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I'm brand new here and saw ths thread and thought it would be kind of sexy to share a little bit about myself. What would you want to know? Hmmmmm...that i'm married? Yes. Do i have kids? No. How old am I? Thirty four...how long have I been married? Twelve years. Ummmmmmm, what else? Hmmmm...Oh yes, am I cheating on my husband with a black man? Ummmmmmm, not in so many words. I am seeing a beautiful black man...but my husband knows. He doesn't play with me...instead he lets me play as long as i keep him up to date on all that is going on. Maybe you'd want to know how I met my big beautiful black man? Okay. Well, I've always been the adventerous one of our marriage...always willing to try new foods, like Indian...new things, like cliff diving. My husband has always just kind of retreated to what is comfortable. I love him but I never loved that. as we have gotten older, not that old...i'm only thirty four, damnit...ha...but as we have matured, my sexual drive has only increased. My husband is not tiny or anything and he has always worked really hard to please me...he just does it less now than he used to...anyway...so I was at a neighborhood party in our cul-de-sac...we both were...but I was the only who was really wanting to be there...but anyway...I met a guy I'd seen around the neighborhood...he doesn't live in our cul-de-sac...he lives a few streets away...anyway, I met this rather tall, good looking black guy. I've always been somewhat attracted to black guys...the lips...the skin color...the reported prowess...but mostly it was their confidence. Whether it was in a grocery store or at a bar or wherever...if I found myself talking to black guy he always kept eye contact...unless he shamelessly checks me out...ha...but along with the eye contact...the gentle touch of the arm while i'm talking...or a hand in the small of my back if we both happen to exit a restaurant or grocery store at the same time...this was no exception. As we talked and, yes, flirted, he would keep his eyes locked on mine...and touch my arm when he said something...it was so exciting...my husband at the same party....though he didn't see me...talking to a good looking, tall black man with his hand on my arm...soon we moved our conversation to a set of lawn chairs...now he grew more forward...when he would say something he would place his hand on my knee...a little later he would touch my thigh...it was so sexy and I knew I was getting a little damp with all the touching...and yes, the reported size and ability was running through my mind...anyway...we got to know each other for the first time...and as it was time for us to go....he hugged me and held me just a little longer than your standard hug...I didn't let go either...I think we both wanted to make sure we let the other one know we were interested. Anyway...so I went home and, in so many words, shared my story with my husband. he wasn't furious...we've been discussing the idea of marriage and what it means to be committed and faithful to each other...with my growing frustration in the bedroom...and his workaholic weekdays...we decided we could one day handle the idea of venturing out...well now I wanted to venture out...it was not a one time conversation thing...and it wasn't even guaranteed that Randall would be interested...he's the tall, good looking black man...anyway...we stressed the need for secrecy if it were to happen...and safety...and respect...and said if it came up again, in perfect circumstances...then we would be okay. Well those perfect circumstances magically appeared a couple of weeks later...and voila here i am. Lol. there are many more details than that...and if interested I would surely share them as they most certainly turn me on...the first time with a black man was beyond words...every time has been exceptional...but that first time was definitely explosive...so if more details are wanted....i will share them. thanks...

Lexi
 
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Lexi carry on this is so horny we want all the filthy details
 
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Ok, thanks for the encouragement andymar! Later tonight I'll try to write more...
 
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Yes, Lexi.... please share your hot story in detail....
 
