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29 September 06 - 17:14Day and Night - erotic story 32

I was sitting there reading over my biology notes when I saw him enter the lounge. It’s hard not to miss him. He’s flat out gorgeous, 6’0”, muscular, blonde hair, blue eyes and a great smile. He’s the dreamiest white guy I’ve ever seen. But I never pursued anything since I’ve only seen him date white girls, cheerleader types at that. I returned my attention to my biology and absent mindedly ate my chocolate fluff sandwich. Ya I know, not really healthy, but I’ve never been worried about that. As much junk as I eat I should be a whale, but I’m a nice size 4 and got the hourglass thing happenin for me so I don’t care.
As the amoebas and such started to clutter my mind, it wandered back to Jeff. God Damn that man is fine! I knew I wasn’t going to be able to study with him around so I packed up my stuff and headed to my dorm room. I shoved my books into their respective spots on my small bookshelf and collapsed onto my bed. I thought a nice play session while he was on my brain would prove beneficial and I’d be able to study afterwards.
I lifted up the bottom hem of my skirt and slid my fingers underneath the elastic band of my panties to find my pussy was completely wet. If he only knew what he did to me. He’d probably laugh at me knowing he got me this wet with just walking into the same room. I let my fingers slowly dance around my clit, his vision fresh in my mind. I closed my eyes turning my fingers into his. I got to the point where I could almost feel his breath on my inner thighs when a light knock at my door brought me back to reality.
I quickly pulled my hand outta my panties, tried to regain my composure as I headed for the door. I was expecting one of my girlfriends wanting help with something, that’s what ninety-nine percent of my knocks are about, but this time it was Jeff. I almost lost my balance as the wind from the door opening wafted his scent into my nose. Ahh damn he’s a fox.
“Can I help you?” Almost as soon as those words came outta my mouth I wished I could take them back. I sounded like some snob being bothered by the lower class. And what the hell was he doing at my door? This was a joke. It had to be.
“Kanisha right?” His voice was like butter. So smooth and sexy I melted in the doorway as he said my name. Then I realized he had asked me if I was me. He must have known what I was doing though; I could smell myself over him.
“Yes, that’s me. And you’re Jeff, right?” I was trying to play it calm and cool and praying at the same time he couldn’t smell my sweet pussy juice on my fingers.
“Would you like to come in?” Oh god I wished! I wanted to feel his hard white cock pulsating inside my pussy. I wanted to feel him buried deep within my tight walls.
He winked as he walked past me and sat down on my bed. I felt my heart leap outta my chest when he patted on the bed for me to join him. I slowly eased myself onto the small twin bed and looked at him quizzically.
“So, Kanisha, what have you been up to?” Oh my god! He knew! He’d only been in here for a matter of seconds and he knew I was fucking him in my mind! I stammered for a response but he cut that short with a deep kiss. I felt my pussy grow wet again as our tongues swirled within our mouths. My heart raced as I felt his hands move and rest on my hips.
“You know, Kanisha, I’ve watched you for quite sometime and I’ve noticed a pattern.”
“Whatcha mean?” I replied knowing full well what he was talking about.
“Every time I come into the lounge you leave. But yet I’ve heard through the grapevine that you… ummm… well that you think I’m hot.”
I couldn’t believe it and I know my mocha skin was bright red after that statement. He sensed my uneasiness and leaned in for another kiss. I couldn’t believe the amount of lust that my body built up for that man. I think I surprised him by my eagerness.
I yanked up his t-shirt, tossed it aside and quickly made for his shorts. He returned the lustful desire and had my skirt hiked up to my hips, my shirt unbuttoned and was working to get my panties down my legs. Not a word was said as our naked bodies meshed together on my twin bed. Our skin contrasting against each other, his milky white skin and my dark mocha. Day and night almost. But for now we were one.
His hard white cock was already oozing with pre-cum as he worked it up and down my wet slit. I rocked my hips up and down desperately trying to force his cock into my aching pussy. He didn’t have me wait long. He shoved his throbbing cock deep within my sweetness with ease. I was soaking wet and coated his cock completely.
I couldn’t stifle my moans as he began to thrust his dick in and out of my black thickly bushed snatch. I wrapped my legs around his waist, forcing his cock deeper inside my gripping walls, until he filled me completely. Our bucking counterbalanced each other making his cock ram as far as it could reach then pulling it out completely and repeating.
I knew it wouldn’t take me long at all to cum, especially since I played a bit before our encounter. I could feel my orgasm building deep within me and with every thrust from his rock hard cock I was brought closer and closer to cumming. His pale skin was flushed and glowed against my now glistening mocha skin. His groaning grew more intense as my pussy closed tighter and tighter around his pulsating shaft.
An explosion went off throughout my body as I was wracked completely with my intense orgasm. My sweetness spasmed around his cock causing him to let loose with his own explosion and fill me to the brim with his hot gooey cum.
He collapsed onto my body and we both lay there gathering our breath for a moment. He kissed me deeply, our tongues dancing together as he rolled off to lie next to me. His skin against mine, our hearts racing and our breathing still somewhat ragged from our extreme lust. We stayed there for what seemed like an eternity, his arm wrapped around my waist, his head resting against my shoulder and all I could think about was when the next time would be.

