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White women's confessions
White women's confessions
To me, there is nothing so exciting as looking down at my white skin and seeing a black hand caressing ... or his lips on me down there ... and whereas I am attracted to a lovely erect male organ, a deep chocolate one positively makes me hungry to put that thing in my mouth NOW! I was over 35 before I actually acted on these attractions, or had an opportunity to - I was married for a lot of years. But then I finally was fortunate enough to find a wonderful black lover, and that was it. I couldn't believe I'd waited so long.
...in search of a mature black man to make my pink pussy lips stretch open to accomodate his big black dick. I want to be sucked & licked as badly as I want to suck & lick. I crave a dark uncut black man who fills with desire when he gazes at my white nude body.
I love sucking a large black cock, love messy facials and also love having black cocks in my nice rounded ass, and wet pussy.
I have been with white men and black men. And for me black men are simply better in bed. Not only is the size more enjoyable its the way they can move. Plus there is something just so sexy about that dark creamy skin next to you!!
...I mean, I know a girl's first time is supposed to be something she always remembers, but it was the sight of his smooth dark skin against my pale body was such an added bonus - visually, it sent me through the roof, and made me have an orgasm within the first few times of our having sex.
Hey, alot of 18-20 year old white girls are real up front about sex with black guys. They say the like it and not just because "bigger is better" and they will tell you that it is better, but they will also say they like being naked with black guys-"real turn on very sexy" and they love being fucked by them. One said to me that when she was screwing she would say to herself "Lauren, there's a black man fucking you and she would tell herself "I know, I know and I love it." and everything would feel even better she said. For a lot of white girls they just push the right buttons.
Well, I have this friend, a very sexy young man. He's a year older than me and we're very close. Although he's not my boyfriend. I think somehow he's more than that.
It was raining and I was outside on the terrace looking at the rain and thinking about my new job and stuff, when my friend showed up. I gave him a nice big hug and kissed his cheek, causing him to blush. I smiled at him and he smiled back. He was a damn good looking black guy. I'm white as milk. We make quite a couple. Anyway, he had just finished a football game (he's very strong and well built) and he was all sweaty, so I told him to take a shower in my bathroom. He said "okay" and went in. I, of course, excused myself from the room. A few minutes later I heard his voice calling for me. I came in the room and he was wearing nothing but a towel. I tried to put myself together before he realized what was going on, but I couldn't help it. I had to stare. He had a gorgeous body, and he noticed that I was looking at it. I quickly said "you...wanted to see me?"
"Yes" he said, smiling. "I forgot my backpack in the living room. Could you get it for me?". I nodded and went to get it. I was wearing jeans and a t shirt. He was sitting on my bed when I came back and I could see his cock through a little opening in the towel. It was big. I gave him the backpack and turned around to leave. "Nice ass" he said. I was speechless. I turned and looked at him "I beg your pardon?". "Nice ass" he said, chuckling. I was blushing, and I was mad. I closed the door behind me and came closer to him. I could feel something was going to happen in that room. I asked him "why on Earth did you say that?". He just smiled at me. "I love you" he said. THEN I was really speechless. I said "what? What do you mean you love me?" he laughed and said "let me show you what I mean". He took me in his arms and kissed me with a passion. "I want you" he whispered in my ear. I felt his tongue in my mouth and I could feel his hardness as well. He undressed me and kissed me all over my body. I felt his
tongue circling my nipples and his right hand between my legs, teasing me. His left hand was caressing my ass. He laid me on the bed and kissed me between my legs. I came so hard... I saw stars and fireworks of all shapes and colors! He went up and kissed me really hard. He finally took off that towel. I think I kinda fainted when saw him naked. He was gorgeous, every inch of him was so perfect. I kissed his dick, it was rock hard, and liked it. He moaned and moaned until he came really hard in my mouth. It was not strawberry juice, but it wasn't so bad so I swallowed it. We kept on kissing and hugging until he got hard again. He rolled on a condom - cuz everyone should wear condoms - and slowly started to slip inside....inch by inch. It was painless and he was very gentle. It didn't take long until he cried out and collapsed on top of me. He kissed me and whispered "I love you" in my ear. We fell asleep, cuddling.
