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Emily was in her mid 30s, taller than average, and slender. She had toned arms, long, strong legs from running, and a firm butt from playing college soccer. She was pretty and outgoing with a warm smile. She'd been happily married about a decade and had two kids.
She loved her work, but she hated the networking that came along with it. As an aspiring partner at her firm, she found herself having to put in several hours a month at work-sponsored evening social events, which kept her away from her family....

Sitting in the living room of my apartment, drinking beer and barely paying attention to what was developing on the TV, with a hard-on imagining what was happening in the bedroom, I looked at the clock.
They had been there for about an hour. My wife Bessie with Jamiel, her new black bull, with whom she had been having an affair for six months....

Black Man x white girl : New body, new life
I dedicate this story to anyone who sometimes feels like their soul doesn't match their body. I know I'm endowed by men, so I'm gay.
However, for many years I was harassed due to the fact that my mentality, my physique and my mannerisms did not correspond to the masculine gender, to the idea that one has of a named. Social, family, school pressure, the judgment of others pushed me to become someone else, to force me to try somehow to try to be masculine. But...

"Shorty's Good-Bye"
I'm talking with Ben the cop in front of our house. He's telling me about Shorty: "He only served 6 of 10 by copping a plea. He took a lead pipe and beat a man to death in some alley." Ben is just looking at me. The message is clear. Cut ties with this maniac.
I tell my wife, and she wholeheartedly agrees. My boss is okay. But no more Shorty....

When I woke, the room was still. No sunlight, just streetlamps washing faint amber through the curtain's edge. My thighs were sticky, my body sore, and the bedsheets beneath me damp and twisted with proof. Of what I'd done. Of what he'd given.
Mr Duncan was still there. On his back, one arm beneath his head, the other resting casually against my hip, like he was claiming it even in sleep. I stared at the ceiling. I didn't feel ruined. I felt alive. My cunt ached, my throat was raw, and yet all I wanted w...

The next day I told Jalen about the conversation I had with David the night before and we both had a good laugh about it. Damn, we were sadistic. The next time we were in bed after sex, I had an idea that I thought Jalen might be down for.
"What do you think about a threesome?" I queried. Jalen was like,...

Chapter 5 - Building a Foundation
As the sun rose the next morning, the sliver of light that peeked through my curtains awoke me. I moaned and stretched as I turned over to an empty bed. As my eyes adjusted, I realized Chris wasn't in my bed anymore. I popped up and scanned the space to see if there was any trace of him. Luckily, I heard the toilet flush, causing a wave of relief to wash over me. He opens the door and strolls into my room. I stared at him and admired this man that just rocked my world fo...

This is the first of a string of stories and series, both loosely and tightly connected together and all dealing with strong Asian women who are or end up in control of their own sexuality and sexual needs. It will also be an unapologetic stream of filth with some extreme fetishes and the constant fetishization of race....

All characters in this story are over the age of 18.
Emilio Aguilar escaped from a Cuban fishing boat. The boat was mysteriously misdirected to a far north point in the Gulf of Mexico. Through an underground network, it had been arranged for a fishing vessel out of Gulfport, Mississippi to pick him up from the warm waters of the gulf. He was dragged aboard by a distant cousin of one of the owners of the fishing boat....

Chapter III- My Husband is a Cuckold and Doesn't Know it
The last time I wrote I told of the last time my husband David and I had sex. I had just gotten home from my boyfriend's house, and came home full of my boyfriend's cum. My husband doesn't know that I have been cheating on him for a couple of months now, and when he went down on me he unknowingly ate a big creampie from another man. Somehow he didn't seem to notice and therefore I was not confronted by what I had brought home in my panties. I still...

Isobel Denver closed her eyes. Her face was a picture of concentration and her body tensed as she felt a wave of desire move through her. Her breathing was audible as her hand moved fast. Pleasing herself with her new black sex-toy.
It was a repeat of the events of the previous night and that was no coincidence. On the screen of her lap-top was the now familiar image of a dark hand. The proof that 'Sir' was present and watching her. Isobel had never lived a wild life, at least until the last couple of we...

