Ladies how did you meet your first bbc

he and hubby had et at a training thing.. they had been talking for a year or so about it before I even knew,,, that's how it came outi came down one night and they were chatting and he tried to hide it so I was pissed and thought he was talking to some onther woman and blew up and thas when he showed me that it was a guy and let me see their conversation.. and that is how the whole thing came out,,, needle to sayi was pissed that he was talking to him about me having sex with him and showing him naked pics ofme and the next few weeks was very touchy but ater ALOT of talking about it and slowly came around and I started talking to hm afew a lot of begging from hubby.and slowly after ALOT of time almost two years went by I finally agreed to meet him he stuck with it ad held out an it was worth it and been meeting him since
 
A little step by step, I knew my huspand was into seeing me. We started putting some of my pics online, which on its own was a big step... We had been together since our teens, so he was my first. One black, swinger-experienced polite guy approached and complimented to my pics quite some time, and finally asked for me to join to a photoshoot. It was a huge leap, but I was very qurious and said yes. We agreed to make a shoot at a hotel room a month later....I met him, and after few glasses of wine I ended up naked in front of all lights and a camera, to the arms of a black guy (my huspand did the shoot). The shoot was kind of all positions, but just for the camera, not actual sex, so it was a huge tease to just stay still, feel the cock on my pussylips and the lights flashing. After the shoot, my huspand left with the camera-equipments, and the second the door closed, he turned me on my back and entered in me. It made a hot memory and started a row of many other good ones, but sure this first experience with crazy amount of exitement will always be special to me.
 
J and G said:
Husband brought up swinging and particularly BBC, a term unfamiliar to me then and something I had never considered. Before acting on it, I just started noticing black men more and they seemed to passively flirt with me. Maybe I had missed their cues before or I was just putting out a vibe that I was receptive to them.

I was at the mall one day. Used to go after the workplaces' lunch crowd was gone after 1pm. There was an attractive black guy ahead of me at Starbucks. I could tell he was checking me out. Guys think we don't notice. When I came out to sit at the outside mall tables, nice day, he opened the door for me. Followed me to a table and asked if he could sit with me.

"Sure, but there are a lot of other tables." Said he would rather sit and talk with an attractive woman than sit alone. I brought a book to read and didn't even open it. He flirted more but mainly we just talked surprisingly comfortably for strangers and odd circumstances.

He walked me to the parking garage to my car. Said it was nice meeting but then said he really wanted to get together. I told him I was married. He said he totally respected that, but asked if there were things I like to do that my husband didn't want to do. I said we used to go dancing before we got married. I like to dance but he doesn't.

Said he had a friend with a club downtown and we could go dancing even before it opened for the night. I told him, "Sure, anytime." He asked, "How about now?" I was free and nothing better to do and agreed.

Left my car there and we went in his. He had to stop at his condo first to make a call. Cellphones were still not as ubiquitous as they are now. So we went up. He did his call in his bedroom.

Came out with a couple glasses of red wine. I usually do not *******, but I sipped through. It was relaxing. He sat close to me on his couch and I was sure he was going to try to kiss me. I got up and walked to his window. Told him he had a great view. He said it was even better with me stand in there.

I must have blushed. Thought for a second and turned back and walked to him. I had planned to give him a kiss for the compliment. Whatever possessed me, I knelt before him and opened his pants with as much finesse as I could manage considering my sudden determination.

I took his manhood out and kissed it a few times and put it away. I had never seen a black penis before. Sat back next to him, a little unsure, nervous and maybe embarrassed. He gave me a sip of his second glass as I had finished mine by the window. Then he kissed me.

After finishing his glass of wine. He got up, took my hand, and led me to his bedroom. We stood and kissed and undressed each other. He was semi-erect and very large. I have been with quite a number of black men since. I know the myth is definitely not universally true, but there are true BBCs. His was, even in retrosoect, among the largest I have been with.

A sucked on him seemingly forever. I was a little scared to try him out, being so big and unsure about taking a black man inside me. So I kept orally pleasing him. He just was not cumming. Not losing his erection, but not cumming. It was getting tiresome.

He picked me up and put me on his bed and proceeded to mount me. I got cold feet and said that I couldn't. Felt bad, like a horrible tease, so I decided to orally finish him. But he just did not cum.

