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Hello, my name is Donna, and I'm an uninhibited married white woman. The strangest and most incredible thing happened to me today. I feel so wonderfully liberated! My mind is in a whirl of euphoria, and I am having a ton of fun! I feel so totally free and wildly wanton. I've finally admitted to myself who I really am and what I'm really like. It is absolutely incredibly exciting to throw off the shackles of prudish monogamy, so that I don't have to pretend not to lust for sex with other people I meet anymore. By fucking another man, I allowed myself the freedom to enjoy sex and nudity, and all their wonderful variations, as one of the things that make being human bearable. Today, I have finally entered into the swinging lifestyle by acknowledging my true nature.

Yes, I now freely admit that I am a woman who loves to be fucked, and needs to be fucked by lots and lots of sweet hard black cocks. I am a wife and young mother, slightly overweight, but still pretty, married woman, with big married breasts, a round shapely married ass, and a juicy-wet married pussy, who just loves to fuck black men. Okay, just backing off a bit and keep things in perspective: I admit that it sounds like I'm going pretty wild and crazy, and most people would say that I am engaging in abnormal and risky behavior. Maybe I am going overboard with all the slut-whore stuff. But instead of being demeaning, the names sexy and sensual give me a sense of empowerment and liberation.

To me, a cock lover is just a strong, sexually self assured woman who is not afraid to go against societal norms and fully explore and express her sexuality in the same way that men have always expressed theirs. Who says we women can't be sexually assertive just like men are? Anyway, how can something that is so beautiful, that feels so good and right, that is so much fun and natural, be wrong or bad for me? Especially if my husband feels so positive and is so supportive about what I'm doing? So from now on, to help me maintain an even keel, to keep things sorted out and quiet down my whirling mind, I'm starting a sort of journal of my experiences with the help of my loving husband and my adorable sister.

As of today, I am a cock craver; a married white woman who fucks black guys . That makes me what everyone calls a slut or a whore, right? Well, I love it! It makes me finally free to be myself; a sexual being who is free to choose her own sexual behavior and partners. I guess I should start at the beginning. I've always had a strong sex drive and loved to fuck. I've been strongly attracted to black men all my life, and I've always been especially fascinated with big black cocks and the men they're attached to. So many different shapes and sizes; so little time! I was a girl of the late '90's when I first started fucking, so I was pretty adventurous before I got married, and got to know a couple of dozen sweet black cocks very intimately. So, I guess I've always been a black cock lover. But when I got married to Scott, I bought into the conventional morality that married people weren't supposed to fuck around. Nevertheless, I've always needed to have several orgasms every day,I would fantasize about sucking and fucking black guys when I masturbated.

Today everything changed. For about a year now I've been flirting with this black guy, Gary, a handsome black man who works in another office in the same building as I do. I always thought I ought to feel guilty, but it was fun and exciting to flirt with him in the hallways at work and at a bar where Scott and I hang out with friends. He came on to me pretty strongly, making it obvious that he was attracted to me. He would always make little risqué comments about my tits and ass, what a sexy mouth I have, and what we would be like together. He made it very clear that he wanted to fuck me. However, even though it was tremendously exciting and made me feel so sexy and attractive, I would just laugh and teasingly remind him that I'm married. But, afterwards, I would always go back to my desk with my mind in a whirl and a dripping wet pussy. I would sit there and imagine what his black cock looked like and how it would feel in my mouth or pussy, as I fingered my clit under my desk and quietly orgasm.

Then, right after work today I dropped in at our favorite bar for a quick drink. Scott and I had tickets to a D-Backs game, and I had a few minutes, so I was just going to have a quick drink to relax before going home to shower and change. I was laughing and kicking back with several of the regulars and about half way through my drink when Gary came in. Like I said, I've desperately wanted to fuck black guys, especially Gary, for a long time now. However, I've stubbornly resisted, inventing all kinds of stupid excuses to avoid it. I really don't know what changed tonight. I guess the dam holding back all my sexual repression just burst.

The fact is, everything did change and I just naturally started being a black cock-craver. The moment I saw Gary I instantly threw all caution to the wind and started flirting with him shamelessly. A couple buttons on my blouse "mysteriously" came open, so Gary (and everyone else) could clearly see my full breasts jiggling in the lacy bra I was wearing. I enjoyed all the stares I was getting, as I gave him a big hug and started making lots of physical contact with him, touching his hand or resting my hand on his leg, finding opportunities to brush my tits against him, and leaning into him every time we shared a laugh. I let my hand rest higher and higher on his thigh, and I could feel whenever his hardening black cock throbbed or twitched. I wanted it so badly, it was all I could do not to grab it right there. Finally, after a particularly funny moment, when I had collapsed on his chest in laughter, we found ourselves looking into each other's eyes and I impulsively just reached up and pulled his mouth down to mine.

