Shelly could hardly believe her luck! Her husband had to go on a business trip and would be gone for two nights. The timing was perfect. She had just met John, a young black weight lifter who seemed to be very interested in her. It had been Shelly's fantasy for several years now to have sex with a black man, but she had been unable to find a suitable candidate until last night. Since Shelly was 50 years old and had put on a few pounds during her twenty-five years of marriage, she wrongfully assumed that younger guys would not be interested in having sex with her. In the last few weeks however, several men had approached her with sex on their minds. It made her feel like she was twenty again and she could feel the tingling sensation at the thought of having sex with someone other than her husband. She decided that she would invite John over for dinner and see what developed. John readily accepted the invitation and Shelly went about with her preparations for the evening meal. A light dinner, some expensive wine, and a very revealing dress that she had bought just for this purpose were all prepared and ready when John arrived. Her ample breasts looked enticing with the very low cut top of her new dress. She noticed that John could hardly keep his eyes off of them and seemed embarrassed when he looked up and realized he had been starring at her cleavage. Her nipples hardened under his gaze and were visible through the thin material of her dress. She noticed that he was enjoying the show as a large bulge had started to form in his jeans. After eating the meal and drinking too much wine, John felt bold enough to make his move. He moved behind Shelly's chair and started to massage her shoulder and neck. His hands soon made their way down onto her chest and began to free her big breasts from the confines of her dress. Shelly shuddered as he rubbed across her nipples. Her right nipple had a direct line between it and her clitoris and she reached her first orgasm of the evening just from his touch. She now turned her attention toward the bulge in his pants and slowly unzipped those pants. The size of the black cock that sprung out at her made her gasp. It was immense. She had a hard time getting even the tip of it in her mouth and wondered if her pussy would stretch enough to accommodate this giant tool. She was about to find out. John carried her into the master bedroom, deposited her on the bed, and removed all of her clothing. He than removed his clothing and crawled in between her legs. He lightly nibbled at her clitoris. She had already become so wet in anticipation of his big cock filling her small pussy, that foreplay was unnecessary, so John proceeded straight to business. He rubbed the head of his cock against the small opening of her pussy and got her juices all over it. He started to slowly inserting the head of his big cock into her warm wetness. She was so tight he worried that he would not be able to get much of his cock in her, but as he slowly moved it in and out, he penetrated deeper with each stroke. Shelly was screaming with lust and was rapidly approaching orgasm. John started pounding his huge black cock into her pussy and exploded at the same time as Shelly. Shelly was overwhelmed. She had never experienced an orgasm such as this and passed out from sheer bliss. John pulled his now limp cock from Shelly's over- stretched pussy and lay beside her trying to catch his breath. A big glob of John's cum juice dripped out of her pussy and ran down the crack of her ass making a large puddle on the sheets. When Shelly opened her eyes, she noticed someone standing at the foot end of the bed. Good Grief! It was her husband Jerry. He must have returned early from his business trip and had been standing there watching the whole thing. She wondered why he had not been really upset by all of this. Looking at his crotch, she saw a big wet spot where he had climaxed in his pants without even touching himself. It had been as big a turn on for him as it had been for her. When John noticed Jerry, he jumped out of bed, hurriedly put on his clothes and ran out the door. Jerry couldn't believe it. How could the sight of another man having sex with his wife be such a turn- on? He noticed Shelly smiling at him and making a motion for him to join her on the bed. As he crawled in between her legs, she grabbed his head and shoved it into her cum drenched pussy. "Eat my pussy!" she screamed. "Suck John's cum juice out of me and swallow every drop!" Jerry did as he was told and sucked and licked on Shelly's pussy until she experienced another gigantic orgasm. Jerry then crawled up along side of Shelly and cuddled with her. Shelly, knowing that her husband was in bad need of relief, bent over and took his hard cock into her mouth. His juices were flowing so intensely that she had a mouth full before he even climaxed. Shelly told him how she had felt having that giant throbbing black cock in her pussy and just the thought of this pushed him over the edge. Shelly could hardly swallow all the cum juice, but made a valiant effort. With Jerry coming in her mouth she felt another orgasm approaching. It was the strongest of the evening. She could feel the juice running out of her pussy and adding to the puddle that had already formed under her. Later, Shelly realized that this was only the first of many adventures, and that her husband would be a willing participant. Life was very, very good.
