Once You Go Black, You Never Go Back

All the time I was home, I was in a constant state of arousal, so that if Bob had touched my crotch, I would have cum. In bed, I started to get aggressive and gave Bob a long slow blow job. This hadn't happened in several years. He then got between my legs and licked me to many orgasms until he was hard again, and gave me a long, slow fuck. It was wonderful. Bob’s cock is not as long as the black beauties I was having, but Bob was fairly thick and so my cunt got a good workout when we fucked. Bob remarked that he didn't know what happened but he was all for it. I smiled knowing why I was so hot. I told him it must be the onset of menopause and he said he hoped it took me forever to get over it. That day I tried to count the number of orgasms I had experienced and I lost count and I couldn't believe the change in my sex life.

I didn't see my black men for a few days because I had mother stuff to do with my two daughters. While we were together, I asked them if they had ever considered dating any black boys in school. They both said that they wouldn't mind except they would be ostracized at school. My oldest said she heard they were much bigger than a white man and that was interesting to her. My other daughter and I looked appropriately shocked at that admission, but I chuckled to myself wondering what they would think if they knew about their old mother getting fucked royally by beautiful black cock. That would be a subject for another day. I continued the assault on my husband while I did my duties and he was delighted.

I called John about five days later and told him my cunt was on fire and I had to see him. Since it was nine am, he told me to come over in one hour. When I got there, John and Peter introduced me to Peter's cousin Keith, who was tall and thin and, John told me quietly, well hung. Goody, I thought. I found out soon enough that he was about ten inches long but by far the widest of the three. With their three hard-ons on display, we decided that Keith should enter my pussy first. I got on my hands and knees and put Keith's big prick into my cunt and Peter went up my ass. John stood on the bed and slipped his cock into my mouth. At last, my three holes were filled! Peter was right, it was the ultimate in fucking. Of all the ways men can please women, having my three holes filled was the best. Being filled with black meat was so nasty that it made the experience even better, if that's possible. They all came at about the same time and then we lolled around while the men got hard and they took different holes to fuck. One more glorious time until they came and then we rested for even a longer time waiting for them to get hard again. They never stopped commenting on what a whore I was, and how I was a black cock slave, and cunt for black fucking only, etc. and, as usual, it kept me very excited. They each had me suck them for a few minutes to get them hard for the third shift and then we went at it again. It was as good the third time as the first. When we were done, the men thought that next time, we should have six men here. One crew for fucking while the second three look and got all hot to go and then the second three fuck while the first three watch and get ready to go again. And on, and on. All I know was I thought it was a fabulous idea and would be there if they arranged it.

A week later, the six men were assembled and I paraded in, all excited, and sat on the bed to meet the men. They were three friends of Peter from his school. I was anxious to see their cocks so as they came up to meet me, I unzipped them and pulled out their hard cocks. The smallest was seven inches but incredibly fat. The other two were each 8 to 8 1/2 inches and less thick than the one boy. As I fondled each cock I gave it a kiss and put the tip of my tongue into their piss holes which were already dripping with precum. This was a big hit with all the guys. I got in my three fuck position and the old crew climbed on board. I was in my usual "apeshit" pleasure mode as they fucked me and the three newcomers really got aroused as we went at it. After the first three men came the next three quickly took their place and put me back in heaven.

I continued to see John three or four days a week and most of the time we were alone. I found that I was almost falling in love with John although we both knew we would never do anything about it except fuck each others brains out. About once a week Peter or Peter and Keith would join in the fun and it was always incredibly exciting to me. Back home Bob and I were really fucking almost like when we were first married. I found that my black lovers were making me constantly aroused. One night as Bob and I were talking about our fantasies, Bob said that he had always wondered what it would be like to watch me fuck a black man. He was slowly fucking me at the time and I could feel him tense up and he started to fuck me faster until he came. As we were lying there with his cock getting soft in my pussy he admitted that he had fantasized all the time about my fucking black cock. It was very exciting to him to think about it. I asked if he got turned on thinking of me sucking a black cock until he watched the black dick spurt a huge load in my mouth. I admitted that was the kind of thing I dreamt about. He got hard immediately and started to fuck me. As he was ready to come I whispered in his ear to pull out when he was ready and squirt his cum in my mouth and pretend it was a big black dick. When I said that he barely made my mouth as he shot a big load over my face and mouth. I had been dreaming for some time about getting Bob involved In my black life.

