Carrie's First Black Cock SeXStoRY

Carrie was slowly riding my cock and seemed a bit quiet…like she had something on her mind. A regular part of our love making in recent weeks and months was enhanced by our storytelling around what was now our shared fantasy—her fucking a black man. Carrie was a beautiful woman in her early 30’s. She was a shorter girl standing at about 5’4 with an incredibly expressive personality! She had shoulder-length, curly blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, a tight little body and her perky breasts were adorned with pink nipples that were eraser-like when hard. Her pussy ranged from a landing strip to completely shaved with perfect little pussy lips. She was a squealer too, and that made fucking her extra hot! Even her asshole was cute, ha! Yes, I was crazy about her and head over heels in love! It’s probably worth mentioning that she was married. Carrie’s affair with me spanned several years. As for how she felt about me, I’ll use her words. The following quote comes from a card she gave me all those years ago: The card read, “It’s as if you and I were lovers in another time and place and all our lives have been in preparation for this reunion. It’s as if no two have ever loved the way we do, as if your lips were made for mine and my hands were meant to touch only you. With all of my breath and body, mind and soul – I’m so in love with you.” Carrie wrote in the card, “Words cannot express how deep my love is for you. Each day you amaze me with your kind words, sincere gestures, and dreams we share about the future. I feel so blessed to be adored by such an adoring man. I hang on your every word, touch, and kiss. I know we will get our chance to test fate. Believe me…I dream of that day in the not so distant future. Baby, you are everything to me—you are my soul mate for life! My life will not be complete until I share it with you as husband and wife. Make me the proudest woman in the world and love me at least half as much as I love you!” I shared her card as a way to show the strength of the emotional connection we had. The intensity of our love and passion for one another is what makes the rest of this memory so much more intense for me. Finally, she spoke, “Baby, you know the fantasy that we talk about?” I pleaded ignorance and asked her to tell me. I wanted her to bring up the BBC fantasy, not me. She had actually complained that I brought it up too much and sometimes she just wanted to make love and have it be about us. I remember how nervous she seemed as she held me close and moved slowly on my cock. She was clearly preoccupied with the thoughts running through mind. My heart rate started to quicken. She continued, “Baby, you know how we talk about what it would be like for me to fuck a black man? Would it make you jealous if there was a real person attached to the fantasy?” My heart immediately started pounding! I thought her next words might be that she had fucked another man. I lay beneath her and held her as I waited for the rest of what she had to tell me. “Well, I have a very important customer and he is black. Baby, every time I see him my pussy gets so wet and I blush…I can barely talk around him.” There was a lot of the hesitancy and emotions flowing around us in that moment. After all, it isn’t every day that a woman tells the man she loves that she is getting wet thinking about fucking another man. She didn’t know for sure how I would respond if the fantasy moved into reality. I was once a very jealous man and this long-held fantasy seemed so contradictory to my emotions. How could I love a woman so deeply and be so turned on by the thought a random black man fucking her like a little slut. The clashing of my thoughts and heart created such erotic chaos within me. I struggled to suppress my jealousy, I had to remind myself that I put this fantasy in her mind or at least made it safe for her express it to me. I pushed her to this moment. She spoke slowly and seemed to almost breathe the words into my ear. “Baby, I have tried to look at his crotch to see his cock whenever I see him, and he has caught me several times.” She pushed down onto my cock and worked me deeper inside of her. My heart was absolutely pounding, my cock was throbbing, and it was difficult to breathe! The moment was mind bending! She went on, “One day you and I were talking about our fantasy before I had an appointment with him…I was so turned on. This heightened arousal made me feel so brave and bold…I told him I had dream I had about him. She began describing the dream to me. She was at his office and he closed the door and they started kissing. In her dream, she said she couldn’t wait to get on her knees and take his black cock in her mouth and please him.” Her revelation stung, but my cock throbbed even more! “You told this to him”, I asked? “I didn’t tell him everything at first, but he liked what he heard. He made me tell him everything! Sweetheart, I told him that in my dream I gave him oral sex!” We were barely moving but my orgasm was building. The mind fuck I was receiving was so intense! It is so hard to imagine my sweet little girl (a woman that is in love with me) telling another man she had a dream about sucking his cock. “Baby, he asked about my husband and I then I explained I had a boyfriend, you. I told him we had a fantasy about you watching me with another man. He shook his head and laughed. “Let me guess, you guys are looking to experience more than he has to offer, if you know what I mean?” She said to him, “That’s the idea.” He invited her to make a weekend trip with him to his condo in Miami. “I explained to him that I wanted you there with me, but he wasn’t interested. He didn’t like the idea of you watching.” I remember feeling pissed off at his arrogance. She wouldn’t even