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Bisexual Black Male

By: Samuelx



I stand in front of the mirror, looking at my reflection. A tall young black man stares back at me. I smile. I like the way I look. My name is Jason and I have always been a seducer, of both women and men. My six-foot-two, 230-pound, muscular and dark brown form attracts a lot of attention everywhere I go. I've got a pretty face too, and I am still very masculine, thank you very much. Now that you know who you're dealing with, you can't fault me for taking advantage of what I've got.

Recently, I hooked up with this married couple I met at a bar. George and Barbara Dalton. They were a black couple in their forties. George was around six feet tall and lean, with jet-black skin and a clean-shaven, handsome face. He was a good-looking brother who worked as a financial analyst in Boston. Barbara was a stocky, somewhat chubby woman, standing around five-foot-ten, with light brown skin. Her hair was short and bleached white. Apparently, she was a social worker. She wasn't very pretty but had large breasts, a thick and curvy body and a big, round bottom. Both of them were swingers and they wanted a piece of my action. We hooked up in a motel.

I got naked and they feasted their eyes on me. I smiled. Men and women always stare at me wherever I go. I'm a tall, good-looking black male. I can't really blame them. George was especially eager to get with me. The man got naked so fast. I looked at him. His body looked nice, muscular and firm. He kissed me, then caressed me. He sucked on my cock and balls while his wife watched. Barbara Dalton got naked, and I looked at her plump body. I've been with large women before. They're passionate sometimes. I smiled at her. George could certainly suck cock. He licked my balls and sucked on my dick like there was no tomorrow.

I decided to give him a piece of my action. I put on a condom and greased him up. George got on all fours and spread his butt cheeks, showing me his ass. He was no stranger to ass fucking. I positioned myself behind him. I slid my cock into his asshole. George stroked himself as I thrust into him. He had a tight ass. I plowed into him. Barbara wanted in on the action too. She came and sucked her husband's cock while I shoved my cock up his ass. George screamed, mostly in pleasure. I could tell he liked it. I fucked him hard for a while, then pulled out.

Barbara looked me up and down. She licked her lips. I took off the condom and she sucked on my cock. She licked the same cock that had gone up her husband's ass moments earlier. I thrust into her mouth. Barbara could certainly suck dick. While she sucked me, George came up behind her. He held his wife by her wide hips and thrust into her. Shoved his dick into her pussy. I watched Barbara's plump body shake under the force of her husband's thrusts. Yeah, this chick liked cock. Definitely. George continued to fuck her for some time, and she sucked me. George came and pulled out of her. He sighed with pleasure. I smiled at Barbara. Time for her to ride my stick.

Barbara Dalton got on all fours and spread her big and plump butt cheeks wide open. I smacked that sexy ass of hers. Big and plump. That's the way I like my butts, on both women and men. I applied some lubricant against her brown little asshole, then put a condom on my dick. I pressed my dick against her asshole, and pushed. Barbara Dalton screamed when my cock slid into her asshole. I thrust into her. Although her asshole was tighter than her husband's very own butt hole, I could tell that she was no stranger to ass fucking. I plowed into her. Her ass shook and her sexy and plump form followed. I smiled and continued to fuck her.

George Dalton was masturbating while I fucked his wife right in front of him. I winked at this sexy bisexual black man. Yeah, George was fine. Even as I fucked his wife in the ass, I couldn't help but admire the brother's fine body. He was a sculptor's dream. Why was he married? He could be having so much fun with the other gay and bisexual black males out there. Anyway, that's his business. I continued to slam my cock into Barbara's asshole. Damn, that ass of hers could certainly take a lot of dick. And she was a champ at butt fucking. I've shoved my dick into the assholes of many men and women over the years and Barbara was not the worst screamer I've had. Nah, this girl was cool.

I fucked her for some time, then came and pulled out of her. Her ass was gaping hole by the time I was done with her. Barbara got up and kissed me. George joined us and kissed his wife. I looked at them. They really made a nice couple. I'm not the marrying type. I can't see myself living in a house with a woman. Or a man for that matter. I need my freedom. I need my space. I'm the kind of man who likes to be free like the wind. But I know most of my brothers aren't like that. George and Barbara were lucky to have each other. Most women would flip if they knew their man was bisexual. Barbara embraced her husband's bisexuality and accepted him for what he was. That's really cool in my book. Anyhow, see you around. More adventures to follow, I promise.

Bisexual Black Man and His Woman



The name is Christopher McLord. College student, Macho Man and International Trickster Extraordinaire. I am the hero of this story. A tall, good-looking young black man living in urban America. Standing six feet three inches tall, jet-black and quite handsome, weighing exactly two hundred and fifty pounds. And last but not least, I am the proud owner of twelve inches of long and thick, slightly bent, uncut Black Man Power. My little friend here has been known to make men and women cry in sheer pleasure. Yes, I'm bisexual. As with everything else about myself, I embrace it. The bisexual lifestyle is cool. 

I live in West Virginia and I currently attend the prestigious Central Virginia University. It's only one of the best public institutions of higher education in all of North America. With twenty nine thousand students, it's easily one of the largest universities in America. Unlike most public colleges and universities, Central Virginia University is evenly divided between male and female students. Balance is key. Makes me happy to live there. It's the place I call home, folks. There's no other place like it in the universe. I think it's the best college or university in America! 

Central Virginia University or CVU, as the school is popularly known has one of the most rigorous educational programs and curriculum in the world. The toughest students from public and private high schools around the country apply there. Not all of them make it. Attending CVU is both a privilege and an honor. The men and women of Central Virginia University are among the elect of academia. Bar none. These days, I am a CVU student-athlete. That's a very good thing in a school considered by many to be an athletic powerhouse. I reckon we're considered the biggest athletic powerhouse in the higher education system of the United States of America. The only school which even comes close is Ohio State University. 

The Central Virginia University Department of Athletics currently sponsors Men's Intercollegiate Baseball, Rowing, Basketball, Cross Country, Soccer, Archery, Bowling, Pistol, Rifle, Squash, Tennis, Ice Hockey, Nordic Skiing, Sailing, Gymnastics, Water Polo, Swimming, Wrestling, Football, Golf, Rugby, Lacrosse and Track along with Women's Intercollegiate Rowing, Basketball, Cross Country, Squash, Soccer, Sailing, Archery, Bowling, Pistol, Rifle, Gymnastics, Tennis, Water Polo, Ice Hockey, Nordic Skiing, Swimming, Field Hockey, Wrestling, Softball, Golf, Rugby, Lacrosse and Track. Club sports offered are Men's Boxing, Badminton, Sumo Wrestling and Karate along with Women's Boxing, Badminton, Karate and Ultimate Frisbee. The Equestrian Club is coed. We have four male and eight female riders. Like I said, we're an athletic powerhouse. All of our sports compete in the top tier of the National Collegiate Athletic Association. Division One. I'm a member of the Men's Rugby team. It's always been my favorite sport.

The story that I'm about to tell you involves my adventures into the worlds of raunchy sex, dominance and submission. I was hanging out with a couple of my fellow student-athletes. Mike Bison, of the Men's Baseball team and Luke Tyson, of the Men's Basketball team. They're a couple of guys I've known for years. Mike is six feet tall, lean and muscular, with dark brown skin and long braided hair. He's a handsome black stud with sharp features, light bronze eyes and a goatee. Luke Tyson is six feet six inches tall, lean and muscular, with caramel-colored skin and a shaved head. Yeah, these guys are my pals. There aren't that many black students at Central Virginia University so we tend to stick together. That particular night, we were hanging out in the town of Blacksburg, Virginia. I've been invited by my buddies to check out a certain place. Well, truth be told I was curious so I thought it would be okay. I mean, what do you say when your best friends invite you to an orgy featuring sexually adventurous big beautiful women? Yeah, that's what I thought.

Anyhow, we went to meet these chicks at a club. Mike did the introductions. He introduced me to Louisa Shay, a five-foot-ten, black-haired, golden-eyed and brown-skinned sistah with a pretty face, large breasts, thick body, wide hips and plump ass. Definitely my type. The other women were okay too. Let's see. There was Rebecca Stone, a five-foot-nine, brown-skinned, green-eyed biracial femme. She was pleasantly plump, with big breasts, wide hips and a plump ass. And pretty in the face too. Last but not least was Ebony Knox. A six-foot-tall, thick and sexy, plain-faced, big-breasted, wide-hipped and big-bottomed black female with skin of the purest black. A thick African-American mama. My kind of female! You should have seen the size of her ass. A thick and plump bubble butt. With skin as black as midnight. Even though her face wasn't that pretty, she had an almost otherworldly sensuality. I took one look at her and decided to have her for myself. I really like big women. I don't know why. And I'm not the only black male who feels this way. Must be something genetic about us. Anyhow, I really like the big females and I particularly like dark-skinned large women. They're my favorite people. I don't know why. Like I said, there's a primal sensuality about them that makes my cock harder than tempered steel. And I had to have myself a taste of this big beautiful black woman's special goodies. I can't help myself.

We met and chatted for a while. It turns out we had a lot in common with these women. Ebony Knox attend Virginia Tech and she was a member of the Women's Basketball team. She and her friends were lonely black females on college campuses where sexy and masculine black men were scarce. Well, they were in luck. I pressed Ebony for information. I wanted to know more about her. Well, she was very much into me too. We had a lot in common. The ladies escorted my fellow sportsmen and myself to their dorm back at Virginia Tech and once there, we had ourselves some wicked good times. 

We got to the dorm, and that's when the fun began. We were drinking some beer and trading stories about black collegiate life. Ebony was all over me. Mike had his hands full with Louisa and Luke was making out with Rebecca. All of us were having a good time. Ebony was kissing me and feeling me up. My masculine black body was responding to her touch mightily. And she knew it. We got the ball rolling, so to speak. We undressed, and admired each other's sexies bodies. Like me she was tall, big, black and beautiful. I found myself hardening at the sight of her. We kissed again, and went to the couch to do our thing. 

Ebony and I kissed, and I began licking her neck before going down to her breasts. I suckled on them and she moaned as I licked the areolas. I put her on her back and spread her fleshy thighs. I saw her hairy black pussy. I went for a licking. Spreading her pussy lips, I began probing her with my tongue and fingers. She grasped my head gently and urged me to continue. Around the dorm, the others were doing their thing as well. Mike sat on a chair, and Louisa knelt before him. The big beautiful sistah looked glorious naked and her plump ass was something else. She took Mike's erect cock in hand and began sucking on it. Luke and Rebecca were even more advanced than all of us put together. Currently, the tall black stud had the lovely black plumper on all fours. He put his hands upon her hips and thrust his cock into her tight pussy from behind.

