Alysin's Black Affairs

by Moozer

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Consensual, Romantic, Heterosexual, MaleDom, FemaleDom, Spanking, Gang Bang, Interracial, White Couple, Black Male, White Female, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Lactation, Pregnancy, Cream Pie, Voyeurism, Size, Body Modification, Big Breasts, Transformation, Prostitution, Nudism, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: White teacher takes black lover and explores her sensuality to the fullest.

The following is the result of an interview this author had with a white woman named Alysin Carter. Alysin loves black men. She was reluctant to talk about it publically until she gave me this interview. — Moozer.

Interviewer: You consented to give this interview on tape. I am going to turn on the recorder now. You are 37 years old. You have an 18-year-old daughter. You grew up in southeastern Virginia and attended the University of Virginia. After you graduated, you worked as a teacher in an inter-city high school. Your husband, David, is an accountant.

Now, I am going to let you tell your story.

I have always been very careful about my long-term affairs with black men and especially Del. I like to think of it as a managed relationship. This is no common affair. Del is black and I am white.

"Going black" was not something I did on a whim. A black man did not sweep off my feet either. After all, I am a mother of an 18-year-old daughter. I had been studying my moves carefully. Black men seem so powerful and virile. I think it started as a curiosity. Then it turned into deep interest. Yes! That is the way it was. Now it is lust. Yes, it is deep lust. I admit that.

(Alysin paused to light up a cigarette.)

Interviewer: Describe yourself, Alysin.

I am not your ordinary white woman. I am five-feet, two-inches. I weigh 105 pounds. My blonde hair is long and natural, but I enhance the color. Black men tell me I am gorgeous! I love to show off my slender white legs and ankles in short skirts with hemlines 10 inches above my knees. Black men tell me that my full lips make me especially alluring.

(Alysin stood up and turned for me.)

Look at my ass. That is 35 inches and that makes my 22-inch waist seem narrower. What do you think?

(She opened her blouse and unhooked her lacy pink bra. She seemed very at ease about her body.)

Look at these tits. I love to hold my hands under them and lift them up then squeeze them together. My original 34C's would have been small on a bigger woman, but on me, they were proportional to my body. Del wanted them enhanced. Therefore, they are 34DD's now.

Alysin dropped her clothing in a chair and sat down. She picked up her cigarette, crossed her legs and took a deep drag. She exhaled.)

Where was I? Oh, yes!

I think that black men had been watching me for years. At the prestigious college I attended, I would see them glaring at me. The boys at the high school where I taught English would hit on me.

One day I a young black thug in one of my classes caught me looking at the tattoo on his arm. The tattoo read, "Ever Had a Nigga?" I was embarrassed. From that day on, he hit on me every opportunity. Of course, I wanted to kiss him and let him use me, but that would have been professional suicide!

He had a white girlfriend, named Sheryl. I saw them everywhere kissing. Actually, it was more like sucking face.

Black men hit on me at the mall, too. Practically, everywhere I went black men hit on me. I think my alabaster white skin, hot body, and blonde hair were like a neon sign to black men.

(She uncrossed her legs slowly, revealing her hot pink thong. She was wearing a tight micro-mini skirt. She took a deep draw. Held it and then exhaled again.)

About the same time, my hubby, David, and I started watching porn. Our interest started drifting to interracial videos. We began discussing an interracial affair for me. He wanted to watch me. It was spontaneous. The idea of being a cuckold excited David, too. We watched many interracial videos back then. I accumulated a large number of interracial websites. I would masturbate, and he would jerk off. I tried personals on the website, but nothing brought the responses we expected.

I am very athletic. I work out. Somehow, in the back of my mind I thought that if my body was tight and buff, I would be successful at a hot affair. Therefore, I was and still am in great shape. I work out two hours a day. I have never told David that those workouts included Kegel exercises to tighten my pussy.

(She laughed and took a drag on her cigarette.)

My blackening — that is what I call it — started when I saw him standing there. He was smoking a cigarette and looking directly at me. I was walking toward him. I was wearing a very short denim miniskirt and strappy high heel sandals. I had a tight thin sweater that swooped low revealing the top of my tits. I could see his eyes literally feasting on my feet then moved up my legs. His eyes paused on my tits before stopping at my lips.

