My First Experience with a Black Lover
Received on July 27, 2006

This is an absolutely true story with only names and places changed.  Almost all of the details are exactly as they actually happened... or at least as I remember them. 

Carol 


     I'm a 48-year-old housewife, formerly a flight attendant with one of the major airlines, now a suburban soccer mom with a teenage daughter who recently moved out to live at college.  I've managed to keep the weight off my figure and I'm still pretty, though age is slowly catching up to me with a few wrinkles here and there. 

     My husband Allen is a tall handsome former athlete, and to all outward appearances we're your typical happily married suburban couple.  Few would guess that I'm a "hotwife" who enjoys frequent sex with other men, always with my husband's consent and approval. Occasionally my husband joins me and the other guy in a three-way.
 
     Usually these are brief, one night stands with some attractive guy I pick up at the bar while my husband and I are on vacation at some resort far from home.
  
    However, occasionally, I'll find the guy so attractive I will want to have sex with him again, and once in a great while, if he's a super stud, big, tall, muscular, handsome, and well endowed. . . . . . . well, I just might not be able to stop having sex with him.
 

    That's what it's been like for me with this particular guy named Lee.  My husband and I first became aware of him when he and his wife moved into the development where we live.  They're a young black couple, and we live in a pretty upscale development with homes that are in the $400,000 to $500,000 range.  They're one of only two black families currently living here out of probably 350 families.  So we wondered how they could afford it.  Lee has an important position in the government of our county, and his wife is a nurse at one of the two local hospitals.  They have two boys, now about 4 and 6.
 
       Lee is a fairly dark skinned black guy who is definitely a "Mandingo" in size and stature... extremely good looking, as well as being a real hunk at 6' 4" with broad shoulders, narrow waist, and a beautiful muscular physique.
 
       The first time I actually met him he was jogging by our property about 7:30 one morning last August.  I was out walking our two Boston terriers, as I usually am at that time.  It was already very humid.  Lee had just left his house a few blocks from ours, and was running down our street toward me, completely naked from the waist up.  His muscular upper body was glistening with sweat as he ran toward where I was standing, and I thought he looked like some black Adonis.

	 I couldn't help just staring at this incredible looking male specimen.  I learned later that he was working the night shift at the time and had just gotten off work.  He likes to run in the mornings before it gets too hot, and I remember he was wearing just a pair of tight spandex shorts... which didn't conceal a rather large bulge in the crotch area.  I couldn't help imagining what his cock looked like.  I'd never seen a black guy naked, but I'd heard that black guys were "hung," and I was sure this guy was no exception.
 
       I smiled at him as he started to run past me and the dogs, and he stopped to say hello and pet the dogs.  We introduced ourselves.  When we shook hands, his was so big he swallowed mine up in his grip.  I remember standing there speechless, with him holding onto my hand, feeling like the helpless little kitten in "Misty".  All I could think of to say was, "I'll bet you played football didn't you?"  He could see I was admiring his big body.  He smiled back at me and acknowledged that he had played in college at Florida State.  

	 He asked me if I liked to watch football.  I told him I loved watching the NFL games with my husband, and admired the size and physiques of some of the players, especially the black guys... which was actually true.  "Which team do you like?" he asked.  "The Jets," I replied.  He laughed and said, "And I'll bet your husband likes the Dolphins".  "How did you know?  You're right," I said.  "Always makes it more interesting when there's a little rivalry going on between the sexes," he grinned.  I just smiled and nodded. 

	 "So you like big men?" he asked.  "Oh God yeah," I replied in my sexiest voice.  I started to blush; realizing how I probably sounded to this giant black hunk who I was sure could tell just what I was hinting at. 

     "Wow it's getting hot," he said, staring directly at my breasts, and then slowly raising his eyes to meet mine. 

	He was letting me know he was interested, and I could feel my nipples getting hard under his stare.  But he politely continued with, "I better get moving.  Nice meeting you Carol."  He smiled at me once again, and I smiled back, staring at the growing bulge in his crotch area.  I was wearing very short shorts and a halter top with no bra, and I was sure I had given him an erection.  I felt my pussy begin to get wet as I imagined how that big black cock would feel inside me. 

