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"Honey, we should go out tonight! We never do anything," my beautiful wife Gina said to me. We never go out, and always stay home. She is finally able to convince me to step out to a club on this Saturday night.

A few things about my loviely wife. Her name is Gina; She is a beautiful tall Bolivian blonde; she has the prettiest face you will ever see, and has a body that would make any man want to bow down to her. She keeps in shape all the time, and even though she is not old (early 30's), she looks a lot younger because of how active she stays.

To say that I love her would be an understatement. The way she smiles at me makes me melt; the way she touches or grabs me makes me feel as if I am being touched by an angel; her softness, tenderness, and playful attitude always makes the pulse of my cock beat. I sometimes wonder why she is with me. I am in my late twenties, and by all means, not a bad looking guy, but we are very different in energy. She loves to dance salsa, and I listen to classical music; she goes out to hike and play tennis, and I go to museums and opera shows. With that said, we make it work, because I do everything I can to please her in bed. I worship her like the Empress that she is and I write a poem to her everyday, which she loves a lot. I also have agreed to let her have sex with other guys, so long as It's not in out home. I am a nerdy, beta male type of guy, so a girl like her needs to be with an alpha male. I want her to be happy, so why wouldn't I want her to be pleasured by other men? I am pretty liberal to begin with and I have never been the jealous type.

We go to a club in the city to let loose and have fun. Gina is wearing a blue mini-skirt, a black and white sleeveless shirt, and 6 inch high heels. She is looking very provocative and makes me feel like the most important man in the world when our arms are locked together in public.

As we enter the club we order a few drinks and just observe the entire club. After 15 minutes we start to dance and let loose, and I start to notice two black guys standing at the bar just observing Gina as she dances. We eventually go back to the bar and order a few drinks. We stand around waiting as a few people start to walk away from the bar. All of a sudden we are both standing next to the black gentleman that were staring at her while she was at the dance floor. Gina gives them a look as the three of them smile at one another.

Both men were taller than me. I stand at 5'8, while both guys were just about six feet tall. One was dark skin with braids, while wearing a tight black shirt showing off his muscles. The other had a bald head, was jet black, and was wearing a tight fitted suit, showing off a heavy bulge. Gina kept staring at his bulge as we waited for our drinks.

"Honey, can you please not do this," I say to her with a worried look.
"Baby, relax, I am just being nice."

Our drinks finally show up. As I am reaching for my pocket, one of the black men pays for Gina's drink. I looked very shock at how aggressive they were being towards us, but before I can object, the braided negro grabs Gina on her ass and directly says to me, "well take it from here, little man," as they both start to walk away with her. Gina just gives me a "sorry babe" type of look as she sips off her drink and moves with them. The female bartender just stares at me as If I am a worthless cuck.

Gina is now sitting with the two black men in a table for three. I find a way to insert myself in by grabbing a chair so I could sit next to her. Because of the loud music playing I have to speak into her ear so she can hear me.

"Baby, I don't think you should talk to these guys."
"Honey, stop it! You know the deal between us. Why would you say this to me?"
"I know, but... These guys? They are black. They look like thugs!"
"I don't like racism at all, so please don't talk that way. Besides, I have always wanted to be with a black guy, or in this case, guy's." :)

Before I could finish speaking to Gina, the bald headed black guy gets in between us and gets close to my face. He puts his arm around Gina and starts talking to me.
"Look at me and my boy, and look at you. Do you really want to see us angry? I promise you, it will not be pretty."
"Excuse me?" I ask.
He starts to rub Gina's legs and then starts rubbing from the inside of her skirt. He clearly is rubbing her pussy right in front of me to show show me his dominance. The other black guy stands behind me. I am getting kind of nervous now.

"Were going to fuck this Latina slut. We are black men and the least you can do is lend her to us for the sins against our ancestors during slavery."
"Um... Ah, okay. What are you're names?"
"I am Rasha and the guy with braids behind you is Jacob."
"Ah... Okay." I say as I shake.

He is still rubbing Gina's pussy. She doesn't even know that I am here. This is so hurtful to me.

"Thanks, little man!" Rasha says to me. I feel so emasculated in front of my wife. I want to do something, but what could I do?

I am sitting there as I watch Gina dancing with both these men. She is grinding on Jacob's cock and Rasha is grinding on her from the front. I am just sitting there watching these men feel up on my wife in front of a bunch of people.

