0 comments/ 22150 views/ 0 favorites If Ever By: babyBliss She had captured my imagination from the moment I had read her first story, and now she lay naked on my bed. Her body soft and supple, breathing evenly as she lay there in quite anticipation of what was to come. Her perky breasts perfectly shaped cones softly rising from her chest topped by pert nipples centered on her pale pink areoles. Her flat smooth tummy adorned by a beautiful navel, a tuft of wispy blond hair just below so lovingly trimmed, pointing toward her cleanly shaven vulva. With her legs together I could just see that lovely slit. She smiles softly as I bring her hand to my lips, my tongue slithering over her fingers as they enter my hot wet mouth and I suck on her three middle fingers, looking into her eyes I crawl onto the bed and straddle her, her breasts just in front of my thighs, I take her other hand and bring it also to my mouth licking and sucking her fingers, her eyes never leave mine. Sucking the fingers of one hand I lean forward bringing the other above her and to the corner of the bed securing her wrist in the velvet cuffs. I take her other hand and do the same. I then kiss and nibble my way down her arm paying particular attention to her lovely underarm. I began kissing, licking, nibbling, taking in her fragrance, causing her to whither and moan. She is now mine, I move to her feet and secure them, one then the other to the spreader bar, spreading her completely, her thighs parting, her pussy opening like a flower, I watch as her lips part revealing the excitement within, a drop of her moisture slowly leaks from her treasure, my treasure. Quickly hooking the bar to the chains hanging from the ceiling, I begin to raise her feet up and back revealing her most luscious ass. That ass that she had teased me with, those firm round globes that she had sent pictures of in her email to me. She smiled as her ass rose from the bed, knowing that I had promised to redden it and make it glow. I leaned over her and kissed her deeply my tongue entering her mouth in a passionate kiss, my hands now caressing those firm cheeks. She moans and returns the kiss, her tongue swirling with mine, she tastes so sweet. Our breathing becoming more rapid, the passion building, engulfing us, the kiss continued until finally I had to break away. I stare into eyes, seeing them sparkle, not knowing what I had planned for her, but knowing that I promised her pleasure like she had never known. I whisper. “Do you want me to begin?” Smiling knowingly, I moved kissing her cheek, working my way to her ear, where I nibbles her ear lobe and licked the inside of her ear. Feeling her shiver, I kiss her behind the ear and work my way to the nape of her neck where I spend time kissing and nibbling. Her head turns toward me and our lips again come together in a lovers kiss, her tongue probing, our fluids exchanging, she tastes so sweet, I could feel the excitement building in my body as I again break the kiss and begin nibbling my way down her neck to those perky breasts of hers. I want to make love to her, I have never felt this way about anyone before, yes I had lovers, and slaves, but never have I felt like this. I kissed the soft yet firm flesh of her breast approaching but never touch her nipples they look like hard little erasers. I smile to myself, her chest rising and falling as the excitement mounts, I moved from one breast to the other, kissing, licking, and nibbling but never touching her nipples, that will come later. I kiss and lick my way down to her navel, I tongue it, swirling in and out, sucking, and gently fucking it. I kiss my way around her waist until I’m kissing the small of her back just above the crack of her ass. I teased her there, my tongue licking up to the crack and then back. I begin to kiss and gently bite those luscious globes. I want her hot, I want her to want me, to need me. I got up from the bed and went to my hope chest and opened it. Inside I keep my toys, whips, straps, clips, candles, and oils. Taking out a bottle of massage oil I stepped up onto the bed, taking hold of her foot I began to make love to her toes, kissing and then licking, then applying the oil and massaging her foot while I kiss and lick and nibble her ankle working my way down her calf and then her inner thigh, down to her sweet smelling pussy, nibbling and sucking her inner thigh, tonguing my way around her now wet and dripping hole, careful not to touch it working my way up her other leg finishing with her toes. I hold the bottle over her ass and let a drop fall on her little pucker, I watched as it clench and then relax and the oil seeped inside. I lean down and kiss her again… our passion mounting. “You okay?” I asked. She