Her and I talked just the other night and she wasn't even aware that she was turning into a woman that has a black dick preference. But this first story is only the beginning of many more that she wants me to submit to keep the dicks hard and the pussies wet.

The First

It was two nights before my 35th birthday and my husband of many years decided we should go out to celebrate. He asked some friends to go and we got a couple of hotel rooms. As always, I was in a super horny mood and was trying to hit my husband up for sex the entire time we were alone in the room. But again as always, he turned me down.

So we went out to this club with our friends. My husband isn't crazy about dancing, but he danced with me that night because it was my birthday celebration. We were on the dance floor and I could feel someone's eyes on me. I turned and saw a guy looking back at me with this cute smile. I smiled back at him. Every time I turned around, he was looking at me. We were flirting with each other's eyes. My husband then said that he was ready to leave, but I wanted to stay. So we were walking out and the handsome stranger approached me and said, "I came to save you from that guy you were dancing with." And I looked back at him and said, "That's my husband." And we exchanged a few other words and I caught up with my husband and our friends and our friends and told them I wasn't ready to leave. So they told me to go back and have fun. My husband kissed me on the cheek and told me to knock on the door when I got to the room.

I walked back into the club where I had been exchanging glances with the handsome black man in the white shirt. I walked to the where he was standing when he was watching me dance. He wasn't there. So I looked around the room, still didn't see him. As I was walking away, there he was in front of me. We started to talk and dance and I told him it was my birthday. We flirted more and more and got very close on the dance floor. He eventually told me that he would love to give me a birthday present and take me back to his place to eat my pussy. I was so turned on, but my husband was right across the street at the hotel if not still in the club. Plus I had never left a club with a stranger before. So I resisted and continued to flirt.

He kept saying things to get me going and at one point took my hand and placed it where I could feel his dick on the outside of his pants. An instant rush went through me and I could feel myself getting wet. I wanted to say yes, but leaving with someone just wasn't something I ever considered doing.

We flirted danced and kissed each other lightly on the neck and lips. I kept looking around the room to see if my husband had secretly walked in. This complete stranger was turning me on so much I didn't want it to stop, but I didn't want to get caught. So he grabbed me by the hand and took me to a more secluded part of the club. We were standing right by the exit and we kept flirting, playing, and I could feel my pussy ache as if it were begging me to leave with this guy. I finally gave into temptation and said,"let's go."

We drove back to his place. I kicked off my shoes and sat on his bed. He walked up to me, and I pulled his dick out of his boxers and had to taste it. I sucked it awhile, but he stopped me and said he was ready to give me my birthday present. He laid me back on the bed and started to take off my pants. I think he was turned on when he noticed I wasn't wearing panties. He started to lick my clit. It'd been so long since anyone had done that to me. I was craving it so bad. His tongue was so soft but he knew how to put pressure in the right places. I was getting wetter and wetter.

He licked and fingered my pussy as I squirmed and got lost in the feeling of his hot tongue on me. He made me cum twice easily. But we had limited time because he promised to get me back to the hotel so I wouldn't get caught. He stopped licking me and climbed on top of me sliding his big beautiful black dick inside of me. I had never been fucked by a black man before and I had never felt such a huge dick inside of me. He whispered in my ear as he fucked me slowly and he asked me to suck his nipples. It was so hot to hear him cum. He then said something about not having much time, and said he had to have it from the back. So I turned and got on my knees. His dick felt even bigger when he slid it in from the back. He started pounding hard against my big ass and I screamed when he made me cum again and again. Not once did I feel guilty or regret leaving with him. His tongue and his dick took all those feelings away.

He eventually drove me back to our hotel. I had to bang on the door to get my husband to wake up and let me in. I knew that I should have showered, but I didn't want to wash away any signs of the great fuck I just had. So I laid there next to my husband feeling new and free thinking about the great birthday celebration I just had.

In one really incredible anal encounter over that September weekend, Dean told me he was going to make me watch him, as he fucked me. He wanted me to see exactly how deep his black dick was going to penetrate my ass. He brought me into the bathroom of his suite, where the entire wall over the bathroom sinks were covered in mirror. He instructed me to lean forward, and hold onto the wall, so that if I turned my head to the right, I could watch the entire scene in the mirror while he fucked me from behind. As I bent forward, I arched my back & spread my legs wide exposing my ass, waiting for his big black dick to penetrate me. My heart was pounding hard in my chest, I was filled with such a mixture of nerves & excitement, I knew from our previous encounters that my ass was about to take a serious pounding. I both wanted it, and feared it at the same time. Initially, I could feel Dean sliding his big dick just outside my pussy, rubbing it back & forth, making me wet with anticipation. His dick was feeling so good already, I couldn’t wait to feel him in my ass. I could feel his body weight lean back & he began to finger my ass, while his dick was beginning to probe in & out of my pussy, digging deeper & deeper inside me with a nice rhythmic motion. As he was grinding his dick deeper into my cunt, his fingers were probing my ass more forcefully. I love being filled both ways, it is such an incredable erotic feeling, the sensation of having him stimulate my ass & pussy simultaneously was so unbelievably sensuous. So hot! Dean’s dick is a long thick shaft which he would pull almost all of the way out, then grind deep into my pussy. His large black hands firmly held my hips, pulling me back onto his huge dick with each powerful thrust.

I began to moan, just the size of him, and depth of his probing dick were nearly making me dizzy. He grabbed my hair, pulling my head back as he rode me, turning my head to the side, so I could watch his long black dick slamming into my white ass. He had absolutely no mercy on me. As I moaned, he would demand I shut up, telling me to be quiet, that he did not want to hear me, and that I could not cum until he said so. It was so hard not to release a moan while I was taking such an incredibly erotic beating. His fucking goes on forever, thrusting first from one direction, then another, moving his angle slightly for a different feel & effect, slow long strokes, then a faster, harder, deeper pounding. He was riding me hard, raising one of his legs up & using the bathtub for leverage, slamming himself deeper into my ass with such force that I could feel his balls slapping up against my clit making me hotter & hotter. It was so wild, the whole visual, watching him ride me hard from behind, seeing his long, shiny black dick totally disappear into my white ass. Just the memory of it is making me hot! His endurance is seemingly endless, thrusting & pounding into me. I couldn’t handle the intensity of him & began to climax.

