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How I became a black cock slutMy first marriage was a bit of a disaster. It turned out that I was too small for my wife (who didn’t tell me until several years after we were married). At first the sex just became less and less frequent. I was a late developer and so my first sexual outlet was porn, so it seemed natural to turn to it again so that I could stay faithful to my wife. I was a buff personal trainer and self-defense expert – a black belt in Gracie Jujitsu (no small feat) and a 4th dan in Tae Kwon Do; but mainly I just did personal training. A lot of women came on to me (and sometimes me and my wife-as she was stunning with large firm tits that couldn’t hold a pencil under them). My cock was average, I guess: fairly thick, but fairly short (about 6 ½ inches).By now you have probably already concluded that it is I, a straight white male, who will become the black cock slut that titles this story; but I can tell you, it was the last thing that I ever expected. And it was such a slow and gradual process that I didn’t even know that it was happening…So, to resume, on weekends (mainly) after my wife fell asleep, I would get up and watch TV. This was when our sex was down to about once a month; when I needed it at least once every few days-hey, I was young and athletic. Anyway, the adult channels were scrambled, but often enough you could get the gist of what was going on. After a year though, it became harder and harder to get off this way, and I started sneaking porn from a local adult video shop (this was back before the internet). I’d have to sneak off into the study though and pretend that I was working behind locked doors; but my wife only got up a couple of times in three years to check on me. Maybe she didn’t care. What really got me off was when the woman got very excited and was pretty orgasmic. I also like girl on girl as well. Now, I had always heard that when the guy came, they called that “the money shot”. I assume that that’s because that’s what got most guys off. But not me. I would always come when the women was coming: especially if this featured multiple orgasms – but, at this time, I still identified with the guy who was doing the fucking. I guess that I was just imagining that I was the one making that woman cum so hard and so good.Then, on July 4th (who could forget that date if something like this happened) my wife confided in me that she was “sexually unsatisfied”. It was then that she told me that the guy she had been going out with before me was huge. I just thought that this meant he was a bit bigger than me, but when I asked her how big, and she showed me with her hands, I knew that he was way out of my league. Then she confessed that when I was inside her, that it was hard for her to feel me (although she still came every time because I would rub her clit while fucking her). We loved each other though, so we decided we’d work on our sex life to save the marriage.The sex ther****t, suggested porn, as so we started “porning out” together. I’d usually end up doing oral on her while using a big dildo. This lead to each of us wanting to see the other fucking someone else. She loved my body (except for my cock) and I knew that there were few women that could rival her. So, we struck up friendships in hopes that they would develop into our sexual fantasy. They never did, and one day I came home to find her gone. No note, no nothing. I was devastated for months, but then one of my female clients seduced me and I was rolling in the kind of sex that only comes at the beginning of a relationship. Ah, thanks for being patient, you’re no doubt hungry for the part that’s going to get you wanking. Don’t worry, hang in there – you’re not going to be disappointed.Well, porn (which played a pivotal role in my journey to becoming a black cock slut) was a part of this next relationship from the beginning. Susan (let’s call her that), loved gang bangs, and it wasn’t long before we hit the interracial genre. Now, I had seen some big white cocks, and some big black cocks, but there were more (and bigger) black cocks in the vids we had rented that fateful night. I noticed Susan getting particularly squirmy when an extremely well-hung black stud was trying to work his huge black cock into a particularly petite red head. She was obviously uncomfortable, and he had to stop several times. But then, as he was able to work more into her, a change started to come over her. She went from pain to pleasure. She was telling him how fucking big he was and how good it felt and how she had never, ever felt anything like it. He just answered with, “That’s right baby, and once you go black, you never go back.” Well, you can already imagine that the many orgasms that followed certainly got me off, and Susan was shooting sky rockets out of her pussy: we were both in porn heaven.Now Susan was very noticeably tighter that my wife had been, and she never complained about my size, but how much the big black cocks seemed to turn her on got me to thinking. Of course she said (when I asked her one night) that she loved the contrast in skin color, and that it was just so naughty for a white girl to fuck a black guy; but I was wondering if there might be more too it. Plus, I admit, I really wanted to see her react as the white girls did in the porn vids; so……The next weekend when I went to the porn