7 comments/ 91092 views/ 13 favorites Sally's First By: sally_spandex My heart was racing a mile a minute as my hand reached for the door knob to open a whole new world to me. Altho I had been dressing for about 15 years, at 23 I still hadn't been outside or let anyone in on my secret. The last 3 years had been hell for me as I had started to play with dildo's and catching my cum in my open mouth, and craving the load of another cock besides mine. The day had been spent getting ready in every way, from taking 3 big 2 quart douches, nails, shaving my entire body, and wearing a plug to loosen up a bit. I had choosen one of my favorite outfits for my big night. To start I had cut the crotch out of my coffee colored legg's sheer to the waist pantyhose and as I pulled them in place I spin the upper thigh part inward and pull at the seam from the back which not only gives me a pantyhose wedgie but puts the cutout over my manpussy and with my balls up in their sockets and my cock pulled back between my legs, gives me a very smooth crotch,[almost ladylike]. Next came a tight waist cincher to both pull in my waist and hold my pantyhose in place. Then I step into my white strappy sandals with a wide ankle strap. My red lycra-spandex tank dress was next along with a 3" wide white belt. My make-up was done super slutty with lots of eye shadow in white and gray and heavy eyeliner that swooped up and past the corner of my eye with false lashes. My wig for the night was a black bob cut which I like to call my slutty Cleopatra look. Then a couple of strands of white beads and long dangley beaded earrings and a beaded bracelet I was ready. As I stepped out the door I felt like a slut on a mission, which I guess I was. I did my best slow strut as I walked toward the stairway. I had picked an adult motel with XXX movies and so there were a lot of open windows shades with guys watching movies and looking for a friend. As they heard my heels clicking on the walkway they would turn and wave so I smiled back but kept walking. I turned the corner to the stair's and saw a vending room so went in to get a drink for my drive to a famous Trannyclub that I knew about. Just as I was leaning over to get my drink I heard the door open and heard someone say "damn now that's a fine ass, "I turned to see who was admiring my ass and there stood an older man about 45 or so in gray cutoff sweats and a tank top holding his cock. I walked to him as I told him that, "that looked pretty good too." I handed him my drink and ask him to "be a dear and open it for me so I wouldn't break a nail." For the first time in my life I reached out and grabbed another cock besides mine. It felt so fucking good I just had to rub it and stroke it thru his sweats. He said " if you want to find out just how good it is come on back to my room." As I was telling him, "I didn't have time right now," my left hand was on his chest pushing him back against the door. I told him to," keep the door closed," as my hand that wasn't stroking his cock pulled the drawstring on his shorts. With my left hand I reached in and cupped his balls and pushed the front down so I could get at his cock. I let go of his cock to reach and grab it in the flesh. It was now hard and I saw a drop of precum ooze out of the tip. "OH GOD YES," is all I heard as I squatted to come face to face with that beautiful hard cock. My mind was racing as I thought about what I was about to do. As I stroked it I flicked my tongue over the tip, tasting it and loving it. I had to have it. I opened my lips and slid them over the head and down the shaft a couple of inches, then back to the rim of the head, then back further this time and I fucking knew I was hooked on this. I was now a cocksucker, and in just a few minutes I would be a cum drinking cock sucker. He moaned, "God that feels so fucking good." I was getting into it and taking more and more of his cock when I heard him say,"You are such a good slut and a cocksucking whore". That was what I had wanted to hear for so long. It just made me want to give the best blowjob I could. He said, "look at me you fucking slut while you're sucking my big cock." I did, batting my eye's in a slutty way as I sucked that fuck stick in my mouth. Then I started to work my lips faster and faster, back and forth , back and forth. He put his hands on my head and started diving his cock deeper and deeper until I was taking it all like a true slut and loving it. My left hand was still playing with his balls and my right was now in my crotch rubbing my imprisoned cock, wishing I could free it but knowing that at this time that was impossible. He really started fucking my face faster, all the while calling me, "A cocksucking slut and cocksucking whore." Then I felt it get harder and his balls jump AND KNEW IT WAS ABOUT TIME FOR MY FIRST LOAD OF CUM. I started sucking harder and moaning like a thirsty whore. I pulled away long enough to tell him to please cum in my mouth and went back to sucking as hard as I could. That was all it took, he grabbed my head and shoved that cock as far ass it would go and shouted, "here it cums you fucking slut, drink that cum, suck it all out, you