Saturday, March 29, 2014

Blacked Town (Picture Version)







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Blacked Town (Text Version)

In the town where you're from you either work for Mr. Tomson or you are out of work.
Mr. Tomson has got his hands in every business in area around town, and it is understood that if you don't have his okay, you wont be able to start a business or even work.
Even though he took money from everyone, Mr. Tomson was a somewhat fair man, for instance if someone weren't able to pay him he would almost always agree to allow you to pay him a smaller sum.
But Mr. Tomson was getting old and it was understood that his son would take over in his place, but only few knew that his son wasn't really that strong, and unbeknownst to old Mr. Tomson it was Marcus Jackson who was going to be taking over.
Now Marcus Jackson's family had worked for the Tomson family since the day of slavery, but lately Marcus Jackson had organized the rest of the black men who worked for Mr. Tomson, and when he told Mr. Tomson's son that he was going to be taking over, there wasn't really much of a struggle, Tomson's son was already scared of Jackson, and the rest of the men were afraid of Brutus, Jackson's right hand man.
Now Brutus had no problem intimidating even the most strongest of men, he was built like the toughest boxer out there, and running in to him was running in to a brick wall.
After Mr. Tomson died, Marcus took over almost immediately, his gang took over all the positions of power, and from that time on anyone who didn't pay and show him respect got hurt.
Those family's that had had slaves back in the day were treated like dirt, Marcus had become a very proud African, and he didn't care for former plantation owners one bit.
Even though the newly elected sheriff in town was a white man, Marcus only kept him around so that he could humiliate him, the sheriff wasn't even allowed to carry a weapon, Marcus would even grab and kiss the sheriff's wife right in front of him just to humiliate him further.
There had been one or two who had said something, trying to stand up against Marcus, but that was only when they were drunk, and they were quickly taken care of by Brutus, and after that no one dared to say anything.
Before when Mr. Tomson were around, you and your wife had had it rather good, as you worked somewhat close to Mr. Tomson, but that all changed when Marcus took over, instead of handling business affairs, you were now working as a janitor, and most of the money you earned went to pay off Marcus, so you and your wife had become quite poor.
One day as your wife were dropping off your lunch at the warehouse where you work, Brutus was there picking up some packages, and before she had spotted you, Brutus had gone over to her.
"Anything I can help you with pretty lady." Brutus said smiling at your wife.
"I'm looking for my husband actually, he forgot his lunch." Your wife told him.
"So who's that lucky husband of yours then?" Brutus asked.
"... is my husband, do you know where he is?" Your wife asked for you.
"And how did a boy like that get a fine looking woman like yourself?" Brutus looked at her in a smug way.
"... He's a very nice man." Your wife said as she smiled at him.
You could see your wife talking to Brutus, as he stood almost towering over her, though you couldn't hear what they were saying, you were sure that she would come over to you after, and even though you wanted to go over there, you really didn't want to irritate Brutus in any way.


"And don't worry, I'll give this to him when I see him." Brutus then told your wife as she handed him your lunch.
You were surprised that your wife hadn't come over, and then a few minutes later Brutus began eating from the bag she had given him, and even though you were sure that it was your lunch, you didn't have the nerve to go up to him.
"Mmm... tasty sandwich." Brutus came up to you after a few moments as he finished the last bit of food.
"Oh right... you didn't mind that I had the lunch your wife brought, I was rather hungry?" Brutus said grinning.
"No... that's okay... I can grab something later." You told him as he grinned even more at you.
"You know, that's one fine woman you've found there." Brutus then told you.
"Ehm... thank you." You said feeling uncomfortable.
"You know if she's doing anything this Saturday?" He then asked right out of the blue, like she wasn't married.
"Well... we're going to the country house, her favorite band is playing." You told him.
"Is that so... well get back to work, I don't want to see you standing around like this again!" Brutus then got mean.
Since the very first time you had to deal with Brutus you had been afraid of him, you felt so inferior around him.
A few days later there was a knock on your door, as your wife went to open it.
"Hi pretty lady." Brutus stood there looking at her.
"Oh hello again." Your wife looked around to see if you were anywhere around, but you were upstairs in the bathroom.
"Just thought I would drop this of for your husband." Brutus handed your wife a package.
"Oh Thank you..." Your wife took the package.
"Sorry to hear about your Saturday though." Brutus then told her.
"Sorry... what about Saturday?" She asked.
"Oh I thought that husband of yours would have told you, he's taking some packages up to Mr. Jackson's ranch this weekend." Brutus told her.
"Oh... he hadn't told me anything about that." Your wife said looking a bit dissapointed.
"I guess he didn't tell you because it's for a large party Mr. Jackson is having, and I suppose your husband didn't want you to know that he was going to be at a party, and you would be stuck at home." Brutus told her as your wife got a bit upset.
"He thought that, did he?" Your wife then called out for you.
"Could you come down here?" You then heard your wife call down for you.
"What is it... oh Brutus... I didn't..." You were surprised to see Brutus standing in the doorway.
"Why didn't you tell me about this Saturday?" She then asked you looking at you.
"What about...?" You said confused.


