All Comments on 'Under black blanket Pt.04'

by nadiaden

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julie_van01julie_van01over 5 years ago
Under the blanket

Thought you did an excellent job of conveying the story using your drawings and as few words as necessary. Just wondering if you're planning on creating any longer stories along similar lines, or if this is the extent of you work for now?

nadiadennadiadenover 5 years agoAuthor
Thanks for attention

Thanks for attention. Now I am publishing a long story and I don’t know when I will return to Art. But on the other hand, I have a plot that can become a long history of multiple orgasms and not only between a man and a woman.

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 5 years ago
Love this series

Not sure how you can do better.

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 5 years ago
Time

Love the innocent white woman confused,not knowing what to do as she is forced to submit at work again and again by the aggressive young black. To lay back as he abuses her, raping her, leaving her sore and exhausted from forcing her to orgasm against her will until she find herself we’re from thinking about what he makes her do. It’s only a matter of time until she accepts her role and when he brings a friend she opens her mouth and legs, being pulled deeper into the pit of perversion. Knowing she will always be the whore for blackcock they turned her into.

AnonymousAnonymousabout 4 years ago
Black God

Black Cock is now her God

AnonymousAnonymousover 3 years ago
Right

Waiting, kneeling with her soft white body surrendered, her cradle of life wet, waiting to to used, welcoming the spear of the devil piercing deep into her, till it seemingly penetrates her heart and brain leaving her helpless to resist the drug injected deep in her, one searing pulse after another. Unable to stop the excitement her soft white body craves now that can only come from one place.

AnonymousAnonymousover 3 years ago
Further

As she walked into the room the white wife failed to see the second Blackman sitting in a chair in the corner. As she stood staring at her rapist she sensed movement behind her and felt a hand forcing her head flat on the bed pinning her. As she felt the sting of the needle and the warm flush sallow her she heard strange voices come in thru the door and laughter as a moan was forced from her by what she had come for.

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Yes, I understand that some of my thoughts will cause a condemnation of others. But these are my thoughts and my feelings. Yes, I get excited about interracial sex and I get excited by black men. The contrast between black and white is the pinnacle of sexuality .... or black i...