Focusing on the task at hand, I began licking Ebony's pussy like oral sex was going out of style. I licked and probed her, and enjoyed the delighted sounds she made. I've always enjoyed eating pussy. It's one of my favorite things to do. It didn't take me long to get Ebony to cum. When she did, she squealed in delight. It was music to my ears. After she calmed down from riding the orgasmic wave, I told her to show a brother some love. She was totally down with that and got on her knees before taking my big black cock in her mouth. Once she got started, she blew me away ( pun intended ) with her oral skills. I mean, the woman sucked my cock and licked my hairy balls like oral sex was going out of style. She worked me up until I came, then drank my masculine seed. I screamed in pleasure.

Across the room, our friends were having some raunchy fun. The big beautiful black woman known as Louisa was on all fours, her plump black butt cheeks spread wide open. Drilling his long and thick black cock into her asshole was Mike. He was smiling from ear to ear as he rammed his cock into Louisa's asshole. She was screaming in delight as her tight ass got filled with cock. Luke and Rebecca were doing their thing as well. Luke lay flat on the carpeted floor, his big black cock sticking in the air. Rebecca lowered herself onto him, until his big black cock was buried deep into her buns. She impaled herself anally. Good woman! I guess the sexy plump black femme liked anal sex too!

Not to be left out, Ebony and I decided to join in on the fun. Fortunately, she was no stranger to booty fucking. Hell, she described herself as an anal sex enthusiast. Damn, that's my kind of female. She got on all fours and spread her spectacularly plump, jet-black and shiny black butt cheeks for some raunchy anal fun. I rubbed my hand on my twelve inches of hard black dick and pressed the head of my dick against her asshole. With a swift thrust, I went in. Ebony didn't scream when my cock went into her asshole. That's saying a lot, considering the awesome power of my twelve-inch rod. 

I placed my hands on her hips and thrust into her. Man, I was amazed at how warm and tight her asshole felt. I began fucking her harder and faster. She backed up her fat ass, grinding it against my groin. I fucked her good, sliding my long and thick black cock into her tight anal cavity. I read somewhere that the bigger the woman, the tighter her asshole. This proved true with Ebony. She had the tightest yet most supple and wonderfully expansive asshole I've ever fucked. I've fucked enough assholes, both male and female, to tell the difference. I let her have it, plowing into the forbidden depths of her tight asshole like anal sex was going out of style. She screamed and begged me for more. Heartened, I thrust even deeper into her. A big beautiful woman who loves anal sex is a rare delicacy in today's sexually adventurous universe. A big beautiful black woman who loves anal is an even greater rarity. I savored the experience, fucking her with all my might and delighting in every moment of it. We went at it like this for some time then I came. Our screams of passion joined those of our friends and filled the women's dorm room. Needless to say, a good time was had by all.

I spent the night on a blanket thrown on the floor, lying in Ebony's arms. My buddies Luke and Mike were happily sleeping with their ladies, Rebecca and Louisa by their sides. This was a good day. I was the first who woke up, to find breakfast served, courtesy of Ebony. There she was. The tall, thick and sexy black female. She wore a black bra and panties and moved about the dorm freely, looking so damn fine. I winked at her. She smiled at me, then kissed a walking but still sleepy Louisa on the mouth. I stared, shocked. Ebony shrugged, and told me that she was bisexual. She hoped I didn't mind. I smiled, and told her that I was the same way. She and Louisa traded a surprised look, then smiled. I walked up to Ebony and kissed her on the mouth. Then, I sat at the table and ate the bacon and eggs she served me. This had the beginning of a very good day.

Later, my fellow sportsmen woke up. We ate breakfast, then parted from the company of these lovely, sexually adventurous ladies. We got back on the Hummer, and Mike drove us back to our campus. Man, those Virginia Tech women were something else. Especially Ebony. My teammates were raving endlessly about last night's adventures. I don't know why they had to tell me. After all, I was there! Anyway, I didn't really listen. I was thinking about Ebony. She was black, gorgeous, thick, college-educated and bisexual. Just like me. I wanted to see her again. I don't know why but there's potential for something there. Potential for what, I don't know. But I was going to find out.



Bisexual Black Man in The Hood



Marcia Brown comes home from work. She's been working all day at the Cheesecake Factory and now she wants some rest and maybe a bit of excitement. She almost got fired today for getting into a long argument with Sarah, the skinny white woman who runs the place where she works. Marcia is a loudmouth who often snaps at customers when she gets stressed out. Also, she tends to get a lot of attention wherever she goes. To call her a five-foot-ten, thick and curvy woman with jet-black skin and a large behind would have been a fairly accurate description. Marcia Brown is a chunky girl, always had been and always will be. She's also one of the most arrogant bitches in the hood, which is full of them. 

Marcia comes home and sees her man, Maurice Henderson watching television. He's a big and tall black man who usually carries himself like a stud. Standing six feet two inches tall and weighing two hundred and thirty pounds. A former high school football player who became a cab driver in his later years. Marcia sees Maurice stroking himself and amazingly, his attention is too riveted on the screen to see her. He is watching something on the tube. Something which captivates him so much that he doesn't notice Marcia standing in the dark.

Marcia watches, and her eyes grow wide. On the screen, there's a tall and ugly black woman having sex with a skinny white man. Marcia takes a closer look and notices that what she thought was a black woman is actually a transvestite, and an ugly one too. The transvestite bends the white guy over and shoves a big black dick up his ass. Maurice watches this and strokes himself. Marcia raises her eyebrows. Who knew Maurice liked that kind of stuff? this just goes to show that you can never really know someone one hundred percent.

The black transvestite continues to fuck the white man. The dude appeared to be enjoying himself as the transvestite rammed her cock up his ass. They changed positions and the transvestite bent over and spread her ass cheeks while the white dude rammed his cock up her ass. The black transvestite stroked her thick black cock as the guy slammed it into her. Maurice watched this and it wasn't long before he came. When he did, he cried out in pleasure. Marcia watched, finding herself excited in spite of the strangeness. Maurice did something she had never seen him do before. He drank his own cum and then pulled something out of his ass. Apparently, while he had been masturbating and watching the movie, he had a slim blue cylinder buried in his ass.

Maurice pulled the dildo out of his ass and got up, turned the TV off and left. He went to the bathroom. He never noticed Marcia for she kept to the shadows. Marcia remained hidden while Maurice used the bathroom. She went back to the living room and opened the door. Let Maurice think that she had just come home. Marcia dropped a book on purpose so that Maurice would hear the noise. Surely enough, he did. He came out of the bathroom looking normal and composed. He said hey to her and then went to the TV. He took out the nondescript tape and went back to the basement. Marcia watched him, careful to keep her face neutral.

Marcia went to the bedroom and undressed. Although she had been living with Maurice for about a year, he was definitely not what she thought. Her mind raced with questions. Was he bisexual? Was he having sex with men on the side? Did he sleep with transsexuals behind her back? Marcia sighed. She didn't know him as well as she thought. She had read a lot about bisexual black males. The topic of black men who led straight lives yet were secretly gay or bisexual was discussed everywhere from the Jerry Springer Show to the Oprah Winfrey Show. Black women everywhere were keeping a closer eye on their men. This made a lot of men angry and frustrated. Marcia thought about this. There was no way that Maurice didn't enjoy doing it with her. He liked the pussy way too much. She could tell.

Later that night, Marcia and Maurice lay in bed together. He wasn't asleep and neither was she. They talked about their day. Marcia stared at him. He still looked like the same man she had feelings for. There was no way in hell that this man was gay or bisexual. Maybe he was just curious. Should she confront him about the tape? She thought about it. Nah, he might just get angry and leave her. Maurice was a quiet and reserved man most of the time but he didn't like to be provoked. Marcia didn't want to lose her man to a transsexual or a sissy. She also didn't want him to get all defensive and shit. What's a girl to do? Sex him down, of course!

Marcia thought of an ingenious idea. Yeah, it would work perfectly if she could get him to go along with it. She asked him if he was in the mood. Maurice grinned. He was always in the mood. He pulled her in his arms and kissed her. He kissed her breasts, licking them just the way she liked. He kissed her sexy and plump body. Then, he made his way down to her pelvis and began eating her pussy. Marcia lay there, gasping and moaning while Maurice pleasured her. She felt his thick finger slip into her asshole. That was unexpected. Maurice began exploring her dark hole with his finger. Probing her. He continued to eat her out and probe her asshole with his finger until she came. 

Later, Marcia returned the favor by sucking on his thick uncircumcised dick like a frigging lollipop. Maurice groaned in pleasure as Marcia sucked on his cock and balls. When he came, she drank his seed. He put on a condom and thrust his cock into her pussy. He flipped her on her back and his strong arms held her thick but sexy legs in the air as he rammed his cock into her pussy. Marcia rubbed her large breasts together as he fucked her. They went at it like this for some time, then he came and pulled out of her. Marcia smiled at him. Maurice smirked and nodded, then went to sleep. Marcia smiled with satisfaction. Her man still knew how to work it in bed. No way a man like that should waste his time chasing sissies and transvestites while there was a willing woman next to him. No way. She'd find a way to keep him.

The next day, Marcia went to the adult video store and bought a special toy. The following night, after they had sex she asked Maurice if he was willing to try it with her. He got mad when he saw that she had bought a strap on dildo and told her that he wasn't a faggot. He was a strong black man and not a sissy. He didn't take it up the ass. Marcia looked at him. She felt like telling him that she'd seen him shoving a dildo up his own ass when he thought he was home alone. Nah, that just wouldn't be right. She didn't want to mess him up like that. There had to be a way to get him to try it. The way she figures it, if he liked having something up his ass, she'd rather he do it at home than outside with some transvestites or some sissies.

Marcia decided to try some bargaining. Booty bargaining that is. She offered him a deal. She'd let him fuck her in the ass any time he wanted if and only if he was willing to try the strap on dildo once. Maurice laughed. He had always wanted to fuck Marcia in the ass but she had always refused him. Now, she was willing. He told her that he wasn't making any promises, but was always open-minded. Marcia smiled. She could live with that. She got on all fours and spread her butt cheeks wide open. Maurice's eyes went wide and his cock hardened visibly. He positioned himself behind her and pressed his cock against her tight little asshole. He grabbed her ample hips, and pushed.

Marcia gasped when she felt Maurice's thick cock slide into her asshole. Desperately, she tried to flee. Maurice's firm hands held her into place and he began thrusting deep into her. Marcia's eyes bulged. Maurice had a huge dick and it felt impossibly large in her ass. She had only been fucked in the ass once and that was on a drunken night at a dyke bar. Marcia had lost a bet to a large black dyke named Deanna and the bitch had used a dildo to sodomize her in the bathroom. It was the single most humiliating experience in Marcia's life. Maurice's dick was a lot bigger and wider than Deanna's dildo. A lot bigger. He continued to pump his cock into her butt hole, shoving deep where the sun didn't shine. Half an hour later he came, sending hot cum deep inside her ass. Marcia screamed as Maurice's hot seed flooded her asshole. Maurice roared victoriously like a lion and pulled out of her.

