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I arrived home and it was eerily quiet except for the sound of moaning and groaning. The sounds were coming from upstairs. I thought to myself, "who in the hell is Marcia fucking?" I was pissed off and confused - two conflicting feelings as I approached the top of the stairwell. The sounds were becoming more "real" as I approached the bedroom door. The door was partially open. As I stared into the bedroom Marcia's back was facing me and she was facing the television. I was thunderstruck when I looked at the television. She had found a DVD I had made with a large black man a few years earlier,… 阅读更多内容

I have described the following videos as a cautionary tale. I do so because it is addictive, especially if you are already practicing white boi sex https://zh.xhamstervideo.net/my/favorites/videos/6160fe7153bfb81dd3288f8a-whitboisex… 阅读更多内容

When I was a 17 yr old senior in high school I had zero affinity for black guys. I was living in South Carolina at the time in the midst of racial tensions. There was this one black guy in particular who had it out for me. Reasons unknown. So, he started fucking with my gf during one of our classes. I suppose doing so was part of his psychological torture of me. He sat right behind Mary in class and would taunt her. He would lean just behind her ear and whisper "your boyfriend is a fag...I know he's not fucking you proper like I can...you need a real man to fuck you proper...and my 10 inches w… 阅读更多内容

I was traveling 2 weeks ago from Chicago to Florida. With a 17 hr drive ahead of me my mind began to wander into the land of BBC. All I could think about was a big black cock sitting next to ne as I stroke it's massive, masculine beauty. I'm not aware of that many adult book stores on my route but the 3rd truck stop I hit was older than most. I didn't care. I just wanted a place to piss. I entered the mens restroom and heard voices "get on it boy...suck my black dick" were the words I could hear being quietly commanding. I was dying to see more! i eased my way to their stall when I noticed it… 阅读更多内容

There are days when I jerk for BBC videos for several hours. I rarely miss a day. It's been this way for 22 years, more so today than 22 years ago now that I can view online . Not having to go to the video store and rent VHS tapes gives me ample time to indulge in my BBC addiction. In fact, it didn't become an addiction until online videos from Blacked became routine. This question is based in two parts: First, how often do you jerk for BBC? Secondly, did you find yourself jerking for it more often when everything became an online BBC fuckfest? P.S. I still love to visit my favorite BBC glor… 阅读更多内容

White Boy Sex - The baseball game YES! Free tickets from our pal, Jeremy. He was the coolest black guy in our neighborhood and my gf, Tacy, adored him. But she always seemed to stare at him with a slight hint of lust in her eyes. My gf, Tracy, is a hot-looking blonde with perky tits and an ass to die for. She wore a low cut When we arrived at the stadium I realized how lucky we were to have received field-level tickets behind the dugout. I couldn’t wait to see the players as they entered the dugout. Beyond awesome seats. My gf and I were invited by our neighborhood friend, Jeremy, to atte… 阅读更多内容

GF and I were in Key West last week. Standing next to us at the bar was a hot blonde, early 40's with a queen of spades tattoo on her ankle along with other fine ink. I politely commented on her "ankle tattoo." Without reservation she said "yes I LOVE black cock." As she grinned ear to ear we all laughed. My gf chimed in and admitted her passion for BBC. The woman (I'll call her jenny) asked my gf point blank "where's your QoS tattoo?" Her bf showed up and we shared the nature of our conversation. We all sat down and had a few too many margaritas while inhibitions were abating quickly. The co… 阅读更多内容

I was drooling and slobbering all over the big dick as I gagged repeatedly with each thrust. Lisa was my using my messy blow job as lubricant to continue jerking him off as he mauled her breasts. Suddenly I heard the sound of another zipper being being lowered. I glanced up and noticed our "friend" had his left hand firmly planted around the back of her waist line where her now removed blouse once met her skirt. He must have gained access to the zipper on her skirt. Instead of locking eyes with me as Lisa had before, she shut her eyes as the assault on her continued as her head tilted ba… 阅读更多内容