fucking whore." Then I felt the first of 8 spurts of hot thick cum hit my tongue. I took it all and held it in my mouth so that every taste bud in my mouth would be covered in cum. I couldn't believe I had another man's cum in my mouth. BUT I DID and I loved it. Only after I had it all and he pulled his cock from my lips did I swallow it as I said, "wow , I know now what I want, cum cum and more cum." I stood up as he was tying his drawstring and thanked him for the big juicy load of cum and he told me, "I've got another load for your ass if you want it." I told him, "maybe later when I get back." I kissed him and straightened my dress as he held the door open for me. As I passed him he grabbed my ass cheek and told me, "call my room when you get back." I told him I would and started down the stairs to my car. As I got in I saw him standing in front of his door holding that cock I had just sucked dry. I smiled to myself as I got in and put the mirror so I could touch up my lipstick. When I saw myself I winked and said, "HI I'm Sally and I'm a cocksucking cum drinking whore and before this night is over I plan on getting my hot ass fucked too." Sally's First Black I watched my wife Sally as she emerged from the shower. Droplets of water glistened on her large breasts and fell from her short blonde hair. As she raised her arms to towel off her hair, I got a full view of her body. Like a sculpture by Rubens, she has strong calves and full thighs. She has a slightly rounded belly above the "v" of flesh that points to her pussy. She looks like a fertile and ripe field ready to be plowed by a hard cock. Many cocks have plowed that field and planted their seed in that round belly. Since we started swinging just a year ago, Sally has taken on over 20 strangers, pulling them into her and letting them fill her or cover her with their sperm. Tonight was going to be a new adventure for my 40-something wife. An equal opportunity slut, she was going to fuck her first black man. "How does this look," Sally asked. She had pulled on a black teddy that covered her torso and arms with see-through lace. Her firm 38C breasts pushed against the fabric, the nipples tantalizing the eye through the material. "Oh yeah, you look hot," I replied, "But you had better put on that vest I bought for you a few years ago. This show is just for him and me." We were going to meet a gentlemen who had contacted us over the Internet. Like all of our previous sexual adventures, he was a stranger. We knew he would be black and he knew Sally would be a blonde in black lace top. It was New Year's Eve and we would be meeting in a local bar. We intended to end the year 2000 with a bang. Sally pulled on some tight black pants, put on the vest, threw on a coat and we headed out of the hotel. Once in the bar we both ordered drinks and Sally ordered a stiff one (a stiff drink, that is, she would be dealing with stiff cocks later). Being a little drunk helps loosen her up for the initial meeting. It was only 7:00 pm so the bar was relatively empty. As we sat the table with our drinks, we saw a large black man walk in. He ordered a drink and surveyed the scene. After around 5 minutes he walked over and introduced himself. His name was John, what an appropriate name for a man who would soon be fucking my whore wife. John was a very interesting man and our conversation went on for around fifteen minutes. After he excused himself to use the bathroom, Sally leaned over to me, "I'm ready if you are." When John returned, we gave him directions to our hotel and the room number. Once back in the hotel room, Sally took off everything but the teddy and waited for her John to arrive. In back the snap crotch on the outfit rode up between her ass checks a little bit and in front it barely covered the blonde hairs of her pussy. We heard a knock and I let John into the room. Sally walked up to him, threw her arms around his neck and gave him a deep tongue kiss. John was around 6' 4" and Sally is 5' 7." To see my wife in the arms of this large black man made my cock stiffen. Sally's right hand fell from around John's neck and down to his crotch, where she rubbed his cock. "Oooh, you're hard already," she breathed. Then she started unbuttoning his shirt. Rubbing his chest, she turned from him to me, "Let me give my husband a little attention too." Sally walked over and started undoing my pants; behind her John was stripping as quickly as he could. After he was nude she walked back to him and pushed in down on the bed. Kneelling at the foot of the bed, she took his cock in her mouth and began sucking. I finished undressing and stroked my dick as I watched my slut wife giving head to this black stranger. His thick 8" cock slid in and out of her mouth. Sally stopped for a moment and beckoned me over. "I'll suck both of you" she said as she sucked my cock into her mouth. John stood up and we both stood above my wife as she suck first one cock and then the other. "Are you ready to fuck me?" she asked John. "Why don't we let your husband fuck you first," he replied. "Then you sit back on the bed and I'll suck you while he fucks me from behind," said Sally. John settled back on the