"Oh don't act surprised with me, Brutus here told me that you were going to be at a party at Mr. Jackson's this weekend." Your wife then told you.
"Party at Mr. Jackson's... but I..." You said not knowing what was going on.
"Yo, don't like to your wife like that boy, show her some respect, you know you were told a few days ago that you were going to be delivering packages to the party at Mr. Jackson's this weekend." Brutus then told you which made you nervous.
You knew that Brutus was lying and that no one had told you anything about any trip to Mr. Jackson's, but you were way too afraid of Brutus to say anything like that.
"I'm... sorry honey... I should have told you." You then said to her hoping that that was what Brutus wanted.
"Yes you should have, I was really looking forward to that evening." Your wife told you.
"Well you know, I know some people who are going there, you could come with us." Brutus then told her.
"Oh... well I don't know..." Your wife looked over at you as if to find out if it was okay.
"I'm sure your husband don't want you to sit here all by yourself!" Brutus then said looking at you in a very mean way, like he would hurt you if you said anything.
"I... I guess that would be okay, I wouldn't want you to be unhappy." You then reluctantly told her.
"Oh good... and thank you Brutus, I don't get to go out much, since well... we can't really afford it." Your wife told him as you felt rather anxious.
"Don't worry baby, when you're with me, there's nothing you can't get." Brutus then said with a smug look on his face as your wife gave him a smile.
The weekend came and you had to get going on your delivery that you had been told to make.
"I'm sorry about this again honey, I should have told you earlier." You had to keep up the lie because if Brutus would find out that you had said something, but you would have never said anything because you were way too intimidated by Brutus.
"You should have, at least Brutus was good enough to tell me the truth." Your wife said which made you jealous.
"You know, I don't think he's as bad as they say he is." Your wife then told you.
"I... I guess not." You reluctantly said knowing that he really was that bad.
Because you didn't actually have anything to do this weekend, since Brutus had just lied, you just took the car, drove and parked it down the street from your house.
You sat there feeling rather jealous that this mean black man had gotten you to lie to your own wife so he could take her out, which also made you feel so weak.
Then you saw a car pull up to your house, and you recognized Brutus inside, as he then honked the horn, and then a minute later your wife came out.
"Oh I thought we were going to be more?" Your wife asked Brutus as she came up to the car.
"Nah, they are already there, you don't mind riding with me, do you?" Brutus said with his smug look.
"No... it's been a while since I rode in a convertible." Your wife said as Brutus was a bit too big for a normal car.
"You know that you're going to put all the other women there to shame, looking as fine as you do." Brutus then told her as she sat down.
"... Thank you..." Your wife giggled as she blushed.
"You don't look too bad yourself." Your wife said smiling back.


