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It had been almost two years since my ex-husband announced he wanted a divorce. His announcement was a shock to say the least and his admission that he was moving in with his secretary was a punch in the gut. Before that day I thought I was living a happy, almost perfect life. I was married to a successful businessman, we had two wonderful, healthy youngsters and I was content with being a stay-at-home mother & his trophy wife. Although I am in my early 40’s, I am still considered very attractive with blond hair, large D cup breasts and the figure of a woman 20 years my junior. I have often been told I look like Michelle Pfeiffer but with a hotter body, which is what my ex told me the first time he met me. But in the last few years of our marriage we talked less, fought more and rarely had sex like we did when we were first married.
It was probably the reason he cheated on me and when his 22-year old secretary told him to either leave me or she would walk, he made a decision that would affect me and my k**s forever. First, we tried separation, but the marriage was doomed anyway. For the next year, I still remained faithful, although I had many men ask me out. I thought if I didn’t get involved with anyone, my ex would possibly change his mind and come back. He didn’t and about six months ago we finalized our divorce. We sold the family house and with my son and daughter we moved into a larger home in a nicer neighborhood. I was determined to make my husband pay for his discretions. Even though I got a lot of money from the divorce I decided to work again, part time as a real estate agent.
I even decided to start date again but it has been a disaster. My first was with a co-worker, who got very serious on our first dinner date and asked if I wanted to move in with him before our desert came. The second was with a very handsome man in his late 40’s who I slept with on our third date but discovered he had the smallest penis I have ever seen. My ex was actually nicely endowed with an 8” cock but this poor guy was maybe 4 or 5” at the most and very thin. What made it even worse was he had no technique. But he was a good kisser, which was better that anything I could say about the last guy I slept with. It was just about a month ago and besides being a total bore in bed, he lasted about 5 minutes. Needless to say, I was starving for some good sex and getting hornier every day.
Last week something happened that at the time I didn’t know would change my life, my perspective and reveal something about me that I never knew existed. As I came home with my son Austin and my daughter Megan after picking them up from school, we saw new neighbors were moving in. To my shock it was a young black couple. I say to my shock because of all of the homes in our neighborhood, there was only one other black couple to my knowledge and they were a retired man & wife in their 60’s. As we pulled up into our driveway, my son said “They seem nice.” They were waving at us when I turned off the engine to my car.
They both walked from the moving van parked in front of their house and approached us. “Hi” the woman said, “I’m Treva and this is Isiah. We’re your new neighbors.”
She couldn’t have been nicer or more approachable with her wonderful smile. They shook hands with me and my teenage k**s. “Hi, I’m Heather.” I said “This is Austin and Megan.”
They looked to be in their mid-20’s and I also couldn’t help but notice how handsome Isiah was or how sexy Treva was. Isiah was tall, maybe 6’3” or 6’4”, he had a thin athletic body, his skin was a dark shade of black, while Treva was a slight lighter shade. She looked like she could be a model or actress but it was her body that stunned me. I thought my breasts looked good but hers were even fuller with her low-cut shirt revealing some serious cleavage, perhaps maybe double D sized tits. Her ass was huge and even in the jeans she wore, they revealed a curvaceous bottom that had me jealous when they walked away. I welcomed them to the community and told them if they ever needed anything to not hesitate to come by. Our introduction was brief but very pleasant, it also left me in a total mess for several nights.
Although I am not prejudice in any way, I have never been close with any black people. My husband never warmed up to anyone outside of our race. For our entire marriage we lived in a predominantly white neighborhood and only socialized with white people. One night before my daughter was born and my son was an infant, my ex-husband and I watched a porno movie. We would watch one from time to time, to help me get in the very horny mood he liked me in those days. One scene had a white woman with a black couple. In the middle of the scene my ex asked if I had ever fantasized about a black man. I asked him if he ever wanted to try a black woman, which he quickly answered “hell no!” I told him I didn’t, which was a lie. I had for years without his or anyone else’s knowledge.
When I was in high school, at a slumber party with some friends, we discussed the old stereotype of black men having large cocks. I never had heard of it before and my friends told me it was true. It made me very curious and I would catch myself checking out the crotches of my black schoolmates and wondering if they had a big cock. My first boyfriend was average and I ached for years to know what a large cock felt like. The second man I ever slept with was a little bigger but until I met my ex-husband, I was never satisfied with a man’s cock, but the black man in the video was huge and the red headed woman who was with this black couple looked to be in extasy. He skipped over the scene to my dismay, but I didn’t say anything. It wasn’t until that night when he was asleep, I took the DVD to the living room and watched the scene and masturbated, cumming very intensely.
Over the years, I would fantasize about a black man or couple without my husband’s knowledge. In the shower or even during the day when I was all alone. I couldn’t help but realize I was very curious about having sex with someone outside of my race. Perhaps that is the reason why the sex decreased and he went to another women, but this might be ironic fate for what was going to happen in my life. Even during the separation, I would have the fantasy from time to time and it seemed like that was when I got the horniest, I would think about interracial sex and would cum the hardest. After meeting Treva and Isiah, I masturbated that night and every night afterwards. I imagined Isiah having a cock even bigger than my ex’s and what Treva’s body looked like nude. Every night it got more intense than the previous night and I was literally driving myself crazy with lust.