Wedding Canceled
Chapter Two
He was lying beside me doing some small talk, and I was surprised by how much he knew about me and my wedding plans. As he talked, he took one finger, playing and teasing my nipple on one boob, so needless to say he had the nipple aroused and hard. Then he leaned over and suck it into his mouth, sucking as if milk was coming out. When he stopped and looked up at me, he said, "Yes, my baby is going to love sucking on that," and then he leaned up and shoved his tongue into m...

As girl-time moved Victoria and Bella into Zach's bedroom, also a master suite, Zach quickly followed me into 'the' master suite. I was already lying down, head on the pillows bathrobe tossed, and in walks that young Black adonis bathrobe open his pride and joy at nearly full mast. What a kid, a wonderful son who truly could do no wrong. I flipped back the sheet and welcomed him saying, "Toss that bathrobe and come here next to me, I want to say hello and enjoy your presence." We hugged and I took hold of t...

I was twenty six when a returned from the service and I ran head long into this very pretty young lady. Very perky pretty young breasts. Flat belly and tight slacks that pull down into a great camel toe. We chatted and hit it off. We dated and it seemed to be working really well. She was just eighteen years old but in a few months I ask and she said yes. We were married on May 6th. My cock had found a home in her vagina....

Wedding Cancelled
My name is Judy and I'm twenty-one, five-foot-seven-inches tall, I weigh one-hundred-thirty-pounds, and I have a 38c chest. I dated my boyfriend for three years and over the years we had a lot of sex. But now, we are both working and have a good life, so, we decided it was time to get married and start a family....

This can be read and enjoyed as a stand-alone story, but deeper character depth and the effects of the plots, rivalries, and twists and turns will be found by reading the entire series.
They say a gentleman doesn't kiss and tell. But I can't claim to be a gentleman. Besides, all bets are off when the woman, --- But I will save that for another story....

Hi, I'm Melisa. I'm 25 years old right now, and I was born in a place called Tulsa, Oklahoma. It's in the Southern US, and I guess that's why I still talk with a bit of a Southern accent. I'm 5 foot 4 inches tall, not super tall, not super short. My body measurements are 36-30-38. I've never really been into going to the gym or anything like that, but in high school, I did track, so I was somewhat active back then. My hair is naturally blonde, and my eyes are blue, which I guess are pretty common for someon...

Chapter II - Am I Black Owned?
So the last thing I was telling you about was the first night that I cheated on my husband with Jalen. I woke up the next morning thinking how terrible I was for being a cheating whore, but as I lay in bed the more I thought about it, I was just living my life and I wanted to enjoy it to the fullest! I shouldn't be denied of having some fun and getting some good sex, should I? David and my sex life had certainly gotten stale over the past few years. We had sex maybe once ev...

Nathaniel
Recap: Things had moved on a bit since first being contacted by Melanie about her husband, Jonathan's attitude to their beautiful little baby daughter, Julie. Although dutiful, Jon had not made an emotional connection to the child because he was not her natural father; that was the privilege of a big Black Man called Nathaniel. 'Nat', as we know him, is an ex Lover of my own dear Wife Jennifer and we had bumped into each other again when on holiday in Corfu two years ago. Nat, and a heavily pre...

(This is chapter 3 of BBC and my Wife. I'm going to keep writing and hope some readers out there appreciate it. Positive comments would be encouraging.)
"Humiliation"
Ben is our neighbor and a cop. He's off duty right now. Dressed casually.
I tell him, "They're by the pool."
He goes out there and sees my wife and 8 Black men. All naked. He asks her, "Em you alright?"...

