Seeing big cocks in porn made me want to try one. (pt 2) My first BBC

Len was to be a onetime experiment and I never planned to have sex with a black man.

He stood next to my table at the coffee shop. He had asked to share my table because the place was full that day. I had nothing nasty in my mind when I agreed to let him sit with me, but as I looked at him something changed. I found myself looking at the big bulge in his pants rather than at his face. He noticed it also and smiled. He was about 6’2” and I guessed his weight to be somewhere between 190 and 195. He was well dressed. He was a very good looking black man. He appeared to be a little younger than me. I felt a little moisture between my legs.

We each took a few drinks of our coffee. “Thanks for letting me sit with you.” We introduced ourselves. His name is Jerome. He works in an office about a block from there and lives in an apartment within walking distance. We chatted about things, just in general. Then out of the blue he said, “I like you and you are very pretty. Would you have supper with me?” I held my hand up, showing him my wedding ring. He smiled, “I asked if you would like to have supper with me, not if you were married.”

My mind immediately told me that he was not so much asking to take me to dinner as he was saying he wanted to fuck me. My crotch got wetter. I knew that I had never thought about having sex with a black man. Actually my thoughts had always been that I would not consider it. At that moment my mind was picturing his black body on top of mine and what I was sure was his big black cock plunging in and out of my white cunt. My panties were now soaking wet. I was having great sex with Len, but again I started to picture all the porn I had watched with my husband and how excited the women in them were when they were being fucked by a black man.

I was about to tell him no, but what came out of my mouth was different. “I can’t tonight.” He smiled and placed his hand on mine. “Meet me here tomorrow night at six. I’m a great cook. I can make you something you will love at my apartment if you like.” I quietly told him OK. We exchanged cell phone numbers. We got up to leave. As I walked away I looked down and saw a big wet spot on the chair, waiting for the next person to sit in it if they did not notice it.

On my way home I was thinking if I could go thru with it. Len was only going to be a onetime experiment but we had now been together several times and I was enjoying being with him and his massive manhood. Ron was oblivious to the fact that I was cheating on him. My phone dinged and I looked at the text message. “I am really looking forward to tomorrow night, Jerome.” What excuse could I give Ron to be able to go out and probably not get home till late?

At breakfast the next morning I told Ron, “Some of my friends want to have a girl’s gab session tonight. Is it OK if I go? I’ll make you supper first. Sally is going to make a meal for all of us.” Ron said that he was cool with it and that I should have a good time.

That afternoon I dressed as usual but put a much sexier blouse in my car so I could change on the way. I fed Ron a hot turkey sandwich with gravy and mashed potatoes. He likes that. Then I was off. On the way, I stopped in the parking lot of a closed store and removed my blouse and bra and put on the sexy one. It showed a lot of cleavage and was thin enough to show my nipple bumps. Len had bought it for me. Ron had never seen it.

I arrived at the coffee shop right at six. Jerome was there already. He was dressed very much like the day before. He may have come straight from work. He stood as I approached and we both sat. We had not even finished our coffee when he said, “Shall we go to my apartment now. I made lasagna. It’s in the oven and I don’t want it to burn.” We walked to his apartment. When we went in, I noticed how good the lasagna smelled. We started with a small salad and then he got the main course. Looking at it, I could tell that he had not just bought a frozen one at the store. It was delicious. He really was a good cook. Dessert was a stacked pudding of layers of chocolate and French vanilla.

After we finished, he put the dishes in the sink. “Excuse me for a minute. I am going to get out of this monkey suit. I have to wear it at work but I want to wash up and get more comfortable.”

When he came back I was just finishing putting the dishes in the dishwasher and turning it on. He thanked me. He was now dressed in baggy shorts and wearing a T-shirt that said, “Once you go black, you never go back!” He was also carrying something else. “You look very sexy just the way you are but I bought you something. Go in the bathroom and put it on.”

I came out of the bathroom wearing a sheer white babydoll nightie and matching skimpy panties. “You look fantastic. Do you like it?”

“It’s beautiful but I sure can’t let my husband see it.”

“Have you been with many black men?”

“I’ve never been with one. You’re the first.” I knew there was no backing out now. I walked over to him and dropped down. “I want to see what I’m here for.” I reached out and pulled his shorts down. No underpants, I didn’t expect he would have any on. Yes, he was hung. I reached out and grasped his half hard manhood. After just a few strokes, he was fully erect. He was about the same length as Len, but a little thicker and the head was even thicker than his shaft. I got a mental picture of how much bigger they both were than my husband. His balls were huge. I wondered if that meant that he would produce a large load of cum. I leaned forward and kissed the wet tip.

“Have you cheated on your husband before?”

I quietly answered, “I have been with one other man.”

