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 My First Experience with a Black Lover Received on July 27, 2006

   This is an absolutely true story with only names and places changed. 
Almost all of the details are exactly as they actually happened...  or at
least as I remember them.

   Carol



   I'm a 48-year-old housewife, formerly a flight attendant with one of the
major airlines, now a suburban soccer mom with a teenage daughter who
recently moved out to live at college.  I've managed to keep the weight off
my figure and I'm still pretty, though age is slowly catching up to me with
a few wrinkles here and there.

   My husband Allen is a tall handsome former athlete, and to all outward
appearances we're your typical happily married suburban couple.  Few would
guess that I'm a "hotwife" who enjoys frequent sex with other men, always
with my husband's consent and approval.  Occasionally my husband joins me
and the other guy in a three-way.



   Usually these are brief, one night stands with some attractive guy I
pick up at the bar while my husband and I are on vacation at some resort
far from home.



   However, occasionally, I'll find the guy so attractive I will want to
have sex with him again, and once in a great while, if he's a super stud,
big, tall, muscular, handsome, and well endowed. . . . . . .  well, I just
might not be able to stop having sex with him.



   That's what it's been like for me with this particular guy named Lee. 
My husband and I first became aware of him when he and his wife moved into
the development where we live.  They're a young black couple, and we live
in a pretty upscale development with homes that are in the $400,000 to
$500,000 range.  They're one of only two black families currently living
here out of probably 350 families.  So we wondered how they could afford
it. Lee has an important position in the government of our county, and his
wife is a nurse at one of the two local hospitals.  They have two boys, now
about 4 and 6.



   Lee is a fairly dark skinned black guy who is definitely a "Mandingo" in
size and stature...  extremely good looking, as well as being a real hunk
at 6' 4" with broad shoulders, narrow waist, and a beautiful muscular
physique.



   The first time I actually met him he was jogging by our property about
7:30 one morning last August.  I was out walking our two Boston terriers,
as I usually am at that time.  It was already very humid.  Lee had just
left his house a few blocks from ours, and was running down our street
toward me, completely naked from the waist up.  His muscular upper body was
glistening with sweat as he ran toward where I was standing, and I thought
he looked like some black Adonis.

   I couldn't help just staring at this incredible looking male specimen. I
learned later that he was working the night shift at the time and had just
gotten off work.  He likes to run in the mornings before it gets too hot,
and I remember he was wearing just a pair of tight spandex shorts...  which
didn't conceal a rather large bulge in the crotch area.  I couldn't help
imagining what his cock looked like.  I'd never seen a black guy naked, but
I'd heard that black guys were "hung," and I was sure this guy was no
exception.



   I smiled at him as he started to run past me and the dogs, and he
stopped to say hello and pet the dogs.  We introduced ourselves.  When we
shook hands, his was so big he swallowed mine up in his grip.  I remember
standing there speechless, with him holding onto my hand, feeling like the
helpless little kitten in "Misty".  All I could think of to say was, "I'll
bet you played football didn't you?" He could see I was admiring his big
body.  He smiled back at me and acknowledged that he had played in college
at Florida State.

   He asked me if I liked to watch football.  I told him I loved watching
the NFL games with my husband, and admired the size and physiques of some
of the players, especially the black guys...  which was actually true. 
"Which team do you like?" he asked.  "The Jets," I replied.  He laughed and
said, "And I'll bet your husband likes the Dolphins".  "How did you know?
You're right," I said.  "Always makes it more interesting when there's a
little rivalry going on between the sexes," he grinned.  I just smiled and
nodded.

   "So you like big men?" he asked.  "Oh God yeah," I replied in my sexiest
voice.  I started to blush; realizing how I probably sounded to this giant
black hunk who I was sure could tell just what I was hinting at.

   "Wow it's getting hot," he said, staring directly at my breasts, and
then slowly raising his eyes to meet mine.

   He was letting me know he was interested, and I could feel my nipples
getting hard under his stare.  But he politely continued with, "I better
get moving.  Nice meeting you Carol." He smiled at me once again, and I
smiled back, staring at the growing bulge in his crotch area.  I was
wearing very short shorts and a halter top with no bra, and I was sure I
had given him an erection.  I felt my pussy begin to get wet as I imagined
how that big black cock would feel inside me.

