My name is Louis. I'm White and I love my Vietnamese wife so much, but Lilly calls me "Daisy Lou, a Dick-sucker" nowadays, and she's 8 months pregnant from a Nigger-man named Jerome. She keeps me in her panties; it makes me feel good, feminine and servile. Since she doesn't wear panties anymore, now that she's a Nigger-loving wife, she told me I should wear...
Chapter 59 -- The Slower the Better Tina was on summer break and thus back in town for a few weeks, and so we had done a titillating role-play the previous week. I had taped her shop-lifting at the supermarket and then blackmailed her to go to a hotel with me, where we had fucked profusely and peed on each other. She had pretended to be naive and inexperien...
The manager of the fish market called to Dave when he was collecting his check for the weeks catch. "Some of the workers from the processing department want to talk to you," he said as he wished Dave a merry Xmas. The girls were on smoko sitting along benches on the waterfront. "Hi I'm Rosita," a short slim dark skinned woman said as she thanked him for c...
When you're from continental Asia and you move to the United States of America, something magical happens. You're automatically granted Chinese citizenship by everyone you meet, without the need for paper work or verification of any kind. Trust me, I would I know. I've been mistaken for Chinese on a daily basis ever since my family and I moved from our homet...
CHAPTER 20 - WHERE SHE CAME FROM After the swimming lesson, Tuyet wrote me the same evening how much she had enjoyed the time at the beach and how happy she was for Phuong. If we had the opportunity, we should do it again with her and Vu, she suggested. But next, Tuyet wanted to be alone with me, possibly at her grandma's house in the mountains, or we could...
Three weeks had elapsed since Seth Ryan last visited the library. For nearly six months he'd been visiting at least twice a week, checking out horror and action novels, often sprawling on a seat and reading a few chapters before taking his picks home, so the fact that his tall, broad frame hadn't appeared inside the council building's walls for twenty-four d...
I'm taking the flight back from Tokyo to Hanoi on Wednesday night after three hectic days trying to close a deal with the Marubeni Corporation. Unfortunately, it needs more work and I'll be back in Japan with some of my senior team from Vietnam in a few weeks. After checking in, while waiting in the JAL business class lounge, I'd called my chief of staff, N...
Mellow Yellow Chapter 8: The Honeymoon (Canada & the U.S.) (Author’s note: I had assumed that 7 would be the last of the Mellow Yellow series, seeing Melinda and Paul married, having their first fight and then planning a family. I have received such good response to these stories that I will fill in some of the gaps in the sexual adventures of Melinda and P...
Roger woke at 6AM on the day he finally would have his encounter with the two mysterious prostitutes. He jogged his usual two miles on the treadmill, but he felt so good that he cranked up the speed and sprinted an additional half-mile. He had never in his life felt so vital, so infused with strength and power and male will-to-conquer. He stretched for twent...
After that awesome night last week things have just kept getting awesomer. Well, up until now ... I slept really well that night, and only woke up the next morning when I heard the front door closing. It was about ten o'clock. Total Silence. Excellent. I lay there with a big steely early (ha!) morning erection - feeling great. But even though I was temp...