Friday, October 24, 2014

Inner City Coach (Picture Version)







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Inner City Coach (Text Version)

Since you had been laid off from work six months ago times had been hard for you and your wife.
Luckily your wife still have her job as a teacher, but unless you could find a new job soon the two of you might loose your house.
Then one day as your wife came home from work she told you about some extra teaching hours that she could pick up.
"I was just talking to the coach at school and he told me about this program they have coaching kids at basketball." Your wife told you.
You knew that your wife had played basketball all through highschool so it was something she knew how to do.
"Are you sure you want to stay the extra hours at the school for it honey?" You asked feeling rather lousy that she could find more to do but you couldn't.
"Actually honey it's at another school downtown, it's an outreach program for inner city kids." Your wife then told you.
"Oh. How far downtown is it?" You asked her a bit surprised.
"It's passed the 54th bridge." She told you which made you a bit nervous.
You and your wife had always lived in the quiet suburbs, but the 54th street was in rough neighborhood , and neither of you had ever been that far in the city.
"I don't know, that's a long way and it's not really our type of neighborhood." You told her.
What you really meant was that those neighborhoods were black neighborhood and you had heard stories about crimes.
"I think it will be okay honey, I've checked and there's a bus that takes me right to the school down there and back home, and you know we could really use the extra money." She told you, and even though you didn't really want her to take it, you knew that you did really need the money.
"Okay, but I'll pick up some pepper spray for you tomorrow, I want you to carry it with you." You told her feeling a bit worried.
"I'm sure everything will be fine." Your wife told you and gave you small kiss.
A week later your wife was getting ready to head off for her new job coaching basketball.
You couldn't help but to think that your wife looked rather hot in her new training outfit, it had been a while since she wore clothes like that, and they really showed off some of her best features.
"Be safe and remember to keep that spray with you." You told her as you gave her a kiss as she went out the door.
You felt bad that your wife had to take another job, because you couldn't find one, and you felt even worse that she had to travel that far downtown for it.
A couple of hours passed as you started to look out the window for your wife to come home.
"How was it, are you okay?" You asked her as she walked through the door.


"Oh it was fun, I hadn't realized how much I had missed basketball." She told you.
"How were the kids?" You asked her.
"The kids... oh." Your wife looked like she was thinking for a moment.
"They were really friendly, although it took a bit for them to warm up to me."
"I'm glad everything went okay." You told her, though you got the feeling that there was something she wasn't telling you.
As the months went you started to notice small changes in your wife, she started to look healthier, even happier, which you thought was because she was working out as well as she was coaching basketball, doing something she liked.
Though she seemed a bit secretive when you brought up the coaching, just saying that everything is going good.
But that was all that had changed, in the bedroom your wife had started wanting you to go down on her more and more, almost to the point that it was all the sex she wanted, though you didn't mind, you rather enjoyed eating her out.
In fact lately as you were going down on her, she had started to moan louder and louder, something she had never done before, she had always been somewhat quiet in bed.
Now you knew that weren't the greatest in bed, but now hearing your wife's moans made you cum at the slightest touch of your penis.
Then yesterday you noticed something about your wife as she was getting ready.
As you walked by the bedroom you caught a glimpse of her as she was zipping up her top, and you could have sworn that she wasn't wearing a sports bra, or anything underneath, but you probably just saw wrong.
But after she had left you couldn't shake the feeling, so you went upstairs and went through her drawer where she keeps her bras, and to your surprise you found both her sports bras lying there.
Nah, your wife had probably bought a new one that she was wearing, that was the only thing you could think of.
Later that night as your wife was coming home, she gave you a quick kiss as she ran up to the shower, which was another thing she had been doing lately.
Before she had always stopped by in the kitchen, getting something to drink and talking to you for while before going up to take a shower.
As a few more weeks passed you had started to feel like there was something your wife didn't tell you, even that she might be lying about something, and even though you probably were getting worried about nothing, you couldn't shake the feeling.
So this evening after your wife had left, you decided to take a bus downtown to see her coach, which had been something you had wanted to do for a couple of weeks now, but you hadn't because were a bit anxious about going down to those neighborhood.