bed and Sally leaned on her elbows between his legs. Once again, the large black cock plunged in and out of her mouth, her blonde hair brushing his thighs. As she sucked, she raised her ass, spread her legs and I pushed my cock in her pussy. By now she was so wet that I slid in without any trouble. Soon Sally was bouncing back and forth between my cock in her pussy and his cock in her mouth. After a few minutes John and I changed places. As I sat back on the bed with my cock in her mouth, I saw my slut wife spread her legs to let the black stranger shove his cock in her cunt. "Fuck her hard," I coached. John slowly rammed his cock hard into Sally's pussy, pushing her forward. She raised her head from my cock. With each of his thrusts she squealed in ecstasy. "I love to have cocks pounding my pussy," she said between squeals. "Unhh, unhh, unhh," she grunted as he thrust even harder. "Would you like to be on top?" John asked. "Oh yes," Sally replied. John laid down on the bed and Sally straddled him, guiding his cock into her pussy. "Oh, that feels great," she said as she rode up and down on the long hard cock. "Suck your husband too," John prompted. I climbed on the bed so Sally could take my cock in her mouth. "Your wife is so hot," John gasped, "I would like to cum but this is just too good to end." John and I took turns fucking my wife in her cunt and her mouth in various ways for around 30 minutes. "I think I am ready to cum," I told them both. "Sally, I want to cum on your face." Sally laid on her back and spread her legs. John settled between them, ramming his cock repeatedly in her pussy. Sally took my cock in her mouth and started sucking. Seeing my wife on her back with her legs spread and a long hard black cock plunging into her was too much for me. I pulled my cock out, jerked on it a couple of times, and laid a stream of cum across her cheeks and lips. I spurted several more times, until Sally had cum running down both sides of her face. She wiped it with her hand and then licked her hand. "How do you plan on cumming, John?" she asked. "I want to cum all over your breasts," he replied, "but not yet." For the next forty minutes I watched as this black stranger plowed into my wife's pussy from different positions. At one point she was on her back and bent nearly in two with her legs over his shoulders. They were going at it so hard that John was sweating. At another point she was on her back with her legs wrapped around his waist as he plunged into her. I walked behind him and watched as his dark cock plowed into my wife's white pussy. What a fascinating sight. I wished I could watch him shudder as his cock sent stream after stream of sperm into my slut wife's body. But he had asked to cover her breasts with cum and she was going to fulfill his wish. Finally he started to shudder and pulled out. Straddling her chest, John shot his semen all over my wife's 38C tits. He came and came and came, covering her white flesh with his even whiter sperm. "Thank you," he said as he climbed off. "No, no, thank you," said Sally as she rubbed his sperm into her skin. Lying on her back Sally rubbed all of John's cum into her flesh as he dressed and left. Then the two of us talked. Her first black fuck had been an excellent way to end 2000. And a great way to begin my slut wife Sally's 2001 sex odyssey. Sally's First Black First let me introduce myself to you. I am Sally and I am white. Last fall I passed my 30th year and I don't think I have fully experienced life to this point. I am not a virgin and am sexually active when I want to be. In fact, I love sex. I have never been married but have had several really deep and meaningful relationships. I have a body which I see as designed for sex. I am 5'8" tall; long legs; have generous, sensitive, size DD breasts; have a flat tummy and a trimmed love mound; I primarily enjoy vaginal sex and love the feeling I get after morning sex when a man's cum moves around inside me as the day goes on and my co-workers and students don't know why I am always smiling. I do anal sex when I really want a man inside of me but don't have my diaphragm handy. I do not like the feel of latex covered cocks inside my vagina and would rather go bareback, unprotected rather than have a condom in me. I have been teaching elementary school since I graduated from college and, in the process of expanding my dimensions, enrolled in a weekend MBA program designed for working people. We only met two weekends a month (Friday night and Saturday) with our instructors and have projects and assignments to complete between sessions. But, that is another adventure I will have to tell you about. I graduated with my MBA this spring and am anxious to explore my possibilities. As soon as school was out for the summer I closed up my condo and packed my new red car with clothing and my essentials. I have included my diaphragm just in case I get lucky. My roommate from college lives in the DC area with her husband and they have invited me to stay with them while I do my job search. I have never been to DC and I want to explore the job possibilities in that area now that I have my new MBA in my hand. I had never