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Who craves BBC and being fag for black guys? - I do, ever since I was fucked by some Big Black Dick its all I crave on a daily basis, I am a whiteboi slut for it! Who has an interest in BNWO and Hardcore Raceplay? - Would be good to get something going for us whitebois to goon and [banned word] over. All white men need a big black dick in their ass and it shoved down their throat! Come on bois, lets hear from you!
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racial slurs (nigger, wetback, gook, cracker whore) in sex drive me fucking insane. The best orgams of my life. I guezz its humiliation that really gets me off. Hiring pros$ adds another layer of immorality to it. Anyone else turned on by it? I recorded a buddy of mine ( a black rentb-y) taking a clients$ huge white dick in his juicy nigger butt. It was so immoral... gave me a huge orgasm.
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Inexperienced large sub 4 (Dom) Top. Cant accom but able to travel daytime only (9am to 3pm). Ideally West London (other areas could be considered - depending on distance) Monday 8th or Tuesday 9th Aug 2022. Open minded and will to try things. Have few limits. Will discuss when u get in touch. Im very tight, so someone who is ok with that.
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I’m a 24 year old submissive black guy, looking for a dominant white guy to degrade me and use my throat. Will provide pics and info if you’re interested. If you have friends who want head too, that’s even better.
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Black muscle sub looking for BWC to worship and gulp down, the more the better. Can travel to you. -
Looking to have a white top dominant me via phone until I bust a fat load.
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White 35 looking for raceplay purv meets in London tonight... and w k r dannydee298
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Nasty black boy into Race Play and dominate White Hairy cock. Virgin black hole. White boys always want me to top. But, my neglected black pussy is curious and wet and tight and submissive. Please, help a dirty black boy out. Deposit Your White cock, hairy balls and cum here. . Please, Sir.. Please. Want an Irish or British Owner. Lots of uncut red and white meat for supper on the Plantation. yes Massa Please. .
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Stories about raceplay between masculine black and white men with big dicks and big juicy butts only.
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Loaded Up: PART 1: At the theater It was late Friday night and I needed some cock. I took a Lyft home and logged onto BBRT to see who was online. After a few minutes of scrolling, I saw this hot daddy: mid-40’s, muscled up, scruffy, biohazard tattoo on his left pec. We started chatting and he sent over some fuckin’ HOT dick pics. Said he was lookin’ to plow a tight ass and that his name was Joe. Asked me what I was lookin’ for. “Loads, man. It’s been a long shitty week in the office and I need a cock to stretch me out and load me up.” I said. He said he couldn’t host, but he knew a place here in the SOMA district here in San Francisco called Folsom Gulch. “Its pretty run down” he said “but it gets a pretty diverse group of guys and it can get pretty hot- always guys raw fuckin’ there. You can get as much dick as you need there, especially if you like men of color.” “Yeah, man that’s just what I need, man. I love riding cock- especially black cock and think it’d be hot to try some D/s race play” I said. He got quiet for a second, so when I asked him what made his cock start leaking- he started talkin’ about how hot incest was and how he’d always wanted a brother or cousin to fuck. Hell, he even liked the idea of finding a hot little fucker to pimp out and, if people asked who he was fuckin’- he wanted to tell them it was his “little brother”. “Works for me, man” I said, my asshole starting to twitch. “Let’s do this”. I gave him my cell number and we decided to meet up in an hour at the Gulch- see if we could make both our fantasies work. About 45 minutes later, I was lubed up (I like using t-lube- makes me even more hungry) and in my favorite drawstring sweat shorts (they actually had a tear in the back for easy access). As I headed over to Folsom Gulch in my beat up van to see if my “big brother” had made it to the store., I lit up a t-laced blunt and smiled thinking about all the anon loads I was hopin’ to get. By now it was about 2 am and I easily found parking outside the shop. There were 4-5 cars parked on the street- looks like it had some potential for a hot night. I grabbed my poppers, killed the last of the joint and headed into the store. Typical sex shop- dvd’s, didlo’s in the front, theater screening porn with a few seats in the back of the shop- you know what I’m talkin’ about. I looked around and saw a few guys lingering around inside the store- but didn’t spot Joe. I started walking back toward the theater with my sweat shorts hanging low- making sure everyone knew I wasn’t wearing underwear. There was a really tall fuckin’ black dude looking at the dvd rentals when I walked through the back area of the store. He looked at me outta the corner of his eye- so I slowed down a bit, nodded to him and took a huge hit off my poppers (making sure to make eye contact) and stepped into the theater. Now, although it was pretty dark in the theater, the first thing I noticed was a hairy guy in a construction vest on his knees sucking my "big brother's" fat fucking cock while Joe leaned up against a wall. Fuck, yeah! I started taking off my shirt and threw it on the nearest chair as I walked over and started to make out with Joe and rubbing my hard fucking bulge on the side of the face of the construction dude who was on his knees servicing him. Construction guy leaned over, pulled my cock out to suck and immediately reached up the leg of my loose shorts and started to stroke my ass. I started chewing on Joe’s big nips, while he talked all kinds of nasty shit into my ear. Damn, this guy had some serious cock sucking skills. After a few minutes, construction guy realized that I was all lubed up and immediately shoved two fingers up my hungry cunt while he kept deep throating my cock. I finally had to shove his mouth over to my Joe's dick to keep from shooting my load. He just turned and quickly swallowed my buddy's fat fucker while- without skipping a beat- he added a third finger to my wet, hole. At this point, the construction guy started to stand up and Joe smiled and said “baby bro- it’s on, now!”