Dear J, I need cock tonight and I need it in my cunt and mouth. You're my favorite but since you weren't available in my time of need I decided to get dressed up and go in search of someone to service me. I'll be out bar hopping and I'll be careful. I am on a mission so please don't wait up for me - I may not be home until tomorrow morning if I get lucky. Don't worry I'll save all the evidence for you and you can clean me up when I return. I hope you're ready when I get home! Love, Your Slutty Wife L

Having read that note and imagining all the wild possibilities and situations my beautiful wife may end up in, I couldn't get to sleep as I tossed and turned in bed all night until I heard the garage door go up at 5 AM and heard the familiar purr of the Volvo entering the garage. My lovely wife was home! In a matter of seconds the bedroom door opened and Linda came right to the bed, pulled back the covers, and placed her pussy right on my face over my mouth. She was wearing only her red fuck-me heels and a short skin-tight mini-dress. No underwear at all. As she placed her cunt on my mouth without saying a word, a river of sperm began flooding into my mouth. She was very hot and, using her fingers, pulled her pussy lips even further apart to allow even more come to flood into my mouth. She said, "Go ahead, Jerry, eat my lover's come. Taste every drop of it. It's a come cocktail for you, Baby, 'cause I've been fucked by more than one stud tonight. Your hot bitch whore of a wife really had herself serviced tonight. And when you're through cleaning out my pussy, you can lick the come off my thighs, tits, and face, too, and when I kiss you, you can taste the come on my breath." I had an immediate orgasm as I continued lapping up all of the sperm literally flooding from her open pussy. I didn't go soft as I was very excited and continued up her body licking her completely clean as she requested. I could taste and smell other men all over her and when I got to her mouth she said, "Kiss me, Daddy, you're the sixth guy to kiss me tonight and all five of the ones before you had their big cocks in my mouth, too. I know you'll love the taste. Three of them came in my mouth and I swallowed every drop."

She then told me about her night. She had gone to the Ceasar Park and went to the casino to gamble at the blackjack table. Soon a group of five black studs arrived and joined her at her table. One thing led to another and they were soon taking turns sitting on each side of Linda and feeling her legs, thighs, and pussy under the table as she got hotter and hotter. She was not wearing panties allowing each of them easy access to finger her pussy. Before long they all went upstairs to a room and took turns completely fucking and servicing my wife. Linda said she had one guy in her pussy and one in her mouth while she jacked two others off with her hands. She said I would have loved to see her pale white body completely surrounded and covered by the black studs and I would have really loved to see the big dark black cocks pumping in and out of her white pussy and lips. The studs knew she was married and she said I would really have been excited to see her little white hands with her wedding rings on wrapped around their huge black dicks. They really treated her like a complete slut and were very excited to be fucking a white woman, especially a married one.

I'm just a regular guy. I'm not a hunk body builder you see in most of the pictures in the Dark Cavern. I'm an average person that some women find attractive. I'm like the women I find sexy... average, with a few extra pounds.

These two women deeply touched my life sexually. We had fun. They have retreated back into their small town lifestyles, hopefully with fond memories. This is my recollection of the fun we had.

I don't know if either of these two wonderful women ever told their mates of their exploits. I do know that Deb damn near killed her husband with sex the next weekend. She put the kids in a hotel room of their own and fucked the poor guy to near death. They missed at least one Broadway play due to exhaustion.

Black cock is not for everyone. Our culture has created this "taboo" and we have joined together here to share and celebrate it. I love black women too. There is something special there too. Deep and nurturing.

We had all been down in the hotel restaurant bar from early in the night. We were "jolly" not drunk. Vicky and I tried not to be too close at the bar to keep the obvious talk to a minimum. It was not unusual for us all to go up to the room together.

We asked Deb to stop in Vicky's room first for a last drink, she agree, dropped her things and went to the bathroom. When Deb came out of the bathroom I had put on a light jazz station and Vicky and I had been necking heavily. I was waiting for Deb to appear. I wanted to give her a reason to stay. She emerged from the bathroom; I immediately invited Deb to sit down next to us. I took her into my other arm, and kissed her gently. She melted closer. Vicky began to stoke my crotch. It was becoming uncomfortable. I kissed one then the other. I thought Deb might bolt for the door.... But her eyes were fixed. Vicky began to stroke it ever so gently. (Vicky and I had had one night together already, see earlier recount in The DC). I sat back down between them. Vicky, still stroking me.

I kissed and caressed Deb's neck repeatedly. Her eyes were on Vicky beginning to suck me. Soon her hands joined Vicky's on my cock. I was in heaven. All I could think of at this point was NOT cumming. Vicky was the next to start peeling clothes ... Soon her tits were slapping my thighs, and she began to tease my cock with her tongue. She loved the head of my cock in her mouth. She would engulf it and while in her mouth, her hot tongue would explore.

I had to get Deb to fully commit to this, it happened by undressing her. Her tongue was in my throat, one hand on my cock when she could wrest it from Vicky ... I released her big breasts from her bra. I now had two sets of different tits to fondle and harden my rod with each stroke. Debbie is full-bodied wonderful full tits and an ass I love to fuck doggy style. Knees down pinned to the bed. Vicky, was petite, lovely B's pointy nipples, that just stuck in my chest hair. She paused her jerking and sucking and kissed me again and again.

Deb was not totally naked yet. I stood up and shed all of my clothes at this point. My cock was pointing into Deb's face. She just looked. Vicky then did something that makes my cock steel. She came up behind me. Tits in my back reached around and held by cock and balls from behind. I was a pull toy. I love it when a woman handles me by the cock. Often when you have serious foreplay in the middle of a room away from a bed or sofa... when a woman takes me by the cock and leads me to the bed ... I am steel. I am kissing Vicky over my shoulder ... she is stroking my rod from behind. All of this is in the face of Deb. I stop kissing Vicky, reach over and pull bare breasted Deb up to me and pulled her panties off.

As she stepped out of them I dipped my fingers, the light musk smell, and my cock brushing against her as all this happens clearly raised the energy in the room. We were all naked. I pull her closer, and with Vicky hugging me from behind it was a reverse Oreo sandwich! Deb and I probed each other for many minutes. Vicky was stroking my cock from behind at times guiding it through Deb's pubic hair. This was heaven. I have no idea how I kept from cumming early that night. I took Deb's panties and "hung " them on my cock. We all giggled. Vicky fell into a subordinate supportive role. Evidently to assure that she and her friend had mutual memories to share when back in their small towns. Once I realized this, (just that Vicky was going to watch for a while), I could take better charge by manipulating Deb to a point of near begging.

I also knew she like me as well as Vicky. Vicky told me the first night we fucked. But at this point, she was HOT. She had been worked to, squirming, panting frenzy. We all know by now that the best part of IR fucking is watching. It is so important to see that THING do its THING. We both need to watch penetration as often as possible. Deb was no different. While they continued to fondle my rod, I sat down on the couch again with Deb at my side and Vicky stoking me. My eyes were more on Deb now. Deb was soaking wet. It soon became time for her to mount me. I fondled her breasts, kissed them repeatedly, and took an assessment of Vicky. She was at rapt attention; a willing voyeur. She simply lifted herself up and sat on it with little resistance. She arched her back, closed her eyes, and probably came after squirming a few times.