As he heard my breathing change and my moaning, he began to slap me. “Are you cumming? I told you I would tell you when you could cum! Don’t you dare fucking cum, you slut! You wait till I tell you to cum!” He began violently fucking me, thrashing at me, tearing my ass, spanking hard, my breasts, my back, my stomach, anywhere he could reach. My body was flinching from the slaps. He grabbed my hair again, pulling my head back sharply, slamming his dick into me as forcefully as he could, tearing me up. It was so hot! My pussy was throbbing, I was already breaking into an orgasm. It was nearly impossible to pull back. His forceful dick, the sting of his hand meeting my flesh, his angry raised voice, being called a slut, all intensified the erotic passion for me. I was in total overload my body was enjoying the sexual intensity, the volatility of it, but consciously I was trying to obey him, to do as he commanded. The slapping had both frightened & excited me further, but it was enough of a sting to pay attention & assure that I would obey his commands, pulling me back from orgasm.

When he realized I was out of it, he slowed his pace, and rode me with less violence, but maintaining that deep forceful penetration. We watched in the mirror as my body rocked against his thrusts, my breasts swinging beneath me as he pounded himself into my ass, the redness of my skin from his erotic slapping, his dark brown skin against mine, his large dark hands holding my hips as he grind himself into me. Finally, after a long, harsh anal session, he allowed me to orgasm with him. He leaned forward & began to stimulate my clit. I was so ready. I began squeezing & tightening my ass on his dick, milking it as tightly as I could while he pounded himself into me until I cold feel his big black dick throbbing in my ass, releasing all that cum. Absolute heaven.

Miss Linda Jane Hastewell was in near shock. She could not believe how she had come to find herself in her current most un-lady-like predicament and circumstance. She was nude. Tied to a tree about the waste and shoulders with her hands pulled above her head and her clothes in shorn rags about her; strips of them still hanging about her pale lithe form. Sweat rolled off her porcelain skin, thankfully shielded from the hot tropical sun of the African rain-forest by a canopy of dense trees. Ms. Linda Jane Hastewell of number 44 Stupton Street Bracefront, London, could only recall with dream-like haze the series of events which had led up to her desperate situation. She, herself a graduate of Queen Victoria's own prestigious Regal Academy for Young Ladies of Reputable Station, was bound and helpless deep in a lost jungle of the Dark Continent, alone, exposed, and vulnerable. The events of the past week floated through her mind in a kaleidoscopic blur. Sir John Reginald Lipton, her beloved finance had sent her an urgent telegram to come join her finally on one of his adventures, this time researching floral oddities in the deep African jungle. It had been months since they had been together and now she was not only to see him but at last to join him on one of his exciting and mysterious trips. She followed his direction to the letter, traveling by steamship first to Gibraltar and then to the coast of West Africa and from there by train and finally up stream by canoe with a few other naturalists to a remote region of the last civilized outpost. There the old man who guided her spoke no English but had John Reginald's seal and a letter telling her to trust him, that he loved her and missed her and that whatever fate befell them, they would be together. She had obeyed his instructions to the letter, talking to no one along the way and being sure to bring only those items were of absolutely necessity and, oddly, his strict insistence she drink the potion. She could only be grateful that, against her better judgment, she had taken the potion offered by her guide earlier that day to protect her against the biting flies and swarming insects. She had right away noticed its effects in her racing pulse and the sweet scent that her perspiration gave off; a scent said to repel the pestering flies. She had swallowed the sour smelling pungent liquid in one long gulp just as instructed before leaving the last village on a hike to rendezvous with her beloved John Reginald, the eccentric but dashing explorer.

But now Linda Jane Hastewell tugged futilely at her bonds, bewildered at how she had ended up where she now was or how long she had been there. Here she was, a proper Victorian young lady, helpless and trapped. She stifled the urge to scream not knowing what jungle beast might be lurking. She kicked with her untied legs to no avail. Her slender limbs held taught by the rough cord of the natural vine rope, the smooth bark of the ancient tree brushing against her soft skin. Her short cropped red hair soaked with jungle moisture and from her own fear and excitement. Her bare breasts, porcelain white and slick with dripping sweat, were for the first time exposed to the harsh light and air of the outside. And as for her private parts, she could already feel the air against her womanhood as well as the evaporating moisture clinging to her soft pubic hair. She felt humiliated. It was then that she had the most peculiar and singular sensation. She felt warm and flush all over and her head swam for a moment, then cleared. It was most odd, similar to that which she felt when she had first swallowed the potion hours…or was it days?, earlier. Despite her discomfort she felt herself relaxed some. Just then however, her heart jumped…for her ears heard the unmistakable sound of drums…

In the distance how far she could not be sure, drums were beating. A deep THOOM BOOM THOOM sounded. Her breath became quick and she tugged useless at her bonds, not sure why the sound filled her with such anxiety. THOOM BOOM THOOM they echoed. And then, there before her, so suddenly did he appear that she her voice caught in her throat. He was unlike any man Miss Linda Jane Hastewell had ever seen…a tall, muscular, black skinned native…naked as Adam. THOOM BOOM THOOM went the drums. And before she could fully appreciate the true gravity of her dilemma she froze as her eyes beheld another site; the enormous male member between his bare muscled thighs. Like a thick black rope, his penis hung. A dangerous ebony snake swinging between two trees, she thought. THOOM BOOM THOOM went the drums. His face was painted red and white and his head was clean-shaven. His face was passive and his dark shadowy muscles gleamed with sweat. Her instinct was to scream, but something was preventing her, not as if her voice were frozen, but strangely as if her mind were. She felt hot with fever too and she felt her body shake as the dark man moved toward her with knowing strides. No, oh no, he means to take me! She thought to herself. Already she saw his penis swelling in size in a manner she would not have believed possible. THOOM BOOM THOOM the drums rang. Linda Jane had only in her entire life seen one other erect penis, that of John Reginald, on those occasions when she was naughty when, being engaged to him, she had deemed it proper to indulge him and thus conceded to his wanton desires. The occasions had been the most exciting times of her life and were but one of many reasons she adored and obeyed him. But now here this animal black savage was approaching her, poised to ravage her with his enormous black tool. She stared at his cock, eyes gaping and heard herself gasp. She new from late night slumber party chats with her closest girl friend confidants, that John Reginald's was large, but this was too big still, surely? The savage's erection was so thick and it's head so big…too big...she thought, it would hurt her, he was going to penetrate her, she just knew it. He was going to take her, she was sure of it. THOOM BOOM THOOM. This huge thick black skinned manhood was going to enter her right here and now with that monster and there was nothing Linda Jane could do to prevent it. He would force her right there against this tree.

