Jim,
As I said before, it's good to have a friend like you on this site to confess all my nasty sexual deviations to. Confession is good for the soul as they say and after what I've been up to lately I really feel my soul needs cleansed!
I guess, I left off at the point where Nate had come to my house and I had invited him inside for some "coffee". I really had the best of intentions - to tell him that what happened the previous night was simply because I was ***** and that he had taken advantage of me. I was actually prepared to tell him that we couldn't ever see one another again and that I was going to finish our relationship before it went any further. As I said I was prepared to tell him all these things until I looked into his eyes, that handsome strong face and broad smile. I was still prepared to tell him these things until without a word he took me in his arms and brought his mouth close to my lips. What can I say, except that I was powerless to resist him. As I said he pulled me close to him and without saying a word to one another we engaged in a long and passionate French kiss! I knew that, the kids weren't due home for another hour so we had plenty of time for Nate to accomplish what I'm sure that he was there for. Kissing someone besides my husband, and having someone else touch me, was one of the hottest experiences I'd ever had when I had been making it with Gary (the first lover I had ever had when married to John). But this was better, somehow MUCH better. Maybe it was because he was a black man, maybe because this was somehow more wicked, it felt so much more exciting to me.
He began feeling up my breasts, that by now had very erect nipples. Jim, I should mention to you that although I have titties on the small size my nipples are very sensitive and when aroused will stick out a good inch and a half. Within a few minutes he had lowered the top of my dress around my shoulders down to my waist and was kissing my tits. I lay back on the couch, put my arms back and just let him take control. He had such great hands and he rubbed my breasts as if he knew what every stroke was doing to me. I told him how wet I was getting and he responded by taking my dress off the rest of the way. Nate dropped to his knees and buried his face between my legs, with my panties still on. I was able to reach his belt, so I unbuckled it and pulled down his zipper. He flung off his pants and I saw the head of his erect cock poke out of his sexy underwear. It was the first black cock I had seen since high-school, and I was impressed. My black lover in high school probably had an 8 inch cock, but Nate sported a good 10" of real male meat. Not only was it enormous in length but in width as well. The previous night I had been so far gone that I didn't even see his dick - just felt it up my (until then) virgin ass.
I completely undressed him, and then he took off my extremely wet panties. I took his hand and we went to the bed room, where we got into a heavy 69 session. I was so excited, and there's no doubt that his beautiful black cock was the biggest I'd ever had. I could reach his buttocks, which were fantastic to squeeze. He was a master with his tongue, making me squirm all over the bed. I told him to lie down on the bed because I wanted to massage his well-built chest and stomach muscles.
I kissed my way down his stomach and cock. Finally I moved on top of him and let his enormous rod push its way into my hole. Within seconds he rolled us over. With him now on top, Nate began the greatest pumping I've ever had. I screamed with pure delight, feeling every hard inch of his big, black cock. I couldn't help moaning and groaning in absolute ecstasy as I felt my short cunt being forced to stretch to accommodate his much bigger cock than my husband's. And then he came inside of me with delicious waves of his male juice shooting forcefully all the way up my cunt. There have been times that when my husband squirted in me, I didn't even know that he had. With Nate I knew instantly when it happened because of the heavy amount that he spilled into me. I could feel pints of his black love potion filling my hole. What amazed me is that unlike my hubby, Nate stayed hard for a long time, pushing in and out of me. We both came again before I had to push him out of the house before the kids arrived home. It had all happened so fast that it wasn't until after he left that I realized we hadn't used any protection. It was too late for second thoughts now! Before Nate left he told me that he was going to see me again tomorrow night and his manner and demeanor told me that I'd better not object. Nate was a masterful man and I knew that there was nothing that I was going to refuse him sexually in the future.
My only consideration now was, how was I going to tell my husband that I had acquired a black lover while he was gone on his insurance adjusting job down in Houston. My second though was not to tell him at all! John has always said that one of his sex fantasies was to have me take on a black lover. However, I know that there is a lot of difference between the way you feel about a fantasy and the way you feel when that fantasy becomes reality! I spent some restless night but when my husband returned from his trip I decided to tell him all about Nate. (Well not quite everything as I omitted the fact that Nate had sodemized me on our very first date and that he continues to fuck my ass every chance he gets. I felt if I told my husband about this he might get a little jealous as he has never had my ass and has frequently asked me to allow him to fuck me in the ass. I always refused and I'm sure that if Nate hadn't taken me that first time in a drunken stupor, I would have refused him as well. But now that I knew how damn nice it felt, I was giving it to Nate all the time. In any event, telling my husband turned out to be the right thing to do. At least I wasn't "cheating" on him in the classic sense. And despite the fact that I had met Nate on my own rather than having him pushed onto me by my husband and despite that fact that I had been fucking Nate for several weeks in John's absence, he wasn't angry with me. In fact the possibility of watching me fuck a big black man was positively a turn-on for my husband. The surprising part of all of this is that when I asked Nate about allowing John to watch us it was Nate that was jealous and indicated that he had no intention of sharing me with anyone and certainly wasn't interested in putting on a show to please my husband!
Jim, I see I've run out of space for tonight so I'll have to continue this with Part 3 tomorrow. So long for now my BBS confessee.