She took my hands and nearly broke them turning them backwards. She was cumming. She held my hands so tight; I could not touch these glorious pendulous breasts. So I leaned forward and sucked them as she came again and again. Finally, my hands were released and I could fondle her clit and her ass, tits and that body.

Vicky just watched. I never figured I would get any lesbian action, so I was not disappointed. At this point my hands grasped Deb's ass ... I took some control and we watched my black dic penetrate her white pussy. At that point she ground and slapped my dic harder, and another wave of climax came with alarming quickness. Our hands intertwined again, her back arched; my dic was nothing more than a tool at that point. I could not be more pleased with my role. I just wish I could play it more often.

I have had women faint on me before after climax. Deb came close. But she didn't. She fell on her back to one side of the couch. While kissing and caressing her body. I began to lick her into submission. One leg over the back of the sofa she laid before me like a wishbone, as I kissed her both her legs ... her thighs and finally her pussy and clit. Sensitive at first, once she repeatedly responded to my tongue I took her again missionary style. Her legs wrapped around my back, her heel slapping my butt.

I had no idea where Vicky was at this time. Or even if she was in the room, she was, watching intently. She smiled at me when I motioned for Deb to roll over on her knees. After another deliberately slow insertion, teasing her clit and lips. Debbie was had come at least three times now. I had dipped into her and eaten her repeatedly. It drove her mad. I tried to eat Vicky the previous night but she did not like to be eaten. I collapsed, but my dick emerged from her still semi hard.

I took Deb into my arms and held her as tight as I could, we kissed and looked at the skin contrast. Vicky crawled up to us. We all cuddled... not for long enough, but my cock came back to life faster than I would have thought. We got a drink from the kitchen toweled down. I kept fingering Vicky and Deb at every opportunity. Vicky was hot after watching the fucking I gave Debbie. Debbie was quiet. They both loved my cock, which was hard again. I sat back on the sofa and Vicky just came over and straddled me. She grabbed my cock.... Slipped it into her wet pussy, put her arms around my neck, and began to slowly grind herself into my lap. Debbie just watched. Vicky's little tits flapped.

Two night of intense love making gives two people a lot of information. Vicky and I began to make love. We had more time to get to know each other and we were able to satisfy each other. I came inside Vicky with no knowledge of time or space. Later in the night I was in bed, entwined with Vicky. Deb was gone, back to her room. Somewhere near 6AM, I awoke hard again, and slipped myself into Vicky for one last time. She woke to enjoy it. I selfishly came and fell back to sleep. She rose at 7AM slipped into the shower. I dressed and kissed her good bye.

We met briefly the next night. I gave her a small gift (a stone) to remember me by. We kissed, hugged, and I have never seen or heard from her again.

STORY #1: FANTASY MALL TRIP

We go to a big city for a weekend getaway with one of our main missions being a "Fantasy Mall Trip" that Linda is so good at and I enjoy so much. It's a Friday night and Linda dresses for the occasion in our hotel room - black spandex skin tight mini-skirt that barely covers her ass and is very low cut to show lots of cleavage and her rose tattoo; black lace garter belt holding up thigh high, black, fishnet nylons with the seam in the back; no bra and no panties. The skirt is so tight her nipples are clearly visible jutting out against the spandex and it is so short that one little move and you can see her white, creamy thighs if she moves just a bit to cause the skirt to inch above her thigh highs. Her finger and toe nails are painted with two coats of dark, whore red polish, all holes in her ears are filled with ear rings, she wears dark red lipstick and just the right amount of body splash. On her fingers are the red garnet and, of course, all of her shiny diamonds and wedding rings since we want everyone to know she is married! As we walk out the door, the outfit is made complete as she steps into 6-inch spiked, red fuck-me high heels. By the way, Linda is 5'3", 115 pounds, short red hair, green eyes, 34B-27-37, with freckles and 3 tattoos.

We arrive at the mall and do the normal routine: I drop her off ahead of me, then follow her as she begins to make the rounds. I have a constant throbbing hard-on as I see every man look at her with only one thought in their minds (How I wish I could fuck that hot bitch!). Makes me harder and harder knowing that Linda is making every man's cock come to attention. She enters various shoe stores and I stand at a distance outside being sexually entertained as she does her "act" of trying on different shoes and letting the male clerks at first peek, and then, gaze at her hairy pussy with those thick, wet, protruding lips. She continues making the rounds and, near closing time, enters a Foot Locker store. She's the only customer and there are three male attendants - all of them over six feet tall, young, well-built, and extremely black. As I watch Linda begin her act, I get very excited, as all three are falling over themselves to bring her different shoes to try on. The conversation becomes more intimate and involved with all three sitting around her - two on the same bench as Linda on each side of her and one kneeling in front gazing at her pussy as she slowly spreads her legs ever so slightly to allow him to inspect her pussy up close and personal. (The other two have already had a turn in front.)

Linda puts her hands on each of the guy's legs sitting beside her and the conversation is obviously getting very friendly. However, its closing time and one of the guys has store closing duties and begins to close the store. They continue their discussion for another five minutes, then Linda stands up and its obvious she's making plans to leave and the guys were getting off work for the night. The store closes and the rest of the mall is also closing so I follow Linda out of the mall with my raging hard on in tow. When we get to the car, she tells me about the conversation with the guys in the Foot Locker store. They all really like her and one guy was bold and asked her if she was doing anything later. She told them she had a hotel room since she was visiting friends for the weekend and invited all three of them over in an hour.

We drove back to the hotel quickly and Linda went upstairs to the room. I stayed down in the hotel bar and Linda told me to enjoy myself thinking about her and that she would call me at the bar as soon as her "entertainment" for the evening had ended. I positioned myself at the bar so I could see the people coming into the hotel lobby and in about a half hour all three of the guys from the store came in and got on the elevator to go upstairs.

Four hours later I saw the guys get off the elevator and leave the hotel and almost simultaneously got a call from my sexy wife to come upstairs right away because "I had some cleaning up to do"! When I walked in the room, Linda was lying on the bed on her back with her legs spread wide. I looked at her and this is what I saw: her pussy was so full of come it was running out of her like a river and a huge puddle of it was already on the bed; her pussy hole was stretched, red, and swollen and her pussy hair was completely matted with come; she had two hickies on her neck and one on each of her tits and there was a thin sheen of come alternating with globs and puddles of come on her tits, chest, and belly; she had come dripping from her chin and cheeks and there was come all through her hair. Her clothes were strewn all over the room. She smelled delicious - she had three black studs' come and sweat all over her. She looked at me as I stood there and said, "What are you waiting for, Daddy? Come here and clean up the mess those three black stallions left on and in me. I want you to lick me clean and eat every drop of sperm from my cunt while I tell you what those ebony cocks did to your creamy, white slut of a wife."

With that I dove in and began lapping up the come from her well-fucked pussy and then moved up her body licking every drop of sweat and come from her torso and face. She told me that they had all taken turns fucking her one-on-one and then after they each had a turn they all three gang banged her. They used her cunt and mouth at will and made her come 5-6 times as they ravaged her body with their black cocks. As the gang bang reached a climax, they agreed that they would love to come on her instead of in her to see if they could completely cover her with their come. So as they reached their climaxes together, they shot their come on her face, tits, belly, and pussy. After they were finished they left her lying on the bed and that's where I came in. Linda was completely satisfied but I had to have sloppy seconds, thirds, fourths, etc. so after I sated myself on licking their come from Linda's body, I plunged my cock into her well-used, well-lubricated cunt and came in a few seconds.

