My First Black Experience

I've never fancied myself a writer, and this is my first attempt at writing any type of story. I suppose I should start by telling you a little about myself. I am a "married white female", 25 years old. For those of you hung up on physical attributes (which I'm not), I'm 5-7 and weigh 125 lbs. I have blonde hair and green eyes. I'm told I look very good in a bikini, and I guess I probably do. I have been married 5 years. As far as I'm concerned, we are happily married. Our sex together is good, although a little tame for my tastes sometimes. However, one thing is for certain- I've never had any intention of being unfaithful to my husband. This is a true story, but I did not set out to make it happen.

This happened in April 1997. My husband "Jack" makes a very good living. While I had a promising career of my own at one time, I had the luxury of being able to quit my job and go back to school about a year ago. I was at home alone one morning during the week, and my husband was out of town.

Anyway, I was in the kitchen reading the morning paper and drinking a cup of coffee. It was about 9:00 a.m., and being kind of lazy that morning, I hadn't showered or gotten dressed yet. I was still in an oversize football jersey that I sleep in sometimes. Underneath, I was wearing panties but no bra. I was surprised when the front doorbell rang. My first thought was that it was a salesman. I went to the door and peeked out through the little window in the door. I recognized my husband's friend, and suddenly remembered the saw, etc.

A twinge of fear coursed through me- "I knew I shouldn't have left that damn saw outside all night. I bet someone stole it." I was relieved when I opened the door and saw him holding it in his hand. "Hi Katie- Just wanted to let you know I was getting this- I'll try to get it back tonight." "No problem," I said. "Jack won't even be back from his trip until day after tomorrow, and I'm sure not going to use it." Rex laughed. "OK, thanks." "Want to come in for a cup of coffee?" "No, but I'd like to use your phone if you don't mind." I invited Rex in and settled back into my paper and coffee while he made his call. It was odd, but I had the distinct impression something was distracting him during his phone conversation. He seemed to be paying little attention to the person on the other end of the line. I noticed he kept looking at me, and several times asked the person on the other end of the line "What was that?" or "I'm sorry, could you tell me that again?" Finally, it dawned on me that he was staring at my legs. The jersey came about midway down to my knees, so he had a nice view of my legs. I get a lot of compliments on my legs- I swim 4-5 times a week. Lately, I had been spending a lot of the time in the yard and already had the start of a pretty good tan.

I was a little flattered to know that he was checking me out, and I was amused with the way I was disrupting his phone conversation. When he hung up, I said "Something wrong Rex? You seem to be a little distracted." I said it with a flirtatious smile. I think it embarrassed him a little, but I also think he was a little miffed at being caught- maybe a little resentful because I recognized I had an effect on him. "No, but you a tease with those legs of yours," he retorted. Now it was my turn to be a little miffed- I certainly hadn't intended to tease him. But now he was asking for it. "These old things?" I asked, slightly exaggerating my native Southern drawl. With that, I pulled the jersey up a little higher and caressed the tops of my legs. "Umm umm umm!" he said. "I hope Jack don't find out you go around flashing men like that." I think it was at this point I had my first inkling that there was at least a potential for me to lose control of myself. Instead of stealing glances at my legs like he had done while on the phone, he was now brazenly staring at them. Instead of feeling self-conscious or nervous, I realized I was getting a little excited by his attention. I continued to caress them, and I actually saw him lick his lips. "I just shaved them last night. . . nice and smooooooth," I said, as I ran my hands slightly up under the jersey, and back down toward my knees.

In retrospect I realize what happened next foreshadowed the rest of the morning. Without asking permission- without any small talk, he just walked over, leaned down, and put his big black hand on my thigh. Reflexively, I clenched my knees together and tensed up. He rubbed up and down in a small area for a moment. "Ummm, that is nice" he said, looking into my eyes. I think I could have put a stop to everything right then if I had just protested, or perhaps grabbed his hand and removed it from my leg. However, an unmistakable and familiar tingle shot from his hand up to my groin and nipples. My breathing quickened. Then, instead of signaling my disapproval, I found myself, almost as if in a dream, relaxing and opening my legs slightly. Rex took this as a signal of my permission to continue- and to go further. His hand moved from the top of my leg, inside to my thigh. His strokes increased in length until he was caressing from my knee up to the hem of my jersey. I closed my eyes. An involuntary sigh escaped my lips. I settled back in the chair, reclining further, and spread my legs a little wider. Now both his large hands were between my legs, rubbing up and down the full length of my legs from my ankles, up to my jersey. Then, much to my delight I must confess, I felt his hands begin to explore higher. His hands pushed up underneath the jersey and he caressed the sensitive area of my inner thighs, stopping just short of my panties. It was at this precise moment that I knew he would have me if he wanted me. And I knew I was powerless to resist.

