Archive-name: 3plus/ebony04.txt Archive-author: Archive-title: Ebony Confessions Vol. 4 Also-archived: Series/ebony04.txt "Dark and Delicious" I am a white guy of forty-six, now happily married with children. About fifteen years ago when I worked in the South, I was very good friends with a then nineteen-year-old black girl named Sarah. She was one of the prettiest black females I have ever seen in her face; shiny blue/black hair, great soft brown eyes, a sensitive mouth. She was slightly on the plump side, but in my opinion, it only made her more alluring. About two times a week I would drop in on Sarah for the express purpose of going down on her. That girl was some of the best eating I have found, and she was wild about being eaten, too. That was all I ever did to her-giving her tongue baths and eating her cunt-and she playfully called me her "personal and private cunt eater" when we were alone, and in her own apartment downtown. Her parents and her younger brother and sister knew about me, too, because Sarah told them exactly what I did to her. Her dad would grin and kid be about eating her, telling me that it was good for acid indigestion, etc. Her plump little mother would shake her dark head and murmur about the "nasty things these youngsters do nowadays", and warn Sarah about getting pregnant, even though she knew that no female can get pregnant on saliva. Her kid sister's eyes would shine when she saw me. She was as pretty as Sarah but she was only fourteen. Her kid brother would draw me aside and ask me how you go about eating a cunt. But, they were all happy for Sarah because she was getting the thing she wanted and loved. Sarah had a rather big cunt, but it was beautiful to look at. it had long, plumpish, dark lips with a long, delicately pink crack between them, a hole which was surprisingly tight and hot and deep, a nice big clitoris which was easily located and which was always erect, I thin, and everything was covered very nicely by a big, wide patch of kinky black hair which extended downward and disappeared into the deep cleft of her bottom. Her titties looked like a pair of tan volleyballs on her chest, and had great dark nipples. Her waist was real small for a lady her size, and curved outward demurely into her softly rounded hips and dimpled, squirmy rear end, then on down into her lush, full thighs and rounded knees. She was like light brown velvet all over, and she kept herself squeaky clean. There was one unique thing about Sarah-every time she climaxed she would pee a little bit. No kidding! it embarrassed her something awful at first, but it tickled me. After she realized that I really loved it her embarrassment vanished, and she would just climax all over the place for me again and again, letting out her little warm dribble each time. I loved to give that girl tongue baths, licking and kissing all over her pretty face, her lips and eyes and forehead, her cheeks and throat, out her shoulders and down her arms, all the while petting her big hairy cunt or titties. She would get hotter and hotter, and I would move all over her naked body, licking her hips and thighs, her knees and belly, over her breasts and nipples, up and down her back and all over her dimpled buttocks, sucking at her puckered asshole. By the time I reached her cunt it would be delightfully sloppy and actually quivering delicately for me. She would hold those lovely full thighs open and up, and I would devour her entire crotch, never leaving it in LESS than an hour. The more Sarah's cunt was eaten, the better it seemed to get. If she was in her period (which she was a few times) she would not let me go empty-handed. She would give me a very nice blowjob. She always warned me not to tell her mom about that, fearing that the older lady would shit up her back if she knew that Sarah was a cock sucker. But, I think her mom already suspected it, anyway, because I have heard her grumbling about "the girls are just as bad as the boys when it comes to doing that nasty stuff!" She would give Sarah a direct gaze when she muttered it, too. I think she suspected that her daughter would not let me leave unfulfilled, and she understood that Sarah liked me very much. Sarah finally got married, and probably has a houseful of kids by now, but I still think about her a lot. She was some of the best damned eating in the world, and I sure hope that the guy she married is a cunt-eater. He probably is by now, if I know his wife, because that is something she has to have a lot of. Sometimes at night when it is all quiet I can still hear her panting, "Oooooo, I'm gonna come, baby! Get ready!" while her big, wonderful ass is twisting and writhing under me, her huge sweet tits are bouncing around, her big hairy cunt grinding and exploding against my eager mouth, that familiar little warm dribble running down my chin. "Swinging...Ebony Style" Three years ago my wife had her first experience with a black man at a swinging party. That evening has changed the entire nature of our sex life-and for the better. Our swinging was getting to be somewhat routine and we were both about to drop out. The one fantasy Beverly had never realized was to make it with a really super-hung black man. She had always preferred men with large cocks, and the idea of contrast in color was something that had captured her imagination. As it turned out, the experience far surpassed her expaetations-and mine, too. I am 45 and Beverly is 33. We have been married for eight years, first marriage for bot of us. Beverly is brunette, petite, and has big brown eyes and a perfect figure. I am 6',160, and pretty good-looking. We began