BBC…with my bf watching My boyfriend (at the time) Dave was rocking my world by opening my eyes to this whole new sexy lifestyle I never really new existed. I have had two other lovers before Dave so I had an average sexlife. I cant believe how boring of a life I really led. When he would party and add a little “smoke” to everything he was sharing with me, I was falling deep (with burning lust!!) and beginning to believe r it all. Life is too short. Put it this way, if you would have asked me a year ago if I had ever thought of having sex with a black guy or what I thought about giving a stranger a hand job in the backseat of our car or flash guys at bars, I would have said something like, “Ew.. No way! That’s gross! You’re crazy! What kinda girl do you think I am?” But now its pretty much all I think about. How refreshing to have a bf who doesn’t freak out when another guy talks to me . Dave actually encourages it as long as we’re both honest and serious with each other and our commitment. I remember when he asked me about the guys at my work and said they must flirt and hit on me all the time and I told him they never really did. They didn’t…or so I thought. Dave told me things to look out for and that’s when I noticed that I never really paid that much attention because soon I was noticing the male behavior when I was around. First of all, all eyes were basically glued to me (and my body)and I even began hearing quiet comments by all the guys. Dave was right, again. Instead of being upset, Dave said I should just enjoy it . And soon I did. Subtle stares(here and there) or smiling and dressing hotter than I ever would have at work. Dave asked me if there were any black guys where I worked and I said there was only one. Old man Humphry. A sweet old guy who worked there longer than anyone and was going to retire in three months. He smiled at me and said, “Hmm. Doesn’t leave us that much time.” and walked away. Later that night when we were in bed playing and smoking and being real naughty I asked him what he meant earlier about old man Humphry? He told me how much I must’ve been driving him crazy all these years by sharing an office with such a hot young white girl that he could never have. Only watch from a distance and go home every night to jerk off just thinking about me. I told him he was crazy again and he told me to pay attention to him. He began to convince me how sexy it would be to flirt and turn on an older workmate who most likely has a huge black python in his pants. Mr. Humphry has always been so kind to me. Could he be secretly lusting for my sweet young body all these years? Maybe I should give him something to look back and remember years from now. The next day I started hanging around his desk more often and talking more directly to him as I’d sit on his desk and touch his arms or shoulders as we spoke. Dave was on the nose again. Within a couple of days our subtle chats had turned to sexier topics and downright naughty discussions. Our newly found behavior became nightly talks in bed with Dave and I and we were having out of this world mad, mad sex! With a week or so before old man Humphry was to retire, he came straight out to me and asked me if I had any plans on giving him a retirement gift. With a sexy old look in his eye he said he wasn’t talking about a watch either. I laughed and called him such a bad boy. Dave spent every minute left trying to talk me into having the old black man over for a farewell dinner or something. Though I said I wasn’t sure that was such a good idea, I knew at that point I was going to let that old black man have me. Dave knew it too. We couldn’t stop fucking and talking about it. We decided on his last Friday at work, we’ll ask him over for dinner and drinks and if Dave being there starts freaking him out, Dave will make some excuse to leave and watch from the many vantage points our home has. Old man Humphry accepted the invite the next day. His last day at work was spent trying to get hugs and kisses from all the female employees at the office. For some reason I was the only one he didn’t grab or harass and wondered if he changed his mind. When I hinted to him that I haven’t given him an office hug goodbye he told me he was expecting a lot more than a hug from me. I said, “Well that may be, old friend but maybe I want to give you a hug and kiss like all the other ladies at your last place of employment.” He looked at me deep in the eyes and knew exactly what was happening. “OK Kathy. I think I see whats going on here. Meet me in the hall storage room in 30 minutes so the gossip hounds wont have any fuel when Im gone. He walked away leaving me shaking with anticipation. I tried to sit at my desk and work but found myself heading to the storage room in about 8 minutes. I paced nervously while I waited for him. I was growing restless. Why didn’t he just follow me in? He had me right where he wanted. He was making me want him more! And somehow it was working. I was getting riled up while I waited. I was wearing dress pants and instantly thought how I should have worn a skirt today. I was about to lose it when the door finally opened and I prayed it wasn’t someone else needing envelopes or copier supplies. When I saw his sweet old black face I was overwhelmed and so joyous that I ran to him throwing myself on him and throwing my arms around his shoulders hugging him tight. Almost falling back out the door he managed to shut the door and I brought my mouth to his and shoved my tongue past his big lips and we sloppily kissed each other like crazy people. When we broke the kiss he said, “Whatever has gotten into you Kathy. Sexy, young ,white and up