19 with three *******? must have had an early start.
(Ladies) How did your first BBC encounter come about?
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I’m trying! I really want to find a group that will use me that I can entertain
Show me those tits you little slut!!!
We were on vacation in Hawaii and we met him through Adult Friend Finder. I’ve been allowed by my my hubby for 20 plus years to play and I’ve never experienced such wonderful sex!!
My first black man was a friend of my husbands, My man and I had been married about 4 years and started talking about swinging, we started out with another woman who was Bi and she taught me all about sex with women, and we would fuck my husband all night long and eat each other out when he couldn’t get it up any more. She introduced us to many other bi women and he was in heaven with all that pussy, one day I told him I though we were going to swing with other men and women not just women, and so I said I wanted a man to join us, so one night he called me from the club he worked at after hours and said hey I’m bringing home a guy to play with us, and I said really, ok, and took a shower and got cleaned up. When they arrived I was in bed in a night gown, and he came in and kissed me and I said did you bring him with you, and he said yes, I said let me get my robe and Ill come out, he said no stay here just like you are, and he went and got his friend. I wasn’t expecting to see a tall black man, and he smiled when he walked in and they both came over to the bed and my husband kissed me and said well tonight is the night, and his friend rubbed my tits, and then he kissed me, his had went down to my panties, and I was wet before he touched me, he pulled my panties down and started eating my pussy while my man pulled my short gown over my head and started sucking my tits, soon his friend stood up took off his clothes and I seen the biggest cock I had ever seen, long thick and black, he came next to the bed and kissed me again, and I stroked his cock and put it in my mouth, my man was now eating me, and I was so wet and hot, I wanted him so bad, I pushed my husbands head away and pulled his friend next to me on the bed and he was soon rubbing his huge black tool on my pussy, we kissed and I told him I want you to take me, and soon he was filling me with his big cock, my man stepped back and watched drinking his whiskey and when his friend finished fucking me, my man took over, licked me and fucked me while his friend watched and drank, they took turns fucking me and watching each other all night long. That was the start of a very long relationship, and that’s how I happened to have my first black cock. He in time brought over some of his friends to play with me, and a few ladies as well. What a great start to my swinging relationship with my husband and other men.
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How long was it before you had sex with a black guy again.. ?
Does your husband know about your black lover(s) .. or are you cheating on him..?
this might be the longest sentence i have ever seen.
ChristyandJake
Couple
Oo I love my groups mmm kisses
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Does it matter? When it comes to enjoying black men everything is fair game
Absolutely beautiful, perfect way of life.
BeautifulOh, he knows and enjoys
LOVE those Lips
Bristolangela
Female
Posted this lots of times before but don’t mind going over it again, if I must lol
I have such fond memories of it all
January 1987 ( I think) RAF Brize Norton husband was away on exercise Hardfall in Norway I’d only been married a few months and living in a second floor married quarter flat Stanmore Cresent I think. He’d been away about two weeks it was really cold snow everywhere and I was really fed up so one Saturday morning I booked a hair appointment at the hairdressers in the same block where I lived to cheer myself up Once my hair was done I popped over the road to the local NAFFI supermarket to get some shopping and wine lol I did noticed this black guy in there but didn’t give him a second thought. He was at the till the same time as me and as I left he could see I was struggling with all the shopping and gentlemanly offered to help with a deep “can I help you ma’am”
At least 6ft 6in his massive arms just seemed to swallow my shopping up, of course I came over all unnecessary and said some ridiculous idiotic things as I tottered on my high heels on the short walk to my flat flicking my hair and sticking my bottom out, I established he was an American Airforce policeman based a little Rissington a few miles from Brize Norton and his wife had returned to California as she couldn’t stand the English weather, “Awwwe that’s a shame” I said, you must really miss her” really thinking other things Once at my flat he stopped at my door so I asked if he’d mind placing the shopping on the kitchen table, plan being offer him a coffee and get to know him a little. Somehow during the exchange of shopping of the last bag his forearm and my right breast came into contact and got a bit stuck our eyes met and for a brief second we froze,,,,, then kissed then passion just took over. Before I knew where I was I was bent over the kitchen table my white Aron sweater dress was up around my waist, my pink french knickers (fashionable in the eighties lol) and my opaque tights were down by knees and he entered me OMG!!! I though he was going to split me in two!!
His thrusts pleasured my senses in waves and I was unable to speak, mouth open but nothing came out! I just banged the kitchen table with my hand, he came quite quickly to be honest but his instinctive final push as he splattered warm semen on my cervix was deliciously painful. He collapsed on top of me and we just froze there. I was pinned to the table and couldn’t move, “oh man” he said “I so needed that.” He withdrew slowly even that was enjoyable but the noises where so embarrassing!!! There was a puddle of spunk on the floor!!! I turned and gave him gentle girlie kisses and tried to establish a time when we could meet again, he was guilt ridden and said he really didn’t know. Not me!!
I wanted more and soon! That very afternoon in fact lol tarted myself up and went round to his with some poor excuse or another.