THOOM BOOM THOOM reverberated in her ears. Had they gotten louder? Why was it so much hotter now? She was drenched in sweat as the man's dark skinned hands grabbed hold of her, she turned her head away in disgust, and squeezed her eyes shut, uttering unheeded squeals of protest. THOOM BOOM THOOM she heard. She tried to will herself to pass out, to block what was happening, but somehow something was preventing her, something was forcing her to be wide awake. The savage black pushed himself relentless against her naked white body, his warm flesh somehow cool against hers. THOOM BOOM THOOM the jungle sounded. What was he doing? Was he smelling her? His face was against hers, then against the slender nape of her neck, then in her hair and down her chest, lingering around her cleavage, tasting her with his whole mouth. His hands tore away the remnants of her remaining clothes, rubbing them onto his face as he did. THOOM BOOM THOOM rang out. He was inhaling deeply, over and over and his breath became deeper and louder. His large hands groped the soft white skin of her sweaty breasts, feeling them roughly, touching her in a way no man before had ever except her beloved. But here she was no exposed and helpless her flesh being pawed and grabbed by another man, and a beastly black man at that. Still, she could only squirm under his strength, her arms pinned high above her. THOOM BOOM THOOM went the drums. Surely they were louder now?

She tried to hold her legs together, but she was too weak and they were too slick from the oil of her sweat mixed with the jungle moisture. THOOM BOOM THOOM. "No…" she managed to cry out finally. THOOM BOOM THOOM the pounding sound vibrated in her chest…teasing her nipples. He was too strong and his weight pressed against her. That ebony shaft fiercely aimed at her like a weapon. The man's hardness jutted into her belly, poking her abdomen, slipping between the sweaty flesh of her pressed thighs it was like a large pipe she thought, so hard and stiff, unyielding and unbending. THOOM BOOM THOOM the sound pounded, filling her. Her head sang with it. THOOM BOOM THOOM. Miss Linda Jane Hastewell, held tightly in place by the ropes, then did the most unexpected and most unladylike of things, much to her own surprise and utter disbelief. She opened her legs.

Our first meeting occurred in the hotel bar. Dean had flown to Boston to see me and I was so exited to meet him after all of our conversations both online, as well as on the phone. He had told me to meet him in the bar at 7pm & to have his drink waiting for him, Grey Goose Vodka with 2 limes. I was so nervous! I can remember feeling such excitement & sexual tension. I had never been with an experienced dominant before. It had been so obvious from our many conversations that Dean was a highly sexual man, had experienced many women, and was someone that was very strong & confident in his role as a dom. I knew this weekend would be an experience unlike any I had ever had ever known before, and I was very anxious for it to begin.

I was waiting at the bar when I first saw him. I had turned around as he was descending the staircase. My first impression was that he was very tall, handsome & hot! He came to where I was sitting, greeting me with a kiss & sat on the next stool beside me. After all this time, wondering about what he would be like & fantasizing about him since we had first made contact, it was a relief to finally meet and feel the touch of his leg brushing against my bare leg as we sat together, or to feel that warmth of his large hand sliding up the inside of my thigh. We had so many preliminary talks on the phone that I immediately felt comfortable with him. Now I just couldn’t wait to feel his big black dick inside of me. We had a couple of drinks together & he asked me to his room. I knew I was in for an unbelievable fucking.

From the bar, Dean led me down the hall to the hotel elevator. We stepped into the glass enclosure and as soon as the doors closed behind us, he ordered me to turn around & face the back wall, which was totally made of glass overlooking the expansive lobby below, as well as having a full open view of each floor we passed. Dean quickly lifted my skirt, demanding I bend forward and separate my legs totally exposing my ass for him. As the elevator began to ascend the 14 floors to his room, he spanked my ass harder & harder, loud, sharp, forceful thwacks against my ass, as I squirmed & squealed totally embarrassed at the idea that all the people in the lobby & the floors we were passing could see my initial acts of submission to him. It was totally hot and only the beginnings of a great weekend to come.

When we finally arrived in his suite, he told me to wait in the living room, as he went into the bedroom. He returned with something, but I could not see what it was. He told me to remove my skirt. I stepped out of my skirt standing before him in only sweater & high heels. He told me to spread my legs so he could look at my pussy. I felt so awkward, not knowing what to expect. He bent over to examine my pussy, opening my pussy lips & probing his long fingers inside. He told me it looked like I had a deep pussy & sent me into the bedroom & told me to wait just inside the doorway. I waited for a moment for him to return. He instructed me to remove my sweater & bra & then close my eyes. When I did so, I could feel a soft fabric covering my eyes & he tightened the blindfold securely. Being a totally inexperienced submissive, I began to feel very nervous, my heart was racing. He told me to outstretch my arms for him with my wrists together. He bound my wrists tightly & raised my arms over my head, securing them above me.

I could hear him opening drawers & moving about the suite. When he returned, I could feel the presence of his large frame in front of me, then felt such incredable sensations as began pinching & twisting my nipples very sharply, rolling my nipples between his strong fingers sending tingles all over my body. Then with one final twist, he pulled my nipples hard & I felt the sudden pinch of very tight clothes pins clamped to the tips of my nipples. It had been a long time since I had been clamped, and the clamps were very new, and very tight. The pain was so intense, almost too intense in that moment.

I began squirming & moaning from the clamping, until Dean sharply demanded I be quiet. I heard another drawer close & felt the stinging thwack of a flogger against my back. He whipped my entire body, my legs, my ass, my stomach, my breasts, I was getting hotter & hotter from the intense stimulation to my nipples & his flogging, then he demanded I spread my legs, exposing my pussy for him, and he began to whip my soaking wet pussy. I was wild, I was so ready to be fucked. I could not wait for his dick. Could not wait!