Several years back, when I was 17 I was invited by my friend at a fiesta in their hometown in Marikina. I never turned down free food before, so, I happily accepted the invite. When I got there, his brother, Ian, greeted me. He told me that his brother was buying some ice and would be back soon. Ian was 15 then. He stood around 5'9, lithe body, cute eyes and smile. Ever since I met him, I had a crushed on him because his so cute. He led me inside and offered me to food. There were people almost anywhere in the house that he offered me to eat in his room. He was playing some video game. After filling my plate, we went to his room where he resumed playing the game and I gobbled up. When evening fell, we were outside with his brother, male relatives and neighbors drinking. Basically, Ian was the one entertained me by engaging me to a conversation. We talked about school, personal life and almost anything we could talk about. I didn't mind that my friend was much around to entertain me, he was constantly being asked by his parents to something. Actually, I was really happy that I was able some time with Ian. Then I vivid recall one of the topics of our rap. He asked me if I ever had a crush on a guy. He further added that being in a private all male school, he sometimes felt attracted towards the same sex. I told him that I do and that it was perfectly normal. He smiled at me and squeezed my hand before saying that at least he wasn't only the one who felt that way. I never intended to stay at their place until the wee hours in the morning. But I guessed talking with such a witty, pleasing, and humor guy like Ian, made me lose track of time. I told Ian that it was late and I need to go home before my parents had a fit. But Ian told me that I was no longer in the condition to commute home and offered me to stay the night. His brother and parents agreed. I wasn't totally wasted from the alcohol that I had consumed. But I accepted their suggestion, because I was tired to go home. I called my parents and informed them that I wouldn't come home. And they were quite cool about it. When all the guests had left about 3 in the morning, we went inside the house. I asked my friend where I could crash. Ian within an earshot jumped into the conversation and told me that I was going to sleep in his room. My friend made a funny look at his brother, but agreed with Ian's proposal. And then my friend bid goodnight and went to his room, I saw in Ian's eyes were kind of glowing. I don't know why and I didn't put much meaning to it. I was tipsy, tired and sleepy to psychoanalyze what it meant. I asked Ian to lend me a towel so I could wash my face. He went to his room and returned with the cloth in hand. He handed it to me and showed me where the bathroom was. While I was washing my face, he stood outside the door watching me. After that, I took the toothpaste and placed some in my forefinger. Since I haven't brought any toothbrush, I used my finger to brush my teeth. After using the sink, I need to piss badly, so I turned my back at Ian, unzipped my shorts, held my flaccid cock in my right hand and began peeing. By then, Ian was using the sink doing the things that I done earlier. After I finished filling the bowel, I zipped up. I moved behind Ian so that I could get out of the lavatory. I waited for Ian to finish and together we went to his room. Once we both inside the room, Ian bolted the door. He began removing his shirt. I followed suit because I never liked sleeping with my shirt on. Then, he asked me if I'd mind if he slept in his underwear. I said, I didn't mind if he doesn't mind me sleeping in mine. He smiled and dropped his pants. He was wearing plain white boxer briefs. I loved the way the material hugged his dick and protruding buttocks. I removed mine showing him my boxers. When I sat on bed and removed my shoes, the slit was slightly opened and Ian made a remark. He told me that he thought that talk about me was true. I asked him which rumors it was. He told me that his brother told me that I don't wear any wear. I corrected him and informed him that boxer shorts was another type of underwear and added how I dislike wearing briefs. After our small chitchat, I told him that I was sleepy. He opened the lamp near the bed, before turning the lights. He told me that he couldn't sleep without any lights on. I laid on my back while he slept on his right facing me. Few minutes when my back hit the bed, I was passed out. The alarmed rang it was 6 am. Ian might have forgotten to turn it off. Since it was near my side, I extended my hand and turned it off. When I looked down, I saw Ian's head resting on my maw with flaccid dick in his hand. I also saw that there were dried cum just above my pubic area and Ian's left cheek. Tried not to make any sudden movements. Somehow, seeing and deducing that the guy I had a crushed on might had sucked my dick made me randy. My cock became aroused in Ian's left hand. How I wished he had woke when he was sucking me. Then I tapped Ian's left shoulder and said his name softly. He woke up. He immediately looked at me and realized that he had been caught. He jumped out of the bed and then paced the room anxiously. I told him that it was cool. I assured him that I was cool with it. He just kept chanting, "Shit." Then he stopped chanting and pacing and told he was sorry about the whole thing. I told him again that it was okay. But he seemed to be so embarrassed about the whole incident that he didn't want to believe me when I said that I was cool with. Not wanting to derange him, I told him that I better leaving. Instantly, I got dressed and bid him goodbye. He didn't even see me to the door nor looked in my eyes. After that, whenever our paths would cross, he distanced himself from me. I really don't know why he reacted that way. Several times, I tried to talk to him about it. But it was no use. He just kept dodging me. So, eventually, I stopped demanding to hear his side about it.
