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 Older Black Guy Became My Lover

   My first time with a black guy was about 5 years ago.  I had lived with
some friends, and had recently moved into an apartment by myself.  Although
I still had fun while living with them, now that I was out on my own, I
felt more free, and I became a little more adventurous.

   The apartment I lived in was older, and I guess the walls were kind of
thin.  I have never been one to keep quiet when having sex...  if I want to
moan, scream, yell, whatever, I will!  About 2 months after living there,
my neighbor was grilling some burgers on the grill (for everyone to use)
one day when I came home from work.

   He said hello, and asked if I would be interested in a burger, that he
had some extra, and they would just go to waste.  I told him sure, that I
would go up to my apartment to change, and would come back down.  He also
offered me a beer as well.

   My neighbor was an older black man.  He was 35-years-old and recently
divorced.  At the time, I was only 27.  He was nice looking, and from what
I knew, was a salesman and traveled from time to time.  He lived in the
apartment right beside mine.  I had spoke to him a few times before, but
nothing more than a hello, how are you, etc.

   I went upstairs to my room and put on some jeans and a shirt.  I wasn't
expecting anything, and thought it would be nice to know a neighbor or two.
You never know when you may need to call on them for something.  So I went
back down, and he offered me the beer while he continued to cook the
burgers.

   We talked for a little while, just everyday chit chat, about ourselves,
our jobs, family, etc.  He was very nice, and I was immediately very
comfortable with him.  We started to talk about what we liked to do for
fun. After sharing a few things, he came right out and said something like,
"From what I can hear sometimes, I imagine you like to have all sorts of
fun!" and he started laughing.

   Knowing exactly what he was talking about (again, I don't try to keep
quiet...  and have been known to be very loud), I laughed as well, and then
apologized.  He said it wasn't a problem, that he thoroughly enjoyed it! 
We talked a bit more, both of us referencing the fact that he could hear me
(and my bed squeaking...  lol) now and then.  He then said, "Hell,
sometimes I wish it was me making you scream like that!"

   I have always been very open with my sexuality, so the comment did not
bother me at all.  I said something like, "Oh really?" and he responded by
saying, "Sure, it's hard not to think about when you can hear it like
that!" That led into a conversation about our sex lives, and he told me
that he hadn't had sex in a few months, and the last time wasn't all that
great.  I told him I had never been with a black man before, but had
fantasized about it quite a bit from time to time.

   He told me that I should try it.  Then he quickly said that he didn't
necessarily mean with him.  We talked for a little while longer, and then
he invited me over to his apartment to eat.  I went, and actually found
myself fantasizing about having sex with a black guy...  but not just any
black guy...  him!

   So we went inside and ate and had a few more beers each.  We sat on his
couch and talked some more, and I found myself flirting with him more and
more.  One thing led to another...  and then we were kissing.  Our hands
roamed over each other, and he quickly had his hands on my breasts,
massaging them through my shirt and bra.  I felt myself getting incredibly
aroused and wet.  My hands roamed down, and when I felt his cock through
his pants, I moaned a little as we kissed.

   It wasn't overly huge, but it was very, very thick.  I just about melted
when I felt it.  He pulled away and asked me if I liked it.  I told him
yes, and he reached down and started to unbuckle his belt and pants.  Then
he told me if I wanted to, I could get better access, that way.  He was
very polite and not pushy at all.

   My hands reached in and stroked his cock gently under his pants and
underwear.  We continued to kiss and his hands made their way under my
shirt, rubbing my tits through my bra.  My nipples were hard, and he was
teasing them through the lace.

   I stroked his cock (still in his pants).  As I started to try to pull it
out, he pushed his pants and underwear down, kicking his shoes off and
pushing his pants all the way off.  I just stopped and stared at the large
black cock throbbing in my hand.  I was mesmerized by it.  It felt
different, but I am sure it was just my mind.

   As I stroked it, I felt it throbbing and growing in my hand.  It was
already very large, but I felt that is was getting bigger and bigger the
more I stroked it.

   Then, without thinking, I leaned over and took it into my mouth.  It was
a natural instinct to me, since I love doing that so much.  But that time I
was so incredibly turned-on, I immediately tried to take it all.  I got
about halfway and realized I would never be able to take it.

   He lay back, and gently placed his hand on my head, guiding me as my
head bobbed up and down on his thick cock.  I heard him moaning and saying
that it felt so good.

   I continued to suck him, and only stopped when he pulled my shirt over
my head.  I am a larger girl, and I am usually somewhat conscious about
being naked around people I just met (LOL)...  but I was so turned on that
I didn't care.  As I sucked on his thick black cock, he began to thrust
into my mouth a little, and his fingers found my nipples.

   Then I felt his hands on my back.  He rubbed down to my ass.  I heard
him moan again and felt him tug a little on my thong, which must have been
showing above my jeans as I bent over.

   He told me that my sucking was good, and if I kept on he was going to
cum.  I just moaned and nodded my head.  He moaned again and started to
thrust a little deeper into my mouth.  One of his hands was on my head, and
the other was rubbing my back and down to my ass, pulling at my thong from
time to time.

   I kept on sucking, enjoying the sensation of sucking my first black
cock. He started to thrust faster, and I picked up my pace, stroking with
one hand and licking and sucking on it quickly.  He moaned, and then told
me he going to cum.