I'm 34 years old, married and have 2 beautiful girls and lived what is considered to be a happy middle class life. My husband is a wonderful man and our sex life has always been good. I am considered to be a very attractive red head and even after having two kids maintained a model's figure although I am petite at 5'2" with firm breasts to my husband's delight. My husband is in his 40's now and has developed hypertension leading to a case if erectile dysfunction that in his case Viagara can't help. We made the best of it but it seemed the best sex times were over but being the good christian woman I am I persevered.

I work in the county court house in an office with several other younger single women but they considered me a prude because I found their lifestyles distasteful. One was openly bisexual and hit on the other girls occasionaly and some of the others had open sexual relationships with several men. I tried not to listen their conversations but heard arousing stories which I usually brushed off. One of them was about a black bailiff named Andre. At 6'4" and 250lbs of pure body building muscle, he was the subject of much gossip among the girls in the office. I myself must admit had admired this man but never let it get it out of control always remembering my verse.

Whenever Andre would stroll near the office the subject of interracial sex always came up with its popularity on the rise so they would say. Rumors would abound of him being seen with white women in town and at the beach and even being a black gigolo to white women. The interracial sex internet sites came up also and became the most popular discussion in the office among the little hussies. I must admit at times I became a bit aroused but never let on. Being 34 and approaching my sexual peak I found it harder and harder to control my sexual emotions even though I suppressed them like I should as I was taught.

One day I received an unmarked large envelope and inside was an interracial sex magazine with graphic explicit sex acts depicted. I quickly shoved it back into the envelope and through it into my bag. I did'nt want to throw into the trash for fear someone would find it and what would they think. I would throw it away on the way home when no one would see. Since it was Friday I worked half days and drove home forgetting the magazine was in the bag. Once I got home and reached into my bag there it was and I raced to throw it into the trash but I didn't. I opened it and began to look at he pictures. White women performing every manner of sexual perversion imaginable. Gang rapes, sodomy of every kind and women covered with semen all over their bodies, but to my shock, they actually seemed to enjoy it!

Most of all the size of their penises, they were enormous. I could not believe a length of 12 inches and as thick as a soup can existed. I coundn't put the book down and after what felt like only a few minutes turned into an hour of staring at those erotic pctures. I suddenly realized my panties were soaking wet and I was aroused beyond what I had never experienced before. I had to get rid of it before the family came home but did but not before noticing that the web address "www.darkcavern.com" was handwritten on the inside cover.

In my state of mind I had to investigate and punched up the address as soon as the computer booted up. It asked for a password and I remember a word written below the web address. I tried it and it immediately let me in. What I found sent me into a heat I had never known before. As I was reading the ads and looking at attractive women, wives, and young girls asking for well endowed black males, I found myself mastubating intensely. My clothing was soaked in persperation. After several self induced orgasms I finally shut it down and took a shower but couldn't get those scenes out of my mind and I didn't sleep at all that night.

Several days went by and I noticed whenever Andre would walk by he would smile and say hello to me and I would always return the smile. I always dressed professionally but I must admit I could never hide my figure. I started fantasizing about Andre, could he be as big as those men in the magazine? Were the things I read about their stamina true. I was obsessed and my mind drifted to thoughts I could no longer control. I started dressing a little more provocatively, shorter tighter skirts, heels, a little more cleavage. Everyday Andre would come around or I would see him in the hallways by the canteen and eventually he struck up a conversation. I was so nervous I was trembling and I couldn't hide it. It was Friday with the lunch hour approaching and he asked me out to lunch. Before I could even think I accepted and I met him in the parking lot at noon. I got into his car not even caring who would notice and he ask me where I wanted to eat. I told him where ever he wanted to go is fine. There wasn't too much conversation and the sexual tension was extreme.

We drove through what was a residential section and he pulled into the driveway of a house and stopped the car. His next words were, "you're not hungry are you?" I just looked into his eyes frozen as he slid over to me as he put his arm around me and kissed me sliding his tongue into my mouth. I offered no resistance and opened wide as his tongue entered my mouth. I could feel him slide his hand under my skirt and rub my pussy through my damp soaking panties. His other hand grabbed my breast and I was rapidly losing control. He suddenly stopped, got out of the car and opened the door to his house and stood there waiting for me.

I got out of the car and walked in not knowing what would happen since I had no control. He led me into the living room and embraced me again, I was so aroused! Once again he stopped, backed away, undid his pants, and sat down on the sofa and pulled out his cock. To my shock it was as enormous as in the magazine. He stroked it and I was almost in a trance as I watched as he said, "Do you know what to do". I don't know where it came from but I slowly started gyrating and seductively started to remove my clothing till I was naked. My nipples were as hard as Hershy's Kisses as I kneel in fornt of him and took his cock in both hands and started to suck it. The taste and smell was maddening as it got harder with each stroke. He held my head and pushed down to get it deeper in my throat and my gagging sounds just made him try harder. I sucked it hard and I licked his balls just living for the moment.

He made me stop as he undressed and then he stood naked in front of me, he was magnificent. Washboard stomach and a bodybuilder's frame. As he stood in front of me I sucked his cock again on my knees and it gave me great pleasure. Then he suddenly withdrew and lifted me as if I was a feather and placed me on the couch in a sitting position, grabbed my ankles and threw them up by my shoulders and ordered me to take his cock and shove it inside me. His girth was enormous but I was so wet I could have gotten a baseball bat in there. He penetrated me and slowly with each stroke penetrated deeper as I screamed with each stroke. His rhythm increased. I relaxed and produced so much lubrication I offered no more resistance. No man has ever been so deep inside me and I moaned in pleasure as me pounded me like a well oiled machine. I was yet to fell the full force of his power as he lifted me again and layed me on the floor my legs thrown back and now his full mass was on top of me as he began to pound me mercilously.

My insides were inflamed as I felt the full length of his tool enter me for what seemed like eternity. I could see he was ready and he quickly pulled out, spun me around, straddled my face, and shoved his cock back down my throat as he exploded. I felt like I was drowning in his cum as he slowly backed out as he milked every last drop into my wide open mouth. I wanted every drop, it was hot and sweet. He told me not to swallow it yet and just to keep it in my mouth and let it ooze out the sides. I savored it and finally swallowed it as I basked in the afterglow of the most intense sexual experience of my life!

He told me he wasn't finished with me and got me into the doggie position. He told me my virgin ass was his and I felt like panicking but was also excited. I had never done anal before but I wanted to give this man whatever he wanted. He pushed my face to the floor grabbed my wrists and tied them to my ankles and restrained me so I could offer no resistance. I knew this was going to hurt but I wanted it. Within no time he was stiff as a board again and started to pound my pussy again to arouse me. When he stopped I felt him shove some lubricant in my ass and then he entered my ass. As his head entered me my anus was stretched and I screamed in pain but he continued to enter me. As the head penetrated and was inside me it became more pleasant but he continued to drive deeper and started to pump me. Within no time I was orgasming again as my virgin ass was now his. I don't know how deep he went but it was deep and when he shot his load I could feel it inside my belly.