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Shelly could hardly believe her luck! Her husband
had to go on a business trip and would be gone for
two nights. The timing was perfect. She had just
met John, a young black weight lifter who seemed to
be very interested in her. It had been Shelly's
fantasy for several years now to have sex with a
black man, but she had been unable to find a suitable
candidate until last night. Since Shelly was 50 years old and had put on a few
pounds during her twenty-five years of marriage, she
wrongfully assumed that younger guys would not be
interested in having sex with her. In the last few
weeks however, several men had approached her with
sex on their minds. It made her feel like she was
twenty again and she could feel the tingling
sensation at the thought of having sex with someone
other than her husband. She decided that she would
invite John over for dinner and see what developed. John readily accepted the invitation and Shelly went
about with her preparations for the evening meal. A
light dinner, some expensive wine, and a very
revealing dress that she had bought just for this
purpose were all prepared and ready when John
arrived. Her ample breasts looked enticing with the
very low cut top of her new dress. She noticed that
John could hardly keep his eyes off of them and
seemed embarrassed when he looked up and realized he
had been starring at her cleavage. Her nipples
hardened under his gaze and were visible through the
thin material of her dress. She noticed that he was
enjoying the show as a large bulge had started to
form in his jeans. After eating the meal and drinking too much wine,
John felt bold enough to make his move. He moved
behind Shelly's chair and started to massage her
shoulder and neck. His hands soon made their way
down onto her chest and began to free her big breasts
from the confines of her dress. Shelly shuddered as
he rubbed across her nipples. Her right nipple had a
direct line between it and her clitoris and she
reached her first orgasm of the evening just from his
touch. She now turned her attention toward the bulge in his
pants and slowly unzipped those pants. The size of
the black cock that sprung out at her made her gasp.
It was immense. She had a hard time getting even the
tip of it in her mouth and wondered if her pussy
would stretch enough to accommodate this giant tool.
She was about to find out. John carried her into the master bedroom, deposited
her on the bed, and removed all of her clothing. He
than removed his clothing and crawled in between her
legs. He lightly nibbled at her clitoris. She had
already become so wet in anticipation of his big cock
filling her small pussy, that foreplay was
unnecessary, so John proceeded straight to business.
He rubbed the head of his cock against the small
opening of her pussy and got her juices all over it.
He started to slowly inserting the head of his big
cock into her warm wetness. She was so tight he
worried that he would not be able to get much of his
cock in her, but as he slowly moved it in and out, he
penetrated deeper with each stroke. Shelly was screaming with lust and was rapidly
approaching orgasm. John started pounding his huge
black cock into her pussy and exploded at the same
time as Shelly. Shelly was overwhelmed. She had never experienced an
orgasm such as this and passed out from sheer bliss.
John pulled his now limp cock from Shelly's over-
stretched pussy and lay beside her trying to catch
his breath. A big glob of John's cum juice dripped
out of her pussy and ran down the crack of her ass
making a large puddle on the sheets. When Shelly
opened her eyes, she noticed someone standing at the
foot end of the bed. Good Grief! It was her husband Jerry. He must have
returned early from his business trip and had been
standing there watching the whole thing. She
wondered why he had not been really upset by all of
this. Looking at his crotch, she saw a big wet spot
where he had climaxed in his pants without even
touching himself. It had been as big a turn on for
him as it had been for her. When John noticed Jerry, he jumped out of bed,
hurriedly put on his clothes and ran out the door.
Jerry couldn't believe it. How could the sight of
another man having sex with his wife be such a turn-
on? He noticed Shelly smiling at him and making a
motion for him to join her on the bed. As he crawled
in between her legs, she grabbed his head and shoved
it into her cum drenched pussy. "Eat my pussy!" she
screamed. "Suck John's cum juice out of me and swallow every
drop!" Jerry did as he was told and sucked and licked on
Shelly's pussy until she experienced another gigantic
orgasm. Jerry then crawled up along side of Shelly
and cuddled with her. Shelly, knowing that her
husband was in bad need of relief, bent over and took
his hard cock into her mouth. His juices were
flowing so intensely that she had a mouth full before
he even climaxed. Shelly told him how she had felt having that giant
throbbing black cock in her pussy and just the
thought of this pushed him over the edge. Shelly
could hardly swallow all the cum juice, but made a
valiant effort. With Jerry coming in her mouth she
felt another orgasm approaching. It was the
strongest of the evening. She could feel the juice
running out of her pussy and adding to the puddle
that had already formed under her. Later, Shelly realized that this was only the first
of many adventures, and that her husband would be a
willing participant. Life was very, very good.
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Several years back, when I was 17 I was invited by my friend
at a fiesta in their hometown in Marikina. I never turned
down free food before, so, I happily accepted the invite. When I got there, his brother, Ian, greeted me. He told me
that his brother was buying some ice and would be back soon.