. He turned around and leaned me over a padded chair. He stood there for a second with his hard cock in front of my mouth as the construction guy lined up his long cock with my ass. I took out my poppers and took a big fuckin’ hit right before Joe slid that fat dick of his down my throat and then he took the poppers and handed them to the construction guy- who took a big hit as his cock sunk all the way into my hole in one shove. I sucked my shit-talking “bro’s” cock while this hairy construction dude pounded my hole and twisted my nips while he kept telling me he was gonna “knock me up” and if I was ready for his “hot” load. After a few minutes, he started breathing faster- really slamming it deep up in my guts and then he pulled out and made a groaning sound as he shot all over my back and ass….. and then he pulled up his pants and was gone. It was just Joe and me there, now in the theater. “So- was that what you wanted, fucker?” he asked me? Right about then, the tall black guy I had seen in the back of the store came in. My buddy immediately started saying shit in my ear like, "Oh- fuck yeah, man! This ones for you, bro. I wanna see you get fucked by some black cock. This one's gonna really fucking stretch that sloppy cunt of yours like you need. Go on, fucker- offer your fuckin’ pussy to him, bro." I looked him in the eye for a second and leaned forward on the chair and started to suck on Joe’s cock again, real slow-like, while turning my head a bit to make eye contact with the black guy who had sat down near us. He looked over and started rubbing on his crotch as Joe started talking to him. "Hey man, how you doing? Horny? Wanna get some of this? My little brother here sucks dick like a champ, man. Take your cock out, bro- you’ll like it. Here- c’mon, man- look how much he’s loving this- he’ll swallow that load for you. You should check out how good this feels- look at it stretching his throat, man." I kept watching the black guy without slowing down. Now, this guy was really tall- maybe 6’4- built thick and muscular and I honestly, was a little afraid of him. Seemed like he was starting to get into it, though as he started rubbing his dick in his baggy jeans and watching us. His eyes got a little bigger when my bro told him about how we were “brother's out on the prowl”. “Fo’ real, man? Your brothers?! Nah- c’mon, that’s bullshit…” he said "Dude” Joe said “My brothers been suckin’ cock since we were kids. Hell, by the time he was 10, he was taking more cocks then most cracked out whores workin’ the street. Seriously, man” The guys eyes got real big right about then and he leaned forward to watch me a bit- So I just kept sucking Joes cock- from the head all the way to the balls and waited to see what would happen. I shifted my ass a bit, as my mouth slid up and down that cock, so he could see the ripped hole in the back of my shorts and he finally spoke. "He really is a fucking whore isn't he?" He sounded pissed off. "Yep" Joe responded with a big smile. With that the black guy pulled out his huge fucking uncut, hard as a steel, cock. I was amazed at how fucking THICK and hard the dude was- I mean his cock actually made a “smacking” sound when it flew up against his abs. It must have been about 9 inches long, but around 8 inches around- a real ass stretcher. He just stroked it, his hand starting at the base and giving a little swirl at the head as Joe spewed his incest shit. "My brother wants some black cock, man. He loves sucking it and getting fucked by it." – you know, shit like that. The black guy leaned forward and ran his finger down the crack of my hairy ass. His finger reached through the tear in the back of my shorts and he started playing with my lubed up hole. He had long skinny fingers and he pushed his finger in deep. "Shit man" he said to my bud, "Your brothers fucking pussy, man- it’s wet and wide open… it’s like a fucking hairy snatch." He sounded like he was hypnotized. Like all the hot talking that my "bro" was doing had put him in some kind of trance. He had added a second long finger and was grinding my hole, not really finger fucking it, but just grinding in and twisting in and out an inch or so. It felt so fucking hot. My brother pushed me off of his cock and told me it was time to stretch my mouth and show my skills on some black dick. The black dude just ripped his fingers out of my ass, sat back and pulled his jeans all the way down to his knees. He reached over, grabbed my head and rammed it down on his fucking monster cock. He face fucked me (with some help from my bro's big, beefy hands that kept pushing my head down on his meat) for the next five minutes or so. Joe kept on talking nasty while that fat cock tore up my throat- making my eyes water and stretching my throat to its limit. I was right about the black guy, he was a mean fucker. He enjoyed forcing his cock deeper that I could take it. Now, I've taken some huge cocks down my throat over the years- hell some of ‘em longer than this kids- but the thickness and amazing hardness of his black pole eluded me- but even though I kept trying, I couldn't get it all the way down my throat- it was just too damn fat. But we kept trying- Joe seemed to had made it his mission. He was saying things like "I wanna see your lips all the way down on his pubes, you fuckin’ whore” and then he would lean down to my ear and say quietly "Swallow that mother-fuckin’ cock, bro. If my brother wants a thick load of cum from a black fucker in his throat and hole, I'm gonna get it for him. Ya know I love watching you slobber on a mans cock, baby bro and I want you to have what you want- hell, what you fucking NEED!. Yeah, baby-You feel how hard that fuckin’ cock is, that's because your a hot, nasty whore and this man loves to fuck hot, nasty whores like you." He would ram his fingers in me to punctuate his dirty talk and..... fuck… that was like a drug to me. He pulled me up off my knees and pushed me back over one of the cheap plastic chairs and handed the black guy a condom. "Wait.. a fucking condom? What the fuck?" I thought "Fuck my whore brother, man. Give it to him hard. He aint no soft little bitch, he can take a beating." The guy ripped open the condom - like he was in a trance and rolled it down his black cock- stretching that fucking rubber to capacity. I was a little scared of the shit Joe was saying to the guy, but honestly-it was exactly what I wanted and had jerked off to for years. It was like Joe could read my dirtiest fantasies and speak them out loud. I opened my bottle of poppers and held it under my nose. I was gonna need a steady stream of vapors to take what this fucker was about to slam up my hole and I planned on throwing my horny cunt right back at him. The guy stood up and as I looked back at him over my shoulder, he stared me in the eye while that rock hard black cock started zeroing in on my already cum filled hole Right about then someone came in (a latin guy, in dirty jeans and a work shirt- looked like a mechanic, maybe) and we both slowed for a second to look at him. I was bent over a seat, facing the door with a young black fucker with his pants around his ankles about to breed me and this guy just acted like nothing special was going on. Fucking hot! The latin guy sat down a couple of chairs over from the one I was bent over and fished out a nice, veiny, uncut cock- semi hard, but pretty big already. Right then my fucker found the mark and sank in all the way- with an extra slam of force on the last couple of inches that made me gasp. I could feel every inch of that thick fuck stick in my guts. Joe kept talking to the guy stretching my cunt, encouraging him to “fuck me with everything he had” and “to really make me remember the night that I got fucked by a real man that knew what to do with a white boy”. This guy fucked me so hard and deep he was almost knocking me off the chair. Finally Joe came around to the front of me so he could slide his slimy cock down my throat and giving me something to lean against so that I wouldn't fall over from the vicious fuck that was being