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The Village People had just released their soon-to-be hit YMCA, feminism was pro-sex, the Dodge Dart Swinger was the car to drive, Disco played everywhere, even in the small towns in Northern Maine, one of which was mine. Early seventies... I was 21 there and then. She was 27. He was 18. Sue and I had been married for three years. She was a black woman of 5'11", 123 pounds, long, straightened hair and absolute beauty in body, face and walk. I was 5'6", well shorter than Sue, and so white from the genes of my Scandinavian parents and the Northern Maine climate that people used to say to me, even in that bitter zone, that I should "get some sun." Despite the Northern location of our home, the people of the small Maine town never really accepted the union between Sue and me. "Jim, why?" the two words usually offered to me by the town's people, regarding my marriage to the black woman. "Why not?" my was my typical response. Then came Bruce, a 6'4" hulk of a black guy who moved to our town when the company employing his foster father opened an office in the area. The only black guy in town moved in right next door to the only black woman in the same town. Next door to Sue and me. Bruce, at 18, was sexually primed for action--every guy that age is. But where to find the action in that prejudiced, closed town? Next door, of course. With us. "You know, a guy Bruce's age really needs relief, needs to find sexual satisfaction," Sue said to me. "And you know what this place is for a black person, especially a man." We agreed, Sue and me: Bruce would fuck her whenever he wished. And I would watch. The black cock of Bruce was longer and wider than mine. I watched as his massive rod slid in and out of the cunt of my wife, she flat on her back on the rug of our living room floor, her legs spread wide and held high by the strong arms of Bruce. His cock was shiny from the juice of my wife's pleasure. His ass, firm, pleasant to watch, as it went up and down in sync. with the thrusts of his cock into my wife. I watched Sue's face as the cock slammed deep inside her: Her eyes were half closed, head rolling side-to-side, her lips in a tight smile. She moaned softly. She LOVED this fucking she was getting. I looked to Bruce: I noticed that his cock seemed strangely attractive to me. I envied Sue, the fucking she was getting from Bruce! I liked the dark color of his cock as it exited Sue's cunt, the way it shined with pleasure, the length and width of it is so fascinated me that I asked Sue, "Doesn't it feel GREAT in you?" She only moaned back at me, though. Bruce had his head turned towards me, I then saw. He was looking straight into my eyes as he fucked my wife, a strange smile on his face. "Why does he look at me while fucking Sue?" I wondered. Because he wants to fuck me, I found out a short time later. Sue, leaving to do some shopping after the great fucking she got, said to Bruce and me, "Why don't you guys get better acquainted?" Bruce was sitting on the sofa, still naked, his legs spread wide, his cock, though flaccid then, still at least six inches long. I stared at his cock, the way it hung straight, its uncircumcised head touching the sofa. His balls were huge. His legs, powerful and beautiful. He was a black Greek god, I thought to myself. I couldn't take my eyes away from his cock for long, though. "You like it?" Bruce finally said to me, noticing me continuing to stare at his cock. "My cock, I mean?" It took me sometime to answer, never having said such a thing before, but, finally, I said, "Yes, I like it." "Come sit next to it than, " Bruce said. I sat on the sofa next to him. "Feel it," he said to me. I grasped his cock with my right hand, massaging at it slightly. The cock harden almost at once. I stroked at it some more. It grew to its full ten inches. "Wouldn't you like to taste it?" Bruce said to me in a commanding but understanding voice. "I've never had a man's cock in my hand before," I said to Bruce while still staring at the cock, massaging it with my right hand. I noticed how pale my Anglo hand seemed as it encircled the black cock. "I love touching it. Yes, I WANT to taste it, though." Bruce, smiling but saying nothing, took his left hand, guided my head down to his cock. I opened my mouth as wide as possible to receive the black cock. Bruce slid his cock into my mouth. I closed my lips over it and licked at the head of the cock with my tongue. Only about four inches of cock was in my mouth but it felt like much more. I knelt on the floor in front of Bruce, as if worshipping his cock; he slid forward on the coach. I began moving my head up and down on the cock, trying to imitate what little I knew of the proper way to suck a man's cock. "Use your lips, your tongue on it; not your teeth," Bruce informed me. I closed my lips tighter on his cock, making sure not to allow my teeth to connect with, to harm his beautiful black rod, and licked the four inches of it that was in my mouth. With my left hand holding his balls, my right hand around the base of the cock's shaft, I managed to get another two inches of him into my mouth. I pumped my head at a rapid pace then. Six inches of young black cock slid down my throat and fed this new need of mine. I LOVED this. The taste of the cock, the color and shape of it. I stuffed more of the cock in me, pumped my face into it. "Ahhhh, that's better," said Bruce. He pushed me back, away from the sofa. His cock was still in my mouth as he then stood up. I was kneeling before this beautiful black man as he stood up, his cock still deep inside my mouth. I was glad that I had not lost the taste of him for even that brief moment. Bruce began pumping into me then, ramming his cock further down my throat. Grabbing, pulling forward on my head with each stroke of his cock into my mouth. I managed to get almost all of him in my mouth then. I put both my arms around his ass and pulled him into me even further. I was amazed that I could suck nine inches of cock without gagging. Kneeling before this black man, his cock feeding me with rapid thrusts, my arms around his ass, I realized that this was not destined to be a one-time thing. The face fucking of me by Bruce must have gone on for at least 15 minutes before I tasted my first male cum. "Ohhhhh," was the only noise Bruce made before his cock exploded inside my mouth. Each stroke of his cock pumped whiteness into my mouth. Twenty, thirty cum-pumping strokes of his cock fed me with what felt like a half-cup of cum. The TASTE!! I never though a man's cum could be so wonderful!! Strong, salty but with the unmistakable flavor of pure maleness!! Some of the cum, despite my valiant attempts to swallow all of it, dribbled out of the corners of my mouth, down my chin. "What would Sue think of me?" I wondered, "If she came home right now and saw me kneeling in front of this black man, him standing, my arms around his ass, pulling him into my face, his cock pumping cum into my mouth?" Would she understand if she came home right at this moment and saw me on my knees before Bruce, his cum oozing out of the corners of my mouth? Bruce disrupted that thought of mine by saying, "OK, that works for now." He then slid his cock out of my mouth. I noticed that his cock, at that point out of me and about a foot from my mouth, was still oozing a little cum. I reached over and squeezed the length of the cock, from base of shaft to its head. A bit more cum was forced out. I crawled forward and licked the cum off the head of his cock. "You like cock now, don't you?" Bruce questioned me, as I remained on my knees in front of him. "No," I said. "I LOVE cock now!!!" Bruce laughed. "First time?" "Yes, first time," I responded. "Then let me show you something else you can do." Bruce stepped forward, pushed me down. I realized he wanted me on my back on the floor. I complied. He placed his legs wide on either side of my head, got to his knees, lowered himself to my face. His large balls dangled only inches above my mouth. "Put them in your mouth, suck on them--carefully. Taste the sweat there. Lick that sweat off." Smut Erotica
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