This is where you can tell everyone about your own true experiences of Interracial Lust. Or about your desires. Perhaps you would like to see your lady in the arms of a big black stud but need some help in coaxing her.



JEROME


My GF of 5 years has never expressed a desire to be with any black men. I haven't really brought it up but I feel like now there is an opening. Recently we had a new neighbor in our complex. He is about our age (mid-20's) and is seriously a good looking guy. At least 6'2 and very athletic looking. Dark black skin as well. Anyway at our complex we have a pool. It seems that when we are down there, Jerome (our neighbor) has been down there as well. Myself, I am about 5'10, a little bit overweight, but really just in the stomach area. I don't really work out. So when we are at the pool, Jerome always comes over and talks to us. I have never seen Amanda act the way she does around him. She is very flirty, and on a few occasions I have caught her eyes wandering. I can't blame her really, because Jerome is very fit. I am not objecting to her flirting and secretly I love it.

Recently when we have sex, she has been more aggressive. I don't always make her cum, so often I will go down on her afterwards (I don't cum in her pussy). I think she has been more aggressive because often times we can hear Jerome when he has sex. The moans and screams these women make are incredible. More times than not when we have seen the girl he is with, it is a hot whitegirl.

Last night, we were starting up by fooling around in bed, and we could hear Jerome and another girl. Amanda was just stroking me and we could hear this girl yell out that he was the biggest and best. Amanda joked that he must love hearing whitegirls say that. I said that he probably does, considering he is always with a different one every week it seems. She said, yeah, he certainly has a thing for them. I said, or they have a thing for him. She just laughed but then I put my hands down her pants and felt that she was soaking wet. She didn't say much more but asked me to go down on her. I was eating her out while hearing the sounds of Jerome and his newest girl. I will keep you updated with any new information. I really think something could come of this. Just have to play it slow and cool. Pics are of Amanda. She let me take these a few months back when I was going to be away for a weekend due to work.


I'VE GOT MYSELF A TOTAL WHORE


WM24 here with my Sub Black Girlfriend, 22. She loves being a sub in bed- anything you can think of, she'll take it. Whipping, slapping, facefuck, anal, etc.

Dated for 6 months and now we've started talking about her fucking other men (she will only suck my dick ) or letting a girl join us.

Quick story for you all about how she is... For instance, last Saturday, we went to a hotel, had some amazing sex, then she laid and said "I fancy going outside naked" so obviously my dick's getting rock hard from this, (big dick by the way), and I tell her to go for it, she'll come back scared in a second or two. Basically, dared her to go out to the hallway and knock on a door or two until she found a guy... She did! The door shut, I jumped up and looked through the peephole, she looked around before jogging to a door a few meters STRAIGHT up, so luckily I could see. She knocked... No answer... Went further down the corridor and someone answered... This was at 11pm by the way and this was quite an upper class Hotel... Someone answered and she spoke to him for a good 2 or 3 minutes just stood there giggling but she didn't go in. She ended up just letting him touch her tits once and then she slapped his hand and jogged off... My dick nearly exploded. Unfortunately the guy was white lol, I'd love to see her getting some big black dick.

She ended up telling me that they just flirted a little but she didn't want to give him the impression she was going into his room, I asked her WHY NOT!? lol... She said she will next time and asked if I'd like to watch her!! I'd probably not watch to be honest, I'd let her do it and come back in 30 or 40 minutes and tell me about it.

So my point is, where shall I go from here? The bitch loves being a "naughty slutty whore", her words, not mine... I often take her out in fucking hardly anything, you can see her ass in the dresses she wears and her 32DD boobs are always popping.

She went to a party last week too, she got home and told me about how a guy (black ) had asked her to his car "for some fun" but she rejected him because she'd probably just end up sucking his dick she said and she didn't want that. Plus she didn't tell me about it before hand because I was asleep!

Here's a pic, will post more of her (maybe her with my dick in her mouth?) very soon if interested. Just want to get a chat going about my girl and our relationship.


PHILADELPHIA BULL


I met up with a nice suburban couple from South Jersey that are Dark Cavern members. First we met at a restaurant right off of the white horse pike. No sex, just a "get to know" session. The second time I met at their home. Wifey sucked my hard black cock almost the minute I stepped inside their bedroom. Though nervous, her pussy was soaked so I made her cocksucker hubby guide me into his wet wife's fuck hole! I stroked that pussy in his bed, slamming her so hard she actually screamed because I was ramming that cervix! Hubby was jerking off watching the big muscular Black Bull take full control in his home, his bedroom and fuck his slutty wife the way she needed to be fucked! When I could no longer stand the pleasure of her hot white pussy tightly milking my thick black cock, I shot my thick load deep inside her. We tongued kissed for a good long time as I kept grinding my cock in her. Finally I pulled out of her well fucked and stretched married pussy and my thick, potent, black seed was leaking from that open, wet hole of hers. Now it's time for hubby's dessert! As you might have guessed, he buried his face in wifey's hot pussy, sucking and slurping up my thick fresh load.

Charles99412@yahoo.com

ASIAN WIFE SEDUCED BY BLACK STUD


This is the first time I have tried to write a whole story so here goes. This one is true and just happened. My wife and some of her pics are in an album I have. Maybe I will post some of how she looked from her two meetings with the black man when I have time.

My wife and I are married. We are both 30 years old. She is 5'0, 85 lbs, smooth black hair below her shoulders, Vietnamese, however she is from Thailand. I am a 5'5" 150 lb white male. I have always been into IR sex and ever since I met my wife I thought wow her tiny frame would look amazing being stretched by a well hung black. It is very taboo in Asia, and the idea took some getting used to for her.

Over 2 years of me begging her to try it she finally went black. We tried 3 different black men with varying levels of success. The biggest one was a 9 inch thick African guy. He fucked her for an hour and she couldn't fuck again for 2 weeks or so.

However, these experiences were not that exciting for her. She never even came during sex with them. I am 5.5 and I always make her cum and sometimes twice. She obviously was not that attracted or had too little chemistry with anyone we picked. After these failures I retired the cuckold plans and accepted she just wasn't having that much fun with it, and neither was I really. I wanted her into it or it wasn't that fun to watch.

Ok here is where the story begins. I decided it would be fun for her to be seduced by a black man, then she would really enjoy the sex if it was more mentally stimulating for her. I posted an ad on craigs list looking for tall, athletic, well hung black men (I know she likes these types). I weeded out the candidates and decided the best one was a guy who was 6'0, 9 inches, and 190 lbs, 32 years old.

We agreed on a plan, and put it into play.

I took my wife to the Asian market, and after a few minutes I took our baby for a walk outside, leaving my wife alone with the black guy who had just arrived. I texted him the coast was clear, and sent her pic at the market. It is winter so my wife was not dressed as slutty as she could but she still looked good. She was wearing a small black leather jacket, black leather boots with straps, green tights, just did her hair and make up to look nice, with a grey top that came down to look like a big shirt just covering her ass. She didn't look slutty but she did look classy and sexy.

I waited about 10 minutes then I had a text from the black saying he talked her up, and how sexy and small she is. He said he was looking forward to blasting some black cum in every one of her holes. He said she looked like she needed to experience it. I grudgingly agreed, and reminded him she wasn't on BC. He told me I would need to get the morning after pill. I agreed that would be hot. I agreed to help him make it happen.

It is worth noting my wife is a real germ freak, I don't even cum in her, I pull out, she only swallowed twice in the marriage, and gives me ass maybe 3-4 times a year. We do fuck everyday though.

When I came back to the market my wife looked excited. Said a big black guy kept hitting on her, and gave her his number (and showed me). I told her well I guess they really like the tiny Asian chicks. I reminded her big cock and small pussy is good sex, that's why, it's normal. She asked me if she should text him. I said of course, for fun.

That night she texted him, and he sent her pics of his cock. He told her how much he wanted to fuck her and everything he wanted to do to her. I couldn't tell if my wife was playing or not but she went along with it saying how fun it would be, how big his dick was, and how she liked big black cocks. She agreed to try him bareback, and said she would like to swallow his cum and let him have her ass. She told him everything he wanted to hear.

I suggested she meet him for a drink for "fun". She agreed but said she wouldn't have sex, just having fun. I said ok (knowing she was full of shit, and he would be trying hard to fuck her).

The next day I dropped her off at a bar he mentioned. She was wearing a silky black mini skirt that was so thin if you're close you can see inside mostly, with a black thong, black high heels, and a white spaghetti top, and a small black leather jacket. She looked dressed for sex. I dropped her off and said text me when you're ready to go.

I drove down the street but at a position I could see the entrance of the bar where she was waiting. I said the black guy in person for the first time. He was SO much bigger then her. She is a very tiny woman, and the contrast made me hard. I saw them go inside together, and an hour later leave together.