served to me. After about ten minutes of deep pounding the guys breathing quickened and he grabbed my hips tight- seemed like he was about to shoot his load when all of a sudden he pulled nearly all the way out. “Fuck” he said. I looked over my shoulder and noticed that the condom had broken- ¾ of the condom had rolled all the way down to the base of his cock when he was fucking me. He got sheepish all of the sudden and just stood there with the head of his cock at the edge of my hole and said, "It broke". I responded by looking him straight in the eyes as I slid my ass back down on his cock to the base in one smooth stroke. I moaned around Joe’s cock- which he immediately shoved balls deep down my throat and growled, "Atta boy, bro, get that black nut." I started to fuck back on the guy and he grabbed my hips and murmured "ah...Fuck it" and started to brutally pound my hole again. My "brother" was still talking as they spit roasted me. "Beat that pussy up, man. Give my whore little brother what he needs. He loves taking seed from the black man. Fill his whore ass with your load, man. Knock his fuck-hole up." I was transfixed. Half hypnotized and half fucked into submission. I just took it- just let my body get thrown back and forth between these to forceful fuckers. The black dude started talking now too (as guys will when they are getting close to shooting) saying "Goddamn I love me some sloppy, slut’s hole." He smacked the back of my head. "I wish you could see your bitch cunt being stretched out by my fuckin’ cock, you whore. You like it don't you? You love a hard cock in your hot fucking cunt, don't you?" When I heard that, I reached down to where my shorts were around my ankles and grabbed my phone. Without taking my buddy's cock out of my mouth I opened the video app and handed it up to Joe. He took the hint and started filming. I found out later that he filmed everything. He even handed the camera to guys that were fucking me so that they could get close-ups of my pussy getting slammed and the creampies that occurred between fuckings. I still love that fucking video! I groaned again around the long cock in my throat and was starting to get dizzy from lack of oxygen and the constant head smacking. I think Joe sensed it and pulled out, kneeling in front of me, looking directly in my eyes, telling me that he loved watching me get fucked by all that hard black meat. He also kept encouraging the guy to “fuck me harder” while he kept feeding me poppers. After a few minutes, he turned to the latin guy two seats away, watching the whole thing and beating off his now huge, veiny cock. Damn- that dude had a bigger cock that the fucker wrecking my hole! Joe saw me looking and, as the black dude started to tell me that he was getting ready to load my stretched cunt with cum, Joe started talking to the other guy, asking him if he wanted to fuck me. After a minute or so- Joe stood up again and shoved his cock back into my throat right about the time the black guy started calling out, "Take it, you fucking cunt! Ima make you pregnant, bitch!" and shoved his whole fat fuckin’ cock up into my guts as he shoved my head down onto my Joe's thick, white meat, and I felt shot after shot warming up my guts. The black guy reached forward and wrapped his long ass fingers around my throat and started to choke me- harder and harder as he continued to spasm in my ass. I was just starting to panic when he let go, and eased his softening cock out of me, it seemed to take a full minute to slide out of my slick pussy, finally popping out with a wet sound and falling down to slap against the dudes naked thigh. I was in ecstasy, moaning like a contented whore. Joe pulled his still hard cock out of my mouth and told me to "turn your ass around and clean that black cock up, bitch." I did. I took that softening black snake in my mouth and swallowed it whole. I managed to latch onto the ring of the rubber that remained around the base of his softening cock and pulled it off with my tongue and lips. I spit it aside and looking up into the guy's eyes as he took my head gently in his hands and pulled me back, deep onto his cock and just held me there- fully impaled on his cock as it leaked the last few drops into my throat. Now, I usually like to apply suction and run my tongue up the underside of a cock after it shoots, all the way up to the tip so that I can get that last glob of cum still in the tube. I sucked the last of the nut out and smiled up at the guy. He winked at me and pulled away, pulling up his pants and turned away- reminding me that I was just a cock-sucking faggot and he was done with me. I sighed contentedly and turned around, noticing that my "brother" was no longer talking. He couldn't talk cause he was being fed that monster latin meat. He was on his knees and the latin guy had his head in a hard grip with one hand, fucking his throat, while reaching forward and torturing one of his nips with his other callused, grease-stained hands. Joe was moaning and taking that big dick like a champ. I looked around and noticed that quite a few guys had entered while I was getting loaded. There was another smaller black guy in the corner, a couple of old trolls and a skinny, younger guy with a Target work shirt on the other side. I was naked and on my knees with cum dripping outta my obviously stretched ass. All of these guys had just seen me get fucked like a whore and filled with sperm. I looked back to the new smaller black dude who about 45, ripped/ wiry body and had a wedding ring on his finger. He was an ugly fucker. Dark as coal and a big scar on the side of his face. He had a huge flat nose and looked back at me with a look of disgust. I kneeled there- not ten feet away from him- dripping cum from my hole. My cock was hard as a rock- this all turned me THE FUCK on. He reached down and started to undo his belt, which he then pulled all the way off- laying it over his thighs as he started to pop the buttons on his jeans. I watched him as I took my poppers from off the floor, took a really deep hit in each nostril and then tucked them back into the elastic of my shorts. I dropped to my hands and knees and started to crawl toward him. I heard Joe, behind me whisper "that's right bro go get that fuckin’ black dick, man- you know how much you need it." I stayed focused on the black man's big hands as they unbuttoned the final metal buttons and he reached into the fly of his boxers with his wedding ring hand and started to pull out a massive, ridiculously long slab of black meat. I love it when the hand around a cock being offered to me has a wedding ring around it. It means that I'm going to get a chance to show this married guy all the things his wife wasn’t giving him. As I got close to him he sneered at me, his hard, knotted, veiny, log of a cock pointing right at me and then he stood up. He held the belt in one hand and for a moment I thought he was going to hit me with it- but he didn't. He just leaned over and wrapped the belt around my neck. As he did, I noticed that it had holes all the way from the end of the buckle. He secured it at the tightest buckle that wouldn't be choking me and then tugged on it a couple of times. He seemed satisfied and then he spoke. His voice was deep and evil sounding. It sent shivers through me and made my hole throb as it leaked sperm onto the cement. He