swinging four years ago, first with couples, and then mainly with single men-for Beverly. That evening three years ago we were at a private home with three other couples and one single man, named Frank. Frank was black, very tall, a lawyer, and quite handsome. He was a close friend and swinging partner of our hosts, Jim and Mary. Jim had told me that Mary had a particular preference for young black men. Jim, like myself, is about ten years older than his wife. Also like me, he had more or less stopped participating in swinging himself, leaving that to his wife. Mary had told Beverly about Frak and had invited us so that we could see her favorite partner in person. the two other couples soon went upstairs to one of the bedrooms. We were left with Jim, Mary, and Frank. "Beverly," said Mary, "you are going to have the biggest and hottest cock of your life tonight. But you have to share it with me." I think Beverly and I both blushed, because the three of them laughed. Frank looked at me and said, "Jack, I like Beverly's looks and hope you don't mind my enjoying her this evening." Before I oculd answer, Beverly said, "No indeed he doesn't mind! Right Jack?" I nodded my assent, and with that Frank quickly removed his clothes as Mary and Beverly followed suit. jim then took me aside and suggested that we go to the kitchen and make drinks for everyone. "Jack, you've got to see this guy to believe him. Mary is totally addicted to him. He had an open invitation and sometimes comes over and fucks Mary during the day when I'm at work. At first I objected, but there's no denying him any more. I can assure you that Beverly will love it and think she's never had sex before by comparison." We finished the drinks and went back to the living room. What I saw was a scene which not only was to repeat itself many times in the next three years-even though I didn't know it at the time, but also would turn me on incredibly to watch. Beverly was on her knees in front of Frank, who was sitting on the sofa next to Mary. In her hands was the largest cock I had seen in person. About ten inches long and very hard and fat. And black. The head was glistening from what I assumed to Beverly's licking and sucking. She began licking it form top to bottom. I was hypnotized at the sight. Realizing I was there, Beverly looked over her shoulder at me and said, "Jack, look at this! I can't believe it! It so beautiful!" Then she began licking and sucking again while Frank kissed Mary and played with her tits. Ten minutes later we were in the bedroom and Frank was poised above Beverly with the head of his rigid cock at the entrance to her pussy. Slowly he began entering her, pausing every inch or so to savor the feeling and to watch Beverly's reaction. Her eyes wwere wide open and so was her mouth. "Do it! she yelled. "Give it to me...fuck my mother fucking cunt...NOW!" He did it, pushing his monstrous cock all the way in her and then beginning to fuck her with a practiced rhythm. Beverly picked up his rhythm, locked her feet behind his buttocks and pumped for all she was worth. It didn't take long for Beverly to have an enormous orgasm, at which time Frank paused a moment before pounding away furiously. He finally froze deep inside her, filling her with cum. Beverly held on for dear life, saying, "Give it all to me. No one has ever fucked me that deep. Only you, Frank. My pussy belongs only to YOU!" Then he withdrew, got up from the bed, and told Mary that it was her turn. The three of them left the room. Wwe were alone, and I knew what was coming next. "Come on, Jack. You know what I love." I got on the bed with my face between her legs, looking at the yawning hole of her cunt with Frank's cum oozing out. I began sucking her. I had become used to sucking Beverly after her lovers finished making love to her. But this was a somewhat different experience. "Sharing" was what she called it. "Don't miss a drop," she said. When I finished, we kissed, enjoying our traditional sharing of the juices. I didn't want to admit it at first, but the mixture of Frank's cum and Beverly's pussy juice actually tasted wonderful!. Frank continued to give both Mary and Beverly a cock lashing like I have never seen before. And it seemed that he had an ocean full of cum in his balls as he filled Beverly up so much again that she stood up on her knees, legs spread, opened her cunt with both hands, and announced, "Look what my darling Frank gave me!" She began to force Frank's cum out of her love hole. The thick, white liquid dripped out of her, while a wide, ecstatic smile shown on Beverly's face. Since that evening we have limited our swinging exclusively to black men. We have learned that there are many, many white couples who do the same. And quite a few black studs who "specialize" in white married women. White men don't do it for Beverly anymore. And after watching her with some of her lovers, I'm suprized that there aren't more white women seeking out black men. I now belong to the White Boy's Auziliary, which is an informal network of white men whose wives have blck lovers. There are a few hundred of us in this organization alone. It's a good way to share experiences, make new friends, and so spread the good word. It isn't really an organized club, but we do now have bumper stickers and lapel pins. More and more people are learning about the WBA. I have had a number of black men see me with my pin, introduce them to my wife. Which I do if they seem to be her type. At least once a week a black man approaches Beverly. I know when this happens, because she calls me at work and says, "Guess who's coming to dinner?" --