It all began innocently enough. My boyfriend in college had gotten a nice job working in a distant city following graduation. I already had a teaching job, after we graduated, and stayed behind in my hometown. However, my stepfather was an abuser, and I decided to leave and seek my fortune in the city where Dale was living.

Dale was thrilled that I had agreed to come live with him. We had been intimate, in college, so living with him was an attractive idea for me. Although we planned on marrying, it seemed best to wait until we had enough money to assure we could manage on his income alone. To assuage the local school system’s morality requirements, we chose to pretend we were already married. I simply told the school board I refused to change my last name, and in today’s world that is not unusual.

Finding a teaching position in the new city was not easy. It seemed I had timed it poorly, for the local school system had filled all open positions just a month before my arrival.

However, one of the fellows Dale worked with, a black man, heard of our plight and offered to speak to a friend of his who owned a company that provided temporary employees to various firms. He was sure I could find work as a fill-in secretary until it was time to reapply for a job as a teacher. I’d met him, and found him to be an articulate and handsome man.

I didn’t know it was a black owned company, but didn’t really give it much thought. The receptionist, a darling white woman with dark brown hair and beautiful blue eyes made me welcome as I waited in the lobby for my interview. The interview, with the owner, had me a bit at unease, for it seemed he was undressing me with his eyes as he interview-ed me. However, it seemed to go well and he promised a response within 48 hours.

I was confident, and shared my feelings with Dale who passed them along to Raymond his black friend who had arranged things for us.

True to his word, two days later I received a telephone call informing me they wished to hire me and I would work as a temp secretary for various businesses that needed someone to fill in for them. I was ecstatic, and telephone Dale right away with the good news. I was to call in, in the morning, for my first assignment.

Dale called back, later, and told me to forget about fixing dinner. Raymond had offered to take us out to dinner to "celebrate" my being hired by his friend. What a great day I was having! Maybe we could soon marry, once I was earning some money, and do so before I was finally hired as a teacher. My new salary was going to be pretty good.

They guys arrived as soon as they could, and whisked me off to a nice restaurant in the center of town. We dined and laughed as if we had not a care in the world, which we didn’t at that moment. Raymond kept buying rounds of drinks, and by the time we left we were quite tipsy. I was pleased Raymond had used his car, that evening, for Dale was really loaded but he, Raymond, was very sober.

Pulling into the driveway of our rented bungalow, we found Dale passed out in the back seat. I had ridden in the front with Raymond, and we’d not noticed his dozing off.

Raymond offered to help me get Dale in the house and into bed. I wasn’t strong enough to do it myself, and since I was also a bit tipsy, knew it was beyond my abilities.

It was a struggle, for me, but Raymond, due to his large physique, carried Dale as if he weighed almost nothing. Somehow, we made it through the darkness and into the house.

In our room, he quickly stripped Dale nude. I was astonished, but he advised me it was best "in case he gets sick during the night." It sounded logical.

Pulling Dale’s clothing off was wearing me out, but we managed and I could not resist a drunken giggle when I gazed down at Dale lying there nude with his peepee snoozing, too. Raymond pulled the sheet part way up to cover him.

He turned to me, and I didn’t resist when Raymond put his arm around me to steady me. Before I realized it, Raymond kissed me softly on the lips as he held me in his arms. I was stunned, and murmured "no", but he continued the kiss and his hand encircled one of my breasts.

Dale had always teased me about how easy it was to turn my on by feeling my tits, and Raymond must have learned of this from him. I struggled to free myself, in my tipsy stupor, only to have Raymond continue kissing and murmuring to me and feeling my now erect nipples.

I found myself slowly giving into the stimuli, but still feeling the need to resist. This was not right, but my will to fight him off was waning.

"Pleashhe," I moaned, slurring my words when we came up for air, "We musht shtop. Thishh ish… ishn’t righ.. right."

Raymond ignored me, and holding me to him I could feel his hard-on pressing in between my legs. As he held me, and continued feeling me up with his arms around me, I slipped on the carpet causing my dress to ride well up my sides until it was above my breasts. With it, and my slip, all bunched up around my neck, he began feeling my super sensitive breasts through my bra.

"Undo it," he whispered as he nuzzled my neck, and like a drunken robot I fumbled to undo the clasp at the back of my bra. With it free, his mouth attacked my nipples and I knew I was lost. Still I did not want to give in to this black man who was taking advantage of my drink-weakened state.

"No, no, pleashe," I softly pleaded with him, but to no avail. His other hand inserted itself in the front of my pantyhose and slid inside them and my panties as well. He

played with my vagina as he noisily slurped on my nipples. All I could do was spread my legs and hold the back of his head as he attended to me.

"Take off your panties and pantyhose," he commanded, and as if not waiting for me to answer he slid them down my legs and pushed them off one foot, taking one of my high heels with it.

"I’ve wanted to eat your fine pussy since the first day I met you," he whispered. With that uttered, he quietly laid me back on the bed and pushed my ankles further apart.

I gasped when I felt his breath on my tummy, and his kiss just below my navel let me know where he intended to go. I whispered I didn’t want him to do that, and that it was ‘dirty’, but he merely continued kissing down my now excited body.

Kissing the insides of my thighs sent me into orbit, and then when he lightly blew upon my vagina and then tenderly kissed it I realized I was lost and out of control. In moments he was kissing and licking me down there and I was cradling the back of his head to my sopping pussy just like I had to my breasts, moments earlier.

"Ohhh, yesh," I gurgled as he worked on me and I forgot about Dale sleeping off his drunk next to us. I discovered myself squirming as he lapped my clitoris and no longer fighting his advances. He inserted a finger inside me and finger-fucked me as he kept working on my love hole with his tongue and lips.

"OHHH!!" I suddenly burst out, and wrapping my legs around his neck found myself propelled into an intense climax from the first time I had ever had cunnilingus performed on me. I seemed to keep coming in waves as he worked on me, and then it finally died down. I had to push his head away as I was becoming overly sensitive down there and could take it no longer.

Raymond slide up over my prostrate form, now kneeling between my widespread limbs and softly whispered in my ear, "How do you like being eaten, Mrs. Peterson? Haven’t you ever gotten Dale to do that for you? You came, didn’t you?"

I could only nod my head, and in so doing noticed he had somehow slid down his slacks and undershorts. From my view, he appeared nude from the waist down, and his penis looked huge compared to Dale’s. Dale is just less than six inches and this one seemed to be at least twice as long and much thicker.

Suddenly, even in my semi-drunken stupor, I realized what he next had in mind for me!

"Oh, nnno," I managed to bleat, but it was too late.

"Oh, yes, you want it, don’t you," he said accusingly. "You want this big black prick inside your pretty pink pussy. You want a good fucking as only a black man can give you," he concluded as he pushed the head of his monster against my small opening.

I tried pushing back at him with my hands, but his strength and body weight was too great for me to fight off. I felt the head of his penis nudging harder against me, and then suddenly he had it just inside the entrance to my vaginal chamber.

"Nno, noooo, pleashe," I murmured, fearful of awakening Dale, but wanting him to not penetrate me with his weapon.

"Oh, yes-yes," he laughed and pushed even harder into me. I felt as if he was splitting me in two, but my vagina was so wet and slippery it allowed him all the lubrication he needed to have his way with me.

I felt him sliding it further and further inside of me, and push against him as I might, there was nothing I could to do stop him. I looked downward and was treated to the sight of his blackness sliding into me. It looked so suddenly erotic, and I found myself spreading my legs further to accommodate him. I felt so stretched by his thickness and so filled with his longer length than Dale.

"Oh, nngh, noooo, no, I," I gasped, and then began to murmur, "Ohhh, I ccann’t, can’t ta-take…. Ohh, oh, yessss," as he began thrusting in and out of me and pushing it in a little further with each stroke.

Involuntarily, my legs, which had been draped over the side of the bed, came up to wrap themselves around his waist and I found my body betraying me by beginning to work with him as he increased the speed and depth of his fucking me.

"Ohhh, baby," I softly moaned in his ear as I began kissing him and frantically fucking with him, "Give it to me, give it to me!"

I was lost and there was no return. He was fucking me like I had never been done before. I had never felt so full, or so thrilled by it as now. I suddenly spun into another orgasm, after what I thought would be my only one when he had gone down on me, and was shocked by it. Both by my cumming again and by the intensity of it.

He continued to ride me, harder now, and I my climax was incredibly intense. Slowing enough to let me catch my breath, he then began to pick up the pace again. I was now all his, and he knew it.

"You love black cock, don’t you baby. I’ll bet Dale never does you this good, does he?"

I could only hang on as he rode me for all he was worth, but he kept repeating the question. Finally, soaring into another climax I replied that he was so much better than Dale.

"He never made you cum so much, did he?"

"Nnno, no, Darling," I murmured as he continued his frantic fucking of my now accepting pussy that needed black cock. "You are so much better, just fuck me, Honey, just fuck me."

