Blac Women Love Bisexual Men

Rebecca Saint-Preux is a six-foot-tall, sexy Black woman living in the City of Hampton, Georgia. This fine dame hails from the town of Brockton, Massachusetts, and moved there to start her own business, Saint-Preux Motors Limited. Who says that a smart Black woman can't own her own car dealership in the state of Georgia? Rebecca has a bachelor's degree in Communications from Northeastern University, and an MBA from Boston University. This sister is sexy, smart and ambitious. There is absolutely nothing that Rebecca Saint-Preux cannot do.

For a long time, Rebecca Saint-Preux thought that she was going to take corporate America by storm. Just about every Black woman with an MBA has the same dream coming out of college or university nowadays. The sisters have ambition and drive to spare, but they must stop underestimating the powers and nefarious influence of the Old Boys Network. It is everywhere in the United States of America. After working in corporate America for the longest time, Rebecca Saint-Preux got tired of passive aggressive racism, the worst of bullshit a sister can deal with.

After saving up a small fortune estimated in the low millions, Rebecca Saint-Preux bought the failing Madison Motors, one of Georgia's oldest car dealerships, and fixed it. With a new name and a facelift, Rebecca Saint-Preux announced on TV that Saint-Preux Motors Limited was ready and open for business. Tons of Georgians came on opening day and after, causing car sales to skyrocket, much to the owner's delight. Rebecca Saint-Preux became the most famous Black businesswoman in America overnight. Black Enterprise magazine did an article on her, as did Newsweek. This sister is smart, sexy and successful. What is the one thing that Rebecca Saint-Preux does not have?

Love can find people when they least expect it, that's what Rebecca Saint-Preux has come to believe. The town of Hampton, Georgia, is alright but Rebecca missed her hometown of Brockton, Massachusetts. There's a lot more Black folks in Brockton than there will ever be in lily-White Hampton, Georgia. One of Rebecca's new neighbors in the upscale Robert E. Lee Lane area of Hampton is Maher Camara, a tall, handsome Black Muslim gentleman originally from the nation of Senegal in West Africa.

Upon meeting Maher, Rebecca Saint-Preux was struck by the resemblance between the tall African Muslim brother and the actor who played Raze the werewolf in the Underworld movie series. Maher was not at all what Rebecca expected, in more ways than one. Maher is openly Bisexual, and raising his daughters Malika and Yasmin after the death of his wife Amira. Maher had a male lover named Joseph Moore, a young black man from Marietta, but the dude split since family life isn't his thing. A lot of Black women are saddened and even angry when they find out that a tall, handsome and masculine Black man whom they find attractive is less than Heterosexual. The sisters need to start realizing that male Bisexuality isn't a character flaw. Bisexual brothers need love too, and most of them prefer Black women...

Rebecca Saint-Preux struck a friendship with Maher since he seemed like a cool guy and they were the only Black folks on Robert E. Lee Lane. After checking Maher out online, Rebecca was quite impressed. The Senegalese American Muslim brother had a Criminology degree from Carleton University in the City of Ottawa, Canada, and a Law degree from Emory University. Maher runs a small law firm in the City of Atlanta with his buddy Charles Fulton, and they're actually quite successful in the field of family law.

Whenever Rebecca ran into Maher, whether he was alone or with his daughters, he was always polite and friendly to her. Rebecca, still reeling from her divorce from a middle-aged White dude named Robertson Lancaster, found herself quite intrigued by Maher Camara, a masculine Black man who happened to be a Muslim, and a family man, and yet swung both ways. Rebecca did not think that men like Maher existed, the brother had to be a unicorn...

"My daughters are spending the weekend at their grandmother's, I am so bored," Maher told Rebecca one Friday night. They were talking on the phone, discussing what life is like in the state of Georgia for Black professionals. A lot of people look at Atlanta, with its vibrant African American community and liberal politics, and think it represents the entire state of Georgia. Maher, who has been living in Georgia for ten years, definitely knows it isn't that simple. Racism is alive and well in Georgia, and the town of Hampton is no exception...

