I may never go back

"Would you like to come in?" I asked, and suddenly realized I was more nervous than I had been in a long time.

"Absolutely," Derek responded enthusiastically, "I would love to, Diana."

Since separating from my cheating husband I had been out with many different guys, many of whom, like Derek, I had meet online.  As a middle-aged empty-nester, suddenly single for the first time in almost 30 years, I saw no need for games.  I was not looking for a new relationship.  I am successful, profession woman and need no man to take care of me financially.  Men still find me attractive, so, especially in the age of online dating, I have no trouble finding dates.  No need to be in a relationship to stave off loneliness.

When I date it is for one reason only: fun.  After being with only one man all my adult life I now had a lot of fun to make up for.  I've learned that it is fun to meet a new man.  To go out on a first date, learn about him, experience another personality; to interact with someone who's responses are not familiar and predictable.

I now find myself addicted to the thrill of the first.  First touch. First kiss.  First fuck.

It is so exciting the first time I am with a man; discovering his unique lovemaking technique as he stimulates my erogenous zones and seeing his individual response as I stimulate his.  Seeing a man's penis for the first time was like unwrapping a present.  And feeling that penis inside me for the first time was a rush that I now craved like a drug.

Which is why when a man invites me to his place, or I invite a man into my house, it was almost certain he was about to get laid.

So why now were my hands almost shaking as I unlocked my front door and invited Derek inside?  It was because tonight was another first for me.

Derek was black.

I'm not at all racist; I treat everyone the same and don't think about color at all.  Except now that I'm about to become intimate with Derek I can't help but think about how he is different from all the other men I've been with.

"This is a nice home you have," said Derek.

"Thank you," I replied as I led him into the living room.  "Please, sit down." I indicated the sofa. "May I get you something to drink?"

"No thank you, I'm fine." Derek smiled, showing his bright white teeth. "I think I'll just sit here and drink in your beauty." He looked me up and own as he took his place on the couch.

I was wearing a green dress that came down just above my knees. The top was straight cut showing only the top of my cleavage.  I was wearing a string of pearls and open toed black three-inch heels.

"Thanks." I returned his smile as I checked him out. I could see his clearly defined physique outlined beneath his polo shirt.  He crossed his legs man-style, ankle on knee, and I looked at the crotch of his khaki slacks and wondered if the stereotype was true; was he packing a big black sausage in his pants?

I sat down beside him.  "So, Derek, you have some nice biceps.  Do you lift?"

"About three times a week." He flexed his muscle and I gave it a squeeze.  "How about yourself, Diana?  What do you do to keep your body looking so fine?"

"Aerobics and yoga," I answered.

"Yoga, eh?  You must be flexible!" He grinned.

"I do OK for an old lady..."

"Oh, you're not old.  You are one hot woman."  He looked me up and down again.  "Mmm, yes; damn hot!"

"Thanks," I smile and then leaned towards him.  Derek leaned in too and I was kissing my first black man.  He was a good kisser.  His lips were bigger, but otherwise not much different than kissing a white guy.

I put one hand on his shoulder and the other one his waist and got a good feel of his body as we continued to kiss.

His hands began exploring my body as well.  It felt good to have his strong hand on my bare thigh.  He began feeling up my thigh to the hem of my dress.  "Your skin is so soft and beautiful.  Like cream."

"I like the way your skin feels too, Derek."

"I have to admit, I do love white women.  What about you, baby?  Do you date a lot of brothers?"

"Um," I began, feeling slightly uncomfortable, "you are the first black man I've dated.  It's not that I've avoided black men, but I've just recently started dating.  I was married to my high school sweetheart, so I didn't have any experience with any other men of any type until I separated from my husband."

"So, I'm your first black experience, eh?"

I nodded.

"Too bad you picked the only black man with a small dick."

"That's not why I went out with you Derek."  Although I had to admit to myself I was a bit disappointed to hear him say that.

"I'm just kidding.  I'll be able to give you the full black experience, if that's what you're after."