   I watched him run down our street and disappear out of sight.  I headed
back into the house to make breakfast for my husband Allen who was standing
by the window in the kitchen.  He had obviously seen me talking to Lee. 
"Is that the big black guy who just moved into the neighborhood?" he asked
me, trying to sound innocent, but with just a hint of unconcealed
excitement in his voice.  "Yeah," I said, "God what a hunk he is!"



   My husband just looked at me and smiled, and we both knew what the other
was thinking.  "From that big bulge in his shorts, I could tell he feels
the same way about you," he grinned.  "He couldn't take his eyes off your
breasts the whole time you were talking to him."

   "I know," I said, "I wondered if you noticed.

   "It's going to be a really hot one today honey," I said, trying to
change the subject, but we both smiled at each other and embraced in the
middle of the kitchen.

   "I think you're going to love your first black cock," he whispered in my
ear.  "I KNOW he's going to fuck you." We stood in the middle of our
kitchen kissing, and I felt so lucky to be married to this wonderful
understanding man, and at the same time, excited at the thought of what sex
would be like with my new neighbor.  I was sure my husband was right.

   I would see Lee again several more times during the next couple of
months, but he only waived at me and said, "Hi Carol," as he jogged past me
and the dogs.  To my dismay, he didn't stop to chat with me again.  I began
to think he really wasn't interested, or that maybe I'd scared him off by
being a little too forward with my sexual references that first time we'd
met.

   Then in October we had a tropical storm pass through that dropped so
many inches of rain that it flooded much of our development.  The homes
were all built up high enough that there was no major property damage, but
the roads were under water, and I couldn't get out of our driveway for two
days.  My husband took one of our cars out before the water level got too
deep, and was able to walk out of the development the next morning to where
he'd parked it, and drive to work.  The second morning, I was out in front
of our house surveying the water level, still two feet deep, when Lee drove
by in his pickup truck.



   "Hi Carol, do you need any help," he asked.  "Thanks Lee, I could use a
lift up to the supermarket," I answered truthfully.  "Glad to take you,
I'll pull into your driveway."

   I watched as he maneuvered into our driveway, then obeyed his "hop in,"
got in, and sat beside him in the passenger seat.  "Some storm wasn't it?"
he asked.  "Yeah," I replied, "worse than a hurricane." "Yeah, but at least
not much wind damage anyway," he said, which was right, thank goodness. 
"Are you still working the night shift?" I asked.  "Yeah but I'm off for
two days now.  I'm home taking care of the boys.  There's no school," he
answered.

   We both went into the local Publix together and shopped together, using
only one cart.  I wondered if anyone noticed us, this giant black man with
a blonde housewife who was wearing her wedding ring.  Oh well, let them
think what they want, I thought, maybe we can give them a thrill.  Of
course I'd forgotten to bring any money, so Lee had to pay for my groceries
as well as his.  But I told him I'd repay him when we got back to my house.


   Was this some sort of Freudian slip, an excuse to invite him into my
home with my husband safely away at work?  I wondered, and I tried to put
it out of my mind.  I still wasn't used to considering myself a slut,
though I was beginning to feel like one, and even beginning to enjoy it.  I
knew by then that I definitely wanted to have sex with Lee.  My husband and
I had discussed it and fantasized about it during foreplay.  I'd been
waiting two months for him...  and I was as horny as I'd ever been.



   When we were back in the truck, Lee started the engine, but didn't put
the truck in gear.  He sat back in his seat and placed his hand down on the
seat next to mine.  "Was your husband able to get out and go to work," he
asked innocently.  But I thought it was an interesting question, especially
the timing.  "Yeah, he parked out by Cumberland Farms last night, and
walked out this morning." I was sure there was more to his question than
appeared on the surface, or was I just imagining things that weren't there?
Maybe I was crazy and he was just being sociable.  As I began to think I
was presuming way too much, he suddenly...  and without another word... 
placed his hand over mine and began rubbing it affectionately.

   My heart literally skipped a beat, and I felt it fluttering in my chest
as I felt his firm masculine touch.  I'm naturally very submissive during
foreplay, and it was obvious at that point, to both of us, that he was
hitting on me...  and it was up to me to respond either positively or
negatively.  "He won't be home from work for a while yet," I almost
whispered, as I had completely lost my voice.  But I said it looking him
directly in his eyes, and added, "Should that matter to us?" "Only if it
does to you Carol," he replied, still being cautious with me, a married
white woman who could obviously cause him a lot of trouble if he was
guessing wrong about me and I was just playing games with him.



