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After that first (and very successful!) 'insemination' of that young white married female from Europe, I found myself being offered a second such opportunity; but this time from a married couple from Spain.The wife was in her late 30's, and her husband was older, in his early 50's. Both were professionals; she was an immigration lawyer, and he was a judge. They had both become increasingly concerned with Europe's burgeoning white nationalist activity towards immigrants, and towards African...

The Assassin s Game

A fog hovered low over the ground that evening as the air hung heavy, saturated in humidity of the southern waterfront. “Damn this street,” she muttered to herself while cautiously making her way across the dimly lit colonial cobblestone street in a pair of high heels. Stepping onto the brick sidewalk, she sighed with relief and walked toward the bright neon ‘Open’ sign at the corner. Dead silence greeted her steps until the loud low boom of a merchant ship’s horn startled her. “I hate those...

School for Sex Slaves part 2

As per popular demand, here is second part! Please read part one before you read this. Enjoy!Lina woke up the next morning groggy and sore. Everything hurt! She slowly got up and went to the bathroom to do her daily enema and shower. It felt nice to wash away all the sticky cum and feel fresh again. She was hesitant to put a butt plug for the day, but after some debate she settled for a smaller one. It was her graduation day, she needed to go to the school and pick up her Diploma and the...

The Munch

It had been a long week for them both. While he was busy at the office doing the corporate thing, she was at home taking care of the household duties. Each had more work than time to do it, and so when the weekend finally got close they were looking forward to some quiet peaceful time together. They treasured the time they spent together; it never seemed to be enough. That Thursday while they were sitting at dinner eating, she approached him with an idea. "Master, may I ask what we are doing...

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Africa 2007Although this is based on fact, I have added additional characters. Only to fuel my desires after the event and when we got home. I wrote the account for my wife who was and is still amazing.After considerable thought and discussion (also some disappointments from unreliable contacts in Yorkshire & the UK in general) We can safely say that the place to find large and very well hung willing blacks for a white English wife is the Gambia. Mixed in with a great and fascinating...

Diavolo Prologue

Prologue Gabriel entered the dimly lit room. Machinery whirred and blipped. His sweet grandmother lay in a nest of wires and tubes, her silver hair a frothy halo around her head. She looked so frail, this woman who’d raised him with an iron fist. She’d wiped his nose, swatted his behind when he misbehaved, and soothed his fears when the nightmares had threatened to overwhelm him. She’d been his rock, his fuel, backing him up in his crazy dreams of stardom until they became a reality. ...

The Gift

Reflecting back on my life, I now realize the games we play with real lives have no do-overs, and might lead to dire consequences. You can spend a life-time shaping your character and establishing a reputation, to only watch it burst like a soap bubble because of an impulsive action. I've always considered myself to be an intelligent, self-controlled rational man and think we might be on the cusp of a really bad decision.Here we are, driving in the snow, on our way to meet our long-time...

Just A Tiny Spark

I hadn’t seen her before, and like always when meeting someone I wasn’t familiar with, I became tongue-tied. Though today, for some unfathomable reason, my awkward shyness was even worse. I had decided to come first thing in the morning before the big rush to the library started, but that meant that we were the only two people here and there was no crowd to hide in. Her green eyes roamed up and down the stack of computer books I had placed on the counter from behind sophisticated, dark rimmed...

Sundara Part 1

Prologue Hello readers, this is Rupali. I know what you’re thinking: if Rupali is writing the foreword for one of Belinda’s “Headmaster” stories then her secret mystery man is no longer a mystery. It’s true; I know his identity. I feel a bit late to the party because her readers knew so long ago but … well I’m one of you now; no more secrets. The story that follows is – Belinda tells me – the second of three on my discovery of her secret. I read the first one: ‘Twisting on the …’ – I can’t say...

Chula Vista Dreaming part three

We had only one high school in Chula Vista in 1953. I think the population for the city was about fifteen thousand then. I was graduating from Chula Vista High School, and the ceremony would be on a Saturday. My father, Robert, and stepmother, Cindy, would be there. My two stepsisters, Sheila and Maggie, would too. This would be the first time we had all been together since Christmas. The Friday before, we seniors were taking a day off. We called it Sneak Day, but the officials of the school...

Saturday

It's a Saturday. It's such a beautiful day that I hardly care I have to work. Networking is a huge part of my job. My boss couldn't function here without me. I have all the information on who best to suck up to which is the whole point of this party. Investors. My boss needs them and I know all about them. The only draw back is I have to dress up, to make the best impression I can. Wearing a cocktail dress during the day feels weird. It's gold, long and figure hugging. I can barely breath in...

Knock Knock Knock

I lived in a two-story colonial at the time. I arrived home mid morning after a very long night at work. After sending the babysitter home, I went to the laundry room in the basement, took off my work clothes and threw them into the hamper. I went back upstairs and proceeded to take a shower. I needed to wash off all my night sweat. The warm water felt great against my sore body. The pulsating streams of water coming out of my handheld shower-head was working it's magic on my body. After about...

The Lady Is A Tramp

It was a slow day at the office and I was just about to close up shop and head home when the phone rang, scaring the daylights out of me. Since we are a construction company and usually it is pretty noisy when we are working, the ringer on the phone is set pretty loud. But now with it as quiet as it was, it was deafening and I practically jumped out of my skin when it rang! "Hello, Johnson Brothers Landscaping, can I help you?" I said, once I could speak again. "Yes this is Claudia Wentworth. I...

College Celebrations Erica s Bukake

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