The morning after my first gangbang I felt really terrible. I’m not meaning just my body, though my pussy was sore enough, it was still percolating through what had happened the night before. I had done things with four men that shocked me but what particularly frightened me was I had enjoyed it, really enjoyed it. Truth be told I was worried I might never experience that unbridled passion again. Desires had been awakened in me and a need to experience them again.
On my next date with my fiancé Joe I dressed as sexily as I dared without raising his suspicions. There was no way I could tell him what I had done on his birthday but I felt guilty and this was a way of purging my guilt. I wore a very tight, black mini-dress under which I had a black lace bra squeezing my 36 C boobs together in a generous cleavage very visible in this low cut dress. I had a pair of skimpy black see-through knickers under which ran a black lace suspender belt with red bows to match my bra and a slinky pair of black 15 denier seamed stockings. I considered shaving my pussy as Joe was always begging me to but I reckoned that was a bit OTT and would definitely cause him to wonder. My parents were out for the evening and when Joe arrived he told me how well I looked. I brought him into the living room which had the curtains drawn and a single lamp lit in one corner. I sat down with my legs slightly apart to give Joe a quick flash of my stockings and skimpy panties – his face told me he liked what he saw and as he sat down beside me I noticed a bulge appearing at his crotch. I leaned over and began slowly and sexily kissing him giving him lots of tongue. His breathing was already becoming laboured and I was enjoying taking the initiative. He reached out and let his hand rest on my left breast but I told him to wait, it was my turn tonight. I allowed my hand to brush his hard and I felt it jerk up towards me as my hand passed over it. My fingers found his fly and I slowly undid it to release his manhood. His cock wasn’t as big as Billy’s but it was still nearly 7″ and thick. My mouth opened as my head neared his prick and I slipped it into my mouth. ‘Oh that’s beautiful – keep going’ pleaded my fiancé as each slow bob of my head up and down let his shaft ease deeper into my mouth. It was my intention to blow him completely and let him come in my mouth as I had done with the lads last night but I found it increasingly unpleasant to have his dick in my mouth. I removed his cock for a second and kissed him – I struggled to return it to my mouth again – I blurted out ‘I’m sorry Joe – I can’t do it anymore’. He reassured me ‘ don’t worry love, that’s longer than you’ve ever done it before – it’ll become easier the more often you do it’. I couldn’t understand how I had wanted to suck other men’s cocks last night – the pleasure I’d received from their loads shooting down my throat – I felt so guilty I couldn’t suck my boyfriend off. I stood up and faced Joe as my fingers undid the zip of my dress and it slipped to the floor. I stepped away from it and stood with my legs apart, gently but provocatively swaying in front of Joe. His face told me he was consuming every inch of me with his eyes and my sexy underwear was setting his crotch on fire. I lowered my panties just clear of my beaver and asked Joe to take them off the rest of the way with his teeth. He enjoyed it, his nose tickling my pussy as he gripped my knickers in his teeth. I was sorely tempted to pull his face into my crotch and ask him to eat me but I resisted the temptation. No need to rush. I stood back from him with my legs apart to let him ogle me from head to toe but his gaze remained intent on my pubes. I lay down on the floor, legs spread wide and said ‘ride me – I want to feel you inside me’. His trousers were at his knees in a second and his underpants followed just as quickly – he then positioned himself between my thighs. The knob of his cock forced the lips of my pussy apart as it made it’s way into my love canal. My hands gripped his tight buns and I pulled him deep inside me. He commenced a slow deliberate rhythm in and out of my cunt with his prick. His breathing became faster. I knew he wasn’t going to last much longer before he came in me and I tried to position myself under him to gain maximum stimulation from his shaft. The ride was pleasant but it wasn’t setting me on fire the way the four cocks had done last night. Joe’s back-side sped up and I knew he was about to come without me. The magic and excitement just wasn’t there. When his cum hit my insides I knew Joe would never be able to excite my pussy and make it burn like it had last night. I slipped from under Joe and went to the bathroom to clean myself and slip a liner into my panties to soak up the rest of his cum. Why didn’t I enjoy it with Joe anything like I had the previous evening? What was missing – was it the cider or marijuana I’d drank with the boys – Joe’s cock wasn’t as big as Billy’s but it was as big or bigger than the others. Having dried off my beaver I dressed and made my way back up to the living room. Joe was like a puppy with two tails. ‘What was that for ‘ he asked? ‘A belated birthday present’ I answered – it wasn’t – but I couldn’t admit to him I still felt guilty about letting four strangers fuck me the night before.
