For more than twenty-years, my next door neighbor has been VERY overweight. She and her husband ran a business out of their house, and she rarely got outdoors. He was an avid bicycle rider (like me) but she never joined him.

They had a young daughter and with that, being “yuppies” of course comes the Au Pair or nanny. Over several years they cycled through at least four or five young, attractive girls, and I knew what the score was. “Daddy” had to have his candy...

One day I noticed that the latest piece-of-ass nanny was gone, replaced by a mature woman in at least her sixties. Pretty Pl Continue»

For more than twenty-years, my next door neighbor has been VERY overweight. She and her husband ran a business out of their house, and she rarely got outdoors. He was an avid bicycle rider (like me) but she never joined him.

They had a young daughter and with that, being “yuppies” of course comes the Au Pair or nanny. Over several years they cycled through at least four or five young, attractive girls, and I knew what the score was. “Daddy” had to have his candy...

One day I noticed that the latest piece-of-ass nanny was gone, replaced by a mature woman in at least her sixties. Pretty Plain-Jane, but slender and nice legs. I learned that the nanny had tripped while walking around the house and landed on “Daddy’s” cock. Poor girl tried to get off of him, but it took several minutes of bouncing up-and-down on him. At least that’s what “Daddy” told the wife when she caught them. This situation was a bonus for me in that the new nanny was also a housekeeper. I booked her for two days a week, and it did not take long for the two of us to start a fuck-buddy relationship. That’s one of the things I LOVE about older white women. Not a lot of men see them as attractive anymore, and they want the attention. Best of all, in my case being a Black man, they don’t want to be in a relationship with me, they just want to fuck! Which is great for me because most of them have never fucked black cock, and they want to get wild and freaky with it. This new nanny was no different.

Anyway, hubby moved out. Its been a couple of years since getting caught so I haven’t seen him around. Haven’t seen much of wifey either. Until a couple of months ago. She SHED at least a hundred pounds! Revenge of the ex-hubby I guess. She’s in her early fifties now and looks like the typical mature white woman I love to get with. After weighing so much for so long, her calf muscles are stunning! I thank God she didn’t go the “cougar” route - an older woman in her forties and fifties dressing and act like she’s in her twenties (those days are GONE - deal with it!). She dresses a bit on the conservative side, which is great fantasy for me. Connie (that’s her name) was always cute in the face - especially her mouth. She has full lips, but shaped in that way that you want them in hot red lipstick sucking your cock. Even at her heaviest weight, I wanted her to suck me off...

Connie spent more time outdoors now. She tended her flowers, always in exercise tights. I had to tap that! I complimented her whenever I saw her. Once, I stroked myself semi0hard and took my waste bin to the front curb when she was out in her front yard. I went over to her and chatted really about nothing. Her eyes kept going to my bulge. She asked me if I had a pair of pruning shears she could borrow because the ones she had were dull. Into my garage we went.

Another thing I LOVE about older white women - when they want to get it on, they go to work like NOW! Connie started rubbing my soft erection through my pants. Her wearing a clingy sundress did not impede my BBC getting harder. I stepped back from Connie, took her hand, and spun her around taking her in. There were those muscular calves leading up to a shapely ass. Connie never had much in the way of big tits, and with the drastic weight loss, they were a bit saggy. But that mouth. I had to see those lips on my BBC!

There was no small talk, just the two of us feeling each other up. I had an older white woman that had not been fucked by BBC - I was sure of that. I opened my pants and dropped them to my knees. My BBC sprang up, hard as hell, waiting for service. Connie stood riveted, staring at my cock. I got up on my workbench and spread my legs open. Connie stroked the shaft of my shaved BBC, not saying a word, her eyes locked-on it. She leaned forward and kissed the head with those full lips. No lipstick, but they were soft, yet firm, and wet. She kissed the head a few more times, and I thought, “oh my God, she’s not into sucking cock!” just at this moment, connie opened her mouth and preceded to suck-in my BBC, deep throat, damn-near up to my balls! All I could utter-out was “OH FUCK!” connie rimmed the head of my cock with her tongue and then my wish came true. She looked up into my eyes, tightened her lips, and pushed my mushroom head in her mouth, in and out. In and out. Fuck, I was so HARD! She stroked my shaft in one hand and massaged my balls with her other, just staring at me. I wanted to fuck her badly, right there, right then, but I couldn’t move. She went back to sucking me. She got aggressive with her tongue. Then she put the pressure on. Sucking hard, running her tongue around my shaft - this girl wanted me to cum! She felt my balls lurch and she went deep on my BBC. She was draining my jizz, swallowing! FUCK CONNIE! I was spent. Connie knock-down my BBC.

