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Louise's First Black Experience - Not Her Last!


Stephen and I have been married almost 8 years now. However, it didn't take long for the bloom to go off our marriage, or at least the sexual part of our marriage. Even with the limited experiences I had before marriage. I soon realized that Stephen was not exactly a great lover in bed. For one thing he tended to get off long before I had a chance to reach any kind of climax and for another his somewhat undersize equipment didn't exactly thrill me (5" and rather thin.) However, he is a good provider and very attentive and caring toward me, so I overlooked his shortcomings in this one area. I kept myself from getting sexually frustrated by an occasional workout with a black dildo my husband doesn't know I have.

I've also kept myself in good shape by physical work-out, swimming and dancing. At the ripe old age of 31 men still find my 34C-24-36 body and long blonde hair worthy of long lustful stares. But, as I said I've been faithful to Stephen during all the years of our marriage.

I suppose things might have gone along that way indefinitely if it hadn't have been for that fate-filled night several months ago. Every Tuesday I enjoyed going out with some of the gals from my office. Stephen had his bowling night each Thursday and agreed that it was only fair that I get a chance to enjoy myself without him once a week as well. Normally we'd just go out to dinner and have a few laughs. Sometimes a few drinks after dinner but really pretty harmless fun. This night however we made a quick stop for dinner that went to a night club that one of the girls had said was the "IN SPOT" in town. We all had a lot to drink and we even enjoying flirting with several guys at the club.

It was a mixed crowd and a couple of men kept glancing my way. In particular one black men kept giving me lustful glances. I'm not from the deep south or anything, yet the idea of a black man's attention seemed to peak my interest somehow. Later he came over to our table. He could see my wedding ring and told me what a wicked little teasing white wife I was. My friends and I just giggled and enjoyed doing some harmless flirting. Although several guys invited us to go home to their apartment with them, we were not looking for a "hot" night and just waived off their obvious bold attempts at a sexual rendezvous. After a few more drinks we called for a cab (as none of us were in a condition to drive.)

As we were waiting for the cab, we continued to chat about the men who were trying their hardest to "pick us up" ... sort of basking in the warmth of their attempts to seduce us as a kind of enjoyable compliment and ego trip for us. However, we all agreed that deep down we'd really like to make it with a black man some time. As fate would have it we were all pleasantly surprised when our cab driver turned out to be a very handsome black man. He appeared to be in his 30's, well built and well over 6' tall. With the boldness of the drinks in us and feeling like giddy schoolgirls, we spent the next half an hour with all four of us teasing the driver. We teased him not only by our innuendos but also by showing a considerable amount of leg and cleavage as we adjusted our bras and strightened the seams of our nylons, etc. We definitely had his attenetion as he kept glancing at us in his rear view mirror. He seemed really turned on by our behavior and kept joking that white girls like us never knew what we were missing until we had tried black. As each girl got dropped off he became a little bolder. By the time I was the last one in the car he became much more direct and I just knew that I at least wanted to kiss this handsome black stud. I jokingly said to him that the other girls had forgotten to give me their share of the Taxi Fare, and I just didn't know how I could possibly pay him. He knew exactly what I was getting at and pulled off into a quiet lane, stopped the taxi and looked me straight in the eyes. He asked if I was just a little cock-teaser or if I really wanted to become another white wife slut who feasted on black cocks. He was so arrogant and confident and so unlike my insecure hubby!! Something in me just melted with his masterful demeanor and I looked at him and nodded my head yes. That wasn't good enough for him and he forcefully told me, "Listen slut, I want to hear it. Do you want a real man. Say it."

I felt compelled to respond , "Yes, yes. I want you to take me and use me anyway you want."

He wanted plenty, I can tell you that for sure. He slowly slipped my dress and bra off me and then removed my panties. He made me keep my high heels, nylons and garter belt on. He kissed me and it sent an electric shock though me. His tongue was buried deep inside me and two of his long black fingers found their way into my wetted pussy. He dropped his pants and I gasped at a cock, nearly twice the size of my husband's. He rubbed it up against my pussy lips only twice before impaling that thick monster into my cunt. To say I'd never felt anything that big, that strong or that good inside me before would be a great understatement. It took me less than five minutes for my first big climax. He on the other hand had great staying power, fucking me for well over 30 minutes before depositing his first load inside me.

Over the next hour I was fucked again (this time once doggy style) and was forced to give him a blow job. There wasn't a part of the entire time that I didn't enjoy including when he made me lick his cock clean of the remaining cum that I hadn't already swallowed. While fucking me he enjoyed calling me many nasty names. In a sense I felt like a two bit whore, but at the same time I was excited by being his white slutty whore. Needless to say he was the best lover I'd ever had and whatever he wanted and however he wanted it was OK with me!

When he then dropped me home, he insisted that I pay him the full taxi fare, including the hours lost wages he had while fucking me. It felt so dirty paying him as though he were my paid escort for the night. Never the less, I gave him a $10 tip and said thank you when he gave me his number. The final indignity was that he kept my panties which he hung on his mirror as he pulled away.

As I said that was a couple of months ago. Since then we have met several times and he has continued to educate me further into black sexing. He has a deal with his supervisor that he is always assigned as the driver whenever we gals call for a cabby after our weekly night out. You can imagine my excitement each week always hoping that he'll be our cab driver and that he'll DRIVE me home. He has not been inside my house yet, but he has hinted several times that he wants to fuck me on my marriage bed. I have to admit that there is something very exciting about the naughty thoughts of having him fuck me in the bed I share with my husband. My black stud has even boasted that one day when my hubby finds out about all this that he'd like to have him watch us. He says he's dying to show him how a real man can fuck his wife.

Whenever we get together he has dominated me completely, and I love it. He so much more of a man than my wimp husband Steven that I know I could never do without him!

Once black; never go back, isn't just a catchy little phrase. It's the absolute truth for me.

Going For Older Men!


