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So she is an Officer in the Air National Guard, I am an Officer in The Air Force Reserve. We share alot of the same base space, hangers and equipment. We see each other frequently enough when our units meet monthly for inactive duty for training. And I can say we are friends. She is pleasingly attractive, 5'9" 135lbs, jet black long hair worn in a bun, works out hard, dresses well, widow, and runs a tight ship as indicated by her rank of Lt. Colonel. This weekend she has a favor to ask of her lowly Black Major Comrade in arms. She getting her place fumigated and painted and needs a place to live out of for a week and a half, and would I be so kind. Like a dumbass, I agree, and from the second day on I regretted it. That 2nd day's morning, she had one of my big plastic garbage cans in the middle of my kitchen floor and was filling it up with my bags of cheese doodles, potato chips, nutty bars, Ramon soups, Little Debbies ~ you get the picture. I'm like "what in thee hell do you think you're doing with my squeeze cheese?"(Outrank or no rank ~ ain't no white woman gonna be allowed to fuck with a black man's junk food)
She said "Major Gaston you know all this junk is not good for you, I'm surprised your still at regulation weight" "Now hold on Colonel, I've still got a six pack" and opened my robe to show her, but instead of looking at my six pack, her eyes were fixed upon Roscoe Jasper Blackdick in all his morning piss boner splendor and glory . And I made it my business she saw ole' Roscoe every chance I could show him off. What got Her and Roscoe intimately acquainted was when I was spotting for her on the bench press. I tried to choke that bitch on this big black cock.I tried to fuck her health conscious back out. I changed her diet to include my dick's cum protein drinks every morning and evening before bed, And daily vigorous fuck sessions for conditioning. After all, One Must Stay Healthy. Peace
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So, I'm the Jr. Vice Commander at our local Veterans of Foreign Wars (VFW). I keep a low profile, minding my business, staying out of trouble. Fucking the holy dogshit out of my share of desirable white women. The Commander of the Post hires this redneckish attractive middle-aged divorcee. She's 5'7" 135lbs. Bleached blond with a few miles on her. I wouldn't kick her out of bed, but if I did ~ I'd fuck her on the floor. She tells a couple of the bartending staff she'd like to fuck a black guy... Just dying to fuck a black guy, she wants to see if what they say about black men is true, or a myth.
She said her ex's dick was so small he pissed on his balls if he sat down to pee. So after a few drinks, she latches onto yours truly. She keeps talking about how she always wanted to know if its true what they say about black men and their big black dicks. Just ran it in the ground, is it true what they say about black guys. So this began to rub me a little raw. So I figured I'd show her what they say about black guys IS true.
So we go to her home, she gets me in her bedroom, she takes off all her clothes, and I'm here to tell you, this white redneck bitch IS FINE. She lies on her bed, spreads her white creamy thighs and says "alright Big Blackman, let's see if what they all say about black men is true". So I grabbed her TV and jewelry box and ran out the door. Peace
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So hate me,...I want more than one woman. I CAN HANDLE IT !. I have a very large farmhouse and I want to fill that bad boy up with women that I know feel very strongly for me and are willing to share me with their housemates. My teacher and mentor had nine (9) women in his house, all ages and skill sets, and there was no jealousy, pettiness, or problems. Gus never had to use force, threats or intimidation. I enjoy sexual variety.and the way I deal with my desire for other white women is up to me, and is my business. I want to drown myself in white pussy. It's not all about sex. I know if I'm careless with it ~ there will be complications. Right now I'm not totally committed to any one female. I'm not required io live a life of impeccable integrity. I live by my virtues and not merely by my emotions alone. I love em all, senior mature, middle aged and youthful. .Now, there something very unique about being with a young woman (19 to 21}.