Moreover, I knew I desperately wanted him. Not that he needed any encouragement or permission, but I wanted to signal my willingness. I lifted my ass off the kitchen chair and pulled the jersey up to my waist. My white cotton panties were now exposed to his full view. The air imparted a cool sensation to my crotch, and I realized I was wet. I settled back into the chair and closed my eyes again. Rex's long fingers delicately traced the elastic leg holes of my panties. When he got to the outsides, his fingers slipped under the elastic until they were flattened against my hips underneath my panties. His hands moved around toward the back. I lifted my ass slightly until he was cupping my ass cheeks. He kneaded my ass with his strong hands, and I moaned. Rex left one hand on my ass, and his other hand moved to my crotch. An electric charge shot through me as his hand came to rest on my pussy. He began to massage my pussy lips through the thin cotton fabric. Meanwhile, his other hand continued to squeeze my ass. I always play with my nipples when I pleasure myself. Oftentimes the urge will strike me to do the same when my husband is fingering me or going down on me. For some reason though, I have always been too self conscious to play with my nipples with him watching. Things were different with Rex however. In one swift motion I whisked the football jersey over my head and threw it on the floor. I leaned back and unabashedly massages my breasts, occasionally stopping to pinch my erect nipples. Rex continued to rub me through the panties for a few moment, then he slipped a couple of fingers underneath and entered my wet, willing pussy. I gasped again, and knew that I was close to climax, even though he hadn't even touched my clit yet. My excitement was fueled as I looked down and saw his coal-black hands contrasted against my fair skin and my white panties.

However, before I could cum, Rex's hand left my pussy and I felt him tug at the waistband of my panties. I lifted my ass off the chair once again and he pulled the panties down and then off. I was now totally naked and exposed to him, while he was still fully clothed. He now began to work my pussy in earnest. Two or three fingers of one hand worked in and out of my pussy, while the thumb and index finger of the other mauled my clit. I pinched both my nipples hard as a powerful orgasm ripped through my body. His hands left my wet box only after the last shudder subsided and I sighed a deep sigh. I don't particularly enjoy giving head to my husband. But every once in a while he will meekly ask, and I will oblige him. I was already realizing that the contrast between Rex and my husband was not limited to skin color. Rex was more assertive, forceful. He was the type to take what he wanted without asking. He pulled his pants and underwear down to his knees and moved to stand beside me until his cock was a few inches from my face. "Suck my cock bitch", he commanded.

Now, I would not ordinarily tolerate any man talking to me like that. But Rex's take charge attitude thrilled me. I wanted to suck his cock. I needed to suck his cock. I don't buy stereotypes, but his black cock was impressive. My husband claims to be about six inches. Rex had to be at least half again as large, and it was not fully erect. I took his tool in my hand and stroked it a few times, slowly. I could feel it pulsate as he hardened to my touch. Most of the shaft was a dark brown, slightly lighter than the rest of his body. The head actually had a reddish hue to it. The looseness of the skin made me realize I was looking at my first uncircumcised cock. I reached my other had around to cup his ass cheeks and pull him closer until I could take him into my mouth. His cock had a salty taste, and a much stronger flavor than my husband's. He began to fuck my face. With one hand I massaged his strong black loins, and with the other I cupped his balls. I gently massaged them as I sucked his cock He reached down and played with my titties while he enjoyed my blow job. On the rare occasions when I blow my husband, he always asks if he can cum in my mouth. On the even rarer occasions when I say "yes", I run to the bathroom afterwards and spit it out.