	I watched him run down our street and disappear out of sight.  I headed back into the house to make breakfast for my husband Allen who was standing by the window in the kitchen.  He had obviously seen me talking to Lee.  "Is that the big black guy who just moved into the neighborhood?" he asked me, trying to sound innocent, but with just a hint of unconcealed excitement in his voice.  "Yeah," I said, "God what a hunk he is!"
 
       My husband just looked at me and smiled, and we both knew what the other was thinking.  "From that big bulge in his shorts, I could tell he feels the same way about you," he grinned.  "He couldn't take his eyes off your breasts the whole time you were talking to him."

      "I know," I said, "I wondered if you noticed. 

      "It's going to be a really hot one today honey," I said, trying to change the subject, but we both smiled at each other and embraced in the middle of the kitchen.

      "I think you're going to love your first black cock," he whispered in my ear.  "I KNOW he's going to fuck you."  We stood in the middle of our kitchen kissing, and I felt so lucky to be married to this wonderful understanding man, and at the same time, excited at the thought of what sex would be like with my new neighbor.  I was sure my husband was right. 

     I would see Lee again several more times during the next couple of months, but he only waived at me and said, "Hi Carol," as he jogged past me and the dogs.  To my dismay, he didn't stop to chat with me again.  I began to think he really wasn't interested, or that maybe I'd scared him off by being a little too forward with my sexual references that first time we'd met. 

    Then in October we had a tropical storm pass through that dropped so many inches of rain that it flooded much of our development.  The homes were all built up high enough that there was no major property damage, but the roads were under water, and I couldn't get out of our driveway for two days.  My husband took one of our cars out before the water level got too deep, and was able to walk out of the development the next morning to where he'd parked it, and drive to work.  The second morning, I was out in front of our house surveying the water level, still two feet deep, when Lee drove by in his pickup truck.
 
	"Hi Carol, do you need any help," he asked.  "Thanks Lee, I could use a lift up to the supermarket," I answered truthfully.  "Glad to take you, I'll pull into your driveway." 

	I watched as he maneuvered into our driveway, then obeyed his "hop in," got in, and sat beside him in the passenger seat.  "Some storm wasn't it?" he asked.  "Yeah," I replied, "worse than a hurricane." "Yeah, but at least not much wind damage anyway," he said, which was right, thank goodness.  "Are you still working the night shift?" I asked.  "Yeah but I'm off for two days now.  I'm home taking care of the boys.  There's no school," he answered. 

     We both went into the local Publix together and shopped together, using only one cart.  I wondered if anyone noticed us, this giant black man with a blonde housewife who was wearing her wedding ring.  Oh well, let them think what they want, I thought, maybe we can give them a thrill.  Of course I'd forgotten to bring any money, so Lee had to pay for my groceries as well as his.  But I told him I'd repay him when we got back to my house. 

	Was this some sort of Freudian slip, an excuse to invite him into my home with my husband safely away at work?  I wondered, and I tried to put it out of my mind.  I still wasn't used to considering myself a slut, though I was beginning to feel like one, and even beginning to enjoy it.  I knew by then that I definitely wanted to have sex with Lee.  My husband and I had discussed it and fantasized about it during foreplay.  I'd been waiting two months for him... and I was as horny as I'd ever been.
 
     When we were back in the truck, Lee started the engine, but didn't put the truck in gear.  He sat back in his seat and placed his hand down on the seat next to mine.  "Was your husband able to get out and go to work," he asked innocently.  But I thought it was an interesting question, especially the timing.  "Yeah, he parked out by Cumberland Farms last night, and walked out this morning."  I was sure there was more to his question than appeared on the surface, or was I just imagining things that weren't there?  Maybe I was crazy and he was just being sociable.  As I began to think I was presuming way too much, he suddenly... and without another word... placed his hand over mine and began rubbing it affectionately. 

	My heart literally skipped a beat, and I felt it fluttering in my chest as I felt his firm masculine touch.  I'm naturally very submissive during foreplay, and it was obvious at that point, to both of us, that he was hitting on me... and it was up to me to respond either positively or negatively.  "He won't be home from work for a while yet," I almost whispered, as I had completely lost my voice.  But I said it looking him directly in his eyes, and added, "Should that matter to us?"  "Only if it does to you Carol," he replied, still being cautious with me, a married white woman who could obviously cause him a lot of trouble if he was guessing wrong about me and I was just playing games with him. 
 