be having this conversation with him if it wasn’t for me. All of our fantasy dialogue had been about it being “our” experience. It wasn’t just about her living her life and fucking black men whenever the opportunity presented itself. I put her in this state of mind and now he is so arrogant as to think she would do it without me? She told me that he asked her to close and lock the door. “Baby, he said I have a look at what I’m missing by not coming to Miami. I have thought and fantasized about his cock so much the last few weeks, I just wanted to see it…I wasn’t going to do anything, just look. I closed his door and locked it. God, I couldn’t believe what I was hearing! How could my sweetheart let another man get away with treating her like this? She should have said no…she would do it only if I was with her. As I felt the emotions swelling within me, she was basically acknowledging that her desire for him was stronger than her desire to please me by ensuring I was present. To me, this was crossing the boundaries we had established. “As I turned, he stood up behind his desk and grabbed his package. He told me come have a look.” She told me how naughty she felt as she stood before him undid belt and pants. His pants fell to the floor followed soon by his boxers. “Baby, he has the most amazing cock I have ever seen! I was almost in shock! He was still soft but already much larger than you even when you are hard. My pussy was soaked and pulsing at the site!” He had her acknowledge that his cock was indeed more than I had to offer and suggested she would be even more impressed when it was hard. He told her to get it wet. “Baby, I got down in my knees in front of the gorgeous black man. I had lost control and couldn’t stop! I pressed my face against his package and breathed in his manly scent. His cock was rising quickly as I put him in my mouth. I could barely fit him in…just his head almost filled my mouth, it was crazy!!! “ The whole time she was telling me about this encounter she was riding my cock just enough to feel my excitement. She would take moments to remind me how thin and short I was by comparison and thank me for exposing her to all the potential of this fantasy and allowing her to experience the hottest sexual moment of her life. As Carrie described it, he placed his hands in her hair and pulled it tightly as he face fucked her. He demanded that she look up at him and apparently talked a lot shit too as he “You look so hot with this big black dick in your mouth! You love it don’t you? Your little boyfriend can’t give you this can he?” Carrie went on, “Baby, it was even better than we imagined in our fantasies. I was almost coming just from sucking his cock and how slutty he was treating me! He told me to remove my panties, pull up my dress, and bend over his desk. I couldn’t do it fast enough! I cannot even describe how badly I wanted that man’s cock inside my naughty, little cunt!” I cringed when she said “cunt”…she hated that word! “My pussy is what I gave to you. Since black men are now fucking me, I think ‘cunt’ is a better name.” She described how intense it was as his head squeezed into her cunt. “Baby, I have NEVER been so turned on in my life! From the moment he entered me, I experienced one long chain of orgasms that continued the entire time he fucked me. I was being loud and he had to cover my mouth with his hand as he fucked me soooo good from behind. I was filled so deeply and fully, Baby. At one point, he just pushed in deeply and held his big cock there buried deep inside…I couldn’t breathe and my body was convulsing as I came so hard on him. Omg, I can’t even describe the new sensations that man made me feel!” I asked if he came inside her and she hesitated. “Baby, I wasn’t really in control of what I was doing. He just consumed me, and I would have done anything he asked me to. When he announced he was about to come, he pulled out quickly. He pulled me off the desk and pushed me down on my knees.” At this moment, my heart was beating so fast I thought I was going to pass out! Carrie had been so open minded about everything to do with sex, but she flat out refused to let me cum in her mouth. She said she has never done and doesn’t want to do it. She continued, “He held my head and hair with one hand and was stroking big cock with the other. I don’t know what I was feeling but I wanted the cum from that cock in my mouth…I felt like he deserved to cum wherever he wanted to. Finally, he put his cock in my mouth and erupted. I came again as he was coming in my mouth. He came so hard and tasted so yummy, I swallowed every drop! You would have been proud of me. As each revelation unfolded, it finally became too much. The woman I loved had found and fucked a black man! She experienced a larger cock and had the very best sex of her life…details she was happy to share with me. She even allowed him to cum in her mouth, something I have never done. I was pissed off, jealous, and turned on like never before. She begged me to cum in her naughty little cunt. “Come on baby, you’ll never be able to make me feel like he did, but I still want to feel my man’s little penis squirt inside me. Show me how excited you are that a black man fucked your future bride like I was his little slut...that I let him come in my mouth just because the size of his cock demanded that treatment! My mind was flashing white lights and my cock began pulse. I let out a deep moan flooded her pussy with what felt like endless heavy ropes of cum. Her earth trembling sex with another man led to my absolutely mind-bending orgasm. She continued to slowly ride up and down on my softening cock as she looked into my eyes. I remember how sparkling blue and dreamy they were…her long, dark eye lashes batting slowly as we slipped into our afterglow. (c. 2001)