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I'm brand new here and saw ths thread and thought it would be kind of sexy to share a little bit about myself. What would you want to know? Hmmmmm...that i'm married? Yes. Do i have kids? No. How old am I? Thirty four...how long have I been married? Twelve years. Ummmmmmm, what else? Hmmmm...Oh yes, am I cheating on my husband with a black man? Ummmmmmm, not in so many words. I am seeing a beautiful black man...but my husband knows. He doesn't play with me...instead he lets me play as long as i keep him up to date on all that is going on. Maybe you'd want to know how I met my big beautiful black man? Okay. Well, I've always been the adventerous one of our marriage...always willing to try new foods, like Indian...new things, like cliff diving. My husband has always just kind of retreated to what is comfortable. I love him but I never loved that. as we have gotten older, not that old...i'm only thirty four, damnit...ha...but as we have matured, my sexual drive has only increased. My husband is not tiny or anything and he has always worked really hard to please me...he just does it less now than he used to...anyway...so I was at a neighborhood party in our cul-de-sac...we both were...but I was the only who was really wanting to be there...but anyway...I met a guy I'd seen around the neighborhood...he doesn't live in our cul-de-sac...he lives a few streets away...anyway, I met this rather tall, good looking black guy. I've always been somewhat attracted to black guys...the lips...the skin color...the reported prowess...but mostly it was their confidence. Whether it was in a grocery store or at a bar or wherever...if I found myself talking to black guy he always kept eye contact...unless he shamelessly checks me out...ha...but along with the eye contact...the gentle touch of the arm while i'm talking...or a hand in the small of my back if we both happen to exit a restaurant or grocery store at the same time...this was no exception. As we talked and, yes, flirted, he would keep his eyes locked on mine...and touch my arm when he said something...it was so exciting...my husband at the same party....though he didn't see me...talking to a good looking, tall black man with his hand on my arm...soon we moved our conversation to a set of lawn chairs...now he grew more forward...when he would say something he would place his hand on my knee...a little later he would touch my thigh...it was so sexy and I knew I was getting a little damp with all the touching...and yes, the reported size and ability was running through my mind...anyway...we got to know each other for the first time...and as it was time for us to go....he hugged me and held me just a little longer than your standard hug...I didn't let go either...I think we both wanted to make sure we let the other one know we were interested. Anyway...so I went home and, in so many words, shared my story with my husband. he wasn't furious...we've been discussing the idea of marriage and what it means to be committed and faithful to each other...with my growing frustration in the bedroom...and his workaholic weekdays...we decided we could one day handle the idea of venturing out...well now I wanted to venture out...it was not a one time conversation thing...and it wasn't even guaranteed that Randall would be interested...he's the tall, good looking black man...anyway...we stressed the need for secrecy if it were to happen...and safety...and respect...and said if it came up again, in perfect circumstances...then we would be okay. Well those perfect circumstances magically appeared a couple of weeks later...and voila here i am. Lol. there are many more details than that...and if interested I would surely share them as they most certainly turn me on...the first time with a black man was beyond words...every time has been exceptional...but that first time was definitely explosive...so if more details are wanted....i will share them. thanks...

Lexi
So bear in mind my husband has open access to this site and any other that I frequent..."hi honey!" Lol.(that's funny because I'm writing "hi honey" when he's sleeping right next to me!) (that's kind of hot, right?") That's the deal we have...by remaining open and giving him acces to anything I might be involved with shows him respect...er...at least no disrespect. Ha. So I'm writing this with the full knowledge that my beloved husband will probably read this sometime..."love you"...ha.

Anyway...where was I? Oh yes...about three weeks after the neighborhood party...1 week to talk to husband...2 weeks before the fateful day my attraction turned to full blown lust...craving? Ummmm..obsession? I'll go with animalistic, magnetized, insanely hot and always wet...LUST! ha. Anyway...there I was at the neighborhood grocery store (a really easy place to meet someone)

I'm going to do this in shorter installments because my iPad keeps bogging down and I'm afraid I'll lose it...writing the next one now! Pay attention!
 
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So anyway...there I am in the neighbor grocery store...wine section to be exact...when who do you suppose I see in the craft beer section? Randall! My tall dark and handsome man of my most recent fantasies! I said something stupid and goofy and obvious like, "hey stranger!" He smiled the sexiest smile alive...at least at that point..His smiles get sexier! He said something like "I was beginning to wonder if I was ever going to see you again." I knew I had him at that point! I smiled and touched his arm like he had touched mine before...I left it there...(I've always been confident...maybe a little arrogant...maybe that's why I like black guys!) so I left it there for a bit...we talked some more...joked a little...flirted a little more...touched here and there...and then he asked me if I would want to get some coffee sometime or a drink...wow....YESSSSSS, was my inner thought! So I paused...stared...smiled...and said "I would absolutely have coffee with you." Yup...that's what I said! No mixed signals there! So we exchanged phone numbers...and he told me he'd call me on Friday to see about meeting on Saturday!
 