Later, Maurice and Marcia lay in bed. Marcia winced, her butt still hurt from the serious pounding it had received from Maurice's dick. Maurice was lying there, looking very relaxed. He was talking about how much he had always wanted to fuck her in the ass and acting so smug about it. Marcia grimaced in displeasure. Whether he was straight or bisexual, he was still a jerk after sex. He was still the man she loved. He went to sleep. Marcia looked at him as he slept. He looked so handsome. And so vulnerable. The next morning, both of them went to work.

After that night, Maurice was becoming seriously addicted to anal sex and although Marcia liked it, it was beginning to tax her. He took her in many different positions. Once, she was cooking food in the kitchen in her underwear. Maurice asked her if she was down for what he had in mind. Marcia nodded. He snuck up behind her, grabbed her and rubbed cooking oil against her asshole before shoving his big dick inside her. He bent her over the counter and fucked her in the ass. He fucked her like this until he came, then he went to work after giving her a kiss. Another time, he visited her at the Factory and fucked her in the ladies room. He was naughty and she was glad to accommodate him. As long as he was fucking her, he wasn't out there messing around with sissies and punks. Still, her butt hurt. Marcia was beginning to think that Maurice should get a taste of his own medicine.

One night, they had quite bit of wine while in bed and Marcia asked him to try something kinky. For whatever the reason, Maurice was down for whatever. Marcia smiled wickedly. Maurice lay there, looking all satisfied and a bit dazed by the wine. Marcia moved him so that he lay on his back. She went to the closet and got some strong sheets to bind his legs and hands with. He lay there, almost half asleep. Marcia grabbed the dildo and the lube, greased up his asshole. The large black woman moved into position between the big black man's legs. She pressed the dildo against his ass, after spreading his butt cheeks. She pushed. Maurice's eyes snapped open when he felt the dildo up his ass. He looked at Marcia. Marcia smiled. Maurice gasped, protested. She froze. 

Maurice looked angry and scared. Marcia looked at him. She wanted to fuck him, not violate him. So she pulled out of him. He asked her what in hell she was doing. That's when Marcia told him. She told him that she knew he was secretly bisexual and craved being with transsexuals and gay men. She didn't want to lose him to another man or to the AIDs virus which affected so many gay and bisexual men. For this reason, she wanted to give him what she thought he wanted. That's why she let him fuck her in the ass whenever he liked. That's why she bought the dildo. Only to please him.

Maurice glared at her, surprised and angry. Marcia untied his hands and feet. She realized that she had done something wrong. Even though she knew he liked being anally penetrated, she shouldn't have taken him without his permission. What she did was wrong. If he was mad at her, as he had every right to be, she would face whatever punishment he saw fit to give her. If he felt like tossing her out of the house, she would understand. Maurice looked at her. He sat up on the bed. He gave her a stern sermon about doing things to him against his will. He also told her that while he was bisexual, he wasn't about to leave his woman for another man, nor had he been cheating on her with anyone. Marcia nodded, and apologized. Maurice looked at her and smiled. He told her to resume what she was doing.

Marcia looked at him. She couldn't believe her luck! Smiling, she embraced and kissed him. Maurice embraced her. She raised his legs in the air and spread his cheeks wide open. Pressed the dildo against his ass. Then, she pushed it inside him. Maurice stroked his own cock while Marcia thrust into him. The strap on dildo went into his ass. Swiftly and quickly, as he dictated to her. They went at it like this for some time, then he came. Marcia pulled the dildo out of her man's asshole and took his cock into her mouth. She sucked all the cum out of him, and then some. 

Later, they lay in bed, talking. Marcia had a lot of questions. So did Maurice. He told her about his bisexuality, and his past affairs with men which he ended when he met her. He told her that his bisexual desires weren't going away. Marcia was understanding. She told him that she would do anything to make him happy. If he needed a dick, she had her strap on. If he needed a hole, she had a willing pussy and asshole at his disposal. Maurice laughed. Marcia kissed him. He rolled on top of her and entered her. Marcia gasped when she felt his cock enter her ass. Smiling, she put her arms around him. Roughly yet tenderly, they began to make love.



Bisexual Black Man Rules Brockton



The name is Michael Le Roc. I'm a six-foot-tall, good-looking young black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm absolutely addicted to anal sex. There, I said it. This is my story of going about town satisfying my masculine urges any which way I can. I'm on vacation from the University of Massachusetts at Amherst. I just completed my junior year in the Criminal Justice Program. After months in a very white town, I was happy to be back in the city of Brockton. One of Massachusetts biggest cities, where blacks, Asians and Hispanics now outnumber white people. In Brockton, a city with a hundred thousand people, the so-called racial minorities have become the super majority. How about that?

My first stop was the South Side of Brockton, also known as Cape Verdean Central. I hooked up with this chick named Joanna Pyres. A light-brown, short-haired, kind of heavyset, busty and big-bottomed Cape Verdean chick I used to know at Brockton Community High School a few years back. The Joanna I remembered was a total sex freak. Folks, chicks are more horny than guys. It's the best kept secret in the world. Get used to it. I stopped by Joanna's house bearing gifts. Some Chinese food, and of course some cash in a neatly folded greeting card. About forty bucks. I knew this sister had fallen on hard times. She works two jobs to pay for her apartment. I was down with being generous. My job as an armed security guard in Boston pays alright. Joanna liked my generosity. And she made it worth my while.

Yeah, there I was sitting on Joanna's couch. The big-booty sister knelt before me and sucked on my long and thick, uncircumcised black dick. Yeah, just like I remembered. Joanna was still one of the best cock suckers in town. She sucked me good and got me mad hard real fast. Afterwards, I spread her plump thighs and gave her pussy a good licking. What I really wanted was a piece of ass and Joanna is one of those females who always wants it. She just doesn't know how to say no. So I put her on all fours, spread her plump ass cheeks wide open and began licking her asshole. I fingered her and then lubricated her asshole with the hand lotion she handed me. I also applied lube all over my dick. I'm ready to get inside, folks.

I pressed my cock against Joanna's asshole, and slowly worked it inside. Now, Joanna was no stranger to anal sex but I was a gentleman. I only fuck chicks asses roughly if they ask me to. Slowly but surely, I worked most of my dick into her asshole. Joanna Pyres took it like a champ. Hardly a scream from her. Folks, I tapped that ass. While thrusting my dick deep into Joanna's asshole, I smacked her big brown ass. I loved watching big women's butts jiggle while I smack them. Guys, you've got to try it. There's nothing quite like it in the world. I pounded Joanna's ass and fucked her hard. We both came who knows how many times. I lost count of how many times I busted my nut. It's all good, though. Joanna was a good lay. You can always count on Cape Verdean chicks to have the juiciest of asses. Word up. Everybody in Brockton knows that.

An hour later, I left Joanna Pyres apartment. I was still horny, though. So I went to visit my buddy Jose Sanchez. He's a stocky and hairy Mexican mechanic who looks tough until you get him into bed. Seriously. Jose is married to a plump Asian chick named Amelia Chang. She's a car saleswoman at a dealership near Bridgewater. I used to chill with both of them back in the day. Incidentally, I slept with both of them. Separately, of course. When I dropped by, they greeted me with open arms. We had a few drinks while talking about the old days. Both Jose and I played football for Brockton Community High School back in the day. I went on to play for UMass-Amherst while he played for Stonehill College. He got cut from their team a year ago and now attends Massasoit Community College. An okay school, but they don't have a football team. Poor Jose. Hey, you do what you got to do, you know? 

Alcohol has a way of making people really horny, folks. And my friends and I were no exceptions. Before I knew it, I was sucking on Amelia's big tits, causing the big Asian woman to squeal in delight while her husband Jose sucked on my dick. I hadn't come prepared for a threesome, but I'm not one to walk away from sexual opportunity of any kind. I'm always down for some fun. Ask anybody who knows me in the city of Brockton. And that's damn near everybody. Yeah, I was getting my freak on. And absolutely loving it. Amelia sucked my dick and licked my balls like oral sex was going out of style. Asian women are so sensually adventurous. Yet they're outwardly so classy. I love that about them. Jose had definitely chosen well in marrying Amelia Chang. A pretty-faced Asian broad with a deliciously curvy body, big tits, wide hips and a really big, round ass. Yeah, she was my kind of woman. Want to know what makes her even cooler? She's totally into bisexual men. She knew I was bisexual when we did our thing back in the day and it didn't bother her. Is she cool or what?

The three of us got down and dirty. I put Jose on all fours and shoved my dick up his ass while he buried his face between his wife's plump thighs, licking the hell out of her pussy. I think Jose simply loves oral sex. He doesn't care whether he's going down on a man or a woman. That's okay in my book. I go down on guys and females but I prefer doing it to men because I sometimes think the women are faking it. Men never fake it. And that's one of the things I like the most about them. Amelia winked at me while I slammed my dick into her husband's ass. She asked me to do her next. Moments later, I pulled out of Jose and told her to get down.

I'm a young man blessed with great reserves of stamina. I didn't need long in order to recover. So I made Amelia assume the position. She got on all fours. Face down and ass up. I lubricated my pole and her ass, then entered her. This was the third ass I was fucking that day. Jose watched me while I fucked his wife. Holding her by those wide hips of hers, I thrust my cock deep into her ass. Amelia Chang is that rare woman who loves anal sex more than the average gay man does. Jose was such a lucky bastard to end up with her. I plunged my dick as deep as I could into her ass and she squealed in delight, begging for more. Folks, I gave her the whole enchilada. Several times. Afterwards, we lay exhausted in the family living room. Sated at last.

Folks, I'm glad to be back in the city of Brockton. Living in the dorms at UMass-Amherst was a lot of fun but it's good to be back to the city of champions. A place teeming with beautiful Haitian, Jamaican, African-American, Asian, Cape Verdean and Hispanic women. What can I say? I like ladies of all hues. As long as they're down. The summer of 2009 is going to be a lot of fun!



Bisexual Black Man's Lady



Hey, there. My name is Nicole Calixte. I'm a six-foot-one, curvy and big-bottomed young black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Hannibal College in Brockton, a historically black private school named after General Hannibal Barca of the Carthaginian Empire, the legendary enemy of ancient Rome. Life is okay these days. I'm in my junior year. Next year, I will graduate with a bachelor's degree in criminal justice. My next stop will be the police academy. I want to be a cop. My life is cool except for one glitch. My boyfriend Anton Vieux is bisexual. And I'm not sure I can handle it.

It's funny how most people can look at you and get your life wrong. Because I was born to a wealthy Haitian-American family, most people who meet me think I'm a stuck-up Black American Princess. My father, Nicolas Calixte is a lawyer and my mother, Elisabeth Jameson Calixte is a television writer and producer who travels a lot. She's worked on television shows ranging from Law & Order to The Game and Smallville. We do alright for ourselves.  My brother Jonathan is a cadet at The Citadel, one of America's top military colleges. Yeah, most people think my life is perfect.

