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My Wife's First Black Man... free porn video
If you have read any of our other stories, you'd know my wife enjoyed a really nice relationship with a manager who was Black, he wasn't her first, in fact by the time my still, sexy Filipino wife had kissed his lips, licked his chest and made her way down to suck on his large Black cock like a stranded man in the desert drinks his last drop of water. She had already enjoyed the experience of being the "Fuck-Toy with a handful of other Black men!
But what makes this even more enjoyable for me is that, like I wrote in our "How it all started.." story, my wife never wanted to be with a Black man, in fact she hated them, was repulsed by them in every sense of the word! That is why when I finally got to see her be flirted with, seduced by and led away in to a bed room, by a Black man at a BBC party in DC a few years ago, that I was soo turned on, just knowing how this all started, but even that was not her first experience! In fact, her very first time, was on her own and she made the arrangements herself, she shared this story with me soo many times I felt like I was there, but sadly not. So, I will treat you all to her own story, as told by her...
Once my husband revealed his interest in seeing me with other guys I thought, this is strange! Who does this kind of thing and why? What was his game? Did he just want to fuck other people, or is he really just a freak? So after experiencing some crazy good sex with some of his friends I kind of realized that he really did get off watching me be with someone else, but I wanted to keep it simple and not get carried away as I didn't want it to consume us. So we cooled off for a while, like a good 10 years after the "Pool-Parties" as far as the freak show goes. Back when I told him about the two black guys who were hitting up on me at work, I noticed how he really got turned on by that. He would bring it up any chance he could in some way or another. I never understood the desire women had for black guys, I only knew one growing up in the Philippines, he was nice and in fact he wanted to date me, and at first I thought it would be ok, until mu parents said, "NO! You will always be looked at negatively if you marry one of them, besides, it's not right being with someone outside of your race, why cant you find a Filipino boy to date?!" so I did, but I found that Filipino guys can really be a bunch of assholes and I was not going to live the rest of my life with one of them! My parents were not very pleased when I met my husband, but they were at least a little relieved that he was white.
So, the entire time I have lived in the states, the only black guys that I knew of were your neighborhood street types, not very clean, or intelligent, it didn't help change my parents teaching when I saw guys like that walking around with their pants all the way down or swearing and yelling and being abusive to anyone around them. I was grossed out by the idea when my husband asked me if I would ever want to "do" a black guy. "Oh Hell No!!" was my answer. Earlier in our marriage when I would travel to see my friends out of state, my one girlfriend who was dating a black guy, asked me, "Why don't you let me and T hook you up with one of his friends?" I said, "No thanks, I'm not doing a black guy!" she said, "You know, you really should try one, they are soo good in bed, you have no idea what you are missing!" She was once married to a white guy and now divorced and seeing T on a regular basis. I told her I was fine, when it comes to sex and she said, "Oh?! Then why are you here for the weekend planning to fuck that guy you met at the club last time?!
I still wasn't going to screw one of T's friends, or any other black guy down there. It can be hard when you've been raised one way to break out of those old, "Taboo" type notions.
So, I am working now in a corporate environment with hundreds of different ethnic types and cultures, and yes black men as well. So I finally meet these two guys that transferred to our office on a temporary assignment and they both just get crazy with coming on to me! That has to be the one thing I hated about black guys, and it still amazes me to this day, they can see the rock on my finger as big as day, and they will still hit up on me like I am not even married or spoken for! At first it was very annoying, now I think it is funny.
So, as time goes on, I begin to notice that they are really nice guys who are very professional in the way they dress, the way they talk and how they carry themselves, with a freshness and confidence that is actually quite a turn on in some kind of way. I tell my husband about them and he just went crazy! He was like ready to rent a room and give me away, but I said, "NO!" not because they were black, although I still had some mixed feelings about crossing that line with a black guy, but because they were my coworkers, and that is purely a recipe for disaster! I never mix my personal exploits with work, as this is the kind of thing that could really mess up a great job and I liked mine way too much.
