Username: Taurus333 Date: 01-04-2022 01:37:03 Mood: happy Music: Grazing In The Grass~Jazz Version

   She's thirty-four, I am sixty~four, she's five foot three, I am six foot three, she's a white sexual energy dynamo, I'm an ole' BBC Master who loves a good slow blowjob on the couch.  I met Jean in a Kroger parking lot when her fully loaded shopping cart got away from her and slammed into my truck's back bumper.(them food stamps buy a lot of shit-BLAM into my truck) She was very sorry and apologetic and she asked me if she could make it up to me. She lived in Government housing. She kept a tight clean home with her two mixed raced children. These kids were cute as hell, (girl & a boy) well mannered and smart as whips. We had been messing around bout two months. When  One day Jean asked me if I could help her with a forty dollar phone bill. At First I wondered if this white bitch was trying to play me for a trick.  Then I got to thinking this little bad ass bitch has bent over backward to please me like I'm her King. Sucks my dick whenever I want. Pussy and ass available at anytime, and she just shared her meager  food stamp rations with me (grilled cheese w/ bacon sandwich, w/ apple jelly on top) and she ain't never asked me for a dime.

                                                 I said bitch get dressed and get in the truck. I ain't no broke nigga, and I ain't stingy by no one's account. I bought her a new cell phone with a year's worth of service plans.  I bought all them nice panties, bras and short sets for summer coming, I bought the kids cell phones and anything they needed for school (hell they call me "daddy" anyway) The way this white girl takes care of me, I ain't got no problem showing my appreciation with my "sugar daddy" duty, and taken care of her. Damm I love good white pussy when it takes care of my needs.    Peace

Username: wandawoman4blk Date: 31-03-2022 14:28:45 Mood: happy Music:

Over the next couple of years, baths became less frequent and more supervised until they finally ceased to take place. By that time, J and I were playing doctor and nurse when we got the chance. I think he missed our special time together and I looked forward to the times mom and dad trusted J to sit with me from time to time. He made me feel special. He was starting to grow and would actually get hard sometimes when I examined him. Especially if he told me he had a need for me to touch or kiss him there. Sometimes he would shake and jerk. The first time that happened I thought I had done something to hurt him. He told me that it actually was fun and I should do it again. When he tried to return the favor, it tickled so much that I squirmed and laughed. As two more years passed, he reached puberty and my touches and kisses became messier. Then dad got transferred to another state and for four years the only time I would see J was when his family came for a visit. Two times in four years.

Username: wandawoman4blk Date: 31-03-2022 13:45:59 Mood: happy Music:

Thought I’d start writing about my path to where I am. I plan to use only the initials of others for many reasons. So, here goes. Many things start during childhood. When growing up, after a trip to the zoo or a farm, grandmother and mom always insisted that we wash the animals off when we returned home. My sister and I usually would go with our cousins J and C. J was 4 years older than me and sister N and J’s brother C were the same age (2 years older than me). So, while one adult started the laundry and lunch, the other would keep an eye on bathing us. J was deemed old enough to help me bathe and mom would help C and N as they were young and closer in age. Mom would check on us, but spent most of her time with C and N. Neither of us had reached puberty and we didn’t think much about our differences. But, I remember J being different and he seemed to take care that I was clean enough to please mom. We would dry off, change into clean clothes, eat and spend the rest of the day playing like kids. Not a big deal at the time. Looking back, those baths did create a familiarity between J and I that evolved over time. Later he told me that our differences made him happy the very first time. But, he was afraid if he said anything, mom might change bath time. As long as mom trusted him and spent most of her time with C and N, he would take care of cleaning me while washing himself as well.