My friends and family were stunned when I chose to attend Hannibal College instead of Boston University, my parents alma mater. I've gone to white schools all my life. I wanted to be around my own people. Other talented African-American students and professors. That's why Hannibal College appealed to me. I just wish more black students joined our ranks. Hannibal College is a really nice school and all, but lately the sons and daughters of the black middle and upper classes have opted for the big white schools like Boston College and Northeastern University instead. I chose it because I liked its history. Founded in 1948, Hannibal College is dedicated to the education of the African-American student. 

These days, it has eighteen thousand students and a six-hundred-person faculty. The school's student body is fifty five percent African-American, twenty eight percent Hispanic, ten percent Asian and seven percent Caucasian. While academically rigorous, Hannibal College is also known for its athleticism. The school's athletic department sponsors men's varsity Baseball, Basketball, Cross Country, Soccer, Swimming, Tennis, Golf, Volleyball, Football and Track & Field along with women's varsity Softball, Basketball, Cross Country, Cycling, Soccer, Swimming, Tennis, Golf, Field Hockey, Equestrian, Track & Field and Volleyball. We compete in the NCAA Division Two.

I'm Captain of the all-new women's Field Hockey team. I've always loved field hockey, even though it's a mostly white sport. I played it in high school and I intended to play in college. Through my teammate and best friend Juanita, a tall, dark-skinned Haitian-American gal, I met the handsome Anton Vieux. A six-foot-three, broad-shouldered and muscular black stud who took my breath away. He was all that and a bag of chips, folks. A very handsome guy that all the chicks on campus seemed to want. Black, white, Hispanic or Asian. All the chicks wanted him. He and Juanita were second cousins. She told me all about him. Anton used to attend Roxbury Latin Academy, an all-male private school. He was a very smart, funny and friendly guy. When most people meet him, they think he's a football player or a basketball player. As it turns out, he plays Golf. He's the only black guy on the men's golf team and one of the best golfers the school had ever seen. I think we might have another Tiger Woods on our hands.

As you can imagine, I wanted to get to know this brother. And so I did. Juanita introduced us. Anton took one look at me and he was smitten. It's not his fault. I'm just plain gorgeous. Not bragging, just being honest. I've got face, chest, body and booty. Being tall, athletic and curvy, I'm built like one of the Williams Sisters, but with the kind of booty Queen Latifah would envy. Needless to say, the brothers are always gawking when they see me. Anton and I started hanging out and the rest, as they say, was history. We became the golden couple on campus. Two star athletes who represented the black student population in traditionally white-dominated sports. I led the Hannibal College women's field hockey team to many victories over teams filled with white chicks from all over New England. And Anton was doing the same thing with the men's golf team. We were both stellar academics too. Yeah, in many ways we seemed like the perfect couple.

All seemed right with the world. Anton was sweet, funny and a great guy. Also, he had a banging body and knew how to use it. Let's just say the brother knows how to lay pipe, folks. I remember some of the wild times we had in my dorm. Anton awakened in me passion I didn't know I had, folks. I used to swear I wasn't the type of sister to suck a brother's dick but Anton changed that. I mean, with him I felt like I could let go of my inhibitions and do just about anything. I would lay him on my bed and suck his long and thick, uncircumcised black cock like cock sucking was going out of style. I sucked his dick and licked his balls until he came, then I drained him with my mouth. I loved the taste of his cum. No two men taste alike. Anton tasted better than any man I'd ever been with.

My man didn't just know how to receive. He was a real giver, too. He would spread my legs and breathe in the scent of my pussy, inhaling it like sweet perfume. Then he would lick and probe my pussy like his life depended on it. He had a lot of skills, too. He knew how to make my toes curl. The dude turned me from sexually naïve to a real sex freak and a screamer. What can I say? Anton rocked my world. For him, I would do anything. Hell, I even gave anal sex a shot. And it used to be on my list of things not to do. One afternoon, I got on all fours before Anton, face down and ass up. I offered him my ass. He was surprised, but took me up on my offer. Anton lubricated my ass with some lotion and pushed his cock into my asshole. Slowly, he worked his dick into my ass. I'm not going to lie and say it didn't hurt. However, it did feel kind of good. Much better than I thought it would, in fact. I found myself liking anal sex. Pretty soon, I was taking it up the butt regularly. I liked having Anton's dick in my ass. It felt kind of good. And I didn't feel abased while we were doing it. I was making love with the man I loved. What could be wrong with that?

Yeah, life was good for Anton and I. Until the day he dropped a bomb on me. He told me he was bisexual. Did I mention it was on my birthday that he shared this revelation? Yeah. We were at a nice, quiet little restaurant on Brockton's West Side. Just two lovebirds celebrating. That's when he dropped this bomb on me. Excellent timing!  I basically assailed him with questions. Was he serious? Had he been with a man before? Was he planning on leaving me? He answered no to all of the above except for the question about him being serious. He said he'd never been with a man, but had felt attracted to both sexes his whole life. His religious convictions prevented him from acting out on his forbidden feelings. I thanked him for his honesty, then I left. Anton remained seated, looking very sad. I'm not one to cause a scene in public but I had to think about this.

That night, I lay in my bed, tossing and turning. How could this be? My Anton was bisexual? How? I've made love with that man hundreds of times. If he weren't a college student-athlete, he could have been a porn star. He knows how to rock a woman's body. Hell, he left me breathless sometimes. His lovemaking was beyond intense and his bedroom skills were second to none. Outside of the bedroom, he was the perfect gentleman. Well-mannered, kind, friendly and affectionate. He was very attentive to my needs. Emotionally, physically and sexually. He was always there for me in times both good and bad. The perfect boyfriend. How could he be bisexual? What could I do to make him mine completely? Why did he feel drawn to men? Wasn't I enough? I'm damn good in bed. I do it all. Oral. Vaginal. Anal. Doggy style. Role playing. You name it, I do it. None of the men I've been with have had anything to complain about. Why wasn't I enough for Anton?

I thought about all the moments Anton and I shared together. I still loved him. And I knew he loved me. Maybe we can work things out. Maybe him being bisexual doesn't have to be the end of us. I mean, after all, he was honest with me. If he hadn't told me, I never would have known. My Anton simply looked too manly and too tough for me to ever imagine him being with another man. So I decided to give him another chance. I called him, and told him I've had some time to think. I thanked him for his honesty, and apologized for running out of the restaurant. He was cool about everything, and told me he'd abide by whatever I decided. I liked hearing that, but the way I see it, it takes two to tango. This was about us, not about me. So I went to the student center to see Anton. And I saw him there, looking fantastic. My man. The guy who made me the envy of all the sisters at Hannibal College. He held his hand out to me, and I took it without hesitation. Together, we strode through the campus, and talked. I think we can get through this. We'll work things out. We have to. I'm not giving up on Anton, even though we've got major issues to overcome. He's my other half. 



Bisexual Black Man's Paradise



The name is T.J. Brown. I'm an engineer working at Walpole, the toughest correctional facility in the state of Massachusetts. My days are spent reading books, exercising and occasionally tussling with other workers. The facility is undergoing some expansion and I'm the lead engineer on this gig, working closely with the architect. Such is my life these days. I get paid lots of money to do a job I don't like with people who don't like me. I hate every second of it. It wasn't always like that, though. Once, I led a very different kind of life. Once, I had vision of a bright future and a fun-filled present. Yeah, I still remember it all too well.

Back in 2003, I was a student at the prestigious Woburn Institute of Technology in Woburn, Massachusetts. I had recently graduated from Hyde Park High School in Boston and Woburn Tech was offering me a full student-athlete scholarship. I was so happy I could have cried when I got the letter in the mail. I rushed to show my father, Edmond Brown. Dad was very happy for me. He works as a police officer in Dorchester and always wanted me to have a better life than he did. He accomplished a lot in his time. He was the first black man appointed Chief of Police in Bean Town. However, he felt that I could do much better. He always supported me in all my endeavors. We went to visit Woburn Tech during Orientation day.

Man, the place looked nice. Woburn was a really nice town. You needed money to buy property there. Woburn Tech was a really nice school. One of the top private technical schools in the state. It had very strong programs in computer science, engineering and various other technical fields. Woburn Tech had recently gone through a period of expansion. The school had eleven thousand students, most of whom were commuters. There were seventeen dorm buildings, each capable of housing about three hundred students or so. Demographically, the campus was promising. Fifty eight percent of the student body was male, and forty two percent were female. A whopping thirty two percent of the student body was of African-American descent, with twelve percent of the student population being Hispanic and twenty percent being Asian. Thirty six percent of the student body was Caucasian. This was considered to be the most diverse technical school in the country. I liked it on sight!

My father and I were given a tour of the various buildings on campus. We visited the Department of Athletics and the nearby Athletic Complex. Everything looked pretty cool. State of the art, in fact. From the Basketball courts to the Tennis courts, the Track course, the Football stadium and the Baseball diamond. Academics were important at Woburn Tech, but athleticism was not considered a distant second. The city of Woburn was proud of the school's various sports teams. The Woburn Institute of Technology Department of Athletics sponsors Men's Intercollegiate Baseball, Basketball, Bowling, Cross Country, Fencing, Football, Gymnastics, Ice Hockey, Lacrosse, Soccer, Swimming, Tennis, Wrestling, Volleyball and Water Polo along with Women's Intercollegiate Softball, Basketball, Bowling, Cross Country, Fencing, Field Hockey, Gymnastics, Ice Hockey, Lacrosse, Soccer, Swimming, Tennis, Wrestling, Volleyball and Water Polo.

The Woburn Institute of Technology was a century-old academic institution which had recently been accepted into the NCAA Division One. For decades, Woburn Tech was a member of the NCAA Division Two. After a massive fundraiser, various upgrades and much expansion, it had risen to the top. I joined the Baseball team. I've always been a good hitter. It was pretty cool to play Division One Baseball. When August of 2003 came, I got settled in the men's dorms. I quickly adjusted to my new life. Life at Woburn Tech was alright. I enrolled in the undergraduate civil engineering program. I wanted to have my own company someday. 

My father was proud of me. He often came by to visit. He wouldn't stop going on and on about his son, the future engineer, or so his pals from the precinct told me. I quickly proved myself to be a dominant player on the Baseball team. The other guys were pretty decent athletes from high schools around the country. We took on schools like Boston College, Alabama University and Harvard University. We soon proved ourselves to be a dominant power in the NCAA Division One Baseball world. In a league full of outstanding teams, we made our mark and our name inspired fear in the hearts and minds of our opponents. Yeah, I was having the time of my life.