Finally, he released the overhead restraint and led me across the room, he sat on the foot of the bed & pushed me to my knees. He removed my blindfold & right in front of me was his a very, very long, thick black dick. It looked so good. I knew this one was going to be a killer. He held my head & pushed my mouth down over his long shaft, it was so incredable, this giant black dick in my mouth! I began licking & sucking the head & down the shaft, trying to force it deep down my throat. It was so much fun sucking & slurping. But Dean was not satisfied, I could not take the whole thing. So he pulled me up & knelt me on the bed. I knelt on all fours on the end of the bed, arched my back & spread my legs so he could take my pussy. I felt the big head of his dick begin to penetrate me and he just went in deeper & deeper. He has the biggest damn dick, it was incredible, he had no mercy. He just kept pounding me forcefully, fucking me with long strokes in & out, moving his dick around, stimulating my clit. He fucked me everywhere, he pulled me to a standing position & walked me to the outside wall, he pushed me up against the cold wall, my entire body chilled & he began pumping me hard, slamming his dick into me from every conceivable angle.

As I said, Dean is very creative sexually, he has a very fertile mind, he took us all over the room fucking me in every possible position. At one point, he was lying on the bed and had me straddled on top of him, with me facing his feet. He was making me ride his dick & lean forward, exposing my ass to him. Then he began penetrating my ass with one finger... then two... then 3! I was so hot for him, I was absolutely wild! I love taking it both ways simultaneously, it is so incredable, such an unbelievable sensation in my pussy and my clit rubbing against him, his fingers stimulating my ass. Unreal!! I could fuck him forever. Then suddenly he told me he was ready to fuck my ass. I raised myself up off of him & he mounted me from behind with his huge dick! His dick was so intense. I love having my ass fucked & Dean’s dick is so big & so long. I love that sensation of pain/pleasure when a man is unusually well endowed. I like to be pushed just beyond my comfort zone, taking that little bit extra pain so that my partner derives more pleasure. I wanted to push my limits for him. It is almost a need for me.

He began riding me hard, digging his dick deeper & deeper into my ass. I was taking such an ass beating, and he was showing no signs of mercy, when suddenly, I felt everything moving, and we capsized together onto the floor. The entire head of the bed went up into the air & we tumbled onto the carpet below! I landed with my head & shoulders on the floor & my ass still up in the air. And of coarse Dean, never missing an opportunity, yelled for me to not move. He moved about the room, assessing the situation, deciding how best to fuck me. It was such a funny situation we could not stop laughing. Finally Dean decided upon his strategy, mounting himself in the air above me, using the dresser as leverage for his feet, and resting his upper body on the foot of the bed. This time the pressure was unbelievable, I was literally upside down & he was fucking me backwards, jamming his huge dick deep into my ass with all of his body weight heaving in & out, slamming me with all his strength unto he finally came. I can say with out question he is the best, most fun fuck I have ever had.

My hubby and I started swinging at a fairly young age. He loves to watch and we often have threesomes with male friends or we find someone new and interesting for me.

Several years ago I had my first interracial swing and I loved the moment. But we live in an area with few black residents. My chance to play with a black man or couple (Yes I’m bi!) is very limited. We mostly have to enjoy IR play when we vacation or travel for business. Last spring we spent three wonderful days at a well-known nudist resort. I spent the days reading in the sun, darkening my salon tan, swimming and just enjoying some free time. In the evenings we would have a later dinner and slip into the hot tub to mix with other nudists, always with an eye for potential swinging playmates to put a real climax to our evening. The second day I spotted a real hunky looking older black man in the nightclub. I got that itch! I just HAD to have that man in my bed, in my cunt. I KNEW he had a big dick because I saw him around the pool. His large thick member dangling between his thighs, bouncing on his big black balls when he’d strut his beefcake around for all the white women to view. He was 60 if a day and I wanted this mature black fuck master’s dick real bad. I wanted to feel his balls tighten up and hose my cunt with his seed.

With my husband’s encouragement I walked over and asked if he’d like some company. I hopped on the barstool next to his and brushed his big black hand as I placed my drink next to his beer. We soon made our way to the dance-floor. I pressed my 38DD’s into his broad chest. He cupped my ass and pulled me tight to his crotch so he could impress me with the feel of his thickening tool on my belly. We did some real dirty dancing. I was sure I’d made it plain I wanted his cock and wanted it bad.

Soon my new friend, John, asked if I’d like to go slip into the hot tub. So we went out and stripped, dropping our clothes by the edge of the tub, we slipped into the swirling waters and into each other’s arms, kissing passionately. When we broke the kiss I noticed my husband was already in the spa talking to another couple but he definitely noticed me with my new dark fudge friend. We made small talk, played some feel up games with each other and were again kissing deeply when my husband walked over. “ Hey, baby, I’m going to the room to shower….. bring your new friend if he wants to party”, he said.

We watched my husband walk away and John asked if he was serious. “ We could go to your room if you prefer”, I said. “ No, that’s kool, I like taking a white woman while her white hubby watches what a black man can do for her”, John told me.

We got out of the spa and walked nude, clothes over our arms, to my room. John had his big black hand on my hot ass while we walked across the pool area in sight of many other guests. Everyone at the pool knew I was about to get black fucked. I smiled at several of the other white women as we passed. So did John. The door had not even closed as John shoved his tongue in my mouth and grabbed my pussy slipping a fat finger up my dripping hole. Being naked probably saved having my panties torn off as he worked his thumb on my clit and pumped his middle finger up me. In seconds I shuddered my first cum on his finger and sank to my knees to use my mouth to adore his handsome dark tool.

John grabbed my head and moaned as I opened my mouth and tried to get his fat knobbed dick in my mouth. I could barely get around it as it quickly swelled to proportions I had not imagined possible. It was wonderful. So thick and the veins popped out as it throbbed in my mouth. John shoved it into my face as far as I could take it, gagging me. “ Suck it, baby, he commanded”. He didn’t have to tell me. I wanted his dick and would do almost anything to get it. I’m not the best cocksucker but I’d try if it meant he’d fuck me with it.

I noticed my husband as he came from the shower. He sat in the chair by the bed, his little prick getting hard instantly as he watched me suck this black stud's huge fuck tool. I licked the shaft, sucked on his nut bag, nibbled the cock knob and just kept moaning as I tried to get him so ready to impale me on this massive ebony sword. John picked me up and dropped me gently on the bed. He dove between my legs and tongued my already sloppy cunt. John licked my clit and reamed my pussy with his hard hot tongue. “ Are you ready for me baby”, he asked. “God”, I replied, “ YES! FUCK ME!” John rubbed his huge tool up and down my pussy slit. The head glistened with my juices as it flipped over my clit, driving me to the edge of a big cum. John knew what he was doing and I’m sure he’d fucked lots of white pussy. “Baby, beg for my big black dick…. You want it bad don’t ya baby”… John teased me. “ PLEASE JOHN FUCK ME WITH THAT HUGE BLACK COCK!” I whimpered. He grabbed his cunt reamer and shoved hard. “ OH GOD” I cried, “you’re so fucking BIG!” “Damn, it feels good in the hot cunt baby” John said.

