I didn't start out being fixated on, or even especially attracted to, black men. Events, and my experiences with both black and white men, combined to steer me into my personal black history. I think knowing a little of my background will help you understand my story. As my story begins I'm a 33 year old product of a small southern town. It's an old neighbo...
About once a week, usually on a Tuesday, I have breakfast at a local restaurant. I guess I'm considered a regular. The other early morning diners keep to themselves for the most part save for a cursory nod and he was perhaps the least likely of them to strike up a friendship with me. We had said good morning a few times but never more than that. It was dur...
Lena woke up laying in a spacious king sized bed. The covers were made of silk and so were the pillowcases. She stretched slightly and rubbed the inside of her thighs sending an erotic chill down her spine. The sun shone through the partially open curtains, just enough to warm the bed up. Pulling back the covers she got up out of the bed. Her bikini briefs c...
Dear Paul, I wanted to write you to catch you up on my latest adventures. I know you're always eager for details, and I have some for this month I which I think you will enjoy reading about. Be sure and get somewhere private when you read this because you are going to be hot under the collar (among other places) with what I have to write! Only a few close...
We walked up the stairs; my master bade me to stop after a few steps and roughly grabbed my hair at the bottom of my neck and pulled my yearning body closer to him. As much as the mysterious, sexy blonde had made me cum, I still needed his hard, big, black cock fucking my cunt. I craved his hot, creamy cum rushing down my throat, to fulfill the hunger I felt...
Being Bred - white girl reunited with her first black boyfriend It is a continuation of "How I got my first BBC." This story continues with the theme of adultery. If you are offended by stories of cheating, please don't continue reading this story. ***** It was time. Matt loaded my away bags in the car and raced back in the house to help me to the car. M...
I remember walking in the front door that night and seeing Jennifer putting the dinner plates on the dinning room table. It just seemed like our life got much more passionate from that night on. I showered her with hugs and kisses while she tried to finish preparing our meal. I guess I have to admit I had images in my mind of Jennifer getting banged good a...
December 27 afternoon Maggie seemed nervously ebullient all afternoon long. After not fucking Marcus in several days, they had shared an intense, intimate coupling. Part of her happiness was undoubtedly due to the fact that she was giving her body to the man who had put his black seed deep in her, breeding her with his black child. In my experience, there...
Author's Note: I appreciate you taking the time to read my writing. Warning, this part of the series contains racial slurs, violence, and vulgar language and is light on actual sex. If you are easily offended by racial slurs, violence, and/or vulgar language or light sexual content please move on to another story because this story will disappoint you. All c...
It was only a week after my punishment that I was expected to go back to the black club for the formal initiation that would make a white sex slave of me. I was to be owned by the black man called Robert. His plan was to bred me as many times as he could; my womb would belong to him. I also knew that my initiation would involve me being tattooed and collare...