smiled. I went back to my chest and removed a feather… she had told me she hated feathers, I was determined to make her love this one. Beginning with the soles of her feet I slowly move the feather over her body, she struggles, twisting and turning as best she can, screaming for me to stop. I circle and circle and circle her breast her nipples getting harder before my eyes, I draw the feather down her tummy and over her pussy lips… bringing it back up over her tummy, back to her breasts and over her nipples, she arches her back as I bring the feather back down over her body and graze her clit, flicking the feather over and around it, down to her little pucker. I place the tip at her tight little hole and spin the feather between my hands, the tip finding purchase I heard a deep sigh…I remove the feather. Her lower lip is quivering as my lips press down on hers… “Now that wasn’t so bad.” My hand moves slowly to her wet pussy, my finger dipping into the pool of juice forming there. “You are so wet and hot.” She glared at me as I brought the feather over her clit and through her slit again and again. “No!” She began. “Oh, what are you doing to me, shit?” Her thighs flexing as I saw the feather over and through her wide-open pussy. I watch as her clit becomes engorged and the tell tale signs of her orgasm begins… Her juices flowing and now dripping down to her little puckered asshole… As her body begins to stiffen I pulled the feather away, she screamed in frustration as that wonderful feeling began to fade. I take her right to the edge and show her the promised land and sent her back to the dessert. I lean down next to her, I whisper. “It’s early yet, we have a long way to go…” I again go to my chest and remove three clips and a three-way chain. I also take out my flogger, riding crop, and paddle, along with three different size butt plugs. We were just beginning… Her hips still undulating I go back to my chest and take out several candles and light them, placing them around the room, setting one on the night stand next to my bed. “I’ll be right back sweetie.” I said as I turned and left the room, I went to the kitchen and my freezer, I removed two long phallic shape cylinders and return to the room, wrapped in a towel I set them on the night stand next to the candle. Grabbing the paddle without warning I smack her left ass cheek, and then her right. “Ooooowwwww!” She screams. “Just beginning baby.” The paddle landed again and again, her screams turned into moans. Her ass now pinking up nicely, her clit now visible peeking out from it’s hiding place. I reach down to the control panel next to the bed and lower her legs and ass back down to the bed. She is watching my every move, I pick up the candle and see her cringe. Does she know what is about to happen? I hold the candle about a foot over her left breast and slowly tilted it, a drop of hot wax splashes onto her breast just above her nipple. “Oh!” she cried. “Oh fuck!” As another drop splashes a little closer to her nipple. Her body recoils into the bed and she twists and turns against her restraints. Not wanting her nipples yet, I move to the other breast, drip, drip, drip, her breathing becomes strained. I move from one breast to the other covering her breast with the hot wax… Putting the candle down, I slowly peal the hardened wax from her breasts and reach to the nightstand and grab one of the frozen cylinders and apply it to her now super sensitive tits. I could see her nipples actually hardened further as I circled first one then the other with the cold now sweating cylinder. She gasped and moaned. Setting the cylinder down I picked up the candle and held it over her lower abdomen just above her beautifully shaved pussy. Drip! Her hips rise off the bed as the hot wax begins to drip closer and closer to her now swelling outer pussy lips and on her sensitive inner thigh. I cover the area around her pussy with the hot wax being careful not to have it make a direct hit on her pussy itself. Again she cries out as the hot wax splashes onto her sensitive skin, again I remove the wax and apply the cold cylinder to the area that has just been sensitized by the hot wax, again I avoid her clit and her hot wet pussy lips… “Oh! Please, please, please… you’re driving me crazy… I need you to touch me, my nipples, my pussy, my clit, I need you to touch me, I need to cum! Please…” I smiled as I pick up the candle… “What do you need baby?” I said as I angle the candle over her breasts, this time the drops splash directly on her nipples. She screamed and her body shook as the stinging wax grabbed hold of her nipples sending it’s message directly to her pussy. I watched as her pussy spasms and thickens, her juices have not stopped