I knew my feelings were changing because I finally found black men who were the same caliber that I liked being around, I started meeting and getting to know more guys who were really nice and well mannered. At night my husband would laying next to me and tell me to close my eyes and think of one of those two guys while he kissed me and licked my nipple and slowly made his way down to eat me out, he'd be asking me, "Would you let him touch you like this, kiss you like this?" and I would envision one of them doing what my husband was doing to me and say, "Yes"
He had me thinking about them and then he'd ask me, "Would you touch his body?" "Yes!" "Would you hold his cock in you hands?" "Yes!" "Would you suck his cock, his black cock?!" and I literally pictured putting his black cock in my mouth and sucking it, "Yes, I'd suck his black cock!" "Would you fuck this black man, would you open your legs and let him put his big black cock inside you?!" I thought about it and really felt soo turned on of the thought of being fucked by my black friend and said, " Yes, I'd fuck that black cock all night long!" but I could not get passed doing this with one of these guys from work. I did not want to be the talk of the "Boyz-Club" how i finally gave it up to one of these guys, I knew it would have to be with some one else and some place not close to home.
If you know anything about job from our story about me and my manager,(I know, kind of shoots the theory down about doing a coworker, but he was a manager, and only there a short time, so it worked out for us)
You will know that my job traveled and traveled a lot!
My team and I was dispatched to New Orleans, and it was right around Mardi-Gras time, so we knew we were going to have some fun down there! One of my girlfriends (the one who told me to fuck one of the two black guys back at the office) was with me and we were at a little place on Bourbon St, after wrapping up our assignment for the week, just having some drinks and kicking back with all the festivities going on around us. Just then about 4 middle aged white guys came over to the table next to us and bought us both drinks, as we kept drinking and talking to them I began to get bored and let my eyes wander around trying to figure out how we could lose these guys, I see a black guy standing across the way staring at me and smiling. I smiled back and thought nothing of it, when one of the white guys invited us back to their place I knew I had to make my break to get away. I got up and walked to the bar, as I walked over, the black guy came up to me and said, "I'd like to buy you a drink and ask you to dance, but your friends might get mad." I laughed and said, "I have no idea who these guys are, they came over to our table, and started buying drinks!" he laughed and looked down at my ring and said, " Well, I see your married..." and he just stopped there as I answered him, "Hey, I'm not looking for a relationship here!" I couldn't believe that came out of my mouth and but with everything my husband and I have been doing, I felt I was ok to give the sign!
So we had some drinks and started to dance, he got behind me and took my hand and placed it on his pants where I could feel his cock, I quickly pulled my hand away, then he took my hand and put it back there again! I was startled at this, but turned on by his assertiveness, and even more turned on by the way his cock felt under his pants! As I was leaving the next day I knew nothing was going to happen so we just hung out there and talked, he and I had a lot of things in common as far as work and careers go, so it was nice just getting to actually know him a little bit. We exchanged emails and phone #'s and he said that if I ever travel to Houston, let him know. As I was getting ready to leave, he pulled me in close and kissed me! That was a shock to me, as my girlfriend's jaw almost hit the floor along with mine! I had never kissed a black man before so I was dumbstruck! But I felt really good about it.
So, when I went home, I couldn't wait to tell my husband about it, he was crazy beyond belief that this had happened and that I was actually excited about it! The best part was that in two months, my team was being dispatched to Houston! I reached out to my new friend and told him that I would be traveling there for a week. He said to contact him when I arrived and we could go out! I started getting cold feet and told my husband that I didn't think I could go through with it. He asked me, "How did it feel when you were talking to him?" I said it felt good, he asked, "How did it feel to touch his cock?" I told him it felt good, really good! then he asked me, " How did it feel to be kissed by him?" I told him I felt really good being kissed by him. He told me to go and meet him, have dinner and a few drinks and get to know him a bit and if you feel like you can't go through with it, he should be able to understand at least you tried.