About 20 minutes pass by and Gina is getting more sexual with the black guys. I finally go up to her and try to get her a away from them. She shouldn't be with black guys to begin with. This is not okay with me.
"Gina, let's go!" I say to her as I grab her arm.
Rasha & Jacob both grab me and get me away from her in a very aggressive manner.
"Are you fucking stupid, cuck?" Jacon asks me.
Two black bouncers show up to defuse the problem. I try to tell them that me and Gina is an item, but they won't believe me.
"Gina, baby, please tell them," I plead to her.
"I don't know who this creep is. Thes are my two lovers and he is a racist stalker," she says to them. I am horrified over this.
The bouncers both escort me out of the club. Rasha & Jacob are just smiling in a smug manner at me.

I am standing outside all alone. I am contemplating getting in the car and driving home. Clearly Gina wants to be with these guys. What can I do? But just like that I get a text message from Gina. She told me that she was sorry and that I was messing up her flow with those two bulls. She also told me to please wait for her.

I wait in the car for almost 2 hours. She finally comes out of the club, but to my shock, she is with both Rasha and Jacob. The 3 of them just stood outside of the car without trying to make an attempt to get inside. It's as if they were waiting for a servant to open the door for them. *Sigh* "I guess I have to get out," I say to myself.
I get out to open the door for all 3 of them and I notice cum on Gina's lips. She is not even looking at me as they all sit in the back of the car. I start to drive and I quickly start hearing the sounds of their heavy kissing flood my ears. "I can't believe this is happening!" I think to myself. It's a 40 minute drive back home, so I am stuck listening to these black men having their way with my beautiful blond wife. 12 minutes pass by and Gina puts her left leg on my shoulder. As I am driving I am feeling the passion she is having. I see Jacob feeding her his BBC, while Rasha is licking her beautiful titts. I start to lick her toes as this is happening. What a cuck I am, no? They get my woman's body, and I get her toes.

30 minutes into the ride, Gina places her face in my shoulder. She is getting double penetrated by these two guys. Her pretty face is just laying on my shoulder as I drive. She is so angelic; she is so pretty and beautiful. That yellow hair is just resting on me as she is taking a soft, but harsh pounding. She is moaning into my ears as I stop at a traffic light. I feel the way they are pounding her with every bump her body takes towards me, with every moan into my ear. As I look into her eyes, I start to think to myself.

"I wish I had a big dick like these guys. Why couldn't you make me as big as these guy's, God? My 7 incher is nothing compared to them. I wish I could make my wife moan and groan like this. I wish I could make her orgasim the way they do. I have to much envy over these men!"

We finally get home. Gina still doesn't talk to me, as If I am a ghost. At this point, neither is Rasha or Jacob. We get into our apartment and the 3 of them quickly go into my bedroom. Before I can get in I hear the door lock. I am forced to sleep in the living room where I listened to these men fuck my Gina for 3 hours. "I want to have your babies!" She screams at them. I go to sleep hoping for this to end when I wake up.

I wake up at around 1 PM. I get up and go to the room to see Gina. She is not there. No one is in the apartment. I find a note on the table. It reads -

"Sorry baby, but by the time you read this letter, I will be on a plane to Zimbabwe to start a new life with Rasha & Jacob. I am going to be their sex slave and breed for them. They are too much man for me to turn down. Besides, they have ruined me for you and other white guys. I do love you, but.... I just love their cocks more."

Love, Gina.

Rasha sends me pictures vial e-mail on the vacations Gina is on with them. Apparently they are royalty in their tribe and have lots of money. They showed me a tape of them fucking Gina in a German penthouse. Of course I am sad. I cry for her everyday. She now has given them both k**s. I am now living an asexual life.

I look at a picture of Gina blowing Jacob in a beach in some unknown tropical island. With a soft tone and a tear coming out of my eye I say "I love you, Gina. I will always love you!"

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Kirstie stepped tentatively into the bar. She had arrived that evening from New York, but was too excited to catch up on her sleep. At last, she was here! In Africa, on a safari holiday! She had flown in with a group of Americans and had been met at the airport by the safari firm, where she had met the other people who would be on the tour with her. Some of them were in the bar, but they did not seem to have noticed her. They were a mixed bag. Two couples, two families with their kids, and...