"I'm just after a good time.  That's why I date, to have a variety of experiences that I didn't have all those years I was married," I said, starting to feel more comfortable.  And horny.

"So you're one of those girls that goes all the way on the first date?" Derek grinned.

"I don't feel any need to play games.  I'm not looking for a relationship.  I don't need approval from anyone.  I just want to have fun and so I see no advantage to me in holding out."

"Oh baby, you are my dream date.  A beautiful, sexy, white woman ready to take her first black cock."

"Well, I like sex just as much as a man does, so why pretend to be all prim and proper?  You want it, I want it, so let's do it!"

"Shall we go someplace more comfortable for your BBC injection?"

"BBC?"  I hadn't heard that term before.

Derek grinned.  "Big Black Cock, baby! You want I should whip it out right now?"

I laughed.  "Let's go up to my bedroom."  I stood up and led Derek up stairs to the master bedroom I had shared with my husband for so many years and now had recently fucked so many new guys.  Joe, Bill, Ted, and Matt  had made the springs squeak of the bed my husband John and I had picked together out ten years earlier.  The same bed where I caught him cheating on me just a few weeks ago.  The same bed where he had cheated on me many times.

And now I would bring the score one closer with Derek.

"Nice bed," Derek said.  "Shall we give it a good workout."  He grabbed me and kissed me hard before I could answer.  He reached behind, found the zipper to my dress, and pulled it down.

I helped him get my arms out the sleeves as we continued to kiss.  I pulled his shirt up and over his head.  We resumed kissing as he undid my bra and I undid his pants.

Then we both stepped back and I took off my heels as Derek took off his shoes and socks.  Then I watched him take off his pants.  My heart was pounding with anticipation.  Here we were, me wearing only my panties and he in black silk boxer shorts.  Black silk boxers with a really big bulge.

"You ready to see it?"

"Let me get closer."  I walked up, kissed him, then dropped down unto my knees, my face at crotch level.  I looked up, smiled into Derek's face, then grabbed the waistband of his shorts and pulled down.  "Oh my," I exclaimed.  I was definitely going to be in for an experience.  Derek was only about halfway erect, but I could already see that he had a big piece of meat.

Of course I was no stranger to the big cock.  For almost 30 years my husband, John, gave it to me with his decent-sized seven-incher.  Ken, the first man I fucked after separating from my husband, had a nice eight inch cock, that hurt a bit going in, mainly because I wasn't warmed up properly.  But that was nothing compared to Ted who had an eleven-inch fuck-plunger.  It took quite an effort to get him all the way inside me.

Even though Derek was not all the way hard, I could see that his Action Jackson was easily going to be longer than Ken, and although he might not break Ted's record for length he had every other man I'd been with beat in terms of thickness.

Derek was grinning down at me.  "It's not too late to change your mind if that too much meat for your love tunnel."

"No, I definitely want you to try drive this shaft deep into my love tunnel," I said, "but let me get it ready for action."

I had to open my mouth wide to fit Derek's beef bazooka inside.  I never had so much cock in my mouth before.  I barely had room to moved my tongue as I sucked and titillated his Big Johnson.

It came to life quickly and I actually had to raise my head to follow its rise to full attention.  I stroked his shaft and licked all the way down to his balls and back.  I pulled my head back to get a good look at the full length of his big black cock.  It was a beauty.  Not as long Ted's; I would estimate just under ten inches, but it was thick.  At a full three fingers thick this was going to be the biggest hunk of man meat ever to go into my pussy.  I put it back into my mouth and sucked some more.  It was rock hard.

"You sure are beautiful, Diana" said Derek.  "I just love looking down and seeing your pretty face sucking on my cock."

"I feel like a big mouth bass sucking on this anaconda you have here."

Derek laughed.  "Let's start getting you warmed up so I can fit my snake into your little white hole."

I stood up, slipped off my panties, lay down on the bed, and opened my legs wide.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm," Derek exclaimed, "I love a shaved white pussy."  He climbed onto the bed, moved his face down to my crotch, and said, "this is one sweet oyster you have, baby!"  Then he began to eat me.

