Meeting a online connection

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I’m online a lot and a member of many different adult sites just like this one. I joined them mostly because I like reading adult stories, viewing photos and videos, posting my own adult photos, exchanging photos, and of course meeting other like minded adults with the same interests as me. Since I’m married and bisexual, I’m also always looking to meet that special bifem near me that I can hook up with for some one on one fun but with no strings attached. I also enjoy men so when it comes to males, my interest is only with meeting up with a man or men that are well endowed, color is not too important to me but the fact that they can show proof that they are well hung is. There are just too many fakes online these days.Unfortunately I guess as I get older finding a willing connection online has gotten even harder or almost impossible. There are so many beautiful ladies out there these days that have much more to offer than I. Their much younger, have hotter bodies, bigger boobs, maybe even tighter holes than me. I guess except for the perverts of the world people find them more attractive, so I thought.I don’t get a lot of replies or comments on my pages but just this past month one day after coming home from work, I decided to check my email and a couple of my site pages to see what was new. On one of my pages I found a reply from a guy, a black guy as it turned out and this is what it said.“I read your profile and think I have what you need. I’m a black male, well hung, and looking for a white woman for sex and fun. If you’re interested reply.” The first thought in my mind was, “Whatever, just another asshole, probably some white guy pretending to be black, just so he can get me to send him some of my private photos.” But you know for some reason I didn’t delete it.I figured I’d show it to my husband Nick later when he got home from work and see what he thought. Nick and I have always been very open with each other and our open lifestyle during our 27 years together. He is also very aware of my bisexual needs as well as my other needs.Well, I totally forgot, and even forgot I hadn’t deleted it until I checked my email again. I read it once again and as I did that dirty, slutty side of my mind took over. I typed a reply to this stranger that just read, “How well hung are you?” and sent it off to see if he’d send a reply or not.Too my surprise and within a few minutes, an instant message popped up from him. “Ten inches long, and seven around. You interested in a picture of it?”“What? Ten inches? No way,that what all guys wish for” I thought. So without thinking I typed, “Sure, go ahead and send one.”A few minutes later, another message and a picture of a big, fat black cock was plastered on my screen. “WOW,” I said. “That is a big fucking cock,is it real and really you?” I wrote back.“Yes it’s şahinbey escort real and yes it’s me. Think you could handle it Baby?”“Well, I don’t know, might have to ask my husband and see what he would say.”“Fuck that shit, I don’t do threesomes with another guy.” “Sorry, he won’t be playing if there’s a guy involved. We only play together if there’s a girl involved.” I said.After a few minutes my new friend said, “Baby, you’ve never been deep-dicked by a ten inch cock before, have you?”“No I haven’t.” I said.“Have you ever wonder what a ten inch cock would feel like in your tight white pussy and ass?”Well this guy wasn’t wasting any time getting right to the point I thought but I wasn’t really sure what I wanted to say to him either. I just replied “I’ll have to get back with you on that one and let ya know.”“That’s cool and it’s all good, Baby. Later!”With that, he logged off. In a way that pissed me off. I hate not having the last word and we had just got started. I just sat there, looking at this picture of a big black cock right there in front of me. I hadn’t answered his question either way but to be honest if I had said no that would have been a lie. I have wondered what a bigger than normal cock would feel like, not that I haven’t had some pretty big ones before. Just not this big. As I sat there looking at that picture and wondering, I could feel my pussy getting wet. He sure had me wondering about it then. I gave myself a quick rub, squeezed my legs together and logged off.After a couple of days, I checked my computer as soon as I got home from work, but no more messages from him. I was a little disappointed, but didn’t think too much of it. The next day I did the same thing, but still no messages. This time I thought, “Why that son of a bitch!” I guess I was mad that he had teased me and gotten away with it, plus maybe that my pride was a little hurt too that he probably thought I wasn’t good looking enough and maybe even too old for him. Pissed off now, I sat down and typed an email to him.“Hey, where you been? I was expecting you to say something.” I got no reply that night, nor the next day or night. Deeply pissed now, I logged on once again the next night and there was a reply.“I ain’t got time for games, girl. Unless you want my black cock inside you, we ain’t got nothing to talk about. But if you do, you can call me at this number. I’m there right now.”Well my heart raced. “It wouldn’t hurt to call him”, I thought, and it was sort of naughty too. “He’d have no idea where I am, or who I am for that matter,” I thought. So what the hell, go for it Jill I thought? Eager but somewhat scared too, I picked up the phone and dialed his number from the message. After a few rings a very obvious black man answered it. “Hello,” he said.“Hey, it’s me. The lady that was online with you that you gave the number.”