I was just coming down from my latest orgasm when I felt Raymond shudder and then pump me full of his semen. I could sense each burst of his hot white gism as he filled my pussy.

I lay in his arms, fully satisfied, and was disappointed when I felt him pull out of me. Looking down, I saw our cum juices oozing from my now gaping cunt. I was leaking our cum all over the sheet.

He had me get up and let the cum drool out all over Dale’s pubic region. He whispered to me that I needed to do that so that he would think he had fucked me during the night. I realized we would not be able to change the sheets without disturbing Dale. As I squeezed the cum juice out of me, Raymond had me lick his cock clean. He had me so dominated, by this time, that I was willing to do what ever he wanted of me.

That night, Raymond fucked me two more times. The second time he had me fully nude and entered me without any problem. I eagerly guided his huge cock into my vagina, and felt his slide smoothly into me in one stroke.

Later, we showered together, no longer worrying about Dale, and then I walked him to the front door. He had me kneel and suck him hard again, before lifting me up and fucking me while in a standing position. I was so turned on, and felt like such a happy wanton slut. Each time I had more than one orgasm, and was astonished to find it of such intense pleasure. It was disappointing to realize what I had been missing.

I kissed Raymond goodnight, at about three in the morning, and returned to our bedroom. His cum was still dribbling from me, and with the bedroom light on, I let it drool out on Dale. I no longer cared.

The next morning was an entirely different story. I awoke filled with remorse, and Dale finally awakened with a hangover and cum all over himself. He was convinced we had had a terrific bout of sex the night before. I did nothing to dissuade him from that guess.

I vowed never to speak to Raymond again. He had taken advantage of me when I was in a vulnerable state, due to the drinks we had consumed during the evening. I realized he

had planned it all along, and wanted nothing to do with him again. I'd never let that happen to me a second time.

Things got back to normal, and I began looking forward to my job as a temporary secretary. It would give me an income and get my mind off of recent events.

Two days later, Raymond called and asked me for a date. He argued with me about it, and finally I gave in to going over to his apartment just to silence him.

Dale had to work, that evening, so I had until nearly ten o'clock. I was at Raymond's by six sharp and hoped to speak my piece and leave. I left nearly three hours later…..

He kissed me as soon as I walked in the door, and then began feeling me up again. This time my body betrayed me faster than it had two nights before. I could not resist him, and knew I just wanted to sample his cock one more time.

Raymond had me stripped out of my clothing within minutes, and flat on my back in his bed as he once again ate me. I climaxed loudly, and he laughed saying, "All you white wife sluts are the same. Once you've had black cock you just can't get enough."

He had me guide him into his goal, and I was shocked at how quickly I accommodated him this time. He fucked me and fucked me repeatedly that evening. I was not permitted to wear any clothing around his apartment. He took me into the bathroom, and then proceeded to lather me up and shave my pubic region until I was totally hairless down there. I loved the silky feeling of my vaginal area without the hair, and silently wondered why I had never tried it before. Later, I found my panties even felt silkier on without any pubic hair, even though I was never very hairy down there.

Raymond also informed me I was now his. I could still live with Dale, and everything would be as before. However, from time to time I would have sex with Raymond. He would not let Dale know if I did not. The only other condition was that I was to always wear nylon stockings and never pantyhose. He hated them, and would not tolerate my wearing them anymore.

I went home, that evening, and found Raymond had covered my breasts and insides of my thighs with several hickeys. I later learned this is a black man's typical trick to "mark" his conquest and also make her not want to expose her body to her husband.

I began my job, and found it very fulfilling. I worked in various offices around the city, and decided I liked the idea of the constant change of venue. The new income was very nice, and more than I had anticipated.

I didn't hear from Raymond for nearly two weeks after that. I was going crazy with desire. I dared not let Dale find the hickeys on my body, and he accepted my statement that I was either "not feeling well" or was "too tired."

Raymond called and asked if I had had sex with Dale. He laughed when I admitted we had not been intimate since I had last been with him. I was then instructed to meet him at his club the next evening.

It came to me like an order. Dale would be at a series of meetings, overnight, and Raymond knew how to take advantage of the situation. He went on to tell me what I was to wear for him, and concluded with the directions to his club. Dale loved my hairless pubic region, and always wearing stockings instead of pantyhose. He thought I was doing it for him, not knowing I was following Raymond's orders.

Sex with Dale was no longer rewarding for me. I could not achieve orgasm with him anymore. I had taught him to perform oral sex on me as a prelude to warm me up. He resisted, at first, but with the threat of no sex at all gave in. Finally, it became second nature for him to always go down on me first. That way, I was at least assured of a climax.

At eight o'clock I walked into the club, wearing a pink shirtwaist dress, seamless black nylon stockings, and black high heels. I was the only white person in the club, and looked like the local PTA president from the 'burbs looking to get black fucked.

It was with relief that I spotted Raymond sitting in one of the larger booths along side the dance floor. He beckoned me over, and I slid in next to him. He openly kissed me, and felt my thigh under the tablecloth. He smiled, when he felt the little garter tab holding my nylons in place. He knew I had cooperated fully with his instructions.

On our second drink, four of his friends joined us in the booth. Raymond introduced them all to me, but I couldn't recall all their names to save myself. As we sat there, he slid the hemline of my dress and slip up and felt my upper leg under the table. I gave him a surprised look, and received a look in return that indicated I should not think of stopping him from what he was doing.

Before long, he had his hand inside my panties, and was gently toying with my clitoris. I sighed, and leaned back in the booth, and was surprised at the knowing look from the others seated at our table.

Raymond leaned over, and whispered to me to unzip his pants and take his cock out and slowly jack him as he fingered me. Like a totally dominated slut, I acquiesced to him and soon had my hand wrapped around his massive eleven inch love shaft.

I was now lost in a haze, and slid my panties down my legs at his next command. "Now," he went on, "Put them in my hand."

Lifting one high heel, I managed to bring my panties up within reach of my other hand and reached over to give them to him. However, he merely smiled at me and put his hand 8

on top of the table. I was now beet red, with humiliation, and tried to put my silky pink garment in his palm. However, he kept raising his hand until I had to stand up and put them in his hand.

There I was, standing there with his hand in my crotch finger-fucking me as I deposited my most intimate garment into his outstretched hand. He nodded at me, and then told me to sit down and face away from him. Several people could see me, including his smirking friends with us in the booth.

He had me raise my skirt and slip, and then I felt him slip his penis into me from behind. The sudden invasion of my vagina made me catch my breath, but I knew better than complain. I kept my leg up over his, as best I could, and worked with him as he silently fucked me right there in the booth.

It was so humiliating, his friends cheering him on to bust "this white bitch," and the couples on the dance floor could easily see the goings on. The little white PTA lady getting her black dicking right in front of everyone.

I came a second time when he finally flooded me with his cum. I was a mere tramp, and everyone in the place knew it. Raymond pulled out of me, and I was a mess. His cum was all over me, and my new slip and dress.

"Go upstairs with these guys," he said quietly, but ominously. "I'll be up later. Make sure they are all happy by the time I get there."

I was crushed. I had no way out. Try running and they would catch me and drag me up there. All I could do was take the key he held out and let my slip and dress hem drop and walk out of the club with the four guys following me. People laughed, and I could feel the trail of gism running down my nylons as I walked on wobbly legs.

Upstairs, they had me strip down to just my garter belt, black nylons, and heels. Then I was made to lay on the bed and let them take turns fucking me. I was crying when the first one had me, quiet when the second fucked me, and actively involved by the time the third wanted my body. I realized I was the center of attention, and loved it. They took their time, and when Raymond came up some had had seconds and some had received blowjobs from me. I was covered with cum, and filled with it, too.

We stayed at the hotel/club that night. I had a shower after the guys left, and was nude when the hotel manager came in. It was his turn, payment for letting Raymond take the room to have me gangfucked.

He was very gentle, and Raymond enjoyed watching me react to another man fucking me. I then learned that I would be "shared" whenever it suited Raymond.

The next day, I had to report to work at a real estate office. I was stunned when I entered the front door. Standing there, to greet me, was the owner, one of the four men who had repeatedly fucked me the night before.

"Nice to have you with us, today. I'm sure we will try to have you back often," he concluded as he showed me his office and the outer area where I would sit.

Fifteen minutes later, I was buzzed to bring him a cup of coffee. I walked in, carrying the tray, and he had me set it on his desk. As I did so, he pushed back from his desk, and had removed his pants. His large black cock was fully hard, and I knew what he expected.

Fifteen minutes later, I walked out of his office licking my lips and carrying the coffee tray. I was also minus my panties. He informed me I needn't bother with them, as I would have them off so much that day anyway.

I was fucked by four clients, that day, and I hope it clinched the deals for him. At the end of the day he closed the office and then we had our time together for over an hour.

