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Friday, October 31, 2014

Blacked On the Base (Picture Version)







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As of late you and your wife have been talking of how you can do more to support your country.
While you are happy to give money to support funds, your wife have been talking about joining the national guard.
Even though she wont be doing anything really dangerous, you didn't really like the idea, but she felt that it was the right thing to do.
After having signed up, your wife spent a couple of weeks in a boot camp, after that she was assigned to a small outfit at a local base where they would be organizing supplies that would go out over the world.
As a part of the national guard your wife was to report two weekends a month to her outfit at the base.
"Give me a call when you get settled in." You told your wife as you gave her a kiss.
"I'm not sure we are allowed to call out, but I'll try honey." Your wife told you as she then drove off.
Later she arrived at the base where she parked outside, and then took a bus to the barracks where her outfit were assigned.
"Hi... hello." You wife said as she walked inside and passed two white guys.
"Hey, I'm James and this is Ron." They introduced themselves.
As your wife walked around the corner she came up to another group of men, they were all black as your wife counted five, which made her feel a bit worried.
Your wife wasn't racist or anything like that, and these men were all part of her outfit so there wouldn't be any cause for alarm, but she couldn't help to get nervous.
"Hello..." Your wife introduced herself in a shy way.
"Yo what's up." They all nodded at her.
A moment later your wife came up to another person who to your wife's excitement was another woman.
"Hello, I'm..." Your wife said as the woman turned around.
"Oh I'm sorry mam, I didn't know you were a sergeant." Your wife stood at attention in front of the Hispanic woman.
"Relax... We're rather casual here, at least when the lieutenant isn't around. I'm Maria Medina by the way."
As your wife and Sergeant Medina had talked for a while an older man came in to the barracks.


"Outside in five!" The lieutenant told you.
As your wife and the rest of the outfit stood formed up in a line outside, the Lieutenant talked about what it was the outfit did at the base.
"Though I might not be around as much, Sergeant Medina here will be in charged." The lieutenant told you.
"Today we have three trucks with supplies that needs to be filled up, so I suggest we all get started right away." Sergeant Medina gave her orders.
A couple of hours later as your wife were getting a bag from the back of the warehouse she noticed two of the black men in your outfit putting some supplies in a van at the back, which she thought was a bit weird.
"What you doing here?" A deep voice from behind startled your wife.
"Oh... I was just getting a bag for the truck." Your wife said as she looked up at black man standing there recognizing him as Tyrone.
"You're that new recruit right." Tyrone said.
"Yes... I just thought that we were loading up the trucks at the front." Your wife said looking around at the two black men loading up the van.
"Yo listen, what goes on back here is nothing for you to worry about, and I would suggest that you head back to the front!" Tyrone told your wife in a harsh way.
"Yeah... I was just picking this up, sorry." Your wife couldn't help but to feel intimidated by Tyrone.
As she loaded up her back in the truck your wife saw Sergeant Medina standing there.
"Sergeant, could I ask you something, in private." Your wife said as she saw two of the black men from the group of five.
"It's probably nothing, but I saw two men from our outfit loading up some boxes into a van." You told her.
"Where was this?" She asked you.
"At the back of the warehouse, Tyrone was there and I..." As you told you that you saw something change in her.
"Oh that's fine, I told him to do that, we have some extra supplies going out." Medina told you.
"Oh okay... I just thought I would say something." Your wife said feeling a bit more at ease since the Sergeant apparently knew about it.
"And so you should have, now finish loading up the truck." She told your wife.


Later that evening as your wife was returning back to the barracks she heard some harsh voices and as she passed around the corner she was Tyrone, and it appeared that he was yelling at someone quite harshly.
Because she was a bit intimidated by Tyrone, your wife slowly walked away but not before she saw who he was yelling at, and to your wife's surprise it was Sergeant Medina, and it appeared like he was telling her off, and she looked down and nodded to him.
Your wife couldn't really shake the feeling from before when Tyrone told your wife off, but she felt anxious over the fact that Tyrone was yelling at Medina who was a Sergeant.
As your wife was getting her bunk ready for sleep Sergeant Medina walked up to her bunk.
"You okay?" Your wife asked as Medina looked a bit uneasy.
"Oh... yes... Of course, just something on my mind, but it'll be okay." She told your wife as she tried to give out a smile.
As your wife lied in her bunk, she couldn't shake the feeling of what she had seen before.
Then the next day as the outfit had finished loading up another few trucks, you and Sergeant Medina was taking a shower, because there were both men and women in the outfit, your wife and Medina got to use the showers first.
As the both of you were standing there naked in the showers, the doors opened and a moment later Tyrone and the four other black men in the outfit walked right in, and they were completely naked.
"Hey... guys we're in here..." Your wife said nervously as she tried to cover herself up, and since two of the black men stopped by the towels your wife couldn't go over there.
"We thought we heard someone in here calling for help, so we came in to help." Tyrone said grinning as the other guys laughed.
Even though your wife was worried, she couldn't help but to take a few looks at their black naked bodies.
And though she tried to look up, she got a few good looks at their crotches.
"Well... we're alright... so if you..." Your wife tried to say.
"Yo check out the body on this white girl my niggas, that's a fine ass." Tyrone said as your wife was turned around feeling a bit anxious.


