My Secret Diary: Entry 1 - My first BBC

When I was in university at UBC I used to go to the library all the time. I always went to the library to study and flirt/flash, and dirty talk with guys on Reddit. Some days when the exam stress built up I used to play with my pussy in the library and record my sessions for my fans on social media. Anyways, my online whoring is a story for another day. At the library, there was a bald black guy who always used to be there. First we had awkward glances. Well, I was shy but eventually he would wave and we started to talk a bit. At times he would sometimes glance at my ass while I was walking by with my Abaya on. I kind of liked the attention. 

One day I saw him at the gym. I was working out for one of the first times at the gym. I was squatting with a weight but I had chosen a slightly heavier one. My arms were aching and shaking and I was waivering, he then was behind me and he came from behind and helped to steady the weight. His body was pressed against mine. I felt a little nervous his crotch pressed into my ass a little longer but I actually felt so safe and reassured, it was soft and spongey but it felt quite big. I talked to him and thanked him and we had small talk. I found out he was married to a white woman and he asked my age and how I liked living in Vancouver. He knew I grew up in a Muslim household and my roots are from Bangladesh. It was also a bit of a change as I usually do not get  much attention from black guys. I also learnt that his name was Patrick and that he had a couple of kids, with different women.

One time when I was in the gym it was pouring down and the walk back to my home was about 15 minutes. It was really cold and rainy. I was staring out and I was going to call a friend to pick me up. That's when Patrick came from behind me and startled me. He offered to give me a lift as he could tell I would walk in the rain. I hoped into his car and he had a Mercedes, it was really nice car and I felt really comfortable in it.I tried to turn him down as I said I was calling a friend to give me a lift. However he insisted and I said that he was very kind. I called my friend to tell him he didn't have to give me a lift. Along the way I got a few questions as Patrick was a very curious guy and I felt like he fancied me. 

I would glance at him as he was driving me through the rain. For some reason it turned me on that he was married. I'd never been with someone his age. I couldn't believe he was 55. His hand brushed my knee and I didn't say anything, I noticed that his bulge was quite big but I pretended to not to notice, I'd take glances but I'm pretty sure he'd see. We reached outside my place and I asked him if he could help me move some things in my room just to get more attention from him. 

I asked Patrick to make his way in quickly. I didn't want any of my neighbours to see me. We got inside as we were making some small talk and I asked if he could wait in the living room. Once the door was shut Patrick immediately reached in and lowered his head. He kissed my lips, we passionately kissed our lips interlocking, he was such a good kisser. He pulled me in closer, he had strong arms even though his body was mostly athleticly built. I told him I shouldn't and that he was married. He told me that he had done it before and he still loved his wife but she doesn't excote him sexually anymore, lol he sounded a lot like Andrew Tate in retrospect.

Patrick told me how he always wanted a Bangladeshi/Hijabi girl and that he's only ever tried white and black women so far. We made out for a little bit and I could see his bulge getting bigger. I looked down at it in amazement. He then took my hand and put my hand on his bulge, I smiled and he stared into my eyes.

I told him that we need to put some music on so my neighbors won't hear. We put the music on loud and he pulled off his track suit bottoms and he pull down his boxers his cock stood up it was really big and veiny. He saw me staring at it, at this point I'd only seen my ex's and one guys dick. Patrick's was bigger and looked a lot better. He then pulled off his shirt and I could see his dark black body contrasted with my olive brown skin. It was very taboo for a brown girl to fuck a black guy. Desi culture really is colourist and racist with anti black racism.

Patrick tapped my bed and I sat next to him. We made out a bit more but he wanted me to feel more comfortable at this point, I was still in my jumper, yoga pants, Cardigan and My hijab. He then kept touching my ass and spanked it. I giggled and liked that he appreciated it, I spent a lot of time in the gym. I then jerked his big black cock and it was so big and warm. I moved down and he said he wanted me to suck it. I obliged and sucked it he was moving his hand and down my back to my ass and kneading my ass at times. He then would pin my head down by gripping my hijab. After a while he asked me if I was more comfortable to strip, I stood up and he stood over me. He helped pull of my clothes but he asked me to keep his hijab on, as he was into hijabis, Mia khalifa effect. I left my glasses on and gave him what he wanted.

He then proceeded to eat me out. His tongue was magical and he would make sure my clit was tickled by his tongue. I moaned and gripped my bedsheets. He knew I was close but he pulled his tongue away. I then lay back on the bed and he teased me with his bbc, he made me beg for it. I asked him if he had a condom but he told me at this point he had a vasectomy, he didn't want any more kids. I'd never had sex with a stranger straight away without a condom at this point. At this point I was dickmatised. I begged he laughed and called me a slut. He then pushes his big black cock in my pussy. It was so big and I moaned and howled I think a little bit louder than the music. It was so fun we carried on for another hour, he lasted so long and I cummed a few times.

He wanted to try anal, I was really scared I'd only done it a couple of times and it was very painful. He reassured me and I let him eat my ass out, he then put a finger in my mouth and started to finger my ass I moaned but it got nicer. We eventually eased my asshole, it took a little while for him to get in and he told me I had the tightest asshole he'd ever tried. He managed to get it in eventually and he was gently fucking my asshole, it was painful but I wanted him to have fun to. He got gradually faster, he had to slow down a little. It was really getting easier but it still hurt, he was close to cumming and pulled out of my asshole and he came on to my face and cummed all over my hijab. I wiped some of it off and I licked it. It was the first time a black guy had cummed on my innnocent hijabi face. 

We lay in bed for a little while. My mum actually called me whilst he was in bed with me. She'd kill me if she knew the truth. That's one for the books. My first big black cock adventure!