flowing since we had begun were now increasing as she again approached orgasm… I reached to the control panel and raised her legs and ass off the bed again, her cute little puckered asshole coming into view… “No… please no…” she pleaded… as the drop of hot wax landed directly on her exposed puckered star… She screams as I move the candle in a steady line from her asshole to her clit. I can hear a sizzle as each drop of hot wax lands on her wide-open wet pussy. The wax begins to fill the sensitive entrance to her hole and seal her pussy. I covered her pussy with wax until all I could see was her now engorged super sensitive clit. I waited for her to settle down and peal the wax from her pussy pick up the frozen cylinder and removed the dildo shaped ice core from within and placed the tip against her inflamed asshole. She screeches as it slides from that point to the entrance of her now hypersensitive cunt. Slowly I insert the ice dildo into her cunt, her body jerks and pull at her restraints… “Oh fuck! Oh fuck aaaaahhhhh…” she hissed. I push the frozen but melting phallus all the way inside her. I pick up the candle and hold it directly over her clit. “Get ready baby.” I said as I tilt the candle and watch a stream of hot wax engulf her clit! Her body shakes and quivers as the pain seizes her brain and her orgasm burst forward. “OOOOOHHHHH! CUMMMING! EEEEEEEEEWWWWWW! “ Her cunt contracting and expanding! I watch amazed as she ejaculates, her cum squirting out of her shooting across the bed. I was on her immediately, my fingers flipping away the wax covering her clit. My mouth covering her inflamed cunt. The second shot squirts into back of my throat, and then the third filling my mouth. I thrust my tongue as deep as I can into her cold tunnel the ice has completely melted. I licked up to her hot clit I sucked it between my lips. She let loose a banshee scream and passed out… The smile of contentment on her face makes me so very happy. I reach over to the control panel and it slowly lower her body onto the bed. Never, ever has it been so intense. As she recovered I lower the chains from the ceiling and fasten her wrists cuffs to the coupling, releasing her wrists from the bed. I begin to retract the chains lifting her to a standing position on the bed. Grabbing the clips and chain, I step up onto the bed kissing her passionately, then stepping back caressing her breasts, pinching her sensitive nipples feeling them harden and applying the nipple clips. She winces in pain as I tighten the clips and attach the chain and let it fall freely. I kneel down and give hot wet pussy a kiss, my fingers finding her tortured clit and applying the clit clip… She cries out her thighs trembling as the clip bites into her clit and I attach the chain connecting it to her tits. She gasps, biting her bottom lip tossing her head back absorbing the pain. “Oh Fuck!” She screamed as she stands there suspended from the ceiling her body quivering, her thighs dripping her girl juice. “Baby, You have your safe word…” I say as I pick up the flogger… Will she say it? I hope not, I want to take her places she has never been. Well guys I know it’s been a whole, but I do have a life, well maybe my life has me, but I promise more… Please vote, and thanks Beth! If Ever Ch. 02 Swish... slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, the tails of the flogger makes contact with the right cheek of her ass, and the fingers find the crack... She let's out a gasp, her ass cheeks clench. I move slowly around the bed... Swish... slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, her left cheek now reddens and her ass clenches she gasps again. Again I move slowly, again I let loose with the flogger, her body recoils and her thighs begin to quiver. Moving again, changing the angle, the flogger rips onto her now red streaked ass, the welts begin to rise, her thighs now shaking as the tips wrap themselves onto the soft tender flesh located there. I caress her now hot pink cheeks, my fingers moving to her excited swollen pussy, seeking her wetness, dipping into her cauldron and the slick tight hole. The clip now expressing her swollen clit, I can feel it throbbing as with each deep breath the chain tightens and releases its manipulation of both her nipples and her clit. I begin flogging her inner thighs and with each stroke I can see her pussy twitch, closer and closer I bring the strokes to my goal, she knows what is coming, she knows I will have no mercy, she knows the fingers of the flogger will land and wrap themselves over her most sensitive area. With precision I begin to attack her enraged pussy in such a manner as the base of the flogger lands just above her clit, the fingers landing across her clit and