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Postcards From the PacificChapter 3 Kwajalien

Depart: 8:20 a.m. Arrive: 5:40 p.m. Tues., May 29 Tues, May 29 Guam (GUM) Kwajalein, Marshall Isl (KWA) One stop. Time on ground 0.45 Travel Time: 7 hr 20 mn Distance: 1,590 miles Flight:UA755 Aircraft: Boeing 737-800 Fare Class: United Economy (Y) Meal: Breakfast No Special Meal Offered. Sheila: The previous night had a surreal quality. For one thing, it was the middle of the day in New Jersey. Sean can fall asleep any time, anywhere, which is a skill I envy. He says he...

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Postcards From THE ESTATEMy Wife My Pimp Chap 1

POSTCARDS FROM THE ESTATE: MY WIFE, MY PIMP, PART 1: I BECOME A WOMAN 1946EW "Remember," my wife said, kissing the tip of her forefinger and pressing it to my lips lightly, so as not to muss my lipstick, "Keep track of everything you do with the St. Clairs. We've let them have too many extras." I kissed her finger looking directly into he eyes. Wordlessly, I opened the passenger side door and swung my nylon-encased legs out, planting my three-inch heels firmly on the pavement...

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Postcards Ch 03

Author’s Note: Kwajalein is a real place, as is the battle, the sunken Prinz Eugen, even the two pine trees. I encourage you to google the island. Chapter 3 Depart: 8:20 a.m. Arrive: 5:40 p.m. Tues., May 29 Tues, May 29 Guam (GUM) Kwajalein, Marshall Isl (KWA) One stop. Time on ground 0.45 Travel Time: 7 hr 20 mn Distance: 1,590 miles Flight:UA755 Aircraft: Boeing 737-800 Fare Class: United Economy (Y) Meal: Breakfast No Special Meal Offered. Sheila: The previous night had a surreal...

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Postcards

POSTCARDS. BY CASSANDRA ANACONDA MORRISON Tiresias Tiresias (tire' shes, -sees) (tire' shes, -sees), in Greek mythology, blind soothsayer who appears in many legends, and who, according to Ovid's METAMORPHOSES, lived for 20 years as a man and 20 years as a woman. FRANK & DORIS CASWELL April 17 1974 Riverton Blvd. Apt. 9 Honeywell, Tx 79606 Dear Frank & Doris: Well, our trip got off to a great start. The wife and I are really enjoying...

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Things get wild in Africa

Back in the fifties and sixties, my father worked in Tanganyika or Tanzania as it’s now called. I was then twenty, I was in the British army, based in the UK and I had saved up two months leave having been given permission to take an extended leave to visit my parents. They lived at the time in a very remote area with only a small handful of European engineers and a number of Indians, mostly Sikhs who occupies mainly admin roles. I quickly realised how boring those two months were going to...

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Wife servicing in Africa

As you will all know well, it’s an extremely common fantasy amongst white women to have sex with black men, and that many white men (including myself) love watching our wives or girlfriends be fucked by African men.The reason why I’m writing is that my wife and I returned to the States in 2017 after four years of living in Lagos (we had a villa off of Bishop Olunole Street on Victoria island, not far from the Villa Angelia hotel there). I worked for an oil industry logistics company.For...

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More Made In Africa

[Once again---dedicated to A and T, and their incredible decision to thwart, at the most fundamental level, the sad racist legacy of their fellow Caucasian ancestors. No crazy, and totally unnecessary, wall will ever defeat this plan, either!]Mara stood naked in front of the full-length mirror, and turned sideways, and as she did, and seeing her ever-expanding belly, she couldn't help but smile with the fact that she was not just pregnant, but pregnant by Omar, an older, but no less sexually...

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Made In Africa

[For A, and T. May that African fertilized baby be well loved and cherished always!]I'm watching my sleeping wife's peaceful face, and as I do, I cannot help but think back to early that summer when she and I were in Kenya on our 'vacation.' We did our share of sightseeing (the wildlife parks there were truly amazing), but our main objective for being there was to meet up with Omar, an older Zambian African male who was working in Kenya for the season, in order for my wife and he to make a baby...