I realized I was now a whore, but I loved what they did to me. I felt so uninhibited since I did not have any choice in what was going to be done to me. Refuse and I would be black mailed, submit and I would be black maled. I chose the latter.

Since then, Raymond has had me in several other scenes and my horizons have really been opened. That's not all that has been opened. Hehe. But more about that later.

Linda Sue

Jason had his buddies over for their Friday night poker game, so I decided that instead of sitting around watching them play cards, I'd go out for a change. I had heard about a party at one of the frat houses, and decided I'd stop in for a beer or two. As I made my way through the crowded hallways towards the keg, I realized that since I had been seeing Jason, I hadn't gone out by myself once. That little bit of independence was enough to put a smile on my face, and I decided I was going to hang out and have a good time. Several guys were crowded around the keg talking about football or something like that. I stood patiently for a few minutes waiting for a lull in the conversation so I could break through for a beer. The lull never came, but just as I was about to give up and leave, a beer was thrust into my hand. I looked up and into the eyes of an incredibly sexy black guy. I managed to say thanks and felt my heart trying to pound out of my chest. He smiled and introduced himself as Corey.

I took a huge gulp of my beer and told him my name. He said he knew who I was because he knew my boyfriend. I frowned a little when he said this and quickly slammed the rest of my beer. Sensing that I didn't want to talk about my boyfriend, Corey took my glass from me and went to refill it. As he walked I noticed how graceful he was; how his muscles rippled with each step. All of the pictures from the Dark Cavern rushed into my head at once.

When he returned with my beer, I realized that my panties were starting to get wet. Corey saw me gawking at him and just smiled. We started drifting through the house as we talked. Somehow we found ourselves in an empty hallway. We stood silently for a moment and then Corey took my beer from my hand, dropped it on the floor and pulled me to him. Leaning down, he pressed his lips against mine. I started to protest, but instead opened my mouth and sucked his tounge inside. My hands traced the lines of his muscles while Corey's hands cupped my ass. I was so excited I thought I might die. I put my hands under his shirt and felt his solid chest. Corey pulled me even closer to him and I could feel his dick pressing against me. Corey had now lifted up the back of my skirt and stuffed his hands in my panties. I moaned as he caressed my ass with his enormous hands. I remembered the party and that someone could see us at any minute, but I was so turned on I didn't care.

I dropped my hand to his crotch and stroked the outline of his huge dick. God it felt so huge! I had pretty much stopped moving and was just staring in awe at the massive bulge in his pants when I felt Corey sliding a finger into my wet pussy. My knees buckled and I almost came as his finger sunk deep inside me. Jesus, I thought, his finger is as big as Jason's dick! I started tearing at his belt, trying desperately to free his monster penis. I needed to have his dick in me more than I had ever needed anything before. Corey just smiled and with his finger still stuffed inside me, used his free hand to open his pants.

It seemed like the world went completely silent for a moment as I reached a shaky hand into his pants. I wrapped my hand around the head of his dick and shuddered at its warmth. I pulled his pants off his waist and let them fall to his ankles. My jaw dropped when I saw his dick. It was easily the length of my forearm, and just as big around I guessed. I instantly fell to my knees and began kissing the giant black dick that I had been craving for so long. It occured to me briefly that I had never given head before, but I had to take him in my mouth. I opened my jaw wide and slid the head of his monster between my lips. I let my tounge dance on the underside of his penis as I wrapped both hands around the shaft and began pumping his cock.

Corey pulled away and knelt on the floor with me. He laid me down and I trembled in anticipation. He pushed my skirt up around my waist and then startled me by tearing my blouse open. I ignored the shirt and quickly unfastened my bra. Corey leaned forward and took one pink nipple in his mouth. While he sucked on my tits, his hands were busy sliding my wet panties off. Once he had them removed, he shoved his finger back inside me. This time I exploded. "Oh my god!" I screamed, not caring who heard. Corey just kept rubbing my clit as I came and came. Once I caught my breath I opened my eyes to see Corey kneeling between my thighs stroking his huge dick and aiming it at my tight hole. I realized then just how big he was and felt horrified. There was no way he would ever be able to cram that huge cock inside me.

Corey noticed the fear in my eyes and leaned forward to kiss me. As he did, the enormous head of his dick rubbed against my pussy. I moaned as my legs opened wider and Corey began to push his big black dick into me. He got the head in just fine and then seemed like he got stuck. I could feel his dick throbbing as it stretched my tight pussy. I wrapped my legs around his waist trying to urge him on. But Corey was taking his time. He was giving me the chance to get used to the size of his cock. After what seemed like forever, he sunk about three inches of his meat into me. I felt like I was being split in half for a moment and then burst into another orgasm.

As my pussy squeezed his dick, Corey shoved as hard as he could filling me up completely. I let out a long moan as I felt him hit bottom. He was in as far as he could go but was still trying to push. I looked between us and came again when I saw his huge black dick buried in my tiny white body. I realized why he was still pushing when I saw that he was unable to fit about the last three inches of his cock into my pussy. I have never been vocal during sex before, but after seeing his cock in me, I screamed " Jesus, Corey! Fuck me! Please, baby. Fuck me!" He leaned back and withdrew about half of his dick. Then he looked me in the eyes and said, "Here it comes." He thrust forward, filling me again and sending me into yet another orgasm. As I screamed and moaned, Corey realy began plowing into me. He still couldn't fit it all in me, but every time his dick would slam into my cervix I would come again. I was just tossing my head back and forth as Corey's huge cock hammered in and out of my body. He slowed his pace for a minute and said, "Do you like it?" I moaned, " God yeah! I love it Corey. Keep fucking me!" He asked me what I loved so much and I found myself crying " Your cock, baby! God, give it to me. I love your big black cock! Ohhh!" That was apparently the right answer, because he then reached his hands under my ass and began hammering away at my my tight pussy. I was coming constantly, getting dizzy as his cock continued it's assault. I needed his come in me. I have never let anyone come inside me, but I needed it. I begged him " Corey, baby come in me. Come in my pussy!"

He was really slamming me good now and even picked up the pace a little bit. His breathing began to get heavier, and I sensed he was about to come. I braced myself, waiting to feel his hot sperm splash into my pussy. With one final thrust, he erupted. I could feel his come as it slammed the walls of my pussy and then began dripping back out of me. His dick was twitching inside of me triggering more mini orgasms. I wrapped my arms around him and held him there not wanting him to ever take his beautiful black dick out of me. But he pushed himself up and slowly eased his pole out of my pussy. I watched in amazement as inch after inch of his come soaked penis withdrew from my little hole. The rest of his come came pouring out of me when he pulled out, so I scooped as much of it as I could with my fingers and swallowed it. About that time we heard people coming in our direction.

That afternoon I called the elementary school and set up an appointment to meet with this teacher. I arrived early as I usually do, and the teaching staff greeted me, as I had already known and met most of them on different outings in the community. As I sat and waited for our appointment, I saw a woman wearing black pants and a navy blue sweater walk briskly towards me. She was about 5-8 to 5-9 in heels, with beautiful auburn hair and brown eyes.

Her shape was lean but I could tell she would look great if she were wearing something more revealing. I already summarized this was the teacher. And she greeted me warmly as she shook my hand and we walked to the vacant classroom. I followed beside her, but occasionally I let her get a little ahead of me so I could really see her ass. Although lean she had a pleasingly round ass.

For all intents and purposes Patty was nicely proportioned for a 30 something year old mother of two. We arrived at the classroom and I took seat in one of the diminutive chairs as she sat in a regular chair facing me. I am right at 6 feet and over 200 pounds so it was a tight fit. As wet talked I noticed she was intently looking at me when I spoke. I wasn't alarmed but and it wasn't that unusual.

I do a lot of public speaking as a part of my work. But there was something different in her eyes. The conversation was at first strictly about my daughter. But then it took a strange turn. Somewhere we started talking about each other. Before long she was telling me of her husband, and her less than pleasing home life. I was like Duh? But I listened intently. And I listened as all Black men do for certain catch words when talking to a white woman. I won't mention them at this time as to not give our secrets away. But she mentioned many of them. And many times. She asked me if I worked out and at the time I was training for a Triathlon, so I said yes. She asked me how long I was married and I told her. She asked me where I trained and I told her Bally's Health Spa. She mentioned that she was a member and that she had never seen me there before. I explained to her that I go very early in the morning. And never in the evenings, because of the throngs of guys there attempting to pick up girls and just wasting time on the equipment. As we concluded our meeting she said maybe she'd see me sometime at the Spa.

I invited her to come down one morning. From that moment on my daughter was like her daughter in that class. Her grades improved dramatically. And school became a joy. To was my relationship with Patty. I had given her my office number incase she needed to reach me. I had done so as a disguise, but she saw right through that. She would often call me at my office to chat and ask how business was going. Although you could almost tell she wanted to say more but couldn't. One Saturday afternoon I was working on my car, just changing the oil. I went to the parts store to get an oil filter.

