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My first big black cockIt was during my second marriage and my husband at the time, Terry, would sometimes rent a whole bunch of porn videos and we would spend that whole weekend (the k**s were away) laying in bed and doing all kinds of things to and for each other. He would usually bring home a rather large selection, so in the 7 years we were married, there wasn’t much we hadn’t seen. I’m also a bit of an exhibitionist, so when we went out on these weekends we would tantalize truckers. Sometimes I’d just give him head and other times I’d just lay the seat back (so normal sized cars wouldn’t see us), take off my shirt and play with myself. He’d purposely drive so that we’d come up along side a trucker. Boy would he get an eyeful! Of course, this story isn’t about that, is it? Okay, but it is related in this way: in the middle of our porn session we’d often go out and do adventurous things – and THAT’S what lead up to me taking my very first, and way too big, black dick. But it didn’t happen just like that; so here’s the juicy lead up :)One weekend we ran out of porn and so we hoped in the car to go to the semi-local vid store. On the way there I was doing my best to ride a soda bottle (Terry loved to stick things inside me-ALL kinds of things) and I loved to have him do it. But when he couldn’t, I would and he would watch). The problem was I could never really get the bottle inside me past the neck, because I’m “tight and white” as he used to always say. Of course when I was really, really horny, he could stuff large things in me – and one of our favorite games was for me to lay on the bed and he’d come in pretending to be different guys. He’d build up the scenario,and then fuck me with something different each time-so it was easy for me to imagine I was being used by a bunch of different guys. Okay, so on the way to the vid store I’m creaming up this soda bottle while he’s stroking his dick (he has a 6 incher, and it’s fairly thick. My first husband was a bit bigger – and sometimes I did miss him; or, rather, his cock 🙂 So, here we are driving the back roads and spinning our porn fueled fantasies, and he’s talking about me flashing someone in the vid store. This got me really hot and I was so trying to get that poor bottle up inside of me! By the time we got there, he asked if I wanted to do more than just flash: like let a guy touch me or something. By the time we got to the vid store, I was thinking, what the fuck, lets give it a go and see what happens! Well, we got in there and went into the adult section. Nobody was there, but then in walks this very nice looking black guy. My husband and I were separated so it wouldn’t look like we were together. He noticed me right away. I’m a tiny thing – only around 5 foot 2, athletic build and smaller tits than I’d like; but I have EXACTLY the kind of ass that drives men (especially black ones, it seems) completely wild. My back has this deep arch and my butt really juts out. A boyfriend used to call it a “doggy-style” butt. Hehehe. Anyway, I’m looking at the back of a couple boxes (this was in the VHS era) and was absently mindedly touching myself (or at least that’s how I hoped it appeared :)He works his way over to me. Once he gets right beside me, I suddenly jerk my hand up from the crotch of my jeans and glanced at him quickly. I said something like “Oh, high.” He just said “Hey baby.” I glanced down and noticed his “trouser snake” dressed down his left leg. He saw me look and just smiled. I smiled back. Then I looked up over his head and instantly lost my pussy buzz. There was a camera dome mounted to the ceiling in the corner. Shit! I moved away and over to Terry. Once he saw we were together, the black stud wandered over to another section. Well, what kind of porn do you think I voted for that day? Yep, interracial (of course we got some other genres as well). Terry was always crazy about interracial porn, but it never did much for me, to be honest. I liked gang bangs – especially ones where the camera didn’t cut between her taking various guys: nope, I wanted to see that previous dick slide out and another one slide in, one after the other (and this is why we would play the game previously mentioned where Terry would pretend to be various guys visiting me). Anyway, later that day I took special interest in the interracial porn; which was just fine with Terry. The trouser snake sported by the guy in the vid shop had really fueled my fantasies. The only problem was that the black men in the vids were usually so huge that in real life I couldn’t see how it