Month: January 2012

Black Co-Workers

This is a true story.

Yes, I know that one should practice safe sex and I’ll never do anything like this crazy again, but it was a spur of the moment thing and alcohol clouded my judgment. What can I say?

I am 27 years of age and I was married at 18. I’d never been with another man, until several months ago.

I am often teased about my red hair and a slight sprinkling of freckles and my 38-D tits.

At my place of employment we work different shifts. There are a lot of blacks working the swing shift, and I’ve become friends with some of them over the past couple of years.

One is an especially good friend. Jeff and I often joked and talked about sex. We’d kid each other about interracial sex and what our baby might look like. He was so black and I was so white neither of us could quite imagine what our child would look like. Yeah, I know this was a strange relationship, but I was attracted to Jeff and we kidded all the time like that.

Three For All

The story your about to read is an actual occurrence which happened to me 3 years ago. It is not intended to encourage anyone into doing anything your about to read, although I must say, I did have a fun time and don’t regret one second of it. Having sex with different partners here or there or several partners at the same time (most commonly known as SWINGING ) isn’t for everyone, so if your offended by my story don’t read it. If you like the story and have one you might want to share or are into similar activities or might be interested in trying, or persuading a spouse/girlfriend/boyfriend, drop me a note!

My husband and I were married for 5 years, and as for me, I considered our sex together as “great”. I did many things for my husband to make our sex interesting and not boring, like role playing, dressing up as a whore, and rape skits and on a few occasions have even taken part in 3somes with my husband and another man.

I got home from work this one Friday, feeling somewhat kinky and in the mood for something wild and crazy. I went to the bedroom and stripped out of my work clothes, then to the bathroom for a relaxing bath. I began to wash myself, sliding my soapy hand over my neck to my breasts, down my stomach then down between my legs, and began playing with myself thinking about the first time I had an orgasm by another man. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had men bring me to orgasm before, before I was married, but, for some reason this time was different, maybe because my husband was present. Anyway, the next thing I knew, he was making love to me and I was cumming off whispering to myself over and over, fuck me, fuck me, almost feeling as the warmth his own climax enter my body, filling every inch inside of me. Then I came. I laid in the hot tub for several minutes as the vision faded along with my orgasm, then stepped out of the tub and dryed myself.

I remember walking to the dresser saying to myself, so, he want’s me to fuck other men huh, ok, I’ll fuck’em, I’ll fuck every man in sight! I’ll give him one night he’ll never forget! and picked out a black skirt, black see thru blouse, bra and a very very sexy black lace teddy with attached garters and last, a pair of sheer black stocking. I want back to the bathroom and shaved my legs then my pussy, which I’ve kept nice and smooth for years. I then dressed and put on my make-up, red lipstick with gloss and bright red nail polish.