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I was right. In less than five minutes he began to twitch as he mounted to a climax.

“Get ready, babe. It won’t be long.”

Loir stroked faster. She used both hands in a shuffling motion, one after the other. His huge erection was pointing right at her face.

“Ahhh, so good!” he moaned as the first stream of creamy semen erupted from his black penis. It hit her in the face, as did the second. He aimed his cock down a little and sprayed the next spurts over her cleavage, drenching her tits. She gave him a big smile, the cum dripping down her chin, while she licked his huge cock head and continued stroking his cock with both hands.

“Whew. Let’s go into the bedroom, babe. You know what I want now.”

I followed them into the room. Lori lay on her back on the bed. Horace took a swig of his drink, grinned at me, and straddled her until his penis was between her tits. She pushed them together and he began to fuck her breasts, well lubricated with fresh jism.

“Do you like that, slut?”

“Yes! Give it to me!”

He fucked rapidly for a few minutes and then slid back and pulled Lori’s thighs apart, he pushed her legs up on to his shoulders and inserted the huge tip of his organ into her wet, pink slit.

“Ahhhh,” she grunted as it went in, not stopping until he had plugged her to his pubic hairs. He kept it there a moment.

“Do you remember it now, babe?”

“God, yes. I love it! Fuck me, please!”

Horace didn’t disappoint her. He plowed into her forcefully, rattling the bed with his thrusts. It wasn’t’ look before Lori reached her first sexual peak. It was soon followed by another, and then one after another in quick succession. I’d never seen her cum like this.
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“Hey honey,” said Lori, looking at me in her sweet way, “I’ve got something to talk to you about.”

“What is it? ”

“We’re having a training class this week. A lot of people I haven’t seen in years are there.”

And since we both work for the same large company, I asked her “Anyone we know?”

“A few. And a couple of people I used to know.”

I raised my eyebrows. We’ve been married nearly 3 years, but together for almost 10. Of course Lori had many friends before that, including quite a few men she dated. I knew that some of them still worked for the company.

“Like who?”

“Johnny Brewster and Horace Newcomb.”

“Really?”

I was just a little surprised to hear this. Johnny and Horace had both dated Lori off and on for several years before I met her. Both were black.

“Did you see them?” I was beginning to wonder why she was telling me about this.

“Yes. Mostly Johnny, because Horace was tied up with the program most of the day.”

Lori has always been upfront with me about everything so I knew a fair bit about Johnny and Horace. She openly talked about them early on in our marriage. Both had been hot sexual relationships, with little or no emotional side. I knew from my own experience that Lori was rather submissive when it came to sex, and could imagine how virile black men might excite her.
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“Dammit!” “I want you to stay away from them damned black people”. Lola was tired of hearing her father swear about black people. She had gone to an integrated school and had several black friends. But her father was such a bigot ass, they never visited her house.

“Daddy, I am just going to a football game. Don’t be so prejudiced.” Lola was exasperated with her dad and his bigoted ways. She was living at home while attending Jr. College. That saved money plus the school was only 10 minutes away. She often wondered if the savings were worth it though.

Lola knew that her brother had left home after graduation because he had gotten tired of their father’s constant rant. Her brother had played football and basketball and had been friends with many of the black kids on the teams and at school. She knew that her brother had had sex with a couple of black girls from school.

Her brother Jock was a great physical specimen. Girls, black and white, were drawn to him. Besides his good looks, he had a great personality. Lola was just the opposite. She was very shy and introverted. Her body was very slender. Her hair was almost black and she wore it long. When she looked in the mirror she noticed her tits. Or lack of them. Mostly, she had nipples on top of very small breasts. Her nipples were very large though. Almost as big around as her thumb. Her butt was small but shapely. Her stomach was flat and she could see her ribcage. She weighed 99 pounds.

Lola had seen her brother fucking a black girl one time. She had come home from school and had seen Jock lying on the floor on his back with the girl on top of him. She had magnificent tits that were swaying in rhythm to their fucking. Lola had stepped back around the corner but hadn’t stopped looking.
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I’m a 37-year-old white guy called Nick and I’m happily married with two children. I currently work for a major financial services company in London, England. Life is good, very good in fact. I’m in a well-paid highly respected senior role looking after all the ex-pat traders who come to work here from all over the world. I get plenty of freedom at both work and home and the traders and I have loads of fun as a team out on the town.