    "Why don't you find out?" I teased him some more.  But despite the obvious cat and mouse game we were playing, I knew that I'd made it obvious that I wanted him.  I couldn't tell how he was going to respond to my last thinly veiled offer.  When he started up the truck and then headed back toward our development, I really thought he was going to just take me home and leave.  However, my heart beat faster as I realized he wasn't driving us home, instead he drove us down a utility service road that lies along the boundary of our development and some undeveloped lots. 

	He parked the truck out of sight in a secluded spot behind a work shed.  Then without a word he leaned over and kissed me, and at the same time, gently placed my hand on his cock.  We kissed with our tongues, and I melted in his arms.  I couldn't believe how big and hard his cock felt as I gripped it through his shorts, and I suddenly felt my pussy beginning to get very wet. 

	The next thing I knew he had his fly open, and I was staring at the biggest erection I'd ever seen.  "Oh my God, Lee," I gasped.  "You're incredible!"  I reached out and held it in both hands, admiring its huge size.  I knew he wanted me to suck it, and I knew if my husband were there with us, watching, he would have wanted me to suck it.  Most of all, I knew how much I wanted to suck it. . . so I did!

	As I held it and gently squeezed the hard black shaft in my right hand, a few drops of semen oozed out onto the tip.  I bent down and licked it off with my tongue, and swallowed it for him as he watched me.  Then I slowly leaned over and took the head of his cock into my mouth, and began to suck him off.  I could feel it pulsing with excitement as he watched his married blonde neighbor work her lips and tongue over the bulging head, then slowly take him deeper in her mouth and down her throat.  I began to gently squeeze his big balls with my free hand, and in a few minutes I could tell from the size and hardness of his shaft, he was getting close to cumming.
 
      "Oh yeah!" he moaned, as he got closer.  "That's beautiful baby!" 

      I continued taking his enormous thick black shaft deeper and deeper down my throat, my blonde head bobbing up and down faster and faster, while at the same time I held his shaft tightly in one hand and jerked him off.  I also gently squeezed his swollen balls with my free hand, and then suddenly I heard, "Oh fuck... yeah Carol, I'm gonna cum baby!  I'm gonna cum!"
 
   	He was bellowing like some giant bull as I continued sucking and jerking his shaft harder and faster.  Then in another few seconds he came, literally exploding in my mouth, with a gusher of semen and sperm that partially choked me as the first stream hit the back of my throat.

 	I opened my mouth and a second large stream hit me directly on my nose, and splattered all over my face, slowly running down my cheeks, eventually dripping off my chin, and onto my bare boobs (yes, by that point my boobs were bare!).  What a load this guy could produce.  I still held his cock in my hand.  I directed the head back into my mouth and began sucking it again, getting several more streams of cum in my mouth.  I kept sucking, giving him as much pleasure as I could with my mouth lips and tongue.
  
     	Later I told my husband it was the best blow job I'd ever given a guy... and I think it was.  He told me how proud he was of me for being such a sexy wife, and hoped I had a lot more to tell him. 

   
 
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Received on August 6, 2006

Hi Joan,
        Sorry it took me so long to finish this.  The night of my first day with Lee I told the following account of that first time with Lee to my husband while we were in the midst of sexual foreplay ourselves, lying completely naked on our king-size mattress and performing oral sex on each other in a classic 69 position, with me on top.  

	We had done this before after I'd just had sex with some new guy I was very attracted to.  It was a big turn-on for my husband to hear me describe all the physical stuff, but what really sent him over the top were my thoughts and emotions during sex with some really attractive hunk that I'd just met and was really hot for.  I enjoyed teasing him, revealing the really pure hot slut I could become with the right stud.

	So... I hope all the husbands who read this will try to imagine they are performing oral sex on their cute wife, and she's telling them about HER first experience getting fucked by a big handsome black hunk who she's crazy about, and (like me) will without any doubt be fucking again... whenever he wants her.  

