Finding What Sex About

Hi, my name is Judy and I'm an older, married woman.  I fell in love with my husband early in school and we went steady for years.  As the years went by, my body improved, my boobs grew to 38C, and a lot of the other boys made passes at me, but I loved my boyfriend and stayed true to him.

I would hear the stories from my girlfriends about all the stuff they did and what was done to them. I found it all exciting and loved hearing it all, but my boyfriend didn't really come on to me sexually. I figured when we got married, I would enjoy what my friends had.

But I found out I was wrong. He never really came on to me playfully, and just, mainly, did the basic missionary sex. No real foreplay and no oral sex. I even tried to give him a bj and I thought he would freak out on me.

But I still loved him and stayed with him. So, when I turned thirty-nine, we had been married for nineteen years, living this way. I even tried on some sexy outfits, but nothing changed a lot.

That was when my friend, Pam, decided to get married and invited us to her wedding. I hadn't seen her in a long time, because she lived far away, and we just lost contact. She was one of my wild friends and she had great stories for me, so I was going for sure.

She asked me to come out early for a girls' night out before she settled down. It had been a long time since I got to go out, party, have some drinks, and get to dance, so, I left early and he was to come out for the wedding.

I bought nice slacks and a blouse, with some sandals to dance in, and headed her way. I got to the hotel, changed, and went over to her place to meet up with all of them.  When I walked in, there were five of us there, but I didn't know the dress code.

All of them had on micro, miniskirts, or dresses, with low cut tops, stockings, and heels. They looked at me and laughed, as someone said, "Girl, this is girls' night out to party, you can't dress that way."

"Well, I didn't get the dress code for this," I said with a chuckle.

"That's because you never partied with us back in school," and that's when Pam took my hand and led me into her bedroom, where she started going through her stuff. She pulled out a black dress and handed it to me, "Change into this."

"There's not a lot to this," I tell her.

"Now you got the idea. Time for you to grow up and have some fun."

I slipped off my blouse and slacks, and slide it on.  Damn, it was short and low enough to show a lot of cleavage.  I said to her, "My bra shows," causing her to laugh as she said, "I guess you need to take it off."

I smiled at her, "These babies are not small."

"True, and it's time they got to be free." Then she went to a drawer and pulled out some stuff, throwing them on the bed. "You're going to need these too."

I saw it was stockings and garter belt, with a black, lacy thong.  She smiled and walked out, as she said, "They are all brand new."

I've never wore these types of clothes before, but I found myself putting it all on and taking off my bra. As I walked, I really knew I didn't have a bra on.

When I came out, all the girls looked surprised to see me dressed this way. They all said, "Damn, woman, the men will notice you," as I bounced my way out to the cars, and we headed out.

We pulled up to a club and I noticed it was a strip club.  "I've never been to one of these."

"You're almost forty, girl, so it's about time."

As I walked in, I noticed that a short distance away was a truck stop that was full of trucks.  It seemed to be a bit odd to have this club beside it.

The place was hopping and pretty full. The crowd was mixed with both men and women, but it didn't take me long to tell who the dancers were.  They were running around in a small G-string bikini, and you had to notice their cocks were straining inside them.

Pam poked me, "Stop drooling, girl! I know you're new to this!"  She was right, and she did know a bit about my home life with my husband, because we were that close of friends.

So, we got drinks, watched the show, and I loved seeing the guys bounce about and dancing.  A few times I thought a cock peeked out from under their bikinis. They did have a dance floor for the guests, and I noticed some of the dancers would pull girls up to dance with them.  The dancing seemed to be a bit on the slutty side, but I loved watching them.

After a few drinks one of the dancers came over and took my hand, trying to pull me to the dance floor.  I pulled back some, but Pam laughed at me and said, "Go dance," so I got led off. It was a slow dance, and he pulled me in tight, causing me to end up straddling his leg.  I could feel his cock pressing against me, as he held me tight, and my boobs were pressed into his chest. I've never danced this close to anyone in my life, but then his hand went to my ass and pulled me in tighter. I could feel his cock more as he ground into me and I knew this was totally wrong, but it felt so good to have a guy treat me like I was hot.  He walked me back to our table, and as he turned to leave, his hand brushed against my boob that was almost falling out.

I looked at Pam, "Damn, he got a bit carried away."

Pam smiled at me and said, "I noticed that, and I think you almost lost it out there." She was right about that.

We kept drinking and different dancers would pull us up and dance with us. With the drinks, and all this, I was having fun. I found myself grinding into their cocks and letting them play with my ass, a few even played with my boobs as we danced. This was all new to me, but I was having a great time.

As the night went on, I did notice one of the men sitting at the bar, kept watching me and giving me a thumb's up.  It made me feel good to have him checking me out, he must have been in his early twenties, but he was also a black male. I'm not racist but that was a bit new to me.

