Category: first times

Black Army Wife

Being from a poor black family, after I finished college, I had to do four years in the Army to pay back what my ROTC scholarship didn’t cover. . I was commissioned a second lieutenant and assigned as a platoon leader in an infantry company. I had married LaShonda while in college and I lucked out managing to get a small married-officer quarters on the base where I was stationed.

Things were pretty tough and money was tight. One night our commanding officer, Colonel Rose, treated all the junior officers to drinks at the ‘O’ club. Rose turned out to be quite a drinker and was soon blitzed. I offered to drive him back to his quarters so he wouldn’t get busted by the MPs and he accepted.

I have to admit I was kissing his ass a little, but you have to do such things to get ahead in the army today, especially when you’re black-it’s still a white man’s army.

En route home I thought I’d stop at my place and introduce Rose to LaShonda. I had this vision that my wife and Rose’s wife would soon meet and become friends, which wouldn’t be bad for my career, either. I thought my hospitality would do no harm to my career prospects and I knew that LaShonda wouldn’t mind.

Colonel Rose is about 38. He’s a very big, imposing man about six feet three and probably around 300 pounds. He is white and played football at West Point. He always seemed aloof to the junior officers but I figured this was just the way Colonels had to act.

I drove Rose back in my old car to find that LaShonda was still out clubbing with her friends. I offered Colonel Rose a tumbler of scotch and sat in the living room chatting with him. It seemed strange seeing him in such a relaxed mood, as he was always so stern when on duty. We sank a couple more scotches and then LaShonda got back.

She is usually shy, had obviously had had a lot to drink and was very giggly and talkative when she staggered into the room. I thought, “Oh God! Don’t let her do anything to embarrass me now!”

At first she was taken aback by the unexpected surprise of Colonel Rose, but she soon broke the ice by saying, “Just what I need… two lovely men!” I could see Colonel Rose’s face light up immediately. Sensing that LaShonda was probably more than a little drunk I suggested quietly to Rose that, perhaps, I should take him back to his quarters now.
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My Wife Likes Black Cock

Life is strange to say the least. Take the situation that now exists between my wife and me. Linda and I have been married almost seven years now, but out relationship has changed more in the last six months than it did in the first six years. Let me explain how my present predicament began. I guess in a sense everything that has happened to me has been my fault.

I should have left well enough alone, you see I’m married to a 25 year old fox of a wife. Her name is Linda and I’ve been with her ever since she was 16 years old. She had never known any other man but me and that was fine with me. I’m a couple of years older than Linda but not that much more experienced in sexual matters than her. Linda was a virgin when we meet, and I had only a couple of sexual experiences before meeting my wife.

In any event, our sex life was fine for the first five years and then in the next year, I noticed how it kind of tailed off. I figured that I could improve our sex life by having us both watch and get better sexually educated by watching some porn flicks. At first Linda was against it, but she relented and eventually she seemed to actually like watching them. It did seem to improve the frequency of our sex sessions but then something interesting happened.

As Linda and I were watching a new porno flick I had picked up, she seemed to be taking particular interest in Peter North’s large equipment as he filled some women to the limit with it. The next scene showing a black guy with his even bigger cock seemed to fascinate her even more.
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The Renter

I had placed an ad in the paper to rent a room. Having to pay all of the rent for such a large house was draining my resources. Besides, a guy of 18 who had moved away from his parents watchful eyes, needed to show them that he was self sufficient!

The ad said, “Wanted, male, 18 to 24, to share 2 bedroom house, with same. Rent, $200 per month. Call.” And the number was listed. I had the ad running for a few weeks and a number of guys came by to look. The house was a typical bachelor pad, sparse furniture and no frills. It was located in a quiet neighborhood and far back far from the street and other houses. I was renting from a couple who had moved to Florida and wanted someone to take care of the house.

I guess that either the house was too far away from civilization, or my house keeping was atrocious, because I had no takers. My money was starting to run low and having no extra income as I had planned, was getting to be a real drag. Then I got a phone call from Julie. I hadn’t considered renting the room to a girl, as I thought that it could cause some complications when I brought a date home.

She was in terrible need of a place to stay. Her apartment complex had been sold and the rent was increasing to a point where she couldn’t afford to live there anymore. I told her that I didn’t really want to rent to a female, but she must have sensed that I was getting desperate to find a renter. She talked me into letting her look the place over.
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Breaktime With Becca

I spent my lunch break in the women’s locker room at the factory, buried balls-deep in Becca Ferguson, the nineteen-year-old press operator who wanted me. I didn’t want Becca. She was flat-chested and kind of dumb, no real ambition but to get married and start cranking out babies like a puppy mill. Still, she wanted me, and I was willing to use her to get what I really wanted, which was Susan.

Becca and I had our shirts on, but our pants around our ankles. I pounded into her, stroke after stroke after stroke. She’d slipped her hands up under my shirt and dug her nails into my spine. I cupped my fingers over her hips and tried hard to make sure I didn’t come too soon.

I knew when Susan was supposed to take lunch. I’d timed seducing Becca precisely. Of course that wasn’t hard, since I only had to get her to do what she already wanted to do. Becca and I took first lunch, and Susan was on second lunch. So I just walked into the women’s locker room as Becca was taking off her work smock, wrapped my arms around her waist from behind, and began sucking her earlobes. She leaned back into me. I rubbed my thumbs in figure-eights over her belly and pressed my crotch into the back of her jeans.
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My Slutty Date

One night, my date and I went to see a show at the local theater. Apparently, because it was a late show, and because it was during the middle of the week, there weren’t many people in the place. We sat in the back, as usual we usually did.

