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I woke up still glowing from the previous night even though my vagina and jaw were sore from James' huge cock.

I had the fantasy for such a long time; it was hard to believe that I actually got to live it out! Best yet, my husband Mark was elated, and I was so glad to have such a great and understanding husband!

Actually the previous night was even better than my fantasies could have allowed. The sex was incredible! It was so much more intense than I ever imagined it could be. When James was fucking me, it was sensory overload. I had no idea what would happen. I also had to admit there were some definite thoughts and emotions that were very confusing and at the same time very exciting! I felt so much pleasure and ecstasy when he was fucking me that I would have agreed to just about anything just so he wouldn't stop!

I just remembered cumming so much, loving the feel of his black cock in my mouth and pussy. When he first entered me, it hurt because he is so thick. I didn't think I was a black cock slut yet, but I certainly behaved like one the previous night!

It was like I had no inhibitions and yes, the orgasms were very intense. I think it was the thickness of his cock. He was longer than Mark, I even felt him near my cervix; no one had ever been so deep before! But it was how thick he was that made me cum so hard and feel so full! It was amazing!

I also loved how he spoke dirty to me as he fucked me, asking me how I liked his big black cock, making me say that I was a white slut for black cock, telling me that I was his bitch! I was proud that I was his bitch and wanted him to fuck me harder and I begged him to. I felt I needed to be submissive to James. It made me feel sexy, and there was something about giving myself to him that made me feel something amazing I just couldn't explain.

It's funny, for the longest time I looked down on women who dressed or acted slutty, but after being with James I understood why they do it! It is fun to be bad! I was kind of surprised when the white girlfriend of James' friend met us wearing that "Bitch" t-shirt. After a night with James, I understood. I no longer regarded the terms "bitch" or "slut" to be negative anymore. A week before I never even uttered the word "black cock", but after being with James, he and his friend used it so frequently, it just rolled off the tongue. I loved the idea that he brought out the slut in me. Isn't that bad? I had become his white bitch!

Oh, and what a specimen of a man James was. I figured that if you are going to have a black man for a lover, you might as well have one that is built like a god. James was muscular, but not overly so, tall, handsome and dark. I got wet just thinking about it! It was driving me crazy. Nobody had any idea how badly I wanted James again; I was starting to think that I was addicted, because all I could think about was being a slut for a big black cock!

Yes, that was it; he was my black Adonis.

I felt that we were meant to be together. I think most women are wired to be submissive to a dominant alpha male, but many are afraid to admit that to themselves because society has said that they shouldn't. Who is more dominant than a large, powerful black man? They just have this presence about them that is amazing. And while I love Mark—he is my husband and, along with my c***dren, the most important thing in my life—I realized that after my experience of the previous night, there was a special bond between James and me that I could not deny. While I knew I'd always enjoy lovemaking with Mark, with James it was different. He carried me to a level of sexual ecstasy that Mark simple was not physically capable of matching. James unleashed in me something totally different. I just needed him so badly; I wanted to please him so much!

I couldn't stop thinking about James. It hurt not to be near him, and I was thinking about calling him just to hear the mellow, baritone sound of his voice. I really wanted to get together with him again that weekend. It wasn't just the amazing sex; it was how I felt when I was with him, dressing sexy for him, dancing with him, being held in his strong black arms, having others see me with him. I know that sounds like a silly teenage girl, but I couldn't help it. I didn't think I could say that I was in love with James, but certainly I was in lust with him!

When I was getting fucked by James last Friday night I was in a state of so much pleasure and ecstasy that I would have agreed to just about anything just so he would keep fucking me! I was so confused at that point, but on the other hand, it was all good! I forced myself to let things settle down and discuss my feeling with Mark before I called.

Mark and I had a very frank discussion that Monday night. I told him, "Mark I think I'm in lust with James. I can't get Friday night out of my mind. The whole thing was so erotic. I loved the hot sex between James and me and that I loved everything about it. I loved being James' bitch! He made me feel so sexy and desirable."

