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                        M/F, WIFE, INTER -- BLKEXPER.TXT

                             "The Black Experience"
                                Author: Unknown

     I recently had sex with someone other than my husband Frank for the first
time.  What bothers me is that it was by far the most exciting sex of my life.  
I am a forty-year-old mother of two sons.  I have been married for nineteen 
years to a wonderful, caring and loving man.  Before we had children, Frank 
liked to take nude photos of me.  We have a very large scrapbook of me in 
poses ranging from fully-clothed to bare-butt naked.  We have hidden that 
book in the basement for years.  I have been able to keep my figure.  I may 
not be quite as firm as I once was, but I am still a size seven.

     Recently, James, my eighteen year-old, invited a Black friend, Richard, 
to spend the night.  Richard lives with his aunt and uncle who are his legal
guardians.  He is a little older than James, and is from Jamaica.  As you 
might expect he is coal-black in color.  It seemed a little strange having a 
Black man in our home.

     The plan was for Frank to take the boys to the Baseball Hall of Fame for 
the weekend.  Unfortunately, Richard's uncle called and said an emergency had 
come up and he had to have Richard's help with it Saturday.  He could not pick 
Richard up until Saturday morning as he would be out of town on business until 
then.  Richard's aunt was visiting her sister in Jamaica.  Could Richard stay 
at our home until he was picked up?  We couldn't put him out on the street.

     After Frank and the boys left for the weekend, Richard and I had dinner.
After dinner he helped me clean up.  We then watched some TV and chatted.  He
is a bright, outgoing young man.  About eleven o'clock, Richard said goodnight
and went up to bed.  I watched the news and then went upstairs to straighten 
up the bathroom.

     The bathroom has adjoining doors to my younger son's room and to the guest
room.  While cleaning the room, I heard what sounded like panting coming from
the guest room.  The door was slightly ajar and I peeked in.  Richard was lying
on top of the covers totally naked.  He was leafing through a familiar scrap-
book, and stroking the largest, hardest cock I had ever seen.  I knew I shouldn't, but I just kept staring at Richard playing with his
huge black cock.  I realized that he had found my scrapbook and that he was 
masturbating to the pictures of my naked body.  The thought of this young 
Black man being so excited by my naked body really made me hot!

     I had never harbored thoughts of infidelity, but I was now actively
imagining how his huge Black rod would feel as it slid in and out of my cunt.
Suddenly, Richard called out, "Who's there?   From inside the bathroom I 
called, "It's me," and entered the room.  He just managed to pull the covers 
across his erect cock.  However, the scrapbook still on the bed.  "Where did 
you find this?" I said, feigning anger.  "I came across it putting away the 
boxes," he said in a cute, ashamed and embarrassed tone.

     "I'm really embarrassed," I said.  My husband took them years ago.  They 
were not meant for public consumption."  "That's a shame," he replied.  "You 
certainly have a beautiful body."  I don't know what was coming over me, but 
I was getting highly excited.  In fact, I was even getting wet between my legs.  
"Those pictures were taken almost twenty years ago," I said.  Richard eyed me 
lasciviously and said I still looked great.

     "You were jacking off over my nude pictures, weren't you?" I asked.  With
that, Richard removed the covers, exposing his shiny, hard Black weapon I had
been staring at in secret only moments ago.  As much as I wanted to leave, I
couldn't.  My eyes were riveted on this young man's incredible tool.  I asked 
him if he would like to see if my body was still beautiful as I slowly 
unbuttoned my blouse and removed my bra.  I kept staring at his rod and 
mumbled "It's beautiful."  I was breathing heavily now and began to stroking 
and squeezing my boobs.  Richard stood up and embraced me, taking one of my 
nipples into his eager mouth.  At that moment, more than anything in this 
world, I wanted this beautiful Black man to use me as a sex object. 

     I reached between his legs and stroked his cock, fondling his large, hairy 
balls as he continued to suckle at my breasts.  Soon, his hand was inside my 
panties, stroking my pussy and squeezing my buttocks.  I removed my panties 
and stood before this Black Adonis totally naked.  I would not deny this Black 
man anything he wanted.  I denied my husband some things, but I would not deny 
Richard any thing.

     I kissed my way down his smooth chest, stopping to suck on his nipples.  I
licked his stomach and was soon on my knees, my nose inhaling the manly aroma
of his pubic hair, my fingers squeezing and rubbing his hard Black ass.  I
craned my neck and sucked his balls into my mouth, all the while exploring his
asshole with my finger.  I kissed the length of his steel-hard Black shaft,
exploring every rippling vein with my lapping tongue.  I passionately kissed 
his massive, mushroom head and prodded his peehole with my tongue.

     When I felt his balls tighten in my hand, I knew I was going to taste
semen for the very first time.  He shot gobs and gobs of his rich, creamy goo
into my mouth.  I sucked and swallowed every bitter-salty drop of it.  I sucked 
him until I had milked every drop from his gorgeous Black cock.  I then let him 
out of my mouth and just held his emptiedballs in my hand, watching his penis, 
coated with my saliva, shrink as the mushroom head ducked back into his fore-
skin of his penis.

     I had never seen an uncircumcised penis before.  It aroused me fiercely
so I took him back into my mouth and sucked with renewed passion until he was 
once again hard.  I then begged Richard to give me all of his hard Black cock 
in my hot white pussy.  He mounted me and with his first thrust, I reached an 
orgasmic plateau I had never known before.  It was so beautiful.  I had 
multiple orgasms while he pounded that Black beauty home in my cunt.  Richard 
told me he wanted to cream in my asshole, pulled out of my pussy and turned me 
on my belly.  I never allowed Frank to fuck my ass, but I buried my face in 
the pillow as Richard buried his massive Black staff in my virgin asshole.  
After some discomfort, he had me moaning in ecstasy as he pumped that big, 
uncircumcised Black pleasure wand in and out of my asshole.  I reached back 
and fondled his nuts as he spurted his load deep into my bowels.

     I spent the night sucking exploring inch of Richard's body.  I couldn't 
get enough of his cock in my mouth, pussy or asshole.  I even licked his hairy 
Black asshole and loved every lewd lick.  He filled my cunt with his hot love 
juice at least three times.  I came so many times I couldn't even venture a 
guess as to how many times I came.  We fucked in every position possible.  

     When his uncle called very early to say he would pick him up at 8:00, I 
cried.  I didn't want my new-found lover to leave.  He scolded me severely for
that saying there would be other times.  He said I had behaved badly and 
needed a little punishment.  With that he dragged me to the bathroom and put 
me in the tub.  "I know exactly," he said, "what will teach you a lesson."  
With that he took his Black cock in hand, aimed it at me and began pissing. 
He hadn't gone to the bathroom all night and must have pissed a quart on my 
body and on my face.  I liked the feel of his hot piss, but the smell made me close my 
eyes.  "Open your mouth!" he said.  I obeyed, expecting a stream of piss to 
hit my tongue.  But, he only had a few drops left.  I would never dream of 
letting Frank piss on me, but Richard can piss on me or, if he wants, in me. 
I wasted no time in giving Richard a blow-job he would not soon forget.

     How can I now go back to the gentle, yet boring sex I have with my husband
after "the Black experience?"  I am hooked on Richard's beautiful black cock. 
He has visited us several times since his first visit. I always make sure he 
and I have some "quality time" together.