"Hmm, well, Maher, my friend, perhaps you should come over," Rebecca suggested, and Maher happily acquiesced. Twenty minutes later, when Maher showed up at Rebecca's door wearing a dark blue Thawb, the type of outfit that many Muslim men wear on Fridays. Earlier that day, Maher, who is an observant Muslim in spite of his Bisexuality, had gone to the mosque. When Maher arrived at Rebecca's place, he thought they'd watch TV, eat food and hang out like they had done many times in the past. The tall African American divorcee had other plans for her favorite Senegalese American widower...

"Oh my," Maher said as Rebecca Saint-Preux greeted him at her door in a crimson negligee that revealed her curvy, dark-skinned body. Maher has slept with many women and quite a few men during his forty years upon this earth, but he hadn't been with a woman since his wife Yasmin passed away two years ago. During that time, Maher's sole sexual outlet had been Joseph, a tall, handsome and ever-horny brother whom he met at the supermarket. Maher had almost forgotten how sexy some women could be, and Rebecca was more than happy to remind him of what he'd been missing...

"Come on inside," Rebecca said to Maher, and he smiled and nodded. Rebecca looked at him, and smiled, for she could tell he was nervous. Maher was mighty fine and a lot of ladies in Hampton wanted some of that, but his Bisexuality was a turn-off for them. Well, Rebecca found the brother charming and felt some chemistry between the two of them. Maybe Maher was just what she needed to get over her ex-husband. Rebecca was horny, and willing to take chances...

"You look lovely," Maher said, and that's when Rebecca kissed him. Maher kissed her back, gently, almost tentatively. This was his first time kissing a woman since his wife Amira passed away. Growing up in the City of Rufisque, Senegal, Maher felt conflicted because he had sexual feelings for both women and men. Maher would notice the big-booty girls, but he also noticed the handsome fellas with nice abs, something which distressed him. Maher basically hated himself, until he met Amira, his future bride, who accepted him the way he was...

"Maher, I want you so bad," Rebecca said, and she pressed her body against his. Maher felt a stir of desire deep inside as Rebecca kissed him. Those dangerous curves of hers were calling to him. Maher pulled Rebecca into his arms and felt her up. Hot damn, the tall African American gal had one hell of a booty and truth be told, Maher wanted some of that. Still, Maher hesitated, because, in his experience with Black American women, they could accept a murderer, a racist, a sociopath or even a stone-cold monster, but never a Black man who swings both ways. Maher had to be careful with them Black American ladies, for real...

"Rebecca, I want you, but you know that I'm Bisexual, right?" Maher asked gently. Rebecca looked at him and paused. What the fuck was Maher talking about? Didn't the tall Muslim brother from Senegal want a piece of her? Rebecca caught Maher looking at her thick ass many times, especially when she went out jogging past his house. Was Maher still stuck on his dead wife Amira? Did he still have feelings for his ex-boyfriend Joseph? Too many damn questions for a horny sister like Rebecca to ponder...

"Maher, I don't care if you're bi, do you want me or not?" Rebecca asked pointedly. She locked eyes with Maher. Time for Mr. Senegal to man up and take the pussy, or run away scared like a punk. Maher looked at Rebecca and did something most unexpected. He grabbed her ass and squeezed them cheeks real hard. As Rebecca gasped in surprise, Maher kissed her passionately. Time for the African American Amazon to experience the sexual powers of a strong Senegalese man...

"I want you," Maher told Rebecca, and then he picked her up and carried her to the sofa. Rebecca grinned as Maher knelt before her and spread her thick dark thighs. The Senegalese Muslim stud buried his face between Rebecca's thighs and began eating her pussy. Rebecca exhaled sharply as Maher got to work eating her pussy. She hadn't had that in a while. As Maher sucked on her clit and fingered her wet, hairy pussy, Rebecca sighed happily and closed her eyes. Maher ate that pussy like a real man should, much to Rebecca's sheer delight...

