"What's good, people, I'm Mr. BWC, and I got one hell of a story for you," says I, and I know I've got your immediate attention, ladies and gentlemen. I'm an average-looking guy, Caucasian, in my twenties, with brown hair and blue eyes. I live in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Government name is Brian Wilcox-Crawford, and it's quite ironic because my initials...
Black Muslim cuckolds definitely do exist, ladies and gentlemen. Black Muslim guys who enjoy watching their Black Muslim wives and Black Muslim girlfriends get fucked by other men. Apparently, they're out there, and my husband Malik Ali is one of them. My name is Fartuun Khalid-Ali, and I am a Djiboutian-American Muslim woman living in the City of Saint Paul...
Author's note: This story contains interracial sex. If that bugs you, you have been warned and I don't want to hear from you. All racist comments will be deleted. As always, all other comments, complaints, praise, critiques, deification and/or damnation are most welcome. *** As we drove through an unfamiliar suburb in the late October twilight, I looked...
(Author's Note: The idea for this story was suggested to me by my number one fan, Kevin, a great guy with the most unique imagination. I hope all my readers enjoy this story as much as I have enjoyed writing it!) Chapter 1 The Smith family had lived in Point Lookout, North Carolina a good long time. Some residents can attest that the family had settled the...
Chapter 5: Meeting Henrietta and the trip home The next day was Thursday. Brian took us for a tour of the property next door. He first took us to the antique shop that also served as the office. "This room and the smaller bedroom were once filled with teddy bears," he said, as we stood in what had been the living room of the small house. "We lived here whe...
My dad works for the State Department and I wanted a similar career. Dad said foreign language was the key so after eighth grade Dad sent me to school in Switzerland because he said I would learn French and German and Italian. During the summers I stayed with families of my classmates to improve my language skills and Mom and Dad visited me often. When I got...
[#][?][#][?] The traffic was bad in Brooklyn again. The red van stood still amongst the other cars, vans and trucks. Super Mario Bros. Plumbing was printed on the side, along with a picture of two jumping cartoon men. There was a catchy little tune playing on the radio. Mario sat behind the wheel with a bored look on his face. He was a fat Italian man in...
I just simply don't know what to do now. I never thought I would ever be in a situation like this. I always thought we had a great marriage, we always seemed to get along fine and at least I had always thought that things were great in our sex life, but I guess not. My only complaint had ever been that my wife had never let me fuck her glorious wonderful ass...
The first part of this story contains images of self-abuse that might be disturbing. That is not the tone of the entire story, just the first part. If such images are unacceptable to you in any way, please bypass this story. * Denise felt the familiar eagerness in her pussy, that tingling desire she felt so often and satisfied so seldom. There, her son's...
Darnell’s birthday is approaching, and Kim is determined to give him a birthday he won’t soon forget. For months Kim has put her mind to work arranging everything. She has even been in contact with both of his brothers letting them in on her plans. Kim has arranged with them to take Darnell out that night. What Darnell doesn’t realize is that his birthday is...