To this day, we have sex every chance we get. I have a boyfriend, but I never let go of my little black teaser.
I'm 42 years old, and have been married for almost 20 years.I have an 18 year old son, whose best friend, Rodney, an African-American boy, is over at our house quite a bit, usually swimming in our backyard pool. I've watched him in his Speedo briefs from my kitchen window-- and I must say he has a body to die for.From the top of his curly black hair,along his black 6' athletic body, down to his beautiful feet, he is the epitome of a Greek god.I've gotten to know him quite well He is usually here with my son, but about a month ago he came over looking for Jim, and Jim was gone for the day with his girlfriend. I told Rodney that Jim was gone, but then, as he stood there,I noticed that he had his gym bag with him, which I assumed contained his swim suit and towel, and I told him if he'd like to use the pool, he was certainly welcome to do so. At first he hesitated, but then said he would liketo swim a few laps to cool off, and asked if he could use one of the bathrooms to change. I showed him to the small washroom near the back door and in a few minutes, he came out, in his white trunks,thanked me, and walked out to the pool. I watched him for awhile, and then, foolishly, I changed into my two-piece suit and went out and joined him.At first, I think he was surprised to see me, but then he relaxed a bit more with me in the pool with him, and we began to talk about a variety of things, including school, his future plans, whether he had a girlfriend -- thingsof that nature. The more we talked the more familiar we got with each other, and before very long, I found myself coming on to him and embracing him. He resisted at first, but then, looking at me for a few seconds, he kissed me on the mouth and pressed himself against my body, just as I wanted him to do.It was not long before he had his trunks off, and he had taken the bottom of my swim suit off, and his huge erect penis was pressing against me. I knewthen I wanted him inside me, and urged him on, by returning his kisses and fondling his erection with my hand.He asked me if it was O.K. to enter me, and I told him, Yes, I want this, and the next think I knew, his erection was ascending into my vagina as he held me against the swimming pool wall. Since I had been on birth control for a number of years, I was not concerned about pregnancy, and so I simply enjoyed having this young man have his way with me. It was a wonderful experience. It was the first and only time I have ever strayed from my husband, and I don't think I will ever do it again, but Iwill always remember that afternoon in our backyard pool with Rodney.
I recently had sex with someone other than my husband for
the first time. What bothers me is that it was by far the most
exciting experience of my life.
I am a forty-year-old mother of two sons. I have been
married for nineteen years to a wonderful, caring and loving man.
Before we had children, Frank liked to take nude photos of me.
We have a very large scrapbook of me in steamy poses from fully
clothed to butt naked. That book has been hidden in the basement
for years. I must admit that I have been able to maintain my
figure. I may not be quite as firm as I was, but I am still a
Recently, my older boy, James, who is eighteen, invited a
friend, Richard, to spend the night. He is living with an aunt
and uncle who are his legal guardians. Richard is a little older
than James, and his originally from Jamaica. It seemed a little
strange having a black man in our home.
Frank was taking the boys to the Baseball Hall of Fame for
the weekend. Richard was supposed to go along but,
unfortunately, his uncle called and said he needed him to help
with some family matter. He could not pick Richard up until
saturday night as he would be away on business until late Friday.
After Frank and the boys left for the weekend, Richard and I
had dinner. After dinner he helped me clean up. We then watched
some TV and chatted. He is a bright, outgoing young man. About
eleven o'clock, Richard said goodnight and went up to bed. I
watched the news and then went upstairs to straighten up the
The bathroom had adjoining doors to my younger son's room
and to the guest room. While cleaning the room, I heard what
sounded like panting coming from the guest room. The door was
slightly ajar and I peeked in. richard was lying on top of the
covers totally nude. He was leafing through a somewhat familiar-
looking scrapbook, and was stroking the largest, hardest cock I
had ever seen.
I knew I shouldn't, but I just kept staring at Richard
playing with his huge black cock. I realized that he had found
the scrapbook of my nude pictures and that he was masturbating to
my naked shots. The thought of this young black man being so
excited by my naked body really made me hot!