I went home patiently waiting. Finally I got a text from my friend (never found out his name) saying her pussy so was small, it was a perfect fit for his big cock. He said he came in her fertile pussy and he said she came at least 4 times while moaning his name. He also said he wasn't done yet, she still had to give up that tiny ass.

About an hour and a half later he texted me saying she was thoroughly blacked in every hole. My wife then texted me and gave me an address to pick her up. When I got there she looked like a wreck, spoke little in the car, said she had a lot of fun.

Finally, when she was showering I asked her about it. She said he had a huge cock, and it went so deep (pointed to her stomach). She admitted she swallowed, got it in her ass, and let him cum in her. Said she was very sore and needed sleep. Her ass was opened up, but her pussy was very stretched out. All the same I fucked her and could feel all his spunk in her, and she felt much different, like she could take me easy. It was no longer super tight.

The next day my friend texted me asking if he could play again, I said it was up to her. She told him it was a one time thing, but it was a lot of fun. I asked her why she didn't want to keep going, and she would not say. Just that she didn't want to.

It was a lot of fun though.


DON'T GET MAD


It all started at work, my boss took my arbitrage scheme, labelled it as her own and took it to management She topped up her bonus with, I figure, 200,000. It was not the money, so much, I mean it was that too, but it was the the fact she repackaged my ideas as her own. It was also her holier than me attitude. Her husband was a big push in the State GOP, and she never passed up an opportunity to rub it in, just how connected and how wealthy they were. And them one day, months later I was playing basketball with my every Saturday group, and "pop" a revenge scheme just seemed too obvious. It all centered around my college friend Jason. Jason was tall, good looking, incrediably fit, and a charmer. That saturday, he was just bragging too much how he just loved white pussy, and how they could not resist his charms. I offered him a plane ticket, hotel and a thousand bucks. And he could fuck her as much as her could talk her into ...all I wanted was some pictures...

I could not believe it when Don came into my office and put the card on my desk. He'd been pretty cool to me for months, and I knew he was pissed at me for plagerazing his arbitrage. He knew I loved my little poodle, but when he gave me a flight to Vancouver, and two nights at the Four Seasons, right on the water, and a weekend pass to the dog show, I was really suprised. It was a dream weekend for me. I guess it was his way of saying he was making up.

That Friday when I got on the plane to go to Vancouver, I could not believe it ...a black guy ended up sitting beside me. I am not racist, but , well, he was black. Well, four hours later, Jason did not sem so bad, he was a chatter, he was very well educated, and he was going to Vancouver to negotiate on a commercial building as a investment. Then as I'm checking into the hotel, there he is ...he was staying at the Four Seasons too. ! He asked me to wait a minute as he checked in, then as we rode up the elevator, he asked if I would consider helping him. Would I keep my eye out for a dog breed that might be suitable for his sister's eleven year old daughter. Well, who could say 'no' to that. Then we realized we were staying right across the hall from each other ! He said he had a meeting that afternoon, but would check with me later. The show did not start til Saturday, so I went shopping in the Robson district. When I got back, there was a message to call Jason. He had two tickets to the hottest show in town , a touring group of Japanese acrobats, and he was offering to take me, in exchange for helping him pick a dog breed for his niece. It was obviously a come-on, but I was by myself, and going to a show with a wealthy invester could lead to a financial connection. I said I'd love too. The show was packed, and fantastic. Jason was a perfect gentleman, and when we got back to the hotel, even offered to buy me a glass of champagne in the lobby bar as a nightcap.

It gets a little blurry after that. The champagne did taste a bit bitter, but I only had one glass. I remember staring at Jason's lips as he was talking to me ...they were moving, but the words did not make sense to me. I remember thinking that my mind had floated off, and was hovering above my head. Yet I felt sooo invigorated. I remember we went into Jason's room, and him kissing me, and I remember looking at my breasts as he kissed and suckled them. His black skin against my white boobs was so exciting. I remember kneeling in front of him, touching the biggest penis I had ever seen, and being awestruck at just how beautiful a black penis could be. I remember the lights seemed to be very bright, and I will never forget just how passionate his lovemaking was. When I woke up, I was in my own bed, and I felt fine. I just could not believe what I had let happen. I went to the dog show, but it was a waste, I was so wrapped up in my thoughts of last night. I left. Back at the hotel, Jason knocked on my door, and when I let him in he kissed me on the cheek, and said he had a business-dinner engagement, but would love to visit when he got back. I just sort of knodded yes, and he left. Half an hour later, a fruit basket arrived, the card simply said 'Jason' The guy was so genuine.

He came back about 10PM. This was most probably the last time I would ever see him, and also the last time I'd be with a black guy, let alone one so athletic, so I was determined to see if the wisps of memories from last night were real. I kissed him as he came thru the door as if I had missed him for a month. He set his briefcase on the dresser, opened it for some reason, and then his beautiful strong hands were inside my bathrobe and squeezing my breasts. He kissed and licked my nipples, and the bathrobe was on the floor . There I was, naked, with a black man completely dressed in a suit !! Five minutes later, he too was naked, and kissing and blowing noises in my belly button. Then he slid down, and his tongue did a hot, slow lick the length of my pussy lips. Then he was sucking on my clit, tongueing my entrance. I wanted so much to see and touch that magnificent penis again, but he slid up and rubbed it up and down my slit. Then he pushed it against my entrance and asked me "do you want it ?" "Oh god yes" I panted What do you want me to do ? he asked again. "Please make love to me, fuck me, please, NOW" I panted. And he pushed the head in, and then he started pumping, short gentle strokes, then deeper and deeper, and then faster, and then I started to scream as the most intense orgasmic wave I have ever felt rolled over me. "Oh God Oh God Oh God" and I could feel his testicles slapping against my rear, He stroked and stroked, and then I knew he was going to come in me and I just yelled "YES, YES, YES" as he erupted. When he pulled out, I slid down and admired that beautiful black tool. I took it in my mouth and licked and sucked until he was hard. Then he turned me over, and pulled my bum up in the air and entered me again. This time he stroked long ,slow and deep, It was just ecstacy. Two hours later he left. I never saw him again.

Two weeks later, at work, Don came into my office. he put a memory stick on my desk and asked if I could take a second to look at it. I opened the first of several files, and there was a clear picture of me sucking on Jason's big black penis. OMG "You can keep that stick" Don said, ..."There are lots of good pictures, and a few videos, and I've got copies." "I know your husband goes golfing every saturday morning, So, I want you to be at my apartment by ten every Saturday. If you are not, your husband, our bosses and his bosses all get copies..." "And, you better bring an attitude like I'm you long lost lover" "See you saturday" and he left.

carol_mills2@excite.com

DRUNK WIFE IN XXX SEX THEATER TURNED INTO BLACK COCK SLUT WHORE


My wife and I have been married many years. She is very conservative She is mature, busty, and has a nice thick round ass, just what black guys love best. I have always fantasized about her getting screwed by big black cock, but she will have nothing to do with it. That changed last weekend on our Anniversary. I told her I wanted to take her to an xxx sex theater for our anniversary. She was very reluctant, but said she would do it one time. It took her awhile to be convinced to wear stockings, garter, heels, and a mini skirt with a pull down blouse, but she did after a few drinks. She made me promise that nobody would be allowed to touch her. She asked if black men would be there and I told her no, as I said she would not go if black guys were there.

We went to a sex theater here in Ohio. She did not know I put an ad on Craigs List saying a couple with a slut ass white wife would be there and she was seeking big black cock. I took her out for a few martinis to get her drunk, then suggested we go to the sex theater, it was about midnight. There were alot of cars in the parking lot when we arrived. It looked like alot of guys were sitting in their cars jacking off. I could see many of them get out of their cars as we went through the door to the theater. We paid and entered the theater. It was dark and dingy. My wife said it stinks and wanted to leave. It did smell like urine and dried cum. I could see a line of guys jacking off against the wall. She did not see this, so we went down near the front. It was a large old theater house.

A bunch of guys, maybe 15, sat all around us afer we sat down. That made my wife very nervous. I told her to relax and started french kissing her. I could see out of the corner of my eye that guys were pulling their dicks out and jerking while they watched us. It appeared to me there were about 10 or 12 black guys. About 7 or 8 of them stood right up in front of us and began jerking their big cocks. By now I had my finger in my wife's cunt and she appeared to be getting turned on. One guy started feeling her nylon clad legs and another was playing with her tits through her blouse. Before you knew it she was stroking a couple of large black cocks and another black guy had his mouth wrapped around my wife's lips, french kissing her.

I could not believe she was submitting to these black dicks. She was saying NO NO as one black guy pulled her blouse and unsnapped her bra. Before you knew it two black guys had their mouths around both tits and another one was pulling down her panties. One huge hung black guy came right up to her face, whipped out his dick, and said, "so you are the white bitch that wants black cock, take this!" He shoved his big dick in my wife's mouth and face fucked her until she gagged on his cock. He exploded in her mouth.

