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My First BJ

By: LittleTommyTudor



My story is based on actual events. I'm a male senior citizen living in the old south of the USA. For years I have wanted my wife to suck my cock, but she has refused me every time I brought the subject up. She just won't do it. In recent years she has even lost her desire for sex while I have lost none of my libido. In my frustration I have turned to watching porn on the internet and jacking off. At first, I mostly watched videos of women sucking off men, but slowly I realized how excited I was getting by the gorgeous cocks in the videos. So I slowly started migrating to gay videos of men sucking off men. 

I also started reading Gay Stories on Literotica.com . After reading a particularly good story and having a great orgasm, I sent a message to the author expressing how much I enjoyed his story. And much to my surprise he responded thanking me for my comments. This started an exchange of e-mails that resulted in phone calls and much deeper discussion of my frustration of never being able to get my wife to suck me off. I even mentioned that I have had thoughts of sucking cock. If only I could find some one to suck my cock, it seems only fair that I return the favor. Keeping in mind that all my life I have been straight.

My new friend told me of how much he liked to suck cock and that he would be happy to suck mine. It turned out that he lived in the next state about 180miles from me. We shared many hot phone conversations discussing him sucking my cock and me jacking off as he described in detail how he would do the deed. His descriptions thrilled me to no end. I so wanted him to suck my cock. But how to arrange a meet was a problem that I did not have a solution. My wife presented an obstacle that I just didn't know how to overcome.

Then one day my wife told me she needed to make a trip out of state to visit a sick relative. I had the solution to my problem. I was so excited and made plans to meet my friend, but my wife postponed her trip for several days due to bad weather up north. I agonized as she delayed her departure. I was so worried that she might change her mind and not go. But she finally left and I waited for her to call to say she had arrived safely. After I got her call, I immediately called and made a motel reservation near my friend.

The next day I made the 180 mile drive to the next state and checked into the motel. On the way I had called my friend to let him know I was on my way. Upon arrival, I called again to let him know I had arrived. He said it would take him about an hour to get ready and drive to my motel. I waited with nervous anticipation. I took a hot shower cleaning myself thoroughly for my first male sexual encounter.

With the knock on the door I sprang off the bed and met my friend face to face for the first time. He came in and we shook hands and he said he wanted to get right to sucking my cock. I was wearing Levi jeans shorts and started removing them. I felt him touch my cock and I looked up as he sank to his knees. He took hold of my cock and fed it into his mouth. I felt the heat of his mouth and the wetness. He started bobbing up and down as he sucked my cock and I started quivering all over. I asked if we could get on the bed. I then moved up on the bed as he crawled between my legs and took hold of my cock again. Once again I felt the heat and wetness of his mouth on my cock. I never had this feeling before. I was so excited that I started bucking, thereby, forcing my cock in and out of his mouth. I was fucking his mouth as he sucked me.

The utter pleasure was awesome. I loved it. I had my oldest sexual desire being fulfilled and it was with another man. Something I had never dreamed of until now. As I continued fucking his mouth I felt my release getting closer. I moaned out loud "I'm cumming, I'm cumming" as I blew my load in his mouth.

As I came down from the awesome orgasm, my friend pulled his mouth from my cock and said look at me. I opened my eyes and looked down and saw his open mouth full of my cum. He then closed his mouth and swallowed my entire load.

We relaxed for a while before getting up and talking about what had just happened. He asked if I wanted him to come back in the morning and suck me again. I instantly said yes. I offered to return the favor and suck his cock, but he said he only wanted to suck me and asked nothing in return.

He did return early the next morning and sucked me off again. It was awesome but did not compare to my first blowjob. 

After this experience, I have come to the realization, that I'm probably bisexual and want to someday experience sucking a cock. If it ever happens, I will write another story. In the meantime, my friend and I continue to communicate via e-mail, hoping for the opportunity for a repeat of our first meeting. 

My First BJ Ch. 02



When I wrote my first story, I told of how I had always wanted my cock sucked, but my wife had always refused me. This lead to my encounter with an author from Literotica.com and having him sucking me off. A mind blowing experience that I wanted to repeat.

But the problem of logistics remained with him being in the next state 180 miles from me. My wife was always around and her keeping tabs on me made it virtually impossible to make another trip.

Then one day, in an e-mail, I suggested that perhaps he could travel to my town and get a motel, which I offered to pay for. He responded that it was possible. I gave him details on a local motel that was nice and clean and out of the way.

For a couple of weeks I waited to hear when, and if, he could come. I was beginning to think it would not happen. Then bingo an e-mail arrived saying he could come the next week, if that worked for me.

I quickly replied, I would make it work and that I played golf with my seniors group on Tuesdays and Thursdays mornings and it would make perfect cover.

I waited with nervous anticipation to hear that he had arrived. Then Monday evening an e-mail came in saying, I'm here!!! I responded saying I would be there by 7:30 AM, and he replied I want your cock in my mouth at 7:35 AM!

I was up at 5:00 AM showering and shaving making myself as clean as possible. I had not had sex since our first encounter except for masturbating while reliving our first time. 

At 7:00 Am I left for the motel. It took me 10 minutes and I waited in the parking lot for the next 20 minutes. It was the longest 20 minutes of my life.

I softly knock on his room door. The door opened, and without a word, he took my hand and pulled me in and closed the door. He sank to his knees and worked my zipper down reaching inside taking hold of my cock. The touch of his hand on my cock made me involuntarily jerk. Like Yogi Berra once said, its deja vu all over again. I was going to get my cock sucked again.

His warm wet mouth was instantly on my cock causing me to quiver all over. I said, "let get get on the bed." He got up and started undressing me. After removing all my clothes, I stood totally naked and quivering.

As I got onto the bed on my back, he took hold of my ankles and lifted my legs into the air. He leaned over and started licking the inside of my left thigh working his tongue and lips toward my cock. He then switched to my right thigh and continued to work his magic.

He then went down, but instead of taking my cock in his mouth he sucked my balls into his mouth and causing me to moan. His ministrations was driving me to levels of lust I had never achieved before. I was in a state of bliss.

He then lifted my legs higher exposing my puckered asshole. His tongue snaked out and started rimming my tight asshole, something I had only heard of but never experienced.

I moaned and said, "oh, oh what are you doing to me?"

He replied, "everything thing I wanted to do the first time."

Then he dropped my ass down on the bed and took my cock in his hot wet mouth. It was an awesome feeling that caused me to to arch my back and start bucking forcing my cock in and out of his mouth. Like the first time, I was fucking his mouth like a cunt as I felt my cock hit the back of his throat.

He continued sucking applying more pressure as he sucked. My pleasure was immense as I continued to fuck his face l. The pleasure only increased as my pending orgasm started to build and build and build till a shuddering orgasm shook my whole body and my body began to spasm. I had just blown my snow in his mouth for the first time in eight months. As I began to come down, like the first time, I heard him say, "look at me." 

As I looked at him, he opened his mouth and I could see my load residing there and then he swallowed. He let me see it was all gone. He had drunk the whole load in one swallow.

I was still quivering and coming down when I begin to think that was so fantastic, I need to do something for him. 

When previously I had mentioned that I would reciprocate and suck him off, he had declined saying that he only wanted to suck me off and wanted nothing in return. 

Then I heard myself saying, "can I kiss you," and not waiting for an answer I reached and pulled his head toward me. Our lips met and opened and I plunged my tongue in his mouth. I could taste the pungent, but yet somewhat sweet taste of cum reside in his mouth as we savored each others tongues for the first time. As our tongues continued to fence, I reached down and began massaging his cock through his pants. His cock was hard as a rock and as I continued to play with it I could hear a faint moaning.

I pulled my tongue out of his mouth and said, "I want to suck you off."

He said, "that is not necessary." 

I replied, "I know but I want to so bad."

And he moaned, "yes please suck my cock."

I started removing his pants, and in my excitement, I was having difficulty. He pushed me away and removed his pants and shorts. For the first time I saw his cock, and like me, he was circumcised, but his cock had a more pronounced upward curve to it and was longer than mine. I was getting very nervous at the idea of sucking a cock, but yet I was mesmerized by the sight of his hard cock.

He very gently took my head in his hands and moved my head down toward his cock. He stopped with my lips only millimeters from the tip and said, "are you sure you want to do this?"

I responded and said, "oh yes I do!"

He then pressed my head down and the head of his cock slipped through my lips. I closed my mouth over the head of his cock, and for the first time in my life, at age 69 I had a cock in my mouth. I slowly started sucking on the head as I started to bob my head up and down taking more into my mouth with each bob.

He moaned and said, "feels so good, so good." I was now sucking a cock for the first time and I was surprised how good it felt with a hard cock in my mouth. I started quivering again as I felt it begin to throb.