We sat and chatted about our future together until my parents arrived back and Joe left to hitch a ride home. I went to bed to ponder my sexuality. I had gladly sucked the cocks of those men in the car last night – swallowed their cum and asked them to shoot it over me. Each of them had bucked me at least once and had come in me – I had enjoyed it – wanted it – begged for it. Tonight my future husband had failed to rouse me the way they had – I had gagged on his cock when I tried to suck him off – there was no doubt I could ever let him come in my mouth although I always took pleasure in letting him come over my body. Was I doomed to a married life of sexual frustration? I had only once before been sexually unfaithful to Joe. It had been at the office Christmas party. My boss – the owner’s son had gotten me drunk and fucked me in one of the guest rooms. I had gone home and cried myself to sleep. Was I going to have to go through life getting my pussy poked behind Joe’s back? It was either that or a life-time affair with a vibrator.
Some weeks afterwards I met Billy again at a dance. I spied him across the dance floor and my heart leapt. I made my way over and casually walked pass him looking the other way – had he spotted me – did he remember me – did he want to see me again? A tap on my shoulder and the request to dance answered all my questions. I looked at his blonde hair and beautiful green eyes and thought how handsome he looked. I thought of his big dick slipping into me and I felt a flush through my cunt as I soaked my knickers. My pussy was soaking wet at the thought of him riding me – this had never, ever happened to me before. I pressed close to him and looked up into his eyes as he leaned forward to kiss me. Our lips met and opened to allow our tongues to explore the other’s mouth – I pressed my crotch hard against the blossoming bulge in Billy’s pants and rubbed my crack backwards and forwards over it as it grew. I was behaving like a slut but I didn’t care. I wanted this man to ride me – I wanted to feel his big cock inside me and his hot cream to fill my insides. When the group stopped playing I followed meekly as he led me from the club. We walked down a dimly lit alleyway and stopped in a doorway. I kissed Billy with all the ferocity I could muster – I wanted him to take me – to make love to me – to feel him inside me – the more he kissed me the more impatient I became. I allowed my hand to run up and down the outside of his pants over his magnificent cock and I wet my knickers again. Just thinking about or touching his cock made my pussy run wet. I wanted him so much and I wanted him now. I undid his fly and brought his cock out – it was warm and pulsating. ‘Suck me off’ he said. The abruptness of his request took me aback. ‘I thought you wanted to ride me’ I replied. ‘Suck me off first’ he continued – I declined. He began to put his dick back in his trousers and I panicked. I wanted him – I’d dreamt of meeting him again since Joe’s birthday. I wanted him to ride me and I knew he wasn’t going to unless I gave him a blowjob. I looked up into Billy’s eyes and pleaded’ if you promise – you’ll fuck me afterwards – you’ll not just come in my mouth and leave’.
What a slut I am – I’d promised him a blowjob and asked him to fuck me afterwards. ‘Sure – no problem – that’s what I intended’ he assured me as he let his prick fall free. I dropped onto my knees and strained to get his massive cock into my mouth. My head bobbed fast backwards and forwards in the hope he’d come quickly. He had different ideas – he made me blow him for ages – each time I thought he was coming he’d hold my head still and gently fuck my face till he calmed down again. I didn’t know how long he was going to make me keep this up, my knees were sore and my jaw was aching – then I felt him grip the back of my head and make me bob faster. His cock was going further and further into my mouth and down my throat as he forced me faster and faster – I tried to pull back but he pushed his cock all the further into my mouth each time he thrust forward. I started to gag and feel sick – I tried to ask him to stop but I couldn’t speak with his cock so far down my throat – his hot cum exploded against the back of my throat. His cum gushed down my throat or into my mouth each time his cock drew out as he kept riding my face. There seemed to be so much hot spunk spurting from his cock into me.