wrapping themselves on, around and into her wet swollen pussy lips the tips wrapping around and striking her asshole... She screams... her body tensing the chain tightening, the clips staining as they are pulled taunt her nipples and clit stretching, before she relaxes I deliver another blow in the same manner, the fingers first landing just above her clit, striking it directly, and then around and through her pussy lips and the tips striking her ass cheeks with one finger landing on her asshole... She cries out, her body convulsing as she is approaching that area between pain and pleasure, I do not speak to her, I deliver another precise blow, she is beginning to sob, another strike, she is beginning to whimper, another, her lips quivering, another her body begins to quiver she begins to shriek! "Oh gawd yesssss fucking whip me I'm CUMMING!" Her pussy again began to squirt like a fountain, which I immediately cover with my mouth, drinking from her carnal fountain. As I drink from her fountain of pure ecstasy I remove the clip from her clit and suck it between my lips, and taking it between my teeth, batting it with my tongue, she screams! "You fucking bitch! You pussy whipping CUNT! EAT ME! OH FUCK YESSSSSSS! As she screams her pleasure, my finger rim her asshole, she clenches her cheeks and thrust her hips, pushing her hot throbbing wet pussy onto my face... "FUCK YEAH! Oh yes! Do it! FINGER MY ASS! FUCK I'M GONNA CUM AGAIN!" "Linda!" I yelled. "Get in here now! She needs you now!" Linda came into the room, her strap-on dildo protruding from her legs. I lowered Beth to the bed and held her thighs up over her body as Linda positioned her massive dildo at the anal entrance. I once again I drop my face to Beth's cunt as Linda pushes the dildo into Beth's asshole with one swift thrust. "OH YES! FUCK MY ASS! YES! OH LOVER YOU'RE SO BIG IN MY ASS! FUCK ME NOW!" Beth yells breathlessly. I give her pussy a kiss and reach for the controls, spreading Beth's legs wide giving Linda better access to her lover's ass. I watch as Linda begins to thrust her hips establishing a slow but steady rhythm. I reach down and pick up my riding crop, moving it slowly up and down Beth's sensitive inner thighs, she withers under my touch, I watch her tummy muscles ripple as her ass begins to respond to Linda's assault on her asshole. I place the paddle of the crop on her wet pussy. "Do it." Linda exhorts. "Do it now! She thrust the Dildo deep into Beth's ass, I bring the crop down with a sharp crack onto Beth's clit! Her body stiffens and shakes, her ass clenching the strap-on cock deep inside her, her shriek pierces the room. Linda pulls the rubber cock out to the bulbous head. "Again she exhorts. SMACK, my crop splashes against Beth supercharged clit and pussy. Again her body stiffens and quakes as Linda thrust hard into her. Now picking up the pace, Beth gasping for breath she begins chanting "FUCK ME PLEASE FUCK MY ASS! WHIP MY CLIT BEAT MY PUSSY!" I begin tapping her clit, Beth swoons, her body bucking to meet Linda's thrusts, convulsing as her orgasm takes her to beyond her dreams... Her pussy is gushing, her ass contracting and releasing it's own orgasmic fluid the dildo now sliding effortlessly in and out of her well-fucked ass. As Beth's orgasms gathers momentum, Linda begins to shudder, her orgasm grabbing her soul, as Beth thrust hard against the cock one last time impaling herself on the thick hard rubber cock, her body stiffening, her back arching, her toes curling, as the orgasms keeps building until it finally culminates in sheer ecstasy her eyes open wide, she gasps for breath and collapses totally spent. Linda her own orgasm racking her body falls away pulling the dildo out of Beth's ass with a sloppy slurping noise collapsing on the end of the bed. I caress Beth's body, "You okay?" She smiles weakly. I continue my caresses releasing her from her bondage, we slowly embrace, kissing passionately... she reaches for the paddle. "My turn..." Hi guys and girlfriends! Again I thank you for your comments and encouragement. I know it has been a while since I have written, frankly I've been busy, but I promise that I will continue to write, if you will. Please vote, and your comments are always welcome. luv ya Bliss. (Beth write me soon!) If Everyone Cared Hi, there. Brother Samuel here. A big and tall, fairly good-looking black man in his mid-twenties. A college graduate. An openly bisexual black person of Haitian descent. An urban poet and recently published writer. An adventurer. A crusader for just causes. A lover. A chronicler of my fellow bisexuals. I am all these things and more. These days, life is okay, I guess. I'm slowly coming to terms with my limitations. I am not a god. I'm just