Interracial Africa Stories

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A Ticket to Lust Ch. 01

by rgjohn on Sep 15, 2017
Illustrated

Note: This is an interracial/slut wife story. For those that do not care for that genre, I would suggest you pass on this one. Just trying to avoid the flames from those that do not enjoy that type of story line. * It was after two in the morning and Vicki Larson was feeling no pain as she flew down the highway at over eighty miles an hour. She ignored the...

The Merger

by GuyJD on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

Despite a few obstacles that she's had in her life, Treyana refused to become another statistic. She is a 28-year-old African American single mother of 13-year-old twins and is living in a low-income housing project. She had her daughters, Briana and Bernice, when she was only 15. Due to her pregnancy, Treyana had to drop out of the 10th grade. Being a you...

Beautiful Stranger Ch. 05

by theonlinestalker on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

Sorry it took me so long to post this. I hope you like it and it doesn't confuse anyone. Please leave feedback. I love to hear what you think *** A sound left his mouth, that almost sounded like a gasp. But the look in his eyes was pure anger and confusion. I could see that he thought I was lying. The more I looked into his eyes, I could see something that...

Mixing it Up at Manhattan's

by LuciousBi-Writes4U on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Description - 3 girls, all of different races give the African American bartender more than he bargained for at the local hot spot. * Jeannie had been frequenting the new local hotspot every Friday night after work with her girl friends. They had some great live bands there on the weekends. When the girls, Jeannie, Sandra and Katie had gone in on Friday n...

Dating Our Neighbor Ch. 09

by Karenkay on Sep 19, 2017
Interracial Love

Darla folded the next page over at the magazine she was reading. Matt accidentally tickled her foot again as she jerked her foot away and looked down at him and smiled. It was Sunday afternoon. Matt was busy painting Darla's toe nails for her. She was lying naked across the couch and stopped reading long enough to notice all the tiny bits around her breasts...

My Wife Honey Ch. 07

by Karenkay on Sep 18, 2017
Interracial Love

The next day everyone stayed in bed sleeping until the early afternoon. I didn't hear much talk today as everyone took showers and dressed. Ray did make a little comment about being more open since the event last night. There was mention of making use of the whirlpool tub that was in the room. Honey and Lori dressed in shorts with halter tops and both wome...

The Cheryl Cummings Story Ch. 10

by mark_8675309 on Sep 15, 2017
Interracial Love

Chapter Ten – Cheryl Confesses As Cheryl drove toward the gym she simply broke down. The tears poured down her cheeks, as the guilt became too much for her to bear. "How could I betray Chris like that?" wept the young blonde to her self as she struggled to control her emotions as she drove down the road. "I'm turning into something that I swore I would nev...

Lynne’s Story 04

by ShyLynne on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

I realize, when looking back over what I have written, that it sounds as if Robert was single-mindedly pursuing my humiliation. While there were times that I believed that, it was not true: rather, his demeanor would change from day to day -- being, at times demanding, at times even affectionate. I came to suspect that he had far less experience than he inti...

Wife's First Cock : the Slut Diary Ch. 02

by theWIFEWatcher on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

This young coed can't get enough cum, or Big Black Cocks. All parties involved in this experience/story were over the age of eighteen years of age at the time. --------------------- Well as I said in the first chapter, after going through our storage unit during a rough patch the wife and I were having I ran across two large shoe boxes. One was full of h...

I've Got Issues Ch. 03

by rocketgirl2011 on Sep 14, 2017
Interracial Love

Ashley poked her head into my office at the end of the day. "How was your day?" "It was alright," I smiled at my friend and co-worker. "Just alright?" Ashley was constantly worried about my state of happiness. She knew I was predisposed to the melancholy. I shrugged. "How's Peter?" I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face, "Good." Ashley...