Mark responded, "I am amazed that it ever happened. I was also surprised how much you enjoyed it. It was incredibly erotic. I loved watching you, and I'm proud of you for having the courage to go through with it. I'm just happy that you enjoyed it as much as you did. I think you're incredibly sexy just for doing it. It is so hot to have a sexy wife who is becoming more sexually uninhibited!"

I asked him, "Is it alright with you if I continued to see James?"

He replied, "Hell yes, if that is what you want."

I added, "I might get together with James by myself sometime, if that is OK with you?"

His answer was, "I'm OK with that, as long as we keep things honest and in the open, and you never lie to me about your relationship with him."

I felt so lucky; I had a great husband whom I loved and a big black stud to give me incredible sex. What more could a girl ask for? Mark enjoyed seeing me be submissive to a black man; it is such a turn on for him. I planned be the best slut I could be for James, because I figured if I did that, it will please both my men.

I did have to admit to myself that I also felt a little insecure. James could have any woman he wanted, but it was with me he chose to spend last Friday night. I'm six years older than he, and my body wasn't what it was when I was in my twenties and before two c***dren.

I know he finds it attractive to be fucking another man's white wife. It also pleased him, that for him, I'm a wanton slut. I realized that if I was to keep his interest, I would have to be the best white bitch and slut I could be. By doing that, I hoped that he would crave more! I knew I wouldn't know what the boundaries would be until I came to them, but I'd had already crossed ones that I never thought I would! I wondered where this would lead.

After my serious discussion with Mark, I called James and he agreed to meet me at the mall for lunch to talk about where we might be going with this thing.

We met at the food court and had a quick bite to eat. We talked and we agreed that we had a great time together on Friday, that the sex was amazing. I told him that I definitely wanted to see him again and that I wanted to be his bitch. He smiled when I said that and he said that he would like that too.

I also told him that Mark was my husband and that he couldn't ask me to betray him or lie to him in any way. I said that there would be times that Mark would be there, and if he didn't like that then the whole thing was off, and he was OK with that. I asked him if he had any girlfriends and he smiled again and said that there were a few women he saw from time to time. I told him that he couldn't fuck me without a condom until he was tested, and he said we would figure something out.

We didn't have that much time because we both had to get back after about one hour, but we did a little shopping which was very great. We found a store that had some sexy outfits and he picked out a small white t-shirt for me that said "porn star" on it, and I found a little black mini-skirt to go with it. I didn't find a pair of shoes that I liked, but I had found a website that has some really slutty shoes, so I figured I could pick something from there.

We did get a few looks from some people at the mall which made me feel naughty! People had no trouble seeing my wedding ring and that James wasn't wearing one. On top of that, there we were buying slutty clothing.

Anyway, before we left, I was so wet and horny that I walked back to James' car with him. As I got in with him, he questioned, "You here to suck some black cock, bitch?"

"I'm here to suck my black's cock," I replied as I fished his penis out of his pants.

All the time as I worked on him, he was saying, "it feel real good to have a white slut sucking on my black cock" or "that's it, suck your black's cock bitch" or "you such a good cocksucker, you love sucking black cock, don't you?"

When we're just talking, James talks normally, but during sex, he uses street language and his words made me even hornier.

And all the while I was sucking him, he was fondling my tits.

One time he said, "You love sucking my black dick so 'cause you my white bitch, ain't you?"

All I could do was nod my affirmation, but how my heart jumped when he called me HIS white bitch.

When he came, I was able to swallow most of his cum, with only a little dribbling on my chin and blouse, making a little mess. I had come to crave the slightly salty taste of his semen.

I loved feeling his cock in my mouth; I loved its musky scent. I missed it and I loved sucking him off right there in the parking lot in broad daylight. I had never imagined I would do such a thing, but on the spur of the moment, I just did it. I had to admit it; I had become a full-blown slut for black cock!

Later that night, after the k**s were in bed, I put on the slutty outfit James helped me pick out. I modeled it for Mark. That's when I told him about sucking James off in the parking lot. He got so horny; we had some great sex.