"I look pretty damn good, don't I... You know... one would almost think that you're glad that your husband had to make a delivery." Brutus then said in his smug way.
"No... I wouldn't say that... it's just that... well he can be a bit dull sometimes." Your wife said making a smile.
As you sat there watching them drive away, you wished that you could hear what they were saying.
Because you felt rather jealous you decided to follow them, so you drove after them.
About ten minutes later you arrived at the country house, where you parked and saw Brutus and your wife go inside, but you were too afraid to be spotted by Brutus so you stayed in the car.
As the hours went by, you sat in your car hoping that they would come out soon, but you knew that your wife liked to dance, and when you had been there with her, you had stayed there for quite some time.
And as you thought about dancing, you really hoped that she didn't dance any slow dances with Brutus, you felt so jealous thinking about your wife in the hand of that black brute.
Then an hour later you saw Brutus and your wife walk out from the country house, you could even notice that your wife was walking a bit uneven, she had probably had a bit too much to drink, which she usually have when the two of you are out.
Then as they got in to his car and drove away, you were thankful that the evening was over, as you followed them back to your house.
"Let me get that belt for you." Brutus said as he leaned over towards your wife as you then saw him plant his lips on hers.
You felt a knot forming in your stomach, but luckily you saw your wife turn away for a second... but then Brutus kissed her again and this time she didn't turn away.
You couldn't believe that his was happening, your beautiful wife was actually kissing Brutus right there in front of you, and you didn't know what to do.
"You want me to come in with you?" Brutus then asked your wife as he kissed her.
"Mmm... no... I couldn't... my husband... I'm married." Your wife softly said as she kissed him.
"Come on, you know you want to." Brutus said.
"Mmm... maybe... but... I can't." Your wife told him.
As you sat there you then saw Brutus and your wife stop, and you felt that at least it was over.
"Well what am I going to do with this nigger, you've made him all hard." Brutus then told your wife as she looked down at his crotch at that huge bulge.
"Well... maybe... I could help you with that... I could... suck it... I mean, that wouldn't be cheating." Your wife told Brutus.
"Hell no it wouldn't... let me give you some help." Brutus then told her as he unbuckled his pants.
"Oh my god." Your wife almost cried out as she saw the size of his cock.
"A bit different than what you are used to huh?" Brutus said grinning.


"I... I don't know if I can take that... it's... so big." Your wife said not being able to get her eyes off of it.
"Go ahead, give it a go, that sweet mouth of yours can work wonders." Brutus told your wife.
As you sat there in your car waiting for your wife to step out, you were surprised as she leaned her head down towards Brutus, and then she disappeared.
"Mm... That's it bitch... suck that head." Brutus made out as your wife started to slowly fit his cock head in to her mouth, and began to suck him.
"Imagine riding this big mutha fucking nigger..." Brutus said groaning as the thought entered your wife's head.
As you sat there you saw Brutus lay his arms out along the seats, as he then leaned his head back.
Your wife wasn't kissing him, and as you thought that another horrible image came to mind, but she couldn't be doing that, you almost started to whimper as you thought about it.
"Damn, you're getting a hang of this... fuck..." Brutus started to grunt.
"Fuck... you better swallow good girl... don't want this in my car..." Brutus grunted.
"I've... never...mmm..." Your wife moaned as Brutus started to yerk.
"Swallow it bitch!!" Brutus grunted out as your wife's mouth was filled with sperm, and before she knew it she was trying to swallow all of his cum.
Your wife had never thought about doing something like this with you, but with this black giant, it almost felt natural for her, as his big cock erupted in her mouth.
"Mmm... Do you still want to come inside?" Your wife then asked eagerly.
"So now you want me to come inside huh? Brutus said with a smug look.
"Yes... I want you to take me in my husband's bed." Your wife told him gently biting her lip.
A moment later you saw the two of them disappear in to your house.
The next day Brutus told you that you were going to be delivering packages every weekend, he also told you not to be home until late Sunday evening.
Every weekend after that you would take in to a motel, but you would drive by your house a few times every day, sometimes getting a glimpse of your wife and Brutus through a window.
You knew that Brutus was spending the weekends with you wife, but you still loved your wife very much and you knew she loved you to as she was always waiting for you at the door on Sundays when you came home.
Sometimes you would find a pair or Brutus's pants or underwear, you could tell that your wife would get a bit worried when you found something as she would tell you that she had bought them for you even though they were clearly not your size.
You knew that Brutus did this on purpose just so you would know your place.

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Monday, January 20, 2014

Here’s me hoping…Alexandra Daddario

Alexandra-Daddario

Alexandra Daddario is an actress who has starred in the Percy Jackson movies, the new Texas Chainsaw Massacre along with a small role in the new True Detective series on television. It was on that show that she finally went nude. How it is possible for this beautiful woman to have such amazing eyes, along with such amazing “eyes” is beyond me.

In Texas Chainsaw Massacre she had small scene where she kissed and made out with a black man, but…

Here’s me hoping that we will one day get to see her go fully nude with a strong black man, and see him all over her amazing breasts.

Alexandra Daddario’s Wiki:  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alexandra_Daddario

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Here she is in all her naked glory. Just imagine her riding a powerful Black man.

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Here she is making out with a black man in Texas Chainsaw Massacre.