But to your wife's shock, she had noticed her nipples were harder than they had ever been, and with her arms rubbing against them as she covered herself, she started to feel some tingles between her legs.
"Yo boss, lets not forget the bitch over here!" Another of Tyrone's men said looking at Sergeant Medina.
"Ain't forgetting about that sweet bitch, Yo, don't fucking stand there, my niggas over there need some fucking blowjobs!" Tyrone told Sergeant Medina as your wife was stunned.
Medina gave your wife a quick look as she then walked over to the two black guys in front of her, as she then took each of their long cocks in her hands.
Your wife couldn't believe what was happening as she looked over at Medina as she had started sucking them off, they guys reaching down fondling her breasts as well as her butt.
"Yo listen up bitch, I ain't going to tell you this twice!" Your wife felt anxious as Tyrone had walked over to her and was stand right next to her, she could feel his fat black cock up against her hip.
"Me and my fucking crew here are 52th Streeters, and we run this mutha fucking warehouse." Tyrone told your wife who started to feel even more nervous.
"I... I swear I wont say anything... I..." Your wife pleaded.
"Shut the fuck up when I'm talking to you bitch!" Tyrone told your wife.
"I'm sor... sorry..." Your wife felt scared.
"As you see over there, I own the sergeant, I own every mutha fucka in here, and since you got all curious and shit, your white ass belong to me now, you feel me bitch!" Tyrone told you wife.
"But... I... I'm married." Your wife told Tyrone.
"Shit bitch, that's the way I like em. Yo Medina, show her your ring." Tyrone told Sergeant Medina.
As your wife looked over she noticed the ring on her finger, meaning Sergeant Medina was also married.
"Now first, put those mutha fucking arms up, I wanna have a good look at you!" Tyrone told your wife who even though she was worried, she slowly put her arms over her head.
"Shit niggas, look at these mutha fuckas!" Tyrone turned your wife around as he showed your wife's bare breasts to his crew, just before he cupped them both from behind.


Even though your wife felt nervous and guilty for betraying you, she felt even more guilty over the fact that she was getting wetter and wetter between her legs, she had never felt like this before.
"Yo dawgs, get over here!" Tyrone told the two other black guys standing over by the towels.
"You ever tasted some nasty nigga balls before?!" Tyrone asked your wife who shook her head.
"Well get down and drain those mutha fuckas!" Tyrone then told your wife.
Your wife looked down at the two black men's huge erection, as she couldn't help but to compare them to yours, and as she did she couldn't help but to see yours as a small boys penis, compared to these huge cocks.
Then just as your wife took the first black cock in her mouth, one of the white guys from the outfit appeared in the shower.
"What... what's going on?" He said nervously.
As he came inside your wife first reaction was to stop and cover herself again, but one of the guys had his hand on her head so she couldn't do anything but to keep sucking his fattening dick.
"Yo, if you don't get the fuck out and keep that fucking door closed, I'm gonna beat the shit out of you!" Tyrone told him harshly.
"I'm sorry..." The white guy looked down and looked so inferior to Tyrone.
"And tell that other fucking white boy to come in here!" Tyrone told him as he then walked out.
And just at that moment your wife felt her mouth fill up with semen, and she couldn't do anything other than to swallow all of it.
As your wife had started sucking the other guy, the door opened and the other white guy from the outfit came in.
"Yo mutha fucka, didn't I tell you to keep that fucking door closed!" Tyrone told him.
"I'm... I'm sorry, I had to use the toilet." He said looking down as he looked scared.
"Yo Jamaal." Tyrone called the guy how was fucking Sergeant Medina.
"What's up boss." He said as he slowed down.
"Sunday when we all head out of her, you and Jerome go with this fucking white boy here to his house, his wife need some big fucking niggas in her bed!" Tyrone told them.
"Hell yeah, you hear that white boy!" Jamaal grinned at him.
"You got a fucking problem with that white boy?!" Tyrone then said.
"N... no... I... don't." As your wife heard him say that, she couldn't help but to think of you coming in looking at her as she was being taken by all these black guys, and it made her orgasm harder than she had ever done before.

