Welcome to the ultimate destination for authentic Black storytelling, from gripping Nigerian stories and bold African narratives, to sensual Caribbean tales and Black sex stories that push boundaries.
Wanna write for us? Slide into our inbox at:
Follow on Twitter (@DeoluBubble) & Instagram: @deolububble , and just say hi
Subscribe to our Youtube Channel: Youtube.com/DeoluOniranu
Listen to our Audio stories on SoundCloud, Anchor.FM, Spotify
A worn‑out videographer checks into a hotel after a long day filming a business seminar, just wanting sleep. Each time she drifts off, she half‑wakes to the same unnerving scene: the weight of someone on the bed, careful hands undoing her nightgown...
Demo got on his knees, lifted her onto his thick cock, stretching her hole to its limits. She screamed, a mix of pleasure and pain, her body trembling as she was filled from both ends. The sensation was overwhelming, her nerves on fire, every inch...
The scene kicks off with Tunmise and Leah almost naked, looking rough with breasts outside, torn underwears and rough hair. This was not a sex scene; they had to be restrained by concerned people after they had got into a serious brawl. After...
We siddon for under the mango tree, the same tree where we dey always sit that year before I comot, dey plan our future together. Adaeze begin tell me how her mama bin mount pressure ontop her say make she marry Nnamdi. As she just dey talk my whole...
Rhoda moved over to her left hand, swapped her hand with her mouth and grabbed Kes. This time she went right for the deep throat, but again was too uncomfortable for the size of his member. Her eyes were watering, and she was getting a bit sloppy...
Tunmise rode on the stranger’s dick, trying to cure herself of arousal and the pain she felt from finding out that Umar was fucking someone else when she went to his place. The guy she was riding seemed to enjoy her pussy so much that he held her by...
I no go lie, as I dey drive go my village last December, my heart bin dey beat anyhow. Four years I don stay for Lagos, dey hustle, dey make money. Every year, I dey promise myself say I go come back home, go see Adaeze, make i marry her. But work...
With a sudden urgency, Harry pushed her onto the bed, the soft sheets cool against her skin. She landed with a soft gasp, her legs spreading wide as he loomed over her. His eyes raked over her body, taking in the sight of her glistening pussy, her...
She knocked twice and got no response. It was the first time she had approached Leah’s place, and she was not around. She picked up her phone and dialled her school mother’s contact. The first ring went unattended to, but she redialed – she was...
After the whole Detty December and spending e reach time for me to travel back to the city, omo na then everywhere choke. Transport back to Lagos high like say na Russia I dey go from my village. Money wey dey my hand no reach to transport me back...
