BROWN SUGAR (A True Story of Interracial Sex and Adultery)

This is the true story of my first interracial sexual experience and how it has 
turned my life upside down.  I am a 32 y/o white male, handsome and athletic, 
married, and living in Sacramento, California.  I have a promising career as a 
software engineer.  My wife - also 32 - is a successful loan officer at a major 
bank.  Great job, great career, the perfect wife.  A perfect life, or so it 
seemed til two weeks ago.  Let me explain.

Two weeks ago, on a Thursday, my wife Megan traveled to Los Angeles to visit her 
parents, leaving me alone for the weekend.  On Friday afternoon, while lounging 
around the pool at our condo, I struck up a conversation with our new neighbor, 
a black lady named Marlene.  Marlene had moved in about 2 months before.  We had 
spoken briefly on several occasions, but had never talked at length before.  We 
chatted, off and on, for several hours.  As the afternoon grew hotter, I told 
Marlene I was heading back to the condo for a beer.  "Bring me one back, too", 
she asked?  I told her I planned to spend the rest of the afternoon indoors, but 
she was welcome to come by for a beer if she wanted.  Marlene said she would 
like that, but she didn't want to impose.  Seems she had tried to strike up a 
conversation with Megan on several occasions, but Megan had acted cold and 
distant toward her.  She said that frankly, she thought Megan was a bit of a 
bitch, and didn't like her very much.  I told Marlene not to take it personal.  
Megan was really a nice person, but basically a cold fish.  "She treats everyone 
that way, including me", I said.  I told Marlene it would not be an imposition 
to have her drop by for a beer, and besides, I told her, Megan was in Los 
Angeles til Sunday.  Marlene's face lit up and she said, "You're on.  Let's go 
get that beer."  Once at my condo, we each got a beer, and sat at the bar 
drinking and making small talk.  During the course of our conversation I learned 
that Marlene was 38 y/o, divorced just 3 months ago following a 20 year 
marriage, and the mother of two teenage children who lived with their father.  
Somewhere along the way, the talk turned to the subject of interracial dating.  
I told Marlene that I had never dated anyone other than white women.  She told 
me that she had dated a white man for a brief time years ago when she was in 
college, but had gotten married to a black man shortly thereafter.  Since her 
divorce, Marlene said she had dated a couple of white guys.  She said she found 
it kind of refreshing and exciting.  Although I had dated only white women, and 
was married to a white woman, I had always been curious about interracial sex.  
I had been checking Marlene out ever since she had moved in and I liked what I 
saw.  Now, as I sat across from her, I liked it even better.  I marveled at how 
exotic and sensual she looked.  Short cinnamon colored hair, pulled back in a 
tight bun.  Very dark, ebony complexion, almond shaped eyes, and full, thick 
features.  About 5'3" and a bit on the chunky side - about 160 lbs, I guessed.  
I like plump women, but hadn't been with one sexually since I had been married.  
Megan was a plain jane type, pale white skin which she never tanned, tall and 
thin as a rail, hardly any shape at all, and not too appealing to look at with 
her clothes off.  So Marlene was a real treat for the eyes, as well as the 
imagination.  Her two piece bathing suit accentuated her voluptuous build.  
