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 The Night I Got Broken In By a Black Lover

   My husband and I had talked a lot about trying different things to spice
up our sex life.  We had a lot going on day-to-day, but we still managed to
talk about our fantasies.  One of them happened to be me being with a black
lover.

   The first time it happened was when I was 30 and on a work trip with a
black co-worker who had been flirting with me for a long time before.  I
told my husband about his flirting, and he said that if any situation came
up that I should try it with him.

   After the seminar we attended, a group of us went out for drinks, and it
got a little rowdy.  I told the guys I was heading back to my room.  My
room was on a different floor than the others.  "Mike" knew where my room
was from earlier in the day when we had gone over sales numbers there with
the sales department.  When he was in my room after the others left, he
made a joke about coming back to my room later that night.  I joked back
that I would be waiting for him.

   I went to sleep off my buzz from drinking.  I heard a knock at the door
that woke me up.  I looked at the time.  It was 1:30 in the morning.  I
looked out the peep hole in the door.  It was Mike.  I opened the door and
asked him what was going on.  He stepped into the room and kissed me.  As I
closed the door I felt his hands on my breasts, and I got really wet.

   The next thing I know I was sitting on the bed after we had been kissing
like two kids in high school, and his cock was out in front of me.  I was
nervous.  My husband is only 7" and not very thick.  Mike's was 9+", and I
could barely get my hand around it.

   I grabbed it and gave it a few strokes.  He made a grunting noise and
asked me to suck it.  As I took him into my mouth he said, "Damn, I have
been waiting for 3 years to get those awesome lips of yours around my
cock." I started to take him deeper into my mouth, and was gagging a
little...  but that just got him into it more.  He grabbed my hair.

   He started to pull me onto him deeper.  He was talking dirty to me,
saying how he was going to take me deep as I was being face-fucked.  He
started telling me how he knew I would like his cock.  That went on for a
few minutes.  Then he stopped.  My eyes were watering from gagging.  He
said I was "a great cocksucker."

   I told him he could cum in my mouth, but he said no, he wasn't ready to
cum.  He told me to lay back after he pulled off my top (a black satin
chemises).  He started to kiss me.  Then he slowly worked his way down. 
His hands were on my breasts, squeezing and pinching my nipples.  I loved
the way I looked with his dark hands all over my body.

   I got so wet seeing his hands on my 36DD's.  He was talking dirty to me,
saying how he was going to make my pussy his.  He went down on me and said
how he loved a bare pussy.  He worked his mouth and tongue over my clit,
and started to slide his fingers into me.  I normally don't like to be
fingered, because of finger nails and how sensitive I am, but I was so wet
they slid right in.

   As he was pumping in me with his fingers and working me over with his
mouth I was squeezing my own tits, and my first orgasm hit me.  I am very
loud when I cum, and he was shocked, but also smiled.  He said that if I
like that, I was gonna really love what hje had planned next.

   He lined himself up with me, and I was breathing hard...  both from my
orgasm, and excitement, and fear.  I told him to please go slow at first.
He fed it into me so slowly it was both great and torture, feeling him
slowly stretching me out.  He was finally all the way inside me, and it
felt amazing!  I felt so full...  more than how I ever did with my husband.


   He started to go faster, and made his strokes longer.  He ground into me
when he was balls-deep inside me.  I was loving it!  His hands went around
my hips and were cupping my ass.  He was telling me how great my pussy was,
and was just slam-fucking me into the mattress at that point.

   I don't know how I managed to handle him, but everything in the moment
was so perfect.  We were kissing deeply as he was all the way inside me,
and I had the best orgasm of my life.  As I was cumming he said he was
going to claim my pussy as his, and I felt his body tense.  He grabbed onto
me with intensity as he yelled out, "Oh fuck!" I felt so much cum fill me
up it was soooo hot inside me.

   Even though I was on the pill, there was just something about him
cumming in me, and thinking of him getting me pregnant.  It was both a fear
and a huge turn-on for me.  I think right then and there I was hooked
forever on black cock.  We did it three more times that night.  I rode him,
and took him doggy, and he came in my mouth.

   He left my room at 4 AM.  I texted my husband, telling him, "I did it!"
He texted back the next morning that he was so proud of me, and that he
wanted to hear all about it.

   When we got back home Mike and I began to go on dates to hotels or his
place, and I would go home either later that night or the next morning (if
we stayed up all night).  When I got home I would have more fun with my
husband, and tell him what Mike did, as my husband would fill me up again
(after Mike had already done multiple times).

   Unfortunately after a year my company did layoffs, and Mike and I were
both let go with some others, and we got new jobs.  He moved, and we lost
touch after he got married.  I later got pregnant by my husband, and we put
my activities on hold until our child was older.

   I'll never forget that first time though.  Every so often now I go on
dates and tell husband about them.  Often he will come watch me with my new
lovers, after I get to know them first.