Unannounced to me, she had been watching me. And she had found out where I lived and would drive down my block almost every day. When I saw her walk in the parts store I was shocked, but pleased to see her. I asked her what she was doing here and she said she was here to see me. And admitted that she had followed me. Right at that moment I knew what was up. I suggested to her that I was almost finished and that she should give me a call later, I went to give her my cell number but to my surprise she already knew. Well, I quickly finished working on my car and showered. It wasn't ten minutes after I had dressed that my cell phone rang. It was Patty.

I suggested that we meet in a local park for a walk or something. She must have already been there or at least close, because when I arrived she was waiting on me. I got out and expected her to get out of her station wagon. But she didn't, instead I got in and sat down. It was one of those warm May days and already dark. She was wearing a gray sweat suit and I too was wearing jogging suit. Usually I don't wear underwear especially if it's warm. So as my thoughts raced through my head it reflected in my pants what I was thinking about. And I didn't try and hide it either. She was kind of jumpy but she smelled good. I told her to just chill, and I put my hand on her lap. I swear I could almost feel her pussy get wet as I rubbed her thigh as we talked.

Finally I just reached over and kissed her. Although shocked, she kissed my back with a fullness of effort that said I. Want You! Slowly my hand made it's way up to her stomach and to her naval. She too was not wearing any underwear. As we continued to kiss I pulled her sweats down enough to get a finger in her already exceedingly wet pussy. And wet might be an understatement. Then it was two fingers, then three. Finally, I had her sweat pants completely off and was now sucking her small but firm breast. Her nipples swelled twice the normal sized and she moaned uncontrollably. We were in a compact station wagon but you know when your dick gets as hard as mine was it wouldn't matter if you were on the Titanic. You wanted and was going to get some pussy. I let the seat back and it dropped like a rock. She lowered my sweats to my knees. Luckily we were in a very dimly lit part of the Park Parking lot. Without missing a beat she grabbed my black dick with one hand and put the other hand around my ass. And without and help she raised her legs over the steering wheel and up to the roof. In one motion I entered her with a shwoosh sound. As my thick swollen dick pushed all the air out of her pussy. In two or three thrust she was already cumin. She was a real squirter. So much so that it felt like warm piss as the seat was immersed in the wet pussy juice. I for a moment thought she did piss on me. The odor was pungent, but it quickly dissipated.

I fucked her as hard and as deep as I possibly could have given the limitation of space. With each thrust I would hit the steering wheel or the door handle or the dashboard. With either a foot or my ass. I was unfazed by it. And continued fucking like I was crazed. All the while I was whispering in her ear, "Where do you want this cum?" Without muttering a word she let me know where she wanted my seed. As she unbelievably wrapped both legs around my back. And squeezed every last drop of cum out of me. The entire parking lot quaked with the sound of my voice as I left know doubt that this was my pussy from now on, and that I was having a major orgasm. It seemed to last for three to four or five minutes. Unrealistically I couldn't tell if I had stopped cumin. She was beyond the point of reasonable thought. And Patty was babbling something incoherent. As we just lay there motionless. I was getting numb. And had to move, I all but had to force her to let me go. As I made it back to the passenger seat, I watched in amazement as she quivered and shook, as if she were having convulsions. I let the passenger seat back just to catch my breath for a moment. Just as I was finally relaxing she reached over and began to clean me. Something I like. She licked and sucked every part of my balls and my now again swelling dick. Without stopping she continued until I was rock hard again. Right then I knew she was determined to taste my seed.

She gave great head, and just the way a good Blow Job is supposed to be done. No teeth, just tongue and lips. I came again, not as much as the first cum shot, but hard enough for her to gag just a bit as I filled her mouth with the sweet juice. Before she could swallow I made her show me that all my seed was in her mouth. She opened just enough to prove it was still there and on my command she swallowed it. Much to mine and hers delight. I pulled my sweats up and kissed her good night. On the lips, but with no tongue.

From that moment on, she was my White Slut. From then on we nearly fucked every day. I would fuck her on my office desk at lunch time, on my office floor, in my car, in her family van. I'd fucked her to a point where she would get friction burns from the mattress. I'd fuck her in a dark area of a local club. While people were around. She didn't like hotels so rarely went. But when we did. She was a maids nightmare. The sheets would be completely soiled with her cum. I'd make her wear no panties and keep a finger in her pussy almost all night if we were out somewhere.

Finally, like all good things this too had to end as her needs and her desires and most of all her demands for more realistic relationship increased to a point where she wanted a new husband. Me...! That's when I had to end it. Not to feel sorry for Patty, I later found out that she was sucking and fucking the school janitor, and had an abortion by him.

Back in college I babysat for a building contractor who coached a basketball team - AAU- and, of course there were always young men around the house. Some were black, some weren't. All of them were in great shape! I loved babysitting for the fringe benefits. Parties, games, just good clean fun. Ben was the coach, and Norma was his wife. Norma loved to tell me about her sex life with Ben, and how he coaxed her into getting breast implants, and she loved showing them off to me and all the guys, especially Vic. During one party, Norma and Vic were in the garage and Vic had his hands in Norma's panties. Needless to say I have that image in my memory to this day. Vic was a real tease! He was about 6 foot with a great build. He loved showing off, and always seemed to be sexually on. After seeing Vic and Norma, I fantasized about him. Well as luck would have it, I got my chance one evening when I was babysitting. Norma and Ben were gone for the evening, and the kids were watching tv. I was on the phone with a girlfriend, and the door bell rang. It was Vic. The kids knew and loved Vic, so all was normal. He was looking for Ben, so I invited him in. I had butterflies in my stomach, but I had no idea what was coming.

We went in the dining room to talk, while the kids continued watching tv. I dont really recall the exact details, but before long Vic asked me if I found him attractive. I played coy, as I did not want to tell him the truth. He continued to press and moved his chair closer. He started rubbing my leg, and I was getting very excited. The idea of a black lover was both exciting and scary. Black men and white women did not mix. It was forbidden, my father and mother would kill me.

After what seemed an eternity Vic leaned over and kissed me and I felt like exploding. Oh, did I mention I was a virgin. This was what I wanted, but never planned. I thought about the kids! I broke off the kiss and asked him " what about the kids"? I asked them to go to bed, and they did not like that at all. What followed was a long process to get them into bed, and get them to sleep. Minutes seemed like days. I dont know how long it took to get them to sleep.

By then Vic was in the living room watching tv. I stood in the hallway, and thought, I am 17, a virgin, and I am alone, well almost, with a black man. I was very excited! I decided to let this go forward. I went in and sat next to Vic, and before you know it his tongue was in my mouth, and his hands were on my titties. I wanted to touch his dick, but I didnt. He was going to have to take me, even though I wanted this as much as he did. He undid my bra and I pulled my top off, along with my bra. My nippled were hard as a rock. I reached for his zipper. I had never touched a guys dick, but instinct took over. He was hard. I had trouble pulling it out. when it was finally out, I leaned over and started to lick and suck his dick. I did not know what I was doing, but who cared.

When he put his hands in my panties, it suddenly occured to me, I am going to make love for the first time. I pulled his shirt off, and this was great! My girlfriends were going to be so jealous. He was so dark, and muscular, and he had his finger in my pussy. He was rubbing my clitoris. I was loving this! I asked him to go into Ben and Norma's bedroom, and he agreed. We picked up our clothes! We walked hand in hand into the bedroom. I unzipped my shorts, and pulled my panties off at the same time. I was naked with a man, and he had gotten naked with me!

I laid down on the bed, and he slid his dick in my pussy! It hurt! I did not know if it was because he was so big, or I was new at this. I asked him to stop so I could find some vaseline. Well that took an hour or two! Finally, I rubbed his dick with vaseline, and he slid his dick in all the way. He pumped me and came in my pussy very quickly. I never did! I was excited, nervous, happy and 10 other emotions. Little did I know this was the beginning of a lot of sex with black men, a few white women, including Norma, and now a husband who is white who wants me to fuck a black man, so he can watch, and then lick his come out of my pussy.

We finally moved to Connecticut and made it happen. We met "C" and Jenoa's attraction was obvious. The second time we met it actually happened. It took forever to get it to happen. I had to start things and it went from there. We had a good time after the initial nervousness wore off. We saw "C'" one more time, however, it was not meant to be after that. In retrospect Jenoa said he was not very creative and he just laid there.

The secon person we met was "K". It was instant attraction and it took less time. "K" was very well hung and actually scared Jenoa. All things considered, it fitted just fine and she had the time of her life. He orgasmed numerous times and "K" was very creative. Jenoa looked forward to it happening again. All in all it is still going on, however, there is a work schedule conflict.

