Straight Female / 43
Three Weeks Of Bliss
In college I got my first real taste for sex. I loved it and had sex as often as I could enjoying my freedom and all those guys. I got into having sex with black men back before it was a thing. Had sex with six black guys during college and a couple after then started dating my future husband and it was white cock for me from then on.
Turned forty, sex life had evaporated, husband and I had talked about swinging or threesomes and nothing ever materialized. I was feeling neglected, unattractive, and started self loathing and turning old before my time. Husband was interested in exploring sexual options but we were stuck in neutral. I was waiting for him to pull the trigger, bring up to a sex club, a swinger event, maybe meet with a swinging couple see what it was about, maybe even just bring home some guy to fuck me, anything but we never got out of the starting gate.
Husband hired a work crew for a home renovation job and yes there is where things get ridiculously cliched. He hired a company owned by two white brothers but day one the crew was made up of one of the brothers and three young black men. Nice looking guys who reminded me of my college days. Days in bed with guys who just wanted to get their dicks sucked and to fuck me. The good ol' days.
Day two its just the three black guys and pretty much just them except for when the one brother would drop in in the morning to be seen and check on things. No problems. I offered to make lunch one day and got to talking with one of the guys who tended to be the one who was always there while the others were hit or miss.
We'd eat together and one day he asked me if I'd ever been with a black guy. I was enjoying this guys company and honestly his attention and I told him the truth I said yes and asked why he wanted to know? He said he was thinking about sex with me a lot and was wondering if I'd ever consider being with a black guy. I told him the truth, yes I used to love sex with black guys and since they'd been working at the house I was thinking about it again, a lot. He asked if I liked big dicks and yes I did and do! Of course.
He surprised me, he stood up (we were in my living room) and he pulled his dick out. He was about three quarters hard and yup very big. He stroked himself hard and asked what I thought. I was hot as fuck that's what I thought but I didn't want to cheat either. I would masturbate ten times a day thinking of his dick but I didn't want to give in and fuck him. He was humorous about it and told me he would show it to me as much as I wanted. We had a nice conversation while he stood there with his dick out in my face. And yes I masturbated thinking about right after the crew left for the day and again in the shower.
Three more days of him showing me his dick, then he asked me what I would do if I was single. I told him I would kiss the head of his cock then slowly suck him until he came. He said he wished I would. He took my hand and put it on his dick and I squeezed the head, then squeezed the hard shaft, and felt his balls. I stopped, he started stroking, kept stroking I touched, then stopped, he kept going, he was close to cumming. I was thinking he'd stop, he didn't. His got close and pushed his dick at my face and he groaned loudly and I saw the first drip of cum and I reacted taking his cock into my mouth and sucking his loud out and gulped in down just like the old days-fuck now I'd done it, played with fire and ended up with this guy's cock in my mouth and his load in my stomach. I flushed and stammered, he was thrilled and I spent the rest of the day feeling guilty and mortified by still horny and really wanting to suck him off for real.
The next day, out came his cock again and I was of the mind to just blow him. I had already sucked him and swallowed his cum so what the fuck right? This time I did what I'd said, I kissed his cock head, tongued it, and swallowed his cock for real, stroked him, sucked his balls and made love to his cock. I fell back on my ol' cock sucking skills, and drained him. A few hours later, I did it again.
Next day three times, and I wanted more. He busted my chops about me becoming a true cocksucker and I admitted loving it and wanting more. He surprised me, offing to get the other guys involved. I didn't say yes didn't say no but the next day I drained three cocks a total of six times. Same thing the rest of the week.
The next week, I was super horny and after dreaming of fucking these three young guys I did. One after the other in my bed. I made them pull out and cum in my mouth. The next day one just came in me and soon all three were fucking me and cumming in me. This went on for three weeks, me sucking and fucking, feeling guilty but wanting it even worse the next day. The end of the project sucked, I was depressed when the guys moved onto their next job. Our last day I sucked and fucked each of them and was lucky enough for my buddy to stop in the next week to fix something and Jesus I fucked the ever living cum out of him.