That weekend my ex had Austin and Heather until Sunday night. On Friday night, since I had the place to myself, I stroked my pussy dreaming of some hot mixed-race sex with my neighbors. I screamed in delight when I came and slept hard that night. The next day I woke up later than usual with everyone gone. I fixed myself a bowl of fruit and yogurt and sat in my living room. I could hear the sound of R&B music coming from outside. When I peeked out of the window, carefully pulling back the curtains, I saw Isiah washing his car. He looked so good in a tee shirt and jeans. I opened up my robe with nothing on underneath and started to play with my pussy once again, it got dripping wet in seconds and I thought I would cum in another minute but then a crazy and devious ideal came into my head.
I ran into my bedroom and put on a pair of bikini bottoms and the tightest tee shirt I could find but without wearing a bra. I grabbed a bucket and a large sponge from the kitchen and went outside. “Oh, hi Isiah” I said acting surprised to see him.
“Afternoon, Heather. I see you are in the mood to wash your car too.” he replied.
“It’s too nice of a day not to.” I tell him, without revealing my true motive. I start to rinse off my car, while keeping an eye on the handsome stud just fifty feet from me. “Oh shoot!” I said out loud. “Isiah, do you have any soap I can borrow, I don’t have any.”
“Sure.” He said and walked over with a bottle of his soap and filled some in my bucket. I filled the bucket with water and begin to wash my vehicle very sloppily and not afraid to get my shirt wet. I keep looking over to see if Isiah had noticed that my nipples were obviously showing through my shirt but to my disappointment, he started to vacuum his car and never looked at me. I really got myself drenched from head to toe with my shoulder length blond hair dripping wet and even pulling up on my bikini bottom to make my ass cheeks hang out a little more. As I rinsed off the soap, Isiah finished with his car and went inside his townhouse saying “Well, take care Heather.”
Frustrated and refusing to accept defeat, I concocted an even bolder plan. After finishing with my car wash, I walked to Isiah’s door and knocked. When he answered I said, “I am so sorry to bother you again, but dumb ole me has locked myself out of my house. Can I use a phone to call my family with some keys? My cell phone is inside.”
Seeing that I am dripping wet, Isiah invited me inside. “Now whats this?” As we walk into the living room. “Your locked out and need a phone?”
“Yes, I feel so dumb.” I tell him in girlish way.
“Wait right here, my phone is in my car. I’ll go get it.” He says.
He leaves for a few minutes and comes in, handing me his cell phone. “You must be cold, your dripping wet. Let me get you a towel.”
As he disappears down the hallway, I take the phone and call my ex. “Hey, yeah its me.” I say in a low voice, hoping Isiah doesn’t hear me. “Everything ok with them? Ok great, I’ll see you Sunday.” I probably confused my ex but I had to act like I called someone. My plan is to tell Isiah that someone will be over in an hour and maybe I can get him to notice me in my wet tee shirt. In my head I wasn’t trying to seduce him, but put an image of me in his head like he has been in mine for the past week.
“Everything ok?” I hear Isiah’s voice behind me. As I turn to tell him that it will be a little time until someone can bring a key, I see a sight that shocks and excites me immediately. Isiah is standing there with only a towel wrapped around his waist. He walks around and stands right in front of me.
“When I stepped out, I actually opened your front door, so we both know you aren’t locked out. We also know you want me to notice how you look in that wet tee shirt. Since you went to all of this trouble to get my attention, I thought I should get yours. So, here’s your towel…take it.” He said inviting.
Suddenly fear and intimidation washed over me as I pondered what I had gotten myself into. “Isiah, I really thought I was locked out and…” Suddenly he stepped even closer to me. Isiah was less than a foot away and he once again commanded, “Take the towel Heather.” Almost instinctually I reached my hand out, which was visibly shaking. I pulled the towel and it fell to the floor revealing Isiah’s completely nude body. It was hotter and sexier than I imagined. He had muscular arms, legs, a six-pack and a very well-defined chest, all covered in dark chocolate skin. It was the first time I had seen a black man in the nude in front of me and it was an incredible sight. When my eyes fixated on Isiah’s throbbing cock, I nearly swallowed my tongue. Before that day I had never seen a cock larger than my ex’s, but Isiah’s ebony monster easily bested him both in length and girth. It hung and was semi-erect but it still looked huge and very thick. It pulsated in front of my eyes and was still growing, getting harder as I stared at it.
My hand started to reach out to grab his impressive manhood, but I pulled it back. My thoughts turned to Treva and how awful I would feel knowing I had disrespected her marriage the way my ex-husband’s secretary did mine. Isiah saw my hesitation and asked what was wrong.
“I can’t… I can’t do this to Treva.” I tell him.
“Maybe I want you to.” A familiar voice said behind me and I turned in shock to see Treva entering the room, completely nude! Her body was incredibly hot and sexy. Her curvaceous body was unbelievable with huge swollen tits and a round shapely ass without an ounce of fat, just about as close to perfection as a woman could be. Her dark shiny skin only made her body more erotic and alluring. I was speechless, this hot black couple stood in front of me as all I could do was stare in silent shock. They knew they had me speechless.
Treva stood next to her husband and began to stroke his huge cock. “Are you sure you wanna pass up on this?”, she asked teasingly. I watched as her hand caused his cock to grow even longer, thicker and harder. It had to be over 10” now.
“That’s the biggest cock I have ever seen” I say in a shy, frightened voice. My intimidation was clear and obvious. But now I had no reason to refuse, Treva was there encouraging me to suck Isaiah’s cock. Treva cupped the back of my head and brought it closer to his dick. Now my mouth was just inches from this huge black cock and I knew I was soon going to enjoy my first interracial experience. Without saying a word, I opened my mouth, inviting Treva to fill it with Isaiah’s ebony monster. Treva pushed my head forward and brought Isiah’s cock to my lips and I was soon was filled with his ebony staff. I wrapped my lips around the slab of meat that had stuffed my mouth and began to suck.
