Chapter 7 Hours later... Barry grunted more than a few times as I pushed in and out of his asshole, buggering him with the kind of vigor that he seemed to relish, at least for now. If he didn't appreciate getting sodomized, he could have fooled me, as his responses all indicated that he very much enjoyed it. This was Summer's big brother, and yet here he w...
Did you ever wonder about those extra buttons that come with suits and sport coats? You know the ones in a little plastic bag in the inside pocket? I mean what's that all about? Does the tailor think we can't find a small black plastic replacement button costing one penny when we need one? I mean you all have a special drawer in your armoire with all these s...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating. Stories after Music Box Dancer are: Return To Apple Grove, Media Matters. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes,...
As my mouth opened to swallow the head of Todd's cock a voice deep inside of me cried out, "God damn you Lily, what have you done to me? Her hand on the back of my head kept up a steady gentle downward pressure as she pushed me farther down on Todd's cock. She was crooning in my ear, "That's right baby, teach your husband a lesson. Suck his cock baby, suck h...
Big macho Black stud walks into the bedroom of lusty blonde-haired White chick and fucks the hell out of her. He's looking all tough and manly while drilling his big Black cock into her and she's squealing in delight as he slams his dick into her cunt and asshole...right after she sucked his big Black cock. That seems to be the premise of most interracial er...
My name is Cynthia Wilson. And I'm the whitest black chick you've ever met. Tall, slender, brown-skinned and green-eyed. The daughter of a biracial businessman and an African-American supermodel. I was born into wealth and privilege, and I'm sorry to say that I was quite stuck-up because of that. Also, I was one of those privileged black women who looked dow...
My name is Samuel Xavier. I'm a big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I attend the University of Massachusetts in Boston, having transferred there after graduating from Massasoit Community College a year ago. I'm twenty four years old. And I'm a closeted bisexual. This is my life, I guess. A drama-fill...
A Fateful Decision "You sure you want go there?" said the Russian cabbie as he looked dubiously across the street at the club, a big old converted warehouse building. He didn't like coming into this part of the city and if the woman in the back hadn't offered him three times the fare he wouldn't have agreed to drive her. He leaned over his seat and looke...
Sometimes, I can't believe some of the things I do. Life is funny that way. My name is Kristina LaCroix. Used to be Kristina Latreille but I changed it to LaCroix, my birth name. Long story. I'm a third-year student at Carleton University in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I Swim competitively for my school and I am quite good at it. I'm the only Black chick on...
Note: Most of you know I write a variety of stories. This one is an interracial/slut wife story where the husband knows about his wife's activity and approves. If you do not like that type of story, pass on this one. I do not want, nor will I read racist/bigoted e-mails or comments. I believe the bigots "doth protests too much". I have two words for the narr...