Experiencing Richard

I recently had sex with someone other than my hus-
band 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
size three.

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
is originally from Jamaica. It seemed a little strange
having a young 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 couldn’t 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
bathroom.

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, hard-
est 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 them. The thought of
this young black man being so excited by my naked body
really made me excited!

I had never harbored thoughts of infidelity, but I
was now actively imagining how his huge black rod would
feel as it slid into me. I’m not one to fantasize about
teenage boys, but he looked so beautiful in the soft
light of the bed side lamp as he stroked that manly
cock of his.

I stopped breathing when all of a sudden, Richard
asked, “Who’s there?”

From inside the bathroom I called, “It’s me,” and
I entered his room. He had just managed to pull the
covers across his erect manhood. However, the scrap-
book was on the floor.

“Where did you find this?” I said in feigned shock.

“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 talking to him about this, and
being so close to his naked body, knowing that only a
thin sheet separated us.

In fact, I was even getting wet between my legs.
Those pictures were taken almost twenty years ago.
Richard kept eyeing lasciviously and said I still
looked great.

“You were jacking off over my nude pictures,
weren’t you?” I asked.

I was surprised when 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. I was on fire — I
slowly unbuttoned my blouse and removed it and my bra.

I kept gazing at his rod and mumbling, “It’s beau-
tiful,” between my now heavy breathing while I slowly
began to grab and squeeze my nipples.

Richard got off the bed and grabbed me, sucking a
nipple into his eager lips. At that moment, more than
anything in the world, I wanted to be used just as a
sex object by this beautiful black man.

I reached between his legs and fondled his large,
hairy balls as he continued to feed at my breasts. I
pushed my pants to the floor in one fluid motion and
stood before this black Adonis totally nude.

Whatever I might have denied my husband sexually,
I could not deny Richard.

I kissed my way down his smooth chest, stopping to
suck on his nipples, one at a time. 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 rolled his nuts around in my mouth feeling
the texture of his wrinkled nut sacks against my
tongue.

Then 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 his semen for the very first time.

He shot gobs and gobs of his rich, brilliant white
creamy goo into my mouth. I sucked and swallowed
furiously.

I sucked him until every drop had been milked from
his gorgeous black cock. Then I 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 the folds of his fore-
skin.

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 begged Richard to give me all of his hard black
cock in my hot white pussy.

To my everlasting excitement he mounted me and with
his first thrust, I reached an orgasmic 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 said that I
hadn’t ever had that before and that I didn’t think I
wanted it now, but he continued to position my body for
his use. I finally quieted down and 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 for the second time
that night, only this time it was deep within my
bowels.

I spent the night sucking every inch of Richard’s
body. I couldn’t get enough of his cock or white cum
in my mouth. I even reamed his hairy black ass and
loved every lewd lick of it.

I let him fill my cunt with his hot love juice be-
fore the night was done. I came so many times I
couldn’t even venture a guess. We fucked in every
position possible.

When his uncle finally called to 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 experiencing Richard?” I
have become hooked on beautiful black cocks…

Richard has used his open welcome to our house many
times since then, mostly when no one else was home but
me!