1. DARK Submission: A Bisexual Journey


    Date: 11/30/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Bi-sexual, Black, Gay, Group Sex, Interracial, Lesbian, Written by women, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 85, Source: sexstories.com

    never going to let her not know that. I got out of the car and opened the door for her. "You look amazing," I complimented, once she reached me. "Thanks, baby, you clean up pretty good yourself," she smiled back. "No seriously," I said, taking her hands in mine, "you are the most beautiful woman I have ever met. You are my destiny." She laughed softly, "Are you quoting Back to the Future to me?" "It is my favourite movie," I replied. "What’s mine?" She asked. "You had me at hello," I responded with the famous line from her favorite movie. She kissed me passionately. "I am surprised you didn't choose show me the money." "And kill this romantic moment," I retorted. "Not to be a killjoy, but we really need to get going. I don't want to be late," she said, clearly anxious about what we were about to do. "Good call," I agreed, and waited until she sat down to get a nice glimpse of her legs before closing the door. Oddly, we drove in silence, both I assume, considering the ramifications of what we were about to do. Once at Troy's parents’ large home, we looked at each other knowing this was the last chance to turn back. Yet, we both knew we had no intention of turning back...we both wanted this, we both needed this and together we would cross another invisible line of propriety. "Ready?" I asked. "Yes, you?" She replied. "Nervous," I admitted. "Me too," she admitted, before adding, "but I am also really excited." "Me too," I concurred. "Let's go," she said, opening her door. I ...
    did too and soon we were walking up the steps of the big house. "Well, here goes everything," I joked, as I pressed the doorbell. Time stood still as we waited, hand in hand, for the door to open, for us to be let in and to continue our journey of black submission. It was a big surprise when it was not Troy, nor Rhianna, that answered the door but their older brother Jamal, in only a pair of shorts. "Hi, Coach," he greeted. I had coached Jamal when he was in high school before he started going to college and playing as a starter his rookie season. "H-h-hi, Jamal," I stammered, my surprise at being face to face with him obvious. Jamal, looked Ashley over, before saying, "Come on in, we’ve been expecting you." The term 'we' sent a chill up my spine at who else may be included in the collective 'we'. I glanced nervously at Ashley who didn't seem as rattled as she squeezed my hand, a sign of reassurance, as she led me inside. Silently we followed Jamal into the house and down the stairs into a large recreational room. Sitting on one couch was Troy, also just in shorts, while on another chair was Rhianna in a bikini that did little to cover her voluptuous breasts. "Hi, Cocksucker," Troy greeted, snapping his fingers and pointing to his crotch. I froze, the greeting in front of his brother adding another level of humiliation to my long list of indiscretions. Jamal laughed as he tugged his shorts down, sat down beside Troy, revealing another glorious, big, juicy black cock and said, ...
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