The Sexy Naughty Wife, Karen
As I said before, it's good to have a friend like you on this site to confess all my nasty sexual deviations to. Confession is good for the soul as they say and after what I've been up to lately I really feel my soul needs cleansed!
I guess, I left off at the point where Nate had come to my house and I had invited him inside for some "coffee". I really had the best of intentions - to tell him that what happened the previous night was simply because I was ***** and that he had taken advantage of me. I was actually prepared to tell him that we couldn't ever see one another again and that I was going to finish our relationship before it went any further. As I said I was prepared to tell him all these things until I looked into his eyes, that handsome strong face and broad smile. I was still prepared to tell him these things until without a word he took me in his arms and brought his mouth close to my lips. What can I say, except that I was powerless to resist him. As I said he pulled me close to him and without saying a word to one another we engaged in a long and passionate French kiss! I knew that, the kids weren't due home for another hour so we had plenty of time for Nate to accomplish what I'm sure that he was there for. Kissing someone besides my husband, and having someone else touch me, was one of the hottest experiences I'd ever had when I had been making it with Gary (the first lover I had ever had when married to John). But this was better, somehow MUCH better. Maybe it was because he was a black man, maybe because this was somehow more wicked, it felt so much more exciting to me.
He began feeling up my breasts, that by now had very erect nipples. Jim, I should mention to you that although I have titties on the small size my nipples are very sensitive and when aroused will stick out a good inch and a half. Within a few minutes he had lowered the top of my dress around my shoulders down to my waist and was kissing my tits. I lay back on the couch, put my arms back and just let him take control. He had such great hands and he rubbed my breasts as if he knew what every stroke was doing to me. I told him how wet I was getting and he responded by taking my dress off the rest of the way. Nate dropped to his knees and buried his face between my legs, with my panties still on. I was able to reach his belt, so I unbuckled it and pulled down his zipper. He flung off his pants and I saw the head of his erect cock poke out of his sexy underwear. It was the first black cock I had seen since high-school, and I was impressed. My black lover in high school probably had an 8 inch cock, but Nate sported a good 10" of real male meat. Not only was it enormous in length but in width as well. The previous night I had been so far gone that I didn't even see his dick - just felt it up my (until then) virgin ass.
I completely undressed him, and then he took off my extremely wet panties. I took his hand and we went to the bed room, where we got into a heavy 69 session. I was so excited, and there's no doubt that his beautiful black cock was the biggest I'd ever had. I could reach his buttocks, which were fantastic to squeeze. He was a master with his tongue, making me squirm all over the bed. I told him to lie down on the bed because I wanted to massage his well-built chest and stomach muscles.
I kissed my way down his stomach and cock. Finally I moved on top of him and let his enormous rod push its way into my hole. Within seconds he rolled us over. With him now on top, Nate began the greatest pumping I've ever had. I screamed with pure delight, feeling every hard inch of his big, black cock. I couldn't help moaning and groaning in absolute ecstasy as I felt my short cunt being forced to stretch to accommodate his much bigger cock than my husband's. And then he came inside of me with delicious waves of his male juice shooting forcefully all the way up my cunt. There have been times that when my husband squirted in me, I didn't even know that he had. With Nate I knew instantly when it happened because of the heavy amount that he spilled into me. I could feel pints of his black love potion filling my hole. What amazed me is that unlike my hubby, Nate stayed hard for a long time, pushing in and out of me. We both came again before I had to push him out of the house before the kids arrived home. It had all happened so fast that it wasn't until after he left that I realized we hadn't used any protection. It was too late for second thoughts now! Before Nate left he told me that he was going to see me again tomorrow night and his manner and demeanor told me that I'd better not object. Nate was a masterful man and I knew that there was nothing that I was going to refuse him sexually in the future.
My only consideration now was, how was I going to tell my husband that I had acquired a black lover while he was gone on his insurance adjusting job down in Houston. My second though was not to tell him at all! John has always said that one of his sex fantasies was to have me take on a black lover. However, I know that there is a lot of difference between the way you feel about a fantasy and the way you feel when that fantasy becomes reality! I spent some restless night but when my husband returned from his trip I decided to tell him all about Nate. (Well not quite everything as I omitted the fact that Nate had sodemized me on our very first date and that he continues to fuck my ass every chance he gets. I felt if I told my husband about this he might get a little jealous as he has never had my ass and has frequently asked me to allow him to fuck me in the ass. I always refused and I'm sure that if Nate hadn't taken me that first time in a drunken stupor, I would have refused him as well. But now that I knew how damn nice it felt, I was giving it to Nate all the time. In any event, telling my husband turned out to be the right thing to do. At least I wasn't "cheating" on him in the classic sense. And despite the fact that I had met Nate on my own rather than having him pushed onto me by my husband and despite that fact that I had been fucking Nate for several weeks in John's absence, he wasn't angry with me. In fact the possibility of watching me fuck a big black man was positively a turn-on for my husband. The surprising part of all of this is that when I asked Nate about allowing John to watch us it was Nate that was jealous and indicated that he had no intention of sharing me with anyone and certainly wasn't interested in putting on a show to please my husband!
Jim, I see I've run out of space for tonight so I'll have to continue this with Part 3 tomorrow. So long for now my BBS confessee.
The Sexy Naughty Wife, Karen