It was one such night when I first met Karen, a settlement clerk from a bank located just down the road. We were drinking in a bar just along the road from our offices and she was there with a few friends. I saw her spike heeled shoes first, her bright red toenail polish and then her long legs, sexy short skirt with figure hugging blouse topped off by her long blonde hair and pretty face. Wow…she was really fantastic looking and I wasn’t the only one who had noticed. Two young guys in flashy suits were buying her and her friends champagne while they were standing at the bar chatting them up.

Oh well I thought, at least I get to look and I’m not having to lay out on expensive champagne to do it. I had a few drinks with the team and when it was time to leave I started walking down the steps to the street and there she was with two other girls trying to get a cab. Here was my opportunity I thought, “Want a lift girls?” I asked casually as I flipped the central locking on my black BMW parked outside as I spoke. They all looked at the car and then me before Karen said, “Where are you going then?” I smiled and said “I’m sure it’ll be your way…where are you trying to get to?” now she smiled too and said “I’m going to catch the train to Cambridge actually so a lift to Kings Cross Station would be great…is that OK?” I nodded and turned to her friends, wished them a good weekend and said goodbye.
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Diane arrived home from work on Friday afternoon and poured herself a glass of wine to try and unwind from the week and also to think about the evening to come. She had wanted Jack her boyfriend to master her and make her his slave for the evening. All she knew was she was to meet a black man for dinner and was left instructions on how to talk to him including how she was to touch him when he spoke to her and how to speak to him during dinner, when to call Jack and when not to call him.

Diane set on the side of the bed smoking a cigarette and downing her glass of wine thinking about how she was going to go through with this even though she had asked for it but had not been out on a date like this without Jack. She poured herself another glass and was becoming more excited thinking about the instructions she had, pleasing Jack and maybe before the night was out having a large black cock inside her.

She went in and started her bath water to shave her legs and her pussy smooth. She couldn’t help but be nervous and excited at the same time while in the bath and the wine was helping to calm her nerves. When she got out she put on the lacy white thong panties that she had laid out along with the short skirt that would show off her sexy ass. She pulled the low cut loose fitting silk blouse down over her perky 36c tits wondering if it would come off before she got back home that night. As she went in the closet to pick out her shoes for the evening she choose a pair of high heels that would show off her thighs as well as accentuate her ass. She looked in the mirror and thought what a sexy ass 40 year old woman
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Part 1

My wife and I have been married approximately 20 years, when she became bored. Our sex life had become routine, and quite unsatisfying for both of us. Personally I believe the reason we became bored was the fact that she was never willing to try anything new. Linda was, & still is an extremely beautiful woman. Linda, is five feet two inches tall.All of 125 pounds. Her measurements are 34 25 35. She has long light brown hair, and beautiful blue eyes. Her breasts are full and around her waist is tapered perfectly to her hips, and her ass is the most luscious piece of flesh I’ve ever seen on any woman, anywhere.

In the beginning of our relationship, Linda enjoyed experimenting, and fantasizing about almost all aspects of sexuality. At one point she was extremely excited about a fantasy that I told her about. It went something like this. Linda secretly always had a thing for beautiful large black men. She heard the stereotypical lines about black men having larger cocks then white men. We would lie in bed, naked at night before making love talking about what it would be like for her to be with a black man with an enormous cock, and me at the same time. Although we never did anything about the fantasy to bring it to life, it was extremely pleasing to both of us. Linda liked the idea of being slowly and lovingly taken by a black man as I watched, and participated at their invitation. In fact her fantasy was quite in-depth and detailed. She loved describing the way that his enormous black cock would slowly penetrate her dripping wet freshly Fucked pussy. She would suck the black man in her fantasy to full erection, as I ate her pussy, and then filled with my hot white semen.
Then after she’d reached her first orgasm at the end of my average white cock she would be penetrated by His blackness.
The cock of her fantasy was so enormous that it would take the man a good half an hour to fill her completely. The entire time he would slowly work the head in and out of her come filled vagina until the point where his testicles were slapping up against her ass. At this point in the fantasy things got a little wild. Her black lover would throw her legs up on his shoulders, and hammer himself into her as hard and as fast as was humanly possible until she reached the point of mind blowing explosive orgasm. The pedicle of delight in her mind, was to be doggie styled deep hard, and very fast. Whether in her fantasy her legs were wrapped around his waist, or thrown over his shoulders, or he Fucked her like a dog from behind it always brought explosive responses in our lovemaking.
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I have been sharing my wife for most of our ten year marriage, but never before last week had I seen her with a black man. A month ago a handsome black man named Jeff had started working as a security guard at the hospital where my wife is a nurse. When he started hitting on her, she succumbed almost immediately, she was so curious to see if all the rumors about black men’s prowess were true. She had surrendered only her mouth to him, however, dropping to her knees and blowing him in a storage room almost every night they worked together. She had told me all the details, including that the rumors were most definitely true, at least in Jeff’s case. As much as he wanted to get into her fine white pussy, he had not been willing to do it at our house with me watching; my wife finally talked him into it last Friday night.

