I met Max about 2years ago when my daughter Debbie brought him with her when she visited me. He was her on-off boyfriend at the time. A black guy, aged about 22 or 23, around 6 feet tall and muscular, fit looking and I must admit I found him quite attractive. He flirted with me and I noticed him watching me, particularly if I was wearing tight jeans or a shortish skirt, which I found flattering. Occasionally they'd stay the night and I'd hear them in the spare bedroom fucking. Hearing them was frustrating. I'd been divorced for two years. I was 45 years old, told I look younger, just the odd line and wrinkle and think I'm quite attractive. I'm slim, admittedly my 32b tits are a bit small, but they're pert and firm, most guys like my trim bum and long legs. Other than a handful of generally unsatisfactory one night stands I hadn't had a good fuck for months and had resorted to masturbating to satisfy my sexual desires. Debbie had recently graduated, when I met him, he seemed to take whatever jobs he could get, labouring, working as a bouncer. I couldn't really see what they had in common or why she went back with him after splitting up two or three times. I discovered the attraction about 3 or 4 months later when they stayed for a couple of days. She'd gone out to meet some friends and arranged to meet Max in a city centre bar in the evening. About 6pm Max had gone upstairs to get ready, I heard the shower then him going into the bedroom. I had a pile of ironing to take upstairs, as I reached the landing I could see the bedroom door was ajar. I realised I could see him in the mirror. I should have gone back down stairs, but the sight of his naked body, muscles rippling as he dried his hair stopped me. It wasn't just his body though, swinging between his legs as he moved was the biggest cock I'd ever seen. Even flaccid it was much larger than my ex's had been erect. I guess it must have been at least 7 inches, and looked almost as thick as my wrist. I was mesmerised watching for two or three minutes. He dried between his legs, towelling his heavy balls and cock, pulling the foreskin back, revealing a large, bulbous knob, before disappearing out of view. I was worried he might come to shut the door and see me and hurried to my room, put down the ironing them crept back listening from my bedroom door. I heard the bed creak and moved onto the landing. Slowly I edged closer, the door was still ajar, I had to move closer still until I could see his reflection in the mirror. Laid in the bed, his hand on his cock stoking himself erect. I covered my mouth, stifling a gasp, as his prick grew until it was fully erect, probably only an inch or two longer than when he'd been soft but a rock hard 8 maybe 9 inches. He began to wank it slowly. I hadn't had sex for months. The guilty thrill of spying on him, the sight of his hard cock exhilarating. My mind went into overdrive, imagining straddling him, the thought of his monster cock sliding into my pussy, exciting me. I watched his hand moving, wanking slowly, obviously relaxed, unaware of my presence. I couldn't help myself and began to rub my pussy through my skirt. I could feel my pussy getting wet, juices soaking into my panties. I hitched my skirt up, parted my legs. I could see him still stroking his cock, wondered what it would be like to feel it inside me. I pulled my panties to one side, wet my fingertips with my juices, shut my eyes, softly caressing my aroused clitoris,. I must have made a noise, a sigh or moan maybe, because suddenly the door flew open. My eyes shot open to see Max in front of me, still holding his cock. I was so shocked I froze, skirt pulled up around my waist, hand inside my panties unable to move. Grinning at me he said “If your going to play with your cunt while you're spying on me you shouldn't make so much noise” then he took my hand and placed it on his prick. Any thought of fleeing to my bedroom dissolved as I automatically wrapped my fingers around his shaft. “Do you want some of that?” he asked in his sexy deep voice. I don't think I replied, to nervous to speak, but just nodded my head. He took my arm and led me into the bedroom, still holding his cock. He had to practically prise my fingers from his cock before he sat on the bed. I'd never considered myself submissive, but was unable to refuse when he ordered me to suck his cock. I wanted it and was prepared to do anything to get it. I knelt in front of him, held the base of his shaft lowered my head and licked his knob end. “Fucking suck it” he demanded, grabbing my hair, pulling my head down. I parted my lips, wrapped them around his cock helmet, sucking him into my mouth. My lips were stretched around his girth, his