February 12/98
I met these 2 older gentlemen at a bar 2 weeks ago. (Excuse the spelling of the names, couldn't pronounce them either.) Theor, 38 and Grazeron, 44, are 2 married black men that decided to have a little adventure with me. My name is Emily, 21, 5'10, 140 lbs. blonde hair and green eyes. The date that we set was the 12th of February at a hotel. (They were paying, of course.) We met at a bar then took off for our room. I didn't dress revealing, wore a sweater and jeans.

When we arrived in the room I told them that I needed a bubble bath and asked for a crowd. I began to remove my clothing slowly, revealing more and more of my body to their bulging eyes. I wiggled side to side as I removed my jeans. Their eyes weren't the only thing bulging by now as they noticed that I wasn't wearing any underwear. I entered the water slowly and smiling. I noticed that Grazeron was sweating a lot, soon after he got up and left the room for some unknown reason. I told Theor, at least that's what I call him, to take off all his clothing and to join me in the water.

I get sooooo HOT when I see black cock. I sat in the water I stood up and rubbed my clit on his face. Grazeron came back in the room and began to strip down. I turned around and began to rub my ass against his face up and down and side to side. I was feeling sooooooo WET (not from the water) I needed black cock inside of me, soon. Grazeron walked towards me and stood there as I grabbed his black cock and began to give it the best shine possible for that black cock. I felt enough cock enter my clit. Theor fucked me as I sucked Grazeron's cock. That cock in my mouth didn't stand a chance as he blew his load of juicy black cum in my mouth and down it went to my belly. (I love black man's cum.) Theor kept fucking me harder and faster as he reached his climax and blew his load inside me. It felt great!

We then headed towards the bedroom, as I walked I felt cum running down my legs. I just love the feeling of cum on me. They ordered a porn movie and as they lay there watching their movie, I began to play with both of their limp cocks. I sucked and licked and jerked. Played with their cocks until they got hard again. I sucked and stroked until they blew their cum into my mouth and swallowed. By then they were both completely exhausted, before they fell asleep they gave me $300 to go and buy something nice for myself. I cleaned myself up and went shopping for a new sweater and jeans.

Returned back to the hotel 3 hours later and found a surprise for me. Ladies watch with a diamond, it was beautiful. We ended the night with some fast hard sex. They took turns fucking me anally while the other fucked my clit. They just kept on switching till they both came on my face and told me wipe the cum off with my hand and swallow it all. I surprised them in following through with their order. We all washed up and I gave each are kiss goodbye. Off we went till the next time! They want this weekend coming up but I need to be open for my next black dick/sssssssssss!

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by Em

Mary's First Time at the Theatre


I always liked sex, and when I met my husband I was ready to absorb all he could teach me, (alone I was always a little afraid I'd get myself into a situation that I couldn't control, with him there I could do what I want and not worry). First to test the waters he took me to an adult bookstore, you know with the peep shows. While we were in a booth he showed me what is called a "Glory Hole". He looked through it, then told me to, there was a black guy stroking a 9" dick, he asked me if I wanted to suck it, I said that's OK, he said do you mind if I do? (He had already told me he was bi, as far as orally was concerned.) I said no, so he did. After a while he said are you sure? Next thing I know I was sucking away and we were taking turns.

We started going there a couple of times a week, and I started bending over and letting 6 to 10 guys a nite fuck me though the hole, one would finish and leave and another would come in and stick his dick in the hole and I'd back onto it.

Once we decided to try something new, so me and my husband went to a porn theatre and sat in the back row, standing behind us was 7 guys, all stroking their dicks, I couldn't help but stare. Needless to say, they were staring back, it wasn't long before one of them realized that my husband wasn't getting upset and he walked right up and shoved his dick in my face. Well that's one thing I can't resist, next thing you know there was a line and I was having the time of my life. I was wearing a button down blouse and a jean mini-skirt that snapped up the front with nothing on underneath. My husband unbuttoned my shirt and hands were all over me, some guy got in front of me and started to reach up my skirt, my husband unsnapped it exposing me completely. They went wild, I had hands eveywhere, a dick in my mouth and one in each hand, and the guy in front of me was eating me.

The line grew to 15 and they started to get impatient, so one guy went over to my husband and took his hand and put it on his dick and pointed to my mouth, just then the guy I was sucking came, so my husband took this guy's dick and steered it into my mouth. Meanwhile, the guy who was eating me made me cum and shoved a huge dick in me and fucked me wild, while the others cheered him on. Soon I was totally naked, bent over the seats getting fucked and sucking up a storm, I looked at my husband and some big black guy was straddling him fucking him in the face.

That night I fucked 4 guys and sucked off 11, I think a couple came back for seconds so it was probably more, the only reason it stopped when it did was cause the manager chased us out, Phew!!!! what a night, I get wet every time I think about it.

Tom's Letter


For those of us who enjoying sharing our wives with other men, particularly black studs, it is rare that we get a sense of what it is like from the other man's viewpoint. My wife Sara is very beautiful, a true classic beauty with an athletic, pin-up body, well educated and accomplished...and she loves other cocks. She always has, since before we were married. One of her regular lovers is a black stud named Tom, a former football player turned lawyer who has used her regularly for several years. I asked him once what it was like from his perspective and, when he realized I was serious, he told me he would send me a letter he had written describing one of our adventures. He had intended to send it to some publication like Penthouse Letters but never did. I thought you might enjoy reading his take on what it is like to be the stud for a white couple:

TOM'S LETTER:

I've been fucking a married white woman named Sara for two years. She is quite elegant and almost haughty, which makes, of course, bringing out her slut side all the more enjoyable. For a while she and her husband have been exploring -- I think somewhat to their surprise -- a fantasy game of S and M, along the lines of the Story of O. They both have a fantasy of turning her over to another man and recently I've helped it come true... Let me tell you about it.