It is so wonderful being able to share it all with Mark. There was no one else I could talk to about it. It would scandalize everybody else I knew so much. I couldn't imagine my friends' husbands letting them go black.

The mall was so exciting; I couldn't wait for the weekend. I was so horny for James and wanting to feel his cock inside of me. I thought of James all of the time, being with him, pleasing him, just being his slut. I just hoped that Mark would continue to stay OK with all of it and it didn't get too far out of hand. It scared me sometimes to think of how much I had changed in so short a time.

I decided not to wear panties that next Friday night; it felt so bad not wearing panties with a short skirt, and I was tired of being the good girl, and wanted to be real bad. To keep things interesting, I decided not to tell Mark ahead of time. I think teasing the husband is hot, showing off in front of him, that kind of thing. You only go through this crazy thing called life once, so you might as well live it to the fullest and try not to have too many regrets.

Friday night finally arrived. As we walked to the door of the club where we were to meet James, I thought of just how much my life had changed in two weeks. It was only two Fridays ago that I had nervously accompanied Mark into a dance club full of white people with the thought that I might possibly dance with a man other than my husband.

Two weeks later, I was calmly walking into a predominantly black club dressed as a wanton slut. It was a club that catered to white women craving black sex. I smiled to myself as I thought how surprised Mark would be when I whisper to him that I wasn't wearing panties. I thought how sexy and vulnerable I would feel in a club filled with rutting Negro bucks. And I savored how pleased I would make James when he discovered my little secret.

I was feeling pretty confident as we walked into the club. Just as we entered, I told Mark that I was naked under the slutty little outfit I wore. The shocked look on his face was priceless. I saw James near the bar and went right over to him and I kissed him. The kiss was very long, deep and passionate. It was hot to kiss him in public like that in front of my husband and others, and mmmmmm it was so good to feel his sexy body again.

Dancing with James, almost exposed as I was, was very hot. Just to be out with no panties, very liberating and slutty. It didn't take long before I was wet.

We danced for about a half hour or so before James said, "We've been here long enough. I'm going to take you to my place so I can fuck my white bitch." Sweeter words I'd never heard.

Mark and I had previously agreed that we would go to James' place if it felt right, and it sure felt right to me. I rode in James car and Mark followed us.

I slid next to James and wasted no time getting his cock out and began sucking on it as he drove. Goddamn, I love sucking that monster cock. He played with my tits until I said, "Reach down between my legs."

I delighted in the feel of his hand as he placed it first on my thigh then slid it up under my mini skirt until he discovered my naked pussy.

"Damn, you sure a horny white bitch!" he exclaimed as he began working two fingers inside me.

As Mark followed in our car, I continued sucking James as he finger fucked me and drove. Soon I started to cum, not explosively the way I cum from his thick cock, but in pleasant little "pops" that center on my clit and then tingle their way across my body, like stones leave wakes in still waters. It was oh so pleasurable, but it also made me even hornier, longing for the gut wrenching orgasms I knew I would soon be experiencing.

In about 15 minutes, we were at James' house. He hadn't cum and I was horny as hell. Mark followed us inside what was a small house, nice, clean and very masculine.

We had only walked through the door when James made it known he wanted me naked, "Take off your clothes, bitch."

James sat on the couch and watched. Mark didn't say anything as I gladly slipped of the miniskirt and top and stood there just in my heels.

James called me to him, "Come here you little white whore!"

As I walked over to him, he slapped my ass hard enough to leave a stinging red welt from his hand and said, "Suck my black, cock, bitch."

Of course I quickly got on my knees, took out his cock and began running my tongue around the head. I loved how my saliva made his dark cock even blacker. I engulfed as much of his penis as I could and sucked it as deeply into my mouth as I could manage. As I sucked and licked his beautiful thick cock, James disrobed. Then I lay across James' lap on the coach while Mark sat across from us, watching and stroking his cock. Every now and then, James would slap my ass again and tell me what a slut for black cock I was.

Mark came watching us, but James held back.

James got up after a little bit and surprised me when he came back from another room with some pot. He offered some to Mark, but he just said no thanks.

