Black Superiority Stories

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Black Male Superiority

by Samuelx on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

Ivan David Cruz is the name. A six-foot-six, good-looking, lean and rugged young black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. This right here is my tale of having some wicked fun at the expense of unsuspecting others. I've often been told that I got absolutely no conscience and the city is my playground. Maybe there is something to that. All I k...

The Female Villain

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Hey, there. My name is Shaniqua Brown and by my own admission, I'm a big black bitch from the ghetto. At six-foot-one and 230 pounds, I personify ghetto gal power through and true. My skin is jet-black and I have never wished for it to be lighter. Light skin isn't an advantage. It's something people with nothing else going on for them say to make themselves...

Black Muslims are Dominant

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Lying on her back, legs in the air, Feminist Icon Muriel O'Shea was exactly where she wanted to be. Her mouth was wide open, screaming obscenities and drooling as she experienced the fucking of a lifetime. The man fucking her was none other than Mohammed Akbar, a macho young man of Arabian and Somalian descent she met at her Introduction To Criminology class...

In Praise of Strong Black Women

by Samuelx on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Hello, there. Jack Saint Pierre is the name. Who am I? The Hero of this story right here. A six-foot-tall, slender young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. And I am a very kinky guy. Just ask my girlfriend Sandra Guillaume here. The first time I laid eyes on her, I knew that she was the woman for me. I was coming...

Club Venus Paradisio Ch. 02

by Sputnik57 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Madeline teased her cunt as she enjoyed a shower in the accommodation which seemed to have an erotic personality all of its own, but resisted the urge to bring herself off again, she wanted to remain nicely aroused when sampling the atmosphere at dinner, excited at the prospect of the indulgences to come. The warm sunset glowed through its windows, illuminat...

Mother Knows Best Ch. 01A

by Sputnik57 on Sep 26, 2017
BDSM

Rex knelt in his schoolboy uniform with semen dripping from his temporarily sated cock. As Sylvia and Martha sat comfortably and smiled in anticipation at the coming show, Sylvia commented on how refreshing it would be to see other women dominate her son-in-law to complete submission; the three mature dominas were delighted to oblige. Rex was now ordered to...

Mistress Serena Ch. 01

by alanc on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

When I first saw her in the supermarket I was immediately struck by her looks and air of superiority and strength. This type of woman always drew me in, this one so much I followed her discreetly around the supermarket alleys so that I could watch her as she went about her business. I guessed she must have been in her mid forties but had a body which belied...

Saving Her Husband's Job Ch. 02

by Just Plain Bob on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Tina made a final adjustment to her garter belt and nylons and then she stepped into her 4 inch "come fuck me" pumps. She looked at herself in the full-length mirror and thought, "Tina my love, you look like a slut, which I suppose is fitting, since that is what you have become." And then she giggled, "I am a slut and I love it." She and Bob had been marri...

Green eyed monster

by splotch on Jul 17, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

People, by their very nature are a jealous bunch. What kind of woman wouldn't be jealous of that girl with the perfect figure that you can never attain? Perhaps they have those giant perfect breasts you weren't gifted with, or they're taller, thinner, or fitter. Maybe they have that perfect round butt your boyfriend keeps staring at. Either way that burning...

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Yacht vs Motor

by Ashson on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

The only thing more useless than a yacht is person who sails them. They go on and on about iron men in wooden boats, driving before the wind, but what happens when the wind dies? The iron men sit there, with all the manoeuvrability of a stick, waiting for someone smarter and an engine to come to their rescue. Some of them, of course, are prepared to sit ther...