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29 September 06 - 17:12Cat Man Dues - porn story 31

To Dean it was just another adventure. His wealthy parents had died in a car crash a few years back. Dean was happy to let his older brother run the family business. He lived quite happily off his share of the dividends and interest from the family fortune. He was twenty-five and didn’t have any plans of settling down soon. Why should he? He was rich. He could do whatever he wanted and if he fell, well, money has a way of making sure you always land on your feet. Dean was a cat man and he knew it, in fact he reveled in it.

He’d grabbed the flight to Lukla on a whim. He’d been in Katmandu and decided to do some exploring. Dean knew he was in no shape to take on Mt. Everest on any other monsters in the Himalayas but figured it would be fun to poke around the foothills. He’d slipped a hippie girl in Katmandu a Franklin after sleeping with her and she’d given him the name of a guide named Dorjee who worked out of the Namche Bazaar. She claimed he’d be perfect for Dean’s needs.

The cab ride from the primitive Lukla airport to the Namche Bazaar was bumpy and adventurous. Dean got out of the cab stiff and bruised. Fortunately, it didn’t take him too long to find Dorjee, everyone seemed to know him and their directions were good, even if their English was a bit shaky. The little guy wasn’t much older than Dean and he seemed horrified by Dean’s total lack of gear. Dean pulled out five Franklins and Dorjee just stared at him. When he added five more, Dorjee nodded his assent. When Dean asked about a hotel for the night, Dorjee just shook his head negatively.

“You stay with me tonight. We must start early. I must purchase your gear before we go. I do not live far we can walk. The exercise will do you good.”

Dean found Dorjee’s home primitive but clean. He found Dorjee’s wife, Sanguru, just about the most attractive little thing he’d ever seen. Her big brown eyes stared out of a face that combined the best features of her Tibetan and Indian blood. Her beautiful eyes were slightly slanted, her flawless skin was light brown, and her long, black hair was tied back. A colorful sari that did nothing to conceal her ripe round curves was wrapped around her sexy body. Dean couldn’t keep her eyes off her as she moved around fixing dinner. She giggled at his jokes. Dorjee merely grunted.

They turned in early, Dorjee reminding him that they would have to be up before the sun. Dean often didn’t rise until about noon but figured there was no sense arguing with the tough looking little guy. He tossed and turned on the bed for about an hour. Visions of Sanguru’s naked little body were floating through his brain, hardening his cock. He had just reached inside his briefs to stroke it when he heard the floor creak. He looked up to see Sanguru standing by his bed. Her long black hair was hanging down over her shoulders. Dean watched in wonder as her gown floated to the floor. Her naked beauty was even more than he had fantasized.

She put her fingers to his lips.

“Be quiet,” she whispered, “Dorjee is asleep. We don’t want to wake him.”

Dean wasn’t about to argue with that, not with this small tight naked brown body leaning over him. He took one of her small but full breasts into his hand and began sucking on her dark brown nipple. Her hand was in his briefs pumping his hard dick. Her soft skin smelled of patchouli, it was warm and smooth in his hands. She pulled down his underpants and mounted him. With her small brown hand she grasped his thick white cock and guided it to her wet pussy. Dean sighed as her sensational warmth enveloped his erection. She began playing with his pink nipples, making them erect as she fucked him, her finger nails flicked at them sending little rushes of pleasure through his chest to join the pulsating waves of lust surging through his crotch. He grabbed hold of her swaying tits, holding one in each hand as he played with the rubbery nipples.