As prearranged, I showed up at their apartment around 10PM. Sara, Steve's wife, was elegantly dressed in a black cocktail dress, stockings, garter belt and panties. We had a bottle of champagne and then, while we were sitting on the couch, I leaned over to Sara and whispered that I wanted her to go into the other room and take off her panties and present them to me along with a note saying that she was mine for the evening to do with as I pleased. She blushed terribly when I told her this, looking over at Steve who was sitting across from us. But he nodded -- though he hadn't heard what I had ordered her to do -- and she got up and left the room. While she was gone, Steve put on a video tape he had made once before of me fucking her. This was playing when she walked back into the room about ten minutes later. Still looking very embarrassed, she handed me the panties and the note. I handed the note back to her and made her read it aloud, in front of her husband, so he could fully understand what a hungry slut she was.

She did it, though I thought she might start crying. I made her turn around and lift her dress, showing me her ass. While Steve looked on, she did so and then I made her spread her ass cheeks so I could better see her ass hole. She did it, moaning with the humiliation. Then I leaned forward and thrust my tongue straight into her ass. She screamed in a low voice and I spanked her once, very hard on the ass. My handprint glowed on her skin. Still licking her ass, I ran one finger down the furrow of her cunt. I pulled back and told Steve his wife was dripping.

"Do you want another man's cock?" He asked Sara.

I stuck my tongue back into her ass and she just moaned and was silent. He asked her again, and this time I pulled away, just teasing her cunt with my finger. Steve told her she would have to beg for it to get it...So finally she did, telling him that she wanted another man's cock, wanted it terribly, right now.

We turned her around and instructed her to lift off her dress. She did, hoping she was going to be fucked right away. But after she did, Steve walked up behind her -- she was facing me sitting on the couch -- and fastened a leather collar and leash around her neck. The fear in her eyes was beautiful. He lead her back to the bedroom while I followed. She was completely quiet. He hung her from a bar in the bedroom door, using wrist cuffs. She was hanging with just her toes touching the floor.

Without saying a word, I sunk my cock deep into her ass. She screamed -- a scream that turned into a moan as I began to work in and out of her hot, tight rectum and Steve rubbed her clit. "Do you like being used, like being a good little slut?" He whispered to her and she could do is moan and nod her head, gasping at each stroke of my cock.

We used her all night -- both of us coming inside her twice and then the last time I came, I made her bring me a glass and kneel down in front of me as I was sitting on a couch. While she was sucking my balls I jerked off into the glass and then handed it to her and made her drink it while her husband watched. It was terrifically humiliating for her.

And of course she loved it.

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My Encounter With Ken & Lori


Hi, My name is Robert, a.k.a bigblkone. I'm writing this to tell all the people out in Dark Cavern about my encounter with Lori. First I'd like to say that Ken and Lori are the most honest and real people I've meet on the net. Ken himself is one down to earth guy he really knows how to make a person feel comfortable. And Lori (Whew!!!) what can I say, this lady is great! If any of you guys out there heard of the saying "she can suck a golf ball through a straw" this lady can do it! A lovely lady with a special talent in pleasing a man.

The meeting took place after some changing of e-mail and laying down some ground rules to which I understood because of the type of people out on the net. Lots of people out in Dark Cavern just tell stories and want to exchange pics.

The meeting was set on a Friday at 8:30pm, a certain location where I was to meet Ken and Lori. I was there about 8:20 what can I say I was pretty excited. Ken arrived alone after explaining what happens. I gave him the info and he then went to make a phone call...then off we went to the house.

After waiting for about 10 min, I then went to ring the doorbell, Ken answered welcoming me into their home and BOOM!!!... It hit me... LORI!!!... The lovely lady from Dark Cavern! Now I'm thinking to myself is this really happening! Now don't get me wrong, I've been with married white women before....but here I was getting ready to be filmed being serviced by this lovely creature! In front of her husband... now in a group setting that's pretty easy because there a bunch of guys and you don't have to perform as good, but when alone it's a different story! And it doesn't really help getting yourself off before the meeting either.

Well getting straight to the point, (Oh you heard this from Ken)...So let me tell you what happened. Lori came over sitting next to me on the love seat...we began with some kissing then some fondling, then Lori got up to undress and I'm thinking, damn this woman really looks good! Wearing those sexy stockings.

Now sitting again we begin kissing, then I reach down with my mouth to suck one nipple into my mouth...I then proceed to undress myself. I then sit back down and start kissing this lovely lady again then she's starting to go down on me with that lovely mouth of hers...Ken comes out and takes some pics....And I'm thinking wow!...this is out of this world! She's doing such a job on me that I have to think about something else. And true there was some stage fright I must admit that.

After about 20mins of Lori giving me one of the best blowjobs of my life....My body stiffens and I release probably one of the biggest loads in my life!!!!...I'm thinking this woman is outstanding!!!! I'm totally drained dry by this woman with her very hot mouth!!!! To make a long story short, I'm spent!!!....no energy what so ever!!! I'm down for count. But after this encounter I was thinking, this all happened because Ken and Lori are real and honest, there is no other way to meet with good quality people if you are not honest. I hope soon there will be another encounter Ken & Lori and the people out in dark Cavern will the first to know! So please print this and let all know that Ken & Lori are real swingers!

Robert

bigblkone@hotmail.com


My First Black Experience


To start things off, my name is Peggy. I was born and raised in the south. I married my several years older high school sweetheart. I am now 46 years old, still married, have two teens, and work for my husband, traveling about ten days a month during on site insurance claims processings. I feel I can still turn heads when I walk into a room. I play lots of tennis, am very active, and work out some when I can. I am 5'4", 105 lbs, and have firm 35C-23-36 figure. My breasts are mine, and I am fortunate enough to have them naturally firm and very turned with extremely sensitive nipples that can exceed a quarter of an inch when I am chilled or excited sexually. Don't ask me why I am writing this narrative. I just am. I feel as if I should share my experiences with you.