Then his cock reached the back of my throat and I started to gag. I have a terrible gag reflex and the thought hit me I was going to be a failure as a cocksucker. But my friend and now lover said, "relax and take it slow remember it is your first time."

I slowed down my bobbing, but increased my sucking pressure, which I knew he would like. Then he started slowly fucking my face negating my need to bob my head. The taste of his cock was not at all bad and I was really starting to enjoy what I was doing.

He took care not to force his cock into my throat, thereby, not causing me to gag. I continued to suck his cock as he fucked my face and his throbbing cock grew in size and heat. He said, "I'm so close, do u want me to pull out before I cum?"

I responded by sucking harder and harder. He got the message and let loose his cum in my mouth. Several larges blasts followed by several smaller ones filling my mouth and it began leaking out both sides of my mouth running down toward my chin. 

The taste was somewhat bitter but not as bad as I had feared. I started to swallow and got most of it down with a minimum of gagging. And then he kissed me plunging his tongue into my mouth as we shared the remains of his sperm.

As we broke off the kiss I said, "I guess I'm officially a cocksucker."

He replied, "yes you are my cocksucker." I had sucked my first cock and instinctively I knew it would not be the last cock I would suck. Nor did I want it to be.

Over the next two days we repeated our love making as we sucked each other off many times. I was getting better at the art of sucking cock and was enjoying it so much as I found the taste of cum was addictive. And, I of course, loved it when he would suck me off. Getting your cock sucked was also addictive. I had experienced more in the last two days that I had in a lifetime. Before he left, we agreed this would not be our last encounter. 

I wonder if there are more cocks for me to suck in my future. Only time will tell. After all, I am a cocksucker!



My First BJ - Really



I was on summer vacation at the lake with my family and as usual I spent most of my time hanging out down by the boathouse. That is where I met Jason who worked there cleaning boats. He was older than me and I really liked him. I spent every day talking to him while he worked. One day we started making out. I could feel his cock pressing against me so I took it out and put it in my mouth. He came really fast and I couldn't get enough of his sweet tasting cum. We spent the rest of that summer fucking every chance we got until I had to go home and back to school... Bla, Bla, Bla... 

What a bunch of BS! Why does every first time story always seem to read like this? It's probably because most of them just aren't real. 

Here is my REAL first time story... 

I was thirty-one when my husband and I divorced. The story of why we divorced isn't important, but I will tell you that I basically got dumped. Getting dumped was kind of a recurring theme in my life. I have no idea why it always seemed to happen. Maybe I was a bit naive about love, and just expected too much of the fairytale ending. You know how it goes. It's the one where some little thing makes two people fall deeply in love, and then they live happily ever after. At any rate, the happily ever after part didn't last with my husband and we split. 

After we split my only decent paying job prospect forced me to move to another city and into an apartment. I had barely gotten settled in my new place and my brother showed up with my invalid mother. My brother had lost his job and could no longer afford to care for her. I was only slightly better off having my mother live me, and it put a terrible strain on my finances. Even worse, having your mother live with you definitely puts a damper on dating. 

No with my mother there I was glad the apartment building only had openings for two bedroom apartments instead of the one bedroom unit I thought I wanted. I guess it was okay having my mother there, after all she is my mother. It's just that her brain damage made it difficult to have any real conversations with her. 

Most of the time talking to my mother was like talking to a ten year old. Other times she would tell me, or anyone that would listen, how horny she was. If I left her unsupervised for too long she would wander off and started talking to complete strangers. I could just imagine her getting trouble with some strange man that she told how horny she was. After a couple months of spending all that time with my mother I got lonely... Lonely and horny. 

I had this guy friend from work named Alex and I really liked him... I promise this isn't going anywhere near that boathouse girl's story... Anyway, I had this guy friend and we started hanging out a couple of nights a week at this old house he was restoring. Sometimes I would help him work on it, and other times we just talked. I could totally see myself marrying Alex and moving into that house with him. When my divorce became final, I fully expected Alex to ask me out on a real date, but he never did. I would have asked him out, but with my track record, I really feared being rejected. 

So I put the Alex option on hold and started looking into other ways to find a date. I wasn't desperate mind you. In fact I didn't want to be in any sort of a real relationship, unless of course, it was with Alex. I just wanted someone to go out with and have sex every once in a while. It didn't seem like too much to ask. And who knows, if I found some guy to date maybe Alex would get jealous enough to ask me out. 

Not having much luck meeting single men I decide to put an ad up on an Internet dating site. You know the one where they 'match' you with someone? I was totally honest in my ad. I used a photo that wasn't particularly flattering. I told about how I lived with my mother, and my recent divorce. I even told how I wasn't looking for a serious relationship. The last thing I wanted was for some fool to fall in love with me and pressure me into getting married again. What I really wanted was some sort of FWB... you know, a friends with benefits thing. 

In the first week the ad was up I got several emails. Many of the guy's emails were way too serious about having a relationship. A surprising number of guys just invited me to come over and give them a blowjob... Um, Yuk! By far most of the emails just said something stupid like "Hi baby, Loved your pics. Email me back". Whenever I checked out an ad from one of these guys, they always had photos that made them look like they were just trying way too hard. They wanted to present themselves as the perfect mate, but they actually came off as total losers. 

I was convinced that an Internet ad wasn't the way to find a date, until this guy named Blake wrote the first decent email I had seen. He was polite and sincere and simply asked if he could meet me for lunch. I liked his photos and even if I had to sit through lunch with a troll, it was still just lunch. I met Blake for lunch the next day. Obviously he hadn't used flattering photos either. He was so much better looking than his photos. I'm was probably making him nervous, but I couldn't stop staring at him the whole time we were eating. I knew within just a few minutes after we met, that I wanted to have sex with him. 

The correct protocol for the end of first Internet date is a quick hug and nothing more, and I knew that. Our hug ended up being more of an embrace, and I pressed into him until I felt the warmth of his thigh in my crotch. Then as our hug was ending, I kissing him... deeply. I couldn't help myself. I didn't plan on it. It just kind of happened, really! 

I guess he liked the kiss since he immediately asked if I was free that weekend. That next Saturday, Blake and I went on a date to see a local band. Of course I kissed him and rode his leg a little again at the end of the date. The next weekend we went out on another date. At the end of this date our kiss turned into a total make out session outside of my apartment. 

I wanted so badly to take him inside and let him fuck me, but my mother was there. So I explained the whole thing about my mother to Blake and I thought I would probably never see him again. But he didn't leave. Instead we made plans to meet a few days later at his house and have sex. 

So there I was. Three days later, in my car, when I should have been at work. I was driving to Blake's house for only one reason... to have sex. I was so excited I thought I was going to pee myself. Obviously this wasn't my first time for sex, but it would be my first with him. Blake was different than anyone I'd ever dated. He was mature, exceptionally good looking, and had a quiet confidence that really turned me on. I just hoped that as we started making love I could contain myself, and not act like a giddy teenager. 

I had gotten up early that morning and spent hours getting ready. I put on the sexy bra and panties that I bought the day before, and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked great in them, and I knew Blake was going to want me. Then I slipped into my tightest jeans and tried on a few different sweaters deciding which one showed off my breasts the best. I was so excited that my hands were shaking, and putting on my makeup seemed to take forever. 

To set this whole day of sex up I had to lie a little and that made me even more nervous. To save precious vacation day, I lied to my boss telling him I needed to take my mother to the doctor. I lied to my mother telling her I was working at our north office and couldn't check on her, so she would willingly go to the adult daycare that she hated. I even lied to Alex, telling him I hurt my back and couldn't come over to help him with the house in case I ended up staying late at Blake's. 

All of these lies just seemed to add to the excitement and everything I was doing that morning just felt kind of naughty and wrong. After all, this was all about the sex and nothing else. I had never had a FWB, or set aside a whole day just to fuck. Not even with my ex on our honeymoon. But today was special, I was about to spend a whole day being fucked by my new FWB. 

I'd never been to Blake's house before, and when I pulled into his drive I was a bit taken aback. His home was amazingly beautiful. In the couple of weeks we had been dating he didn't bother to tell me he was rich. Blake had it all. He had everything he could have ever wanted and now he wanted me, and I loved that. 

As I walked up on the doorstep, I could Blake through the leaded glass doorway. I knew he could see me too, but I rang the doorbell anyway. He let me in and kissed me with one of those "I want you so bad sort of kisses" and I melted. Then I had to go to the bathroom keep from peeing in my pants. Oh my god was I ever excited about this. 