He'd snuck over a few times as had the other guys but not nearly as often as I needed and I was getting concerned about getting caught and since I've met the main guy for a couple of car fucks but it's all over now. Logistically it just fizzled out. I'm back to masturbating in the shower and fantasizing all day. Sigh.
Turned forty, sex life had evaporated, husband and I had talked about swinging or threesomes and nothing ever materialized. I was feeling neglected, unattractive, and started self loathing and turning old before my time. Husband was interested in exploring sexual options but we were stuck in neutral. I was waiting for him to pull the trigger, bring up to a sex club, a swinger event, maybe meet with a swinging couple see what it was about, maybe even just bring home some guy to fuck me, anything but we never got out of the starting gate.
Husband hired a work crew for a home renovation job and yes there is where things get ridiculously cliched. He hired a company owned by two white brothers but day one the crew was made up of one of the brothers and three young black men. Nice looking guys who reminded me of my college days. Days in bed with guys who just wanted to get their dicks sucked and to fuck me. The good ol' days.
Day two its just the three black guys and pretty much just them except for when the one brother would drop in in the morning to be seen and check on things. No problems. I offered to make lunch one day and got to talking with one of the guys who tended to be the one who was always there while the others were hit or miss.
We'd eat together and one day he asked me if I'd ever been with a black guy. I was enjoying this guys company and honestly his attention and I told him the truth I said yes and asked why he wanted to know? He said he was thinking about sex with me a lot and was wondering if I'd ever consider being with a black guy. I told him the truth, yes I used to love sex with black guys and since they'd been working at the house I was thinking about it again, a lot. He asked if I liked big dicks and yes I did and do! Of course.
He surprised me, he stood up (we were in my living room) and he pulled his dick out. He was about three quarters hard and yup very big. He stroked himself hard and asked what I thought. I was hot as fuck that's what I thought but I didn't want to cheat either. I would masturbate ten times a day thinking of his dick but I didn't want to give in and fuck him. He was humorous about it and told me he would show it to me as much as I wanted. We had a nice conversation while he stood there with his dick out in my face. And yes I masturbated thinking about right after the crew left for the day and again in the shower.
Three more days of him showing me his dick, then he asked me what I would do if I was single. I told him I would kiss the head of his cock then slowly suck him until he came. He said he wished I would. He took my hand and put it on his dick and I squeezed the head, then squeezed the hard shaft, and felt his balls. I stopped, he started stroking, kept stroking I touched, then stopped, he kept going, he was close to cumming. I was thinking he'd stop, he didn't. His got close and pushed his dick at my face and he groaned loudly and I saw the first drip of cum and I reacted taking his cock into my mouth and sucking his loud out and gulped in down just like the old days-fuck now I'd done it, played with fire and ended up with this guy's cock in my mouth and his load in my stomach. I flushed and stammered, he was thrilled and I spent the rest of the day feeling guilty and mortified by still horny and really wanting to suck him off for real.
The next day, out came his cock again and I was of the mind to just blow him. I had already sucked him and swallowed his cum so what the fuck right? This time I did what I'd said, I kissed his cock head, tongued it, and swallowed his cock for real, stroked him, sucked his balls and made love to his cock. I fell back on my ol' cock sucking skills, and drained him. A few hours later, I did it again.
Next day three times, and I wanted more. He busted my chops about me becoming a true cocksucker and I admitted loving it and wanting more. He surprised me, offing to get the other guys involved. I didn't say yes didn't say no but the next day I drained three cocks a total of six times. Same thing the rest of the week.
The next week, I was super horny and after dreaming of fucking these three young guys I did. One after the other in my bed. I made them pull out and cum in my mouth. The next day one just came in me and soon all three were fucking me and cumming in me. This went on for three weeks, me sucking and fucking, feeling guilty but wanting it even worse the next day. The end of the project sucked, I was depressed when the guys moved onto their next job. Our last day I sucked and fucked each of them and was lucky enough for my buddy to stop in the next week to fix something and Jesus I fucked the ever living cum out of him.
He'd snuck over a few times as had the other guys but not nearly as often as I needed and I was getting concerned about getting caught and since I've met the main guy for a couple of car fucks but it's all over now. Logistically it just fizzled out. I'm back to masturbating in the shower and fantasizing all day. Sigh.
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