With a final sharp nip, she buried her face in his stomach, her clit finally exploding from the sensations of being teased upon his shin while her mouth teased him.. her mind her undoing as she exploded again, her already dripping pussy, turning into a fountain, so in want of him was she. Her dream man, who always had so much control over her .. captive. T...
His breath exhaled slowly and deeply as He surveyed the landscape of “His” bottom. The use of the word was two-fold, describing both the role His lover was in, and the physical attribute He was in the process of Dominating. Her skin was so intriguing, he could never get enough of it, not enough touch nor feel for it. her ass was simply divine. Especially now...
One night in February he came to her, hungry, wanting her soft smooth skin under his fingertips, her warm wet tight pussy circling his cock. He had been in meetings all day and found himself at times daydreaming about slick pussies and round breasts, jolting himself back to reality when he realized the tent his cock was making in his Dockers. God he missed h...
As Salam Alaikum, my dearest readers. What's up, people? My name is Hodan Kader-Hussein and I'm a young Black Muslim woman living in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. Five-foot-eleven, curvy and sexy, with light brown skin and a thick Afro, that's yours truly. I am a Black female professional and dress in a manner that's both stylish and conservative when I...
Stevenson Spade is the name. A tall, good-looking young black man living in Atlanta, Georgia. I'm a student at Morehouse College, the best damn school in the world, period. It's my father Frank Spade's alma mater. He attended the school and played football for them circa 1970. Shortly before I came into this mundane world. I'm on the men's baseball team. Thi...
My name is Steve Volmar. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent studying Criminal Justice at Bay State University in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. A while ago, I graduated from Brockton Community High School. This is my life right now. The life of an African-American University athlete isn't easy. I'm the only Black person on the Men's Ice Ho...
How many times did she think He would explain it to her? She kept "asking" or maybe she couldn't understand. He had finally reached the point He had been dreading. Damn! He hated doing this. This was only the second time He had felt this for a woman. And the second time the woman, His woman, had pushed and pushed until He had no choice. Maybe she just did...
When I saw your dick hard in front of my face I thought, "Good lord, yes! I could do some round circular swirl-like tongue rimming on that right there. I see that sensitive area where your head forms into its shaft. I could just flick that under spot with my pointed, wet tongue." And you reply, "It's yours to do as you want". That is the perfect answer for...
I awoke early in the morning. It was just after dawn, the sun's early light filling the corners of the ceiling. Arthur lay beside me on his side breathing softly, uncovered. I turned to admire him, his calm face, the lines of his body, the smoothness of his skin. His penis hung limply, still coated with my juices; it was always hard to believe in its shape-c...
He kneels in the center of his room his back is straight and shoulders square, hands laid upon his thighs, as he focuses his gaze straight ahead. He sits meditating feeling himself being one with his surroundings. His senses are acute and he can feel with his mind all that is around him. He is comfortable with the power of his spirit and is confident in the...