That started it..... one after another got their nuts off in her mouth and she was moaning. A couple of them picked her up and turned her around and bent her over the seats. The tore her panties off and one after another fucked her ass and pussy from begind, all blowing off inside of her. Ohers were shooting their cum all over her face and tits. Before she was finished about 15 black studs had their way with her and another 10 or 12 got their rocks off all over her.

She is now a black cock slut whore and she loves black dick. Who wants to fuck the white bitch??

shirleyj57@hotmail.com

NOW I'VE GONE BLACK.............


My first time with a Black Man.

Note:: I was born and raised in the ‘deep south’ in Georgia, a quite racially charged area of the country. My Master is from Mississippi, even more racially charged than here… He is 6’3”, tall, lean and very handsome… I am 5’9, 230 lbs and considered a bbw, Master says quite a lovely little bbw to Him… and below is the story of my first time with Him.

I sit here writing this story below and thinking back to the first time I saw Master, this is how it all began and thinking back I am so very glad I had the courage to admit to Master how He was making Me feel and my body responding to Him. He was traveling back to His home and would be coming through my area.

He stopped to see me, after I admitted to Him just how ‘horny’ He was making me. That wasn’t the only reason He stopped, He was also checking on me to ensure I was ok. I had had spinal fusion in October, this was December and it was the first time He was close enough to me to truly check. You see, at that time, W/we lived 3 states apart, and this was the only time He had to make the trip, it was over 9 hours apart.

When He stopped to stay for a couple of days, I went and stayed with Him. I felt another strong pull towards Him that I couldn’t understand, I fell for Him quick fast and hard. I admit it, I was scared…you see I had grown up in a very strict, very religious home, and Master, well Master is black, and I am white. My family wouldn’t accept or allow this, but it no longer mattered, here I was in a hotel room with Him. He went to take a shower, I sat on the bed listening to the water run and closed my eyes imagining it running over His body. He’s so tall and to Me a very handsome Master….He didn’t dress in front of me, yet all I could think about was wanting to see His body and feel Him so deep inside of me…it was an all consuming need at that point, yet He acted like the perfect gentleman, even though I approached Him with need in my eyes and my touch…He took me out to dinner, W/we sat beside one another, and I had my first experience with racism towards in interracial couple…He warned me this is to be expected because white men do not like to see a white woman with a black man. I remember telling Him, I didn’t care what they liked or didn’t like, I was with Him and I was proud to be there.

We finished our meal and went back to the hotel, stopping to get a bottle of wine first. When we got back to the hotel, He told me to strip, which I did, very quickly…and He took my hand and led me to the bed, bending me over the bed..He came up behind me and I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter, before I could even take a breath, He was pushing His thick black dick deep inside my pussy..stretching me wider and wider…it was the widest I had ever been stretched. My heart skipped a beat and I remember crying out. He told me to not cum until He told me I could, I fought so hard not to cum, and He was thrusting into me by this time, hard and fast and deep, my hands were on the floor, ass up in the air, His large strong hands on my hips, He kept thrusting and I could hear my pussy juices getting wetter and wetter, I was whimpering and begging to cum by this point…and He grabbed my hips, pulled me close and snug into His crotch, His cock bumping the back of my pussy and told me to cum…which I did, I came so hard I was trembling, bent over there in front of Him…I came so hard there were tears rolling down my cheeks and He held me tight against Him, my juices soaking U/us both…then He withdrew from me, and pushed me down on the bed…flipped me over onto my back and spread my legs wide, the next thing I knew He had his lips on my pussy and was licking and tonguing my pussy until my eyes rolled back in my head…my fingers curled over His head and I lost myself yet again in His touch and the feel of His body taking control of mine…never had I felt so special, so beautiful and so desirable…He slipped up and thrust into me again…this time I looked into His eyes as my body was overwhelmed with the sensations He caused in me…and I lost my heart looking up into His eyes as He thrust deep into me again and told me to cum for Him…I melted in His arms…and gave Him my heart, though I did not admit to Him that He had my heart for several days/weeks later. We have been together as a couple every night since that night. I trust Him completely, He is now my Master and I am happily His baby girl…He does things to my body sexually and non-sexually that no one has ever done…I know now its true, what He warned me of that first night….’Once you go black, you never go back’.

Sin

silvermoonwind1@gmail.com

WALMART


Well here goes. So a guy saw my ad on DC and contacted me. We chatted a few times and decided to meet this past Monday. We decided on someplace public so we could be comfortable. Walmart was the place lol. We both said that this was just to meet and that it's no sex. I wore my sweat pants and a t shirt with a jacket. I arrived at Walmart and went to the hardware section that we agreed on. Now we agreed to meet one on one however when he walked up he was not alone. He brought his friend along.

We all walked and chatted and he told me he didn't think I was real but was glad I was and very happy that I showed up. We ended up talking about music and he wanted me to go to the car with him and his friend. All was good so I agreed. He was parked towards the front of the store in and around lots of cars. He had a big suburban. He opened the back door for me and we all got into the back. Now I knew something was up. Lol.

It was not long before I was being felt up and being called dirty names (that turns me on FYI). I began sucking his cock while his friend was pulling my pants and undies off. Now it was not long and I was buck ass naked. They just pulled their pants down. How unfair lol.

Now I'm getting full on fucked out in Walmart's parking lot. People who were parked next to us came out to leave and had to have seen us or me taking two black cocks, one in my mouth, one in my pussy from behind. They were switching up taking turns fucking me while I took all the cock I could into my throat. I was cumming and squirting all over his cock and carpet on the suburban. He was throwing his cock in me like crazy. His buddy shot in my mouth and he filled my pussy with his sperm.

I was sucking both of their cocks clean when a cop pulled into the lot and was heading our way. I threw my clothes on as fast as I could. We pulled away and they dropped me at the front door of Walmart. They kept my bra and undies and my t shirt. I zipped up my jacket and went on into the store to get a drink.

We have agreed to meet again. By the way I was still spinning over the excitement that I never thought about the big wet spot in my crotch that had soaked my red sweat pants until I was already in the store. I had sperm running down my legs. What a great MLK jr. Day for me.

Love Melissa

dirtymelissa73@yahoo.com

LOOKING BACK FONDLY (Final Part)


I was blacked by men aged 20 to 58. I’ve been blacked in hundreds of cars, on a picnic table at Derby Markeaton Park, at flats in all parts of the city, outdoors, indoors, in the snow with ice up my arse and black dick up my pussy, anally and pussy fucked. I got kicks out of stranger sex as much as the black sex – one visit I’d be blacked by beautiful sexy hung powerful black men my own age who I’d love to fuck every night of the year if I could, then next visit I’ve been fucked by a fat, ugly, old black man who I couldn’t wait to get away from (I creamed anyway)! Once I had a 55 yr old fat bald black dad, then his 2 sons on each following fortnight. I loved fucking the dad – he clearly enjoyed the ego of fucking tight teen white pussy in front of his 30 yr old beautiful sons and three of his friends. I visited fortnightly and I saw the 55 yr old dad instantly approach gorgeous white teen girls as soon as midnight struck each time.

Each time the girl played by the rules and left with the 55 yr old fat man. On my occasion he took vigara and fucked my arse and pussy for three hours. Girls were dismissive of the girls leaving with him as they viewed him as one of the worst options in the club. Why would girls want to be blacked by a bald 55 fat man when there were plenty of powerful young handsome fit black men to go with? When it was their turn to be approached they’d squirm as they leave, knowing they had to play by the rules, thinking they would not enjoy the sex to come – to me the unknowing was a big kick. I’d see them leave with the 55 yr old fat man knowing that they were in for a great night and I’d sometimes get wetted thinking about him fucking my butt. But the ‘man rules’ stated that men can only black a girl once, so they never returned for more.

Next visit I fucked his gorgeous 30 yr old son, then the next visit I fucked the other son. I loved being black fucked in married men’s beds. Once I was picked up by a married man, 40, driven to his family home, then fucked arse and pussy in his wife’s bed, whilst his brother watched us. The next fortnight I was black fucked by his brother, 45, also married, fucked by Viagra rigid black dick in my teen pussy for three hours in his wife’s bed. I’ve been videoed, shared by friends, left in Derby city centre and told to walk home. I’ve had a 19 yr old cute sexy man who had only ever fucked his black girlfriend before, who had never seen white girl flesh until the back of his mate’s car and a 58 yr old black body builder who took my arse in a hotel room for 2 hours then cum on my face. I was blacked by black Derby County footballers (Dean S?) (Gary C?) and a black player from Notts Forest. This was a specially rewarding night as every other white stool girl wanted to a footballers black prize and I loved the envious looks of the pretty girls as they watched the footballer approach me, then later leave with me on his arm.