I was doing alright in all of my classes. And my social life was going pretty good too. Back at Hyde Park High School, I was the shy guy who only went to class and played Baseball. At Woburn Tech, I became a player. Both on and off the field. I was intent on making up for lost time. It was easy. I attracted lots of people. As a six-foot-two, 220-pound black stud, I practically had to fight amorous people off. There was this plump, busty and big-bottomed Dominican chick named Wendy Chavez in one of my classes. She was always checking me out. I flirted with her sometimes. We even shared a few meals in the cafeteria. Man, this gal loved to eat! And she loved talking dirty. One day, she flat-out told me she wanted to suck my dick. I saw this as an opportunity and went back to her dormitory to consummate our midday lust. I did not regret it.

Wendy was a hungry young woman, in more ways than one. She just pushed me onto her bed, and undressed me. I had never seen a woman rush so much. I liked it. I dropped my shorts, and stroked my dick. Wendy gasped when she saw it. Yeah, I have a jaw-dropping dick. It's nine inches long and quite thick. Also, it's all natural. By that, I mean uncircumcised. In the Brown family, the men are all natural. We don't believe in genital mutilation of innocent men based on outdated religious or cultural practices. Wendy grabbed hold of my cock and began sucking on it greedily. I thrust my dick down her throat. She deep-throated me and also sucked on my balls. Hell, she even fingered my ass. Now, that's what I call a kinky slut! She continued to suck my cock and balls until I came. Man, I shot my cum all over her rather plain face. Wendy didn't seem to care. She greedily gobbled up every last drop of my cum. I was impressed!

After she got done licking me, I laid her on the bed and spread her plump thighs. I dipped one finger into her pussy and licked it. Not bad. Not all women taste the same down there. Some of them taste good, otherwise are downright foul. Lucky for me, Wendy's pussy smelled good and tasted delicious. I began fingering her, and she moaned, urging me on. Oh, yeah. She was getting excited. She told me to stick it in. I did. I thrust my nine inches of hard black dick into the plump Latina's tight pussy. Wendy squealed, and I began pounding into her. I fucked the hell out of that pussy. I can't tell you how many times I came or how loudly Wendy screamed but you can guess. I rocked her world. Afterwards, she and I became regular fuck buddies.

Wendy was a crazy slut who would do anything. Sometimes, we would go into her dorm in the middle of the day just to fuck. We tried all kinds of funky stuff together. One time, I fucked her in the ass. I'd never fucked a woman in the ass before I met Wendy. She turned me onto it. She just got on all fours one day and spread her plump ass cheeks wide open. When I asked her what she was doing, she just told me to fuck her in the ass and tossed me a can of lube. I only hesitated for a second. I took the lube and greased up both my dick and Wendy's asshole. Then, I pressed my cock against her asshole and pushed it inside. Man, Wendy's asshole felt so warm and tight that first time. I put my hands on the big woman's wide hips and pushed my cock inside. I began to fuck her slowly, letting my dick get used to the feeling of her tight ass. Wendy urged me to fuck her harder. I did. I grabbed her hair and fucked her in the ass. Her plump body shook under the force of my thrusts. I slammed my cock up her ass like anal sex was going out of style. She screamed in several different languages. I tapped that fat ass until I came, flooding Wendy's booty hole with my manly seed. Yeah!

Wendy and I had fun together. But she wasn't my only partner. I sometimes hooked up with my roommate Sergio Montello. He was a tall, good-looking Latino hunk. The star of the Men's Wrestling team. He had gone undefeated in the NCAA Division One Wrestling circuit last year. This sexy stud was going out with Eileen O'Shea, a hot white chick from the Women's Soccer team. I had no idea he was bisexual until he put the moves on me one night. I've always fancied him but since I didn't know he was into guys, I kept my feelings to myself. That night, Sergio and I hooked up.

We just got naked, and began doing it. Sergio liked to get right down to business. No kissing or foreplay. In many ways, he was like Wendy. Well, the rush to sex was where their similarities ended. Sergio was a six-foot-three, 230-pound Latino stud with a rock-hard body and a twelve-inch, uncut dick. Wendy was a five-foot-nine, 250-pound plump Latina with a sixty-inch booty. Oh, and both of them sucked my dick. Sergio was the superior cock sucker. He knew how to work my dick. In no time, he had me hard as steel. Then, he turned around, offering me his ass. I bent him over and slid my cock into his ass. I was amazed at how tight Sergio's ass was. The Latino stud was alright. I gripped his hips and pumped my cock into his ass. He screamed as I fucked him, bucking wildly and begging for more. I tapped that ass.

Afterwards, Sergio had a go with my ass. He took me roughly. He just bent me over and stuffed my ass full of his big Latin dick. I screamed as he fucked me. His cock felt impossibly huge in my ass. I simply couldn't get enough of it. He rammed his cock deep into my ass, making me sing like a bird. I stroked my hardened dick as Sergio pounded his cock into my asshole. Hot damn, he knew how to fuck. He drilled his cock into my asshole until he came, flooding my asshole with his cum. Afterwards, we both hit the showers. We also became fuck buddies. Nobody knew that the star of the Wrestling team and the Baseball stud were fuck buddies. No one could even suspect us. We were too good-looking, masculine and popular with women for anyone to suspect us of being gay or bisexual. We went on with our lives, hooking up with women, playing sports and also fucking each other's brains out.

My sex life was becoming very interesting. I had both male and female lovers. Wendy was by far my favorite. There was nothing she wouldn't do. Once, Wendy introduced me to one of her lady friends, a plump black chick named Sandra Odoms who fancied me. We had a steamy threesome in Wendy's dorm one night. Man, it was awesome. I sat on the bed, watching as two hot plump women, one Latin and one Black, stripped before me. Wendy and Sandra looked hot. They had plain faces, thick bodies, wide hips, thick legs, wide hips and big ghetto asses. Just the way I liked my women. They knelt before me and began sucking on my cock. It felt so damn good I couldn't stand it. After a few minutes I came, bathing Wendy and Sandra's faces with my manly cum. They licked me dry. Then, the fun began.

Sandra got on all fours and I took her from behind. I slid my cock into her pussy and began pumping into her. She squealed in delight. Meanwhile, Wendy sat nearby, smiling at us as she drilled her own pussy with a big strap-on dildo attached to a leather harness. I winked at her as I fucked Sandra. The big black woman was a real screamer. Her pussy was so tight, you would have thought she was a virgin until recently. Later, I would find out that she used to be a virgin until she came to Woburn Tech from Pine Manor College. How about that? I even had a go with her ass. I spread her plump brown butt cheeks and slid my cock into her asshole. With a swift thrust, I went inside. Sandra howled as I began to fuck her in the ass. At one point, she got so loud that I had to clamp my hand over her mouth. She could have woken up the entire dorm. Wendy laughed as Sandra screamed. I slammed my dick into Sandra's asshole, filling it with my cock. I've never fucked an ass this tight before. When I finally came, it was glorious. Sandra's piercing scream at the end could have woken up the dead.

Next, Wendy joined me for some fun. She had a naughty look on her face. She told me what she wanted to do to me. I was down with it. I had just fucked Sandra, so it would take me a few moments to regain my composure. In the meantime, Wendy offered to pleasure me in a most unusual way. First, she sucked my cock and licked my asshole, then ordered Sandra to do the same. Both of these plump beauties worked me over. Soon, I was hard again. That's when Wendy slid a finger into my asshole. Then another. She fingered me. I kind of liked it. When she deemed me ready, she slowly pushed her dildo into my ass. Wow! Talk about surprising!

Wendy gently bent me over, then pushed the dildo deeper into me. Meanwhile, Sandra sucked my cock. Man, I can't tell you how good it felt. Weird, but good. Wendy gripped my hips and fucked my ass with the dildo. I'll be the first to say that it kind of hurt, but also began to feel good after a while. I craved more and told her so. We had fun. So much that I came violently, squirting loads of hot cum into Sandra's mouth. The big black woman drank it all, obeying Wendy's strict instructions. Yeah, it was fun. Afterwards, Wendy regaled me with the sight of some steamy lesbian action between Sandra and herself. Wendy got on all fours and spread her ass while Sandra put on the strap-on dildo. She put her hands on Wendy's wide hips, then pushed the dildo into the big Latin woman's ass. I watched, stroking my cock. Watching two plump beauties fucking each other's brains out turned me on like you would not believe. Wendy squealed as Sandra fucked her, slamming the dildo deep into her asshole. Man, Wendy really loved anal sex. Both giving and receiving. Sandra fucked her until Wendy couldn't take it anymore and begged for mercy, countless orgasms later.

Then, the two of them licked each other's pussies like lesbian lick-downs were going out of style. That's hot!

I continued my sexual escapades with my fellow Woburn Tech students. Once, I had a steamy encounter with a rather unusual faculty member. There was one woman on the faculty whom everyone couldn't stop talking about. Professor Jasmine Saint Hill. A tall, lean and sexy, blonde-haired and blue-eyed lady with an athletic body, big boobs and a big ass. I wanted a piece of her, as did most men on campus and quite a few women. Yet she never got involved with anyone. One day, I ran into her at a Boston bar which catered to gays and bisexuals. I introduced myself. She was happy to meet me. I noticed that she was a lot more relaxed at the bar. Not like the uptight bitch we all knew from campus. We talked for hours. I learned a lot about her. Jasmine Saint Hill was a French expatriate living in America. She was also a very lively dame who seemed to be into me. After many drinks and much flirting, we ended up in a motel near the bar.

While we were making out, Jasmine asked me if I liked women who were odd or different. I thought of Wendy and Sandra. Yeah, I liked odd women. Hell, I told her I liked odd men too, thinking of Sergio. Jasmine told me she liked bisexual men. Especially bisexual black men. I was glad to hear that. I sat on the motel room bed while she undressed before me. As expected, she had a banging body that Olympic athletes would envy. Yet when she dropped her panties, I was in for a surprise. Jasmine had a dick! I gasped. She smiled, and told me to relax. I looked at her, and found myself turned on. I wanted to touch her dick. She let me. I stroked it. She stroked my cock and kissed me. We tumbled on the bed and thus began my weirdest sexual adventure to date.

I had heard of Chicks With Dicks. When I scoured the Internet for porn, I watched everything from Black Porn to Interracial, Bisexual Erotica and also Shemale Videos. I found chicks with dicks to be hot and sexy. Especially Jasmine Saint Hill. We rolled around on the bed and I was soon naked. I busied myself sucking on Jasmine's tits while stroking her cock. This sexy transsexual lady had a big dick. It was at least eight inches long, wonderfully thick and also uncircumcised, like me. I began sucking on it. Jasmine moaned as I sucked on her big cock and balls. I worked my magic until she came, squirting her hot shemale cum all over me. I liked it!

Next, Jasmine took me. She put me on all fours, spread my ass cheeks and shoved her cock into my asshole. I grunted as her dick invaded my ass. She wasn't as long as Sergio but she was thicker. Jasmine the sexy transsexual gripped my hips and slammed her dick into her asshole. I screamed and felt my cock harden. I love getting my ass filled with cock. Jasmine reached under me and stroked my cock while fucking me. She fucked me hard until she finally came, flooding my ass with her cum. I screamed in pleasure. We lay side by side on the bed. Jasmine told me that she had never fucked a black man in the ass before. I told her that I had never fucked a sexy transsexual before. She smiled, and told me that it was time I lost my final virginity. I had no idea what she meant, until she got on all fours and spread her ass cheeks wide open. Grinning, I quickly got behind her.