said. "Look at me, bitch" My gaze had fixated back on that ebony ass wrecker sticking out of his fly. It was so dark black, not even seeming to have any brown in it, just slick, coal black. The skin on it was mesmerizing. "Look at me!" he said again- with authority and depth, more than volume. I looked up into his eyes and he looked down at me with a cold, dark stare. "Good boy. Here’s what’s gonna happen: You’ll take any cock in your cunt or throat that wants to feed or fuck you and then- after you’ve takin’ ‘em all- I’ll wreck your fuckin’ hole with this." He tugged me closer and- never taking my eyes off of his- I crawled over to him. He took his cock in his hand again and he started to smack that fucker against the side of my face hard- holding me in place with the belt leash. He stopped after a few slaps and then he fed me just the tip of his cock and -with a grunt and a solid push- the head popped past my stretched lips. "That's it, faggot. Hold your black master's cock head in your little slut mouth. Ah… yeah, baby,,, work your lips and tongue but don't you worry about trying to take more of it just now. Just suck on the tip , cunt." I did- looking up at him the whole time. "That's a good bitch, keep looking at me, I want to see all the pain and how good it feels as these guys fuck you.” I felt a hand on my ass, then more hands all over my back and shoulders and ass- while I still held the huge, black cock head in my mouth, "Ready to get fucked some more, bro? You know ya need more cock." I heard from behind me as I felt what had to be Joe’s fleshy cock at the entrance to my slick hole. The dude holding the leash held out his hand and told me to give him my poppers. I immediately handed them to him and he opened the bottle holding it under my nostrils till my head was spinning. I passed ‘em back, heard him taking a few huffs and passing them around as Joe (who I had only met a couple of hours ago) shoved his meaty rod into my hungry cum-hole. He leaned forward and whispered in my ear. "Be a good whore and give every guy that comes into this theater tonight. You're my slut brother now. Let your black master pimp your ass all night, cunt." Then he stood back up, pulled his rock hard cock almost out of my ass and without even a beat, rammed it raw back in as hard as he could and proceeded to fuck me like a demon, forcing me further onto my black master's cock, stretching me so that I thought my lips would rip at the corners. My master quickly pulled my face off of his cock with a loud pop and said. "I tole you not to take more than the head, you stupid slut" and pulled the leather belt around my neck hard a couple of times while Joe raped my ass. After a few seconds, he jammed the head back in my mouth and said, "You better hold it there, bitch or I will beat your motherfuckin ass….."
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Jamal was hard in his jeans as he knocked on the apartment door, his mind awhirl with arousal and anticipation. Replaying in his mind the conversation he'd had on Grindr earlier that day with a white dom (who on the app used the nom de plum BOIMAKER) he'd been talking back and forth with for almost a week now: Are you ready for tonight BOY? This white cock is hard and hungry for a black hole to fill! Fuck yes Master, this boy can't wait to be your slave. I'm hard already. Hard and ready to obey. To be a slutty black slave, whose only thought is pleasing your master cock with whatever hole you desire, Like a good boy should be. When I'm through turning you, molding you, nigger, you'll never want to be anything else. Just a slave. A slut. A hole. The man followed this exchange up with a closeup cock pick. White, uncut, massive. Jamal's idea of heaven. You'll just be my nigger hole. Good for nothing but getting this inside him. The 26 year old black man could already feel the white cock inside him, using him, claiming him. The white stud debasing him. The dark skinned young professional had always been submissive in bed, but there was something about raceplay that really turned him on. Maybe it was the [banned word]. Maybe it was the hot white cocks. He'd always had a weakness for white men, particularly bears and cubs, he loved the feel of body hair on his smooth black skin. The give of their soft bodies that belied the muscles hidden underneath. The very thought of them dominating him, controlling him, owning him... What had been a fantasy had over the years become his obsession. And as he waited in the silence following the knock announcing bis presence to his Master-to-be, a little voice whispered to him, Dark truths he could not quite yet accept. Maybe it turns you on because you know it's more than mere fantasy, a quiet voice whispers from the corners of his subconscious. Maybe it turns you on because you know where all black boys belong: serving at the feet of their white betters. Because you know what all blacks truly are: beasts of burden, not meant to have wills of their own. So when the door opened, and a thick young cub opened the door in a wifebeater and thigh hugging latex boxer-shorts, his arms thickly matted with curly black hair, Jamal nearly came on the spot. He could give his soul to this white stud. "M-m-master!" The black man stammered, "I am here to serve." The young man, no older than 20, eyed Jamal with a hungry sneer. His pursed pink lips and arrogant expression framed by closely cropped black stubble. He looked down at the 9 inch bulge straining Jamal's jeans. "Look at you boy, even your cock leaps to a white man's bidding. We're gonna have fun tonight ." "Yes Master." "Take off your clothes." In moments, Jamal was naked, hands awkwardly behind his back leaving his hard black cock jutting prominently from his muscular frame. Even between his massive thighs, balanced from behind by firm, dimpled ass cheeks, it was clear his endowment had few peers. The white man cast an appraising look over Jamal, gray eyes betraying nothing before he commanded him yet again. "On your knees, you black faggot. I want you to crawl over to me." Jamal eagerly sank to his knees, and crawled over to the center of the room where his Master stood. His eyes never left the massive bulge beneath the cub's hairy muscular stomach. The boxers left none of his foot long cock to the imagination. Its impressive length, and girth evident from how it strained against the material, some sort of latex or spandex like polymer. When he reached the man, the white man grabbed the back of Jamal's head and forced his nose into his crotch. "Sniff my crotch. My powerful white cock. Good slaves should know what a real man smells like, so that they know they will always be boys." The smell was pungent, overwhelming, it was pure masculine dominance. And Jamal felt lightheaded as he inhaled, he was too aroused to think. Every sniff chased the impulse to think furthger from his mind, every independent instinct. He did not need them anymore. He was where he belonged, on his knees. All he had to do was obey. This scent. His Master's potent white musk, was like a drug, a corrective rewriting his very DNA. When his Master pulled his face away from the bulge barely constrained in the Jamal's eyes were vacant, drool pooled at his mouth. Cock, was his only thought, I need that big white dick. "You liked that didn't ya boy?" Jamal's new Master tilted his head up so