As long as I can remember I have had a thing about black guys with huge cocks. Sadly all it was, was a fantasy, the nearest I'd got was a large Doc Johnson dildo which according to the Ad was - A whopping 13 inches of pure black cock. 10 inches insertable, moulded from “Bam” a porn stars cock. (Have a look at the link to Lovehoney from the SH main page if you want to see what I'm talking about) With a suction pad on the bottom I could attach it to a chair, or the laminate floor in the lounge. Once I'd mastered inserting it into my my pussy I had many a satisfying session, being secretly fucked by my well hung porn star whilst my husband was out or working away. The only person who knew about my fantasy, and had seen the dildo was my best friend Sue. She didn't believe I could possibly take it in my pussy. After a few drinks she challenged me to prove it would fit and watched me as using it. It wasn't the first time we'd played together and we both kept strap ons, hidden from our husbands, which we used to fuck each other occasionally, but only with normal cock size dildos. After I'd succeeded taking the huge dildo, and fucked myself with it, Sue insisted on having a go. It took copious amounts of lube, fingering her until I had my whole hand inside her, to stretch and loosen her cunt sufficiently before she managed to straddle it and with my help, guide it in to her hole and take most of its length. I laid on the sofa masturbating, watching her kneeling on the floor, fucking herself. The sight of the huge flexible cock sliding in and out of her soon had me cumming and I got down next to her, sucking her big rubbery nipples, and caressing her clitty helping her to climax. Afterwards we talked about cocks and black cocks in particular, before going to bed for a girly session, something neither of our husbands know about. We spent an hour or so pleasuring each other using our fingers, tongues and toys, bringing each other to orgasm several times. A pleasant evening, an occasional change to having sex with our husbands and the opportunity to talk, me mostly about my fantasy of being fucked by a black guy. A conversation we'd had numerous times before, which I thought no more about. My fortieth birthday was the week before last and Sue arranged a party for me, inviting about a dozen friends. My husband took me out on my actual birthday, Sue's party was last Saturday night, a meal, a few drinks and back to hers. We had a great evening, hints about something later but no one would tell me what. A minibus full of rowdy, half pissed women were dropped at Sue's. Her husband had been banished for the night and we all crowded in, put some music on, more drinks. We hadn't been back long before the door bell rang. Sue got up to answer, the other girls exchanging looks, only me not knowing what was going on. I could just about hear the voice of the person she was talking to, definitely male. She returned a minute or two later carrying a cd which she put on to play. The music started, the lounge door opened and my surprise walked in. A strip-a-gram. Black, his skin shining as if he'd been oiled. He was absolutely gorgeous, probably early twenties, little more than half my age. About 6 feet tall, broad shouldered, narrow waisted in a uniform, the trousers tight on his muscular legs, a substantial bulge at his crotch. He began his routine, dancing in the centre of the room, his jacket and shirt were soon off. He pulled me to my feet to dance, arms around me, pulling me to his chest, my tits squashed against him. He gyrated his hips, rubbing his crotch against me. I could feel his cock pressing against my tummy, I felt my nipples stiffening and my pussy moistening in excitement. He began running his hands up and down my back, came to rest on the clip on my bra. All my friends were shouting, encouraging him to unfasten it. A flick and my bra was unfastened, I felt the cups fall away from 36d's as he moved his hands up my back lifting my top. He pulled it over my head, taking my bra with it, threw them to the side. He turned me around, holding my naked breasts, his fingers brushing my nipples, then rolling them, pinching them hard. He ran his hands down my sides to my waist, undoing the button loosening my skirt. His hands moved to my tummy, then lower, didn't stop at my waist, moving until his hand was resting on my pussy. He started rubbing my sex through my skirt, I leant back against his muscular chest, sighed contentedly, my legs parting, allowing him to push the skirt between my legs and rub my slit. He rubbed me for a minute, encouraged by the girls, who wanted to see his cock. He moved his hands to the sides of his trousers, fiddled with something stepped back and pulled them off, wearing just a thong. He led me back to the chair, sat me down, took my hand and placed it on his cock. I gave it a squeeze through the thong, it felt huge. The girls started chanting “Get it out. Get it out” I looked up at him, he grinned and nodded, I unclipped the thong, let it drop to the floor. Just inches from my face the most beautiful cock I'd ever seen or probably even imagined. It looked almost as large as my dildo. Semi hard, thickly veined, large heavy balls. I reached for it without asking, pulled the foreskin back, uncovering the dark, purply black, bulbous knob. My hand was already moving, feeling his shaft stiffen before one of the girls called for me to wank him. As his prick grew harder and longer, it was getting closer to my mouth. I'm not sure if I pulled him closer or if he moved. Whichever it was I began to lick and kiss his knob. I felt his fingers unzipping my skirt. I couldn't help myself from lifting my bum helping him to pull my skirt off. Sitting in skimpy sheer panties, my shaved pussy visible and hold ups, concentrating on his cock, to excited to care I was practically naked. I parted my lips and took his cock in my mouth. My lips stretched tight around his large knob, I let a couple of inches slide in to my mouth and began to suck his cock. With my hand almost wrapped around the base of his shaft, it was to thick for my