0 comments/ 39837 views/ 2 favorites Black Folks Orgy By: Samuelx Rose Lloyd sat on the bed, looking at her reflection in the mirror. At the age of twenty, she stood five feet eight ten tall, somewhat plump but still pretty, with short hair, dark brown skin and pale bronze eyes. This gal was seriously bored out of her mind. Recently, she had been in a slump. All work and no play can give a black girl the blues. Life in college wasn't all that it was cracked up to be. There were about two thousand females and one thousand eight hundred male students at Cadmus College. All the cute guys were taken. Those who weren't seeing campus girls went out with babes from other colleges. Rose came from a small town in Idaho. She wasn't as wild and outgoing as the city girls on campus. Shy and somewhat insecure about her looks, this gal was lonely. Not far from her, lying in bed was her pal Steven Harold. How to describe Steve? A tall young black man from Idaho. He was nice and friendly, very handsome but unfortunately for Rose and every other hopeful girl on campus, Steve liked men. He didn't hide it either. This tall, gorgeous young black man with a model's face and the body of an NBA Superstar liked men. Such a waste. Especially since Steve was brilliant, athletic and funny. All the things a girl could want in a man. Unfortunately, only men could claim his heart. Rose and Steve hailed from the same small town. In high school, Steve had been so different. He was going out with a girl named Ashley. Ashley was a gorgeous black babe whom all the girls at their old high school envied and hated. Ashley had the body all the girls wished they had, and the boyfriend they all wanted. Unfortunately, things weren't perfect with this seemingly perfect couple. Steve secretly felt attracted to men. When Ashley found out, she was mad. In fact, she told everyone about him. Steve was queer. The news hit the high school like a ton of bricks. Steve, once a star athlete, suddenly found himself alienated at the school which once championed him. The young black man watched his life fall apart. His parents, Antoine and Jennifer Harold definitely weren't pleased to discover that their son was queer. In fact, they disowned him. Steve left right after graduation. He had won himself an academic scholarship to Cadmus, a small New England college. He turned his back on the town which rejected him. The only person who stood by him in the time of crisis was Rose Lloyd, the self-described pudgy black girl next door. The two of them had been friends forever. Rose had a lifelong crush on Steven, the gorgeous black athlete. He was cool, and unlike everybody else, he didn't make fun of her. Both of them had a love for comic books and action movies. Rose, raised by a single father who worked as a truck driver was often alone and Steve kept her company. They were pretty good pals. In high school, she showed up at each and every single one of his basketball games. In fact, he was the reason she applied to Cadmus College in the first place. These days, Steve was open about being queer. He didn't hide it, nor did he take crap from anyone. This six-foot-four, 250-pound black man was more than capable of taking down your average homophobe. He had finally found someone to be with. He told Rose about his first date with Joe Floyd, the handsome President of the school's notorious Gay Straight Alliance. Joe was a tall, good-looking young black man. He hailed from Chicago and once played high school football. He'd been out of the closet since graduation and attended Cadmus on an academic scholarship. He was one of the Founders of the college's Gay Straight Alliance. Joe was tall, handsome, athletic and outgoing. Just like Steve. Is it any wonder the two of them fell in love? Rose sat down, looking at Steve as he lay there, sleeping. He was so handsome. The girl licked her lips. There was nothing quite like a good-looking black man, except maybe another good-looking black man. Steve was physically perfect. The most beautiful man she'd ever seen. Rose shamelessly checked him out every chance she got. Oh, and whenever he was with Joe, she got so hot from watching them together that she got wet. Rose relaxed and leaned back on her chair, and her hand slipped into her panties. Her fingers found her labia, and she began fingering her pussy while letting her imagination run wild, thinking of two sexy black men about to sex each other down like sex was going out of style! In Rose's fantasy, Joe walked into the room, and found Steve waiting for him. The two black hunks looked at each other. They kissed, and caressed one another. Playfully, they wrestled. Steve got on top of Joe, and began licking the other man from his head to his toes. When he found Joe's dick, he took it into his mouth and sucked on it. Joe moaned in pleasure as Steve sucked him off. He licked Joe's balls and sucked his cock while fingering his asshole. Joe moaned in pleasure as Steve continued what he was doing. When Joe came, Steve drank his cum. The two sexy black hunks laughed, and then Steve climbed on top of Joe, and lowered himself onto Joe's thick, uncircumcised black dick. Joe gripped Steve by the hips, and thrust into him. Steve grunted, and supported himself by resting his hands on Joe's shoulders. Joe began to give the other guy a serious pounding, just the way he liked it. Steve moaned in pleasure as Joe fucked him good. They changed positions. Steve was on all fours and Joe came up behind him, fucking