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Look in the mirror and smile
Posted:Aug 29, 2022 6:42 am
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2024 5:31 pm
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In my younger years I look back at my experiences with men and I think how dumbi was. Back then the thing a boy or man had to say to me was, " you look so pretty and fine." I would smile and every word after that shined like a diamond. I truly believed what was said, even if I knew they only wanted sex. After all, sex only lasted a short time, but the compliments lasted forever.
As I grew older I started to say no more often and felt good about. I realized I had power, or something powerful. My friends that thought like me were great. We hung out a lot and always got a ride, clothes, drinks, and plenty of some. This was the life. Several years in my twenties I would meet a man who had no problem giving to me the things I asked for. We laughed often as we talked about the chump white guy. 'ask that fool for $500.00 so we can go down to J-ville." No big deal he barely had sex with me. He mostly wanted oral and he gave more than I did. As requested I asked the chump and he gave the money. By this time he had given me money, loaned me his car, rented a hotel room for me and my friends so it was no surprised when I went to him for money to take care of a pregnancy. He asked questions to be sure it was his, and then said I needed to abort and leave my Black bf. Oh sure I thought him crazy, and said no. It was then I felt a sting to my face. This continued several times until I was on the floor crying. He lifted me up, kiss my cheeks, and told me to disrobe. Switch shaking hands I did. He put me on my knees, lowered his pants, and told me to open my mouth. Yes, now something I had had do e several times felt very uncomfortable. Saliva hanging from my hard lips he inserted his white cock. In and out in and out. He turned me to my stomach and without a second tasted slapped a greased substance on my butt. ...and then he was in. I screamed and begged him to stop but he did not. When it was over he gave me his white cock to clean with my mouth. After that day I thought I would forget and go on with my life, but he told me I was his to do what he wanted. Yes, I had a very pleasing life with things but in the end I paid the price to drive a Cadillac. He would keep me for almost 6 years and I would move with him to whatever job location he received. I was looking good and fine but I was no longer smiling.
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Down and dirty
Posted:Oct 8, 2020 5:23 am
Last Updated:Oct 20, 2020 10:43 pm
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I have a friend who is in a marriage she wants get out from. Yes, i know get a divorce. Well things are not always so simple do as they are say.
We met at work, we were both housekeepers at a well known hotel chain. Not that we were making a lot of there, i just need you know we were not working at a sleaze hotel. One day it was raining i offered her a ride, and she accepted. Although she lived close by the job, i was she did not expect rides often. That happens you, and then you find yourself finding or making excuses not give a ride.
As we worked more shifts together we spoke more about the dumb manageres, and seemly clean guests. These guest would look sharp as a tack, but not a towel in the room would be dirty.
We would have our laughs , and she would sneak a smoke in a guest room, a smoking room of course.
One afternoon we decided to get drinks while on our lunch time, and soon it became our thing. We would bring our lunch and at lunchtime just sit at a bar and drin But it came an end when Sheryl was reported for smoking in a guest room. She said i am not worried girl, David and i are cool. David was the housekeeping manager. I heard he was frisky but did not believe it, he just did not seem the type.
The next day i did not see Sheryl at work, so i texted her.
She did not text bac I texted several more times with no response. When i called, her phone went voicemail.
I saw David smiling, looking calm as usual. After work i went by Sheryl's apartment, i rang the bell and knocked hard. I walked around thwe window and there she was. Sheryl was the floor her knees with a black studded collar her neck, and wearing a white bodysuit with ctaway tits, ass, and pussy. She got from the floor still her knees, and crawled the door. There was a leash her collar, and it was connected something that looked like hooks. There was a bowl, the floor and paper. I left.
The next day i asked David about her, he said, "how would i know? Sherl is an employee not my wife."
I then said, " I know she is not your wife. You would not keep your wife chained the wall."
He was shocked. "You do not know what you are talking about! Mind your business or you will be looking for a new job!"
I left things alone. A few days later i went back Sheryl's house she opened the door. I asked how she was and she said fine. I said, "are you sure? I saw you and David together? Are you married? He he hurting you?"
She said, " Yes, but he likes it that way."
" There are laws Sherl against husbands abusing their wives!"
Sheryl- "You have it wrong Nigeria, David is not my husband. My husband is in the bedroom."
