Hello, my name is Olga, I'm a 36-year-old Madrid girl who studied law at Complutense and got married to a guy I met in college seven years ago. My sex life can be classified as normal, although I fell in love with Luis (my husband's name), now I think of him more like the father of my children than an intimate partner, since he's a bit dull in that aspect, which I believe is common today, so maybe there are many divorces. Therefore, our sex life is quite monotonous, we usually do it on Saturdays at night with little imagination (we just go missionary and that's it). We have two daughters aged 7 and 8 who spend a lot of time with my parents due to both our work commitments.
As every woman has her secrets, and in the sexual field too, do you want to know mine? Well, I like being submissive, letting the man use me as he pleases and possess me. I also have a weakness for black men, the darker the better, and the more masculine the better. Neither my husband nor anyone else has any idea about this; in fact, I think this is the first time I've openly expressed it.
By the way, I haven't described myself yet, I'm a medium-haired chestnut brunette, 167 cm tall and 56 kg heavy, I work part-time at an agency in central Madrid and I'm very flirtatious, I take care of my appearance, including my fingernails and toenails. I love suits with jackets and expensive perfumes (I'm more or less a snob). My weakness is stockings and fine lingerie sets, I have many, although Luis doesn't really find them exciting. My breasts are normal, size 95, and my bum is a bit rounded. I like being looked at when I walk down the street and having guys whistle at me (who wouldn't?). My friends from university, Lucia and Raquel, and I went out to have something to drink during the week. We always try to maintain this friendship because we get along wonderfully when we met and are great friends. For the occasion, I wore a suit with a skirt that reached my knees, high heels, loose hair, and black tights, to be honest, I looked quite pretty.
We went to dinner at a well-known restaurant in the center of Madrid, ordered wine, and it started going up our heads. After dessert, Lucia said we weren't going to take a drink at a place next door that plays ethnic music. I told her it didn't seem like a very suitable place for us because of two reasons: the average age was lower than ours and they had many foreigners who would probably start fights (on the other hand, I thought there would be good people of color). I don't know how it went but ended up convincing them. After leaving the restaurant, we headed to the mentioned place that was just a couple of steps away. Once inside, they let us in without paying, I imagine because we were solo girls, since a group that came behind us observed as they charged 6 euros per person.
Inside, the atmosphere was what I imagined: many foreigners and an average age ranging from 24 to 26 years old. Once there and a bit affected by the wine from dinner, we ordered some Cuba Libres, I'm not used to drinking and things were getting complicated, already a little tipsy, I started noticing the guys in the place, all of them were foreigners, there were Arabs, blacks, South Americans etc... among them, (who's being honest, they were looking at us very insistently) I fixed on a black guy, about 1.85 meters tall and strong build with Afro hair, who was also looking at us, I got hooked on him, what a guy, he was really good-looking, it was like the kind of guy that gets me going at a thousand miles per hour, besides... I should have been over 24 or 25 years old. My friends told me when they saw me looking at him that I liked the boy, I pretended and said it wasn't true, that I only had eyes for my Luis (but it was just an excuse). Well, after a while of glances, and I getting hotter by the atmosphere and situation, the boy approached me, I thought I was going to die, he introduced himself as Alberto and asked if I could join him for a drink, I don't know why (or maybe I do) but I agreed, my friends were left speechless, they didn't think I would accept, but I did and to this day I have no regrets at all. He accompanied me to the bar and invited me to another cubata, we sat down in a quieter part of the room that was set up like a calm area, he started talking about himself, told me he worked at McDonald's, had come to Spain five years ago from Guinea and lived with other compatriots in a shared flat on Gran Vía, spoke good Spanish and I got even more attracted to him, he was handsome and was like a train. The hours flew by, we talked about my life, that I was married and the rest, he made the typical joke of telling me he wasn't jealous.... I was getting hotter, Alberto was looking at me more boldly, my legs and cleavage that my blouse left visible. At this point, my friends arrived to tell us they were leaving and it wasn't for nothing since it was 4 am (oh my god!) they left me alone with this boy and whispered in my ear to take advantage of the fact that the boy was up for being taken, I smiled and they left. Now I was lost, I had been left alone with this piece of a boy, who was 10 years younger than me and whom I had inside me at a thousand. Finally he asked if I wanted to go see his flat since no one would be there as his roommates worked nights in discos and bars and wouldn't arrive until 8 or 9 am, besides we were close to his house. the hour to decide, or go back to my house, put on my pajamas and sleep, or let myself be carried away by the situation. It cost me to decide, but I couldn't waste that proposal, I was dying to be alone with Alberto, to be his, to be his submissive like I like it. I had warmed up with his foreign accent, his mouth, his muscular arms, his legs, I was at my limit. I didn't think about my husband at all, not even remembered him, besides my girls were having a good time with my parents (they had taken them to the snow with that week's white thing). Then I told Alberto that I would like him to show me his house. With that, everything was said...