I worked for 14 years as a flight attendant with a major airline. When the company went out of business in 1989, I was devastated. I stayed home and played mom for several years. My understanding husband, in the insurance adjustment and claims business, noted I was about to climb the walls. I started working part time in his offices. Although a great guy, my husband does have one major fault. He, being southern born and raised like me, has not become a very modern man and has total disrespect and dislike for blacks. Naturally, I have never been with a black man physically, and am sure my husband would be more than furious if he even suspected anything to the contrary.

As with any business these days, several years ago, my husband added several black men to our staff. One of these black men was named Thomas. Thomas is a very handsome black man. He stands about 6'2", has a fantastic build, is about 37, and is divorced. He has lovely black features, including a very dark complexion, large hands, broad shoulders, beautiful eyes, and wonderfully broad shoulders. I had always been friendly with him, and was aware of his constant looks and smiles.

On the day in question, I entered the office records room only to find the box I was seeking was up on the very top shelf. I always wear shorter than normal skirts, thigh high hose, and white bikini panties with 4" or higher pumps. I don't normally wear a bra as I find them uncomfortable, and my 35C cup breasts are firm enough to go without one. The only time I ever wear a bra is when the outline of my elongated nipples require one for good taste. I was without on this day.

As I climbed to the very top of the ladder and was reaching to the maximum for the needed file, I was suddenly aware that I was not alone. Looking down, I saw Thomas. He was holding the ladder, smiling and looking up. There was little doubt in my mind what he was seeing as his eyes sparkled in my direction. Although the lighting in the stock room was dim, there was little doubt that he could see all the way up my skirt to my crotch, thigh-highs and all. "Need some help, Mrs. Peggy?", he asked. "I'll hand you this box if you can reach it, and if you will close your eyes and stop looking up my skirt like that.", I said, smiling. "If I close my eyes, I won't be able to see that beautiful box.", he responded. "Yes, I know... but you have already seen way too much!", I responded, laughing.

"Want some help getting down?" "Yes... take the box first.", I answered. As I handed him the box, he never took his eyes off of my legs. And, as I climbed down the ladder, I hooked my heel in the opening on the step and literally fell into his arms. He caught me. As his strong black arms circled my whiteness and my yellow blouse, I suddenly became aware that he did, indeed, have me in his arms and wasn't releasing me as one normally would. As we stood there, I said, "Thank you... nice catch! Are you enjoying this?"

With a smile, he responded, "Yes, Ma'am, I sure am. Are you?", as he held me very tight, encircling me with both of his strong black arms and looking down into my wide open eyes. "Have you ever been held by a black man before, Mrs. Peggy?" "Goodness, no!", I answered, "My husband would hang us both from the highest tree if he saw this, and you know it!" "Yes, ma'am, I know he would, but I am pleased you are in my arms. I've thought about holding you like this for a long time, and from your looks and smiles, you have too." "Don't flatter yourself too much, Thomas.", I answered. I am a very married white lady and I don't do things like this." "Yes, I know, and the fact that you are not resisting tells me that you are liking it."

With that, he pulled me tighter, tilted his head downwards, as I offered little resistance, his lips came close to mine. I had never kissed a black man before... never, ever. I had often shuttered at just the thought! Thomas was a very typical black man. His arms were strong and his lips were thick and warm. I let him kiss me. As we kissed, I was aware that his strong body was against me, and I was feeling much more than a normal firmness in his pants. As his tongue parted my lips, he made sure I was feeling his firm response. Our kiss was long, wet, and deep. When we parted, he turned and walked away. I was left standing there weak and shaking, and very aware that I had been kissed by forbidden fruit, and that my panties were very wet.

Thomas made a big mistake later. He talked about what had happened. Word of his "grabbing me" in the stock room reached my husband. At dinner that night, my husband said, "I heard about your unfortunate experience in the stock room today. The very idea of that black man standing at the foot of that ladder looking up your dress! He is no longer with us. Are you okay?" "Yes, I am fine. There wasn't anything to it. What did you hear?" "He made some smart ass black comments to some of the guys about seeing your snatch while you were on the ladder. Like I said, the bastard is no longer with us. I hate having to hire them anyway, and you know it. You are lucky he didn't do more than look!" I said nothing.

About two weeks later, while I was at home alone in the daytime, the phone rang. It was Thomas. "Are you alone and can we talk for a minute?", he asked. "Yes, I'm alone. I was sorry to hear what happened! Are you doing okay?" "Yes, I am fine, but I would really appreciate it if you would meet me tomorrow sometime and give me some suggestions about getting my job back." "There is no way he's going to hire you back, Thomas. It just isn't going to happen.", I answered. "Will you at least meet me sometime after noon and talk about it?" "Yes, I'll meet you IF you promise we'll just talk. I have a funny feeling about this. I want a promise." "All we'll do is talk. Promise. I'll be in my car on the west side of the Mall at 1PM. Is that okay?" "Yes...that is fine. I'll meet you at 1PM. Remember, you promised... nothing but talk. And, I don't think talking with me is going to do you any good." "See you at one...", he answered, and hung up.

The arranged meeting was on my mind all that afternoon and evening. Although I had some serious second thoughts about it, something was driving me to meet him. My pussy stayed wet, making me aware that I was probably making a huge mistake.

As the morning passed, I started thinking about what to wear. "Excuse me!", I thought to myself. You are not going out on a date. What is all of this anxiety about what I am going to wear? Again, I was aware that my female lubrication was working overtime. I picked out a white blouse and skirt, white heels, white bikini panties, some thigh highs, and... never gave a thought to leaving my bra in the drawer until I looked in the mirror. As I fixed my soft auburn hair, I noticed the very prominent outline of my erect nipples. Just before leaving, I went back to the bedroom and changed my panties. My lubrication was working overtime and my heart was pounding.