shop to get the vids, I also spent quite a bundle on a sturdy harness and several increasingly large black dildos that were “harnessable”. When we were knee deep in our porn and it was time to get down to fucking (having done everything else), I said I had to hit the toilet first (which wasn’t unusual). Once there, I strapped on the harness and the smallest of the dildos – about 8 inches long and half again as thick as mine. I had already stuck the others under the bed.She was already fixed on the screen and masturbating, and I was robed, so she was none the wiser. Now, we had already done the role playing where “I” was her “big black cock”, so when I asked if she was ready for my big black cock, it gave nothing away. And, when I said, “Get on your hands and knees, bitch!” it was not out of place and it positioned her perfectly for her “big” surprise. First, I slid the dildo off to the side and held it up as I entered her with my cock. “Ummmm” she moaned. Once it I worked it in (like I said, she was small), she started rocking back onto my thrusts – and so it was easier for me to hold the dildo away from her. Then I took my cock out after a minute (as I often do to keep from coming), and slid the dildo into place. “You want it baby?” I asked. “Oh, yes-give me your big black cock!” she replied. Perfect. I leaned the head into her until antalya escort it parted her lips. “What the…?” she said, a bit startled, and tried to look around her should at what might be happening. “Shut up bitch!” I said, a pushed her roughly forward so that her hands came out from under her and she ended up tits-on-the-bed. Then I moved forward until the head was parting her again. “Ouch…” she started, but I just grabbed her hips and pushed a bit further. “Oh, fuck!” she said. But I noticed she didn’t try to stop what was happening.I pushed a bit deeper. “Oh, shit!” she came her reply through clenched teeth. Then she asked me to stop, and I did for about 30 secs or so – until she started backing her hips into me. I replied by pushing deeper. “Oh, my fucking God!” she said. “Damn you’re big: your black cock is too big for my tight white pussy mister”, she pleaded as our role play kicked into full gear. “Isn’t this what you wanted, bitch?” I answered as I pushed deeper into her (now about half way). “Fuck!” she said, as she let out a grunt. “Stop for a sec”, she pleaded. I did. But then, before she pushed back on me, I took the initiative and pushed it further in. “Ohhhhh” she moaned-and pushed back! “I’m cumming!” she said suddenly, surprising me. “Oh, fuck! I’m cumming, I’m cumming”. Hmmm, she sounded much more enthu
siastic that she ever had when “I” was fucking her. As her body was still spasming, I started working it slowly in and out of her. “Oh, God, baby…Oh, God…Oh fuck!” and I felt her cumming again. Ok, wow. This was different-more like the porn flicks than “our” sex life. Then she started pushing back into me. “Oh, you want more of this bitch?” I asked, “You like my big black cock baby?” “Oh, yes! Oh, fuck yes! Give me more: I want it all! Oh, baby-more! More! More!” And I pushed nearly all of it into her (over ¾’s!) “Oh, fuck! I cumming again. You’re making me cum. Oh, God. Oh, fuck!” she said as yet another orgasm shimmied through her. Compared to our “normal” fucking, she was now in the stratosphere. As she was cumming I managed to push the rest in (with a LOT of help from her: I k** you not!). And then I started long slow strokes. Every time I slid it into her she moaned and said, “Oh, shit, Oh, shit”. And every time I back it out she took a deep inhale to prepare for the next slow, long thrust. After only a couple of times, she was cumming again! For full effect, I should disclose that whenever I had fucked her with my dick, three orgasms gained the comment of “epic” from her – and she had cum more than that even before I had worked the whole “big black cock” into her! Once she was able to take this big black cock with enthusiasm, I started to wonder what the next level might be like…I left her breathing ragged and spent as I worked furiously to change the dildos in the harness. Fuck the middle sizes, I thought, and went right for the monster. To prepare you for what is about to come (pun intended), I should say that “the monster” was a bit bigger than the biggest, baddest black cock we had ever seen in a porno. It was probably a good 13” and at least as wide as a soda can. When I had it on and compared it to the one that I had so deliciously abused her with, the monster looked like a total impossibility. Looking at her I knew that she was “done”; but I, no, I was not.She was laying flat and I pulled her hips up and back over her knees. She was like a rag doll. “Oh, God. No baby, I’m all done. I want to feel you now. Fuck me with YOUR big black cock.” Hah! Good luck with that! “Okay, baby, come get my big black cock…” I lied to her as I pushed the ginormous head of the dildo against her gaping pussy. “What?? Oh, fuck no!” she protested, as the head strained to open her so much wider that she already was. But I was the jujitsu black belt going for the submission. I just had to know-had to finish my little “experiment”. I leaned my weight against her and she yelled “Oww! Shit! No, baby! No: it’s waaayyy too big!” and she struggle with one hand to push me away from her. But I outweighed her by a good 70 pounds-and all of it muscle. She moved her hips