that his gray, confident gaze consumed Jamal's own, the black boy's sense of self shrinking even more in the strength of that gaze. He felt himself dissipate in the forceful glare, his throbbing, black tool leaking uselessly in his shorts. "Ye'essss Master, love your-yer cock. S-s-smelled gooooood." "And that smell. Your master's smell made you feel good, didn't it boy?" "Yesss." "Made you feel horny and slutty-" "Yesss." "Made you wanna serve me, eh? Turn off your nigger brain and serve." As the white man towering above him spoke, he stuck one, then two, then three fingers into Jamal's mouth, which the boy sucked instinctively. So in answer to the last question, he merely moaned. Black damp spot in the crotch of his jeans spreading. The cub turned to the table behind him, and Jamal saw a pipe and a bag filled with translucent crystals.Though he'd never used it before, he recognized the telltale signs of meth immediately. For a moment, the euphoric haze cleared. He wanted to serve, to obey, to be used, but... hard drugs were dangerous, weren't they? Addictive. Life-ruining. How far was he willing to go for a fantasy? The white man loaded up the long, thin glass pipe with a few sizeable crystals, noticing as he did so the uncertain look in Jamal's eyes. He smiled, the cruel assertive certainty not leaving his gray eyes, "What? Never traveled to the clouds, eh." "I haven't done any master. I knew some friends who dabbled in college and, uh... it got out control." Even as he spoke, Jamal picture himself taking the pipe from his master's hands and smoking it. The smell of Master's cock still in his nose. How hot would it be to debase himself like this? How slutty would he feel, submitting to white cock both inside and out, while in the throes of a powerful drug? "I-I was always afraid of losing myself." He continued, blinking rapidly as beads of nervous, and anticipatory, sweat, beaded on his forehead. "Well that's the idea boy," he handed Jamal the loaded pipe and a lighter, "Slaves have no control. Slaves have no self to lose." The white cub grabbed Jamal by the back of the head and shoved his face into his armpit. "Sniff boy, play with that black cock of yours while my scent empties your mind." Jamal complied automatically, eagerly. The sweaty, mascinline aroma buffeted away every concern, thought and need, but... Obey. Slack-jawed, Jamal barely hesitated as he took the pipe, melting the crystal with the lighter before putting it to his lips. "Suck it deep. Deep and slow." After twenty seconds of filling his lungs, Jamal exhaled a large cloud into the air. The remainder of his doubts exhaled with it. The boy sat back on his juicy black ass, grinning dumbly as his whole body buzzed. His mind was foggy. He felt good... detached from himself, but very aware of every sensation his body felt. He felt warm, electric, open... "Good boy, feels good don't it? Getting high, and obeying me. Serving me. " "Yesss Masser." "Hit the pipe again nigger. Slower this time. Deeper." The cloud billowed out of Jamal's mouth and nose seemingly in slow motion. The warmth spreading throughout him hit his crotch, and without thinking he began rubbing his own black faggot hardon. "Every inch of your black body tingles doesn't it. At the thought of obeying me. Getting high for me. Being used for me." "Yessss." "Take another hit boy. Deeper this time. Slower." He hit it again. Exhaling an even more bilious and voluminous cloud into the air, the familiar tingle grew stronger. The detached sensation he felt was somehow compounded even further by drugs in his system meeting his Master's smell. "Take another boy." He did, and the warmth inside him began to tingle insistently around the ring of his ass. And also deep within his hole. As his glazed eyes fell on the bulge now a mere foot away. The tingle became an itch. "Again." Jamal's vacant pupils were as wide as dinner plates as a billowing cloud of smoke exited his lips. He smiled as he felt that familiar feeling, the odd combo of intense focus and blissfull detachment. Every inch of his body tingled even more insistently as he felt his mind drift on clouds of meth and musk and lust. The itch in his black hole, his nigger hole, grew into a hunger. As if sensing that hunger, his Master peeled the compression shorts off his massive, alabaster thighs and kicked them to the ground, and his pendulous cock hung swinging from his crotch, nestled in a dark thicket of pubes. He stood there, cock looming large in Jamal's tunneling vision. The man did not speak. He knew, with the amphetamine in Jamal's system, and the musk of a superior white cock in the boy's nose. He did not need to. The nigger's own inner desires would do the work for him.
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**Raceplay themes ahead, proceed with caution! Partly true story** I guess you could say it started as all good stories do, with a Personals ad posted on CL. "Hi there! My name is J and i'm 28 this year. Local Chinese boy (chink/gook). slim/normal body type, 179/78 and I try to keep in shape. Super turned on by the idea of getting on my knees and serving a superior, dominant Caucasian man. As you can tell, i'm very much into raceplay and hope that you are too. while I consider myself very submissive.. would love to be guided and taught. Can dress up for you if you have the clothes and of course, depending on how you like me. Let me know what else turns you on and we can work towards that? You can contact me at XXXX-XXXX. Playing safe is a 100% priority to me...HMU!" Playing safe is what I'd thought i always wanted. After all, hormones have gotten me into all kinds of worrisome trouble before. Not that I've ever tried raw fucking before, it's just the widespread fear of HIV that got to me. I've been to that place - that place where you worry for 28 days before you can get a "kinda" reliable result from your HIV test. It wasn't pleasant. Everytime I had sucked cock, or had my cock sucked, or my boy pussy rimmed, i just felt dirty and thought i'd caught the bug definitely. The idea of turning my life into a rut was just impossible to fathom for me. Yet, the temptation of submitting myself into a stronger, matured, often caucasian man drives those thoughts out of my mind, even ever so slightly. You see, I've grown accustomed to watching "White daddy asian twink" porn. Too bad there aren't too many of them. I picture myself kneeling in front of a faceless man that'll humiliate me and derive pleasure from that. The times i picked up the courage to hook up with someone were exhilarating - it felt like I could be the chink slut I always thought I was. The rare times I could get my hands on a big strong white cock in front of my face, I would relish it, worship it, make sure my daddy is well taken care of and not waste a drip of his cum. It's been a while since I've had that now, and i think deep in the recesses of my mind I still can see, taste and feel what those times were like. Fortunately (well, depends on how you look at it), these guys would always assert self-control stronger than mine, and would respect my wishes to have protected sex. Whilst I appreciated it, I guess i secretly hoped that one of them wouldn't; that one of them would say "fuck it" and just use my gook cunt as it was meant to me. Well, one of them did come by. You see, it was one of those nights that I