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Lexi said:
So anyway...there I am in the neighbor grocery store...wine section to be exact...when who do you suppose I see in the craft beer section? Randall! My tall dark and handsome man of my most recent fantasies! I said something stupid and goofy and obvious like, "hey stranger!" He smiled the sexiest smile alive...at least at that point..His smiles get sexier! He said something like "I was beginning to wonder if I was ever going to see you again." I knew I had him at that point! I smiled and touched his arm like he had touched mine before...I left it there...(I've always been confident...maybe a little arrogant...maybe that's why I like black guys!) so I left it there for a bit...we talked some more...joked a little...flirted a little more...touched here and there...and then he asked me if I would want to get some coffee sometime or a drink...wow....YESSSSSS, was my inner thought! So I paused...stared...smiled...and said "I would absolutely have coffee with you." Yup...that's what I said! No mixed signals there! So we exchanged phone numbers...and he told me he'd call me on Friday to see about meeting on Saturday!
Great start Lexi. You are a good writer. I'm sure the next installments will be even better. Thanks for sharing!
 
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Thank you for sharing. I hope you will keep posting more. Beautiful picture in the avatar.
 
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As I went home, I knew that dealing with my husband wouldn't be as easy as "Hey honey, I have a date!" Even though we had established a way forward for my proposed freedom, at this point it was just a proposed freedom...what we have talked about had yet to become reality...so I knew it wasn't a guarantee. I knew that coffee was going to be fine...but for anything more to happen, I would need some diplomacy! ha. Thankfully, my husband adores me (wink. Right honey?) and I usually get what I want anyway. So when he got home at his customary 8 pm or so...I revisited the conversation we had had without too many concrete details...just to feel him out. I'm a very affectionate person and so it's not unusual for me to climb in his lap when he's watching tv or snuggle up under his arm or rub his leg or his back or his face while we're talking. So I walked over and sat in his lap, hit mute on the tv, and said I wanted to talk to him...there wasn't a game on so I knew I would have his attention. I repositioned myself by straddling his lap and asked him if he was serious about me going on dates from time to time...he said yes. I asked him if he thought we were solid enough to do something like that...he said yes, he believed so. I placed my hands on his face, and asked him if he was confident in my love for him...he said yes. I asked him if he was insecure about me going on a date with another man...he said no. This was actually starting to turn me on at this point. While this was just talk for him, I knew I was working towards a very real encounter...so it was definitely getting me a little excited. So I couldn't help but want to get more specific. I asked him if he understood (all cards on the table) I might actually have sex with someone else...he said he assumed that was a possibility. This is where He surprised me...when I mentioned the possibility of sex, he started rubbing my back very affectionately...and while I instinctively pressed my pussy into his crotch, I could tell this was turning him on too...he was getting hard! So I smiled down at him and kissed him...his hands drifted down to my but...he pulled me into him and our kissing became more passionate...and I whispered to him that Randall, the tall black guy from the party asked me out for coffee...he immediately stopped kissing me...pulled his head back so he could see my eyes and asked if I was serious. I, still holding his face, just smiled and nodded. He looked confused...or something (what was that look honey?)...and so I asked him if everything he had just said were true...he didn't answer...so I leaned down and ran my tongue over his lips...he loves that when we're making out or having sex...he always says what a great tongue I have...he was very receptive...like always, he moaned a little when I did that...and started to pull me in closer...we proceeded to have sex right there in his chair...not saying anything...just fucking...we hadn't really fucked in a while...we've made love a few times in the past few weeks...but it had been a while since we really fucked! I was on top...but he was controlling the pace...pushing up into me...it wasn't on purpose, i wasnt porposefully trying to gauge his commitment through his arousal, but through his obvious excitement I knew this new freedom was not only okay...but it was going to be very good for us. We moved to the couch where he could lay me down and really show me his approval! Anyway...the strange thing that happened next was that after he came...he got up and went to take a shower without saying anything else. I wasn't sure how to take this...so I didn't say anything either...i waited for him to decide when to talk more about. This was Wednesday...
 