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Friday, October 24, 2014

Inner City Coach (Picture Version)







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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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Stolen (Picture Version)



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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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Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Friday, October 10, 2014

The Truth: White Women & Spas

The reason why white women go to spas...



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Thursday, October 9, 2014

Small Southern Farmer (Picture Version)









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It had been a tough couple of years being a small farmer in the south, crops had failed and banks wouldn't renew your loans.
You and your wife risked loosing your farm if you didn't come up with some money soon.
"I have a meeting with another bank tomorrow, I'm sure I'll get a loan from them." You lied to your wife.
In fact you had a meeting with a large landowner in the state, one you had heard loaned money to struggling farmers.
André Brown had started buying up land in the area about ten years ago, from what little the newspapers wrote about him, he was buying the land where his ancestors from Africa had worked as slaves.
As Mr. Brown was a very proud African, he only employed men of African descent, however he did own several smaller farms where white folk as yourself worked for him.
But from his reputation you also knew that Mr. Brown was a very hard man, a man you don't want to be late with payments for, but you were sure that if you only got the money you could turn things around.
The next day you drove over to Mr. Brown's ranch for your meeting with him.
"This way." You were met by two large black men at the door.
You were guided through a number of rooms and hallways before coming up on a larger room where a large man sat looking out of the window.
"I understand that you're about to loose your farm to the banks." Mr. Brown said as he turned around.
"Well... it's been a bad year, but I'm sure that it will turn around." You said nervously.
"What makes you think that I would be interested in loaning you the money?" Mr. Brown then said.
"Ehm... I understand that you have helped other farmers, and I believe if I just got a loan that everything would turn around." You said stuttering a bit.
"Yes... I have helped other farmers." And just as he said that a scantily clad white woman walked in holding a trey of glasses.
"Oh, where are my manners, can I offer you something to drink?" Mr. Brown then asked as the woman poured him a drink.
"Thank you, but I'm fine, I have to be driving." You said as you then felt a hand on your shoulder.
"It's not nice to reject something when Mr. Brown is offering it to you." One of the men behind you told you quietly.
"But I suppose one glass wont hurt." You then said nervously.
As the woman then picked up a glass, you couldn't help but to notice Mr. Brown giving her butt a squeeze before she walked over to your with the glass.
"I think I will help you out, you look like a hard working man." Mr. Brown then said as he stood up.
"I... I am, and you wont be sorry Mr. Brown." You told him feeling excited.
Mr. Brown then walked over to a cabinet and picked up some papers.


"Here is the normal contract for the loan that I give to all the farmers, you can read it through if you wish." Mr. Brown told you.
"Well... I thought perhaps I could get it looked over before I signed it." You then said nervously as you had never been good with contracts and such.
"No no, I don't trust lawyers and such, this is between you and me, but if you don't want it, I'll be happy to take it back." Mr. Brown told you.
"No... you don't have to do that, to be honest I don't trust them either." You said trying to forcefully laugh.
As you took the papers you read a bit of it, but most of it you couldn't understand, all you saw was the figure that he was loaning you.
"I also understand that you have a wife." Mr. Brown then said.
"Yes I have, she's back at the farm." You told him.
"Then you'll have to get it signed by her as well." Mr. Brown told you.
"Why would she need to sign it I..." You asked nervously.
"She works on your farm as well doesn't she?" He said.
"Yes, but..."
"Then I am loaning her the money as well, so she has to sign it as well. This is not optional, either she signs it as well, or there's no loan." Mr. Brown told you somewhat harshfully.
"Okay, I guess that wont be a problem." You then told him stuttering a bit.
"Good, you can bring by the signed papers to me tomorrow." He told you has he gave you a paper to bring home to your wife to sign.
As you were driving home you couldn't help but to feel a tingle in the back of your head that something might not be right, but you really needed the money, and there wasn't any other way if you wanted to keep the farm.
Then as you were pulling up to your house, you thought about what to tell your wife about the papers she had to sign.
"First I have to tell you that I did get us a loan." You told your wife as you sat at the dinner table.
"Oh that's wonderful honey, I knew you would get it." Your wife gave you a hug.
"But there's something else I have to tell you, I didn't get the loan from a bank." You told your wife.
"Oh, then where did you get it?" She asked.
"You know who André Brown is?" You asked her.
"I think so, he's that black man who owns all that land, isn't he." She said.
"Yes... He sometimes help farmers out, and I got the loan from him." You told her.
"Oh, well why didn't you tell me that before?" She asked.
"I didn't want to worry you, and I thought you might think it was a bit weird asking him for the loan." You told her.
"We can pay off the banks now can't we, so we wont loose the farm?" She then asked.
"Yes and we have enough to buy some more equipment as well." You told her.