until a couple months ago never said much more than a few sentences in kind to me. Now you’re a hot passionate white slut waiting in a dark closet for a sixty three year old black man to fool around with.” I said, “You’re right. I cant help it and thoughts of you get me so wet and wanting you.” Then he smiled and said, “Get down on you’re damn knees and get a taste sample of what you been dreaming about.” I didn’t say a word and just fell down before him never taking my eyes from his. Dave was right again. His black cock was huge.. and long!! While I took a second to admire its menacing look, he told me to stick out my tongue, which I did. He started slapping his hard black cock on my tongue, then my mouth, soon he was slapping it all over my face as it dripped clear sweet juice all over. I was going insane with lust and trying to catch that monster in my mouth but he wouldn’t allow it. All this time I thought it was us who were playing on this old black guy when I realized he was toying with me and I couldn’t stop. My moaning becoming louder he told me to keep it down then figured if he fed me his cock I would settle. He did and I put that hard black cock in my mouth as deep as I could and quietly sucked him. “Oh that feels so good you white princess. Oh….yeah. Suck my black cock. But youre getting just a taste right now, you hear me?” I looked up at him and mumbled mmm-mmm. And he took a few more seconds of sweet pleasure and yanked his beautiful black cock from my mouth and shoved it back inside his loose fitting slacks while I begged for more. He smiled and left the storage room with me still on my knees, almost in tears with traces of sweet pre-cum all over my face and some in my hair. Wiping it up into my fingers and into my mouth just drove me wilder with his scent and taste. When I finally joined the others in the office it was around noon and our boss made an announcement that he was cutting Mr. Humphry loose early and to all say goodbye. Of course I waited to be last as we hugged and he whispered he’ll meet me in the parking lot after work. I knew I wouldn’t make it that long and whispered back, “No. Now. Follow me now!” I gathered my stuff for lunchtime and went to my car in almost a jog. Again, he was toying with me as I waited in my car by the exit and he stood around chatting goodbyes to people. I only have an hour for lunch!! I hoped my Dave was around and wouldn’t mind the date change from a dinner to a lunch. I searched for my phone but was in no state to do anything but wish Mr. Humphry would just hurry. My hand slipped down and pulled the zipper of my pants down and found my pussy as out of control as I was. It was soaked and felt so good! When I thought I might climax right there I heard a slight horn beep and he was ready to go. Could he really be that good at playing me? When we got to my place we walked in hand in hand. I could tell his attitude had slightly changed. I figured he felt his abuse of me might have to stop if my boyfriend was there. But after a few minutes of searching the house, he wasn’t home. Mr, Humphry was on the verge of happiness once more as he kept asking me if I was sure Dave wasn’t home. When he accepted my reply he he ordered me over to him and we kissed wildly in my living room. This time both our hands were in a hurried state of removing clothing and soon we were both still making out with me in only a pair of cotton white panties and him completely naked except for his socks. I didn’t wait to be ordered this time and fell to his feet again to re-aqquaint myself with his lovely black cock. MMMmmmm. It was soft (and still about 8 or 9 inches long!) and I shoved and shoved and got in all in my mouth to his surprise as he called me some slutty cocksucking names which I kept agreeing with. Feeling him grow in my mouth brought me to my first climax. Its something Ive always enjoyed but this was four times the scale of it all. I was slobbering and sucking when he reached full strength and he lifted me off the floor and bent me over the arm of the sofa with my ass pointed up at him and he grabbed my hips hard and started pounding me hard. It felt incredible and my screams could be heard throughout the house. He kept pounding me like that solid until he exploded his hot load deep inside me which seemed to connect all my previous orgasms. Although Im on the pill, its not something Dave does very often and it felt like old man Humphry emptied gallons inside me. It felt better than I expected. Black cock was made to take the feeling to another level. I believe that. When he pulled out he pushed me over on my back on the sofa and got on top of me. He started kissing me and saying a lot of things I either couldn’t really hear or understand. Stuff about me ignoring him all those years because he was black, and how I knew how badly I teased and shook my sweet white ass at him. Dave was right again. His pace was a bit slower this time but still felt beyond incredible as he was hitting parts that have never been hit. His age was catching up (though I was still very impressed) and he was fighting for air and sweating a bit. He came again inside me and he got up and fell back on our love seat to catch his breathe . I thought he was about to pass out when he suddenly got up and said he has to be gone before Dave gets home. As he started dressing I told him he should still stay for dinner and we should shower together and play some more but he became paranoid and left. He said he’d be back or call but hasn’t yet. Oh, by the way. Dave came in seconds after old man Humphry had left and saw the entire event. I cant believe how quickly I became so obsessed with old BBC.