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So Thursday night came and when my husband got home from work we finally had our talk. He apologized for acting so weird after our romp in the living room. I asked what happened and he said that it was a strange for him to get excited by "that kind of conversation." I asked why and he really didn't want to say a whole lot..."It felt weird" "I don't want to talk about why" "it's not you it's me", etc. but I told him we had to talk about it or we'd regret it later...that we need to get all our feelings on the table in order for us to not have any problems down the road...I didn't want either of us to resent each other. So he said he never pictured himself the kind of guy who would be in an open marriage or let his wife have sex with other men...but what was weird for him was that he was aroused about it. I hugged him and told him I loved him and that I would always love him and that it was just sex (boy was I wrong!) lol so I asked him if he wanted me to wait or if he thought I should still go for coffee with Randall...he said that he wanted me to go.

That was Thursday...and so Friday came and I could hardly contain myself. Randall never said when he was going to call...just sometime Friday. I was like a schoolgirl all day...nervous and excited and anxious...and I really couldn't even concentrate enough to actually touch myself to the fantasy of my first black man...but that night, he called. I was hoping he'd call during the day when my husband wasn't there...but he didn't. So while I was cleaning up the kitchen....RING RING RING! I knew it was him because I had already saved his number...so I stepped outside on to the back deck and answered. His voice was so sexy and all I could do was think about what it felt like when he'd touch my arm...my knee...just talking to him made me start to get wet...we talked about a place to meet...agreed to a time...and then he asked me if my husband was okay with me going out for an "innocent coffee date" with our neighbor...for some reason that excited me even more...he never mentioned my husband before...but somehow that made the whole thing even hotter...to me. I told him that he was fine with it...he asked if I had really told him...I said yes or I wouldn't be so willing to go out in public...he laughed a little bit...and then said he was so glad we met and that he looked forward to our coffee.

Saturday begins to change everything for us!
 
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Wonderful retelling of your wonderful journey.

However, "it was just sex (boy was I wrong!)" sounds very ominous.
 