I feel rejuvenated by them, their energy delights and inspires me. Uncompromised youthful feminine energy turns me on and opens my heart. I actually feel happier around young women. I feel more energetic, alive and loving. Before i get called a dirty old man, i should mention older women have their place in my life also. Their focus and discipline is needed in my household, as it can heal and/or irritate me. I am a source of strength for her. I have a 30 year old who doesn't need sex every night, doesn't need to lay her head on her man's chest in bed at night, but let her put in a new light fixture, or ceiling fan, she NEEDS to hear from her man that she did a great job. I have a 41 year old who should be on TV with her own cooking show, Damm she can throw down in that kitchen. I have a 64 year old who is the most organized person on earth, and she can suck a golfball through a garden hose. The variety I'm looking for won't be hurting anybody. I can afford it. These women find my attitude attractive and desirable. We will all be comfortable and hopefully happy, because: I want more than 1 woman. Peace
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She just isn't my type. That doesn't mean there's no attraction because there is/was. We all have our tastes, and with the variety of white women out here we can pick and chose to satisfy our fancy. I am six foot three, two hundred pounds, muscular, macho, dominant and masculine. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, this beholder saw beauty in this white, beauty (Jenny). She has symmetry, facial and body wise. She had no physical flaws. No blemishes or imperfections. A mouthful of dazzling white teeth, pale blue eyes, she is somewhat thin, hundred ten, five foot six, a intelligent computer nerd bookworm. What brought us together outside this FM radio station is I have won and picked up the absolutely last tickets to a world famous band coming to town soon. This girl, she says, is this band's number one fan. She offers me large amounts money for the tickets. I tell her that I have money, lots of it. She looks so vulnerable, wringing her hands looking like she's going to cry. She explains our city is the last this band will tour this year and she has just got to attend it. She begins to beg, plead and snival with wet eyes.
This doesn't sway me as I start to walk to the parking garage. These tickets will make me a hero in the eyes of a young lady whose panties I've been tying to get into for a while. And those panties were all I was thinking about as I walked back to my pick up with this young lady in tow to the parking garage. Jenny gives me her cell phone number in case I change my mind and was actually cryng as I pulled out the garage. It's funny how things work out, as the woman I wanted to take couldn't make the concert, so I called Jenny. We agreed to a date before the concert and went out to a wonderful dinner and drinks. This girl knew every fact about this band and actually became breathless talking about them.I must admit it was an awesome performance. Jenny was so worked up and turned on by the bands effect on her that she invited me up for a"nightcap" She was soaking wet and I tried to fuck her back out. I 've still got scratches from he fingernails six months later. For a one night stand it has had a long lasting effect on me because whenever I hear one of that band's songs, I remember Jenny and how she is just not my type. Peace
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Things have got tough.the economy is causing problems for some. But at my core is CONFIDENCE . I am an Alpha Black Male. Rock-solid self confidence. Not because I think I will succeed at everything and that everything will go my way. But because I know I will be okay no matter what happens. I am always calm have an unruffled self composure. I am relaxed and have control of my life, both in general and everyday situations I encounter. I have to keep it calm, cool and confident. I am dominant, chilled and only take up MY space doing what I want. I don't conform for the sake of conformity. I refuse to tumble through life like the mediocre masses. I don't worry about seeking the approval of others. Instead I live according to what makes ME happy I am the most important person in my own life. I care not about the thoughts of others as I have nothing to prove. I don't care about what any body else might think of me. I don't live my life for anyone other than what I desire. I do what I want, say what I want, live the life I want, when I want to live it.
I don't find my happiness through getting the approval of other people. In fact, I couldn't care less about getting the approval of other people. I don't care what others think of me. All that matters is what I think of myself, how I see myself, and if I respect myself. That is it. I do what I want cause you only get one crack at this thing called life, so I might as well enjoy it. Enjoy it free of what people might be thinking of me. I'm having the time of my life fucking all these beautiful white bitches. I love it that I have such a big black cock and they enjoy it so much. I don't focus on what other people are thinking. I'm keeping it real. I love sex and I'm going to pursue it as log as this big black cock performs. Because things R Rough But I'm Confident. Peace.