away, but I grabbed her defensive arm and pulled her back as I pushed. “Fuck! Fuck!” she yelled as I felt the head stretch her and sqeeze its way in. “Stop! Stop! I’m begging you! This isn’t fun any more: stop!!” In answer I leaned into her “Uugh!” she managed with an open throat (her biggest “Uugh!” yet by far). I pushed. “Uugh! Fuck!” she said even louder (but it definitely hadn’t escaped me that she hadn’t asked me again to stop). “Ahhhhhhh!!!” she half yelled and half moaned as I felt her cumming. Then she started, not to push in and out, but to rock up and down so that it wiggled inside of her; and she was completely frantic about it! I pushed a few more inches inside of her. “Oh, fuck! Uugh! Oh, fuck!” and she started cumming again. As she did I pushed more inside her and she started cumming louder. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” was all she could say. Over and over again. She was nearly incoherent. I kept feeding her until, after about 9 inches, I just hit something like a wall inside of her. Bottomed out, I started working it in and out of her. She hadn’t stopped coming since her first orgasm-I k** you not. As I started truly fucking her. Each time I withdrew her pussy came out with it-like she was turning inside out. At least 2 inches of her came out as she was barely able to slide this huge black cock out of her. She just lost it and started screaming. Loud. Then, ever time I bottomed out, she would push mightily and frantically back against me, until, one time, I felt something give and “I” went balls deep. “Fuuuuuuccckkk!” she moaned (in real life it lasted much longer than her: 10 seconds at least). And she seemed to cum ever so harder. Then I started fucking her true and righteously: every time hitting that wall and then pushing past it till I was balls deep. After about a minute of this, she just passed out. Yep, passed out.I was left to fend for myself and used her gaping hole with abandon. Though I could hardly feel anything, I was so turned on that I came pretty quickly.Well, this continued for quite some time. And I was wondering if this is what big dick did to every woman. It certainly made a HUGE difference with Susan. It got to where I ended up fucking her with the monster every time we fucked. But then, again, the sex started to get less and less frequent. When I asked her why, she said that she wanted “me” inside of her and not some dildo-no matter how good it was. Then it was over. I was left only with the porn and the lesser of the big black cocks (she took the big one with her!).Then, one night when I was watching huge black cocks escort antalya painfully stretching out tight white pussies until they loved it and came hard (this didn’t always happen, but I searched until I found it). Anyway, one night things just flipped, and I started imagining that I was the girl taking it. Yep. Weird, but it didn’t seem so at the time, it just happened. The next night I decided to take it a step further and I positioned the smallest of the dildos against a couch cushion and tried to work it into myself. Ouch was not the word. I wanted it, I just couldn’t take it. So the next night I got a much smaller one (about the size of my own dick). Nope. I went smaller. At about half my size I managed to work it in. It hurt, but then it felt good. I came pretty quick. Then, the next night, it went in much easier, but I wanted more. I went back to the one my size, worked past the pain – and then something completely unexpected happened. I hit something inside me and a wave of pleasure ripped through me and I just came-without even touching myself! What the fuck??The next night the same thing happened, but not quite as intense. I moved up a size to the smallest black one. Fuck it hurt. But it was also easier to imagine that I was the tiny white chick taking a big black cock – because I was taking a big black cock! I hit the same spot and came again without touching myself. I tried the next biggest size, but couldn’t quite get it in deep enough to hit that “spot”. So I wanked off at the same time. Then, the next night, when I still couldn’t take the bigger one. I was watching a girl on her back cumming on a huge black cock and rubbing her clit. So wanting to be her, I started rubbing the underside of my cock at the base of the tip just like the girl was. I wasn’t hard, but I came!Unexpectedly, another one of my clients started coming onto me and we started a relationship. Her pussy was bigger than my last girlfriend, but she came on my cock just like she was coming on a big black cock. I was in love. Soon we were married. But yep, I just had to know…Her name was Tracey, but everyone just called her Trace. And me, my name is Glenn. And there you have it. I’m the Glenn and she’s the Trace of her “How I became a black cock slut” stories you’ll find elsewhere. We’re no longer together (even though I posting this through her roxyblack account), and I’m just aching to tell you my side of the story…Even though the sex was great, it was only once a week. Not enough for me, as you know. I had learned from my last experiment that dildos were great, but they lead to wanting the “real thing”. So I decided to skip the whole dildo