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So, Saturday comes. Husband decides that this not a day he wants to stay around the house...wonder why? (where did you go, honey? Was it golfing? I can't remember ) Anyway, I wake up early...as if I slept at all...ha. I get up...run...come home....shower...get pretty...dress...frown...change clothes...frown...change my hair...frown...change my clothes...half smile...change one last time...yup...that'll do...I look hot. (my exclamation point is no longer working on my keyboard...insert them where you think they apply) I went with a conservative sun dress that was short enough that it would still show my legs and my cleavage if i stooped...I didn't want to seem too eager...or that he had me without trying...I wanted him to work for it...exclamation point is appropriate there...lol Anyway...I'm beside myself with nerves...I go back and forth between "Oh no, this is crazy" to "Wow, this is crazy"...all sorts of questions were running through my mind...and ideas...yes, the ideas were wonderful...and the hopes....scratch that...the desires...those were up there too...god...i was so ready...or was I? yes...definitely. So off I go...driving to meet what could possibly be a dream lover...what could go wrong? Getting pulled over by the police could go wrong. I was so excited that I ran a stop sign...fortunately no one was coming the other way...but I got pulled over...I coldn't believe it...god I'm an idiot, I thought. But he let me off with a warning...so with all the changing of the clothes and the getting pulled over...I was a little late. So anyway...I get to the coffee shop...R_ _ _ _ R_ _ _ _ _ Coffee shop...don't want to give it away...you guys might show up...again, exclamation point is appropriate. So I get there...and I see him sitting outside at a little table...he sees me and I walk, very excitedly...I may have been skipping...just kidding...I walk up and he smiles that gorgeous smile...and says, "finally..." and gives me a hug...a really good one...exclamation point...I didn't want to let go...he smelled so good...felt soooo good...I could have stayed in that embrace all day...well maybe not all day...how else would he...you know...lol. Anyway...we go inside, order our coffee...he pays...and we go back outside and sit at a corner table. He makes some small talk...i'm nervously playing with my dress...my hair...my fingers...making goofy statements...laughing a little too hard at things he says that are funny...but not that funny...and then it happens...exclamation point...he leans over and takes my hand in his and holds it...and he asks me why my husband is okay with me going on a date....his words....on a date with another man....and then he says that if i were his wife he wouldn't let another man within a hundred yards of me...kind of corny...but it sounded so good coming out of his beautiful mouth...so me being me...without any sense at all or tact or sense...i lack a lot of sense sometimes...I tell him, that he's fine with it...in fact he told me to go and have fun and that this is something we've been talking about...you may not think that was all that bad....but it was...for me and my husband. I could have said something a little less obvious...I could have said something that would have protected my husband's ego a little more than that...but the only other alternative was to say that I was doing this behind my husband's back...he smiled, held my hand with a little more intention...rubbing his thumb over my little hand....it looked so small in his...and then asked if this is a one time thing or could I go on another date with him...I said that we hadn't really said anything specific about what I would or wouldn't do....or could or couldn't do...but that I thought that would be okay...and that I would very much like to go on another date...then he asked if that next date could happen tonight...I said probably not...by this time I have my other hand on his...rubbing his while he's rubbing mine...just so he gets the idea...along with my eyes...I can really talk with my eyes...and my uncontrollable smile...and probably a little bit of redness forming around my chest...that's what happens when I get turned on...and he gets bolder...and pulls his hand from my hands...and reaches under the table and places his big, strong, black hand on my thigh...and asks me if tomorrow's night would work...that would be Sunday...he said he didn't have to go in on Monday...hint hint...if you're husband is really alright with this...and wanted you to go and have a good time...my words...then it shouldn't be an issue...smiling...rubbing my thigh...much higher than a friendly grasp to prove a point in a conversation...he was sensually rubbing my thigh...lightly tracing his fingers...but not getting too far...i guess it was the gentleman thing to do to not touch my increasingly, dampening panties...a very appropriate exclamation point...I was so turned on...if he had asked I would have went home with him right then...without even a second thought. I would have regretted that...later Randall said that he knew that...and didn't want to blow this for us or my marriage...so he was willing to wait a whole twenty four hours...exclamation point...ha...anyway, in a breathy voice...i said i would talk to my husband and let him know tonight...he didn't move his hand...he kept rubbing my thigh...looking me right in the eyes...with a very appealing grin on his face...he asked if I really wanted to go out with him tomorrow night...or if i was just saying that....so I leaned in...causing his hand to raise a bit higher up my thigh....but not all the way...and I touched his face and gave him a very little but motivated kiss on his lips...and said I promise. Then he said, "I think we're going to have a very good time." We got up...he walked me to my car...opened my door...hugged me...gave me a little kiss on my lower neck...wow...i got in my car and drove home. I didn't know what I was going to say to my husband...lol...but i was damn sure going to say it...final exclamation point.
 
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Great story Lexi, very exciting and well written
 
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Well...... what did you say to your husband Lexi, surely you have as you sound like you really wanted him and that itch that's very deep I imagine will only be calmed by your patient new lover.... well he was prepared to wait 24 hrs!!
I hope it all works out well for you Lexi, kind regards, GaryChaste :)
 
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Well...... what did you say to your husband Lexi, surely you have as you sound like you really wanted him and that itch that's very deep I imagine will only be calmed by your patient new lover.... well he was prepared to wait 24 hrs!!
I hope it all works out well for you Lexi, kind regards, GaryChaste :)
More to come today...was on the road all day yesterday.
 
