Totally the same here but it was more the feeling when he came inside me the first time is when I had those thoughts.My first. Totally unplanned, Totally unexpected. Totally surprising. But it obviously changed my life!
Totally the same here but it was more the feeling when he came inside me the first time is when I had those thoughts.My first. Totally unplanned, Totally unexpected. Totally surprising. But it obviously changed my life!
I agree 100 percent - I just ran out of 'totally's'!Totally the same here but it was more the feeling when he came inside me the first time is when I had those thoughts.
I think it is, by and large. Almost (but not quite) like losing ones virginity!Have to agree first time was the most significan.
When I saw this, I asked my wife, Nellie, which was better since I was not there when she lost her virginity. She said her first BBC was better in every way! LOLI think it is, by and large. Almost (but not quite) like losing ones virginity!
My most significant time came as a surprise. I came home from school and found my husband checking out email on a swinger's site where we had a profile . There was a message from a younger black man wanting to meet us. I was impressed with his picture he sent so we checked his profile. While we were checking out his profile we received an instant message from him. He said he was impressed with my pictures. We chatted for a few minutes. He suggested we meet him at the bar of the Doubletree in our community rather than chat on line.
When we arrived we got a booth that offered some privacy. It was happy hour so they had snacks.. He arrived a few minutes after we did.The waitress asked for our ******* orders. My husband offered to get some snacks for everyone. This allowed a few minutes for the young man and me to get to know each other. It turned out he was a teacher at another school. we hit it off immediately. After the second ******* I found one of his arms around me and the other caressing my inner thigh. My husband noticing this excused himself to go to the bathroom. Our new friend caressed my breast and moved his hand up to a very wet panty crotch. He smiled at me and excused himself to go to the men's room as well. He got there just as my husband was finishing. Our friend pulled out his cock to urinate and smilingly told my husband that his wife would soon be enjoying his cock. He told my husband that my panties were soaked. He told my husband to go get a room and call us when he had one with the room number.
When he returned to the booth, I asked if he had seen my husband. He said he had and he was getting a room and would call with the room number. He ordered another round of drinks for us. His caresses got more intimate. He told me to feel his cock. His erection was huge. Just then my husband called with the room number. He told me to go ahead. He said he couldn't walk through the bar and lobby with that obvious of an erection. I went to the room and told my husband I had never had a reaction from a man like his erection. A few minutes, our new friend knocked on the door. He led me to the bed and proceeded to give me the greatest evening of sex I had ever had.
We met him a few times after that. At one of the parties, he asked me to come to his house and spend the day since we were off for summer vacation. I told him I had never done anything like that and I would have to ask my husband. I really wanted to go so I convinced my husband that it would be no different than spending time alone at a party. He finally gave in and agreed that I could go. It turned out to be an amazing day of multiple sexual couplings in various places in the house. That was the beginning of a 16 year relationship as my bull. It is still going on today.
Yes, but I met some others that weren't. Not everyone knows how to use what they have. Takes more than size.Wow that is very impressive. You are very lucky to have struck pay dirt with a great guy.
SavageBack when I was married I came home late. I was at our side door and all I wanted was to go back to the hotel where my bull was staying. The thought of going in and sleeping next to my husband just repulsed me. I even said to myself “I can’t go back”
You are right, its not just a size thing or a looks thing. Its a package deal with attitude, manners and skill combined with the looks and nice "equipment." I had high hopes for my first black guy and the sex was great. Unfortunately it broke down due to a lack of discretion. Too bad, since I liked the guy and it was so much fun to be with him and to experience sex with a different man.Yes, but I met some others that weren't. Not everyone knows how to use what they have. Takes more than size.
did your husband get the 2 bbc for you on your wedding night or had you fucked them before?I would say for me it would be my wedding night. My husband and I knew we wanted a less than normal sexual lifestyle and we had shared and done things before but after saying we do at the alter and then fucking with two BBC in our wedding suite I knew we were truly for real and in it together.
U go girl!Really short version. About five years ago, we (hubby and I) went on a short get-away to the Bahamas. We were pretty vanilla and after 10 years being married, life had pretty much gotten into the rut most marriages fall in to at about that time.
Over two days, the same Black guy talked to us while we were on the beach. Polite, intelligent, humorous, friendly and engaging. What I consider important is that he never once broached sex! We talked about everything else possible though. He was fun to be around.
After the second day of him chatting with us, hubby and I went to dinner. We both got a bit tipsy. At the bar in the hotel, having another ******* neither of us needed, he said that the guy was really in to me and wanted to have me! I thought he was insane and knew it was the alcohol talking. But he finished with a fateful statement "As far as I'm concerned, there isn't anything wrong with a little vacation fling."
Next day on the beach was a repeat of the last two days. But my husband's comment kept coming back to me. Late afternoon, I asked the Black guy to get us some beer at the cabana up the beach. When he was gone, asked hubby if he was serious about last night. Eyes big, surprised look, apprehensive nod. I said "No, say it, yes or no!" Remember this all like it was yesterday! He said yes and when the black guy came back, I invited him to our hotel room. The rest is history.
A lot of the story was eliminated and dramatically cut down, but the above is the general gist of it. If anyone has questions, thoughts, comments, please send me a note. Don't want to monopolize this thread!
Donna
Well how was he in bed? Were you nervous? When did he touch and kiss you first?HAHA Like I said, don't want to monopolize the thread!
And very lucky!AWESOME!
Yes, very!
Yes, he did. He was very considerate.
Back when I was married I came home late. I was at our side door and all I wanted was to go back to the hotel where my bull was staying. The thought of going in and sleeping next to my husband just repulsed me. I even said to myself “I can’t go back”