A Mixing of Colors Pt. 01

It had been almost two years since my ex-husband announced he wanted a divorce. His announcement was a shock to say the least and his admission that he was moving in with his secretary was a punch in the gut. Before that day I thought I was living a happy, almost perfect life. I was married to a successful businessman, we had two wonderful, healthy children and I was content with being a stay-at-home mother & his trophy wife. Although I am in my early 40's, I am still considered very attractive with blond hair, D cup breasts and the figure of a woman 20 years my junior. I have often been told I look like Michelle Pfeiffer, which is what my ex told me the first time he met me. But in the last few years of our marriage we talked less, fought more and rarely had sex like we did when we were first married.

It was probably the reason he cheated on me and when his 22-year old secretary told him to either leave me or she would walk, he made a decision that would affect me and my kids forever. First, we tried separation, but the marriage was doomed anyway. For the next year, I still remained faithful, although I had many men ask me out. I thought if I didn't get involved with anyone, my ex would possibly change his mind and come back. He didn't and about six months ago we finalized our divorce. We sold the house and moved into a townhouse condominium. They are in groups of four and we moved into one on the end of the group, to avoid being sandwiched on both sides. Even though our divorce settlement left me in a healthy financial position, I began working again for the first time since college.

I even decided to start date again but it has been a disaster. My first was with a co-worker, who got very serious on our first dinner date and asked if I wanted to move in with him before our desert came. The second was with a very handsome man in his late 40's who I slept with on our third date but discovered he had the smallest penis I have ever seen. My ex was actually nicely endowed with an 8" cock but this poor guy was maybe 4 or 5" at the most and very thin. What made it even worse was he had no technique. But he was a good kisser, which was better that anything I could say about the last guy I slept with. It was just about a month ago and besides being a total bore in bed, he lasted about 5 minutes. Needless to say, I was starving for some good sex and getting hornier every day.

Last week something happened that at the time I didn't know would change my life, my perspective and reveal something about me that I never knew existed. As I came home with my children after picking them up from school, we saw new neighbors were moving in. To my shock it was a young black couple. I say to my shock because of all of the homes in our condo community, there was only one other black couple to my knowledge and they were a retired man & wife in their 60's. As we pulled up to our driveway, my son said "They seem nice." They were waving at us when I turned off the engine to my car.

They both walked from the moving van parked in front of their townhouse and approached us. "Hi" the woman said, "I'm Treva and this is Isiah. We're your new neighbors."

She couldn't have been nicer or more approachable with her wonderful smile. They shook hands with me and my teenage kids. "Hi, I'm Heather." I said "This is my son Austin and my daughter Megan."

They looked to be in their mid-20's and I also couldn't help but notice how handsome Isiah was or how sexy Treva was. Isiah was tall, maybe 6'3" or 6'4", he had a thin athletic body, his skin was a dark shade of black, while Treva was a slight lighter shade. She looked like she could be a model or actress but it was her body that stunned me. I thought my breasts looked good but hers were even fuller with her low-cut shirt revealing some serious cleavage, perhaps maybe double D sized tits. Her ass was huge and even in the jeans she wore, they revealed a curvaceous bottom that had me jealous when they walked away. I welcomed them to the community and told them if they ever needed anything to not hesitate to come by. Our introduction was brief but very pleasant, it also left me in a total mess for several nights.

Although I am not prejudice in any way, I have never been friendly with any black people. My husband never warmed up to anyone outside of our race. For our entire marriage we lived in a predominantly white neighborhood and only socialized with white people. One night before my daughter was born and my son was an infant, my ex-husband and I watched a porno movie. We would watch one from time to time, to help me get in the very horny mood he liked me in those days. One scene had a white woman with a black couple. In the middle of the scene my ex asked if I had ever fantasized about a black man. I asked him if he ever wanted to try a black woman, which he quickly answered "hell no!" I told him I didn't, which was a lie. I had for years without his or anyone else's knowledge.