I heard my husband groan slightly and I knew he’d busted his nut jerking off watching me. John smiled at me and started to pump into me. With each stroke the full length of his cock, pulling it out the rim of his dick knob and then slamming back into me. Each time I felt his shaft sink in I arched my back to meet his thrust but he’d slam me back into the bed. Grunting he fucked me, talking to me, making me say things while he fucked me. “ Tell your husband how much bigger my cock is” John commanded. I obeyed. “Honey, John’s cock is so much bigger than yours! Don’t you love watching John fuck me! I’m gonna cum on John’s huge fucking cock, honey!” “Yea, man and I’m gonna dump a big load of my black man’s seed up your wifey’s sopping wet fuck hole” John told my husband. I looked over and his little dick was still drooling his cum and it was getting hard again. I smiled at him and he smiled back as John pounded me into the mattress.

It was not long and I knew John would cum and hose my cunt with his hot creamy nut milk. I thought he was close when he grabbed my hips and tossed me on my belly, ramming his prick up my cunt while I was kneeling and looking at my husband. This gorgeous hunky fuck stud was pounding my white married ass with his wonderful black cock. John would slow and speed up his strokes, making me cum at his whim. I could not control myself, he owned my pussy and was using it for his pleasure. He was so fucking good and so good fucking me. “Hey, man, let your wife suck that little thing while I fuck her with my big black cock” John told my husband. I gobbled up hubby’s little prick and John went nuts pumping it to me.

He grunted and I felt his cock swell again and his balls press my pussy lips. My husband shot a little gob of his cum in my mouth and he sank back into the chair. John erupted, blasting my insides with a cup of his hot semen. I felt it shoot way up inside my belly. I had a fleeting thought of how he’d surely breed a fertile woman with a blast like that up her womb. But I could just enjoy it and I loved it.

John fucked me for over an hour and dumped two huge wads of spunk in my pussy. When it was time to call it an evening I got off the bed and his spunk flowed down both of my thighs. John reached between my legs and got a gob of our drooling love juice on his hand. He licked his fingers and said "Did you think a man my age could still fuck like that, baby”.

A minute after John left my husband shoved his prick in my sloppy cunt and in three strokes he squirted off again inside me but I could not feel it as I lay there enjoying the stretched feeling from John’s wonderful thick black man’s cock!

This was shortly before the Internet really took off in the late 90s. Since that time I have been drawn to sites that talk about women who love men with large cocks and particularly black ones like Dark Cavern. Over time looking at the pictures of white women giving head to those enormous cocks I began to realize I could never measure up to those monsters that often seemed at least twice my size and my place is on my knees servicing those big cocks. I placed a couple of ads in the Dark Cavern (in the Washington DC area) and I had several suitors that wanted to introduce me to my first black cock.

I was looking for someone that would use me like a slut and really direct me as part of my turnon is being submissive to that big black cock. I chose a guy that seemed pretty forceful via e-mail (actually he chose me by telling me to get my slut ass over there and on me knees to suck his big black cock).

He lives near where I work so we arranged to meet for lunch one afternoon where he would be serving me a big helping of cock. On my drive over my stomach was flipping and I almost turned around a couple of times. The guy had a nice townhouse and I pulled into his drive way and went to the front door. I had been fantasizing about this for a long time, but I felt it was time to introduce my lips to the real thing.

I knocked on the door and a tall 6-4 bald black guy answered the door and said,"come on in slut". My little cock spang to attention. He closed the door and snapped his fingers,"On your knees my little cock sucker." I did what I was told and got down on my knees in front of him and pulled his sweat pants down as he directed. Out sprang an enormous cock that was at least the 9 inches he had promised and thicker than mine. Pictures don't do a large cock like that justice. To call what he had and what I had both cocks doesn't seem right. There should be two different names or something.

He slapped me in the face a little with his big cock and teased me about being a little cock sucker. First he had me lick his balls for a while and then he ordered me to suck his cock and I have to admit I greedily began to lick over his head and up and down his shaft. When he told me to deep throat him, I gagged some and tears were coming out of my eyes a little. "Choke on it like a good bitch", was his repsonse as he laughed at my attempts of sucking my fist cock. After a few minutes he started getting worked up and began grabbing my hair forcefully and face fucking me. "Here it comes you white cum puppy", he barked as he began to cum in my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could but a little dribbled out and he yelled to lick it up and lick his cock clean which I did. I thanked him for feeding me lunch and then he told to me to get the fuck out, but be ready if he needs me again.

I'm still looking for a couple to serve as their clean-up boy in the Washington DC area or if a lady just wants to see her man get a blow job from a good looking white guy let me know.

Now my husband is a very understanding man and not jealous at all. I love him very much but he knows hes not very well equipped at just over 5 inches and that most women enjoy looking at pictures of men with larger that average penises. A few days later the conversation came up again and he admitted he'd like to watch me with a guy who had a huge cock. Now my husband assumed If I were actually going to go through with this that I'd choose a white guy. In all the adult videos we rented most all the guys were white (until that night he brought home that interracial one) so the subject of black guys really never came up.

Well since he admitted to me about wanting to see me with another man I figured now is a good a time as any to tell him about my fantasies about black men. He got this look of both disbelief and excitement... kind of hard to describe LOL. He said he had a feeling that over the years, watching those videos that I liked looking at well endowed men (he just didn't realize they were black LOL)

Anyway, after we decided to find a guy to meet, we were going to place an ad for our local area but for several reasons (mostly fear of being seen - we live in a small town) we decided I would try to meet someone on our vacation to Florida. It seemed much safer... no chance of being discovered plus a bigger area meaning more black guys to choose from LOL ;) I also decided that if I was going to through with this that I wanted to experience the biggest black cock I could get. I wanted to try one of those 12 inch monsters you read about and see on the internet. I realize those are hard to find (no pun intended) lol so I had my ad read 10 inches plus. I posted it on DARK CAVERN and was so overwhelmed with responses I didn't know where to start.