Being the open couple that we were, we were both aware of each other's sexual history. Darla had told me that when she was a cheerleader at college, (USC) she had been fairly promiscuous. During that time she had been with several Football and Basketball players. While she had mostly been with white guys, she did have two black lovers along the way. However, the story that always got both of us extremely excited was this:

On a road trip to South Bend, IN, she hooked up with a Black running back on the team. After some flirting, and some hidden drinking, she went up to his room. He made love to her for a long time, and she was in the throngs of organism when she opened her eyes to see four other black players were in the room and naked. Even though she protested at first, each forced their cocks in her mouth and came, while her original guy continued to fuck her. As Darla told the story, she would admit that she was turned on the whole time, and really never felt used or raped although she really had been. After this incident, Darla quit the cheerleading squad, but never told anyone about this incident at the time.

Naturally we would talk about her being with a black man once again. You should know that I am well hung, so that extra size was not the issue. There was just something about the black on white contrast that got us both excited. We decided that on our next vacation we would do the deed. We were in South Beach this past November, and through some previous contacts found out about a private sex party to be held in a residence in the Cocoanut Grove area. We were told that there would be a diverse group of people there.

When we got to the party,there were about 20 people there, mostly couples. However almost all were white, or light skinned Latinos. While we had a great time, and both were with many others that night, including time in the orgy room, we still wanted Darla to be with a black man. I was talking to another guy about this desire, and he told me that him and his wife were also into the Black/White scene, as well as the party scene. He further said that there was a special event coming up next week, and we could go with them. When I asked for details, he convinced me that I would like it better to be surprised, but that it would be more than I could hope for.

Darla was up for a new adventure, so we decided to go with Joe and Nancy next week. When the night came, Darla wore a loose dress, short and with nothing under it, as we had been instructed. We also had a change of clothes for her to wear later. I was just in jeans and a shirt since tonight I would be a spectator rather than a participant. Joe and Nancy picked us up at our hotel, and we drove to the Fort Lauderdale area, to a rundown industrial area. We parked in a fenced in lot outside of a warehouse with about 6 other cars.

Once inside a black man wearing black sweats met us. He told us that the men were to go to a seating area, and that he would take charge of the ladies. During the next 20 minutes or so other guys kept arriving until about 15 of us were seated in comfortable easy chairs, facing a black curtained area. Suddenly the lights were dimmed where we sat, and the curtains went up revealing 15 women, all dressed in loose dresses, and all with their hands tied behind their backs. The women were of varying sizes and shapes, but right away I saw that Darla was the best looking one of the group.

Nothing happened for a few minutes. You could see the women nervously looking around. Their were bright flood lights on them, and I don't think they could see us. At that point a number of black men (about 30 or so) came in from both sides of the stage. Not a word was spoken but these guys descended on the women and started to roughly feel them up, and touch them. Some had their dresses pulled up and were fingered in their cunts and asses. Others were kissed and tits were squeezed. As these men kept moving from woman to woman, they started to tear at the dresses. Soon each of the women were naked, as guys were pawing them, fingering them,kissing them, licking them, all in a very roughneck fashion. I looked around me, and saw a number of my fellow watchers had their cocks out and were jerking off. I started doing the same.

Now on stage, the women were being forced to the ground, and the guys were also undressing. Each woman seemed to have one guy fucking her from behind as another started fucking her mouth. None of the guys wore condoms. This went on for a long time. Each women was fucked and blew guy after guy as they moved from woman to woman. The sex sounds were so loud that it almost hurt your ears as they echoed through the building. At some point the action stopped and the women were all lying on the ground covered in cum, and looking exhausted. The guys all started to leave as they finished.

From the back, a new group of men were walking in, all naked. These guys all looked like street bums,beards, stubble, like a bunch of homeless people. The other noticeable thing was that although none of them were hard, each had extremely large dicks. The door greeter, still in his black sweats got the women up with a riding prod. He moved them along like they were cattle, and each started blowing one of the guys on the stage. It was unbelievable to watch these enormous pricks grow as the homeless guys were fucking our wives mouths. The guy in sweats moved the women from man to man so that each one seemed to get two or three mouthloads.

When all of this was over,the curtains were let down. I looked around me, and none of the guys were getting up, and in fact most were still jerking off. Finally the guy in the sweats opened a door on the side and told us we could pick up our women whenever we wanted. Joe and I headed through the door to the back, and all of the women were lying around, still naked. There were also still about 12 blackguys there, most of them fucking one of the women or getting a blow job. In fact Darla was busy blowing this 6'5 guy in a corner of the room. Nancy seemed to be passed out on the floor. When Darla was done, Joe dressed Nancy, and I dressed Darla in the other clothes we had brought.

Both women slept in the back of the car the whole way home. Joe asked if we wanted to stay at their house,and I agreed. We put the girls in a guest room bed, Joe showed me to my room,and he headed for his own. The next morning at breakfast both girls were chipper as could be. The cooked in the nude, and made out with each other as they moved around the kitchen. After breakfast, I spent the morning in bed with Nancy, and Joe went off with Darla. That night was the first time Darla and I were finally alone so we could talk about her adventure.

I decided to get it for him, and told the dealer I'd come by tomrrow to pick it up for him.

As it turned out, I was soooo busy, I just could not get there, but when I phoned to cancel, they said they would deliver it, the customer service representative would review the operation with me, and all they asked was for me to test drive it by giving him a ride back to the dealership. It was about 5PM, and I had just got home, and the doorbell chimed; it was a black guy, well dressed, about 30 years old.

"Mrs Mills ??" he asked, and as I nodded he said "I'm here with the Navigator.

If you have a few minutes, I'll go over it with you"

This guy was about six two, slim, and had a great smile.

I still had my suit dress on, but I slipped on a ski jacket, a pair of snow boots and went out with him.

It was not snowing, but it was cold. We walked around the vehicle, and he explained the features, then he asked me to sit in the drivers seat, he stood in the open door by me and he reviewed all the switches, and their function.

He noticed a couple of times that my skirt had ridden up a fair bit. When he bent down to show me how the seat adjustment mechanisms worked, his nose was less than a foot from the slit in my skirt, and he was very aware of it.

We were both getting cold, but his eyes seldom left mine, and I knew we both were feeling an increasing amount of electricity between us. Finally, he adjusted the headrest, and put his hand on my forehead to lean me back to test it.

His hand was cold, and I reached out and caressed his cheek with my cold hand, and said "We are both getting cold, would you drink a cup of something warm ?"

"Yes, Thank you" he said, and we went in.

"What a beautiful home" Dennis said, and as I flipped on the kettle, I said " let me show you my favorite room."

My father built this house for me six years ago when I first got married, and one of the features is a beautiful solarium with a hot tub. It has great views over the snow covered hills, and has an ajoining lounge area with slate floors, and cleverly built in heat lamps overhead. After the heat lamps have been on for 20 minutes, the slate is about 80 degrees, and it is a great place to lounge about.

Dennis commented on how wonderful the hot tub would feel, I agreed,and I offered to join him if he wished.

He stammered ... and well, accepted, and I showed him the change room/shower, got him a couple towels, and went to put on my bikini. I was gone only seconds it seemed, but he was in when I got back, and a towell was lying on the deck beside him. It was clear he had wrapped a towel around his naked self after stripping off his clothes. His hair was wet, and I knew he had showered.

I have a white thong bikini that shows me off to best advantage, and he noticed and whistled, I piroutted for him and he discovered the thong, and I could tell he liked what he saw.

I stepped in and we talked. He had a great manner about him, and we had several laughs. It was hot in the water, and soon I had to sit on the edge to cool.

Dennis slid over to the stairs and sat on the stair such that only his chest was out of the water, He did not want to show his nude self, and as I laughed at him, he got embarrassed, I said oh well , and took off my top. "Now we are even, and you do not have to hide" He could not keep his eyes off my breasts but he did slide over to my side of the tub, and emerged. He was not hard, but he had a magnificent black member hanging there -it was my turn to have a good look, and I did.

It was already six or seven inches long, a beautiful shade of black, with a shade of purple and red in the head, and testicles that looked like lemons wrapped in black.

He sat beside me and leaned over and kissed me. It was a gentle, soft kiss, and I put my hand around his neck and kissed back, firmly, and with my tongue, parted his lips and entered.

My husband and I met about six or seven years ago. We have great sex, love each other, but we both view sex as a separate issue from love. Either can screw on the side, in fact it turns us both on to listen to each others' stories, Our only rule is no outside emotional attachments. Screwing is pleasure, yes, fuck 'em and forget 'em.

Dennis had one of his hands on my breast, I stood up, pulled him with me, and led him over the warm slate to the chaise lounge. I sat him down, straddled his knees, and sat. I reached down and cradled his beautiful black balls in my hands.

