My 1st Time

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I was 39 at the time and my husband was in the Army, but he was stationed in Korea for a year. It was summer, and the ******* were staying at my parent's for a few weeks, so I was home alone, no family to take care, and time on my hands. A few of my friends were going out Friday night, and I hadn't been out in so long, I thought it'd be fun to go with. We got there early, around 9 pm, not many people were there yet, but we had a few drinks and went out together to dance a few times. I had noticed this handsome younger black men kept looking my way, but I thought certainly he wasn't looking at me. I am from a small south Texas town, where I grew up white girts didn't date black boys, ya know? I just had never been all that overly attracted to black men. Not that I didn't find black men attractive, just not something I had been dreaming about. about 11:30, my friends wanted to go home, but I was having way too much fun and convinced them I was fine, I could take a taxi home, everything would be ok. So, after that, they were confident I was alright and they left. no sooner had they left the club when who should walk up to the table I was sitting at with a fresh appletini, he even knew my *******. He introduced himself and we exchanged hellos and I asked him would he like to sit with me and he accepted of course. Now mind you, I had never done anything like this before, I had never gone outside my marriage up to this point, and here I was talking to a handsome young man oat least ten years younger than myself, and a black man at that! But it was innocent fun, some flirting, we danced a bit, we chatted and flirted some more. We had more drinks, more dancing, you get the point, we were thoroughly enjoying ourselves, and I have to admit, I was enjoying the attention of this very attractive younger, black man very much! Soon it was 3 am and the lights came on and the club began to empty. He asked me how I was getting home, and I told him taxi, he said no, let's go grab a bite to eat at one of those all night diners, so I agreed, part of me didn't want the night to end just yet, and part of me was just hungry lol. So we went, we ate, we talked some more, he wasn't just handsome, he was downright charming! So, our meal was finished, and I paid for it all, like a true gentlemen. i gotta admit, that scored big points with me. We were walking to his car, he opened my door for me and then just kissed me....and I didn't stop him....not only did I not stop him, I was kissing him back! We made out standing there in the parking lot for what seemed like forever, I am sure just a minute or two lol, and we broke apart and he asked if I wanted to come to his apartment instead of going home, and I just nodded my head yes. On the ride to his place, his hand was on my thigh and it felt like fire! i tried so hard to keep my composure, my head was spinning, I couldn't believe what I was doing, what I was about to be doing, but at the same time I couldn't wait to get started! once inside his apartment, the dorr had barely shut before we were all over each other! stumbling, stripping, kissing, grabbing as we stumbled to his bedroom. we tumbled onto the bed and he was kissing me all over...it's all about the kiss boys! and he was a phenomenal kisser! I won't go into any great detail, but suffice to say I lost track of my own orgasms, and he must have came 6 or 7 times! He was like the energizer bunny, he just kept going and going and going... lol. I left in the morning a changed woman! I knew then that wasn't going to be the only time i cheated on my husband, and I also knew I loved that contrast in color and taboo of it too much, I was only going to be with black men outside my marriage, and preferrably well endowed lol. My first was a great lover, and we did get together a few more times after that, but that's another story, this is about my 1st time, and I loved it! 11 years later I still love a young, hung black man :) Valerie in AView attachment 672013 View attachment 672014 View attachment 672016 View attachment 672018 View attachment 672019 ustin
Great story, You have the most gorgeous feet!!