As I drove to the mall parking lot, my fingers caressed my elongated nipples. I can cum easily when my nipples are caressed. That wasn't a good idea. As my car entered the mall parking lot, I spotted Thomas's car and rolled up beside him. As I rolled down my window, he said, "You can't be seen sitting here talking to me. Come, get in... we'll drive around and talk for a minute." Against my better judgement, I exited my car, letting my skirt ride much higher than I should, and walked over and opened his door and got in. A strange feeling came over me as I realized I was alone, sitting beside a black man in a car. Thomas slipped the car into gear and we drove out the back exit and west towards US 441, one of the few lightly traveled highways close by.

Small talk lasted for about five minutes. Without any reservation what-so-ever, Thomas reached over and squeezed my hand. I did not pull back although I thought about it. As we continued to exchange words, he suddenly surprised me by just pulling my hand and arm towards him... and putting my hand on the very evident outline that ran down his right pants leg from his crotch! "Feel it, Mrs. Peggy... feel what you have been doing to me for over a year!"

I tried to pull my hand back, but his strong hand and arm resisted my pullback, and in fact, he moved my hand up and down the full length of his firmness! "Is that your cock?", I asked. "Mrs. Peggy, perhaps you need a little terminology insight regarding men. White men have white cocks. Black men have big black dicks. Your hand is resting on my big black dick, a dick that has wanted your pretty white touch for a long time!" As I looked at him, I started caressing his length. His very large black hand continued to guide me up and down his full length. Suddenly, I was aware of the stark color contrasts. He was not making me caress his "big black dick." I was doing it on my own.

As we continued the drive, we talked. It was obvious that Thomas wasn't here to talk about getting his job back. That was a lost cause and we both knew it. It was obvious that he was here to get back at his boss, my husband, and I was a willing participant. I kept my hand on his firm outline as he released my hand and started to caress my legs. As he went higher and higher, my heart pounded as I looked down and watched his black hand and then his lower arm disappear as he reached up under my skirt, past the tops of my thigh highs, all the way to my very wet panties and my pussy.

My eyes closed as his hand touched my covered pussy, and my head was spinning as I felt him pull my panties aside. He looked at me. It was as if I was in a dream. "Take them off.", he said. "What?" "I said, take your panties off." Without really realizing what I was doing, I pulled my skirt up and slipped my panties down. Thomas could not take his eyes off of my exposed whiteness and my bush. "I would have thought you would have been shaved.", he said. "No... It itches when it starts to grow out.", I responded. With that exchange, he pulled me over closer to him... and I watched as his black hand again went between my white legs. His fingers were big, dark and long... and educated. He quickly had me on the edge of a wild climax. "You've been thinking about this, haven't you?" "What makes you think that?" "Your pussy is really slick. You are really a classy and beautiful white woman, Mrs. Peggy, and here I am, just a common black man... sitting here beside you about to bust my nuts over a white woman's pussy... one that I've wanted to get hold of for a long, long time!"

"Well, now that you've got me what are you going to do with me?" With that, he pulled his hand away from my pussy and reached down and unzipped his pants. I had always heard how much bigger black men were than white men, but like many sheltered, conservative white wives, I did not know first hand. I knew my husband was a full five inches when he was hard. As Thomas reached in his pants and pulled out his "big black dick" (the saying was whirling around in my mind), I could not believe what I was seeing. He was absolutely HUGE and he wasn't even totally hard. "Put it in your hands, Mrs. Peggy... go head. Reach down here and hold it in both hands!" I did as he asked... I reached down and with both of my white hands, circled the HUGE black snake... yes, black snake... that was all I could call it because it was THAT BIG and that long. As he watched and commented about how white my hands were, I held and caressed his firmness in BOTH of my hands. As I tried to mentally measure him, I realized that I had BOTH hands around his "dick" and the head and some at the bottom where still NOT covered. Plus, I was having to squeeze to reach around him. The length was mind blowing, not to mention how thick he was! He was double what my husband was, plus some, in length. The thickness was beyond my imagination!

"Suck it." "What???? Suck you???" "Suck it!" "I'll never get that in my mouth. You are too big, and besides, I do not suck cocks!" "Suck it. It is not a cock, Mrs. Peggy... it is a big black dick, and you and I both know you are going to suck it. So... get started!" "You are awfully sure of yourself."

With that, things got very quiet. Thomas knew I couldn't take my hand or my eyes off his big black dick. He reached over and started fondling my exposed pussy again. As the excitement started to build, he had a strange way of rubbing my clit and yet kept one of his long black fingers slipping in and out of my pussy. It felt like I was being fucked. I loved it. Then... he stopped. "Don't stop....", I said as I looked at him, "You are mean...." He laughed. "Suck it. Put your head in my lap and put my dick in your mouth. I'll rub you some more as you do it."

I took a deep breath, then lowered my head into his lap. There I was.... a very married happily married white woman in her mid 40's... in a car with a black man... and just inches from sucking his cock.... er, sorry... big black dick. The taste was very different. Although I had not sucked that many cocks over the years, I had tasted a few and this was erotically different. As I stretched my mouth to take him in, his hand guided and pushed my head lower and lower. I thought I would choke as he started feeding his length into my mouth. I did gag a couple of times as he easily reached the back of my throat a couple of times. As I sucked him, he grew even larger and longer and thicker. I could tell he was getting closer.

As his precum started to leak into my mouth, I noticed something really different. He tasted really sweet. White men are bitter. Thomas was sweet. "Don't pull away... I'm going to cum!" I grunted. I certainly couldn't talk. I indicated to him, or at least I thought I did... that there was no way I was going to let anyone, black or white, cum in my mouth and swallow it. Then... it started!!!! As I continued to suck on him, he held my head in the palm of his big black hand, running his fingers through my soft auburn hair. As I started to pull back... he said, "Swallow it. Swallow my cum. Swallow every drop!"