I love to fondle a man's testicles, and these were large plump ones. He was fully erect now, and his hands were on my breasts, massaging them, thumbing my nipples. His sexual energy was rising fast, I pushed him onto his back, pulled off my thong, and said "stay there, I'll be right back"

I went quickly to the kitchen, grabbed four shot glasses, dumped in a squeeze of lemon in each, a dash of hot sauce, two ounces of vodka and threw a small raw oyster in each. I found a couple condoms, put it all on a tray and headed out to Dennis.

I straddled his stomach and sat, and held the shooter to his lips and said "Shoot". He did.

I downed half of mine, dumped the rest on his chest, licked up the vodka and slurped up and swallowed the oyster.

He was laughing at me, kissing me and fondling me, all at the same time, as I kissed back, I could feel his manhood probing at me, and I reached down and positioned his his head at my entrance. Just a few wiggles and the head popped inside me.

"Don't come " I said, "it is still here" and I waggled a condom at him. He rotated his hips and ground his penis until he was fully inside. I sat there on top of him, not moving, and slowly began to massage his penis with my pussy muscles. "Wow" he muttered. His hands were on my breasts , those long black fingers on my light skin, massaging and caressing. I think I ascended to heaven for a minute or two, I was slowly sliding up and down on him, He was carefully thrusting in rhythm to me, this guy was a wonderful lover, and then I just lost it. I started sliding and bucking and just as got to the edge of orgasm I remembered "Condom", and slid off up to his chest. He put his hands on my buttocks and slid me up onto his face. His hot tongue wiggled and flipped my clit, ploughed up and down my slit, and then I started to shake and quiver, and as the orgasm built, I grabbed his hair and rode his tongue as the orgasm crashed through my senses.

When it subsided, I slid down to his knees, I ripped open the condom, and unrolled it on that black throbbing piece of flesh, and put him back inside me. The tongue was great, but this piece of manhood was designed for pleasure.

He sat up, then stood up , with me still wrapped around him. He carried me a few steps to the table and sat me on the edge then started to thrust into me. Each thrust was firmer, then harder, then urgent. I leaned back and watched that black glistening dick slam in and out of me. That orgasmic wave started building in me again, and we both roared to climax. I must of had my eyes closed as we finished, when I looked down the condom was gone, but he was still thrusting in and out of me. I could feel it inside me, but I was too euphoric to stop. Finally he slowed, and I pushed him away. I fished out the condom, and it was intact, and laden with come.

"Gawd, I'm sorry about that" he said, but I knelt in front of him and ripped open another condom. This time I dried him off with a towell first, and unrolled it on him. He was fully erect again, and he turned me around, leaned me over tue table and took me from behind.

There is something wonderfully animalistic about looking between your own legs and seeing a pair of black testicles slapping against you. I had one hand on the table edge for support, and with the other I squeezed that swaying black sac. The more I squeezed and caressed, the harder and faster he thrust. This one was for him, selfish and hard, he had his hands on my hips and slammed me on his every thrust. I squirmed and wiggled, I squeezed my pussy as tight as I could, I made him work, and I drove him to the edge of climax, then as he lost control, I started panting, loud and fast. I squeezed those black balls as hard as I could and he erupted. He was like a jackhammer, banging into me and then I came too. It was a fast, hard crashing orgasm, and as it finished, I was soaked in sweat. I led him into the shower, and we soaped each other off and giggled and laughed as if we were 15 years old.

We went back to the lounge chair, and I stretched out, and he sat crosslegged between my legs. We had another shooter, and I took the last condom ripped it open, and swirled it around my finger. He took it put it on, and mounted me. He used that long hard black dick like a vibrator, he found every nerve inside me. He fucked me until I was panting again, then he started to speed up, harder and faster, I was moaning and panting, I had my legs up over his arms, and as I started to come, he slowed down his thrusting and I begged him to fuck me harder, his long slow thrusts made hornier and hungrier than I have ever been, and then they started, full length thrusts, into my very soul, harder and faster, and my orgasm just kept rolling and rolling and rolling. I knew he was coming again too, then the bliss eased, and he slowed, and finally it was over.

I took Dennis back to the dealership sometime that evening, and if John did not love that SUV so much, I might be able to take in down to the dealer for a check up one day.

I am a 43-year-old wife and mother, a college-educated professional. The classic Midwestern white girl with minimal contact with blacks. Pretty much the “earth mother” type, I rarely dress up or wear make-up, leave my silver hair uncolored and have always favored romantic flowing skirts or basic jeans. Feeling a need for adventure, I had begun exploring the world of sex chat on the internet. Now, here I was meeting a man with whom I had only shared brief phone and computer talks. Talks with a younger black man - who instructed me to wear a trashy outfit. As I write this, I realize my story sounds unreal - but every word is true. In fact, I have a hard time describing the fun and passion that followed.

DarkStar introduced himself in a quiet, assured voice and led the way into the apartment complex. We sat at the dining room table talking about all sorts of normal things. "You're shaking." he declared. I could not deny it. I am certain now that the talking was just to give me a chance to try to relax. It helped a little. I found myself talking about everyday life. Nevertheless, my mind – and my body – could not forget why I had come.

Almost businesslike, DarkStar said, “Stand up – let me look at you.”

He took off his shirt and pants. His lithe body was beside me. We kissed and I moaned as I felt his hardness against my crotch. “Now you’re gonna see what you came here for” he said, as he exposed his big, black dick. He was right; I had come for this. My husband, at a scant five or six inches was no comparison to this big black treat. He took me by the shoulders. “Kneel”, he said, and as I sank to my knees in front of his naked body, he added, “Suck it baby.”

Everything moved so quickly after that. This was obviously SEX – not love, not a date, nothing but primal lust. As I kissed, licked and sucked on the first black cock I had ever seen, I felt myself reeling from desire. Since my husband is impotent, I hadn’t had sex for quite awhile. Even when we are able to make love, it is not exactly earthshattering. Now, here was the longest, sexiest dick I had ever seen right in front of me.

The added thrill of seeing my very white skin against his blackness made me shake even more. I have always liked (and envied) the rich color of blacks. It was the ultimate fantasy to think about touching and being touched by a good-looking black stud. Now, here I was with one who was a complete stranger... totally naked... feeling every inch of our bodies touching. I was more than ready for this. I was like a cat in heat.

He lifted me to my feet. “Go over by the couch and kneel. I’m gonna show you what you’ve been missing. When I get through with you, you’re never going to want white again!”

Then he pushed his dick into my aching cunt and I thought I would die. It seemed to go on and on, longer and harder than any other cock I'd had before. He filled and stretched me to the limit as he pumped, his balls slapping my ass. I started to cum almost immediately and juice flowed from my pussy. As I came… again and again… he varied his strokes… never letting up or barely giving me a chance to catch me breath. There was no counting the times my body spasmed with cum after cum.

Suddenly, I felt his hand stroke my ass, give it a light tap and… SLAP – he spanked me! My body convulsed again with a combination of the surprise, slight pain and ecstasy. "You like that baby?" he crooned, "We haven't start yet. You're going to know just how good it is before I'm done." Then his strokes became slow and sensual, as he massaged my back with strong strokes of his hands matching the rhythm of his dick. I buried my head in the couch, stifling my screams.

I found myself moaning, begging: “… Stop… don’t stop… I’ll do anything, please just keep fucking me. I feel like such a whore.” He made me feel like a slut - totally sexual – and I loved it! When I told him I’d do anything for him, he started making suggestions… other men, his other women, “Gee baby, maybe I could even make some money with you. Sell you to some brothers. Would you like that?” I could hear humor in his soft voice as he whispered in my ear and continued his pounding against my rear.

Oh my God! I knew he would back down if I said no. We were there for fun and games for both of us – nothing forced. I knew deep down that he was testing limits, giving me options. However, I didn’t care, I told him I would do anything at all – even let him sell my body.

The thrill of all his dark sexual power over me is the biggest high I have ever felt. When he asked if I could find other white women who wanted this thrill, I found myself trying to figure who I could recruit. This would shock my friends... maybe I could find some through the chat network... I promised him I would try to find others to share this with. (Hint-Hint - any women from the Twin Cities that want confirmation that Minneapolis DarkStar is everything I say and more, Email me. I am not making any of this up!)

Totally letting DarkStar have control, I learned how he liked to be sucked, how to use my hands to best advantage as I stroked his cock. First, he would fuck me from behind with strong, relentless strokes. When I was feeling ready to collapse, I would get a break. Then I could take his lovely meat into my mouth. I found I wanted it so badly that I could get it deeper into my mouth than I had ever taken anyone’s cock before. Of course, with my limited experiences and husband's meager cock, I certainly had not ever tried to take so much cock into my willing mouth. My jaw felt as if it were stretched beyond its limits. Deeper and harder I sucked. Even when I’d feel myself starting to gag, his moans of pleasure as I got it deeper into my throat made me try to go even further down that long hard shaft. Holding his member with both hands, there was plenty of head to suck above them The thought of all of that inside me made me gasp.

