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Introducing a New Wife

by Karenkay on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

I'm Karen and if you know me than you are aware that I'm a white slut housewife for black cock and there is nothing I like to do better than introduce another hot wife to black cock. My good friend which I call the New Jersey Slut because she has always had an interest in meeting black men. We had one problem we had to take care of before we could find her...

Bed-n-Brunch Ho

by Dirt Man on Sep 19, 2017
Interracial Love

When I married my dream goddess I had no idea that she had been such a nympho slut before college. I only knew that she’d been the prom queen, and head cheerleader in her high school. In college she became a member of the most elite sorority on campus. And why not, what with her angelic face, long flowing silver white mane that fell in waves down to around h...

Black Man One Ch. 15

by Weak_White_Wimp on Sep 19, 2017
Interracial Love

The grand opening of Tra'mon's fitness center came only one week later. This day would be the only time that any of the 13 white husbands from the condo community would be invited, and it was a day that I shall never forget. The grand opening was held on a Saturday at 11 o'clock in the morning. It came the Saturday after the stud's grotesque and beligerent...

Black Man One Ch. 17

by Weak_White_Wimp on Sep 19, 2017
Interracial Love

I drove home with the word "Pussy" literally written on the window of my car. It was there in broad daylight for anyone who might be looking to see. Demeaned beyond any reasonable explanation, I just needed to get home and hide from the world as fast as I could. I felt like collapsing during the entire 45 mile drive home. My weakened state of mind and my e...

Black Man One Ch. 16

by Weak_White_Wimp on Sep 19, 2017
Interracial Love

The following week went by and I had not seen Julie or Tra'mon. Many thoughts of texting my wife crossed my mind, but by now I was more timid than I ever was before since I discovered Julie was "with" the black man. I also knew the young black stud would become angry if I tried calling or texting Julie, and I was afraid to get beaten up by him yet again....

Hotel Games Ch. 01

by Twotooto222 on Jan 16, 2019
Interracial Love

HOTEL BAR PICKUP My wife Brandi is a very hot, wild, and sexy forty year old sexual dynamo. She has long wavy brown hair and perfect pouty cocksucker lips. She resembles the porn star Lisa Ann only taller. Her tits are the most amazingly perfect 36D gummy bear implants that she got a few years ago to replace the 38DD she had when she stripped her way throug...

Black Man One Ch. 09

by Weak_White_Wimp on Sep 19, 2017
Interracial Love

The next morning I woke up much later than usual. It was "the day after" the one-sided beating I took at the hands of the young black stud from the boxing workout. My young, beautiful blonde wife had witnessed her taller white wimp of a husband getting pummeled by the tougher black man just the evening before. It was obvious that she had envisioned " boxin...

Black Man One Ch. 07

by Weak_White_Wimp on Sep 19, 2017
Interracial Love

With the holiday weekend finally over, the white husbands all returned to our regular work schedules. Our wives returned to their daily routines, which included mostly things like aerobics classes, swimming, shopping and various social events. Only 2 of the 13 white wives at the condo had so-called "careers" around this time. None of them had been living he...

Black Cuckold Erotica - Reverse

by Samuelx on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

Sitting on the couch inside his townhouse in suburban Milton, Massachusetts, Stephen Winters was enjoying a most unusual spectacle. The brother stroked his long and thick Black dick while watching his sexy, chocolate-hued, big-bottomed Jamaican girlfriend Stacey Jones get her freak on with their Mexican-American friend Eric Cortez. The Latino stud smacked th...

Black Man One Ch. 12

by Weak_White_Wimp on Sep 19, 2017
Interracial Love

It was eleven-thirty when I woke up again and I heard the sound of Julie in the kitchen. She was pouring herself a glass of orange juice and speaking to someone on her cell phone. At first, it was difficult to make out any of the conversation when I sat up from my laying position on the couch trying to regain consciousness. At the time, Julie was unaware t...