She walked down the hall and opened the door the room where i saw her. There was a King size bed, beautiful persian rugs the floor, and asmaller bed with a bowl in the corner.
" Your room is beautiful Sheryl. I know your husband appreciates your decorating skills. Looks like you into some wild stuff too".
She whistled and a large looked like a Lab husky mix came out.
Sheryl said Nigeria meet my husband. I turned see David and a lady come into the room.
Nigeria: I thought you said Sheryl was not your wife.
David: She is not, this is my wife April.
Nigeria: Are you guys polygamists?
Sheryl: No, Nig. David and April own the . His name is Butch.Butch is my husband.
Nigeria: how can that be? You are a person, he is a .
David: My dear Nigeria, you have not been in Germany long. You will come know the country well in come. And now let's celebrate. A toast to welcome our new family member.
Sheryl: i am sorry, Nigeria you were a good friend to me. I did everything David and April said. So they let me work at the hotel. When we went for drinks i would meet a friend in the bathroom. She loves me. She was going to help me get away from David and April. One of the bartenders knows me, from my wedding to Butch. He mentioned to David that we were there during lunch time. When David came to the bar he followed me into the bathroom. There he saw me embrace Helen. She kissed my neck, as her soft strong hands cupped my tits. Her tongue thick and wet, licked my strawberry pussy until i cam in her mouth. She could taste Butch on my pussy but she did not care. She did not mind that i took care of Butch before going to work, and after. She did not care that a cock pierced my ass seven days a wee He was my husband. She was my love. darkred]
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Mother and Father Know Best
Posted:Mar 11, 2020 10:01 pm
Last Updated:Sep 1, 2022 9:14 pm
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Tonight as I lay in my dark room, surrounded by clothes unfoled, shoes stepped out of yesterday, and a television that has not worked in years; I think of the downward direction my great judge of character drove me to.
I cannot believe there was a time i walked out of my parents house, just to show them i knew more than them. Needless to say, i was wrong but it took me many years to see i was wrong, many more to apilogize for my wrong, and it is taking longer to not do wrong again.
He like other the other men, see something in me that i do my best to hide. I am a proud Black woman, cursed with a lust for White cock. So much so it, it caused me to go against my parents words and leave the house when he said. So, it was no big deal when he asked me, told me to let his friend taste the sweet flavors of my chocolate valley. He loved to see them lick their tongues with pleasure.
Years later i meet Gunner. I did not want him except to eat my pussy, and give me gifts. He proved to be real "verruckt" crazy. He made me do things i cry about to this day. My pussy still screams from the many fucking he gave. I had to be his wife, his mistress, and his nigger slut. Thank God for promotions.
After that i met my husband. A strong, Black man ready to give me the babies i wanted, and he did. But my traumas proved too much and he left. Who can blame him. I was a woman who wanted Black but my pussy served White cock.
Now i am free from it all. No Master, no husband, no bf. Just me, my chocolate pussy, and... Shit. I do have a bf, if you want to call him that. It seems he likes to see ithers fuck me more than he fucks me.
Hell, we stayed at a guys house for almost a week, never knew fucking me was part of housekeeping.
Parents know sluts aren't born, they are created.
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Stupid Bitch
Posted:Sep 24, 2019 1:00 am
Last Updated:Oct 20, 2020 10:48 pm
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It's been a while since I blogged, not really much to say, but tonight I had experice that turned me on and off.
So here I am yesterday on an an :adult dating site". I see a guy I chatted with for a while, even went on a mini date with him. He said, he always wanted to fuck a Black girl. We talked a little, drank a lot and ended up in his backyard. Complete with dogs howling. All the while he was saying, "DAM THIS NIGGER PUSSY IS GOOD". "SUCK MY WHITE COCK, SUCK MY WHITE COCK".
Months later We chat again, hi, hello, hru, you know. Then he ask to see me, I agreed.
We agreed to meet at 4 at a local mall. Well, I had to work a little late , so I messaged him, "working late. Can we meet at 5?" He messages back, "Ok".
When we meet, this guy looks totally different. He has knee problems, a can, and all his teeth are black and half and half.
The guy is nice all is well, but he wants to kiss. I did only closed mouth. We go back to his place, which is a motel room.