Chapter 9
After lunch, Jeremiah collected us and walked us out to the barn. The horses in the corral were no longer being worked out and the grounds were eerily quiet. I didn't notice any change in our host's appearance so I wondered what took him away from us. I assumed he was going to change out of his faded work clothes but he wore the same jean jacket and cowboy boots that made him look more like a ranch hand than the owner of a huge spread in the backcountry of southern Georgia....

Bethany had seen enough - She had been going to her son's track and field events ever since he was in junior high school and now that he was winding up his senior year of high school, she guessed she had attended over 100 meets. Paul's team had made it to the state finals just as the boys were getting ready to graduate and had grown from "boys" into young 18- and 19-year-old men. The team was disciplined and fit and had great comradery from competing together over the last 4 years. They were all good kids, ...

Saturday, December 19, 2020, 1300 L
Sara's period came and went, and our emotions were mixed about the results. We were disappointed that we were still unsuccessful despite our best attempts in the last window. On the same topic, we were glad Caleb's self-control had worked. As much as we loved our accidental twins, Jacob and Matthew, we looked forward to more of our own. We had already been receiving looks from strangers. We feared what adding a third from Caleb might do. The two distinct black infants ...

Hi, let me introduce myself, my name is Kristen, married wife to David for 17 years, have a young at home, and pretty much everything a girl could ask for. Lately, things in my life have changed and I need to get it off my chest so here goes:
David and I both work from home but recently my employer cut my hours and so I decided with the holidays coming up I would get a part time job to help with expenses and Christmas shopping and such. I applied at a few places and ended up getting hired at a big box wi...

*They're selling postcards of the hanging...*
Trevor's true childhood hero hadn't been Lebron James, Will Smith, or even Obama: it had been Bob Dylan. He couldn't even remember how he had ended up watching that weird biopic, the one where the singer/songwriter was played by six different actors, but he did, and that got him hooked. Particularly because the first of these six happened to be a black kid, about the same age as he was when he watched it. In the picture, that boy was the nerdy one who wanted ...

Hey guys I need to confess something here I was nineteen at the time the events in this story happened. I'm five feet, two inches tall. I have long brown hair and large-ish breasts, though I do wish they were bigger! I do have a toned, athletic, body though from a decade of gymnastics.
I went to a party one Saturday night my sophomore year of college. It was the usual college party! Joel was one of the boys I knew from school. His parents were away and there was a party on at his place. I was still livin...

Chapter 2

The apartment held the kind of hush that wasn't just quiet, but charged -- the low, dense silence of a late morning that knew too much had happened the night before. Sunlight slipped through half-drawn curtains, softening the edges of sleek furniture and polished surfaces, but even that light seemed subdued, like it was tiptoeing across the hardwood. Shannon stood barefoot at the kitchen island, wrapped in one of Craig's old T-shirts -- the fabric thin and worn to transparency in places, br...

My boss finally treats me well at work. He's still condescending. Everyone follows his lead and looks down on me. But they treat me nicely. The whole office knows he fucks my wife.
Every Friday he and his friends gangbang my wife.
My boss is teasing me that it's Monster Cock Friday. He makes me hang out with him all day. He gets off on telling me what's in store for my wife....

Lupe had a charm to her that was heavily intoxicating. Part of it was the hint of a Spanish accent that she spoke with, which made everything she said seem so exotic and mysterious. Part of it was her long, silky hair that fell like a waterfall of obsidian to her back. Part of it was her cinnamon-colored skin, always so smooth and sensual to the touch. Part of it was the way her eyes sparkled when she giggled so playfully. Part of it was the sheer curvaceousness of her form, which seemed to naturally tempt ...

"From an anthropological standpoint, the history of slavery, emancipation, civil rights and black empowerment in America interests me," said Kwame Amponsah. The tall, dark-skinned and handsome black man, hailing from Accra, Ghana, finished his spiel and looked at Dr. Beverly Whiteside, director of the Ph. D. program at Kenmore University in Macon, Georgia. The tall, curvy and stacked, blonde-haired and green-eyed, forty-something white woman looked at the apt pupil and nodded. The two of them absolutely und...