MrsRob

That’s definitely my favorite line from Mrs. Robinson in “The Graduate.” MrsRob is my username in most forums. Short for Mrs. Robinson of course.

Except I don’t have a lust for young, male, Caucasian college graduates. Oh yes, I’m married to one! 😉 However, my experience has led me down a “darker” path. I have needs which can only be met by a strong beautiful black man (or two).

My journey into the Hotwife life would begin in 2005 when I was first blacked by one of my husband’s acquaintances during an evening of drinking and partying. We had just returned from Jamaica. Maybe I was intrigued. Maybe my husband picked up on it. He’d always enjoyed watching. But never with a black man. But he could see we were chatting and flirting all night at the bar. We all decided to head back to our friend’s place to party some more. When we walked out to the car, our sexy black friend slapped me on the ass when no one else was looking. Game on. I was already mentally in! He just needed to make a move. After returning to his place, we continued to party. I suddenly somehow found myself in the bathroom with him. Kissing. Touching each other all over. He began to undress me. Pulling my jeans down just far enough to finger me, then bend me over the bathroom counter. Just like that...I was transformed. Blacked and fucked over and over again that night while my husband watched. I even sucked my new sexy black friend’s dick while he pounded me from behind. Two black cocks! Damn. My mind was blown but I just wanted more and more! I didn’t care that by this point...my husband was standing there watching. Watching as that big black cock took his wife’s tight pussy from behind over and over again. He filled my pussy full of hot cum! Unbelievably, we chalked it up to having too much to drink and let the whole subject die until many years later in 2014. That year. I met my BBC lover. Everything changed.