And eat me well he did; I could feel the pleasant tingles starting right away.  His thick lips felt good pressed against my pussy lips.  His tongue moved expertly all around, probing, seeking, titillating.  He wiggled it against my clit, then slid down my slit and pressed against my opening.

"Oh, yes, Derek," I moaned, "you are so good at eating pussy."

"You have one delicious pussy, Babe."  As he continued to eat me he took his finger, rubbed around my wet opening and then slipped it inside me.

"Mmm, yes."  It felt wonderful to have his strong finger inside my while he licked my clit and labia.  I could feel him push in further until the whole length of his finger was inside.

He banged away while focusing his mouth on my clit.

My pussy was starting to feel real good.  I could feel my juices flowing, my vagina relaxing, getting ready to take in Derek's enormous cock.  In fact, his finger fucking made me long for a real cock inside.

Derek then took two fingers and worked them into my hole.  I felt my vaginal walls yield as Derek banged me and licked.  He sucked on my clit as he fingers went in past the second knuckle.  He moved them around inside and I realized what he was doing.  Derek was pre-stretching my pussy to fit his fat black cock.  He removed his two fingers and then put his ring, middle, and index fingers together.

I was now quite excited thinking about Derek's fat cock.  There was no pain at all as my opening stretched to admit his three fingers.  I was actually feeling the beginnings of an orgasm in my clitoris from the oral stimulation Derek administered.  My pussy was tingling too as the first knuckles went inside.

"Derek," I said, "I'm ready for you fuck me."

"You're ready for your first black cock?"  Derek laughed as he got up on his knees on the bed.  His boner had waned slightly.

I sat up and moved my head close to his thick black sausage.  "Let's get this nice and hard."  I wrapped my hand around his heavy shaft and began jacking him off.  It felt like a tree branch in my hand.  I put the head into my mouth and sucked.  With my other hand I stroked his balls.

"Oh baby, you make my black cock feel so damn good," Derek exclaimed.

I could feel the blood pulsing and his cock getting harder. Very quickly he was rock hard once more.  I sat back, feeling butterflies in my stomach, because now it was about to happen; it was time for Derek to stick his big black cock into my pussy.  I grabbed a condom from the drawer in the night stand.

"That's not going to work, babe," Derek said.  "Here, I brought my own."  He reached into his pants pocket and brought out his own condom.  "Extra large, baby!"  He tore open and rolled it down his shaft.

I lay back with my knees bent and spread apart.  I watched with nervous excitement as Derek moved his large muscular frame between my legs.

"Damn, you are one sexy lady," Derek remarked, looking my naked body up and down.

"Thanks; you have pretty nice body yourself," I replied, admiring his well-cut physique with bulging biceps, deltoids, and pecs.

Derek smiled and leaned towards me, holding himself up with one arm and using his other hand to guide his penis to my vagina.

I felt a jolt of excitement when his cock made contact.  It grew into a warm, pleasant sensation as he rubbed it against me.  Then I felt my opening stretch as he pressed his tip against.  My excitement was now mixed with trepidation; I wondered if this was going to hurt.  I felt him pushing more. So far, so good; my pussy had been sufficiently warmed up.  I felt myself opening easily and accepting more of his massive manhood.  I looked down at my pussy and was surprised to see the entire head of Derek's cock in me already.  I watched him slowly, gently push it in deeper and felt his hotness move down my love tunnel.

Derek paused and looked into my eyes.  "You doing OK?"

I nodded.  "Feeling no pain."

"Yeah, so you liking the BBC so far?"

"I'm loving the BBC.  I want more of it.  I want it all, Derek."

"Then I'm going in deep." He put his other hand beside me so that he was in the push up position above me. He began to slowly move in and out.

I could feel him deeper and deeper inside me with each inward stroke until I felt his balls slap just below my vagina.  He was in all way.

"This is so fucking nice," Derek said as he increased the speed and length of his strokes."Your sweet white pussy is so tight.  Damn it feels good to fuck you."