James started smoking as I continued sucking him. Then he offered me some. I guess I was caught up in the moment and accepted.

I took the "bone" as James called it and tried it. I had never smoked anything at all before, and as a result, I hacked and coughed at the very first toke.

It took a little time to get the hang of it, taking a hit and holding it.

Soon I was mellow and light-headed. I also felt so sexy and bad, smoking weed and sucking on a big black cock in front of my husband. What a rush!

I could tell from the way Mark looked at me that he was shocked. Knowing me for as long as he had, he knew that I am not much of a drinker and had never tried d**gs; I was always the "good girl."

But I didn't want to be a good girl that night. I was definitely mellowed out and didn't care. We continued that for a while, me sucking James, him smoking the bone and every once in a while he would give it back to me and I would smoke some.

The whole situation made me so horny, alternating my sucking his cock and smoking pot, having my husband watching me, just being a nasty slut! I felt very submissive when James smacked my ass. He was definitely showing both Mark and me that I was his, and that turned me on so.

After a while, James said, "Bitch we're goin' ta the bedroom; I'm gonna fuck you."

As he led me toward his bedroom, Mark started to follow. Turning to Mark, James said, "I want to be alone with your whore wife, and the slut wants to be alone with me."

Mark began to protest, "I really want to watch you fuck her."

James responded, "Too bad, I don't want you in there!" and glared at him. Mark backed off.

I said nothing; I didn't think it my place, but I was so excited that James was making a claim on me.

When we were in the bedroom with the door closed, he said, "Git on all fours bitch. I'm goin' ta fuck you like a dog. I won't be wearin' no fucking rubber either. If you wanna feel my big black cock inside you, it's going to be my bare, black cock inside your bare white pussy. Tell me you want me ta fuck you bare bitch!"

I was scared, but so damn, fucking horny that I didn't care! I had to feel him inside me, filling me up!

Needing to have that big black cock, I said, "I'm your white slut, I want you to fuck me bare."

He didn't penetrate me slowly as he did the first time; he just positioned his cock at the entrance of my pussy and plunged in as deeply as he could. I was so horny and wet; there was no pain as there was the first time. I guess I was still stretched out from last week too.

Then fucked me so hard.

He grabbed my hair and slapped my ass a few more times as he punished my pussy with his long, thick cock.

It was the best sex of my life.

The entire experience was just incredible, feeling him inside me, his big huge cock filing me, stretching me, the pot, being alone with him.

Almost from his first stroke, I was overwhelmed by those incredibly strong, continuous orgasms that only a thick black cock can give me.

I was moaning so loudly I was sure Mark had no trouble hearing my ecstasy, and all the while James was slapping my ass and calling me his bitch, whore and slut, and I was answering that I was HIS bitch, whore and slut,

I was crying out, "Fuck me harder!"

He was happy to oblige as he started ramming into me as hard as he could, yelling, "You' such a fucking white slut!"

Then James slowed his pace, pushed as deep into me as he could, and moaned loudly as I felt him shoot his big, hot load inside me. He was filling me up with his black seed.

After he was done pumping cum into me, he pulled out and commanded, "Suck my black cock clean and git me hard again."

He lay on the bed and I lay next to him so I could take him into my mouth. It was a different taste and smell with both of us on his cock, but I didn't mind. Actually, I was excited to do it.

I licked his cock and balls until I had consumed all our mingled cum. He lifted up at his hips, and as I was sucking his balls he said, "Move your tongue ta my asshole an lick it."

I hesitated for a moment but went ahead and did what he commanded. I had read some stories about women doing it, and I so wanted to please him.

He was very clean and it was fun hearing how much pleasure I gave him as I ran my tongue along the crack and then into his asshole which tasted just a little acrid.

He then got on this knees and I got behind him so I could lick him some more and pump his cock at the same time; he really liked that.

He was moaning loudly and saying, "That feel sooo good! You really know how ta lick ass."

I was in such a trance, in a state where I was like a sex machine, wanting to have pleasure and give him pleasure. At that point, there wasn't anything I wouldn't do for him!

I just did it and got him hard again so he could fuck me some more.

