ACE OF SPADES

I am Brenda and I grew up in the South on a large farm 
where we had field hands some of which lived on our 
land. Most were descendants of slaves who stayed with 
what they knew; working on a farm. I can remember at an 
early age that I would admire the dark black muscular 
bodies on the men as they worked. I have always heard 
that black men were good at sex. Of course blacks and 
whites normally kept their distance especially the farm 
hands and the bosses wives and daughters. 

I remember on young black man that dad would have work 
in the yard and do some things around the house. I 
would flirt with him when no one was looking, but that 
was as far as it ever went. I used to watch his crotch 
and look at the bulge there. I never knew if it was 
naturally large or if he was partially aroused. All 
during high school, the black guys would hit on the 
white gals trying to get some white ass. It seemed like 
it was a goal that they had to reach. I know some 
achieved the goal and I heard some of the girls brag 
about how horny and well hung the black guys were.

I have to admit that I started having fantasies of 
making out with a black in my high school years and it 
continued well into my married life. I really never 
thought it would ever happen to me. I must admit that I 
have flirted with several of the black men I have met 
at various social events but never went farther than 
that, until the time that this story is about. 

My husband and I lived just out of town in a nice house 
on several acres. Brad, (My husband) played sports in 
high school and loved to go to the male high school 
events and often we would have Bar-B-Que for some of 
the teams This year we decided to entertain the 
graduating senior male athletes at our house. We had a 
cook out and served some beer (the guys were of age by 
now), and had some music playing. 

Most of the team was black as were the several coaches 
and their wives. We were all having fun and some of the 
guys wanted to dance and made some jokes about guys 
dancing with guys. We wife types decided to dance with 
them, which was a lot of fun. The men all went into the 
den and started playing poker, which they all enjoyed. 

Needless to say us old gals had a great time with the 
guys and we were all feeling good as the young guys 
were getting sexual with us gals. We laughed about 
being teens again and were not discouraging the 
attention. One particular guy (Ace) seemed to be really 
interested in me and became more and braver as the 
evening wore on. He would nibble my ear lobe, put his 
hands on my bottom as we danced and push his hard young 
black cock against my stomach as we danced. I would 
squeeze him in approval when he did it and I could tell 
it was driving him crazy as he was breathing hard and 
seemed a bit nervous.

I knew I had better do something or he might try doing 
me right there in front of everybody. I whispered to 
him to go through the kitchen to the garage and I would 
slip out there soon. He left and a few minutes later I 
went into the garage and as I entered we went into each 
other's arms and kissed passionately as his black 
tongue parted my lips and moved in circles around my 
tongue. 

When we came up for air, I told him that I did not 
intend to get him aroused and thought we had better 
cool things down. He pulled me to him and said, "I want 
you so bad! I have watched you at the games for three 
years now and have dreamed about you and me. I can't 
just let this go. Just one time, please." 

I knew that I wanted him as well, so what the hell? I 
told him to go back to the party on the patio and I 
would think of something. I went to my room and wrote a 
note to him, which said, I will meet you at the Mall 
Friday night (Hubby's Poker night) in front of the 
Music store at 8 PM. If you can be there whisper to me 
when we dance. I went back to the patio and danced with 
Ben slipping the note to him. He left to read the note 
and returned and as we danced, whispered that he would 
not miss the date.

Now I had to figure out how to make things happen. I 
drove a SUV that had folding seats, which folded flat 
in case we got that far HUMMMMMMM. It would be dark and 
my windows were tinted so no one could see us, I would 
meet my Ace, yes my very black Ace of Spades. 

The week passed slowly and I was edgy and nervous all 
week. My fantasy was about to happen. I entered the 
Mall and soon spotted Ace sitting on a bench as 
planned. I greeted him and told him where my car was 
and I would be in it waiting on him. (I could not take 
the chance of someone recognizing me going to the car 
with a young black stud). 

Ace found my car and joined me in the front seat as I 
moved to sit near him and pulled his black muscular 
young body to me and kissed him deeply as his hands 
began to feel all over me. I ran my hands under his 
shirt and felt his kinky hairy chest and moved one hand 
down to find his engorged hard cock. I knew the he 
really wanted me and I could tell that my woman juices 
were already flowing getting my white canal ready for 
my black lovers joy stick. 

I was happy and aroused and letting myself go 
encouraging all of Ace's attention. He was fumbling 
with my blouse and bra removing them with shaking 
hands. I was busy removing his shirt and feeling his 
young manly body. I then climbed between the front seat 
backs to the rear dragging my young black lover with 
me. I lay back offering my body to him as he removed my 
slacks and now soaked panties. 

He eagerly started slurping my juices as he parted my 
dark curly hairy lips and licked deeply and lapped my 
juices as he swallowed. I sat up and pushed him back as 
I unbuckled his best and removed his jeans and knit 
shorts, revealing a long hard black gorgeous rod that 
was ready for action. 

I felt the shaft as Ace moaned and gently trusted 
toward my hands and mouth. I could see the clear juices 
seeping from the slit in Ace's cock and I licked the 
end savoring every little drop. Ace was now pulling me 
to lay with him as he moved to take his superior 
position above his conquered female. 

I opened my legs wide as Ace moved above me and 
positioned himself to take his woman, the one he had 
dreamed about for three years. Yes I was his now, all 
he had to do was send his black shaft deep inside this 
waiting white wife. I moved to meet his black pole and 
he gently pushed it into my well lubricated canal as he 
moved his hands to my buttocks and pulled me to him. 

Ace lay still as he held on tight. We both wanted each 
other so much and had waited so long that an orgasm 
seemed only a few thrusts away as we enjoyed holding 
each other with Ace's black cock locking us together as 
one. Ace started humping his new mistress going harder 
and harder, with his sack of black balls banging hard 
oh her rear door. As I felt his balls slapping my white 
ass, I knew that they would soon be unloading into my 
waiting womb. Now Ace was murmuring, "...baby, baby, 
baby, damn you are one fucking hot bitch. I am going to 
fuck your white ass off. You are mine now. Oh shit I'm 
so hot." He was going hot and heavy now.

I screamed out, "I'm your white bitch now, you black 
stud, breed me, plant your seeds, you black fucker!"

I was now shaking like a leaf. My whole body was 
responding to this young bull as he shot his black seed 
into me. I could feel his black cock throbbing and 
shooting his sperm into the target. I stiffened up and 
had an earth shattering orgasm then went limp as he 
mumbled, "Baby, you just emptied my balls". 

We held each other in our arms not saying anything as I 
felt his hard cock become limp. I knew that I had been 
up to the task and had taken care of my young lover. He 
had done equally well with me as I had the best orgasm 
I could ever remember. I was thinking to myself that I 
was hooked now and would likely want more. I reached 
down between my thighs and felt the slimy sticky black 
sperm as it oozed out, He had filled me up to 
overflowing. 

After awhile, I kissed Ace and said that I was going to 
call him my "King of Spades." Not only was he my 
handsome black lover but also he was my King of lovers. 

Ace said that he hoped that he could keep me as his 
queen as he chuckled and said that maybe we could have 
our poker night every Friday while my husband had his.

Needless to say, Ace and I poked a lot of fun on Friday 
nights in my SUV.

Ace was one hot black lover, just like the one I had 
dreamed about all these years.

I don't think I was cheating my husband out of anything 
after all he was not available on Friday nights, and 
that suited me just fine.