would work, but that didn’t keep me from imagining it!This went on for about a year (we’d only porn out 1 every couple of months). During this time I totally started fulfilling Terry’s fantasy of me being with a black man. He’d find increasingly larger and larger objects to stick inside my little white pussy-I started to think of it as that-and I’d say things like “fuck me with you big black cock!” Wow, my pussy just got wet even writing this just now. Hmmm. okay, so we’d fantasize about all kinds of scenarios where I’d end up fucking black guys – usually several of them. But they were just fantasies and nothing more. Then one pornfest weekend, as we’d call them- we got hungry and headed out to McDonalds for a bite. Instead of going to our usual one, we went to one on “that” side of town. It was a pretty rough neigbourhood and I was a bit uncomfortable, and a bit scared, to be honest. There were guys on the street corners selling d**gs and stuff. If you stopped and rolled down the window, they’d step right up to the car. Well, Terry stopped at a corner where a lone black guy was standing. To my horror, he rolled down the window and the guy came over! He asked bahis siteleri Terry what he needed, and Terry said that his wife was crazy for black guys, but had never seen what they had to offer a horny white wife except on video. The guy kicked the car and started yelling at us and Terry just sped away. We were both pretty shaken up. And that was that. Until next month when he did the same thing.This time, he had me dress very slutty with a thin t-shirt that really showed off my nipples (I have killer nipples: like castle turrets that really belong on much bigger tits than mine). I wore a hot, very short red skirt and black knock-me-down-and-fuck-me pumps. I put on bright red blow-job lipstick and we tried another, less direct method. This time when Terry pulled up to a guy working the corner all by himself, Terry did just as before. But he started with asking the guy what kind of weed he had, etc. As they were talking I lit up a long 100’s cigarette and took a long drag and let the thick white smoke slowly flood from my pouty lips. (okay, maybe I’m embellishing a bit, but I’m getting horny writing all this and adding sexy details is getting my little girl hard, so indulge me a bit, ok?). When the guy glanced over at me, I said “Hey”. The guy smiled and said “Hey yourself, baby” (I should admit that I don’t remember much of the actual dialogue, but this is the gist of it 🙂 Terry and I had worked out what to say ahead of time, so I followed with “Is it true what they say about black men?” Ignoring my husband completely, he said, “Oh yeah baby, it’s true.” I said, “Well, I’ve never seen it personally. I’ll give you $20 to give me a peek.” The guy then walked around to my side of the car and said, “No need for that baby, I’ll give you a look for free.” Then he reached inside his boxers (he had pants on too, but they were just barely hanging from his butt) and pulled up a very large black cock. There it was, right at window level (he was pretty tall; and our call rode low). A couple of other guys started walking over from across the street and my husband got spooked and drove off. Damn! I so wanted to suck that huge cock. Even flaccid it had been impressive. The next night we tried to repeat the drill, but couldn’t find a guy by himself (which we agreed would be the low-risk way to go). As we were cruising, a large, bulky black guy waved us over. It was a bit weird because he wasn’t standing on the corner, but both Terry and I had been playing with ourselves the whole time and were really horny, so we pulled over anyway.He poked his head in the car and said simply, “You the hot white bitch been cruise’n to see some black dick, ain’t you?” I guess word had gotten out. I answered by lighting up a cigarette and smiling as smoke streamed out my nose. Terry, said, “Yep”. Then the guy just pulled open the back door behind Terry and hopped it! Holy shit! This is definitely NOT how we had planned our scenario. Panic welled up in both of us. The guy said, “Im Bobby, now I don’t mean you folks no harm, so just relax. But word’s gotten out in the hood and I come to get my $20.” Terry and I just looked at each other. “Drive” Bobby said, “you all don’t want to be stopping here like this.” Terry immediately started off. I looked over at him and then into the back seat behind him at Bobby. Fuck! Now what??! Bobby, with seemingly perfect timing said. I ain’t gonna show you here. Let’s get a room somewhere.” Double fuck! I wanted this cocky (pardon the pun) stranger out of the car. This