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When my husband and I were on vacation, we were hanging out with another couple on the beach when I needed to go back to the room to retrieve some things. The other couple needed some things also, and the husband, a tall, handsome black, middle aged gentleman volunteered to go back to the resort with me to get our things. As we walked through the resort people would look our way and immediately assume we were together. There was no problem, but I found myself getting kind of worked up thinking about this handsome black gentleman being my partner.

It was a pretty long walk, and as we made our way we would occasionally brush together. At one point I took his arm and we walked arm in arm through the resort and toward the elevator. We stopped by our room first, and upon entering I began getting things together to take back to the beach, and as I moved about and bent over I could feel his eyes watching me. Just as I was about to say I was ready to go, he reached out and took me in his arms and kissed me deeply.

I was quite take back by his assertiveness, but didn’t offer resistance. I instinctively opened my mouth and allowed his tongue to enter and meet with mine. As we kissed his hands felt my ass. He had large hands and it felt so good, I felt like I was under his total control. He started playing with my boobs, so to allow easier access I lowered my top, and he began sucking my now hard nipples. I reached down and felt his huge erection through his swim suit, and with that he pushed me down and directed his beautiful black organ to my mouth.

I tried to take as much as I could, but he was just too big. To make a long story short, he laid me on the edge of the bed, pulled my bikini crotch to the side and slowly entered my now very wet pussy. He went very slow at first, allowing time for me to get used to the size, the started slowly pumping in and out. I became so wet I could hear sloshing as I allowed this gentleman I had just met to have his way with me.

He began to speed up and was fucking me as deep as he could, when he let loose a huge load of cum deep into my womb. Even after he pulled out all I could do was just lay there, completely satisfied and totally out of energy. I remember even thanking him for the best fucking I have ever had. My husband and I made love many times on that very bed throughout our vacation, and thought I was so wet solely because of him. I would never tell him any different, but the thoughts of my first black experience taking place on that very bed kept me moist and wet all week.

No Chlamydia🚫

No Crabs🚫

No Trichomoniasis🚫

No Gonorrhea🚫

No Hepatitis B🚫

No Herpes🚫

No HIV🚫

No Syphilis🚫

I once dated a girl by the name of Charlotte. I’d known her a long time and was good friends with all her family, her older brother was my best friend. So I knew she wasn’t dating anyone, and I knew she wasn’t the town slut or anything, she was a nice girl. I think she was also only XX at the time, and I was 21. I never thought about the age difference, her age, until just recently. Wow, I could have been in a lot of trouble, and that’s why I’m posting this anonymously.

She was a very cute girl, and had a nice body with good tits.

The first time I took her to a drive in movie we wound up in the back seat of my car. At first we were making out and I was feeling her up through her shirt. Then I undid her shirt and reached around and undid her bra and she slipped it off. Now I had free access to those firm, young, titties. That was the first time I ever actually saw or felt her tits. I tweaked her nipples and sucked on them and they were standing up hard as they could be.

Then much to my surprise, she reached down and undid my belt and then unzipped my pants. Which was probably a little tough to do seeing as my hard cock was applying some pretty good pressure to it. Then she reached inside and took my cock out and started to stroke it.

Wow! I had never had a girl be that aggressive before, and I’d never had one go after my cock like that. She just took it upon herself to get this show on the road. I guess she was a little anxious. She was stroking my cock fast and hard and kept it up until I shot my load all over her hand. Holy fucking shit! I had never had a girl jack me off before. That was exciting as hell.

Now it was my turn. I had never eaten a pussy before, but I suddenly got the urge to try it. I completely stripped her naked, oh my god she had a beautiful, young, luscious, teenaged, body. I kissed her lips and finger fucked her pussy. She was sopping wet and my finger went in and out with ease.

Then I started down her body with my tongue. I kissed and caressed her tits and nipples, oh those erect, hard nipples, first one then the other. She was breathing hard as I moved down to her stomach. I think by now she was getting the idea of what I was planning, and I think she got more excited. I’m sure she had never had anyone eat her out before.

