Username: Longeron Date: 09-12-2010 12:18:01 Mood: full of life Music:

I am looking for nightclubs in the Miami area where white girls go to dance and flirt with black boys.  Anyone know of any?

Username: robroy12 Date: 08-12-2010 15:38:14 Mood: in love Music:

I was at University in Florida, and met this Black Girl whom was very petite and sexy walking to our dorm area, but upon seeing me she screamed and ran away.  Later on we met again and she said that she thought I was a White Skin Head - due to my short hair. I laughed and said that I was on the track team and that with the heat and humidity short hair was cooler, so I asked her if she would like me to cook her dinner that night.  After dinner we were talking, and I had to admit that I hadn't had much experience with women at all - well she leaned over and kissed me...not a peck - but a full on electric tongue. She was naked within a blink of an eye and tore away my clothes. She then sucked, licked and worshipped me - there was no worry about size as I was so hard that I could have passed out with all that blood rushing down there.   I was along distance runner for the track team - but it took all my endurance for that non-stop sexathon. The next morning I felt so spent that I laid there - my whole body flaccid not just my dick, when she whispered in my ear "I'm going to wake the dead" at that time I had no idea what she meant - and bam. The next day my teammates couldn't understand why I could barely run - I was exhausted physically and mentally, and for the next four weeks we fucked and fucked everywhere and anywhere - I was so addicted to her, she was a drug.  Unfortunately, though a basketball player on the University took a fancy to her and upon hearing that we were quite an item (plenty of gossip abound) he started a campaign which was out and out racist, against us. She left the University after a few weeks of this abuse, and I challenged the basketball player to duke it out - which of course he chickened out.

Since then I have moved and back to the UK, and now married to a white woman - but nothing has ever compared to black women in bed - they have real orgasms and are totally sexy. 

Username: jewish milf 42 Date: 05-12-2010 06:44:58 Mood: horny Music: soulfull

It was 2 years ago that I had my first black experience. Although we had agreed to seperate I attended my husbands holiday party at his business. I had several drinks during the party, then excused myself to go to the ladies room. After leaving the bathroom I ran into one of my husbands employees in the hall. Raymond was a tall muscular black man in his thirties who always seemed to be checking me out when I was at the office. We engaged in some small talk and just as I was about to excuse myself Raymond pointed upward, hanging over my head in the doorway was some mistletoe. I felt a little awkward that he wanted to kiss the bosses wife but I thought he would  just give me a peck on the cheek. How wrong I was Raymond planted a hard wet kiss to my lips. At first I was shocked by his brazen behavior and tryed to push him away. The next second much to my amazment I was returning the kiss. suddenly we where kissing wildly our tongues in each others mouths. I don't know if it was the drinks or my secret desire for black men or my soon to be separation but at that moment I didn't care. What followed was a full make out session with Raymond running  his hands all over my body, kissing my neck and telling me how sexy I was. I could feel his cock grow hard against me,  it felt so big as he grinded it into me. We must have gone at it for a good 10 minutes and it probably wouldn't have stopped if we didn't hear someone walking  in the hall. I was so embarrassed by my behavior that I quicky left the party. As I drove home my body was shaking and my panties where soaking wet.

In the following days my separation became official. Soon after I received a call from Raymond. He told me he couldn't stop thinking about what had happened. I said we where so wrong to do that. Raymond then went on to tell me how much I turned him on and that he wanted to take me to bed. I have to admit hearing that set my panties on fire. Over the next few weeks Raymond and I talked almost every night, before long we where having phone sex. I loved hearing him say he wanted to eat my pussy and fuck me all night long. I couldn't believe I was telling him how much I wanted to suck his black cock and feel him deep inside me. As things got hotter I would play with my pussy while he told me how he was going to show me how a black man fucks a hot white cunt. On many night I would moan into the phone until I came hard listening to Raymond. I felt so dirty doing this with my sons down the hall, but I couldn't  help myself. It was only a  matter of time before Raymond and I would have sex. I knew it was dangerous to go to bed with one of my husbands employees but it was to late now I wanted Raymond more than any man ever in my life and I wanted my first black cock so bad. We finally deceided to meet at my home on a saturday night when my sons would be staying with their father for the weekend. I can't tell you how horny I was all week the waiting nearly drove me insane but it turned out that the wait was worth it. That saturday night changed my life for ever.

