i'll answer in the general sense of having sex with other men rather than black men specifically, since it no great difference for me whether they're black or white or whatever (though my preference is white/european men). having sex with other men has been a very exciting change in our marriage at a time when things had gotten stale and dull. it's opened my eyes to new sexual experiences and has made me more confident about my body, my sexual needs and more sexually inclined. before we started hubby and i had sex once or twice a month. far less than he was happy with and even that seemed too much for me. i'd gotten into a habit of saying no, and i had no idea why.
we had one of those sobering talks. the ones where you think it might all be over. neither of us wanted it to end, obviously but it was clear that neither of us were all that happy either. the lack of sex was a large part of that, and i had to admit that was mostly down to me. i made no effort, no advances and most of the time i refused. i don't even know why. i enjoyed it when we did it but for some stupid reason i would always say no. i realised that my constant rejection had changed the sexually confident man i'd fallen in love with into this passive, weak, and lacking man who didn't know where he stood most of the time. it hurt when i realised what i'd done to him.
we decided to change all that and reignite the passion we used to have for each other. that included, watching porn together, making up and sharing fantasies, playing with toys, role playing etc. it ass wonderful and we had lots of fun.
anyways, as part of the fantasies, it became clear to me that most of his, if not all, revolved around me fucking other men. similarly i found i could enjoy those fantasies quite easily and when he prompted me to add to them i would describe the other guys, how they made me feel, what i wanted to do to them, what i wanted them to do to me.
i shared my reservations with him, worried that all he ever talked about was me fucking other men. but when we tried other fantasies, they just didn't get as intense as the ones we both really enjoyed. it was the same with porn. we always seemed to end up watching videos around the same theme. not cuckolding specifically, but mainly watching an amateur video of a wife being shared with another man. that developed into videos of women fucking a group of men. and in our fantasies we always ended up with me taking on a group of guys. some times strangers, sometimes guys we knew. i loved imagining all the slutty and nasty things i would do with them and loved seeing how hot hubby got when i described my cravings to be taken anally, have cum in my mouth and swallow, get double penetrated, be passed around the room, be a dirty slut for his friends, my friends, even family members. i loved it and those fantasies become a big part of our live and definitely reignited a fire i hadn't realised was close to burning out.
anyways, despite reassurance from him that he'd never pressure me to do it for real, and despite my own promises to myself i wouldn't be tempted - we eventually took the plunge. it was every bit as intense, exciting and pleasurable as our fantasies had made it. in fact i would say that the fantasies beforehand was a kind of foreplay that made me more keen and eager to try out those experiences. i tried all the things i would fantasise i did with other men. anal. cum swallowing. double penetration. gangbangs. black guys. white guys. large cocks. even larger cocks. fucking strangers. fucking hubby's friends (not all, just the ones we trust to keep their mouths shut, lol). going to swingers/sex parties. basically doing all the wild things i imagined for myself.
part of that experience has been the pleasure of meeting a few guys that i can best describe as alpha males, lol. quite dominating, firm and know how and when to push my limits. i love the experiences i've had with them and the patience they've shown in training me up (can't think of any other words to describe it, really). i've learned to really love and appreciate a man's cock and balls, really enjoy licking and sucking cock. not even just because he enjoys it, but because i too enjoy it. i'm actually disappointed now when i guy rushes me while i'm sucking him off, or rushes himself! i much prefer a guy to just lean back, splay his thighs and just let me take my time and have fun exploring his size, his smell, his taste. you could say i've developed a bit of a craving, lol, and there've been a fair few times when i've given a guy a booty call just so i could go over and have his cock in my mouth for a bit!
they've taught me not to be scared of a larger cock, and given enough time to get suitably moist, i can comfortably take 8 inches. well, it's still struggle, lol. i'm only petite and hubby is just over 4 inches. but despite the pain of the last couple of inches, i find i *really* want it all in me. filling me. stretching me. hurting me in that sweet-painful way a large cock.
and i love a guy to go anal with me, as long as he approaches me in the right moment, of course!
what this has all meant is that my sex life has sky rocketed to other dimensions. but it's not me alone. hubby and i have far more sex now than before. he gets blow jobs almost every day lol - even when he's not too keen and he's doing it just for me! hubby always gets to slide up my back passage because he's such a good hubby and a love him, and mostly, because his cute little 4 incher feels reaaaally good back there. we're much more affectionate with each other and maybe a bit sex-crazed at times. we share lots of "inside" jokes about our sexual adventures when others are around and they have no idea - i love giving him the signal that i'd really like to get on my knees and suck off the random guy i'm talking to, lol. or when he gives me the signal to dare me to see whether i can persuade the guy to take me back to his place and fuck me senseless (i wear a hijab outside and it's hilarious seeing the look of confusion on a guys face when he's trying to work out whether a seemingly conservative religious woman, with an obvious wedding ring, is really chatting him up!).
ok, so i kind of lost the point i was making while rambling on.
errm, my advice would be to make sure you go slow and do things that excite you both. i think i've had mostly good experiences which is why i'm putting things in a positive light. i know others have had problems. major ones. so play it by ear and communicate with each other.
this might sound like the opposite of what you'd expect to hear on a 'bbc' website, but don't get so obsessed with black men or black cocks. think more about what turns the two of you on and focussing on making sure you;re both happy. if there're problems, they won't come from it being a bbc or whatever. chances are they'll be from emotions one or both of you are feeling and can't handle. that can happen with whoever you invite into the safety and trust of your relationship.
anyways, i'm off. writing this has actually got me a little heated between the thighs and i need to entertain myself in ways the old me would've disapproved of, lol.
