A LIFE CHANGING DECISION By Carol
As you might have read in my previous letter, I too have found the bliss in sex with black men. How it happened I will now tell you.
I was out with some co-workers and friends of theirs, all women, and the topic came to sex. Well within a few minutes it was specific that a few of these women were having affairs with black men. They went on and on about how incredible the sex was, you know how women talk. Well that conversation just would not leave my mind for weeks. You see, I had been married at that point about 22yrs, and never cheated, and never really had the desire to cheat. Not only that, I had never even thought about being with a black man, that was totally taboo and not in my thinking. I had the great marriage, a guy I loved, kids, work, you know, so where was the time. Well the kids are now teens, and work is in a groove, and the marriage is still good.
The sex is ok, but nothing like these women were talking about. I started to compare my husband to the black men they were describing, and just could not fathom sex being that much better. OK, he was not equipped like they had been telling me and our sex sure did not last as long as they were telling me yet, we did OK. I had the orgasm from intercourse maybe once or twice a year, and more frequently ones from his tongue, but they were talking about being multi-orgasmic.
Well after a few months of this nagging memory of the conversation I had to tell my husband. We share lots of things so thought why not. One night when we were alone I shared with him the night out with the women. He smiled as he listened and I think a little surprising he was very open to it, teasing me a little about it. So from there it went to casual little words from him, and it became part of our sex life, fantasies we play in bed.
After about 6 months of this my husband really shocked me when he asked me if I wanted to take this to reality. I was a little taken back, I mean yea, I had gotten into it, and I had started to notice more black men and they were making me horny, but I was getting a lot of relief in bed too. I was now a little scared to think that it might go to this, but excited at the same time. We needed to talk! And we did, for a few more months about how it would affect us and what and how we should proceed.
Now it's a year later from the initial night out with the girls and we decided that were moving forward. Now there are lots of ways to find a guy I guess, but we decided against the ad's and internet searching and decided to go slow. We usually went out dancing about once a month so we decided to keep our eyes open when we did. We ran into Will on our third night out. He was a handsome tall fit black man and was at the club we were at. So I decided to do a little flirting with him and so we exchanged hellos a few times that night. A few weeks later we went back and he was there again, I was beginning to get excited and nervous, as I flirted a little with him again, this time a longer conversation. But that was it, until about a month later when we were back and he was there also, ok at this point you have to say to yourself, what are you waiting on?
So this time we danced a little, and god was he hot, and I could tell hung! He met my husband and we all talked a little, and I finally had to kick my husband under the table. He knew what I wanted, and I know it had to be a difficult thing to finally say, but he did. He shared with Will about our fantasy, and that I had found him very attractive, and we thought we would invite him to join us, if he were interested to try a 3some with us. I think he was a little shocked, but smiled huge and looked at me like I was prey for the taking! He said sure, just what did we have in mind, so we decided to meet a few weeks later at a hotel. We exchanged numbers and danced a little more, and he and I made out a little on the dance floor, my heart was racing like I was a 13 yr old girl!
A few weeks later and I am getting ready, hubby is pacing like he is way nervous, and I am also. I needed a drink just to get ready. Hubby made sure that I shaved down there and left just enough to show a very small runway. I put on a very short little black skirt, a white thong, and a lace white bra, and a thin white top. Black heels and I was ready to go. It was a very nice hotel downtown, and walking in although no one knew, I just knew everyone in there knew I was there for my virginal black meeting. I had to have at two more drinks before he finally showed up, my hands were shaking like a leaf, and I think I was more nervous than I was excited, but then again, maybe not.
Will walked in, and shook hubby's hand and then pulled me up to him and gave me a big deep kiss. Will is a big man, at least six foot four inches and very muscular. My husband is not a small man, but not that big. We had another drink, and talked a little and Will and I were sitting on the couch and I put my hand on his leg, god he was a big man, and soon he leaned over and kissed me. That got it started, we kissed some and soon his hands were all over me, and next think you know my blouse is off, and my hand is now in his crotch, although he is still clothed, I can tell his is MUCH bigger than hubby down there, and I am a little concerned, really, it was huge.