When I came out of the bathroom I didn't see Blake anywhere. I took a peek into the bedroom and saw where the magic was about to happen, but didn't see Blake. So I wandered through his house looking in every room until I found him. He was in the kitchen finishing up the breakfast he had made for us. I was horny not hungry, but it smelled so good I sat down to eat. Even though it was a wonderful meal I was so antsy I couldn't finish. After breakfast he started picking up the dishes and I started to wonder if we were ever going to have sex. 

Finally, he took me in his arms and started kissing me, and I knew it was on. He led me to the couch in his living room and started undressing me. When he had me down to my bra and panties he undressed himself down to his underwear. I pulled him down onto the couch and we started making out. I was so fucking wet I couldn't stand it. 

He had me pinned, which I loved, and he was groping my breasts through my bra. Then he slid his hand down my stomach and caressed my pussy through my panties while he kissed me deeply. Next he stood at the edge of the couch and pulled the front of his underwear down exposing his cock to me. It was pretty thick and he was there in front of me stroking it, making it even bigger. All I could do was stare at it and smile. Then he leaned in closer and asked me to suck it. 

I froze right there. I had no idea what to do or say. I was thirty-two years old, and believe it or not, I had never had a cock in my mouth, not even once. Sucking one was way off of my radar. It just seemed so dirty to me, and the thought of getting cum in my mouth has always grossed me out. For a brief moment I thought I might try it, but then the thought of him coming, even by accident, stopped me. 

I finally looked up and as sincerely as possible told him, "I've never done it before, and today isn't the day for me to start." 

At that point I felt completely lame and inexperienced. I was pretty sure my little adventure was about to be over, and I sat there waiting be rejected. But to my surprised he didn't reject me at all. Amazingly, he just went back to kissing and fondling me. 

Eventually, Blake had us both naked and he was kissing my neck, nibbling my ears and licking my breasts. It all felt so wonderful. He slid his hand down between my legs and opened my pussy. There was no doubt I was ready. I was incredibly wet. He took my hands and sat me up, then gently eased me back so I was laying back with my pussy exposed to him right at the edge of the couch. He bent over me and kissed me deeply and I instinctively sucked his tongue into my mouth. 

Then I felt him rubbing his cock up and down my slit. The next moment I felt my pussy stretch and become completely full. I had been so wet and ready he easily slid his cock in all the way with one push. Then Blake started slowly sliding it in and out of me. In less than a minute I giggled. Yes I literally giggled, because that is always what I did when I came. I would come, then giggle. My orgasms have always been kind of subtle, so I had to explain to Blake that when I giggle it means I came. 

We rested a bit and kissed some more. I was running my finger up and down Blake's cock and it got hard again. Next thing I knew he had me in his arms carrying me to his bedroom. When we got there he bent me over the bed and took me from behind. It felt wonderful and I was getting ready to giggle again when he turned me around and tossed me onto the bed. Then he pounced on me, which I loved. Next thing I know he is inside me again and fucking me hard. I giggled again, and right after that he came. Then we laid there panting while we recovered. 

After that we spent rest of the day fucking in just about every room in his house. I think we used every position I'd ever heard of and many of them several times. I completely lost track of how many times he made me giggle, but I know exactly how many times I made him come. It was four. I was proud of myself for that. I'd never made my ex come more than just once. 

It got to be late in the afternoon and our day of sex had to come to an end. I needed to get home and rescue my mother from daycare. If I was too late I was afraid I would have to explain at least part of what I did that day. I got back right on time and no one suspected a thing. After dinner I sat with my mom on the couch and watched TV. I have no idea what we were watching. I couldn't pay attention if I tried. All I could think about was how my pussy felt. It was really, really sore, but it also felt really good. 

The next evening Blake and I talked on the phone well into the night. Sure we talked about the day of sex, but we talked about lots of other things too. We actually started getting to know each other. After getting to know him better, it seemed like I had spent the day before having sex with a complete stranger. We went out and had sex a few more times, but my mother always seemed to put a damper on things. 

Eventually my mother finally started to learn the new neighborhood and I rigged her medical bracelet so she couldn't take it off. That lessened the amount of time I needed to be with her, and made it easier get together with Blake for sex. Soon we were fucking a couple times a week. We went places and did things too. You know, like friends do. It wasn't always just about the sex. But sex was by far what I liked most about our friendship. 

Most of the time I had to pretty much had to fuck and run because I still had to get home to check on my mother, but sometimes I would get a neighbor to check in on mom and stay the night with Blake. That way Blake could fuck me again in the morning. This is when I discovered just how much I loved morning sex, and how much Blake didn't really care for it. Some mornings I didn't think he was ever going to come, but trying to make him sure was fun. 

Another thing I discovered with Blake was just how much I loved getting my pussy eaten. I'd had my pussy licked a few times before I met Blake, but those men obviously had no clue what they were doing. Blake, on the other hand, knew exactly what to do. That made me wonder just how many women Blake had been with. It had to be a number that I knew I would be uncomfortable with. I mean, he couldn't have gotten all that skill reading a book. I decided I would never ask him about his past and just enjoy his ability to give me such incredible pleasure. 

Sometimes he did this thing with his fingers inside me while he pleasured my clit. That one made me come so hard I could barely stand it. Nearly every time he ate my pussy he would do something new, and I would come harder and longer than I ever thought I could. It was wonderful and I couldn't get enough of it. Needless to say, I wasn't giggling when I came anymore. 

When we were apart I couldn't stop thinking about Blake, even at times I shouldn't have been. I had been seeing a shrink to help me deal with my mother, and one day I ended up telling her all about Blake. I never intended to talk about him. It just happened. She finally stopped me and asked if Blake and I were having sex. Of course I admitted that we were, and added that we were friends with benefits. I even told her how amazing the sex was, that he had found my G-spot, and what he would do to make me come. She was my shrink... I thought she needed to know this stuff. 

After I told her about how hard he was making me come with his tongue, my shrinks reaction was priceless. She asked if Blake was seeing anyone else. Which seems like a normal shrink sort of question, but the way her face lit up and her tone of voice told me that she really wanted a turn with Blake. Then she changed her tone back to one that was more professional and quite bluntly stated, "You are in love with him." 

My immediate answer was, "No I'm not", and then I emphasized that we were just friends. 

My shrink simply replied with a firm, "Be careful." 

Leaving my shrink's office that day I realized that I had made a huge mistake. She was right. I had fallen in love with Blake. The more I tried to talk myself out of it the more I knew I was in trouble. I was in love with Blake and I desperately wanted him to love me back. This may seem odd, but women like me have a tendency to fall in love with great sex. I am pretty sure I had fallen for Blake when the orgasms he gave me stopped making me giggle. Then I started wondering if there was any way that Blake loved me too. I was pretty sure that he didn't 

So I started thinking that if I fell in love when Blake made my orgasms so intense, all I needed to do to make him love me is make him cum just as hard. Since my strongest orgasms came from Blake eating my pussy, I figured that there was only one way to make him come like that. Problem is, the thought of giving someone a blowjob still really grossed me out. 

Maybe I was just over reacting to the whole blowjob thing. Maybe giving head wasn't nearly as bad as I imagined. I really had no idea. I felt I needed more information, so I asked my girl friends about it. Yeah, all two of them. Both of them told me exactly the same thing. It was really gross, and they didn't do it either. What the heck? Was I in some sort of secret club for women that don't give blowjobs? So much for getting any intel from someone with experience. I felt like I should have just asked a man instead. 

So one night as Blake and I cuddled after a long session of love making, I worked up the courage and brought up the subject of blowjobs. I wasn't ready to give him one yet, but I wanted to know what to expect if I ever did decide to do it. First I asked him why guys like it so much. He told me that having his cock sucked was super intense, and that he loved it when a woman took complete control of him. That made perfect sense to me. Whenever he took control of me and ate my pussy, it nearly shot me off of the planet. 

Then I asked him what women did with 'it' after he came. I was actually wanting to know two things by asking this question. First I wanted to know if swallowing was somehow required, and secondly I wanted to get an idea of how many women had given him oral sex. I still wasn't anywhere near ready to suck his cock, but felt like I needed to know this stuff just in case. I was particularly interested in finding out how many women had done it for him. 

His reply was this. "Some women like to swallow it and some just spit it out. It doesn't really matter to me if a woman swallows or spits, as long as she doesn't quit." 

Then he told me that all of the women he had ever been with sucked him, but every one of them was a quitter. No woman had ever let him come in her mouth. At first I thought he was lying. I mean, how could a guy this hot have never been with a woman that wasn't afraid like me? But his answer sounded so sincere that I couldn't help but believe him. 

