Note: Unlike every other story I have published on this website, the following is based on true events. Many of the scenes in this story, including the entire first half, happened exactly as told, to the best of my memory. Only the names, locations, and a few other small details have been changed, to protect anonymity. Some minor liberties have been taken in...
As I have specified before ... I was an oil engineer on the African continent for two decades. I had witnessed many things that the main stream media has not addressed. Black on white dominance was very prevalent in many countries. There were many whites victimized of killings, theft, slavery and rape. I have written a number of stories of black lust on this...
I travel a lot. Whenever I tell people where I'm from, they look at me in a funny way. Sometimes I smile and nod, and other times I feel like shaking them. There are Indians, Chinese people and Pakistanis in the Republic of South Africa, it's not just Blacks and Whites down there! The name's Madeeha Abbasi, and my friends call me Maddy. I used to get pissed...
Never say never, I guess that's what the moral of the story is. When my husband Benjamin "Benny" LaCroix told me that he wanted me to cuckold him, I think my jaw hit the floor. Benny is six-foot-one, lean and muscular, with dark brown skin, curly Black hair and lime-green eyes. My darling husband is biracial, born in the City of Montreal to a French Canadian...
The Region of Botswana, South Africa, circa 1211 A.D. The sun rose over the beautiful City of Dumazile, crown jewel of the Zulu people. Andile Bafana lay in his bed, feeling a tiredness that had nothing to do with the mercilessness of the Southern African sun that was high in the sky. The six-foot-three, ebony-skinned young man finally got up. As the son of...
Hello, guys. I got a hot story for you. My name is Adam Dominus and I'm a thirty-year-old guy from the island of Jamaica living in the City of Brockton, Massachusetts. I moved to the United States of America from my native Jamaica ten years ago, and last week I turned twenty five. I love it here in New England, and I have many things to be thankful for. I re...
The party was getting a little overbearing for me, so I stepped out into the large courtyard and went to lean on the balcony of the penthouse suite where I was. It was pretty quiet there; the air fresh. I had a good view of the city spread out before me with bright lights sparkling like scattered diamonds; behind me boomed loud music and revelry from the par...
The Fall Semester was just ending and although it was mid-December, the Maryland weather was as unpredictable as always. Anything from a heavy snowfall to a balmy spring-like day was possible. Today was in fact a blustery day, and Laura was happy that she could wear a floppy sweater and grungy jeans. Laura had been feeling a bit bloated for the last couple w...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. * As ever when the midnight hour heralds the dawn of another new year I enjoy a solitary celebration sitting in my cozy apartment, drink in hand, and reflect what has passed and speculate on the maybes to come. Whilst some may think that to have reached nearly a half century of birthda...
She works for a bank that had offices in the same building where I used to work; she was in their IT operations department. We would meet regularly in the elevator or in the restaurant down the street where most of us from the building tending to go for lunch. We became acquitted as we chatted over lunch and we would also occasionally bump to each other on a...