We are not and never have been swingers,But after eight years with my partner,I knew he liked the idea of me being with other guys,We are both in our early thirties and when making love he always wanted to know what my ex lovers had done. Recently he moved this up a pace suggesting we visit not so much swinging clubs but more naturist spas and clubs.I was niether for or against the idea,Having had no children my body is still good.And I am not afraid to show it off.So just over a month ago we visited a spa.I was actually pleasently surprised as we were shown around, because even though the blokes outnumbered the girls,It was all fairly decent. We were shown up to the changing rooms and I decided,like most of the females there to just keep my bikini bottoms on,As I came back down obviously being new there the guys looked,and smiled at me,I am quite at ease with that and returned their smiles.We decided to use the steam room first,as I came out to shower I was shocked to see a guy who lives just around the corner from us.I have said hello on numerous occasions but thats as far as its ever gone,But for some reason I did not want him to see me like this.Luckily he was kind of side on and I did not think he had see me.So I made my way upstairs and got dressed,When my partner eventually came out I told him I had seen someone from work,He was a little annoyed saying if they was there whats the problem. The a few weeks ago whilst out shopping we bumped into each other leaving the supermarket,And he offered me a lift home.This sounds silly but I really wanted to refuse only because of what had happened that day,But as I was carrying bags of shopping it made refusing a bit silly.As we drove home he said,where did you go the other week in Rios.one second I saw you and next you was gone.I really did not know how to answer and it seemed the more I tried the deeper in it I was getting.In the end I decided to come clean and tell him how it all came about. Sensing my embarassment he just said I like those places,you get laid and theres no attachment or comebacks.We were soon home and just before we got there he pulled over and said well at least I deserve a little kiss for this,I leaned over to give him a peck,But before I knew what was happening he turned it into a full on kiss.I did not really respond but I did not pull away either in fact I was a little shocked at the whole thing.Suddenly instead of bumping into each other now and again it was like everyday.Then on the Friday I was in Marks and Spencers and we walked into each other again,He asked me if I was stalking him and said lets get a coffee,At first I refused,but he came back with dont worry people are not shocked anymore by a white woman having coffee with a black guy.Until he said that I can honestly say his colour had never entered my mind,Why should it,it was not like I was going to jump into bed with him. We got our coffee and I have to admit for the next thirty minutes I have never laughed so much,Even though he was a bit younger than me,we both knew he was winning me over.And when he said,My coffes at home is better than this lets go,I just followed,As we went in his flat,he jokinly said by the way I have no milk so looks like you will have to have some black in you.We went into the lounge and I am sure not even the kettle went on,let alone the coffee machine,suddenly our lips met only this time I was responding to his kisses,we moved onto the sofa,where he slid his jeans down to reveal his manhood.We have all heard stories of how big black guys are but he truly was.I cant say gigantic but bigger than I had ever had.He removed the rest of his clothes and I have to admit even though I had never been with a black guy.As soon as I saw my white hand around his manhood I got a tingling down below,I went down and took him in my mouth,something I have not done for a while,and remembered how much I used to enjoy doing it.Suddenly he was murmouring stop,stop I want you.I quickly removed the rest of my clothes,and was a little scared and excited as I watched him enter me.I could hardly speak as he thrust into me,my mind was a mirage of pleasure with each thrust,He was deeper in me than any guy had ever been before,but I still wanted him deeper,Then with a final thrust he came into me,for the first time I experienced an real orgasm.I just lay there trying to get every bit of his cum into me. Then suddenly the reality of what had just happened hit me.I can only describe it as emotional anger.He could of actually made me pregnant.I am not taking anything.As soon as he realised the situation,he apologised saying as I had not said he assumed I was on the pill.Which to be fair to him I had not,Adding anyway mixed race kids are always cute.again he had me smiling.As we kissed again my anger subsided I could not deny I wanted him in me again,he soon entered me again only this time it was a lot more controlled,and my mind was exploding with pleasure like I had never felt before.suddenly I could hear him whispering shall we make sure,I could only nod yes such was my pleasure and again he came deep into me. By now it was getting late and I had to leave.I got in just before my partner so avoided any awkward questions,And even now as I sit here typing this I am not sure if I am in fact pregnant by him,And part of me hopes I am,even though it would be disasturous for me.But I have to question why if I dont want to be,why did I not do something like the morning pill,I suppose its just a waiting game for me now.