When I was 24 my mum died suddenly and I had no babysitter. I stopped going to the Coconut and eventually met the man who became my husband. James is a year older than me, is attractive, sexy, caring and a wonderful dad to my girl. He chased me for over a year before I agreed to date him – I had been spoiled by black men for 6 years and initially had no wish to be pursued by a white man – but once I decided to date him I’ve never been happier and life is wonderful now. I have not been blacked since 1993 but if my married sex life ever needs spicing up I close my eyes and remember back to my fortnightly black rituals as a stool girl and the sheer powerful excitement of not knowing which black man would be fucking me in his car that night.

Last month I went a Coconut Reunion at a bar in Derby called Jimmy’s. There were at least 200 people there. I was immediately chatted up by black men. Did they know I was formally black bait?

Hannah xx


LOOKING BACK FONDLY (Part 5)


My beautiful Adonis drove me home, kissed me gently on the cheek as we arrived at my flat. I desperately wanted to invite him inside and spend more time with him, but the ‘rules’ forbid any closeness or further contact. My Adonis said I was beautiful and he enjoyed every minute being with me. Said he loved my tightness and the way my boobs bobbled as he fucked me. Said he was the luckiest man in coconut that night. Then he kissed my cheek again and I got out of the car. I think I fell in love for the first time that night !!

The worst evening was definitely the one when I finally became the chosen white prize of Mr Deformed I remember being one of five stool girls approached by a group of men, clearly all mates. There were 3 Adonis men, gorgeous and confident and I wanted one. The beautiful men immediately headed to the pretty young things seated either side of me. I was devastated as Mr Deformed made light nervous conversation with me. I hated the bitchy looks from the other girls who were excitedly happy with their men. The men invited us as a group back to a house party. The taxi journey home was the most embarrassing 20 minutes of my teenage life as I was fondled by Mr Deformed on my left and another D list man on my right. Hands on my pussy usually make me wet but this time I was unnaturally dry and cold below. When we arrived at a house all us girls were ushered into the kitchen, told to strip naked and told the men were gambling for us. I suddenly grew relaxed and excited. Of the six men in the group 3 were reasonably attractive and one was gorgeous. Only two were avoidable and, for us girls, the losers prize if they picked us. We were lined up naked in kitchen for the men to make their mental choices as they set up the kitchen table for a card stool. We were put in order of desirability.

To my embarrassment but not suprise I was deemed the lowest ranked option – the booby prize – as the men played cards to decide who would get 1st pick. I watched as the ‘D’ man won the 1st hand and left to find a bedroom with a cringing ‘A’ list girl and a chorus of baying back slaps and high 5s from his card partners. I watched as an Adonis won the 2nd hand – the girls put on a special pout and opened their legs that little bit wider, praying they were the lucky Adonis prize. He chose a ‘C’ girl rather than the two gorgeous girls left in line, probably due to her massive boobs rather than her looks. I watched Mr Deformed win the next hand – my heart was beating loudly as all 4 remaining girls waiting for a decision. I felt safe that he’d overlook me as I was clearly the men’s last choice in the line up. With two gorgeous teen girls in the line up I was confident Mr Deformed would be entering one of them very shortly leaving me to dream of Mr Adonis winning the last hand and being left with me. However, Mr Deformed chose me – he ushered me crudely to an upstairs bedroom and I avoided all eye contact with his deformed looks as he striped, rubbed his hardness against me and slide on a durex. His mate came into the bedroom to watch him claim me as his white prize. I offered my arse so I could avoid looking at him. I filled my head with dreams of a past Adonis and was motionless as the hard black enjoyed my arse. He turned me on to my back, my legs against his hairy pigeon chest, pussy exposed. I turned my head as he entered me. I vomited as he enjoyed my pussy and I caught sight of his face and caught his terrible breath in the air. It was the only black fuck out of the hundred or so men that powered into me when I didn’t squirt and enjoy. I caught a cab back to my flat and two local girls who had seen me leave with the club earlier that night arrived home as I left my cab. I hated their gossip as they saw me in the street and the shops. They told the story of Mr Deformed to any girl who’d listen. My social status was destroyed for a fortnight until the next dirty secret visit to Coconut Grove.

Other nights I was luckier and I still remember the elation of being approached by an ‘A list’ man. I was approached within seconds of sitting down by a man I’d seen previously and wanted inside me. He was 25, wealthy, a beautiful man, his hanging manhood excited me through his trousers. I could see other girls sit upright and adjust their dress as he wandered close to them as he walked across the bar area. I saw him approach me but thought he was heading to a gorgeous teenage bitch further away. I creamed in delight when he stopped by my stool. I smiled and spent the next 10 minutes gazing at his hardening cock as his hands wandered up my thigh and across my back, occasionally brushing my breasts. He didn’t ask my name, didn’t ask my age, there was no conversation at all. When I was ready to leave my ritual was the same as every other girl – I’d politely excuse myself, visit the loo and make my final preparations. I’d always remove my bra and knickers, fold them carefully into my bag, cleansing wipe down below, spray of perfume, check I had condoms, then go back to the stool and stand alongside it. This was the signal girls gave men we were ready to leave. I watched every girl on a nearby stool look at me jealously as I walked to the loo, then again as I walked back to my stool. I placed my heal on the stool so my man and the pretty girls on the settees behind me got a full glance of my shaved pussy. I loved the power and street cred received from the girls as I was led away by ‘trophy men’.

I loved the jealous looks on the skanks who had been checking me out, seeing if I’d got better black than them. The pretty slim girls would be gutted when me, a short, overweight, podgy skank left with a gorgeous black Adonis on my arm. I felt I’d won the lottery on those nights. I’d leave via the back stairs, go to his car, we’d drive somewhere, the man would climb into the back, get himself hard, lift my dress off and enter me. If he wore durex he’d get access to pussy and arse, if he didn’t like durex I’d only give up my arse. Always safe sex no matter who he was and how drunk I’d get - one child was enough for me. Usually the man would last a while, stay stiff and fuck me hard. Usually twice. Sometimes three times. But if I wanted more, needed more, if there was time that night I’d simply go back to the club and retake a place on a stool. Guys would recognise a returning girl and I’d be approached again, touched wet again, no knickers this time, then invited to the back of another car for my second black sex session that evening. I had seconds just three times in six years – it was rare I required a second man.


REAL ESTATE WIFE


My wife is a gorgeous 31 year old ex-stripper with a very "stormy" past. We have been married for a few years and since we started dating I was pushing the issue of a cuckold relationship pretty hard. She was very defiant in the beginning but at the same time enjoyed going to swingers clubs, having sex there in public and going to a local swingers club where she loves to strip naked in front of horny masturbating men and socializing with them. The M/F ratio at the club is 10/1 and I always felt it is a great starting point, but she was always short of going all the way beyond very light touch.

Finally she admitted she would consider doing it but she wouldn't enjoy it with a stranger... she has to have some kind of relationship, even a superficial one. We are new to the city and don't have too many people around beyond our social circle. She doesn't work and has almost no time alone away from home. Finally she decided to get the real estate license and start doing some work. I mentioned to her that in real estate she will interact with a lot of people and may find many opportunities to have sexual relationships. She actually likes the idea and is getting really excited about it.

In the meantime I found a very successful and experienced realtor broker whom I had known for a while. I shared my fantasies with him and he offered his help. He is giving her a job and will train and mentor her and he will try hard to carefully work on seducing her. I will also help him and will try to push her closer towards him. We had our first meeting and she is starting in 2 weeks. He will be very professional in the beginning and will build the trust first. My wife was told I don't know him personally and got his phone number from the mutual friend. Hope it will make her more comfortable.

Yesterday my slutty beautiful wife started the real estate classes.... The night before I bought her a nice dozen of roses and a card. Fortunately to me the card had a black bull pictured on a red background and signed "I am thinking of starting with the ex-rodeo bull as a pet adoption program." or something like that. I wrote my wishes on the card, used all the blank space left and besides the usual things people write, wishing their wife the best of luck in their new career. I also wrote: Hope you going to be surrounded by nice, sexy attractive people. You will have an ample opportunity to exercise your wild sexuality and it will bring you business success and professional recognition and as for me, well, I hope I will finally get to be served the warm fresh creampie!

To my joy, she got really ecstatic over the card and flowers. She is carrying this card with her and uses it as a bookmark.... Today she is going to the office of the very successful real estate broker who wants to train the young agent to be from the very beginning of her career to become his right hand person. She has no idea he is a very experienced bull who had been involved in a lifestyle for many years. Big chubby guy, 9 inches and great stamina. Very dominant. He will start very professional at first and will proceed seducing her over time with my help and encouragement. I cant stop thinking about it..... hope to see the results in a few months. Right now my wife knows what I want. But I feel she is confused over the idea of how to ask the men to bring the husband into the picture. She tried to mention it to me, but I dropped the subject. Her Bull to be and I will make it happen together.

tanto1968@gmail.com

SECOND TIME AROUND


After my first experience with that young black stud Ronnie, I could hardly keep myself from thinking about that huge black cock and my young lover. I knew it was wrong and I knew it would never last, but it was so delightfully wicked I couldn't help myself, like a forbidden fruit; I needed to fuck that boy again.