Username: Taurus333 Date: 30-03-2022 22:13:32 Mood: bored Music: Old School Soul & R and B

Years ago, when the Military Service required lots of travel, sometimes there was not enough room on base in V.O.Q.(Visiting Officers Quarters). So we'd be stuck at a cheap local motel. You know the ones, cheap, no name,  and questionable quality. Gosh I remember the itching, añd then the scratching, was driving me crazy. I could barely fly,  crew chief told me it was crabs. We didn't land early enough for me to see the flight surgeon, or even go to the local drug store.  So I stopped at the BX(Base Exchange) bought a container of lighter fluid; a box of  wooden matches and a ice pick. I had contracted a BAD case of crabs. I mean these things were big. You could make a whole pot of Louisiana Gumbo outta these things

.  So I took out my shaving kit, shaved off half of my pubic hair, soaked the other half of my pubic hair in lighter fluid, let that sit and soak in a minute or two, then used the matches to light the remainder of my pubs.  When the crabs would come running out of the burning pubic hair, I would stab them with the newly purchased ice pick...problem solved. So ya'll take heed, be careful and watch those cheap no name hotels.  Peace.

Username: maddie Date: 25-03-2022 03:31:42 Mood: other Music:

I think at some point in time everyone finds they have regrets over (some) missed opportunites in the past.  There are a few missed opportunities in my life that I wish I'd handled differently -- mostly that I might have been a little more daring, a little more brave.  

The first time I was ever propositioned by a black man was many years ago.  We were in a bar; I was with a friend and her boyfriend (they would probably have appreciated if I had allowed the black man to pick me up that night!).  The man was a stranger to all of us. I don't recall his name at all, but remember he was from Africa and was a student at the university in our city.  

My friend and her boyfriend were in their own little world so had no idea what this black man and I were talking about.  Had they been paying closer attention, they would have probably noticed he kept a hand on my thigh ... and was whispering sexy ideas into my ear in his thick African accent.  It was at a time when there was a little less judgement about 'one night stands', and while I wasn't exactly a virgin at the time, there was something about this man that made me a little nervous.  I made certain to not over-drink so I wouldn't be taken advantage of.  We did not end up together that night or any other night.  

Now, if I could time travel I would definitely go back to that chapter and have been more daring, more brave, for the man who should have been my first BBC.  

Username: Taurus333 Date: 24-03-2022 20:41:55 Mood: horny Music: SADE 's Greatest Hits

You know she's a bad white bitch when ya'll are kissin, shit gets hot and heavy you reach for the condoms, ain't got none,  and you go back to kissin, cause this bitch put the French in French kissing.OR, next morning, you wake up, lean over and kiss her and she still got a little penis breath (no problem). OR you keep kissin when she still got the taste of latex or lubricant or whiskey on her tongue. You know this is a bad  white bitch when she farts~you don't trip.You know this is a bad white bitch when sweat, saliva, cum, pre-cum, lady juices or ass lube is still on her skin and you ain't nary a problem wit it. You know this is a bad white bitch when you watched her pussy foam up like laundry soap.

  You know this is a bad white biitch cause this hoe had you help her with her douch AND enema.  You know this has got to be a bad  white bitch when she tells you orgasms relieve her monthly period cramps and so you just up and give her a couple of orgasms. You know this is a bad bitch when you love to see her walk around in her grodiest panties and wife beater shirt.  You just know this is a bad white bitch when you look at these big ass abrasions on your knees from friction burns on the cheap carpet fucking her on the side porch's rough floor. You know this is a bad white ass bitch when she puts up with my physicality, my big black cock, my words, my kinks, my sometimes distance and indifference when the sun comes up the next morning. And finally, you just know this has got to be a bad white bitch if I'm thinking about asking her an important question,.......................Will you marry .......the scrambled eggs with the chedder cheeze.?               Peace

Username: Taurus333 Date: 24-03-2022 18:39:11 Mood: happy Music: Funk Hits Of The 70's & 80's

