Interracial Asian Stories

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All's Fair in Love and War Ch. 04

by darkchocolatewithalmonds on Sep 19, 2017
Interracial Love

She bit her lip, and with gathered strength, she pushed him away. He stumbled back. "What's wrong?" He asked. She looked away from him, down at the floor. "This is insane. I can't do this." He ran his fingers through his hair. He heard the uncertainty in her voice and the shakiness. "I'm sorry. You're right...." He started. She kept her head turned a...

Please My Wife Ch. 02

by SpankerSam on Sep 26, 2017
Interracial Love

Chapter Two! Jennifer's Revelation! I was enjoying a cup of coffee in my breakfast nook when the door bell rang. When I opened the door it was Jennifer. Her hair was done and she had on a little makeup. The one thing I liked about her was that she never came outside without being made up. She had the biggest smile on her face that I had seen on her in a...

Say My Name Ch. 06

by secrecy456 on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

Ok everyone here's Ch. 6. I think there might be two more chapters after this one then it's going to be the end. Thx for reading and ideas for more stories will be greatly appreciated. I hope this one keeps you on edge...as usual! :) Six months later "Nick we just finished an hour ago." Nynia rolled over onto her back and watched as Nick raised himself ove...

It was 2 Against the World Ch. 01

by eagle166 on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

Hello my name is David I'm 40 years old 6 foot 1 inch tall 195 lbs. my wife is Katy 39 years old, very shapely 5 ft. 6 in. blonde, about 130 lbs. we have been married nearly 17 years now with one daughter Amy, 16 and she is a junior in high school. I am a co owner of a growing construction company. We build larger retail shops and malls. My partner has been...

Little Black Dress

by Want2couple on Sep 26, 2017
Interracial Love

I bought Tina a little black dress and sexy 4" black heels for our Vegas trip. Being the devil I am, the dress was a lot shorter and the heels much higher than she would normally be comfortable with. So I was happy to see them when she unpacked them our first day in the Aria. She didn't wear it our first night out. Instead, she picked her navy blue lace dre...

Dwight Has the Last Laugh Pt. 03

by ChaseAndSuck on Sep 18, 2017
Interracial Love

SUNDAY Nicole was doing the dishes in the kitchen, deep in thought. She wore very short jean shorts to show off her bubbly ass and a tight tee-shirt to accentuate her tits. It had been a few days since she last saw Dwight, and she started to think maybe it was time to stop fooling around on the side. Then she heard the laughter of Seth and his friends in...

Ian's Trap Ch. 02

by LadyReedzAlot on Sep 18, 2017
Interracial Love

IAN 2 years later Man, that Strategic Management Final was murder. My last undergraduate class before graduation. I know that I aced it. The class took up a lot of my free time this semester. I didn't even have time to find a girl this term, so I was stuck with Penelope. She was old money. I think her ancestors was on the Mayflower or something. I was surp...

Dance with the Devil Ch. 05

by Peachyrome on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

It had been two weeks since Darien's trip to Miami with Marcellus. It had also been two weeks without so much as a hello. How could she let him get to her this way? Now that her body had been made aware of its sexuality, how was she going to go without it? Two whole weeks and not even a hang up call on her voicemail. Darien had spent the last two weeks berat...

Dance with the Devil Ch. 03

by Peachyrome on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

Marcellus opened the car door for Darien and watched as she swung those sexy honey colored legs into the car. How was he going to make it through this day without tasting her again? He had never been with a black woman before, but something about Darien turned him on. His father used to tell him not to get involved with black women. Marcellus now believed hi...

Like Father, Like Son Ch. 03

by caramelgirl_2 on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

As Stan maneuvered his way home, the wind had been gusting at an un-clocked speed, throwing snow at his windshield faster than the wipers could flush it away. It was almost 8:30 pm. The forty-five minute commute had extended into well over an hour. As he dodged the snow plows and salt trucks, he thought of the moment he met Xenia, on a flight from Tucson....