didn’t feel safe at all. “Sure man, we can do that” Terry replied. What!!?! I had no idea what had possessed my husband. I just turned around and faced the front, stunned. A cheap Best Western was only a few minutes away and we were there before I finished my smoke. The car was barely stopped before Terry was out of the car and headed to the office. What the fuck! How could he just leave me here with this guy. My horniness had been swept away by a mix of fear and panic. Then Bobby, said from the back seat “Shit baby, you never done nothing like this before have you?” Before I could stop myself I spurted “No”. “Well don’t you worry, cause I have” and then he chuckled a bit. “It’s gonna be just fine baby, relax, Bobby’s gonna take care of you. Oh yeah, real good care.” And then he chuckled again. We talked a bit more, but I don’t remember anything except for this. Terry got back and we drove over to the room. It was like I was walking in a dream as we entered the small, but tidy room.There was a mini bar and I made a beeline for it. I took out a Bicardi and finished it. When I turned Terry was sitting nonchalantly on the bed, and Bobby was in one of the large comfy chairs. Bobby asked for a drink and I gave him and Terry a few bottles each. Then weirdly, we just started talking about all kinds of trivial shit. I lit up again and found myself starting to relax a bit. Then I started to notice more about Bobby. He was a bit older than us, and just a bit overweight. But what really caught my attention was that he had the largest hands i had ever seen (think Hagrids in Harry Potter). He wasn’t great looking, but he was very easy on the eyes, if you know what I mean. He and Terry started talking about football and my mind wandered a bit more. Shit! What were we doing here? What was Terry doing?? This WAS NOT fantasy. This was real; and if you’ve every tried living out a fantasy you know that there is a HUGE difference. The biggest of which is that you don’t have anything like the control you have in a fantasy. But they were both so relaxed, and the drinks were working, and with each passing minute, I found myself relaxing more and more. Then how we got here drifted effortlessly into my mind. I remembered canlı bahis why we were here. I felt a little tingle starting down there. That’s when I remember glancing at Bobby’s groin – and my tingle picked up several notches as I noticed a very thick and very long bulge that ran down one of the legs of his jeans nearly to his knee. Then I became aware of how I was dressed. Fuck! No wonder he was thinking what he was probably thinking and why he wanted to get a room! My sexy black, net-tights snugged into my shiny black pumps and my very short red skirt (yes, I was wearing the same thing as the day before!).. We talked a bit more, and drank a bit more, and started to feel pretty loose. I had even wandered over to sit beside Terry on the bed. Then Bobby said, “But shit, man, we ain’t here for this, are we? You got that $20?”Weird how I’m typing slower now, sitting all alone in my apartment (my husband is out, which is why I was cruising xhamster, saw the stories and decided to use this time to tell you mine). When I was remembering how I was scared and stuff, I was typing really fast, but now that I’m remembering this part, I’m kinda getting into it (you should see my nipples!)….sorry, I ‘m being a bit of a tease, but that’s what you’re here for right? :)So Terry gives him a $20, Bobby pockets it and stands up. “Okay, go ahead” he says to me. It took me a sec to figure out that he wanted me to do the honors. I guess I must have taken too long, because than he walked over to the bed and stood right in front of me. I had a bit of a buzz going (both alcohol and pussy), so surrounded my cigarette with my pouty, bright red lips to free up my hands. Then, I reached out with both hands and undid his pants, which promptly fell to the floor. I could see the head of his cock hanging out past the bottom of his boxers: it was about the size of my fist! “Holy shit….” I said as I stared down at it. “Keep going honey, you ain’t there yet.” Bobby urged. In response I pulled down his boxers too. And there it was. It was way the fuck every bit as thick as a soda bottle and at least a foot long – and it was only semi hard!Hmmm, what an erotic memory….okay, I admit it. I’m writing this cause I’ve been hungry for some big black cock for a couple months now, and this is the best I can do. My husband probably thought I bought those huge zucchinis for dinner hehehe. Just a sec…..Yum! Just wanted to sit on one while I finish this (am just sitting on it-it’s