thing. But first, I decided that I had to seriously up Trace’s labido if my plan was to work. While I was figuring this out, I met Trace’s friend. Trace had nice tits, for sure, but her friend was “stacked” as they say. Now Barbara (her friend) had a boyfriend she had been serious with for a couple of years. He had huge hands and big, thick fingers. I knew that finger size usually equals cock size, and I have to say; yep, I have to say, I was turned on by him… There, I said it. I wasn’t gay, but I started thinking a lot about his cock. Now Barbara was the opposite of Trace. As reserved as Trace was, Barbara was wild. Often wearing leather and big high-heeled boots. And she smoked – in a very sexy and slutty manner that really turned me on. And she always flaunted her tits.One night we stayed the night at their house. Trace had fallen asleep and was snoring (yep). I walked to the other side of the house to the kitchen, which was off the master bedroom. Before I popped the door on the fridge, I heard them. “Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!” Barbara was saying as muffled as she could manage. “Easy, baby, easy… Oh, shit! I coming, I coming baby! Give it to me! Give me your big cock!” I just backed off and returned to the other bedroom. And jerked off. Imagining that I was somehow taking his big cock.Barbara’s boyfriend, John, drank a lot of milk, so, before we left to go home on the nights we didn’t sleep there, he was always having to run out at night to buy milk for his cereal in the morning. I would always go with him to keep him company. Kind of a guy thing to do. But I have to say, that after that night, my fantasies about his cock haunted me (and followed me when I went with him to get milk). One of these times, he surprised me when he said, “You’ll never believe what happened last night. I got up to get a drink of water, naked, and I was trying to lean over the sink to drink it, and my cock kept hitting the cabinets and keeping me from getting all the way over the sink. That ever happened to you?” I said it hadn’t. Then he just turned to me and said, “Yeah, but lets see you try to get THAT picture out of your mind”. Very casual like, as he was driving. Holy shit. I didn’t know what to say so I didn’t say anything. Maybe I was giving off vibes or something. We took several more trips with nothing like that happening.Then, one particular night, Barbara had worked a double shift and turned in early. We were staying the night. John went for milk and I went with him. After he hopped back in the car with the milk, he sat there without starting the car. The parking lot was deserted. He just looked over at me and said, “Well, do you want to see it? I’ve seen you looking. I’m horny as hell so here’s your chance.” I just looked at him dumbfounded, and with no reply coming to me. He unbuckled his belt, unzipped his jeans and took it out. Shit: it was BIG. Not as big as the monster, but easily 10 inches and nearly as thick.I realized that I was staring at it and when I looked back up at him, he said, “Go ahead, Glenn. Touch it. You know you want to, and I know you want to. Nobody’s every going to know. Just between us guys.” I looked back down at it and it was starting to swell. “I know you’re not gay; and I’m not gay; but here, let me help you”. And he reached over, grabbed my hand, and brought it onto his cock. Then he just put his seat all the way back and moaned. I looked around. The lot was empty. I looked at my hand on his cock. I felt his cock. The heat of it. The size of it. And it was steadily growing in my hand. His eyes were closed. It was like I was alone with this big cock. My fantasies. I slowly started to jerk it. He moaned, “That’s it Glenn…just like that. He continued to stiffen as I stroked him. I was hard as a rock in my jeans. It wasn’t a big black cock that I was stroking; but it was a big cock. And in the dark, for me, it was a big black cock; and I was a slutty little white girl. He was fully hard now and I was jerking faster, but one hand just wasn’t cutting it, so I leaned over antalya escort bayan and started using two hands. Now I really knew what they meant by a “two-hander”. He was really enjoying it and I was loving doing it. Then he slowly reached up and put his hand on the back of my head. I knew what was coming, and I wanted it. I let him lower my head onto his huge, hot, black cock. Now I knew what Susan had meant when she had said that dildos just weren’t the same. I opened wide and took the head of his cock into my mouth. He just lay back with his eyes closed. I worked more and more of it into my mouth. I tried to take it down my throat, but it was just too big. Using both hands I added as much of my mouth as I was able. He was all wet now and I started moving faster and faster. I felt my ass clinching and releasing. It was getting wet with my own sweat. I knew then that I wanted him in my ass. I wanted to try and take his big cock like the girls in the videos. But how was I going to get it to happen. I wasn’t. As horny as I was, I knew he would have to initiate it. If he did, I’d do it. Or at least I’d try. But he never did and I felt him tensing. Well, if I couldn’t fuck him, I was sure going to swallow every drop of his cum. When he came, he came. It rushed into my mouth and I took it straight down my throat. I kept swallowing until he stopped coming. Then I just held him in my mouth sucking him slowly and playing with his huge balls. And that was that. It never happened again (though we went for milk a couple more times). I never told anyone, and if he did, it never got back