"Then that's okay then, a loan is loan." She said as she gave you another hug.
"There's something else, Mr. Brown wants you to sign this contract as well." You then laid the paper down on the table.
"Why would I need to sign it, you handled all the other affairs with the bank." She said looking at the paper.
"Well Mr. Brown thought as you work on the farm as well, that you should sign the contract as well." You told her.
"Oh, well I guess that makes sense, and I trust you honey." She told you as she signed the paper.
The next day you dropped off the papers to Sammie, one of the black men you met yesterday, at Mr. Brown's house, as you then received a check for the money.
As you drove off Sammie walked over to Mr. Brown with your contract.
"So boss, how long do you think it will take until we can take his farm?" Sammie asked Mr. Brown.
" A couple of months. Have you worked out the other things?" Mr. Brown asked Sammie.
"Yeah, all the equipment he buys will break down within a day, and I've told the boys to steal his other tools and wreak his cars." Sammie told Mr. Brown.
"Good, and Sammie, the other contract, it's all yours." Mr. Brown told Sammie as he gave Sammie the paper you had just dropped off.
"Aiight boss." Sammie looked smug.
As a month passed you started to feel a bit worried, all the equipment you had bought at all been faulty, and had broken down within days, and when you tried to return them, the store wouldn't take them back, arguing that you had broke them yourself.
"Honey... honey." Your wife came running in.
"The other car... it's... it's gone." She told you as you then ran over to the barn.
And your town car was no where to be found.
"I can't believe it, someone has stolen the car."
"We have to call the sheriff." Your wife said.
"Lets take the truck in to town at talk to him." You told your wife as the two of you jumped in to your truck.
In town the sheriff told you that he would keep an eye out for it, hopefully it was just some kids out for a joy ride.
And as you hadn't been able to afford to get an insurance on the car, you couldn't get money to buy another one.
"We'll just manage with your truck." Your wife told you.
As another month passed you were struggling to even farm your land, with most of the equipment broken, and even your truck had started acting up.
And as the date for the first payment to Mr. Brown was approaching you were starting to get really nervous, as all the money from the loan were gone, and no money in the bank, you had no way of paying him.


"I have to head over there and tell him that I wont be able to make the first payment, hopefully he will give me another month." You told you wife as you headed over to Mr. Browns.
You felt so nervous as you arrived at Mr. Brown's house.
"How's it going." Sammie said as he escorted you to Mr. Brown.
You just looked down all the way as you didn't know what to say.
"Boss, he's here with the first payment." Sammie then said as you were rather stunned at what he just said, as you hadn't any money.
"Ah good, I can't tell you how I despise people coming back to me begging for more time, it's good to see that you're not one of them." Mr. Brown said.
After hearing that, you just stood there not knowing what to say, feeling so intimidated.
"Well... where is it?" Mr. Brown said.
"Ehm... Mr. Brown... I'm very sorry... there have been a rough couple months and my equipment it..." You were explaining nervously.
"One god damn minute, you're telling me that you don't have my fucking money?" Mr. Brown then said harshly as you felt even more intimidated.
"I'm... I'm sorry Mr. Brown... I will... I... I just need more time." You said stuttering.
"Here I am thinking what a good worker you are and I find out what a liar you are, as you told Sammie here that you had the money, and then I hear this shit." Mr. Brown said harshly.
"But... I..." You wanted to say that you never said that you had the money.
"You know what Sammie, I'm starting to fucking hate these farmer taking my goodwill and then not paying anything back." Mr. Brown said as you felt more intimidated.
"I... I..." You didn't know what to say.
"Did I tell you to talk. Wait the fuck outside, and don't do a fucking thing until I send Sammie out to get you." Mr. Brown then told you.
You felt so nervous and scared as you walked out to the hallway, where you waited for a couple of hours.
"Boss wants to talk to you now." Sammie came out and got you.
"Now because you are overdue with payment, I can take your land and everything you own!" Mr. Brown told you.
"But Mr..." You whimpered trying to say something.
"You better not be saying a god damn thing boy." Mr. Brown told you off as you looked down.
"But I'm not going to do that yet, you are going to take Sammie over to your farm, where he will stay until he's worked out if there's anything that can be done for you and the farm." Mr. Brown told you.
"Do you understand?" "Yes... yes of course." You said stuttering hoping that he wouldn't take your farm.
"While Sammie is staying at your farm you will tell your wife that he's in charge, and to do whatever he tells her!" Mr. Brown told you.
"Okay... as long as..." You agreed even though you felt a bit nervous about it.