When I was in high school, at a slumber party with some friends, we discussed the old stereotype of black men having large cocks. I never had heard of it before and my friends told me it was true. It made me very curious and I would catch myself checking out the crotches of my black schoolmates and wondering if they had a big cock. My first boyfriend was average and I ached for years to know what a large cock felt like. The second man I ever slept with was a little bigger but until I met my ex, I was never satisfied with a man's cock, but the black man in the video was huge and the red headed woman who was with this black couple looked to be in extasy. He skipped over the scene to my dismay, but I didn't say anything. It wasn't until that night when he was asleep, I took the DVD to the living room and watched the scene and masturbated, cumming very intensely.

Over the years through our marriage, I would fantasize about a black man or couple without my husband's knowledge. In the shower or even during the day when I was all alone. I couldn't help but realize I was very curious about having sex with someone outside of my race. Even during the separation, I would have the fantasy from time to time and it seemed like that was when I got the horniest and would cum the hardest. After meeting Treva and Isiah, I was masturbating every night. I imagined Isiah having a cock even bigger than my ex's and what Treva's body looked like nude. Every night it got more intense than the pervious night and I was literally driving myself crazy with lust.

That weekend my ex had the kids until Sunday night. On Friday night, since I had the place to myself, I stroked my pussy dreaming of interracial sex with my neighbors. I screamed in delight when I came and slept hard that night. The next day I woke up later than usual with the kids gone. I fixed myself a bowl of fruit and yogurt and sat in my living room. I could hear the sound of R&B music coming from outside. When I peaked out of the window, carefully pulling back the drapes, I saw Isiah washing his car. He looked so good in a tee shirt and jeans. I opened up my robe with nothing on underneath and started to play with my wet pussy once again, but then a crazy and devious ideal came into my head.

I ran into my bedroom and put on a pair of bikini bottoms and the tightest tee shirt I could find but without wearing my bra. I grabbed a bucket and a large sponge from the kitchen and went outside. "Oh, hi Isiah" I said acting surprised to see him.

"Afternoon, Heather. I see you are in the mood to wash your car too." he replied.

"Its too nice of a day not to." I tell him, without revealing my true motive. I start to rinse off my car, while keeping an eye on the handsome stud just thirty feet from me. "Oh shoot!" I said out loud. "Isiah, do you have any soap I can borrow, I don't have any."

"Sure." He said and walked over with a bottle of his soap and filled some in my bucket. I filled the bucket with water and begin to wash my vehicle very sloppily and not afraid to get my shirt wet. I keep looking over to see if Isiah had noticed that my nipples were obviously showing through my shirt but to my disappointment, he started to vacuum his car and never looked at me. I really got myself drenched from head to toe with my shoulder length blond hair dripping wet and even pulling up on my bikini bottom to make my ass cheeks hang out a little more. As I rinsed off the soap, Isiah finished with his car and went inside his townhouse saying "Well, take care Heather."

Frustrated and refusing to accept defeat, I concoct an even bolder plan. After finishing with my car wash, I walked to Isiah's door and knocked. When he answered I said, "I am so sorry to bother you again, but dumb ole me has locked myself out of my townhouse. Can I use a phone to call my family with some keys? My cell phone is in the house."

Seeing that I am dripping wet, Isiah invited me inside. "Now whats this?" As we walk into the living room. "Your locked out and need a phone?"

"Yes, I feel so dumb." I tell him in girlish way.

"Wait right here, my phone is in my car. I'll go get it." He says.

He leaves for a few minutes and comes in, handing me his cell phone. "You must be cold, your dripping wet. Let me get you a towel."

As he disappears down the hallway, I take the phone and call my ex. "Hey, yeah its me." I say in a low voice, hoping Isiah doesn't hear me. "Everything ok with the kids? Ok great, I'll see you Sunday." I probably confused my ex but I had to act like I called someone. My plan is to tell Isiah that someone will be over in an hour and maybe I can get him to notice me in my wet tee shirt. In my head I wasn't trying to seduce him, but put an image of me in his head like he has been in mine for the past week.

"Everything ok?" I hear Isiah's voice behind me. As I turn to tell him that it will be a little time until someone can bring a key, I see a sight that shocks and excites me immediately. Isiah is standing there with only a towel wrapped around his waist. He walks around and stands right in front of me.

"When I stepped out, I actually opened your front door, so we both know you aren't locked out. We also know you want me to notice how you look in that wet tee shirt. Since you went to all of this trouble to get my attention, I thought I should get yours. So, here's your towel...take it." He said inviting.