DarkStar’s stamina was incredible. I am used to "slam, bam, thank-you ma'am." Prolonged fucking is a distant memory from college and it was never like this! Dark Star kept me sucking and licking. He pumped me tirelessly from behind - again and again. It was only when we both knew that we were running out of time and had to leave that he finally came – shooting all over my breasts. As I rubbed the semen into my skin, I licked and sucked up the sweet/salty drops from his still hard cock. “Babe, you’ll never look at black the same again. You’ll be watching us on the street. Those white boys aren’t going to be enough anymore.”

Oh my god… he was right. I ached from the deep pounding, totally wasted from feeling my body lose complete control to this handsome, black stranger. I wanted more. Want more! As he dressed, I touched him… kissed him… begged him to touch me. That was when I decided (if he liked it) to call him Minneapolis DarkStar – a black, fiery passion that had filled my world for part of an afternoon in the snowy Twin Cities of Minnesota.

We plan to get together again in a few weeks. I am now hooked on black cock. And he knows it! Afterward, I did some shopping (my alibi for the afternoon.) I brought home a few extra treats that I have stashed away – some tight mini-dresses – one black, one deep wine – for our future adventures. I want to learn to satisfy him as he satisfied me. I want to experience his ebony body in every way possible. Silver is now a white slut-wife!

The sweet white wife has been fully instructed by her black lover as to what he expects from her. The white husband has also been well informed as to his duties of what to do and when, and what not to do!

The black guy has told the wife that his desire is to keep a FRESH supply of his black cum inside her white body for 28 days straight. I fuck you every day for the first seven days, to make sure you have plenty of my cum to start out with, then once every two days for the next 21 days, for a total of 17 times in 28 days.

The husband gets the raw end of the deal, literally. He will take sandpaper or something close and rub his white dick until it is too sore for anything except pissing. You can get hard all you want but fucking her or beating off is not allowed. When we are in the position shown in the picture you will lick, like a lollipop, first her ass and then my balls all in one swipe up, and repeat till told otherwise.

I want you to help me cum in your wife and massaging my balls with your tongue will be your contribution. You can raw up your white dick while I am using your wife's sweet little white, wet, creamy married cunt to rub the sides of my black dick. Since you will have to keep your own cum inside your little white balls, we might as well put some real man cum in your belly to give yours a lesson on how to get out. When I get done with her, and your tongue will know when that is, you will hold her legs together to keep most of my juices inside her, then you pull them apart and lick all you see left over.

That is the ultimate, knowing the little white wife is doing her daily routines with the black cum only living inside her. One month of constant, just delivered interracial result. What power that black dick has.

That is the plan, so I am open for suggestions or comments on the subject. WHITEBOY.

I travel quite a bit for work. I happened to be visiting a small town about an hour or so away from a good friend of mine from college. I spent Sunday with my buddy and his family. Our reunion went until about 11 pm Sunday night at which point I started to head back to the hotel. About a mile before I was to the exit I heard the loud noise coming from the rear of my truck. I pulled over with disgust to find that I had a flat tire on the rear driver's side. I got the gear out of my truck and started to change the tire. Let me tell you that a tractor trailer doing 65 looks quite ominous when you squatting there changing a tire.

Anyway, after I got the lugs loose and started raising the vehicle a local cop car pulls up along side of me. I stand up to acknowledge his present and notice that there is a male officer driving and a female officer in the passenger seat. They asked me if I had all that I needed to change the tire and I said yes then they drove off. They must have got about 200 feet ahead then the car started to back up. They pulled right behind me and put on their lights.

Both officers got out the car and walked towards me. The female officer did not speak but walked around my truck shining a flash light in the window. The male officer just came over and shot the breeze with me. He said something about the 18 wheelers move further over when they see the flashing lights. I thought nothing of it and keep changing the tire. They stood there talking to me while I did the change. Just as I was letting the truck down the male officer asked where I was headed. I told him just up the road to the Marriot, probably about 3 or 4 miles from the next exit. Then he completely shocked me with his next question. He asked if I mind if she rode with me. For the first time I looked at the female officer as a woman.

I would guess her age about 33-36. She was dishwater blonde with brown eyes and stood about 5'6", probably 130-140. She was pretty but not glamorous. She looked like a mom, I can remember thinking to myself. I started to feel tension building in me. I moved my gym back off the front seat and made room for her. She got in, then I got in and we drove off. She introduced herself as Jill. Mike, the male officer was following close behind. She told me she was married with two kids. Mike was also married but fucked her often and many times found studs to fuck her. She said that when she saw me working on the truck it took little convincing on Mike's part because she thought instantly that she wanted to screw me. I was flattered.

When we got to the hotel. She followed me up, Mike to my surprise stayed in the car. First thing I did was get all the grime off my hands while she took off her belt. Then without speaking any more words we stared to go at it pretty heavy. We kissed like crazy and undressed. I am the pussy eating type but I was a little anxious wanted to immediately sink my cock into this lovely woman. She was dripping with anticipation as I held her labia open to accept my thick dark cock. I said it before and I'll say it again there isn't anything better than seeing dark cock going into hot wet white pussy.

The folds of her pussy yielded to my invading cock effortlessly. I could feel her pussy clenching onto my cock with each thrust about every few thrusts she would start shaking a little as an orgasm came over her. I was fucking her just as hard and deep as I could and it felt great. Next she started to stimulate my nipples. I lost it. I spurted so much cum inside of her as she attempted to pull me close so she could come again as I recover. I just laid there deep inside of here as she started to come down. My hardon was still raging so I got her up on all fours and started slamming my cock to hilt at a lightning pace. I could see some of my own seed glistening on my cock. Every time I shoved my cock inside her she brought her ass back so my cock would go deeper. My cock never felt so deep inside a woman. I only lasted a short while.

I sat back and looked at this lady as laid next to me gently stroking my cock. I hear a light rap at the door. It was Mike. Jill did something next that kinda took me by surprise. She got on her back and spread her legs. She asked Mike if he liked the way her pussy looked. He said yes and inserted two fingers into her cum filled pussy. Mike asked me if I got my cock sucked because Jill gives the best head. I went over and immediately offered her something to suck on, LOL. Mike seemed amazed at how much jism was gushing from this womans pussy... I heard him say fuck it one more load wont hurt.

Then he dropped his pants and shoved his cock inside of her cunt. As she was painting my cock with her tongue I knew I couldnt cum again anytime soon nonetheless I sat back and enjoyed the treat. Mike fucked her for about 3 minutes before he came inside of her. He then got up, dressed and left. Jill wasn't far behind. She thanked me and informed me that I was her first black guy in over two years and that she now knows she needs black cock as a steady part of her diet. I kissed her on the cheek and she left. Needless to say, I slept like a baby.

This is my story and I swear its true.

My wife got her first taste of black cock! I want to say it turned out to be fantastic. We met the guy from DC, he goes by 9X5. He answered our ad and we talked a lot over e-mail and phone. We finally decided to meet and he flew out to meet us.

The day of the meet was a very nervous day for my sexy wife. We both took the day off and I took her shopping to buy a new sexy dress for her to wear. We spent most of the day looking and did find the perfect dress. It was black, very tight, and showed off her big tits very nice. We went to the hotel room, and my wife spent a couple of hours getting ready.

I called our friends room and he was to meet us in the lounge at 6. We went to the lounge, a little late, and Gene was standing next to the bar. I knew it was him right away and he I could tell he liked what he saw also when we walked in. He gave my wife a kiss on the cheek and we sat down for drinks. He was loving every minute looking at my sexy wife in her tight dress. We talked and soon headed to the restaurant for dinner.

Over dinner the talked turned to sex and our friend told my wife how sexy and good she looked, and how he wanted to take her to the room. We finished and off we went. He went to his room and us to ours where we would meet in 15 minutes. My wife got ready and she was showing her tits and she looked great. Gene arrived and he was very pleased with what he saw. We had a drink and soon the two of them were on the bed. I had put in a amateur home video and we watched it for a few minutes. But in no time Gene was kissing her and playing with her tits.

I could not believe how sexy it looked and how much I liked watching her enjoy his passion for her. Soon he was sucking on her nipples and I got the video cam going. He teased and played with her for a while and all this time my wife was massaging his big cock.

Soon he asked her to try 69 and it seemed she could not wait. I watched her as she sucked his now very big hard black cock and was trying to take it all down her throat, I could not believe how hot she was and how much she was enjoying his cock.

With my camera going I watched her suck his cock for 10 minutes or more as he ate her pussy. Then it was time for the real thing to happen. He told her he wanted her pussy and she said yes in a second.

He laid her on the bed and positioned her in the center of the bed. With the camera rolling her got her legs open and as I watched, my wife took his cock in her hands and led him to her pussy. He started slow and eased it into her inch by inch. My wife started to move her ass and soon he was all the way in, deep into her pussy.