So, as I make my way to the hotel after our first day of work, I tell my team that I planned to meet up with some of my family, so I would not see them at dinner. As I walk to the lobby, I see him standing over by the bar and lounge nearby, We make eye contact and I motion for him to wait for me outside. As I change over to something sexy, I put on a short skirt, not too short but short enough to show my legs and a some heels and top that brought it all home! As I walk outside he is waiting for me in a really nice Lexus, as I get in, my skirt is shorter than I had planned for as most of my legs are in full sight. He stares down at them and leans forward and gives me a kiss, a deep passionate kiss and gently places his hand on my thigh and caresses it, I hadn't been in his car for 30 seconds and I was wet with excitement, my nipples gave me away as well, as they were rock hard. As he finished his kiss and left me in another trance, his hand gently slid down to my thong and he felt my wet shaved pussy. I was just frozen and in a trance. He looked at me and asked me, "This is not the first time you have been with another man has it?" I looked at him, smiled and said, "No" then he said, "But it IS the first time you have been with a black man, so am I your first?" I smiled and looked at him and replied, "Well, you haven"t had me YET, but if it goes there, then yes, you would be my first black guy." he smiled and said, "Well, this is a first for both of us, I have never been with a Filipino before, so looks like we are both in for a night of Firsts, if it goes that way!" We laughed and went to dinner, had some drinks and got to know eachother a little better.
As he brought me back to the hotel, it was very late, so I wasn't too worried about seeing any of my team, we walked in to the elevator and as the doors shut he stood behind me and kissed my neck. It felt nice and comforting as I was starting to feel the sensations of what I was about to do. As we walked to my room, all I could think of was how I felt like a school girl all over again, my nerves were like butterflies going crazy thinking of an entire lifetime of how this was wrong, this was soo "taboo"! Here I am about to let this man, a black man at that in my room, by myself! The one person who hounded me for years to do this wasn't even there to see it!
As I got to the door, and opened it up he looked me in the eyes and you could tell he knew I was nervous and apprehensive, he kissed me and said, " I know, I got you." and kissed me again. I knew I had made the right choice, I knew I wanted him.
As we went inside, and shut the door, he pulled me in close and kissed me, his hands slowly making their way down to my hips and pulled me in closer and gently squeezed my ass. I could feel his cock growing while his tongue made a home in my mouth. He smelled soo good, and felt soo good holding me, I just melted in his arms. As we finished kissing, I wanted to change out of my clothes and wear something else, my husband had gotten me sexy little top and panty set to wear with some heals, he said,"If your going to be a BBC Slut, then dress the part!" that was the feeling I was experiencing, I felt like a whore, like a slut doing this, and I am no angel but this had to be the first time that I felt soo dirty! (and it felt good)
As I changed in to my outfit, in the bathroom, he walks in on me, completely naked, he looked soo muscular with out clothes, he was well defined and solid, his dark skin was such a contrast to mine, even though Filipino's have a natural tan, I was light next to him. My heart skipped a beat, as he turned me around to face the mirror and he held me from behind, his hand came around in front and made its way to my soaking wet pussy, his other hand wrapping around me and cupping my breasts. I could feel his cock thickening and pressing on me from behind, my hands reached back on instinct and I felt it, finally out side of its clothing. I stood there in total disbelief at what I was seeing, this black man holding me in his arms, touching me in places that I would have never dreamed of a black man touching me years earlier, as my hands kept holding his cock, now fully erect be hind me.It felt soo good to be there with him, it was like I was a virgin all over again!
He led me out side and in front of the patio, the lights were off, the moonlight shining in, the city lights proudly welcoming us there, I faced him and kissed him again, now allowing instinct and pure passion to take control as I lost all of my inhibitions and began to kiss him on the neck and work my way down as he stood there with his hands on my shoulders guiding me as I continued to kiss and lick this black body until there it stood before me, his cock. For the first time I had actually seen one for real and held it, I stared straight in to his eyes and gently, licked the tip with my tongue, and rolled it around in my mouth, then just pulling it in fully, my hands resting on his abs as I kneeled down in the moonlight for all of Houston to see. Me, a married woman,for the first time,sucking a black man's cock and loving every taboo feeling that came with it! He tasted soo good, so different than my husbands or any other man's cock before. I could not stop wanting to please him, and the more I sucked and licked him it felt like it was growing even larger! I tasted his pre-cum and I knew I wanted more, as I continued I could feel him begin to tense up and so I began to massage his sac and pull his cock in my mouth more, just then he shook and grunted as a stream of his cum just poured into my mouth! I just swallowed as it shot at me and let the rest roll around in my mouth, as I looked up at his eyes, he shook a few more times getting every last thrust of his warm cum out of the tip and in to my mouth. Still staring up at him, I rolled his cum in my mouth and around his cock and then swallowed it and licked his shaft and head some more. He just gasped and trembled as I cleaned him off. He stood me up and held me in his arms and kissed me soo passionately, and soo deep that I thought his tongue would go down my throat.