   "Why don't you find out?" I teased him some more.  But despite the
obvious cat and mouse game we were playing, I knew that I'd made it obvious
that I wanted him.  I couldn't tell how he was going to respond to my last
thinly veiled offer.  When he started up the truck and then headed back
toward our development, I really thought he was going to just take me home
and leave.  However, my heart beat faster as I realized he wasn't driving
us home, instead he drove us down a utility service road that lies along
the boundary of our development and some undeveloped lots.

   He parked the truck out of sight in a secluded spot behind a work shed.
Then without a word he leaned over and kissed me, and at the same time,
gently placed my hand on his cock.  We kissed with our tongues, and I
melted in his arms.  I couldn't believe how big and hard his cock felt as I
gripped it through his shorts, and I suddenly felt my pussy beginning to
get very wet.

   The next thing I knew he had his fly open, and I was staring at the
biggest erection I'd ever seen.  "Oh my God, Lee," I gasped.  "You're
incredible!" I reached out and held it in both hands, admiring its huge
size.  I knew he wanted me to suck it, and I knew if my husband were there
with us, watching, he would have wanted me to suck it.  Most of all, I knew
how much I wanted to suck it. . .  so I did!

   As I held it and gently squeezed the hard black shaft in my right hand,
a few drops of semen oozed out onto the tip.  I bent down and licked it off
with my tongue, and swallowed it for him as he watched me.  Then I slowly
leaned over and took the head of his cock into my mouth, and began to suck
him off.  I could feel it pulsing with excitement as he watched his married
blonde neighbor work her lips and tongue over the bulging head, then slowly
take him deeper in her mouth and down her throat.  I began to gently
squeeze his big balls with my free hand, and in a few minutes I could tell
from the size and hardness of his shaft, he was getting close to cumming.



   "Oh yeah!" he moaned, as he got closer.  "That's beautiful baby!"

   I continued taking his enormous thick black shaft deeper and deeper down
my throat, my blonde head bobbing up and down faster and faster, while at
the same time I held his shaft tightly in one hand and jerked him off.  I
also gently squeezed his swollen balls with my free hand, and then suddenly
I heard, "Oh fuck...  yeah Carol, I'm gonna cum baby!  I'm gonna cum!"



   He was bellowing like some giant bull as I continued sucking and jerking
his shaft harder and faster.  Then in another few seconds he came,
literally exploding in my mouth, with a gusher of semen and sperm that
partially choked me as the first stream hit the back of my throat.

   I opened my mouth and a second large stream hit me directly on my nose,
and splattered all over my face, slowly running down my cheeks, eventually
dripping off my chin, and onto my bare boobs (yes, by that point my boobs
were bare!).  What a load this guy could produce.  I still held his cock in
my hand.  I directed the head back into my mouth and began sucking it
again, getting several more streams of cum in my mouth.  I kept sucking,
giving him as much pleasure as I could with my mouth lips and tongue.



   Later I told my husband it was the best blow job I'd ever given a guy...
and I think it was.  He told me how proud he was of me for being such a
sexy wife, and hoped I had a lot more to tell him.



   _____________________________________

   Received on August 6, 2006

   Hi Joan,

   Sorry it took me so long to finish this.  The night of my first day with
Lee I told the following account of that first time with Lee to my husband
while we were in the midst of sexual foreplay ourselves, lying completely
naked on our king-size mattress and performing oral sex on each other in a
classic 69 position, with me on top.

   We had done this before after I'd just had sex with some new guy I was
very attracted to.  It was a big turn-on for my husband to hear me describe
all the physical stuff, but what really sent him over the top were my
thoughts and emotions during sex with some really attractive hunk that I'd
just met and was really hot for.  I enjoyed teasing him, revealing the
really pure hot slut I could become with the right stud.

   So...  I hope all the husbands who read this will try to imagine they
are performing oral sex on their cute wife, and she's telling them about
HER first experience getting fucked by a big handsome black hunk who she's
crazy about, and (like me) will without any doubt be fucking again... 
whenever he wants her.

