Author’s note: This is the second part in this series. Your warm response has encouraged me to continue writing. This is a fictional story. It did not really happen, although it might. If you take offense or do not care for stories where a wife completely dominates her husband, please pass this one by. This series is copyrighted by the author. It may no...
Officially, we don't exist. That's what conventional wisdom tells us. If you were to type the words "Black Cuckolds" on Google, all you'd get are references to the standard-issue Cuckolding, which typically involves a big Black guy fucking a White woman while her husband or boyfriend, also White, watches. Nothing wrong with that if that's what moves you. My...
I didn't wake until 9am the next day which was late for me, I showered, shaved everywhere and put some jogging gear on, with a pink thong of course, and decided to go for a couple of miles run. I didn't want to put any weight on, I needed to be nice and slim for those Afro-studs; shit I thought why was I thinking like this, it was all getting very confusing....
I met Sandra at Saturday afternoon at a grocery shop in our Scandinavian hometown. Not the average place to meet the wife to be. But I did it. She noted that I had difficulties to find the right kind of meat and offered to help me with that. I accepted and jokingly told her that I really needed to find a wife like her. She had obviously a great sense of humo...
Black Cock Addiction. It can happen to any one of us white women. I used to swear it would never happen to me but I was wrong. Dead wrong, actually. My name is Mariel Bethany Walker. Friends call me Mary-Beth. I'm a tall, chubby, busty and big-bottomed white chick with blonde hair and pale green eyes living in the city of Stoughton, Massachusetts. I've got s...
This is the final installment in a story of Black into white interracial cuckoldry. It is hard core and this not for everyone. Don't read on if this theme offends you. It has taken my a very long time to finish this story, and I think my many readers that have been so patient. * Cathleen sat silently in Randy's Escalade as his cum leaked from her freshly f...
The world of human sexuality and desire is absolutely full of surprises. No doubt about it. I challenge anyone to say otherwise. My name is Jack O'Malley and I'm a six-foot-three, lean and muscular, red-haired and gray-eyed, kind of good-looking young Irishman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I am the kind of guy who likes to have fun. The summ...
I think the next day was Wednesday. I went to work while Susan slept. She texted me at about 11 a.m. and then at noon texted again to say William would pick her up shortly. "I'm wearing clothes, lol," she texted. "Dress. William here now." There wasn't much I could do. I was at work and no chance to leave. So at about 2 p.m. I texted her and asked her to t...
A Black Man in a World of Young White Couples, Part 3 It was early, slightly before dawn, and, as was his habit, Garrett Jackson had sat up, stepped out of bed, stretched out briefly to loosen up, padded into the kitchen for the coffee that was waiting for him, and now sat in his living room, looking out over the city vista below. Though the view was entr...
James felt like he'd been watching the clock forever. The second hand ticked off moments that felt like little eternities and his office was deathly quiet, so quiet he could hear the rapid, nervous pounding of his heart. He couldn't make any sense of the spreadsheets on his desk, He couldn't focus, couldn't concentrate on anything but the ticking of the cloc...