He went slow at first but then once she was comfortable he started to increase his speed and hardness. He fucked her for quite some time, then he had her get on all fours, where he banged her for what seemed like forever.

All this time I was rolling the cam and telling her how sexy she looked. Before the night was over, Gene fuck my wife in every position possible, she sucked his cock when he would ask, and he finally came on her tits as she milked his cock dry.

It was quite the night, and we are going to meet Gene again in Jan. If there are any couples out there going for the first time, try this guy. He is a very nice, non-pushy guy who knows how to treat a woman and is very good at pleasing her in the bedroom.

Well, after a few more exchanges, he wrote and asked if we hook up at a local restaurant. So after my night class, I drove over and met them. I was hoping for the best. I do a lot better when I find the woman I'm going to fuck to be attractive and a willing partner. Not having seen her pic, I just didn't know what expected.

When I walked back to another part of the restaurant, I looked around and made eye contact with the first couple I saw. It was them. I walked over, introduced myself and we got acquainted. The wife seemed to be about 38 yro. She looked very much the married type and was attractive. So I knew I was in for a good time. After finishing our food, they told me they lived in an apartment near the restaurant. Cool, I thought.. we wouldn't have to get a hotel.

When I arrived at their place, we again sat on living room couch and made some small talk and after a while, K got up and went to her bedroom. She came back wearing a black see-through night gown. She knew just how to get a brotha going. She sat between us and we both begin to work her body. I stroked her naked pussy and her hubby sucked her nice size tits. When she turned to me for a kiss, I knew she was hungry. Afterwards she got up and walked back to the bedroom. We followed. I removed my clothes and her husband and I got in bed with her. The atmosphere was cool. A couple of bright candles were burning and she laid herself out letting me know that her body was mine.

First I got my mouth on her tits again and then checked out her pussy--it was getting wetter by the minute. Of course my cock was already seriously hard. After she stroked it a few times, she got busy sucking it like a good, hot, white woman will do. I always know that that white women will give me head. They love the feel and size of my cock, even though they rarely can take all of it down their throat. K sucked hella good. I could tell she was experienced. I could tell also that she could have easily taken on three or four brothas like me that night. K wanted to be used and used good. Her hubby also wanted her to be used.

Well, I held back a lot. I didn't want to cum too soon. I know we didn't have much time, but I'd thought I'd tease her a little. After she gave me head, I got on top of her and slowly slid my cock inside her waiting, hot, white cunt. You know baby was hungry. I didn't feed it to her hard though... 'cause I wanted to take it slow. I was holding back. The pussy was good and tight and she kept her tongue in my mouth as we fucked.

After a few minutes, she wanted to get on top and take charge. When she did, she fucked my cock deeper inside. Baby wanted to be stretched. She wanted the head of my dick pounding against her womb and so I let it happen. At the same time, she gave hubby head while she boned on my dick. Of course my hands were squeezing her fine ass tits.

We fucked that way for a while and then it was my turn to take charge. I needed to have her legs spread wide so I could use her pussy. My cock was rock hard and I knew at any moment I would be giving her the cum she wanted. (Sometimes, by the way, I'm reluctant to fuck without some sort of protection, but in this case I couldn't help it.) Well, I pounded her pussy. I just laid flat on her and grinded the fuck hole until I came inside her where she wanted it to be.

After I pulled out, her hubby got inside. He also boned her pussy 'til he came inside her. When I got back inside her again, I made her close her legs together. I could feel the heat of her cunt juices and my and her hubby's cum. Baby was very wet. And because I like the pussy to be super tight on my cock, I made her close her legs so my cock could get that tight fit. She seemed to like that. I was slow to get hard again, but as we kissed, I begin to fill her pussy up with hard cock. I pounded her so good that I worked up a sweat. Her hubby was cool enough to go get me a tile. The more I fucked her, the more she got into it. It turned me on even more when I saw her give her left hand to her hubby so he could suck her fingers while I pounded his wife's hot pussy.

K really wanted me to cum again, but I knew that would take a while and we just didn't have time. After her hubby jammed her pussy again, I got back inside and came a little. If we had more time, I could have given her a lot more.

Well, thanks Coco for helping us to hook us up.

If there are any women in the Sacramento, CA area who are interested in hooking up, write me.

Hanging low on her waist, threatening to fall off her hips with every wiggle, the dark green skirt was to about mid calf with a slit up one leg to just above her knee. I could see in the eyes of the men behind her, they were watching the cheeks of her ass move seductively as she walked towards me. She knew me cause I had sent her pics of me and we both smiled as we approached each other. In the center of the area, we stopped, looked at each other, giggled, then hugged each other, our bodies pressing tightly against each other, our heat obvious to all who watched. No one was sure of our relationship till our lips met and then our mouths opened to allow our tongues to dance inside each others mouths. There was no mistake to our onlookers, we were lovers! Little did anyone know, it was our first meeting.

I led her out of the airport and into my car and off we drove. As we drove we chatted and got to know each other. I drove thru downtown with the excuse it was to show her our city but I had other plans of course. I parked in an area unknown to her but very well known to me cause I had been here many times before. We got out of the car and I asked her if she was ready for her first adventure? She told me I was hers to command and I liked that. Standing there in the parking lot I told her to take off her top and pull up her skirt to just over her tits. She did this. This meant all she had on was the skirt and now with it pulled up like it was, it was also a very mini dress with the slit now about at her waist. I gave her a while belt to cinch it at the waist and It looked like a dress only very mini with a very revealing slit up one side all the way to her waist. We were both wearing four inch black heels and I took her hand and led her into the lounge.

Our eyes adjusted to the dark and when she finally got to see good, all she could see were all the black men in the club. I had picked this club because downtown after workers got out, this club was known as a blacks only club and others only found it by accident and soon left. I was immediately recognized by the bartender and several others with shouts of hey cheryl thrown in my direction.

In this club I was known as a good time girl if you know what I mean, but this day and time and place was for my blonde baby. We sat down at a table and soon had some free drinks placed in front of us. I never paid for anything here and I was glad to see blonde baby accepted so readily as well. A large black man named victor who had fucked me before, came over and sat down and I introduced him to my new friend. I saw his hand on her knee and she looked at me and then she watched me as I reached over and spread her legs open a bit wider, victor saw this too and smiled. His hand became more open in his movements and I watched his hand go higher up her leg and she on her own, opened her legs even wider, inviting his hand to go farther. He soon had his fingers rubbing her clit and in and out of her very wet pussy. I could hear the sloshing noises and for a minute I was jealous it was her and not me getting worked over like that here in the bar. Several other guys had been watching this action, and soon we were joined by three other black bucks, hoping for a piece of the action. My blonde baby asked me where the bathrooms were and victor offered to show her and escort her there. She gave me a knowing look and I gave her the same look. I had told her of my last trip to the bar and the last trip I had made to the bathroom with victor. I watched in envy as victor took her little hand and led her across the club to the back to where the bathrooms were. I sat there with the three guys and we all got very handsy with each other, drinking some more and telling nasty jokes when out of the corner of my eye I saw victor escorting blondebaby back our way.

I swear to god she looked like she was walking bowlegged! She sat down and I noticed her hair was still mussed, and her lipstick was smeared and I noticed red marks on her neck, but what I noticed most and so did the others, was the running semen dripping off her chin and the strands of victor's cum dangled down and more semen was on her tits. She sort of looked at me wierd and I asked her So how was it? She perked right up and said it was the best she ever had! She began to tell me all the details, of how he followed her in the bathroom, closed the door and just lifted her up on the sink. As she sat there, he simply lifted her little dress up and over her head and she sat there naked while he looked at her. Without a word their lips had met and her legs automatically opened wide and he pressed his body against hers. She fumbled at his belt and when his pants dropped, she had 2nd thoughts, cause victor is a very well hung man, Limp his cock was like 8 or 9 inches long, and erect victor was about 12 inches long and it was very fat around too.

He was one of the few guys I had never been able to get more than the head of his cock in my mouth and I pride myself on my ability to deep throat with the best of the porn stars you see. She told me she came about four or five times as he fucked her and finally he began to tense up and she knew he was about to cum, he asked her if he could cum in her pussy and she said she wanted to taste it and so he had pulled out and squirted his seed all over her face and down her front. She said he had to help her dress cause she was shaking so much from the fucking she had just got. So when I told her she looked bowlegged when she walked back to us, she just laughed and said You'd walk bowlegged too if he had just fucked me like that. I laughed at her and said he has fucked me like that and I'm sure I was bowlegged too when i walked.

We got up to leave and all the guys looked sad, but I told them we'd be back for more and led her out of the club. At the car she said is that all we're doing? I looked at her and said silly girl, I have much more serious plans for you, that was just a warm up. With that said, we got in the car and I drove her to my place to clean up and recuperate. TomOrrow I'll tell you the rest of the story. Love and kisses, Cheryl