 
I was 39 at the time and my husband was in the Army, but he was stationed in Korea for a year. It was summer, and the ******* were staying at my parent's for a few weeks, so I was home alone, no family to take care, and time on my hands. A few of my friends were going out Friday night, and I hadn't been out in so long, I thought it'd be fun to go with. We got there early, around 9 pm, not many people were there yet, but we had a few drinks and went out together to dance a few times. I had noticed this handsome younger black men kept looking my way, but I thought certainly he wasn't looking at me. I am from a small south Texas town, where I grew up white girts didn't date black boys, ya know? I just had never been all that overly attracted to black men. Not that I didn't find black men attractive, just not something I had been dreaming about. about 11:30, my friends wanted to go home, but I was having way too much fun and convinced them I was fine, I could take a taxi home, everything would be ok. So, after that, they were confident I was alright and they left. no sooner had they left the club when who should walk up to the table I was sitting at with a fresh appletini, he even knew my *******. He introduced himself and we exchanged hellos and I asked him would he like to sit with me and he accepted of course. Now mind you, I had never done anything like this before, I had never gone outside my marriage up to this point, and here I was talking to a handsome young man oat least ten years younger than myself, and a black man at that! But it was innocent fun, some flirting, we danced a bit, we chatted and flirted some more. We had more drinks, more dancing, you get the point, we were thoroughly enjoying ourselves, and I have to admit, I was enjoying the attention of this very attractive younger, black man very much! Soon it was 3 am and the lights came on and the club began to empty. He asked me how I was getting home, and I told him taxi, he said no, let's go grab a bite to eat at one of those all night diners, so I agreed, part of me didn't want the night to end just yet, and part of me was just hungry lol. So we went, we ate, we talked some more, he wasn't just handsome, he was downright charming! So, our meal was finished, and I paid for it all, like a true gentlemen. i gotta admit, that scored big points with me. We were walking to his car, he opened my door for me and then just kissed me....and I didn't stop him....not only did I not stop him, I was kissing him back! We made out standing there in the parking lot for what seemed like forever, I am sure just a minute or two lol, and we broke apart and he asked if I wanted to come to his apartment instead of going home, and I just nodded my head yes. On the ride to his place, his hand was on my thigh and it felt like fire! i tried so hard to keep my composure, my head was spinning, I couldn't believe what I was doing, what I was about to be doing, but at the same time I couldn't wait to get started! once inside his apartment, the dorr had barely shut before we were all over each other! stumbling, stripping, kissing, grabbing as we stumbled to his bedroom. we tumbled onto the bed and he was kissing me all over...it's all about the kiss boys! and he was a phenomenal kisser! I won't go into any great detail, but suffice to say I lost track of my own orgasms, and he must have came 6 or 7 times! He was like the energizer bunny, he just kept going and going and going... lol. I left in the morning a changed woman! I knew then that wasn't going to be the only time i cheated on my husband, and I also knew I loved that contrast in color and taboo of it too much, I was only going to be with black men outside my marriage, and preferrably well endowed lol. My first was a great lover, and we did get together a few more times after that, but that's another story, this is about my 1st time, and I loved it! 11 years later I still love a young, hung black man :) Valerie in AView attachment 672013 View attachment 672014 View attachment 672016 View attachment 672018 View attachment 672019 ustin
So fucking Sexy in Canary Yellow, with an awesome body and ass, charming smile too
 
I was 39 at the time and my husband was in the Army, but he was stationed in Korea for a year. It was summer, and the ******* were staying at my parent's for a few weeks, so I was home alone, no family to take care, and time on my hands. A few of my friends were going out Friday night, and I hadn't been out in so long, I thought it'd be fun to go with. We got there early, around 9 pm, not many people were there yet, but we had a few drinks and went out together to dance a few times. I had noticed this handsome younger black men kept looking my way, but I thought certainly he wasn't looking at me. I am from a small south Texas town, where I grew up white girts didn't date black boys, ya know? I just had never been all that overly attracted to black men. Not that I didn't find black men attractive, just not something I had been dreaming about. about 11:30, my friends wanted to go home, but I was having way too much fun and convinced them I was fine, I could take a taxi home, everything would be ok. So, after that, they were confident I was alright and they left. no sooner had they left the club when who should walk up to the table I was sitting at with a fresh appletini, he even knew my *******. He introduced himself and we exchanged hellos and I asked him would he like to sit with me and he accepted of course. Now mind you, I had never done anything like this