There are so many stories out there from white guys who admit that they want to see their wives and girlfriends whore for black cock or who want a "slut wife" that they can whore out to groups of black guys. I just can't believe so many guys don't know how to make actually make it happen and so I offer this formula that has worked for me and several of my friends that shared mutual interests. First, you should know that when it comes to black cock, there are three kinds of women: One group will never, ever try it, no matter what you say or do. If your wife or girlfriend is in that category and you have these desires, you'd better find yourself a whore or a new girl. Another group is women who will whore for black cock no matter what you say or do. If you introduce her to black cock, don't ever think of changing your mind, because she'll do anything to cheat on you and whore for black cock every chance she gets so you have to be prepared that this could happen to you. The third group is women who would probably enjoy whoring for black cock if they were only given a slow introduction that somewhere down the line lets them know they have your permission to be a nasty little whore. Guys with these women are by far the largest group of men out there. If you really want your wife to be a slut for black cock, you have to take it slowly but HAVE A PLAN! One of the more successful methods is to begin to frequently bring home videos that exclusively have interracial scenes in them. Whatever you do, and you want to be successful, don't start off by showing her an aggressive group of black guys gang-fucking a white slut! You should work your way toward that though, over a period of several weeks, since that should be your ultimate goal in turning her into a total slut for black cocks, but you need to start off slowly. When you first begin and you're watching an interracial scene in a video, its very important to let her know how much it turns you on – not by telling her, but by showing her! Assuming that as you watch the videos, you're making love to her by kissing and caressing her, slowly, make sure her pussy gets wet as you play with her, then begin to eat her pussy more aggressively as interracial scenes are showing, and when you strip her and begin to fuck her, make sure you try to fuck her deeper and harder than you do when you're not watching an interracial video. Let the way you "work her" while watching black men using white women, leave no doubt in her mind that seeing that pretty white whores doing black cock really makes you hot and results in her getting better sex. For the rest of this guide go to http://spadesmag.blogspot.com/p/how-to-get-your-wife-to-cuckold-you.html?zx=60fcd4e6bc19b9f0
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Her First Fantasy [MMF][oral][dp]
Dedicated to my girlfriend, M, a regular here. This is my first erotic story, all for you.
You were busy watching TV and making pasties. I was pretending to write, while actually waiting for a message. A gift for you that needed the right setup.
I had been teasing you all day. Telling you how much I looked forward to you getting home so I can rip your clothes off.
I get a message from him: "Nearly there. About 1 min."
I reply: "Wait outside and don't knock. I'll come get you when she's ready."
I walk over and kiss you.
"Hello." You replied smoothly. You had just dyed your hair pink again and wore a black and red little dress that you still had on from our day at the wine-tasting. You were the sexiest girl there, but not just naturally; you had an agenda. You dressed like that to impress your crush. The hot young guy with the piercing eyes. You dressed like that so that you could see him look you over, undress you with his eyes. Well, you would get that chance in more ways than one.
Geting Bens Laid Part 1(Fm) (Blowjob)
This story is designed to set the premise for Part 2. It is also the first piece of writing I have actually tried on. So premise give me FEEDBack
I also have some questions.
–How can I introduce Physical aspect of The charecters?
–Why does it have to be Jake that seduces Bens why not some girl, after all ben is attractive?
Jake was driving to his friend Ben's house. Jake and Ben had been best friends for most of their lives. Their mothers had worked together and had became close friends. Surprisingly their children were polar opposites.
JAKE was very outgoing and talked to people. BEN on the other hand was shy and tried to not be seen. He surrounded himself with a few close friends and didn't often make new ones. And while Jake almost always had a girlfriend. BEN was still a virgin. Jake knew that Ben was'nt ugly. Ben was actually quite attractive. Jake himself had a crush on Ben when he was twelve.
Ben's sister Gabby opened the door. "Come in" she said and wheeled herself backwards.
To be a dirty daddy..
I remember how shy you were at first. I'd posted an ad on Craigslist – I was a daddy looking for his daughter, and you replied with only the words "hi daddy" because, as I later learned, you were too nervous and too scared to type anything else. No punctuation, no adornment; just "hi daddy" in all lower case, as though capitalizing any letters would cross some invisible line and commit you to formality. You'd been looking at Craigslist ads for a few weeks and found them mostly boring – the same pics and thoughtless text, like barbed, single-sentenced hooks dangling the water with wriggling worms all-too casually posted to lure you in. It wasn't the cock pictures that made you interested, it was the fantasy of what it would be like to be with any one of these dirty old men. You love to masturbate, like all girls your age, but the naughtiness of sitting there in front of your iPad, reading these ads as your finger slid effortlessly over your nipples and soon your clit and began to feel that familiar wetness and warmth as you wondered what it would be like to feel such an older man's hands all over your body.
The Adventures of Dennis: Stains
I. The Brownie At the end of the year parties at school, everybody gets their pick: either an attic in the woods, a dorm at school, or some sketchy basement. I was happy to choose the sketchy basement of my pal John and his girlfriend Lisa. They had a nice house down the hill from campus. It was June—college for us lets out late—and it was about 95 degrees. The party was obviously going to be crazy.