Username: jewish milf 42 Date: 04-12-2010 05:45:58 Mood: horny Music:

Random Thoughts on a cold night

I never imagined when I married at 23 that 20 years later I'd be spending weekends in motels being fucked by big black men.

I've come to believe that there are two kinds of white women, those who love black cock and those afraid to admit it.

I can't tell you how many times a black man has undressed me with his eyes and how wet it makes me.

on a business trip to chicago a black man bought me a drink in the hotel bar, 30 minutes later he was going down on me in my room. we fucked three times and I never got his name.

I might give the orders at work but  sexually I know my place is on my knees worshiping  huge ebony cocks. I never dreamt being totally submissive to black men in bed could be so sexually liberating.

my ultimate fantasy is to walk into a roomful of black men dressed elegently in a mink coat, designer gown 3" heels  black bra stockings and thong. do a slow sensual striptease for them. let them kiss and fondle me all over until I beg them to fuck me over and over again. sometimes in this fantasy there are over 20 men. I feel so dirty admitting this but it's so fucking hot!!!

since being divorced I've had sex with 17 black men.

there is nothing hotter for me than a black man kissing me while his hand is inside my panties playing with my pussy. this always makes me cum so hard.

I know now that I'll never have sex with white men again, it's true once you go black you can't go back.

you don't know how bad I want to suck  and fuck a huge black cock right now, but tonight I'll have to settle for ramming my big black dildo into my hot white pussy.

the three most important things in my life are my children, my faith and my passion for big black men.

and most of all I want to thank you black studs for giving me so many hours of incredible sex, you've unleased a passion in me I never imagined I had, I love you!!

Username: Blklover Date: 04-12-2010 00:25:51 Mood: in love Music:

I'm on the prowl, so let me hear from ya...

Username: mwfMary Date: 03-12-2010 17:26:00 Mood: Music:

Username: mwfMary Date: 03-12-2010 00:41:07 Mood: full of life Music:

She Fell Open

We have been in the lifestyle for some time now. 

We have adjusted to wife sharing with black men, and I thought that was pretty much that. But even though she conceived with her first serious black lover, I had this feeling that there was still something, some threshold, that she had not crossed. Without really knowing what it was that we both wanted, it was not really discussed much.

Mary is, at her core, a strong woman.  Being an equal partner in her sex life has always been her play. She acts pretty coy, flirty and sub to get the attention she desires, but once in the bed, she usually gives every bit as good as she gets.  Until six weeks ago. That’s when a truly experienced black master finally broke down her ‘equal partner’ notions and subjugated her fully. 

We smoked a joint with Leon, to get acquainted again in the more comfortable atmosphere of our living room. The din of the West African drum band in the local multicultural bar made an intimate conversation improbable, to say the least.  Besides, they were busy dancing the wedding dance. 

Leon struck me as a thin man when he politely asked Mary to join him in a drum dance at the club. She almost seemed surprised at his invitation too. They made an unlikely pair, I thought, as she danced in her black cocktail dress, he in traditional string pants and a dashiki, with a red, yellow, and green knit cap covering half of his dreadlocks. Mary is noticeably taller and he seemed to dance alone. She held her shoes in her hand, moved gamely, and tried to find a way to be connected to him. It wasn’t working very well. 

So I was a little surprised when she came back to me after a dance and handed me her shoes. “One more, then we can leave.” And off she went to try to figure out what this Rastaman was all about.  One dance became two as they began to click. The third dance was the last of the evenings performance. Only about half the crowd, including Mary and Leon, remained on the floor. A thin, young black man in a yellow plaid shirt, who I had noticed eyeing us for some time, leaned into my ear to tell me that “This is the wedding dance- only for couples who are married- or who would like to be.” When I turned to look at him squarely, he repeated “..or would like to be.” as he backed away, smiling wickedly.