Now a brief background of me. I married hubby at 24, and although I had dated other men before him, I did not have a huge amount of men sexually. A total of eight guys sexually including hubby, and all were white, and honestly, none were any different than hub. . They were about the same cock size, about 6in, and all were about the same in bed, not exceptional, and none were marathon men. So were now half robed as we kiss, and finally we break and I suggest we move to the bedroom. Hubby had been sitting there watching us, and we had talked before Will arrived and I asked him that when or if as I was not sure how it would happen, but that if I suggested that we go to the bedroom, I asked my husband that if he could give me maybe 5 minutes before he came in, so I could get a little comfortable with Will. He was good with it, and said no problem.
So Will and I go in, and we stand, kissing, undressing each other. Soon he and I are naked and seeing that cock, I am speechless. I had never held anything so big, and really did not think I could take that man in me. I stroked him as we kissed and soon were in bed and he is sucking on my nipples and playing with my very very wet pussy, my body totally reacting to his touch. After a few minute of this he moves up and tells me to suck his cock. He was in total control, it was about this time that hubby walked in and I went down to suck Will. I licked his cock which I thought was big and hard and sucked his cockhead and it only got bigger! You know I have sucked hubby's cock my whole life but this was something different. It was huge in my mouth and I tried and tired but felt like I was not doing a very good job as it was so much bigger. I tried to take more as I wanted to do it right and I guess it was me, because he was very happy.
Will is a talker during sex. Who would know. He was saying things like, 'that's it, get that pretty white mouth on that black cock, oh yes, you're a natural. I was stroking him and playing with his balls and about 10 minutes later he pulled me off and said it was time for me to know what a black cock was like in me. He had me on my back and slid that huge cockhead up and down my slit making it very wet, I was dripping I was so wet. He soon has his cockhead in me and I could feel every little bump, he was very big, and soon he was slowly working his massive cock in and out of me, a little at a time. He was so good, he took about 10 minutes to finally get it all in, god he was teasing me, and feeling him in me, I had never known such a filled feeling, it was a little uncomfortable yet awesome at the same time. Here he is slowly filling me, taking his time, and really it was about 10 minutes and god I knew the term hit bottom, his cock was impaled in me and it was awesome, and he had not even really started fucking me.
Remembering all those guys before hubby, and hubby, none usually lasted 5 minutes, but now this man was going in and out, and soon I was exploding in my first of many orgasms. The sensations of being filled, I felt things I never felt, and felt things deeper than I even knew I had in me! He fucked me for another 30 minutes, rolling me over, me on top, and then me under him again, and in those 30 minutes I had about 8 more orgasms! I was in heaven! No man had ever made me cum like that! And all through this he is talking, saying how my white pussy is made for black cock, how I will only want blackcock from now on, and asking me if what he is saying is right and all I can do is say yes... yes? yes? When he finally came in me I could feel his cum hitting me even though he was wearing a condom, he was so deep in me, the sensations were wild.
I was worn out. We laid there and rested a little, it was maybe 5 minutes, hubby had brought us another drink, and then Will said I should suck his cock again. I was shocked he could go again after going so long, so I did, I went down and took that limp cock and made it hard again in a few minutes. I licked and stroked and sucked and my jaw was getting sore, but kept at it and after about 15 minutes he finally told me to suck hard he was going to cum in my mouth, and he did, and god did he have lots of cum. I was shocked, he came and came and came, lots more than hubby ever did and this was his second time cumming.
As I was holding it all in my mouth he finally stopped. And I got up to spit it out, he asked me where I was going. I kind of told him with a full mouth to spit it out, and he got mad! I was worried, he said look, when a black man cums in your mouth, that's a gift, your going to disrespect me and spit that out? I was torn, I had swallowed hubby's cum a few times over they years sure, but usually I had spit it out. So standing there I just swallowed it. He looked and me and said "good girl, look, never spit cum out, and if you want us to meet again, you will always be swallowing my cum, understand? " I just said yes.
We had another drink and soon he was playing with my pussy again. Thankfully we had brought some lube, although at this moment I did not need it as he was making my already sore and worn pussy very wet again. I had never had man fuck me for 40 minutes, so my pussy was totally not used to that, but liked it, and here he was semi hard, and soon I was stroking him and he was hard and fucking me again.
After more positions, about 8 more orgasms, and me yelling and being very vocal which was totally new for me, but I needed to get it out, he fucked me for another 30 to 40 minutes, using lots of lube this time! I was beat, this man was a fucking machine, I had no clue this was what the night would be about. I mean I thought I would have a good fuck, but this was like being fucked for the first time. I had more orgasms with this man in one night than I had with hubby in the past month. I was in love with this man's cock! It was incredible. After he finally came and pulled the condom off, he told me to lick him clean, which I did and did with enthusiasm! It was the least I could do after he made me cum so much! Yea, I know I was never a cum eater, and his cock was covered with it, but I did not care any more. I cleaned him like I had not eaten in a year.