hand on my head pushing me down, forcing his cock into my mouth until I started gagging. He released me, I coughed phlegm down the front of my blouse, got my breath back and took his cock back in my mouth. I took as much as I could without choking, not even half his length. I held his balls, sucked and licked his cock. Still kneeling, I kissed and sucked his balls, licked his pole, took him back in my mouth, worshipping his beautiful penis. I remembered my ex husband liked me to push my finger up his bum. Got my hand between Max's legs and eased my middle finger into his arse. I sucked harder, gobbling him like a cheap whore until he told me to stop because he didn't want to cum in my mouth. He instructed me to stand and undress. My hands shook as I unbuttoned my blouse. Probably somewhere at the back of my mind a voice was screaming at me to stop, but I had only one thought. I wanted to be naked, I wanted to feel his magnificent cock in my neglected cunt and I wanted him to fuck me. I was so horny and aroused, nothing else mattered. I dropped my blouse on the floor, unzipped my skirt, let it fall to the floor and kicked it away. I unclasped my bra, dropped it, then hooked my thumbs in the side of my panties, eased them down, exposing my pussy, slid them down my legs, bending down to take them off. I stood in front of him totally naked. He sat looking at me, feasting his eyes on my nakedness. I glanced down, my nipples were sticking out erect. Unsure what to do I ran my hands up my body, cupped my breasts, tweaking my nipples between finger and thumb. “Get on the bed. Spread your legs. Finger your cunt” he demanded. I'd done that in front of my ex but usually reluctantly. I felt no embarrassment, just lust, as I climbed on the bed, lay back on the pillows, opened my legs, wantonly displaying my cunt to my daughters Boyfriend. I hardly hesitated, ran my fingers through my pubes, stroking my clit. I felt how wet I was, my fingers slipped into my sodden hole, I shut my eyes and began to masturbate for him. I felt him move next to me, his warm breath on my neck, his voice deep, “Wank harder Slut. Make yourself cum Bitch” His words excited me, I pushed all four fingers in my cunt, trying to rub my clit with my thumb, furiously masturbating. I was getting close, he bent over me sucking, nibbling and pulling my nipples. I reached out with my other hand, found his leg, moved my hand higher and grabbed his cock. It felt hot, rock hard in my hand. I was desperate to be fucked “Please. Let me stop. Please Fuck me now” I begged. He moved, I released his cock, opened my eyes. He was kneeling beside me, his cock standing up almost touching his belly. “Turn over” He ordered. I rolled over, onto my knees and raised my bum. My pussy was soaking, my juices wetting my thighs. Parting my legs wider, I offered him my cunt. He moved behind me, I turned my head, watching as he gripped my hips, lifted me and forced my legs further apart. I was so wet I was confident I could take him. I began to have doubts as he slid his cock between my legs, moving it along my slit. I looked down between my legs watching his cock, slick with my juices, sliding between my parted labia, rubbing against my clit. Aroused both by that and the sight of his thick, dark prick, contrasting with my white skin, I asked him to put it in and fuck me. He ignored me, sliding his cock back and fore along my gaping gash, stopping several times, each time asking, “Do you want this black cock Slut?” I told him “Yes” but he didn't enter me until I was almost sobbing with frustration, imploring him “Please Max. I want your cock in my cunt. Please fuck me” He lifted me a little higher, I felt his large knob slip between my pussy lips then entering my hole. I sighed with pleasure as my cunt stretched to accommodate his girth. My pussy had never felt so tightly stretched or well filled and it felt glorious. He slowly lowered me, drawing me onto his cock, penetrating me deeper and deeper until I'd taken his length, his pubes touching my bum. He pulled out then slid back in, his balls resting against my clit. He began fucking me, each time he slid back up me his balls slapped against my clitoris. My orgasm had been close from masturbating, hadn't really subsided, 6 or 7 steady deep strokes and I started to pant I was cumming, 3 or 4 more and I screamed out as an electrifying climax coursed through my body. He still had his cock in me, certainly hadn't cum. “That was wonderful” I smiled at him over my shoulder. “Now do it again and I want you to cum in me” He began fucking me again “I could get to like this” I moaned, his thick cock sliding into my welcoming cunt again and again. I could feel my cunt