Shango Stories

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Black Master SHANGO Ch. 01

by dsoul on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

BLACK MASTER SHANGO took a puff of his cigar, fixing Tim with a baleful stare. No one said anything while they stood there waiting for him. Thaddeus turned his sight on Monica and smiled. Tim seemed to cower in the room before him; there was no doubt who the real man was right now. "How're you doing, Monica?" he said to her warmly. "Long time no see." "I'...

The Writer and the Black Master

by dsoul on Feb 6, 2018
Fetish

The book signing event at the Barnes and Noble shop was proceeding perfectly into the evening. The author occupied a desk at the end of the room away from the aisles of books facing a line of customers that continued towards the stairway. On the desk was stacked columns of hardcover copies of his latest novel and he sat with his head lowered as he scribbled...

Meeting with Black Master Shango

by dsoul on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

I met Black Master Shango on the street in front of the restaurant at the time He ordered me to. He was looking beautiful of course in his suit, tie and black shoes which I kept shiny for Him. I did my best to dress nicely, but I am just a skinny white boi. Black Master Shango's body is not only darker, but thicker and stronger. I am not even a man compared...

A Story by Attacus Bishop

by dsoul on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

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...

Master SHANGO in Your Bedroom

by dsoul on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

One hour into the party and already Claude Baskin felt bored. He held a wine glass in his hand and smiled perfunctorily at the numerous foreigners, fellow expatriates and wealthy Nigerians who paraded about the lavish ballroom. He exchanged casual chatter with several. He pretended to take interest in whatever conversation flirted his way, but really he was...

Master SHANGO's Party

by dsoul on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

The car's interior light remained on. There was a wine bucket with us in the car and a bottle of wine nestled inside it. Olu Shango picked it up and popped the cork. Anya and Heidi and myself held up our glasses as he filled it for us and we made a toast to a fun-filled evening. Anya was all giddy with excitement; Heidi too seemed expectant of what the eveni...

Black Master SHANGO Ch. 02

by dsoul on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Black Master SHANGO grabbed the back of her head and roughly pushed her against his crotch, forcing his thick organ into her mouth. Monica issued a grunting choke as she felt the head of his cock jam at the back of her throat, making her momentarily gag on it. Shango exploded with mirth as he watched her get back herself. Still holding the side of her head,...

Black Master SHANGO's Bride

by dsoul on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Monica, a twenty-five year old white wife to an American embassy attaché was lying on a lounge chair in the backyard getting a tan. It was a hot Sunday morning and the everywhere in the city of Abuja was quiet in solitude as most inhabitants were either in their respective mosques or churches. Monica wore a pair of shades and bikini outfit which she only wor...

Shango Plays with the Wives Ch. 02

by dsoul on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

"You don't have to worry anymore, Megan. It's all going to be on me, not you," Monica soothed her friend as she returned from the kitchen carrying a tray on her hands on which sat two cups of tea. She placed the tray on the centre table and offered one to her friend while she too hers and sat across from her, crossing one pair of leg over the other and sippi...

Shango's Hot Time in Philly

by dsoul on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

The taxi deposited me in front of this quaint and simple suburban home. It was a hot Saturday, the sun was out in the sky with no prediction of rain for the next three days. I haven't been in Philadelphia before, but I was there on an assignment. Some bitch-ass white hubby whom I'd been communicating with online finally caught my attention and begged me to c...