He picked me up and carried me to the bed and laid me down and began kissing me and making his way down to my breasts, where he sucked my nipples and literally was able to put his entire mouth around my breast and suck it, I had never had a guy do that before! then he kissed his way down and found my wet waiting pussy, he just buried those soft lips and tongue and drove me wild! I've had guys eat me out before, but never like this!
I was soo alive, It felt soo good being taken by this black man, and I hadn't even had his cock in me yet! I could not wait any longer, as I lay there with my legs open wide as he is diving in to me with his tongue, I just screamed out, "Oh God, just Fuck me with that black cock!"
Then he pulls me to the edge of the bed, and stands while the moonlight shines into the room, I can see him take my legs and hold them straight up along his chest so I can see the contrast of our skin tones, as begins to give me his cock. He slowly pushed the tip inside and as it enters me, I lean back in exctacy feeling this much thicker and longer cock push its way into me. I was finally feeling a black cock slide its way into me and it felt soo good! Now I knew what my girlfriend was talking about, because with my husband, if he came, that would be it for the night, but this man had shot his load in my mouth just minutes earlier and now he was rock hard and pumping me full!
I just stared up at him, as he held my legs in place and began to pump me back and forth, then grind me from side to side, I was in awe of how he fucked me, he was soo gentle, he let me get comfortable and accustomed to his size and style before he went faster or harder.
We were both like virgins to eachother as he had never been with a Filipino,he could not believe I had played around with and without my husband, because my pussy was still tight for him. I told him my husband loves that about me, its always tight, maybe cause we never had k**s, or maybe it's that old myth that Filipino pussies are naturally tight! Either way, it was an amazing time. All my inhibitions about fucking black guys went out the window, it was like I was liberated. That night he led the way and took control of me, and it felt good, after he came again, he laid me back down on the bed and climbed on top and reverse-69'd me! I'd never had a man on top with a 69, I was always the one on top, I remember being startled that he just put his cock in my mouth and began eating me out, but I really enjoyed it! We tried soo many other positions and and could not get enough of eachother, it was wonderful, I knew when I was lying next to him that I was hooked and looked forward to being with another black man again! I remember the next day while walking around at work, I was exhausted but I felt soo good, and I'm not sure if my mind was playing tricks on me but every time I passed a black man, he had that look in his eye when he saw me, that he knew I was in to BBC.
The next day, I called my husband and told him, "Well, I did it! I met him and we spent the night together, the whole night! He was soo shocked and happy, he kept asking, "So, how was it?!" I told him it was amazing, he was soo good, then I asked my husband if he would mind if I saw him again, He asked me, "You really liked him, huh?" I told him, "Yeah, he is really nice, I'd like to see him again, it felt really good with him!" he asked me, "What did you do, like did you suck his dick?!" I told him I did everything but anal, and he wore a condom, but everything else took place and several times. He was shocked, but not in a bad way, just shocked that I finally went through with it. I told him that while I was there, I wanted to continue to see him and enjoy the time together. He was cool and said he couldn't wait to see me and talk about it when I got home.
My friend was with me the whole week and we had a great time while I was there, the sex in that room was non-stop, I couldn't give myself to him enough, after the first night, we ordered room service and ate food in between fucking eachother, it reminded me of my earlier years with my husband when we had marathons on weekends, but these lasted longer! One night he took me out to an area where we knew none of my team or the hosting office would see me, and it was great. We walked around like a couple, here I was walking in public with a Black man, knowing people were looking us up and down and it felt great! Women looked at me in envy and guys looked both of us as if to say, WTF?!
It was an amazing First time experience, one that unlocked the door for me to enjoy something really wonderful, I saw him one other time about two years later when I went back to Houston, this time he got married to a Mexican woman, and he was afraid of getting caught. I laughed and said, "Oh she isn't a freak like my husband huh?!" he shook his head and said, "No, your husband is definitely the coolest dude around!" So we had dinner and just a drink, as he told his wife he needed to meet a client, and while in his Lexus, I sucked him off and let him cum in my mouth. As he kissed me, he asked me, "So, have you been with any black men since?" I smiled and said, "Actually yes, but you were my first!" I didn't have the heart to tell him that the next black man I was with was bareback, but that is a whole other experience and another story....
