#reader submission
A sweet submission from a reader - gratefully received, thankyou sir! Featuring some quite splendid neckties, especially that smashing patterned article on the right! I wonder what he’s holding, it looks too thin to be a book, a card or leaflet perhaps…I cannot curb my curiosity for lost details we shall never know!
[edit]What the..? It appears to say I have submitted this to myself, from my other Tumblr. I assure you that is not the case, and regret that I did not save the name of the kind gent who really sent it my way.
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Experience REAL Black erotica. What makes this scene different is that the man and woman are graced with the kisses of warm, rich hues of ebony upon their skin. It was their ancestors who survived the horrific Middle Passage, shackled and chained like livestock, whose sweat, blood, and tears moistened the soil that made this nation what it is, and who survived dehumanizing slavery so that their descendents could live and thrive and love. And love they do, but it’s not a rushed, clichéd formulaic love, it’s tender, purposed, sensual, and it’s soulful. It’s Sensu-Soul.
She emerged from the bathroom in her bra and the thigh high fishnets she had packed in her purse for the occasion. He was still seated in the arm chair in the corner of the room, watching. Her body looked much more exciting to him than it had before as she stood there, bra holding her full breasts at attention, exposed midsection, freshly waxed pussy, and thick chocolate thighs peeking through the holes in her fishnets.
“I didn’t ask you to get dressed. Come here”. The words walked right up her spine and pushed her towards his chair.
She slowly walked toward him, making sure to put that extra sway in her hips so he could enjoy the view.She reached where he was sitting and stood in front of him, half showing off and half nervous as to what would happen next. She knew that his arousal had been piqued but the fact that his face made no effort to show how much drove her wild. He just sat there, silent, with his eyes roaming her body devilishly.
He stood up and put his arms around her. His hands roamed the contours of her flesh until they reached her butt. Once there, he used both hands to grip and feel her ass fill the spaces between his fingers and pull her close while running his tongue and lips across her collarbone. Her legs began to tremble as he unclasped her bra with one hand and let her full breasts free. Her mahogany nipples were swollen and tingling. He then placed his hands on her shoulders and turned her to face the bed.
SMACK!
She gasped and a moaning whimper escaped her as the fire on her left asscheek began to spread. Simultaneously, her levees broke and she was gushing instantly. From behind, he reached around and began to gently rub her clit and dip his finger into her warmth.
SMACK!
He warmed the other cheek with his hand and could now feel her hot, wetness beginning to cover his hand. He alternated rubbing her clit and gliding his fingers in and out of her as she begun to moan more loudly and gyrate her plush ass over the bulge rubbing that she felt against her. He working his spell as her body was working its way to climax when he abruptly stopped….
“Not yet.”
She was slightly exasperated as the crescendo that had built up now began to subside. He picked up the passion belt from the bed, secured it to her waist, and gently secured her wrists in their restraints.
“Lay down.”
He saw the apprehension on her face as she lowered herself on the bed.
“Relax. I got y-” Was the last thing she heard him say as he placed the earplugs in her ears.
There was a slight smirk on his face as the sleep mask slid over her eyes, plunging her into..
DARK.
Dark.
She was taken aback when she entered the room. She knew he would be there, but didn’t expect him to be sitting in near darkness waiting for you. His email said for her to meet him at that hotel she showed him a time before. The messenger delivered the room key to your office with his note attached.
“7:00. Do not be late.”
She felt her heartbeat begin to thump between her thighs as her mind swam through the haze of their previous experiences. Her focus since thenhad been completely abducted and she almost sleepwalked through the rest of her day only now returning to cognizance by the sight of him, sitting, face half shadowed by the dim lamp that hung in the corner of the room.
“Come in. Close the door.” He said calmly.
As long as she had known him, he never demanded or even rose his voice. Instead, she found that when he talked to her his voice would pluck at all her strings like an upright bass player. He knew how to make her body play his song.
“What’s going on?” She asked curiously, noticing that on the bed there was a black sleep mask, earplugs, and passion belt laying on the bed.
“Shower’s running. Don’t let it get cold."
"O-Ok” She said. The puddle that had begun to form in her panties quickly rendered them completely useless now. As she crossed the room past where he was sitting, she could feel his eyes exploring her body. She wore her grey wool slacks, heels, and dress shirt because she knew what he liked to see her in.
As she undressed in the bathroom, she ran a finger over her inner thigh which was slick with her juices. She pleasured herself in the shower as her mind was trying to figure out what her fate would be tonight….
Bare In The Wild! From A Reader
Much love, many naked hugs and much appreciation to reader Byron Angel for sending this photo. It isn’t a self-picture but one he’s seen around. Truly this image epitomizes the idea of Nude Pride!
Byron labeled this picture “Noboxers3.” I re-named it “Bare In The Wild.” No matter, I’m grateful for his sending it to me to share here. It’s a great way to start another work-week regardless of what…
Well since I seem to have touched a nerve….
Great shot.
…..that didn’t mean you could stop! :P
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Bending over a little more…
Each one is better than the last. What a cute little bottom you have.
I can’t wait for the next one.
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Thankyou have another one for you :)
Nice. Even better than the last.
“Please, may we have some more?”
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Thanks for such a nice compliment! I’m glad I clear the cute enough by miles!! Giggle. Here is another of me for you to share with all your many followers. Kisses!
Oh yes, Miles.
Thanks for the submission!
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I just love your blog. I am a crossdresser/tv and yes this is really a photo of me taken not long ago. :-) I hope it fits your taste. If you like it I will submit more for you to enjoy and share. Like most gurls I am a horrible show off! And like you I think cd/tv are much more sexy than ts. Is there anything so hot as a gurl who used to be a man? I don’t think so! Kisses, Jenn
I VERY MUCH like. You clear the “cute enough” bar by miles.
I don’t like turning people away but let’s get real. Does anyone look forward to seeing a hairy guy in panties? It’s also an insult to all the Gurls who work so hard trying to look even MORE ladylike.
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