met my ex-roomies husband so you may understand my surprise when my very petite friend, who had only dated white men in college, and this big black man met me at their apartment door. They are both musicians and had created a mutual bond which resulted in marriage. They were living in a one bedroom apartment so naturally the not too comfortable couch in the living room was my designated bed. It was quite a cozy arrangement but not always convenient for any of us. One Wednesday night they invited one of their musician friends over to dinner and to meet me. Roomie was match making. We got along well and because he was close friends with roomie and hubby, I felt secure and relaxed in his presence. Oh, I failed to mention that Tom was a black musician. Now, over the years, I have rubbed shoulders with people of all races, and have had blacks in my classes at college and in the classes I teach at school, but I have never before shared a meal with a black man or been in a room where black people composed half of the population as was happening right now. We had a nice conversation about the area and what my job prospects might be. We retired to the living room for a few drinks and there were a few jokes made about Tom and I sitting together on my bed. (There were only 2 chairs and the sofa in the living room.) The evening ended pleasantly. Tom even kissed me on the cheek, as he did also to my ex-roomie, when he left. Tom visited regularly for the next week. We joked and teased and generally felt comfortable as new friends. He had several gigs in the evening and on the weekend so while he dropped into the apartment during the day to chat or bring something by, we went to hear him play in the evening – and of course have a few drinks. He always came over to our table during his breaks and talked with us. Several times during the breaks while they were playing canned music, he would ask me to dance. He smelled good. He held my hand as we walked to and from the small dance floor. He had long, graceful musicians fingers and would often touch me as we talked. The second week Tom offered me the use of the empty spare bedroom in his apartment. There was no pressure, I was tired of sleeping on the uncomfortable living room sofa, and I thought my friend and her hubby would enjoy getting back some privacy. I said yes after a few minutes of thought. Tom's place was a small 2 bedroom apartment with one shared bathroom between the bedrooms. There were doors that could be closed and locked on both sides. Well, Tom had been living alone for too long and was not careful about closing or locking doors when he showered, dressed, or used the bathroom. The first time I popped into the bathroom and saw Tom in the act of drying off after his shower was an eye opener. There he is, standing nude just outside the shower drying his head with both hands up and the towel covering his face. He did not know I was there and I quickly backed out. However, I had seen his flaccid, uncircumcised penis hanging down to what seemed nearly to his knees. I am no prude and I have experienced my share of cocks since giving away my virginity. In fact I have a younger brother, but I have never seen such a beautiful cock in all my life. I had never crossed the racial line and I knew that my Dad would really be upset if he ever heard, but I knew I wanted to feel that fantastic cock inside me. Tom showed me every aspect of respect and was not looking at me as a sexual object but simply as a friend who needed a place to stay. I needed to change that perspective. I began to be a little more like Tom in my habits around the apartment like not closing or locking doors. I began leaving my bra off around the apartment when Tom was home. I began taking my time to dress in the morning and being sure that Tom had plenty of chances to see me in my brief sleepwear. The Fourth of July celebration on the Washington Mall was coming up and Tom offered to take me. The Beach Boys and other groups would be on stage and then the fireworks at night were to be fantastic. Early on the Fourth we took the Metro transit train to the Washington Mall. Tom had packed a cooler and we took a blanket to sit on. The music was loud, the day was hot, the beer was cold, and the weed was relaxing – it also made me really horny. When the sun went down we were lying on the blanket on the mall among thousands of people, enjoying the concert and waiting for the fireworks. To me, Tom was the only one there. Tom put his hand lightly on my leg. (I had worn a sundress without a bra in anticipation of the hot sun.) I did nothing to deter him and he began tenderly stroking my leg above the knee. We were both feeling euphoric from the sun, the beer, and the pot and in fact I felt like I was in a trance. His stroking was beginning to send shivers throughout my body. His long soft fingers felt so right on my skin. I reached out with my hand and touched his chest. Nothing extreme, just reassuring him that it was okay to touch me. Tom's hand began to slid up under my skirt and I continued to stroke his chest and play with his nipples letting him know that I was still good with what he was doing. The fireworks