Dear readers, each word of the story you are about read is true. You might have read hundreds of stories involving an inter-racial encounter but this is one of the rare, if not the first, story of an Indian woman, my wife, and a black guy. Though this happened four years ago, it is still very fresh in our memory and I feel like it happened only yesterday....
********** At the end of this story, please vote and leave a comment for the author. If you wish for the story to continue, please let me know. ********** The forest was eerily quiet. The creatures of the night seemed to know that evil was amidst and stayed in their hidden lairs. The moon, full and luminescent, shone through the canopy of tall, wicked tre...
James and I live in a small southern college town. Like all southern towns in the spring the humidity rises along with the heat. Our house is situated at the end of a dead-end street surrounded by tall trees. We have a hammock positioned nicely between two tall oaks so that we can relax during the long hot days of spring; summer and even early fall. I am a n...
I lay there under this incredibly beautiful fully transformed girly-boy, her lipstick covered lips still softly and tenderly kissing me, kissing my lipstick covered lips, my rouge covered cheeks, my eye shadow covered eyelids and my mascara coated lashes, showing how much she loved having me under her, her huge still hard cock buried deep inside my pussy/bot...
Chapter 2: Monday - Richard returns alone. I was home alone on Monday, Jim was at work, when the doorbell rang. I was not expecting anyone. I looked at the clock and it was just past 11 a.m. I opened the door and it was Richard. "Is it OK, if I grab some of the tools we left here Saturday? We were a little distracted when we left" he said with a smirk of...
"Its only fair honey I did it for you." She said giving him her famous pouty lips. Katie is perfect her jet black hair. Her big blue eyes. Her pink pouty lips. Her long tan body. Her bubble ass and giant tits. "But honey I'm just not so sure about this, This is all happening so fast." He whispered to her frantically. His gorgeous wife's eyes looked to her...
My name is Samantha but everyone calls me Sam. My Mom and I have a VERY open relationship. Some people might think it weird and it is kinda weird. She has always told me about her relationships in typical female graphic detail and REALLY intimate details about Steve, her boyfriend. He moved in when I was 18, about two years ago or so. I'm still living at hom...
Eighteen year old Preston Hardwood was on his way to his dorm room for his first semester of college in a week. The college was about an hour and a half away from where he was born and raised. Preston was African and Asian American. His father being black and his mother being Asian. He lived with his mom most of his years after his parents got divorced. In s...
Frankenstein, the lost journals. Hampton-on-the-bay, Dec. 18, 18--- It is with much foreboding and dread that I set these words to paper. For many years since my encounter with the mad man, Victor Frankenstein and his abominable creation in the frozen North, this story has weighted heavily on my soul and tugged on my sanity. But this is the story as it was...
Our Kinky Money Lender Takes My Wife! I was in deep trouble. I had taken huge loans from Jaichand, a shrewd money lender in Indore. Jaichand was an old man, but reputed to be extremely crooked and violent. I had not been able to repay him back, despite being warned a lot of times by him. Now he had sent a message that he was coming to meet me in the office...