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Mothers Day in Africa

OK, it exists but nothing near the scope seen in USA. My Ken is a generous fellow but he has lost his mind completely and maybe his wife too.It was American Mothers Day in Ghana. Ken had a wonderful European caterer do all the work at Ozzie and Kristen's place. Heck, it's the only place big enough for 16. Extravagant dining for sure. I recognized the Champagne as $200 a bottle Grand Dame from France. Pregnant or not, I had some, not much, 2 glasses. Yup, can't wait to see the bill from...

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My ex girlfriend in Africa

Colleagues have invited me to this incredible safari lodge in Kenya for Christmas. It sits on top of a hill overlooking the plane below. The cottages have no doors, no windows, while the place has no fence. Maasai, the local tribe keeps guard to protect the place,from wild a****ls. A bit of a kick in itself. I owe my ex-GF a big favor so I pay her to fly in and join me. We pick her up from the airstrip and drive back in the jeep. She's wearing a sleeveless shirt with a nice cleavage and I can...

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a girls view everything has a Horn in Africa

I could hear the water run, so I got up and made my way across to the window and peeled back the curtain, just enough to be able to see out, and not attract attention to my action.I could feel my heart thump in my chest, I had anticipated this moment since I had arrived here, and now it had.I looked down onto the area where the water ran, bathed in the hot afternoon sun, reflecting from the wet stony floor, and onto the bodies of four young black men, of varying heights and body sculpture.My...

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A white womans adventures in Africa

Part 1 - prologueZoe always dreamed of black cocks, not just any black cock but long African Zulu cock, she could think of nothing better than letting one of those smelly cocks slide down her throat as far as it could go and hold it there until her eyes started to water, and then doing it again and again. She would go to her local supermarket and find the biggest cucumber in the shop, pay for it quickly and run back to the car, first she would put a black condom on it, then ram it in her mouth,...

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Nurses in Africa

Karen Tanner and her friend Linda had been on a shopping trip to the bazaar in the small town near where they worked. They were both nurses working on a one year contract in a small west African country. Both women were very experienced and had been offered nearly double their pay at home to spend a year working with sick and extremely poor people.Both women were married although Karen and her husband were separated months before she left for this job. Karen had found this position, applied and...

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south africa

All of Them are part of one of the most rich family in the world (TheDel Monte, a family coming by Argentina were They have some relativeswith the same taste) and by the high of Theirs status They think Theirsword is low and to have power of life and death over the niggers whowork in Their estate and are here not for their want.1. The pickingThe white Limousine drove on very slowly in the middle of the poorquarters of the city. Four security guards escorted the car. The blacktinted window-panes...

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Mercyless Africa

4:32 pm Anja sat in the office of a forgotten police post on the outskirts of Bamako as part of European training assistance for local police, filling out checklists documenting her work with Malian police officers today. When the lists were filled, she leaned back in her office chair and enjoyed the wind from the fan. Forty-seven-year-old German Inspector Anja Krause was divorced and had an eighteen-year-old son. She had shoulder-length, copper-colored hair, large, full breasts and freckles on...

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Maid In South Africa

Having spent a large chunk of the money he had inherited from his grandfather on a Cape Town mansion, Joe Parkinson discovered that he now had a rich person’s problem; keeping a mansion clean and tidy was a lot more work than doing so in a one-bedroom bachelor pad.His friends were imperfectly sympathetic, pointing out he could employ someone since he earned a decent salary at the power station and unlike them, he did not have a mortgage to pay...

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Africa

The old man stood on the foothills of Kilimanjaro, looking out across the Serengeti. He could smell it in the air, the yellow. The aka. He saw it as a haze to the north. And he knew that it was time. "And I am saying to you, Old Man, that this is superstitious nonsense. It is like the tales your women tell around the water hole. Laughable except to children." The old man shook his head, slowly. "Listen to you speak! 'Superstitious nonsense'. 'Your women'. You have been away too...

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Postcards From the PacificChapter 4 Time Share

Depart: 9:15 a.m. Thu., May 31 Kwajalein, Marshall Islands (KWA) Arrive: 5:50 p.m. Wed., May 30, -1 day Honolulu, HI (HNL) Flight Time: 6 hr 35 mn Travel Time: 6 hr 35 mn 1 Stop. Time on the ground is 52 minutes. Distance: 2,446 miles Flight: UA1655 Aircraft: Boeing 737-800 Fare Class: United Economy (Q) Meal: Dinner No Special Meal Offered. Sheila: There is an old joke. A student answers a professor by saying, "I have a deficient education. My high school did not offer mind...

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