   _______________________________



   "After I'd sucked the last drop of cum out of Lee's cock, it started to
get just a little soft and I didn't think he'd be able to have more sex
that afternoon.

   I figured he would be too drained after the intense oral sex I'd just
performed for him, culminating with that explosive ejaculation.  I guess I
should have known better.  I underestimated his potency because I was too
used to my husband's inability to have intercourse with me twice in the
same day.  So I didn't expect to be hit on again quite so soon after we'd
driven back to my home, and Lee had helped me carry my groceries into the
kitchen.  He was already very aggressively feeling my breasts and kissing
me, and had his hands all over me.  I had to fend off his advances or he
would have fucked me right there in our kitchen.

   I told him I wanted him to fuck me as much as he wanted to fuck me, but
my daughter might be coming home from school soon, so we couldn't do it
there.  He was squeezing one of my boobs with one big hand while the other
was squeezing my butt.  "Please baby," I whispered, kissing him, I don't
want my daughter to see us."



   "That's cool baby," he replied, "C'mon, let's go to a motel."



   "Are you sure you want to do it now?" I asked, "Aren't you pretty
drained?"

   "Hell no baby," he smiled, "I've got plenty of juice left for you." And,
taking me by the arm he aggressively led me back out to his truck.

   As I told my husband about it later I said, "I didn't mind, because you
know how naturally submissive I am with a real stud like Lee.  I wanted him
to treat me rough, and dominate me.  Does that bother you baby, knowing I'm
a slut for this black guy?"

   "I'm going to love it," my husband replied, as he tongued my clit and
licked some more of Lee's cum from my pussy.  "Oh God, I love you so much
Carol," he sighed.  "I love you too honey," I whispered, feeling his cock
growing in my mouth."



   "We went to that cheap motel just past the 7-11 on Route 67," I
continued.  Lee went in and registered us and paid the manager in cash
while I waited in the truck.  Then he came back and parked the truck in
front of our room.  Before we went in, Lee kissed me and we could both
sense how much we wanted each other.  When we got out of the truck I
noticed the manager, a weasely little guy who had come out of the office
and was standing in front of the motel.  He was staring at us.  I was
standing just behind Lee as he opened the door to our room.

   I was wearing high heels, and before Lee could enter the room, I grabbed
him and stood on tiptoe, kissing him at the entrance to our room, just for
the little weasel's benefit.  I wanted him to know that this big handsome
black man was bringing me here just to fuck the daylights out of me, and I
was going to love it.  I hoped he could see my wedding ring so he would
also know I was married.

   We helped each other undress, then lay together naked on the mattress,
and soul kissed while he fingered my wet pussy.  I held his semi-erect cock
in my hand, and jerked him off.  Eventually I leaned over and took his cock
in my mouth and began sucking it for him again.  He didn't have the least
trouble getting hard for me.  We both wanted him to fuck me really bad, but
he liked to watch me suck his cock, and he didn't stop me for several
minutes.

   Then he pulled me into a 69 position, put his head between my thighs and
licked my clit while I continued sucking him.  We were both getting
incredibly hot in that position, and he finally told me, "I gotta fuck you
Carol." I replied, "Oh yeah, please, I need you to fuck me Lee," and I
really did.

   He got on top of me, and as I spread my legs for him, he pinned them way
back over my head with his arms, so my pussy was pointing straight up. 
Then, holding his fully erect cock in his right hand, he placed the tip
between my labia (without a rubber), and slowly forced it down and into my
tight opening.

   As I told my hubby latter, "Oh God honey, Lee's cock is so big it hurt
me, and I winced with pain." Despite having had a child, you know how tight
I still am.  I asked him to go slowly, and luckily I was extremely wet for
him.  Once he was past my entrance and deeper inside me it stopped hurting,
and started to feel good.  He told me how tight I was, and I smiled and
told him that was because that cock of his was so fucking big.

   Pretty soon he began to fuck me really hard, and I felt a warm glow
spreading all through my vagina.  His cock was so big and hard it was
rubbing my clit while he stroked me, and I could feel an orgasm starting to
build up inside me.  I closed my eyes, locked my legs around his back, and
enjoyed the fucking my beautiful black stud was giving me.