Without really thinking what was happening to me, his "big black dick" started to flood my mouth with spurt after spurt of cum. It was hot and it was sweet. I started swallowing. Considering the volume and taste, it was almost like drinking a creamy sweetness from a big black fleshy fountain. I did as he asked... I sucked and I drank and I swallowed... every drop. When he stopped spurting, I sat up. With a drop of his cum running down my chin, I said, "Now what?"

Thomas looked at me. With a gleam in his eye, he said, "Now, Mrs. Peggy, I'm going to take you to my apartment, put your lily white married ass in my bed, and fuck your brains out! Are you willing to let a black man have some of that white pussy?"

I looked at him, wiped his cum from my mouth, and said, "Yes...."

(To be continued....)

Follow Up Story


Hello again - this is a follow up to the story on page 4 of personal experiences where I told about my wife's first black experience at the strip club. This experience happened about a year after my wife's first black fuck.

One Saturday night we went out dancing at a local club in Buckhead. This club has a low key band downstairs and hot dance mix upstairs. The club is known to be a good place for white women to meet good looking professional black men. Diane was dressed in a tight black tank dress that showed off her long legs and great tits. She looked so hot that the doorman asked her if she had anything on under her dress, she looked him square in the eye and said no even though she had a very sheer body suit on. She is 5' 7" with short blonde hair, blue eyes and 36c (natural) tits. She is very fit and athletic. The workouts at the gym with a personal trainer have really paid off. Even though she is in her early 40's no one would guess she is a day over 35. More than one of her lovers has called her "Jamie Lee Curtis" because she has that strong but feminine build.

She started dancing with some of the black men at the club. Once she broke the ice and showed that she liked black men and that I was not a problem, they were on her all night. There was a steady stream of good-looking black men asking her to dance with them. She really liked one sexy man and started dancing exclusively with him. They got hotter and hotter on the dance floor as they ground their bodies together. She loves to turn her back to her dance partner and rub her ass all over his crotch while they are dancing. She has been known to get guys off that way on the dance floor. Of course he became bolder and bolder, running his hands over her body, squeezing her ass and even letting his hands wander up to her breasts. During the slow songs they were grinding their crotches together in a sexy rhythm and locking their lips in deep kisses. They were turning on more than a few of the other patrons, especially me!

The whole time she was dancing, I was buying them drinks and holding their spot for when they came off the dance floor. It was humiliating that everyone saw us come in together but now could see that she had been taken away from me. Her new acquaintance would fondle and kiss her while standing right in front of me.

As it got late, the two of them attempted to fuck standing up a dark secluded corner of the bar. He hiked up her dress (didn't have to go far) and she pulled out his cock and slipped it between her legs. This was not entirely successful and only served to make them hotter. She informed me that she was leaving and would call me in the morning. They left together in the back seat of a cab. They were nearly fucking before the cab could pull away from the curb. I was watching the hot pair from the upstairs window of the club. She told me later that she blew him in the cab while he exposed her pussy to the cab driver and fingered it.

When they got to his place, she proceeded to fuck his brains out. She can become an animal when she gets hot. She took his cock in her mouth and her pussy multiple times letting him unload his hot cum inside of her. He had a great black cock, but he wasn't superman. Eventually he could do no more and she still wanted more. As luck would have it, this guy's younger brother was visiting and in the next bedroom. She woke him up and he was happy to help her out! She said he was about 10 inches long and as big around as a coke can. This guy was superman. He fucked her white pussy with his black cock and unloaded multiple loads of hot cum in her pussy. He could be instantly hard again with almost no down time between fucks. My wife was in heaven. She sucked her first lover while his brother fucked her doggy style and before long got him back into the action for another hot fuck.

The next morning when I came to pick her up (she called me and gave me directions) all three of them were in plain view outside his apartment sitting on the steps. The two guys were fondling her and kissing her in public. Her body suit was in her purse, all she was wearing was her black tank dress. When I drove up they grinned at me and each guy pulled a tit out of the top of her dress and licked her nipples - right out in public! My wife was glowing. Luckily it was early Sunday morning and no one else was out and about. She kissed them both goodbye in front of me and came home, exhausted and crusty with cum all over her body. I got her home and put her to bed for a well deserved rest.

The Birthday Bash


As Told By Mary:

It all started on my 32nd birthday, I work days in a restaraunt as an assistant manager, and my husband (John) worked nights, I usually got home at 4:00pm and he got home about 12:30am. Since we only were able to get together on weekends, we planned a special rendezvous for my birthday that night. I told him that some of the people I worked with wanted to take me out for a few drinks after work to celebrate, he said okay, but to watch myself.

I suppose I should explain his comment, back when we were dating, he couldn't be with me on New Year's Eve, and I went out for some innocent partying, to make a long story short, I drank too much and woke up in another man's house. I confessed to him the next day, we had a rough time, but we put it behind us, and moved on, except every year around that time he got a little sullen, it took six years before we actually celebrated New Years.

After work, a few of the girls, the cook Jose, the manager, Martin, and a visiting manager named Frank, all went to a bar. Everything was going fine, we were drinking, telling old funny work stories, and just plain having fun. I was already starting to feel a little fuzzy, my lips were getting numb, and I was a little wobbly, but everybody kept buying me more drinks. Someone reminded of a real funny thing that happened about 3 months ago, and I couldn't stop laughing, I was so giddy, I felt a little stream of pee ooze out in my hysterics. I excused myself and went to the ladies room. In there I discovered it was more than a drop, I washed myself off, then couldn't bear the thought of putting those soiled panties back on, I was wearing a black flowered skirt that came about 6" above my knee, I figured as long as I didn't stand on my head, I should be okay, so I wrapped them up in some paper towels and stuffed them in my purse. When I came back out, everyone was gone except one girl who hit the bar every night after work, and the three men.