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So I'm having a little house warming, finally got the place the way I wanted it. Was curious to get some feedback from both the male and female invited guests.One young lady was not on the invited list, (Yvonne) she came with the hope of conducting some business with me and I couldn't just turn her away. After consuming really good catered food and drink I opened the place for inspection. I was very pleased with the opinions, ideas, and suggestions. After finishing the late evening off with "Crown Royal" for my guests and making sure everyone had a designated driver, I bid ado to everyone. This left Yvonne, and her desire to conduct some business with me. So let me say right here, that "Crown Royal" effects different people in many different ways. After sitting down with Yvonne for a half-hour or so,the "Crown Royal" raised its ugly head. Yvonne passed out, and threw up all over her pretty print dress. Being the saintly and honorable gentleman I am, I put Yvonne to bed. I removed her soiled dress,washed her face and neck, and put her under the covers. It was hard to get out of my mind that Yvonne, a 42 year old, redhead MILF, with no ring on her left hand, looked pretty damm good in slip, bra and panties.
Yvonne woke up the next morning with a pounding headache, wearing the robe I kept hanging on the bathroom door,. Asking what happened, kinda embarrassed like. I pieced the night together for her explaining about the devil "Crown Royal" I explained I washed her dress on the lightest setting my wash machine had, and the dress was on the line outdoors. She was grinning like a idiot hanging on to my every word. "You know no one but my boyfriend has ever seen me in such a state of undress, uuggh did anything happen?" " Ma'am I am an honorable big dick black man, had anything happened, believe me, you'd know it, plus I don't take advantage of innocent women who've had too much to drink". She appreciated it, had a big cup of coffee and a motrine and departed smiling. She spread word in her white women community that the new black neighbor is a honorable and decent black gentleman. Which for me goes a long way. Cause when I did decide to seduce that barely used white pussy ~ we were friends, and what's a little sex amoung friends? Peace
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The BBC Master I learned from was the classic Alpha Male. Gustavo (Gus) was a 5'10" 190 pound, dark skinned, hell of a man. No nonsense, no bullshit, but had a sense of humor with the ladies and his closest friends. Gus was a hustler wheeler dealer, and natural leader of the pack. He was a healthy man, an extrovert who's constantly out on the town with his friends, and attracted the ladies like flies to the honey jar. He was charming, and everyone wanted to spend time with him. He barely had time to sit down for a full cup of coffee, because his calendar was so full of work meetings, manly hobbies, and nights out with women and wine. He was aggressive when he needed to be, especially when defending his pack. You couldn't find a better friend to be by your side through thick or thin. Gus taught me you've got to work at it to be successful, especially with white women, as they can be contrary, and conflicting. He taught me "that a man who knows how to make money will always have money".
Gus was a confident man, a dominant man.but he was not an arrogant man. He wasn't a dick or an asshole. He was physically fit, loved to eat, but capable of taking on any sports challenge or test of strength. He was comfortable in the presence of others especially the ladies.Gus had a four bedroom house with a full basement and upstairs. And every space in his house had a white or Asian woman in it. All these women shared Gus's bed. Gus knew his shit! He had these women physically, sexually, and mentally. None of these women were jealous of each other and Gus didn't have to use violence, bullying or intimidation. Gus was humble in his success, never flaunting the things he had or the sucesses he achieved. He had traits I still aspire to. He taught me little shit, but helpful shit, like how to match good cologne with clothes. What an errogenous zone on a white woman is and how to stimulate it. As far as fucking dem white and Asian bitches, he couldn't find a better student than me, to live and learn his bevy of skills. He made sure I had access to his women to learn the tools of the trade, fucking, sucking, touching, massaging, kissing, caressing and the rest, and I still work hard at it. Learning/and practicing, what the BBC Master taught me. Peace.