not IN -just love the feeling of something so big and hard against me. Actually, I’ve decided to gradually get myself off while I write this. Wish you were here to watch. Remember I said I had an exhibitionist streak in me? Well, here you go. Now you’re the truck driver-so I’m hoping to get the BOTH of us off with this story :)))Now, where was I? Oh, yes. When I reached out and touched it, I distinctly remember that’s when I saw Terry’s hand slide to his crotch. Okay, so this was our fantasy time together-plus one! Bobby said, “It’s another $20 for touching it” My husband went to get his wallet until Bobby continued “unless you suck it.” I looked into Terry’s eyes. He made no further attempt to get his wallet! Then Bobby took another step forward, grabbed his cock, and stuck the head against my lips. They betrayed me by opening at the same time. Before I had time to think, I was trying to open my mouth big enough for the head of this gigantic black cock to get all the way into my tiny mouth. I remember opening so wide that my jaw popped. Bobby shoved it in as far as it would go, which wasn’t very far, I’m afraid. But he didn’t seem to mind. Terry moaned and I glanced over at him to see a large wet spot growing in his crotch. Here I was with this huge black cock in my mouth and THAT’S what got my little girl hard as a marble! As I did my best to mouth Bobby’s big black cock (hmmm, I love typing that phrase!), he pulled up my ultra thin t-shirt and started pinching my nipples. Fuck! That’s when I remember REALLY getting turned on: this time by Bobby! I forced his big black cock 🙂 as deep into my mouth as I could, and he pinched harder (guess he had made the nipple-cock sucking connection). “Shit, you ain’t never gonna throat this thing baby, are you?” Then he withdrew his big black cock out of my tiny white mouth, and I swear to God that this is just what happened, Bobby picked me up by the waist, and spun me around so that I landed on my hands and knees on the bed and facing away from him! I felt his hands rip a hole through the back of my tights, and then felt the fist of his cock head pushing against the entrance to my pussy. I knew that his big black cock, his very big and very black COCK, was easily bigger than the bottle I could never get inside of me, but then he started doing rapid minithrusts against me and I felt myself start to part; and part; and stretch; and stretch (don’t worry, I was already dripping wet). I didn’t think he was going to get in my tight white pussy, but I started to want him to soooooo bad, that I started pushing back in time with his rapid bobbing-like thrusts: they were about as fast my fingers moves when I jiggle off; hehehe. I stretched, it hurt “Fuck!” I said as I painfully stretched even further. Suddenly Terry’s cock was in front of my face as he knelt in front of me. I ignored him. “Fuuuuuuuck!” I screamed as I felt the head of Bobby’s big black cock miraculously shoved its way past my wickedly stretched pussy door. It-fucking-hurt; but just then he started lengthening his strokes and he started bobbing ever deeper into my tight white pussy with his oh so big black cock. It hurt more. “Fuuuuck” I said as I clinched the sheets with both hands. “Okay, stop, stop, for a sec: please!” güvenilir bahis But he didn’t stop, he just slowed his strokes to a lazy sliding motion, and with each push he stretched me further and deeper, but then some waves of pleasure started to rise on the sea of pain that was starting to burn. I was taking the bottle, and I was starting to know how all those other women felt taking those big black cocks in the porn we had watched so often. “ohhhh, myyyy, fucking-GOD! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!” I said over and over again as I felt him gradually reshape my tight with pussy into a black cock hungry little slut shute. I stretched and stretched, and the more he managed to shove up my tight little white pussy, the more pleasure started to ripple through me. I felt so, so full – I was stretched so far that my little girl (hard pink clit) was pulled up against his big black cock and I could feel the length of him sliding past it with each stroke. I felt an orgasm building up in me that was unlike anything I had ever felt before. This wasn’t a fantasy stranger, it was a REAL stranger, and this wasn’t a bottle and my imagination, this was a REAL, big (Oh so BIG!!) black cock being ever so gradually jammed ever deeper into my ever so tiny and ever so tight white pussy. I came, and came hard. “Holy fucking shit! I’m coming! I’m coming! I’m so fucking coming!!!” I screamed. I felt Terry’s