to me. Then Barbara and John moved across state and that was that. But damn! Sex with Trace was great, but after Barbara moved she started asking me if I thought her tits were big enough. And that’s when I decided how I would up her labido. I had money socked away for a muscle car I wanted, but I decide to get Trace a boob job instead. I’ll skip the details that are already in her story. But boy did it sex her up. After we moved to New Rochelle and then New Paltz. And that’s when I decided to continue my experiment, but with the real thing. Again, I’m not going to repeat all the details she’s already shared, but I was surprised how hard it was for me to suck that big black dildo in front of her. Now, without her knowing, I got her the job at the Chiro and arranged for her to try pot. I guess I kind of wanted to turn her into Barbara, and watch her fuck and huge cock the way I never got to watch Barbara fuck John’s monster cock. Then I “arranged” for her to find the interracial porn on xhamster that night. When we watched it together and she started wanting big black cock, I knew my plan was going to work.I found Ray on a hook up site and set him up to meet Trace. When I saw Trace taking Ray’s massive black cock, it was just amazing! Yep, bigger was definitely better: for tits and for cock. And yes, when I was watching him work that huge cock into my wife’s over stretching tight white pussy, I wasn’t fantasizing that I was him fucking her. No. I imagined that I was her getting fucking by him. Man, I came soooo hard!Hell, I knew that she was setting me up to take big black cock too. What she didn’t know is that I wanted it. I wanted to be her. So bad. It was in anticipation of this that I started dressing up in Trace’s clothes and fucking myself with our big black dildos. Imagining… And when I was smoking with her in the backseat of Brian’s car, knowing that I was going to be sucking Leroy’s huge black cock, I WAS her. I was so fucking hard watching Brian and Tyrone fucking Trace and Michele. And then Brian came towards me with his big black schlong, dripping my wife’s pussy juices and I knew he wanted me to suck it. And I wanted to suck it. I felt the heat of him fill my mouth and tasted my wife’s cum on his cock. I jerked him and sucked just as I had sucked John in the car that night. I could feel my ass twitching again and getting sweaty-wet, but this time I knew that I was going to get fucked: because I had arranged i
t all ahead of time with Brian!When Brian bent me over the bed, next to my wife, and I felt his hot spit dripping down onto my waiting pussy (because that’s what my ass had become in my mind: a tight white pussy waiting to be stretched), my hard did was pressed against the bed and I was riding a high of anticipation that had my head swimming! Then I felt the hot head of his huge cock against my pussy – so much bigger than any of the dildos I had tried to prepare myself with. He pushed. It hurt. I screamed, but so wanted it. I felt myself ripping a bit, but I so wanted it. As my tiny pussy stretched and stretched as he worked the head in, I thought I was going to die! The only thing that kept me going was the pleasure that I knew (hoped!) was on its way. I looked at Trace, but didn’t really see her. I saw myself, a little white slut letting this big nigger dick push its way inside of me. Using me like the little bitch that I already was in my mind. I felt his massive black cock plowing its way deeper and deeper inside of me. And, slowly, the pain started giving way to pleasure – just like it always did in my favorite porn scenes. When he finally had me all stretched out and fucking me like the black cock slut I had become, it was more amazing than I had ever fantasized. And when he pulled, and pulled, and pulled, and pulled his impossibly long and thick black monster cock out of me and stuck it into to Trace, all I could think about in the whole world was him putting it back into me. And, mercifully, he did. And when he did, he opened me up all over again and pushed the pleasure back into my tight white pussy as I slowly rubbed my “clit”. And back and forth, over and over again. But, unlike when I fucked myself with the big black dildos, he didn’t stop after I came…He just kept going back and forth between us until I found myself getting hard again, as my pleasure intensified every time he opened me back up again and filled me with his hot, long, thick, black cock. Then I felt him pull my head next to my wife’s as he came on our faces and in our mouths (as I came all over the bed). I loved the taste of his cum. I craved the taste of his cum. And just when I thought the perfect night had ended perfectly, Leroy was there. And it happened all over again.And THAT, is how I became a black cock slut. But I still consider myself a straight guy (ok, stop that laughing!), because I really do like pussy. But Trace and I have shared many more well-hung black cocks between us. And I’ve accepted that I also have a pussy, and it comes to life whenever I’m around a guy that I think (or know) has a huge cock – and if it’s black, all the better. But now Trace is gone, though we still keep in touch. I have another girlfriend, but I don’t think I’ll ever get married again. And my girlfriend knows, accepts, and even thoroughly enjoys, that small part of me that likes it big. And black.

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