him for all he was worth. Joe gripped the black stud's hips and fucked him hard, driving that cock deep inside of him. Steve winced as Joe shoved his cock impossibly deep, then pushed back against him, craving more. There was nothing in the world like two hot black men doing it with each other. When Joe came, Steve cried out. The two black studs screams of pleasure filled the air. Rose gasped, and opened her eyes. Man, this fantasy was intense. Her pussy was wet, but she had yet to truly cum. Closing her eyes, she went on another round of self-pleasure and fantasy. This time, she joined in on the action. Steve and Joe were still recovering from all they had done together when Rose walked in on them, and smiled. The two black studs looked at the plump black girl. What did she want? Rose licked her lips. There was only one thing she wanted. Steve smiled, and Joe shrugged. What the heck? Steve and Joe stood up, kissing each other while Rose sucked both of their cocks. The black girl could barely fit one of their huge black dicks into her mouth at a time. She sucked them as best as she could, licking their balls. What she wanted more than anything in the world was for them to fuck her. For once, the two sexy black hunks indulged her wicked, secret desires. Rose got on all fours, with her plump butt cheeks spread wide open. Steve came up behind her, and rubbed his cock against her tight little hole. Slowly, he slid his cock into her anal cavity. Placing his hands on her hips, he thrust into her. Rose gasped. The black stud's cock was huge. He held her firmly and pounded into her, driving his cock deep inside her tiny hole. Joe watched as Steve fucked his best friend. Rose gritted her teeth as Steve fucked her. She had dreamed of this moment for ages, though she didn't imagine it would take place quite like this. Steve was energetic as he fucked her, hard. He gave her all he had, with all of his passion. Rose whimpered as Steve fucked her. Having a huge black dick up her ass was no picnic. Heck, it hurt like hell but slowly the pain was replaced by a feeling of fullness. A wonderful feeling. When Steve finally came, Rose cried out in pain and pleasure as her lover's seed went deep inside of her. Moments later, an orgasm the likes of which she couldn't fathom hit her, and her cries of pleasure and shock filled the room. When Rose opened her eyes, she was wet as a puddle down there and covered with sweat. Slowly, she readjusted herself. Caught her breath. Steve was standing there, looking at her. Apparently, he'd been awake for some time. Her eyes widened. Did he know? Did he see her? He raised his eyebrows, and asked her if everything was alright. Rose nodded hastily. He winked at her, then grabbed his jacket and went to open the door. His boyfriend Joe was waiting for him, smiling and looking fantastic. The two black men kissed, waved her goodbye, and left. Rose closed the door behind them after waving them good bye. She went underneath her mattress and picked up one of Steve's favorite porn videos. A cassette featuring sexy black men having sex with both men and women. One of those rare, interracial bisexual videos. Rose grinned, and once more reclined on her chair and pressed the Play button on the remote. As the first scene began, she licked her lips, quivering in anticipation. Hungry for more. Black Folks Orgy Ch. 02 Jamal Blackstone, also known as the Black Adder goes swinging. It's ten o'clock at night. Anyone looking at him would have seen a tall and muscular, broad-shouldered black man in a Corrections Officer uniform. He was a lot more than that. Black Adder was the original African-American bisexual adventurer. The Mack Daddy. The Pimp. The Player. The original King of the Hood. Nobody messed with Black Adder, and with reason. He's the original one, folks. The one all of them aspiring players look up to. Why? Because he's got it going on, as they say. These days, he was traveling through Europe, and delighting in the open-mindedness of the Europeans. They were his kind of people! Tonight, Black Adder was off visiting one of his freaks. The freak in question was Rachel Williams, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed housewife from the suburbs of London. Rachel was a good-looking Englishwoman with a somewhat plump yet sexy body, and a fine booty at that. Yeah, the Black Adder was a frequent visitor at her place. Rachel's husband, Jim Williams was a tall, lean and athletic man with long red hair and pale gray eyes. Both of them were swingers and quite fond of the Black Adder. That's why he visited them so often. This English couple sure knew how to make a brother feel welcome! When Black Adder knocked on the door, both of the Williams came to greet him. Rachel kissed him on the cheek, and Jim shook his hand. He went into the living room to have some coffee with them. Rachel sat awfully close to the Black Adder and her husband didn't seem to mind. You see, Jim Williams was bisexual and checking out the Black Adder as well. The Williams have brought many men and women to their home for sexual purposes but the Black Adder remains their favorite. Why? Because he's handsome, smart, and very sexy. This brother delivers in the sack, and then some! Rachel kissed Adder, and decided to put on a show for him. The plump, sexy white woman got undressed and showed off her curves and thick booty. Adder nodded appreciatively. Meanwhile, Jim Williams was checking out the Adder. His eyes kept wandering to the