It was truly a mouthful, my jaws wide, taking his thickness. As much as it filled my mouth, there was still nearly half of his cock out of my mouth which made me utter “Oh my God!”, despite it being full of his manhood. Treva had a domineering look on her face as she caused my mouth to bob up and down on Isiah’s dick by holding my head and pushing it back and forth. She had a handful of my hair as she caused me to go down deep on his cock. Each time I was made to go down deep on his huge dark dick, my mouth would water more intensely until saliva started to spill out of my mouth and droll onto my chin. It also coated Isiah’s penis and made it look slick & wet.
As I continued to suck his cock, my mind wondered to past times when my ex would beg and plead me to give him oral sex. Although I would usually succumb to his begging, I never really enjoyed sucking his cock. Sucking Isiah’s huge cock was different. I really adored doing it because it turned me on. It also helped when Treva began to remove my wet cloths and stripped me completely nude. Now I was as nude as this sexy, ebony couple and as I continued to lick and suck all 11” of Isiah’s dark prick, his wife began to fondle my tits and body.
With my mouth so wet and because he was so big, the sounds of my mouth slurping on his cock was very loud, as was my moaning. I moaned because I loved what Treva was doing to me, touching and caressing me while kissing and licking my neck and behind my ears. While she violated me in a very feminine way, her husband was violating my mouth in a very manly way. I was in heaven. Treva pulled his heavy penis out of my mouth and rubbed the soaking wet head all over my face. She soon painted my face with my saliva and lifted his cock inviting me to suck and lick his huge balls. Again, it was an act I used to protest to do to my ex-husband or actually flatly refused, but for Isiah and Treva, I was all too eager.
“MMMMMMM” I purred as I had a mouthful of just one of his nuts. They were surprisingly delicious with a touch of sweetness while being a tad salty. They were shaved smooth so it made it even better to lick them. I even sucked on them one at a time because there was no way both huge nuts were going to fit in my mouth. Soon I was licking back up his incredible length which was something I still couldn’t get over. “My God, you are truly lucky to married to a man with a cock like this.” I felt compelled to tell Treva.
As soon as those words came out of my mouth, Treva joined me in polishing off Isiah’s cock with her mouth. Although there was plenty of cock to share, we often came across each other’s lips and when we did, we kissed with passion and excitement. Treva had full, thick lips which made her kisses powerful and soft. If I wasn’t sitting on the couch I probably would have fell to my knees, she had them so weak with her kisses. When I wasn’t kissing Treva with passion and desire, I was stridently sucking Isiah’s huge African member. My mouth was in ecstasy.
Our oral rendezvous could have lasted all day but soon Treva pulled away and took her husband’s cock out of my mouth. “Please, please let me suck it more. Just a little more.” I begged. It was hard to believe that I was begging like my husband, but if he wanted to be sucked half as bad as I wanted to continue to suck on this monster cock, I couldn’t blame him.
“No, no” Treva said sternly, “Its time you really enjoy this cock.” With those words, I knew what was next and I quickly shifted back on the couch and spread my legs. Although I could have continued to give Isiah some passionate oral sex, I knew it was time to really enjoy my first black cock. I left my ass hanging on the side of the couch and laid back with my head propped up. Isiah got on his knees in front of me and stroked his cock. Although he was hard as a rock, he jacked on it in front of my open legs. I couldn’t tell if he wanted to stiffen it a bit more or just tease me. It was probably the later, because he just looked at me while he jacked off that beautiful piece of dark meat.
Treva stood next to Isiah and looked down at me, her voice was serious and true when she asked, “So, are you ready for your first black cock?”
“Yes” I answered.
“You’ve wanted a black cock for a long time, haven’t you?”
“I have yes, it’s true I admit it! I have wanted a big black cock since I was a teenager.” I confessed. I never told anyone this.
“Have you ever thought of a black man and a black woman at the same time?”
“Yes, I have thought of that for just as many years. I have never fantasied about a white couple, only black couples. I have waited for this day for a long time.” Her questions were filling me with anticipation and making my pussy even wetter.
“Did you want us when you first met us?” Treva asked.
“I have fantasized about you two every night since I met you.” I tell her honestly.
“Well the wait is over.” Isiah interrupts and pushed his huge cock head inside me. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. The sensation of his huge head pushing against my pussy lips is incredible and just when I thought he might be too big; it penetrated my lips and slid inside me. My wet pussy helped glide him deeper and deeper as I watch the incredible sight of his long ebony cock pushing deeper and deeper into my white pussy. As inch after inch continues to find its way inside me, Treva comes to my side and again fondles my tits and soon begins to suck on them.
I have to shift my head to continue to witness the erotic sight of that big black cock sliding inside me. Isiah’s expert touch knows how to handle his big dick with a woman who has never had a man of his size. Although it is filling and pushes my limits, his cock is never too painful. Well, maybe a touch, but not enough to prevent me from really enjoying it. Isiah smartly slides a few inches inside me, then pulls out, followed with a deeper push of his cock. It takes him a while before he has completely filled my pussy with his big black cock and he still has an inch or two to go! I throw my head back in great pleasure with Isiah plunging deep inside of me with incredible girth and Treva squeezing & sucking my tits.