Now Leon was much more animated as the dramatic heartbeat rhythm began almost inaudibly. He was moving his hands in the air around Mary, never quite touching her as he made slow circles around her. The other couples did much the same. Mary looked amazed and amused as he became a shaman before our eyes, gyrating his way around her body as she stood perfectly still, belly heaving. Then, a line spun out of the couples dance as the drumbeat slowly grew louder. The rhythmic dancing couples eventually made a circle around the center of the small dance floor as he beat rose to a lively and sensual pace. Every four beats of the drum, the women stopped while their partners hopped forward until they just barely met their partners ass. For a beat, he rotates his hips upward slowly, then the entire circle moves for four more beats until the man stops, then hops forward again, rubbing cock along her ass crack. 

Once Mary saw how this worked, she began offering her ass a little more when he hopped forward to rub up into it. All the women were dong this, with some making a comedic expression at the rubbing point.  It became a point where the entire room, especially the women, would laugh and giggle when the men hopped forward for some frottage.  Mary and Leon were the only mixed couple in the line, which made some of the other black women make humorous comments to one another while covering their mouths with their hands. They knew what was up.

Mary led Leon off the floor when it was done and took him by the hand as she came to me. “I’m ready to go.” she said, as she took her shoes back from me and walked on to the door to get her coat.  This could be interesting.

So now, back home again, the effects of the joint are becoming evident on Marys face. Her eyes are at half mast and the corners of her mouth are turned up slightly, giving away her happy stoned face. Leon hardly speaks at all and I didn’t make any effort to make small talk myself.  At some point, the silence became slightly uncomfortable, so Mary stood up and announced she was sleepy, and heading to bed. At the entrance to the hallway, she stopped, lifted her hem slightly, and pulled off her black lace panties, letting hem fall to the floor where she stepped out of them delicately. She didn’t even look over her shoulder as she padded off down the hall in bare feet, no panties, and a black cocktail dress. Leon looked at me thoughtfully, saying nothing while he took a final toke. I made a gesture towards the bedroom which suggested to him ‘after you’ and he rose slowly to follow her.

In the same place where Mary dropped her panties, he stripped of his pants and shirt. I was surprised to see that he was not thin at all, but rather a powerfully built man, with strong legs and arms. I knew enough to hang back for a minute or two, so I finished the joint there in the darkness of the living room. First, a low and muffled conversation for a few seconds, then silence. All that I could recognize was Mary saying “Yes” in a rather bold and sultry manner. I didn’t realize that it may be the last time that I heard that tone coming from her. I knew that could move in now.

When I entered the room, Mary was sitting on the corner of the bed, her short skirt pulled up around her waist, her long legs still together at the knee. The top of her tiny crop of pubic fur barely evident. I quietly found my chair in the corner and sat, seemingly unnoticed. Leon was standing over her now, bent over and kissing and licking her mouth and neck slowly. His mouth would return to hers and he would seem to take a little more from it each time. Soon, his tongue and hers were intertwined, rubbing across each other, wetting their chins with saliva. As aroused as I was by this sight, Leon was not. His 9 inch, uncircumcised cock dangled before her belly, seemingly unaroused by what was going on. 

When it seemed that it was time to move from deep french kisses to sex, Leon did not make the move. Instead, he seemed to want more and more of her mouth. He cradled the back of he head and she leaned back onto the palms of her hands as he fed his tongue to her even more deeply than before. At first, I though that she wasn’t into this, but just accommodating him. But ever so slowly, things changed. Now her head was tilted all the way back to her shoulder blades and her mouth was agape. He ran his tongue over he teeth, all over her mouth, and deep into her throat until her lips sucked his lips, as if to beg for more. She was open to him now, and completely acquiescent.   