There I stood, a married white woman brazenly kissing a black man who was not my husband. I pressed my tits against his chest and ground my pussy against his leg. I let his tongue explore my mouth, feeling his arms around me, inhaling his manly scent. I suddenly felt so deliciously free to kiss him like that! I felt so beautifully warm and lovely and wanton! Everyone who hangs out there knows I'm married to Scott, and now it was obvious to all what a naughty white slut I was. It just made me hotter and wetter to know that they were watching me and thinking what a slut I was making of myself. I knew they would never think the same way about me again, but I just didn't care. In fact, I loved it!


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I knew that most of the black men there (and some of the women!) now were thinking that they, too might have a chance to fuck me, and the thought was making my knees weak. It made my pussy ache for black cock. I licked and nibbled Gary's ear, as I whispered to him that I wanted him to fuck me, that I needed his big black cock. I told him that I wanted him to make me cum. It was so incredibly easy to let go! The police didn't burst in to arrest me. I didn't turn into a toad. The sky didn't fall, the world didn't end. All that happened was that Gary immediately said that I should go home with him. However, I just gently squeezed his hard on and told him that I didn't want to wait that long for his cock. I said that I had a better idea that would allow him to fuck me right away. I grinned at everyone watching us, waved goodbye, took his hand and I led him out of the bar.

I don't know where I got the guts to do this. I was just so hot for him. I wanted to fuck him so badly that I used my office key and took him up to my deserted office, just a few blocks away. I was shaking with incredible excitement and anticipation. I had only had one drink, but I felt almost drunk with the euphoria of doing something so completely and shockingly naughty and different from anything I had ever done before. Of course, we were all over each other, feeling each other up in the elevator, and I stroked and tickled his hard black cock which was straining for release.

Leaving the lights off in the outer office, we went into the executive suite. I told Gary to sit down and make him comfortable on the big leather sofa. Before he fucked me, I wanted to be fully exposed to him. I needed to completely cast away the last vestiges of respectability. I wanted for him to see exactly what kind of a white woman he was about to have. Slowly, almost unconsciously, I began to undress for him, performing the most erotic dance that I could. In the light of the street lights and the office light, I showed him what a tease I really am. He just sat back and smiled, as he watched me display myself to him, pulled out one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen it was 12inches long and nice thick black cock and I stroked his beautiful black dick.

I looked deep into his eyes and physically showed him how much I wanted and needed to be fucked. I displayed every part of my body to him, until I stood before him completely naked. I pinched my nipples and fingered my dripping pussy. Deliciously, totally exposed, I stood with my legs wide apart before him and masturbated for my new black lover, so he could see me cum. I collapsed on the carpet, as my first huge orgasm washed across me. Crawling across the floor to him, I whorishly licked my own juices from my fingers.

His beautiful hard black cock was directly level with my face, as I crawled. Oh, My God! His 12 inch black cock! His big hanging black balls!! I was transfixed; the first real live black cock, that I had seen in several years! I couldn't take my eyes off it. God, it was unbelievably gorgeous! I ached for it. I had to have it. Panting, drooling, shaking and trembling with lust, I knelt before him and worshipped this lovely big black cock. I completely lost myself in a rush of lust as I closely examined every incredible inch of it, inhaling his wonderful manly smell. I rubbed its silky length and hardness all over my face, as I gave myself to this beautiful black cock. Greedily, hungrily, I started licking and sucking this big beautiful black cock. I opened wide to get as much of his beautiful black dick in mouth knowing that it was 12 inches I would never be able to take the hole thing down my throat but I damn sure was going to try.

I licked up and down the hard shaft, feeling the bulging veins with my lips and tongue. I tasted his pre-cum, sucking and nibbling on the helmet head, tonguing the sweet little hole at the tip. Gary quickly took control and held my head in his hands, as he began to fuck my mouth. I eagerly and completely submitted to his big black cock, as I sucked and squeezed with my lips, worshipped with my tongue, trying to swallow more and more of him every time he thrust his hardness against the back of my throat. It was just seconds before he filled my hungry mouth with his cum. God, it was so delicious, I fucking cum just thinking about that first time with him! I nearly fainted from the excitement of having a black man's cum in my mouth, as I greedily swallowed as much as I could, and rubbed the rest into my face and breasts while he returned the favor and licked my sopping pussy.

By now, I was so hot that he hardly had to do more than breathe on my clit before I exploded into a mind bending orgasm, screaming incoherently: "FUUUUUCK!! Yes! Fuck me NOW! Fuckmefuckmefuckmefuckme!!! Fuck my pussy!! I need your big black dick in my pussy NOW!! Give me your dick! Fill me with your cum! FUCK ME!!!" I sucked him hard again, and he eagerly obliged me as I just went crazy, pushing him onto his back to ride his 12 inch black cock, easing my tight pussy down on his beautiful black dick and fucking him on the office sofa. I can't tell how deliciously wanton and naughty it made me feel! I was screaming in orgasm after orgasm, shaking my tits, pinching my nipples and rubbing my clit, as I told Gary I was a married white cum slut that love black cock , his lover, his married white whore to use and fuck completely with that gorgeous, beautiful, delicious fat black cock!

