A lot of white guys try to make love to a woman. I have a boyfriend for that. Other than him, I just like to be taken like a bitch and fucked and fill...d with cum. It was the early 80's at the time. No one had even heard of AIDS, so birth control pills and a little luck and I was good to go. Anyway, I digress - back to the part about the first black guy that fucked me.As usual, it was a Saturday night and I was at a downtown dance club with one of my prissy housemates looking to drink, dance and. He wasn't sure if all this was a good idea or not. Carly seemed happy, and his wife wasn't worried. Time would tell.But right now, he wanted to plant his seed where he knew it belonged ... deep in his wife's belly.Fifteen seconds later he went rigid again, and did exactly that.The next time he looked, Carly was gone. His wife was, as usual, groggy and sleepy after sex and he, as usual, was wide awake. He got up and covered Beth with the sheet. He started to put on shorts, but then decided that,. She walked to the door and turned to me and said, “Ms. Adams you are going to call my dad and tell him that we talked and everything is ok. You are not going to mention what happened here. And at 7 tonight I’m going to come by your house and we can ‘talk’ about this in more detail.” I just nodded in agreement as Beth walked out of my office. I could feel my pussy dripping into my panties and I had no idea what I was going to do. The excitement of what had just happened was amazing, but quickly. The scene in my car.Me: Hey SMS, how are you feeling? Are you high?SMS: Yeah. A slight buzz is there.Me: OK. Can I tell you something?SMS: What?Me: I find you extremely sexy. Can we fuck?I was straight to the point – no beating around the bush. Women love when men are straightforward. There was a moment of silence. She didn’t talk. I started driving to her place. On the way, she told me to stop. I stopped.SMS: So where do you want to fuck?Me: Are you sure?SMS: Yes. I haven’t experienced huge.