“You two are incredible!” I announce. With that Treva does what I had been hoping she would do for some time; she jumps up on the couch and lowers her pussy in front of my face. Now when I was in college, I had kissed a girl on a dare at a frat party and even grabbed her breast, but as far as my history with woman that’s as far as I ever went. Now I was staring at this young black woman’s pussy. It was just a few inches from my face. I waited for Treva to smother me with it but she just left it there, inches from my mouth. I could tell she was teasing me.
“Come get it white girl.” Her voice sounded angry but is sounded like music to my ears because it made me really want to taste her. I immediately stuck my tongue out of my mouth and slid it between her pussy lips, penetrating her with my tongue. I took my lips and engulfed her pussy, giving it a suck as I completely enveloped my mouth over her sexy black pussy. It hit me like a ton of bricks; I was eating a black woman’s pussy. It was an act I would have never believed I would find myself doing a couple of years ago but at this moment I felt like it was something I was born to do.
As I dug into Treva’s pussy with my mouth, Isiah was starting to pump my snatch with longer and faster strokes. He was now really starting to give it to me with his thrust picking up speed and I was loving it with the added pleasure of Treva pushing her pussy deeper on my mouth. Treva grabbed a handful of my hair and started to face fuck me, my tongue was buried deep inside her while I continued to suck on her pussy with my lips and mouth. Her pussy was sweet and musky, a taste that I will remember the rest of my life. Treva threw her head up and said in a deep husky voice, “Yeah, get it white girl. Eat that black pussy!” I loved how vocal she was, and she was certainly the most talkative of us three.
Isiah had a hold of my legs behind my knees as he continued to pick up the pace and the length of his strokes. I looked down taking a break from devouring Treva’s pussy to see his Isiah’s large, thick ebony dick really starting to punish me. He stokes were expert and he seemed like he could go all day long with his steady, rhythmic pumping. I quickly went back to munching on Treva’s hot, wet black pussy. I was admiring how hard and swollen her clit got and I started to lick on it. Her cunt lips were swollen as well and stuck out like a couple of fleshy flaps that just made me want to lick and suck on. She was incredibly wet and it made my mouth water greatly, making everything sloppy and messy. But I loved it.
It was at this time I realized I had a handful of both of her ass cheeks, something that I knew I admired but subconsciously I really wanted to grab and caress. I was amazed with how a woman like that could have such a fleshy, bulbous ass yet keep it so firm and tight. The allure of a black woman’s huge ass was too much for me and while I continued to eat her pussy out, I was palming it like a teenager on his first slow dance. As Treva gyrated her hips and grinded her pussy on my mouth, she made deep, loud exhales while she squinted her eyes tightly and gritted her teeth. She was actually fucking my mouth with the same motion he husband was stoking my cunt.
Suddenly Isiah pulled out of me and I felt him get up on the couch on his knees, his large cock suddenly came into my view as he substituted my tongue with his huge cock. I took the opportunity to give his shaft a lick as he slid up into his wife’s hole. He penetrated her deeply and began to fuck her as fast as he was fucking me. I didn’t want to lose my view of this beautiful sight and added my tongue to anywhere I could lick; cock, pussy or balls. Isiah would slide his cock all the way deep in her and then pull it almost completely out and hold it there while I licked off all of Treva’s pussy juice from his shaft. Then he repeated the motion and I again repeated my cleaning. If he kept fucking her, I would lick her clit or his huge nuts. Once he accidently pulled out all the way and I feverishly began to suck his cock, not giving him a chance to reenter her. He let me suck on his cock for about a minute until he pulled it out of my hungry mouth and slid it back into Treva, wet with my saliva.
I can’t tell you the pleasure I had being there witnessing this incredible sight of a remarkable dick fuck this impressive pussy. The emotion and excitement of the moment overtook me and I exclaimed, “My God, black people are just better at sex.”
It was a silly statement, but it actually felt like the most truthful thing I have said in my life. As I continued to lick and kiss their private parts as this sexy black couple fucked, my words got bolder and revealed my inner thoughts. “I wanna be your white sex slave. I have never been so turned on in my life!”
I could hear Isiah whispering something to Treva and suddenly he pulled out of her, Treva hoped off of my face and went into the kitchen, returning with a bottle of water. “Thirsty?” she asked.
I drank some water and asked in a frightened voice, “Are we done? Are you all quitting?” I was really fearful that we were done. Treva took the bottle and took a huge swig herself. “No baby, we just giving you a chance to catch your breath.” She said in a humorous way. Isiah stood there wiping himself with the towel, he had built up quite a sweat. Incredibly his cock never lost its erection as I continued to stare at it and Treva’s jaw-dropping body.
When Treva put down the bottle, she walked up to me and started to kiss me deeply. I took a handful of one of her huge tits and again palmed her ass with the other, I just simply couldn’t get enough of her body. Isiah pressed against my back and the two sandwiched me. I couldn’t help but picture an Oreo cookie, it was a silly thought but also very sexy and appealing. Isiah kissed my neck and caressed my arms and shoulders; he had an exciting touch. I could feel his hard, throbbing cock against my butt. It was intoxicating having a massive ebony dick pressed against me while I fondled his curvaceous Nubian wife. Their hands started to explore every inch they could with all four hands touching my tits, ass, hips and stomach at many angles. “Oh my God!” I whimpered. I was almost in tears with erotic emotion. I kept repeating my exclamation as the hot black couple started to French kiss me. The sensation of tongue kissing not one but two people with an expert touch was powerful and mind-blowing. Our three tongues swirled and danced over each other’s; it was sheep physical poetry.