muscles fluttering, as another orgasm built, was sure I could feel the blood pulsing through his thick cock as it seemed to throb inside me. I put a hand on the headboard, gripping it tightly as he fucked me harder, supporting myself with the other hand. The bed was creaking and squeaking, the headboard thumping against the wall each time he thrust his cock in my receptive cunt. My cunt felt incredibly sensitive, as if I could feel every engorged vein, along his shaft as it moved against my cunt walls. His large cock felt incredible, bringing me rapidly to another climax. I gave a long low almost animal like growl as a mini orgasm, rippled out through my body. Every thing centred on my cunt and the pleasure his cock was giving me. He brought me to the brink of an orgasm then slowed, several times over the next 20 minutes or so, adding to my pleasure by inserting first one then a second finger in my anus. After close to 30 minutes I was begging him to let me cum. At last he began fucking me with long deep strokes, getting faster, ramming his cock into me. “Harder! Fuck me harder! I'm cumming!” I shouted, pushing back to take his cock. The sensations intensified, spreading out from my clit and fuck hole in waves.“Oh God. Yes. Fuck me. I'm cumming! I'm cumming!” I screamed, what little control I'd had gone. I felt flushed, my body glowing pink, my tits hot, nipples painfully hard. I arched my back, as I orgasmed, heard him grunt he was cumming, felt him ram his prick deep inside me. My cunt spasmed, gripping his shaft, milking his cock as he pumped his spunk into me. One, two, three hard spurts, thrusting into me between each one. I released the head board, my head dropped to the pillow. I lay there panting, still on my knees, his cock still inside me and still hard. My heart was thumping, I was still catching my breath when I heard his voice. I thought he wanted me to do so something, then realised he was on his phone and talking to Debbie. I tried to move away. He grabbed my hair preventing me, pulling me back onto his cock. He continued chatting to her, moving his cock in me at the same time. I bit my lip to keep quiet, listening while he explained he'd be a bit late and that I'd drop him off. He said he'd see her in about an hour. Then “Yes, she's here. Do you want to speak to her?” I shook my head frantically, but he ignored me. I took the phone, fortunately she sounded as if she'd had a few drinks, and didn't notice me gasp as he pushed his cock up me or how I shaky my voice was, trying to chat while he fucked me, telling her I didn't mind giving Max a lift. I ended the call, told him he was a Bastard, as I slid off his cock, rolled onto my back and lay looking at him. I knew that I should make it clear that this was a one off. But one glance at his gorgeous cock was enough for me to realise I'd want him to fuck me again and I'd do whatever it took. I was certain that if he wanted to fuck me I'd let him, if he ordered me to suck his cock, strip naked and masturbate, perform sex acts for him, I'd willingly and enthusiastically obey. I could feel his spunk trickling out of my pussy, remembered to late we were in my daughters bed, a large damp patch of spunk and my sex juices on the quilt cover. I leapt off and stripped the bed before it soaked through to the quilt, before picking up my clothes from the heap on the floor. I didn't have time to shower, just wipe my pussy, put on a dress and panties. Driving him to meet Debbie with his spunk slowly soaking my panties I just hoped it didn't stain the car seats. We pulled up, about 200 yards from the bar in a side street. “You're at much better fuck than Debbie” he complemented me. He put his hand on my leg, pushed my skirt up and pulled my panties partly down. I felt his fingers tugging my pubes, touching my clit, “Not here” I pleaded. He laughed, “I wasn't going to” giving my pubes another tug, before continuing, “I don't like hairy pussy. Shave it” Before I could reply he was out of the car calling over his shoulder “We'll see you later” I should have felt guilty but didn't. Max had said it wasn't a serious relationship between him and Debbie, just sex which I had no difficulty understanding. I got home, remade the bed then stripped and trimmed my pubes as I could. I took a long hot shower, spreading foam on my pussy and carefully shaved until I was completely smooth and hairless from my mound, all the way around my fuck hole and anus. I rinsed then touched myself, pleased with the feel and look of my freshly shaved pussy. I went to bed hoping to get some sleep, but lay awake reliving what had happened, feeling no remorse. I wondered when or if he would fuck me again, suddenly fearing I was