After about forty minutes or so, she said she had to be in early, so she had to go. The men offered me another drink, and figured what the hell, it's my birthday, almost an hour went by, and I was feeling no pain, but it was 8:00pm and I was gonna have to call it a night. Martin said he thought maybe I was a little too tipsy to drive and offered me a ride, I decided to take him up on his offer.

We left the bar, and Martin said they all came in Frank's Winnebago, and he pointed to the end of the parking lot. When we got inside, I was surprised at everything it had, and Frank gave me the grand tour. It was totally loaded, and so was I, I had to put my hand on the sink to steady myself as we walked from one end to the other. When we got back to the living room, Jose and Martin were having another drink, and had already poured me one, Jose reached out his hand to me with the drink in it, as I stretched over the coffee table I lost my balance and fell right over it, so much for not standing my head. I quickly pulled my skirt back down, and blushing a little, I joked that maybe I'd better sit down before they handed me that drink.

I plopped in the middle of the couch, Martin was sitting on my right, Jose was in a chair across from me, and Frank sat on the arm of the couch to my left. Martin is about 6" 1" & 180 lbs. and black, Jose is small, but stocky, Frank is black also, and I don't know tall he is, all I know is when he was standing, he had to tip his head down with his chin in his chest to keep from hitting his head on the ceiling.

We were just sitting there, when Martin mentioned how lucky I was to have such smooth skin, that I didn't even need stockings for my legs to look good. I blushed a little and said something stupid, like "it runs my family". Frank said he thought the smoothest place on a woman was her neck, and as he said it, he reached over with the back of his fingers and stroked my neck right under my ear, this set a shiver down my body, and Frank said, "I'm sorry, you're not prejudiced, are you"? No, I replied, I'm just a little sensitive, and I wasn't expecting that. Then he did it again, saying he couldn't get over the softness of my skin, this time I instinctively closed my eyes and put my head back a little. Just then Jose stood up and raised his glass and said, "a toast to Mary, happy birthday" and leaned over and gave me what he called a birthday kiss, then Martin said, "my turn" and turned my head towards him and planted a much longer one on me, his lips were very soft, and I felt like I was falling into them, then Frank leaned down and kissed me softly on the neck, again I tilted my head back, and opened my mouth a little, he kissed my cheek, and then moved around to my mouth, he slid his tongue in right away and my head began to swirl. His tongue was about 3" long, and he started to move it in and out, and I found myself sucking it like it was a dick, then I felt Martin at my neck again, and this time his finger slid under the strap of my pink tank top, pulling it down off my shoulder, he started running his finger across the top of my right breast.

Meanwhile, Frank was feverishly fucking my mouth with his tongue. Martin slid his hand down on my breast, pushing that side of my blouse down, exposing it to Jose, I let out a small moan as he massaged it, all the while telling Jose to see how beautiful my breast was, Frank's hand came down and did the same thing, now I was naked from the waist up. Martin's hand left my breast, and found its way to my thigh, and slowly slid up, when it got to where my leg kept him from going any farther, he tugged on my thigh, indicating I should open them, at this point I was soaking wet, and needed to be touched, I didn't resist. When Martins hand arrived at my shaved pussy, he found a warm puddle of my juices waiting for him, he immediately slid in a finger and began to stimulate me.

He took my right hand and placed it on his already liberated dick, then went back to diddling me off. His dick was fantastic, 9" uncut, (unlike my husband) velvety, and really, really, thick, a little thinner than a can of beer. Instantly I began to cum, squeezing his dick, I let out a loud moan, muffled by Frank's tongue. Next thing I knew, Jose was on his hands and knees between my legs, I felt his hot breath on my pussy lips, then his tongue, I slid down in the couch and succumbed to the lust. Frank couldn't reach my mouth anymore, so he took out his cock, it too was uncut, a little longer than 10", and the head was about halfway out, and about 2" from my face. I had about 7 1/2" in my mouth when Jose made me cum, I was like an animal, and I grabbed Frank by the butt, and pulled him to me, swallowing his entire cock, face buried in his pubes, holding my breath as long as I could, his cock completely closing off my air supply, I felt the pulsing of his shaft and the hot stream of cum, spurt after spurt shoot right down my throat.

I was rubbing Frank's cock on my face when Martin and Jose traded places, Jose's cock was about 8", also uncut, and still a lot bigger than my husband's skinny 6 incher. I began sucking him off when I felt Martin split me wide open with his massive tool, slowly at first, and then he grabbed my butt, and began to lift me up and down, making the head of his cock flick on my cevix. I was thrashing around, having another wave of orgasm every time he did it. Martin got all tensed up, and with one final thrust, holding his cock against my womb, shot a hot, steady, stream of cum right in my belly. Having seen this, Jose shot his load in my mouth, while I was cleaning him off, Frank got between my legs, and put my hand on his cock, and said "you put it where you want it" I rubbed it up and down, parting my lips. He said, "is that where you want it"? the bastard was gonna make me say it, yes,,,please,,,put it in me, I heard myself say, and he slammed it to the hilt in one stroke.

He was differerent, he was whacking away at me, his huge balls slapping the cheeks of my ass, leaving just the head in, and then all the way in again, he kept this up for about 15 minutes, making me cum at least 3 more times, then filled me with his sweet cream. He pulled out, tapping the end of his gorgeous cock on my clit. I barely had time to catch my breath, when Jose said, "I want to see her completely naked, so they stripped my nude, then Jose flipped me over, doggie style, and let me have it, grabbing my ass cheeks and flailing away, he dumped his load in me, in about 5 minutes. Each one took another turn with me, then decided they better get me home.

When we arrived at my house, my husband's car was in the driveway, I was still woozy, and had no panties on. They walked up to the door with me, saying they'd make sure everything was alright. As I entered the living room, my husband had a suprised look on his face, wondering who these guys were. He was sitting on the futon, and my balance being off, I sat, half laid down next to him and began to introduce him, and explain about the drinking too much, and needing a ride. The look on his face told me he knew something was wrong, to begin with, I looked like a woman who had just been rode hard, and put up wet. I looked him in the face, and said, "I'm sorry, I fucked up".

