Black Ssbbw Novels & Stories

With a hard push from Cristiano, Siena’s dress slid down her body in a silken whisper, pooling at her feet and leaving her in nothing but a black bra and matching panties. He sucked in a sharp breath. No matter what color she wore, she always managed to enchant him in a way that burned through his veins.

he demanded, his voice laced with anger. Sabrina's face broke into a grin, but to my shock, she transformed into an unfamiliar woman. She was striking, with black eyeliner accentuating her midnight-black eyes and black lipstick on her lips. Her white hair cascaded like snow, and she wore a black corset dress that added to her enigmatic allure. Her sharp, black nails gleamed menacingly.

CHAPTER 28 A slight frown appeared on Tammie's face as a shiver ran down her spine. She took slow strides towards Sandros and stared at him, her sharp gaze piercing through his skin, “I am Mrs Blackwood.” she replied, her voice soft, but strong. Sandros' appearance was intimidating, but Tammie wasn't weak as well. Both of them stared at each other for a few more seconds before Tammie asked, “Have I met you somewhere?”

she added smoothly. "Oh wow, I like that," the bartender chuckled before turning away to prepare the drinks. I turned to her, slightly dazed, my mind clouded by both alcohol and curiosity. "So, is that your favorite drink?" "No," she replied, tilting her head with a knowing smirk. "I prefer SB," she continued, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on the counter. I took a deep breath, trying to shake off the light buzz in my head. "What's that?" She chuckled softly, leaning in as if sharing a secret. "Sex on the Beach, duh..."

𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘙𝘢𝘫𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘦𝘺𝘦, 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘢�

Vera, Lian, and Cass were already picking up gowns for the party later tonight. It was only now sinking in that he sent us shopping for the party. “Black or red?” Lian asked. “Something elegant,” Cass said. “It’s a birthday party, and you’re the one with him. We’re not going to be simple here. We have our banker.” Banker? Seriously? I just laughed. I sat down on a small couch for a moment, still holding the platinum card. Why does this feel like more than work? I closed my eyes for a second and took a deep breath, trying to calm my heart.

But it was Ever and Sierra who were conversing below it. Sierra was holding a glass while clutching Ever's hand; she appeared to be sipping alcohol and moving like she was in a circus due to her body movements. Sierra was dressed in a provocative black sleeveless dress that was very tight to her figure, whereas Ever was dressed casually in tees and trousers. I'm not sure why, but I became irritated because I couldn't figure out who Sierra's version was in the video and I don’t understand why they are very close to each other in the dim area of Spencer’s house. She appears so different that even when it's a little dim in their direction, I can tell she's not who she is. The Sierra I know does

“I’m sorry about your aunt. Look—” “Hey! Where are my manners. Want a drink, man? Quick fuck? This here is Tish.” The blonde was sitting on the edge of the sofa bed, slender legs crossed. She waved. “And this one’s Maria.” Tommy slapped the dark-haired girl’s bare ass and she raised up, smiling. She was large-breasted with cocoa skin, he saw, and plenty of curves to go around. “Have to pay upfront, is all.” Truitt drank. “Tish there can be your Michelle if you want but this one’s mine. Maria is my Kyoko, and she’s all mine. Right, babes?”

I thought to myself as the woman, Sabrina Milano, walked down the stairs, her hips swaying provocatively with each step. Axton and I climbed out of the car as Sabrina came to stand in front of me and I realized that from up close, she looked even more gorgeous. She had dark, almost black hair that reached her waist in loose waves. Her face was a pretty heart shape and her skin was creamy white with a hint of tan. She was wearing an off-shoulder black figure-hugging dress in black that reached to a few inches above her knees and had two bows on either shoulder as a décor, but something told me…those bows were the only thing holding her dress together.

Brooke's pov The last person I expected to see walked in making me gasp loud, "Sandy!" I asked shocked. She was dressed in black leather pants, a black crop top, and combat boots with a black leather jacket. Her hair was in a high ponytail. She smirked at us as she walked towards Payton. "Unlock her," Sandy demands as she dragged her long fingers across her face. Alex hesitates for a second, "are you fucking death?" Sandy asked again.