I finally reached that mound of soft hair, I could feel it brush my chin. I didn’t go straight for it, instead I moved to the side a bit and started kissing the inside of her thigh. Then went slowly back over the top of her pussy to her belly and back down to the other thigh and kissed and caressed it. I went back up to her belly button and kissed around it and then went down the trail to the prize.

Like I said, I had never eaten pussy before, so when I started licking her slit I was a bit surprised at how good it actually tasted. I swear to God it had a sweet taste to it. Like strawberries or something. I licked the outer edges and licked deep, sticking my tongue as far into her as I could. I licked up and I licked down. I licked all around. I licked and sucked her clit and licked her slit. I bet I spent a half hour, or at least it seemed like it, just licking her pussy.

She was having a great fucking time, holding the sides of my head. I would look up at her from time to time and when my eyes passed those titties in the drive in light I could see that she had her head leaned back and her eyes closed and was just digging every fucking second, and every single lick that I was applying to her wet, hot pussy.

I moved up to start fucking her. It didn’t take long at all and I was cumming hard. I did have enough sense not to cum inside her though, and I shot my load on the outside of her pussy.

Driving home, she was sitting all snuggled up beside me and most of the time I had my right hand down in her pants, fingering her pussy. When we got back to her house I went inside with her. Her dad was watching TV so I sat on the couch and she sat in a chair across the room. When her dad wasn’t talking to me, which he liked to do, I would rub my finger under my nose so I could smell her pussy, and I’d smile at her, and she was sitting there smiling right back.

I used to work with this girl who started the same day I did. We had a couple meeting together that lead to us talking. it was always polite, work appropriate, small talk. I could tell from the beginning that she was super shy, I also thought she was super cute.

Few years passed by, through this time we would talk randomly and every now and then go out for lunch. Little by little I started making sexual jokes, I was always cautious because we worked together, but to me it seemed like she enjoyed it whenever I did. It then progressed to talking about dirtier things and eventually talking about masturbating and sex. I asked her how old she was when she lost her virginity and what her favorite sexual positions were. I didnt think she would answer these questions when i asked, but after I encouraged her, she did.

One day I told her I had been thinking about her. She asked me about what, but I said that I shouldn’t have brought that up, that I didn’t want to be crass or offend her. She was curious by now and I think she could tell it was something sexual. After she pressed me more to tell her, I said ok and told her how I was thinking about her when I made myself cum. I could tell that she didnt expect it to be that, but I could tell she liked it.

Afterwards our conversations started to get more sexual, I even showed her pictures of me fucking my wife. She said her favorite pictures were the ones of me eating her out.

One day we went out to lunch and I started talking to her real dirty. She told me nobody had ever talked to her like that. I could see it in her face she was getting so turned on. On the way back from work, I started touching her legs and telling her how I had been wanting to fuck her. I parked in the closest empty parking lot I could find and I started groping her boobs and kissing her neck, the noises she made were so soft and sexy. I then started rubbing her pussy over her pants and then slowly managed to get my hand under her pants and I started fingering her, she was so wet, I could hear her moans so well since I was as still kissing her neck while I fingered her. I then grabbed her hand and put it on my cock. I then pulled my cock out and and started to play with my hard cock infront of her, we didnt have much time tho, we had to go back to work, but I jerked off until i came while i played with her tits and showed her how to play with my balls. Going back to work was hard that day.

After that I would go talk to her at her desk and touch her legs under the desk, but we never did anything at work. We had a similar lunch after, but this time I ate her out, again in the car, but we had to go back to work sooner this time.

A month later there were lay offs and she was one of them. She told me as soon as it happened and we made plans to have dinner a couple weeks later. Dinner was fun, we drank a mojito pitcher and chatted for a bit about jobs and random things. Towards the end of dinner I started to play rub her legs under the table. I also started talking dirty to her and telling her how I wanted to fuck her and how I had made myself cum thinking about our lunches. She just listened with a mischievous little smile in her face and kept quietly nodding. She was super shy, she would only ask me to repeat myself when i spoke too quietly or the restaurant was too loud.