A few weeks after our first encounter I found myself at another party given by my girlfriend and there was the usual mixture of black and white people, mostly black men. I could have had my pick of any of the men there. I was drinking, feeling loose, horny, and just thinking of my young black lover or any piece of ass that was close but someone was going to get lucky.

All of a sudden in walked Ronnie, my black stud I had fucked weeks earlier and who I had been thinking about since that lust filled night. I just knew he would be the lucky one I would take home that night. We made eye contact, he was soon at my side - he and I both knew what we wanted. I asked if he would like a repeat performance and he played hard to get foolish boy.

He had come to the party with friends and we mixed around, drinking, laughing and chatting until I just could not stand it any longer I wanted that cock again and was going to get it. I cornered him against the wall in a darkened bedroom and asked him what he was going to do, stay and chat with his friends or follow me home and fuck me.

I left the party shortly afterwards with him following me in his car. I was touching myself, rubbing my clit while driving just knowing he was following me and by the time we got to my kitchen door, I was practically undressed and he was sporting that unusually hard large cock in his pants. As soon as we were in the door I was stripping this young stud down, I just couldn't wait to get to that huge black bulge. I found myself on my knees sucking this young black cock in the middle of my kitchen. The floor was uncomfortable so I decided to maneuver this stud into the bedroom while I continued to lick and suck that huge piece of black cock and again it was so hard with that purple head leaking that salty sweet pre-cum. Being with this older white woman must have been as exciting to him as it was to me being with that young hard black stud. We made our way towards the bed he had his hand on my throbbing pussy teasing my clit like an experienced lover and I had a handful of that beautiful black cock as we fell on the bed. We stared into each other's eyes as we tried to catch our breath from the excitement, then our lips met in a long passionate kiss that left me weak and close to my first orgasm of the night. He rolled over on top of me trying to mount his white pussy and I said "not so fast". I wanted to make this last as long as possible because as good as it felt I knew it would be the last time I would fuck this beautiful black cock.

I slowly put that wonderful cock back in my mouth and slowly put my lips around it. As I swallowed deeper and deeper I could feel his body quiver with the excitement and I could taste his pre-cum again. He pushed me over before he shot his load and started to go down on me. This is my favorite sex act and watching this young black man sucking and licking my pussy brought me to orgasm very quickly. I rubbed his head feeling the course nature of his short hair which seemed to excite him further. He then climbed on top and sank that big black cock deep inside of me and I experienced a feeling I just can't put to words, I was once again in black cock heaven and I would have done anything this young man wanted at that time.

We fucked until we couldn't take it anymore and once again this black man's cum flowed from my spent, satisfied pussy, I then went down on him tasting the mixture of our love juices while cleaning his cock with my tongue. I never liked the taste of cum before but that night I sucked and swallowed. We rolled to our backs and laid there completely exhausted from the excitement of the fuck and the physical energy expelled.

As I looked out the window I saw that it was getting daylight, I knew I had to get my black friend out of there before my neighbors saw him. I told him he needed to leave and I could not ever fuck him again, although I was falling for him it would just never work out, I cried just thinking about not having him again. We were from different backgrounds and I was too old for him and if I continued to fuck him I would become his slut as I was already thinking about asking him to invite his roommate or any hung black friend to join us. We ran in to each other a couple of times after that last glorious night but never hooked up again because I think he was hurt about not being able to explore our relationship. My how things have changed since then, I would love to talk to Ronnie again and if he is out there reading our story please get in touch with me.

lusty_lyn86@yahoo.com

LOS CABOS


My husband and I went to Los Cabos with another couple last week. The resort was quite a small one, but right on the beach. About an hour after we got checked in, we we out of our rooms, and heading for the beach. There were lots of kids on the beach, so we walked to the south end, and found a hedged off section with a sign 'clothing optional..." Ann and I were both wearing bikinis, and John and Bob had swim trunks on, but we decided to cruise thru it anyway.

Well, the chaise lounges were way nicer, there were no kids, and not that many many adults. Most women were topless, but one or two were nude. The guys liked it, and we decided it was the place for us. we dragged four loungers into a group, and settled in. It was not long until Ann and I both were comfortable enough to take our tops off. The guys did not undress at all.

It wasn't only half an hour later a black couple sauntered in and sat quite close to us. They were obviously used to the spot. She stripped entirely right away. He came over, still with his trunks on, and said he was going to the bar to get he and his wife a mohito ... 'could he bring one back for us too." It was really nice of him. He introduced himself as Jackson, and his wife as Jo. He had really quick eyes, I tried to catch him checking me out, but he was too fast, even though I know he had several glances at my breasts. After a while it got too hot for us, so we said goodbye and thanks to them. He was completely nude as we walked by. He was pretty casual, and relaxed, and I must say I took a good peek at his package. It was nice, but flaccid, so the rumors about blacks was not confirmed for me anyway.

The next day, the guys went golfing, and Ann and I started our day on the beach, in pretty much the same spot. We were more adventuresome without the guys, and soon were suntanning completely nude. Then I heard someone approaching us... it was Jackson and Jo. They sat right next ot us, Jackson decided we all needed Cafe con leches, and went to the cafe to get them. Jo stripped and laid down beside me. She was 25 or 28, about my age, slim, but with large breasts, and a great figure. When Jackson got back, I tried to be nonchalant about keeping my legs together, but he made sure he had a good look at all of both me and Ann. A natural thing to do I guess. Jackson stripped, took his chaise lounge and set it so he could look at the three of us. That worked both ways, I could see him, all of him, just fine too. It turns out they were from the DC area, both were IT professionals, and they were lots of fun to spend the morning with. For me, sitting nude, in the warm tropical sun, with a nude good looking black guy with me was well just fine. The sun did get too hot, and I was sweating quite a bit. Ann and I decided we'd had enough, and said our goodbyes. Jackson had his legs spread apart as I said goodbye... yes, he was quite a man!

Ann and I showered, then took a cab downtown and had lunch. The waiter talked us into a large margarita too. Then we spent a couple hours shopping. Shopping wasn't that good, and we ended up at the waterfront . A sunset cruise was at the dock, and we decided to take it. It was a pretty big boat, but it was packed with people. We were some of the last people to board, before it left . We pushed our way thru the crowd looking for a place to sit, and there at a table were Jackson and Jo ! We had several laughs about that concidence, and it was not long before everyone had had a few drinks. Ann and I danced together a few times as did Jo and Jackson, and Jackson even danced with us a few times. The boat was quite rolly, and it seemed especially when I danced with Jackson, there was lots of bumping and contact. It seemed to go with the scene, and anyway it was very crowded.

At one point Jackson and I finished a dance, and a slow song started, He took me in his arms and we just swayed to the music. It was nice, big strong arms holding me against the rocking of the boat, I had my arms around him and hugged him closer, and put my head on his chest. He smelled nice. He must of thought that was an invitation, his hands slipped down and clasped my buns. I'm proud of my firm buns, and he got a pretty good feel. Then I felt him do something, and I realized he had lifted my skirt and he had his hands on my naked flesh. His hands felt so strong, and caressing that I didn't seem to mind. Before the song ended, the loudspeaker announced that the fire wand display, and the countdown to sunset was happening at the rear of the boat. We went to get Jo and Ann, but we could see thim deep in the crowd. There was no way for us to get close to the back of the boat.

Jackson said "come with me" and we went upstairs, found a railing that looked down on the crowd and the little boats doing the fire display. I had my hands on the railing, hanging on 'cause the rocking motion was way stronger up on this deck. Jackson put his arms around me, and held onto my bare midriff. His hands did lots of exploring, and it was not long until one hand was pulling himself into me and the other was fully caressing my left breast. Then he had both breasts in his large hands, and I had had enough to drink it did not seem wrong to me. Then I felt him fumble behind me and then one of his hands was up under my skirt squeezing my bun. That too felt good, and then I sensed something else between my legs... I reached under my skirt and yes, it was as I feared ; it was a large, hot penis sticking between my legs.

I kind of panicked for a second, I did not know what to do so I grabbed it to stop him from doing anything. It just got hotter, and bigger, and it got so hard it poked up against my thong. I tried to hold it down from touching my crotch, but really, I ended up sliding my hand up and down it more than anything. I did not want him to enter me, John and I were trying to conceive, and it didn't seem right to make a scene, so i just held onto it. He started thrusting into my hand. In desperation, I started to stroke him, maybe I could get him to ejaculate before anything happened. It was dripping, and got slippery, and I stroked and stroked, and yes, he came. It mostly ended up on my skirt. He put it back into his pants, and I remember the four of us caught a cab home and split up.