As I laid there contemplating Blake's answers, my mind wandered off into uncharted territory. I actually started thinking about how I could be his first. I could be that special someone for him someday. Then I realized that my questions might be making him think that I was going to suck him off right then. There was no way I was doing that. Deep in my mind, I wasn't ever going to do it. So at that point I decided that he was just going to have to fall in love with me some other way, and changed the subject. 




My First BJ - Really



A couple of months went by and sex with Blake became even more intense. For whatever reason he could make me come in ways I never thought were humanly possible. Every time we were together he was making me come five or six times in a row, each orgasm being more intense than the others. Like I said, some women all too easily fall for good sex, and Blake's lovemaking skills had me falling deeper and deeper for him. 

Every day I wanted to tell Blake that I loved him but my track record of being dumped and rejected in the past wouldn't let me say it. Besides I really, really wanted him to say it first. Every time we talked I would try to gently steer the conversation towards talking about our relationship. He never took the bait, but I was so ready to pounce with my reply if he ever did. 

At night that we were apart I would find myself thinking about how great sex with him had become. Eventually I would end up masturbating imagining he was taking me in some romantic way. I can't remember exactly when this happened, but at some point I started using this lifelike vibrator that friend gave me as a joke when I got divorced. This thing was about the same thickness as Blake's cock and it actually made my wanking sessions way better than just using my fingers. 

One night when Blake had been out of town on business for a few days, I started thinking about my favorite fantasy with Blake. The one where he is slowly fucking me and tells me he loves me, then I tell him I love him too as I start to come. I got myself wet and had the vibrator ready to go. Almost as soon as I inserted it, I came. Then I pushed the dildo in deep and worked it in and out while I imagined Blake telling me he loved me, and I came again. My god, how I wanted Blake to love me. 

As I slid the dildo in and out of my pussy, working up to a third orgasm, my fantasy wandered towards me making Blake fall in love with me. I couldn't believe were my thoughts were going. The next thing I knew, I had that vibrator out of my sopping wet pussy and pointed at my face. I just laid there staring at the end of that plastic cock, wondering why I was even thinking about putting it in my mouth. Finally my fantasy about making Blake love me took over and I put the dildo in my mouth and started sucking. 

I could taste myself on the vibrator and imagined that I was tasting Blake's cock instead. Then I imagined him panting and moaning in a super sexy way. I started fingering myself and the idea of sucking Blake's cock was really turning me on. I sucked the dildo deep into my mouth and imagined him coming for me. Then I my third orgasm for the evening, and it was pretty intense. 

That very night I decided that someday I was going to give Blake a blowjob, and when I did, he would fall in love with me. It was early December and I started thinking about the perfect time to do it. Christmas seemed like a good idea, but my religion doesn't celebrate Christmas like most people, gift giving is forbidden. So I decided against Christmas. 

I finally settled on New Year's Eve. Blake had gotten us a suite in a five-star hotel where they were having a big celebration. I decided that I would do it in our hotel room after the party. I rarely drank, but I figured this New Year's party would be a good excuse to have a few and loosen up my inhibitions before I sucked him off. 

For the next few days I couldn't seem to stop telling Blake how great I thought the New Year's Eve party was going to be. I was super excited, and had to bite my lip a few times when I almost told him what I had planned. I couldn't tell him. I knew that in all likelihood I was going to chicken out and not go through with it. 

When I was alone at night I started preparing myself to do it. I practiced on my dildo, and I read everything I could find on the subject. I even got online and watched a couple of blowjob pornos to get some pointers. God those videos were gross, and they made me feel really dirty. 

With all the anticipation and preparation, I was going nuts with desire. I didn't think this was possible but sex with Blake became even more intense. Now when Blake would eat me, I actually started screaming when I came. I didn't want to scream. I had to scream. I no control over it. In just a few short months I had gone from having tiny little orgasms that just made me giggle, to having huge earthmoving orgasms that made me scream out loud and fly all over the bed like I was possessed. 

A couple of weeks after the screaming orgasms started, we were at my apartment cuddling on the couch watching TV. Of course my invalid mother was there too. I wanted so badly to have sex with Blake and for him to make me scream, but there was no way I could do that with my mother there. Finally the movie ended and my mother went to bed. I led Blake to my bedroom so that we could at least make out without my mother being in the way. 

As we kissed Blake started undressing me. I kept reminding him that my mother was there and we couldn't have sex. He ignored me and just kept going. I was so fucking horny I just let him. Soon he was fucking me and of course I had an orgasm right away. I had to bite my lip and force myself to be quiet. I could only imagine how embarrassed I would be if I was in the middle of a screaming orgasm and my mother burst into the room to see what was going on. 

After that first orgasm Blake started kissing his way down my body and I knew he was going to eat my pussy. I also knew I'd never be able to hold back the screams if I let him. So I stopped him, and held him at my breasts. I just laid there and enjoyed his licking and sucking while I figured out how to tell him we couldn't continue having sex. 

While I laid there with pleasure radiating from my breasts, I started thinking about my fantasy of him falling in love with me. Oh god how I wanted that. I decided I couldn't wait for New Year's. It was now or never. So I stopped Blake's licking and told him I wanted to try a new position I had read about in Cosmo. Yeah I read Cosmo, so what! I took Blake by the hand and led him to the chair in the corner. Then I straddled him and started passionately kissing him. I sucked his tongue into my mouth and imagined I was sucking his cock instead. 

As I kissed him I felt his cock slip into my pussy and I instinctively started to fuck him. For a few moments I thought about abandoning my plan to suck his cock and just fuck him. But I desperately wanted to make him fall in love with me. So I stopped moving my hips and sat there with his cock deep inside me, smiling at him, while I worked up the courage to do what I needed to do. I finally decided I couldn't just sit there forever, and slid down from his lap and onto my knees. 

Blake knew what I was about to do. How could he not know? I was totally in the blowjob position and had his cock in my hand. I was incredibly nervous. The butterflies in my stomach were fluttering harder than ever, and my entire body was vibrating with adrenaline. Moments ago I thought I was so ready to do this, but somehow I could not make myself start. I just sat there staring at Blake with a nervous grin on my face trying not to laugh. 

Finally I worked up the nerve and put his cock into my mouth. Surprisingly it tasted a lot like my dildo, then I realized that once again I was tasting my own pussy. The feel of his cock in my mouth was like I could have ever imagined. I was much warmer that I had imagined, and was sort of velvety feeling. The thing I noticed most though was the way it felt so alive in my mouth. The feel was definitely different than the plastic dildo I had been sucking for practice. Beside the feel and taste, there was also this scent. Blake's cock had this incredible musky smell that made me feel really sexy. 

Since I had his cock in my mouth and everything, I figured I should suck it. So I got started. As I sucked I massaged his cock with my tongue, just like I did sucking his tongue while we were kissing. Then I remembered what I saw in the pornos and started sliding my mouth up and down on his cock. My god, I was so turned on by what I was doing I thought I was going to make myself come instead of him. 

Then Blake started moaning and panting, just like he had done in my fantasies. Everything was going perfectly. I started listening to the sounds he was making and repeating the things made him twitch or gasp. 

So there I was... I was actually sucking cock and it wasn't nearly as bad as I had thought. I was kind of proud of myself. Somehow it made me feel experienced and sexy. And best of all? I was about to make Blake fall in love with me. 

When sounds from Blake became little more than short breaths, grunts and moans, I knew he was close. I started to get scared and my brain was telling me to stop, but the part of me that wanted him to fall in love with me was urging me to keep going. The falling in love part of me easily won out, and I started sucking faster and harder. I could hardly believe I was actually trying to make a guy come in my mouth, but there I was doing just that. 

Blake was really close, and I was as ready as I ever would be. So I closed my eyes tight and went for it, telling myself it wouldn't be that bad. Then I felt a squirt hit the roof of my mouth and I knew there was no turning back. My initial reaction was, 'hey this isn't so bad' and I kept going. His cum just made his cock kind of slick and salty. Why was I ever so afraid? This wasn't nearly as bad as I had imagined. 

Then Blake let out a deep moan and his cock vibrated and pulsed as a huge gush of slimy liquid burst into my mouth. In an instant my mouth was full of Blake's cum. It turns out I was right all along. Getting a mouth full of cum was so fucking gross. It was even worse than I had imagined. It was hot and slimy and tasted horrible. I wanted that stuff out of my mouth right then. My original plan was to swallow it, but that thought now made me gag. So I just sat there frozen while he came in my mouth, cringing every time another nasty glob gushed from his cock. 