After dinner I told her to get in my car, that I wanted to show her somethig close by. She got in and we drove to a empty parking lot close by. Once I parked, I pounced on her, I started to kiss her neck and touching her all over. I took her pants off and ate her out in the front seat. She had such a sexy bush, I have a weakness bushes, and her pussy tasted so good. I then told her to get in the back seat, once we were there I ate her out and fingered her more. Afterwards I told her to turn around and get on all fours. She was such a good girl and did just as I told her. I fuck her like this for a while, she was so fucking wet, I could feel I was getting close to cumming. Her ass looked so good like that, I was grabbing her by her hips and fucking her as hard as I wanted to. I kept fucking her like this until I was about to cum, I the pulled out and came all over her ass. It had been so long since i had wanted to fuck her and it had finally happened. That was the last time i saw her, a few weeks later she found a new job and moved to a different city. I wish we still worked together.

It’s pretty long… post as anonymous

I cheated on my best friend, with her fiance. I will call him Seth. When I first met him, I didn’t like him on sight. The feeling was mutual. Seth was incredibly good looking, extremely tall and muscular. My friend desperately wanted us to get along but every time Seth looked at me, I felt his judgement and his annoyance. It was like he wanted my friend all to himself and I felt like I was losing her. I hated how good looking he was. I hated how perfect he was for her. I would look at him and he would literally make me angry. I can’t really describe why. Two years pass, and they were engaged to be married. Seth and I still disliked each other but we had become quite good at playing polite company with each other and avoiding each other like the plague.

It was the Thursday before their wedding which was taking place on Saturday. I was a bridesmaid and my best friend was understandably freaking out about her wedding, as all brides do. Their wedding was taking place at an old winery - that had the most epic yard and house. The house was not lived in and they got the keys to the place on Thursday so they could start decorating. There was this beautiful winding staircase that they were going to take their pictures on. Anyways. I came by Thursday after work to help decorate. My friend and Seth were both there too. Seth and I were hanging hundreds of strings of fake flowers on that staircase banner. My friend had to leave early and she made some joke to Seth and I about not killing each other.

So Seth and I finished up in silence and then, almost in a peace offering, he went to the kitchen and brought me back a beer. We sat on those winding old steps and I finally got up the nerve and asked, “Why do you hate me so much?” He looked over at me and said, completely straight-faced, “Because every time I see you, I want to fuck your brains out.”

I had no idea what to say about that, so I just sucked back that beer so that I had an excuse not to speak. I had two thought in my mind. 1) I want to fuck him too 2) He is my best friend’s fiance. Never before have I ever been so torn in my life. I decided that I loved my best friend and that I just needed to get the heck out of there. I stood up, and turned to him and said, “That explains a lot. I know you love my best friend. I love her too. Let’s just never talk about this again.”

That is when he reached out, and I will never forget this moment as long as I live, he slide his hand up my thigh and then his fingers were up my shorts. I moaned and my legs against my will were spreading apart and he was fingering me like I have never been fingered before. I almost came. I was panting and looking at him and he was just staring at me. He yanked my shorts down, and then he was pulled me closer and his face was between my legs. And oh Lord, his tongue. Jesus. Between that and his two very big fingers I came so hard all over his face.

Next thing I knew, I was on my hands and knees and without a condom, he was crushing me with his huge cock. I mean that thing was a monster. And I was bracing myself against those steps while he pounded me, absolutely fucked me to shit on those steps. He was yanking my head back with my hair and was saying things like, “I have never wanted to fuck anyone as much as I wanted to fuck you. The moment I saw you my cock was hard. This has been two years of torture.” I have never been so turned on in my life. I had two orgasms during that and then he came inside of me. Without a condom.