"And tomorrow you will get your sorry ass over here where you will stay and work off what you owe me." Mr. Brown then told you.
"Oh... okay." You said looking down a bit as you felt too intimidated to say anything else.
A bit later as the two of you drove over to your farm you were feeling more and more nervous about what to tell your wife.
You saw your wife standing in the window as you and Sammie got out of the car, as you could tell that she looked a bit worried.
"Honey, everything go okay?" Your wife said as the two of you walked inside.
"This is Sammie, he's going to... help out around here for awhile." You told her.
"Evening." Sammie said as he took your wife's hand.
"Hello... so Mr. Brown gave your another month?" Your wife then asked.
"Well... not really... I'm going to start working at Mr. Brown's ranch tomorrow, to pay off what we owe him." You told her.
"Oh... but what about our farm, we're not loosing it, are we?" Your wife asked concerned.
"Not if I can help it." Sammie then told you wife.
"Sammie is going to see if there's anything we can do with the farm to help us keep it." You told her, even though you knew otherwise, though you hoped that was what he was here for.
"Oh, thank you, we really appreciate it." Your wife said as Sammie gave you a push.
"Oh and while he's here, Sammie is going to be in charge of the farm, so you do whatever he tells you to do." You told your wife.
"Oh... well... okay." You could see that your wife was a bit hesitant to working for a black man.
"But you'll come home after you have finished at Mr. Browns, wont you?" Your wife then asked you.
"I will probably be gone for a while, I have to be staying there until I've worked off what we owe Mr. Brown." You told her.
"But he... will be staying here with me?" Your wife nodded over at Sammie.
"Yes... but I'm sure everything will be sorted out soon." You told her.
The next day as you were getting ready to leave Sammie took you outside.
"Now I have been noticing some resentment from your wife, you better tell her who's in charge, I don't want no shit, or I'll take this fucking farm away." Sammie told you.
"No... she will be fine, she's just a bit shy around new people that's all." You told him as you then walked over to your wife.
"Now sweetheart, remember that Sammie is in charge now, so whatever he tells you to do, you do it. He's here to help after all." You told her ever though you didn't really believe it yourself.
"I will honey, you can trust me." Your wife gave you a kiss goodbye.
You couldn't help but to feel rather nervous as you drove away, seeing your wife standing next to Sammie.


The next morning as your wife was getting dinner ready Sammie came in and sat down at the table.
"Smells real good." He said.
"Thank you... Have you found anything that can help out in the field?" Your wife then asked him.
"Going to take some time before I can make out if there's anything that can be done." He told her.
"Looking real good." Sammie told your wife as she put down the bowl with food on the table, and as she did that Sammie planted his hand on one of her butt cheeks.
"Oh... thank you." Your wife said as she got a bit startled by his hand, but she just ignored it and sat down.
"That bed in the other room that I slept on the other night, it's hurting my back, so I'm going to be sleeping in your bed tonight, see if that helps." Sammie then told your wife.
"Oh... well I can sleep on the other bed then." She told him.
"No, I don't want your back hurting, you can sleep in your bed as well." He told her.
"I... guess that will be fine." Your wife said shyly.
As it came time for bed your wife who usually slept with nothing much on because of the warm weather, was wearing a large nightgown, as Sammie came in to the bedroom.
"It's going to feel real good with a real bed tonight." Sammie said as he removed his shirt and trousers.
Your wife was rather shocked as this black man had actually removed all of his clothes and was standing by her bed completely naked.
She looked away but as she turned around she caught a glance of something between Sammie's legs, but your wife couldn't believe that it was what she thought she had seen, so she quickly took another glance.
As she saw Sammie's manhood hanging down between his legs, she felt amazed, it was absolutely huge, your wife had seen your penis lots of times but it always hung there like a thumb, but Sammie's.
"Isn't it a bit warm to be wearing such a large outfit to bed." Your wife then heard Sammie say just as he got into bed, and at that moment it felt like your wife was burning up.
"Ehm... yes... could you turn around please." Your wife couldn't believe what she was saying or doing, but as Sammie turned his face away she let the nightgown fall to the floor, revealing that she was only wearing a pair of panties.
Your wife couldn't remember the last time she felt so excited as she got into your bed, and you weren't even there.
As your wife laid there with her back turned to him, now and again she could feel something rubbing against her back and her butt, at just at those moments she felt something she had not felt in years, a wetness between her legs.
The next morning as your wife woke up she felt something heavy on her chest, and as she looked under the cover, she saw Sammie's arm as it laid on her chest, right against her breasts, and your wife couldn't believe how hard her nipples felt.