Curves in all the right places.  Small, perky  breasts, a waist that flared into 
wide hips and a firm round belly, a substantial ass, and thick, heavily muscled 
thighs and calves.  I had never contemplated cheating on Megan before, but right 
now the urge was getting stronger by the minute.  Marlene must have been reading 
my mind and having similar thoughts, because as I sat across from her trying to 
figure out whether or not to make a pass at her, Marlene reached her arm across 
her stool and began to stroke the inside of my thigh.  She moved her hand to my 
crotch and massaged my dick through my swimming trunks.  As she did so, she 
smiled and said, "I think we both have a bad case of jungle fever.  Whatcha 
think we should do about it?"  That did it!  The touch of her hand and that sexy 
smile was all the encouragement I needed to push me over the brink.  I got off 
my stool and moved toward her.  Marlene stood up and we embraced.  We locked 
lips and explored each other's mouths with our tongues.  I grasped Marlene by 
her ass and pulled her to me.  She responded by grinding her pelvis against my 
crotch.  As I undid her top and tossed it aside, she slid my swimming trunks 
off.  I placed one of her long, dark, hard nipples in my mouth and began to suck 
and chew as she stroked my cock.  We headed for the couch, where I had her 
recline, and I got on my knees in front of her.  I worked her bathing suit 
bottom off and tossed it onto the pile of other clothes by the barstools.  I 
began gently licking the inside of her legs and knees.  Marlene anticipated what 
was coming.  She threw her legs over my shoulders, grasped the back of my head 
and pulled my face into her thick, curly, jet black bush.  She was already moist 
and smelled of sex.  I parted the lips of her pussy with my tongue, then slowly 
worked it in and out of her pussy, all the while stroking her clit with my 
thumb.  Instantly, she became sopping wet.  A few minutes of that and she was 
moaning, crying, and swinging her ass to and fro like a wild woman.  She 
suddenly arched her back, let out a yelp, and came in a series of violent 
spasms.  While she was still gasping from her orgasm, I grabbed her by the hand 
and led her up the stairs to the bedroom.  As we climbed the stairs, I thought 
to myself, "I hope she doesn't have any reservations about us screwing in the 
same bed I share with Megan."  She put those fears to rest in a hurry.  Once in 
the bedroom, in one deft move, she tossed the pillows in the corner, threw the 
comforter on the floor, jumped into bed, and stretched out in a sexy pose on the 
pale pink satin sheets - just as though she owned the place.  The room was 
stuffy, so I opened the curtains and sliding glass patio door before approaching 
the bed.  "I make a lot of noise, baby.  Not worried about the neighbors hearing 
us", she said?  "Right now I wouldn't care if they came in the room and watched.  
I'm ready to fuck", I replied.  Man!  If she only knew, I thought to myself.  As 
I slid onto the bed next to her, Marlene pushed me onto my back, grabbed my 
cock, wrapped her lips around the head of my dick, then ever so slowly, worked 
her way down the shaft til she had deep throated me.  I was hard already, but 
this got me stiff as a steel rod.  When I could stand it no longer, I pushed her 
off and she rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide.  As I knelt between 
her legs, I said, "I don't have any condoms, so we either fuck bareback or not 
at all."  "Don't worry about it, honey.  I want to feel you cum inside me.  I 
hate condoms," she said.  I lowered myself onto her and worked the head of my 
cock inside her cunt.  I swirled it around a time or two, then worked it from 
side to side until I was all the way in, touching bottom.  Marlene moaned and 
squealed with delight as she thrust her pelvis forward to meet me and wrapped 
her legs around my back.  We lay like that for a long moment - me buried deep 
inside her, her pussy clamped tightly around my shaft, staring into each other's 
eyes.  Marlene gave me a lewd grin, wiggled her ass, and said, "I hoped this 
would happen someday.  I've been trying to figure out how to get you in bed ever 
since I met you."  I admitted I was glad it had gotten to this too.  I told 
Marlene that I had been wanting to get in her panties for weeks.  I leaned 
forward and we swapped tongues.  We began to slowly, deliberately make love.  As 
I pulled out on the upstroke, Marlene relaxed her pussy.  As I worked my cock 
back inside her - inch by inch - she squeezed her pussy tighter and tighter til 
I was all the way inside again.  Intuitively, we established a rhythm, neither 
one of us missing a beat.  The intensity of our lovemaking increased until we 
were fucking at a fever pitch.  One at a time, I grabbed her legs and placed 
them over my shoulders.  She locked her ankles around my neck and we continued 
to screw like demons.  After awhile, Marlene unlocked her heels, pulled her 
knees back until they touched her shoulders, and planted her feet against my 
chest, gripping my shoulders with her toes.  I thrust as deep and hard as I 
could.  Her hips were spread as far apart as she could get them, and her pussy 
was wide open.  Now I was hitting her G spot with every stroke.  The room was 
filled with our mating sounds.  The moans, groans, panting, squeals of delight, 
and nasty talk (Come on baby, work that pussy! - Harder, baby!  Gimme all the 
dick you got!)  The flat, resonant slapping sound of our sweaty bodies slamming 
together. The wet, sticky "schlop-schlop-schlop" sounds as I pumped my dick in 
and out, while Marlene flexed her pussy and tossed her magnificent ass from side 
to side.   Suddenly Marlene swung her legs off my shoulders and locked them 
tightly around my back. She reached around, grabbed the cheeks of my ass and 
pulled me further inside her.  I could tell she was getting ready to cum, so I 
fucked her even harder, faster, and deeper.  With a series of howls and screams 
that could be heard for a city block, Marlene exploded in a violent orgasm.  As 
she arched her back and wailed, she dug her long red nails into my ass til I 
thought I was going to scream.  She was so hot, tight, and juicy, I felt like I 
couldn't go another minute.  She sensed that I was about ready to cum and said, 
"Uh-uh baby.  Not yet.  We got some more fuckin' to do."  With that, she pushed 
me away, rolled me onto my back, and grabbed my cock at its base with her fist.  