When Blake was finally finished I tried to spit his nasty cum out as fast as I could. There was nothing fast about it. His semen just slowly drooled out in a long stream until it hit the floor between my legs. I actually had to spit twice to get it all out. At least I had succeeded in making him come really hard for me. Even after I spit I could still taste his cum everywhere in my mouth, but I didn't care. I was just glad that it was over. After that I crawled up in Blake's lap to cuddle. He took me in his arms and I laid my head on his shoulder. Then I just sat there. I sat waiting to hear Blake tell me that he loved me, but those words never came. 

So that was the true story of my first ever blowjob at the ripe young age of thirty-two years. As much as I hated it one might think that my first time would have been my last, but that isn't the case. I actually tried it a few more times, thinking it must be one of those acquired taste things. Each time I tried it I just knew that Blake was going to fall in love with me. Well... I never did start liking it, and Blake never fell in love with me. Somehow I let the whole blowjob thing get totally out of hand. 

Even though I stopped giving him blowjobs, Blake and I continued to be FWBs. He still made me scream, and I still secretly loved him. Then like I'm sure they all do, our FWB arrangement slowly faded to just being friends... and then finally not even that. At one point I tried to win Blake back, but that's a whole nuther story. 

Now years later, I am happily married to a man who loves me. No, I'm not married to Alex. I am married to a man from my apartment building that I actually met the day I moved in. He's not particularly handsome, but he is kind. He doesn't make a lot of money, but we get by. He isn't magical in bed by any means, but he isn't bad in bed either; and when he makes me come... I giggle.



My First Black Cock



This is a story about my first time having sex with a black guy.

I had a few experiences before this, so I was pretty good at sucking cock by this time.

It all started when I went to an adult bookstore. While I was there, I went into a booth to view a movie. The booths had holes cut out in the walls, which I later found out they are called "glory holes." I had been there before and had guys stick their fingers through the holes from a booth next to mine. I took this as..."put my cock through it." I was afraid to do this. I couldn't tell who was on the other side. I usually ignored it. Then, one night, I was pretty buzzed and went there thinking, "tonight, I just might put it through the hole!" 

Lo and behold, after I sat in a booth for a bit, here came someone, and they got in the booth beside me. In a minute or so, I saw a finger come through the hole and rub the rim of the hole. My heart kind of started to race a little. For some reason the thought got me hard as a rock! So, I thought," what the fuck?" I got completely naked, for some reason. Then I got up against the wall and put my rock hard cock through it! Wow! The next thing I knew, my cock felt a wet, warm mouth around it! This guy started sucking me so hard, I was pressed against the wall most of the time! This only lasted a couple minutes before I was ready to blast a load of cum in his mouth! I pulled my cock back before I came. Now, I was thinking, why not reciprocate?

So, I stuck my finger through the hole. In a few seconds I saw this BIG, black cock staring me in the face! I couldn't tell from his fingers that he was black when he put them through the hole. But when I saw his cock, I was sure surprised! I just knelt there for a minute, and started stroking it. I had always wondered about being with a black guy. Here was my chance! He had to be at least 8-9" long! My cock is about 6.5" long, and I know his was at least 1.5" or 2" longer! I don't know why, but I smelled it real quick! I didn't want to suck him if he wasn't clean. It smelled great! 

So... I slowly took the head and licked it until it was wet, then went up and down his shaft with my tongue until it was very wet. Then I started sucking him. As I sucked on him, I tried to take more, and more of him in my mouth. He was probably 5.5" or 6" thick. He wasn't quite as thick as I (6.5"), but he was close. I couldn't believe how turned on I was getting sucking on him. I didn't get this turned on sucking a guy before! After a minute or so, I stopped and asked him to meet me outside the booth. When I got all my clothes on, I stepped out of the booth and found him standing outside his booth already. I asked him if he had somewhere to go and we could get more relaxed. He said we could go to his place. So we went. As I followed him, I had a raging hard-on the whole way! I was eagerly anticipating getting to his place! After we got inside, I told him I had some limits that I would like on our sex session. I told him I wasn't into kissing, cuddling, or penetrating of my ass. 

He said he had no problem with this. I was relieved! He said he would be right back. He went into a room in the back of his apartment. All I was thinking was," when am I going to get to suck that beautiful cock?" After a couple minutes, I heard him call me into the back room. I jumped up and went right to him! When I went into the room I discovered him standing next to his bed TOTALLY naked! He had double mirrored closet doors next to his bed. 

That gave me some ideas! He told me to come over to him. I stopped in front of him and he reached out and pulled my shirt over my head and off. I took my shoes and socks off. He started to take my pants off and he told me that I had a VERY nice cock and he couldn't wait to taste it in his mouth again! He then got on his knees next to the bed in front of me and slowly slid my underwear off. He had a little lotion handy, the kind that has a flavor, and started applying it to my cock. As he stroked it, I looked in the mirror next to us and watched him. Then, all at once, he took me ALL the way in his mouth! He came off my cock and said that he wanted to take all of me at the bookstore, but that was impossible with the wall in the way.

Man, I was getting the blowjob of my life! After I watched him suck me in the mirror for about 2 minutes, I was ready to blow my load! I told him I was ready to cum, and he just said "go ahead!" I couldn't say no to that! As I came, he swallowed every drop! He told me to lay back and relax for a few minutes. I heard him running the shower. As I laid there, I was a little apprehensive about sticking around, as sometimes I would feel guilty right after I came with a guy. I knew that I would have to stick around and do him also. After a few minutes, I heard him get out of the shower, and soon he came into the bedroom I was in. All I knew was, he had a big cock soft also. The apprehensive feelings left as soon as I saw him naked in front of me again. I told him to come over to the bed by me. I got up and turned to face him. I had him put one foot on the bed, and bend his other knee on top of the bed. I got down on my knees in front of him. I softly took his cock in my hands and started stroking it. 

As I did, I looked in the mirror and was very turned on by the contrast of our bodies. I chose not to put lotion on him as I wanted to get him wet with just my mouth. After my tongue got his cock all wet, I put his long cock in my mouth. With every time I went down on him, I went deeper, and deeper down on him. As I sucked him, I looked over at us in the mirror once in a while. The whole time I was sucking his cock, mine was hard too. The skin on his cock was looser than mine, and moved up and down some with my mouth. I pulled him out of my mouth, and took his big balls in my mouth. He had a nice set of balls! I sucked one, then both of them in my mouth, as I stroked his long rod. After his balls were good and saturated with the wetness of my mouth, I started back sucking his cock. He told me he was getting close to cumming. 

I told him to move over closer to the mirror with me. I told him I wanted to see his cum shoot in my mouth as I looked in the mirror. In a few seconds he said, "I'm going to cum!" I looked in the mirror and saw him shoot a HUGE load in my mouth! I swallowed every drop of him also! It didn't taste too bad. After that, We both fell back on the bed and let out a big sigh. I told him I would like to come back sometime. He said as long as he is alone and awake, I was MORE than welcome to return! 

We had a few other experiences that even topped this one! More about them later...



My First Black Cock



When Tom and I first got together I was in college during the day and at night I was working as a waitress in a topless gentleman's club. 

We met when a regular customer of mine offered me $400.00 to be in a privately made amateur porn movie that he and his wife wanted to make for their private collection and me being in college also being the huge slut that I am and being very turned on about the idea of group sex, I jumped at the offer to join him and his wife and three other guys, I was told... turns out when I got there it was him, his wife and six guys, Tom being one of the guys, which made me hesitate about the whole thing but then I was offered another $150.00 to participate and do everything asked of me which turned out to be my first gang bang at the end of the film. 

The first time Tom and I were to fuck it was a one on one because he had the biggest cock of all the guys and we were all taking a break because I had just finished a seen where I had just done a threesome with a couple of the guys, so we got the chance to talk for several minutes while I was cleaning their cum off me and having a drink. I knew I really liked him a lot by the way he talked to me but when he put his beautiful 9 inch cock into me and made love to me, even though in a room full of naked, horny guys watching us and stroking their cocks and waiting their turn to fuck me, I knew I was in love with Tom and with the help of my customer and his wife we both found out we loved to swing and watch the other... but that's another story. 

Just to let you know a little about me, I am bisexual, 5-7, 120 pounds, long black hair and 36 DD breast, half dollar size nipples that are always hard and with just a small patch of black hair over my pussy, the rest is shaven. All I was required to wear at the club was a black thong and a very short black mini skirt and heals. 

Wednesday nights was our slowest nights and the club owner would go home around 8 p.m. and usually by 10 p.m. the club was pretty much empty. I started having a regular customer that came in around 9:30. He was a very well dressed handsome black gentleman named Derrick. He appeared to be in his late 40's and very well built and an excellent tipper. I got to where I really liked talking with him and he knew what to say to make me laugh and was always in a good mood. By ten o'clock I was usually sitting at his table in the back of the room doing shots with him. 