When we were finished, we were both panting like we had run a marathon. I kind of moaned and said, “Oh no. Now what?” He said, “Well, the damage is done, let’s enjoy this.” We went upstairs and found the bride’s room where there was a couch and chairs and I straddled him. He was tender that time, kissing me and kissing me while he slowly fucked me. I came twice more and then he came inside of me. Again without a condom. Then we jumped into the pool and swam around naked. Playing and drinking beer. Laughing. It was like I wasn’t even with my friend’s fiance. This was a completely different guy. He was funny and fun and sexy and interesting. I lay on the edge of the pool, my legs spread, staring up at the night sky. He stood in the pool and held my legs apart and pushed his tongue into me and made me come apart three times, never stopping, not even when I begged him. I loved how forceful he was. How demanding he was. I knelt on the grass and he held my head, pushing my mouth on that huge dick until I was choking and drooling, and he never let go until he was finished with my mouth. He never came in my mouth, but boy he sure liked my lips around him. The last time, he lay me down on the lounger by the pool and knelt in front of me. He put my legs on his huge shoulders and pushed so hard and deep into me. He just stared into my eyes and I orgasm-ed all over his cock twice more before he finally came inside of me.

It was 3 AM. We pulled on our clothes, made sure everything was in order and he walked me to the car. The last thing he said to me was, “Tell me not to marry her. I want to be with you. Tell me not to marry her.” I just shook my head, got into my car. I bawled the entire way home. I wasn’t sure if it was because I cheated on my best friend or because she was marrying the best sex I had ever had in my life.

They got married. I was the bridesmaid. Looking at him you would never know that had happened. He was back to being a complete jerk that ignored me. It confused me. We were all standing on those steps, getting our pictures taken. My best friend was so happy. Everyone was happy. All I could think of was that I had fucked Seth two nights ago on these steps. Yet here he was ignoring me. Except one glance. He looked back at me and his look said, he remembered everything. He looked completely tortured. And my heart was pounding so hard. I couldn’t look at him after that. It was too hard.

During the reception, first there was the bride and groom dance and then all the other dances and then my best friend led Seth over to me and said, “Please. You two. I need you to kiss and make up. You two need to learn to like each other.” And she forced us onto the dance floor. So we started to dance, it was a slow dance. Super fucking awkward. We didn’t talk and I could see the bride giggling off to the side with the other bridesmaids. She thought this was funny. I thought he was being a jerk again until I felt his huge erection brush against my stomach. Our eyes met. We didn’t say a word. As the song came to a close, he leaned down and said, “I hope I fucking knocked you up because I want nothing more than to be with you.” I swear my knees almost gave out when he whispered those words to me.

He didn’t knock me up.

Six months passed. We continued to ignore each other and be rude to each other. My friend just rolled her eyes. She told us that we must have hated each other in a past life. Little did she know that we were just working so hard to not cheat on her again.

Their marriage broke up. She was a mess. I was a mess. I comforted her. She said he just came home one day and said, “I thought you were the one but you aren’t. And I can’t live like this anymore.” And that was it. He moved his stuff out. He had zero interest in reconciling. It was over. No amount of pleading or begging from her changed his mind.

Part of me was relieved. I thought, I no longer had to torture myself around him. No longer had to worry that I was going to slip up and cheat again. What was done was done. I could move on in my life. Except I didn’t. The last person I had slept with had been him and no matter how much I tried, I had no interest in dating anyone. I felt like I was almost as heart sick as my friend.

Another six months passed. One night, my door bell rang, I opened my door and he was standing there. Staring at me. He just lifted me up, shut the door and fucked me right there on the foyer floor. We never even made it to the couch that was 5 feet away. We fucked and fucked and fucked. I kept telling myself that if I could only get this man out of my system, I would be cured. But the more we screwed, the more screwed I was.

We’ve been together for a year. Blindingly hot sex that just gets better and better. We have kept it a secret. I know the moment I tell my friend, she will dump me. I know the moment I tell our friends or my family or anyone, we will be judged and hated. I don’t want to lose her and I don’t want to hurt her.. I feel enormous guilt over this but he is like my drug. He is my world. I can’t get enough of him. It’s a mess. But when his cock is buried deep inside of me, I know that nothing else matters.