There then followed a full blown affair at his flat and mine, as I indulged his lingerie fetish with my credit card from the house of Dorian ( the local ladies wear shop) several days I went to work quiet sore, I’d do anything to please him xxx
I have such fond memories of it all
January 1987 ( I think) RAF Brize Norton husband was away on exercise Hardfall in Norway I’d only been married a few months and living in a second floor married quarter flat Stanmore Cresent I think. He’d been away about two weeks it was really cold snow everywhere and I was really fed up so one Saturday morning I booked a hair appointment at the hairdressers in the same block where I lived to cheer myself up Once my hair was done I popped over the road to the local NAFFI supermarket to get some shopping and wine lol I did noticed this black guy in there but didn’t give him a second thought. He was at the till the same time as me and as I left he could see I was struggling with all the shopping and gentlemanly offered to help with a deep “can I help you ma’am”
At least 6ft 6in his massive arms just seemed to swallow my shopping up, of course I came over all unnecessary and said some ridiculous idiotic things as I tottered on my high heels on the short walk to my flat flicking my hair and sticking my bottom out, I established he was an American Airforce policeman based a little Rissington a few miles from Brize Norton and his wife had returned to California as she couldn’t stand the English weather, “Awwwe that’s a shame” I said, you must really miss her” really thinking other things Once at my flat he stopped at my door so I asked if he’d mind placing the shopping on the kitchen table, plan being offer him a coffee and get to know him a little. Somehow during the exchange of shopping of the last bag his forearm and my right breast came into contact and got a bit stuck our eyes met and for a brief second we froze,,,,, then kissed then passion just took over. Before I knew where I was I was bent over the kitchen table my white Aron sweater dress was up around my waist, my pink french knickers (fashionable in the eighties lol) and my opaque tights were down by knees and he entered me OMG!!! I though he was going to split me in two!!
His thrusts pleasured my senses in waves and I was unable to speak, mouth open but nothing came out! I just banged the kitchen table with my hand, he came quite quickly to be honest but his instinctive final push as he splattered warm semen on my cervix was deliciously painful. He collapsed on top of me and we just froze there. I was pinned to the table and couldn’t move, “oh man” he said “I so needed that.” He withdrew slowly even that was enjoyable but the noises where so embarrassing!!! There was a puddle of spunk on the floor!!! I turned and gave him gentle girlie kisses and tried to establish a time when we could meet again, he was guilt ridden and said he really didn’t know. Not me!!
I wanted more and soon! That very afternoon in fact lol tarted myself up and went round to his with some poor excuse or another.
There then followed a full blown affair at his flat and mine, as I indulged his lingerie fetish with my credit card from the house of Dorian ( the local ladies wear shop) several days I went to work quiet sore, I’d do anything to please him xxx
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Was at a swing party. He was huge and I loved it.
My husband and I went to a swingers club. We both knew what we wanted but we only intended on checking it out. As I got comfortable we started talking to different men. I danced with some, and decided that night I wanted to go all the way.
So we invited a guy into one of the rooms and he fucked me in front of my husband. I loved it!
Later on I met two more guys and let them fuck me too. Now I am an official Queen of Spades.
So we invited a guy into one of the rooms and he fucked me in front of my husband. I loved it!
Later on I met two more guys and let them fuck me too. Now I am an official Queen of Spades.
ShesTheBoss69
Couple
Wife has always been attracted to black guys. In high school, she became friends with this black guy she was attracted to then they started dating. Stayed together for several years.
I had just started college and my roommate and I were moving into our new apartment. She had invited a few guys over one night though honestly because she had been sexually repressed and was looking forward to breaking loose as soon as she could. We were supposed to be unpacking and decorating but we stopped to have these two men come over. Mind you I was dating a guy at the time as well.
One guy was a guy I knew that she had flirted with and I was also pretty sure had already messed around with before. The other was this very attractive black friend of his. My roommate and the one guy were quick to excuse themselves to her room which left me and this black guy talking but he was nice and friendly. Eventually he did ask if he could kiss me and I felt bad because I was pretty sure he had been told he was coming over where a single woman would be available to him. I said we could kiss and we started making out. He was great at kissing and tasted amazing.
I probably let things go too far because soon his hand was rubbing me through my jeans. A huge part of me was telling me to stop and another huge part of me wanted to keep going. Eventually I said to Hell with it and undid my pants before sliding them down to my ankles. He was soon finger fucking me wild as we kept making out. My first orgasm made it solid that I wanted it all.
I stood up and took his hand and lead him to my bedroom where we both stripped down and proceed to have some of the best sex I had ever had at that point. We stayed in my room for a few hours playing and fucking which was a way better night than what had originally been planned.
One guy was a guy I knew that she had flirted with and I was also pretty sure had already messed around with before. The other was this very attractive black friend of his. My roommate and the one guy were quick to excuse themselves to her room which left me and this black guy talking but he was nice and friendly. Eventually he did ask if he could kiss me and I felt bad because I was pretty sure he had been told he was coming over where a single woman would be available to him. I said we could kiss and we started making out. He was great at kissing and tasted amazing.
I probably let things go too far because soon his hand was rubbing me through my jeans. A huge part of me was telling me to stop and another huge part of me wanted to keep going. Eventually I said to Hell with it and undid my pants before sliding them down to my ankles. He was soon finger fucking me wild as we kept making out. My first orgasm made it solid that I wanted it all.
I stood up and took his hand and lead him to my bedroom where we both stripped down and proceed to have some of the best sex I had ever had at that point. We stayed in my room for a few hours playing and fucking which was a way better night than what had originally been planned.