You had never been a very courages man, and going that far downtown made you more than a little hesitant, but you finally got your nerve up and drove to the bus stop.
As you sat at the bus stop for a bit the bus then pulled up and though the doors had opened you were still a bit hesitant about going aboard.
But you got the courage up and got onboard.
As the bus started to pass the places you knew and begin to travel though neighborhoods you had never been to before, you started to get a bit nervous.
"You sure you know where you are going, you don't look like you belong down here." An older black man asked you just before he got off.
Even though you nodded yes to him, you started to feel like this was a bad idea as you started to see groups of black guys hanging around street corners that the bus passed.
Then a few moments later the bus pulled over and you realized that this was your stop.
You just sat there feeling nervous as you didn't know wether to get off or not, but then just as the doors where about to close you got off.
As you stood there looking around you felt very out of place, and even though you knew that the sports hall where you wife coached was nearby, you still had to ask someone.
"Excuse me, do you know where this is?" You asked a black man walking by.
"Get lost!" He shunned you off like you weren't even there, which made you rather worried.
"Excuse me, could you tell me where this is?" You then asked small group of black men.
"Yeah, it's that building over there. But this isn't a place for a white boy like yourself." He told you looking down at you.
"I'm just stopping by. My wife is coaching basketball to some kids over there." You told them.
"Kids... Yo I think you got the wrong place boy, that place over there is where the street ballers are shooting hoops, there's no kids in those crews." He told you as they laughed at you.
"Oh... maybe I got the address wrong." You said looking down at the note, which was the same note your wife had used to get there there first time.
"Yeah a white boy like yourself would get messed up in there." They then told you laughing.
As you walked back to the bus stop you looked over at the building, and as you looked at the address you could see that this was the place.
As you stood there waiting for the bus you surprised yourself as you started walking over there, you figured that you could at least look inside since you were already there.
Then as you got up to the doors you slowly opened them as you could hear noises coming from further inside.
You couldn't believe that you were actually going to inside, you had never been so nervous in your life.


As you walked up to the next doors you looked inside and saw the basketball court, and as you opened the doors you saw a couple of groups of black guys down on the court.
As you got closer you could see that these were no kids, they had to have at least been nineteen years old, all looking very beefed up and rough, so you thought that this was the wrong place, your wife wouldn't be in here.
Then as you were about to leave, you heard two of the groups talking down on the court.
"Yo, who's your pick nigga?" The you thought was the leader asked the other group.
"How about that sweet ass white bitch you've been hugging, I think it's time she got to feel some south side brothas." The other leader told him.
"Aiight nigga, but you know you gonna loose."
"Yo girl, get up here." He then called out for someone.
You couldn't believe that this was actually happening, that what you had seen was true, and even though you wanted to run over to your wife, your legs couldn't move, you were way to afraid of the black guys that had started playing down there.
As you stood up on the bleachers watching the two teams play, you got even more nervous as you saw how rough they played on the court, they even threw punches, several brawls even got started, and you felt so scared and nervous that you wanted to leave, but your wife was down there and your legs couldn't even move.
Then after about half an hour the other group was called out as the winners.
"Yeah eat that nigga, south side to the end!" The group that had won taunted the other group.
"Yo bitch, it's time for you to get to know how we do it on the south side!" The leader of the group then called out for your wife.
Even though the leader of the first group looked pissed he motioned to your wife to go over to them.
Even though you didn't know what was going to happen, you felt so jealous that your wife was going along with this.
Then you heard a large thud as you looked over you saw that one of the black guys in the other group had thrown a mattress in the middle of the court.
As your wife had walked up to the leader of the other group who was standing on the mattress, the first thing he did was rip open your wife's top, as he then grabbed her boobs and planted his mouth on her nipples.
You started to feel rather sick as you saw him suck your wife's breasts, and as you reluctantly watched, you saw another of the four black guys walk over to her, as he then grabbed her pants and pulled them down.
You couldn't believe that your wife was actually standing completely naked down there, surrounded by four huge black guys.


"Now I think it's time for you to show my homeboys here how a white girl gives head!" The leader told your wife as he stepped out of his shorts almost slapping his long fat cock in her face.
You didn't know what to do as you saw your wife take this black man's penis in her mouth, as she started to suck him off.
Then you saw the other black guys step out of their shorts, and you couldn't help but to feel inferior as you saw their huge manhoods.
You had always thought that you were average with your three inch penis, but compared to these black guys, you felt smaller than a young boy.
"Get the fuck down on your back bitch!" He then told your wife who laid down on her back and parted her legs wide open as you saw this huge black man get in between her legs.
You couldn't help but to start to wheep as this black guy started to fuck your wife, and that wasn't all, you heard your wife's loud moans, which made it even worse because you knew that it was the sound of pleasure, because that's what she sounds like just before she has an orgasm.
As you heard your wife scream out in orgasm, another one of the black guys sat down next to her and slid his fat black cock inside her mouth, as you saw how she started to suck him off as well.
"Move nigga!" The leader then told the one your wife was sucking, as the leader got up in her face as you heard him grunt out loudly and you knew he was cumming in your wife's mouth.
The other black guy who your wife had been sucking now move down and turned her over as he slid his dick inside her pussy from behind as he started to fuck her hard.
The other guys each went over and took turns as your wife gave them blowjobs.
This whole thing went on for an hour, as you sat there crying in shock, your wife had been taken several times by these four black guys right there in front of you.
The next morning you woke up next to your wife, and even with all that you had seen last night, you didn't want to leave her.
You still loved her, and you wondered if she would one day tell you the truth, or if you should tell her that you had seen her.

