1. Gisele's Story


    Date: 7/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Consensual Sex, Female / Girl, Female/Female, Group Sex, Hardcore, Interracial, Job/Place-of-work, Male / Females, Oral Sex, Threesome, Toys, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    remote workers. We went over some paperwork. She explained to me what she did. Fernanda was fairly high up in the company, managing many different projects, photo-shoots, and events for the magazine. Like Devin, she seemed like a smart woman – I could even admit, sexy as well. Finally back at the office, after a month having continuous sex with Fat Rob, his boys, and many of his clients, I found it nice to back doing legitimate intern work. “Hey,” she cornered me after leaving the restroom, before heading home. “Hi,” I said a little startled. “What are you doing tonight?” “I,I don’t know,” I smiled. She leaned in, whispering in my ear, “I’m looking to have fun while I’m here this week. Come out with me and Devin.” “Oh, uh, sure.” Fernanda winked at me, kissed my cheek, causing me to blush and left after giving me her phone number and the address of a club to meet her and Devin at. ***** I smiled getting out of my car, seeing a beautiful Adonis of a black man, standing outside waiting for me. I knew him. “Ulysses!” I ran to his arms. “Hi Gisele,” he smiled, lifting me up. “What are you doing here?” I asked, happy to see the first black man I slept with. “Devin dragged me out here with her and Fernanda,” he said. “Oh, I’m sorry. I’m sure you won’t mind hanging with a few nice white women, though, right?” “Nah. My bro TJ is here,” he said. “TJ?” I asked, wondering if it was the same one Jennifer, the photographer was sleeping with. “Yeah, well half-brother, actually,” he ...
    answered. “I see.” I followed him into the club. There was a dance floor, bar, tables for eating. I noticed all the men were black. Was it a coincidence? I wasn’t sure. My question was answered when I saw only white women, mixed with a few Latina’s – like Fernanda, in the crowd. It wasn’t a coincidence. I even saw a few Elite Magazine employees; including some of the various models I’d witnessed servicing black men during my first week there. I then saw Fernanda and Devin, sitting in a booth, taking turns tongue kissing a bald, huge, black man. Ulysses cleared his throat. “Oh hey,” Devin said, letting him slid in. Fernanda introduced me to TJ. I sat next to Ulysses. The waiter took our order. I struggled to give mine, because I was distracted by Devin and Fernanda rubbing and squeezing a large bulge in TJ’s pants. This would be a wild night. After some chit chat over dinner, the two older women flirting, grabbing, groping at the two black men at our table, Fernanda whispered to TJ. A moment later I followed him through the crowded dance floor after he asked me to dance with him. Looking over my shoulder I saw Devin and Fernanda trading deep kisses with Ulysses at the table. All around me people were lost in their own worlds. To my right, a white woman was grinding against a black man, his hand in her skirt, the other grabbing a breast. To my left a younger, short-haired brunette, who looked somewhat familiar, was dancing with a black man. I wondered if I knew her from school, I ...
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