From then on L was my only bull. Once I had him there would be no need to be with anyone else. He would go on to be the first to cum in my pussy, first cum in my mouth
around inside my stomach. Once we met him at the hotel bar and began to talk and have a drink and things began to settle down and within a half an hour we were taking as if he was as if we were a with friend of ours that we hadn’t seen in awhile. As a matter of fact, he and my husband were talking about sports for the first 20 minutes before the reason why we were getting together for was his big cock fucking me. His tone of voice was very relaxing and my butterflies slowed down. When we went to the front desk to get the room key we all went together so the woman at the desk knew what we were going to do once we got into the room. She saw a white couple, and one black man and gave us the key with a big grin on her face.
We rested for awhile and my husband said he would give us some time together alone so he went to the bar and had a couple of drinks. When he returned L sheepishly tells J that he fucked me in the ass and his cum was still leaking from my asshole.
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It was much like the first time I had with another mans cock in me than my husbands, you just have to multiply it X 10. I saw pictures of his cock and I knew it was much bigger than any of the cocks that I have had in me. So I was excited about it but also a little apprehensive. So, the usual butterflies were flopping
We than talked for a few minutes and L began to take off his clothes, once L had his shirt off I began to to do the same. Within minutes L was just in his underpants and is was in my bra and panties my butterflies woke up. It would be the first time that another man had seen this way. L , while looking at me slid he slid his underpants down and I got a good look at his huge black cock, and now the butterflies for were on the loose. I was like how in the hell is he going to get that thing inside me. I then too my bra off and my panties came next and there I was, naked with a stranger taking me all in. Now , I had been nude before having had gone to a nude beach, and a black man with a big cock was going to fuck me. So L comes up to me and begins to kiss me on my neck sending chills through me and within seconds my nipples are standing at attention and his lips are now on my nipples are now in his mouth and his tongue now working on them and I am moaning with pleasure and I can’t wait for him to give my pussy some attention. With that, he begins the journey to my pussy, as he kisses his way to my pussy. He is so skilled, he gently starts to lick my pussy on the outer edges, up and down then slides his tongue into me before I feel his tongue on my clit and then gently sucks into his mouth as he continues suck and lick my clit until I explode into my first orgasm.
So now I want to play with that monster cock. I had to touch and take into my hands and mouth to pleasure him, and within seconds I take his cock into my hand and begin to rub it and begin to taste my first BBC. I took as much as I could and it was easy to deep-throat it without even trying. I then had to see him cumming. So I began to jack him off again and then had him cum all over my tits. I was covered in his cum.
Hi everybody! I have been looking at posts on narcs and narc abuse on here and if has really helped me out a lot. I am currently struggling with my situation and need some advice/support.
I met a narc last year, everything seemed to good to be true. Love bombing, always texting calling and taking me on dates. Everything changed when someone warned me about him out in public in front of him and who he is. This caused a conflict with us and the love bombing seized.
he would tell me that everything is okay and i can come and talk. He would set a time limit on me and kick me out after that.
he would then text me like everything was fine and we hung out again and after that he completely ghosted me for one week. He came back and texted me a week later laughing about the ghosting and acting like nothing had happened.
he continued to text me ( not like in the beginning) make plans with me, then on the day of the plans he would just ghost me. One day he would act interested the next silence.
i contacted him a month later and he acted like nothing happened. He was on a vacation and sent me a picture of another woman ( someone he allegedly met on the trip) to strike a reaction but i never gave him one. After the trip he came to my place and was extremely rude, accusing me of going on dates with a bunch of men. The next day he accused me of being an alcoholic and that he wanted nothing to do with me but said well maybe we can be "friends" then ghosted me
i assumed at this point it was over and i would never hear from him again. He contacted me on the holiday a month later acting like everything was great. We ended up hanging out a month or so later and when we hung out it went well, i thought things were going in the right direction.
after we hung out.. silence. I would try to text him and if he replied it would be very short then he just stopped replying. He ghosted me for almost three months. I thought he was done this time and of course he popped up again like nothing happened. At this point i was getting sick of if so i questioned him as to why he dissapeared and always does this. Of course he had some sob story about a injury and family member dying of cancer. I felt pity for him and he gave me an apology.. so i took him back stupidly.
things seemed to be going smooth for a couple months, of course until his family member died and his injury got better he never contacted me and was distant. Menawhile, i was there for him during the difficult time for him. He lied to me about the funeral and never wanted to chat. I was chasing him and he would always claim nothing was wrong but when i said i thought he used me when he was down he could not handle it and would always tell me he didnt care and to go away. I would get so upset i would try texting him to work it out he would barelt respond and if he did he would not be nice about it.
we did hang out a couple times after that, he would ignore me after. One day i was like hey i think you are seeing someone else, and i was like well ixam seeing someone so no problem if you are he said " buy bye good luck with your new guy stop contacting me" i was devastated and tried to get into contact with him for weeks then i just gave up and accepted it was over. He ended up contacting me a month later acting like everything was fine. He wanted to go out and have drinks i told him i would. He and i both seemed to have a great time. He ends up ignoring me again. I kept texting him trying to figure out what was wrong. He kept saying everything was fine and i said ok can we hang out again? He said maybe i was like why? He just kept saying maybe …
our last conversation we had… i said what is wrong ? He said nothing is wrong everything is fine. I asked him why he keeps saying maybe. He said " maybe but i dont want to see you right now" i said why? He saix " im just not feeling it, if i wanted to date i would" i said why did you contact me less then a week ago wanting to go out? He said i didnt.. even though he did. So i said should i just move on or what? He said whatever you want to do. So i said that he was really confusing me and asked him if he had anything more to say before i move on? My messages were turning green so i panicked he blocked me and reacted irrationally. I said " omg did you block me? My messages are not going through. Even texted him on my work phone asking what was up. And called him twice ( please dont judge me i know it is pathetic i never was this type of girl before him) so he replied and said " Ok I'll block you now" then immedietly blocked me. He has never blocked me before since I have met him he will just ghost. Is this ths final discard aka " grand finale? Did i just push him too far?
this has upset me so much its hard to even function.
Once we got into the room, he was in no rush to get things going, Him and I sat on one bed and my husband sat on the the other bed. He took his shoes off and loosened his shirt and got comfortable and I did the same as did my husband. I will call my bull L from now on, myself is M and my husband is J.