I stood up and lifted my skirt to my waist as he pulled my knickers down – exposing my beaver. He still had the same hard and he pressed it between my legs parting my pubes – I used my hand to guide the head of his cock between the lips of my cunt – ‘ shaft me’ was all that was said. He pressed forward and his huge dick started to make it’s way inside me – it hurt – I wasn’t used to such a big cock – last time one of his mates had bucked me first, I had been loosened up before I’d had to take Billy’s mammoth dick. He realised I was still too tight and rather than force it he began riding me with not much more than the head of his shaft in me. My cunt was seriously stretched around his big prick but I was enjoying it and with each stroke it hurt less. He continued to fuck me till I asked ‘put it further in I can take more of you now’. He inched his massive cock into me a little at a time as my cunt warmed to it’s task – eventually his pubes met mine – he was in completely. My pussy was straining from the size of the cock inside it – heightening my sensation as it slipped in and out bringing me to an orgasm. This was only the second time in my life a prick inside me had made me come – Billy had been involved on both occasions. He kept on riding me through to another two climaxes before I felt him issue forth soaking my insides with his love cream. As his balls drained into me I told him how good he’d been and how his big cock was the only one who made me come. He laughed and replied ‘you can have my cock in your tight little cunt anytime love’. He’d called me love – did he mean it – no, probably not – besides I was engaged to be married. Oh Joe – I’d forgotten all about him as Billy had poked my pussy – I’d been unfaithful to him yet again – I’d enjoyed Billy fucking me so much nothing else mattered. I still felt the tingle in my cunt of his big cock and it tickled as his cum started to ooze out of me and down my legs. I pushed against his softening shaft to plug my crack and stop his cum leaking out. He moaned. I realised he liked this and he thought I was starting again. I began riding him gently, short easy thrusts until him member grew and filled my pussy again. His rhythm matched mine and I forgot Joe once more as Billy’s shaft made me forget everything but the searing heat in my cunt. Billy fucked me through two more orgasms before he wet my insides again. I clung to him as I felt his cock soften and slip out. I was sad to lose something which gave me so much pleasure. Billy put his cock away and I pulled up my knickers and used a tissue to dry the juices of both of us running down my legs. Billy walked back to the club with me before kissing me good-bye and rejoined his mates. He’d fucked me and now he was pissing off with his mates – he didn’t want to spend any more time with me. I felt used and dirty. I’d permitted Billy ride me twice – I’d given him a blowjob – allowed him to come in my mouth – swallowed his cum – yet as soon as we were back he fucked off with his mates. His cum hadn’t finished draining into my knickers and he was away. Joe may not turn me on like Billy does but I always feel like a lady after we make love – not like the tart I felt now. I met up with Hazel and told her what happened – she couldn’t believe what I’d done and I swore her to secrecy. I saw Billy a few times after that – to be honest I let him screw me each time because I couldn’t resist that fabulous cock of his or how it made me feel but I was using him as much as he was using me.
In August Joe left for two years to go to college in London – leaving me at home in Belfast during term-time. We wrote nearly every day and spoke on the phone at week-ends. I missed him terribly and when he didn’t come home for Christmas I started going to a dances with Hazel. I met Joe’s best mate Trevor there and spent most of the night dancing and talking to him about Joe. We both had quite a bit to drink and during one of the slow numbers I cuddled into him and he kissed me. I knew it was wrong – I knew exactly where it was leading but I hadn’t had any sex for over three months. Trevor was the last person I should be kissing but that just made it all the more exciting. Doing the thing I shouldn’t always turned me on. I returned his kiss and started to push my box against him. He pushed back and I could feel him getting a hard on. He asked if I wanted to go for a walk – I nodded yes – if I was to say anything it would have to be no but it was easy just to nod in assent. We walked to Trevor’s car and sat together in the back. Trevor began kissing me again and we snogged for a few minutes. He hadn’t so much as put a hand on my tits and I was getting wet. ‘Have you ever cheated on Joe’ he asked. I knew if I said no it would be quits ‘ yes a few times – he knows I’ve gone out with a couple of blokes but he doesn’t know I let them ride me’ I had told Trevor enough for him to know he could confidently make his move on me and sure enough his hand glided