He took my hand and lifted me to my feet. “Let’s go to my bed. It will be much more comfortable.” We walked down the hall and into his room. It was masculine but attractive and of course it had a king sized bed. He removed the nightie but left my panties on. I got on the bed as he removed T-shirt. His shorts had been left on the living room floor. Jerome started kissing my neck and sucking and licking around my ear and lobe. He really knew what a woman likes. Next he worked his way down to my breasts. My nipples were erect and hard. After a lot of attention there he continued across my stomach and probed my navel with his tongue while giving my tits attention with his firm hands. He was in no hurry and I was getting more turned on by the minute and starting to breathe hard.

I spread my legs wide, letting him know that I wanted him to go there next. He accepted the invitation. I reached down with both hands and spread my outer pussy lips wide apart. First the tip of his tongue flicked back and forth over my clit. Then his lips encircled my bud and sucked it into his mouth. His tongue rubbed against it more firmly as he sucked. I quickly reached my first orgasm, a nice little one. My hands went behind his head and held his mouth tightly against me as I moaned and pushed my mound up against him.

He used his strong arms to reposition us. He rolled me over and I found myself in the 69 position with me on top. I rocked my hips against his face, causing his mouth to go from my clit to my asshole and back again, over and over. My mouth encircled his massive cockhead and slid half way down his black shaft. I started rapidly fucking his cock with my mouth. We were both moaning at that point. I took a little more in my mouth. Then he held my head and pulled me firmly onto him. I gagged a just little, one time. Then my nose was against his pubic bone and his shaft was fully in my throat. He lifted his face long enough to say, “Oh fuck yes. Take it. Take my cock . Take all of it. Yessss.”

I felt him pressing his finger against my asshole. I pushed his hand away. He put it back and I pushed it away again. He did not put it back again. I was having to work hard to breathe with him in my throat but I had learned how to do it with Len. Then it happened. His ball sack tightened and his cock swelled even a little thicker. He took his hands away. I could pull off, but I didn’t. I let his cum spew into my mouth and drip out around his shaft. I swallowed as fast as I could. Of course this brought me to my next orgasm. My girl cum filled his mouth and he also swallowed.

I kept sucking his cock. It only went partly soft. Several minutes later he was hard again. “Fuck me now. Fuck me hard with your big black cock.” I thought back to all the porn. Almost all the time, black men were sexually very aggressive and often mean, while saying all kinds of nasty things to and about the white woman he was fucking. Jerome was not like that. He may not have been concerned that he was in bed with a married woman but I felt that my pleasure was as important to him as his pleasure was.

He positioned himself between my legs and his dick found my wet hole. A couple of inches went in and then a couple more till he was fully buried inside me. Having a big cock pushed into me no longer hurt but I still felt how widely I was being stretched and how deeply I was being probed. I was still surprised that I could take as big of a cock as Len and Jerome had. He started dicking me with long deep strokes. After several minutes I started telling him to do it harder and faster. He was happy to oblige. His balls were slapping against my ass cheeks and his pubic bone was crushing my clit. He moved me to my hands and knees and re-entered me from the back, doggy style. Jerome started to push his thumb into my butt hole but again I stopped him. He kept pounding my sensitive pussy for ten minutes or more. We were both starting to work up a sweat. Then he growled, held his weapon deep in me and splashed my insides with his seed. It brought me to another orgasm, a good one. I quickly moved down and sucked him clean.

We lay side by side as we came down from our carnal highs. Jerome was softly rubbing my chest. I could easily have fallen to sleep I was so relaxed. My mind realized that Jerome’s cock did not physically feel any better than Len’s but that there was also a forbidden thrill of doing something that large numbers of people would be very upset by, a white woman having interracial sex with a black man, and not giving a fuck about it. I looked at the clock and it was after midnight. I had to get home. I rolled to him and kissed him on the lips. Then I got out of bed, went to his bathroom and cleaned up. I put on the clothes that I had on when I left home and put my sexy blouse and the sexy nightie in the small bag that I had with me.

“Wait a minute. I have one more thing I want to give you.” He reached into his night stand and pulled out a necklace and handed it to me. Hanging from it was a black spade, like on playing cards. In the middle of the heart was the letter Q. I recognized that symbol as meaning the queen of spades, which indicated a white or Asian woman who is hooked on sex with black men. I thanked him and put it with the nightie. I knew that I would never be able to wear it in public. “I hope you will want to come back soon.”

Ron was still up waiting for me. I sat with him. “Did you have fun tonight?”

“I always enjoy spending an evening with my girlfriends.” Technically that was not a lie. I do when I do.

“Let’s go to bed. I’m horny.”

We got in bed but I convinced him that what I was really in the mood for was giving him a blowjob. I knew I was still too stretched out to let him fuck me. I gave him a real good BJ and sucked his cum down. He was more than satisfied. I was thinking about how small my husband’s cock was.

For two days, I thought about both Len and Jerome. I knew I could not have the time to keep both of them satisfied. I called Len and told him that I was worried that my husband was starting to be suspicious and that I would not be spending any more time with him. He was disappointed but said that he understood. Then I called Jerome and told him that I could come over the next evening. He was very happy.

I wore my new necklace around the house all day. I took it off when Ron came home and I made him supper. On my way to Jerome’s, I put it back on.
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