When he withdrew he untied me, layed me on my back and placed his cock on my belly starting at my pussy and ending beyond my bellybutton. He said I would have a hard time finding another cock like that and if I wanted it again I would have to go on birth control. I had been transformed into a slut in less than an hour and told him I wanted to be his whore. He's heard that before but from me he said it was different.

To conclude my story, from the point I saw the magazine, to the point where I did it all, gang bangs with his friends, dp, oral, anal, bondage and discipline, public sex, stripping, bar room gang rape, and whoring for him was 9 1/2 weeks. I've had my nipple and naval pierced, a tattoo of a valantines day heart with a black cock piercing it instead of an arrow and in the triangle of my thong tan lines over my ass reads "Andre's Sex Toy"! I even eat pussy and drink his cum out of other women's pussys. My husband, well thats another story. I'm the town whore but I love it. Beware girls, when you go black, you don't come back!

Here's my pic as I await his arrival. Maybe he'll bring a few friends.

We now are communicating with two men on a seriously committed basis. We are communicating with several others on a more preliminary basis.

We are targeting my fertile period in May or June, depending on how soon we reach the goal of 4-5 impregnators, for the actual impregnation.

If you think it appropriate, please add the to attached photos, taken a week ago, to my letter. Thank you, a let me know if you think the membership would like details as we go along. Jenny.

(((I'm sure we'd love to hear the details - Coco)))

I swam some lengths, then went into the sauna. I had only been there a few minutes when the black guy came in. He was wearing trunks,  and he sat on the same level as me.  We talked, and after a bit he turned sideways and put his feet up on the bench, as mine were. Our toes kept touching because of the shape and length of the bench, and after a couple of times he suggested I put my toes in the air, and he put the soles of his feet against mine. It WAS better, and as we kept chatting,  the muscles in the balls of his feet began massaging my feet. It was pleasant, and a bit sensual. After a bit he reached down and lifted one of my feet up and began to massage it with his hands. Something primitive seemed to slowly envelope me, and I sensed his massage change from pleasant to much more sensual, and arousing.

He suggested I turn around and he would 'do' my back, and it was not long until he had the straps of  my bathing suit down over my shoulders as he massaged my back. His strong hands felt wonderful, and I occasionally shivered as the sensuality built between us.

His calves were beside me and I didn't touch him, but lightly ran my fingers along the hair on his legs. He reached around and pulled my bathing suit down off my breasts and held them in his big strong hands,  and in a gentle but powerful way squeezed and caressed them.

I was sweating and shivering, and starting to breathe rapidly, and William suggested we go outside and into the hydro bath. He assured me the outside doors were locked, and no-one else was here. Out we went,  most of the lights were out, and just as I was about to step in, William let go of my hand and pulled my suit off my breasts again and pulled it down and right off me. I got into the water and he pulled off his trunks and stepped in. It was the first time I had seen a black penis, and it was beautiful. It protruded from a shock of white curly hair, it was not erect, but it was 6 or 7 inches long , thicker than I had imagined. His testicles were the size of lemons, and hung down far enough they swung as he moved.

He stopped on the second step, and I reached out and cradled those beautiful black balls with my hands. There was so much adrenalin in my bloodstream I was shaking, he put his hands on my head and eased me toward that magnificent penis. I kissed it. I kissed it again, and then took the head of it into my mouth. I slid back his foreskin and locked my lips behind the head of it and gave a tremendous suck. He groaned, and that penis grew about two inches so fast it actually pulled out of my mouth.

He stepped into the shallow water and picked me up and sat me on the edge of the pool, and stood between my legs. His penis was inches from my private parts, and he pulled me forward until I just touched it. He took one hand and caressed his penis through my blonde pubics and opened my outer lips with it. He put the head of his penis at my entrance and gently pushed,  several times he caressed and gently pushed with that wonderful piece of mahogany. Then the head of his penis disappeared inside me. It was so hot and smooth, and big and powerful and sensual and I was on fire!

He put those strong warm hands behind me and eased me toward him as he entered into me.  The fire was building within me and he stopped. "This is your first time isn't it" he asked, and I nodded. He smiled and took both my breasts in his hands, he sucked my nipples, caressed and kneaded my breasts and the flames rose even higher within me. He eased himself in to where I could feel him at my hymen, and then he started thrusting, little tiny 1/8 inch thrusts, and slowly he increased them. I could feel my hymen stretch and resist his advance, and then the flames within me roared into an explosion as my hymen burst. I was so on fire I did not feel pain, only pleasure, and then his thrusts grew long and powerful and then he was grinding against my pelvic bone. I was panting, my heels were locked against the small of his back, and my fingernails were embedded in his back. I had always dreamed how nice a man would feel inside me, but I was not prepared for this fullness,  for this ecstasy. And then his thrusts were full in length, then slow, then purposeful and powerful, then his hands clenched my butt and his thrusts became frenzied and the heat and wet of his semen sprayed inside me. I started crying, and he thought he'd hurt me and pulled out of me. I looked down at his penis and it was covered in red foam. I took it in my hand; it was so big, and so slippery, and I guided it back into me. His thrusts were long and slow, and I put my head on his shoulder and surrendered to the magic of a big black dick.

He used several different thrusting motions, he was fast and deep, slow and deep, shallow, circular,  forceful and gentle. It was heaven on earth. Then he became more urgent, then the warm gush of semen again . Then his thrusts slowed, and he withdrew. My head stayed on his shoulder,  and I reached down with my hands and cupped and caressed those balls and that wonderful tool with my hands. He kissed me several times, and I agreed to meet him tomorrow after my interview. We dressed, and he wrote out his address, and I went up to my room.

All night I could not sleep, I worried about pregnancy, about an old man taking my virginity, about being with a black man, about my interview... The next day was a disaster, I looked like hell, I stammered through the interview, then caught the first cab to William's house. After I knocked, the door opened, and I looked and gasped, there in front of me was who I thought was William, but was 30 years old. It was William's son, and he was a splitting image of his father.

He said 'come in, dad's said someone was visiting,  he's out for a bit, but come and sit and wait.'

Jon made me some coffee, sat and talked to me and was very attentive. He was wearing lightweight baggy shorts, and they would cling to his parts at times, he was endowed like his father too, and he caught me glancing there. He suggested that since it was such a nice day, we go upstairs to the sun deck and wait there, and enjoy the sun.

He sat on a comfortable chaise lounge, and then seeing I didn't really want to stretch out in my suit, jumped up, and came back with a pair of shorts and a muscle shirt. 'Go put these on, you'll save your suit, and be more comfortable.' He said.  It made sense, so I went in and changed. We sunned for a while, then Jon suggested we play cards, There was a low table between the loungers, and as we played, I suddenly realized Jon was getting a good look at my breasts. I tried to cover up more, but every time I played a card, he got a peek, and sometimes a good one. Well, my nipples started to get hard, and the more I moved the more they rubbed against the fabric. Jon was getting an eyeful, and then I realized he had an erection.

A sense of male-female developed, a muskiness, or pheneromes or something that was bringing out the sexual arousal in the two of us. Then  Jon picked up the table between us and moved it, and knelt beside my lounge and stroked my hair. 'You are one beautiful sexy woman, and you are driving me crazy' he said.