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     "After I'd sucked the last drop of cum out of Lee's cock, it started to get just a little soft and I didn't think he'd be able to have more sex that afternoon.  

	I figured he would be too drained after the intense oral sex I'd just performed for him, culminating with that explosive ejaculation.  I guess I should have known better.  I underestimated his potency because I was too used to my husband's inability to have intercourse with me twice in the same day.  So I didn't expect to be hit on again quite so soon after we'd driven back to my home, and Lee had helped me carry my groceries into the kitchen.  He was already very aggressively feeling my breasts and kissing me, and had his hands all over me.  I had to fend off his advances or he would have fucked me right there in our kitchen.

     I told him I wanted him to fuck me as much as he wanted to fuck me, but my daughter might be coming home from school soon, so we couldn't do it there.  He was squeezing one of my boobs with one big hand while the other was squeezing my butt.  "Please baby," I whispered, kissing him, I don't want my daughter to see us."
 
     "That's cool baby," he replied, "C'mon, let's go to a motel."
 
     "Are you sure you want to do it now?" I asked, "Aren't you pretty drained?"

     "Hell no baby," he smiled, "I've got plenty of juice left for you."  And, taking me by the arm he aggressively led me back out to his truck.  

	As I told my husband about it later I said, "I didn't mind, because you know how naturally submissive I am with a real stud like Lee.  I wanted him to treat me rough, and dominate me.  Does that bother you baby, knowing I'm a slut for this black guy?" 

        "I'm going to love it," my husband replied, as he tongued my clit and licked some more of Lee's cum from my pussy.  "Oh God, I love you so much Carol," he sighed.  "I love you too honey," I whispered, feeling his cock growing in my mouth."
  
       "We went to that cheap motel just past the 7-11 on Route 67," I continued.  Lee went in and registered us and paid the manager in cash while I waited in the truck.  Then he came back and parked the truck in front of our room.  Before we went in, Lee kissed me and we could both sense how much we wanted each other.  When we got out of the truck I noticed the manager, a weasely little guy who had come out of the office and was standing in front of the motel.  He was staring at us.  I was standing just behind Lee as he opened the door to our room.  

	I was wearing high heels, and before Lee could enter the room, I grabbed him and stood on tiptoe, kissing him at the entrance to our room, just for the little weasel's benefit.  I wanted him to know that this big handsome black man was bringing me here just to fuck the daylights out of me, and I was going to love it.  I hoped he could see my wedding ring so he would also know I was married.  

     We helped each other undress, then lay together naked on the mattress, and soul kissed while he fingered my wet pussy.  I held his semi-erect cock in my hand, and jerked him off.  Eventually I leaned over and took his cock in my mouth and began sucking it for him again.  He didn't have the least trouble getting hard for me.  We both wanted him to fuck me really bad, but he liked to watch me suck his cock, and he didn't stop me for several minutes.  

	Then he pulled me into a 69 position, put his head between my thighs and licked my clit while I continued sucking him.  We were both getting incredibly hot in that position, and he finally told me, "I gotta fuck you Carol."  I replied, "Oh yeah, please, I need you to fuck me Lee," and I really did.  

	He got on top of me, and as I spread my legs for him, he pinned them way back over my head with his arms, so my pussy was pointing straight up.  Then, holding his fully erect cock in his right hand, he placed the tip between my labia (without a rubber), and slowly forced it down and into my tight opening.  

As I told my hubby latter, "Oh God honey, Lee's cock is so big it hurt me, and I winced with pain."  Despite having had a child, you know how tight I still am.  I asked him to go slowly, and luckily I was extremely wet for him.  Once he was past my entrance and deeper inside me it stopped hurting, and started to feel good.  He told me how tight I was, and I smiled and told him that was because that cock of his was so fucking big.  

Pretty soon he began to fuck me really hard, and I felt a warm glow spreading all through my vagina.  His cock was so big and hard it was rubbing my clit while he stroked me, and I could feel an orgasm starting to build up inside me.  I closed my eyes, locked my legs around his back, and enjoyed the fucking my beautiful black stud was giving me.  

