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After the Hurricane

It was not until days after the storm, when things started to get back to a slight normalcy that he returned. I collapsed into a heap of sobs the second he came through the door and I cried and shook in his arms for a very long time until I was too weak to even hiccup. We fell asleep for a while. I woke up to him booting up his laptop. My eyes heavy but my voice was back. I told him to check for the email I sent him while I was waiting for his return. Hi sweetheart: I know you do not have...

After the Hurricane

It was not until days after the storm, when things started to get back to a slight normalcy that he returned. I collapsed into a heap of sobs the second he came through the door and I cried and shook in his arms for a very long time until I was too weak to even hiccup. We fell asleep for a while. I woke up to him booting up his laptop. My eyes heavy but my voice was back. I told him to check for the email I sent him while I was waiting for his return. Hi sweetheart: I know you do not have...

Between The Hurricanes

Hurricane Charley had ripped over their house almost a week ago, blowing transformers and turning power lines in to fettucini. By now they were well-versed the ice-melting rates of their various coolers and how to spend mid-August afternoons without becoming pork rinds. The utility company had blessed a neighborhood a few blocks away with electricity and a friend offered the salvation of air conditioning to them. He declined, wanting to stay with his house just in case the power came back on,...

A Family of Men in America

My name is Josh Fernando and I’m a student at Brutus College in Sanford, Maine. Originally, I’m from the Island Nation of Haiti, down in the Caribbean. Cap Haitian is my hometown. I attended College Notre Dame, an all-male private Catholic High School located in Cap. I received a very good education which prepared me for dealing with the world. This year, I moved to America with my father Franklin and brothers Carlos and Jose. For a young brother like myself, this new school and the country...

Miss Blind America

*Dedicated to Wayne P. over at SOLDG* This is a true* story; all characters and events described are based on factual accounts, although some small portions of dialogue have been altered for dramatic effect. Certain manufacturers or their representatives have paid a substantial fee to, or performed many hours of cunnilingus upon, the author for the shameless promotion of products and services. Any persons who believe this are invited to forward their most recent bank statements, along with a...

Three ugly Africans

"I GOT FUCKED IN AFRICA BY THREE UGLY BLACK MEN WITH GUNS"!Traveling is my favorite thing. I've been all over the world without any problems, until Africa. I had rented a car to explore one of those exotic dictatorships of the dark continent and I was having a really great time. As a gorgeous, blond, single woman, I have come to enjoy men learing at me lustily, undressing me with their eyes. It was a blast, until I tried to leave the country... Handcuffed behind my back I sat on a wooden chair...

Holiday in Africa

I was so happy to finally go on holiday again. It was already a few years ago. My husband, John, was always so busy that he only took one week off a year and he travelled so much professionally that he preferred to spend his free time at home. I understood that of course, but the other way around I was mostly at home taking care of our daughter Sarah and I craved a holiday that pulled me out of the daily grind. However, this time John had to go to Bulagandra for a week for his work and we had...

Wife raped in South Africa

We travelled to Port Elizabeth and rented a bungalow , it was beautiful. We relaxed and probably were less aware of our surroundings. We visited an Elephant Park which was great and went out to a lighthouse at Cape Recife. We went to eat in Port Elizabeth and while walking met a man who seemed very friendly and said he was called Sipho. He sort of hung around all day chatting and said he wanted to get to know people from Europe. My wife thought he was funny and when he naked if we wanted a...

Wives of Africa

Michelle was the queen bee of the social scene for the rich middle class in the capital. Her husband had a finger in every pie and could make or break people financially. She was not a person to say no to. Rosemary was married to a fellow doctor and she was serious in her commitment to helping others. She had come out to Africa to work in a small hospital and had little time for the other three. They could only talk about their swimming pools or their clothes. They were so shallow. What...

Wives of Africa

Introduction: Four beautiful white women are summoned to a restaurant by a powerful rich woman. all four of them have a secret to hide but what does their host want from them? Conspicuous by their beauty but more noticeably their colour the four white women sat in the expensive bar of the best hotel in the capital city. All four of them were in their early twenties, three of them trophy brides for their high-flying husbands. They barely knew each other. The invite had been from Michelle. ...

Mali West Africa

The moment I go down the stairs of the plane, it feels like coming home. The warm sun, the smell, the atmosphere. It's my first time in Africa, but it feels like I'm returning to familiar ground. At the small airport of Bamako it is crowded, very crowded. Taxi drivers come to us as soon as we pass customs. One with an even better price than the other. My travel companion has been to Mali before, he worked here for a couple of years. He decides that we choose one at the taxi rank. We take the...