  I laid back on the chaise and looked at him. He started stroking my arm, and I asked him when William was expected ... he then explained "...dad's at work, he's not home til midnight, he was embarrassed about last night,  ... what do I say ... he thinks you are really nice, and deserved to be with someone younger than him the first time ....he's embarrassed." He continued talking, and explaining, and I realized William was a genuine gentle person, and it was no accident he wanted me to meet his son.  I kissed him on the forehead, as a sign that I appreciated what he was saying, but he took that as a sexual thing, and in an instant had both his hands on my breasts. I started to protest, but he shussed me and said 'I'll just be gentle, and stop any time you ask.'

I closed my eyes, and his hands on my breasts rekindled the feelings from last nite; soon I arched my back to push my breasts toward him, and I felt his tongue on my nipples. The fire was building again within me, and Jon was as stimulating and gentle as his father. He pulled off my shirt, and took of his, and that wide black manly chest just added more fuel to the fire.

He pulled off my shorts, and ran his tongue thru my pubic hair, He found my clit and that probing sensual tongue of his took me to sexual heights I had never been to. He opened my outer lips with his finger as his tongue stoked the fire and then it happened, I started to shiver and then the wave of my first orgasm enveloped me, I was panting, and screaming and moaning, and John ripped off his shorts and mounted me.

He was not on top of me for five seconds before he was in me to the hilt. He was not gentle and careful, but forceful and self centered. He was not making love to me the way his father did, but fucking me for his own pleasure. The pregnancy thing flashed through my mind, and I freaked, I squirmed and thrashed, and he kept pounding into me.  He must have thought I was coming again because he increased his thrusting until it was like a jackhammer. He was hung like his father, and every thrust was full length, he'd pull back until only his head was in me, then drive forward and crunch my pelvic bone. Then he orgasmed, and I was flooded with warm slippery cum. Then he sat back, and pulled me onto his lap, and we rocked back and forth, still deep inside me. And the gentleness returned, he caressed my hair, my breasts, all the while rocking within me,  I could feel the hardness of that penis within me, and I started to squeeze it with my cunt muscles,  and then the fire roared again and I exploded into another orgasm. He put his hands under my buttocks and slid me up and down his magnificent member, and I waves of ecstasy rolled thru me again.

I put my hands on his chest and watched as he slid me up and down that beautiful black dick, his black curly pubic hair would entangle with my blonde ones, then separate, then combine, and that thick black dick worked its magic on me again.

Then he lifted me up and put me on my knees in front of him, and entered me from behind. This time was for him, and soon I felt him gush into me again. Then he pulled out of me and pushed the head of his penis against my ass. He grabbed my hips and pulled me onto him, but try as he might, it would not go in. Finally he gave up , and we just held each other. Later we showered, and I left. I never got that job, and wondered if I would have married a black guy if I had.

We arrange to meet a black man (or group) at a high class hotel. She would dress classy and she would be wet long before we get there. You would all be waiting. She enters and is immediately and gently persuaded to remove her clothes and is massaged by many strong hands. She kneels and all hard, large cocks are shown to her for an early tasting.

While she would try and satisfy you all then and there, you would put her on the bed and take her from all directions and in all orifices at once. When you come on her face or inside her, the cum is left so it accumulates. I want to see her covered in it. I am available to assist any of you or her as needed and would finish her off by eating all of your deposits and she would come (for the last time) on my face.

If any of you wish to have me, you would be most welcome to use me in any way you wish. I can be as accommodating as you need.

Please write to us and detail your plan for my wife's training and detail my involvement. Otherwise, we would love to correspond with other like couples who are considering further involvement in black studies.

Before the Internet took over the scene, I used to read unReal People and other swingers magazines that showcased interracial and gangbang women. One of my inspirations in those days was a variety of pictures, all with the same advertisement, that kept cropping up. The couple was R and J of Texas. Theirs were the hottest pictures I had ever seen. The ads left no doubt that this slut was used frequently and thoroughly by many, well endowed black men. Owning a slut like that was an ideal I strived for from then on. I compared those clippings with the photo collection that was linked to "A SLUT AND A WHORE". It was Judi again, after all these years.

What a rush reading how she got started and how similar it was to my own experience. Like R, I told Tammy that our relationship would include her having sex with other guys and she accepted it. In less than a year she was on an exclusive diet of big black meat. Just two weeks ago, she had her first group of four guys. She loved it and wants to do it just like that again soon. (I'll be submitting another story for the Dark Desires section, but I digress.) What I really wanted to do is thank R (and especially J!) for sharing those pictures and story with the netizens of Dark Cavern, and for being my inspiration all these years.

I know Judi is pursuing other interests, but I would love to see more pictures and read more stories of her adventures as a slut and whore for black cock. In fact, if R could please send me details on how I can get a video or two from the group in Dallas, I would be forever grateful.

P.S. All North NJ/NYC black men who meet our criteria are welcome to enjoy the services or my little slut. Please see our NJ ad ISO Well Hung Black Men.

One day at work my friend Judy and I were talking and she mentioned that I should go out with her some night. Judy was always the wild type, but the thought of her showing me a good time interested me. I was excited all day at work just thinking about it. Judy dated blackmen and made no secret of it, but I wasn't prepared for the time she was about to show me. After bar-hopping for a time, she said that she had to stop by the club where her boyfriend was supposed to be. Once we arrived, heads turned. I felt a thousand eyes on us. As it turned out, Judy's friend wasn't here. I asked to leave, but she insisted we stay awhile.

After many drinks this evening, and a couple more here, Judy and I went out onto the dance floor and started to dance with each other. Soon a large blackman came up to us on the floor to which Judy introduced him to me as Marcus. Marc danced with us for a while when he started facing me more than the two of us. When a slow song came on we went to go sit down when Marc said, oh come on, let's dance. I agreed and during the dance he pulled me close to him. Just the scent of him was actually making me excited. I started to feel his excitement, too, pressing against me. He was caressing my lower back, letting his hand dip down across my ass from time to time, but amazingly I didn't care.

After sitting and talking awhile, Marc said that Judy's boyfriend was supposed to stop by his house later so we might as well go there and meet up with him. Judy agreed for the both of us and we left. Arriving at Marc's apartment, he lit some candles and put on some music. I was getting nervous but too excited and turned on to turn back. Marc pulled me up off the couch by the wrists and wanted to slow dance, he said to finish where we left off. Before I knew it, dancing turned into groping, touching, kissing and the butterflies in my stomach told me I was too hot to stop now. I just let it all happen and gave in to my desires. His hand was up under my tight dress, which was only a few inches below my ass. His hands were everywhere and every place he touched set me on fire. My pussy was wet and aching for attention.

He sat me on the couch and stood between my legs. Instinctively I unzipped his pants, pulled them down and unleashed the most huge, black cock I could've only dreamt about. I didn't hesitate to put it in my mouth and suck on it. It seemed like a split second that we were totally naked and somehow guided into the bedroom. Lying on the bed, he parted my legs and started to suck and lick in a way that made me his for the taking. I couldn't stop what was happening, nor did I want to. After being licked into a frenzy, I was aware that a second mouth was on my hard, dark nipple. It was Judy. She was naked and joining in the fun, and I didn't care. I was breaking two taboos tonight and it felt wonderful. Although Judy is a sexy girl of whom I had fantasized about, it was fleeting and never serious. Tonight, however, was different and would change my life.