I was so proud of myself that I could get him hard so quickly and get him so hard with my tongue. It all was very hot.

Then he lay back with his stiff cock up in the air. Neither of us said anything, I just straddled his hips and lowered myself onto his marvelous black shaft I was mesmerized as I watched his black pole being engulfed by my pale body. I sank down upon him until all eight inches of him was fully inside of me, what a feeling.

Then I rode him as hard as I could with my tits bouncing.

While on top, I could get him even deeper, and it made me feel so full. I loved it.

I had my hands resting on his chest, and he was either playing with my tits or holding me by my waist and lifting me up and down.

I was soon in constant orgasm again as I started arching my back and rolling my hips around James' amazing cock.

"I love to ride your black cock this way!" I cried.

"Ride my black bone, bitch!" he commanded.

"I love... to feel it... so deep inside me."

"Take it all...like the hoe you be!"

"I love to...fuck you like this!"

It was overwhelming when he finally came and shot his load deep inside of me. I felt his hot, black sperm shoot into my vagina right at the entrance of my womb.

It was amazing!

James quickly rolled me off of him and walked out of the bedroom.

"Mark, come in here!" he ordered.

Mark entered the room and saw me on the bed.

As he looked at Mark, James said to me, "Bitch, spread your legs and show him the cum in your pussy!"

I did as commanded; it felt so bad and nasty. I could see the shocked look on Mark's face and that he was not happy.

"What did you do to her?" Mark asked anger rising.

James replied, "She's a slut fa black cock, and it's what your whore wife wanted."

I could see the surprise and disappointment as he asked, "Why did you let him do that? Is it what you really wanted?"

"Yes. I had to feel it that way; it was what I wanted." I confessed. "I just couldn't help it, but I needed it."

I didn't want to make Mark unhappy, but I had needed to have James inside me so badly, and it was the most fabulous sex I had ever had.

I was glad I had done it, and I knew I would be doing it again.

Then in front of my husband, as I lay on the bed with Negro semen leaking from my pussy, I turned to James and said, "I want to get my nipples pierced for you."

James laughed as he replied, "We'll see about that, and maybe I'll get you a tattoo too."

That was the first Mark heard of my desire. I could see by the look on his face that I had caught him off balance.

While I didn't want to hurt him, I was thrilled with how wrong and bad it was, what I had just said. What I had told James, I had never discussed with my husband.

Mark asked, "Are you sure you want to do that?"

"I'll certainly consider it," I replied.

After all that I got dressed, and as we left I gave James a deep goodbye kiss and said, "I'll call soon."

Mark was visibly upset about what happened, and he didn't speak until we got into the car. Then he said, "You're crazy to let him fuck you without a condom!"

I responded, "Everything's OK. James doesn't want STDs any more than I do, so I trust him to be careful."

Then I followed up with, "You know it's you I love."

I leaned over and paced my hand on his cock through his pants. While he was angry and upset with me, he was also excited. He let me suck on him as he drove us home.

It wasn't long before he tensed and came in my mouth. Mark doesn't cum in the quantity that James does, so I had no trouble catching and swallowing his hot load. Then I sucked him dry.

That next morning Mark and I had a long discussion. He was being a little distant. He explained just how conflicted and confused he was. On one hand, he found it very hot to see me dressing so sexy and being so wanton with James. On the other hand, seeing me smoking pot and having unprotected sex both scared and excited him. He also confessed experiencing some feelings of jealousy. A part of him was wondering if what we were doing was the right thing to do. Since I had always been conservative and straight-laced what I did was so surprising to him.

He did acknowledge that after seeing me with James, he was convinced that women were hard-wired to be submissive to a dominant, black alpha male, and how it was strangely hot to see such a man take his wife! He admitted he could see that I was definitely enjoying myself from the good sex that James was giving me.

He also said he realized that with James it was just sex and that I loved him and our family, and that I was not willing to mess that up. That made it easier for him. We agreed that we would just have to see where and how this thing we were involved with would go.

Then I told Mark about licking James asshole. Mark thought it was very nasty and it definitely turned him on.