a man with extraordinary levels of intelligence, ability and perception. I've taken it upon myself to do what my fellow man cannot. Does that make me a superman? I don't think so. In the faraway land of Denmark, they are getting ready to ban circumcision in general, shielding all future generations of men and women from that barbaric practice. I am thrilled about this because I'm an uncircumcised man. I'm just the way Mother Nature and God made me. Yet many in American society feel that modified men are the norm and unmodified men are freaks. Talk about backward logic. Give me a break. If you ask me, ordinary men and women shouldn't try to fix what mother nature has made. And parents don't have the right to alter their sons in the name of outdated religious practices. Not without their consent. To hell with traditionalism. Let's embrace modernity and liberalism! In the not-so distant land of Delaware, a major university is getting ready to take away athletic opportunities from innocent young sportsmen in the name of helping young sportswomen who already have far more athletic opportunities than their male counterparts. And some of the young women are protesting this injustice. They call it insuring equality. I call it political correctness gone amok. The young sportsmen and sportswomen at the university are calling it plain wrong. Will the Powers That Be listen to them? I pray to God that they do. I don't want to see any young men lose their sports teams because of a rigid quota based on a law that needs changing. I would do anything to help them. But I'm not a member of the Powers That Be. And I am not a god. Earlier that day, the twenty-fourth day of November 2008, I bought a cup of coffee for a homeless young white man. It was the human thing to do. The guy was cold, and shivering. I thought a warm cup of coffee from Dunkin Donuts would warm him up. His name is D.J. and I see him often at the Champion City Community Library. As we shared some coffee, he shared his worries with me. About a week ago, a homeless man in the city was attacked and set on fire by an unidentified person. I find myself thinking that whoever did this, he or she must be a hardcore psychopath. Not every miscreant can do something so cruel. It takes a level of ruthlessness the average criminal lacks. I've known and fought against my share of psychopaths and sociopaths. I'm related to several, in fact. My father, sister and aunt are all psychopaths. And they're the most charming people you will ever meet. After I got done with my mid-afternoon meal, I wished D.J. goodbye and good luck before heading to the bus station. While I approached the station, I saw Nassau, a tall black policeman, arguing with a poorly dressed white guy and large white woman. The pair gave him dirty looks as he told them to go away. I've known Nassau for many years. When I told him I wanted to get into law enforcement after college, he was thrilled and gave me inside info about the business opportunities on the field. He's an okay guy most of the time. Today, I saw him angry. Because the surly white guy he was arguing with called him the nastiest word one can call a black person by. Yeah, that one. Wow. Amazing. A black man is the President of the United States of America. A black man is the Governor of Massachusetts, my home state. Yet there are many racist white men and white women out there who wished they lived in the old days. To hell with them. I don't even let them upset me anymore. Moving on. On the bus leading to Brockton Community College, I saw a young Asian man making out with his boyfriend, a large Hispanic guy. Wow. Some of the older women on the bus stared at them and shook their heads. I simply smiled and shrugged. Same-sex marriage is legal in Massachusetts. And in Connecticut. Someday, the rest of the country will follow. Why should only straight couples be allowed to marry? Most heterosexual marriages end in divorce. I know of many gay and lesbian couples who show each other more love and respect than most unhappily married straight women and straight men show to their spouses. If two men who are in love want to marry, then good for them. Same goes for two women in love who want to marry. And that's the law in my state. If you're a hater, a religious fundamentalist or a staunch conservative living in the past, then get the heck out of the state. Move along. Peace. Yeah, it's a tough life out there. Whatever you want, you've got to fight for it tooth and nail. And you don't always win. Sometimes the forces of evil are backed up by the law, the political system and the Powers That Be. That doesn't make them right. You've got to keep on fighting. Like the mighty Thor, the wise Odin and the rest of the Norse