A petite girl learns what BBC is

I’m 24 years old, quite petite, just 5 feet tall, a blonde with long hair and blue eyes. I have a nice figure and curves: a round butt, ample boobs, and a slim waist. I’ve been dating my boyfriend Craig, for a year and a half.

And just recently, I had sex with a black guy for the first time. It happened over the weekend. Craig and I were just planning on relaxing at home. We were expecting Craig’s friend Rodney to come over. Rodney is a handsome black man they’ve been friends with for a while. We just wanted to have a drink, grill some meat, and chat by the pool. I hadn’t even thought about anything like that. I’ve never cheated on my boyfriend, not even in my thoughts.

Rodney arrived around 5 PM. I was swimming in the pool in my tiny bikini. I could hear Craig and Rodney laughing on the terrace and opening beers. When I emerged from the water, dripping wet, with droplets running down my skin, I felt two intense gazes on me. Rodney, in particular, looked at it differently. I felt a little awkward. I quickly dried myself off with a towel, muttered that I was going to change, and ran upstairs.

In the bedroom, I started rummaging through the closet. I was in a playful mood, even though I hadn’t had anything to drink yet, and I already felt like being a little naughty. I came across my old, short denim shorts barely covering my butt. So I put them on, naked, without panties. Half my buttocks were sticking out, and the fabric between my legs was so high that if I bend over, my entire pussy was visible.

Then I looked at myself in the mirror and thought, why not? It’s just at home, with my boyfriend and his friend. And I went downstairs. The guys had already moved into the kitchen drinking tequila and laughing loudly over some stories.

When they saw me, their conversation suddenly died down. Rodney practically whistled. Craig smiled and asked if I wanted to join in. Of course I did! I took a couple of shots, and the fun really took off. We soon became hot and cheerful. Then we sat down to play cards.

We were having so much fun that I giggled at every little thing and blurted out: «Let’s play another hand!» And Craig suddenly said with a grin: «How about some strip poker?» At first, I laughed and said no, got up, and went to make myself a cocktail. But when I returned, the cards had already been dealt, and my boyfriend winked: «Maybe you should put on something warmer?» I snorted: «It’s fine, I won’t freeze.»

The game began. My boyfriend won the first hand, and Rodney took off his shirt. He had a great athletic figure, abs, and his dark skin glistened with sweat. He looked incredibly sexy. But I quickly pulled myself together because he was my boyfriend’s friend.

Then things got more fun. I won, and Craig pulled down his shirt. Then Rodney won, and I had to take off my bikini top. I was so hot and excited that I pulled down the straps, and my boobs burst free. I tried to cover myself with my hands. And Craig said: «Baby, you’re just super sexy!»

Rodney looked at me with eyes like he was already fucking me right then and there. My large boobs looked amazing. I knew I had beautiful boobs with light areolas and nipples. Incidentally, its were already hard from my arousal. I realized I liked being naked.

So soon I was left without my shorts, completely naked, because I wasn’t wearing panties. My clean-shaven pussy was on full display. My legs were shaking slightly. Rodney breathed out softly: «Fuck, Lisa, you look amazing. Bro, I want to fuck her. Right now.»

I froze in shock. I thought my boyfriend was going to tell him, but he smiled and said: «Go ahead.»

It was a blur. Rodney stood up and unbuttoned his shorts. He already had a huge bulge in his underwear. When he pulled them down, his black cock burst forth. It was thick, straight, and long, simply perfect. I couldn’t take my eyes off him.

Rodney came to me, picked me up, and carried me to the couch. He was gentle but confident. He kissed me first, caressed my boobs, then moved lower. His tongue worked wonders on my pussy. And I came within a couple of minutes, loudly and shyly. And then he entered me.

It was a completely different sensation. He stretched me slowly but deeply. It hurt a little at first, but then it was pure pleasure. I started moaning clinging to his back begging: «Don’t stop,fuck me harder!» He sped up holding my hips, and thrusting deeper than ever. The orgasms rolled in, one after another, powerful, long, like nothing I’d ever had with Craig. I came again and again screaming, shaking, soaked in sweat and juices.

We fucked in several positions. Craig joined us a couple of times, but mostly watched. Rodney stayed with us the whole weekend. We hardly left the house fucking in the pool, in the kitchen, in the bedroom. It was the best thing that ever happened to me.

Now he comes over sometimes on weekends. Craig and I both want that. It was my first experience with a black man, and it completely changed my sex life. Now I know what my body is capable of. I still blush when I remember that first time, but I can’t live without that big black cock anymore.