Sanguru was biting her lower lip to stifle the little groans of pleasure he heard deep in her throat. She was bracing herself with hands on either side of his head as she concentrated on fucking his brains out, her little butt bouncing up and down against his balls as her pussy muscles did magical things to his throbbing cock. He let go his grip on her playful tits and grabbed hold of her fine little ass. Her buttocks were soft but firm, he could feel her muscles working while she fucked him harder and faster. He could hear soft slapping sounds as her light brown flesh pounded against his thrashing white body in the dark room. He was lost in a red haze of fuck lust, thrusting up against the tight Nepal pussy that was jerking his dick as if it had small velvet fingers and, somehow, simultaneously sucking on it as if it was a hot, fragrant mouth. Dean bit his own lip to keep from crying out with pleasure. He had no idea what that little tough guy, Dorjee, would do if he caught him fucking his horny little wife but he imagined it wouldn’t be pleasant.

Dean couldn’t have been more correct. He was just about to cum when he saw Dorjee in the doorframe, pointing an automatic weapon in his direction.

“Out!” the tough little guy yelled.

Sanguru jumped off him but Dean’s orgasm was unstoppable. He gushed wads of hot sperm on his pale belly as the muzzle of the AK-47 pointed toward his balls. Still holding the weapon, Dorjee threw Dean his clothes.

Dean dressed quickly as he stumbled through the house, trying desperately to make the door before the little tough guy decided to start shooting. He was almost crying as he began to run toward the bazaar.

Back inside the house, Dorjee was smiling at his sweaty, naked wife.

“Thank you for your help,” he said, “To try to guide an out of shape idiot like that, even through the foothills, would have been a nightmare. Your services alone are worth the money and more.”

“Did you enjoy the show?” Sanguru asked seductively. She knew he had been watching through a crack in the door. It had excited her.

Dorjee leaned the rifle up against the wall and took her in his strong arms. Sanguru could feel his erection pressing up against her damp crotch. It was going to be an enjoyable evening.

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29 September 06 - 17:11A taste of white meat - porn story 30

Goes without saying that I ain’t using my man’s real name, trashy ass sportswriters would have themselves too much fun dragging his black ass over the coals for some of what I got to say and he don’t need the humiliation of the rest of what I got to say. I’m just gonna call him Hollis, I always wanted me a man named Hollis. Anyhow, he’s basically a good man. It was just that the season was real tough on him this year, the team not playing up to expectations and all and him fighting all them nagging injuries and taking all that flak. If the fool hadn’t taken it all out on me right before leaving for that East Coast swing none of the following shit would have happened. But, he did and it did and even though I got me some regrets about cheating on the man, I certainly did enjoy myself at the time. Got to admit that, straight up.

We were having some landscaping done on the new place we bought in the hills. It was a hot day. I’d already changed into my cute little pink bikini, planning on swimming after Hollis left. Of course, then we got in the argument. Him in his fine blue suit and me nearly nude just screaming at each other. Thank goodness the man had to leave for the airport, before things really got out of hand. I was still steaming about all the shit Hollis had laid on me when I noticed that the landscaping crew was setting up the rose garden in the wrong damn spot. I called out to some little Mexican fella and told him to tell whatever idiot was in charge that I wanted to see him pronto.

I was, sitting on the porch with a tall, strong drink when this muscular young white boy with long blonde hair comes strolling up all tanned and sweaty. He wasn't wearing no shirt which just showed off his fine shiny hairless pecs and six pack of a belly. With his tight, faded jeans looked like a cover boy for some bodice ripper paperback novel. I was half expecting to hear some cultured European accent and fancy sounding words come out of them smooth white lips so it set me back a step when the words came out all backwoods southern honey.

“Excuse me, ma’am, Juan said you wanted to see me?”

His name was Lance and he was the foreman. I invited him into the house to take a look at the drawings I had of the layout. Just looking into his pretty blue eyes and smelling his honest sweat was giving my body a whole different interpretation to the word “layout”. I could tell he was sneaking a peek at my bronze body. I keep myself in good shape for a girl approaching thirty. My 36Cs still ride firm and high, my belly is tight and flat. My long brown legs are smooth and I got me them buns of steel from all my workouts. That little pink bikini didn’t cover much of my sexy brown body and I could tell that white boy was appreciating the view.