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Wednesday, December 18, 2013

White. Boss. Cucked. (Picture Version)






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White. Boss. Cucked. (Text Version)

You looked out from the window in your office as you saw your wife pull in.
She would come by now and again and help out, as it had been quite busy for your small company lately.
You sat there waiting for your office door to open and for your wife to walk in, give you a kiss and ask what she could help out with.
It was kind of you and your wife's thing, something you looked forward to, but as you sat there she still hadn't come by yet.
A moment later you got up and walked over to the door and looked out, you saw your wife standing by one of the desks talking, smiling with someone.
As the person she was talking to stood up, you saw that it was Jamaal, and immediately you started feeling jealous.
As you stood there you realized that your wife had actually been coming around a bit more often lately, and when you thought about it, this wasn't the first time that she didn't come by your office when she got in.
And it didn't help that Jamaal didn't respect you one bit, he often told you off when you asked him to work late or do something.
If it had been any of your other employees you would have fired them by now, but if you had to admit it, you were too intimidated by Jamaal to do anything like that.
You wouldn't have even hired him if it wasn't for the program you watched a few months back about the modern workplace.
After that you realized that you hadn't hired anyone that wasn't white, so a few days later you took out an ad saying that you were hiring.
After a few interviews Jamaal walked in, he looked like a strong black man, who had a very confident way about him, so you hired him.
But just after a couple of weeks you had noticed that the other employees had started treating Jamaal like he was in charge, asking him about work assignments and he had even changed his work schedule.
You had tried to bring this up a few times when you talked to him, as it were your company, and your were the boss, but each time you felt very uneasy and Jamaal would always come out on top, telling you how it things should be run.
And now as you looked at your wife talking to Jamaal, it almost looked like she was flirting with him.
Then after a bit your wife walked over to the office you had sat up for her, something that made you feel a bit hurt.
Even after she had talked to Jamaal, she didn't come in to say hi, and ask you what she could help out with.
"Hi sweetheart." You walked over to her office.
"Hi honey." She said as you walked over and gave her a small kiss on the cheek.
"I was waiting for you in my office, you usually come by and..." You said.
"Oh sorry sweetie, but I was just talking to Jamaal, and he said that things were a bit busy. So I asked him if there was anything he thought that I could help out with. He told me that there were some orders that had to go out, so I thought I would help out with that." Your wife told you which made you feel so weak, as your wife had now actually asked Jamaal about what she could help out with instead of you.
"Oh... that's okay." You told her smiling but you couldn't help but to feel a bit humiliated.


As you then passed Jamaal on your way back to your office, you felt that you should say something.
"Ehm... Jamaal, I was just talking to my wife and..."
"Yeah I sent your wife to handle some orders that need to be sent out." Jamaal interrupted you and told you as he stood up.
You could feel that he had no respect for you as he looked at you.
"Th... thanks I was just thinking the same thing." You said feeling so intimidated as he gave you a smug look.
That was the opposite of what you wanted to say to him.
"She a fine woman your wife. I hope you are treating her well, because I know I could treat her real well." Jamaal then told you which made you feel both jealous and humiliated.
"I... I treat her real well." You fumbled with your words as you were too shocked at what he had said.
"You should..." You were almost about to say something strong to him when your wife walked over.
"Excuse me, Jamaal... could you help me find these papers?" Your wife came by and asked Jamaal, when you were standing right there.
You felt so small and weak next to Jamaal, as your wife had went up and asked him instead of you.
"I could..." You said quietly as you saw that your wife was not looking at you and she was already listening to Jamaal.
Just before you walked back to your office you overheard which papers your wife was asking about, and you knew that she had handled dozens of those, so she knew where they were.
As you sat there in your office, you couldn't help but to look at the picture frame of you and your wife.
But as you did you started having these thoughts, thoughts of Jamaal standing behind your wife, holding her like you were in the picture.
And then thoughts of Jamaal behind your wife, suddenly both of them naked, as your wife was bending over, and Jamaal started fucking her.
You then realized that you were harder than you had ever been before, your penis aching to be let out of your pants, you felt a bit ashamed for getting rock hard from thinking about your beautiful wife with Jamaal.
But as the days passed, you thought of them together more and more, and as you watched your wife with Jamaal at work, you could tell that she was attracted to him.
The way she was always smiling, laughing with him, brushing her hair back, putting her hands on his shoulder.
Yesterday as you stood in your office watching the two of them talk, you had even taken out your penis and jerked off.
You had started wondering if they were sleeping together, but you didn't think so, if your wife wasn't at work, she was at home with you.
As you were jerking off, you knew that you had to give her an opportunity to be with him.
An hour later you called your wife to your office.