After our discussion, he had calmed down some, and we agreed to talk more about what was going on. I felt that he just had to realize how much I was enjoying myself.

Later in the day, I called James. Then I talked to Mark and told him that I wanted to go see James by myself. He was a little concerned, but I told him that everything was OK and that I would tell him everything when I got back.

I drove to James' house in the late afternoon. I wore my low-rise jeans that I bought a couple of weeks ago and a cute little top that James bought for me. It was short, showed some of my belly, with spaghetti straps, black with sparkly lettering reading "Playa." It looked hot! Of course I wore neither panties nor bra. I thought that it was hot that if I bent over in my jeans that you could see my ass.

It was fun going over there. I just loved how good it felt pulling into his driveway. As I walked in the door, James kissed me passionately, grabbing my ass as he slid his tongue in my mouth, causing my heart to race and making me wet just to be in his strong arms again.

We sat on the couch and watched some of the NCAA basketball play offs and smoked a little weed from "the chronic" as James called it. He said he wanted to get me a top that says "the chronic" with a pot leaf on it.

I was feeling light-headed and mellow when James said, "Earl might stop by later."

I asked, "If he comes by, can I suck is cock?" Earl's such a big man, I couldn't help wonder if his cock was equally big.

James laughed, "Sure. You are a bitch that loves sucking black cock, aren't you?"

"Yes," I admitted. "I'm just a black cock slut." I loved saying those words to James.

I realized at that point that James was my sexual master. I never mentioned anything to Mark about sucking a man other than James, let alone asking his permission. And it all felt good.

When Earl arrived, James said, "This white whore wants to suck your black cock."

Earl smiled, "She does, does she? I'd love to have her white slut lips wrapped around my big, black dick."

Smiling, he dropped his pants, "Come here, bitch. Suck on a real cock."

I got right on my knees, stretched my lips around his black head and started sucking. Not being able to get much of him in my mouth, I also pumped his shaft with my hand.

He was a little bigger than James even, and his cock was even blacker than he was.

Earl said, "You sure a good white cocksucker!" It pleased me to hear him say that.

I love the idea of being such a slut and having Mark see me suck black cock and drinking their cum. And I also loved sucking cock with James watching. I noticed that Earl smelled and taste different from James too. I was becoming a connoisseur of black cocks.

It was hot to think that it was I who was pleasing Earl instead of his beautiful white girlfriend Danielle. It made me feel nasty.

Before long Earl tensed and started cumming, "That's it bitch, swallow my cum."

I was getting better at swallowing the huge loads of cum black men produce. I only got a little on my chin, which I licked right up, as I sucked and swallowed all he could pump into my mouth.

I went right over to James afterwards and knelt down and took out his cock for him. He had gotten real hard watching me. I am such an oral person and I have always loved sucking cock ever since the first time I did it. And I discovered I love sucking black cock even more, it's so damn hot, I just love pleasing James.

Soon James was cumming and I was gulping down his seed as fast as he could pump it into my mouth. I knew I was getting better at handling black men cumming because I didn't get any on my clothes.

After I fixed up my makeup and hair, we went to the club. There we met Earl's white bitch, Danielle. She was wearing a very tight, very short skirt that showed off her big tits and ass. We just danced, had a couple of drinks, nothing out of the ordinary for me anymore. I danced pretty sexy with James, rubbing up against him and teasing him which was fun. It was fun to be there without Mark so everyone there could see James and me together and know that I was his "bitch". While in some ways that was very liberating, I did miss showing off for Mark.

After we danced for an hour or so, James took me back to his place. As we drove, I was stroking his cock and licking it some and he was playing with my tits. He actually had me take off my top so he could more easily play with them.

When we arrived, I just left my top off to walk inside. It got me hot walking into his house topless, silly I know but it did.

Once in James' bedroom, I took off my jeans and undressed James. I so love undressing him, revealing the black, muscular, naked body of my Adonis.

Then we started kissing and caressing each other. James sucked on my tits, that got me very hot, especially the skin contrast. I couldn't get enough of watching his full lips engulf my nipples.

