Part 1. Meeting Mrs. D’Harley I recall the day several months ago when I came home from school and my Mom told me that a Mrs. D’Harley from down the block had called. She wanted to know if I was interested in working for a few hours every week cleaning her pool and tidying up her yard. I remembered I could sure make use of some extra cash at the time and th...
This expanded chapter involves 18-year-old Megan and her 42-year-old mother, Karen, plus Megan's black-bred cousins, Chelsea, 18, and Jennifer, 22, along with their similarly pregnant mother, Katie, 40, (Karen's sister and Megan's aunt), and Katie/Chelsea's husband/father Bill. Eight different but ultimately related events are described in subtitled sectio...
Arthur calculated how quickly he could tap the park bench beneath him. He had developed an arsenal of games to play with himself when he was bored. He would stop drumming his fingers against the wood with every passerby, shifting his eyes nervously away from idle mothers, children, and joggers. He resisted an urge to shiver. It was cold for autumn. He wishe...
Hi, this is Tim again, and this is a continuation of my adventure with my then-girlfriend Louise back in college. Previously I shared how in our freshman year, Louise became a black cock slut and I, her cuckold. We were both indoctrinated into the "Club" on campus when Jerome, a massively-hung black adonis athlete fucked my girlfriend in front of me and knoc...
Then the bell rang thrice; Hannah was being summoned to the Master's chamber. Apprehensively, she ascended the master staircase, passing imposing portraits of his ancestors, their stares all hard and cold. Gingerly, she knocked at the door. "Enter," his voice commanded. The chamber was expansive; immaculate. Velvet drapes hung around a big four poster bed....
Darkness plagued her for days, flowing her in and out of consciousness, taking her to the outside world of reality only giving her glimpses, and then cruelly pulling her back. She saw the angel many times, he always seemed to be just above the darkness. Voices streamed in and out sometimes, different voices, but the one she never seemed to fail hearing was h...
So my muse got horny again and this is the result. I kind of like revenge stories, and while this isn't exactly one, it's similar. Enjoy! In case it wasn't obvious, this is a sequel to my earlier story, One Night Out. Once again, all comments and feedback are appreciated! -- I rested back on the sofa, yawning. I had had a looooooooooong day yesterday. R...
Sometimes a small incident no matter how insignificant will change a person's entire life. I would like to relate such an incident that happened to me. Five years ago my wife and I moved into a High rise apartment on the south side of Chicago. There are also many apartments across the street that are only twenty feet away from ours. Sometimes when you are lo...
That's the trouble with surprise visits; sometimes the surprise is on you. There wasn't a car or light to be seen at Jen's house, and it was almost midnight. I parked on the street and took my sleeping bag as I went around the back. I got the key from the flowerpot and let myself in. If they weren't back in the morning, I'd leave a note and get a motel....
I'm a nigger bitch. I once saw a porn clip where a black woman kneeling before a white man stared straight into the camera and said: "I'm a nigger bitch." After saying those words she turned and began to suck the hard white cock in front of her. Being black, it is probably expected that I would have felt it to be offensive. But I didn't. Seeing her beautif...