Suddenly fear and intimidation washes over me as I ponder what I have gotten myself into. "Isiah, I really thought I was locked out and..." Suddenly he stepped even closer to me. Isiah was less than a foot away and he once again commanded, "Take the towel Heather." Almost instinctually I reached my hand out, which was visibly shaking. I pulled the towel and it fell to the floor revealing Isiah's completely nude body. It was hotter and sexier than I imagined. He had muscular arms, legs, a six-pack and a very well-defined chest, all covered in dark chocolate skin. It was the first time I had seen a black man in the nude in front of me and it was an incredible sight. When my eyes fixated on Isiah's throbbing cock, I nearly swallowed my tongue. Before that day I had never seen a cock larger than my ex's, but Isiah's ebony monster easily bested him both in length and girth. It hung and was semi-erect but it still looked huge and very thick. It pulsated in front of my eyes and was still growing, getting harder as I stared at it.

My hand started to reach out to grab his impressive manhood, but I pulled it back. My thoughts turned to Treva and how awful I would feel knowing I would disrespect her marriage the way my ex-husband's secretary did mine. Isiah saw my hesitation and asked what was wrong.

"I can't... I can't do this to Treva." I tell him.

"Maybe I want you to." A familiar voice said behind me and I turn in shock to see Treva entering the room, completely nude! Her body was incredibly hot and sexy. Her curvaceous body was unbelievable with huge swollen tits and a round shapely ass without an ounce of fat, just about as close to perfection as a woman could be. Her dark shiny skin only made her body more erotic and alluring. I was speechless, this hot black couple stood in front of me as all I could do was stare in silent shock. They knew they had me speechless.

Treva stood next to her husband and began to stroke his huge cock. "Are you sure you wanna pass up on this?", she asked teasingly. I watched as her hand caused his cock to grow even longer, thicker and harder. It had to be over 10" now.

"That's the biggest, most beautiful cock I have ever seen" I say in a shy, frightened voice. My intimidation was clear and obvious. But now I had no reason to refuse, Treva was there encouraging me to suck Isaiah's cock. Treva cupped the back of my head and brought it closer to his dick. Now my mouth was just inches from this huge black cock and I knew I was soon going to enjoy my first interracial experience. Without saying a word, I opened my mouth, inviting them to fill it with Isaiah's ebony monster. Treva pushed my head forward and brought Isiah's cock to my mouth and I was soon was filled with his big black cock. I wrapped my lips around the cock that had stuffed my mouth and began to suck.

It was truly a mouthful, my jaws wide, taking his thickness. As much as it filled my mouth, there was still nearly half of his cock out of my mouth which made me utter "Oh my God", despite it being full of his manhood. Treva had a domineering look on her face as she caused my mouth to bob up and down on Isiah's dick. She had a handful of my hair as she caused me to go down deep on his cock. Each time I was made to go down deep on his huge dark dick, my mouth would water more intensely until saliva started to spill out of my mouth and droll onto my chin. It also coated Isiah's penis and made it look slick & wet.

As I continued to suck his cock, my mind wondered to past times when my ex would beg and plead me to give him oral sex. Although I would usually succumb to his begging, I never really enjoyed sucking his cock. Sucking Isiah's huge cock was different. I really enjoyed doing it because it turned me on. It also helped when Treva began to remove my wet cloths and stripped me completely nude. Now I was as naked as this sexy, ebony couple and as I continued to lick and suck all 11" of Isiah's prick, his wife began to fondle my tits and body.

With my mouth so wet and because he was so big, the sounds of my mouth slurping on his cock was very loud, as was my moaning. I moaned because I loved what Treva was doing to me, touching and caressing me while kissing and licking my neck and behind my ears. While she violated me in a very feminine way, her husband was violating my mouth in a very manly way. I was in heaven. Treva pulled his heavy penis out of my mouth and rubbed the soaking wet head all over my face. She soon painted my face with my saliva and lifted his cock inviting me to suck and lick his huge balls. Again, it was an act I either protested to do to my ex-husband or even flatly refused, but for Isiah and Treva, I was all too eager.