But what makes this even more enjoyable for me is that, like I wrote in our "How it all started.." story, my wife never wanted to be with a Black man, in fact she hated them, was repulsed by them in every sense of the word! That is why when I finally got to see her be flirted with, seduced by and led away in to a bed room, by a Black man at a BBC party in DC a few years ago, that I was soo turned on, just knowing how this all started, but even that was not her first experience! In fact, her very first time, was on her own and she made the arrangements herself, she shared this story with me soo many times I felt like I was there, but sadly not. So, I will treat you all to her own story, as told by her...
Once my husband revealed his interest in seeing me with other guys I thought, this is strange! Who does this kind of thing and why? What was his game? Did he just want to fuck other people, or is he really just a freak? So after experiencing some crazy good sex with some of his friends I kind of realized that he really did get off watching me be with someone else, but I wanted to keep it simple and not get carried away as I didn't want it to consume us. So we cooled off for a while, like a good 10 years after the "Pool-Parties" as far as the freak show goes. Back when I told him about the two black guys who were hitting up on me at work, I noticed how he really got turned on by that. He would bring it up any chance he could in some way or another. I never understood the desire women had for black guys, I only knew one growing up in the Philippines, he was nice and in fact he wanted to date me, and at first I thought it would be ok, until mu parents said, "NO! You will always be looked at negatively if you marry one of them, besides, it's not right being with someone outside of your race, why cant you find a Filipino boy to date?!" so I did, but I found that Filipino guys can really be a bunch of assholes and I was not going to live the rest of my life with one of them! My parents were not very pleased when I met my husband, but they were at least a little relieved that he was white.
So, the entire time I have lived in the states, the only black guys that I knew of were your neighborhood street types, not very clean, or intelligent, it didn't help change my parents teaching when I saw guys like that walking around with their pants all the way down or swearing and yelling and being abusive to anyone around them. I was grossed out by the idea when my husband asked me if I would ever want to "do" a black guy. "Oh Hell No!!" was my answer. Earlier in our marriage when I would travel to see my friends out of state, my one girlfriend who was dating a black guy, asked me, "Why don't you let me and T hook you up with one of his friends?" I said, "No thanks, I'm not doing a black guy!" she said, "You know, you really should try one, they are soo good in bed, you have no idea what you are missing!" She was once married to a white guy and now divorced and seeing T on a regular basis. I told her I was fine, when it comes to sex and she said, "Oh?! Then why are you here for the weekend planning to fuck that guy you met at the club last time?!
I still wasn't going to screw one of T's friends, or any other black guy down there. It can be hard when you've been raised one way to break out of those old, "Taboo" type notions.
So, I am working now in a corporate environment with hundreds of different ethnic types and cultures, and yes black men as well. So I finally meet these two guys that transferred to our office on a temporary assignment and they both just get crazy with coming on to me! That has to be the one thing I hated about black guys, and it still amazes me to this day, they can see the rock on my finger as big as day, and they will still hit up on me like I am not even married or spoken for! At first it was very annoying, now I think it is funny.
So, as time goes on, I begin to notice that they are really nice guys who are very professional in the way they dress, the way they talk and how they carry themselves, with a freshness and confidence that is actually quite a turn on in some kind of way. I tell my husband about them and he just went crazy! He was like ready to rent a room and give me away, but I said, "NO!" not because they were black, although I still had some mixed feelings about crossing that line with a black guy, but because they were my coworkers, and that is purely a recipe for disaster! I never mix my personal exploits with work, as this is the kind of thing that could really mess up a great job and I liked mine way too much.