Just then she snapped out of it for a moment and remember about you, as she then slowly got out of bed, as she quietly walked downstairs and took a really cold shower.
But all during that day she couldn't get Sammie out of her head, she felt her hand between her legs more than once that day.
As the day before as she was setting the table, she felt Sammie's hand on her butt, but this time she realized that she was just standing there, letting his hand roam her butt, almost hoping that he would do more.
That night before bed, your wife took a long bath, hoping that Sammie would be asleep, so she wouldn't have to watch him go to bed.
But as she slowly walked upstairs she was stunned to find Sammie laying completely naked on top of the bed reading a paper, she could see his strong body as well as that huge manhood of his between his legs.
"I hope you don't mind, it's so hot I thought I lay up and read for a bit." Sammie told your wife.
"N... no I don't mind." As she walked around the bed she couldn't believe that the fresh panties she had just put on was now soaking wet.
This time as she was about to remove her robe, she found herself not telling Sammie to turn around, as the robe fell to the floor and your wife turned around exposing her large breasts.
"You really have a hot body, you know that." She then heard Sammie say and she was surprised that the first thing she felt was guilt, but it was the feeling of almost having an orgasm right there.
"Tha... thank you." Your wife felt red hot as she laid down on the bed.
"I think, I'll read something as well." She said as she couldn't believe that she was just laying down on the bedsheets just as Sammie, still being completely topless.
But as she laid there pretending to read she couldn't get her mind or eyes off of Sammie.
"I... I want you to take me." She then found herself saying quietly.
"What was that?" Sammie said as he was looking at her heaving breasts.
"Please take me... do whatever you want with me." Your wife then said to Sammie who looked at her smugly.
"What about that husband of yours?" Sammie said in a smug way.
"I... I..." Your wife didn't know what to say or do.
"I tell you what... turn around, I'll take you from behind, you can imagine that it's that boy of yours." Sammie told her.
Without hesitation your wife turned around, and as she laid there she soon felt the weight of this huge black man on top of her.
She didn't know what to expect, but just as she felt her butt-cheeks spread a bit and then her pussy lips wrapping around something huge, she couldn't take it anymore.
"Oh godddd!" Your wife screamed out as she had the best orgasm she had ever felt.
And soon she felt Sammie's black cock sliding inside of her, as he started to move, she couldn't believe how good it felt.
As your wife turned her face to the side, she was met by his breath as she opened her mouth and took his tongue inside.
She was passionately kissing him when she came again and again.

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Friday, October 3, 2014

Blacked Missionaries (Picture Version)








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Blacked Missionaries (Text Version)

Both you and your wife had grown up in small towns, and like good Christians you had gone to church each Sunday, where is where the two of you met.
Both you had done a lot of charity work for the church, raising funds for various causes, most of which went to helping the poor in Africa.
So when the two of you got married, it only felt natural that if you were going to go somewhere on your honeymoon, it should be somewhere where you could help out.
So with the help from your minister you found out that there was a island off the coast of West Africa that were in need of supplies, so the two of you decided to go to the island to help out.
Due to the fact that neither of you had ever spent much time outside of your towns, you were both a bit nervous, but you felt that you were going to do something great.
As your plane landed in Africa, you had to rent a boat that would take the two of you along with the supplies to the island off the coast.
"So are the two of you missionaries or something?" The captain of the boat you had hired asked you.
"No, we're just here to help out. Although the supplies are from our hometown church." You told him
"Okay, but just so you know the tribes on the island still believe in their ancient ways." The captain told you.
"I was told that there had been other help organizations here?" You said.
"There have been a few, but none from any church." He told you.
"Well maybe we could spread some of the words of the good lord then." You said.
"Don't beat on it." He told you.
A few hours later you got to the island, where you then started to unload all of the supplies.
"As I told you before, I wont be back for a couple of weeks, you sure you want to stay?" The captain asked you.
"Yes we're sure." You told him.
"Well, we're finally here." Your wife said as the two of you watched the boat leave.
"Yes, and we should try and get some directions before it gets to dark." You said as the two of you looked around.
There was only one other person that you could find, and that was the man in charge of the small dock where the boat came in.
"Excuse sir, I wonder if you could help us?" You asked him.
"Yes?" He said.
"We are looking for the Un'dago Tribe, were here to help them with supplies, and we're wondering if you could give us directions." You told him.


