Let me just say that I am a married man. I have a lovely wife with one caveat – shortly after we were married I found out she was gang-banged by a few of her guy friends back in high-school. Let me assure as well that this didn't change the way I felt about her, only my commitment to staying monogamous. In other words, I get my fuck on when my wife ain't looking. I'll be brief, because this is a true story, and such stories are always brief. There was this slutty, Jewish girl at my work. I know she had kids because I saw the pictures of them but I also knew she was either divorced or single because she had no ring. That being said she was a total bitch to me. Every time I would ask the old guy at work if he needed help moving boxes of files she would make a comment about ageism. Well one day enough was enough. Let me just describe Anna first because she ain't that bad at all. She has bombshell, brunette hair, giant tits, and a wide big caboose. I don't know how old she is. She's probably 35. I'm 25 by the way, in case you were wondering. Well one day I am commenting on our representative at the bank and I say, "Remember the woman at the bank?" and Anna, like a mega-bitch, leans in and makes a weird coughing sound, ahem, and says, excuse me? I give her a look of death because I'm confused. Then I realize that this bitch is mad cause i referred to our rep as "the woman," instead of the "person," as if I give two fucks. Well I knew Anna was staying after work so I had a plan to …
The Evil Cheerleaders on Halloween Night
I heard it was true, the Evil Cheerleaders were coming. I worked at my small town's convention center for 10 months and I'd heard all sorts of stories about the Evil Cheerleaders. But I'd always assumed they were more of a myth. The type guys at comic conventions and stuff make up because who doesn't like a silly, sexy myth. The simplified version was this: There was a not-so-secret organization called the Evil Cheerleaders who went from convention to convention, causing all sorts of trouble, mostly fucking men, breaking up marriages and relationships, partially to prove how lame and easy to stray men were, and partially because they just liked causing trouble. One night a year, you guessed it, Halloween, they infiltrate conventions with the intention of increasing their ranks, seducing one innocent girl and turning her into the newest insatiable Evil Cheerleader. You can see why I was somewhat hesitant to believe this. I mean, who could believe such a thing? Which is why I was more than a little surprised when my s****r Faye, who worked with me at the Convention Center and was as staunch a feminist as they come, was outraged upon hearing that the Evil Cheerleaders were coming. "Wait… they're real? they're really a thing?" I asked, shocked. "Oh they're real" she said, "and they project an image that women are only interested in one thing, being slutty and submissive to men. If they're really coming, I don't know that I can keep supporting this place." "If they're willing to …
Ass up White Boys, get turned-out by BBC
. This is NOT really a story, it is a Blog/Rant!!! Read the Tags, before you decide you want to continue reading… TAGS: Interracial, Black Men, White "boys," BlackOnWhite SEX, Big Black Cocks, White Ass, Real Talk, Underground Reality, True Stories, Interracial Sex, Racial Themes and Roles, Social Themes and Roles, BlacksOnBoys, Black Fucks White, White Sucks Black, Interracial Domination, Black Masculinity, White Femininity, Blacks "boy breaking" Whites, Blacks "boy breeding" Whites, Blacks Making Whites Sissies, Straight Blacks Turning "straight" Whites into GAY sluts for BBC, Feminization as the REALIZATION of what it means to be White, Accepting Appropriate Racial/Gender Roles in Appropriate Race/Sex Relations. Don't like where this Blog/ Rant is going??? LEAVE NOW!!! STOP READING!!! Do NOT continue, do NOT collect $200 dollars, JUST GO!!! You will NOT like what you find in here!!! If these topics make you angry, hateful, upset, or otherwise displeased save us all your opinions, and go read something else!!! I am not interested in reading your violent threats, or in responding to such ignorance. Proceed ONLY if you want to hear about Me, and other Black men, putting "straight" white boys into female roles, and fucking them like bitches. That is what I do, and is what I am about!!! Both here, and in my private life. If you continue, you are going to read about how "straight" upstanding suburban white boys, find themselves naked, exposed, fondled, feminized, and fucked …
Making The Sale
Well this one is kind of a long one so guys grab you a beer and a bowl of popcorn or ladies, grab you a glass and a bottle of wine and some cheese and I hope you all enjoy! Let me start by reminding everyone that all my stories are true life experiences of my swinging lifestyle and my open marriage! Some of the names have been changed but all the experiences and encounters really happened and conversations are word for word. A note about cock size. Personally my pleasurable comfort size for a guy inside of me is six to eight inches and I do prefer them thick. My husband is nine inches and I don't usually take all of him! I have had bigger though, once in college with an African American guy that was twelve inches… I couldn't come anywhere near taking all of him and I did let him try a couple of times that night. My husband has a good friend that has eleven inches. He has fucked me well over thirty times and I still have not been able to take all of him. The only way I cum with him is if I hold my vibrator on my clit while he fucks me. I have explained it to him and he is Okay with it… he just enjoys fucking me! To be very honest… I have had more orgasms with guys that have a six inch cocks than I have had with my friend with the eleven inch cock that has fucked me over thirty times. Remember… it's not the size that counts, it's how you use it! Some of you may already know I am a commercial real estate sales representative for a national company. I deal mostly in …