The house was 10 minutes from the tavern when we went up, he showed it to me entirely, it was disordered, you could tell the absence of feminine hand, he showed me what they called the living room, which wasn't more than a couple of armchairs and three chairs around a TV that was already a few years old. He showed me how his room wasn't tidy but seemed clean when we entered, suddenly he hugged me very tightly and planted a kiss with tongue deep, I left cold, although I expected that moment, it's more I desired it, I had been caught off guard, but then I responded by linking my tongue to his and exploring his teeth deeply. How hot was I!, Alberto immediately grabbed my ass and squeezed it hard, and told me some words that I'll always remember:
Do you want to be my slut tonight?
To which I replied without hesitation due to my heat that yes, but if he treated me like I like it, I would have him at my feet for the rest of my life. I didn't believe myself in that situation but my instinct could overcome me and I gave myself up body and soul to my black man.
First he said he wanted something special, I asked him what and he said he wanted to see me on my knees like he had said, but licking them. The proposal impressed and excited me at the same time, since it seemed that my beloved black Alberto was tired of domination, and that was too much... It seemed I had found the sole of my shoe. And as I have a submissive soul, I knelt before him, depositing my knees wrapped in black stockings on a nearby cushion, untying his shoelaces one by one, the sweat smell intoxicating me, taking out his socks and giving his beautiful black feet a massage, doing it well, passing my fingers between his, enjoying myself. After a good while massaging them with my hands, I slowly approached my mouth to his thick toe without looking away from him, took it all in my mouth and savored it, with my eyes telling Alberto that I was at his disposal for whatever he wanted, the bitter taste of his sweat only increasing my excitement, it was incredible seeing myself there eating his feet off an impressive black man while not even remembering my husband. While I was licking his feet, he said: 'Go up to my cock and see how my slutty mom is doing.' Every time I heard him call me a slut or some vulgarity like that, instead of getting indignant, I got even hotter, but by that point thinking one could get any hotter was just a utopia. Just as he ordered, I climbed up his legs, kissing and licking every inch of my beloved black man, the hairs on his legs entering my mouth to leave me with that bitter-sweet taste of male sweat that I loved so much. I was totally committed, an exemplary wife licking the body of a black man, lying in his house like a cheap, vulgar slut... or worse. When I reached his enormous black cock, I discovered it and without further ado ate it all up, licked it from top to bottom and back again while my black man grunted with pleasure, seeming like a dog thirsty for sex and this same night was going to get its revenge and I wanted to satisfy myself with him. He asked me to lick his balls and I did so gladly, first one and then the other, they were deliciously large and hairy ummmm, when I had one of them in my mouth, he asked for something I didn't expect: foxy lick my ass to the bottom.... The tone and proposal at the same time put me at 1000, slowly lowered my tongue and began to lick his ass, first with quick licks, absorbing a flavor that I would never forget, but I knew he wanted more, and without further ado, I stuck my tongue in deep, cleaned it out deep, while he called me foxy, slut... the more he called me, the deeper I put my tongue and twisted it in the most intimate part of his hole, the flavors I savored contradicted me but I was beyond myself...
He had me licking his butt for about 20 minutes, then he told me to get ready because he was going to screw me until I split, so I got on top of him like a college girl and in a couple of seconds he screwed me like an animal, let out a scream that the neighbors must have heard but it didn't matter because nobody knew me there, I started screaming as he started pumping more and more, I was unleashed, screaming like a release, my black man besides insulting me pinched my nipples, so we were like that for about 10 minutes in which I came 5 or 6 times, when he was going to finish he got out of me and told me to eat it, I obeyed right away and he came in my mouth with an abundance that didn't seem possible, tried to swallow all but it was impossible, it was slipping out through the lips and although I was straining to swallow the lovely cum from this stud, almost half escaped, mother of mine what a guy, any woman would dream of someone like this...
