I have written this to answer many questions that I have gotten about how, when and where I was initiated to my first black cock encounter.
My initiation to a black cock happened in college. I was living with my brother and his wife while in college. They had been married about a year and had no children. They were living in a large house, so it saved me money and they had a live in maid (me) as a result. He was 25 and she was 24 when I moved in with them.
In late fall and winter, Ed belonged to a roaming group that played cards that met at a different player's homes over the season. About every four to five weeks, they would be at his place, on a Friday night.
His wife Liz belonged to a bowling league on Fridays. On Sunday, they belonged to a mixed bowling league.
It was early November on a Friday night when the guys were at the house for cards. It was snowing so I decided to remain in. I was working the internet and chatting on line when I heard my name in the heating vent. That caused me to listen to the conversation closer, so I logged off and concentrated on the conversation.
"Hey Ed, would it piss you off if I asked your sister for a date? Every since I laid eyes on her I had the hots for her."
"Nope you are both over eighteen. Have at it but I doubt if you hit pay dirt. I have not seen her with any guy."
"Is she interested in her own?"
"Nah, busy with classes; she knocks down all A's."
"Pretty smart you are saying, huh, Ed."
"Yeah even that way in high school."
"Did she date in high school?"
"Yeah some; I was in college and not at home but in the summer she would go out with guys. There was lot of double dating."
"Did you ever, you know, think of doing her?"
"Sure many a times. I wanked a lot in her panties thinking about how it might be."
I got hot hearing that along with nipples getting hard and my lower lips filling with blood. I never had any idea he had me naked in his brain. My pulse stared to race and I concentrated harder on the conversation.
"I used to get her panties out of the hamper; always tried to find two. One to place under my nose and the other to make a nice deposit thinking it was her tight hole that I had my cock in. Man did I ever have some good times just wishing."
"Do you still have the hots?"
"Ah sometime when Liz is not putting out for a week or so. If I see Erin in something sexy or her robe yeah I get a hard on. I think she is hot looking."
"Well whose betting or out?"
It was difficult being in the same house with him knowing how he felt and that he had roaming eyes. I tried to avoid him as much as possible and I would take quick looks to see if he was staring at me but never did catch any staring.
Several weeks had gone by and Liz had to go to her moms. I came in late after a date on a Saturday night. As I headed to the stairs, I could not miss the huge TV. Ed was watching porn and it was a black guy doing a white girl in doggy.
I stopped because of shock, then headed up to get a shower and hit the bed.
Coming out of the bathroom, Ed was leaning against the opposite wall with his arms folded and said, "Sis we need to chat."
I walked to my room and he followed me.
"What do we need to talk about Ed?"
"The porn that you happened to see when coming in."
"Look, Liz and I watch porn a lot to warm things up. Liz likes to talk about how it might feel seeing some of the things we watch and we try them. Joe in the card group is black and Liz wonders if he is hung like the guys in the porn movies. I was missing her tonight so I decided to watch it again, thinking of her."
"Thanks Ed for the explanation. I was wondering a little, well a whole lot why you were watching."
"Sis it is none of my business but have you ever gotten it on with a black guy?"
"No Ed, I have not."
"Has it crossed your mind?"
I was turning red and Ed saw it and said, "Well I'm going to hit the bed. Joe asked a lot of question about you. I think he has the hots for you. Look I told him it was okay by me if he asked you for a date. You are both adults. Good night, Sis."
I crawled into bed as Ed tuned out the lights and pulled the door. Ed knew I had thoughts of blacks from my blushing. God, if he only knew how much I thought of them. For the past month, I have been thinking of Ed doing me. Now I was thinking of both of them doing me.
I felt myself on a slippery slope.
Things seemed to fall into a routine after Liz returned. Ed and I would smile at each other knowing what we had chatted about one night.
A few months later, I was feeling a little under the weather and had slept in most of a Saturday. Around mid-night, I had to take a potty break. As I entered into the hall I heard, "Please Liz let Joe do you. I know you want to try a black cock. It would really turn me on watching him do you doggy; please babe for me and to satisfy your curiosity. I'd rather you did it in front of me than sneak off behind my back."
My heart went racing picturing my sister-in-law, naked in front of Ed, with a black man plugging her, her boobs hanging and swinging back and forth as his long cock was taking her to a nice sensational feeling. I rushed to the bath and then back to bed. I was not too sick; I managed to bring myself to an orgasm picturing my sister-in-law screaming for Joe to go deeper and harder.
Several months went by and I did not see or hear any further talk, suggestions, and hints about Joe or my sister-in-law.
On Saturday nights I would get in early or very late or stay at a girl friend's house to avoid walking in on a porn movie and my brother and his wife doing whatever they did watching porn. Over the past several months, my mind drifted between my brother in bed with me, or me watching my brother and sister in erotic positions and saying nasty things, or Ed watching Joe depositing his sperm into my sister-in-law, or Joe even doing it to me.