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Friday, October 17, 2014

Thugs (Picture Version)



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Thugs (Text Version)

You couldn't believe what was happening as you saw Jerome opening the door and these three huge mean looking black guys came walking in.
They were all wearing thug clothes and you knew that they were all in gangs so these weren't the kind of guys you would talk back to.
"Yo that's that white muther fucker!" One of them said.
"Chill dawg, you know who the bitch is, that's his wife." Jerome told him.
"No shit nigga, that's one fine ass she's got."
"Hell yeah dawg, and how would you feel about tapping that ass." Jerome then asked him.
"Damn right I'm gonna tap that ass." He told Jerome as he looked at you with a grin.
"So bitch, you wanna feel some nigga in yah huh?!" He than said to your wife as he walked over to her.
"As long as you don't hurt my husband." She said looking at you.
"You bettah be fucking good for that bitch!" He then said as you saw this thug grab a hold of your wife's butt, and then slid his hand in between her panties.
"Yo this bitch is wet as fuck, think she's been just waiting to get some nigga."
You wife then gave you a guilty look which made you feel so jealous.
"Damn she's got some big titties as well!" He then said as he cupped your wife's breasts.
"Now get down on your knees and give my homeboys here a good mutha fucking blowjob." He then ordered your wife to her knees.
"And look at your mutha fucking white boy over there when you're sucking these nigga dicks." He told your wife.
You felt so jealous when you saw your wife looking at you as she took this black thug's fat cock in her mouth.
And by this time the other thug had pulled down her panties and had started fucking her from behind, as you heard your wife's moans, and this black thug's grunts as he grinned at you.

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Stolen (Picture Version)



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Stolen (Text Version)

You had never been so nervous as you were at this moment.
You were driven up to Jamaal's house by two of his thugs, as they had picked you up at your work and dragged you out to the car.
"Get the fuck out here muthafucka!" One of the thugs grabbed you and threw you out of the car.
As they then pushed you around back to where you saw Jamaal standing you got even more scared.
"Here's the muthafucka!" One of them said as they pushed you in front of Jamaal.
"I... I'm sorry Jamaal... I don't know what this is." You tried to lie your way out of it.
"You think you can steal from me and get away with it, is that what you think white boy!" Jamaal then said in a mean voice.
"N... I... I haven't stolen..." You lied knowing that you had take some of Jamaal's money.
"Is that right... Yo bitch, get the fuck out here!" Jamaal then called out.
You then got the shock of your life as you saw your beautiful girlfriend coming out of Jamaal's house, and she wasn't wearing any clothes at all.
"Yo, this white boy of yours is telling me that he hasn't stolen any money from me?" Jamaal then asked your girlfriend.
"That's not true, he even showed me the money after he had taken it." Your girlfriend told him which made you feel so nervous and betrayed.
"Honey..." You said looking up at her.
"It's just not right for you to steal from Jamaal, after all he has done for you, and for me." She told you.
"At least this woman of yours knows her place, don't you bitch." Jamaal said as your girlfriend walked over to him and gave him a kiss, as Jamaal wrapped his hand around her and grabbed her ass.
You felt so jealous as you saw the woman you loved kissing this huge black man right in front of you.
"Damn your woman is tasty." Jamaal the said grinning at you as he then turned her around facing you, as he cupped both of her large breasts and squeezed.
"Don't fucking move an inch!" Jamaal then told your girlfriend as you saw him lean her down a bit as you were shocked to see him pull down his pants.
He gave you a fuck you look as he then shoved his fat black cock inside your girlfriend.
You couldn't help but to whimper as you saw and heard your girlfriend getting fucked right in front of you, hearing her loud moans of pleasure made it so much worse.

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