An Arrest in Western Africa

The 4-door, double-cab green Land Rover Defender pick-up bounded down the bumpy dirt road at a high speed. It had the words ‘NATIONAL GENDARMERIE’ emblazoned in bright red on either side. The vehicle was being driven at a high speed by Senior Corporal (Sr Crpl) Essa Kinte. Beside the driver was platoon supervisor, Staff Sergeant (Stf Sgt) Boto Sowe. In the modified truck bed the recent Academy graduate, Corporal (Crpl) Gibril Ndaw, was manning the mounted DShK heavy machine gun. He was the...

The Great Horn of Africa

This is NOT my work, but another great read that lead to a few nights of hot African roleplay sex!All credit is due to Shooter3704.-------------------------------------------------------This work is copyrighted to the author © 2014. Pleasedon't remove the author information or make any changesto this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration.--------------------------------------------------------Great Horn of Africaby shooter3704 (address defunct)***A man's wife expresses...

Almost Out of Africa

The beat-up Jeep bounced along the deeply rutted dirt road, raising a cloud of dust behind it. After miles of empty country, passing only the occasional isolated village or solitary hut, the vehicle was entering the ramshackle outskirts of Kemo City, capitol of Mabuto. Passing a crowded roadside market, the truck drew stares from many of the locals, who rarely saw Westerners pass through the streets of their backwards nation. Mabuto was an African country in decline; its' traditional poverty...

Tammy Starts Work In Africa

David Burton gripped the steering wheel hard as he drove downtown. A slight sweat beaded his brow. He glanced in the rear view mirror. His beautiful daughter sat there quietly. Her sapphire blue eyes watching the passing scenery as the light faded and another magnificent sunset broke over the African city of Harare. His thoughts were far from the sunset, just one of many hundred panoramic and beautiful sunsets he had seen over the last 21 months. As she turned her head and looked through the...

The Preacher s Wife Finds Love in a Tent in Africa

Maggie’s customers included the Christians of Faith (COF) organization in Omaha. She audited their books every three months, a job of 3 or 4 days for which they paid her one thousand dollars plus the cost of a modest hotel room. By the standards of the small town in Kansas where she lived with her husband, an evangelical preacher, that was good money. She was working her way through the accounts one afternoon when her phone rang. It was John Bright, the President of COF in Washington,...

A Holiday In Africa

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...

Men s Rights Activist in America

Brother Samuel here. Your favorite big and tall, good-looking bisexual black male writer and urban adventurer. The world changed in 2008 and I think many people are still playing catch-up. Lately, I’ve been seeing racist men and racist women acting more shifty than usual. They are looking at black people differently. And I’ve been seeing black men and black women walking a little taller. I think it all has to do with a black man being the President of the United States of America. I could be...

A Bisexual Arab Man in America

September 11, 2011 is upon us. The day feared by countless Americans and Arabs worldwide. Will some religious nutcase from the Muslim world try something crazy and finally push the United States toward the complete obliteration of the Arab world? Will Arab-Americans be rounded up like Japanese-Americans were during World War Two after the Japanese Imperialists stormed Pearl Harbor? I’m glad the day went peacefully, for more reasons than you can imagine. My name is Djamal Adul-Muqaddim and I...

New America the Suffrage of MenChapter 1 Formation of New America

Abuse of Power Absolute Power Corrupts Absolutely Two well dressed women wearing business suits are escorted into the Oval Office of the Whitehouse and asked to sit on one of the two opposing couches. One woman was Caroline Gates, a petite brunette with very short hair. The other was Megan McConnell a redhead of medium build, with hair of curls reaching her shoulders. Both are dressed in business suits consisting of a white blouse, jacket and matching trousers, and both wearing high heeled...

Men s Colleges in America

Theodore Malvis is the name. Who am I? A tall, good-looking young black man who happens to be the hero of this story. Adventure is the nature of my game. Well, that’s my hidden passion, anyway. In my everyday life, I’m a student at Graystone University. It’s a small, private Roman Catholic school located in the small town of Graystone, Kansas. I found out about this school during the second semester of my senior year in high school. Back then, I lived in Boston,Massachusetts. I was a student at...

A Film that Changed America

Gather around all you young people and let me tell you about a film that changed America. Almost by itself, this one movie took our middle class who were hopelessly mired in the bible belt of the fifties into the swinging seventies and eighties. You see while the youths and the hip people escaped into the sixties, the middle class would not allow itself to make that big of a leap into freedom. Long hair, weird clothes, and drugs among other things would not yet fit into their stalwart...