Then on a Friday night when the guys were over, I came in before they had left. It was impossible not to be seen. So as not to appear as a snob I walk to the table and said, "Hi" to them all. Ed asked me to get a round of beer for the guys, which I did.
I have no idea to this day why when I made the last drop of the beers I stood between my brother and Joe. I was looking at Joe's and Ed's cards and watching how they were laying them down. I had placed my two hands on Ed's shoulders and softly massaged them. After a few hands, I indicated that I was going to hit he bed. Ed said, "Sis, that massage was feeling good, work on my neck a little before you leave, please."
I moved my hands to do his neck and noticed soon after; he lowered his right hand to his crotch and rearranged whatever was bothering him. I warmed knowing I had released his hormones. I lifted my hand to stop but his right hand reached up, grabbed mine, and said, "Please don't stop, that feels good." I continued to massage his neck but my lower lips were filling with blood knowing that hand had just moved his cock to get it comfortable.
Ed said, "Damn sis maybe you should become a professional, those fingers and hands are awesome."
Chad another player said, "Do you treat your boyfriend to a nice massage, Erin?"
Ed, said, "Keep it clean guys."
Joe then said, "Hey Erin, when your done with Ed there, how's about stepping behind me and doing mine." Then Jim chimed in and said, "Yeah Erin take this stiffness out of our necks that we get from looking at these cards" The thought entered my brain, 'yeah out of your neck and into your cock you mean'.
I decided I'd better move on if I had to do all these necks so I started on Joe's. I froze when soon after starting. He folded saying his cards were lousy but I saw three aces. While the other guys continued, Joe's hands reached around the chair and went to the back of my legs, pulling me tight into the chair as he massaged my legs. I had on jeans other wise it would have been skin on skin.
I was having sensations in my breast and all over that; I had never experience before. Was it the environment or it being Joe? I stood there and let my nipples harden and blood flow to my lower lips to engorge them forcing them to press into my panties.
Joe played the next hand. I struggled should I leave or stay with him. I wanted more. I stayed. He folded the next hand and his hands went to the inside of my thighs. He began rubbing them from the knee upward. I had to bit my lower lip to prevent me from saying higher.
When he was dealt the next hand, I moved quickly to Chad. I stayed through three hands with Chad and moved to Jim through three hands. Ed asked me to get another round of beers.
When I returned Joe was gone. My heart raced and my brain went to work. Should I head up the stairs and encounter him coming down or miss him? If I encountered him what would happen? I was so horny I need to get some relief and headed for the stairs. As I turned the corner, Joe was at the top waiting for me. Now my heart did race. He motioned for me to come up. God my pussy lips were really swelling and my nipples were hard. Was it him or the naughtiness of the things happening?
When I got to the top, he was smiling and said, "Thanks Erin for taking some stiffness from me and giving me some more. I had a hell of a time peeing."
I froze as he leaned in to kiss me with placing his left hand around my back to pull me tight to him, while placing his right palm on top of my mound and making sure his middle finger pressed the jeans down hard on my clit. I exhaled horrendously and my knees gave out as I oragasmed then and there; having been so strung out and worked up. He then kissed my neck and said, "Thanks for everything Erin, have a good night."
As he was walking down the steps, I heard Ed call and asked, "Are you going to play cards or play with my sister?"
I blushed when Joe responded, "I sure would rather be playing with your sister than you guys. I would save me money and feel good besides. One of the guys said, "It will be a cold day in hell before you get into her so quit dreaming and play cards."
I rushed into the bedroom and gave myself two more orgasms having inserted my black toy to help me along with pleasuring myself. I was looking into Joe's eyes being on my back with my knees shoved up to my breast, his black cock buried deep, smiling and asking what I wanted and needed. I was picturing myself holding his face and whispering into his ears, "You know what I want and need, shower my insides with that hot baby making juice that you are so proud of and love shooting into white girl's pussies after you have them worked up screaming fuck me, fuck me deep and hard."
When I was coming back to reality from the orgasm, I thought I heard the door latch click. My heart skipped but I heard nothing.
I drifted off to wonderful sleep.
The days I need to have relief, I would picture myself with Joe in all sorts of positions.
One day about a month later, I was home for the afternoon with my afternoon class being canceled.
I heard, "Hurry Joe I'm so turned on thinking of your cock in me. I need to feel it filling up my pussy, rubbing the walls of it, and bathing my insides with your man stuff."
It was Liz and Joe coming into the house. I panicked, ran and hid in the closet.
I heard them talking as they came up the stairs. I heard Liz say, "Let me grab a towel so we don't leave any evidence."
My heart was pounding so hard I thought they would hear it.