"Yes I heard someone was going to head up there." He told you.
"You two aren't missionaries or something, are you?" He asked.
"No, but we're bringing supplies from our church." You told him.
"Well let me give you some advice, don't try and convert any of them, the Un'dagos are a very pride people, and they are set in their old ways." He told you.
"Oh, well we thought were could tell them a little bit of the lord." You told him.
"Well it's up to you, but if I were you I would respect their ways, as I said, they are very set in their old ways." He told you again.
"Here's a map I've drawn up, and you shouldn't have much trouble communicating with them, there have been a couple of groups here from the national geographic, so some of them speak rather good english." The old man told you.
The two of you then got up on your wagon with supplies and were pulled away with the donkey you had bought.
"I can't help but to feel a bit nervous." Your wife told you as she took your hand.
"I am too, but we're here doing a good thing, I'm sure everything will be fine." You told her trying to reassure her.
As the two of you came over a small hill, you could see the village up ahead.
Then as the two of you arrived at the edge of the village you were stopped by two large black men with spears which frightened both of you a bit, and they said something to you in the native tongue which you couldn't understand.
"Do you speak english?" You asked looking at them pointing their spears at you.
"What are you doing on Un'dago land?" One of them then spoke in english.
"We're here to help you, we bring supplies." You said feeling a bit scared.
One of them then walked up to the wagon and looked at the boxes, as he then nodded to the other man.
"Follow me!" He told you, as he then guided the mule in to the village.
As you rode in, most of the things that you had read were true, they all wore very light tribal clothing, the men wore only small pouches which covered their private parts, the women and children were all mostly naked, some women wore some clothing around their waste, but most did not.
You couldn't help but to feel a bit uncomfortable with how little clothes they all wore, and you could tell that your wife felt the same way as she tried not to look to much.


Then as you had rode a bit, this huge black man came up and stopped the man who guided the mule, and by the way he talked it looked like he was in charge, then the man guiding the mule said something to him, which made him nod and release the wagon, but you couldn't help but to notice the rather mean look he gave you.
Then you stopped outside of a large hut in the middle of the village.
"You speak to our chief now" The man that had guided you told you.
As you and your wife started to walk towards the entrance, the other man stopped your wife.
"What's going on?" You asked them.
"Only you can come, it would be a sign of great disrespect for a woman to wear clothing in front of the chieftain." He told you.
"It's okay honey, I can wait here." Your wife told you as you nodded.
As you walked inside you saw a small group of men sitting in a circle, along with a man in a large chair, whom you figured where the chieftain.
But as you started to walk towards the man in the chair, of of them men in the circle got up and said something loud to you.
"You have to show respect and ask this man why you are here before you can talk to the Chieftain." The man who had followed you told you.
"I'm sorry I didn't know. We're are here to help you, we have come with food and other supplies." You told him, but as you did he seemed to get even more upset and said something.
"He tells you to show him respect. You have to make yourself smaller than he is, going down on your knees." The man told you.
Even though it felt rather humiliating, you remembered what the old man at the dock had told you about respecting their ways, and even without that you would have done it, because you weren't a very brave person.
After telling him again why you were there on your knees, you were allowed to talk to their chieftain.
Then after sitting down on your knees in front of the chieftain to show respect, you started talking to him why the two of you were here, but then after a while the large man that had stopped the wagon before walked in and started talking to the chieftain.
"My son Jumaar here tells me that he was insulted by the white woman who came with you here, is this true?" The chieftain then asked you.
"No... she did not insult him, there must be some misunderstanding." You told him.
The chieftain then turned to the man who had guided your wagon and started talking to him.
"This woman that is with you, she is your woman?" The chieftain then asked you.
"She's my wife if that's what you mean." You told him.


"Ado here speaks the same story as my son Jumaar, your wife greatly disrespected my son Jumaar by hiding herself with clothing." The chieftain told you.
"She didn't mean anything, we didn't know, I am sorry if any of you were offended." You said feeling a bit nervous, as the chieftain nodded.
"As you are both unfamiliar with our ways, I accept this, but my son Jumaar is not agreeable." The chieftain then said as he spoke to Jumaar again.
"I have made my decision. Your wife may keep her clothings on for now, but she is to show Jumaar respect and to tell him that she is sorry." The chieftain told you.
"Yes, of course, and again I am sorry." You told the chieftain as you walked outside with Jumaar following you.
"Did everything go okay?" Your wife asked you when you came outside.
"Something happened, I'm afraid we accidentally offended the chieftains son here Jumaar when we rode in. Women aren't allowed to wear clothing in front of the ruling family here." You whispered to your wife.
"I... we didn't know that... what's going to happen?" She asked you looking nervous.
"It's okay, all you have to do is apologize to Jumaar, but you have to be on your knees in front of him." You told your wife.
"Oh... but then everything is fine?" She asked you.
"Yes... and don't worry, it's just to show respect." You told your wife.
"Okay." Your wife said as she looked over at Jumaar and walked over to him.
She looked at him a bit and then she sat down on her knees in front of him.
"I'm sorry if I offended you in any way, I didn't know." Your wife told him looking up at him, as Jumaar looked down at her, then over at you and then back down on your wife.
"Kiss my feet woman!" Jumaar then spoke in english.
Your wife didn't know what to do as she looked over at you, and even though you could feel that this was humiliating, you were the guests here and you had to follow their ways, so you nodded to your wife.
Your wife then lowered her head down and put her lips on Jumaar's feet, and gave them each a kiss, which in turn put a great smile on Jumaar's face.
"I forgive you... this time." Jumaar then told you and your wife.
Later as you had spoken some more with the chieftain the night approached and you and your wife were offered huts to sleep in.
But as the two of you were about to enter a hut, one of the men stopped you.
"You are not allowed to sleep in the same hut." He told you.
"We're together." You told him.
"You sleep here, woman sleeps in that hut." He told the two of you.
"It's okay honey, must be one of theirs rules, we shouldn't do anything to disrespect them again, we'll see each other in the morning." Your wife said.