Mr and Mrs America

This is a different one for me. No cheating. No elaborate plots. Just a story of appreciating what you have. I’ve been told that happiness is not having everything you want, but wanting what you have. And there is more than one way to betray someone, so here’s a story about that. Edited by my good friend NonetheWiser, who, as usually, takes my drivel and makes it readable. The man truly has the ability to polish a turd and make it shine! It does start with a funeral. Sorry Ohio — I hope it...

Welcoe To America

So Mary, a good middleclass girl, stuck it out. She stayed with Habib for two years because he was a good provider. He was working sixty-seven hours a week at a eatery on the near-west-side of Indianapolis, and that was a problem because the unskilled lover was almost never a lover at all anymore; and when he was, he smelt of the fish and vinegar that the eatery so famously served. This is where I come in. I was blocked. I had been fighting on a follow up novel to my first novel that had...

Thank God Roth Chose America

CHAPTER ONE (England) Disillusioned, angry and feeling like whoring, Rothschild Cape stood outside the publishing house of Byron and Shakespeare, rejected manuscript under his arm. He watched a lady riding sidesaddle eating grapes but holding her nose as she passed the horse-drawn night-cart that ought to have been off the streets at that time of day. Roth loved whores but so many of them here in London were diseased with pocked-faces. Perhaps he should sail for America where the skies were...

Welcoe To America

Introduction: A strory about a cheating wife in Indiana Mary Beth Anderson was an all American girl from Indiana. She had roots in Kentucky and all about the American way. She was a single mother of nineteen and had just split up from the father of her child. On a chance encounter with a friend of a friend she met Habib. Habib was a young man from Jordon, slightly older at twenty-four. So needing a change, and Habib was certainly a change from the high school sweetheart who had fathered her...

Coming to America

The silver Lear Jet flew high above the giant city, Flashing in the sunlight. Nikki couldn’t believe her eyes. She had never seen a city so large, all she could do was look and wonder. Truly America was the land of opportunity, and this strange city called New York only proved beyond doubt that this was so. Growing up in a tiny village in the middle of the huge Kuroz forests of Siberian Russia hadn’t prepared her for a sight like this. Winning the opportunity to come to...

Nikki Comes To America

Scott was drunk. He’d had a terrible day, and just wanted to loose himself in a funk of alcohol. He was sick at heart, and felt that he just couldn’t take it any more. He knew that he was one of the most success- ful business men in the world, but sometimes everything just seemed to overwhelm him and he just had to go away and drown himself in sorrow for a day or two. It never made him feel better, but he just couldn’t help him- self. He guessed it was his one serious...

My Korean WifeChapter 2 Middle America

We are in Kansas Toto. From Korea the Army reassigned me to Ft. Riley Kansas, a small base near Manhattan Kansas where Kansas University is located. They sent me over first and my wife, Hae-eu, followed in four months. To say moving to America was a culture shock to my wife was a major understatement. It took her three months just to stop crying. She missed her family and everything Korean. Her home sickness was literally making her ill. By the end of the first year she was beginning to...

In America

THIS IS NOT TRUE AT ALL. DON'T TAKE SERIOUSLY It was yet another Friday, and Devon was sitting in his last class watching the clock. His teacher handed back the grades from the last debate and Devon, as usual, had gottan a 100%. He began to wonder if being able to convince people to do things would be useful in his high school life. While thinking, his eyes landed upon the new girl, Maria. She had just moved a week ago from Peru. Her skin was a light tan, her hair long and black. Her breasts...

The unlucky American

The unlucky American. ? A reader of some of my other stories challenged me to write one about a terrified boy enslaved by a girl. This is the outcome of my efforts. ? Note: Tim’s private thoughts are marked by single inverted commas: ‘Shit’; direct speech by double: "Yes, Mistress". ? Part one. ? "I'm an American citizen, for chrissake. It's your fucking duty to defend me!" I shouted angrily at the embassy's legal secretary. ? "You are and I have". She looked calmly back. ? "But I was...

Taken in African

I was a twenty three year old Australia guy, bumming it around South andWest Africa on an extended holiday. I had little money, however couldusually find a good time wherever I went.The two mates I was travelling with had been together for a couple ofmonths when I joined them about six weeks ago and we all got on welltogether. Michael was from southern England and was a good looking guy withthe usual smooth pale skin, sandy hair and good body, as he played a lot ofsoccer at home. Mike, who was...

