Ill skip the intro since i already introduced myself Ill just get started. I will say however, that i love sex. I can never have enough. my journey started about 3 years ago now, wow i cant believe its been that long already. I was out shopping when i got a text from my husband saying he wanted to ask me something i was like oh boy this is never good. so i tried to keep calm and asked whats up? He wrote back saying how do you feel about fucking other people? I was in shock and couldn't believe he was asking me this i felt cold and started shaking thinking to myself how could i ever be with someone else. Then he wrote. with black men i want you to fuck BBC. At first i was completely against it. There was no way i could do that i shot it down made me feel sick to my stomach. Then i started thinking about when i was younger and wanted to experiment with black men but never did it. And here was my chance to experience it my husband was going to let me find out how it felt to be with a black guy and boy had i heard stories of how big their cocks were. So we started talking more about it and started watch BBC porn and omg did those men have the biggest cocks i had ever seen. did i ever envy those women having their pussies opened with mammoth cocks oh how they looked like they loved it. I so wanted to be them. i wanted my pussy stretched out and to feel something so huge going into my sweet tight pussy. I was turned on by the skin contrast, their bodies looked so perfect. So i agreed that i would do it. We joined a cuckold site to start talking and meeting some black men. Things were going well i started talking to a couple guys that i felt pretty comfortable with so we made some plans with this one BBC. I started texting with him everyday getting to know him. it was an odd feeling to be texting another man. I felt this great rush but felt guilty about it at the same time i wondered at times if i would be able to go through with it. but i also found myself waiting for his texts and feeling excited when he texted me. So the day finally comes for us to meet. I had the biggest butterflies but i was determined to go through with it. we agreed to meet and go eat before heading to the hotel. Man was that the longest dinner ever. All i could think about was his cock and kept wondering just how big it was. then he put his hand on my thigh right there at the table with my husband sitting across from us. I'm sure my face turned bright red and i could feel all my ******* rush down between my legs and right away i was wet. As we made our way to the room. i was getting more and more nervous. Inside the room we sat together on the couch while my husband used the bathroom. it definitely didn't take long. As soon as i set eyes on his massive cock i couldn't believe my eyes to was huge i wondered if it was going to even fit. As soon as i put the head in my mouth it was like i already knew what to do it felt natural like i was suppose to be sucking black cock. I could tell my husband was shocked how fast things progressed. He started taking some video and i felt like i was in a porno and i loved it felt like a *******. He fucked the ******* right out of me on the table on the bed, in the chair, right in front of my husband. Called me a whore, made me tell my husband that i didn't want white cock anymore and how could i after that. i couldn't believe how small he made my husband look i was shocked that any man could be that big. I was so loud i remember someone knocking on the door and i didn't even care i couldn't even control it. And of course after everything was said and done. not everything was good. my husband of course had mixed feels afterwards and decided he didn't enjoy things as much as he thought he would and i'm sure it wasn't easy for him to see a cock that made his man hood look like a baby and then make his wife scream like a mad woman and then to see how another mans cock made my pussy cum more than his cock had ever done and having it be a black man on top of everything. And i felt so horrible after i felt dirty and sick all over again. i felt horrible for doing it and even more horrible for liking it. and i wanted to throw up for wanting more of it. And that's when i knew that even though it made me feel horrible and dirty i couldn't stop. My husband and I still have our ups and downs but I know he loves me and my BBC owned pussy and worships the pussy.......................to be con't..........
The memoirs of a BBC whore by:kimwhite
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I do have a great hubby. And I know that I'm lucky to have him thank u claire
Hi Kim , Your story seems like a wonderful adventure ....including all your doubts and questions . Still, you enjoyed the experience . So , where do things go from here ?
Thank you. Looking forward to your post
