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Growing up I was some what of an adventurer when I would go out on the town. I have tried more sexual things than most people would ever dream of doing. One of my favorite things was driving to the big city which was two plus hours away. One day I wore my short white shorts and matching crop top, red and white with white tennis shoes. I went into the city for the night to check out porn shops. Dressed the way I was, I figured I would get a few Men who would take an interest in me. I looked very hot if I do say so myself. I was thin and in fairly good shape. I needed gas so I stopped at a town on the way into the city. I could see one female behind the cash register. I felt excited being in public dressed like I was. By time I had finished filling the gas tank and went to pay for the gas, their were three females watching me from the store. She must have told her friends working in back to come and check me out. When I entered the store the two who origin...

My wife has been sleeping with the black neighbor across the street for some time now. She spends  night in his bed while I stay home. She goes over in the late evening so no one notices. She comes home during early morning during week days. Some times she spends the weekend with him. Once in a while he will come over after dark and spend the night but usually she goes over to his place. She thinks it is less conspicuous if she is seen going to his place. She thinks more would talk if he was seen coming over here to our place. We have been married for ten years when we noticed out sex life was stalled and had no great arousal among us. we had tried several different things but soon grew old and tired of them. We sat down an talked about other interests we had to arouse our sexuality and bring some excitement into our sex life. Nothing seemed to last until a Black Man moved across the street from us. I noticed my wife watching him when he was outside. He was a tall handso...

I have been cross dressing since I was twelve. I started with my sisters panties and it went on from there. My wife divorced me and that is when I really explored my feminine cross-dressing side. I would dress fully in lingerie, White nylons with lacy tops and a lacy garter belt to hold them up along with matching white panties with lacy side panels. My top was a white crop top that tied in the center of my chest. Than I put on a pare of sweat pants over them and a T-shirt over my top. I went to an adult book store. Once I was back by the adult movies I was so nervous knowing what I was about to do. Finally I worked up the guts to removed my sweat pants and T-shirt rolling them up and tucking them under my arm. I than just walked around in my lingerie still very nervous. I had several man come back and stand, watching me as I looked over the movie selection. I walked around and they followed me. Than a movie door opened and a guy came out. He almost r...

I am sad looking back and telling this story. I once felt like I was a man who had a large cock. My wife and I agreed to her having another partner for sex. I found out she had sex with a person after it had happened. You can guess we had a big fight. Now I thought when we agreed to this, I was to know before it happened. During the on again off again fighting, it came out that her lover had a big cock.  I thought my cock was big so what was the deal. Come to find out his cock was actually fatter and longer than mine, so some what bigger. He knew how to use his compared to me. Yes, I knew how to fuck my wife but he made love to her. I just fuck her. Yes, there is a difference. I found this out when we cooled down and agreed to letting her have him over. I wanted to meet him and see him fuck or make love to my wife. He did just that as I watched on. I learned a lot once I had watched them together multiple times. Once I became friend...

The Desired Life of a Newlywed Black-Owned Couple     Every white wife wants to bask in glee on the day of her wedding. And why shouldn’t she? It’s unlike any other day ever in her life. It’s a day she’s never bound to forget. The sight of her as a Bride being escorted by her father into the chapel, saying her vows along with listening to that of her Groom — her future husbands — accepting his ring then sealing it with a kiss . . . after which they walk down the aisle under a flurry of excitement and happiness coming from friends and family and well-wishers.   It is a day fraught to have plenty of exotic memories. Especially for the newlyweds’ families there to celebrate with them. However, for a ‘Black-Owned’ couple that they as well are, the day carries more memories that are yet unfulfilled . . . but only for the time being.   What the newlyweds know and nobody else does, is that there is a special visitor harboring with the rest of th...