before, I had never gone outside my marriage up to this point, and here I was talking to a handsome young man oat least ten years younger than myself, and a black man at that! But it was innocent fun, some flirting, we danced a bit, we chatted and flirted some more. We had more drinks, more dancing, you get the point, we were thoroughly enjoying ourselves, and I have to admit, I was enjoying the attention of this very attractive younger, black man very much! Soon it was 3 am and the lights came on and the club began to empty. He asked me how I was getting home, and I told him taxi, he said no, let's go grab a bite to eat at one of those all night diners, so I agreed, part of me didn't want the night to end just yet, and part of me was just hungry lol. So we went, we ate, we talked some more, he wasn't just handsome, he was downright charming! So, our meal was finished, and I paid for it all, like a true gentlemen. i gotta admit, that scored big points with me. We were walking to his car, he opened my door for me and then just kissed me....and I didn't stop him....not only did I not stop him, I was kissing him back! We made out standing there in the parking lot for what seemed like forever, I am sure just a minute or two lol, and we broke apart and he asked if I wanted to come to his apartment instead of going home, and I just nodded my head yes. On the ride to his place, his hand was on my thigh and it felt like fire! i tried so hard to keep my composure, my head was spinning, I couldn't believe what I was doing, what I was about to be doing, but at the same time I couldn't wait to get started! once inside his apartment, the dorr had barely shut before we were all over each other! stumbling, stripping, kissing, grabbing as we stumbled to his bedroom. we tumbled onto the bed and he was kissing me all over...it's all about the kiss boys! and he was a phenomenal kisser! I won't go into any great detail, but suffice to say I lost track of my own orgasms, and he must have came 6 or 7 times! He was like the energizer bunny, he just kept going and going and going... lol. I left in the morning a changed woman! I knew then that wasn't going to be the only time i cheated on my husband, and I also knew I loved that contrast in color and taboo of it too much, I was only going to be with black men outside my marriage, and preferrably well endowed lol. My first was a great lover, and we did get together a few more times after that, but that's another story, this is about my 1st time, and I loved it! 11 years later I still love a young, hung black man :) Valerie in AView attachment 672013 View attachment 672014 View attachment 672016 View attachment 672018 View attachment 672019 ustin
Valerie
U are a gob smack hot gorgeous lady
Wish I was your neighbour
 
I was 39 at the time and my husband was in the Army, but he was stationed in Korea for a year. It was summer, and the ******* were staying at my parent's for a few weeks, so I was home alone, no family to take care, and time on my hands. A few of my friends were going out Friday night, and I hadn't been out in so long, I thought it'd be fun to go with. We got there early, around 9 pm, not many people were there yet, but we had a few drinks and went out together to dance a few times. I had noticed this handsome younger black men kept looking my way, but I thought certainly he wasn't looking at me. I am from a small south Texas town, where I grew up white girts didn't date black boys, ya know? I just had never been all that overly attracted to black men. Not that I didn't find black men attractive, just not something I had been dreaming about. about 11:30, my friends wanted to go home, but I was having way too much fun and convinced them I was fine, I could take a taxi home, everything would be ok. So, after that, they were confident I was alright and they left. no sooner had they left the club when who should walk up to the table I was sitting at with a fresh appletini, he even knew my *******. He introduced himself and we exchanged hellos and I asked him would he like to sit with me and he accepted of course. Now mind you, I had never done anything like this before, I had never gone outside my marriage up to this point, and here I was talking to a handsome young man oat least ten years younger than myself, and a black man at that! But it was innocent fun, some flirting, we danced a bit, we chatted and flirted some more. We had more drinks, more dancing, you get the point, we were thoroughly enjoying ourselves, and I have to admit, I was enjoying the attention of this very attractive younger, black man very much! Soon it was 3 am and the lights came on and the club began to empty. He asked me how I was getting home, and I told him taxi, he said no, let's go grab a bite to eat at one of those all night diners, so I agreed, part of me didn't want the night to end just yet, and part of me was just hungry lol. So we went, we ate, we talked some more, he wasn't just handsome, he was downright charming! So, our meal was finished, and I paid for it all, like a true gentlemen. i gotta admit, that scored big points with me. We were walking to his car, he opened my door for me and then just kissed me....and I didn't stop him....not only did I not stop him, I was kissing him back! We made out standing there in the parking lot for what seemed like forever, I am sure just a minute or two lol, and we broke apart and he asked if I wanted to come to his apartment instead of going home, and I just nodded my head yes. On the ride to his place, his