I want to share her with other men. Those men will need to be black. That can be... misinterpreted? Offensive, even? And it can also seem rather selfish; if it's something that I am doing for her as much as for me then how can I make a demand of her like that? First I'll discuss the black thing. I explained that I think I fall closer to the straight spectru...
This is our twentieth anniversary. My wife Jessica and I are in Las Vegas. We're staying at one of the newest casinos on the strip. We have this huge suite which we booked late last year. I've already spent five hundred dollars playing the slots the last couple days. We had every detail of our vacation carefully planned out. Maybe I should rephrase that re...
This is a true story by a drop-dead gorgeous mid-thirties housewife (so I've been told) who has been proudly black owned for the past three years. Many of the details may not be as graphic as you would like, but I am putting this together from three years of memories. * Carla was a very beautiful 5'9" 38, year old blond woman, very busty with full curves a...
Introduction Eban. With it's long history as a resort Island where wealthy black businessmen could come and play with many of it's gorgeous white women. White couples were recruited around the country with the prospect of making a great deal of money for their two year stay at Eban. Women that were previously married who worked at the resort had to obey the...
Definition of Trolling or being a troll: Being a prick on the internet because you can. Typically unleashing one or more cynical, sarcastic or just downright nasty remarks on an innocent person because it's the internet and, hey, you can. Mr Anonymous watched as his wife closed the door behind him. A twinge of anger took him momentarily, but he found it som...
To answer everyone's question from pt. 1 of this story, YES! The story is TRUE! Although I was not married when this story took place, I've since found the man of my dreams and he enjoys watching me with hung black men. We've attended black&white parties, all kinds of delicious interracial fun. But those stories are for when I have time to remember them and...
My husband is downstairs watching the latest Chris Rock special. I am typing away on the laptop in our bedroom while our beautiful three year old daughter watches Winnie the Pooh on Playhouse Disney. Sounds pretty common for both the UK, which is my husband's native country, and the US, mine. Other than my little fetish for writing erotica, out family is not...
Katie spent most of the afternoon doing some window shopping at the local outlet mall. This was her second trip in less than a week. Her focus concentrated on several shops that catered in adult oriented attire. Dresses, lingerie, high heels and an array of sexy scents that only the best high class call girls would purchase for their collection of lets say,...
Chap. 1 "You must be Steve Harris, My name is Lamar DuBois, I work in computer engineering." "Nice to meet you Lamar, I don't know what happened the dam thing froze up and I can't get it to work." "No problem my man, that your wife?" "Yes." "She is beautiful, if you don't mind me saying." "No I don't mind and thanks." Lamar liked the picture. The woma...
My wife, Ann, and I discovered Literotica and started to read some of the stories. We especially liked the interracial and Loving Wives ones. At first it was just a way to get things started between us. You know, like foreplay. I would barely get to the good parts when my wife would practically rape me. She would start imagining those tight young wives gett...