"MMMMMMM" I purred as I had a mouthful of just one of his nuts. They were surprisingly delicious with a touch of sweetness while being a tad salty. They were shaved smooth so it made it even better to lick them and soon I was licking back up his incredible length which was something I still couldn't get over. "My God, you are truly lucky to married to a cock like this." I felt compelled to tell Treva.

As soon as those words came out of my mouth, Treva joined me in polishing off Isiah's cock with her mouth. Although there was plenty of cock to share, we often came across each other's lips and when we did, we kissed with passion and excitement. Treva had full, thick lips which made her kisses powerful and soft. If I wasn't sitting on the couch I probably would have fell to my knees, she had them so weak with her kisses. If I wasn't kissing Treva with passion, I was sucking Isiah's huge member. My mouth was in ecstasy.

Our oral rendezvous could have lasted all day but soon Treva pulled away and took her husband's cock out of my mouth. "Please, please let me suck it more. Just a little more." I begged. It was hard to believe that I was begging like my husband, but if he wanted to be sucked half as bad as I wanted to continue to suck on this monster cock, I couldn't blame him.

"No, no" Treva said sternly, "Its time you really enjoy this cock." With those words, I knew what was next and I quickly shifted back on the couch and spread my legs. Although I could have continued to give Isiah some passionate oral sex, I knew it was time to really enjoy my first black cock. I left my ass hanging on the side of the couch and laid back with my head propped up. Isiah got on his knees in front of me and stroked his cock. Although he was hard as a rock, I couldn't tell if he wanted to stiffen it a bit more or just tease me a bit. It was probably the later, because he just looked at me while he jacked off that beautiful piece of dark meat.

Treva stood next to Isiah and looked down on me inviting him with my open legs and wanting eyes. "So, are you ready for your first black cock?" she asked sternly.

"Yes" I answered.

"You've wanted a black cock for a long time, haven't you?"

"Oh my God, yes...YES!! I have wanted a big black cock since I was a teenager." I admited.

"Have you ever thought of a black man and a black woman at the same time?"

"Yes, I have thought of that for just as many years. I have never fantasied about a white couple, only black couples. I have waited for this day for a long time." Her questions were filling me with anticipation and making my pussy even wetter.

"Did you want us when you first met us?" Treva asked.

"I have fantasized about you two every night since I met you." I tell her honestly.

"Well the wait is over." Isiah interrupts and pushed his huge cock head inside me. My eyes widened and my jaw droped. The sensation of his huge head pushing against my pussy lips is incredible and just when I thought he might be too big; it penetrated my lips and slid inside me. My wet pussy helped glide him deeper and deeper as I watch the incredible sight of his long ebony cock pushing deeper and deeper into my white pussy. As inch after inch continues to find its way inside me, Treva comes to my side and again fondles my tits and soon begins to suck on them.

I have to shift my head to continue to witness the erotic sight of that big black cock sliding inside me. Isiah's expert touch knows how to handle his big dick with a woman who has never had a man of his size. Although it is filling and pushes my limits, his cock is never too painful. Well, maybe a touch but not enough to prevent me from really enjoying it. Isiah smartly slides in a few inches, then pull out, followed with a deeper push of his cock. It takes him a while before he has completely filled my pussy with his big black cock and he still has an inch or two to go! I throw my head back in great pleasure with Isiah plunging deep inside of me with incredible girth and Treva squeezing & sucking my tits.

"You two are incredible!" I announce. With that Treva does what I had been hoping she would do for some time; she jumps up on the couch and lowers her pussy in front of my face. Now when I was in college, I had kissed a girl on a dare at a frat party and even grabbed her breast, but as far as my history with woman that's as far as I ever went. Now I was staring at this young black woman's pussy. It was just a few inches from my face. I waited for Treva to smother me with it but she just left it there, inches from my mouth. I could tell she was teasing me.

"Come get it white girl." Her voice sounded angry but is sounded like music to my ears because it made me really want to taste her. I immediately stuck my tongue out of my mouth and slid it between her pussy lips, penetrating her with my tongue. I took my lips and engulfed her pussy, giving it a suck as I completely enveloped my mouth over her sexy black pussy. It hit me like a ton of bricks; I was eating a black woman's pussy. It was an act I would have never believed I would find myself doing a couple of years ago but at the moment I felt like it was something I was born to do.