I was raised in the typical Southern environment. I grew up pretty sheltered from life. Until I decided to sneak out of the house, run away or just lie to get what I wanted. My father left when I was young, so my mother supported us on her own. But unfortunately my mother had her own ideas about what men I should or should not be dating. And most of those men did not include black men, or men from any other race for that matter. She’d try to get me to date the nerdy white boys from our church. How did you tell your mother…”His dick isn’t big enough to please me?” I could imagine the look on her face. But I never told her anything, I just went out and did what I chose to do behind her back.
Now, most of my boyfriends growing up and going into high school were Latin. But there was one exception. One night a group of girls were going to a nearby town to party with some guys they knew. They’d asked me to come along. Of course, I was happy to have an excuse to get out of the house. My mother on the other hand, saw who picked me up and did not want me to leave. Most of my girlfriends in junior high and high school, weren’t the good girls she’d hoped I’d cling to. And of course they were not the color she’d wanted them to be. Whether it was rebelling against her, or just being more mature concerning racial issues, I wasn’t going to limit my friendships based on what color they were.
So, that night we went out to a local club that I’d never even heard of. Of course it was a totally new experience for me. And this club is where I learned to stop dancing like a little chicken on a stick and “Shake That Thang!” So, they taught me how to dance, they taught me how to be open to my sexuality and in return caused me to lust for black cock. Later that night, I met my first and only black boyfriend. I was fairly young, at the time, but my experience with sex was not the best. As I lay in bed with this man I hardly knew, he whispered things in my ears that I could only dream of. He turned me on in ways that I could never imagine. But when he laid my hand on his cock, I had to struggle not to scream. The size of his monster was more than I was prepared to handle. And he understood that. Instead of getting angry or kicking me out of his bed, he lowered his head and ate my pussy like no one ever had. I wanted so bad to give him what he wanted afterwards, but I was just too scared to do so. I saw him a couple of times after this night, but it never escalated past that point. Oh, how I wish it would have!
Now let me introduce myself. I am a married 28-year-old woman. I stand at 5’9” tall without heels; I have long legs and red hair down the middle of back. I’ve never considered myself to be extremely pretty but I’ve always thought that I have a nice set of tits and a nice ass to go along with it. My ass is what gets me the most compliments and now I can see why after having it photographed so many times. I have freckles over most of my creamy white body, which stays that way until I decide to tan. I am pretty thick and weigh about 175lbs. In the past couple of years since coming into the swinging lifestyle and discovering the sexual aspects of the Internet, I have grown much more confident than I used to be. I am now the type of woman whom you will see in the grocery store parking lot bending over to put my groceries in the trunk. What’s so sexy about that? Well, it’s the short skirt that I am wearing MINUS the underwear.
I am highly sexual and love most aspects of sex. Sex is something I’ve been addicted to for years. (As if you did not already figure that one out.) I’ve never been diagnosed as a nymphomaniac, but I wouldn’t doubt it if I could be. Sex is an amazing thing. In recent years I have come to realize the power of sex. Just because I am thicker or have a few stretch marks does not mean that I do not qualify as “hot”. In coming to realize this, I’ve established some wonderful friends on and off the Internet.
Ok, so you know I am a married swinger. My husband and I have been in this lifestyle for about 3 years now. We have certainly enjoyed swinging with other couples and single females. It’s been a joyous ride, but there comes a time when you just want more. You begin seeking out different forms of pleasure to turn both of you on. The first thought I would imagine would be a single man. Now, most swingers will tell you how incredibly happy they are in their relationships. They will speak of how their sex lives are so much spicier. And they would be correct. In my personal opinion the swinging lifestyle is a way for you and your partner to mutually fulfill one another’s most secret sensual desires. And that is where this particular story begins.
I’ve always wondered about the rumors of black men. If you ever surf for interracial porn you’ll see there are some very well hung black men who participate in these photo/video shoots. At swingers parties that I have went to, I’ve often watched some sexy wife being taken back to have sex with some hot attractive black man. Walking by the door you will hear screams of extreme pleasure escaping her lips. But I never quite had the courage to peek around the door and confirm my curiosities. So for years, I have wondered if the myths are really true. I began searching the web for interracial porn about 2 or 3 years ago. I’d been curious before, but my curiosity escalated to a point that I just had to find out if all black men were as hung as the long ago boyfriend of mine. So I visited even more web-sites and saw things that made me want to scream or run. But yet, strangely enough I would find myself in a high state of arousal with panties so wet that I could wring cum from them.
When I began to explore even further, I finally took the plunge and began talking with some local well-known black men. At first, I didn’t ask for pictures or anything. Just knowing that I was talking to a sexy black man was all that mattered at the time. It was a huge tease. Most that I talked with were fakes and cared less about me, the person, only wanted what was between my legs. Which is fine, don’t get me wrong after all, sex was the most important aspect of these relationships, but I wanted to be seduced. Seduction is a very powerful thing and can lead people to do things that they would never “normally” do. I’d only had one experience with black cock up until this time, as you know. And I could not base the rumors on just this one experience. I had to find out more.
From the beginning, I knew what I wanted, a gentleman. I wanted someone who would treat me with respect and not treat me like a slut. (Boy, did I get a run for my money on that one!!) From the get go most of the men that I met online were just complete jackasses. They could have cared less about what I wanted. And after all this was MY fantasy, I wasn’t settling for the first big dick that I talked with. One in particular listened to my fantasies. And even told me several of his own. On several occasions we’d tried to meet with him, but either our schedules did not coordinate or I chickened out. Usually, it was me that chickened out and could not go through with it. He is a very busy man though and several times I assumed he’d given up on my fantasies and me. To my surprise, his patience never faltered.
Off and on through the past couple of years we talked. He always mentioned meeting but never forced the issue. I hung out in the background watching interracial porn and reading all the stories of all these great adventures. I listened time and time again to several men tell me that I should just give into my craving. They would tell me, “You got a body made for the brothas.”, “Your ass is so thick, you could take my fat cock and I’d have you screaming in ecstasy.” , “You have a beautiful PHAT AZZ!” I just thought this was all talk. Most of these men are single and just want pussy. But once I really started checking into these guys, let me tell you I’ve never been so turned on in my life. Not only are they not your typical “run of the mill” guys, these motherfuckers are HOT! Most of them had built bodies with some very large cocks. ‘Tis when I realized that these guys don’t just go around begging for pussy, it comes knocking on their door! And yet, several of them asked me repeatedly to give in. Kind of makes a girl feel good, doesn’t it?