Carols Friend
After returning to Dallas from our weekend together, Carol called her friend Jenny telling her the rumors and stories about me were true. She described her sexual awakening with me and that I was hung like a bull. I was masterful in foreplay and lovemaking. Carol introduced Jenny to me, before I left her the night before I said to meet me for lunch the next day. Jenny wanted to pull out all the stops. Jenny is determined to let me know that she wanted to fuck me more than anything in the world. Jenny is prepared to do all the things I want her to do if I ask. Jenny is 24, in heels she is 5' 11" tall, her body is slender with 34B breasts and she has shoulder length blonde hair. She dressed sexy as she meticulously put on her thong, looking approvingly at her ass as the tiny string disappeared between each cheek, then a pair of tan thigh high stockings. The second she stepped into her white pumps she instantly feels her body temperature go to 1000 degrees, and feels her nipples point right out and begin to ache. There is something about wearing thigh high stockings and high heels that set the mood for fucking, and at this point all she can think about is the distinguished man, Carol introduced her to last night and turning me on like crazy. After stepping into her pumps she looks at her body in the mirror and smiled to herself slyly. " Today it's going to be my hands and mouth all over that huge cock of yours John Malone. Then my pussy would be wrapped around that giant mass …
Collisions
Collisions: *Author Note* I'm going to try playing around with points of view in this story so I can really meld the two halves of this little trilogy in one conclusory story. I'll be switching rapidly at some parts, so pay attention! 🙂 *End note* Gary's POV: Silence rings in my ears following my big question of what will happen with Tabitha, Amanda, and me. Tabitha sits still, deep in thought. Amanda just sits staring into space. I watch them both intently, waiting for someone to break the seemingly endless silence. "What do you want to happen, Gary?" Tabitha asks me. I can't read her expression at all. "I just want this to end happily for all of us." "That's so unhelpful babe, I really hope you realize that. Amanda?" Amanda finally comes back to reality and replies, "Yes?" "What do you want to happen? You finally got him, now what?" "Well… You two are obviously in love, and I know that Gary doesn't love me but… I don't know. You two have already done so much for someone who's done so little in return. I'll agree with whatever you two decide." Tabitha and I look at each other with raised eyebrows. Yesterday Amanda was a total nutbag. Now she was being apologetic and surprisingly direct about her situation. Was my cock magic or something? "I vote this becomes a page in the history books and we all move on," Tabitha says, "any objections?" "Not really. Amanda?" Amanda sits silently for a moment. She can't object, it's be a direct violation of what she'd just said. "I …
my first gangbang in summer night
I’m not what you call a good girl. Some people would call me easy. Others would call me a slut. I won’t deny being either. Most of what they say about me is true, I’ve sucked my fair share of cocks, been fucked by more than my fair share of men and even let a few of them splatter their hot cum all over my skin. However it had all been on a one on one basis until one hot summer night I’m not what you call a good girl. I quickly discovered that I liked sex after developing the kind of curvy body that made men want to have sex with me. I’m by no means a perfect ten. I’m more cute than hot, but I have an above average bra size, thick lips that I’ve been look pretty good wrapped around a hard cock and a willingness to spread my legs. Some people would call me easy. Others would call me a slut. I won’t deny being either. Most of what they say about me is true, I’ve sucked my fair share of cocks, been fucked by more than my fair share of men and even let a few of them splatter their hot cum all over my skin. However it had all been on a one on one basis. Some of those might have been one night stands, some of them might have had girlfriends, but the number of people involved always stayed at just two. Yet I’ll admit for just about as long as I’ve been having sex, I’ve played around with the fantasy of more than one guy taking me at the same time. It would never be more than just a fantasy, I mean what kind of girl would do that sort of thing? What kind of slut would let men fuck …
Blk Gorillaz
This IS NOT a story,…. Its a blog!!! I'm finishing up my first story here, it will be done soon. And, its all about the interracial domination of a white boy by me. Its also a true story. Nearly every story I post will be true stories but, for now I would just like people to get familiar with me,… check out my profile, and especially my photo albulm!!! And, just to clarify, I'm not gay… fucking white sissy boys is just like fucking girls, I fuck bitches plain and simple. The white boys on the other hand,… Well, they may not start off that way but, they turn gay REAL FAST and they never go back!!! I'd love to know what you think!!! The rest of this is the word narrative for my photo albulm read this and, check out the albulm,… tell me what you think!!! This albums is abaout the interracial SEX between young WHITE boys and their rightful BLACK masters! Who are born to dominate,… these White sissy fuck boys who were made to be sucking black dick, and being fucked by dominant black men. White boys are the ideal whore for the black man. There just as beautiful as their female counter parts and, probably JUST as feminine, and are twice as insecure, and 10 times as submissive. And, no matter HOW MUCH you fuck,them they NEVER get pregnant,…"but don't put your clothes back on yet white boy because that's NOT going to stop us from trying!" And, its not going to stop them either. You see white boys are the ideal whore for the black man Jut look at all these Nigger loving …
Cultivating Bettys Garden