However, as I hefted Rex's full balls, I knew I wanted the contents in my mouth, and down my throat. I also knew Rex well enough by now to know he wouldn't bother asking. Sure enough, when the intensity of his thrusting began to build, he merely put his hands on my hand and pulled me deeper onto his dick. I moved a hand from his balls and grasped the base of his cock, adding a stroking motion in concert with the face-fucking he was giving me. I felt his cock-head swell slightly in my mouth and I knew he was ready. I took him as deeply as I could and held him there. My hand continued to stroke his shaft, and my tongue concentrated on the sensitive underside of his glans. His horse-cock erupted in my mouth, and gobs of salty cum hit the back of my throat. I gagged for a split second, but then regained control of myself. I swallowed his thick goo- one gulp, two gulps- three gulps- and finally he was done. I pulled him out of my mouth. I firmly milked his cock and a couple of large drops of pearly fluid appeared at his slit. I licked them up with my tongue. I savored the texture and taste for a moment before moving the fluid to the back of my throat and swallowing it too. Rex stepped back and kicked off his shoes, then pulled his pants all the way off. Next, he removed his golf shirt, and except for his socks, he was totally naked too.

Unashamedly, I played with myself as I eyed his beautiful ebony body. His was more toned than my husband. Nice chest and abs. Fine, very curly hair on his chest. Big strong arms. "I believe I'd like me some of that white pussy now," he remarked matter of factly. "But you gonna have to ask me for it," he added. I was a little surprised. I guess I thought he would be satisfied with his blow job, and I would escape this dreamlike morning without "going all the way" and committing the ultimate unfaithful act. However, the lust he had stirred in me had not subsided. I didn't have to deliberate for a second. As I said before, I had realized earlier that I was somehow powerless to resist this man. "Please baby," I said, "Please fuck me with your beautiful black cock." "Get down on all fours and show me that pussy" he ordered. I moved over into the den, which is carpeted, and did as he ordered. I got on my hands and knees and presented myself to him. Once again, without any shame, I reached back between my legs and played with my pussy, pausing to spread my swollen lips so as to give him a better view. "There's just one thing baby," I purred. "I need to run upstairs and get a condom." I had been off the pill for about 4 months, and Jack and I had been relying on condoms for birth control. "I ain't wearing no rubber," Rex said. "Come on baby, I know you want some of this," I said as I opened my pussy to his view once again. "Yeah, and I know you want some of this bitch," he said, as he knelt behind me and slapped his big cock playfully against my ass cheeks.

A thousand thoughts rushed through my head. I felt sure I could stop him if I had too. But what if it was a choice of no rubber, or none of that magnificent cock? What if I got pregnant? What if I caught some disease? If not AIDS, there were plenty of others. But I realize now I was truly incapable of rationale thought at that point. I was absolutely in heat for this big black stud. I was going to have that cock inside of me no matter what. "Can you at least pull out before you cum?" I asked. "Maybe," he said. And with that, I threw caution and common sense to the wind. I reached back between my legs and found his massive member. I started guiding it toward my willing- no, my eager pussy. "Fuck me baby, please!" I begged. With that, Rex shifted slightly until his cock was poised at my moist entrance. An electric charge surged through my body as I felt his cock-head brush against my pussy. Rex teased me for a bit, rubbing his cock up and down my wet slit. Once or twice his fat head just parted my swollen pussy lips- I moaned and tried to work my way back onto his dick, but he pulled away each time. "Please baby, please put it in me" I begged. "What's a matter, don't Jack keep you happy with his dick?" "No baby, I need your big black cock inside me, not his little dick. Please, please fuck me Rex." Why I felt compelled to belittle my husband, I still don't know. However, at that moment I was speaking honestly. And with that, Rex's thick head parted my lips once again. I shifted on my knees so that my ass moved back toward him. Slowly he began to spear me with his big black meat. I honestly think I would have been in pain if I hadn't have been so damned wet and horny. But as it was, his thick cock entered my willing pussy effortlessly. Not only was he thick, but he was long. So much so that I felt a twinge of discomfort as he bottomed out against my cervix. He stopped and held himself there for a moment, his dark meat fully buried in my white pussy. I savored the sensations. I felt so full, so fulfilled. I realized my husband's dick had always been adequate when I was horny, but it was more like he was scratching an itch for me. Rex on the otherhand, totally consumed my cunt, filling me to the max. I felt Rex's strong, slightly callused hands caress my ass cheeks, then move around to grab hold of my hips. I contracted my pussy around his cock as if to urge him on, and sure enough, Rex began a slow fucking motion. I was so full, so stretched, I could feel every inch of his beautiful black cock. I reveled in the texture of it- the veins, the bulbous head- as he fucked me from behind.