I had never harbored thoughts of infidelity, but I was now
actively imagining how his huge black rod would feel as it slid
in and out of my cunt. all of a sudden, richard asked, "Who's
From inside the bathroom I called, "It's me," and I entered
the room. He had just managed to pull the covers across his
erect manhood. However, the scrapbook was on the floor.
"Where did you find this?" I said in feigned anger. "While
putting away the boxes, I came across it," he said in a cute
ashamed and embarrassed tone.
"I'm really embarrassed. Those photos were taken by my
husband many years ago. They were not meant for public
consumption." "That's a shame," he replied. "You certainly have
a beautiful body." I don't know what was coming over me, but I
was getting highly excited. In fact, I was even getting wet
between my legs. Those pictures were taken almost twenty years
ago. Richard eyed me lasciviously and said I still looked great.
"You were jacking off over my nude pictures, weren't you?" I
asked. With that, Richard removed the covers, exposing his
shiny, hard black weapon I had been staring at in secret only
moments ago. As much as I wanted to leave, I couldn't. My eyes
were riveted on this young man's incredible tool. My cunt was on
fire as I slowly unbuttoned my blouse and removed my bra. I kept
gazing at his rod and mumbled "It's beautiful," between my now
heavy breathing while I slowly began to grab and squeeze my tits.
richard got off the bed and grabbed me, sucking a nipple into his
eager mouth. At that moment, more than anything in this world, I
wanted to be used just as a sex object by this beautiful black
I reached between his legs and fondled his large, hairy
balls as he continued to feed at my breasts. Soon, his hand was
inside my panties, rubbing my buttocks. I removed my panties and
stood before this black adonis totally nude. Whatever I had
denied my husband sexually, I could not deny Richard.
I kissed my way down his smooth chest, stopping to suck on
his nipples. I licked his stomach and was soon on my knees, my
nose inhaling the manly aroma of his pubic hair, my fingers
squeezing and rubbing his hard black ass. I craned my neck and
sucked his balls into my mouth, all the while exploring his
asshole with my finger. I kissed the length of his steel-hard
black shaft, every rippling vein explored with my hungry mouth
and lapping tongue. I passionately kissed his massive, mushroom
head and prodded his peehole with my tongue.
When I felt his balls tighten in my hand, I knew I was going
to taste semen for the very first time. He shot gobs and gobs of
his rich, creamy goo into my mouth. I sucked and swallowed
furiously. I sucked him until every drop had been milked from
his gorgeous black cock. I then let him out of my mouth and just
held his empty balls in my hand as I watched his penis, coated
with my saliva, shrink as the mushroom head ducked back into his
I had never seen an uncircumcised penis before. The sight
caused me to take him back into my mouth and suck with renewed
passion until he once again was hard. I then begged Richard to
give me all of his hard black cock in my hot white pussy. He
mounted me and with his first thrust, I reached an orgasm plateau
I had never known before. I had multiple orgasms while he
pounded that black beauty home. Richard told me he wanted to
cream in my asshole as he pulled out and turned me on my belly.
I buried my face in his pillow as he buried his massive black
staff in my virgin asshole. After some discomfort, he had me
moaning in ecstasy as he pumped that uncircumcised black wand of
pleasure in and out of my asshole. I reached down and fondled
his nuts as he spurted his load deep into my bowels.
I spent the night sucking every inch of Richard's body. I
couldn't get enough of his cock or cum in my mouth. I even
reamed his hairy black ass and loved every lewd lick. I let him
fill my cunt with his hot love juice. I came so many times I
couldn't even venture a guess. We fucked in every position
possible. When his uncle called say he would pick him up in an
hour, I wasted no time in giving my black lover a blow-job he
would not soon forget.
How can I now go back to the gentle, yet boring sex I have
with my husband after "the black experience?" I have become
hooked on beautiful black cocks...Richard has used his
outstanding welcome to our house many times!
I have had both white and black men. My only black male experience was during a gang bang. Three black men and one white man as a college co-ed. I didn't find any difference in size of the sexual organs of either the black men or the white guy. I just found it interesting to see the color contrast of a black penis going into me.