Oh! I wanted him to speak to me. I wanted that so bad!

He said, "Hi!" That one word started it.

His name was Brian. It turned out that he was an independent film director and producer. One thing led to another, and then I let him drive me to his apartment. His apartment was a huge loft layout in a trashy side of town that I had never seen before.

He poured me a drink. Then he put on a porn video. The images lit up four huge high definition television screens. I almost choked. I had seen porn before and thoroughly enjoyed it. This time, the star was a beautiful blonde woman fucking three coal black men. I was shocked! The contrasts in their skin were erotic. She was thoroughly enjoying it. I wanted that.

Most of all, when the camera focused on a big 11-inch black dick sliding into her pussy, I started to faint. Oh! My!

(She took a deep drag on her cigarette pushed her blonde hair back behind her left ear. Her dress was revealing her thong and her legs were wide open.)

Brian put down his drink and moved closer to me. He had a presence about him. I could smell his manliness. It was cologne mixed with the scent of a man.

I wanted him to kiss me. Then he put his arm around my waist and drew me towards him.

I thought I was going to swoon when his lips touched mine. I have to admit I have seen black men and white women kissing. It was so hot. I admit that I watched their mouths moving and their tongues touching.

Brian's lips were so thick and sexy. His hands were all over me in an instant. I was feeling sensations everywhere. Our mouths were so wet. I could taste him. I felt his tongue slip into my mouth and touch my tongue.

I wanted to feel his dick. I reached down and felt his pants and grasp his dick.

I never realized how submissive I was until he started undressing me. Each article of clothing he removed was peeling away my resistance and making me more submissive. When the cool air touched my bare tits, it was a shock. He slowly laid me back on the couch. Somewhere he had removed his clothes. I guess my body was in sensory over-load.

He whispered, "Take it and guide me in."

I had no problem finding his dick. I found out later it was 10-inches long. I felt him push. I thought I was going to pass out. I never felt anything like that before.

(She crossed her legs again and took another drag. She looked at her slender thighs for a moment. She exhaled and began again.)

He started fucking me. No one had ever fucked me like this. I realized at that moment. I wanted it. Nothing had ever made me feel that way before. It was like a dream. His hands were moving over my body. His lips were so warm. The tastes, the smells, and the pleasure were all I could stand; and at the same time, I wanted more! My eyes stayed closed all this time!

I began to feel it in my hips centered on my clit. It was like a tidal wave spreading over my body. First, I began trembling uncontrollably. Then my hips pushed up as the pleasure spread all over my body! I heard a voice and realized it was my voice saying, "I love it. It feels so good."

I felt him heave forward and freeze. Then for the first time in my life, I felt a man's cum shoot like a stream inside my cunt. Damn! It felt like a huge amount.

I realized I was unprotected. I had stopped using the pill long ago. I was completely unprotected, but I still wanted it. I did not care!

We laid there for a while savoring our afterglows. His dick remained hard and deep in my body. I wanted him to stay in me forever. I could imagine his sperm swimming around in my womb. From that first day, I wanted a black baby. Brian told me to stay off the pill. My baby desires strengthen my bond to Brian.

Brian made it clear from the beginning that he wanted to feel my pussy bareback. I admit there is something sexier about feeling a man's skin against my pussy walls.

He got up, opened a cabinet door, and removed a tape from a machine. He rewound it and put it in a player. Suddenly, the high-definition TV screens lit up with an image of Brian fucking me. I had never imagined how sensual it would be watching a black man fuck me. It was surreal. It was the most erotic porn video I had ever seen!

I looked at the clock and realized we had been fucking for an hour. I was exhausted. I continued to tremble with the afterglow.

(Alysin gazed out the window for 30 seconds without saying a word. She took a shallow drag and held it. She exhaled and re-crossed her legs. She continued.)

Brian lit up a cigarette and took a deep drag. I watched as the smoke curled up and away. He handed it to me. I took a puff.

He said, "No! No! No!"

He showed me how to inhale by taking a deep drag and opening my mouth to bring in more air. When the smoke entered my lungs, I could feel a deep pleasure mixing with my afterglow. I have been a smoker from that day.

I started coming over to Brian's apartment regularly. Then he started texting me to come over. I would drop everything and go to him.

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