A week later I saw Connie at the market. We made plans to get together at a hotel. I arrived first. Over a glass of wine we agreed that we would not meet at either of our homes. No nosey neighbors. We had a fuck-buddy pact.

Connie really opened-up. She was becoming a fuck-freak. She brought toys for me to use on her. She always wore something sexy because she “couldn’t wear this stuff before.” Always in heels so I could enjoy those calves. Her favorite, of course, was when I bend her legs back over her head and long-shaft fuck her pussy. I mostly leave her with a deep creampie of jizz, but sometimes she begs for me to cum on her face. The first time she asked was actually the first time she had someone cum on her face. She worked at my BBC afterward to get me hard, but hey, I’m getting old.

Every now and then I try something new on her. The first time I tied her hands behind her back with her own pantyhose and gave her a HARD doggy-style fuck, she screamed through two orgasms and squirted! So now I bring a little rope with me...

LOVE me some white, mature pussy!

I realized something about my new found fantasy with older women. It dawned on me that most of them were "first timers" with black cock. That they were in a state of having "routine sex": get naked, get on, pump-pump, cum, all done. But, for them stepping into the world of black cock, that taboo sex brought their head into the game. They were being naughty, and that was a whole new level of excitement. Also, they are in a situation where they are wanted for their bodies. That a man, a black man, wanted to ravish them and use their bodies to satisfy his "a****listic" sexual needs. That they, an older white woman, could still arouse a man. What woman doesn't want that feeling? To be made felt desired for sex?

Sure, I've looked at, leered at, and ogled women. I'm a man. I am at a constant battle over which head to think with. If I see what I think is an attractive woman, I'm going to look.

There was one woman that I kept coming across at school functions, parent meetings, youth sports, etc.. She was in her late thirties (maybe early forties) as was I, married, k**s, mini van. short, Jewish, large - but not ridiculously huge - tits, a shapely ass, and slightly bowed, muscular calved legs. When she wore a skirt with hose and high heeled pumps, man I had to f***e myself not to stare at her legs. For a few years I enjoyed watching her.

Well, a few months ago I ran into her in the market. I hadn't seen her for at least ten years. We made a little small talk. Pants? dammit! She was working a part-time office job, and yes, her marriage was in the majority of all marriages in the U.S.: divorced. Well, I've gotten pretty bold in my older age. I asked about a boyfriend ("no, nothing serious") to which I glanced at her ass and asked, "well, who's taking care of that?" Instant blush and nervous laughter. We exchanged cell numbers.

The hook-up was at a downtown hotel. I don't do cheap hourly motels. She showed up in a dress, her high heels pushing up her calves. There's my legs! Yes! We chatted a little more and I moved the conversation to sex. After all, that's why we were both there. I asked her what she liked. She had her toys, as most women do, and that was about all. Yep, "routine sex".

I turned on the radio and switched to a jazz station. I asked her to dance for me. She moved slowly, a bit awkwardly, but it didn't matter. Then, all at once, she pulled her dress up and over her head and tossed it over a chair. "I always wanted to do that", she cooed, standing there now in bra, panties, thigh-high stockings, and heels. I'm one kinky sommabitch when it comes to sex and clothing - or lack of. To me, sexy is heels and hose.

She continued a slow swing of her hips to the music, rocking my cock into hardness. She knew, and smiled. To shock her back for her dress, I undid and pulled down my pants. It was on.

Throughout our lustful afternoon, I introduced her to positions that she had never been fucked in. She had never had her legs bent back over a guys shoulders. I nibbled on those calves at least! And, she had never been fucked doggy-style! Never! Yes, she knew about it but had thought it meant anal and didn't want anything to do with that. Nor had she ever had her pussy "talk". And yes, I was her first black cock, and yes, it was her first time fucking just for the sake and fun of fucking and getting it all out. She moaned, screamed a couple of orgasms, sweated, and fell on top of me, spent.