found myself jerking off to BB porn, reading raunchy stories and finally decided to put out an ad to see if anyone was interested. It wasn't easy for GWM to come by in Singapore, and they always get snapped up so quickly. That night, I got a "tap" from Grindr and saw what I liked - obviously older gentleman, from the US, a bit of a beer belly and you could tell, from the grainy picture that his build was large, the kind that would tower over me and truly dominate me. That drove me to write the DM you see above. I sent it, and didn't expect a reply. I really didn't get a reply in the form of a message. Minutes after i sent the ad, i had a call from an unknown caller. "Hey?" "Is this J?" I realized who it was. My heart was thumping and my cock was throbbing already. Thinking about the possibilities... "Yes... daddy." I said meekly. "Good. I could use a chink cunt to play with tonight. Are you shaven smooth Chink?" The directness and the language used whizzed past me, i didn't mind, it seemed natural, it seemed like he owned me already. "Yes daddy, how do you want to me pleasured daddy?" "Come here and find out. I'll text you my address. Oh one more thing, no underwear - i want you ready to be fucked." Needless to say, at this point, i was sold. Here's someone who didn't just fit the physical bill of what I liked, he seemed to like the whole idea of raceplay as much as i did. I took a quick shower and douched my ass. I even took the time to do some last minute shaving so that I could be presentable. I was a real competitive person too, i wanted to not just meet his expectations but exceed them. Before I left, I took some condoms and lubed my ass up and slid in a 3" butt plug (it had a little crystal stud at the end), I really hope he liked what he would see. By the time I had arrived at his place, it was 1:00AM+. It was in a well-to-do neighborhood and the streets were well-lit. I rang the doorbell in anticipation. "Hi, you J?" I nodded. His place was dimly-lit but I could already see his much larger stature compared to my chink body. "Come on in and take a seat." I followed him into his place and shut the door behind me. He was shirtless and wore only shorts. His stature was intimating, one of those big, daddy type guys that weren't all that common where I came from. "Hang on daddy." I was serious when i said i wanted to exceed his expectations. As he turned around, I took off my t-shirt and jeans, revealing my smooth chink body. I knelt down in front of him, looking up at him with eyes that screamed "i'm here to please". I reached out to my bag for a single-pack condom. "Please feel free to have fun with me daddy. I'm your chink fuck-toy tonight and my cunt is yours to play with." I used my lips to clasp on the condom i had retrieved earlier. I can't believe those words came out of my mouth. There I was, naked and kneeling down with a condom in my mouth and a butt-plugged, lubed-up ass. "Well boy..." He came closer to me. "Firstly, good boy. Secondly, you aren't just mine tonight. You're mine, period. Third, you won't be needing this." He pulled the condom pack out of my mouth, and cradled my chin with his large hand. I was scared shitless. I didn't know whether he was clean, I wasn't on Prep or anything. But those thoughts were flooded out of my mind with images of him feeding me his cock and fucking me. "Stand up." I did so. He swooped me off my feet and kinda carried me. Our mouths met and his tongue invaded mine. We were kissing so deeply I got lost in the moment. His hands roamed around my hairless body and eventually his fingers found my buttplug. That didn't surprise him; Never breaking the kiss, he prodded my ass further with the plug, which had made a nasty squishy sound against the lube in my ass. My hands roamed too; I was fondling with his large, veiny cock. I stole a peek at it whilst kissing and damn near let out a gasp. It was everything I'd imagined. I was craving to have it in my mouth. "You came prepared huh?" Referring to my butt plug. "Yes daddy, i wanted to make sure i was easy and slutty for you." "Good boy. Before we begin, daddy wants to piss first. Have you drank piss before?" "No daddy I haven't." "Good, it's time you tried. Once you've drank my piss and tasted my cock, you'll be a bitch in heat." He broke our embrace and nudged my body down. Instinctively, I knelt once again. "Follow me." I crawled behind him into the bathroom. We found ourselves in the bathrub with me kneeling in front of his enlarged cock. He didn't let me taste it just yet, and just positioned it in front of me, as it to tempt me. "Here we go you chink fuck..." As his hot piss hit my face and into my mouth, i slurped up and swallowed every bit I could. I just really wanted to show this man that I'm nothing but a weak Asian boy pussy for his pleasure. The worse he'd treated me, the hornier it got me. The thought of HIV was far removed from my mind. All I was at the time, was a mindless chink, gook fucktoy for him. I wanted him to be able to do whatever he wanted to me. I think I could even say, I didn't care if he had the bug or not. In fact, the thought of being pozzed by him had at that very moment, seemed desirable. To be continued...
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This is a bugchasing story with a lot of raceplay, unsafe sex and nasty debauchery. If you are not into sick, depraved stories. Don't read, just close the window and keep on living. If you are into sick and twisted stories, keep on reading. Enjoy!!! Classes at the college were dragging along, utterly slowly and without mercy. It was a hectic day, preparation for the exams were ongoing. I was in the classroom, listening to the teacher droning on whilst checking my cellphone. I was receiving texts from both Enix and Nadia. They were either telling me how they loved the feel of my tongue deep into their cunt or ass, or the way how I kissed them after. I received a couple of hot pics of their drooling cunts. There was a slight, yellowish discharge from Nadia's pussy. She showed the pic where she took the fingers into her cunt, jabbed it a bit and put it into her tongue, sucking it off. Paying no attention to the class, I just responded how much I loved her nasty cunt and was looking forward to fuck her again. It went on for a while until I received a message from an unfamiliar number. It said: What'cha lookin at pumpkin? Who is this? How did you get this number? Enix gave me ur numbah an she told me im ur gurl and im behind u I remembered now who she is. It's my faux girlfriend with heavy raceplay tendencies. Her stupid "lingo" talk was giving me headache. I decided to put a stop to it. I turned behind and saw her, sitting three rows back from me. She looked beautiful, for a mulatto girl. Nice lips, 34 DD size boobs, black top, curly black hair, pretty face and hazel eyes. I thought she looked stunning but was going to feed into her raceplay. *I know niggers are illiterate but if you are in college, I'd expect you to write better than this. I can't decipher your writing. Either write properly or don't write to me at all!" I looked behind, at her and stared icily into her eyes. She looked down at her paper. Seeing the flash of my cellphone notification, I opened the message and saw: Sorry, David. You are right. I should know better. Is this good enough? I enjoyed her message and submissiveness