When I dug the drawings out of the bottom drawer of the desk, I lingered some to let him get a look at my fine, round ass, wiggling it around a bit as I dug through some other papers. Looking down at the big lump in his jeans, it was obvious that my booty shaking hadn’t gone unnoticed. I sat down on the bed, spread out the drawings and invited him to sit down with me. Leaning over the paper, I gave him a prime view of my impressive cleavage as I pointed out different features on the layout. Much to my surprise, it turned out that he was putting them roses right where the drawing said they should be. I went all apologetic, explaining all the stress I’d been under recently and bringing myself to the verge of tears. When he reached over to comfort me, it was like a surge of electricity ran between us.

Before I knew it I was in his strong arms and we was hugging and kissing to beat the band. With confident hands he undid my bikini top and set my big brown beauties free. His callused white hands caressed them gently as I worked to unbuckle and unzip his jeans. He kicked off his boots while sucking on one of my big black nipples, sending waves of lust down from my boob straight into my pussy. With his jeans and black bikini briefs still down around his ankles he slid down and untied my bikini bottom with his teeth. He smelled of tangy sweat and saltines, his hard white butt was sticking straight up in the air, I could feel his warm breath on curly pubes. Twisting my body round, I sent us over to our sides. With my head down by his feet, I freed up his ankles as he started licking on my hot twat. I moved up his smooth, strong white legs and found his big, pink, uncut cock surrounded by a tuft of ash blonde hairs. The foreskin was red, as was the shiny slit poking out all friendly like. His cunt licking was making me crazy with desire. I gobbled up that pink shaft in between my full ebony lips, inviting half of its erect eight inches into my hot, wet mouth.

We lay there side by side, munching on each other and moaning for several delicious minutes. I liked the feeling of his pink balls bouncing up against my chin as I sucked his white cock and loved the sensational things his tongue was doing both inside and outside my hungry wet cunt. We were writhing on that big bed, lost deep between each other’s strong legs. It was my first taste of white meat and it was fine dining. Our hands were clenching each other’s butts as our hips twisted and turned from our intense oral attentions.

We both decided to come up for air at just about the same time. Lance’s white chin was wet with my love juices and the boy rubbed them on my belly and tits as he slid over to look me in the eye. We locked into another deep kiss, tasting our own flavor in each other’s warm mouth. I spread my long, shapely black legs and felt his hard white cock pressed against my eager pussy. Reaching down, I wrapped my fingers around the shaft and guided him home. He slid slowly inside me, gently moving like he was afraid to hurt me. When he was buried all the way to the hilt and my black pubes were mingled with his blonde ones, I wrapped my legs around his tanned muscular back. It was time to fuck and my hips let him know, right off, that I wasn’t intending to hold anything back. I think he might have been throwed for a second by my hard thrusts but he soon started giving them back, driving his big pink dick into me again and again with powerful strokes that caused my toes to curl. Our thin veneer of humanity had been boiled away by the heat of our passion. We fucked in mad desperation his strong white sweaty body pounding up against my strong, smooth black body, my hard brown ass bouncing up and down on the bed, his pink balls slapping against the crack of my butt ever faster and harder while we groaned and panted loudly. If it was a race, I won it by about a cunt hair.

My legs tightened round his back when the orgasm ripped through my body, spreading waves of liquid heat flowed through my groin and belly and breasts as I cried out long moaning nonsense words. In the midst of my powerful cum I heard Lance begin grunting and felt strong spurts of hot, white sperm ejaculating from his throbbing cock while his hips jerked and twitched. Our bodies quivered together, white on black, sweaty and drained, with post-orgasmic tremors. Hollis had better take care to treat me nice, I could get to liking the taste of white meat.

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29 September 06 - 17:08Alien Seduction - sex story 29 fantasie

Tom was sitting on his porch, drinking a beer, when he saw the strange lights in the sky. They seemed to be in a circle and they blinked blue, yellow and red. They didn’t look like any plane he’d ever seen before. He headed off into his cornfield to get a better look. Walking between the long, straight rows of prime Iowa corn he kept one eye on the sky. It was still there and, if anything, the circle seemed to be getting bigger. Whatever it was seemed to be coming closer to the ground. A white light began glowing in the center. Darned, if it didn’t look some kind of flying saucer, Tom thought. He saw a thick beam of white light and then his world went black.