I finally narrowed the field down to 3 guys and made my selection from there. His name was Leon and he had a true 11 inch dick! He wasn't in Orlando where we would be vacationing but he was close to it. After a few weeks of phone calls back and forth the stage was set... my heart raced with anticipation! After arriving in Orlando, we checked into a Disney hotel and took the rest of that day to relax and unwind. Next morning came. My husband wanted to be there with me to watch and video but someone had to take the kids to the theme parks as they were too young to go alone so my husband took them out for the day. I had faked a stomach ache and said I wasn't feeling well and that daddy would have to go with them... and that was our cover.

After they left I got on the phone and called Leon, gave him the hotel name and room number and told him the coast was clear so just come on up. He said he'd be there in a half hour and for me to relax (he must have realized I was nervous as hell LOL). After we hung up I had a drink to loosen up a little and sat in the room and waited. Finally a knock at the door. I went over, opened it up and invited him in. He said hello and gave me a hug. I told him everything was fine... they were gone and wouldn't be back for hours. I offered him a drink and we sat on the bed and talked. He was a real gentleman and made me feel at ease right from the start. My nervousness had suddenly disappeared and was replaced by eager anticipation as I now started to get a little brave and took a peek at his crotch area as we talked. I saw a bulge that (no lie) must have been halfway down his leg!! Oh my god! I thought :)

We talked a few minutes more then started to kiss and undress. I sat back on the bed naked as I watched him remove his shirt then his pants. Now ladies, let me tell you something: I prepared for this moment by reading stories, looking at pictures and watching videos, all of which helped, But nothing prepared me for the moment he pulled his pants down and I was staring at the biggest black cock I've ever seen! Not on a video but right here a few inches away from my face! My jaw just absolutely hit the floor!

He smiled at me and said... go on.. you can touch it. I grabbed ahold of that thing with my hand and stroked it as I was in absolute awe of this man's cock! He joked with me and said "a little bigger that your husband's huh?" Not even stopping to look up as I couldn't take my eyes off this thing I burst out laughing and said "yea... LOL... just a little" :) We both had a good laugh at my husband's expense as I had told Leon from our talks on the phone earlier that my husband was only 5 inches.

Now here I am a married mother of 2, typical "soccer mom" church going wife (yes I go to church - believe it or not LOL) holding a huge black cock in my hand that is not only twice the size of my husband's but makes my husband's look like a little boys dicky LOL :) I began thinking maybe it was for the best that my husband wasn't there because If he had been standing naked next to Leon it would have made him feel so inadequate and embarrased especially if I couldn't control my laughter as I compared his cock to Leon's.

I began sucking Leon's cock, barely being able to get his oversize cockhead in my mouth. There was no way I could possibly attempt to deep throat Leon and he know it and was understanding about it. He was content letting me experiment with and enjoy my first black cock and I LOVED IT!! As much as I wanted to taste a black man's cum, what I really wanted was to feel that big whopper inside me!

By now my pussy was dripping wet just waiting to try this huge black snake. I laid back, opened my legs and Leon slid in about 7 or 8 inches of that massive fuckpole of his inside me. OH WHAT A FEELING!!!! he took his time moving around and adjusting my body till he worked all 11 inches in me. MY GOD!!! The length and girth were unbelieveable! IT FELT SO FUCKING GOOD! My pussy had never experienced anything that fantastic! We rocked back and forth on the bed for what seemed like an hour. I lost count of the orgasms I had... but it had to be at least 3! He said he was going to come and I told him to go ahead and shoot inside me as I am on the pill. He picked up the pace, moving faster with each stroke, by now I was in seventh heaven!!! All I remember was feeling this huge warm gush deep inside me. It felt like a firehose going off! MY GOD!!

We collapsed in each other's arms... trying to catch our breath, and finally just started laughing. "So how did u like your first black cock?" he said. I was speechless... now I know what they mean by once black... never go back LOL. We fucked 3 more times that afternoon and then he had to go. We've stayed in touch and when we go back down this summer I definitely plan on seeing Leon again.

Well there you have it. My first experience that started me on black men. My only regret is.... you guessed it..... I wish I would have started sooner ;)

As a long time reader of Coco's wonderful Dark Cavern site, I have finally made time to begin to write the saga of my wife "D" and her long time love of black men and black sexing. I will be sending periodic installments of her many exploits from before we met and in the over 26 years since. Now let me get this straight from the beginning. My wife and are madly in love and though she loves sex, she is a very classy, respected professional lady. But she does have a very sexual side, which I will relate in the upcoming installments.

WE MEET/COLLEGE DAYS

We met in 1977 and had sex on our first night together. We could tell right away that we really cared for each other. On our third date, D. told me that she had something very important to tell me. I worried that maybe she cared for another guy or that she found sex with me to be less than what she had hoped for. Now at the time, she was only 24 and I was 27. She told that when she was in college (only a few years before), she had been with many guys. I said, "OK", but she went on to tell me that these were black guys. I told her that not only did it not bother me, but that it turned me on and that all I asked is that she would tell me all about her experiences! So began over 26 years of black sexing. I would benefit from her years of experience and it also allowed me to enjoy her company and though my less than average size white cock may not please her completely, we began to have an understanding. The understanding would be that we would be together, but that she would always also have black lovers. That was hundreds of men and many episodes ago.

She had lived in dorm which was most occupied mostly by young black guys. She had been a virgin when she arrived at the college, but she soon lost it to a white guy and the experience was totally unsatisfactory. She then began "dating" black guys and her life changed forever!

She basically then just moved onto the men's floor. She used the men's bathroom for showering and for her toilet needs. The black guys would walk around naked and she would fuck them in their rooms, in the men's room, in her room and sometimes with her roommate, who had also developed a taste for black cock. She actually would use the stalls on any every day basis and the guys would be in the stalls next to her. She fucked many of them while on the toilet and actually in the urinal once or twice! She routinely showered in the large shower room where she would be surrounded by naked young black studs.

She would see certain guys alone, or fuck them in groups. My wife is a very smart lady, and she managed to barely attend any classes during her first semester and still make the Dean's List!

MILKINGS

One of her favorite things were "Milkings". She would have one or more black guys get on their hands and knees while on the bed. She would get behind them and then using oil, begin to slowly milk their cocks into a small bucket, which she kept by her bed. The guys would grunt and cum into the bucket and then she would have the next guy do the same - sometimes each guy would cum more than once. She still does this to me every once in a while and I love it! Of course the bucket does not get anywhere near as full as when she was in college!

She probably fucked over a hundred guys in college and many of them, many times over.