"It feels good to fuck you too." I meant it. Never had a man filled me like this. Even though Ted's cock was longer, Derek's was fat and I could feel him all the way down to my cervix. It felt like I really had a solid hunk of man meat moving inside me.

Derek lowered himself down onto his elbows so he could kiss me.

I wrapped my arms tightly around his strong back and kissed him back passionately.  We kept on kissing and we kept on fucking.  I felt Derek driving into me faster and harder.  I wrapped my legs him.  My entire body moved with every thrust. This went on for several minutes.  We kissed and we fucked.  We fucked and kissed.

Derek's cock was really making me feel good.  Because he fit so tight inside me it pulled on my entire vulva as he thrust so that I felt it in my clit.  I could feel that warm tingly feeling that meant an orgasm was on its way.  I unwrapped my legs from Derek's body and put my feet on the bed, then adjusted the position of my body for maximum clitoral stimulation as Derek's fat cock steadily pumped my pussy.

We were still kissing while we fucked but now I started to moan as the pleasure grew and grew.

"Oh, baby," said Derek as he paused in his kissing.  "Are you feeling good?"

"Mmm, yes."

"Is the big black cock gonna make you cum?"

"Mmm, yes"

"It feels real good baby.  Your pussy fits me like a glove."

"Your cock is so big and hard.  Mmm, yes, so good.  Keep fucking me like that."  I really was getting close.  Each powerful thrust of his giant pleasure pumper sent tingles through my body.  I reached down and fingered my clit to bring myself home.

"Oh yes, Diana, it feels so good.  You are one hot fucking MILF."

 "Give it to me."  I was feeling real good now.  "Give it to me Derek, I love your big black cock."

"Oh, God, yes, I love your little white pussy."

"Oh! Oh! Oh!"  I could feel my heart racing as Derek drove his huge rod into me again and again.  Then my body trembled and I could feel the contractions starting.

"Oh yes, I feel it baby!" Derek yelled.  "I feel your pussy squeezing my cock."  He adjusted his angle and fucked me with fresh new energy.  "Squeeze it baby!  Squeeze my big black cock with your sweet pussy."

All I could do is moan while the orgasm took me to a new place.

"Now I'm going to cum," Derek announced.  "Girl, hang on tight because I'm going to hammer your little snapper!"  Derek's strong arms squeezed tightly around my body as he began to fuck me with all his might.  There was a loud smacking sound as his flesh slammed against mine.  The bed was loudly squeaking and the headboard banged against the wall.

I had never been fucked like this before in my life.  I was really getting slammed but there was no pain, only intense, all-consuming pleasure.

Just as I thought my wildly shaking bed was going break apart Derek suddenly thrust even deeper into me and held it.  I could feel his cock contracting inside the rubber inside my vagina.  It went on for many seconds as he pumped what must have been a massive load of cum out of his cock.

"Oh baby, baby, baby, yes!"  He shouted.

His whole body went limp and I felt his full weight on top of me.  It was pleasant to have his large frame draped over my naked body, still tingling from that incredible orgasm.

We both lay still for a couple of minutes.  Then Derek got up, held the condom at the base of his cock as he slid it out of my pussy.  He removed the rubber and held it up to show that indeed he had a large ejaculation, filling the bottom about an inch deep.  "Damn girl, you drained me!"  He dropped the condom into the trash.

"You gave me a pretty good workout as well."

"Yeah?  So you liked your first black cock?"

"I loved it."  I looked down at his manhood.  It was starting to droop; the cum glistened all along his shaft.  I got up and bent my head down.  "Let me clean this off."  I put my mouth around the tip and sucked the cum off.

"Oh yeah baby, that's good."  He said as I licked all the cum off his shaft.

I then laid a big kiss on him and he kissed me back passionately.  Then we both began to get dressed.

"I'm glad I went out with you, Derek.  This was a truly epic experience."

"I know this is a cliche, but, now that you've gone black..."

"I may never go back.  I definitely want to see you again, Derek."