	I became very vocal, and was talking real dirty to him, and saying, "Oh God, fuck me honey, fuck my pussy... give me your big black cock...  oh yeah, like that, just like that... fuck me Lee... fuck me...  fuck me hard!"  I was feeling incredibly slutty, and suddenly I blurted out that I wished my hubby were there to watch us.  "Really?" Lee asked.  "Your husband?" 

	"Oh God yes, it would be such a turn-on for him," I told him.

	I was waiting for his reaction.  His reaction was to pound me harder than ever.  "Tell him that's no problem baby.  He can watch us any time," Lee replied.

 	"Oh Lee Honey, I'm gonna cum baby, you're making me cum," I told him... and I had my first orgasm with my gorgeous black stud.  It swept over me like a wave, and I lost all sense of time.  I was completely wrapped up in the pleasure of cumming with this big, powerfully built black man's huge cock buried deep inside me, stretching me... and at the same time pounding me... as he felt himself getting ready to unload in me.  

	Oh God I wanted to feel him cum so badly.  "Cum for me baby!" I yelled, "Cum for me Lee!"  He was pounding me like a jackhammer, and then suddenly he thrust himself balls-deep in me, and bellowed, "Oh fuck yeah Carol!  Fuck yeah!" and I could feel his warm ejaculation as it hit against my cervix deep inside me.

	"Oh yes baby," I cried out, "give me your cum baby," and we rode out our mutual orgasms, locked in a deep soul kiss.  

    	"Oh God it was so hot Allen," I later told my hubby, "I don't think I've ever been so hot with anyone before, even with you baby.  I couldn't help fantasizing getting pregnant by him and bearing his baby.  You know I'm still fertile, and able to have babies, and I wondered if you'd understand.  Would you baby?  Would you be a good daddy if I bore us a little black baby?" 
 
    	"Of course I would honey," my husband assured me.  "I love you so much." 
 
    	I lay there in Lee's strong arms, and we were kissing and slowly coming down off our high.  Then shortly afterward we both put our clothes back on and headed back home.  We were actually in the motel all together less than an hour.  I didn't notice it at first (he was so deep in me when he came), but I started to feel his cum running out of my pussy while sitting in the passenger seat of his truck... into my panties... at exactly the same moment that I recognized my husband's car already parked in our driveway.  

	The water in the street was by then low enough that I realized he had managed to drive his car through it, and had come home from work early.  I felt Lee's cum oozing out of my well-fucked married pussy, and I started thinking about how excited Allen would be at what I was going to tell him.  

	My husband was looking out the window as Lee turned into our driveway.  I'd tried to rearrange my hair and put on some makeup back at the motel, but I knew I had that just-been-fucked look my husband would recognize.  I also had a black man's potent sperm running down my inner thighs, and soaking my panties, which I knew would be a big turn-on for him.  

	Lee offered me a towel he kept in the back of his truck, but I smiled and told him I wanted to show my husband how well I'd been fucked by my first black cock.  I wondered if Allen could see me lean over and kiss Lee goodbye... a long wet soul kiss that was intended to tell both Lee and Allen that I was crazy about Lee.  I wanted both to know.
 
	"Yes honey," I smiled as I walked in, "you're going to be really proud of me.  Maybe we should go into the bedroom and make love while I tell you how a big black guy just fucked the daylights out of your pretty blonde wife, and then filled her cunt with his load."

      As I later told my husband all the details of my time with Lee, I was making my husband so hot, he couldn't control himself a moment longer.  Suddenly he ejaculated a huge load in my mouth.  I swallowed it for him, and continued sucking him off like a good wife... until he had come down some from his high, and his cock had begun to grow soft.

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    	Since that afternoon, I've introduced my husband to Lee, and the three of us have begun to enjoy three-ways together.  Sometimes these sessions are at a motel, and sometimes they are at our home when we are sure our daughter will not be coming home from college for a visit.
  
     	Usually both men take turns fucking me while I suck the other one off.  But, sometimes my husband likes to just sit back and jerk off while he watches Lee fuck me, especially if I'm taking Lee's BBC (big black cock) up my ass.  Yes, oral, anal, DP, I'm doing it all now.  

	This weekend, Lee is inviting a couple of his friends (two big black guys who are former football teammates) to party with us.  I'm trying to decide what to wear.  

    	XXX 

    	Carol 