A little history about me...

Well, I guess I should start off this Blog by telling everyone a little history about me...
I'm a 41 yr old mother of two, recently divorced. Why would anyone in their right mind divorce me, you ask?
Well, for some, it's simple, for others, maybe not so....
I'm a slut for BBC (That's Big Black Cock, for those not familiar with the term).
I discovered a few years ago, that I have a fascination.. No, that's not the right term... a craving for BBC.. I love nothing more, than to be used by a Black Man (preferably a GROUP of Black Men) sexually, for hours on end!

One day, as I was being brutally gangbanged (my favorite way, btw) in the bed my husband and I used to share, he came home from work early... TOO EARLY!
As he walked in, thinking I might be taking a nap or something, he saw the following:
Me, on all fours, with a Black Man's hands on my head, ramming his cock deep down my throat, another Black Man laying under me, his thick cock in my pussy bareback (I hate condoms.. never use 'em!) while another was behind me, ramming what felt like a tree-trunk up my ass, as he smacked my ass HARD, and the guy on the bottom, btw, was squeezing my big tits like they were cow udders, and he wanted some fresh milk!!
He started to say something, just around the time I noticed him standing there, and I quickly pulled my mouth off the cock I was being face-fucked with, and after letting out a whorish moan, told him to go away, that I'd talk to him later.. (not the smartest thing to do, but what else was I gonna do? yell rape????
yeah, right... when I'm getting Black Cock shoved in me, or find myself being used, I can't think too clearly, and sure as HELL ain't gonna pull off all that cock that's in me!!!
The guy's freaked out a bit, and started to pull out, but I just told them to keep fucking me!
An hour later, they finally finished with me, and left, and I came out into the living room to see if hubby was still there.. He wasn't.

He came back a few hours later, drunk (boy could never hold his liqour anyway)and pissed, but he's too much of a wimp to do anything about it, so he just sat there and cried, moaning "How could you do this to me??" and "how long has this been happening?"
I sat down, and told him that I had been getting Black-Fucked for a couple of years now, and had no intention of giving it up.. that he either accepted it as part of life, or he didn't, but I wasn't going to stop...

I'll continue this later, as one of my lovers just called, and wants to cum over, fuck me, and have me make him lunch...;-)