growing erection now visible through the Adder's leather pants. Jim unzipped Adder's pants, and held the black man's dick in his hands. When Adder didn't protest, Jim began sucking his cock. Meanwhile, Rachel shook what her mama gave her. Jim Williams was a pretty good cocksucker. It didn't take him long to get the black stud hard as steel. Adder told Jim to assume the position. Jim got on all fours and Adder came up behind him. He spread the man's butt cheeks wide open and slid his cock into him. Jim gasped as Adder entered him. The Black Adder held the man by the hips and thrust into him. Jim moaned, and Adder began to fuck him hard. He gave the other dude all he got, shoving his cock where the sun didn't shine. Rachel watched as her hunky husband got fucked in the ass by a sexy black man. This was seriously hot! Black Adder continued to pump his cock into Jim's ass. Rachel decided to join in on the action. She slid beneath her husband and, taking his hard cock, slid it into her wet snatch. Jim thrust his cock into his wife's pussy as the Black Adder's thick cock fucked him in the ass. Rachel wrapped her arms around Jim as he fucked her. His hard cock felt so good inside her pussy, going in hard and deep. His face was contorted in what seemed to half pain and half pleasure as the Black Adder fucked him in the ass. This went on until he came inside her, then screamed as the Black Adder came inside of him. They took a break. Jim was catching his breath. His lean and muscular body was covered with sweat. He stroked himself and watched as Rachel continued to do her sexy little dance. The Black Adder looked at her sexy booty, and wanted it. Always a gracious hostess, Rachel indulged his wishes. The sexy plump housewife got on all fours, and spread her plump butt cheeks wide open. Adder pressed his cock against her tight little asshole, and pushed. He grimaced as his cock went into her asshole. Rachel's asshole was even tighter than her hubby's, which was saying a lot. Adder gripped Rachel by the hips and thrust into her, hard. Rachel grunted and gritted her teeth as Adder fucked her. At last, she was getting fucked in the ass. Oh, this felt so good. She had gotten fucked in the ass before, by her hunky husband, but Adder fucked her differently. Her husband Jim had been slow and loving when he made love to her back door. Adder was different. He fucked her hard and fast, charging ahead like a general leading an army of angry men. It hurt oh so good, and she loved every single minute of it. When he came and pulled out, she cried out for the sheer pleasure of it all. A little while later, the Black Adder took his leave from the Williams household and thanked the man of the house and his lady for their kindness and hospitality. He went back to his Porsche, and drove away. All in all, this was a pretty good night. That's the Black Adder for you, folks. An irresistible charmer. A sexy man whom both men and women fell for on a regular basis. The ultimate confidence man. Plenty more tales of his adventures of his to come. Black Folks Orgy Ch. 03 I don't know what's come over me lately, folks. I seem to have been bitten by the freaky bug. I used to be a normal man. In fact, I still am, in most ways. My name is Jamal Jenkins and I am a young black man living in Boston. I attend Emerson College and I am studying Criminal Justice. I want to become a police officer someday, just like my father. When I'm not at school, I work as a Security Guard for the Hellfire Club, one of the city's hottest night clubs. Yeah, I love my job and I love my life. Lately, though, things have been somewhat freaky, man. It all started when my sexy black girlfriend Sabrina Starr dumped me for a rich white dude named Stanley Monroe. Man, all the folks on campus were talking about it. I couldn't get away with it. I had to find some way to forget about the drama. Two weeks went by, and I decided to move on and get myself some new digs, you feel me? My buddy Justin Darwin is a freak if there ever was one. We've known each other for a long time. Like me, he's a tall, good-looking black man from the hood. He's a basketball-loving, academically-driven, skirt-chasing brother-man just like me. There are some differences to be sure. The guy's a bisexual and it delves well into his background. Yeah, Justin is a sexual being. He takes it any way he can get it, from dudes or from chicks. Since he's been my friend forever, I didn't care. Justin told me about this Gentlemen's Club and Swingers which catered to special needs and would definitely drive out of the slump in which I found myself. I was a little hesitant. Justin gets drunk and sometimes brags about his bisexual escapades. He is known to hop into bed with freaky chicks and even freakier dudes. I was a bit scared about going to any club which catered to his interests. I mean, I'm an open-minded brother and I'm not homophobic or anything, but I'm not interested in having sex with men. It's just not my thing. I went to the Gentlemen's Club and I must say it was nothing like I imagined. There were good-looking men and women around, mostly white folks but a few Asian, black and Latin folk here and there. I saw people relaxing and going around, doing their thing. Men and women were kissing and undressing each other. Man, it was alright! I saw two black men kissing each other, while two sexy women who seemed to be their wives watched, fascinated. Bisexual black men. I didn't say anything and just kept walking. Whatever