I got married to a regular white guy right out of high school and to make ends meet I got a job at a diner and my hubby told me to wear tight tops and before I knew it I was making friends with all the guys that came in. Wearing the tight tops made the tips bigger. One of the guys that kept stopping in was a young black truck driver from Chicago. He was very good looking.

One day I accidentally brushed up against him and I couldn’t believe that his cock was that big. I thought he must have been hard from looking at my tits in my tight sweater. The next time he came into the dinner I was ready to find out. When he was ready to leave, I asked him if he would look at my car because it was slow starting. We went outside and looked under the hood of my car. He got behind me and rubbed his big cock against me. I couldn’t wait to see it. I asked him if he wanted to sit in my car with me and he did. He no sooner sat down and he took his cock out and told me to stroke it. I couldn’t believe it, it looked like it was twice the size of my husband’s. Cum was oozing out of the head. I had to lick the head to get a taste of his cum. I was hooked. I couldn’t stop licking and sucking on it. It drove me crazy that he wouldn’t cum. It was so good and yet I wanted the cum, all of his black seed. I made a date to meet him the following Saturday. He knew what I wanted. I couldn’t wait for that day to come. I sucked and fucked my husband every night fantasizing about my first black cock. My husband thought I was becoming a nympho, the way that I was cumming and sucking his cum.

Finally, Saturday arrived, I met him in the parking lot by Sears and we left my car and he took me to his apartment. When he took me in his arms and kissed me I almost came. He undressed me and my pussy was screaming for his big black cock. When he took his pants off I finally got to see the whole thing. I was on my knees so fast that I couldn’t believe what I was doing. It was so big. I sucked and jerked him off at the same time. He told me to get on the bed and get on top of his big black cock and ride him like a bitch. I couldn’t stop and he knew I was a bitch in heat. When he got ready to cum he told me to get off and suck him dry. I loved it. I was hooked and he knew it. What a way to get broken in. I will never forget that day.

Amber Love

First though, a little background on me: I had discovered my curiosity about black men first in college. Myself and a few girlfriends of mine were sitting around one night swapping stories about the various guys we were dating and who was good in bed etc...when the subject of dating black guys came up. To be honest I never really thought of it all as I had only dated white guys and was pretty much satisfied with that.

As we sat around and talked further, some of the girls mentioned cock size and how black guys' cocks were much larger than white guys. Now I had read magazines like Playgirl and seen other guys' cocks before and really never noticed much of a difference but one of the girls there, Sharon, dated black guys and insisted it was true. She said the black guy she was currently dating had 10 inches and the feeling of fucking him was unbelieveable!

A dozen questions rushed through my mind I wanted to ask her but (I'm basically a shy person) decided to wait till the convo broke up and the other girls left.

Later that night I went to visit Sharon and told her I was curious and wanted to know more. She showed me some pictures of black guys that she had and of their huge cocks. I couldn't believe my eyes! They looked twice the size of white guys. Now here was the fork in the road...LOL.

She had asked me if I wanted to go on a date with a friend of the guy she was dating. I'd love to tell your readers that I did and we fucked all night but the truth is I was too nervous and told her no. I went back to my room, went to bed, and fantasized about those big black cocks.

That was 20 years ago and I've regretted not taking her up on her invite ever since. A few months after that, I met my future husband, got married and had a family. Ever since that day, I'd always wanted to experience one of those big black monster cocks and when I discovered your site a while back my dream came true on a family vacation to central Florida.

(Part 2 to follow........)

We thought we had something really hot. He met all the criteria specified in our AD. He spoke with my wife MS. B the whole weekend. I was in NYC and also Cleveland DEC 12th - 15th.

They talked on AOL I M, Yahoo I M, the phone, plus several e-mails and exchange of photos. Several hours of conversation. She guessed 25 to 30+ hours in four days. He read our Yahoo Profiles, all our links, texts and D C story, he also went to the suggested web site. http://www.biw,darksecret.com. Together they read some specific letters from cuckold couples and various editorials written by wives who were strictly reserved for Black. This lead to some very in depth conversation regarding the actual lifestyle addressed at Dark Cavern and BIW as we want to pursue it. They shared some ideas, ideals, principles, boundaries, knowledge, likes and dislikes. Talked a little about backgrounds, past relationships, experiences.

MS. B shared our thoughts on the ideal situation with a Superior Black Male and how he could become involved in our marriage. She expressed how he would be pampered, served and accepted and sometimes even worshiped, hee hee, I'm sure that is when she got a little nasty !! and maybe even a little hot and possibly a little wet. He implied that he was a very passionate lover and as a person he was honest, sensitive, caring and a potential contributing partner. Someone who could be a true enhancement to the two of us, something he had thought about for many years.

MS. B agreed that if we all clicked and nurtured a good relationship she would become his woman. She told him that I would be the willing, passive, submissive hubby who would maintain his individual independence except in the bedroom. That I would not have in any sexual privileges with her alone. He would be the acting husband in the bedroom concerning all sexual scenarios. There would be times they would want to be alone and times that would clearly involve me. Outside of the bedroom we would all be equal as friends. In a triad relationship we would all seek to explore with other REAL like-minded couples, Dark Cavern's Members and hopefully attend I R social events and get togethers. We certainly would want to play out all of our fantasies and roll play everything that has been discussed over the years.

So now, back to being DUPED.

He called a few more times throughout the week, I talked with him on a couple occasions and we both really opened up with each other. We got into some basic conversations about different scenarios and he expressed he would follow her lead and was very eager to meet. He has an extremely busy schedule during the holiday season. Employed at both a part time and a full time job, hard worker 100 POINTS!! We understood his situation and how hectic it is for him he said he was taking Saturday off and we suggested we would love to come meet him. If all clicked it would be great. We all agreed on the terms and was very confident that this was a match. VERY EXCITING !!!!

He told us that with his very hectic schedule he was lax in keeping his house clean. Our response was he should just chill, relax, that we would prepare meals and do all the domestic stuff around the house, not to worry. get some rest, get comfortable in his favorite chair, put his feet up. Don't be concerned about entertaining us, let's stay home and get to know each other and have some fun times. We can always go out and do things later on in the weeks ahead when his schedule gets back to normal. Having discussed all that, we made plans. Reservations to fly there to his place the following day, it was agreed that he would pick us up at the Airport, it is a 1hr 40min flight from Tampa to Nashville, we would arrive at about 9:40PM. he was arranging to get off work at 10:00pm and works right next to the airport so it would be just a short wait at the terminal.