gods and goddesses of Scandinavian mythology, you've got to fight the darkness even when you know you're doomed. Why? Simply because it's the right thing to do. The alternative is simply unthinkable. We absolutely cannot let the forces of evil win without a fight. Often, the odds are overwhelmingly in their favor. And we feel like giving up. We can't let the villains take the prize (whatever might be at stake that day ) without a fight. We must be dedicated to opposing them as a matter of course and give one hundred percent. I arrive at the Brockton Community College campus. I walk into the Student Center and head to the library. While sitting at a computer terminal, I feel someone touching my shoulder. I turn around. Guess who it is? A face I never thought I'd see. The face of Jezula Charleston, a gal I haven't seen in years. She was my best buddy in high school. We dated for a while. Wow. I am so happy to see her. Impulsively, I kiss her. And she kisses me. She sits next to me, and we begin talking. Where has she been? What is she doing here? Jezula tells me that after graduating from high school, she attended the University of Michigan, where she earned her MBA. Afterwards, she started working for a small company in Marquette. She returned to New England a few weeks ago and came to visit city college because she was bored. And how amazing was it that we ran into each other! For hours afterwards, Jezula and I talked. The gal was looking good. At six-foot-one, she's just a bit shorter than me. The skinny gal I remembered had filled out nicely. Jezula was a big woman now, in every sense of the word. When I asked her about it, she told me that her lifestyle and habits changed in college. The five-foot-eight, 120-pound, dark-skinned black chick I remembered from senior year had turned into a six-foot-one, 250-pound Amazon. One with a thick body, large breasts, wide hips and a huge, round bottom. Wow. I looked at her and I must say I liked what I saw. You see, Jezula and I used to fool around back in the day. She grinned, and asked me if I remembered the old days. Here was the gal who used to get down with me in the ladies room and she was asking me if I remembered? Of course. I said yes, and jokingly told her I'd be happy to refresh her memory. Jezula smiled, and said she thought I'd never ask. We left the library together. There had been to be a bathroom nearby. We ran through the student center, giggling like freshmen. I went into the men's room, made sure it was empty and asked Jezula to come in. I locked the door from the inside after putting the "Closed" sign on. Then, I took a look at my hot friend. Hot damn, she was smoking. Jezula kissed me again, and I ran my hands all over her. It felt good, folks. I took off my jacket, and she took off her shirt. As expected, she wasn't wearing a bra. I looked her up and down. Damn, she looked good. I cupped her breasts and felt them. They were big, and soft. Just like the rest of her. Nice. I began to gently suckle on them. Meanwhile, Jezula unzipped her pants, and I noticed with satisfaction that she wasn't wearing any panties. Damn, the gal hadn't changed a bit. I kissed a path from her breasts to her round belly, then made my way to her groin. I propped her up on the bathroom counter and gently spread her legs. Yeah, I'm going downtown. I breathed in the smell of her womanhood. Nice. Lots of women use sprays and deodorants and whatnot down there. Not Jezula. She was a woman who smelled like a woman. The gal flaunted her own aroma. And I loved that about her. I spread her pussy lips and began to give her a good licking. I've always enjoyed going down on my lovers, both male and female. It's not just an acquired taste. It's my specialty. I happily lapped away at Jezula's labia. She groaned and urged me to continue. No need for encouragement. I'm the kind of gentleman who always delivers. Not just for the sisters but for the brothers too. I gently bit Jezula's clit and she gasped in surprise. I slipped first one finger inside of her, then two. I nearly stopped at three but she urged me on. Very few women can join the four finger club. And even fewer can handle an entire fist inside themselves. Jezula belonged to that select club. I began fisting her. I tweaked around inside Jezula, moving about with purpose. And slowly but surely, I felt her orgasm building. Her flesh was palpitating around my hand. When she came, I'm pretty sure everyone could hear her but neither of us cared. Man, I've never heard a woman scream in pleasure so loudly. Then again, I remembered who I was with. Jezula Charleston, the craziest black chick on the planet. She was still fun. After I basically rocked her socks, she was more than happy to rock mine. She