floats their boat, know what I mean? Do your thing, let me do my thing. Don't ask me to try your thing. That's my motto and it works great in almost all situations. I walked through the club, and checked out the various sights. Men and women having sex with each other. Men doing it with men while other men and women watched. Women doing it with women. Damn. Every sexual combo imaginable. I was still walking when I accidentally bumped into somebody. The person I bumped into was a tall, good-looking black woman who was a little on the plump side but still sexy. I apologized and she just smiled and shrugged. I introduced myself and learned that her name was Marie Goodwin, and she was the Hostess of the Swingers Party of the Gentlemen's Club. I was surprised. A black woman at a swingers convention? Come on! We started talking and I learned a bit about Marie. She introduced me to a few people. I met a tall, good-looking black man named Maurice Goodwin and another brother named Julian Woods. Maurice was married to Marie and yet had male lovers on the side, and Julian, the sexy light-skinned brother with the curly hair was one of them. I was very surprised. A black woman married to a bisexual black man? Marie explained things to me. Apparently, both she and her hubby were bisexual and very much into experimenting. I was stunned. Was this for real? What did I just walk into? Maurice and his wife kissed, then he and Julian went into another room to do their thing. Marie blew her husband a kiss as he walked away with his male lover. I was shaking my head from side to side. Man, this was a changing world! Bisexual black women married to bisexual black men? Incredible. Marie took me by the arm, and led me into a room, promising me a surprise. I was scared to find out. Marie told me that it had been a long time since she'd been with a man other than her husband. I checked out this fine-looking sister. Man, she was fine. I kind of like the thick girls. Why wouldn't her man take care of her needs? Maybe because he was too busy chasing guys. Okay, fine by me. I told Marie that I was more than willing to please her. She told me that she had a dominant side, and a submissive side, and that both of them needed to be satisfied. I had no idea what she was talking about but nodded anyway. Anything to tap that fat booty of hers! Marie and I got undressed in that barely lit room. I looked her up and down. Tall and curvy, her body was definitely sexy. Thick was a good look for her. She wore it well. Oh, and her round and brown, plump booty was marvelous to look at. I don't like a female who's only skin and bones, anyway. Marie and I got right down to business. We kissed, and caressed one another. Quickly, we went to bed. Man, the word passionate doesn't even begin to describe Marie. She sucked me, and licked my balls. I felt like she was sucking the life out of me, but in a good way. When I finally came, she drank my seed. While drinking me dry, Marie did something surprising. She slid her finger in my ass. I was surprised but what the heck! I was ready for the main event. Marie put a condom on my dick and then took me for a ride. I got on top of her, suckling on her breasts while thrusting my cock deep into her pussy. Marie embraced me as I fucked her. Man, the feel of her plump, sexy body underneath me was intoxicating. Oh, and her pussy was so warm and tight. I loved tapping that. We fucked and sucked for a while, then I finally came. When I did, I cried out in sheer pleasure. It was glorious. Marie and I lay side by side on the bed. Catching our breaths. She whispered something into my ear. It was a rather unusual request but I was happy to try it. Marie got on all fours and shook her sexy butt in my face. I rubbed and licked her butt, then began licking her asshole. Marie moaned as I fingered and licked her asshole. Finally, I got to stick it. I slowly worked my cock into this lovely big woman's asshole. Marie relaxed, and enjoyed as I penetrated her. Her ass was so tight. Yet it felt wonderful around my cock. I went in slowly and gently at first, then harder when she urged me too. I lost track of how many times we both came that night. The night wasn't over. Marie still had some things that she wanted to try. I was all for it. When she told me, I was somewhat hesitant. This was definitely out of the norm for me. Hell, what the heck? I would try anything once. Marie kissed me, then produced a strap on dildo seemingly out of thin air. I was very nervous about the whole thing. Marie promised that she would be gentle with me. And she was. First, she licked and fingered my asshole, then she sucked my dick. Finally, after lubricating my asshole, she slid the dildo inside me. Inch by inch. It hurt a little bit but as she began to move it in and out, it felt good. I came while Marie was working her toy with a dexterity which surprised me. When I came, Marie drank my cum and kept sliding the dildo in and out of my ass. Damn, I can't even begin to describe how it felt. Later, Marie and I lay side by side. I must say that it was alright. Not something I'd want to do everyday but it wasn't the scary and degrading experience that I thought it would be. There was nothing queer about a black man letting a black woman use a dildo on him. I didn't sleep with men. I didn't find men sexually attractive. I liked sex with women. The kinkier, the better, that's what I say. Marie held my hand. I kissed her, thankful for a night that I would never forget.