Every once in a while he would pull completely out of my pussy, tease my pussy lips for a second, then take aim and plunge into me again. Each time he did this his rhythm increased until finally he was fucking me hard and fast. I began to feel his low, full balls slap against me. I reached back and teased them with my fingernails each time he bottomed out inside me. I marveled at his hardness. I wondered if my husband could have gotten it up so soon after cumming in my mouth. I wondered if I cared. I wondered if I could ever enjoy his average cock again after being taken by this big black stud. Rex pulled out and paused for a moment. I felt a finger dip into my pussy. Then his cock returned to my eager hole and he began to fuck me again. I shivered as I felt his finger at my asshole. Gently, he rubbed it around my puckered hole. His finger was slippery and suddenly I realized why he had stopped to dip it into my pussy. I heard and then felt him dribble some spit from his mouth, scoring an almost perfect hit on my asshole. His finger returned and with the aid of the additional moisture, he began to probe me ever so slightly. I found myself involuntarily tensing my hole, and I deliberately tried to relax it. In a moment, I felt the tip of Rex's finger slip in. He held it there for a while, then withdrew it to scoop up some more lubrication from my pussy. That, and a little more spit, and he effortless reinserted his finger. It felt like he was at least up to the first knuckle. Rex repeated this process several times, until he was able to get his finger all the way up my ass. The feeling was indescribable. Whereas before, I felt totally consumed by his big cock in my pussy, the addition of his finger in my ass took me to yet another level. He was now filling me in two places, and I was loving it.

I felt a warmth sweep over me, and a familiar tingle welled up inside me. I shuddered hard as I came, my pussy and ass involuntarily clenching around Rex's cock and finger. I never would have predicted in a million years, what happened next. Rex was steadily fucking my pussy, and had his finger buried up my ass. "That feels so fucking good baby," I moaned, wondering if I could build to yet another orgasm. "You ain't felt nothing yet girl," Rex replied. Rex removed his finger from my ass, and gave my pussy another couple of strokes with his big black cock.

Then, I felt his plum-like head brush against my wrinkled asshole. I should take a minute and explain- I never, ever let my husband fuck me in the ass. The one time he got up the nerve to ask me I wouldn't even consider it. I cannot really explain the effect my black lover had on me that day. All I can say is that I was in the depths of a lust, the likes of which I had never experienced before. I was so in love with his beautiful cock at that moment, I wanted to totally consume it in every way possible. I had already had it in my mouth, then my pussy. Now, more than anything I had ever wanted, I wanted his big cock in my ass. Would he ask permission? Not likely I thought. Perhaps he would make me beg for it though, and if so, I was more than willing. I felt him spit again, then I felt his head settle on my puckered hole. Without a word being said by either of us, he began to push against my virgin hole. I tried to clear my mind, and consciously relax my splincter. "Push back a little, like you's takin' a shit," Rex commanded. This surprised me a little- I didn't see how me pushing out would help him get in, but I did as he said, and sure enough it seemed to ease the way.

Now, I'm not going to lie and say it was painless. However, the pain was short-lived. There was a sharp pain as he pushed with earnest, and then in an instant I felt his bulbous head force its way past my tight outer ring. Once it was past, the pain was gone. He stopped and we both rested for a few moments. He applied some more spit and pussy juice then grabbed my hips for leverage. I felt him begin to push again. There was no pain at all at this point, just an incredibly full sensation, and a slight friction between his swollen head and my rectum. He eased himself into me gradually, stopping several times to pull back slightly and apply a little more of his spit and my juices. Then, without warning, I felt his ball sack crush against my pussy and I realized he was fully inside my ass! Due to his length, he couldn't bury himself completely in my pussy. However, my ass was able to accommodate every last inch of his beautiful black stick. "I love your cock Rex," I found myself saying.