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This is my first story in Iss . Always feel that everybody writes their fantasies in this columns.because it feels too good to be true.I narrate a true life incidence that took place recently.I have a wife who is not interested in sex.so I have to look elsewhere to satisfy my physical desires.It is not my fault.I am very hungry. I am on a lookout for a female who will become my paramanant lover.Now a days it is very fearful with so many Aids coming.Recently I got a chance with a co worker in my...

Strong Men in Modern America

Samuel here. I’ve been called many things. From sadistic misanthrope to freak. From cruel and unusual bastard to literary genius. Well, many people can’t agree on what to make of me. I’m the writer whose stories show men and women at their best and worst. There are bad men and bad women in this world. The media and society at large thinks of women as saints and heroes while they think of men as villains and buffoons. Well, I think villainy is inherently part of both sexes. I also see television...

Black Zombies Of America

Do you know what it’s like to be hunted? Well, I do. Night after night they come for me. All because of what I am. It’s not easy being a zombie in a world full of humans, folks. I didn’t choose this. It’s not much of a life but it’s all I’ve got. And I’ll be damned if I simply let them take it from me. Here I am, roaming through the woods of rural Massachusetts, being tracked down by men and women with guns, and those damn dogs they use to sniff out my kind. I’m injured, tired and it’s...

Age of Consent in North America

The ages of consent for sexual activity vary by jurisdiction across North America. Overview ... The age of consent is the age at or above which a person is considered to have the legal capacity to consent to sexual activity. Both partners must be of legal age to give consent, although exceptions may exist when both partners are within a certain number of years in age. Persons below the age of consent may not, by law, give consent, and sexual relations involving such persons may be punished...

Maricel s Shocking Trip to America

The petite young Filipina was on her first trip away from the Philippines as a gift from her parents for graduating from high school with excellent marks.Her parents had decided she was responsible and trustworthy enough to go on her dream vacation to America - alone. Maricel was indeed a very responsible young girl -she stuck to her studies and never went on dates with boys. Today, her 18th birthday, Maricel took a tour bus to see the Blue Ridge Mountains in the state of Georgia. She...

Horny Sweet Indian Aunty In America

Hello friends, my name is Imran from Detroit Michigan, USA. I want to share my real experience with you guys, please give me your feedback at my email id (). If anybody want to be a friend just reply to my id. I had a lot of sex experience with the my girl friends. This Indian aunty experience, I will not forget in my whole life. I have a 7 inch long and 2.5inch thick size of tool and women definitely love it. Here is the story I used to stay in the Indian community in Michigan Area, In America...

Letter from America

The letter from America1968Martin White and his wife Sarah were lying in bed .It wasn’t late in fact it was hardly dark but they had decided on an early night.Martin had decided to give “Don Quixote” another chance but his heart just wasn’t in it.Martin let the book tumble from his hand as it made a satisfying “clump” on the bedroom carpet ……“Fuck it” said Martin “I’ve seen the movie , why do I bother” ?Martin was typically English if there is...

To America

To America A Short Story Sequel to "From Russia" inspired by a Captioned Image By Maryanne Peters Jana's Story "It's OK honey," said John, holding Jana close and stroking her long blonde hair. "We can take steps. We can go to a fertility specialist. It could be me - lack of sperm. I am so much older than you." "It's not you John, it's me," she whimpered. "You don't know that." "I do," she said. "I know it for sure. I can never have children. You see, John, I haven't...

WELCOME TO AMERICA

WELCOME TO AMERICA After eighteen years, the Company that my husband and I started when we first got married had finally struck gold, the years of going without many things, may have finally ended. Our biggest setback was my car accident, which had left me with two useless legs from mid thigh down, and confined to a wheel chair for life. We had both just accepted that and got on with our lives. Our biggest customer, an American conglomerate wanted to buy up the whole business for three million...

EK SACHI KAHANI FROM AMERICA

HI TO ALL ISS READERS. THIS IS MY FIRST STORY. FIRST OF ALL I WANNA TELL U PPL THAT I AM FROM USA(NEWYORK) AND I’VE BEEN HERE FOR LIKE 7 YRS. my name is jeetu. i’m a punjabi munda 5’9″ tall average body. i know readin in english story doesnt give any feelin so im going 2 tell my story in pure hindi. AND GUYS PLEASE DON FORGET 2 REPLY ME THT HOW DID U LIKE THE STORY. MY EMAIL IS OK NOW LETS GO 2 STORY.. Jaise ke maine aapko bataya ke main USA main rehta hun 7 saal se par fir bhi main american...