I pressed my dick against the sexy transsexual's asshole, and pushed it inside. I found myself amazed at how tight Jasmine's asshole was. She told me that she was usually a top. She rarely took it up the ass but I was such a hot stud that she had to try me. I grinned, and began drilling my cock into her booty hole. The sexy transsexual bucked wildly as I slammed my dick into her asshole. I reached under Jasmine's sexy body and caught her dick. I stroked her cock while fucking her. She screamed in pleasure as my cock filled her ass and told me to go harder and faster. I didn't need to be told twice. I fucked that ass like anal sex was about to become illegal. Jasmine squealed as I slammed her. I enjoyed every moment of it. In the end, I came, flooding her tight ass with my manly seed. We both shouted in sheer pleasure.

Afterwards, Jasmine and I hit the showers. She gave me her cell phone number. We became fuck buddies. Man, I was getting so much booty during my freshman year at Woburn Tech that I could have starred in my own porn DVD. I had two female lovers, one black and one Latin. I had a sexy Latin male as my own personal stud. And now, I had a sexy white transsexual to add to my harem. How about that? I was leading the kind of life that most men could only dream of. Playing America's favorite sport while attending a top notch school for free and also sexing up half the campus. I had it made!

Once, Sergio and I had a very steamy session on his bed. I was slamming my cock in and out of his tight ass when his girlfriend Eileen walked in on us. I gasped as we were both busted. Eileen stood before us, hands on her hips. I looked at her. She was a tall, skinny white woman with long red hair and pale green eyes. Pretty, but not my type. What did Sergio and I had to say for ourselves? Before either of us could say anything, Eileen smiled and told us that she'd love to join us. Sergio and I stared at each other, stunned. Eileen laughed, and said that she knew Sergio and I were fuck buddies. She didn't care. She just wanted to join in on the fun. What do you think our answer was?

I resumed pounding my cock into Sergio's ass. This time, though, Eileen sucked on Sergio's cock. Man, this was hot. Fucking a sexy Latino guy while his lusty white girlfriend sucked his dick. This was fun. I pounded Sergio's cock, making him scream my name. He ended up shooting his cum all over Eileen's face. She was a good sport and chugged it all down. Next, Sergio fucked me while I licked Eileen's pussy. The white chick's pussy tasted different from Wendy's, but she was sweet under my tongue. Sergio drilled his cock into my ass with a passion he had never displayed before. I liked it. I fingered and poked Eileen's snatch under her orgasmic screams filled the air, mingling with Sergio's manly grunts. He came inside me, then squeezed himself out. We tried something new, a few moments later.




Bisexual Black Man's Paradise



Eileen wanted to try double penetration. Sergio and I were down with that. Sergio lay on the floor and she climbed on top of him. Slowly, she lowered herself onto him until she impaled her pussy on his cock. 

I came up behind her. Gently, I spread her butt cheeks. I rubbed my cock against her asshole, then pushed it inside. With a swift thrust, I went inside. Eileen screamed as both Sergio's cock and mine began drilling her holes. We slammed into her with all the force and passion we could muster. Eileen was definitely a wild chick. She screamed loudly, urging us to fuck her harder. I fucked her sweet ass, loving the feel of it around my cock. Sergio tore into that pussy like vaginal sex was going out of style. We fucked her hard. Sergio sucked on her flopping tits as she bounced up and down on him. I gripped her hips and held her into place as I fucked her asshole, drilling my cock into its forbidden depths. Man, I had never fucked an ass like that. It was wonderfully warm and tight. Not too tight, and not too loose either. Just right. Sergio was a lucky bastard. His girlfriend was not only sexually adventurous but she also had the perfect ass. Those thoughts raced through my head as I came, sending my seed deep inside her.

She squealed as, moments later, Sergio came inside her as well. We remained locked like this, unmoving. Then, finally, we withdrew from her. 

The three of us lay on the bed, panting and laughing. Happy as clowns.

That day, Eileen joined our little sex club. I introduced the two of them to Wendy and Sandra, and also to professor Jasmine. Once, we all got together and got drunk. I'll let you guess what happened next. Yeah, I had fun during my college days. Eileen and Sergio had threesomes with me whenever the mood struck them and we remained good friends well into our senior year. I was the Best Man at their wedding, if you can believe that. Wendy and I remained fuck buddies. Later, our relationship evolved and we became a couple. Sandra married some guy from the football team after graduation. As for professor Jasmine, she became the chairperson of the Gay and Lesbian Studies Department at Woburn Tech. She has no shortage of male and female lovers. I eventually got my undergraduate degree in engineering, then stayed for my doctorate's, which I got quickly due to the accelerated track I entered. My father was proud of me. I told him that I was bisexual and introduced Wendy as my girlfriend. He was very accepting and proud of the man I had become. All is well that ends well. I've got no complaints. This is my life.



Bisexual Black Man's Soul Mate



The things I do for love will never cease to amaze me. Seriously. Right now, I've got my husband Stephen Vincent on all fours, face down and ass up. I'm kneeling behind him and spreading his ass cheeks with my hands as I thrust a seven-inch dildo up his butt. I can't believe I'm doing this. Dominating a six-foot-three, 250-pound Black man with my newly acquired special toys. Our Back Bay townhouse is sound-proofed, so we don't have to worry about neighbors hearing. Not that we'd care if anyone heard us. We're adventurous, you see. You do what you got to do, you know? My name is Shavona L'Heureux Vincent and I approve this message.

I grip Stephen's hips and thrust my plastic cock deep into his ass. He sighs as his body experiences pain and pleasure. If only his friends could see him now. They would be absolutely stunned to discover what kinky stuff this deeply conservative Black man is into. When we first starting dating, he couldn't get enough of my ass. Patting it, rubbing it, kissing it and yes, fucking it. The guy loved anal sex so much I thought he was addicted. And now this. I didn't see this one coming. We've all got sexual secrets, I guess. Seriously. The more normal the person seems, the freakier they are deep inside. My friend and former co-worker Marcy Yasimoto, a short-haired and steely-eyed, openly gay Japanese-American chick, seems quite imposing when you first meet her. Tall, muscular and stern-looking. She's a former professional bodybuilder and model now working as a fitness trainer in downtown Boston. She's one tough broad, let me tell you. Yet she's recently confessed to me that she's a total submissive in bed. Her girlfriend Maria Fernandez, a short, dark-skinned and big-bottomed Hispanic chick, totally dominates her. In and out of bed. It's funny to watch them interact in public. 

Marcy and I are both into the bondage, dominance and submission scene. Yet our relationships with our partners couldn't be more different. Marcy has always gone for domineering broads with fancy accents. She's a total submissive while I'm more of a switch. And she tends to date Black and Hispanic lesbians who are also into the Boston-area BDSM scene. Marcy loves to get absolutely dominated by the women she seeks. Once, I had to take her to a hospital after a particularly brutal session she had with Moira Antoine, a stocky Black lesbian dominatrix from Provincetown. Moira whipped Marcy so hard, she left some permanent marks on her back, buttocks and thighs. If you ask me, I think Moira was a psycho but Marcy didn't seem to mind the scars. Nor did she seem to mind that she walked funny for three days after Moira sodomized her with an oversized strap-on dildo. I thought she ought to press charges but she declined to proceed with my suggestions. To each her own, I guess.

I like the wild women I meet in the city of Boston. They're everywhere. In malls, at the park, on the subway and in restaurants. Boston is teeming with female freaks. The BDSM scene is packed with women of all races and ethnicities. The kind of women people would never suspect of being into this sort of thing. Especially the eternally horny and sexually adventurous African-American, Asian and Hispanic Soccer moms. For a long time, that's the kind of person I sought too. I dated a wide variety of women. Athletes. Models. Waitresses. Teachers. Cops. Firefighters. Social workers. Lawyers. Black, Hispanic, Middle-Eastern and Asian. I didn't discriminate. Besides, I attracted a lot of dames and I liked it. A five-foot-eleven, busty, voluptuous and big-bottomed, dark-skinned sister like myself definitely looked exotic in the streets of Boston. And I swear every white lesbian in town catches Jungle Fever the moment our eyes meet. Sometimes I give them a little taste, and sometimes I don't.

My husband Stephen is screaming as I ram the dildo deep into his ass. I smack his buttocks and tell him to shut the fuck up. He relishes how dominant I am with him. And I'm really getting off on fucking him, a big Black man, with my dildo. My pussy is all wet with excitement as I pound the dildo up his ass. Hey, he asked for it, he got it. I don't do anything halfway. Seriously. He's not the first person I've sodomized with a dildo. Merely the first man. I smiled wickedly as I drove the dildo even deeper inside of him, causing him to scream like a little bitch. I'm usually more ruthless with my female submissives. Stephen should count his lucky stars. He's lucky I love him. The last person I took like this was this blonde-haired and green-eyed, kind of plump white chick named Summer Randall. She's the wife of some accountant in Milton. Anyway, I picked her up at a dyke bar in Boston's South End and brought her home.

We got our freak on and Summer stunned me with a request. She wanted me to completely dominate her in bed. This white housewife wanted to be dominated by a strong Black woman. Hell, she wanted me to be her mistress as she played the role of my white female slave. Are white people weird or what? I easily got into the role. A certain amount of dislike for pampered white women came to me naturally. You had better believe I dominated the hell out of her. I put a collar around her neck and made her follow me on all fours as we played in my house. Then I smacked her ass and whipped her. For the grand finale, I put her on all fours, face down and ass up, and fingered her asshole while spanking her fat white ass. She wanted more, and since I was down for it, I whipped out my strap-on and shoved it up her ass after lubricating her asshole. I've never heard a woman scream so loudly. I slammed my dildo so far up her ass, I'm surprised it didn't come out of her mouth. Yeah, I fucked her good and made sure she remembered my name. Afterwards, I told her to leave the premises and she did. I don't like the suburban white soccer moms. They're fun to play with but way too fake for me. 

For love and for play, I like Black women and bodacious, big-bottomed and dark-skinned Latinas. My last serious relationship was with Stacy Morgan, a six-foot-tall, sexy and big-bottomed, stunning Black woman I met in the city of Atlanta. One of the famously gorgeous Black lesbians of the South. We had some fun together. She's the first woman I ever played sub with. Oh, man. I get hot and bothered just thinking about it. Kneeling before my gorgeous Black mistress and giving her pussy a good licking while she tugged on my collar and urged me to continue pleasuring her. Oh, man. I opened myself to her completely. Mind, body and soul. I remember the first time we tried anal play together. Stacy put me on all fours and spread my ass cheeks wide open. She licked and probed my ass with her fingers. It felt so good I couldn't stand it for long. Then she introduced my ass to its first invader. A very thin, eight-inch blue dildo. She worked that dildo up my ass, introducing me to the other side of anal sex. I got fucked in the ass for the first time, and I absolutely loved it. Stacy was a lot of fun. Until she dumped me for some Arab chick she'd been seeing behind my back. It took me a long time but I got over Stacy. 

