
I Love Black Cock!

This is my report about the night I had seven black guys take me every way they could.  I loved it.

I am a 37-year-old woman, and I love black cock.  Also, and my husband likes to watch me play with black guys.  My first experience with two black men was arranged by my husband.

The experience was based on a plan of my husband's to get me to pick up a black man of my choice, and to bring him home to have sex whilst he watched.

In order to set the stage for his plan, my hubby worked out the clothes that he wanted me to wear, including some low riding jeans and a tube-top that provided a space between the top of the jeans and the bottom of the tube top.

Hubby had found some adult store that had a large number of temporary tattoos that could be placed on the skin and removed later.  He brought one out and told me to turn around and bend over so he could attach one to my lower back, which was just below the top of the jeans... but only just below it.  

He put on the tattoo, and I asked him what it said.  He said it had two words which were, "BLACK ONLY."  The idea was that I would be able to go shopping, and if I spotted a black man who I thought was attractive, that I would find a way to show off my tattoo and see if he would take the bait.

I was in a green grocery in town, and there I found a very tall black man who was nicely dressed and quite physically fit.  He was over near the cucumbers, so I edged around him, and then bent over to put some items into the hand basket I carried with me, that I had set on the floor next to my feet.  

Sure enough, the black man saw the tattoo, and he smiled broadly, showing his perfect white teeth.  I carried on as if nothing had happened, but then repeated the procedure, bending over to put another item into the hand basket next to my feet.  

My new black friend took his finger and just started rubbing the skin on by exposed lower back in appreciation.  Because I made no effort to stop his physical contact, he got more bold.  His hand slid over my bum, and was rubbing me through the jeans.

I looked back at him and said, "Do you like what you feel?"  He replied, "Baby, you got buns of steel!  You must work out two times a day!"

I stood up, looked him straight in the eye, and said, "I like my workouts to include being hard fucked by black dick at least twice a day."

"I hope I'm gonna be your first for the day then," he said, and continued by saying, "My name is John."

"You can be number one today John, as long as my husband can watch," I told him.  John looked down, saw the wedding ring on my hand, and smiled even wider than before.

"Let's go then, it's show time.  Meet me in front of the store in five minutes, and I will pick you up in a green coloured van."

I checked out with my items, and carried my bag of groceries to the front of the store.  John was already there, waiting with the van.  He must have left his groceries in the store and went straight to the carpark.

I told John that we already had a hotel room booked, and to take me to the hotel address I handed him.  Meanwhile I got on my mobile phone and called my hubby to tell him to meet me at the hotel.

John drove like a maniac, and we got to the hotel in less than five minutes.  I was wondering if my hubby would make it there that quickly or not, but decided not to worry as he already had a key to the room just in case.

Once we got in the elevator, John was all over me with his hands, feeling my large breasts through the tube top, and took his hand and started rubbing my cunt through the fabric of my jeans.  I let my hand move between his legs, and found that John was well-endowed, as I had hoped, and was already getting excited.

We got to the room.  The light was on, but no one was there.  John took immediate control of the situation.  "Strip for me baby.  I want to see if your pussy has the same colour blonde hair as what you have on your head!"  I removed my clothes, and all John could say was, "Daaayum, your body is fine!"

Just then, there was a knock at the door.  "Who's dat?" John called out.

"It's probably my husband," I told him, and I went to the door and let Jim in.  He saw that I was already naked and whistled slightly at the sight.  I introduced him to John.

John said, "You can watch, be you cannot participate," to which both of us agreed.  Jim went to sit on a chair in the room next to the bed to watch.

John took off his clothes next.  He was truly well built.  He had about a nine-inch cock, and he said, "On the bed slut!"

I scrambled onto the bed and lay on my back to allow him to fuck me missionary style.  "Turn over on all fours," he commanded, and I complied.  His hand went between my legs.  He rubbed his fingers up and down my cunt lips, whilst he took his other hand and was playing with my breasts.

John moved behind me and put his cock head at the entrance to my waiting cunt.  He again rubbed the tattoo on my lower back, and then slid his cock deep into me... to the hilt.  He grabbed my hips and started thrusting.  He was obviously not going to waste any time on any preliminaries.  He wanted to fuck hard and fast, to shoot off his first load as quickly as he could.  His speed increased faster and faster, and he started grunting.

"Fucking slut wife... you love my black cock.  Take all of my meat, Slut!"  Bang, bang, bang, bang... he kept the pace up.  He lasted about 5 or 6 minutes, and then he just unloaded with a massive gushing of sperm filling my hungry cunt.
"You want a lot more fucking, don't you Slut?" he asked, as he pulled his cock from my pussy.

"Yes, I want lots more," I obediently replied.

John pulled out his mobile phone and made a call.  "Benny, I got a white hot wife here ready for a gang-bang.  Bring five others with you to room 1221, and make it quick."

At that, John shoved his cum-covered dick into my mouth and said, "Clean it off real good."  I licked his cock, cleaning all his cum off, and continued stroking him to keep it hard.

"Now I'm gonna fuck you from the top Slut.  Lay on your back and spread `em wide."  Without any other niceties, John was deep in my cunt again and fucking me for all I could take.  He kept grunting and fucking.  "What a TIGHT fucking cunt!" he exclaimed over and over.

There was soon a knock on the door, and my hubby went to let in the visitors.  Six young black men, all about the age of 18 or 19, appeared and walked through the door.  They ignored Jim as they walked by, as if he did not exist at all.

"Look at Johnny boy pumping the white bitch!" one called out.

Within seconds, the boys were stripped down and ready.  One pulled out some pot and lit up.  So all the guys started passing it around, and it looked like there was some white powder they were snorting as well.

John flipped me over onto my hands and knees again, and he instructed the boys to form two lines... one to fuck my mouth, and the other to fuck my pussy and ass.

With that, John unloaded a second time, and then told the boys to have at me.  The young black men were on me at once, and the fucking began in earnest.

John directed the boys through several sets of positions.  Soon I was doing three at once... in my cunt, my mouth, and my ass... while the other boys continued smoking and snorting cocaine in preparation for their turn to be next up.

I lost count of the number of orgasms I had, and have no idea how many times those boys fucked me in my different holes.  I know that it took over three hours, and boy was I sore when they were done... but happy like never before.