“Well well,” he said. “You liked that picture of my cock, heh?”“Yes, I’ve been thinking of it,” I confessed. “But I’ve never been with anyone that was that big before.”“You looking for something on the side? I don’t do that relationship shit. If all you want to do is to fuck, I’ll fuck you. I’ll fuck your white pussy raw.”“Well, I don’t think that would be a good idea,” I said joking.“Fuckin bitch,” he said. “Why the fuck you callin me up than? I don’t play fucking games with this shit. If you want fucked and want me to fuck you, just say the word, if not, I’m gonna hang the fuck up.”“Damn, what the fuck’s your problem man?”“Fuck you! You thought you’d call up and give me some teasin? I told you, I don’t play that stuff. You probably couldn’t handle a real cock no why anyhow. Bet your husband’s probably got some tiny six inch piece you can hardly feel any more. How long you been married?”“Twenty Seven years,” I replied.“Shit!!! That motherfucker might as well be using a pencil on your pussy by now. A real man’s cock would split you apart.”After this verbal abuse I was getting really pissed now. “Fuck you than, you’re so full of shit. I could take and handle anything you’d dish out if I wanted to, which I don’t.”“Fine than Bitch, I’ll be hanging up on your ass then.”“Wait! Wait!” I said, and could hardly believe what I said next. “You’re right! I’ve wondered and thought about your cock since you sent me the picture.”“Well I’m in KC come on over, Baby. You on the pill or something?”“Yeah! I’m safe, no need to worry”“Well, you ain’t got nothing to worry about either. I already got kids and I ain’t looking for no more. Just come on over and we’ll fuck and that’s that.”“No strings, no ruff stuff, no pain either alright?” I said.“I told you how it is. You want your white pussy fucked good, I’ll fuck it good.” he replied.”You coming over or what?”I said I’d think about, so he gave me his address in town and hung up without saying another word. Now as I sat there at my computer and thinking about what had just happened, I realized that Nick was still at work and was going to be working a double shift today, filling in for a friend. He would be gone all night and not off shift until tomorrow morning. That meant I had plenty of time to go meet this stranger, get there and get back home before morning if I wanted to, that is. “Damn Jill, what the hell are you thinking,” I thought to myself. This was crazy! “Fuck it, this was crazy but you only live once,” I said, running upstairs to change. I put on a small black dress, some tiny thong panties, no bra since my boobs are still nice I think, brushed out my hair, put on some light pink lipstick, grabbed my purse and keys, and locked the door behind me.The traffic into KC gave me plenty of time to think about what I was doing. It wasn’t like Nick and I had been totally faithful to each other in all these years. I know of couple of times he’s fucked my sister on the side without permission, and I’ve had a few brief quickies with clients at work and even a couple of the agents in the office over the years. So I guess even with an open marriage we still liked to keep secrets once in awhile from each other. I have always sort of been thrilled by the whole black taboo thing, too. I’ve been attracted to black guys before, even slept with a few, but none that were as big as this new guy claimed to be. It was going to be something new for me.After driving for about 45 minutes to town and finding the right apartment complex, I parked outside the apartment building and got out. It looked like a safe and quiet neighborhood, I was more prepared for a lower income part of town, in which case I would have definitely had just kept on going. But here I was, standing at the locked gate in front of a online strangers home. I pushed the intercom button for the apartment number he gave me and than I hear his voice again ask who it was.“It’s me,” I said. He buzzed me in without saying anything, and I walked up to his second floor apartment. As I approached the top of the stairs, a door opened and he walked out into the hallway. I was a little bit surprised by his age. He was in his 40’s too I thought and he was slightly overweight. Maybe I was expecting some young stud from the picture I saw. I guess I really didn’t know what to expect.“Hoo-ee,” he said. “You sure are a fine piece of white ass.”“Gee, thanks,” I said, regretting this whole thing suddenly. He put his hand on my back and led me inside and shut the door behind us. I walked in further and I could feel him staring at me. I turned, self-conscious I guess, and I was right.“Hey, take it easy, relax,” he said. “I ain’t no damn crazy or fucked up rapist. You can leave here whenever you want too. When I said I’d just fuck you good, I meant it, but you can leave whenever you want.”A bit scared I did feel a little reassured by that. “What if I want to go right now?” I asked.Too my surprise he opened the door and stepped away.“Go on, Baby. Door’s wide open.” After a few seconds of me not moving or doing anything, he shut the door. “Bedroom’s right in there. Go on in and take off your shit.”I went into the bedroom and looked around. It was small, but clean. He had a queen size bed that took up most of the room. I put down my purse and sat on the edge of the bed, nervous.“Come on,” I heard him say, “take off your shit.”I turned around to see him standing in the doorway, totally naked. He had a big belly, but it was solid, and not flabby, and right underneath it was that big black cock in the picture. It had to be, no it was the biggest cock I’d ever seen. He took it in his hand and stroked it as he watched me pull my dress off.“That’s some fine titties,” he said.

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