Wandering & Wondering

black erotica

  • Perfection

    RespectfullyDisrespect meForce me to all fours and call me a cum slut and how much you love cumming all over my facePush my back down to arch my ass higher while you tell me what a good little whore I am and how good I take your dickTell me how much you love how wet

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  • Reunion

    It had been more than 20 years since they had laid eyes on each other in person. But thanks to the magic of social media, and their shared “friend status” all of the major highlights of each other’s lives had been shared and it felt like they never lost touch. He replied to one of

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  • Yearnings

    I want to Ink my name across your lips Imprint my love across your chest Transcribe my soul across your dick  

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  • Lose Control

    I hope this evokes something for you He saw her in a light blue summer dress that was modest enough in this heat and thought “I love her smile” but never thought beyond that. After all, they were both in yet a third country neither one of them lived in (because flights were a typical

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  • The Neighbors

    The scent was always the same. If she preparing a seduction for him, she sprayed herself with this indescribable perfume. It had citrus and musk and wafted through the vent to my condo. If it was spontaneous, I usually heard a deep bass whispering in Kreole although I never knew what his words meant. To

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  • Watching

    He had game so stealth, the Pentagon needed to hire him for a defense contract. Somehow before she knew it, he had her number in his phone and not too much longer thereafter, his tongue down her throat. And just like any surprise attack, she was not prepared. She normally could sum up men with

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  • Down the hole

    His mind worked like no other she had seen before. For years, conversations flowed from discussions of existentialism in one breath to Dr. Seuss in the next. His love notes were Wikipedia articles on math theorems because he knew how much she loved reading them. She was the poet and he was the thinker. A

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  • Forbidden

    The first time I saw you, I knew I was with the wrong friend. Your smile set my pussy on fire.  The smile that was so rare, it was always radiant. And yet, it was too complicated, too messy to be with you Despite all the time I spent alone with you. Despite the fantasy

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  • Watercolors

    It was the rhythm of our city that the outsiders could never understand. The chocolate city was home to the original quiet storm and we both remembered nights of listening to melvin lindsey. you preferred the ibex, but i loved to shake it in the black hole but we both could never resist the conga

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  • Essay #3

    What is the most significant non-academic disappointment you have experienced? How did you handle the situation, and what have you learned from it? (450-word limit) I met him early on in college. I always thought he was sexy, but somehow we ended up as friends. We would laugh and joke about professors, politics and the

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