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So...I'm at home now...so unbelievably turned on...my mind is racing through all the possibilities...but I still can't focus on that because I still have to talk to my husband. I'm fairly confident, because of our last conversations...but you never know...this is a whole new world for us...one that we really haven't defined. So I started thinking, "How should I act? Should I act in a way that is true to what I'm feeling? Or will that be offensive to my husband? Maybe I should downplay it...ask to go out but pretend like it's up to him...I'll be fine either way? I knew I couldn't do that...he'd know I was lying...or that I wasn't being real.

So he comes home...I can tell it's awkward...he never really looked me in the eye when he asks how it went. He went to put his stuff away...I followed him...I told him it was great....that Randall is a really great guy and we had a really good conversation. He asked if that was all that happened...he said I seem pretty giddy for just a conversation. He sits on the edge of the bed to take his shoes off...I sit next to him...I told him he held my hand...really, he said...yes, I said...anything else I should be worried about? So I said, why would you be worried about anything...this is what we talked about...you told me to have a good time...that's not fair. He apologized...sort of...and then said he worded that wrong...and so asked again, did anything else happen...besides holding hands and talking...I said that yes, I kissed him...just a peck...nothing more...but...(here goes!) (new keyboard with working exclamation point!) I turned toward him...looked him straight in the eye...put my hand on his...and said, but I'm going out with him tomorrow night. I didn't ask...I didn't say it's up to you...I didn't say if that's alright...I just said it...He looked at me for what seemed like an hour...and just said...so this is what we're doing? I said yes...no other words...he stared again...and then said ok. And then asked the appropriate questions...where are you going? What time will I be going out? What time will I be home? I said I have no idea...that I needed to call and find out. He said ok...got up...went into the bathroom and showered. I sprinted downstairs...called Randall and said that tomorrow night will work and that I was very excited. He said that he was too and that he promised me a very good time...and then he said that he was going to cook for me! My mind was really racing at that point..in his house? Cooking for me? In his house?!? Where he sleeps? Where he can do private things with nervous white wives?!!!! I was definitely flustered...and beyond excited! Tomorrow was going to be amazing...there was no way i was going to get any sleep tonight! Would we have sex? How big was he? Would it be the dream sex I had hoped for? I was so glad I didn't have to wait a week to see him again!
 
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So Sunday finally arrives! I know...it was just yesterday that Sunday funday came into being...but I couldn't hardly sleep. There was an obvious tension between me and my husband all night, and when I awoke it was no different...my lack of sleep didn't help and neither did my upcoming date!

Anyway, after waking up I put on some shorts and a tshirt and tried to keep my mind occupied with things around the house...the day just seemed to drag on and on and on. I ate lunch with my husband...not even a word about my upcoming date. I cleaned up the kitchen...went to the store...drove around for a bit...drove by Randall's house (remember he's just a few streets from mine)...saw it was about 3:30...so decided it was about time to start getting ready.

I got home...put the stuff away from the store...peaked into my husband's office and told him that I was going to take a shower. For the most part, it was a normal shower...nothing special, except while I was shaving my legs I decided to go ahead and shave my pussy completely bare. I don't normally keep it bare but I have done it on occasion. Normally I just keep it very neatly trimmed...but I thought with the possibilities that tonight held, I might as well treat it like today is a very special occasion...(I must say it was very much appreciated! But that's getting ahead of myself.)

So I showered, shaved, did my hair and makeup...I don't wear much makeup so that didn't take long... and then, again, I tried on numerous outfits. After several failed attempts at just the right look...finally, I reasoned that since Randall seemed to really like me in a sundress the first time, I decided to wear another one...but just a tad shorter and a little lower in the chest. After all was said and done, I still had an hour before I needed to be at Randall's at 7...so, being the brazen woman that I am, I texted him and told him I would be fashionably early. He just wrote back, "lol."