immensely. I was liking this far too much. I smiled and wrote my response. That's it, you negro twat. You should strive to be as best as you can be in the presence of your betters. You are right, Sir. I will try! I hear you are my girlfriend now. I shall have to inspect you. Are you going to be an uppity niggress or an obedient one? - Doesn't matter, if you step out of the line, I will discipline you. I will be whatever you want me to be, Sir! Good nigglet piggy! Talk to you later. I smiled and put away the cellphone, suddenly, I was looking forward to the end of the classes and to the new debauchery with my girlfriend with whom I can do anything I want. With my classes done, I texted to Daniella, telling her to wait for me outside. I spoke with my best friend and apologized to him that I won't be able to come to his new party he'd planned on doing and that I would be attending his next one for sure. When I was heading out, I texted Enix, telling her that I would be heading to Daniella's home and she should come and bring someone if she wants to. My cellphone buzzed and I saw the text notification, I opened it and read that she will head there and bring the couple with Gonorrhea. Apparently, they've come back from Jamaica. I found Daniella exactly where I told her to wait for me. I hugged her from behind and said: "Hello, my girl!" People who knew me were shocked that she was my girlfriend. I wanted them to know that she's mine. "Let's go to your place!" - I put my hand next to hers and grabbed it. She led me toward our destination, leaving the other speechless. "I am so happy, David. I've been looking forward to this moment ever since I saw you the first time." We stopped and I looked at her. I caressed her cheek and planted a nice, wet kiss upon her soft lips. It was like kissing the morning dew. I was overjoyed. "I know. I am happy too. Now, I got a girlfriend who can cater to my every sick fetish and who's got a few fetishes of her own. I want to do bad things with you, sweetie." "Yes, baby. This nigger is up for all kinds of sick shit. I would love to have you rape me here, but I wouldn't want us to be arrested for public indecency. Let's go to my house. It's 20 min walk from here. My mom is at work and will be back home tonight. She's looking forward to meeting you." "Good thinking... Seems that you aren't a dumbo, little nigger whore. Let's go to your place." We arrived to her place. It was in a nice neighborhood. Lofty house, four rooms, three bathrooms, well furnished... Elegant house all in all. It made me wonder what job her mom had in order to afford this house. She offered me something to drink but I refused, saying that her body would be sustenance enough. I told her to stand still while I undressed her. Her body was my present, wrapped up with a nice bow. She shivered when I began kissing behind her earlobe and telling how nice she smelled. I licked the nape of her neck. She tasted divine. I removed her top and her bra. Her boobs sprang free. They were nice and tight melons, her body was very light brown with areolas of very dark color, resembling a dark chocolate. I was holding her bra in my hands, they were black. I moved right in front of her and put her bra in my nose, inhaling her boob sweat. I wanted her to see how much I desired her. She started to move her hand and tried to remove her pants when I raised my voice and stopped her. "What the fuck do you think you are doing, nigger twat??! - I told you to stand still and I expect you to obey me!" "Terrible sorry, my Master! I will be good!" A sharp sound of slap resonated across the room. I slapped her face and she moaned but stood still. "I don't remember giving you permission to speak. Good niggers are seen, not heard!" I continued sniffing her bra as if nothing happened. There was just a sound of my nose, inhaling wildly her fragrance and her breathing quickening. I discarded her bra, and begun removing her pants. I saw her white panties and chuckled at her choice. Her socks were white too. There was a wet spot on her panties, the smell of her arousal was incendiary. I brought my face closer to her pubis and inhaled deeply, searing her scent into my brain. I looked up and saw her looking at me with her glassy eyes full of lust, she was licking her lips and showing me her nice, pearly white teeth. "Wearing white panties and socks is a serious offense. That means you disrespect white race. White color on inferior black skin is an affront. This will be rectified, you filthy nigger! - From now on, your underwear and socks are to be any color except white. You are forbidden to wear bras." Her pussy begun releasing its juice. She was shaking a bit and I was astounded to see that my words brought her to an orgasm. I smiled at that moment. I removed the panties. There was a large, wet spot on them. I brought it up to her to see and put it onto my nose, to inhale her cunt. I put my thumb into her mouth and told her to suck it. She was sucking my thumb while I was inhaling her panties. I put her panties into my jacket, keeping them as a trophy. When I undressed myself, I pulled her toward the couch and told her to show me her feet. She went to remove her socks but I stopped her and told her that I wished to remove the socks myself. She's not to do anything but to lie there and look pretty. I will do all the thinking for her. I grabbed her feet and looked at the soles of her socks. They were a bit black. I put my face onto her soles and sniffed them. The smell was a bit acrid but so good. She went nuts when I sniffed her socks, she was panting and moaning. I told her she was free to pinch and squeeze her tits and nipples. She obeyed my commands. Removing the socks from her feet, I flung them next to my bag. I shoved my foot next to her face and ordered her to suck and lick my foot. She slowly began kissing and licking the soles of my feet and toes. I put hers into my mouth and sucked her with a gusto. I loved the salty taste of her foot on my tongue. Removing the foot from my mouth, I said: "I simply love the contrast, baby. Look at us. Ivory and ebony, together... Your black foot tastes so good in my mouth, baby. Eat the grime from between my toes, slut." She moaned in approval. I was slobbering up her foot, spit was everywhere and I was loving it. Living out my fantasy of licking her foot was so exhilarating. I lost any ounce of sadness I had when my ex-girlfriend denied me her feet, blaming her for being a dumb, narrow-minded twat. I wished I could devour her foot, my mouth was bulging obscenely. Hers was the same When I grew tired of eating out her feet, I withdrew them from my mouth and told her I wished to lay claim on her ass. I grabbed the pillow and put it under her stomach and another one I gave to her to hold onto. I told her that she's gonna love the way I will eat out her ass before fucking her. That will be my way of thanking her for being my negro girlfriend. I groped her ass, testing the firmness of her buttocks. Spreading her cheeks, I saw a pinkish asshole, winking at me. I put a tongue and gave it a couple of licks and put a kiss onto it. She squirmed and moaned while I was worshiping her ass. I was licking it for about ten or fifteen minutes. Deciding enough was enough, I stroked my cock and pushed the head into her ass. Her poop chute was tight, undoubtedly, she wasn't an anal virgin but