I have three girl friends who try to play bridge during the day once a week, usually on Wednesday. Since I had missed a few Wednesdays in a row in order to get royally black fucked they were wondering what was keeping me away from our beloved bridge game. We all tell each other about our sex lives and so they knew that I was not getting enough fucking (which was all of our complaints) and they were teasing me that I must have found a stud. I played along with them and agreed with them and told them he was hung like a horse and could cum ten times a day. They all laughed and asked me what the real reason for my absence was. I said personal problems. One of the women, my neighbor two houses away, is a special friend and I told her the whole story of what had happened to me. She dug out all the details, and as I told her the story, she got very agitated and started to rub herself in her crotch and midway through my description of my second day with John and Peter, she had a huge orgasm. She then stood up, pulled off her skirt and panties and began to rub her pussy in front of me as I proceeded with my fuck stories. She asked me several times about how I felt when John approached me the first time with his huge cock aimed at my face. She admitted that since she was a Junior in High School, she had dreamed of doing what I had done, take a black cock in her hand and then put it in her mouth until he came. She said she never got beyond the cum in her mouth because she always had her orgasm and she came down to earth. Her first hundred orgasms in her life were with that fantasy. She asked, as her best friend, if she could come with me some time and have an orgy with several black men. I knew my men would love it and I wondered if I could get the other three women interested. 

What I wanted to do, I decided, was to get the other three women involved with my black studs and try and get Bob interested in taking me out and "trolling" for black partners while he watches and maybe films the action. That night, while Bob was slowly pumping my pussy, I whispered in his ear that I bet he would like me to dress up like a whore and go to black bars with him watching and pick up black studs. He picked up his fucking pace and moaned as he came that he would love to see me in action. I told him that I was going shopping for some slut clothes for our adventures. He smiled and said the sluttier the better. The next day was Friday and so Bob didn't have to worry about going to bed early. So Friday morning I told him that we were going out that evening. He asked me if I were sure and that he loved me for being willing to fulfill his fantasy. I almost laughed but told him I loved him so much I would do anything to make him happy.

When he got home, I had put on a black bra with big nipple holes and a sheer black net blouse that showed everything under it. I had on a very short microskirt with crotchless black silk tights. When I bent over even a small amount, you could see my bare ass cheeks and if I bent over a little more, you could see my pussy. Because of my black men constantly sucking my nipples, they were permanently 1 1/2 inches long and were completely visible thru my blouse. If ever there was a slut, I was it! Bob took one look at me and took me in his arms. I'm the luckiest man in the world he said as he cupped my ass cheeks. We had two glasses of wine each and he licked my pussy before we headed to the bars. I told him the next time he licked me, it would be filled with black cum!

We went to another town so that we wouldn't be recognized. After some riding around, we saw a bar where two black men were entering and so we decided to try there. It was a black bar and there were about ten black men in it and three black women. They all looked at me as I entered because I had left my coat in the car. My nipples were sticking out even more than usual because I was excited. We sat to have a drink and as I sat down I deliberately showed my whole crack for all to see. Before the bartender got to our table, a tall, thin black man came to the table and said he was the owner and wanted to buy us a drink. We invited him to sit with us and he sat next to me and immediately put his hand on my thigh up high near my crotch. After ordering, he asked me if we would like to look over his bar. He said he had a nice room in the back where we could have some privacy. I said before we go back there, did he have a big cock? Bob gasped and the black man laughed. He put my hand on his crotch and I could feel a very large lump. I said that he would be fine.

We went to the back and before the door was closed, he had me in his arms and immediately had his fingers up my pussy and I unzipped his pants. He wore no underwear and so his cock pulled out easily. I showed it to Bob and it was a monster! I guess about ten inches long (at least) and so thick that my hand could not completely circle it. I started to suck him and Bob removed his clothes as the black man removed the rest of his clothes. Bob had quite a hard-on and started to masturbate while I sucked. The black guy, Sam, laid me down on the big couch in the room so that we were sixty-nining. As I sucked, he fingered my cunt and ass with one, then two and then three fingers while licking my swollen clit. Bob stood so that he could move around and see the action. Knowing he was looking at everything I did was a turn on for me and I gave him quite a show. When the owner shot a big load into my mouth, I opened wide so that Bob could see me swallowing this load. As I gulped the cream down, Bob came over my face. When Sam sat up he called someone and in a few minutes two very large black men entered the room and began to fondle me. I looked at Bob to see his reaction, and he was rubbing his cock while he watched the two men. They didn't even introduce themselves, they started fingering me and soon I was sucking one while the other doggie fucked me. After they both came, Sam was hard again and he lay me on the sofa and guided his big hose into my wet pussy. He slammed me for about fifteen minutes. The two strangers knelt down and had me alternate between sucking them. When Sam came the one who had not fucked me moved to my pussy and I was sucking and fucking those two again. 
They both came and Sam had me sit on his lap and take his cock up my ass. I made a big deal of how this was hurting me for Bob's sake, until I couldn't hide my pleasure any more and really got into it. He told one of his black friends to put his cock in my pussy and when that was done, he had the other man put his cock in my mouth. My husband went crazy with lust and had two orgasms on my belly while the three men fucked me. I had to be careful about how I acted in front of Bob, but I had a wonderful time with those three blacks and would have kept at it but Bob said we had to go. After we all got dressed, which took about five minutes, Sam gave me a video and said he had taped the whole evening and thought I might enjoy watching it. He invited us back anytime we wanted. He also said that he had a copy of the video as well.