started and I have never enjoyed a fireworks display more than I did that night. After the finale we simultaneously rolled toward each other and kissed. This was our first real kiss and I can still remember how velvety soft his lips were and his tongue felt so good as he teased my lips and we played tongue tag in our mouths. While we were kissing he put his hand on my breast. I put both of my hands on his head to fully open my body to him and returned his kisses with a passion that I did not know was in me. We continued caressing each other blatantly and intimately as the other mall celebrants headed toward the transit entrance. Tom's finger was in my pussy and my hand was inside his shorts on his cock when he said, "Let's take this home." I looked around and the mall was nearly deserted and the clean-up crew was already picking up the litter. We had been necking and petting as thousands of people walked past us and I had not noticed anyone but Tom. We held hands and exchanged kisses on the Metro and in the car to Tom's apartment. As soon as we got inside his apartment, Tom put the cooler and blanket aside and took me in his arms. We kissed as if we could not get enough of each other, tongues and mouths exploring every little detail. Tom took me by the hand and led me into his bedroom. While kissing me, he removed my dress. There I was, clad only in my panties which by this time were involuntarily soaked with my love fluids. He slid out of his clothes, pulled off my panties, laid me on the bed and began to worship me with his hands and his mouth. He drank my juices and chewed and sucked my clit until I thought I would burst. He caressed my sensitive breasts and played with my nipples which were standing out like pencil erasers at this point. Then it was my turn to give his tremendous cock some attention. I rolled him over so I was on top and moved down to his knees where I proceeded to lick and caress my way up to his now very thick and erect cock. Tom was leaking pre-cum from the tip as I pulled back his sheath. I spread the tangy drops of moisture around his velvet head with my tongue. I did not know if I would be able to get his penis head in my mouth, but I knew I was going to try. I swirled my tongue over and around his cock head and was able, just barely, to get the head in my mouth. I sucked and swirled and he seemed to get even bigger. He pulled me up and placed the tip of his cock right at the lips of my vagina. Thankfully I came to my senses at that moment and said, "Tom, I need to use the bathroom first." I stumbled through the bathroom to my bedroom and rummaged through my things until I found my diaphragm. I went into the bathroom, peed and put my diaphragm in place. Tom was lying on his back. He had been watching me in the bathroom. He took me in his arms when I came back to the bed and began kissing me again. I put a pillow under my butt to give him better access to my pussy and he again placed his cock at my entrance after rubbing up and down my slit several times to coat his penis head with my juices. The head seemed to just pop in and Tom, sensing that this might be my biggest cock ever, slowly fucked in and out. He went a little deeper into me with each tender thrust. It was obvious that he did not want to hurt me and wanted to allow time for my vagina to adjust to his size. After what seemed like forever, he was fully inserted and began to move slowly in and out. He would pull back until he was almost all the way out and then push all the way back in. I started to feel the beginning of my first orgasm and Tom must have sensed it coming as he began to move faster. I began moving to meet his thrusts and we could hear the squish of my vaginal liquids and the slap of flesh on flesh. I could feel his big ball sac slapping my ass just after the slap of our flesh as we came together. Our rhythm increased and my orgasm got closer and closer. "I'm going to cum," I said in his ear. "Don't stop. FUCK ME TOM! HARDER, HARDER." We came together. Me almost passing out and him shooting I don't know how many spurts of warm, thick cum deeper than I have ever had it before. I think he would have been in my uterus except for the diaphragm. We lay joined together until he got soft and began slipping out. Because he was so long, I don't think it would have come out at all if we had not moved. We rested side by side, gently caressing each other and talking love talk until he began to get hard again. I helped him get hard with my mouth, tasting our combined juices, and once he was fully erect I straddled him and began lowering myself onto his manhood. Even though I had been thoroughly stretched from our first time, I still had to go slow and work his cock into me carefully. Once I was fully seated we began to move together. We varied the rhythm and he varied the angle. Then he began fingering my clit and my body took over. I was out of control. I jerked back and forth as my second orgasm took over my body. I don't know if he came or not. By then the sun, beer, pot, and sex overcame us and we slept cuddled together until mid-morning. After going to the bathroom and cleaning up a bit we had some great morning sex.