still, tight ass is a tight ass. I nestled my cock into her ass and began fucking her slow but deep. Pushing in and out, in and out, in and out... Every time I did that, I spouted obscenities at her. "Walking shit", "Nigger broodmare!", "Negro toilet cleaner", "Dumb porch monkey", "Her black daddy's dirty thought", "Two dollar black whore", "STD negro bugwhore"... She was moaning and screaming in delight, shaking her ass into me and sucking her fingers. Seing her back, I noticed a lot of tiny pimples, but there was a bigger one. I was timing to burst her huge zit with my finger when I was reaching orgasm. She felt my fingers slowly squeezing her huge pimple and whimpered. I laughed and kept on plowing her ass faster, forcing myself to reach orgasm quicker. The very moment I felt cum about to leave my cock, I pinched the pimple and watched it burst apart, sending the puss outward. She felt the jolt of my cum inside her ass and the frightful pain in her back. I know how much those fuckers hurt and knew that she was in quite a bit of pain. She cried out and orgasmed in the mixture of both pain and pleasure. Blood and puss were on my fingers, I put them into my mouth and sucked off the mess. Seeing the rest on her back, I put my tongue to work and lapped up the remaining blood and puss on her back. She moaned at my ministrations. I heard the door opening and Enyx's voice informing us of her presence. I saw her and two, good looking couple, staring at me, smiling and waving their hands at me. I waved back and asked them how they were. I saw Enyx signing to them, I figured out that they were deaf, I guess she explained to them what I just said. They smiled at me and sent kisses. I watched them disrobing, they were about 30 or 35. Quite young. She was a redhead with a lot of freckles on her face and body. Her tits were tiny but her nipples were perky. Lithe and tight body. She had a landing strip on her cunt. Her man was taller than me, a bit muscular and tanned. His cock and balls were shaved. The cock was 7" and had a nice girth to it. What caught my attention was his piss hole. There was whitish discharge, dripping from his cock in slow and steady drips. I licked my tongue and smiled. "Sweetie, this is Joan and Jeffrey. They are deaf-mutes. I think I'll have to teach you sign language. But I am sure that there are things that don't require signing, don't you?" There was a camera in her hand, she was still dressed in leather pants and white, strapless shirt. She intend to record my dalliance with them. I stood up, dismounting from Daniella's ass. I went toward Joan to kiss her hello. Her tongue had a weird taste in my mouth but I loved it all the same. She grabbed my body and brought it closer to her. She squeezed my ass and I felt Jeffry exploring the back of my head and stroking my hair while I was kissing Joan. He tapped on my shoulder and I looked at him. He pointed at his lips and I understood that he wanted me to kiss him. It would be the first time I kissed a man. Joan slapped my butt and pushed me toward him. His lips were taut and inviting. I mashed my lips into his and slowly put my tongue into his mouth. His breath felt hot. His hands roamed all over my body and I responded in kind. His partner was kissing the back of my neck and playing with my ass while I was kissing Jeffrey. I was feeling up his dripping cock, smearing the discharge all over his cock. It was slimy and viscous discharge. Joan took my discharge coated fingers and popped them into her mouth. The feeling of wet tongue sliding over my fingers was incredulous. She tapped on my back and I looked away to her, she was pointing to bed and mouthing: "Come". I followed her, she grabbed me by shoulders and led me to the couch and pushed me. She took the pillow and planted it underneath my ass. My cock was so hard and I was looking forward to being bred with Gonorrhea. I patted Jane's leg and pointed to her pussy, then to my mouth. I made a sucking cock motion. She understood I wanted her in 69 position while I was being fucked by him. Joan positioned her cunt right above my face, I removed my glasses and everything was blurry. It didn't matter, my tongue knew where everything was. She sank her cunt onto my tongue. I pushed my tongue into her tunnel and there was big glop waiting for me inside, I scooped it in with my tongue and tasted it. It was acrid and bitter. I was tasting her gonorrhea on my tongue and was panting like a dog in a heat. I swallowed it up and put the tongue inside seeking out more of delicious treats. While I was servicing Joan's gonorrhea riddled cunt, on the other end, Joan was giving me a wild blowjob. I felt her fingers touch the underside of my cock, twist my skin and stretch it as far as she could. I figured she never saw an uncut cock in her life and decided to play with it for a while. She was gently nibbling and biting the flesh. I was bucking my hips and moaning. She put her fingers into my ass and withdrew it. I felt a wet tongue across my ass. It was Jeffrey, wetting my ass before fucking me. He was spreading my cheeks as if I were a piece of meat. Slowly, he worked in the head of his cock into my hole and put it there. His cock was oozing his discharge into my opened anus. I was in delirium. Here was I, drinking up his girl's sweet discharge and my ass was drinking in his discharge. I was beyond myself with joy. She released some unintelligible scream of desire and squirted the her discharge across my face. I was in frenzy and began licking across everything I could feel with my tongue. That's when Jeffrey began fucking me in earnest. The fucking I had was deep and fast. It was as if a jackhammer fucked me. I felt my asshole burning inside out and I was groaning and trying to scream out to slow down only to be silenced with Jane's ass on my mouth. I screamed into her ass and she was mashing her ass into my face. I tried to shove her of and she grabbed my hands and held them. I managed to squeeze her hands and she squeezed back. He simply didn't stop, he went berserk on my ass. Entire room was filled with sounds of flesh hitting flesh and my muffled screams. Suddenly, he stopped and came into my ass. He bred my male cunt with his Gonorrhea filled cum. Jane came off and began licking my face and kissing. I was oblivious to the fact that I came because I saw her scooping cum from my stomach and bringing her fingers to my mouth to clean them up. Enix was smiling and finished recording. Daniella was frigging her cunt and her head lolled back. She was experiencing orgasm after orgasm She signed something to them and they responded back. Enix said that we should move into Celia's bed and it was Daniella's turn to be bred with Gonorrhea. I stood up, my ass was on fire and slime was flowing from my ass, dropping onto the floor. We went into the bedroom and had fun... Third installment of the story is done. I am sorry you had to wait a while. I had some unforeseen troubles but it's all sorted now. Hope you had fun.
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Hey. Married blatino guy here. New to being a bottom. Looking for more experience. Love white bear dads. I get the most freaky with them. 6'2, slim, black and Dominican mixed. Also into mutual oral. Looking to explore more of a sub role. Bonus points if you are verbal.
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