Marc was over top of me forcing his enormous black cock in my mouth and face fucking me. Judy was now eating my pussy, pleasuring me like only another woman could. I must have cum several times by now. I could feel Marc tensing up as she shot his massive load into my mouth and squirting more on my face and tits. Judy slithered up on top of me and gave me a deep, full kiss, taking in some of Marc's cum. I was so damn excited I couldn't stand it. I needed Marc's cock in me. He not only fucked me, but did so multiple times including one in the ass. The three of us had hot passionate sex all night long.

Needless to say, this was planned ahead of time between Judy and Marc, and they new that her boyfriend was never coming over, but I didn't care. That was the only way to get me there, and now we've had a threesome two more times, and I loved it. Lately, I have become Marc's white slut. I now know what I have been missing all these years. Rik and I split up and I am now dedicated to my Black Master. I do anything he wants and in return he makes me feel wonderful and fulfilled. He plans to have his friends come over and take their turn with me, of which I was a bit hesitant, but I must obey and now the thought turns me on.

The other girls at work figured things out when some of these men came by to look me up, but I don't care. They call me a white ho, blackman's bitch, and other things, but so what...I am happy and I have no desire but to be with the superior blackman who makes me too hot to imagine. I am his property and would want nothing else.

As soon as I saw him I found him attractive and his polite greeting of "Good morning, I'm Paul from (xxx) maintenance" made him appear to be a nice enough guy. I say I was surprised for two reasons. The first being because normally when I have anyone call for maintenance they are old and ugly. The second reason I was surprised is that I've never really found myself attracted to black guys in the past, although when I think back to before that day I had never given any real thought to it. Paul looked a bit like Will Smith and I've always found Will Smith attractive.

Anyway, after letting him in I showed him to the hot water tank in the hall cupboard (closet). He started about his business and I told him I'd be next door if he needed me for anything. I went to the lounge and continued watching my TV program. Instead of being engrossed as I was before the plumber arrived, I found my mind distracted. My concentration wasn't the same. I found myself wondering if Paul was married. I wondered if it was true what they said about black men :) I wondered how I could find out the answers to all the questions in my mind.

After 30 minutes or so of debating whether or not I should flirt with him, I decided to at least offer him a cup of coffee. I went through to him and told him I was making coffee if he would like some. I paid particular attention to his left hand and noted there was no ring. He looked to be in his mid-twenties and so I presumed he was still single. He accepted my offer of coffee and I went to the kitchen to make it. As I was making the coffee he came into the kitchen to explain what was wrong with the hot water system. I listened intently and gave permission to fit a new part.

He explained he'd need to come back the next day and fit the part and I explained it would need to be in the evening because I couldn't take more time off work. He was a bit unsure of how he could manage to fit the new part outwith working hours without me incurring a huge bill. He explained it wouldn't take him long to do and suggested that he fit the part the following evening when I got home from work. After expressing my concerns about the size of the bill he reassured me that he would not bill me for having to call a second time. I told him how grateful I was for his kind offer and it was agreed that he would phone the house to make sure I was home before he called.

As this discussion was going on, Paul was resting on a barstool drinking his coffee and I found myself discreetly looking over his body, paying particular attention to his crotch. His body looked good from what I could see although I was a bit disappointed to note that there was no huge bulge in his crotch, but I was of the opinion that he was sexy nonetheless. We made small talk a while as we drank our coffee and then he gathered his tools and left. I sat on the couch and got mad at myself for being so shy with him. I should have asked more questions, I should have flirted more. Oh well, maybe tomorrow.

That night as I lay in bed trying to get some sleep, I found my mind on Paul again. I was getting horny and found myself getting wet as my mind wandered thinking about him. I started fingering myself fantasising about him making love to me. After I came I decided that I would ask more 'flirty' type questions the next day because I just had to have him.

I got home from work the next day just after 530 and jumped in the shower. When I was showering I decided to shave my pussy just in case things went as well as they had in my fantasy of the night before. In my experience, guys prefer me shaved as my pussy is naturally very hairy. Touching my pussy whilst shaving it was making me horny as hell. Looking back on that incident I think it was the key to getting me in the right frame of mind for his arrival.

Out of the shower, feeling refreshed and horny, I decided to wear a summery type dress that had won me compliments from guys in the past. Plain white, it fitted my 34B-26-34 figure perfectly and I admired myself in the mirror. I sat with a glass of wine and waited for Paul to arrive. Of course, all I had on my mind was how I was going to get across to him that I wanted him. I knew within myself that I couldn't just tell him I wanted him, I am way too shy for that, even when drunk. I couldn't think of subtle ways to get the message to him, I have never really thrown myself at anyone before and so I didn't know how to go about it. Whilst my mind darted from idea to idea I decided to take off my panties on the off-chance that he might sit on the chair opposite me at some point, and his eyes may wander between my not quite closed legs. My mind was made up that after he finished the work I would offer him a beer or a coffee and make sure he sat on the chair opposite to me. It was a long shot but it was the best idea I could come up with. I arranged magazines and stuff on the sofa so that he would HAVE to sit on the armchair opposite me and I grew impatient as I realised that it was now 730 and he wasn't here.

Just after that my phone rang. "Hello, it's Paul from (XXX) plumbing, sorry I haven't been to you yet but I've been held up at a job, is it okay to call in about an hour?" I told him it was no problem, that I appreciated his doing the favour for me anyway and that I'd wait for him to call no matter how late. When I put down the phone I was pleased with myself, for surely my statement would have given him some idea that I wanted him. Time would tell.

8.45 and the bell rang. It was Paul. He came in full of apologies for being so late. I told him again that it was no problem. He set about his work straight away, assuring me that it wouldn't take him long. I stayed in the hall with him laughing and joking about his days events, until he said "I would have thought a pretty girl like you would be out clubbing on a Friday night." I smiled, thanked him for the compliment and assured him I was very single. I took advantage of this opening in the topic of conversation and went on to tell him I'd been single for 6 months. He flattered me further with some comments before I asked him if he was seeing anyone at the moment. He told me he too was single and had been since Christmas, but he was happy with the situation because his last relationship had lasted 4 years. I made some joke about him now making up for lost time and he laughed with me. There was a little silence for a minute as he concentrated on fitting the part to the hot water tank. I decided in my mind that I hadn't been as forward with my flirting as I promised myself I would be. I watched him. As he reached up I could see the skin on his back. It was the most beautiful colour. I noticed how nice his ass looked through his trousers (pants), it was big, I like big butts on men. I was getting hornier and hornier, I knew my pussy was already wet and I was not letting him leave my house until he had fucked me. "Tell me, I'm curious, do you only date black girls" I asked.

He stopped what he was doing and turned to me. He was smiling. "No" he said, "The colour of a woman's skin means nothing to me" I smiled back at him hoping upon hope that he would take this further. The butterflies in my stomach made me feel as if I was about to throw up and I was sure he must sense my awkwardness. I was desperate. All I could think about was how it would feel to have him fuck me. My mind was racing and I was panicking because I knew he was almost finished his work. I was convinced I'd made a fool of myself already and that he would leave the house and laugh about me with his mates. "Are you asking?" he asked after a minute or two's silence. I asked him what he meant. "Are you asking me on a date" he smiled. I smiled as innocently as I could and blurted out "Something like that, I think" I heard him murmur something like "Hmmmm Hmmmm." As he put the last pieces of the water tank back together he said something that was to take us to the point of no return. "Saying things like that to a guy aint good for him. Ya know how excitable us guys get" At this point I knew I had him. I remember thinking "oh my God he is gonna fuck me!!"

