INTERRACIAL SEX STORIES – BROTHER’S WORK THAT SHIT!

So, I thought I had no more Interracial Sex Stories, but… I just had to go to my childhood friend, Sara’s bachelorette party; having no idea what I was getting myself into.  That shit is A LOT of work!  Planning and sending our hand-calligraphed invitations and making sure everything went smoothly up to the big day was no small fete.  I had arranged for the strippers and the food and the music and… Ooooh boy!  Intense isn’t even the word for it; moreover, it had to be the most bad-ass party ever.  And I would NOT let my girl down!

I’d known Charlemagne for years, but we’d sworn off each other like drugs we’d broken the habit of in grad school.  Nothing could prepare me for seeing him dancing at Sara’s party.  I had indeed hired the dancers for the gig, but I didn’t actually see each dancer; instead, allowing the manager of the group to select each one based on my specs for Sara.

I was front and center wearing a mini-tiara  (marking me as the bride’s maid) when I heard the crowd going wild!  Looking up, my eyes scanned from bottom up (Figure that!?!). Moreover, I got a glimpse of a body I knew overly well!  Charlemagne, in the flesh!  He was gyrating his big cock right in my face.  Furthermore, upon my upward look, the smile said, ‘Hey girl!  I remember you…’!  Eeek!

We had a lot in common, to say nothing of the chemistry.  We had lust; moreover, we STILL had that magnetic pull we’d had back in school. That connection NEEDED to be broken, and we had done it.  A drug needs to be beaten every day, so here was the challenge.

Interracial Sex Stories had been our reawakening!

In like manner, I was so in love with my current man, but some habits are impossible to break.  I knew I’d be risking everything I’d ever wanted in a man with  Muz’s way of loving me, so I had no idea what the dark path would lead me to.  However, when Muz was away visiting his parents, and I was at the bachelorette party, I had the nagging thought.  Not about getting back with Charlemagne, but about the feeling of his HUGE dick forcing itself into places I didn’t even want to remember HAVING!

Everyone who’s ever fucked outside their own race knows the allure of it.  It’s downright palpable!  He’d barely exited the stage and with the girls all still going wild; I made my way to the dressing rooms.  And there that fucker was all black and shining from every muscle.  What a specimen!  He grabbed me toward him; all the while saying my name in a sing-song.  His cock was saying something altogether different!  And my pussy gesticulated in like fashion.

Before I knew what was happening (hmmm. Maybe ‘knew what was happening…’ I was stretching a little. LOL) I was in the double genuflect-zone!  I positioned myself like I did when we dated and ran my hands up his warm thighs; all while pulling him toward me.  My mouth dropped open as if it were on a hinge!  My tongue rolled forward in the manner of a conveyor belt!

And before I knew it (SEE ABOVE for my take of ‘BEFORE I KNEW IT.’ LOL) my stomach was filled with cum and we’d just gotten started!   I’m telling you the truth, Black men just know how to deliver it.

Interracial Sex Stories are being written every day.

I took that black sword into my belly like a starving child; feeling it caress my throat and drift into my stomach.  He pushed the back of my head to move it in for the world record! That familiar taste of jizz oozed down my throat and I had to hold back my own flow.

Then he lifted me effortlessly with my knees bent over his forearms and rammed that big BEAST into my tight hole.  I screamed the scream of LIFE, but the sad part…for Charlemagne was that I screamed out Muz’s name!  As a matter of fact, it reminded me of what I had at home and I felt the crushing pain of what I might be doing to my happy life at home.  So, I fucked the shit out of him (WHAT? I already said that Brother’s work that shit!) then, I took my happy ass home to my man!  Then, I fucked the shit out of Muz!

I kept it a secret, but I have my memories to carry me on.  Check out how I had Black Sex in the friendly skies!  Cum on and get your Sex Therapy here!  You’ll never look back!

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INTERRACIAL SEX STORIES