When in America

There is a proverb that says “When in Rome, do as the Romans do”. Likewise, when in America, do as the Americans do. And what do the Americans do? Eat, drink and be merry. In my 1 year in America, I did the eating and drinking. But it’s in making merry, that I got stuck up a bit. It was in the top of my mind that making merry is precisely what I want to do when I shift from my previous project at Jersey City to my new project at the outskirts of New Jersey. The office was far from where I was...

Mr and Mrs America

We watched the casket go into the hole, sinking slowly out of sight to where, presumably, the conveyer belt took it to the ovens. Somber music played, Bach Suite No. 6 I think, I wasn't really paying that much attention. Strangely, I suddenly wondered why Mike hadn't taken care of the music himself. He was an organized guy – he had to be, details were everything in his life – so why hadn't he sorted this out? Or, maybe he had? Maybe we were listening to his selections. If that were true, I...

Medarchy of America

It is strange that it only took a single generation under a new system of healthcare to spawn the new nation of "Medarchy of America" or M.O.A. It lies nestled in the heartland of the original lower 48 like a beacon of reason in a convoluted world. The East Coast was another story entirely with constant struggles to contain urban unrest and dwindling white populations all heading west to the heartland and M.O.A. The old U.S.A. structure was still hanging on in Washington D.C. like some...

Voyage to America

Note : This story is completely fictional! Angus Finnegan and his Eileen were on their way to America, having left Belfast some weeks before. On the same ship were Declan and Dana O'Keefe, a brother and sister who were lovers, although they did not advertise that fact. Angus was a widower, with his wife, for whom Eileen was named, having died in childbirth with her, and he was leaving Ireland to avoid the Potato Famine of 1849. Declan and Dana were orphans, who had escaped from a Catholic...

Manmoirs Young American

September 1, 2007, I remember that day well. Michigan Wolverines fans wish they could forget that day. That was the day their football program took a huge hit. Since that day they haven't fully recovered. That was the day I hooked up with my first American. I was still reeling from Kira, and I was glad to get away for a couple days. I went with a few buddies down to Ann Arbor to watch that game. For me, I wanted to hit a game when the weather was still warm. We fully expected a blowout, and...

Erica

It was the summer before my 15th birthday. My body had just started the change into womanhood and I was relieved that it finally had. I only looked about twelve but I no longer felt self conscious about being the only girl my age that hadn't started to develop. I know about boys, but had never even kissed one. I had spoken with other girls about sex; most had merely heard stories; yet a few had actually "done it." One day I was walking home from my friend Amy's house after having just...

Erica

The first time Joe saw Erika was when his brother introduced her as his girlfriend. Joe was instantly attracted to her hot tight body, but it was his brother's girl, she was off limits. Besides that, Joe was in love with his own girlfriend, so he put any thoughts of a sexual nature aside. As time went on, Erika married Joe's brother, Joe married his girlfriend, everyone was happy. They meet often, dinners, family functions, joint vacations. Joe's wife became Erika's best friend. As Joe got...

The Wolf SummersChapter 9D Erica

The Lees and I spent the rest of the summer isolated from our dorm mates. The preceptors and students decided the cold shoulder would bring Joanne and Stephanie back in line. When it did not work, some of the guys got confrontational with me. The Lees were good-looking and it looked like I was sleeping with both of them. The girls felt no need to clear up the misunderstanding. Getting in my face did not well for the guys. The preceptor who hated my guts attempted to rescue the twins by...

Im Hurricane

Geschafft! Es war unglaublich, aber sie haben es geschafft! Muede und verschwitzt lassen sich Judy und Cherryl auf den etwas feuchten Fussboden des Lagers fallen. Was fuer ein Tag! Alle hatten gesagt, es sei besser, aus der Stadt zu fliehen. Der Wind war ueber ihr Quartier hinweg gefegt, aber dann war das Wasser gekommen… Eine Menge Leute hatten Reissaus genommen, die gesamte Nachbarschaft war nicht mehr da. Auch Judys Eltern hatten sich in den alten Chevy gesetzt und waren Richtung Texas...