I kissed both Treva and Isiah individually that way with our tongues way out of our mouths, but fervently flicking and dancing around. I’ll have to admit both were the best French kissers I have ever had, and I have French kissed many. I moaned from their technique and then I deeply kissed Treva and then hugged her. Treva whispered in my ear, “Are you ready to be our white sex slave?” And I nervously nodded yes as I knew I was about to begin something that would change me for the rest of my life.
It was probably the reason he cheated on me and when his 22-year old secretary told him to either leave me or she would walk, he made a decision that would affect me and my k**s forever. First, we tried separation, but the marriage was doomed anyway. For the next year, I still remained faithful, although I had many men ask me out. I thought if I didn’t get involved with anyone, my ex would possibly change his mind and come back. He didn’t and about six months ago we finalized our divorce. We sold the family house and with my son and daughter we moved into a larger home in a nicer neighborhood. I was determined to make my husband pay for his discretions. Even though I got a lot of money from the divorce I decided to work again, part time as a real estate agent.
I even decided to start date again but it has been a disaster. My first was with a co-worker, who got very serious on our first dinner date and asked if I wanted to move in with him before our desert came. The second was with a very handsome man in his late 40’s who I slept with on our third date but discovered he had the smallest penis I have ever seen. My ex was actually nicely endowed with an 8” cock but this poor guy was maybe 4 or 5” at the most and very thin. What made it even worse was he had no technique. But he was a good kisser, which was better that anything I could say about the last guy I slept with. It was just about a month ago and besides being a total bore in bed, he lasted about 5 minutes. Needless to say, I was starving for some good sex and getting hornier every day.
Last week something happened that at the time I didn’t know would change my life, my perspective and reveal something about me that I never knew existed. As I came home with my son Austin and my daughter Megan after picking them up from school, we saw new neighbors were moving in. To my shock it was a young black couple. I say to my shock because of all of the homes in our neighborhood, there was only one other black couple to my knowledge and they were a retired man & wife in their 60’s. As we pulled up into our driveway, my son said “They seem nice.” They were waving at us when I turned off the engine to my car.
They both walked from the moving van parked in front of their house and approached us. “Hi” the woman said, “I’m Treva and this is Isiah. We’re your new neighbors.”
She couldn’t have been nicer or more approachable with her wonderful smile. They shook hands with me and my teenage k**s. “Hi, I’m Heather.” I said “This is Austin and Megan.”
They looked to be in their mid-20’s and I also couldn’t help but notice how handsome Isiah was or how sexy Treva was. Isiah was tall, maybe 6’3” or 6’4”, he had a thin athletic body, his skin was a dark shade of black, while Treva was a slight lighter shade. She looked like she could be a model or actress but it was her body that stunned me. I thought my breasts looked good but hers were even fuller with her low-cut shirt revealing some serious cleavage, perhaps maybe double D sized tits. Her ass was huge and even in the jeans she wore, they revealed a curvaceous bottom that had me jealous when they walked away. I welcomed them to the community and told them if they ever needed anything to not hesitate to come by. Our introduction was brief but very pleasant, it also left me in a total mess for several nights.
Although I am not prejudice in any way, I have never been close with any black people. My husband never warmed up to anyone outside of our race. For our entire marriage we lived in a predominantly white neighborhood and only socialized with white people. One night before my daughter was born and my son was an infant, my ex-husband and I watched a porno movie. We would watch one from time to time, to help me get in the very horny mood he liked me in those days. One scene had a white woman with a black couple. In the middle of the scene my ex asked if I had ever fantasized about a black man. I asked him if he ever wanted to try a black woman, which he quickly answered “hell no!” I told him I didn’t, which was a lie. I had for years without his or anyone else’s knowledge.
When I was in high school, at a slumber party with some friends, we discussed the old stereotype of black men having large cocks. I never had heard of it before and my friends told me it was true. It made me very curious and I would catch myself checking out the crotches of my black schoolmates and wondering if they had a big cock. My first boyfriend was average and I ached for years to know what a large cock felt like. The second man I ever slept with was a little bigger but until I met my ex-husband, I was never satisfied with a man’s cock, but the black man in the video was huge and the red headed woman who was with this black couple looked to be in extasy. He skipped over the scene to my dismay, but I didn’t say anything. It wasn’t until that night when he was asleep, I took the DVD to the living room and watched the scene and masturbated, cumming very intensely.
Over the years, I would fantasize about a black man or couple without my husband’s knowledge. In the shower or even during the day when I was all alone. I couldn’t help but realize I was very curious about having sex with someone outside of my race. Perhaps that is the reason why the sex decreased and he went to another women, but this might be ironic fate for what was going to happen in my life. Even during the separation, I would have the fantasy from time to time and it seemed like that was when I got the horniest, I would think about interracial sex and would cum the hardest. After meeting Treva and Isiah, I masturbated that night and every night afterwards. I imagined Isiah having a cock even bigger than my ex’s and what Treva’s body looked like nude. Every night it got more intense than the previous night and I was literally driving myself crazy with lust.
That weekend my ex had Austin and Heather until Sunday night. On Friday night, since I had the place to myself, I stroked my pussy dreaming of some hot mixed-race sex with my neighbors. I screamed in delight when I came and slept hard that night. The next day I woke up later than usual with everyone gone. I fixed myself a bowl of fruit and yogurt and sat in my living room. I could hear the sound of R&B music coming from outside. When I peeked out of the window, carefully pulling back the curtains, I saw Isiah washing his car. He looked so good in a tee shirt and jeans. I opened up my robe with nothing on underneath and started to play with my pussy once again, it got dripping wet in seconds and I thought I would cum in another minute but then a crazy and devious ideal came into my head.