"Honey, I have to go out of town for a meeting." You told her.
"Oh, when will you be back?" She asked.
"Don't think I will be back until tomorrow, but while I'm gone, I was wondering if you could stay late here and finish those orders with Jamaal?" You then asked your wife.
"Ehm..." Your wife seemed a bit hesitant, like she knew what could happen if she stayed late all alone with Jamaal.
"You would be doing me a huge favor, and I think Jamaal would really appreciate your help." You told her hoping that she would say yes.
"Okay... I know Jamaal has been working really hard, and he could use some help." Your wife told you.
Hearing your wife praise Jamaal made you feel rather humiliated, since you knew he hadn't really been working, but your wife never said anything bad about him.
You still hadn't talked to Jamaal about staying late, and you knew never worked late.
"Jamaal, I'm going out of town for a day, and I wont be back until tomorrow." You told him.
"I was wondering if you could do me a huge favor and help my wife with the orders while I'm gone, it probably will mean staying late?" You asked him.
"Yeah, I think I could do that, but you'll owe me big time." He told you making you feel even weaker, as not only would he be staying late with your wife, but now you would be in his debt as well.
"Of course, anything, you would really be helping me and my wife out." You told him.
An hour later you gave your wife a small kiss goodbye, as you left the office.
You drove around the block for a while and then drove back and parked a bit out of sight.
A few moments later at the end of the day, your other employees went home.
You waited for a while and then you snuck up to the building, the doors were locked as you walked around back and found a window where you could see inside.
You saw your wife sitting at one of the desks, as Jamaal then got up behind her.
They appeared to be looking at some papers, but then suddenly Jamaal leaned down and kissed your wife's neck.
At first she seemed to be a bit hesitant, but when he leaned down and kissed her neck again, your wife leaned her head back.
Jamaal quickly planted his lips on hers, as they started kissing heavily.
You felt so jealous as you watched Jamaal undo the zipper to your wife's blouse.
Jamaal's hands then found themselves cupping your wife's large breasts.


Just as you had pulled down your pants, you saw Jamaal tell your wife something as the two of them walked away.
You had to quickly pull up your pants and run awkwardly looking in through windows until you could see them.
You were a bit shocked as you found them walking in to your office, as they then started undressing.
You had actually left one of the windows to your office a bit open, so that you could get in if they went somewhere, where you couldn't see them, but now instead you could hear them.
"I can't believe I'm doing this... I'm a married woman." Your wife said as she got out of her panties.
"You've been wanting this black meat since the first time you saw me." Jamaal told your wife as he held his huge black cock in his hand.
"Oh god you're so hot... I want that big thing inside of me." Your wife said panting.
You were stroking your hard on as you watched Jamaal pick your wife up by her butt and put her down right on your desk.
Jamaal was going to take your wife right where you sit and work every day.
"Oh godd." Your wife then screamed out as Jamaal pushed himself inside of her.
He started fucking her real good as her breasts bounced up and down to his rhythm.
"Oh godd you're bigg... mmmm." Your wife moaned loudly.
She had never moaned like that with you, but you had never taken her like that, and you weren't even half the size of Jamaal.
Within moments of your wife having an orgasm, you came as well, shooting your load right onto the wall outside your office.
But Jamaal wasn't close to being done, he flipped your wife over and started pounding her from behind, her breasts now pressed against your desk.
Even though you had just cum, you couldn't stop stroking your penis as you heard your wife moan out to Jamaal.
"Get up here!" Jamaal then grunted out as he pulled out from your wife.
Your wife quickly turned around as he then started cumming.
Jamaal's black cock spurted long streams of cum, hitting your wife's chest, as she moaned pressing her chest closer so more of his sperm could hit her.
"Fuck you're hot." Jamaal grunted as your wife had reached over and was stroking his cock, trying to get more cum to come out.
She then leaned over and really sucked his cockhead hard, making him grunt even harder.
"So much cum..." Your wife said as she rubbed her hands over her chest, smearing his cum over her breasts.
You couldn't help but to wonder if your wife would come back to you after being with such a powerful black man.

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