He fell asleep right after coming, then I started thinking about what I had done and how slutty I was for it.
As every woman has her secrets, and in the sexual field too, do you want to know mine? Well, I like being submissive, letting the man use me as he pleases and possess me. I also have a weakness for black men, the darker the better, and the more masculine the better. Neither my husband nor anyone else has any idea about this; in fact, I think this is the first time I've openly expressed it.
By the way, I haven't described myself yet, I'm a medium-haired chestnut brunette, 167 cm tall and 56 kg heavy, I work part-time at an agency in central Madrid and I'm very flirtatious, I take care of my appearance, including my fingernails and toenails. I love suits with jackets and expensive perfumes (I'm more or less a snob). My weakness is stockings and fine lingerie sets, I have many, although Luis doesn't really find them exciting. My breasts are normal, size 95, and my bum is a bit rounded. I like being looked at when I walk down the street and having guys whistle at me (who wouldn't?). My friends from university, Lucia and Raquel, and I went out to have something to drink during the week. We always try to maintain this friendship because we get along wonderfully when we met and are great friends. For the occasion, I wore a suit with a skirt that reached my knees, high heels, loose hair, and black tights, to be honest, I looked quite pretty.
We went to dinner at a well-known restaurant in the center of Madrid, ordered wine, and it started going up our heads. After dessert, Lucia said we weren't going to take a drink at a place next door that plays ethnic music. I told her it didn't seem like a very suitable place for us because of two reasons: the average age was lower than ours and they had many foreigners who would probably start fights (on the other hand, I thought there would be good people of color). I don't know how it went but ended up convincing them. After leaving the restaurant, we headed to the mentioned place that was just a couple of steps away. Once inside, they let us in without paying, I imagine because we were solo girls, since a group that came behind us observed as they charged 6 euros per person.
Inside, the atmosphere was what I imagined: many foreigners and an average age ranging from 24 to 26 years old. Once there and a bit affected by the wine from dinner, we ordered some Cuba Libres, I'm not used to drinking and things were getting complicated, already a little tipsy, I started noticing the guys in the place, all of them were foreigners, there were Arabs, blacks, South Americans etc... among them, (who's being honest, they were looking at us very insistently) I fixed on a black guy, about 1.85 meters tall and strong build with Afro hair, who was also looking at us, I got hooked on him, what a guy, he was really good-looking, it was like the kind of guy that gets me going at a thousand miles per hour, besides... I should have been over 24 or 25 years old. My friends told me when they saw me looking at him that I liked the boy, I pretended and said it wasn't true, that I only had eyes for my Luis (but it was just an excuse). Well, after a while of glances, and I getting hotter by the atmosphere and situation, the boy approached me, I thought I was going to die, he introduced himself as Alberto and asked if I could join him for a drink, I don't know why (or maybe I do) but I agreed, my friends were left speechless, they didn't think I would accept, but I did and to this day I have no regrets at all. He accompanied me to the bar and invited me to another cubata, we sat down in a quieter part of the room that was set up like a calm area, he started talking about himself, told me he worked at McDonald's, had come to Spain five years ago from Guinea and lived with other compatriots in a shared flat on Gran Vía, spoke good Spanish and I got even more attracted to him, he was handsome and was like a train. The hours flew by, we talked about my life, that I was married and the rest, he made the typical joke of telling me he wasn't jealous.... I was getting hotter, Alberto was looking at me more boldly, my legs and cleavage that my blouse left visible. At this point, my friends arrived to tell us they were leaving and it wasn't for nothing since it was 4 am (oh my god!) they left me alone with this boy and whispered in my ear to take advantage of the fact that the boy was up for being taken, I smiled and they left. Now I was lost, I had been left alone with this piece of a boy, who was 10 years younger than me and whom I had inside me at a thousand. Finally he asked if I wanted to go see his flat since no one would be there as his roommates worked nights in discos and bars and wouldn't arrive until 8 or 9 am, besides we were close to his house. the hour to decide, or go back to my house, put on my pajamas and sleep, or let myself be carried away by the situation. It cost me to decide, but I couldn't waste that proposal, I was dying to be alone with Alberto, to be his, to be his submissive like I like it. I had warmed up with his foreign accent, his mouth, his muscular arms, his legs, I was at my limit. I didn't think about my husband at all, not even remembered him, besides my girls were having a good time with my parents (they had taken them to the snow with that week's white thing). Then I told Alberto that I would like him to show me his house. With that, everything was said...