My black lover merely grunted and began to withdraw from my ass. My ass transmitted a multitude of pleasurable sensations as his cock moved within it. Then, I felt his big head meet resistance when it reached my tight splincter again. However, Rex stopped before pulling completely out. He spit some more, then began filling me again. Soon, Rex was slowly fucking my ass, in and out. I guess he kept this up for about two or three minutes. Then, I felt his head against my splincter again, except this time he didn't stop. I felt him pulling completely out of me. My disappointment was short-lived however, as I felt him prepare to invade my ass yet again. This time, it was much easier for him to penetrate me and I felt no pain. He pulled out and reinserted his cock several times, and I discovered that the sensation of each entry was more pleasurable than the actual fucking once he was inside my ass. Something about that fat cockhead forcing its way in really made me tingle each time.

After teasing me for a while like this, he finally plunged completely into my ass and resumed fucking me. This time his tempo was faster, and as his balls began to slap against my wet pussy it occurred to me that he might be working up to cumming in my ass. I wondered what that would feel like, and I realized that at least from the standpoint of getting pregnant, that was a safer option than having him cum in my pussy. Yes, I actually considered that rational proposition and pondered it for a minute. That's what makes what happened next so bizarre- so unexplainable. "Rex baby?" "Yeah?" "You know you can do whatever you want with me, but what I would really like is for you to turn me over and finish in my pussy." I can't explain it and I won't try. But I needed to feel his big black cock pulsating in my pussy, and even more, I needed to have his sticky goo deep up inside my pussy. Maybe it was the extreme risk- maybe it was some primordial instinct, but for whatever reason, I absolutely craved his jizz inside my womb. Rex answered by pulling out of my ass one last time.

I rolled over onto my back and spread my legs for my black lover. It was the first good look I had had of him in a while. His beautiful ebony body was glistening with sweat. He moved between my legs, supporting himself on his elbows. To myself, I noted the stark contrast of his almost coal black body laying between my white legs. I felt his cock-head knocking at my pussy. Without the aid of his hand or mine, he found his mark and split my pussy wide once again. I sighed, and reached down to grab his sweaty black ass with both hands. I pulled my black lover deeper into me, then consummated the act by raising my legs and locking them around his back above his ass. He strained to arch his mouth downward, and with one hand he pushed my breast up. As his teeth found my erect nipple I surrendered myself to my third orgasm of the day. Shortly after I came, I detected his breathing getting heavier. I saw the strain building in his face as his muscles tightened and his veins bulged. His mouth moved to mine and I opened it wide to receive his tongue. He probed my mouth deeply for a moment, then sucked part of my breath away before raising himself up on his arms and grimacing. As I felt the first throb from his massive member, I clutched his ass, desperately pulling him as deeply into me as possible. He came violently, but without much sound. I tightened my legs around him and squeezed hard, desperately yearning for every last drop of his precious fluid, and wanting it as deep inside me as possible. At last, the throbbing subsided and he lowered himself onto me, crushing my breasts beneath his dark, strong chest. We lay silently for several minutes. He breathed slow and deep, next to my ear, while I gently stroked his back and caressed his ebony ass cheeks.

Finally, as his erection began to subside inside me, he dismounted. Rex got up and went to the kitchen where he dressed without speaking. Only after I heard the door shut behind him did I get up and head to the shower. I did not douche, as was my usually practice after sex with my husband. Some 3 hours later I sampled my pussy with my fingers and found his pungent aroma still present. It aroused me, and even though my pussy was a little sore from the fucking he gave me, I pleasured myself on the bed I share with my husband and came for the fourth time that day. It's been over a week since Rex took me. I still have sex with my husband, but I find myself wishing he could be a little more forceful, a little less meek. And yes, a little bigger. I haven't heard from Rex since. I don't want to be unfaithful to my husband. I think I can resist the temptation with almost anyone else. In fact I am sure of it. However, I am equally sure that I will drop to my knees and offer my pussy, ass and mouth to Rex and his beautiful black cock as often as he wants it. By the way, in case you are curious, my period came on schedule two days ago. So, Rex did not get me pregnant. At least not yet.