Bob and I enjoyed the evening very much but we were worried about the movie getting out into the community. We decided that there was nothing we could do about it but we would not go out to bars again. He mentioned very tentatively, watching for my reaction, that if we got a post office box and put an ad in one of the swingers magazines around we might have more control of who me meet. I told him that I would go along with whatever he wanted because I loved him and I could see his hard-on growing as I said what I said. Now I had him working to get black cock for me to fuck! This could not have worked out better. He went ahead with a letter saying "WMF looking for a few big, clean black men to cure her itch, If interested, send a picture of "big" and a name and phone number. Husband watches and takes movies." Within two days of the ads printing we started to get letters. It was fun to read the letters. Some men could barely write but they knew how to get pictures of their cocks. The one I was attracted to had a ruler laid out beside his prick and his cock was hanging over the 12 inch line by at least two inches. That was the one for me. Although the first week we got fifty-seven answers and at least ten looked like they were worth a call. We called "14 incher" right away and met him in our motel room in another town and Bob and Jeff worked me over for several hours and they both came in me four times. That had never happened with Bob before, and when we were alone I asked him about it. He said that when I am with a black man he gets so excited that he seems to want to cum and cum.

Bob proceeded to line up a few more of the men who wrote us and I put him in charge. I told him I really liked huge cocks but he could pick anyone he wanted.

In the meantime, my girlfriend got introduced to my other black men. We went to John's store/house and he had the original six men who first worked me three at a time. I had told her what the men would do to us and she confided to me that in her "wild youth" she was into ass and cunt fucking at the same time but had never topped it off with a cock to suck, and so she was wet with excitement. The guys alternated with us back and forth for about six hours with wonderful intervals in between where Joan and I were inspected and probed and even ate each other, much to the men's delight. Joan was so excited as we drove away from our orgy that she wanted to tell the other two about what we had done. I advised her not to but I was sure she was going to tell them.

At our next bridge game, the other two smiled at me and said they now knew why I had stopped coming to the bridge game. When I looked surprised, Joan admitted telling the other two what we had done, in great detail, and all three women ended up getting naked and playing with themselves. It was a first time experience for the other two women, licking and being licked by another woman, but not for Joan. The two new members of the Black Cock Club were accepted and a gang-bang was to be arranged by me. When I told John of what I wanted, he smiled like he was expecting it to happen, and said that he could get at least ten men together for the four women to enjoy and we would do it at the next bridge game day, only at John’s store/house.

The next week, as we got ready to drive to John’s house, the four of us were so excited that we had to get the Kleenex I keep in the car and put it between our legs so that we wouldn’t stain our skirts. When we arrived, there \were twelve naked hung blacks with big hard-ons waiting for us. They surrounded us and took off our clothes and the orgy began. I was the “ice-breaker.” Three men got in my three holes and I started to cum without stopping. After that it was a confused but wonderful fuck-fest with each woman taking twelve different cocks in their holes. When it was done, we agree to do it again on a weekly basis. 

On the ride back, the other three were still turned on like I was at my first black fuck, and they all had gotten phone numbers of most of the men and said they were going to phone them for some sex immediately. I told them that was my reaction the first time too. I had really started something. I told them about my working on Bob until I turned him into a lover of watching me get black fucked. They wanted to know the details of what I did. They all wanted to work the same thing on their husbands, if possible.

I started out writing this long story to put into perspective my own life and what “going black” meant to me. Now I’m writing it also to carefully publish for other women who “wonder what it would be like to have a fling with that good looking black man who keeps staring at me”. The change in my sex life is truly remarkable. I’m now forty-three and before I started with my first black, two years ago, I was having sex with my husband once or twice every two weeks. I was horny, but I never thought to do something about it. Now, I have Bob, my husband, setting me up with black men about twice a week while he videos, masturbates, and generally has a great time. He is now fucking me four or five times a week! In addition to that I have my three best friends and I enjoying four to twelve blacks at our weekly “bridge game” where anything goes. And I am still seeing John, one on one or with one to two others, at least once a week. On average, I’m taking about forty loads of cum in my three holes each week! And I’m loving every minute of it. I notice that I am constantly aroused so that my nipples, which are now permanently sticking out about one inch, and my cunt lips, are swollen with arousal and the slightest sexual touching of my breasts or pussy makes me come. Men go crazy over my nipples. When I see my black men, I always wear something that makes my nipples free to poke out of my sweater, or blouse, or whatever, and even the regulars go crazy to suck my tits. I love it, but now I have to wear padded bras in the real world to push down my nipples. My daughters have commented that they will be glad when they reach menopause so that their nipples will stick out like that. I’d like to tell them to go black but I dare not, at least for now.

How each of my daughters and friends turned their husbands into black cock lovers is another story. If you liked this one, I’m sure you will love that one.