Living Next Door to Heaven 279 Hurricane

"Does this mean I've drunk the Kool-Aid?" Roz asked as I tied a black belt around her white gi. Leonard had done a great job whipping this up for her. It had silk panels sewn in the front of the jacket for modesty since the general fabric, like all our summer gis, was a very thin and open weave. It also had a light liner in the upper part of the trousers. When Rose took her to our third floor bedroom to dress, she'd instructed Roz on wearing the pajamas without underwear. Roz had been...

In the Middle of a Hurricane

I had just gotten a divorce after a 17 year marriage. I had been faithful and unsatisfied in my marriage. I kept up a friendship with my first lover/boyfriend and he invited me to come stay with him in Florida for a nice vacation. I agreed immediately. When we got there, he told me that since I was divorced and hadn't had sex for quite awhile, we were going to have a adult toy store. He bought dildos, vibrators, nipple clamps, sexual oils and latex paint. My pussy was sopping wet at the...

The Well Read American

Jack stumbles for real into some classic works of literature, with results he didn’t bargain for! 1/9 Jack Durvill was an accomplished professor of literature at the Missouri State University. Along with holding regular student tutorials in creative writing and appreciation, he often fulfilled guest-speaking roles at national symposia, and would supply publishers with critiques of authors and novels, for forewords and fly-covers of new print runs, and the like. Un-professorially outgoing and...

African American

Summer days can be hellish in New York City. The city is really nothing but a giant heat sink. But on this particular summer day, a cold front had moved through and cooled things off considerably. I'd been fortunate enough to wrap up my business meeting by noon, and with nothing on my calendar for the afternoon, the rest of the day was my own. I went home to my apartment and changed from my business suit into more casual attire. I put on blue slacks and a gray-and-white striped dress shirt,...

RedemptionChapter 13 Not an American

Montana, back in the day RAPTOR SLAMMED THE DOOR BEHIND her and threw her school texts on the kitchen table. She kicked her backpack to the side of the room. “Fuck ‘em!” “Daughter! Silence!” Mother’s tone was unmistakable. “I’m sorry, Mother. It’s just...” “Just what, girl?” Raptor took a deep breath and let it out. And another. Sighed. “Mother, the kids at school. They hate me.” “Why?” Raptor was pretty sure her mother knew why but she answered anyway. “Because I’m Chinese.” “You...

The Men s Movement in America

My name is Steve Maverick. A big and tall, reasonably good-looking young black man living in the great state of Massachusetts. I’m a rather unusual character. A man with many hobbies and interests. I like to write erotic fiction stories. I like to travel to different cities and meet new people. I’m kind of adventurous. Oh, and I’ve been called paranoid but whatever. So what if I don’t believe that every random man and woman I meet is nice? The world is full of psychos. Psycho men and psycho...

Men s Rights Activism in America

The name is Gina. And I’ve got a secret to share with you. Oh, man. I don’t know if I can do this. This is one of womankind’s deepest secrets. The sisterhood might want my head if they found out I told on them. But I don’t care anymore. I’ve found a wonderful man who loves me. And I don’t care what the sisterhood says or does anymore. I’m an independent woman, free to love whoever I choose and screw however I damn well please. End of story. Womankind has many secrets which baffle even the...

Racist White Women in America

My name is Sabrina Steelman. I’m a tall young Black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. And I am deeply saddened by the state of the affairs between men and women in the Black Community. The year is 2009. A Black man is President of the United States of America. A Black man is Governor of New York. A Black man is Governor of Massachusetts. There are Black men and Black women representing various states as in the Halls of Congress. Both Republicans and Democrats. Yet there have...

Dogging comes to America

I thought about my own past of years before when I was a single male traveling around the country. I was never in one place long enough to meet the nice girls. I also went into the army at fifteen and my formative years were spent learning how to kill other human beings. For sex I found it expedient to visit adult bookstores and adult movies where guy always gave me a blow job. I actually earned a little cash this way. One night I sucked my first cock and from then on I was hooked. For...

Mei Suk Yoo s First Trip to America

Mei awoke naked in the hotel room. She liked to sleep naked when visiting an exotic locale. This was her first business trip to America. Having just arrived the night before from Shanghai, Mei suffered from serious jet lag. Also, she was a bit grumpy because her bags had gotten lost but luckily, she still had her carry-on suit bag. She was here to make a sales presentation to a local group of Chinese merchants. Mei hoped the merchants spoke Mandarin because her English was confined to a...

WELCOME TO AMERICA

WELCOME TO AMERICA After eighteen years, the Company that my husband and I started when we first got married had finally struck gold, the years of going without many things, may have finally ended. Our biggest setback was my car accident, which had left me with two useless legs from mid thigh down, and confined to a wheel chair for life. We had both just accepted that and got on with our lives. Our biggest customer, an American conglomerate wanted to buy up the whole business for three...