hand was on my thigh and it felt like fire! i tried so hard to keep my composure, my head was spinning, I couldn't believe what I was doing, what I was about to be doing, but at the same time I couldn't wait to get started! once inside his apartment, the dorr had barely shut before we were all over each other! stumbling, stripping, kissing, grabbing as we stumbled to his bedroom. we tumbled onto the bed and he was kissing me all over...it's all about the kiss boys! and he was a phenomenal kisser! I won't go into any great detail, but suffice to say I lost track of my own orgasms, and he must have came 6 or 7 times! He was like the energizer bunny, he just kept going and going and going... lol. I left in the morning a changed woman! I knew then that wasn't going to be the only time i cheated on my husband, and I also knew I loved that contrast in color and taboo of it too much, I was only going to be with black men outside my marriage, and preferrably well endowed lol. My first was a great lover, and we did get together a few more times after that, but that's another story, this is about my 1st time, and I loved it! 11 years later I still love a young, hung black man :) Valerie in AView attachment 672013 View attachment 672014 View attachment 672016 View attachment 672018 View attachment 672019 ustin
If I was your husband I'd take you to vegas and watch you pick up guys in the casino for our room...but hey, just me
 
I was 39 at the time and my husband was in the Army, but he was stationed in Korea for a year. It was summer, and the ******* were staying at my parent's for a few weeks, so I was home alone, no family to take care, and time on my hands. A few of my friends were going out Friday night, and I hadn't been out in so long, I thought it'd be fun to go with. We got there early, around 9 pm, not many people were there yet, but we had a few drinks and went out together to dance a few times. I had noticed this handsome younger black men kept looking my way, but I thought certainly he wasn't looking at me. I am from a small south Texas town, where I grew up white girts didn't date black boys, ya know? I just had never been all that overly attracted to black men. Not that I didn't find black men attractive, just not something I had been dreaming about. about 11:30, my friends wanted to go home, but I was having way too much fun and convinced them I was fine, I could take a taxi home, everything would be ok. So, after that, they were confident I was alright and they left. no sooner had they left the club when who should walk up to the table I was sitting at with a fresh appletini, he even knew my *******. He introduced himself and we exchanged hellos and I asked him would he like to sit with me and he accepted of course. Now mind you, I had never done anything like this before, I had never gone outside my marriage up to this point, and here I was talking to a handsome young man oat least ten years younger than myself, and a black man at that! But it was innocent fun, some flirting, we danced a bit, we chatted and flirted some more. We had more drinks, more dancing, you get the point, we were thoroughly enjoying ourselves, and I have to admit, I was enjoying the attention of this very attractive younger, black man very much! Soon it was 3 am and the lights came on and the club began to empty. He asked me how I was getting home, and I told him taxi, he said no, let's go grab a bite to eat at one of those all night diners, so I agreed, part of me didn't want the night to end just yet, and part of me was just hungry lol. So we went, we ate, we talked some more, he wasn't just handsome, he was downright charming! So, our meal was finished, and I paid for it all, like a true gentlemen. i gotta admit, that scored big points with me. We were walking to his car, he opened my door for me and then just kissed me....and I didn't stop him....not only did I not stop him, I was kissing him back! We made out standing there in the parking lot for what seemed like forever, I am sure just a minute or two lol, and we broke apart and he asked if I wanted to come to his apartment instead of going home, and I just nodded my head yes. On the ride to his place, his hand was on my thigh and it felt like fire! i tried so hard to keep my composure, my head was spinning, I couldn't believe what I was doing, what I was about to be doing, but at the same time I couldn't wait to get started! once inside his apartment, the dorr had barely shut before we were all over each other! stumbling, stripping, kissing, grabbing as we stumbled to his bedroom. we tumbled onto the bed and he was kissing me all over...it's all about the kiss boys! and he was a phenomenal kisser! I won't go into any great detail, but suffice to say I lost track of my own orgasms, and he must have came 6 or 7 times! He was like the energizer bunny, he just kept going and going and going... lol. I left in the morning a changed woman! I knew then that wasn't going to be the only time i cheated on my husband, and I also knew I loved that contrast in color and taboo of it too much, I was only going to be with black men outside my marriage, and preferrably well endowed lol. My first was a great lover, and we did get together a few more times after that, but that's another story, this is about my 1st time, and I loved it! 11 years later I still love a young, hung black man :) Valerie in AView attachment 672013 View attachment 672014 View attachment 672016 View attachment 672018 View attachment 672019 ustin
U are a gorgeous Milf Val!