I stayed out of the living room for a few minutes after I heard them come in the door; I wanted to let them at least get started in privacy. When I heard my wife start to moan, I silently slipped into the living room to watch the scene unfold. Jeff was a large muscular man. My wife and he were on the couch, kissing passionately, their tongues frantically dueling. He had her blouse unbuttoned and one large black hand was kneading the soft white flesh of her left boob as his other hand explored under her skirt. He continued to pleasure her breast as his hand forced its way past the elastic of her panties and he worked his fingers into her cunt. Their mouths were still plastered together and she was squirming and moaning into his mouth almost uncontrollably. When his finger found the love button of her clit, she popped her mouth off of his and let out a squeal. They had been at it only a few minutes and already she was on the brink of cumming. My wife grabbed Jeff’s head and pulled it to her heaving chest as she started to pant. “Oh yes, do it, do it, do it,” she pleaded as he continued to finger her and he roughly sucked her nipples. After just a few seconds, she arched her back, mashing her breasts into his face and grinding her crotch up into his straining fingers as she let out a shriek of orgasm. She came long and hard, then slackened in his arms.
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I’m going to tell you what happened to me and my wife Jennifer as it really happened. We went from mild swinging to…well, you’ll see. It’s all true.

You have to understand that Jenny is a beautiful gal. Actually, at 5′4″, 135lbs, long blonde hair and hazel eyes, she’s a stunner. And believe it or not, she’s got HUGE tits (38F) and yeah, they’re real. (She always makes me add that.). Jen also has great legs and a beautifully rounded ass. She just turned 28; I’m now 31.

Jen comes from an academic family. Her family and friends were pretty repressed about sex. In her college days some of her geek friends got together every now and again for some giggly liaisons, but she didn’t go for that type of scene. Perhaps because of her enormous breasts, she only wore sweats and other baggy outfits.

I come from a different background. I was considered the “bad-boy” type during the 80’s and 90’s. I was well known for getting it on with willing girls. When Jen and I met she was 18 and yearning to be free from the boredom of her restrictive life. It was the classic case of the repressed girl wanting to break out. For whatever reason, I was her ticket to fun and glamour. After thinking about it, and talking with me, she wanted me to introduce her to everything sex had to offer.

I started slowly. I had her shave and took her shopping for revealing attire. We went out on the town. She’d heard stories from girlfriends of their first times with guys who had the same amount of experience as they did, and they all were disasters. When we made love I made sure Jen had a great time. What I didn’t realize is that I was creating a monster.

Over the next few months we continued her “education.” She was very eager and took to all forms of erotic play like a fish to water. I then moved to Los Angeles. Jen felt cut off from the fun and freedom she had recently discovered. We stayed in contact and met for occasional weekend trips, which resulted in 72 hours of wall-to-wall sex.
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I was out of town on business and was staying at this blush hotel. After dinner I went to the bar to see what the bar scene was like. I barely sat down when a handsome man approached me saying, “Can I buy you a drink?” I look him over and agreed. He slid in next to me and we began to chat. I was wearing a low cut blouse to show off my cleavage and a short skirt to reveal a lot of leg for those guys who like legs. He very blatantly looked down my dress many times as I moved into position to give him as much view of my tits as I could without removing my blouse.

We had not been talking very long when he said that I looked very sexy and was I trolling. I did not answer him, I merely smiled back at him. He then said, “Are you wearing panties?”

Our conversation was making my pussy juice up and I figured that this guy would be a good lay so I responded, “Why don’t you check for yourself.” I moved my knees apart inviting this good-looking stranger to slide his hand up my thigh and directly onto my wet pussy. He had a finger in me instantly and was working my clit. Oh it felt so good; I whispered in his ear, “Yes I’m trolling for big cocks, especially black cocks. I want to be fucked as much as possible before I go home. Do you want to fuck me?”

His response was as he continued working my pussy, “Yes I would love to fuck you but I’m in a time crunch and for now, I would just like to finger fuck you.” I agreed and let him work his fingers in me as deep as he could without being too obvious.
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