It all began when I was hitching through rural North Carolina back in the early 1970s. I was a young, tight feminine looking man. Light brown hair and long legs. My eyelashes are naturally long and people have said I have eyes like a girl. I was in the navy and that particular day I was wearing my uniform as we did in those days while on liberty. I watched...
"Hello?" I answered the call on my cell phone. "Hello?" came the reply. I was startled. It was as though I was listening to my own echo, except that it sounded electronic and artificial. "Who is this?" I asked tentatively as I sat up from the couch, the leather creaking as I shifted my weight, shattering the still silence of the library in the house that Z...
To understand how we got to this point please read Part One. Paul and Janet will tell their experiences, as the story progresses. We lay in bed discussing our night of hot sex with our new found, hot black couple. "Honey, he got me off twice and he hasn't had that big black cock in my pussy yet. I hope I can handle that thing. I have to have it, baby,...
Chapter 1: Frank Meats Joel This was my third swing party with my wife, Traci. The monthly event was held on Saturday evenings at a small hotel on Route 9 in Englewood, NJ, close to the Palisades. As usual, it was an attractive suite containing a kitchenette/living room and two bedrooms with a total of four queen-sized beds. My name is Joel and my wife an...
"There, is that better?" Peitr whispered into my ear. "Uhh. Yes, yes. That feels great," I answered, and my words turned into a soft moan. "Yes, I can feel it in your body. You are a lot looser now. You are moving with me more smoothly. Is it because of the release of guilt?" "Yes," I whispered. "This helps erase the guilt. It's as if none of this is some...
I couldn't resist Michael Dabney's proposition in the Checkers Lounge at the LA Hilton Checkers hotel during the Entertainment Industry Advertisers' Association convention—well either of his propositions, really. I'd never done it with a black man before, and that had become somewhat of a special fantasy of mine. I was attending the EIAA convention, because...
Hey everyone. Back with the 5th episode as promised. My exam is over and I kinda screwed it up, but life must go on I guess. Anyway, the story progresses onwards now. There have been many typing errors and missing words in my stories before and I am completely at fault for that. That's what having no editor does to you I guess. Will try to lessen the frequ...
After my first experience sucking black dick, I was excited by having finally fulfilled a long time fantasy, yet also felt confusion and guilt. Confusion over whether I was now on a path to potentially being gay, and guilt that I had done this behind my girlfriend's back. I hoped that after delving into this fantasy my desire to do so again might be quelled...
Hello, there. My name is Steve Victor. I'm a young black man living in Boston. I attend Boston College and I major in engineering. One of these days, I aim to have my own company. You don't make much money, or get much glory, while working for other people. I'd love to see my name on the office door, or the company logo. That's why I'm busting my ass in coll...
That earned me another slap beside the head, I could feel my ear burning and turning red. "Damn boy, I told you it's Master Leon." he says, "I know you're in a hurry to suck my nigga dick and show Master Leon what a great cocksucker you are, but I think you need to get more into your role." Role? God, I hope this wasn't being filmed. Leon went over to th...