We rested some more and he wanted me one more time, and again, more orgasms, yet with a twinge of discomfort, yet still coming. My pussy had been worn out with the first two sessions, yet he was still going and going, this man was a fucking machine. He came again and had me clean him again, I figured it was his way of making sure I understood my wanting to spit out his cum the first time was not a good thing and he was making a lesson of it. It was now a few hours later, from when he first showed up, we talked for about another 30 minutes, the 3 of us, and he was a really nice guy. All the dominance talk during sex was gone now, and it was a normal conversation. He dressed, kissed me again, and left. I was exhausted.. hubby, who had gotten naked in the beginning was rock hard and wanted me too, so I told him I would suck him, but that my pussy was just to used and abused. He understood, and after about 2 minutes of his cock in my mouth he was cumming too. And yes, I spit it out. Hub was used to it, he knew I was not a fan. We fell asleep and woke in the morning and hubby was hard again, I sucked him and ok, I spit it out. I don't know why, it was just habit, and after I did it I realized what I did.
Hubby and I talked about it the rest of the day, and talk about two perspectives. Here I am totally taken with it, and can't wait to do it again, yet he is a little apprehensive. Took me a while, but finally figured out he was just insecure about it. He saw me cum over and over and be a yelling screaming vixen whom he had never seen with him act that way. I reassured him my love for him, and told him it would be OK. It took a few weeks but he finally came around and figured out I was being truthful with him and that yea, that man can please me like no other, but I love him and am married to him.
That was 3 yrs ago, and now I still see Will every now and then, and also have 2 others that are regulars. I play about once a month, and love it, Hub is still very insecure about it, and has not totally accepted it, but does go along with it for now. We have talked a lot, and lots of his issue is seeing me cum so easy and often with them, so for not hub does not watch that much. He has been a saint though and has helped me buy many outfits I take with me to meet the men and watches me get ready and most times drives me there and waits for me. My sex life with hubby is better than it has ever been. It seems he is turned on as much as he is worried.
Carol44mwf@yahoo.com
As you might have read in my previous letter, I too have found the bliss in sex with black men. How it happened I will now tell you.
I was out with some co-workers and friends of theirs, all women, and the topic came to sex. Well within a few minutes it was specific that a few of these women were having affairs with black men. They went on and on about how incredible the sex was, you know how women talk. Well that conversation just would not leave my mind for weeks. You see, I had been married at that point about 22yrs, and never cheated, and never really had the desire to cheat. Not only that, I had never even thought about being with a black man, that was totally taboo and not in my thinking. I had the great marriage, a guy I loved, kids, work, you know, so where was the time. Well the kids are now teens, and work is in a groove, and the marriage is still good.
The sex is ok, but nothing like these women were talking about. I started to compare my husband to the black men they were describing, and just could not fathom sex being that much better. OK, he was not equipped like they had been telling me and our sex sure did not last as long as they were telling me yet, we did OK. I had the orgasm from intercourse maybe once or twice a year, and more frequently ones from his tongue, but they were talking about being multi-orgasmic.
Well after a few months of this nagging memory of the conversation I had to tell my husband. We share lots of things so thought why not. One night when we were alone I shared with him the night out with the women. He smiled as he listened and I think a little surprising he was very open to it, teasing me a little about it. So from there it went to casual little words from him, and it became part of our sex life, fantasies we play in bed.
After about 6 months of this my husband really shocked me when he asked me if I wanted to take this to reality. I was a little taken back, I mean yea, I had gotten into it, and I had started to notice more black men and they were making me horny, but I was getting a lot of relief in bed too. I was now a little scared to think that it might go to this, but excited at the same time. We needed to talk! And we did, for a few more months about how it would affect us and what and how we should proceed.
Now it's a year later from the initial night out with the girls and we decided that were moving forward. Now there are lots of ways to find a guy I guess, but we decided against the ad's and internet searching and decided to go slow. We usually went out dancing about once a month so we decided to keep our eyes open when we did. We ran into Will on our third night out. He was a handsome tall fit black man and was at the club we were at. So I decided to do a little flirting with him and so we exchanged hellos a few times that night. A few weeks later we went back and he was there again, I was beginning to get excited and nervous, as I flirted a little with him again, this time a longer conversation. But that was it, until about a month later when we were back and he was there also, ok at this point you have to say to yourself, what are you waiting on?