That's why my choice of life mate absolutely stunned my friends and family. Seriously. People thought I had lost my damn mind. I surprised everyone, including myself, when I fell in love with Stephen, a very normal and conventional guy. Tall, good-looking and Black. Just the way I liked my men. When I like men, that is. He used to play football for Northeastern University. Now he's enrolled in the school's MBA program. He works for a corporation on State Street as some kind of executive in training. A lot of women, especially sisters, would be impressed. I wasn't. I fell in love with him but his high-powered world never stunned me in any way. It left me cold. Why? Simply because I've been there before. I majored in business administration at Suffolk University and earned my bachelor's degree in it three years ago. Rather than working for some big company, I created my own business with some like-minded lady friends. An all-female company of fitness trainers. Working with executives, athletes as well as regular people. We were definitely a unique company and our business was doing good. We have locations in Boston, Brockton and Plymouth. I tried telling the instructors, especially the lesbians, not to get involved with female clients. Nobody stuck to that rule, not even me.

All these thoughts ran through my head as I continued my domination of Stephen Vincent, the Haitian-American guy who stole my heart. Suddenly, I pull out of him. He gasps in protest as my dildo leaves his ass. I ask him to change position and get on his back. He's puzzled, but he obeys. I plunge the dildo right back inside of him. He squeals. I smile nastily and hold his face in my hands. His legs are dangling in the air. I look deep into his eyes as I drill the dildo deep into his ass. I wonder how many other Black women would do this. Bang the hell out of their boyfriend or husband after he's admitted to having role-reversal fantasies. Lots of Black guys are dying to get fucked in the ass by a dominant sister wearing a strap-on dildo. They just won't admit it out loud. But that's okay. Every time you see a Black man walking funny and smiling oddly, maybe it's not some swagger thing. Maybe he's walking that way because his woman rammed a dildo up his ass last night.

Hard and fast, I pound into Stephen. Until he begs for mercy. I sigh. I am slightly disappointed in him. Even though this is our first time doing this sort of thing together, I thought he could take more. Oh, well. Each person's limits are different. You learn that as you play with different partners. What may seem okay and even light for some people might be too risqué for others. That's just the way people are. I slowly pulled out of Stephen and we spent several seconds simply staring into each other's eyes. Without a word being spoken, I kissed him lightly on the lips. It seemed like the thing to do, I guess. Stephen looks at me and smiles. He's so strange, this husband of mine. He's a staunchly religious and deeply conservative Haitian-American with core beliefs very much different from mine. Yet he's the one I chose to spend the rest of my life with. That's because deep down, we're very much alike. We're both bisexual, for one thing. He swings both ways, but doesn't think I know. He considers himself a Republican, yet he supports Same-Sex Marriage, Affirmative Action and voted for Barack Obama. Republican my ass!

After recovering, Stephen tells me he had a great experience being dominated by me. I am not a bit surprised. I should do this professionally someday, seriously. I am quite good at it. We kiss tenderly, and he puts his arms around me. He tells me he's lucky to have me. Well, duh. Of course he's lucky to have me. All the guys and half the chicks in Boston want a piece of me. Stephen tells me that he loves me. I look into his eyes. He means what he says, though I don't give him too much credit for saying it after I've just fucked him. He's so secretive, and I am as open as can be about my life. I have a bet going on with some friends of mine as to when Stephen's going to muster the courage to tell me about his bisexuality. I swore my friends to secrecy, don't worry. It's just one of those fun things my inner circle and I like to do, you know. Some people bet on sports, we bet on who's queer, who's not and when in hell they're coming out. It's how we do it in Boston. I'm an openly bisexual Black woman married to a bisexual Black man. And I wouldn't have it any other way.



Bisexual Black Man's World



My name is Kurt Brown. Friends call me K.B. A big and tall black man in his mid-twenties living in the city of Brockton. I am a tour bus driver by day and a college student by night. I attend Bridgewater State College, where I major in Criminal Justice. I'm basically one semester away from getting my bachelor's degree. In May of 2009, I will graduate. I really want to be a Massachusetts State Police Officer someday. Like my father, State Trooper Kyle Brown. It's the family business, I guess. My mother Ellen Johnson Brown was a Brockton police officer before she died, shot and killed during a traffic stop back in 2005.  I had just graduated high school at the time. I want to follow in my parents foot steps. Yeah, I'm a black man who's trying to make it in the jungle that is the United States of America.

I'm not having a good time these days, folks. Seriously. I seem to be surrounded by stupid people. Male and female, black and white, straight and gay. They're pretty much everywhere. And they don't even know they're dumb. That's the part that really sucks. That's why I'm not trying to settle down with anybody. Most women are evil bitches who hate men. And they hate other women too. And most men are dumb brutes. End of story. I have a low opinion of the human species. However, I still got needs. My desires drive me to both men and women. I am forthrightly bisexual. I don't hide who or what I am. Hell, I live in the first state to allow Gay Marriage, why should I care what homophobes think? And even though I do it with both women and men, I don't much care for those I hook up with. I only go to them because I can't help but to fulfill my urges.

The other day, I hooked up with this chick named Myra Jones. A five-foot-eight, dark-skinned, plain-faced and heavyset black woman with big boobs, wide hips and a huge ass. Myra is a welfare queen who's got four brats by three different fathers. Not the kind of person I respect, or even find interesting, but I hadn't gotten any in a while and she's the kind of ghetto slut who just can't say no to dick. So we hooked up in her apartment, somewhere in Dorchester, near the Ashmont Center. 

I sat on the bed and Myra stood naked before me, letting me see her in all of her glory. Or lack thereof. I seem to attract a lot of fat chicks. Black ones. White ones. Asian ones. Latin ones. Yeah, fat chicks like me. That's okay because I don't really discriminate. The dick has no conscience, after all. Myra knelt before me and began sucking on my dick. My eight inches of long and thick, uncircumcised black cock. My awesome rod of power has been known to make both men and women squeal with pleasure. Myra knelt before me and began sucking on my cock eagerly. This fat black woman had thick juicy lips that were made for sucking cock. That must be why she was so good at it. 

Watching Myra Jones going down on me, I couldn't help but wonder how many guys she'd hooked up with. I mean, I was coming home from the Boston Public Library, just sitting on the Red Line Train and reading a book when I saw her. She wasn't pretty, but she was dressed like a true slut, with the ultra short skirt under her black jacket even in the frigid February weather. That short skirt really showed off her huge, round butt. What they call a ghetto booty in the hood. I hate chicks like Myra. Sluts who will sleep with anything that moves. However, I was kind of horny. My last hookup was with a middle-aged white woman named Janice Blake in Marshfield. She was the recently widowed mother of three people I've known since my early days in Brockton. Her sons Michael and Jake, along with her daughter Anne were all students at Bridgewater State College. I wonder what they would say if they knew I hooked up with their mother.

Yeah, I had a good time with Janice Blake. This six-foot-one, heavyset, busty and big-bottomed, middle-aged Irishwoman was really good in bed. I smiled as I recalled bending her over on the king-sized bed she once shared with her deceased husband Hubert. A guy who once gave me candy on Halloween. And now I was banging his wife. First, I told Janice to suck my dick. She sucked my big cock and licked my fuzzy balls like a professional. Afterwards, I put her on her hands and knees and began pounding her pussy like the Mac that I am. Janice screamed and cursed like a sailor as I fucked that pussy of hers. Middle-aged white women like her don't have the tightest pussy in the world but they more than make up for it by being truly kinky bitches. 

After I fucked her for some time, Janice and I tried something new. I spread her ass cheeks wide open, smeared lubricant all over her asshole and pushed my cock into her butt hole. Janice grunted as I entered her, but didn't complain much afterwards. I put my hands on those wide hips of hers and slammed my cock deep into her asshole. I have fucked dozens of men in the ass and maybe six or seven women. By far I prefer to fuck women in the ass. I don't know why. Most gay and bisexual men know they will get fucked in the ass at some point. However, most women seem to think their asses are off-limits. As if the male asshole is a free for all but the female asshole is somehow sacred. Give me a break! I slammed my cock deep into Janice's asshole, making her scream. How I loved the sound of a middle-aged white woman screaming as I fucked her in the ass with my big black cock. Yeah! It was a lot of fun.

Anyhow, back on topic. Myra Jones was done sucking my cock and I wanted some ass. Luckily, she was down with that. I put Myra on all fours and spread her big black butt cheeks wide open. After lubing her up, I shoved my dick inside. Myra howled as I penetrated. Wow. Her asshole was surprisingly tight. Later, she told me that she didn't do anal all that often. A pity. If she had anal sex more often, she wouldn't be getting pregnant every once in a while. Anal sex is a good contraceptive. I gripped her hips while slamming my dick inside of her. I fucked her good. Myra screamed as I gave her fat black ass the pounding of the century. I drilled my cock up her ass, hard. I enjoyed making the big black slut squeal as I fucked her. That will teach her something. After a while I came, flooding her ass with my seed. I still remember her scream to this day. As I remember the stupid expression on her face after I pulled my cock out of her gaping asshole. Big black women like her are always stunned after a good anal fuck. I don't know why.

My next hookup was with a cool guy named Carl Eastern. A tall, good-looking, forty-something and very sexy black man I met at the Brockton Community Library. He's a corrections officer working for the county. He's married, and has a son at the local community college and a daughter at the local high school. Carl's wife Michelle was traveling for business. She's a truck driver. We hooked up at their house on the west side while she was away. It was a lot of fun.

Carl and I got down and dirty on the bed. I lay there, relaxing as he sucked my cock and licked my balls. He was a really good cock sucker. After he got done sucking me, I returned the favor. I sucked on Carl's long and thick black cock and licked his balls. When he came, I drank his seed. That's when the good stuff really happened. Carl put me on all fours and shoved his dick up my ass. I haven't gotten fucked in the ass in ages.  It felt good to surrender to this sexy black man. I stroked my cock while Carl rammed his dick up my ass. It hurt but also felt really good.  Carl fucked me hard, shoving his dick really deep into my ass.  After fucking me for a few minutes, he came, sending his cum deep into my ass.  I screamed in pleasure, thrilled beyond measure.

Later, I bent Carl over and returned the favor. His ass was surprisingly tight. Still, he encouraged me to fuck him hard. Holding firmly onto his hips, I slammed my cock deep into Carl's ass. The sexy older black man screamed in pleasure as I fucked him. I really gave it to him. I have missed the feel of male ass around my cock. Fucking women in the ass is fun and all but male ass can be just as much fun. If not more so. Just something anal sex enthusiasts like myself know.  After fucking, Carl and I took a hot shower together, then I went home.

