Acting persons:nnShari (18; black student girl); Christine Fisher (53; white BBW-Lady)nnShari was a young black girl of 18. She had been very good at school and so got a place at the university. So she had just moved to Boston to start her studies. Till now she had lived with her parents in one of the poor regions of Washington in a small flat. She had been fed up with that kind of living and was very glad to start into a new life. nnShe had never been in Boston before and so knew nobody in town. Her scholarship paid the fees for the university, but she still had no flat. She could not afford much. So she started flipping through the newspapers and a very special ad caught her eye.nn???Financially independent lady offers accommodation to nice, young female students. Details at personal appointment.???nnShari didn't think long and just called the number. She reached the lady, who named herself Christine Fisher at first called and made an appointment for the afternoon. She had spent the first few nights in a cheap, a little dirty, youth hostel. She wanted to look good. So she took a shower and dressed in her best skirt and shirt, still very cheap clothes. She watched herself in the mirror. She liked her looks. She was a slim girl, with rather small, very firm breasts and small very dark nipples. Her soft skin was a very dark black-brown.

Dear Readers, as promised in my latest submission "My readers first real lesbian experiences" I tried to collect my readers favourite real life lesbian experiences and/or favourite erotic fantasies. This is the first mail I got from a mail-friend of mine. If it's true or a fantasy I will (or can) not tell, but I'm happy that my friend Andrea let me post it to literotica. I really hope for more of your feedback and contribution to either my "first time lesbian" or my "favourite experiences or fantasies" series. Thanks in advance; your Pussylove69!nnAndrea's Experience; from Andrea; 23; Student; written in the words of pussylove69nnMy name is Andrea. I'm a student and about sixth month ago I experienced something that changed my life forever. I'm a rather sportive type of girl, with firm but rather smallish B-cupped breasts. I have blonde hair, which are cut in a feminine but sportive style and rather short. nnMy flat is near a well known and well equipped wellness and relax hotel. Its SPA-area is also open for paying guests. I'm visiting it every Wednesday in the late evening. Normally between eight and ten p. the Turkish-steam-bath and the sauna and warm-water pool are completely deserted and so I have it all on my own. nnThat one evening I again saw nobody in the shower area. I undressed and started with a long, warm and relaxing shower. Nude as I was I entered the SPA-area and opened the door to the Turkish steam bath. It was damp and foggy with warm steam. Visibility was very limited and so at first I thought I was alone in the room. nnThen I saw a woman sit on one of the benches.

Thanks to all who provided great feedback, both supportive and critical, in support of this series. DkGynnGuilt filled Vanessa's psyche and large tears welled up in her eyes. She, a middle-aged housewife and mother, had just fucked a young man who was one of her son's best friends and acted like a wanton slut while she did it. He had satisfied her by fucking her like no one ever had. She'd never felt such passion and lust in her life. She felt thoroughly satisfied physically, but that did nothing to assuage her guilt. And she feared what she now knew - that she would always want and dream about Tom's cock forever. nn"What am I going to do?" She thought. She'd never felt worse in her entire life as she lay there wiping away the tears. "What am I going to do?" nnMeanwhile, Tom thought, "Damn, Mrs. is one hot fucking MILF! My boys are gonna love sexing this new MILF slut!" nnAbout 20 minutes passed by before Tom touched Mrs. J's clit, causing her to jump.nn"Tom, Noooooo .," pleaded the hot mature woman. "I'm still recovering and we need to stop ."nn"Baby, I know this hot cunt," said the stud lasciviously.

To all my readers who enjoy inter-racial love and mature love, this is one story of many of mine you will enjoy now and in the future. Although the names have been changed the story is both factual and actual in content. nnMy name is Jerry I have a deep down affection for two things ebony women and mature women at least 10 to 15 years my senior. I don??™t know what it is I ask myself, is it exotic loving black females or is my need to be near a mother image. I think about this everyday, I have been with many women who have been mature and many women who have been black. Today is different I am on my way to meet a women who is both ebony and mature. That is what this story is about and what happens during this encounter and dream of a lifetime of mine. nnI first met this woman Maria online she describes herself as being a professional black female age 62. I am 43years old a white male and in need of some black female companionship and a mothering nurturing person. My dream is being realized and it will soon become a reality. As I am driving my car down the highway with a little less then an hour to go before I will meet my ebony mother who will bring me to new heights of excitement.nnI meet Maria at a strip mall she is on time and she looks just fine. After a short conversation she asks me to follow her to her house. Her house is a bilevel located in a middle class suburban neighborhood. I park my car we exchange some small talk how are you? Did you have trouble following my directions? I am fine and I had no trouble with your directions. Maria let me explain is an attractive mature light skinned black women with very large pronounced breasts that were incredible to look at. She is a large frame women solid not fat. I was amazed and I thought this women looked 45 at most no way was she was 62 years old and old enough to be my mother.

Vanessa Johnson and her husband Greg had just arrived in Negril, Jamaica for their daughter's wedding that weekend. Vanessa or Mrs. J had been assisting her daughter, Jennifer, in handling details of the wedding for some time and wanted it to come off perfect. She and Greg had arrived two days earlier to allow Vanessa to meet with the hotel staff and restaurant caterers responsible for the eventnnAs they checked into the hotel, her son Samuel came up and hugged his beautiful African-American mom along with Tom, the best man, and Akbar, his close friend and one of the groomsmen. Sam had joked about the "United Nations groomsmen" since Tom was White, Acbar was Arabian, and Mike, short for Michaelito, who was across the room, was Mexican. They all played football together and were excellent, muscular physical specimens of young malehood. nnVanessa noticed Tom and Akbar admiring her and felt good about the fact that two young men old enough to be her sons would find a 54-year old mother and soon to be grandmother, as Jennifer was pregnant, still appealing. Greg and Vanessa checked into their room and prepared for the whirlwind of activity over the next few days. nnThe all-inclusive resort was lovely. After they checked in, Vanessa came back downstairs to head across the street to the marina where the rehearsal dinner restaurant was located. She found the groomsmen in the lobby waiting to go out and jet-ski. They had gotten down a week before, as it was the last week of spring break, and it had been a wild one. A few of them were so drunk they could barely stand. nnWhen they saw Vanessa come down, the groomsmen all said, "Hi Mrs." Vanessa acknowledged the young men, walking past them with a cheery smile and headed out the door. nnAs the studs half walked, half stumbled over to the poolside bar, they all turned to watch Vanessa's very attractive 54-year old fantastic 5'6" body, 38C-26-38, walk away from them. The hot housewife, mother and grandmother bore an uncanny resemblance to the actress Vanessa Williams and was a straight up MILF (Mother I'd Like to Fuck) for all the groomsmen. nnVanessa's caf?© au lait colored skin complimented her sensual body in middle-age, with a stomach that was mostly flat with just a hint of a midriff bulge. Her large melons wonderfully encased and straining against the confines of the suit. Her gray sarong wrap clung to her shapely hips and buttocks, the Black woman's magnificent long legs on display for all to see, her beautifully manicured toes and feet encased in strapped 4" wedge sandals.