So this time we danced a little, and god was he hot, and I could tell hung! He met my husband and we all talked a little, and I finally had to kick my husband under the table. He knew what I wanted, and I know it had to be a difficult thing to finally say, but he did. He shared with Will about our fantasy, and that I had found him very attractive, and we thought we would invite him to join us, if he were interested to try a 3some with us. I think he was a little shocked, but smiled huge and looked at me like I was prey for the taking! He said sure, just what did we have in mind, so we decided to meet a few weeks later at a hotel. We exchanged numbers and danced a little more, and he and I made out a little on the dance floor, my heart was racing like I was a 13 yr old girl!
A few weeks later and I am getting ready, hubby is pacing like he is way nervous, and I am also. I needed a drink just to get ready. Hubby made sure that I shaved down there and left just enough to show a very small runway. I put on a very short little black skirt, a white thong, and a lace white bra, and a thin white top. Black heels and I was ready to go. It was a very nice hotel downtown, and walking in although no one knew, I just knew everyone in there knew I was there for my virginal black meeting. I had to have at two more drinks before he finally showed up, my hands were shaking like a leaf, and I think I was more nervous than I was excited, but then again, maybe not.
Will walked in, and shook hubby's hand and then pulled me up to him and gave me a big deep kiss. Will is a big man, at least six foot four inches and very muscular. My husband is not a small man, but not that big. We had another drink, and talked a little and Will and I were sitting on the couch and I put my hand on his leg, god he was a big man, and soon he leaned over and kissed me. That got it started, we kissed some and soon his hands were all over me, and next think you know my blouse is off, and my hand is now in his crotch, although he is still clothed, I can tell his is MUCH bigger than hubby down there, and I am a little concerned, really, it was huge.
Now a brief background of me. I married hubby at 24, and although I had dated other men before him, I did not have a huge amount of men sexually. A total of eight guys sexually including hubby, and all were white, and honestly, none were any different than hub. . They were about the same cock size, about 6in, and all were about the same in bed, not exceptional, and none were marathon men. So were now half robed as we kiss, and finally we break and I suggest we move to the bedroom. Hubby had been sitting there watching us, and we had talked before Will arrived and I asked him that when or if as I was not sure how it would happen, but that if I suggested that we go to the bedroom, I asked my husband that if he could give me maybe 5 minutes before he came in, so I could get a little comfortable with Will. He was good with it, and said no problem.
So Will and I go in, and we stand, kissing, undressing each other. Soon he and I are naked and seeing that cock, I am speechless. I had never held anything so big, and really did not think I could take that man in me. I stroked him as we kissed and soon were in bed and he is sucking on my nipples and playing with my very very wet pussy, my body totally reacting to his touch. After a few minute of this he moves up and tells me to suck his cock. He was in total control, it was about this time that hubby walked in and I went down to suck Will. I licked his cock which I thought was big and hard and sucked his cockhead and it only got bigger! You know I have sucked hubby's cock my whole life but this was something different. It was huge in my mouth and I tried and tired but felt like I was not doing a very good job as it was so much bigger. I tried to take more as I wanted to do it right and I guess it was me, because he was very happy.
Will is a talker during sex. Who would know. He was saying things like, 'that's it, get that pretty white mouth on that black cock, oh yes, you're a natural. I was stroking him and playing with his balls and about 10 minutes later he pulled me off and said it was time for me to know what a black cock was like in me. He had me on my back and slid that huge cockhead up and down my slit making it very wet, I was dripping I was so wet. He soon has his cockhead in me and I could feel every little bump, he was very big, and soon he was slowly working his massive cock in and out of me, a little at a time. He was so good, he took about 10 minutes to finally get it all in, god he was teasing me, and feeling him in me, I had never known such a filled feeling, it was a little uncomfortable yet awesome at the same time. Here he is slowly filling me, taking his time, and really it was about 10 minutes and god I knew the term hit bottom, his cock was impaled in me and it was awesome, and he had not even really started fucking me.