He said something to her that I could not hear and she answered ”yes” right away. It was a small yes, not the  bold ‘yes’ that I was used to hearing from her in the bedroom. It was a lower case yes. He said something else to her. Again a very small and obedient ‘yes’ spilled from her lips as she looked downward at his cock. Now she touched it slowly, experimentally. The shiny plum head was just beginning to emerge from its jet black hood. 

After a short period of touching him, he leaned forward and took a handful of her hair. Now he pulled her head back with authority and again, attacked her mouth with his tongue. This time, she reacted as if his saliva could save her life as she strained to open wider, to give him more of it. 

As he leaned over, her legs relaxed, parting slowly and his cock touched down lightly on her belly. I could see that she had made the bed wet in the small spot where she was sitting. I had never seen her this wet before she was entered. As he took her mouth again, she was slowly sliding back, pulling him with her with her tongue sucking mouth. I almost missed seeing him enter her, I was so focused on their interlocked faces.  His cock reached her labia and, I swear, they reached out and coaxed his cockhead towards her throbbing pink inner labia.

Again, a murmured question, followed quickly with a truly subservient and small but clear “yes”. And with that, she captured his cockhead and, undulating slowly, with the same motion as they used in the Arfican wedding dance, she took him into her body. I heard her say ‘yes one more time, just before his body tensed and his seed spilled into her. In that moment, she came hard on him too. 

I have hardly heard her say much more than ‘yes’ to Leon- or any other man- since. He has only come by three more times over the past month or so, but he is never alone. Leon is a gracious and generous man. He always brings a friend to share.

Mary’s most fortunate husband    

For

mwfMary 

Username: ReneeAlexander Date: 02-12-2010 05:53:37 Mood: full of life Music: Android Porn -- Kraddy

It occurred to me today, just how wonderful a lover that Alex is. He is always in the mood that I'm in, no matter what mood I'm in; maybe because he just likes sex that much, but I'm thankful regardless. Whether I want that slow, passionate griding or that hot, animalistic fuck; he always delivers and I am always satisfied. In fact, sometimes I am over-satisfied; I shake, scream, have problems breathing, and he is still pounding my pussy into oblivion. It is 100% true that, sometimes, Alex is the one that walks away unsatisfied, still throbbing and wanting that release. Regardless of the ending, Alex strives to make me cum (and always succeeds).

Just this morning, Alex climbed over me, took one leg over his shoulder, traced a circle on my chest, and began to fuck me. I remember his grasp on my thigh as he used it for leverage. I remember that way I wrapped my legs around his hips and he used it to fuck me deeper. I remember the way he bit, kissed, and sucked at my neck. The way he shifts his hips to change the way he enters me, managing to strike my g-spot just right. I know that I muffle my cries in his shoulder and hold on to him as reality slips away before I cum. I know that I leave marks while lost in the way it feels when he pulls my body up to meet his.

He always makes me cum, multiple times. Even if I get him to cum inside of me earlier on, he will fuck me until he's hard and then keep fucking me until I beg for a break. I'm left breathless and, sometimes, unconscious. The way he fills me, the way he fucks me; I would be impossibly lucky if I could ever find anyone else that can fuck the way he does. 

I'm one lucky woman.

Username: cuckoldcpl69 Date: 29-11-2010 22:01:42 Mood: in love Music:

We now have a bbc bull for the wife and a master for the slut hubby he is going to start trainning us this week we both cant wait to turn our lives over to him .....

Update we are making our first date this thurs the 2nd of of dec. hubby's new name is cuckboy and me play toy. will keep you all updated

had to reset our date to this sat due to a car accident. (everyone is ok)

12/5/2010 update    Well our bull called us and had to cancelled our meet he said he had a meeting for work and would contact us later so will have to find a new bbc bull for me............

Well today is the big day will let everyone know how it goes.........

2/28/2011 UPDATE

He never showed up so we are still looking for our bbc dom for us any takers near port st lucie florida?

UPDATE: Still looking for our dom/bull

Username: 8989inko Date: 28-11-2010 22:03:01 Mood: other Music:

Anyone want to show my wife your dicks while you stroke to her pics. Must show her in the pic. Interested send to y66trf5@y