 
I was 39 at the time and my husband was in the Army, but he was stationed in Korea for a year. It was summer, and the ******* were staying at my parent's for a few weeks, so I was home alone, no family to take care, and time on my hands. A few of my friends were going out Friday night, and I hadn't been out in so long, I thought it'd be fun to go with. We got there early, around 9 pm, not many people were there yet, but we had a few drinks and went out together to dance a few times. I had noticed this handsome younger black men kept looking my way, but I thought certainly he wasn't looking at me. I am from a small south Texas town, where I grew up white girts didn't date black boys, ya know? I just had never been all that overly attracted to black men. Not that I didn't find black men attractive, just not something I had been dreaming about. about 11:30, my friends wanted to go home, but I was having way too much fun and convinced them I was fine, I could take a taxi home, everything would be ok. So, after that, they were confident I was alright and they left. no sooner had they left the club when who should walk up to the table I was sitting at with a fresh appletini, he even knew my *******. He introduced himself and we exchanged hellos and I asked him would he like to sit with me and he accepted of course. Now mind you, I had never done anything like this before, I had never gone outside my marriage up to this point, and here I was talking to a handsome young man oat least ten years younger than myself, and a black man at that! But it was innocent fun, some flirting, we danced a bit, we chatted and flirted some more. We had more drinks, more dancing, you get the point, we were thoroughly enjoying ourselves, and I have to admit, I was enjoying the attention of this very attractive younger, black man very much! Soon it was 3 am and the lights came on and the club began to empty. He asked me how I was getting home, and I told him taxi, he said no, let's go grab a bite to eat at one of those all night diners, so I agreed, part of me didn't want the night to end just yet, and part of me was just hungry lol. So we went, we ate, we talked some more, he wasn't just handsome, he was downright charming! So, our meal was finished, and I paid for it all, like a true gentlemen. i gotta admit, that scored big points with me. We were walking to his car, he opened my door for me and then just kissed me....and I didn't stop him....not only did I not stop him, I was kissing him back! We made out standing there in the parking lot for what seemed like forever, I am sure just a minute or two lol, and we broke apart and he asked if I wanted to come to his apartment instead of going home, and I just nodded my head yes. On the ride to his place, his hand was on my thigh and it felt like fire! i tried so hard to keep my composure, my head was spinning, I couldn't believe what I was doing, what I was about to be doing, but at the same time I couldn't wait to get started! once inside his apartment, the dorr had barely shut before we were all over each other! stumbling, stripping, kissing, grabbing as we stumbled to his bedroom. we tumbled onto the bed and he was kissing me all over...it's all about the kiss boys! and he was a phenomenal kisser! I won't go into any great detail, but suffice to say I lost track of my own orgasms, and he must have came 6 or 7 times! He was like the energizer bunny, he just kept going and going and going... lol. I left in the morning a changed woman! I knew then that wasn't going to be the only time i cheated on my husband, and I also knew I loved that contrast in color and taboo of it too much, I was only going to be with black men outside my marriage, and preferrably well endowed lol. My first was a great lover, and we did get together a few more times after that, but that's another story, this is about my 1st time, and I loved it! 11 years later I still love a young, hung black man :) Valerie in AView attachment 672013 View attachment 672014 View attachment 672016 View attachment 672018 View attachment 672019 ustin
An awesome begining to the BBC lifestyle !
 
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