The movie that we were watching was a romantic thriller that was going around at the time (perhaps you heard of “9-1/2 weeks”?). It just was starting to get interesting as the actors started to get into one of the make-out scenes. That’s when my date placed her hand on my lap and started to rub my throbbing boner.

I hadn’t expected this from her since this was our first date out together. I was presently surprised that she was showing interest in my equipment so early in our relationship.
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Showering With Cheryl

Cheryl had been my best friend since I joined the cheerleading squad at State College. We would go to the mall together, watch movies together, and study together, you know, just about everything.

Cheryl was about 5’9″ (I was a wee bit shorter), and had a figure that bespoke ‘Modeling Career Here’. I’ll admit that I wasn’t nearly as attractive, but the guys I dated never seemed to think so.

Anyway, Cheryl really surprised me one night after an exciting football game. We had gone back to the girl’s locker room, and I decided to get a shower before we decided what to do for the evening. Once I was nude and under the hot spray of the shower, I got very relaxed. I closed my eyes and stood there, feeling the heat soak into my tired muscles.

I was broken out of my bliss by the sound of another shower head turning on. Cheryl was standing at the next nozzle, rinsing her hair. I was surprised to see her buck-naked. Before, we had always pulled curtains between the showers for privacy.
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Strangers In the Night

It’s another cold night in the Windy City as Sharon leaves her job as a dancer at the Titty Lounge. Tonight was a better than average night for the young ebony teen (having just turned nineteen the month before). In her backpack-like purse she has well over $300 dollars in profits.

“Not bad for an eight hour shift,”she thinks as she waits in the plastic chairs of the Greyhound bus terminal for the bus that will take her to Gary, Indiana, a 30 to 45 minute trip.

Though winter is firmly gripping the area (No ice or snow, though. Thankfully.), Sharon is only wearing a light microskirt and a yellow halter-top that shows off her double D’s to maximum advantage. Normally she would change before heading for the terminal, but tonight some bitch had poured champagne in her duffel bag.

Thinking of this, Sharon can only smile. It’s not her fault that she regularly gets the high paying customers or the most ardent regulars. At only 5′ 2″, 115 pounds, with a coffee complexion and light green (not contacts) eyes, she is the most exotic woman in the club. It also doesn’t hurt that she has a 48” bubble ass that is often clad in only a g-string. On one firm cheek is the tattoo of her stage name, Cherish.

“The bus for Gary…”
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Michelle at College

Being a drunken, puking, insecure, naive mess freshman year of college, I at least was able to date a girl a year older than me who was also a drunken, insecure, chain-smoking, sex-addicted mess. She certainly was not naive, though. And this is how she made me a little less so.

I wasn’t even planning on spending time with her that night. We were in a confused stage in our relationship; I had come home from winter break, during which she’d gone through some problems and sort of ignored me. Since then, we’d reconciled and were hooking up over and over. But our relationship had just degenerated in to random fucking. I didn’t care at the time, because she was sexy–black hair, pale complexion, blue eyes, thin. She listened to metal music and was flunking out of school. Just what I needed. Let’s call her Michelle.

I was hanging out in a friend’s dorm room, drinking, when she called. She asked me, slurringly, to come to her friend Andrea’s party. There was some creepy guy there hitting on her and she wanted to be with me. I guess I should have felt touched, but I was kind of annoyed. She started backing down, saying “fine, fine Adam, you don’t have to come, I’m just drunk.” But I said I’d come. Her friend’s boyfriend came and picked me up and drove me over to her friend’s trailer home (yes, it was a trailer home). Being a guy, I know that in the back of my mind I was really thinking that I could at least screw her that night, and that would be fun.
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Las Vegas Trade Show Fun

It was the day of our trade show and everyone had cleared out except for Stacy and me. Stacy is in Marketing and I am engineer and we have both worked for the same company for about 15 years. Our families are close and she is one of my wife’s best friends and her husband and I play golf together all summer. We closed up the booth and headed back to the hotel.

We had a flight the next morning so we decided to have dinner and then maybe play some slots for a while. We had a nice dinner and of course the waiter thought we were a couple and we played along with it and told him it was our anniversary and he gave us a free desert and encouraged us to kiss when he brought out the cake.

The wine was loosening us up and there was some serious tongue action when we kissed and the waiter said it is nice see two people in love. We left holding hands putting on a good show and kissing again as we left. We went out to the Casino and I won $500 playing slots and then we went to the bar and had some more wine and shared a few dances.

We were definitely having a good time together flirting but we both knew it would never go anywhere. It was around 11pm and we headed to our rooms still holding hands as if we were a couple.

When we got to our room she gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek and said she had a really fun night. As she was opening her door she turned around and said with a smile “I will only ask once and this will only happen tonight, do you want to come in?” I looked at her and said, “I would love too!”
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Cheater

Moria liked sex and she knew she was good in bed. So why did her boyfriend cheat on her with the slut assistant from work? How could the bastard do that to her!?

It was a drizzly night. But for Moria it was exciting. She had never done anything like this before, but it was time break out, quit playing it safe and go out and have some fun. Fuck her boyfriend, the sleazy bastard.

Moria had been with Bob since their senior year in high school. She had never even given a thought about straying away from Bob. But last night was the clincher, he had confessed all about his affair. The little shit even had the balls to ask for her forgiveness, like then everything would be alright.

Well, she made up her mind that she was going forgive him, then she needed to at least punish him and this was the way she’d decided to do it. The night was full of possibilities, the air was electric and tonight, she would cheat on her boyfriend.

She decided to start the evening out by going to a place she’d hear of from a friend at work, a kind of swinger’s bar. She had never even thought about going to a place like that before. She had driven by it many times, but tonight she was going to go in.
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