up my leg – under my skirt and onto my box. I made the customary groans to encourage him and his hand moved inside my knickers and onto my crack. I had parted my legs just enough to give him easy access without cheapening myself and his middle finger found my throbbing clit. He seemed to play with it for ages before his other fingers began opening the lips of my pussy – I slipped my knickers off and raised my skirt to let him ride me. ‘Trevor we shouldn’t’ I said. ‘Do you want to stop’ he asked – I didn’t reply – I was afraid he might. His dick was disappointingly small and with it fully home I hardly knew it was in. He fucked away at me till he came and his cum squirting inside me was the only pleasure he’d given me since his finger left my clitoris. I pulled my knickers back on and he drove me home in silence. I hadn’t enjoyed fucking with Trevor but it did get round the rest of Joe’s mates and they all started asking me out – they were round my pussy like bees round honey. I could have two-timed Joe with strangers but it was so much more exciting to let his mates ride me. I felt I let Joe down every time their cum shot into me but it didn’t stop me – the closer friend he was to Joe the more I enjoyed him fucking me. All his mates bucked me but no one ever said to Joe. I was on the pill and never used any other contraceptive – I don’t enjoy a fuck properly if the man doesn’t shoot his load deep into my belly. I had plenty of his friends doing that during his first year at college.
Joe’s parents weren’t very well off so he stayed on working in London over the summer to earn extra money for college. I went over to spend the holidays with him working as a Temp for one of the secretarial agencies. Female Temps seem to be considered fair game and every boss I worked for tried his hand. I told Joe about the fat, balding ugly ones but not the young good looking ones. All of them tried some ploy or other to get into my knickers – the most common was to stroke my leg asking about the type of nylons I was wearing or they would pat my bum or accidentally brush against my tits and tell me how big they looked – were they hand reared? Most of them were just dirty sleazy old men but just occasionally you met one who was really nice and I would succumb to his charms. More than once I was screwed from behind – my bare tits pressed into the boss’s desk. Joe never suspected – he never thought ill of me – my greatest protection was his naivety – Joe is exceptionally clever but he lives in his own little world and sees the best in practically everyone.
We were living in the same building but in different bedsits. The first week-end I’d arrived Joe fucked me a dozen times in every position we could get into but later in the week our landlord caught Joe slipping back upstairs one morning and he asked us to leave. We found a furnished flat in Upton Park beside West Ham soccer ground. A mixed race family lived above us and we shared the same front door. Ritchie and Eva had a beautiful daughter, Karen who was the most lovely colour – a beautiful blend of black and white. Joe didn’t get on with Eva, he found her course and vulgar and she never hid the fact she had been on the game( a prostitute ). He didn’t like the way she kept suggesting I was missing out by having a white lover or how lucky she was to have a man as big as Ritchie poking her. We rarely socialised with them but when Joe had to travel home to visit his dad in hospital Ritchie and Eva invited me to their party to save me being on my own.
The partygoers consisted mainly of white females of all ages and young black men. As the evening livened up and the drink flowed many of them disappeared into the bedrooms to shag. I had felt awkward and drank too much to compensate. I was bursting for a pee and had the toilet door locked, my skirt up and knickers down ready to piss before I noticed Ritchie’s nephew standing in the dark peeing into the wash-hand basin. I couldn’t hold on so I sat down and went with my flow. My eyes became accustomed to the gloom and I could make out the size of Raj’s cock. It wasn’t hard but it was bigger than any prick I’d ever seen and I wondered just how big it would be if it was hard. Raj caught me looking at his member and smiled – he reciprocated my lust as he watched me pat my beaver dry. I was tempted to leave my knickers round my ankles and kiss him but I made do with giving him an eyeful of my pubs as I pulled up my panties. I walked over to wash my hands – Raj stood close behind me. He placed a hand on each of my tits and began kneading them as the water sprayed over my fingers. I could play hard to get and make him work for my pussy or I could turn round and experience one of my oldest fantasies – to be fucked by a big black dick. My pussy won and I span round to be enveloped in a solid embrace. His lips were big and full and covered all of my mouth as we exchanged tongues. I was worried about the enormity of his prick – I could feel it hard against