After a few more drinks and dancing, he walked over and pulled me on the dance floor. I guess he had watched me dance enough, because he pulled me in tight and his hands went wild over my ass.

I just danced away and found myself grinding into him too. He didn't complain, but he got a bit braver and brought one hand around, feeling my boob.  He seemed to like them, as he whispered into my ear, "Damn, you do have a nice ass and boobs."

"Well, thank you, Sir!"

I was loving it, because no man had treated me as if I was some sexy woman, and tonight a few men did that, as I realized I was getting horny from all of this.

The black guy took me back, but he sat down beside me and ordered some drinks. He started to chat away and told me, "My friends call me, Snake."

"Why do they call you that?"

"They just joked about it with me, and it stuck!"

As we chatted, I found out he was one of the truckers from next door and he drove all over the USA.  I laughed and said, "You must not be much of a family life."

He said, "I'm single and just live in the truck, as I travel all over."

As we continued to talk, he found my bare leg a few times and rubbed it under the table. I knew I should've slapped him, but it felt good to be admired as a sexy woman.

It got late and I decided it would be best to go back to my hotel, so I got up to leave and he offered to walk me out to my car to make sure I was safe. I let him walk me out, and he talked about going back to his truck and hitting the sack.

I mention it must be hard to live in a truck, but he just laughed and said," It's not all that bad. I have all I need in my truck," and started to tell me about it.

I then say to him, "That seems like a lot to fit in a truck."

"No, it's all there, and it works. Let me show you," and he turns me and leads me toward the truck stop. I should've said no but I didn't, as he opened the passenger side door and told me, "Take a look inside." However, to see it I had to climb into the truck, but as I climbed up, I felt his hand on my ass, giving me a push up, and as I got up his hand slid down my bare stockinged legs.

He jumped in and turned on all the lights, "See it's all here," and I saw it did have all the stuff he talked about. "Go ahead and look," he said as he pointed at his bunk area.  I stepped in and noticed he even had a good-sized bed in it. He saw me looking at it, "It's a waterbed."

"How can that be?" I asked.

"Well, it is, feel it!"  I stepped forward, leaned down to feel it, and I found it was a waterbed and it was warm.

"Is this heated?"

"Yes, you can't have a cold bed." As I stood back up, he stepped forward and pressed his body into my back side, as his hand slipped around my waist.  I could feel his cock press on my ass, and he leaned in, nibbling on my neck. He whispered in my ear, "You smell good and even taste good."

"Well, I guess thanks!" I said to him.

But then he whispered in my ear again, "Have you ever fucked in a waterbed?"

I've never had a man talk to me before like this, so I guess I was a bit surprise, as I said, "No."

His hands slid up and cupped both my boobs, as he said, "Well, you should try it sometime."

I giggled some and told him, "I will put it on my bucket list!"

He had my dress worked down enough to where my nipples were peeking out of it.  His finger rubbed them some and I did feel good. Then he whispered into my ear again, "Have you ever fucked a black man?"

Nervously I said, "No, I've only made it with my husband."

"I guess you need to put that on your bucket list," he said with a chuckle.

"I guess I will have too," I said with a grin on my face.

He has my dress down enough, so he can play with my boobs, as he grinds his cock against my ass.

As he nibbled on my neck some more, he whispered again into my ear, "You know, if you take this dress off, we can knock two things off you bucket list."

I kind of froze, as what he said sucked into my head, but now he was playing hard with my boobs and my nipples were rock hard.

Then softly he whispered again, "I would love to suck on these baby's," and as he said that his one hand slid down and slipped under my dress, sliding up to my wet pussy.  "Plus, I would love to eat this white pussy," he added as his finger slipped under my thong and found my overheating pussy.

That sent shivers through my body, since I'd never had that done to me and I'd only heard about it. "The feel of this pussy tells me you're more than ready for some action."

That was an understatement and caused me to say, "Oh, I don't know if I can do that."

"Don't worry about it, I will tell you what to do."

As I stood there, running all this through my head, I heard him whisper yet again, "You need to unbutton the front of your dress so you can take it off."

To my shock, I felt my hand unbuttoning the buttons, as he encouraged me, "You're doing a good job."

Then he took his hands off me and stepped back, "Okay, time to finish and take it off."

I found myself reach up, slide it off my shoulders, pull it down, and let it fall to the floor, so that I stood there in my stockings and thong.

"Turn around, Sweetie, so I can get a better look," he ordered me, so I turned around as he stared at me with a big smile.  I noticed my nipples were bigger than I've ever seen them.

"Damn, Sweetie, they even look bigger and better now," he told me as he reached out and pulled on them, causing a small moan to slip out of my mouth.

"Seems someone like that," he said with a chuckle, but then he added, "I like what I see, Sweetie, but it's time to get rid of that thong, so I can see that pussy and decide if I want to eat it."