We additionally agreed that if any one of us was uncomfortable and did not feel any good vibes or chemistry we would express it right away, no obligation meeting. The plan was we would stay at his place Fri and Sat night, leave early Sunday, he had to work.

"OH BOY" we are so Excited...... we met a GENUINE/HONEST PERSON who is into it. HE is Tall, Broad Shoulders, Good Looking, Hard worker and would even consider relocating after we established a solid relationship because he could very easily obtain employment here in Florida. He had said in a previous conversation that he was contemplating moving to a warmer climate, so this was ideal for him. We arranged for a dog sitter, packed our bags and of course had already made our plane reservations.......

Friday comes and goes we never heard a word from him, called his home several times, left messages, called his office voice mail and place of employment.... We did not hear from him until Sunday night, said he had an emergency. NOW REMEMBER, he had called our home several times at various different hours throughout the week, he knew that he could call us at anytime. NOT once did he stop to call.

We are really fed up with all the bullshitters, liars, wannabes, married unavailable men, cyber and web cam freaks that all say they really want to meet, express how open minded they are, AND DO NOTHING BUT WASTE OUR TIME. We understand this kind of relationship does not just happen overnight because you have had in depth conversation. We are very realistic and all understand it will be necessary that we will have to spend substantial time with each other, get to know each other. THIS IS THE GREATEST OPEN FORUM TO HONESTLY EXPRESS YOUR TRUE DESIRES AND FETISHES.

You can develop some very unique special friends and relationships here at Dark Cavern. On the Internet in general there are many liars, bullshitters, made up personalities, single people posing as couples, males poising as females.

IF YOU ARE SEEKING CYBER AND INTERNET RELATIONSHIP 'just say so'. IF IT'S ABOUT MEETING FACE TO FACE FOR REAL AND YOU HAVE EVERY INTENTION OF MEETING. 'just say so'. IF IT'S ABOUT BEING DISCREET BECAUSE OF YOUR CIRCUMSTANCES. 'just say so'. IF YOU ARE JUST WANTING TO TALK ABOUT INTERRACIAL SEX BECAUSE YOU ARE CURIOUS. "just say so".

You don't have to lie or lead someone on, be up front and honest, if you have no intentions of ever meeting the people you are talking to, Tell Them. If you want to remain anonymous let them know RIGHT FROM THE BEGINNING.

Well anyway read our AD and Profiles, we enjoy hearing from other like-minded, honest, genuine people.

I know a lot of kids dream of running away from home and joining the circus. When I was 17 I did just that. Nothing special I just sold programs. The guy that hired me (Ray) was black. I'd come from a very small midwest town and hadn't seen many black men. I was not a virgin and found myself drawn to this guy. He was much older then me (over 40) tall and a little rough looking and really black.

By the second day he invited me over to his apt. (we lived in small little rooms on a train.) Of course one thing led to another and soon I was naked in his bed. I just about flipped when he pulled his cock out, huge and knobby the first uncut cock I'd ever seen and I'd never seen anything so large.

It took time but he slowly worked it into me. All the time he fucked me I kept cumming over and over again and for the first time I felt a man cum inside me.. I'd always made my boyfriend back home wear a rubber but Ray wouldn't. He told me he was fixed so I had nothing to worry about.

For the next few weeks Ray fucked me almost every day. Then one night after work I dropped by and found Ray and another guy. Ray told me it was his brother Ron and he did look a lot like Ray. I stayed and we partied a bit, drank and smoked a little pot. I was high as a kite when I heard Ray ask Ron if he wanted to fuck me. Next thing I know Ron's got his cock in my pussy really pumping the shit out of me. It felt great but the room was spinning. I know both guys took turns fucking me several times and When I woke up the next morning my cunt was sore and a mess of dried and wet cum. I asked Ray what was up with it and he just said " what the fuck, you think we're going to break it or something?" Ron stayed and kept fucking me for several days and after that it seemed like Ray always had a "brother " or a "cousin" that as he put it "needed a little shot of white pussy". I was enjoying it but beginning to worry about getting pregnant. I knew all these guys couldn't be fixed and none of them would pull out or wear a condom. It was becoming a thing between Ray and I.

After a couple months of traveling around with the circus we stopped for shows in Louisiana. It seemed like all Ray and I did was fuck and fight and I was sure he was about to dump me. One weekend we got a couple of days off and Ray asked if I wanted to go to mardi gras. We were about a hundred miles away from New Orleans but Ray had a friend from there who'd give us a ride down. I ended up having to blow this truckdriver (Ray's friend) but we got there.

When we got in Ray made a call and another friend of his picked us up and took us to a party off bourbon street in a little two story black club. This guy was smooth as hell. Big and black and sexy. He started kissing on me, gave me a drink and started feeling my ass! I wasn't the only white person there but I didn't see many more white girls. The place reeked of pot and it seemed like everybody kept handing me a joint or a fresh drink. I also felt myself groped and touched from black hands that kept coming out of the crowd. I was wasted in almost no time.

I remember Ray telling me to meet him out front at midnight or I'd miss our ride. The circus was pulling out on monday and they wouldn't wait for me. Everything seemed surreal, almost like a dream. Men kept kissing me and then a black woman. About then I felt myself being led by the hand upstairs. I think it was the guy who brought us.

(To Be Continued)

Well on my 48th birthday, he told me he was taking me out and to wear only a large coat and nothing underneath. He gave me a hood with just the mouth and nose cutout, he said it was a surprise at where I was going. I had a feeling I knew what was in store for me and I felt a little nervous and scared but very hot at the prospect.

I don't know where we ended up, because I had to leave the hood on, that was the deal, but I remember walking into a room and there were a lot a voices and then he took off my coat and whispered happy birthday gang bang, have fun. There are 7 gentleman here who are going to please me in everyway.

Well it didn't take these guys long, I was kissing one while others were touching and squeezing my breasts. Fingers were probing my pussy and spreading my ass cheeks, I was layed on a bed and then a cock was put in my mouth, it was very large and I was having trouble getting it in my mouth.

I told them that I wanted them all to cum in my mouth first then they could do what they wanted. They all came and as I continued sucking I was told to mount one man and then one by one they screwed my ass and mouth. This went on with me having my mouth, pussy and ass filled at all times for a few hours.I was sore and filled with cum specially my ass.