John was already in the room. I showered, we went for dinner with Ann and Bob, and after a few more beers, John announced it was early to bed as they were golfing again in the AM. The next day, the guys had gone golfing, again. I went to Ann's room to get her.... she was still in bed, but said she'd meet me in an hour on the beach. When I got down to the beach, Jo was already there, instead of our usual spot, she was under one of the shade palaypas. She was nude, so I pulled in a lounge chair and joined her, nude too. She was chatty, and it was clear she did not know anything about yesterday. It was not long before Jackson came along and stripped and joined us. Then a porter came by, and told Jo someone had cancelled their pedicure at the spa, and if she wanted it, they would accommodate her right away. She decided to leave. After a few minutes, Jackson stood up and closed the curtain on the palapya. Then he straddled the end of my chaise lounge and sat down. His thing was pointed right at me, and I could not help but to keep glancing at it. I don't even know what we were talking about. His penis slowly got longer and longer, and I had to move my feet or they would have touched it. I pulled my knees up, but then I could not see him, or it. I decided to let my feet dangle on each side of the lounge chair, and I tried to slide into a more upright position so that my crotch was a bit less obvious. He seemed to be inching his way closer to me, his penis was definitely getting longer, then I realized his penis was no longer on the lounge chair, it had lifted off it and was pointing right at me. He definitely was sliding closer to me, and honest, I did not mean to but I know I did slip down on the chair too. I was sweating like crazy, and I am sure my vagina was leaking.

Then he took my legs, stretched them out and laid my calves on each of his knees. I was so light headed I almost fainted. He slid up a bit more and his penis poked me in the stomach. He reached in and pushed it down to the chair, and when he let it go, it slid up my very moist slit. He did that several times. I was fascinated watching that monster, black, glistening penis touch me. Then as he pushed it down again, he slid up closer to me. The head of it was trying to enter me but it was too big. Then, either he pulled me down onto it or he pushed harder, that big bulbous head slid into me. Here I was, completely sober and I was letting someone other than husband penetrate me. It was like an out of body experience watching it enter me. He didn't seem to thrust, but it went deeper and deeper into me. I think my vagina was convulsing and drawing him into me. I have never had a man in me that made me feel so complete. He was so long, and so thick and it felt so good, it was not happiness, it was a sense of joy and completeness all at once.

Then he lifted his rear off the lounge chair, slid me down and started to thrust deep slow thrusts into me. My whole body felt as it were burning and then I just roared into the most intense orgasm I have ever had. He just kept thrusting and thrusting and wave after wave of delightful orgasm rolled through me. Then he started thrusting faster and harder, deeper and faster and before I realized what was going to happen, he just exploded into me. It was so powerful it made me me orgasm again. Then, as he slowed, I realized he had just fucked me hard and deep, and I was unprotected. He did not stop, he was still doing long deep strokes, and something in me would not let me protest. He must have pleasured me like that for 15 minutes, and then the heat started boiling in me again, and another orgasmic wave rolled over me. I know my vagina was squeezing and pulsing his big black magnificent tool, and he groaned and started pounding into me until he came again. Wow wow wow.

He pulled out, got up, and went over to his chair and sat down looking at me. That magnificent penis still was somewhat erect and pointed at me. I just could not keep my eyes off it. I watched as it lost its power. He stood up, opened the curtain and gestured toward the ocean. As I stood up I looked down, my crotch and thighs were covered in pink foam, and riveluts of blood were running down my legs. We both waded into the water. The coolness brought me back to reality... I just had destroyed my marriage vows. There was a likely chance I was now pregnant. Strangely, the marriage vows didn't bother me. My sexual relationship with my husband would now forever be disappointing. The pregnancy thing really shook me up. I realized Jackson was no longer in the water, he had gone back to the palyapa, and I waded back . OMG Jo was there too ! As I approached, she said 'Oh my you are so sunburned or flushed or something, you should get out of the sun.'

I made my excuses and headed for my room. On the way, I veered off to the concierge and asked if the resort had a pharmasist or doctor. He told me to wait, and soon a doctor appeared . I said I knew there was a 'morning after pill' for avoiding pregnancy. He asked some questions, but I told him I was married, but not ready for pregnancy. He left and came back with four pills and gave them to me. As I walked back to my room I wondered when Jackson was leaving....

Carol Mills

carol_mills2@excite.com

OUR EXPERIENCE WITH BLACK MEN


Our experience with black men dates back to the mid 90's. My wife Liz started fucking black men in front of me much to my delight. We started on this journey a little late in life after we became empty nesters, it was only then that I was able to fulfil my long time voyeur fantasies. We are both now 60 and it's just as hot as ever watching Liz take a big black cock. For the first few years we tended to go from guy to guy and on occasion we would have several repeats with some of the guys. We kept looking for just the right black man for Liz to enjoy on a regular basis.

In 2001 we met James who at the time was in the Air Force, we in fact met him here on DC. After several weeks of talking online and by phone we invited him over to our home on a Saturday. I knew we were in for a treat when I answered the door and there before me stood a 6'3" 220 lb 33 yr old very handsome black man. Liz was dressed in a sexy red outfit that left little to the imagination. Liz is 5'7" 135 lbs with sexy long legs and awesome 38c tits. I could see the sparkle in James's eyes as he beheld my beautiful 50 yr old wife.

After some small talk and a drink Liz and James were soon making out on the couch while I watched from a chair. It was so hot watching him seduce my wife with his easy manner and sexy eyes and voice. I knew that she found him extremely attractive and sexy. She loves sexy eyes and a gentle hand. She melted into his arms and the heat began to rise from the couch as he kissed her long and deeply. Soon he had her breasts exposed and began to devour her nipples. His pants were soon on the floor and his 9 inch blk cock was all that was advertised. He began to finger her pussy as she began to stroke his expanding cock.

At this time in our journey Liz had fucked 12 different men and I could tell this was the hot one she had craved, not that the others were bad, in fact they all were awesome. James was different in that she had such a connection with him right from the start. We soon wound up in the bedroom and she began to suck his huge cock while he was laying on his back. She was so hot she didn't need any more foreplay, she just looked at me and said "Rubber" with this glazed over look in her eyes.

I handed her a rubber and she rolled it down his cock and jumped on him and fucked him fast and hard. Well he shot his cum pretty quick but that was only the start of a great afternoon with her new boy toy. After this James became the object of her desire, even when she was fucking other guys I knew she was thinking about the gentle giant. Due to his deployment to another part of the country we were unable to connect with him again. We kept in touch by phone and email and often they would have phone sex, always looking forward to another hookup that didn't look like it would happen.

We kept looking for a long term lover but to no avail, even though every guy was great for whatever reason it just didn't work out for any of them to become the lover she sought. Well it all changed in 2005 when James after 20 yrs in the Air Force took retirement. As fate would have it he moved to our town in Texas where he found a good paying job in the technology field. Liz was ecstatic when he called us and told us the news. James moved here and had no girlfriend or other friends and his job was very demanding on his time keeping him from developing a social life. He told us he had been with many white couples over the years but had never found another incredible fuck like Liz . He often said she is the best white pussy he had ever experienced. Of course Liz echoed the same by saying he was the best Black man she had ever fucked.

For the next two years Liz became James's only outlet for sex and hers as well. It's amazing that a woman of 55 would have such a craving to get fucked hard and often. James was super busy during the week but would drop in for a quickie at least two times during the week, either before work or just after work. It was so hot to watch the fast and lustful sex they would engage in. These quick fucks would last no more than 30 minutes but would leave all of us satisfied and looking forward to the next time.

The best times were the weekends when James would usually spend either all day Saturday or Sunday at our house. James would come over around 9 in the morning and Liz would serve him breakfast, of course she would be naked all day or be dressed in skimpy sexy outfits depending on his mood and desires. Breakfast would be followed with loving sexy baths or showers and then slow hot sex which consisted of massage, oral and fucking. They would watch movies or play board games and then as the passion would arise be back in each other's arms for another round.

Lunch would be around 2 or 3 and then again another round of hot action. I was in a constant state of arousal every weekend and even though I was around 55 would achieve multiple orgasms. I didn't watch every minute of the action during these sessions but enough to keep me hot all day. I literally surrendered her pussy to James during those 2 years.

My desire was to see her totally fulfilled by his huge blk cock. Of course due to our exclusive relationship with James we no longer needed the "Rubbers" and he never left those all day sessions without depositing at least 4 loads of cum in her or on her. As I grew more comfortable with the relationship I would often let hem fuck without me being there. I would play golf or other activities all the while knowing what was going on in my absence.

During the 2 years they took 4 weekend vacations together to Las Vegas and once to Jamaica for 5 days. I was wild with speculation on what was going on without me, in fact this was hotter than being in the middle of the action. I know that when I wasn't there that she was able to let go even more and enjoy her lover to the fullest extent. While in Vegas on 2 occasions they met up with an old Air Force buddy and he and James fucked her together. She later admitted that this was so hot that she had more orgasms than she thought possible.

