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By Sarah Anne Talley

I recently had sex with someone other than my husband 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, hardest 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 scrapbook 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 beautiful," 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 foreskin.
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 before 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!