What I did first was drink five beers by myself in my dorm. I walked down to their house by myself singing something loudly. I wore my black tank top and kahki jeans. I flexed my arms as I walked and saw that, thankfully, two weeks of not going to the gym had not really decreased my muscles.
I walked alone and sang and did not care about the occasional person giving me a funny look because I did not want to feel lonely. I was, after all, alone. Renee had decided to go to her friend’s film screening. I think she was mad at me at the time.
[F]un At the [M]all
Well this is my first post, so I figured I'd post about my first time. Before you ask, all my posts will be recollections of actual events. Hope you enjoy. Skip to <sex> to skip story.
So this all happened round about two years ago (when the man of steel movie came out). Now in the past four months I'd asked out the girl I'd been crushing on for nearly a year, broken up with her as a result of long distance and gotten into a new relationship with this redhead in my psychology class.
Now Hillary and I were taking things slow, and I respected that. We were both virgins and I was plenty willing to wait. While on holiday I met up with my ex, Jane, but so that it wouldn't be awkward she brought her friend along with, Meredith. Very quickly this turned into a flirt fest with the two of them trying to compete for my attention (I have no idea how).
Christmas shopping can be fun – part 1 [Mff]
I love Christmas shopping! Okay, I know most of you think I'm nuts, and will bring up the traffic, the rude or inexperienced sales clerks, and the overly aggressive shoppers looking for bargains, but to me that's all part of the challenge. Of course, these days I do most of my shopping on line, but I still make time for at least one trip to the mall during the seasonal rush, not just because it makes it feel like Christmas, but also out of nostalgia for something amazing that happened to me years ago when I was a handsome, confident (and modest) young man of twenty-two.
In those days I wasn't very organized, so I often ended up spending the last few days before Christmas running around, my panic increasing by the day as I tried to finish my list. 1988 was no exception. On the last Saturday before Christmas, I found myself at the biggest mall in the area at nine a.m., list in hand, determined to make everyone of my friends and relatives happy, or at least not think of me as a total jerk (talking about you, Uncle Lenny).
I’ll Be a Mommy’s Uncle! (end) [Fm, inc, regression, x-dress, reluct, slow]
— 6 —
There were many days of unease that followed. Mother's little girl and I fell back into our routine of once a week. Only this time, when my cock threatened to spout off, I would jack on it and have a great cum. It was rare that I actually spilled onto my mother's naked skin, but not for not wanting to. I had to respect my daughter's wishes, and she really didn't like the nasty stuff hitting her. Still, her incredible body was the thing that turned me on the most, and the closer she was the more likely I'd shoot. Sometimes I didn't have a chance to redirect my load.
Mother, as an adult, never again acted like she had on my twelfth birthday. She reverted back to being strict and proper. I knew she wanted more than ever to eradicate the little girl who stole her Saturdays, especially since her son was now using the event for his personal sex fun.
One day my daughter and I fell asleep on my bed, and the next morning, mother woke up beside me. The sound that jostled me out of slumber was her sobbing.
Am I Crazy, or am I Caught Up in a Beautiful Mind Fuck.. (Based on a true story, part 1, intro) D/s: f/f, f/m, f/f/m
(The following story is a work in progress documenting the excitement and tension of a reunion of two kinky friends.. Details changed to keep it anonymous, but inspired by a true story. Actual sexual contact will come in part 2 onward.)
"..I used to feel like.. I was made of steel. I felt like nothing in the world could catch me off guard anymore, after .." I trailed off, looking into my glass of now quite watered down whiskey on the rocks. Krystal was my ear tonight, a lifelong friend visiting from a few towns over. A light chuckle prompted a knowing nod from Krystal, who was leaning in on one arm. I rest my head on her shoulder, cradled by her long, fruit smelling red hair, and glanced up at her, feeling an excited grin curl up in the corners of my mouth.
"Surely you'll LOVE this, knowing you. Sex is always on your lips, now adays." I thought, rather admiringly. "How best to continue.." The look on my face seemed to perk up her interest. "What happened? Don't tell me, you finally caved and went back to cock, didn't you?" She giggled, with a sideways glance. "God, how can she be so naturally seductive?" I thought, recalling the years of boys teasing her for her constant "Fuck me" expression.
The Ski Trip Surprise 3 [MM][MMF][oral]
This is the last one of the series. I appreciate the kind comments and PMs of encouragement, despite the anti-MM downvote brigade.
John opened his eyes and found Frank staring at his face with a faint smile. The room was dim, but the morning light peeking in around the edges of the curtains gave enough light to see.
"Mornin'", John mumbled, hoping Frank hadn't gotten second thoughts overnight.
"Did you know you talk in your sleep?" Frank asked as rubbed his arm.
"No," he laughed. "What did I say?"
"Something about looking for your guitar. It was kinda cute." He paused for a moment to sigh. "It made me want to kiss you."
Instead of answering, John scooted closer and slipped his arm under Frank's pillow. The kiss started soft as Frank reached around to pull John close. It was interesting when their bodies touched. The muscled chests, rough stubble, and growing cocks came together under the sheets as the kiss began grow more passionate.
Hugging suddenly in the midst of the heat, Frank buried his face against John's neck, drawing deep breaths. John caressed his hair and back, humming deep in his chest at the tickling kisses he felt on his shoulder.