You are tantalized by my presence, a curvy Black woman with a thick Afro and a big beautiful Black ass, standing decked out in shiny Black leather in front of you. I've been told I have quite the presence. What's my name? You are mystified by me. No names. Does it matter? Not at all. I am your Black Mistress, and I've come to fuck the hell out of you and dom...
There is little that can scare me in this life. Except maybe loneliness. There is no cure for that and we're all vulnerable to it. Especially me. Side effect of being immortal, you see. My name is Amy Bigelow, but friends have been referring to me as Big Booty Amy for as long as I can remember. I'm a five-foot-eight, somewhat thick white chick with big tits,...
In this part, Jason and Shavonda spend their vacation in West Virginia with Jason's family, centered around Grandma's birthday party and a trip to see the legendary wild ponies on Mount Rogers. The morning after the reunion, I awoke in our tent, snuggled against Shavonda's naked body. I was hard, morning wood with the added stimulation of being nestled in b...
My name is Stefan Cherenfant. A big and tall, good-looking young black man of Haitian origin living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Friends call me K.B. for short. I don't mind. We all seem to acquire nicknames at some point in our lives. Not much we can do about it. Anyhow, I was home from school during Christmas Break. This is the tale of how I had...
My fiancé Vera proposed the hypothesis of consummating a lifelong relationship by sharing sensual experiences, such as the almost spiritual conjugation of being fucked by the same person or both performing fellatio on the same person. Perhaps, best of all, watching each other doing all of that would be an erotic prenuptial bonding ceremony. Vera is the smar...
The Coxville Curse Saga: Part 2: Chapter 16. The Pool Party ********** October 16, 2009: Friday, the Day of the Pool Party ********** THE POOL PARTY ********** Jenny arrived home, a thrill shooting up her spine as she saw the elongated package beside the door. She retrieved it and headed up the stairs eager to try out her new toy. Harold was away...
My name is Dwayne Dexter. I'm an 18-year old African-American male from a major southern US city. All my life I've have been surrounded by despair and deprivation: too many friends and family on drugs, in gangs or in jail. But I'm lucky: I have phenomenal athletic ability, and can run, jump, catch and throw like no one else I know. I spent high school workin...
ALL CHARACTERS DEPICTED IN THIS STORY ARE THE AGE OF 18 OR OLDER. Welcome to my first story on Chyoa! Im a somewhat inexperienced writer, so all feedback is welcome. This story was originally intended to have a far more linear intro, having the main character meet his initial roommates in the first chapter, however i saw wider potential in the idea and ha...
Her husband's company banquet was long and boring. Stuffy, rich people...white people with fancy cars and big homes. People like...her husband. Adriana had stifled many yawns throughout the night. She was his beautiful armpiece and she did her job well that night. Men gazed approvingly at her supple breasts and young ass wrapped in a fitting black gown. Her...
Alden... such a proper young man, his family was basically aristocratic in every aspect Noelle could imagine. When her doorbell rang and she saw him, she automatically said hi, kissing his cheek and saw his beautiful dark skin flushing. "Is anything wrong?" "I found your purse after the party," he explained, "please do believe I wouldn't have opened it oth...