Remembering all those guys before hubby, and hubby, none usually lasted 5 minutes, but now this man was going in and out, and soon I was exploding in my first of many orgasms. The sensations of being filled, I felt things I never felt, and felt things deeper than I even knew I had in me! He fucked me for another 30 minutes, rolling me over, me on top, and then me under him again, and in those 30 minutes I had about 8 more orgasms! I was in heaven! No man had ever made me cum like that! And all through this he is talking, saying how my white pussy is made for black cock, how I will only want blackcock from now on, and asking me if what he is saying is right and all I can do is say yes... yes? yes? When he finally came in me I could feel his cum hitting me even though he was wearing a condom, he was so deep in me, the sensations were wild.
I was worn out. We laid there and rested a little, it was maybe 5 minutes, hubby had brought us another drink, and then Will said I should suck his cock again. I was shocked he could go again after going so long, so I did, I went down and took that limp cock and made it hard again in a few minutes. I licked and stroked and sucked and my jaw was getting sore, but kept at it and after about 15 minutes he finally told me to suck hard he was going to cum in my mouth, and he did, and god did he have lots of cum. I was shocked, he came and came and came, lots more than hubby ever did and this was his second time cumming.
As I was holding it all in my mouth he finally stopped. And I got up to spit it out, he asked me where I was going. I kind of told him with a full mouth to spit it out, and he got mad! I was worried, he said look, when a black man cums in your mouth, that's a gift, your going to disrespect me and spit that out? I was torn, I had swallowed hubby's cum a few times over they years sure, but usually I had spit it out. So standing there I just swallowed it. He looked and me and said "good girl, look, never spit cum out, and if you want us to meet again, you will always be swallowing my cum, understand? " I just said yes.
We had another drink and soon he was playing with my pussy again. Thankfully we had brought some lube, although at this moment I did not need it as he was making my already sore and worn pussy very wet again. I had never had man fuck me for 40 minutes, so my pussy was totally not used to that, but liked it, and here he was semi hard, and soon I was stroking him and he was hard and fucking me again.
After more positions, about 8 more orgasms, and me yelling and being very vocal which was totally new for me, but I needed to get it out, he fucked me for another 30 to 40 minutes, using lots of lube this time! I was beat, this man was a fucking machine, I had no clue this was what the night would be about. I mean I thought I would have a good fuck, but this was like being fucked for the first time. I had more orgasms with this man in one night than I had with hubby in the past month. I was in love with this man's cock! It was incredible. After he finally came and pulled the condom off, he told me to lick him clean, which I did and did with enthusiasm! It was the least I could do after he made me cum so much! Yea, I know I was never a cum eater, and his cock was covered with it, but I did not care any more. I cleaned him like I had not eaten in a year.
We rested some more and he wanted me one more time, and again, more orgasms, yet with a twinge of discomfort, yet still coming. My pussy had been worn out with the first two sessions, yet he was still going and going, this man was a fucking machine. He came again and had me clean him again, I figured it was his way of making sure I understood my wanting to spit out his cum the first time was not a good thing and he was making a lesson of it. It was now a few hours later, from when he first showed up, we talked for about another 30 minutes, the 3 of us, and he was a really nice guy. All the dominance talk during sex was gone now, and it was a normal conversation. He dressed, kissed me again, and left. I was exhausted.. hubby, who had gotten naked in the beginning was rock hard and wanted me too, so I told him I would suck him, but that my pussy was just to used and abused. He understood, and after about 2 minutes of his cock in my mouth he was cumming too. And yes, I spit it out. Hub was used to it, he knew I was not a fan. We fell asleep and woke in the morning and hubby was hard again, I sucked him and ok, I spit it out. I don't know why, it was just habit, and after I did it I realized what I did.
Hubby and I talked about it the rest of the day, and talk about two perspectives. Here I am totally taken with it, and can't wait to do it again, yet he is a little apprehensive. Took me a while, but finally figured out he was just insecure about it. He saw me cum over and over and be a yelling screaming vixen whom he had never seen with him act that way. I reassured him my love for him, and told him it would be OK. It took a few weeks but he finally came around and figured out I was being truthful with him and that yea, that man can please me like no other, but I love him and am married to him.
That was 3 yrs ago, and now I still see Will every now and then, and also have 2 others that are regulars. I play about once a month, and love it, Hub is still very insecure about it, and has not totally accepted it, but does go along with it for now. We have talked a lot, and lots of his issue is seeing me cum so easy and often with them, so for not hub does not watch that much. He has been a saint though and has helped me buy many outfits I take with me to meet the men and watches me get ready and most times drives me there and waits for me. My sex life with hubby is better than it has ever been. It seems he is turned on as much as he is worried.
Carol44mwf@yahoo.com