The house was 10 minutes from the tavern when we went up, he showed it to me entirely, it was disordered, you could tell the absence of feminine hand, he showed me what they called the living room, which wasn't more than a couple of armchairs and three chairs around a TV that was already a few years old. He showed me how his room wasn't tidy but seemed clean when we entered, suddenly he hugged me very tightly and planted a kiss with tongue deep, I left cold, although I expected that moment, it's more I desired it, I had been caught off guard, but then I responded by linking my tongue to his and exploring his teeth deeply. How hot was I!, Alberto immediately grabbed my ass and squeezed it hard, and told me some words that I'll always remember:
Do you want to be my slut tonight?
To which I replied without hesitation due to my heat that yes, but if he treated me like I like it, I would have him at my feet for the rest of my life. I didn't believe myself in that situation but my instinct could overcome me and I gave myself up body and soul to my black man.
First he said he wanted something special, I asked him what and he said he wanted to see me on my knees like he had said, but licking them. The proposal impressed and excited me at the same time, since it seemed that my beloved black Alberto was tired of domination, and that was too much... It seemed I had found the sole of my shoe. And as I have a submissive soul, I knelt before him, depositing my knees wrapped in black stockings on a nearby cushion, untying his shoelaces one by one, the sweat smell intoxicating me, taking out his socks and giving his beautiful black feet a massage, doing it well, passing my fingers between his, enjoying myself. After a good while massaging them with my hands, I slowly approached my mouth to his thick toe without looking away from him, took it all in my mouth and savored it, with my eyes telling Alberto that I was at his disposal for whatever he wanted, the bitter taste of his sweat only increasing my excitement, it was incredible seeing myself there eating his feet off an impressive black man while not even remembering my husband. While I was licking his feet, he said: 'Go up to my cock and see how my slutty mom is doing.' Every time I heard him call me a slut or some vulgarity like that, instead of getting indignant, I got even hotter, but by that point thinking one could get any hotter was just a utopia. Just as he ordered, I climbed up his legs, kissing and licking every inch of my beloved black man, the hairs on his legs entering my mouth to leave me with that bitter-sweet taste of male sweat that I loved so much. I was totally committed, an exemplary wife licking the body of a black man, lying in his house like a cheap, vulgar slut... or worse. When I reached his enormous black cock, I discovered it and without further ado ate it all up, licked it from top to bottom and back again while my black man grunted with pleasure, seeming like a dog thirsty for sex and this same night was going to get its revenge and I wanted to satisfy myself with him. He asked me to lick his balls and I did so gladly, first one and then the other, they were deliciously large and hairy ummmm, when I had one of them in my mouth, he asked for something I didn't expect: foxy lick my ass to the bottom.... The tone and proposal at the same time put me at 1000, slowly lowered my tongue and began to lick his ass, first with quick licks, absorbing a flavor that I would never forget, but I knew he wanted more, and without further ado, I stuck my tongue in deep, cleaned it out deep, while he called me foxy, slut... the more he called me, the deeper I put my tongue and twisted it in the most intimate part of his hole, the flavors I savored contradicted me but I was beyond myself...
He had me licking his butt for about 20 minutes, then he told me to get ready because he was going to screw me until I split, so I got on top of him like a college girl and in a couple of seconds he screwed me like an animal, let out a scream that the neighbors must have heard but it didn't matter because nobody knew me there, I started screaming as he started pumping more and more, I was unleashed, screaming like a release, my black man besides insulting me pinched my nipples, so we were like that for about 10 minutes in which I came 5 or 6 times, when he was going to finish he got out of me and told me to eat it, I obeyed right away and he came in my mouth with an abundance that didn't seem possible, tried to swallow all but it was impossible, it was slipping out through the lips and although I was straining to swallow the lovely cum from this stud, almost half escaped, mother of mine what a guy, any woman would dream of someone like this...
He fell asleep right after coming, then I started thinking about what I had done and how slutty I was for it.
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