I am a 25-year-old married woman, with brown eyes, long brown hair and a 36A-24-32 body.

I was brought up in a sheltered environment by parents who spoiled me and indulged my every whim. As a result, I always felt myself to be the dominant person in any relationship I was in.

This was true even after I got married, although due to my sheltered upbringing, my knowledge of sex was limited. My husband Joe’s was not much better, and throughout my marriage the only way I could achieve orgasm was by my own hand. But that all changed last month, when we received an unexpected visit from my husband’s childhood friend Josh.

Josh was a large black man who had moved out of town before Joe and I had met, but was now moving back to stay. He was six feet three and 200 pounds of solid ebony muscle, and although I didn’t find him particularly handsome, I did feel a moment of strangely exciting animalistic attraction that sent a shiver up my spine as my husband introduced us.

We spent a pleasant evening as the two of them drank and hashed over old times, and by midnight my husband was passed out on the couch. I could see that Josh was in no condition to drive by then, so I invited him to stay overnight, and showed him to our guest bedroom. I then went off to take a shower.

I can only think that Josh must have picked up on my inadvertent attraction to him, for when I came out of the bathroom, wearing only my robe, he was standing by the guest room door, as though waiting for me. As I passed him on my way to my bedroom, he grabbed me and turned me around. As he did so my robe flew open, and my naked body pressed tightly against him.

As I looked up in surprise, he bent down and kissed me so deeply that he drew the very breath from my lungs. I felt my reserve fading away, and without thought my tongue found his and I returned his kiss with vigor. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my stomach as he lowered his head and began roughly sucking and nibbling at my breasts. His large hands, hard and calloused from working construction all his life, sent chills coursing through me as they roamed my body. Fucking a black man had always been a favorite masturbation fantasy for me, but I had never dreamed it could actually happen.

“Tell me you want this dick!” Josh demanded, in a tone that sent shivers up my spine.

My own voice seemed to be coming from someone else as I replied, “I do. I want your black dick!”

I didn’t resist when he slid the robe from my shoulders, and when he ordered me to take off his pants, I obediently did that as well. His cock was unbelievably thick and at least nine inches in length, and I could only stare at it in awe as it jerked up and down as if with a life of its own.

“Nice one, huh, baby?” Josh gritted, and I nodded my head, a little whimper coming from my throat. He then pressed me down onto my knees and told me to kiss it a little.

Now I know this is going to sound strange, but this was uncharted territory for me. In my entire life I had never sucked a cock, not even my husband’s. But the tone of his voice, and the perverse thing he was ordering me to do, turned me on, and I found myself with an uncontrollable urge to taste him.

Slowly I bent forward and gingerly pressed my lips to the underside of his ebony pole. Then I stuck out my tongue and licked all around its wide mushroom-shaped head, finding the hot feel of it and its salty flavor definitely to my liking. Clear fluid began leaking from the tip, and I licked it into my mouth and swirled it around my taste buds. It had a walnut-like flavor that I also found appealing.

Back in college, a couple of my girlfriends had told me how hot it was to suck a guy off, but I had thought they were crazy. Now I was really finding out what they were talking about, and at that moment I knew this was something that I would be doing a lot of in the future.

Josh now put his hands on my head and began fucking my mouth. He moved gently, being careful not to gag me with his dick, but its hot rubbery girth was stretching my mouth as wide as it could be stretched.

“You want me to come in your mouth, don’t you, baby girl?” he said hoarsely. “Well, big Josh is almost there, baby, so don’t waste it now. Here it is, baby, it’s all for you. Take it now!” He grunted loudly then as a heavy blast of semen filled my mouth. I instinctively swallowed it down, just in time for it to be replaced by another thick mouthful. In my erotic excitement an orgasm shook my body as I continued to swallow his ejaculate as quickly as it came.

“That’s it, baby,” Josh husked. “Treat that dick real good, ‘cause it’s going to give you the best fucking you’ve ever had!” I continued to suck hungrily on his shiny black cock, squeezing out as much of his sperm as I could, even after he stopped spurting.