Over the next couple of weeks the two of you spent more time with the tribe, you spent time with the men, going on their hunting trips, learning more of their ways, and your wife spent time with the women, learning their ways.
Even though you felt that Jumaar still had some hostility towards you, you couldn't help but to be impressed by him, he was leading the tribes hunting parties, spearing animals for food, Jumaar always found the animal's tracks.
Though yourself you had yet to learn how to track animals, and you couldn't hit much of anything with the spears.
As the two of you had been there for three weeks, you were rather surprised of how much like the tribe you had become.
You usually only wore the same pouch around your private parts as the tribesmen did.
And the day before you were going to leave for the docks you actually saw your wife sitting among the other women completely topless.
You would have never believed this when you first got to the village, but after having spent almost a month with them, you felt that your wife was only showing respect to the other tribesmen but not hiding her breasts.
As you were getting ready to leave the tribe and head back to the dock, tribesman came up to you with a message from the old man at the dock.
The boat that was going to take the two of you back to the main land had been called away for something else, it would take him another month to get back here, which made you a bit worried.
"It's only for another month, we're doing rather fine here." Your wife told you as you told her.
"I guess you're right, we've done okay." You said though you missed home a bit, but you were here with your wife so you couldn't complain.
Then a week later you and your wife were summoned to the chieftains hut, and this time your wife could come inside, because she was now walking around completely naked as the rest of the tribeswomen.
As the two of you walked inside Jumaar was standing near his father the chieftain talking.


"You are here good. My son Jumaar has told me his wishes to take this white woman as his wife." The chieftain then said which came as a complete shock to you.
"What... but she's my wife?" You said feeling nervous.
"No she is not... The moment your woman kissed my feet in front of you, she belonged to me!" Jumaar told you.
"But... we... didn't know." You said looking worried over at your wife as she stood there all naked.
"There is another way, if you wish to keep your woman, you must fight Jumaar." The chieftain told you.
"I..." You knew that you had no chance against Jumaar, he was way stronger than you, and you had wrestled some tribesmen for fun other times, and had gotten beaten each time, and Jumaar always won his fights.
"Honey, it's okay... Jumaar is a great warrior, we should both feel honored that he wants me as his wife." Your wife then said.
"But... we're... you're..." You said feeling so jealous and surprise at your wife.
"Honey, we both know that you aren't really a hunter like the rest of the men here, you haven't been able to catch any food, and Jumaar will take care of me, and I'll make sure you will have food." Your wife told you.
Your wife then looked at you as she then walked over to Jumaar.
"I would be honored to be your wife." She told Jumaar as she lowered herself onto her knees in front of him giving his feet another kiss, which made you feel so jealous and humiliated.
The very next night the wedding took place in the middle of the village around some fires.
The village shaman gave your wife to Jumaar as he wed them in front of the village.
If this hadn't been humiliating enough for you, what you saw next were.
Just as the Shaman had given your wife to Jumaar, she lowered herself onto her knees in front of him, as Jumaar then removed his pouch, revealing his black cock.
Your wife then looked up at Jumaar as she gave the tip of his cock a kiss, and then gave each of his huge balls a kiss.
Then she stood up and turned around, leaning towards the pole in the middle as Jumaar took your wife from behind right there in front of the whole village, making you feel so humiliated.
This is a ritual when a man like Jumaar takes another man's wife, so everyone knows that she now belongs to him and to show the former husband his place beneath him.
As you wheeped, you heard the tribe cheer to your wife's loud moans as Jumaar fucked her from behind.
You realized that you had only been married for two months, and the two of you had decided to wait until after you were married to have sex.
And now here she was right in front of you, loosing her virginity to this huge black man to whom she now belonged.

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