I tried to play it cool and joked about maybe I enjoyed that thought. He told me maybe he enjoyed it too. I told him we'd have to find out. He came down off the steps and looked at me. He was a few inches taller than me and as he stood right opposite me he I remember thinking he looked massive. His eyes were staring at me, obviously looking for the all clear to make a move. I hadn't a clue how to react. I just stood there, in front of him, wishing and praying that he would touch me. Something about me gave it away because after a few seconds he reached over and put his hand on my shoulder. "You really are beautiful" he said softly. "Oh God" I said. "You don't know how that makes me feel" With that, he started to kiss me. I felt the heat between my legs intensify and I relaxed a little allowing my body to become totally his. His tongue probed inside my mouth and I imagined how it would feel on my clit. His hands started exploring my body and mine his. I moaned as his hands cupped my ass through my dress. He slipped his hand under my dress and I could sense his surprise when he realised I wasn't wearing any panties. His hands wandered down to the bottom of my ass, he parted my cheeks and felt around for the opening to my cunt. He moaned as his fingers found what they were looking for and started rubbing my now very wet pussy lips. I gasped for breath as he slipped a finger inside me and still kissing me he whispered to ask if we should go to the bedroom. I nodded.

He lifted me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist and he carried me to my bed, all the time kissing me and telling me how much he wanted me. He put me down on the bed, and manoeuvred my body to allow my dress to slip off over my head. I watched his eyes explore my body for a second before he lay on top of me, still fully clothed, and started kissing me again. I closed my eyes and felt I was in paradise. His mouth left mine and I couldn't control my moans as his strong tongue started darting down my neck stopping when it found my small breasts. He gently sucked on my nipples all the time whispering how beautiful I was. I pulled on his shirt to tell him I wanted him naked but he ignored my silent request. I lay back and enjoyed the sensations that were sweeping my body as a result of his wonderful tongue and mouth actions. I felt him part my legs and I arched my back a little to tell him I wanted him between my legs. He knew what I wanted and he obliged. His head dove straight in between my legs and I think I passed out at that point. All I remember was grabbing his head and screaming as I felt him sucking my clit.

After a most amazing orgasm I started grabbing at his clothes begging to have his cock. He continued eating my pussy, telling me my pussy tasted delicious and he couldn't wait to be inside of it. By this time I realised that we were going at his pace, not mine, and I was happy with that, although I was hoping he wouldn't tease me too long before giving me his cock. Shortly after that his mouth came up from my pussy and he started kissing me again. I moaned as I tasted my juices on his tongue and lips and whispering in my ear he started asking me if I was ready to see his black body. Through my moans I told him I was very ready. He broke off our kissing and took my hand and placed it on my pussy, obviously signalling for me to touch myself for him. I gently ran my fingers up and down my lips, rubbing my juices into my clit, moaning as I did. I heard him start to undress and I opened my eyes to watch him. His body wasn't muscular as such, but I could tell that he took care of himself. I moaned loudly as he slipped off his trousers (pants). He began rubbing his cock through his briefs, asking if I liked what I saw. I focused my eyes on the outline of his cock through his briefs. It didn't look too long but it looked VERY thick. He asked if I wanted it inside of me. I moaned and nodded. He asked how bad I wanted it. I told him very bad. He asked again. I yelled VERY BAD.

He got on the bed and kneeled above me, signalling for me not to stop rubbing my pussy. He told me that he would fuck me as good as I sucked his cock. With that, he pulled down his briefs and I was faced with the most beautiful cock I've ever seen. It looked to be about 7 or 8 inches long and about 2-3 inches wide, but the biggest turn on for me wasn't the size, it was the fact that it was black. I've never really been a fan of sucking cock but I knew I had to suck his if I wanted him to fuck me. I wondered if my mouth would even fit around his immense thickness. I wrapped my lips around his knob and he started pushing it's length towards my throat. My mouth was sore as he thrust his cock into my mouth and as if reading my mind he turned me over so that I was on top. I was more comfortable with this and started to get 'into' it a lot more especially once he started licking my pussy again. I was sucking cock like I'd never sucked before. I could hear him telling me how good it felt. After only 2 or 3 minutes of sucking his cock I felt it starting to swell and throb and I guessed he was about to cum. I took my mouth off his cock and started wanking it. He soon started spurting streams of cum about 5 ft in the air, spurt after spurt. I was so turned on at seeing so much cum but I started feeling a little dejected because he hadn't yet fucked me. Guys in the past had fallen asleep after they'd cum and I didn't expect anything different from Paul.

As the last spurts came from his cock he turned me round and told me I sucked cock really well. He started to kiss me again and rubbed my now swollen clit. I whispered to him, begging that he not leave until he'd fucked me. He looked at me and told me he had no intention of leaving, that he'd only just begun. I pulled his face to mine and we started kissing as passionately as before. He was whispering to me, asking how I wanted him to fuck me. I heard him suggest doggy style, me on top and various other positions. I just moaned to them all. I'd never had a guy talk to me when having sex and was finding it such a turn on. Then I heard him say he didn't have a condom with him. I told him it was okay and that I was on the pill. He seemed happy enough and started kissing me again. Although in the past I've preferred riding, this was different, I really didn't care which position he fucked me in, just so long as his cock was inside me. I never thought twice about the fact he was about to fuck me without a condom, as careless as it was, it was the furthest thing from my mind. As he fingered me I decided I'd waited long enough and as I felt another orgasm approach, I pulled our mouths apart and screamed that I wanted him inside me.

He smiled sweetly, lifted my legs and positioned his cock by my pussy. He started rubbing it up and down my lips and I could feel how thick it was. He rubbed my clit with it as I jerked my body BEGGING him to put it inside me. After a few minutes of teasing me with it, he started to push it inside me. He was very slow and very gentle. I felt my pussy stretching to accommodate his cock and it was wonderful. He kept asking me if it was okay. My moans answered him. Before too long, I felt his body against mine and I guessed it was all inside me. He started to withdraw and I cant describe how I felt. It was indescribable. As I felt his cock slide out of me I grabbed his ass so as to pull him back inside me. He whispered it was okay and told me to take it slow. Slow it was, but absolutely beautiful. He soon gathered pace, sliding his cock in and then almost all the way out. He told me how good his cock looked and felt covered with my juices. I was so high at that point I just lost all inhibitions. I remember rubbing my tits and telling him how wonderful his cock felt inside me. As he fucked me faster I kept repeating how I wanted his cock to be mine, how I never wanted to be fucked by anyone else, ever. As I told him my demands he agreed with everything I said and started fucking me faster. I loved it, I never wanted it to stop. I felt the umpteenth orgasm coming on and I grabbed on his gorgeous ass, pulling him deep inside me, screaming as my body shock. He was fucking me furiously, telling me my cunt was the best he'd ever had, then he stopped and shifted me into doggy position.

I felt him push his cock back inside of me and felt another orgasm coming. I started biting the pillow. I heard and loved the sound of his balls slapping against me every time he drove his cock deep inside me. As I moaned like I'd never moaned before he grabbed my waist and started pulling me onto his cock as he thrust forward. I felt my orgasm build and yelled as it ripped through my body. Paul started yelling to cum all over his cock and I could tell by his voice that he too was near to orgasm. With that, I felt his cock throb as it spurted what felt like gallons of cum inside my cunt. Removing his cock gently from my pussy, Paul collapsed on the bed at my side. I lay myself by his side, still caught up in the rush of it all. There were no words exchanged for about 5 minutes, we just lay there, breathing, reflecting, stroking one another's legs.