just another conquest. Just thinking about him my pussy was getting wet, I couldn't resist touching myself, kicked off the quilt and lay masturbating, slowly bringing myself to climax, before pulling the quilt back over me, eventually falling asleep. I was awoken by the sound of Debbie and Max returning home, Debbie giggling, talking loudly, then Sshhing telling Max to be quiet as they passed my bedroom. I checked the time, just after 1.45am. I could still hear her muffled voice, then 3 or 4 minutes later the rhythmic sound of the bed squeaking as they fucked. After about 10 minutes things went quiet and I dropped off again. Momentarily I thought I was still dreaming when just after 3am I felt the quilt being pulled back, the bed move and a hand on my pussy. “Good. You've shaved your cunt” Max whispered. “What are you doing? Debbie's next door” I whispered in panic even as at the same time my legs opened. “Pissed. Out for the count” he assured me, his fingers sliding into my pussy. I knew it was still risky and that I shouldn't but my pussy was sending totally different messages, instructing me to spread my legs wider. I reached for his cock, found it resting semi erect on his thigh, started to stroke it, feeling it begin to stiffen. I moved on my side, lifted my leg so he could continue fingering me, while I kissed his neck, shoulders, down lower licking and kissing his nipples, his chest, over his abdomen to his prick. He was getting an erection, I continued wanking him, moved my head closer, stuck my tongue out, licking the tip, tasting the pre cum seeping out. I licked around the helmet then opened my mouth. Taking his cock between my lips I began to suck, taking more into my mouth, savouring the smoothness of his shaft, the smell and slightly different taste of his cock, realising that what I could taste were Debbies cunt juices. He was fully erect by then, I lifted my head letting his cock slip from my mouth mouth and climbed on top, straddling him. Holding his prick steady, I lowered myself, guiding his throbbing cock to my hole. The large knob opened me up, and he entered me, my cunt easily stretching to take him. I kept lowering myself, his prick gliding smoothly inside me until I was impaled on his shaft. I started to rock, savouring the glorious feeling of having his cock in my cunt again. With each little movement his pubes brushed against my clitoris teasing it. I began to ride him, slowly at first then as I became more aroused, bouncing vigorously on his rampant pole. He began pushing back, ramming his cock up me, our sweaty bodies slapping together with each increasingly violent thrust. The undulating movement of the water bed seemed to add to my pleasure and unlike me, the bed was quiet. I was trying not to make much noise, but my gasps and moans got louder. Whispering at first then louder I repeated, “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. I'm cumming, I'm cumming” over and over. I orgasmed, “Cum inside me, cum in me now” I begged, grinding my cunt down hard on him. I felt his cock twitching inside me as he ejaculated, not as hard as earlier, splattering my cervix with his seed. I lent forward, my tits squashed against his chest, his cock still inside me, kissing him, thanking him for fucking me, just holding him, until he rolled me off and I laid cuddled up to him. When I awoke it was light and he had gone. I could hear him talking to Debbie then them going downstairs. I put on my dressing gown and joined them, Debbie drinking OJ, taking paracetamol, nursing a hangover, Max behaving as if nothing had happened. I got a few minutes alone with him before they left. Long enough for him to finger me, getting me to promise to keep my pussy shaved for him and arrange for him to return to fuck me a few days later. That was just the start of me becoming what he describes as a “Black Cock Whore” Debbie started going out with someone else not long after, though I know Max was still fucking her now and again. He admitted that he got a real kick from fucking us both and tried to persuade me to agree to him having us both together. That was going to far and is the only thing I refused to do for him. Since that night I have only had black cock, his and numerous others, usually introduced by him. It's not that they have particularly large pricks. With the exception of Max, most of their cocks are no bigger than white guys I've had sex with. It's just that now, all I crave is black cock, lots of it, two or preferably more, fucking me together. The most I've had in one night is 7 but that is another story. Shame? Guilt? Remorse? Embarrassment? at my wanton, some might think debauched and depraved behaviour. Not this girl.