One Wednesday night he was my only customer at the time and we had been chatting and drinking and I was feeling the effects of the alcohol and the conversation turned dirty and I started telling him about Tom and myself being swingers and having an open relationship and about some of our more erotic adventures and he asked me if I had ever been with a black man and I told him no but it was on my "to do list". He then commented that maybe Tom and I would let him join us one night for a threesome and I told him that would be a lot of fun and I would look forward to it. 

He then started telling me how sexy he thought I was and how much he was going to enjoy fucking me and what he was going to do to please me and I have to admit the thought of it was getting me very wet. It had been a fantasy of mine for a long time to fuck a black man and had had many offers from a lot of them but I never followed thru with any and Tom knew of my fantasies because we would talk about it sometimes when we fucked. 

I started letting him play with my nipples and fondle my breast and every now and then I would run my hand up his leg and feel the huge bulge in his pants. It was about 10:30 and he surprised me by asking if I would do a lap dance for him. I laughed and told him I am only a waitress but if he wanted one I could get one of the dancers to do him. He immediately said no, he said he just really wanted one from me because he liked me a lot and I really turned him on and if I would do it, and do it nude he would pay me really well. 

I thought about it for several minutes and decided what the hell... I could use the extra money for school and it was a slow night. I told him I would do it but I have to get it approved from the bartender first. I went to the bar and told Sue that my regular was willing to pay me good money for a private lap dance and if it was cool with her if I did it. She told me to go for it and gave me the key to the room and reminded me where the emergency buzzer was incase things started to get out of hand. 

I walked to the back of the club and unlocked the door and motioned for my friend to come in. Once we were in the room I closed the door back and locked it and he sat on the couch and I removed my mini skirt and my thong and started to dance closer and closer to him until I was sitting in his lap. I was sliding my crotch over his and rubbing my breast and nipples over his face and were even allowing him to suck them. I felt his huge cock pushing at the front of his pants against my pussy. 

I started getting very excited and I really wanted to see just how big his cock was so I looked him in the eye and asked him if it would help if gave him a blow job. He said he would love it and we stood up and I helped him remove his cloths... I was totally amazed... he had a huge cock... it had to be a good 12 inches long and extremely thick. I could not resist my hand went right for it and started stroking it. He sat back down and told me to suck it, I got on my knees in front of him and started to lick it all over while gently caressing his huge balls, I then took the head into my mouth as I pumped my hand up and down the long shaft, it was so fucking big that was all I could fit into my mouth. 

He reached down and pulled my hair back so he could watch me suck on his huge cock and asked, "Are you going to be my white slut whore tonight baby?" I removed his cock from my mouth just long enough to answer, "Yes, I will be your whore tonight!" I had just given myself to him totally. 

I worked my tongue and mouth over his cock for several minutes, I could taste his precum oozing into my mouth and then he told me to get back on his lap so I got up and sat back on to his lap and wrapped my hands around the monster he had between his legs and started stroking him while he sucked my nipples. I began rubbing the tip of his cock against my clit and between my pussy lips, he let my nipple go from between his lips and asked me "Do you like my cock baby?", I told him that he had a beautiful cock and he then told me he wanted to put it inside of me and fuck me with it. My pussy was soaking wet... I wanted him... I wanted him to fuck me bad! I released his cock and moved off his lap and sat back against the arm of the couch and spread my legs and started rubbing my clit.

"Do you like my pussy?" I asked.

He then got between my legs and started rubbing the head of his cock over my clit.

"You have a beautiful pussy! Do you want to fuck my black cock?" he said. 

I reached down and took his cock and rubbed the head between my lips and put my feet against his ass and pulled him toward me and looked into his eyes and said, "Yes... Fuck me!" He eased his cock into me slowly... it felt wonderful! 

"I am going to fuck that pretty white cunt of yours baby!" He said as he started pumping into me slowly at first and after about a dozen strokes his had about three quarters of it inside of me. 

I started cumming over and over and moaning, "FUCK YES BABY, FUCK THAT CUNT, FUCK ME GOOD BABY!" as he pumped his huge black cock into me. He started pumping me faster and faster, I was moaning for him to fuck me harder, telling him I wanted him to cum in my pussy. I felt his cock harden even more inside of me and his body tensed and I felt huge shots of his cum shoot deep inside of me. I was still quivering with orgasms when his cock shot the last of his hot cum into me. He then leaned down and kissed me very passionately for several minutes before pulling his cock out of me. It felt like a huge void was left in my pussy after his cock was removed.

Without saying another word we got up and I got some paper towels from the side of the couch and got on my knees in front of him and started cleaning his cock, I could not resist to lick the head and suck it into my mouth a couple of times. I then cleaned my self up and we got dressed. He then asked me if I was still interested in a threesome with him and Tom. I told him even more so now and smiled. He then handed me two one hundred dollar bills and said, "I told you I would pay you well." 

After that night he joined Tom and me several times for threesomes and OH MY GOD, having his huge cock and Toms at the same time, it was totally wonderful! They would fuck me so much and so hard I could not walk the next day. They would even take turns fucking my ass... it hurt like hell but I wanted to please them both. Derrick and I even repeated some of our hot one on one fucking at the club a few times and I even let a few of his black friends bang me while he watched. He moved away a short time later... but I will never forget the first black cock I ever had.



My First Black Cock



I went to Trapeze in Atlanta with my then boyfriend. He was always horny and wanted to see what it was like at a real swing club, so we made the trip to Atlanta. Trapeze is really interesting. We got there paid for a membership then were told about the two areas of the club. The first area is a typical looking bar with a dance floor. There weren't too many people in that section. Just a couple of couples at various tables. The back of the club is where it's all happening.

In the back, you get ushered into a co-ed locker room where you our handed a towel and given a locker. We were instructed to strip naked and use only the towel for entering into the back area. This was so strange but that's what we did. Once we were naked, we went into the back. It was crazy. People were walking around nude and then every few feet or so, people would be fucking right in front of us. There were was a really good mix of black and white also.

We went to the far back to the pool and hot tubs room. That's where I saw the most incredibly gorgeous black woman I had ever been near. She seemed a little self-conscious, but she was young, wearing a wedding , and lounging by the pool. Arms crossed over her large, round buoyant breasts, wearing only lacy boy short panties. She seemed a little out of place. I ditched my partner and went to sit beside her, warm her up, make her comfortable. She told me she'd been married a few months, she was 26 yrs, etc. She was black black but oh so lovely. She seemed a little uncomfortable but I didn't touch her, we just talked.

Several minutes later, her husband got out of the pool and came over to introduce himself, I saw him walk up, dripping wet, and his massive black cock hanging between his legs, swinging from thigh to thigh as he approached me. He introduced himself, and I shook his hand. He wouldn't let go of my hand right away and just held for a couple seconds, and I could see his cock begin to respond to the sensation of flesh on flesh. His gaze was penetrating. I tried to avoid his eyes; they made me think of a wolf or other wild, carnivorous animal. But if I looked straight ahead, I was staring straight at his massive cock. So I just smiled and kind of looked to the side but that was equally distracting as there was a 40-ish blonde woman getting double teamed by two massively hung black men while her husband watched.

So I turned my attention to the black girl. Her husband finally sat down beside her, and his cock just laid across one of his thighs like a black snake. As I was talking with her, he started rubbing my feet with his, then he leaned over (she's still talking and I'm trying to pay attention) and grabbed my ankles, squeezing and rubbing, shins to toes, calves, behind my knees, trying to part my legs to see what I had on under my towel.

She looks at us and suggests that we grab an empty hot tub. So we walk over to one of the tubs, and she shimmies down into the water, keeping her panties on while I remove my towel, draping it over the railing. I slide down in beside her as he hungrily observes...I have to touch her. Her skin is so dark. She is incredibly soft, smooth but still unsure of herself, I can feel it. Moments later, I'm deeply kissing her soft sweet mouth and he is pressing against my hip, submerged in water, aching for solace. I am kissing her but he is responding for her, touching me, cupping my breasts, gently creating heat and sensation and tension. Pressure...all over...hunger, he wants to eat me. He pulls my hear, head back, off her mouth and onto his.

He sucks my mouth, pulling me against him, guiding my hand down the shaft of his black cock. Softly, lightly drawing my fingertips over his balls, under, back up his things. His cock is so incredibly big, sitting in the hot tub, the head stretches out of the water, begging to be kissed, licked, gently sucked on.

I pull my hand away, nervous, thinking of his wife, but she is quietly watching, arms stretched out along the walls of the tub, breasts floating on the water's surface, mirroring the buoyancy of her husband's bobbing cock.