I didn't think about what I was doing, because the only thing running through my head was him eating my pussy.  My hand reached down and slid the wet thong off my body, letting it also fall to the floor.

"Damn, Sweetie, it's been a long time since I've seen one with hair on it!"

"Well, I've had no reason to shave it," I said blushing.

"That's fine, but I think it's time for you to lay down on the bunk while I get ready." So, I moved over, laid down on the bed, and felt the warm water move about.  I looked over and saw that he was slowly taking off his clothes.

"You need to spread your legs so I can see that pussy better, Sweetie," he said to me. I slowly parted them, and he kept saying more.  So, I was lying naked, spread wide, with just a garter belt and stockings on, as I continued to watch him undress.

Then he pulled down his shorts and his cock came out. It looked so hard and blacker than his skin, but if was twice as big as my husband's.  I was a bit shocked at its size.

"Do you like it?" he asked me as he stroked it some.

"I didn't know, you're so big, and I don't know if I can take that," I told him.

He leaned forward and took my legs, spreading them farther apart, as he said, "Well, Bitch, we are past the thinking about it, we are doing it," that's when his face went down, finding my pussy, and caused me to scream, "Oh ho!"

His arms slipped around my legs as he pulled my pussy to his face. I squirmed as he did this, but he held me in a way that there was no way getting away from him.  But I didn't want to away from him, as he licked my pussy and clit, while he probed his tongue into my pussy.

I've heard my friends talk about this, but I never knew it was so good. As he continued to lick me, I knew I was going to cum, and my husband has never gotten me to cum, in the nineteen years we've been together.

I was getting a bit loud as he licked away, "Oh. damn, I'm going to cum!"

"That's what I'm doing this for, Bitch," he said pulling off my pussy. He barely got that out before I was cummings all over his face, but he just kept going.  With all the teasing he had done to me all night, I just didn't want it to stop.

I was getting close to chumming again and I think he knew it, so he stopped eating my pussy and slid up on top of me. He started nibbling hard on my nipple as he slid up, causing me to let out another, "Ooh ho!"

"You do seem to like that, but you're going to love this," he told me as I felt his hand guide his cock to my pussy. As I felt it, he pushed hard into me, causing the head to pop inside my pussy as I let out another gasp.

"I don't know..." I started to complain, but he interrupted me.

"Too late for that," and he pushed again, going deeper. "You're going to take it and get fucked with this black cock!" He pushed again, and as I moaned, he didn't seem to care, as he pushed again.

He was past where my husband has ended, and he kept going deeper. "Damn it, Bitch, you're almost like a virgin!" I was in pain, and my eyes watering, but he kept going.

"Relax, and take it, Bitch, you will love it once you get it all," but now he was slamming harder and pushing into me.  I screamed as I felt his balls hit my ass, but then he stopped and just let me get used to it, which caused the pain to die down some.

"Okay, wrap your legs around me and hold on," he ordered me. I was still trying to recover, when he told me again, "I told you, you do what I tell you, so wrap your legs around me and hold on." So, I slid my legs around him as he started to slowly fuck in and out of me.  "That's it," he said as he started to fuck a bit faster and harder.

I could hear myself moan louder, but then I felt him chumming and I knew I was about to cum myself. I came again and I felt his cock moving easier in and out of my juices, which were lubing me up.

"That's it, Bitch, cum for me," but now he was fucking me longer and harder.  I felt my body bounce on the waterbed, as he drove me into it, and all I knew, was that I was pulling my pussy to him, as I screamed again, "Oohh, yes!"

Then I felt him slam hard into me and just keep pushing into me. I knew why, because he was blowing his load into me, filling my pussy. He just kept pushing as I felt more filling me and it didn't seem like it was going to stop.

When he finished, he fell on top of me, leaving his cock buried in me, as he asked, "So, how did you like getting black fucked, Bitch? Are you glad I fucked you?"

"I've never been fucked like that and you're the first man to make me cum," I told him as I tried to catch my breath.

"Damn, I gave you a fucking, Woman," he said with a smile on his face. Then he kind of laughed, "I forgot to ask, are you on birth control, Bitch?"

"No, don't need to, I can't get pregnant."

Laughing hard he said, "Well, maybe not with him, but he's never fucked you so deep and filled you so much."

"Damn, I never really thought about that during all of this."

He slowly pulled out of me, and I could feel the rush leaking out of me, as he fell back onto the bed.

I started to get up and said to him, "I need to get dressed and go find my friends."

He slipped his arm around me and pulled me back, "I'm not done telling you what to do and making you into a good, black man's whore."

"I need to go find them."

"I haven't fucked in a while and I'm not going to stop right now, so you need to stay here and get fucked some more."

As I fell back onto the bed, he looked at me and asked, "Have you ever been fucked in the ass?"