Blac on Blac Pegging : Love & War

Lying on my back with my legs in the air, my mouth filled with drool, I am finally where I've known all along I was definitely born to be. Stroking my short but thick Black cock with one hand while pumping a strap-on dildo up my ass with the other, that's my lady Evelyn Nestor Adejola. And she is fucking me with that strap-on dildo like she was born with it. What kind of guy is this? I know that's what you're probably wondering. Well, I'm the kind of guy who gets off on female domination. Most specifically Black female domination. Although you'd never guess that by looking at me.

Ladies and gentlemen, I can honestly say that I'm living proof that looks can be deceiving. My name is Stefano Duchene and I approve this message. I'm a big and tall Black man who looks like he should be knocking dudes down on the Football field. I was a fearsome force as a Soccer player in my hometown of Cap-Haitien in the Republic of Haiti, a long time ago. Now I'm just a kinky guy who pushes the envelope emotionally, intellectually and sensually with a very willing lady.

I recently admitted to myself that I've got a thing for bossy Black women and they don't get any bossier than Evelyn Nestor Adejola of Kano City in the Republic of Nigeria. When we first met at Carleton University in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, to say that we clashed would be an understatement. Seriously. However, surprising everyone who knows anything about the two of us, we somehow bonded. We can't spend more than a few minutes around each other without arguing but still, there's something that glues us together.

For starters, Evelyn is one of a few Black women I can actually be myself around. I consider myself bisexual, even though I've never had sex with another man. I feel attracted to both women and men, though I definitely prefer women. I could never see myself living with a guy. I guess I'm technically bi-curious. A lot of women, especially Black women, would flip out if their man told them he was not exactly one hundred percent straight. Evelyn has always been okay with this side of me. More okay with it than I've been. First she dragged the truth out of me, then she accepted it. See? One of many reasons why I love my lady. Too bad we just can't get along.

Well, as you can tell, we get along in the bedroom. In there, my lady Evelyn is wickedly creative and adventurous. Tonight, she offered me a special little treat. When I showed up at my apartment in the Vanier sector of Ottawa, I found the place darkened. Curtains were drawn tightly over the windows, and the only light in the place was provided by candles. I was surprised, to say the least. I found Evelyn sitting on my king-sized bed, clad only in a White bra and matching panties which contrasted with her dark brown skin. Evelyn smiled wickedly like only she could, and gestured for me to come to her.

I smiled smugly, not believing my luck. I walked up to Evelyn, feeling my excitement grow by the minute. Clearly I was going to get laid that afternoon. As soon as I got close, Evelyn stood up and pressed her sexy body against me. I tried to kiss her but she shook her head, dancing away just out of reach. I reached for her sexy ass. My lady is tall and slender, with a firm body. Her ass isn't huge but I love it just the way it is. Nice and round. I love everything about my Evelyn. From her feisty Nigerian temper to her sharp mind, her fine body, her neatly braided hair and her full lips. I love her soulful dark brown eyes which can look tender and flash with anger from one moment to the next, always without warning.

Speaking of without warning, Evelyn suddenly smacked me hard across the face. I stood there, bristling. It kind of stings, you know? Evelyn smiled, and then pushed me on the bed. Is she mad or she is happy? Is she playing around or is she serious? Even after knowing each other for a while, I can never tell with her. Evelyn kissed me full and deep, then proceeded to undress me. Off came my crimson and ebony Carleton University Ravens T-shirt, then my dark blue sweatpants. Evelyn made a remark about my not wearing socks, and I rolled my eyes. She wouldn't be Evelyn if she didn't complain about something.

Naked, I felt a bit self-conscious. I'm a bit chubby, even though it looks okay on my six-foot-two frame. Evelyn didn't seem to mind. She kissed me all over, tugging on my chest hairs and actually pulling some of them off. I gasped in pain and she laughed. Then she took my hands and tied them to the bed posts, then did the same thing to my legs. I watched as she positioned herself between my legs, and rested her face between my thighs. Inches from my aching manhood. I was hard as hell, and my dick was demanding some attention. Being a meanie and a tease, Evelyn ignored it.

I looked at her, and my eyes begged her to do something about my hard, aching dick which badly needed some female attention. Preferably in manual or oral form. Evelyn smiled, told me I was pathetic, then fell silent as she took my dick in her mouth. I watched as she sucked me off, and I sighed in pleasure. Evelyn stopped sucking me for a moment, told me to quit looking at her, then went back to the business at hand. Or is it the business at mouth? I closed my eyes, trying to relax while my lady went to work on me. It's never a good idea to argue with a woman, especially if she's literally holding onto your manhood. I just closed my eyes, relaxed and enjoyed. I loved the way she licked my foreskin, and fondled my balls while sucking me off. Hmmm.

Abruptly, Evelyn stood. I opened my eyes, and started to protest. With an imperious look, she glared at me and I fell silent. Evelyn told me she had a surprise for me. She pulled something out of her bag. My eyes widened when I saw what it was. A strap-on dildo! Evelyn dangled the shiny black sex toy in front of me, then firmly strapped it on. She told me to get ready to get fucked. I nodded, feeling both scared and excited. Evelyn smiled wickedly while spreading my ass cheeks. She took a bottle from the nightstand and sprayed something wet and cold against my ass. Then she pressed the tip of the dildo against my ass. Any last words? Evelyn grimaced. I shook my head. Smiling, she held my legs in the air and pushed the dildo into my ass.

That's about when you folks came in, right? At the start of the story, I was on my back, and Evelyn was having her way with me. And that she did. My sexy bossy Nigerian lady shoved the dildo into my ass with a vengeance. She was gentle at first but I assured her that I could take it. I've been playing with my own ass ( always solo) for years. I screamed while getting fucked, mainly because it hurt, but it also felt kind of good. Evelyn really let me have it, pounding my ass and violating me like I'm parole! And you know what? I'd be lying if I said I didn't absolutely love it! I found myself begging her for more. And she gave it to me good, until I begged her to stop. Why did I do that? Well, because I honestly felt like my ass was on fire!

Later, I lay in bed next to Evelyn, trying to catch my breath. This was the most intense sexual experience of my twenty five years on this planet. It was an amazing experience. I looked at Evelyn, and there was so much I wanted to say. I wanted to hold her in my arms and thank her. I wanted to discuss my fantasies, and hers. I wanted to tell her what she meant to me. However, before I could do any of the above, she stood up, wished me goodnight, then left. I watched as she walked away, dark brown overcoat over purple pants and boots. A look only she could pull off. I care for this woman. I hope/pray she cares for me. But we don't get along. We clash constantly. Still, I can't quit her. There's something there...If I could figure out why she does what she does and what makes her what she is, I wouldn't be a man, I'd be God. And she wouldn't be Evelyn. So I just accept her for who and what she is, and treasure whatever it is we have. For now. Good night.