His hands are aggressively buried in my pale, exposed, white hips, gripping as he devours my neck. He reminds my hand where to go, what to do, how to move. Massaging the base of his cock, smooth, around his balls, back to his hips. He gets harder, thicker, louder. Taking a breath, he looks at her and gestures to one of the covered cabanas. Sheets as curtains, dark and opaque, shield the contents from the open air forum. He pulls us out of the water, I-naked, she-virtually, him-totally naked with a massive hard-on. All of the white couples in the area watch us walk from the hot tubs to the cabana. The white ladies are transfixed on his massive cock, then they look at me with a knowing look that I'm about to get the fucking of a lifetime.



My First Black Cock



My first experience with a black cock came in 1959 when I was taking a shower in the barracks at the Naval Hospital. It was early afternoon and as I was not working that day, I was in no hurry, actually I was taking my time standing in the corner with two shower heads combining their spray I had worked up a lather of soap on my 7.5 inch cock and was slowly working my way to an orgasm when this nice black man that I knew came in to the shower area and asked if he could join me? Now how was I going to say no it's an open shower bay with multiple shower heads designed for multiple men. I had turned my back to him so he would not see what I was doing but sort of watched him come in and start taking a shower, he also soaped up his cock and started masturbating when he noticed me watching he said he had seen me doing the same, and did I know it feels better when someone else does you? I did not say anything but he walked over to stand next to me and reached over and took my now throbbing cock in his hand and said now you take mine and let's finish this together. My heart rate went up really high at this time as I was so afraid that someone would come in and catch us, that would mean I and him could face getting a discharge for being homosexuals. But as he and I continued stroking each other I could not stop, it was feeling so good, and it had been a very long time since anyone else had played with my cock. When we both ejaculated I told him that this was the best ejaculation I have had in a very long time.

I had not had another mans cock in my hand since I left home, my step father and I played with each other before I enlisted. My friends cock was larger, softer, and felt so good to hold and jack off I was sorry it had not taken longer for us both to cum. A week or so later he asked me if I had time to come up to his office area where he worked, I said sure ok. It was after hours so no one was around and when I walked in, he came over and locked the door and said to follow him to a back room, when we got there he had placed a sheet on the floor and wanted to know if I would jack him off and he would do me. I was so happy I said sure, and we both dropped our trousers and shorts and took each others cock into our hands. Now I had the chance to really see and feel his cock where I was not worried about getting caught. We laid down so we could both play with each other, this time I could feel the soft and silkyness of his skin feel the warmth from his cock and also feel the blood beating. We started to jack each other and as we did that I watched his cock spew the pre cum out and when it was on my hand I let go and brought my hand up to my mouth and licked the pre cum off. He smiled and said if I wanted I could lick it right from his cock, so I dropped my head down looking up into his eyes and took his beautiful cock into my mouth, I was amazed at how soft and silky his cock was as I sucked on him. When he started to build up to his release, he tried to pull back when but I had one hand on his buttocks and held on to him so he would stay inside my mouth, his cum tasted so good and it had been so very long since I tasted that wonderful feeling of cum inside my mouth. Other than my own of course.

I think he was very surprised that I did that, and even more surprised when he noticed that I had ejaculated onto the sheet, as he had stopped sucking on me so he could enjoy what I was doing. He asked if I wanted him to suck my cock now and I said only if he wanted too. Instead he took some lube of some kind and spread it on my cock, which had an immediate effect which because of being only 18 years old you can do more than one cum a day. He jacked me off, with this lube stuff which was good but not as good as Vaseline that my step father used to use on me. So it ended up that I had two ejaculations to his one and I said no fair. And told him I wanted to suck his cock again, he was nice and let me do that.

After that we met every couple of weeks for a get together, we also were at the swimming pool a lot with some of the children from the Hospital staff, in particular was one girl whom I really wanted to play with sexually. We would rub each other in the pool underwater so no one could see, but my boyfriend saw it and told me that I should not play with her. He did not say why but I found out later from her dad that she was only 12 years old, man did I ever drop away from her quickly. I was so mad when I got orders to ship out and lost contact with him. One thing that he did not know about was that I had some women clothes hid out that I was putting them on and jacking off for my release before and after we first got together. I have never found another nice black cock to play with but I am still looking and wishing that I will do so sometime soon.

I have been able to set up meetings with a couple of other men since I retired from the military, usually through chat rooms, agree to meet somewhere public like a Walmart parking lot. Then if you both agree you can go to a hotel or in my case I would bring them to my house change into something feminine then we would play. I really love being able to express my feminine side and suck and be fucked by a man. I am looking for a nice man, race is not important just so he has no STD's, sure was easier back in the early 50's and 60's when we did not have that darn Aids thing.



My First [Black] Cock



I used to only be able to watch lesbian porn. I don't just stream a movie and finish in a few minutes, though, I like to take my time. I search through a lot of videos as I play with myself. I always go a little outside of my comfort zone; I don't only search lesbian porn, even though, until a few years ago, that was all that I really liked. I like to go for a little variety even though nothing compared; just because I hadn't found anything nearly as good didn't mean I wouldn't. I always came back to lesbian porn in order to get off, however, no other genre really did it for me. That was the case, at least, until I watched interracial porn. 

I saw it for the first time a few years ago, and then watched it a few more times over the course of a few weeks, intermittently. I generally search by actress so one, or a few, that I searched must've led me to an interracial scene. I don't remember the particulars; I didn't realize that exposure to black cock would change me so much. At the time, I had no idea how much seeing a big black cock in action would change my life, and my perception of myself. 

After dabbling a bit in interracial porn over a few months, still mostly viewing lesbians but occasionally jerking off to interracial stuff, I gradually started to bend away from lesbian encounters and more towards any video clip that contained big, black cock. I wasn't watching the video clip solely because I wanted to feast my eyes on gorgeous black cock... at least, not at first. The more I watched, the less I cared about the female involved; my attention was riveted on the black stud's impressive manhood. It wasn't an abrupt change, it was gradual, taking at least a year. It took much, much longer before I was willing to admit, just to myself, how much black cock turned me on, and how little the female mattered. 

Eventually, though, I could no longer deny it; the sight of black cock bends me, hard. I'm gay for black cock. Even now, I sometimes struggle with it; I only check out women, I would only date a woman... I wouldn't want to fool around with a guy, kissing him or anything like that... it just doesn't appeal to me. But every time I jerk off, the first and last thought I have is of submitting my mouth and ass to some cocky (hopefully younger) black stud's cock. The thought of me, a 28 year old man, completely submitting to some black teen, submitting to someone a decade younger than me, is about the most depraved, delicious thing I can think of. 

I fantasize, almost every morning and every evening, about kneeling before an 18 or 19 year old black teen, pulling his pants slowly down until his big black cock flops out, half-erect, slapping me in the face as he smirks at me. I lick my lips, then lick his head before I bathe his ebony shaft with my tongue, making his dark cock gleam from my saliva. I take him in my mouth and find out how much of him I can fit... before he finds out how much he can force down my throat. 

He starts to cum in my mouth, but pulls out so he can mark my face with his cum. He sprays on my chin, mouth, and lips, then wipes his cock in my hair then lets me lick his dick clean... I'm also getting him hard again so that he can fuck me. 

When he's ready, he just takes charge and forces me onto all fours, grabbing my arms, taking firm control of my body. I can't fight back, and I really don't want to. Needing no encouragement, I drop my chest to the floor and thrust my ass at him eagerly. I think I have a nice bubble butt; I devote more time at the gym to squats than any other exercise, and it's the one exercise I do every time I go. I hope it pays off, I hope my ass is worthy. 

He smears my ass generously with lube, getting my ass ready for him by finger-fucking me, stretching my asshole around one, then two fingers. I groan and help him, thrusting back. I have a greedy ass, and love being filled. Lucky for me, because he then penetrates me with his long, thick black cock. As big as it is, I feel no pain; my ass was built to please black cock. He thrusts into me and spanks me, quickly realizing he can stay motionless as I roll my hips, impaling myself again and again, lost in pleasure, my breath coming in short gasps as I fulfill my darkest fantasy. 

The more I fantasize, the harder it is to deny to myself that it's just a fantasy; I want to make my fantasy a reality. I finally did; I put an ad on craigslist. 

I advertised as an inexperienced bottom desperate to please black cock. I wrote that I really wanted to suck black cock, that I wanted only to please a black stud, no reciprocation necessary. I get much more out of pleasing than I do in being pleased whether with a woman or (in my fantasies) with a black man. I've played with my ass a few times, and I enjoy it. I wasn't sure if I wanted to be ass-fucked (well, maybe I was more sure than I realized) but what I wanted most was to kneel before a black man, to be eye-level with some big black cock, to lick it, to kiss it... to wrap my pink lips around some thick black cock, to suck a big black cock. I did my best to convey my submissiveness, hoping that some big-cocked stud would see it and know that he could use me however he wanted; I wanted to be used, to be denigrated... to be treated like an object created purely to pleasure black cock. 