If anybody was working late and had been paying attention in the office building across the street they would have seen quite a show! Gary eventually pushed me up against the floor-to-ceiling plate glass window overlooking Madison Street and fucked me hard and deep from behind, as I fingered my clit, slapping my ass and making me cum over and over before he came again deep in my pussy. In exhaustion we collapsed in each other's arms onto the plush carpet. Gary still wanted me to go home with him, but I told him that my husband was waiting. I said that I would love to fuck him again. Gary walked me to the parking lot, and we shared a long and sweet goodnight kiss before I headed home.

Just a few hours earlier, I finally let myself become the woman that I have always wished I could be. I fucked my new blacklover Gary today, and I feel like a new woman! He walked me to the car afterwards, and we shared a lingering goodnight kiss. However, I decided I needed to be alone. I had just cheated on my husband for the first time and my mind was in turmoil. The night was warm, and I let my whirling mind drift to the memory of Gary's sweet black cock, as the scent of his cum on my skin and after scooped some out of my pussy to taste that black cream that I so loved and need to taste and feel in me all the time to feel complete. The images were so vivid that it was almost like Gary was in the car with me. I could almost feel the bulbous head of his sweet black cock on my lips, the ridge of the big vein running the length of his dick, the way it pulsed as I slipped the tip of my tongue into the little slit at the end and tasted his precum. My God, his cock was so beautiful.

I hadn't put my thong back on after we fucked, so it was easy for me to let my hand drift down to my soaking pussy and bring the delicious taste of his cum up to my lips. I slouched in the seat and let my fingers play on my clit. I shuddered in a series of sweet orgasms, as I relived each episode with Gary. Time seemed to stop. The next thing I was aware of was pulling into our street and hitting the garage door opener. As I walked through the garage door into the house, the realization of what I had done flooded over me.

He would be relaxing with a beer. He would be a little anxious, but there was still time for us to make the seven o'clock pitch. But, I had just fucked a black man. I paused in the hallway for a moment, to clear my head of black cock thoughts.


As Scott casually played with my cum-slick pussy, I told him all the details of how I had fucked Gary. As I related each highlight to my husband, I orgasmed at the excitement of telling him everything. Later, while Scott fucked my sloppy pussy, I came over and over as the realization hit me that I was a wife who had complete, unconditional sexual freedom to fuck anyone I wished. I could have all the sweet cocks that I had always lusted for. I lay in Scott's arms and asked if he really meant it that I could be a total whore and fuck black cock anytime I wanted. Scott told me he would be delighted and that he loved me and prized me more than ever!

God, I love this! I can't believe how much fun I'm having! It's fantastic how incredibly free and light and full of energy I feel since I shed my burden of prudery and allowed myself the joy of being sexually free. Last night I fucked my new black lover Gary for the first time, and then came home and confessed everything to my husband.

I dreamily recalled the events of the night before and fingered myself to several orgasms. My orgasms left me feeling even hormier, so I decided to call Gary and tell him how much I had enjoyed fucking him. I couldn't wait to tell him how excited Scott had been about me becoming a fuck-buddie with him the night before.

My pussy was dripping wet when Gary's voice, thick with sleep, answered the phone. "Good morning, lover, "I said, "How is your sweet black cock this morning? I loved sucking him last night. He felt so wonderful in my pussy. Is he hard, yet? I want him in my pussy again!"

Gary said that he always wakes up with a hard on, but that even if he didn't, he'd be hard now. I moaned with frustration at not being able to touch his cock. I told Gary that I had just masturbated thinking about his sweet black dick, and wished I was with him right then to wrap my lips around his cock to give him a wake-up blow job, too, and that I wanted to taste his cum. I said that I couldn't wait to fuck him again, and that it was okay with Scott for me fuck black cock, as long as I followed the rules we had agreed on.

I made a date with Gary for later in the week, because I would be free to fuck him when my husband would be working late. My pussy was wet and hot just thinking about it. Gary said that we should have sex right then over the phone, and that he was stroking his hard black cock while he was talking with me. He said that he had loved fucking me last night, and that I should put my fingers in my pussy and play with myself while we talked. As if he needed to! My fingers were already in my pussy and I was on the verge of cumming.

We were talking about how we had fucked the night before and how fun and erotic it had been. My robe had fallen open, and I was slumped in the chair with my legs wide open, my fingers were up my pussy, and a look of lust was on my face, when Scott walked in. It was thrilling to be caught like that by my sweet husband. I could just shudder and moan as I rubbed my clit harder and shuddered in orgasm.

"Yes, I'm cumming! I want it,! I want Gary's big black cock deep in my vagina. I want him to pound his fat black cock into my pussy! Gary, my husband is here, watching me masturbate while I talk to you, lover. Oh! He's going down to lick my pussy, and make me cum again while I tell you how I loved sucking your sexy black cock! He's kneeling between my legs, sucking my clit. Oh, God, this is so much fun! I am such a dirty white slut-wife! I loved how you fucked me, Gary. How your big black cock filled my pussy. How delicious your cum was! Oh, Gary, Oh. God, I'm cumming!" I yelled as another huge wave of orgasm washed over me.

I was blinded by another orgasm. I could barely speak. "Bye, lover, thank you, "I sighed, "I'll fuck you on Thursday!"