I ran into my bedroom and put on a pair of bikini bottoms and the tightest tee shirt I could find but without wearing a bra. I grabbed a bucket and a large sponge from the kitchen and went outside. “Oh, hi Isiah” I said acting surprised to see him.
“Afternoon, Heather. I see you are in the mood to wash your car too.” he replied.
“It’s too nice of a day not to.” I tell him, without revealing my true motive. I start to rinse off my car, while keeping an eye on the handsome stud just fifty feet from me. “Oh shoot!” I said out loud. “Isiah, do you have any soap I can borrow, I don’t have any.”
“Sure.” He said and walked over with a bottle of his soap and filled some in my bucket. I filled the bucket with water and begin to wash my vehicle very sloppily and not afraid to get my shirt wet. I keep looking over to see if Isiah had noticed that my nipples were obviously showing through my shirt but to my disappointment, he started to vacuum his car and never looked at me. I really got myself drenched from head to toe with my shoulder length blond hair dripping wet and even pulling up on my bikini bottom to make my ass cheeks hang out a little more. As I rinsed off the soap, Isiah finished with his car and went inside his townhouse saying “Well, take care Heather.”
Frustrated and refusing to accept defeat, I concocted an even bolder plan. After finishing with my car wash, I walked to Isiah’s door and knocked. When he answered I said, “I am so sorry to bother you again, but dumb ole me has locked myself out of my house. Can I use a phone to call my family with some keys? My cell phone is inside.”
Seeing that I am dripping wet, Isiah invited me inside. “Now whats this?” As we walk into the living room. “Your locked out and need a phone?”
“Yes, I feel so dumb.” I tell him in girlish way.
“Wait right here, my phone is in my car. I’ll go get it.” He says.
He leaves for a few minutes and comes in, handing me his cell phone. “You must be cold, your dripping wet. Let me get you a towel.”
As he disappears down the hallway, I take the phone and call my ex. “Hey, yeah its me.” I say in a low voice, hoping Isiah doesn’t hear me. “Everything ok with them? Ok great, I’ll see you Sunday.” I probably confused my ex but I had to act like I called someone. My plan is to tell Isiah that someone will be over in an hour and maybe I can get him to notice me in my wet tee shirt. In my head I wasn’t trying to seduce him, but put an image of me in his head like he has been in mine for the past week.
“Everything ok?” I hear Isiah’s voice behind me. As I turn to tell him that it will be a little time until someone can bring a key, I see a sight that shocks and excites me immediately. Isiah is standing there with only a towel wrapped around his waist. He walks around and stands right in front of me.
“When I stepped out, I actually opened your front door, so we both know you aren’t locked out. We also know you want me to notice how you look in that wet tee shirt. Since you went to all of this trouble to get my attention, I thought I should get yours. So, here’s your towel…take it.” He said inviting.
Suddenly fear and intimidation washed over me as I pondered what I had gotten myself into. “Isiah, I really thought I was locked out and…” Suddenly he stepped even closer to me. Isiah was less than a foot away and he once again commanded, “Take the towel Heather.” Almost instinctually I reached my hand out, which was visibly shaking. I pulled the towel and it fell to the floor revealing Isiah’s completely nude body. It was hotter and sexier than I imagined. He had muscular arms, legs, a six-pack and a very well-defined chest, all covered in dark chocolate skin. It was the first time I had seen a black man in the nude in front of me and it was an incredible sight. When my eyes fixated on Isiah’s throbbing cock, I nearly swallowed my tongue. Before that day I had never seen a cock larger than my ex’s, but Isiah’s ebony monster easily bested him both in length and girth. It hung and was semi-erect but it still looked huge and very thick. It pulsated in front of my eyes and was still growing, getting harder as I stared at it.
My hand started to reach out to grab his impressive manhood, but I pulled it back. My thoughts turned to Treva and how awful I would feel knowing I had disrespected her marriage the way my ex-husband’s secretary did mine. Isiah saw my hesitation and asked what was wrong.
“I can’t… I can’t do this to Treva.” I tell him.
“Maybe I want you to.” A familiar voice said behind me and I turned in shock to see Treva entering the room, completely nude! Her body was incredibly hot and sexy. Her curvaceous body was unbelievable with huge swollen tits and a round shapely ass without an ounce of fat, just about as close to perfection as a woman could be. Her dark shiny skin only made her body more erotic and alluring. I was speechless, this hot black couple stood in front of me as all I could do was stare in silent shock. They knew they had me speechless.
Treva stood next to her husband and began to stroke his huge cock. “Are you sure you wanna pass up on this?”, she asked teasingly. I watched as her hand caused his cock to grow even longer, thicker and harder. It had to be over 10” now.
“That’s the biggest cock I have ever seen” I say in a shy, frightened voice. My intimidation was clear and obvious. But now I had no reason to refuse, Treva was there encouraging me to suck Isaiah’s cock. Treva cupped the back of my head and brought it closer to his dick. Now my mouth was just inches from this huge black cock and I knew I was soon going to enjoy my first interracial experience. Without saying a word, I opened my mouth, inviting Treva to fill it with Isaiah’s ebony monster. Treva pushed my head forward and brought Isiah’s cock to my lips and I was soon was filled with his ebony staff. I wrapped my lips around the slab of meat that had stuffed my mouth and began to suck.