She squeezed my shaft in a vice-like grip for what seemed like an eternity.  All 
of a sudden, my urge to cum passed, I got my second wind, and I felt like I 
could have fucked for hours.  Sensing my renewed vigor, Marlene straddled me, 
reached behind her back and grabbed my cock, worked the head of my dick into her 
pussy, and then slid down my shaft, wiggling her thick, meaty ass all the way 
down.  I raised my knees slightly, she tucked her feet under my legs, I grabbed 
one of her ass cheeks in each hand, and we proceeded to get down to some serious 
fucking.  She rode me like that for several minutes.  Then I told her I wanted 
to get some of that juicy booty from behind.  She dismounted, got on her hands 
and knees facing the foot of the bed, and stuck her ass in the air, teasing me 
with her hot, wet, open, pink pussy, inviting me to penetrate her.  Penetrate 
her I did.  As I grasped her hips and pulled her toward me, she reached between 
her legs and guided my cock into her pussy.  As we fucked I watched in 
fascination as my dick, shiny and dripping with pussy juice, slid in and out of 
her and how Marlene's ass and hips rippled with each stroke.  We were facing a 
wall that is covered with a floor to ceiling, full length mirror, so we were 
able to watch ourselves as we fucked.  What a turn on.  The contrast of our skin 
tone, the black on white, the way Marlene made little figure eights with her ass 
as I plowed her gash, doggy style.  I felt myself about to cum and told Marlene 
so.  I pulled out, she rolled onto her back, spread her legs, pointed her feet 
at the ceiling, and I plunged inside her once again.  As I felt myself starting 
to let go, I drove deep inside her, grinding the head of my dick against the 
bottom of her cunt.  I exploded inside her and came for what seemed like an 
eternity.  I had never cum that much or that intensely in my life before.  
Marlene climaxed again, just about the same time.  As she did, she screamed like 
a banshee, wrapped her legs around my back in a death grip, squeezed her pussy 
so tight I thought my dick would go numb, dug her nails into my back and clawed 
furiously, and sunk her teeth into my shoulder, biting down until she drew 
blood.  Totally spent, we collapsed side by side in each others arms, me still 
inside Marlene, her legs still clasped around my waist.  We slept for a couple 
of hours, waking up to find we were laying in the biggest wet spot I had ever 
seen.  An overpowering stale, sweet odor of sweat, cum, and pussy juice, all 
mixed together, permeated the room.  We spent the night at my place, and made 
love again that night and again in the morning.  After we washed the sheets and 
remade the bed, we spent Saturday and Sunday at Marlene's place.  The routine 
was the same both days - fuck, sleep for a few hours, get a bite to eat, then 
repeat the cycle.  About 3PM Sunday afternoon I drug myself out of Marlene's 
bed.  I told her I had to get home because Megan would be back about 4:30.  As 
we locked in a passionate embrace by her front door, she felt I was getting hard 
again.  She led me to the couch, pulled out my cock, and deep throated me for 
several minutes til I came in her mouth.  "Damn, I hope Megan ain't in the mood 
tonight.  You've drained me dry, baby.  I couldn't fuck again tonight if my life 
depended on it", I said.  Marlene stroked my cock, then ran her tongue up and 
down the shaft.  "Good," she said, with an evil grin.  "I wanna get every last 
drop.  You're mine this weekend.  I don't want that bitch getting anything that 
I could have had."

Since that weekend, I can't get enough of Marlene.  I manage to come home early 
a couple of times a week so we can get together.  One weekend, I told Megan I 
was going fishing, and Marlene and I spent the weekend in a hotel in Reno.  We 
even screwed in the spa late one night when Megan had gone to bed early.  Megan 
never has been real fond of sex so she hasn't really noticed, or if she has, 
hasn't said anything about how infrequently we make love these days.  Just as 
well because after Marlene, I have to force myself to make love to Megan.  
Marlene and I have even talked about me leaving Megan and moving in with her.  I 
doubt that will happen since we both agree the attraction is mostly physical.  
The double taboo of adultery and interracial sex just adds to the allure.  I can 
tell you with a fair degree of certainty that the old adage about "try black and 
you won't go back" has a lot of truth in it.