After a week or so of non stop afternoon sex, I was falling deeply in love with this dark skinned beauty. She satisfied my every need. I would go home in the evening, lay in bed thinking of Latisha and that glowing soft skin, the taste of her womanly juices, the beauty and size of those gorgeous breasts, and her willingly giving herself to me. I would get a hard-on and say to myself. "You...

Added 08 May 2011 | Category Bisexual | Votes 3 | Avg Score 4.67 | Views 3,073

In my new position, I was sent back to college, in my class the professor had the chairs arranged around the perimeter rather than in rows like normal. Directly across from me was this pretty black girl. Latisha. She was very short, far from fat, but I call her round. Her booty was held high. She had brown eyes, and lips a man could die for. Her lips were just a little thicker than normal,...

Added 19 Apr 2011 | Category Interracial | Votes 6 | Avg Score 4.67 | Views 4,353 | 1 Comment

My black friend and I have met at least weekly and I was quite comfortable taking the lead and un-zipping, pulling him out, and stroking him gently and slowly. In fact I looked forward to doing it. Watching him getting hard was a great turn on for me. Knowing he would go his way and think about our relationship and get-off again by just the thought was exciting for me. I did not have as great...

Added 29 Apr 2011 | Category Bisexual | Votes 6 | Avg Score 4.83 | Views 6,482 | 1 Comment

In all my trips to the neighborhood, parking was the pits. Because of all the apartment buildings a parking spot was very hard to come by, and tonight was far worse than normal. Not only did I drive around so many times, there were just not the normal number of people moseying around. After about 45 minutes of slow cruising, I did notice a black man that I had never seen before and it seemed...

Added 24 Apr 2011 | Category Bisexual | Votes 8 | Avg Score 4.25 | Views 3,700 | 2 Comments

I lived near a big city and heard about a street at the edge of town that was business and a lot of apartment buildings and a lot of gay men hung out there and one day I decided to see if it was true. I took the bus to the end of the line. It was still light out and I walked around for a long time and saw nothing to make me believe there was any truth to the stories I heard. Soon it became...

Added 17 Apr 2011 | Category Bisexual | Votes 5 | Avg Score 3.8 | Views 6,734 | 1 Comment