My husband's eyes got real wide, and he reached down between my legs, only to be greeted by the cum of strangers, strangers cum in HIS pussy, Black strangers cum in his pussy. Jose had sat in a chair, Frank was standing there, with something in his hand, and Martin had laid down on the other side of me on the futon with my back to him, I was facing my husband, lying on my side. That's when Frank said, "lighten up man, nobody hurt her, she's still your wife, we only borrowed her, here, look". At that point he went over to our VCR, and put in a tape. Oh my Gawd!!!!! They taped the whole thing, my husband started watching it, he sat there, mesmerized, I noticed he had a hardon watching me please these guys, letting them do whatever they wanted to me, cumming inside me, over and over, and me not using any protection.

At that moment, I felt the head of Martin's cock against the still soaking wet lips of my pussy, I couldn't believe he had that much gall. I put my hand on my husband's hardon, and pressed against. Taking my right hand and putting it behind his head, I drew his face to mine and began to kiss him passionately, that's when Martins cock slid in me, as he began to fuck me, the rocking motion caught my husbands attention, he pulled away to look, and I pulled him back and began kissing him again. Now it was confirmed, I knew, he knew, that Martin was fucking me, right there in front of him.

I started to cum, and so did Martin. Martin got up and said, "see, she's still fine, in fact, I say she's better than fine". He stood up, 9" of thick, monster, black cock, glistening from the juices that had been deposited in my pussy. By now my ass was in the air, and my skirt was pulled up around my waist, I took out my husband's small, hard, dick, and began to suck him off, Frank came up in plain view of my husband, whipped out his 10" plus cock, and rammed it in me like before. "Your wife is one horny white slut, and likes my dick a lot" he said as he slammed away.

My husband started to cum when he heard that, and so did I. Frank kept banging away, his balls slapping my clit, then he blasted my womb with his seed. That was when my husband realized I had no protection, I knew what was going on in his head, just by the expression on his face, "it's too late to worry about it now" I said. Then Frank pulled out, my husband eyes were glassy as he stared at his slightly bent, shiny black cock. Frank said, "I know that look, I've seen it before", then he knelt in front of John, and said,"go ahead, lick it clean, you know you want to". John took it in his right hand, and guided it to his mouth, Frank started fucking his face, Jose let out a yeeeehaw, came over and laid me on my back, he immediately started stripping me naked again, cum was oozing out of my pussy, he rubbed the head of his dick up and down, spreading the cum all over my lips, then pressed himself into me, holding himself up on his arms, looked at John and said, "see the look on your wife's face, she loves the way my dick hits her cervix" as he slowly gyrated his hips, buried in me to the hilt.

Martin came over and stuck his semi hard dick in my face and ordered me to make it grow in my mouth. I've never had a night like this, and was drunk with the sex, domination, and what was turning into humiliation of my husband. Frank came in John's mouth, and ordered him to swallow it, by then Jose was filling me with his cum, telling John, "if the baby's tan, it's mine". Martin was hard as a rock, and knelt in front of my pussy, his dick head tapping on my clit, told John, "come over here and guide my dick into your pretty white wife's pussy", John did as he was told, he took Martin's cock in his hand and rubbed my lips with it, even he wasn't able to close his hand around it, "thick ain't it" said Martin, then he eased forward and slid in me till he touched bottom, then he shoved another two inches in me, till his pubic bone was grinding on my clit, "you never felt how nice your wife is way down there have you?"

They all laughed, I felt a little sorry for John, but Martin's cock was a massive specimen, and I was in continuous orgasm. Frank started to tap the end of his cock on my mouth, I kept trying to catch it with my lips, and he kept teasing me, telling John to watch how much I craved it. Finally, after I couldn't stand it anymore, I grabbed it and shoved it in my mouth, just then I started to cum, and Martin let go another load. He just lay there, with his cock pressed agains my womb, holding all his cum in me, he looked at John and said "forget about that tan shit, this kid's gonna be black", again they laughed.

Jose laid next to me on the futon, holding his dick straight up, Frank told John to get in a doggie position and suck off Jose, when he did, Frank thanked me for getting him hard, and said, "This load's almost ready, and it's going in him", he got up behind John, whose head was being held by Jose, and proceeded to enter him, about two thirds of the way, then started in and out, to my surprise John started bucking back against him, Frank grunted, and let his cum flow into John's ass, Jose came in his mouth, and John came on the futon between Jose's legs.

Still, Martin remained inside me, both of us sitting there watching this event unfold. Everybody was pretty spent, Jose passed out right where he was. Martin and Frank took me upstairs to the bedroom, they told John to crash somewhere downstairs. We went upstairs and slept in my bed, I was aroused about four hous later by Martin fucking me again, then we fell back asleep, with his dick in me till we woke up about five hours later. The next morning everybody left without a word, except, "see ya".

This all started on a Friday, now it was Monday. I was in the office, standing at my desk, going over the days receipts, when Martin came in and grabbed me from behind, sticking his tongue in my ear, his hand in my crotch, and bending me over the desk, he pulled down my panties, lined his dick up with my puss, and had me right there. That was four years ago, Jose left six months later, and I never saw Frank again, but one or two days a week, Martin comes over, and it's a standing rule that John has to strip me for him, suck him till he's hard, and hold my legs open, offering me up to him, and guide his dick into my pussy. On the days Martin comes over John's not allowed to sleep with us, and Martin almost always sleeps inside me, when we're watching TV. John's mouth has to be a holster for Martin's cock, Martin takes special pleasure out of kissing me passionately while John sucks him off. Occasionaly Martin brings by a few friends, and the whole thing happens again, John tries to fuck me in between everybody else, I can hardly ever feel him, but I let him anyway, after all he is my husband.

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