My legs were like rubber bands from the aftereffects of my orgasm as Josh helped me to the bed and lay me down on it. He then began looking through some of the drawers in the dressing table. I didn’t understand what he was doing, until he came up with several pairs of stockings, with which he proceeded to tie me to the bed, my hands lashed to the headboard and my legs spread apart and tied securely to the bottom. He then climbed over me in a 69 position and buried his face in my dripping vagina. His dick was pressed against my face, and his heavy balls tickled my nose. His tongue was magical, and as my body responded to it, I took his cock back into my mouth and sucked it lovingly.

“My balls, girl, suck my balls!” he demanded. I let his cock slip from my lips and experimentally licked up and down his scrotum. His balls were huge and heavy, but I managed to take one of them into my mouth. I spun my tongue all around it as if I were polishing it, then gently tugged on it before allowing it to escape my lips.

The musky smell of his genitals was unbelievably arousing, and the mere thought of the supposedly depraved act I was committing, along with his roaming tongue, catapulted me into another convulsive orgasm. I was still coming as he moved down and placed his ass right over my mouth, and in my spasming ecstasy I licked eagerly from the back of his scrotum to the top of his ass crack.

“That’s it, sugar, lick my ass, baby!” he groaned as my tongue slithered into his anal opening. He then lifted me by my hips and began licking and sucking on my anus as well, jabbing his tongue deeply into my virginal rectum. It felt so good that I nearly came again.

Finally, after a thorough anal reaming, he turned around on the bed and mounted me. “You belong to me tonight, don’t you, mama?” he demanded.

I pulled instinctively at the stockings restraining my wrists and ankles, and my helplessness sent all kinds of thrills through my whole being. “Yes!” I moaned. “Yes, I do belong to you, yes!”

His cock slid into me then, stretching me wider than I had ever been stretched before. “Damn, this little bald pussy is tight!” he grunted as he slowly fucked in and out of me until he was buried completely in my pussy. I felt so full I almost thought I would burst. His cock was touching places and stimulating nerve endings I didn’t even know I had.

His strokes became deeper as he began to move fluidly inside me, his big heavy balls slapping loudly against my ass cheeks with each stroke. “Yeah, you like being my bitch, don’t you, baby?” he growled as he began pounding harder, as if he were trying to hammer me into the bed. I screamed with delight as I experienced one orgasm after another, until it felt as though I was coming almost continuously. The feel of him roughly sucking and biting my breasts was wildly exciting, and only added to my pleasure.

Suddenly he buried himself completely into my womb as his cock began to spasm and jerk, and I felt the heat of his sperm as it coated my insides. When he finished spurting and pulled out of me, I could feel his semen seeping out of my dilated vagina and trickling down over my ass.

Josh then untied me from the bedposts and ordered me to suck his dick. I took his semi-hard cock in my mouth and sucked on it lovingly, licking off the frothy mixture of our juices.

Soon he was fully erect again, and he ordered me to get up on my hands and knees. I had heard of this position, but had never tried it. It felt really hot when he rested his dick in the crack of my ass and began sliding it up and down. But I wanted to feel him inside me again.

“Please fuck me!” I heard myself moan.

“That’s what I wanted to hear, baby,” Josh growled, and with that he brought his cockhead to my dripping pussy and jammed his thick black tool inside me again. Soon his big balls were slapping rhythmically against my clitoris as he moved in and out, driving me crazy with pleasure, until I came once more.

Just as my orgasm was subsiding, he pulled out and ordered me to turn around. “I think you might want another bellyful of this,” he panted. “Am I right, baby?” With an eager moan I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue as he stroked his cock. “Ahhhh fuck!” he grunted as a thick glob of come filled my mouth, and I swallowed it down as he spurted the remainder of his jism all over my face. When he was done I happily cleaned his beautiful dick off with my lips and tongue, while telling him how much I loved the taste of his spunk.

With my face still covered with sperm, I slipped on my robe and quietly checked to make sure my husband was still where we had left him. After that Josh followed me into the shower and gave me another glorious fuck, this time standing up. He then went back to the guest room, while I made my way on wobbly legs to my marriage bed. I had never felt so totally satisfied in my entire life.

Josh did indeed move back to town, and now I go over to his apartment at least three times a week, and sometimes he comes to our place while my husband is at work. He has made me his totally submissive lover, and it thrills me to the core when he calls me his bitch. My husband has no idea what has been going on, but he says I am much more pleasant to be around lately. So I figure it’s a plus for everybody.