"Oh, Maher, please don't stop," Rebecca said softly, and she licked her lips, rubbing her erect nipples while Maher ate her out. For a man who swings both ways, and probably fucks male asses or worse, lets other men fuck his ass, Maher seemed to know his way around a vagina, something which surprised Rebecca. Maher worked Rebecca over, sucking on her clit and fingering her pussy until she cried out, on the verge of orgasm. Maher grinned and took Rebecca to the edge, and when she finally came, he tasted her girly cum. Hot and yummy, just the way Maher remembered the ladies tasting...

Afterwards, Maher and Rebecca continued with their fun. Given the way Maher made her cum, something her ex-husband Lancaster rarely achieved, Rebecca was determined to show him what he'd been missing. The Bisexual African widower was about to be shown how good Black American women are when it comes to sucking dick. Rebecca sat Maher down, got on her knees and grabbed his dick. With a sexy wink, Rebecca took Maher's dick into her mouth.

"Oh damn," Maher said, groaning in pleasure as Rebecca sucked him off. Truth be told, Maher hadn't had his dick sucked in a while. Maher's late wife Amira was quite conservative, and not fond of dick sucking. As for Maher's former boyfriend Joseph, he was a total top. Whenever they had sex, Joseph would let Maher suck his big ole dick but wouldn't reciprocate. Maher definitely loved having Joseph's big dick up his ass and could ride him for hours, but otherwise their sex was quite one-sided. As Rebecca fellated Maher, she got the idea of fingering his ass. Hmm, most straight Black men don't like that stuff, but maybe a Bisexual Black man might...

"Hmm, I see you like that," Rebecca paused to say, and she noticed that Maher's dick got harder as she fingered his ass while sucking his dick. After getting Maher hard as a rock, Rebecca put a condom on his dick and got on all fours. Grinning wickedly, Rebecca shook her big Black ass for Maher. The brother seemed to hesitate. He just sat there, stroking his dick. Did the Senegalese Muslim switch-hitter need a neon sign to tell him to come fuck a horny sister?

"Your ass is amazing," Maher said, and he smiled as he caressed Rebecca's thick ass, then playfully smacked it. Rebecca smiled as Maher came up behind her. He rubbed his hard dick against her big butt and entered her with a swift thrust. Rebecca sighed happily as Maher's big African dick filled her pussy. Maher gripped Rebecca by the hips and leaned into her, thrusting his big dick into her. No more Mister Nice Guy, the Senegalese stud began fucking the hell out of his favorite African American Amazon. Time to show the Black American gal who's the damn boss, in the most fun way possible...

"Oh yes, fuck me," Rebecca squealed, and she arched her back while grinding her big ass against Maher's groin, driving his dick deeper into her pussy. Maher fucked her silly, slamming his dick like there was no tomorrow. Maher hadn't fucked a tight, juicy hole in ages, though to be perfectly fair, he's had hard dicks up his ass. Rebecca's pussy gripped Maher tightly, and he melted into her, savoring every moment of the experience. Hot damn, Maher isn't about to give up the fellas but dammit, Rebecca's pussy felt awesome! Maybe he should visit her more often for some quick, fun sex?

"Hmm, what a wonderful evening," Maher said as he lay in bed with Rebecca, after some stupendous sex. Rebecca grinned and kissed her new lover tenderly. The tall African American gal was still aglow from Maher beating up her pussy. Rebecca had serious doubts about Maher's masculinity and sexual prowess, but dammit, the brother with the dick of death put her doubts to rest. Hmm, maybe a relationship between a certain diva and an unorthodox family man just might work. Food for thought. Rolling on top of Maher, Rebecca straddled him and demanded an encore. Smiling, Maher was more than happy to oblige her. It's always fun to try new things, or revisit old pleasures...