When he woke up he was lying on a table in a white room. Several ceiling to floor length mirrors reflected back the sterile white. The only thing breaking up the color scheme was his mostly tanned naked body on the table. Staring into one of the mirrors he could see the tan lines from his tee shirt. His legs weren’t as tanned as his arms. He’d been working the farm since he was a boy and, even in his mid thirties, his body was well muscled and his belly was flat. Two things seemed out of place though. He had a small red rash on the right side of his neck and a solid erection sticking out from his brown pubes. For some reason he was horny as hell.

Suddenly he realized that one of the white panels that made up the room was glowing green. He didn’t know why he knew that he was supposed to touch the panel, only that he knew that was what he had to do next. He felt a light vibration through his fingers and watched in amazement as the panel faded away revealing another room. This room was softly lit with a pink glow, a gigantic bed took up most of the floor space. Lying on the massive bed was a small, pretty oriental woman. She was completely naked. A few fingers of her right hand were pressed against her black pubic hair. The other hand was cupping one of her small, firm looking breasts. Tom guessed from her smooth slender body and pretty face that she was in her early twenties. Her lovely almond shaped eyes were staring at his erection and she was smiling a shy smile.

He moved closer to the bed and tried introducing himself.

“My name is Tom,” he said in a quiet voice, hoping he wouldn’t scare her.

She shook her head. Her short black hair tumbling around her lovely face.

“Tom,” he said pointing to his chest.

“Liu,” she said pointing in between her cute, brown nippled breasts. She began to lightly rub her pussy. Tom was now close enough to see that, she too, had a little red circular rash on her neck. Her sparkling slanted eyes were looking at him with lust. His hard cock was throbbing in response. He’d heard about that Viagra stuff and figured somebody or something must have given him and Liu a dose of something like that. When Liu spread out her arms and legs there was no doubt what she wanted him to do. His hard dick and tingling balls informed him that really didn’t have any other choice.

Tom climbed into the gigantic bed and Liu wrapped her slender arms and legs around him. Her body smelled spicy. Her skin felt silky and warm against his. Her little erect nipples were pushing into his chest and she was nibbling gently on his ear lobe. He could feel her pussy hairs brushing against his balls as she ground her crotch up against his. He knew there was no way he was going to be able to resist this horny little oriental woman and, frankly, he didn’t want to resist her. His mouth closed over about half of one of her small breasts, he flicked her nipple with his tongue. She groaned against his ear and moved more vigorously against his groin. His big callused left hand moved down to her tiny butt. He was able to hold the whole thing in one hand. It felt wonderfully smooth and warm squirming against his palm. Liu whispered a few words in a language he didn’t understand while he kneaded her sweet little ass.

Her hand moved down between their bodies. She firmly gripped his hard cock and repeated the words. Tom looked into her cute face and shook his head, trying to let her know he didn’t understand what she was saying. She gave him the universal female look of exasperation and began jerking his excited cock, moving it closer and closer to her pussy until he could finally feel her moist heat in the sensitive head of his dick.

“Oh,” he finally realized, “fuck. You want me to fuck you?”

“Fuck,” she repeated with a smile.

“Anything to please a lady,” Tom murmured as she guided his hard rod into her steaming cunt. She was tight. Tom moved cautiously, afraid he was going to hurt this small but lusty girl. Liu was nowhere near as cautious. Her little hands grabbed his ass cheeks and pushed him down inside her until his cock was buried to the hilt in her sweet, moist warmth. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open as she moaned with pleasure. She began moving under him, Tom rested most of his weight on his knees and picked up her fantastic fucking rhythm, his hand still holding her gyrating ass, his balls swaying beneath the motion of their thrusting groins. As stimulated as they both were, it was a fast and furious fuck. Liu was crying out a series of incoherent words, her little body thrust itself up against him with surprising strength again and again, pushing him to greater heights of incredible lust. Tom began fucking her tight cunt harder and faster, holding her in his hand as his hips bucked and rocked against her pumping groin. Their bodies were slick with sweat. Liu’s smooth oriental body was flushed. She dug her fingernails into Tom’s ass, screaming in passion as her orgasm washed over her body. Tom felt her ass quivering in his hand and her pussy wrap tight around his deeply buried white cock. The powerful sensation in his balls burst into a fireball of lust, he shot wads and wads of hot sperm into her thirsty pussy. Their groins twitched together as orgasmic aftershocks rippled through their joined bodies.

Behind the one way mirror, a group of beings with large heads and small bodies watched with fascination and satisfaction. Their breeding program seemed to be proceeding quite nicely.

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