   I became very vocal, and was talking real dirty to him, and saying, "Oh
God, fuck me honey, fuck my pussy...  give me your big black cock...  oh
yeah, like that, just like that...  fuck me Lee...  fuck me...  fuck me
hard!" I was feeling incredibly slutty, and suddenly I blurted out that I
wished my hubby were there to watch us.  "Really?" Lee asked.  "Your
husband?"

   "Oh God yes, it would be such a turn-on for him," I told him.

   I was waiting for his reaction.  His reaction was to pound me harder
than ever.  "Tell him that's no problem baby.  He can watch us any time,"
Lee replied.

   "Oh Lee Honey, I'm gonna cum baby, you're making me cum," I told him...
and I had my first orgasm with my gorgeous black stud.  It swept over me
like a wave, and I lost all sense of time.  I was completely wrapped up in
the pleasure of cumming with this big, powerfully built black man's huge
cock buried deep inside me, stretching me...  and at the same time pounding
me...  as he felt himself getting ready to unload in me.

   Oh God I wanted to feel him cum so badly.  "Cum for me baby!" I yelled,
"Cum for me Lee!" He was pounding me like a jackhammer, and then suddenly
he thrust himself balls-deep in me, and bellowed, "Oh fuck yeah Carol! 
Fuck yeah!" and I could feel his warm ejaculation as it hit against my
cervix deep inside me.

   "Oh yes baby," I cried out, "give me your cum baby," and we rode out our
mutual orgasms, locked in a deep soul kiss.

   "Oh God it was so hot Allen," I later told my hubby, "I don't think I've
ever been so hot with anyone before, even with you baby.  I couldn't help
fantasizing getting pregnant by him and bearing his baby.  You know I'm
still fertile, and able to have babies, and I wondered if you'd understand.
Would you baby?  Would you be a good daddy if I bore us a little black
baby?"



   "Of course I would honey," my husband assured me.  "I love you so much."




   I lay there in Lee's strong arms, and we were kissing and slowly coming
down off our high.  Then shortly afterward we both put our clothes back on
and headed back home.  We were actually in the motel all together less than
an hour.  I didn't notice it at first (he was so deep in me when he came),
but I started to feel his cum running out of my pussy while sitting in the
passenger seat of his truck...  into my panties...  at exactly the same
moment that I recognized my husband's car already parked in our driveway.

   The water in the street was by then low enough that I realized he had
managed to drive his car through it, and had come home from work early.  I
felt Lee's cum oozing out of my well-fucked married pussy, and I started
thinking about how excited Allen would be at what I was going to tell him.

   My husband was looking out the window as Lee turned into our driveway.
I'd tried to rearrange my hair and put on some makeup back at the motel,
but I knew I had that just-been-fucked look my husband would recognize.  I
also had a black man's potent sperm running down my inner thighs, and
soaking my panties, which I knew would be a big turn-on for him.

   Lee offered me a towel he kept in the back of his truck, but I smiled
and told him I wanted to show my husband how well I'd been fucked by my
first black cock.  I wondered if Allen could see me lean over and kiss Lee
goodbye...  a long wet soul kiss that was intended to tell both Lee and
Allen that I was crazy about Lee.  I wanted both to know.



   "Yes honey," I smiled as I walked in, "you're going to be really proud
of me.  Maybe we should go into the bedroom and make love while I tell you
how a big black guy just fucked the daylights out of your pretty blonde
wife, and then filled her cunt with his load."

   As I later told my husband all the details of my time with Lee, I was
making my husband so hot, he couldn't control himself a moment longer. 
Suddenly he ejaculated a huge load in my mouth.  I swallowed it for him,
and continued sucking him off like a good wife...  until he had come down
some from his high, and his cock had begun to grow soft.

   ________________________



   Since that afternoon, I've introduced my husband to Lee, and the three
of us have begun to enjoy three-ways together.  Sometimes these sessions
are at a motel, and sometimes they are at our home when we are sure our
daughter will not be coming home from college for a visit.



   Usually both men take turns fucking me while I suck the other one off.
But, sometimes my husband likes to just sit back and jerk off while he
watches Lee fuck me, especially if I'm taking Lee's BBC (big black cock) up
my ass.  Yes, oral, anal, DP, I'm doing it all now.

   This weekend, Lee is inviting a couple of his friends (two big black
guys who are former football teammates) to party with us.  I'm trying to
decide what to wear.

   XXX
   Carol