My black lover has an ashy-looking, grey film streaked and splotched on his body. So when we get together for sex I smooth baby oil all over his body - on his face, neck, shoulders, arms, chest, stomach, legs, the front and back of them, on his back, firm buttocks, in his crack. I wipe it down with a soft hand towel. Then he sheens, his black skin glistening, big cock up hard, leaking lots of pre-cum.
Since he is so ready he wastes little time with me. He wants me to kiss, lick,
To understand how we got to this point please read Part One.
Paul and Janet will tell their experiences, as the story progresses.
We lay in bed discussing our night of hot sex with our new found, hot black couple.
"Honey, he got me off twice and he hasn't had that big black cock in my pussy yet. I hope I can handle that thing. I have to have it, baby, I just have to."
"Looks like you are becoming a slut fo
I had stopped at the sex store that had video booths in the back room late one afternoon. As I was stopping, getting out of my car, I saw a tall young black guy with a medium Afro, that had been walking past, he looked at me and then turned around and went into the sex store ahead of me. I thought, Could this guy read me that well that he immediately understood I was on the prowl for cock?
Here I was a 40-something married white guy, going into a sex arcade, and this young black g
Scott Clark hated his whiteness. He wasn't able to articulate it exactly in that way; he claimed to be coming to terms with his submissive nature and his overwhelming desire to serve the Black race. Had he been a bit more self-aware, a bit more introspective, he could have accurately described his self-hatred as stemming from his inherent need to feel superior. Whiteness was his disease, magnified by a Napoleonic complex of huge proportions given his height of 5'1". He suffered from narcissism e
I was going through a difficult patch with my girlfriend and was feeling very down. Although I am basically straight I have gay periods when all of a sudden I find myself looking at gay porn. But I had never been with a man.
One day at work we had a visit from a West Indian sales rep named Ralph. He was huge, very black and was rumoured to have about 12 children, so all the women were fascinated.
So was I, although I didn't realise it at the time. It wasn't until I
When I first wake up, my head is pounding and I have no idea where I am. This definitely isn't my hotel room, I know that much. I turn my head to the left, and two things happen: first, my headache subsides, and second, my cock twitches in arousal at what I see. Fast asleep next to me is what I can only describe a He-Man: sandy-coloured hair in an Army-style buzz cut; a strong, handsome profile with long, delicate eyelashes, and full lips which are currently forming a sl
This is my third story. Writing these has almost become an addiction. Your comments are very welcome.
I had heard of him through a friend. He was supposed to be this great guy with an incredible black body. I got his telephone number from the friend and called him up.
"Hello," he answered.
"My name is Austin, is this William?" I questioned.
"Yes, are you the friend of John's I keep hearing about?" he qu
I love black bodies and cocks. Something real special about them. Maybe lots of things. The sizes are legendary. Muscular, wiry-haired bodies - underarms, chests, bellies, pubes, buttcracks. Loads of hot, creamy cum.
I was watching a vid about a white guy in a fuck club with five black guys. I envied him so. Got so horned up I decided I had to go get me some right now, this night. I had heard of an all-black club - a bar - in the rural countryside and determined to go find it. Tha
The email arrived. Steve licked his lips in anticipation. "Love your pic," it read, "Would really like to suck your cock." Steve smiled, felt his cock harden. He replied to the email, told the guy his address and what time to be there.
Once the guy had replied, Steve showered. He looked down at his seven inch cock and smiled, he began to rub it, felt it growing hard in his hand and then he jacked it, slow and steady. Pleasure rose through his wet body. He ran his free hand over h
I was so excited to tell my wife about what happened as I walked into our apartment. We had been living together for a couple of years and during that time she had told me about her black experiences. It became a ritual that once a week she would describe how she fucked and sucked black cocks both in the town we lived in and when she lived in San Francisco.
Finally I would share my story with her. I was driving home from a business trip and pulled over in a truck stop for a pee. I
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