Don't believe the stereotypes, ladies and gentlemen. Black cuckolds do EXIST. My name is Jeanette Langlois and I'm a woman of Haitian and French Canadian descent living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. My mother, Annabelle Jean was Haitian and my father, Roger Langlois was white, of French Canadian descent. I guess that technically makes me mixed but I alway...
I'll succinctly provide the background facts necessary to understand my story: I was an Academic All American defensive end at a college football powerhouse that also had good academics. I graduated in three and a half years with a degree in business administration, salutatorian of my business school class. I am too influenced by a female's looks – someth...
The day had been excellent, and the end of it was looking up. Pete had thought he might get a bit of fun with Rachel, but now he knew she was a true Domme and now that he'd admitted to her his submissive leanings, it looked as though it was going to be a very interesting few hours. Bring it on, he thought. Rachel looked at him as a predator looks at prey, h...
When my friend Sebastian and his wife Fiona invited me and my wife to their daughter Tiffany's engagement party we reluctantly agreed. Though my wife didn't get on badly with Fiona she couldn't see why any woman should have such spectacular looks and a figure as Fiona and have such a perfect marriage too. I felt something of the same. Sebastian had gone from...
I had to go to Arkansas last weekend, my wife Teri was staying home, to take to kids camping, I found out later from friends that she had a lot more fun then me that weekend. Teri and the boys got to the lake about noon on Friday, and a couple of coworkers helped them set up camp. One was a buddy of mine Rick. After they set up camp it was party time. Well...
Kim's washing machine has broken down. Her husband is out of town for a few days, so she phones for a repair man to come round and fix it. He turns up on her doorstep in his overalls; a tall, muscular black guy. Kim shows him into the kitchen and after just over an hour, the washing machine is working again. During that time, Kim had stood chatting to him...
I heard the familiar sound of the car crunching the gravel on the drive, the back door swung open and my wife bowled in through it. "How was the weekend?" I enquired as she flung her bag on the floor and threw her arms around my neck. "Great! My team won. It was a lovely hotel and we had such a laugh, but pour me a glass of wine and I'll tell you all about...
Six O'clock came quickly and the Palin's were the first to arrive in the living room. Todd and Track were both dressed in black tuxedos. Sarah had her long dark brown hair up in a twist and was wearing a floor length black gown. It had a slit on one side from hem to mid-thigh, sheer black stocking were visible when she sat down. From waist to bodice were bla...
This is a continuation of chapter 1. It is part 2 of my account of the cuckold lifestyle working in otherwise normal lives. Constructive feedback is appreciated. --- Abby woke before me; she has incredible reserves of energy. Despite being out late last night and spending the evening in 5 hours of full throttle sexual activity, my wife was getting on with...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, writings about his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old...