So, routine is okay, unless you're talking about SEX. Like most of you~I've watched porn and thought:"that there might be interesting" Have you ever actually had sex using whip cream, frosting or chocolate syrup? (DAMM...WHAT A MESS) I still can't get that chocolate out of my designer sheets. (guess I'm gonna have to dye em black). Then there was the time I bought this black rubber mattress cover. I was going to cover me and kink (her nick name for Kinky) in cooking oil~make us all slippery, until I slipped off the bed and sprained my back, Have you Ever had sex on the beach?  I had some last year and the white girl says she's still finding grains where the sun don't shine. Yeah, trying to spice things up in my sex life was nothing like those porn movies. And I'm not even gonna start on 3 ways or gang-bangs. Look, I like to fuck and I'm damm good at it. Sex is fascinating for me, and there's no need to dress it up.  I make the white BBC loving sluts feel great. When she thinks or remembers pleasure in sex, she thinks of me, cause I work hard at it and enjoy it immensly. So when you're thinking of trying different shit to spice up your sex life, just remember, Sometimes-Things Don't Go Right.        Peace.

Username: Taurus333 Date: 24-03-2022 04:30:50 Mood: in love Music:

I'm in the  Cincinnati Hilton's lounge after a long, busy, and exhausting day.  The client is sitting with me and we're on the second round.He was appreciative that everything had went well that day. The lounge is really, really nice. You feel comfortable and relaxed because of the liquor, music and light. I had already had a delicious, well prepared meal, and now I'm ready for bed. As I'm thinking about what to say to excuse myself, a tall (5'10") white amazon bitch walks in. She was well proportioned and attractive enough.  She asked the client if he would mind sharing the table. Well that put me off on this bitch cause she didn't ask me, what? cause I'm black? Up close she was wearing way to much makeup for my taste, but the client appeared quite taken with her. She was a shameless flirt, and didn't spend a dime on narry drink.  But  I wasn't hating. Not my style to hate the hustle.

  I make my good nights, see you tomorrows, and headed to the bathroom to pee before going to my suite..  As I was walking out the bathroom, the amazon white bitch that was sitting at the table was walking in.Now - I ain't got no problem with trans folks and their lifestyles, but you could give a nigga some notice., But this client pays my company lots of money to protect him and his interests. So maybe a word to the wise might be appropriate. I called his suite, and sure enough he thought he'd gotton lucky.(AAWKWARD) Just goes to show you, with the right liquor' the right music and the right light, you gotta be careful which head makes the decisons.   Peace.

Username: Taurus333 Date: 24-03-2022 00:21:48 Mood: other Music: Michael Jackson's Jam

   So I'm over Gwen's new house she got in her divorce. I'm trying to convince her to come back to work as she was one of our best operatives. Gwen is one of those special forces looking white bitches who can handle her business in most situations.    Today she's wearing a colorful sundress that needs no bra, and has matching colorful panties. Gwen has no kids, but has an unusual relationship with this aggressive cha-wa-wa dog. This mute never took his eyes off me from the time I entered the place.  The house was tight. 4 bedrooms, 2 and a half baths ,full basement, I mean this was the shit.  I noticed Gwen's nipples were hard and it wasn't cold or even cool. So it must be me...in the living room, I walked up behind her embrace & kissed her just beneath her ear and started to suck her neck.

She said: "I've always wanted to fuck your arrogant, uppity nig&%$ ass". "So here's your chance" I say let her take my pants and shoes off. Those colorful panties were next and we started getting busy on her leather couch.  I was deep dick stroking that pretty, tight pink pussy good in the missionary, when I feel something cold and wet go between my ass cheeks and touch my asshole. Well that caused a eleven inch thrust of dick into her cause I'm trying to duck this damm dog's nose in my ass.  I said Gwen can you do something bout the dog, but she was in the middle of busting a nutt  She said "he lives here-you don't" So I reached back and jammed his ass between the cousion and the back of the couch with my knee,, and went on stroking to bust my nutt. Very pleasurable for both of us VERY!  So I sneak pull his hissing, snapping, biting, aggressive ass from out of the cousion, and realized then, that as long as this dog lives, I'll never get this pussy again. Because Gwen's gotta do something about the dog (and didn't).   Peace

Username: Lexi25 Date: 23-03-2022 20:18:04 Mood: horny Music:

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