me as it peeked proudly out the top of his trousers. I began kissing his knob as my fingers got to work on my pussy. His cock was too big to take into my mouth but I kissed up and down the shaft as I opened his trousers. I pulled my panties off as I continued to shower affection on his erection. I was stroking my clit with my left hand as I worked one – two – three – four of my fingers into my cunt. A little more fingering on my clit and I had all four fingers and my thumb inside me up to my second knuckles. He was coming – my mouth moved to the end of his knob – I drank his hot cream as I let it spurt into my mouth. ‘Don’t worry I come quickly but I can keep going again and again’ he apologised. I was frightened he would hurt me when he entered me and I forced my hand to widen my cunt as far as I could. He pulled me up and turned me against the door before he pulled my skirt up round my waist. ‘I’m going put my dick in your little white pussy – is this the first time you’re ever had black meat’? ‘Yes’ I stammered. ‘ Don’t worry I’ll be gentle – I‘ll put it in a little at a time till you get used to it – then you’ll wonder how you ever lived without it’ he carried on. He was true to his word and eased it in very gently – not rushing – waiting till I was ready each time before invading me with more black cock. I felt my cunt was going to tear as he forced it back and forth into me. The more he bucked me the more I got used to it and before it was completely in I was confidently asking for it all. I was near to coming when I felt a hot spurt of spunk in my belly. ‘Please don’t stop – please – I’m nearly there’ I begged. ‘Don’t worry, give me a second to recover and I’ll go again – like I promised’ he chided. Without losing his erection he began riding me again – hard against the door. Thrusting his massive black dick deep into my tight, white pussy – he fucked me to two orgasms as he came in me a dozen times – each time he fired his load he shagged me gently for a few minutes before torturing my cunt exquisitely again and again. After he came in me I searched my memory ‘ had I taken my pill’, the thought that it was a black man’s cum in me made it all the more exciting – but I didn’t want him knocking me up – how could I explain a black baby. I’ve never known anyone to keep an erection for so long – through so many climaxes and my pussy was raw and sore before his cum oozed into me for the last time. I was glad to pull my knickers up and head back to the party. Eva greeted me as I entered the lounge ‘well was it as good as I said it would be’? I feigned surprise. ‘We all heard the two of you fucking in the toilet – don’t come the innocent with me – I know you had your first taste of black cock and from the flush on your cheeks you enjoyed it as much as I said you would’ Eva cajoled. She continued ‘you’ll never be content with Joe’s puny dick now’ with a silly self-satisfied grin on her face. I wanted to hit her but settled for ‘ Joe’s prick is big enough for me – size doesn’t matter’ I lied. ‘Who are you trying to kid – you’ll never enjoy a ride from Joe again after tonight’ sneered Eva. I refused to add I didn’t enjoy it with Joe before tonight so it would make little difference.
True to form Eva tried to mix it with Joe when he got back from Belfast and told him I’d let Ritchie’s nephew fuck me at their party but Joe didn’t believe her and informed her that I wouldn’t let anyone ride me – much less a black man. I wasn’t a tart and a whore like her – I thought she was going to explode. She threatened him and said of me ‘just wait and see, Marilyn will never be satisfied with you after having had a black man’. I was glad when that summer was over – I moved back home and Joe moved back to his old bedsit near the college. It had been a time of new experiences – Eva was right to some extent – no single white man ever fucked me so well as Raj did but I learned to make up in quantity what my lovers lacked in quality or to have them fuck me in strange or unusual circumstances. One of the most exciting rides I ever had was before Joe came back home from college. I was in a café with a number of his and my mates. We were sitting in one of the little booths and Artie had me on his knee. His hand wandered into my knickers and he started fingering me off. Before I knew it he had the head of his cock pressed against the lips of my pussy. Everyone at the table knew what he was doing to me and as I shifted to move away from him his prick popped into my cunt. It was fantastic to know a man’s cock was deep inside me as people – unaware I was being fucked – walked pass us in ignorance. The sensation of being bucked in such a public place was awesome. I’ll never forget that fuck and the looks of incredulity on the other girl’s faces as they realised Artie was coming inside me as they sat sipping their drinks. Joe arrived back and I had to behave myself once more or at least until after we were married – but more of that another day.