Slavery in America

In a not so distant future, race relations in the United States have taken a drastic turn for the worse. Repeated, unceasing race riots plagued all the major cities. Looters roamed the streets for years straight. Government employees were continually assaulted or even killed, businesses ceased to function, the complete collapse of society was imminent. In desperation, and as a response to growing racially prejudiced sentiment in this new America, an emergency Constitutional Amendment was passed...

Nina In America

I sat at baggage claim, logged into CHYOA like an idiot. I had wanted to write more, but instead I was reading Nina's Adventures by Inked. My manhood raged inside of my jeans as I waited. I couldn't go to the bathroom because the flight would land any minute. As if on cue, the arrival/departure board flipped to show the plane I had been waiting on had landed. My guest was here. I stood up holding a sign that said LeoKnowsBest. Even still, I noticed her before she noticed me. She had on rock...

My First Bisexual Experience In America

I have always been curious, for as long as I have seen my first porn movie. I love eating pussy for hours…but the more porn i watched…more i got curious about how the cock would feel in mouth since the actresses seem to devour it in haste… As the months and days went by…i never took any action on my part to make any of this real… Even after I came to US, I had kept this curiosity to myself for years…and one year…I was alone home as my GF went to visit her parents…after few weeks of staying...

My great experience with my student in america

Hi, I’m John from Bombay. When we were growing up in Chembur, Bombay we Had lots of fun with Kamvaali baais and these are fond memories now. This story is about my sexual adventures in America back in the late 80’s When I came here to study. I came to the University of Kentucky to study my Computer Engineering and lived with An Indian family to cut down on my rent. This as a middle aged couple and they Had a 19 year old daughter. As time went by I became very good friends with all of them And...

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Hello Friends I read many stories here and I really liked every one of them and this gave me courage to share my experiences with all of you. This is my 6th story. Now let me tell u about myself I am 26 male from Hyderabad (India). This is the story when I visited America I am good looking, 5.9 ” Height, 67 Kgs Weight, 7 ” rod. My name is Gold Guy (Name Changer). I would like to share my story. This happened when I moved to New York city for my first job. I was doing Masters earlier in a...

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Story inspired by Tales From The Odeipal Zone How it all began In twenty-first-century America, a group of the nation's most wealthy young men came together under a common belief that the best state of humanity's existence was under a patriarchal society. But not just any type of patriarchy, but thee Patriarchy. The Patriarchy was a social system that extended beyond the typical forms of past patriarchies. But to achieve such a state in society would require an unabundant amount of change that...

The Grim ReaperChapter 36 The Concert for America

July 4, 2006 The day after I got back to Anaconda Three, things began to get complicated. Major Duckworth and Captain Vernier flew in on a Blackhawk early in the morning and immediately went to see Lieutenant Southerland. I didn’t see them, but everybody knew that the captain had flown in with a major nobody had seen before. You always tried to keep track of where the officers were, if for no other reason than to get ready for whatever nutty idea they came up with next. It was universally...

Fifteen Forever Girls from Outer SpaceChapter 12 America

Strawberry pancakes and maple syrup! What a thing to have for breakfast! Epic. It was incredibly serious why they were here, but Grace couldn’t help being excited. San Francisco. America. This huge hotel with all glass and so much space, including a huge swimming pool that she’d had a swim in already with Mia. It was true: everything WAS bigger over here. She was looking forward to driving down to Mountain View in their dark red ‘rental’. She played with pronouncing it ‘rennle’ in her head....

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I came to this country without any ideo of what sex was. I was 18 years old. I known that that sounds awful, but my parents made very sure that my sister Ching and I led a sheltered life while we lived in China. Well, they didn't care so much about me; you see, Ching was always their favorite. She was always the beautiful one, one year older and with the most perfect body you could imagine. Her breasts, thighs, legs, everything was perfect; guys would come to see her in China, but quickly...

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Laying back lighting my first cigarette, I thought back to the day before, and the chance meeting that lead to me being here, in this bed, in this hotel room, with this lady by my side. I say lady, however I guess when you consider she is a mere 21 years of age, she probably like to be thought of as a girl, but as a older guy, as a gentleman, as an Englishman, I will think of her as a lady.Reaching forward to bring the ashtray closer, I feel her start to stir and gently her eyes flicker open....