took my manhood in her hands, and stroked. Bringing it to glorious life. I watched as Jezula knelt before me and took my cock into her mouth. Slowly, she took most of it in. I'm fairly long and thick. Not bragging. Just honest. Jezula and I have known each other for many years. She knew my body as well as she knew her own. While going down on me, she stuck her finger up my butt. Unlike most men, I can admit that I like that. It gets me harder and makes me feel good. Jezula worked her magic on me, licking and sucking on my Johnson like it was a lollipop. In no time she made me cum. And when I did, she swallowed every last drop of my masculine essence. Hot damn. After that memorable interlude, Jezula and I were hot for more. Jezula and I got to rocking. I sat on a toilet seat and she climbed on top of me. Wrapping my arms around her, I thrust my cock into her pussy. Her womanhood felt hot and wet around my member. It's been a while since we hooked up but I still knew what she liked. Lots of women like the slow and tender approach. Not Jezula. She liked the rough stuff. As in skip the preliminaries and move on to the main event. Which is exactly what I did. I pumped it into her for a good ten minutes, then we tried something else. I licked her pussy some more while fingering her tight asshole. That seemed to turn her on and when I proposed replacing my finger with something else, she was all for it. Jezula happily bent over the toilet seat and I spread her plump ass cheeks wide open. For lube, I used the hand lotion I always carried with me. My hands get real ashy in the winter. Slowly, I worked my cock into her asshole. Jezula was no stranger to anal sex. Either giving or receiving. This big black gal loved it both ways. She liked taking a ride on the Hershey highway with the right guy and she wasn't opposed to fetching a strap-on to return the favor once in a while. I loved that about her. And thus, Jezula and I happily romped away. I began fucking her ass slowly and steadily, then picked up speed. Gripping her hips, I pumped it into her. At first, her ass felt mad tight but she relaxed and enjoyed. She really got into it. Cursing like a sailor, she urged me to go harder and faster. Folks, this brother didn't need to be told twice. A big beautiful woman who's into backdoor fun is a rare treasure. Fortunate is the man she chooses as her lover. So you had better believed I enjoyed every minute I spent tapping that big beautiful butt of hers. I lost count of how many times we both came. When we exited the men's room, some white dude and his Hispanic girlfriend stared at us dumb-founded. The dude looked stunned while his girlfriend grinned wickedly. I think she's a wild one. Laughing, Jezula and I left the student center and went to the parking lot. It was mad cold outside but neither of us cared. We finally found her car, a bright red BMW. Hot damn, the gal was doing really good. Jezula told me she bought it for about forty grand. Her twenty-third birthday present to herself. Wow. I looked at her with appreciation. The gal was good-looking, sexy, sensual, sexually adventurous and also educated and successful. And she was intent on taking me home with her so we could continue what we started in the men's room without interruption. We left the school around six thirty, got to her house and romped nonstop until Heroes came on. Hey, I like women, and men, and sex in general. But I love Heroes. Jezula and I took a break and ordered Chinese food while watching it. When the Chinese delivery guy came, Jezula greeted him at the door wearing only a bra and panties under her open bathrobe. I'm sure that guy will have lots of stories to share with his buddies at work the next day. Lying next to Jezula while watching Heroes, I found myself thinking about the future, of all things. I've always prided myself on being a bachelor. And I believe my life must be spent fighting for the causes I champion, from men's issues such as health care, male victims of domestic abuse and the crisis in male collegiate education to gay marriage and civil rights. Hell, I'm even a supporter of the Society Against Neutering, an animal rights activist network. What I do makes me doomed to being solitary. Still, as Jezula hand-fed me shrimp-fried rice, orange chicken and egg rolls before sealing the deal with the kiss, I found myself thinking that having her in my life on a permanent basis might not be a bad thing. And why not? We're old buddies. We get along great. I'm single. She's single. I'm bisexual. She's bisexual. We're both college graduates and hard-working professionals. Sounds complicated and far-fetched but hey, it just might work. Just something I'm considering, that's all. Anyhow, got to go. Peace.