Well they say all good things must come to an end and after two years James was transferred to New York and while we still talk to him and see him about once a year we doubt we will ever have that much pleasure again.

LrryGuy7@aol.com

LOOKING BACK FONDLY (Part 4)


Guys names, faces, ages have become blurred over the years. It was exciting and I felt ‘special’ inside the club – the only excitement I’d have for a fortnight and the only time I felt attractive and special. Girls would stare me out as I excitedly took my stool near them. I hated the bitchiness, but didn’t understand why girls far prettier, slimmer and better dressed than me treated me so badly. It was always assumed that they’d get the top men anyway so why the need to bitch and belittle me. I guess their egos were fragile and hated seeing me get a better black than then.

I clearly remember the joy of being approached by an ‘A list’ black man’. What girls today call a ‘trophy man’, a black man considered to be in the top ranges of desirability, handsome, the right age, physical build, confidence and social status. ‘B list’ men were considered either too old or not good looking enough, or maybe just not as confident as trophy men. Girls hoped for better but these black men were good for sex and we’d hope to do better next time. ‘C and D list’ men were black men who girls would hope to avoid, usually very old, ugly and completely out of shape. It was bad for a girl’s self-confidence and ego to be approached in front of her peers by a ‘C or D list’ black man. The girls instinctively knew each man’s status, as instinctively as we knew each girl’s status. I was in the bottom third of girls. The guys knew their status but their egos were massaged by making sure they left with a white girl and doing so under the watchful gaze of their black friends. It was a definite competition and ego thing for us girls – my social status among stool girls depended on the quality of black man who approached me that night. Hindsight tells me how sad but powerfully true this was. One girl openly laughed at me when I was approached by ‘C and D’ men. I hated her.

I had more of my share of ‘C and D’ men, but so did every other girl in the club, regardless of the girl’s perceived status. I used to cringe in my seat as another ‘C or D’ man approached me. I’d glance at the girls near me, those with better men all smug and arrogant, happy to look me directly in the eye with that ‘I’m fucking better black than you’ attitude. I hated them as they left with their 25yr old sexy black Adonis as I was left contemplating joining a balding 50 yr old black dad with poor teeth and bad breath in the back of his car. Even though I hated having to leave the club with ‘D list’ men, walking past the lines of catty girls showing off their better men, I still went ahead with the arrangement and gave myself to the man in the back of his car or back at his flat. If a girl doesn’t play the game and leave with the man who chose her, she is branded a cock tease and men will avoid her at all costs in future as they wish to avoid the embarrassment of rejection by their white prize. Remember, their black friends are watching and the black male ego is a precious fragile wonderful thing. In short, if a girl ever fails to follow the rules then she is ignored by both men and girls in future. So I always played by the rules and offered up my white prize to whichever black man had chosen me that night.

As I said, I had more of my share of ‘C and D’ men, but so did every other girl in the club, regardless of the girl’s perceived status. There was an ugly man who frequented the club, aged about 50, wealthy, well dressed, stylish, popular with other men in the club, but disfigured by fire and distressingly ugly. Girls referred to him as Mr Deformed. His lack of confidence meant he rarely approached stool girls straight away. He would wander nervously around the club, glancing at girls who took his fancy, some stunning, some not so, but he took a great deal of time to build up courage to approach a girl. One night he hovered behind my stool. I was sick with disappointment and fear that he’d find the courage to approach me as I didn’t fancy being his white prize that night. My heart dropped as he walked towards my stool, the pretty girl on my right laughed and hissed “he’s a good match for you honey”, then just as the ugly man approached me another man stepped in front of him and introduced himself to me. I’d gone from a disfigured 50 yr old to a gorgeous 40 yr old in seconds – the god’s were shining on me that night. Disfigured was stunned but immediately switched to the girl on my right, who wasn’t laughing now! I remember the disgusted look on her face as I left with my hard Adonis, she trying hard to stay focussed whilst I acted like the cat who’d got the cream. I hated her, but this made up for any bad feeling between us! She left earlier than me and I can imagine her disgust as Mr Deformed discovered her tight whiteness on a soft sofa or cramped car seat somewhere.

My black Adonis drove me to a house party on the south side of Nottingham. There were about 4-5 men from the club there, each with his white prize. More joined us as the night progressed. I was with the best man there. I soaked up the girl’s jealousy. It was my turn to take ‘A list’ cock whilst they were about to take ‘C and D’ list cock. I was with the youngest black there yet I was ‘D list’ compared to the ‘A and B’ list girls there. We drank vodka and my Adonis asked me to strip naked in the living room. He power fucked me on a sofa as the other guests watched on. My Adonis sat me down on a sofa as one by one the other black men took turns to power fuck their own white prizes. I loved watching arrogant bitchy ‘A list’ girls being drilled by old ugly black. Despite their outward show of disgust, disappointment and regret each girl secretly loved it, and they kept to the ‘understanding’, stripped subserviently, gave their bodies to black power lust, creamed down their leg, came loudly and enjoyed being the dirty white showpiece.


LOOKING BACK FONDLY (Part 3)


Looking Back Fondly At How I Became Black-Only.

Conversation was always very limited. I was usually asked my name, my age, if I was a Derby girl. Some guys asked if I liked black men – I’d give the same coy blushed response and sip from my glass rather than answer ‘yes’ or ‘no’. The man would stand in front of me, eyeing up by boobs, my legs, my body shape, judging how attractive I was. No black man ever bought me a drink. Black men would make it clear they were attracted to me, the line of their trousers showing their size and hardness. I would get wet quickly, trying not to blatantly gaze down at the package in front of me. Most guys were aged 30-40. This was the age range that mostly frequented the club. Most of the men were ‘A or B list’ with plenty of ‘C and D list’ men to try and avoid! This was my Saturday ritual between the ages of 18 and 24 so I was always viewed by men as fresh, young, new, tight, anonymous.

The ‘man rules’ dictated that once a man approached me I was considered ‘out-of-bounds’ to other men - it meant that once a guy approached me it was unlikely any other man would hit on me that night, I had the man’s full attention all night but only one man and only one chat up. There were hot men that I’d dreamed would approach me that simply didn’t as another man got to me first. No black man ever gave up on his white prize. It was a matter of black male pride that he won his white trophy girl in front of other black men, so men were persistent and fully committed to you. It was virtually impossible to say ‘no’ to a black man as no black man ever accepted that he wasn’t taking you home that night. It became a case of which ever man gets to you first gets the white prize. There were tactics at play – men would have to decide when to approach you, therefore eliminating his competition but meaning he may miss out on a better white prize later in the evening. Men knew their list status too but it didn’t stop the ‘C and D list men’ hitting on the ‘A and B list’ girls. It was the only time in their lives that avoidable ‘D list’ men would get a chance at gorgeous stunning girls, white girls too, and lots of us tipsy nervous excited teens, the most desirable of all prizes in black men’s culture. The lower the man’s ranking the hungrier they were for a piece of white action in front of their black mates. Men couldn’t afford to be too choosy in case there was a shortage of high ranking stool girls later in the night. It was a battle of egos for the men and a battle of street cred for us girls. Girls had no tactics – we just made sure we were groomed and dressed as well as we could and, fingers crossed, hoped we’d score a high ranking man to make it all worthwhile and make other girls jealous. I never sat alone for longer than 5 minutes and always had black male attention. I was disappointed by the black man in front of me on many many many occasions as there were gorgeous black men I hoped would approach me but didn’t, and the guy who did approach me was usually, well, not as gorgeous as I would have hoped! But in my opinion, and I’m sure I speak on behalf of all the Derby stool girls of the late 1980s and early 1990s, a ‘D list’ black man is far better than a ‘B list’ white man any time!

The ‘girl rules’ meant that you didn’t act a tease, didn’t disrespect the men and once you decided to stool yourself after midnight there was no going back. If you stooled yourself at midnight you had made the 100% conscious decision to leave with a black man that night. That, to me, was a major part of the kick – I’d spend two weeks fingering myself on dreams of which black man I’d seen in previous weeks would approach me that night. I knew that once I sat on a midnight stool I was 100% black bait and got a kick from not knowing who would be fucking me later that night. Would I be disappointed? Many nights I was bitterly disappointed but that was part of the dirty kick. Would I be one of the girls parading around with an ‘A list’ man on my arm getting jealous looks from other girls? I hoped so but had little influence on the outcome. I played the game – I always went with the first man who approached me - however disappointed I was by his looks, physique and attitude - but 80% of the time, no matter who the man was, I was sexually satisfied. However disappointing the face and body was, it was still black cock and the fact that black men had chosen me sustained my social status among the girls on my housing estate for another long fortnight. It was pure luck who I ended up with that night. Stranger sex was all part of my dirty ritual excitement. It was my secret dirty Saturday ritual that became a compulsion. All the girls were black bait and by the time the evening had worn on all the girls were horny enough to take any black that wanted them. The ‘man rules’ dictated that they never approached a girl twice, the more different girls the better for them, which meant I never got close to a man as I had a different man every time. Men would travel to the club from all over the Midlands and sometimes London, Sheffield, Manchester. There were the usual local faces and many new, out-of-town black men that fully exploited the club’s reputation.