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Hey friends your Casanova Shikari is back to share another sex experience with you. First thank you all my friends to like my first story got lots of mails nd replies. App sabko meri pehli kahani iiti pasand aayi usske liye aap logo ka dil se shukria. Ab kahani pr aate hai ye kahani hai meri first expirence with Black American lady. Baat aaj se saal 2 saal purani hai mai apni company ki ek urgent meeting attend karne Agra gya hua tha. Agra se wapas aate hue mere saare collogues wahi 1-2 din k...

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Donnie tries explaining to Lily, the gorgeous hijab-wearing lady, what “No Nut November” is. She thinks it’s another silly American tradition, but she is curious about how it works. As Donnie starts stimulating her tight pussy, Lily comes close to orgasm, starting to understand the whole concept. Later on, Donnie takes his chance for a follow-up. The conservative gal plays along, tired of his friend’s insistence, yet tempted to go all the way. As she tastes a bit of American cock, Lily is eager...

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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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[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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[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...

I ll send You a Postcard from Africa

"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...

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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...

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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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,...

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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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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Maid In South Africa

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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...

Cuckolding with Americans

This is 100% true, as have all our other stories been. For those that have read our previous experiences, you will know that we are a cuckold couple. We don't get as much time or opportunity as we would like but when the opportunity arises we don't need to be asked twice. To remind you, Jane is 36, tall, slim blonde with small boobs (34B) and legs and bum to die for. She is always shaven and here nipples are long and stiff naturally. She is sexy and flirtatious all the time but after a few...

Initiation Swing Party Weekly Initiates Petite S American

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Hellenic Electrical

After several months in my gift shop, the one thing that always irked me was the substandard lighting in the store. As my business began to flourish, I promised myself that I would eventually address this issue.This is the story of how that happened:One night at the bar I always frequented, as I was bemoaning the lighting issue, a man sitting near me told me about a guy who, according to him, was the ideal person to do the job. Naturally, I got the details from him and phoned Chris, the man he...

America

(Author’s note. This is a puzzle. If you can’t figure out who it’s about it won’t make a lot of sense. I’ll post an explanation in feedback in a few days if nobody else does.) April 3rd, 1968 The room is quite without character. It’s clean, though not clinically so. It’s tidy, but it’s hard to arrange one table, one ashtray and two chairs in an untidy manner. The walls were painted recently and, except for a large mirror, they’re quite bare. There is no window and the door is locked. The...

Black Family Rules America

In this cold and uncertain world, life is beyond difficult. For some more than others. Lately, I feel like the universe has been kicking our collective asses. Men and women, Blacks and Whites, straights and gays. We’re all feeling the pinch in this horrible economy. The world has turned upside down and most of us feel that there’s very little we can do. What can we do to hold back the chaos which invades our lives? My name is Jacques Simon. I’m a Haitian-American police officer living in the...

Middle America

Any constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. My name is Jack and I was born in a small town in Kansas. My dad owned and ran his own store which kept him away from home a lot but I'd usually spend lazy summer days helping him out around the store or just hanging around it in general. I was an only child until my little brother was born when I was in the sixth grade. The introduction of a baby into the family dynamic was anything but smooth. My parents were already spread pretty thin...

Lost in America

This is about a very unfortunate incident that happened soon after her arrival. On this stormy summer Tuesday she had taken the bus out of town to see about a job she had heard about from the counselor at the Chinese cultural centre. The ticket agent had written down that she should get off the bus at the fourth stop. This would have worked perfectly well had she got on the right bus. Amazing how much difference one or two letters in a name can make. She wound up on a bus heading into the...

Desi Indian Wifes debauchery in America

I went to the desi party in the block around 7 PM on March 2012 in South Brunswick Manor Community, in New Jersey. It was a holi party hosted by the good Indian folks residing there. All residents and guests were invited. The crowd turnout was quite a large, considering it was a week night. Since it’s been a while the last time I played holi, it was in Bombay, when I was 17 years old, I didn’t know what to wear. So I decided on a white tee, which showed my muscles and pecks. I am 5’10’ in...

Agent Hooters vs corporate America

A man in a perfectly tailored suit leans back in his leather armchair. He picks up a thin dossier from the solid oak-desk in front of him. It says "Report on Secret Agent Anna Smith" on the front page. He opens the dossier with a stern look on his face. The first page contains a set of photographs taken with a telescopic lens. A stunningly beautiful blonde woman is stretched out on the sun deck of a luxury yacht. The first thing he notices is her amazing body, tall and slim with long legs and...

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