It was truly a mouthful, my jaws wide, taking his thickness. As much as it filled my mouth, there was still nearly half of his cock out of my mouth which made me utter “Oh my God!”, despite it being full of his manhood. Treva had a domineering look on her face as she caused my mouth to bob up and down on Isiah’s dick by holding my head and pushing it back and forth. She had a handful of my hair as she caused me to go down deep on his cock. Each time I was made to go down deep on his huge dark dick, my mouth would water more intensely until saliva started to spill out of my mouth and droll onto my chin. It also coated Isiah’s penis and made it look slick & wet.
As I continued to suck his cock, my mind wondered to past times when my ex would beg and plead me to give him oral sex. Although I would usually succumb to his begging, I never really enjoyed sucking his cock. Sucking Isiah’s huge cock was different. I really adored doing it because it turned me on. It also helped when Treva began to remove my wet cloths and stripped me completely nude. Now I was as nude as this sexy, ebony couple and as I continued to lick and suck all 11” of Isiah’s dark prick, his wife began to fondle my tits and body.
With my mouth so wet and because he was so big, the sounds of my mouth slurping on his cock was very loud, as was my moaning. I moaned because I loved what Treva was doing to me, touching and caressing me while kissing and licking my neck and behind my ears. While she violated me in a very feminine way, her husband was violating my mouth in a very manly way. I was in heaven. Treva pulled his heavy penis out of my mouth and rubbed the soaking wet head all over my face. She soon painted my face with my saliva and lifted his cock inviting me to suck and lick his huge balls. Again, it was an act I used to protest to do to my ex-husband or actually flatly refused, but for Isiah and Treva, I was all too eager.
“MMMMMMM” I purred as I had a mouthful of just one of his nuts. They were surprisingly delicious with a touch of sweetness while being a tad salty. They were shaved smooth so it made it even better to lick them. I even sucked on them one at a time because there was no way both huge nuts were going to fit in my mouth. Soon I was licking back up his incredible length which was something I still couldn’t get over. “My God, you are truly lucky to married to a man with a cock like this.” I felt compelled to tell Treva.
As soon as those words came out of my mouth, Treva joined me in polishing off Isiah’s cock with her mouth. Although there was plenty of cock to share, we often came across each other’s lips and when we did, we kissed with passion and excitement. Treva had full, thick lips which made her kisses powerful and soft. If I wasn’t sitting on the couch I probably would have fell to my knees, she had them so weak with her kisses. When I wasn’t kissing Treva with passion and desire, I was stridently sucking Isiah’s huge African member. My mouth was in ecstasy.
Our oral rendezvous could have lasted all day but soon Treva pulled away and took her husband’s cock out of my mouth. “Please, please let me suck it more. Just a little more.” I begged. It was hard to believe that I was begging like my husband, but if he wanted to be sucked half as bad as I wanted to continue to suck on this monster cock, I couldn’t blame him.
“No, no” Treva said sternly, “Its time you really enjoy this cock.” With those words, I knew what was next and I quickly shifted back on the couch and spread my legs. Although I could have continued to give Isiah some passionate oral sex, I knew it was time to really enjoy my first black cock. I left my ass hanging on the side of the couch and laid back with my head propped up. Isiah got on his knees in front of me and stroked his cock. Although he was hard as a rock, he jacked on it in front of my open legs. I couldn’t tell if he wanted to stiffen it a bit more or just tease me. It was probably the later, because he just looked at me while he jacked off that beautiful piece of dark meat.
Treva stood next to Isiah and looked down at me, her voice was serious and true when she asked, “So, are you ready for your first black cock?”
“Yes” I answered.
“You’ve wanted a black cock for a long time, haven’t you?”
“I have yes, it’s true I admit it! I have wanted a big black cock since I was a teenager.” I confessed. I never told anyone this.
“Have you ever thought of a black man and a black woman at the same time?”
“Yes, I have thought of that for just as many years. I have never fantasied about a white couple, only black couples. I have waited for this day for a long time.” Her questions were filling me with anticipation and making my pussy even wetter.
“Did you want us when you first met us?” Treva asked.
“I have fantasized about you two every night since I met you.” I tell her honestly.
“Well the wait is over.” Isiah interrupts and pushed his huge cock head inside me. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. The sensation of his huge head pushing against my pussy lips is incredible and just when I thought he might be too big; it penetrated my lips and slid inside me. My wet pussy helped glide him deeper and deeper as I watch the incredible sight of his long ebony cock pushing deeper and deeper into my white pussy. As inch after inch continues to find its way inside me, Treva comes to my side and again fondles my tits and soon begins to suck on them.
I have to shift my head to continue to witness the erotic sight of that big black cock sliding inside me. Isiah’s expert touch knows how to handle his big dick with a woman who has never had a man of his size. Although it is filling and pushes my limits, his cock is never too painful. Well, maybe a touch, but not enough to prevent me from really enjoying it. Isiah smartly slides a few inches inside me, then pulls out, followed with a deeper push of his cock. It takes him a while before he has completely filled my pussy with his big black cock and he still has an inch or two to go! I throw my head back in great pleasure with Isiah plunging deep inside of me with incredible girth and Treva squeezing & sucking my tits.
“You two are incredible!” I announce. With that Treva does what I had been hoping she would do for some time; she jumps up on the couch and lowers her pussy in front of my face. Now when I was in college, I had kissed a girl on a dare at a frat party and even grabbed her breast, but as far as my history with woman that’s as far as I ever went. Now I was staring at this young black woman’s pussy. It was just a few inches from my face. I waited for Treva to smother me with it but she just left it there, inches from my mouth. I could tell she was teasing me.
