Let me start off by saying that I’ve always liked black women and since we moved up to the Northwest I have not had the opportunity to meet very many black women. That changed when I met Bill. He was a black guy who I met while taking the bus to work. Him and me hit it off right away. I am Mexican-American, and when I lived in California I was able to meet l...
Not too many of these stories are true, however, this IS a true story of what happened to me last summer...with my next door neighbor, Christine. It all started about 35 years ago, in junior high school. That’s right, my first “puppy love." Christine A. I couldn’t forget her...black shoes, white socks, plaid skirt, white blouse, sweater, short blond hair, b...
I told my wife that it would be fun and sexy to see a male stripper dance for her...like at a bachelorette party. We never discussed MFM sex but she knew I was open to it from previously discussed fantasies. I went online and found a really good looking black guy who was also a masseuse. When I booked him I asked him if he'd be willing to "play." He said m...
Leila thought she had contracted a fetish. She worried it was 'abnormal' and searched the internet for answers. She read Wikipedia and other sites to get an inkling where she stood on the scale of 'normal' and was her particular fetish actually one? She got confused, first with the earliest writers on the subject and then with the more famous writers like Fr...
My name is Kanisha Lambert. A big and tall ( six-foot-two by 240 pounds ) young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm a student at Carleton University, majoring in business administration. I'm also a member of the Carleton University Women's Rugby Squad. These days, life is confusing as heck. The international Haitian comm...
The doorbell rings. I take a long look into the mirror. The woman staring back at me smiles a black smile. I tuck my short black hair behind my ear and reposition my breasts in my black tank. Tattoos peek from under the plundering neckline on a canvas of pale skin in shades of potent blues, reds, greens, and purples and through my shirt you can slightly make...
Tabitha stretched luxuriously, enjoying the way her red silk sheets whispered against her new black stockings. It was a rainy Tuesday in October and she'd spent the evening relaxing in bed wearing nothing but her favorite chemise and the incredibly sexy new thigh-highs. Needless to say, she was horny as hell and ready to let someone else admire the way the b...
Hayley Wolfe checked herself in the mirror for the umpteenth time as her friend Magnolia pulled up to the valet. Usually to shy away from the sin vanity, Hayley had to admit, she looked gorgeous. Her usually neck-length red hair had been grown down to the shoulder, her black dress clung dangerously to her thighs and hips, and Open-toed pumps fresh from the s...
Ali placed me on the bar counter with Neil still pawing and squeezing my breasts. My nipples were achingly erect as I opened my legs wide showing my shaved pussy to my own personal audience. Pointing high heeled shoes outwards, my shaved opening spread a little displaying a small portion of pink wet pussy. Ali dipped his finger inside, causing me to squirm w...
I am a rather conservative looking, middle-aged woman of average appearance and demeanor. I work as a school psychologist in Los Angeles. My boyfriend Frank is a studio musician who plays bass with many of the up and coming bands in the area. He's also in his late thirties, with sandy brown hair and of no particular physical distinction. He wears glasses and...