Then I sucked on his cock some to get him really hard for me.

We are both pretty vocal during sex, I love to talk dirty and I love hearing James tell me what to do or telling me to suck his big black cock, asking me to tell him that I am a white bitch who loves black cock, that I can't get enough.

God, I get wet just thinking about it.

Then he proceeded to fuck me real good. He started by commanding, "Git on all fours, bitch."

Working behind me, he maneuvered his cock to the entrance of my pussy and drove full depth inside me. I was so wet that, while I definitely felt him stretching me, it wasn't uncomfortable. I was probably still stretched out from the previous night too.

"Tell me what you want, slut," he ordered as he slapped my ass a few times while he was fucking me.

"I want you to fuck me...hard...you black bastard!" I yelled back.

I love feeling his big black cock inside my tight pussy, it's the best.

He pounded me real hard and was in control. He had his hands on my hips forcefully pulling me into him with each thrust, which I liked.

He smacked me a few more times, but not very hard, just enough to get my attention. He also knows that I like it when he pulls my hair.

I came almost instantly.

I started cumming, experiencing those super intense, body consuming orgasms that only James can give me.

Orgasms that take my breath away and grow in intensity the longer and harder he fucks me.

I lost all track of time. Then he buried himself to the hilt and I felt that marvelous feeling of huge amounts of hot black semen pumping into me.

With that, my cumming reached a crescendo of ecstasy as James and I joined in a chorus of loud moans.

There is no comparison of the orgasms that James gives me to the ones Mark gives me. I love Mark and he is a good lover, but it's just not the same. The intensity with which James fucks me and the orgasms are just so powerful.

We collapsed upon each other, spent for the moment.

The room smelled the smell of lovers' musk and my cummy pussy smells; smells reinforcing the smells from the night before. Smells of the two of us that were beginning to permeate the room where our sexual activity had taken place.

We snuggled for a bit, kissing and caressing. I just loved to feel his big strong body and muscles. I kissed his chest, sucked his nipples and then worked my way down past his navel to his cock.

I just love to look at it, stroke it, play with it and suck it. It's like it has a life of its own, and it's like I am hypnotized by it; it's just so big and thick.

Soon he was hard for me again.

I just climbed on top of him and lowered myself onto his throbbing cock. It was very similar to the first time that I rode him. I felt incredibly full with his cock deep inside me.

I bounced up and down as fast as I could on top of that big black dick, forcing him into me as deeply as I possibly could. It was very sexy.

How good he felt, filling me, sending me right back to orgasmic Nirvana.

He placed his large, black hands over my creamy white tits, and began pinching my nipples, just enough to make my orgasms even stronger, which I didn't think possible.

Then he moaned loudly and grunted, "I'm cummin....I'm gonna shoot deep... in your pussy."

I can't explain how hot those words made me!! "Yes...cum in me...give me your black seed."

I felt his cock pulsing deep inside as his hot sperm invaded my body.

We lay in bed for a while, kissed some and then I got dressed. I cleaned myself up just enough so I wouldn't be leaking out all over the place. I wasn't wearing any panties and didn't want it all over my jeans.

When I got home around midnight, I crawled into bed with Mark. I was still wet and sticky with James semen as I told him about my day and everything I did. Then I sucked his cock for him until he came, he was very turned on hearing what I did. I think he liked it.

Mark's needs satiated, I snuggled against him as I lay in bed thinking about the past two days. They were even better than the previous weekend, which I never would have thought possible.

I was a nasty slut both nights. I just loved getting fucked by that big black cock, I couldn't get enough. I loved the fact that James and I got to spend a good deal of the past day together, at his place and dancing at the club.

James made me feel so free, sexual and desirable. When I was with him he made me feel like the most beautiful, sexy woman in the world. Other women are envious of me when we are together.

I was concerned about the conflict the last two days caused Mark, but he just had to realize how much I was enjoying myself. I guessed that we would have to see where this relationship with James went. I knew that he was fun to be with, that he made me feel very sexy, desirable and that the sex was incredible.