I guess the story of how we started in this "Lifestyle" is not different than many we have heard.
About 10 years ago I started finding interracial porn on Tom's computer and a little while after that I started noticing that there were always black men in the porn flicks we would watch together and he would make a point of asking me if I like the black men and then he started asking if I thought I would like black cock. Not sure where in the middle of all of that he started to fantasize about me being with a black man, but the questions and suggestions got more and more frequent.
About eight years ago Tom and I were separated for awhile because of marital issues, and I ended up in a resort group living situation - kind of a get away place for people dealing with personal issues.
While I was there I started talking to a 30 year old black man, who was very handsome and charming. He made me laugh, I felt comfortable talking to him and he had a powerful muscular body that made me yearn to get my hands on him! For several weeks we just talked and shared our mutual struggles. He had a habit of touching me while we talked and it wasn't long before I was wondering what it would be like to be with him.
I had, of course, noticed what a thick bulge he had and knew that it was going to be much more than I ever had before. He caught me looking one day and smiled. Not long after that he asked in a conversation if I had ever been with a black man. I replied, "Not yet..." and smiled. Shortly after that he got more physical as far as touching me and leaving his hand to linger on my arm, or holding my hand or putting his hand on my back as we walked along. Frankly, he was DRIVING ME CRAZY! Now, we were not supposed to have much physical contact - house rules - so we had to be careful.
One day while we were close and talking, he leaned over and kissed me. It was just a quick kiss, but it sent lightning bolts through my body, and had my mind and emotions reeling! I can't even remember the rest of our conversation after that, I just remember it was close to the time when we had to go to our rooms and I was up most of the night thinking about him!
The next day he had to work away from the lodge and I couldn't wait for him to return. It was dark before he got back. I met him on the back deck and my heart was pounding so hard I thought it would jump out of my chest! This time I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him! NOT a peck on the cheek, but an open mouth wet kiss that he returned with enthusiasm and I don't remember ever feeling better than I did when he wrapped his arms around me and held me close to his muscular body. Wasn't long before I could feel his thick cock pressing against me. Even though both of us were wearing jeans, I'm sure I could feel the heat of it. We broke our kiss and went inside, hoping that we looked like nothing happened, and he was holding his coat over his pants to hide his erection. I was very proud of causing that! When I got back to my room I had to change my wet panties...
I started dressing in more revealing clothes, and it was two days later when it finally happened...
I got up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night, and when I came out into the hall, there he was! Sexy Byron in gym shorts and a tee shirt, and I was in sheer nightgown that fell about mid-thigh, with no panties. He kissed me and held me, then led me to the shower area behind the bathroom and we went to the back stall. He closed the curtain and we kissed for the longest time. Just enjoying feeling each other's bodies and feeling his sexy lips on mine, his tongue in my mouth and looking at his handsome face!
I ran my hands all over his muscular body and being held close as he kissed me and ran his hands down my back. He told me to raise my hands and he whipped my nightie up over my head in one swift movement, and there I was - naked and feeling very flushed and excited. He smiled and told me how beautiful I looked, then he took me in his arms and kissed me. His hands were all over my back and ass, exploring and caressing and pulling me close so I could feel his hard dick against my stomach. I held onto his strong shoulders and kissed his neck; then I whispered in his ear.
"I have waited so long for this, baby, I love...um, I just love being in your arms and feeling your dick get hard for me!" (He knew that my husband had erection problems from our earlier conversations, so he knew why I was saying that.)
"Damn, Dee, any man would get hard for you!"
And Hard he was, and thicker than any dick I had ever seen! I wanted to touch it but I was intimidated by it's size and how handsome and sexy this man is. I ran my hands down his body, shaking from excitement and wishing he would just take me right then and there - I had been waiting forever already! But WAIT, I had never had a dick that size, would I be able to take it?
Suddenly I was afraid that it would hurt too bad or he would not be gentle with me...then my hand found the bulge in his shorts and it felt hard as a rock and I could feel the heat from it in my palm. At that moment he stepped back, suddenly, and I was startled and somewhat taken aback as my breath caught in my throat - thinking he had changed his mind. Then he peeled off his shirt and pushed his shorts down and stepped out of them. I was looking at the perfect specimen of a man! Handsome and smiling at me; muscular, dark skinned, big hands, dark nipples, sexy lips, fierce eyes, strong legs and a big, thick cock that was pointing straight at me! Yowza!
I felt a hot rush run through my body as he smiled that million dollar smile and stepped toward me.