So, like at the window earlier, I just stopped, got up, and laid on the bed and asked him to join me. He got on me again. Asked me if I was sure. I just closed my eyes, nodded, and saud, "Uh-huh." Spread my legs some more and backed my knees up.

He teased my pussy with the swollen head of his cock. Asked me again if I wanted to do this. I just looked into his eyes and raised my as a little off the mattress toward his member as my approval.

He entered me. Just the head at first. I sighed in resignation that I was going to be fucked now, no turning back. He was so gentle, but also so thick. We kissed as his rhythms grew in depth and confidence.

At one point, I reached down to rub my clit, even though it was not too necessary as his girth was effectively tugging everything. I was so wet and I noticed he was going completely inside me. I came so hard. I thought I had organs before then, but it was obvious I didn't know a real one before. It was one of several. Who counts them?

After finishing, I was deletions with bliss and we went back to his living room. Did not even bother getting dressed. He got hard again and he looked huge in full light. I asked how he could recover so fast.

He said I had a banging body and the best ass. Told him we need to do something about that as I kissed him and lightly slapped his erect penis. I led him back to the bedroom that time.

Told him we had options. I could get dressed so my body was not on full display or..... He chose the latter.

I got back on the bed, this time on my knees. We earlier fucked for nearly an hour it seemed all missionary. He pushed my shoulders down and attempted to enter me from behind. I was too tight. Rolled over and he mounted me as before. No dice; I surprisingly couldn't accommodate him.

We saw each other quite often for months. My body could handle him easily all the time. But one day, his mom (who had a key too) came in while we were fucking. She saw my ring and asked if I was a married woman. I said I was. She told him she wanted her ******* to find a wife, but not someone else's. Said it was very un-Christian of me too. I saud that I was sorry to upset her but also that I was Jewish. Called me a Jew Whore. I dressed, left, and never played with him again.
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now that is one hot story
 
playfulwife said:
at a cheesy dance club the weekend after I turned 21
I always had a thing for black guys but never acted on it (the only man I was with was my husband until that night)
We had been talking about me exploring with other men for a while, and I had dated and hooked up with a few girls before that night, so it wasn't really unprecedented
was an amazing sleazy slutty hookup that rocked my world and opened my eyes!
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you rocked my world by putting "...an amazing sleazy slutty..." in the same sentence to describe your hookup.
Perfect!
 
ptownwhitney said:
he and hubby had et at a training thing.. they had been talking for a year or so about it before I even knew,,, that's how it came outi came down one night and they were chatting and he tried to hide it so I was pissed and thought he was talking to some onther woman and blew up and thas when he showed me that it was a guy and let me see their conversation.. and that is how the whole thing came out,,, needle to sayi was pissed that he was talking to him about me having sex with him and showing him naked pics ofme and the next few weeks was very touchy but ater ALOT of talking about it and slowly came around and I started talking to hm afew a lot of begging from hubby.and slowly after ALOT of time almost two years went by I finally agreed to meet him he stuck with it ad held out an it was worth it and been meeting him since
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sounds like you were a hard sell at first, and it's understandable, but nice to see you finally came around and enjoyed interracial sex while you're married.
have you given hubby a big hug and kiss for getting a black man on you and in you?
 
LisaSnow said:
One of my first nights out when I started university. I was at a club on the dancefloor and suddenly this big dark shade was standing behind me and put some huge hands on my hips. In less than an hour he was at my place showing me what real fucking was.
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just curious Lisa -and for the record- if it was a big white guy who put his big hands on your waist on that dance floor, would we be reading about the same result?
were you going to fuck anyone/someone that night? lol

Thanks for sharing your sexy story of initiation
 
Well, to be honest: at that point I would have taken the white guy home too, but the black guy did got me into something that really changed my (sex)life. And besides that: it was not just the fact that he put his big hands on my waist, but also the way he did it. For such a simple thing it felt so damn good:)
 
I was on a business trip in Atlanta!
Having a ******* at the hotel bar, and he started a conversation with me!
He showed a real interest in what I wanted to say, and after a few more drinks, I became more comfortable!
He persuaded me to let him come to my room.......just to talk, and you can guess the rest!
 
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