Sunday morning brought a clear sunny and warm day and we were all expected at Grandma’s house for Sunday dinner to welcome Cousin Betty. Little did anyone know that Betty had already received my welcome package. My sister Jean knew of my night on the town with Betty but I could trust her not to say anything. After all I was fucking her too! After church we all drove out to Grandma’s house and she met us at the door and was pleased to see us all. She always took care of us and made us feel at home in her house. Cousin Betty had been visiting her and they got along great and it was a good experience for them both. Betty had helped Grandma prepare a wonderful Sunday dinner and we sat and enjoyed it and told stories about each other and things we had done. It was a fantastic day in my life and I sure enjoyed it. After dinner Betty and I had gone outside and sat on the back porch swing and were talking about the wild time we had the other night. She told me that she hadn't had that many orgasms in one night in her entire life. She leaned over and kissed me and thanked me for each one of them. I could feel my dick start to stiffen as I remembered how sweet her pussy tasted and how hard she had fucked me. I told her that she didn't have to thank me because I had probably had more fun than she did. Then I suggested that we could take a walk out behind the garage to check Grandma’s garden. Betty got a real big smile on her face and told me she would like that a lot. I took her by the …
PEEKING IN THE SHOWER
We laid in bed talking naked. She asked me to tell her one of my hot stories. She loved them, and they got her hot. She rated them by hot, hotter and hottest. I rated them by wet, wetter and wettest, because she was my hot story indicator. I noticed a pattern, any story with two women licking, fucking and having any kind of sex, she got the wettest. I wondered if she had a hidden desire to have sex with a woman again. I knew she had been with a woman before. Her best friend was a girl named, Terri. They had met as 11 yr olds and had been best friends ever since. Soon I would find out what all those two little girls had learned about sex from each other. Every time her girlfriend Terri’s name came up, she would smile and get this far away look, and say what a good looking girl she was, hot legs, big tits, nice ass, hot looking hair and described every inch of her body. I asked her once if she ever saw Terri naked. She jumped a little and said, oh sure, girls just do that, changing clothes, showering, they see other girls naked all the time. I ask her to describe Terri in detail. She was only to happy to do so. She started in describing every detail of Terri. The color of her pubic hair, the shape of her tits, the color of her nipples, even how her pussy lips stuck out. After about 5 solid minutes of detail description… she realize how long she had been talking, and just stared into space. I whispered: (…..“have you ever wondered what it would be like to have sex with her?”….) …
nOT A DISGUtiNg ThiNG
I am now concerned about what kind of life I have led.( That is not really a true statement, I know I'm just a swinging dick man whore." I only say this because the rules above cover more than half of my best stories. Well, all I can say is "Shit, piss, motherfucking goat, squeal like a ****d pig, and bless the girl scouts. I was taught about sex by my xxxxxxxxxxx. It started when I stayed over and was taking a bath. Picture me naked other person not but soaping me up really good. Okay now we all know that I know that thing is for more than xxxxxxx out of. So, I was educated early on the subject of human pleasure. [SIDEBAR] The thing about this xxxxxx is I dont feel bad about it I always figured I had the sex one up or equal to others. I was able to get my first pussy at thirteen and my mate loved to fuck so we fucked the shit out of each other. She told some of her friends and soon after I had just about fucked, sucked or been sucked by all the local sluts that I loved so much. My favorite was a girl who had the puffy sexy lips way before they shot them up, she could suck the crome off a bumper no shit. If you ever had a suck that you can feel the sperm dribbling out in a even flow thats a Ten blow job. She had the most beautiful nipples almost an inch long and I would nurse on her for hours. I was in love with this girl, but some how it got all fucked up. To get u on board this is during the late sixties and we were living in changing times and alot of unknowns. To speak …
Horny Hermione – Greybacks Bitch *Reposted*
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the “Harry Potter” characters. These stories are strictly for ‘entertainment’ purposes. Don’t sue me, I have no money. WARNING: These stories are just fantasies but we’ll be dealing with mind-control, non-consent, public sex, and whatever else I want to right. Heed any warnings I put up. I’ll try to make each story in the series a stand-alone so if you don’t like something happening in it, you can just go to the next series. I will be altering facts to suit my purpose. This is Hermione’s 7th year. Book 7 hasn’t happened. So they’re all at the school. McGonagall is headmistress, Snape teaches DADA and was never seen killing Dumbledore, etc, etc, etc. Hermione is 17 years old in this and she’ll always be with older men, Lucius, teachers, etc. If that’s not what you’re looking for, this isn’t the story for you. Coupling: Hermione/Greyback, Hermione/Hagrid Monster: Werewolf NOTE: This is out of order. It came into my head and I just had to write it. Enjoy. I’m reposting this story after rewriting it. I’m sure there are still some errors to the story, but this is a hobby. The first time I posted it, I was in a hurry. I hope it’s better now. ~*~ It was the first Hogsmeade weekend of the year and Hermione grabbed her cloak and hurried down to the front of the castle. Filch was in his usual position by the front doors, checking permission slips. She’d avoided him as much as possible the past few weeks but he had a true knack for finding her. Now she …