Interracial - Page 53

My name is Amanda, I have been dating my boyfriend Chad for about a year now. I love him, though people are always telling me I should leave him. They say that I act differently when I am around him and that he brings my personality down

My guy and I first met in 1979. He helped me bet on a pony I wasn't s'posed to bet on--I was 13, he was 20--but I went home from my outing $23 richer, and totally in love

The World's First Futa – Futa's College Cheer Chapter Two: Futa's First Naughty Pep Talk By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 April 17th, 2047 “September 15th, 2018 was a memorable game in NCAA college football history,” Adelia, the caramel-skinned talk show host, said

K was jealous of D, D was taut, dark, long black hair to the small of her back and the tribal design tattoo over her ass; K must've heard about it from her, one or her friends, because K knew who I was and how to find me the day D wanted to "break up" with me

This is a semi-fictional story based on an encounter I once had. I wish I remembered her name, it started with a "J" or an "H" or a "G", either way it was as exotic as she. A dark skinned beauty I met on one of those silly phone dating apps when I was in mood for such things

The Hamilton’s slept soundly in there bed before a loud crash woke them. They were startled. Both of them knew that they were the only ones at home. “What the hell was that,” Cindy whispered before nudging him. “Go check honey.” Mark crept down the long dark hallway

Lost and Forgotten 12/20/2010 Author's Note: None of this is real. This may or may not be based on something real, but even if it was (and I'm not telling if it is real or fake) obviously names would have been changed, and locations shifted

Yes this is a true story. Please excuse me if the spelling sucks or the grammar is off. I encourage you NOT to read this story if you are a racist or into love stories or you will be very mad..(seriously) not like I warned you

Hung black guy and a pregnant white girl. I was sitting at home dressed only in my robe because it felt better not to have on tight clothing on, seeing that I was six months pregnant. My husband was off at work. His job kept him at work usually 70 or 80 hours a week

I led Jay down the short corridor, opening the bathroom door for him to see. It was neat and clean. Then I led him the next few steps to the bedroom. The door was open and he pushed past me. His shoulder and arm brushed across my chest as he moved through the doorway

Andre managed to run out of Jasmine’s house without drawing any attention. He continued to walk home to grab stuff for his history project with Lila. Even though they were done, he knew it’d be suspicious if they asked about it. He approached her house and rang the doorbell

I love phone sex. I cant even remember the age it started, but I do know, I was really young on the partyline talking to grown ass men. They had to know I wasn't 30 years old like I said I was. I probably sounded no older than the young teenager I really was

Entering our sixth year of marriage it seems like a lifetime ago that my beautiful little Asian princess, my baby doll would leave for work together and lived a peaceful and content life together, a picture of love and fulfilment

Widow and Widower (MF, rom, lac, interr, oral, fun w/ food) -------------- semi-sequal alert

I'd never forgotten that moment with you, it's my last happy memory of us together. You and out in the night on the beach during that festival laughing and joking. Now I think and wish life was as simple and easy as that night, which is why I cherish it so