I knew my feelings were changing because I finally found black men who were the same caliber that I liked being around, I started meeting and getting to know more guys who were really nice and well mannered. At night my husband would laying next to me and tell me to close my eyes and think of one of those two guys while he kissed me and licked my nipple and slowly made his way down to eat me out, he'd be asking me, "Would you let him touch you like this, kiss you like this?" and I would envision one of them doing what my husband was doing to me and say, "Yes"
He had me thinking about them and then he'd ask me, "Would you touch his body?" "Yes!" "Would you hold his cock in you hands?" "Yes!" "Would you suck his cock, his black cock?!" and I literally pictured putting his black cock in my mouth and sucking it, "Yes, I'd suck his black cock!" "Would you fuck this black man, would you open your legs and let him put his big black cock inside you?!" I thought about it and really felt soo turned on of the thought of being fucked by my black friend and said, " Yes, I'd fuck that black cock all night long!" but I could not get passed doing this with one of these guys from work. I did not want to be the talk of the "Boyz-Club" how i finally gave it up to one of these guys, I knew it would have to be with some one else and some place not close to home.
If you know anything about job from our story about me and my manager,(I know, kind of shoots the theory down about doing a coworker, but he was a manager, and only there a short time, so it worked out for us)
You will know that my job traveled and traveled a lot!
My team and I was dispatched to New Orleans, and it was right around Mardi-Gras time, so we knew we were going to have some fun down there! One of my girlfriends (the one who told me to fuck one of the two black guys back at the office) was with me and we were at a little place on Bourbon St, after wrapping up our assignment for the week, just having some drinks and kicking back with all the festivities going on around us. Just then about 4 middle aged white guys came over to the table next to us and bought us both drinks, as we kept drinking and talking to them I began to get bored and let my eyes wander around trying to figure out how we could lose these guys, I see a black guy standing across the way staring at me and smiling. I smiled back and thought nothing of it, when one of the white guys invited us back to their place I knew I had to make my break to get away. I got up and walked to the bar, as I walked over, the black guy came up to me and said, "I'd like to buy you a drink and ask you to dance, but your friends might get mad." I laughed and said, "I have no idea who these guys are, they came over to our table, and started buying drinks!" he laughed and looked down at my ring and said, " Well, I see your married..." and he just stopped there as I answered him, "Hey, I'm not looking for a relationship here!" I couldn't believe that came out of my mouth and but with everything my husband and I have been doing, I felt I was ok to give the sign!
So we had some drinks and started to dance, he got behind me and took my hand and placed it on his pants where I could feel his cock, I quickly pulled my hand away, then he took my hand and put it back there again! I was startled at this, but turned on by his assertiveness, and even more turned on by the way his cock felt under his pants! As I was leaving the next day I knew nothing was going to happen so we just hung out there and talked, he and I had a lot of things in common as far as work and careers go, so it was nice just getting to actually know him a little bit. We exchanged emails and phone #'s and he said that if I ever travel to Houston, let him know. As I was getting ready to leave, he pulled me in close and kissed me! That was a shock to me, as my girlfriend's jaw almost hit the floor along with mine! I had never kissed a black man before so I was dumbstruck! But I felt really good about it.
So, when I went home, I couldn't wait to tell my husband about it, he was crazy beyond belief that this had happened and that I was actually excited about it! The best part was that in two months, my team was being dispatched to Houston! I reached out to my new friend and told him that I would be traveling there for a week. He said to contact him when I arrived and we could go out! I started getting cold feet and told my husband that I didn't think I could go through with it. He asked me, "How did it feel when you were talking to him?" I said it felt good, he asked, "How did it feel to touch his cock?" I told him it felt good, really good! then he asked me, " How did it feel to be kissed by him?" I told him I felt really good being kissed by him. He told me to go and meet him, have dinner and a few drinks and get to know him a bit and if you feel like you can't go through with it, he should be able to understand at least you tried.
So, as I make my way to the hotel after our first day of work, I tell my team that I planned to meet up with some of my family, so I would not see them at dinner. As I walk to the lobby, I see him standing over by the bar and lounge nearby, We make eye contact and I motion for him to wait for me outside. As I change over to something sexy, I put on a short skirt, not too short but short enough to show my legs and a some heels and top that brought it all home! As I walk outside he is waiting for me in a really nice Lexus, as I get in, my skirt is shorter than I had planned for as most of my legs are in full sight. He stares down at them and leans forward and gives me a kiss, a deep passionate kiss and gently places his hand on my thigh and caresses it, I hadn't been in his car for 30 seconds and I was wet with excitement, my nipples gave me away as well, as they were rock hard. As he finished his kiss and left me in another trance, his hand gently slid down to my thong and he felt my wet shaved pussy. I was just frozen and in a trance. He looked at me and asked me, "This is not the first time you have been with another man has it?" I looked at him, smiled and said, "No" then he said, "But it IS the first time you have been with a black man, so am I your first?" I smiled and looked at him and replied, "Well, you haven"t had me YET, but if it goes there, then yes, you would be my first black guy." he smiled and said, "Well, this is a first for both of us, I have never been with a Filipino before, so looks like we are both in for a night of Firsts, if it goes that way!" We laughed and went to dinner, had some drinks and got to know eachother a little better.