fingers to enclose it, there were still a good six inches to suck. I felt his hands on my tits, playing with my nipples. I moved my other hand down to my pussy, slipped my hand inside my panties, touched my clitty, already engorged and sensitive, wet with my flowing sex juices. The only sound was the music playing, they'd all fallen silent, watching me suck his cock and finger myself. I was almost oblivious to their presence and all I could think of was having sex with him, even with them all watching. I eased my panties down my thighs, opened my legs wider, sliding my fingers into my hole. I was becoming more and more aroused, needed to have sex. I stopped sucking his cock, looked up at him, and told him I wanted him to fuck me. He pulled me to my feet, my panties slid down my legs and I kicked them away, standing naked in front of my friends. I put my arms around his neck, pulling myself up his body, raised a leg, reached for his cock, trying to guide it to my pussy. I felt his hands under my thighs lifting me as if I weighed nothing. I hung on with one arm around his neck, the other between use holding his prick. He lifted me until his upright cock was directly below my cunt. He lowered me, his cock touched my pussy, I held it steady, my wet slippery hole opened to take his knob. His thick cock penetrated me easily, I let go of it as it lowered me and his shaft slowly disappeared inside me. One of the girls gasped, “My god, he's going to fuck her” she shrieked. Sue intervened at his point, telling us if we wanted to fuck to go upstairs and use her bed. She hadn't planned or expected things to go this far and I had no intention of stopping. I hung on tightly, arms around his neck, legs gripping his waist, his cock moving inside me when carried me out the door. He carried me upstairs, impaled on his cock, with me bouncing on it as he climbed the stairs, into the bedroom and laid me on the bed. His cock slipped from my pussy, I begged him to put it back in and fuck me. He took hold of my legs spreading me wide. I reached down, and held my cunt open, he got between my legs, I sat up a bit looking as his cock touched my pussy. I was soaking, his knob entered me again. I gasped and moaned as his shaft slid in, stretching my hole. I watched his thick black cock, disappearing inside my pink hole, the contrast between my pale skin and his black skin exciting and arousing me. I lay back feeling his cock penetrate me deeper and deeper until I felt his balls touch my bum. I put me arms round his neck, holding him tightly as he began to fuck me. The feel of his thick hard cock was incredible. I'm certain I could feel the engorged veins rippling inside my cunt, feel the blood pulsing through his throbbing cock as he fucked me. No more than half a dozen, steady deep strokes and I could feel an orgasm building, gripped him harder, moaning to be fucked harder and faster, another six or seven strokes and I screamed I was cumming. With his cock still buried inside me he rolled onto his back, pulling me on top. I rode him frantically, frigging my clitoris, desperate to cum again and to feel him cumming inside me. It took a bit longer, drawing out the pleasure, before I couldn't bear it any longer, rode him hard cumming again. He still hadn't cum, his cock looking bigger and harder as he rolled me off, onto my front, got behind me, lifted my bum, parted my legs and drove his cock back into my cunt, fucking me doggy, my favourite position. He began thrusting his cock into my by then, juice drenched pussy, his heavy balls smacking against my clitty each time he rammed into me. The bed creaked, the headboard rhythmically banging against the wall as he banged me, to another orgasm, his thick cock, pulsing and throbbing in my cunt when he finally ejaculated, pumping several heavy loads of his creamy young spunk deep inside me. He held my waist to stop me sliding off his cock and collapsing onto the bed. He kept moving his softening cock inside me, forcing the last drops of semen to flood my sex, telling me he hoped I wasn't on the pill and that he'd made me pregnant. Although on the pill the thought excited me and I almost wished I was unprotected and that he'd just impregnated me and made me pregnant. Finally he let his cock slip out, followed by a gush of spunk which ran down my legs soaking my stockings. He fucked me again about an hour later, after I'd sucked his cock and got him hard. When we went back downstairs all the girls had gone. Sue had almost as big a smile on her face as I had on mine. I had Rory's mobile number, at least that's what he called himself and an invite to call him any time I fancied him fucking me. I have resisted ringing him for a week but I can't resist any longer. I have been masturbating whenever I get the chance, thinking of his beautiful cock, inside my pussy fucking me. I've imagined coming off the pill and him pumping his virile young sperm into my unprotected, fertile cunt and making me pregnant with a black baby. I really want to have sex with him again, just the once, get it out of my system. But I've read stories, some on here, where women become infatuated with being fucked by black guys. Could I really get addicted and crave more, if I let him fuck me again and is there a real risk I won't be able to stop Will it be so difficult to walk away and not want him, or other black cocks again. Some have suggested, that now I have experienced black cock there is a big chance, if not the certainty, that I will become what they described as a Black Cock Slut? Is that really true? The next opportunity will be next week when my husband is working away. I'm going to give in to my lust, to satisfy my need to have him just once more and ring him. By this time next week I will either have satisfied my lust, or more likely, if I'm honest, have taken the first steps towards becoming a slut. If anyone has been in this situation or his an opinion on whether it is possible to be hooked after only one or two fucks and what's the likely outcome please leave a comment. If you like I will post again and tell you what happens.