hot cum squirting onto my face and in my hair but my pussy was exploding around this big black jackhammer at the same time. Then, impossibly, as I was coming, I felt Bobby DOUBLE the length of cock he had inside me!! It was like my exploding orgasm got caught in an updraft as I felt his massive black cock stretch into places that NO man (or anything else) had ever reached before. I went fucking wild. That’s when I remember starting to shout “Fuck me, fuck me with your big black cock! Fuck me with your big black cock! Fuck me! Fuck me – Oh yes! Fuuuuck meeeee!!!!” Then he shoved his big black cock in me EVEN FURTHER and bottomed out against my cervix. I exploded AGAIN! This was blowing my fucking mind because I had never experienced multiple orgasms before! Then Bobby started pounding me. Harder and harder. With each ramming thrust his big black cock started opening up my cervix. And as he stretched me wider and wider I just kept cumming and cumming. I just couldn’t stop cumming, and as the pain went mostly away, all I could feel was the impossibly long bottle of his big black cock riding up into my tight white pussy and stretching a path to the very end of me. I just couldn’t get enough of Bobby’s big black cock. I don’t know how many times I came before I felt Bobby’s cock moving differently and knew he was going to cum. “Give it to me! Yes-give it to me baby!” I heard myself saying. I wanted him to squirt all over inside of me: I wanted to make him; no, I wanted to; no, I needed to know that I was making him feel as good as he had made me feel. I wanted to please his big black cock the way I had never wanted to please my husband’s dick (which I now thought of as a “tiny white dick”). I felt hot bursts squirting deep inside – it was like someone had a garden hose stuffed in me a they were kinking and then unkinking it. He came and came, “take it, take it bitch!” he yelled. “Yes, Oh, yes!” I replied “I’m your bitch, cum in your tight white bitch, I’m all yours: I BELONG to your big black cock!” Hearing myself turned into such a black cock slut made me cum yet again. He held it inside me as I felt it throbbing and softening. I stayed on my knees focused on his thick black cock inside of my now thoroughly stretched and most assuredly totally fucked white pussy. My head was on the bed between my elbows. I was transfixed on his huge and dominating presence inside of me. He was way to long to just plop out as my husband does, no, he stayed right where he was until HE decided to withdraw his still thick, still. Oh, so long, cock slowly from my pussy. Instantly I felt his cum running down my thighs. I looked back at him. “Holy shit.” I said. “Yeah”, he replied, “you got some pussy on you baby-that was fucking amazing.” It made me feel so good to hear him say just what I was thinking. “I can’t believe you got that in me.” I confessed. “Me either baby, you sure as shit was tight. Just the way I like it!” He came around and kissed me. It was then I noticed that Terry was sitting on the chair naked, his now crazily tiny white dick limp between his legs. “I never knew…it could be like that – that I could be like that…” I said. “Don’t worry baby, you gonna be fine. This is just the beginning; it sure was a pleasure. I wish I could stay.” he said as he got dressed. He tossed the only $20 we had given him on Terry’s naked lap. He just smiled. Then he turned and smiled at me. “Damn!” he said. Then he was goneSo, that was my first REAL big black cock. Oh yes, I paused and thoroughly fucked myself silly with this big zucchini-I just didn’t want to interrupt your reading to tell you all about it. Somehow, my pussy always seems to get tight again and I have to constantly restretch it out every time – that zucchini was bigger than I thought! (ok, well, I never really was ever as tight as I was before Bobby. And you can guess I’ve had plenty more big black cocks; but in today’s world, I mainly just have my current hubby strap on his very own big black cock and stretch me out ooooh so good. I highly recommend it! He always takes it with him when he’s away at night- in case you’re wondering why the zucchini :). It’s much safer and every bit as fun as a real big black cock. Looking back I still have a hard time believing the way it worked out that night. But that’s exactly what happened. I hope you got off baby. I sure did! And thanks for being my late night trucker and letting me expose myself to you. It was a real thrill). I have lots more stories, but another time. Hope you enjoyed by first big black cock as much as I did! :))
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