As he brought me back to the hotel, it was very late, so I wasn't too worried about seeing any of my team, we walked in to the elevator and as the doors shut he stood behind me and kissed my neck. It felt nice and comforting as I was starting to feel the sensations of what I was about to do. As we walked to my room, all I could think of was how I felt like a school girl all over again, my nerves were like butterflies going crazy thinking of an entire lifetime of how this was wrong, this was soo "taboo"! Here I am about to let this man, a black man at that in my room, by myself! The one person who hounded me for years to do this wasn't even there to see it!
As I got to the door, and opened it up he looked me in the eyes and you could tell he knew I was nervous and apprehensive, he kissed me and said, " I know, I got you." and kissed me again. I knew I had made the right choice, I knew I wanted him.
As we went inside, and shut the door, he pulled me in close and kissed me, his hands slowly making their way down to my hips and pulled me in closer and gently squeezed my ass. I could feel his cock growing while his tongue made a home in my mouth. He smelled soo good, and felt soo good holding me, I just melted in his arms. As we finished kissing, I wanted to change out of my clothes and wear something else, my husband had gotten me sexy little top and panty set to wear with some heals, he said,"If your going to be a BBC Slut, then dress the part!" that was the feeling I was experiencing, I felt like a whore, like a slut doing this, and I am no angel but this had to be the first time that I felt soo dirty! (and it felt good)
As I changed in to my outfit, in the bathroom, he walks in on me, completely naked, he looked soo muscular with out clothes, he was well defined and solid, his dark skin was such a contrast to mine, even though Filipino's have a natural tan, I was light next to him. My heart skipped a beat, as he turned me around to face the mirror and he held me from behind, his hand came around in front and made its way to my soaking wet pussy, his other hand wrapping around me and cupping my breasts. I could feel his cock thickening and pressing on me from behind, my hands reached back on instinct and I felt it, finally out side of its clothing. I stood there in total disbelief at what I was seeing, this black man holding me in his arms, touching me in places that I would have never dreamed of a black man touching me years earlier, as my hands kept holding his cock, now fully erect be hind me.It felt soo good to be there with him, it was like I was a virgin all over again!
He led me out side and in front of the patio, the lights were off, the moonlight shining in, the city lights proudly welcoming us there, I faced him and kissed him again, now allowing instinct and pure passion to take control as I lost all of my inhibitions and began to kiss him on the neck and work my way down as he stood there with his hands on my shoulders guiding me as I continued to kiss and lick this black body until there it stood before me, his cock. For the first time I had actually seen one for real and held it, I stared straight in to his eyes and gently, licked the tip with my tongue, and rolled it around in my mouth, then just pulling it in fully, my hands resting on his abs as I kneeled down in the moonlight for all of Houston to see. Me, a married woman,for the first time,sucking a black man's cock and loving every taboo feeling that came with it! He tasted soo good, so different than my husbands or any other man's cock before. I could not stop wanting to please him, and the more I sucked and licked him it felt like it was growing even larger! I tasted his pre-cum and I knew I wanted more, as I continued I could feel him begin to tense up and so I began to massage his sac and pull his cock in my mouth more, just then he shook and grunted as a stream of his cum just poured into my mouth! I just swallowed as it shot at me and let the rest roll around in my mouth, as I looked up at his eyes, he shook a few more times getting every last thrust of his warm cum out of the tip and in to my mouth. Still staring up at him, I rolled his cum in my mouth and around his cock and then swallowed it and licked his shaft and head some more. He just gasped and trembled as I cleaned him off. He stood me up and held me in his arms and kissed me soo passionately, and soo deep that I thought his tongue would go down my throat.