After having been by his house earlier that day, it was no problem finding it...so I was actually pulling onto his street when he text me...not two minutes later I was at his door. I rang the doorbell and was greeted by, what seemed to me, the sexiest man alive. That's not an exaggeration...at least to my eyes at that moment on the verge of what I could be doing to him and him doing to me...he just looked so good. Every time he smiles it just melts me into a fever of nervous energy and sexual tension. His big brown eyes...his dark, black skin...his big, very kissable lips...his strong arms...his big hands...and for the first time, I noticed a rather pronounced bulge in his pants...this was going to be fun.

He welcomed me with a hug and said that since I was so early, we were going to have to wait for dinner. He took me by the hand and led me into the living room. We sat down on the couch and began to talk. We sat close...but not on top of each other...but far enough away that we could both turn towards each other. He commented on my dress and how much he liked it...he asked me if I would like a glass of wine and I said "absolutely." He left for a few minutes and then came back with my wine...he had a craft beer. We sipped on our drinks and talked and as we got more comfortable he put his hand on my leg and asked me if I was nervous. I said, "no, should I be?" He laughed and said it was time to eat.

Dinner was good but I don't really remember how good it tasted...that part of the night is a bit of a blur...but after dinner I helped clear the table...we took the dishes in...put the left overs away. I started to walk back towards the living room when he closed in behind me and put his arm around my waist and lowered his gorgeous mouth to my ear and asked me if I was able to stay for a while longer...I responded with a very breathy yessssss. I could feel his smile on my ear....he said, "good, I've been looking forward to this since the first time I met you." I knew what he meant...he knew that I knew what he meant...especially when I leaned back into him and layer my head back and reached my hand back to feel his head...he knew what I wanted...and so he leaned down further and started kissing my neck...very lightly...but ever so sensually...I was so unbelievably turned on...I knew that I had to be getting very wet...and all I could do is moan while he kissed his way down my neck. I could help but press my ass back as far into him as i could...it was obvious that he was much bigger than my husband...much bigger...did I say much bigger? And I hadn't even felt him in my hand yet. He took that as a sign to proceed further and reached down and started rubbing between my thighs...I was so hot...I could not control myself in the slightest...all I could say was "yesssss" in between moans...he finally reached my panties and said "Its so nice that you're as excited as I am"...e rubbed over my panties for a few moments...and then moved them to the side and slid his index finger along my slit...I could feel his smile again and he said, "let's start in the living room." He led me to the couch and sat down....without hesitating I straddled his lap and began kissing him...i love watching a man as we are preparing to have sex...watching his eyes as I move myself and grind myself into his crotch...that his was such a large crotch to be grinding made this even more enjoyable. He had his hands on my ass and pulling me into him...while staring up into my eyes, he asked me if I've ever cheated on my husband...I said no, but this wasn't really cheating since he knows...he smiled...and then asked if this is the first time I've been with another man since I've been married...I moaned yes...he asked me if I've ever been with a black man before...I moaned no...but that it was a fantasy...still smiling...he said that this was going to be a very good night and that he was going to make sure we took our time enjoying each other.