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So I was in town for a huge "Trade Show" but also in town were a "Mega-Convention" and a big "Exhibition Show". There was not another hotel, bed-n-breakfast, or motel room left in the city. I had just checked into one of Atlanta's finest, thankful that this suite was being paid for by the client. After unpacking, a shower, and a unwinder drink, I set off for one of ATL's famous strip clubs. As I entered the hall outside my suite, a maintenance cart was beside the suite next to mine. The maintenance supervisor was explaining to the Hotel Manager that the suite would have to be taken off line. The white female guest was not having it. She told the Manager that he knew there were no rooms in the city. That she couldn't go to any rooms on the outskirts of the city. Her suite connected to mine via the bedroom. I told her I had no objections to her using the suite connector door for her to get in and out of her suite. She was attractive enough.41 year MILF/COUGAR type on the conservative side. Kinda reminded you of Linda Evans or Bo Dereck. She owned some large conglomerate who was depending on doing well at the big Trade Show. I invited her to diner as I knew of some great places to eat. After a delicious meal and three bottles of wine, we headed back to the hotel. Somehow in the elevator we ended up talking about her panties. I asked if I could see them. She appeared stunned beyond belief. But when I said "take em off I said" in my deepest dominant command voice,... she did,...right there in the elevator. And I'm thinkin "Oh Shit, What Have We Got Here?". "A SUBMISSIVE" !!! This white bitch did it all! I have never met a more willing submissive white woman in my life. There was NOTHING she didn't try that night with me, N O T H I N G !. Makes you wonder how such a leader in her industry could be so submissive to this ole' County BBC Master. She said she'd do ANYTHING I said, AND SHE DID! Amazing. Peace
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So, you heard about the two bulls on the hill, looking down on a pen full of heifers. The young bull says to the old bull : "LET'S RUN DOWN THIS HERE HILL, JUMP THAT FENCE, AND FUCK SOME OF DEM COWS" The old bull says: "No,..Let's Walk down This Hill, Enter That Gate, And Fuck All Them Heifers" That I'm afraid is what's happening with me now. Don't get me wrong, I still LOVE sex with a white slut. I always will! . But I've gotten to the point where I don't want to fuck em. I want to make sweet toe curling love to em. I admit I've slowed down some, but not that much. I still have the stamina & energy to fuck em really good.
I still take great care of mysel, old military habits are hard to break, I've still got a six pack.arms and shoulders and legs are still well toned - I eat right, take a few nutrient supplements, hydrate often, sleep right and no blue pill. But I'm getting older (Not Old - but older) Hell, I can still wear my Air Force uniforms from twenty years ago. I guess my point is, while I'm no longer a young BBC Bull, I am STILL A BBC Master who still loves to put this Big Black Cock in a white slut's pussy, ass and mouth. And while I may not "RUN" down that hill ~ there's still plenty of pep in my step WALKING down that hill. Peace.
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Cassandra works the building's front desk area, reception, security monitors, visitor log in/out. She is a busy, attractive 30 year old from Manhattan, New York, stuck in the ATL If it wasn't for that accent, I would have married her years ago (well maybe not). Our Office Building is thirty stories with a huge number of professionals working there. The running joke/truth was she had lured every man, single or married, blind, crippled, or crazy, 18 to 75 out to lunch or for an afternoon quickie. Surprisingly, Cassandra only ate salads, and I needed an expert to settle a fifty dollar bet I had with one of my crew. We agreed she'd be our decider. Cassandra knew the bet was worth more to me then any ole funky fifty dollars. So she made her pitch for one of her famous lunch quickies. Hey ~ I had no choice - I'm a winner - Sometimes at any costs. So today was Wednesday, we set it up for Thursday with her expert salad ruling to happen Friday. Let me say this hear : "BEAUTY IS IN THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER"
CASSANDRA was no slouch in the kick-ass body department. Unblemished skin, beautiful white teeth, thick, brunett hair, tits weren't what I'd expected (or hoped for) but who's perfect? She had a whole bunch of shit going for her that made a man wanna get off in dem draws. Confidence, easy movement. Cassandra had all this going for her. BUT all that was killed for me by the manner of speeh. That New York Yankee speeh was a mighty big distraction for me. So in the long run, I could fuck her, but we'd never be chat buddies. Oh by the way ~ The pussy was the bomb, I mean soaking wet fantastic. No time for oral or anal, but that was no problem cause the straight sex was so good, and I lost the bet. I was just glad it was finally Cassandra's turn. Peace
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