   I felt his cock throb, and prepared myself.  He thrust his cock deep
into my mouth, and I felt him unload.  My mouth quickly filled with his
cum, as I felt shot after shot come from his cock.  I sucked it and
swallowed it all greedily, not stopping until I had every drop, and he
started going limp.

   I pulled up a little and he said something like, "Damn, girl...that was
good!" I replied, "Yes!  It was!" I sat up straight and straightened my bra
a bit.  He reached out and grabbed one of my tits, massaging it through the
lace.  I moaned a bit when his fingers found my nipple, which was rock
hard.

   He pulled the lace to the side, and his mouth immediately went to my
nipple, flicking his tongue all around it.  I moaned and pushed it against
him, and he sucked on it and lightly bit it.

   He then pulled away and said, "Let's go to the bedroom." He stood up,
half naked, and I followed him to his bedroom.  He sat on the edge of his
bed, and when I approached him, he grabbed me and pulled me to him.

   He was kissing my stomach while his hands rubbed over my ass through my
jeans.  His hands then came around to the front.  He unsnapped my jeans and
pushed them down over my hips.  I kicked them to the side, and his hands
went back to ass, rubbing it gently.

   He started to kiss down, over my thong.  When he reached my pussy, I
spread my legs a little and his hand came around front and felt it.  He
made a reference to me being really wet, and that he was "going to love
eating that sweet pussy." Again, I just about melted, and his hand found
its way under my thong and began to rub my pussy.

   His finger found its way in between my slit and found my clit, and as
soon as he started rubbing it, I felt it get larger with his touch.  I
started moaning and found my hips were grinding against him as he rubbed my
clit in little circles.

   He then told me to lay down on the bed, that it was now my turn.  I
pushed my panties off and unclasped my bra, and then lay back on the bed.
He walked over to his dresser, pulled something out, and then came back to
the bed.  He threw a condom beside me and then leaned over, his head
between my legs.

   As soon as his tongue hit my clit, I came.  I ground my pussy against
his face immediately, and he expertly licked and sucked on it.  After a few
minutes, I calmed down and he continued to eat my pussy.  For about the
next 20 minutes, he licked and sucked and fingered me to three more
orgasms.

   After the last one, he raised up and grabbed the condom.  I looked down
and saw that he was then fully erect, hard, and throbbing once again.

   He slid the condom on and just as he positioned himself between my legs
he looked down at me and asked me if I really wanted this.  I told him,
"Yes!  Fuck me!  Fuck me with that black cock!"

   He then rammed it into me hard, and my legs wrapped around him
immediately.  He slammed into me again, pulling out almost all the way,
then slamming into me again and again.  I thought I was in heaven.  It felt
so good.  He really knew what he was doing.

   He then started to pump rhythmically into me.  Within a minute I was
cumming, moaning, and screaming.  He kissed me as he fucked me, and after a
few minutes of rhythmic pumping, he started to fuck me harder.  That sent
me over the edge again, and I moaned loud as I came again.  He then
stopped, pulled out, and laid down beside me.  He looked at me and asked me
if I wanted to ride it.

   So, of course, I did.  I straddled him, reached down, and guided his
cock into my pussy.  His cock felt even larger and thicker than before.  I
rode him as his hands rubbed my tits, pinching my nipples.  Then his hands
came to rest on my hips, he guided me as I bounced up and down on his cock.


   I started to grind my hips into him, and I felt his cock hitting my
G-spot.  That sent me over the edge again, and I leaned forward.  He sensed
I was cumming, and started to suck one of my nipples as he grabbed my ass
and started to pump me hard.  He made me cum twice back-to-back like that.

   By then I was exhausted, having cum no less than 7 or 8 times.  My pussy
was also feeling a little sore.  But when he got up and told me to get on
all fours, I did so, almost begging him to fuck me.

   Just as he entered me from behind, I heard him saying something like he
loved my white pussy.  He asked me if I liked fucking black cock.  I told
him yes just as he started to fuck me good.  He grabbed my hips and pumped
in and out of me hard, slamming against me with each thrust.

   I lost all inhibitions.  While he was fucking me, I cried out for him to
spank me.  He did, hard.  As he fucked me, he smacked and spanked my ass. I
could tell he was getting close, he was grunting and pumping me hard.  I
then heard him say he was going to cum, and he thrust into me hard.  I felt
his cock throb inside me.  I knew he was filling the condom with his hot
cum.

   He pulled out and collapsed on the bed beside me.  We talked for a
little while, and he asked me how was my first experience with black cock.
I told him it was incredibly hot, and he told me it was there anytime I
wanted it.

   I got dressed and went back to my apartment.  We fucked again about a
week after that.  Because of our schedules and the fact that he traveled,
we only had sex about once every two weeks or so.  Whenever it worked out
for both of us.

   Every time I had a guy over, I imagined him next door listening,
probably stroking that black cock, and it always made me cum so good.  He
would even say something about hearing me sometimes, and that usually led
to us going into my apartment and fucking.

   About six months later his lease expired and he moved away.  I haven't
seen him since.  He was the only black guy I was with for about a year,
until I met another black guy through a friend.

   I do love black cock...  but I also love white cock...  or any other
cock.  I don't discriminate.  Once I got over that "hump" of having my
first...  I have never looked back.  :)