Black Male Stories

Wendy had been cheating on her husband for a long time now. He was away working on oil rigs for weeks if not months at a time and Wendy had needs.

During my college freshman and sophomore years, I had a black roommate, a very popular scholarship athlete with a preference for fucking blondes. At the start of my sophomore year, my blonde girlfriend enrolled in our college and from the time she first visited, she and my black roommate were sexually attracted.

Molly wasn't beautiful, not even pretty. From an early age she was a typical tomboy, climbing trees with the neighborhood boys, and winning every single wrestling match. Her mop of unruly blonde hair was often tucked under a worn baseball cap turned backwards, and her face was usually dirty from some adventure or another. Molly had no time for dolls or pretend tea parties. She had games to play, and woods to explore. Then she grew gigantic tits and drew attention from her sadistic dad.

It wasn't Carrie's husband wearing the Darth Vader costume.

This is a spin-off tale from White Flight Generations. It tells the grinding tale of what happened to Lila's husband, Herbert, after he was forced to live with other cuckolds in an apartment complex controlled by Grady Fenton. Note that his plot does not represent the majority of blacks. I abhor racism in the real world, but I don't object to using a fetish trope in a sex-fantasy. Note 2: AI was used in this story's creation, but I wrote more than half of it and edited the crap out.

Darcy moves from Pineapple Park to her parent's home to care for her Uncle Malcolm. Not everything is as it seems in this neighborhood.

A The Badsammie Chronicles Story
My release from chastity this weekend and the fun that ensued throughout the weekend.