He picked me up and carried me to the bed and laid me down and began kissing me and making his way down to my breasts, where he sucked my nipples and literally was able to put his entire mouth around my breast and suck it, I had never had a guy do that before! then he kissed his way down and found my wet waiting pussy, he just buried those soft lips and tongue and drove me wild! I've had guys eat me out before, but never like this!
I was soo alive, It felt soo good being taken by this black man, and I hadn't even had his cock in me yet! I could not wait any longer, as I lay there with my legs open wide as he is diving in to me with his tongue, I just screamed out, "Oh God, just Fuck me with that black cock!"
Then he pulls me to the edge of the bed, and stands while the moonlight shines into the room, I can see him take my legs and hold them straight up along his chest so I can see the contrast of our skin tones, as begins to give me his cock. He slowly pushed the tip inside and as it enters me, I lean back in exctacy feeling this much thicker and longer cock push its way into me. I was finally feeling a black cock slide its way into me and it felt soo good! Now I knew what my girlfriend was talking about, because with my husband, if he came, that would be it for the night, but this man had shot his load in my mouth just minutes earlier and now he was rock hard and pumping me full!
I just stared up at him, as he held my legs in place and began to pump me back and forth, then grind me from side to side, I was in awe of how he fucked me, he was soo gentle, he let me get comfortable and accustomed to his size and style before he went faster or harder.
We were both like virgins to eachother as he had never been with a Filipino,he could not believe I had played around with and without my husband, because my pussy was still tight for him. I told him my husband loves that about me, its always tight, maybe cause we never had k**s, or maybe it's that old myth that Filipino pussies are naturally tight! Either way, it was an amazing time. All my inhibitions about fucking black guys went out the window, it was like I was liberated. That night he led the way and took control of me, and it felt good, after he came again, he laid me back down on the bed and climbed on top and reverse-69'd me! I'd never had a man on top with a 69, I was always the one on top, I remember being startled that he just put his cock in my mouth and began eating me out, but I really enjoyed it! We tried soo many other positions and and could not get enough of eachother, it was wonderful, I knew when I was lying next to him that I was hooked and looked forward to being with another black man again! I remember the next day while walking around at work, I was exhausted but I felt soo good, and I'm not sure if my mind was playing tricks on me but every time I passed a black man, he had that look in his eye when he saw me, that he knew I was in to BBC.
The next day, I called my husband and told him, "Well, I did it! I met him and we spent the night together, the whole night! He was soo shocked and happy, he kept asking, "So, how was it?!" I told him it was amazing, he was soo good, then I asked my husband if he would mind if I saw him again, He asked me, "You really liked him, huh?" I told him, "Yeah, he is really nice, I'd like to see him again, it felt really good with him!" he asked me, "What did you do, like did you suck his dick?!" I told him I did everything but anal, and he wore a condom, but everything else took place and several times. He was shocked, but not in a bad way, just shocked that I finally went through with it. I told him that while I was there, I wanted to continue to see him and enjoy the time together. He was cool and said he couldn't wait to see me and talk about it when I got home.
My friend was with me the whole week and we had a great time while I was there, the sex in that room was non-stop, I couldn't give myself to him enough, after the first night, we ordered room service and ate food in between fucking eachother, it reminded me of my earlier years with my husband when we had marathons on weekends, but these lasted longer! One night he took me out to an area where we knew none of my team or the hosting office would see me, and it was great. We walked around like a couple, here I was walking in public with a Black man, knowing people were looking us up and down and it felt great! Women looked at me in envy and guys looked both of us as if to say, WTF?!
It was an amazing First time experience, one that unlocked the door for me to enjoy something really wonderful, I saw him one other time about two years later when I went back to Houston, this time he got married to a Mexican woman, and he was afraid of getting caught. I laughed and said, "Oh she isn't a freak like my husband huh?!" he shook his head and said, "No, your husband is definitely the coolest dude around!" So we had dinner and just a drink, as he told his wife he needed to meet a client, and while in his Lexus, I sucked him off and let him cum in my mouth. As he kissed me, he asked me, "So, have you been with any black men since?" I smiled and said, "Actually yes, but you were my first!" I didn't have the heart to tell him that the next black man I was with was bareback, but that is a whole other experience and another story....
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