He then pulled my little dress up over my head...I don't normally undress in front of men I barely know...but this felt as natural as anything could...he unhooked my bra...ran his big hands up over my bare breasts...I put my hands on his...he smiled...and then leaned up to kiss me...briefly. He then picked me up and turned me over onto my back so I was leaned back against the back of the couch with him kneeling between my legs...he looked at me and told me how beautiful i was and how much fun this was going to be...he pulled off his shirt...this was the first time I would see his chest...it wasn't terribly defined...but it was very strong looking...he leaned down again to kiss me...this time with more passion...his tongue entered my mouth and it was the most exquisite tongue I'd ever had...so bit and firm and wet and soft...all at the same time...it wrapped my legs around him and pulled him as close as I could get him...he kissed me for quite a while...and then broke away...putting his lips back on my ear....he said, "I'm going to make you scream tonight, Lexi. You're going to experience more orgasms tonight than ever in your life, Lexi. You're never going to want to fuck anyone other than me when I'm done with you, Lexi." and then he pulled back again and looked me in the eyes and said, "That's what you want isn't it Lexi? That's why you're here, isn't it Lexi?" All I could do is nod...I couldn't speak...I could't hardly breathe...I just nodded. He smiled...and then put his lips back on my neck...and kissed down to my breasts...taking one nipple in his mouth...and then the other...back and forth...lovingly and tenderly kissing my breasts...like he needed them. Then he moved his kisses further down...until he reached the top of my panties...He licked inside them and then said "raise up your ass, Lexi so I can get these out of our way." I did so immediately. He slid them down and when he saw my bare pussy, he asked "did you do this for me, Lexi?" Again...I just nodded. He slid my legs apart...and then pushed them back towards my chest and began licking my very wet, bare, white pussy with his wonderful tongue. He started very lightly...up and down...up and down...and then lightly sucking on my clit...He repeated this a few times and then slid one of his big fingers inside me...slowing pushing it in and out...very slowly...while continuing to lick my and take my clit in between his lips...it was so good...and he knew he was sending me over the edge...I gripped his head and was thrashing my head back and forth...side to side...and then he stopped....he looked at me and he smiled and said that he wanted the first time I came to be on his cock. He stood up and then started to take his buckle off. I had been wanting this moment since the first time I saw him. I wanted to be the one to undress him...like he undressed me. So I sat up and ran my hand up the leg of his pants...i looked up at him and told him that I would take care of that. I ran my hand over his bulge...over and over...I leaned in and kissed it...and then started to unbutton his pants...and then unzip them...and then pull them down over his legs...I leaned down to pull them off his feet...and then I looked up and saw just how big that bulge was...he was wearing briefs...to highlight his very manly manliness, I'm sure...and it was highlighted...ha...again I ran my hand over his bulge...every once in a while looking up at his smiling face...next I put my thumbs inside the band of his underwear and started to pull them down...very slowly...inch by inch I revealed more and more of his beautiful cock...it seemed to go on forever...until finally I got them all the way down...he wasn't all the way hard yet...but he was already much bigger than my husband...much bigger than I thought when I was trying to feel how big he was by grinding on him...he was thick and long and like me, he was shaved bare..."for me" I asked with a grin on my face..."Maybe" he said. I had never felt a cock this big before...it wasn't obscenely big...but it was big...and black...and beautiful. I stroked him a few times...well maybe more...just staring at it..."kiss it, Lexi" he said...so I licked my lips and leaned in and licked the head...just the head...back and forth and all around...god it felt so good...tasted so good...he was getting harder and harder...so I leaned down and licked all the way up his shaft from the base...slowly...until I reached the top...and again I licked the head...swirling my tongue all around...taking the head into my mouth...and then trying to get as much in as i could...which wasn't much...I reached under and started holding his balls...playing with them...cupping them...massaging them with my hand while I continued to make love to his coke with my mouth and my tongue...he started to buck back and forth a bit...trying to get more of himself into my mouth...i just couldn't take very much...not yet...I wasn't used to such a big cock...that thick or that long...so I leaned down and took one of his balls into his mouth while I stroked his cock...all the while staring up at him...and then I'd go back to licking up his shaft and taking him into my mouth...I could tell he was enjoying it...although I'm sure he had better blowjobs in the past...and i would certainly give better ones in the future...but I could tell he was enjoying it as he started breathing heavier and closing his eyes...all of a sudden I stopped...and teased him by saying, "Not yet...I want your first orgasm to be inside my pussy." He smiled...I smiled... he leaned down...kissed me...kneeled down between my legs again and asked "Are you ready for this Lexi?" this time I could talk..."Yes, Randall. I've never wanted anything more."
 
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Very excellent story.
 
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2wheel said:
Very excellent story.
Thank you sooooo much 2wheel! That means a lot to me.
 
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Lexi! you are a great writer. And your subject material is compelling!! I can't wait for the next installment.
 
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