I got a few responses; one stood out. He said he was 6'5" 225, 8 inches cut. That turned me on; I am 7.25, so I wanted to be smaller than him. If I was going to submit, it only made sense that he be "more of a man" than me; I don't think having a smaller dick makes me less of a man, but it helps to drive home the cliché that I was weaker, that I was the submissive one, that my place was kneeling before him, opening my mouth for him to violate with his black manhood. Also, of course, I wanted a big black cock; I am attracted to black cocks of most sizes, but bigger is better, at least visually. I was a bit worried that I wouldn't be able to take him all but I desperately wanted to try. Him being cut was great too. Uncircumcised would've been a deal-breaker; it's just a personal preference, but I don't find foreskin attractive at all. 

As important as his dick size was his height and weight. I'm only 5'9" and I fluctuate between 185 and 195 lbs; knowing that he would tower over me, that he was bigger and stronger, really excited me. I wanted him to be able to throw me around and physically control me. 

I wrote him an email telling him that I was very interested. He responded, asking me to detail what I wanted. I told him that I wanted to kneel in front of him and pull his pants off, that I wanted him to teach me how to blow him properly. I wanted him to tease me, to smack my face with his black cock, I wanted to stick my tongue out and have my tongue and face spanked by his big black cock. I wanted to be treated like a true BBC whore, like all the porn stars were in the interracial videos that I had become addicted to. 

I wanted to get on all fours for him, to take a black cock in my virgin ass. I wanted him to grab my wrists and lock my arms behind my back; I wanted him to take complete control. I told him that I wanted him to tie my wrists together. I asked a man I'd never met before to tie me up; I was worried because it could go wrong, I was meeting somebody on craigslist and giving myself over to him completely, but my dick was doing my thinking for me. 

I don't like when white men are insulted in order to elevate black men; this whole "white men are losing" think, the narrative that white men have small dicks and/or can't please women, I'm just not into that. Not surprisingly, it's prevalent among the BBC slut/#teamBlackBoys crowd; given what turns me on, it's not surprising how often I come across it but I just don't get the appeal. I am turned on by black cock; it's not that I think it's bigger than mine will be, as a rule, I just find the sight of a black cock to be a major turn-on. 

I didn't want to be insulted in that way; I didn't want him to be insulted for having a small dick (it's average), or for not being able to please a woman (I can). That being said, it does turn me on when black cock is elevated, just not at the expense of white men. It turns me on I hear talk about how powerful black cock is, how erotic it is... I wouldn't be turned on to be talked down to but to be on my knees, sucking his black cock, while he talked about how powerful black cock was, that the mere sight of it turned straight white men curious, turned straight white men submissive, is a major turn-on. The whole submission aspect is always a major turn-on; I love being submissive, I love being dirty. Worshipping a woman's ass, worshipping her feet, being pegged or even pleasuring a real [black] cock is just such a dirty act that I get so hard thinking about it. I love being dirty, being degraded in that respect, I want to be used. Being told how much of a submissive bitch I am is a major turn-on. 

He told me that he was fine with that, and told me to make sure to wash my asshole really good because he didn't want any accidents when he took my virginity with his big black cock. 

I drove over to his neighborhood later that night. I was nervous, worried that it wasn't for real. I was worried that he could just be toying with me. I parked a few blocks from his house and walked, almost turning around many times. Eventually, I couldn't; I told myself that I had to take a chance if I wanted to fulfill my darkest, dirtiest fantasy. 

I met him at the door, and he grabbed my shirt and pulled me in. We went up to his bedroom, and he ordered me to take off my clothes. I undressed and stood nervously, watching him. He unbuttoned his pants then told me to finish. I trembled in anticipation and went to my knees. 

I pulled his pants down and stared at the bulge his black cock made in his underwear. Seeing a semi-erect big, black cock popping out as a girl slowly pulled down his underwear is one of my favorites parts in interracial porn. I savored the moment. 

It popped out, every bit as magnificent as I had hoped. He let me explore it on my own at first. I kissed it, wanting to show him how submissive I was. I licked it and kissed it, tested the feel of it on my tongue. 

I stretched my lips around him, and for the first time in my life, sucked a cock. I went slowly at first, getting used to having my mouth so full, in particular relishing licking his head, circling the head of his black cock with my tongue. I was able to get most of his 8 inches in my mouth. He then grabbed my head and forced me down on him as far as I could go. He liked it when I used my hands to jerk him off as I sucked. 

He threw me on his bed and had me lie on my back. He told me to jerk off while he sat on my chest and fed me his cock. His dominant position turned me on, and I was so hard while I sucked on his black cock. It was as good as I had dreamed. 

He flipped me over and greased up my ass. I was very nervous, not sure if I would be able to take all of it, worried that I would disappoint him, but my nervousness was far outweighed by my eagerness. I wanted my ass stretched around black cock, I wanted to feel his black cock violating me. His fingers didn't hurt at all; I think he used 3 before he thought I was ready. 

I wanted to be fucked on all fours. Doggy style seems a very submissive posture, ass high up in the air offered up to my big black stud, face down, unable to really control the action. All of that appealed to me but he was running the show. He had me roll onto my back again and he threw my legs over his shoulders. He had put on a condom while he fingered my ass; I realized it was for the best, but mostly I just felt cheated. He penetrated me deeply, so deeply from that angle and it didn't hurt at all... it felt so good. My eyes went wide but I wasn't seeing anything. As he stretched my white virgin ass around his black cock, fucking my ass, I struggled to breath; short, quick gasps. I was underneath him, completely under his control, exactly where I wanted to be. I couldn't control my body. With my legs over his shoulders, I was utterly at the mercy of my black stud. 

Next, he flipped me over on all fours and I raised my ass; he remarked on how eager I was. He wasn't wrong, I had wanted this for a long time. With my chest firmly pressed against the mattress, my ass elevated, he easily penetrated me again. I thrust my hips back wantonly, forcing him deeper in my guts, impaling myself on his black cock. He stopped his movements and just let me work, rocking back and forth, slapping my ass back against his hips, desperately trying to please him. I squeezed my ass down on his black cock enjoying anal for the first, but surely not last, time. I was loving every second, it was every bit as fulfilling as I had fantasized. 

He then flipped over so that he was on his back and I squatted over him and sat on his thick black cock. I rode him, facing away; he wasn't able to penetrate as deeply this way, disappointing me, but he was clearly enjoying himself, marveling at my greedy submission. He chuckled as he observed that I was twerking on his cock. I was all to happy to please him. 

He grabbed my hair and pulled me to his cock, making me taste my own ass off of his big black cock. He asked if I liked it; I didn't, but I was very much into him degrading me like that. It didn't matter to me if I liked it, I just wanted him to enjoy making me his bitch. I didn't enjoy the taste of my ass on his black cock, I enjoyed being so submissive to him that I did it without thinking, I enjoyed doing whatever he told me to do. 

He then removed his condom and forced me back down on his cock. I licked and sucked him, trying to fit more and more into my mouth with each bob of my head. I think I fit most of him in my mouth, at least 7 inches. I strained as far down as I could manage and tried to lick his heavy black balls while I attempted to deep-throat him. For my first-time, I think I did a good job. I was able to reach, but I couldn't really do much with my mouth stuffed so full. I was disappointed because I thought he would want me to play with his balls, but selfishly I just wanted to stretch my mouth around his thick black cock and blow him until he came... then came again. I wanted him to cover my face with his superior black seed, to mark me as his white slut. I wanted my chin and hair coated with his cum, I wanted to be forced to my knees, mouth open and tongue wide out, so that he could jizz all over my white face. 

He had other ideas; I sucked him off until he was ready, then he shoved my head down on his black cock and demanded that I swallow his load. BBC slut that I now (finally) was, I obeyed. His black cock was buried so deep in my mouth that I didn't taste anything. 

I then rested my head on his belly and stroked his thick, long black cock, marveling at it... the feel of another man's cock, finally, I was confronted with the object of my masturbatory fantasies: a big black cock. I gazed at it in wonder, playing with it while he slowly, very slowly, softened. I kissed and licked it a few times, utterly captivated by BBC. 

I still love women, but now I dream of meeting a kinky woman who wants to share big black cock with her man... a woman who loves watching gay sex as much as the stereotypical man loves lesbians. I need a sexually dominant woman who enjoys making me submit to a black stud (or multiple black studs - I dream of being spit-roasted on two young black cocks) as much as she enjoys making me submit to her.