I WAS CUCKED BY BLACK


I was married to a busty BBW who had been raised by a redneck father and it was clear that being with a black guy was out of the question. When her and I married we discussed fantasies and hers was to be with a black man and mine was to watch her. We talked about it for over a year when we decided we wanted to go further. I started trying to get a local area guy and found one finally. We took our time and spoke with him for 3 months before one drunken night we invited him to the house the next morning. She was nervous and kept drinking to keep her buzz but he finally showed up... he had told me on the phone he wanted her naked in our bed when he got there.

She was and he came in and took right over. Wasting no time with hello he shoved his dick in her face and roughly fucked her mouth from the side of the bed. He undressed himself as she sucked his black cock. He rolled a rubber on and started to fuck her, but the condom broke. He didn't miss a beat and made her tell him to fuck her bareback - she did.

He had her in every position, finally ending up doggy-style. He made her face me and look directly at me. He had her tell me how good it was and that he owned her now. She did and said everything he wanted. After she had told me how good he was fucking her and that her pussy was now his, he dragged her by her hair to the edge of the bed and straddled her face and ordered her to lick his ass. As she did, he looked at me and said 'now she's a black cock slut and I'm gonna use her like one.'

Satisfied he had broken her a bit, he put her onto her back and jack-hammered her pussy until he was going to cum. Not wanting to risk getting her pregnant (not knowing her tubes were tied) he pulled out and shot the biggest load I have ever seen across her big boobs and into her face. He rubbed his slick cock on her face, smacking it a few times on her mouth. He got dressed and as he was, told us he would see us next week and that he loved owning white sub couples. He had me walk him to the front door and without hesitation shook my hand and let me know he'd be fucking her regularly.

We met him about once a month for a year and each time was always a hardcore fuck session, never romantic. As time went on he treated me more and more like a wimp hubby and embarrassing to admit, it's what I enjoyed.

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MY WIFE'S ONE BLACK EXPERIENCE (Part 2)


I watched dumbfounded as my wife just lay there and let our friend finger her pussy. Phil looked at me as if to ask if this was Ok, and I just shrugged. I still had my hand on her thigh, so I just continued to lightly rub her leg and watched closely as Phil continued to finger her clit. It was really strange to watch as Phil now slipped his thumb inside her pussy so that he was rubbing her clit with his fingers and fucking her with his thumb. Tess slowly continued to spread her legs to give Phil better access, and soon her legs were spread wide. Phil then stopped rubbing her clit and pulling his hand from under her, replaced his thumb with two fingers. He began to finger fuck her in earnest and she just pushed herself back so that she was now partially on her knees with her legs spread giving him easy access to her cunt. Phil was fingering her with his palm facing down and was apparently working on her G-spot. Up to this point she had not made a sound, but now we could hear her breathing harder as his fingers brought her to the brink of an orgasm. Suddenly we saw my wife grip the pillow above her head tightly and heard her groan in ecstasy. As she started to calm down, Phil once again looked at me and getting no resistance, he got to his knees alongside of my wife. His dick was now rock hard. Obviously I didn’t measure him, but it had to be at least 9 or 10 inches long and very thick! Thick and black! I had never felt inadequate before, but compared to my 5 inches, he was huge!

Phil positioned himself between her legs and took his dick in his hand. He leaned forward and just rubbed his dick up and down her pussy. He did this for a couple of seconds, and then Phil leaned forward and very, very slowly sank all of his dick into her pussy. Theresa let out a small moan as he filled her.

Once he was in her all the way he just held his position. I saw his buttocks clench as he obviously was flexing his dick deep inside of her. It was then that I noticed that she had begun slowly moving her hips in a circular motion, obviously trying to feel him deep inside of her. This was something that she didn’t normally do. Normally Theresa was pretty passive, she usually just lay still and let me do all of the work.

Phil had also noticed that Tess was getting into this and he began to fuck her. He slowly withdrew almost all the way and just as slowly reinserted himself deep inside of her. He kept up the slow movement for quite some time. Then Tess began to respond to his fucking. She began to move in time with Phil. She slowly rose up on her knees and placed her hands besides her head. As she did this, Phil placed his hands around Tess’s waist and began to increase his speed. Tess began to match his thrusts with thrusts of her own. Tess had her head down and her ass in the air. She was supporting her weight with her forearms and was pushing back at Phil as he fucked her. The slap, slap of their bodies was loud in the small room.

I could only watch in amazement as Tess was being fucked by this now huge cock. You could tell that Phil was in heaven by the look on his face. He no longer cared that I was watching. His only concern was my wife’s tight pussy around his dick. He was fucking places that I didn’t even know existed. As he pulled back I could see her pussy gripping his cock and being pulled slightly inside out, as if she didn’t want to take a chance on his slipping out of her. This went on for 4 or 5 minutes when suddenly Theresa once again clenched the pillow tightly and began grunting in time with Phil’s thrusts and then she again moaned loudly as she came for the 2nd time. Suddenly Phil stopped and pulled Tess tightly to him. He held her firmly by the hips and I couldn’t tell if he was coming, or trying to keep from coming.

He then pulled out of Tess exposing his hard cock. It was glistening from her pussy juices and it was massive! He pushed on her buttocks and she rolled right over on to her back. Her eyes were closed as if she didn’t want to acknowledge who was fucking her. Tess was now on her back, totally naked and exposed to her husband and another man. Phil was kneeling between her partial closed legs, he reached down between her knees and with just a small amount of pressure, Tess spread her legs wide.

Tess’s eyes were still closed, and she did not open them when Phil leaned forward and got between her widely spread thighs. His cock thrust out from his loins like an angry club, big, black and shining from their combined juices. It was quite a sight! Tess was laying on her back, her nipples erect and her chest and neck was flushed a bright red. Her hands were at her side clutching the bedspread in her fingers. Her head was turned to the side, facing me, but her eyes were still shut.

Phil worked his way up between her widespread legs, his cock hard and huge. He took his cock in his hand and began to rub it up and down her pussy. He slipped it between her pussy lips and slid it up and down her slit. He then concentrated on her clit and rubbed his cockhead in circles, around and around her clit.

Tess began to shift her hips, an apparent attempt to slip Phil’s dick into her hole. Not getting the results that she wanted, Tess reached down between them and took Phil’s cock in her hand. I was standing next to the bed watching closely as she directed Phil’s dick to the entrance of her cunt. Phil just stayed real still as Tess tried to get him to fuck her. Finally she started sliding down towards Phil and began humping herself onto him. It was pretty wild watching my wife go this crazy with another man, even if it was a good friend. Phil then leaned forward and sank himself all the way into Tess. Her knees came up and Phil began to slowly fuck her in earnest.

At first Tess dropped her hands to her sides and clutched at the bedspread, but as Phil continued Tess brought her arms up and clasped Phil around the chest and her legs tried to encircle his waist. It didn’t take long for Tess to find the rhythm and they began fucking like crazy. Phil was soon slamming all 9-10 inches of cock into her like this was the last fuck he was going to get. I could hear Tess’s breath as she panted to each of Phil’s thrusts. I knew that Phil couldn’t keep up this pace for long, and sure enough he suddenly stopped and raising himself up on his arms, he pressed himself tightly against my wife’s pussy. He dropped his head down and began to kiss her hard. Theresa opened her mouth wide and Phil passionately kissed her. He was apparently spurting his load of sperm deep inside of her. Tess dropped her hand from Phil’s back and reached under herself and cupped Phil’s balls as he came. She continued to thrust her hips against Phil rubbing herself against him, and then she started to shudder and she came once again, moaning into Phil’s shoulder.

Phil lay on top of Tess relaxing after fucking my wife. Tess was also relaxing after having cum at least 3 times in the past 20 minutes. Phil then slowly rolled off of Tess. His dick was no longer hard, but it was still pretty big. As he withdrew from her pussy, I saw how swollen her pussy lips were. Her cunt gaped open and she made no attempt to close her legs or cover herself. It was then that we both noticed that she had either fallen asleep, or passed out!

Phil smiled at me and said, “That was fantastic, thank you”, and left the room.

I stood there staring at my well fucked wife, my hard dick in my hand. I stepped up closer to the bed, and with just a few tugs on my rock hard dick, spewed my cum all over her now well fucked cunt to be added to Phil’s sperm that I could see seeping from her pussy.

Later we got her mostly dressed and we went home. The next day she said that she didn't remember anything and got real mad at me when I tried to tell her what had happened. She got so angry that I have never brought it up again even though I would love to see her so used again!!