Yeah, I'm having fun this year, folks. 2009 is going to be a good year for me. I'm getting my bachelor's degree in Criminal Justice. Then I'm either going to the Boston Police Academy or I'm enrolling at Suffolk University Law School. When I'm not in class or at work, I'm hooking up with Carl. He's cool. Sometimes, I hook up with Myra. She's really into anal now. Janice has moved on. She is dating some carpenter now and doesn't want to hook up with me anymore. Her loss. I've got plenty of sexually adventurous players to keep me entertained. Holler! 



Bisexual Black Masculinity



I don't know how I get myself into these situations. But I sure as hell enjoy them! Currently, I'm on all fours, my plump butt cheeks spread wide open and there's a big black cock sliding in and out of my tight asshole. The owner of that cock is my boyfriend, Jamal Grey. My pussy is dripping as my ass gets fucked and I can't even scream because there's a big cock filling my mouth. Anyone who knows me would be shocked but hey, this is just the way I get down. My name is Carla Brown and I totally approve this message.

Who am I? A five-foot-ten, busty, chubby and big-bottomed black woman from the city of Boston. And I love to have fun. Which is why I'm totally into threesomes. My boyfriend Jamal Grey is ramming his cock in and out of my asshole while I suck off his best friend and sometime lover, Jason Teller. My boyfriend Jamal is a closeted bisexual and he recently introduced me to his teammate and lover, Jason Teller. We all went out to dinner together in Boston's Back Bay and topped the evening off by having a threesome in an apartment Jason's parents rented in the city. Fortunately for us, they were both in vacation in Hawaii. This gave us the opportunity to have a hot bisexual threesome. This is how we get down in the city of Boston.

Now, I imagine that my behavior and words might shock some of you. You're n not used to having young women embracing the bisexuality of their male partners. I can understand your viewpoint. Lots of females get jealous or feel insecure when their boyfriends reveal they're bisexual. I'm not most females, I guess. I totally dig bisexual men. Always have and probably always will. Ever since I could remember, I've been one of those rare women who find the sight of two men kissing to be incredibly arousing. I don't know why Jamal didn't tell me about his bisexuality sooner. We could have had more fun together. I mean, why do guys hide stuff like that? Guys, if your girlfriend has a collection of gay porn movies which she watches constantly, she's not turned off by male bisexuality. Got it? Cool!

I must admit that when I met Jamal, I didn't think he was anything other than straight. I should have known better than to make assumptions, especially since I'm bisexual myself and don't look anything like the stereotypes. However, my mistake was understandable. The dude looked straighter than straight. A six-foot-one, lean and muscular, jet-black stud with a handsome face framed by dreadlocks. Oh, and he had a perfect ass, too. He was a member of the Bradford Institute of Technology Football team. As was Jason Teller, the handsome, light-skinned black stud who was gleefully ramming his dick down my throat. Actually, all three of us are student-athletes at Bradford Tech. I'm a junior and Jamal is a freshman. Jason is a senior. This six-foot-five, 250-pound stud is the Bradford Tech Football team captain. And he's bisexual! Hot damn!

As for me, I'm the captain of the Bradford Tech Women's Volleyball team. When I'm not locking lips with some of my girlfriends slash teammates, I'm usually riding Jamal's dick. Yeah, I'm bisexual too. The whole campus knows it, too. I'm a forthrightly bisexual black female. Got a problem with that? I wonder how many student-athletes on campus are gay or bisexual. Bradford Tech is a paradox. A macho campus with a student population that was fifty four percent male and forty six percent female. We have a diverse student population. And there's a very active Gay and Lesbian Club on campus. Mostly, we're known for our competitive sports.

Bradford Tech's Department of Athletics sponsors Men's Baseball, Men's Basketball, Men's Cross Country, Men's Volleyball, Men's Lacrosse, Men's Ice Hockey, Men's Golf, Men's Tennis, Men's Alpine Skiing, Men's Rugby, Men's Bowling, Men's Wrestling, Men's Fencing, Men's Sailing, Men's Gymnastics, Men's Rifle, Men's Archery, Men's Football and Men's Wrestling. Recently they added Women's Softball, Women's Basketball, Women's Cross Country, Women's Volleyball, Women's Gymnastics, Women's Rifle, Women's Alpine Skiing, Women's Golf, Women's Lacrosse, Women's Bowling, Women's Sailing, Women's Tennis, Women's Ice Hockey, Women's Wrestling, Women's Archery, Women's Fencing, Coed Equestrian, Women's Field Hockey and Women's Rugby. We compete in the NCAA Division Two.

Bradford Tech is considered of the best undergraduate engineering schools in the state of Massachusetts. And also the state's queerest and most reputed party school, next to UMass-Amherst, of course. I mean, even the Football studs go both ways! And I am glad! I love it when Jamal fucks me in the ass. Having my ass cheeks spread and then filled with cock is one of the highlights of my existence. Both Jamal and I are anal sex enthusiasts. He fucks me roughly, shoving his cock deep into my ass. And I love it! If I could have screamed, I would have! But I couldn't, not with Jason Teller's big black cock in my mouth!

Suddenly, Jamal screams. I shudder, knowing what is coming. Oh, no he didn't! Jamal grips my wide hips tightly, digging his fingers in my flesh. I winced a bit, then felt a shock deep inside as my boyfriend's manly seed filled my ass. As Jamal's cum fills my asshole, I feel mixed feelings. On one hand, it's incredibly pleasurable for me when his cum-filled cock erupts deep in my ass like a big volcano. I love the feel of cum rushing deep in my ass. However, I'm a Nursing major and I know all the risks associated with unprotected anal sex. Both Jamal and Jason are healthy and they've only had intercourse with each other. Both are new to exploring their sexuality. Especially their bisexual sides. I know I'm taking a risk but it's okay. 

Shortly after Jamal came inside me, Jason came as well. I sucked every last drop of cum from Jason's nine-inch, uncircumcised black cock. He had such a big cock. Slightly shorter than Jamal's dick but decidedly leaner. Jason's dick was the second uncircumcised dick I had ever seen. My first all-natural cock had been Jamal. It takes some getting used to but now I like it. I love playing with Jamal's foreskin. He told me that men with uncircumcised dicks are sexually more sensitive than modified men and that can be an added benefit for their partners. I'm inclined to agree. After I get done licking Jason, we take a break. All three of us need to recharge our batteries.

We got started again. This time, Jason had a go with Jamal's ass while I played the eager voyeur turned participant. Jamal was especially eager for a ride on Jason's long dick. I smiled. I wouldn't mind a ride on that bad boy myself. I helped smooth things along. Jamal got on all fours and I gently squeezed his cock while applying lube on his ass. I also applied lube all over Jason's cock, then spread Jamal's ass. Jamal gave us the okay, and Jason pushed his cock into his ass. I sat back and watched the two sexy black men as they did their thing. Man, watching two black hunks fucking each other turned me on like you would not believe. I slid my fingers into my pussy. Hmm, I was moist. I licked my fingers, then put them back in. 

Jason placed his hands on Jamal's narrow, sexy hips and pushed his cock inside him. I winced as Jason's big cock popped inside my boyfriend. It was a disturbing sight. I mean, I knew Jamal was bisexual and hooked up with men but it was still a bit of a shock for me to watch him getting fucked by another man. Especially a big and tall, masculine black man like Jason. I had never seen Jamal's submissive side. When he was with me, he was all man, all the time. He would grab me and kiss me, then he'd stuff my pussy full of his big cock. That's how I knew. Now I was seeing a whole different side of him. It shocked and thrilled me like you would not believe. Hearing Jamal's screams of pleasure mixed with pain as Jason pounded his ass made my pussy twitch. Jason really gave it to him, slamming his cock mercilessly into Jamal's ass. Jamal screamed and begged him for more. They went at it until Jason came, flooding Jamal's ass with his manly essence. That's when it hit me. The slow-building orgasm which had been percolating from deep within me for the past few minutes. It was sudden, violent, and shocking. I came and came, turned on like a megawatt light bulb by the sight of my black boyfriend getting fucked by another man. Jason pulled out, and he and Jamal exchanged a heated, passionate kiss. I grinned and started clapping. Encore!

All three of us are smiling as decide to continue, a few minutes later. I have a request for these two studs. Tonight, I helped fulfill one of Jamal's top fantasies. He always wanted to try a bisexual threesome with a sexy male friend and a willing woman. And now, his dream had come true. It was time for one of my dreams to come true and for this, I would need both Jamal and Jason. I explained my fantasy to them. My all-time top fantasy was to be taken by two men at once. And I don't mean just a threesome, I want to experience double penetration. Jamal and Jason looked at each other and smiled. They looked at me and nodded. I grinned. Let the fun begin.

Double Penetration is a word many women dread, even seasoned porn stars are scared to try it. In the movies, it's shown as something fun. Or downright brutal. We only see the finished product, though. Since this was my body and I was the one who would do it, this was going to go by my rules. Jamal and Jason were onboard. First, we got some lubricant. Then, we agreed on certain things. Key words, to be exact. I'm a sexually adventurous gal who can give extreme acts a try. I am however not a machine. We got started. Jamal lay on the carpeted floor with his cock sticking upward. I slowly lowered myself onto his member, until his cock was sheathed in my pussy. Jason came up behind me. Gently, he eased his cock into my ass. Almost rhythmically, the two bisexual black studs began to fuck me.

I don't know what I was expecting about my first time trying Double Penetration, since all I knew about it was movie references and hearsay, but I was definitely amazed by the sensations which overwhelmed me. Jamal's long and thick cock filled my pussy while Jason's dick slid deep into my ass. I felt filled, all over. A gasp escaped my throat, then a full-fledged scream. All I could feel was these incredibly long and thick dicks filling my holes. It hurt like hell, but also felt kind of good at the same time. I couldn't get enough of it. So I shrieked at them and ordered them to fuck me as hard as they could. Laughing, Jason and Jamal began hammering my sweet holes with their wonderfully thick cocks. They were tearing me apart. And I loved it! I rode Jamal for all he was worth, fearing his thick cock tearing my pussy while Jason's dick stretched my ass to previously unimaginable girths. I screamed like a woman possessed. And I was possessed. Possessed by the awesome cocks inside me. They fucked me until I begged for mercy, then they gave me release. In the form of torrents upon torrents of cum flooding both my love holes. I screamed loud enough to wake the dead.

Half an hour later, Jamal and I joined Jason in the shower. It was all good clean fun and we swore we'd do it again, as often as time would allow. Jamal and I left the apartment a few minutes later and took the Commuter Rail Train from South Station heading to Bradford. Jason was spending the weekend in town with some buddies. The whole ride back, I couldn't stop thinking about all the wickedly sexy things we'd done together. Jamal held my hand and kissed it. I smiled, and kissed him. I was happy to have him in my life. It's good to be bisexual!