Ian was 15 then. He stood around 5'9, lithe body, cute eyes
and smile. Ever since I met him, I had a crushed on him
because his so cute. He led me inside and offered me to food. There were people
almost anywhere in the house that he offered me to eat in his
room. He was playing some video game. After filling my plate,
we went to his room where he resumed playing the game and I
gobbled up. When evening fell, we were outside with his brother, male
relatives and neighbors drinking. Basically, Ian was the one
entertained me by engaging me to a conversation. We talked
about school, personal life and almost anything we could talk
about. I didn't mind that my friend was much around to
entertain me, he was constantly being asked by his parents to
something. Actually, I was really happy that I was able some
time with Ian. Then I vivid recall one of the topics of our rap. He asked me
if I ever had a crush on a guy. He further added that being
in a private all male school, he sometimes felt attracted
towards the same sex. I told him that I do and that it was
perfectly normal. He smiled at me and squeezed my hand before
saying that at least he wasn't only the one who felt that
way. I never intended to stay at their place until the wee hours
in the morning. But I guessed talking with such a witty,
pleasing, and humor guy like Ian, made me lose track of time.
I told Ian that it was late and I need to go home before my
parents had a fit. But Ian told me that I was no longer in
the condition to commute home and offered me to stay the
night. His brother and parents agreed. I wasn't totally
wasted from the alcohol that I had consumed. But I accepted
their suggestion, because I was tired to go home. I called my
parents and informed them that I wouldn't come home. And they
were quite cool about it. When all the guests had left about 3 in the morning, we went
inside the house. I asked my friend where I could crash. Ian
within an earshot jumped into the conversation and told me
that I was going to sleep in his room. My friend made a funny
look at his brother, but agreed with Ian's proposal. And then
my friend bid goodnight and went to his room, I saw in Ian's
eyes were kind of glowing. I don't know why and I didn't put
much meaning to it. I was tipsy, tired and sleepy to
psychoanalyze what it meant. I asked Ian to lend me a towel
so I could wash my face. He went to his room and returned
with the cloth in hand. He handed it to me and showed me
where the bathroom was. While I was washing my face, he stood
outside the door watching me. After that, I took the toothpaste and placed some in my
forefinger. Since I haven't brought any toothbrush, I used my
finger to brush my teeth. After using the sink, I need to
piss badly, so I turned my back at Ian, unzipped my shorts,
held my flaccid cock in my right hand and began peeing. By
then, Ian was using the sink doing the things that I done
earlier. After I finished filling the bowel, I zipped up. I
moved behind Ian so that I could get out of the lavatory. I
waited for Ian to finish and together we went to his room. Once we both inside the room, Ian bolted the door. He began
removing his shirt. I followed suit because I never liked
sleeping with my shirt on. Then, he asked me if I'd mind if
he slept in his underwear. I said, I didn't mind if he
doesn't mind me sleeping in mine. He smiled and dropped his
pants. He was wearing plain white boxer briefs. I loved the
way the material hugged his dick and protruding buttocks. I
removed mine showing him my boxers. When I sat on bed and
removed my shoes, the slit was slightly opened and Ian made a
remark. He told me that he thought that talk about me was
true. I asked him which rumors it was. He told me that his
brother told me that I don't wear any wear. I corrected him
and informed him that boxer shorts was another type of
underwear and added how I dislike wearing briefs. After our small chitchat, I told him that I was sleepy. He
opened the lamp near the bed, before turning the lights. He
told me that he couldn't sleep without any lights on. I laid
on my back while he slept on his right facing me. Few minutes
when my back hit the bed, I was passed out. The alarmed rang it was 6 am. Ian might have forgotten to
turn it off. Since it was near my side, I extended my hand
and turned it off. When I looked down, I saw Ian's head
resting on my maw with flaccid dick in his hand. I also saw
that there were dried cum just above my pubic area and Ian's
left cheek. Tried not to make any sudden movements. Somehow,
seeing and deducing that the guy I had a crushed on might had
sucked my dick made me randy. My cock became aroused in Ian's
left hand. How I wished he had woke when he was sucking me. Then I tapped Ian's left shoulder and said his name softly.
He woke up. He immediately looked at me and realized that he
had been caught. He jumped out of the bed and then paced the
room anxiously. I told him that it was cool. I assured him
that I was cool with it. He just kept chanting, "Shit." Then
he stopped chanting and pacing and told he was sorry about
the whole thing. I told him again that it was okay. But he
seemed to be so embarrassed about the whole incident that he
didn't want to believe me when I said that I was cool with. Not wanting to derange him, I told him that I better leaving.
Instantly, I got dressed and bid him goodbye. He didn't even
see me to the door nor looked in my eyes. After that, whenever our paths would cross, he distanced
himself from me. I really don't know why he reacted that way.
Several times, I tried to talk to him about it. But it was no
use. He just kept dodging me. So, eventually, I stopped
demanding to hear his side about it.