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Archive name: 1stblack.txt
Authors name: Michelle (neriad78@aol.com)
Story title : My First Black Experience 

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My First Black Experience 
by Michelle (neriad78@aol.com)

***

Wife is incensed by her husband's constant urging that 
she sleep with a black man to satisfy his perverted 
fantasy. Eventually she is tempted. (MF, wife, intr, 
voy, cuck, preg)

***

My first experience with a black man was the result of 
my husband's continual nagging about how he would love 
to see me getting it on with a black man. At first I 
thought he was joking but he wouldn't let up on it.

In the end I reacted by getting really pissed off at 
him. I told my husband Dave, that I wasn't even 
remotely attracted to black guys and that his fantasy 
was really weirding me out.

He dropped it for a while but about a week later we 
went to a nightclub with some friends and a black guy 
asked me to dance. Or should I say he just took my hand 
and led me out onto the dance floor. I couldn't believe 
Dave didn't say a word or do anything, but then again 
he was too caught up in his own little fantasy I guess.

I ended up dancing with this guy for quite awhile and 
really had a great time. He was funny, tall, had great 
body and really knew how to dress. The contrast between 
Marcus and my husband Dave couldn't have been greater. 

Anyway Marcus gave me his number - but I had no 
intention of calling him and told him I was married. On 
the way home Dave just kept going on and on about how 
turned on he was seeing me dancing with a black guy, 
and begged me to call him. I refused, and was furious 
when a few days later Dave found the number and called 
Marcus. 

I guess I should have thrown the number away but in 
hindsight I'm glad I didn't. Marcus thought Dave was 
crazy and told him to F-off before hanging up. Later, I 
called Marcus to apologise for my husband and he asked 
me out. I said I couldn't, but for the first time in 
our marriage I actually thought about it.

**

Over the next week Marcus kept calling to ask me if I 
had changed my mind and Dave kept encouraging me to say 
yes. It was the most bizarre situation I had ever been 
in, and my opinion of my husband began to change; not 
for the better.

I was shocked when I came home one evening and found 
Marcus there - Dave had asked him to come over and take 
me out. I couldn't believe it! But Dave had pissed me 
off for the last time, I stormed into our bedroom 
changed and said, "Let's go Marcus so my idiot husband 
can sit here and fantasize about us."

After I cooled down a bit, I actually had a great time. 
Marcus was just so confident, masculine, and nice. He 
thought it was hilarious that my husband was urging me 
to going out with him.

I admitted that it was his fantasy to see me have sex 
with a black guy. Marcus just laughed and I really 
appreciated the fact that he didn't bring it up the 
rest of the night. 

He kissed me good night and said he thought I was a 
beautiful special person and that he loved my red hair 
- I never trembled so much! 

My husband was gagging for news about what had happened 
and it just made me realise even more what a little 
perverted worm he was. I told him we'd had a good time. 
All he could do was keep asking, "But did you screw 
him? Did you?"

A couple days later Marcus called to ask how I was 
doing and if I'd had a good time on our date. I told 
him I had but that Dave was badgering me about it 
constantly. 

Marcus asked me out again and this time I said yes 
right away. After I hung up the phone I had to sit and 
think about what I was doing. I suddenly realised, 
'here I am married, going on a date with a black guy, 
and all because my husband has some twisted fantasy.'

It really felt thrilling in a way and for the first 
time I thought about what it might be like to be with a 
black man.

**

Over the next month Marcus started taking me out and 
slowly chipped away at my resistance. I really enjoyed 
being with him and he made feel so sexy. I started 
making an extra effort to look nice for him and had my 
hair done and bought a couple new outfits. 

At first Dave encouraged me and sometimes I'd tease him 
with details about how Marcus had kissed me or held my 
hand. But it would always return to the same thing "Oh 
I want to see you in bed with him," and his insistence 
just ticked me off more. It made me think how much more 
of a man Marcus was. 

During dinner that evening we talked about Dave and he 
said if I were his lady he would never let another man 
touch me.

Marcus became decidedly cooler towards Dave when he 
came to pick me up, as did I. Although I hadn't had sex 
with Marcus I stopped making love with my husband, it 
just creeped me out when he'd touch me now.

After a while Dave realised his fantasy had turned 
things sour between us and he tried to make up. He said 
he wasn't interested in seeing me screw a black guy 
anymore because I was his wife. He said that he wanted 
me to stop seeing Marcus. 

I suppose I should have, but by this point I had become 
good friends with Marcus and I really enjoyed our 
nights out. So I told Dave that although I was willing 
to work on our marriage, Marcus was my friend and I 
wasn't going to just turn my back on him. 

Dave got very surly after this and called me a slut and 
a n!@@£r loving whore. I was so upset I left the house 
crying.

I went to Marcus' apartment and told him what had 
happened. He was so sympathetic and kind. After a 
couple glasses of wine he kissed me tenderly and held 
me in his strong arms - I just couldn't resist any 
longer. I had never felt so horny and excited in my 
life. 

If you've ever had the pleasure of being with a black 
man you'll know what I'm taking about! Marcus lived up 
to all the stereotypes I've ever heard about black men. 
Sex with him was incredible! He made me feel so 
feminine and the contrast between our skin was an 
unbelievable turn on to me. As I've mentioned I'm a red 
head so am very fair and blessed with a naturally curvy 
body. Marcus is big, black and all muscular angles. Our 
first love making was a life changing experience for me 
and I am now firmly a black man's lady!

I stayed with Dave for another month. He tried to patch 
things up and even acquiesced to my seeing Marcus, but 
I had made up my mind. 

Strangely enough Dave did get his chance to see me in 
bed with a black man. 

Dave came home early to find me and Marcus making love. 
He pulled out his penis and started jacking off as he 
watched us. When I saw him there wanking off in the 
doorway I yelled at him to get the hell out of the 
bedroom, but he just kept ogling us. 

Marcus was having none of it though, and got up and 
pushed him out of the room and locked the door. I was 
astonished when he came back to the bed, kissed me and 
said, "Now where were we before we were so rudely 
interrupted."

I opened my legs and guided my black stallion right 
into his white mare. Oh, I love him so much!!! 

I moved out the next day. Dave tried to start some 
trouble but Marcus slapped him around like a little 
boy. I'm now happily divorced and have just become 
engaged to Marcus and I'm pregnant. Although it was a 
little hard for my parents and friends to accept, there 
is no way I would ever consider loving any man but a 
black man!

END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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