“Come get it white girl.” Her voice sounded angry but is sounded like music to my ears because it made me really want to taste her. I immediately stuck my tongue out of my mouth and slid it between her pussy lips, penetrating her with my tongue. I took my lips and engulfed her pussy, giving it a suck as I completely enveloped my mouth over her sexy black pussy. It hit me like a ton of bricks; I was eating a black woman’s pussy. It was an act I would have never believed I would find myself doing a couple of years ago but at this moment I felt like it was something I was born to do.
As I dug into Treva’s pussy with my mouth, Isiah was starting to pump my snatch with longer and faster strokes. He was now really starting to give it to me with his thrust picking up speed and I was loving it with the added pleasure of Treva pushing her pussy deeper on my mouth. Treva grabbed a handful of my hair and started to face fuck me, my tongue was buried deep inside her while I continued to suck on her pussy with my lips and mouth. Her pussy was sweet and musky, a taste that I will remember the rest of my life. Treva threw her head up and said in a deep husky voice, “Yeah, get it white girl. Eat that black pussy!” I loved how vocal she was, and she was certainly the most talkative of us three.
Isiah had a hold of my legs behind my knees as he continued to pick up the pace and the length of his strokes. I looked down taking a break from devouring Treva’s pussy to see his Isiah’s large, thick ebony dick really starting to punish me. He stokes were expert and he seemed like he could go all day long with his steady, rhythmic pumping. I quickly went back to munching on Treva’s hot, wet black pussy. I was admiring how hard and swollen her clit got and I started to lick on it. Her cunt lips were swollen as well and stuck out like a couple of fleshy flaps that just made me want to lick and suck on. She was incredibly wet and it made my mouth water greatly, making everything sloppy and messy. But I loved it.
It was at this time I realized I had a handful of both of her ass cheeks, something that I knew I admired but subconsciously I really wanted to grab and caress. I was amazed with how a woman like that could have such a fleshy, bulbous ass yet keep it so firm and tight. The allure of a black woman’s huge ass was too much for me and while I continued to eat her pussy out, I was palming it like a teenager on his first slow dance. As Treva gyrated her hips and grinded her pussy on my mouth, she made deep, loud exhales while she squinted her eyes tightly and gritted her teeth. She was actually fucking my mouth with the same motion he husband was stoking my cunt.
Suddenly Isiah pulled out of me and I felt him get up on the couch on his knees, his large cock suddenly came into my view as he substituted my tongue with his huge cock. I took the opportunity to give his shaft a lick as he slid up into his wife’s hole. He penetrated her deeply and began to fuck her as fast as he was fucking me. I didn’t want to lose my view of this beautiful sight and added my tongue to anywhere I could lick; cock, pussy or balls. Isiah would slide his cock all the way deep in her and then pull it almost completely out and hold it there while I licked off all of Treva’s pussy juice from his shaft. Then he repeated the motion and I again repeated my cleaning. If he kept fucking her, I would lick her clit or his huge nuts. Once he accidently pulled out all the way and I feverishly began to suck his cock, not giving him a chance to reenter her. He let me suck on his cock for about a minute until he pulled it out of my hungry mouth and slid it back into Treva, wet with my saliva.
I can’t tell you the pleasure I had being there witnessing this incredible sight of a remarkable dick fuck this impressive pussy. The emotion and excitement of the moment overtook me and I exclaimed, “My God, black people are just better at sex.”
It was a silly statement, but it actually felt like the most truthful thing I have said in my life. As I continued to lick and kiss their private parts as this sexy black couple fucked, my words got bolder and revealed my inner thoughts. “I wanna be your white sex slave. I have never been so turned on in my life!”
I could hear Isiah whispering something to Treva and suddenly he pulled out of her, Treva hoped off of my face and went into the kitchen, returning with a bottle of water. “Thirsty?” she asked.
I drank some water and asked in a frightened voice, “Are we done? Are you all quitting?” I was really fearful that we were done. Treva took the bottle and took a huge swig herself. “No baby, we just giving you a chance to catch your breath.” She said in a humorous way. Isiah stood there wiping himself with the towel, he had built up quite a sweat. Incredibly his cock never lost its erection as I continued to stare at it and Treva’s jaw-dropping body.
When Treva put down the bottle, she walked up to me and started to kiss me deeply. I took a handful of one of her huge tits and again palmed her ass with the other, I just simply couldn’t get enough of her body. Isiah pressed against my back and the two sandwiched me. I couldn’t help but picture an Oreo cookie, it was a silly thought but also very sexy and appealing. Isiah kissed my neck and caressed my arms and shoulders; he had an exciting touch. I could feel his hard, throbbing cock against my butt. It was intoxicating having a massive ebony dick pressed against me while I fondled his curvaceous Nubian wife. Their hands started to explore every inch they could with all four hands touching my tits, ass, hips and stomach at many angles. “Oh my God!” I whimpered. I was almost in tears with erotic emotion. I kept repeating my exclamation as the hot black couple started to French kiss me. The sensation of tongue kissing not one but two people with an expert touch was powerful and mind-blowing. Our three tongues swirled and danced over each other’s; it was sheep physical poetry.
I kissed both Treva and Isiah individually that way with our tongues way out of our mouths, but fervently flicking and dancing around. I’ll have to admit both were the best French kissers I have ever had, and I have French kissed many. I moaned from their technique and then I deeply kissed Treva and then hugged her. Treva whispered in my ear, “Are you ready to be our white sex slave?” And I nervously nodded yes as I knew I was about to begin something that would change me for the rest of my life.
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- 19.07.2021
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