We've met a few times and fucked each other's brains out. I guess I'm the one taking care of "that"!

When I was in my thirties, I was at a hotel bar and struck-up a chat with a guy. After a while, he starts telling me about how he and his wife really don't do much for each other sexually, and that he would like to see her having sex with a "black guy." As a "black guy", I first took offense at this, but let him go on. I figured him in his early sixties or so, and guessed that he had a young wife that he couldn't keep up with.

Well, I took the bait. I went to my room for a condom and jacked-off so I could go longer. If this guy wanted to see his wife taking on black cock, I wanted it to go for a while.

When I got to the room, I was surprised to see a woman in her fifties. She wasn't an aged swimsuit model, but she wasn't fat-sloppy overweight. She was pretty and classy looking. We made some small talk, and then I started caressing her leg. Hubby sat across the room in a chair. Wifey was heating up just fine. When she rubbed my crotch through my pants, I could see second thoughts in her eyes. I had already made up my mind that if she didn't flat-out refuse, she was getting fucked and fucked good.

Hubby had missed her pulling out my cock. He did pay attention when I gave her the condom to put on, because she got on her knees in front of me and rolled it onto my cock. I'm not going to set any records for length, but my cock is pretty fat.

It was obvious that sucking cock was not one of wifey's talents. She just bobbed her head up and down on it. I unbuttoned and slid her blouse off, and undid her bra. She had pretty nice tits for an older gal. Next, off with the skirt. Stockings, no panties. I lifted one of her legs up, and she moaned as I lightly played my fingertips over her pussy. I held her head down and wiggled my cock in her mouth. She finally applied some suction to it. She rolled her tongue over it. Now she was working that cock!

I took her to the bed, and the sight of her aged ass set me off. I was excited. I had white women before, but not an older, mature lady. These types were always taboo, off limits. Which meant that I had always wondered about them. Seeing them at the stores, office buildings, on the street. Seeing a flash of thigh, some tit, a smile now and then. I had even had older white women open their legs a little to tease me and now and then. Now I was going to get mine.

I laid her on her back and she spread her legs right open. Not so fast, how about a show for hubby?

I let the head of my cock rub on her pussy. She was wet and ready. Just for hubby, I pushed in just the head and let her feel it in her pussy lips. She was really heated up. She wiggled her hips and licked her lips. It was a slow fuck with just the head. I'd push in and pull all the way out. Push in, pull out. With each stroke, she wiggled towards me to try and get more in her. But uh-uh, no-no, not yet.

Wifey grabbed my ass and pulled me into her. We were off and fucking now. She met every thrust. She shuddered and came loudly. I got up and d**g her ass to the edge of the bed, lifted her legs and stabbed my cock into her wet pussy. Just seeing her there, fucking her, brought out a****l instincts in me. I could get enough of her. I laid back-down on the bed, rolled her on top of me and let her ride my cock. Another orgasm. I was in awe of this older white woman on top of me, riding my cock. I got the idea that hubby had never seen his wifey go like this. I gave her hard, strong thrusts when I started cumming. They made her tits flop up and down. When I stopped, she fell on top of me, panting. Hubby was jacking-off as I got dressed and left. No names, no goodbyes, no promises.

I wondered for months if it was the situation I fell into or if older women were all like the one at that hotel. I found myself looking more at mature white women.

Since I travel a lot, I find myself in the position of opportunity at the bars and hotels. I was sitting at a bar one night, and one of the waitresses was an mature woman, probably in her mid-fifties. She really wasn't that attractive, but she did have a slender smoking shape of a body. I kept quietly hitting on her and hitting on her as she worked her tables. She mentioned that she had a long drive home and that she had to just come right back in the morning. I asked her if the hotel would just give her a room. Then I offered her mine. In the room she told me that she had always wanted to fuck a black man. Who was I to deny her?

Well, the question was settled for me that night, no doubt about it, I have a thing for mature white women. They tell me one of two things, that they have never been fucked by a black man, or, they love getting fucked by black men.

We get right to the sex, and afterwards there's no awkward feelings, nervous chat, or promises of getting back together again. No commitments - just sex. Good sex! I love it.