My First BBC - Sex Stories

My First BBC

... I wanted was more! He pumped me from the back for a while, and then he turned over to sit at the edge of his bed. He told me to get on and ride him. I turned around, stood over, and glanced down. I couldn't believe that his entire cock was just in me, and was about to go in again! As I dropped my booty down, he reached around and started to rub my clit. This was the first time any man had touched me like this. I fell into a deep state of submission, and as he penatrated further into me, I was overwhelmed with excitement and pleasure. His subtle rubbing was too much, and I could no longer hold it back. Like a sissy gurl, I uncontrollably squirted everywhere. "There you go...what a good gurl!" He stated. I was partially embarrassed, but after seeing how it was making him even more aggressive and horny, I indulged the feeling and began to grind him hard. I was screaming and moaning from pure pleasure. I shouted "I want you to cum in me baby! Cum deep!!!". Then, with both of his hands on my hips, he started to fuck me as hard and deep as he could. The feeling was pure ...

... extacy and f***ed me to cum again....almost simultaneously, I could feel his prick get massive inside me. The cum errupted deep,and felt so warm. The feeling of his cock filling me with cum, felt better than both orgasims combined. I sat down all the way and grinded my ass on his lap a bit. Then I slowly stood up, and bent over the bed so I could lick clean his massive shaft and head. As I lapped up the rest of his seed, I could feel his load dripping out of my hole and running down my legs. At that one single moment, I was hooked on BBC and knew exactly what kind of gurl I was. Feeling like a completely used slut, I pulled up my panties put on my clothes and took off. I pulled off to a secure private area again, and started changing back into what I was wearing when I left. I pondered how it felt to have him in me, and how I was going to tell my wife. There was no way I could keep this secret from her anymore, and I was dying to share my BBC experience with her. I wiped off my face with some makeup removal wipes and headed home....stories to tell and confessions to make.