Paul broke the silence and asked if he was the first black guy I'd been with. When he heard me answer yes, he asked what I thought of it now that I'd experienced it. I joked, telling him I didn't know what the fuss was all about, then after we finished laughing I told him I'd never had from sex what I'd had in those few hours. I must have had at least 8 or 9 orgasms with Paul and that was 6 or 7 more than I'd ever had from sex with any of my past lovers. Some guys never even made me cum once. He listened to my anecdotes, obviously loving the fact that I was making him out to be a God in bed. He asked if to use the phone. I heard him call his mother to explain he'd 'got involved with the guys and probably wouldn't be home till late, if at all tonight'. I smiled as I heard this, and started looking forward to doing it all over again.

We did do it all over again before he left my house the next day, three times in fact and every time was just as good if not better than the first. When he left we made no plans to see one another again, instead he kissed me and thanked me for my hospitality. I smiled sweetly and said simply "Any time".

As I write this it's not even a week since it happened. Paul hasn't called me but every night as I lay in bed I wish he would. I've totally changed in the space of a few days. I can't explain it. When I masturbate now, I ALWAYS think of Paul. I find myself at work daydreaming about doing it all again. I find myself seeking out black or interracial websites and am even thinking of putting an ad to look for black guys in my area. I've no idea if Paul will ever come back and satisfy me as he did last week, but I do know that I'll be looking for another black guy in the clubs tomorrow night when I'm out. Normally I hate those old wives tales about 'Once you go black you'll never go back' etc, but right now I'd have to agree. I can't imagine being as turned on by a white guy as I feel I will be with a black guy. I'll be sure to write again if and when I have any more interracial experiences.

Ashley

From what I can tell, most people are like me, they do not like condoms very much. When I have used condoms, the sex was never very pleasurable and usually resulted in an itchy rash. Even the smoothest rubber does not come close to the feeling of the real skin on a cock. So for me I'd rather have no sex than sex with a condom. Believe me. The idea of letting some large sexy black man slide into me and even cum in me is a huge turn on! However, the thought of getting pregnant is not nearly so worrisome as getting some life threatening or sterility causing disease. Millions of people must access your site. Certainly not all of these people are 100 percent STD free. Many STDs can roam in a human's system without any external symptoms for a long time. Clamydia, for example, is known to be one of the most common STDs, for many people pass it on not realizing that they have it themselves.

Many people are willing to fudge the truth in order to get what they want. It's kind of like trying to sell a used car. If you are the vendor you are likely to tell any potential buyer that the car runs well. You may not mention that it was in a major accident a year ago and that you are actually anticipating the next major component failure to let you know it needs fixing. The reason you are selling it of course is because that hasn't happened yet and you want to get rid of it before it does. I suspect many people who are not 100 percent sure that they and their recent partners are STD free may say that they are because they're "pretty sure". I met a man from California a while ago who had to move here for work. He had to take an AIDS test on order to get permission to move here. Before this, he had never taken such a test. Since I am Canadian I am lucky to be able to get medical advice when I need it for very little expense. I may be less likely to go to the doctor if I did not have this basic coverage.

I hope this message is not perceived as a turnoff as I belong to a very sexxxy couple who like being real about themselves and their sexuality without making it a public affair. We live public lives and consequently cherish our private time together.

We respect each other's points of view, listen and respond, and get incredibly horny and ravage each other frequently. We also occasionally get angry and frustrated etc. but have found a way to responsibly listen and share our feelings and recognize errors that may have been voiced as a reflection of a way we felt about something or someone else entirely, ourselves ultimately.

Nicole talks so sexy. I don't talk much until I have something to say. That might be wow. Oh wow. Darling does that feel as good as it looks? Or nothing at all. I may just touch her shoulder, kiss her, or hold her leg.

Or, I may get down between her legs and lick her while you enter her, making everything nice and slippery and anticipating the incredible sexual extravaganza we were participating in.

This letter was written by Miss Drewbadoo And Drewbadoo himself.

Looking for a totally clean, responsible young man with a great outlook on life who believes that good people can have a good time and get to know each other in a totally honest way.

Last Saturday night was a crazy night. I was returning from a business trip in Europe and told my wife I was horny and despite the 11 hour flight, would like her to pick me up from the airport and go out for dinner/drinks and then go dancing at a new club that we found which is mostly black.

We were pretty lit when we arrived around 10:30 and danced and drank while the place filled up. I never dance, but wanted her to get hot so she would take off her leather jacket to reveal a tight, skimpy tank top w/ her purple, pleather, skintight leopord pants. With 4 inch heels and her killer body, I knew it would not be long before the brothers would be all over her. She was turning down guys left and right because she is very picky. Finally, I spotted a huge, 6' 5", 275 pound, very muscular, dark black stud that turned out to be a Pro Football player for the Carolina Panthers.

I made my wife approach this guy (usually the guys constantly hit on her and she just takes her pick) and ask him to dance. Being an NFL player, he was very non-chalant w/ my wife and for the next hour or so I watched as she pursued him while other girls flirted about him. Finally, I saw him take her bra off and start showing my wife's huge tits to his friends. I also noticed that my wife was stoking his huge dick through his pants (my wife later informed me he told her to rub his cock) and unsuccesfully trying to make out.

Around, 1am, he grabbed her and I followed them out to his big, custom SUV. Once in the car, I stood peering around the corner of the building about 10 feet from where he was parked. Soon, I noticed here blonde hair bobbing up and down as she sucked his thick 10" black cock. What I also noticed was that she was already totally naked and he had a porno playing on the trucks on board VCR.

After about 30 minutes of watching my beautiful wife give this big football star head, I noticed that all I could see was her 2 feet spread eagled in the windshield. He was now on top of my wife fucking her tight, hot blond pussy w/ his huge black cock. I moved closer to the action and could see my wife's eyes, and knew from the look that I was the last thing on her mind. Her hands were moving all over his black body, even thought he only had his pants down enough to get his dick out and she was totally nude. I was to find out later that she insisted after the blow job that he wear a rubber if he was going to fuck her. He basically said 'fuck that' and climbed on top of her and forced his huge dick in her, basically raping her.

Later, after blowing his load in her pussy, he would not let her leave and after a few minutes, forced her mouth down on his huge dick. Somehow, upon going down on this stud, my wife accidentally punched her send button on the cell phone which called me. For the next 20 minutes I listed to the slurping sounds of her sucking his dick again and him calling her a dirty, little whore. By this time, the club was letting out and in a few minutes a crowd of 8-10 drunk, black guys and girls starting watching my wife suck this guy's dick. The were all standing around laughing and his friends were sticking their hands in the window, grabbing her ass, pussy and huge tits.

At this point people began to disperse as the cops approached and I was left alone to listen to my wife suck his huge black cock. Finally, after about a total of 2 hours in his car, I heard him grunt and blow his second huge load, this time down my wife's gagging throat with the comment "thats right, swallow all of my cum, you stupid, pig bitch".

My only regret was no camera to document the night. But we are still looking for a gang bang, hopefully a whole NFL locker room now knows about my wife and her passions for black cock.