So I am 25. I work in health care and I am going to school to advance my career. I am engaged after dating my now fiancé for almost 5 years. I had only been with 2 other men besides him before we began dating. Last year he proposed to me which was a total shock. After a few months I realized that would be it sexually for the rest of my life. I was raised to be reserved and modest. But there is a side of me that always wanted to go crazy as far as sex is concerned. Don't get me wrong my fiancé is great in bed and goes to great lengths to please me. However, I never had an orgasm vaginally. My fiancé tries so hard to no success, I thought maybe something was wrong with me. Anyway, soon I started longing for more experiences. Not with just anyone either. I've always wanted to be a white man. Yes I am black, light skinned, petite, long real hair lol.
I went weeks fighting this urge but I was about to be married. I've played it safe my whole life. I didn't really want to be married without fulfilling this fantasy. For reasons unknown after I said yes that's when the desire burned like never before. I wanted a white man.
After fighting with myself for some time I couldn't resist anymore. I began talking to this man I met online. He was the ideal man in my eyes. He was tall, muscular build, well endowed, handsome as all hell, had a great sense of humor and didn't judge. He was also attached, in a long term relationship. That was better somehow because he understood the necessity of privacy and discretion. We emailed each other before soon taking it to text. I felt this instant and strange connection with him. We had many things in common. At first we focused on getting to know the basics about one another. He was so intriguing. He was successful at such a young age and intelligent, wise even. I instantly was taken aback, felt a bit intimidated. But then we began talking about our fantasies. I expressed all my sexual desires to him. He was so open to fulfilling those for me.
We would text all day and night when we could about all the things we wished to do to each other. My pussy would throb just from those texts. I couldn't believe I was so turned on by someone I hadn't even met. We traded pics and he loved what he saw and the same for me. Soon we were dying to meet. Obviously it would take some planning seeing as we both lived with our significant other. Reality started to set in realizing we were never free at the same time. Still we remained optimistic and continued to tease each other day after day until I couldn't take it anymore. We had to meet.
Deciding on his car, we finally met up. He picked me up and God this man was even sexier in person. I could see his muscles bulging out through his business shirt. His facial hair was neat and just the way I like it on any white man. My heart was beating fast as I couldn't believe I was about to have car sex, which I've never done before, with a damn near stranger. My guilt began playing in as well even so to the point of me taking my engagement ring off. But still as I sat there my pussy was getting wetter by the second. It took us a while to find a suitable spot but eventually we did. I dressed for the occasion, wearing a dress, sexy lingerie.
Once we were in the back, he began kissing me softly. His lips omg so sexy, so soft fucking perfect. I couldn't believe I was doing this. Surely he heard my heartbeat. His large hands started exploring my body and mine his. He was fucking ripped. I undid his tie and unbuttoned his shirt as he unzipped my dress and began sucking my breast. Somewhere in the back of my mind I thought briefly of my fiancé and his gf and it turned me on even more, what we were doing. Soon he was taking my panties off and I was delighted to hear him moan once he touched my pussy at how wet I was. I mean drenched. Our kissing became more intense full of passion. His lips left a trail down my body til he met my soaked pussy lips. And my God, the feeling of his tongue and lips exploring my clit. Wasn't long before I was closing my eyes, cumming hard with his name escaping my lips.
I returned the favor, sucking his cock as best as I could. I took satisfaction hearing him moan and whispering, "yes baby". His cock was a perfect size and I loved it. He then put a condom on and sat back looking at me with lust in his eyes. I took it all in, him sitting back like a Greek God with his thick muscular thighs exposed and his cock straight up fully erect. I straddled him and begin to ride him. If I must say so myself I can ride a dick well and showed off a bit. He came in less than 3 min. Haha But he didn't disappoint, getting hard soon after and it was his turn to show out. Directing me to get on all fours he entered me from the back. I knew he was listening as I told him I love it from the back in our texts. He hit it so well had me screaming out in pleasure as well as pain. He fucked me deep and hard just how I like it, how I beg my fiancé to fuck me. Soon he was hitting that spot, omg that spot that my fiancé hits briefly before collapsing while cumming. Only this man was constantly hitting it with no signs of stopping. He relentlessly fucked me and I loved it. I was starting to feel something erupting inside of me. Something I never felt before. Something I thought was impossible for me. Yes I was about to cum!! And I did. And it was fucking beautiful.
We've met a few more times since then and I have no idea how to stop fucking this man. He fulfills all my sexual needs, even opened me up to things I never imagined I would be interested in let alone enjoy doing. My wedding day is approaching and we said we would stop once I say I do, but I'm not sure if I can. What should I do?