After a few drinks, I relax. He kisses my neck, then slowly moves his left hand to my right boob. He leans forward to put my large dark nipple in his mouth.
This feel weird but ok. He leans me back lifts my dress, and starts to licking. Not good. His teeth were like razors, I wanted to cry. After a minute, I said " let me taste that fat white cock." As soon as I put my tongue on his head hair jumped into my mouth. I wiped it away, and another came, then another, and another.
He grabbed me by the shoulders and said, STOP PLAYING BITCH AND SUCH THAT WHITE COCK RIGHT!
I replied, "did you just shave? Hair is all over. Maybe you should go wipe it"
"NIGGER QUIT PLAYING. YOU WIPE IT WITH YOUR TONGUE!"
I had a mouth full of hair, and it was gross. Even worst than him spending most of our time with his finger or his dildo in my ass.
After it was over I said to myself next guy I meet will definitely take me shopping, no more volunteer work.
We said good bye, and I said, "when I saw you I was not sure you were the same guy. You look kinda different than I remember."
He asked, " you got time for a beer? I said yes.
It was on the second beer that he told me. "Me and my brother were online chattin with you. He said you probably would not do us both, so we decided he would get to try to fuck you. When he did, he said you liked being a slut, and liked to be called a nigger. You were so freaky with him he is I betya she will not know."
I was mad as hell, but kept drinking my beer. I just said FUCK! Stupid, stupid, stupid! and went out the door.
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Mickey Dee's Girl
Posted:Feb 23, 2019 2:01 am
Last Updated:Sep 1, 2022 9:27 pm
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Hi everyone!
I think it is great to have a blog. To me blogs are like journals or diaries written with the internet as paper, and your electronic device as the writing utensil.
Lying here in bed I think of many things (mostly sleep), but then my mind wanders to telling of my wonderful relationship.
I as beautiful proud Black woman, frown on the attention given to me by those of the Caucasian persuasion. Also, it does not happen often, so I give it little thought.
One day as I am waiting for my order at a newly built burger joint, named for the two brothers who came up with the idea, a caucasian man flirted with me. It took a minute, before I realized he said hello, then excuse me. I replied with a small smilies, " It's cool, just work clothes." He replied, "not on you." What was I to do? I said thank you and walked out the door with my brown meal.

In later as i am sitting in my 2001, Hyundai Elantra enjoying my fish sandwich, he spots me and comes to my car. You are beautiful he says. Would you let this country date a white boy take you to dinner? My first thought was to say no, but I figured it took a lot of courage to ask so I said yes.
Months later he would become my well kept secret. Within a year we would visit Canada and marry. After a year and a week of marriage, I would become his , his nigger, his black slut.he would even sometimes make me sit in the burger joint where we met, and he would encourage other white guys to try me. I was his, and he had a license of marriage to show it, and white cocks in my puss and ads to show it.
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GIRL TALK
Posted:Jan 24, 2018 2:14 pm
Last Updated:Nov 8, 2020 12:13 am
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Sitting at the bar.
Michael asks, "So tell me. How was it the first time?"
Nigeria responds, "I truly wish I could give a solid answer girl."
Michael: Either you liked it or you didn't....Wait, Please do not tell me you let some random dude, you don't even like...pop that cherry!
Nigeria: Maybe you can tell me. I met him on an adult dating site. He looked really rough in a good way. You know... good old boy. Anyway after two weeks of chat we meet for drinks. He even bought me jewelry on the first day.
Michael: Alright girl what did he get you?
Nigeria: When we stopped to get the beer from the gas station; he said get whatever you want pretty lady, and I did. When we got back in the truck he gave me the necklace. He bought it from the guy sitting outside the store.
He had his own RV. It was really nice; and two dogs. He was a real gentleman, he even put my beer in his favorite cup. I could tell he loved his dogs too; because he kissed them a few times. After a lot of beer and trips to the bathroom; he made his move. He kissed me so deeply my toes curled. Then he lifted my skirt and made my pussy and my ass so wet. It was so good. When he enter my puss it filled the volume. Then it slipped out. When he tried to get back in; he went to the wrong whole. He was so into it;he did not realize it. Ater he came ; he said i had the best nigger pussy he ever had. I told him he went in the wrong hole. He felt really bad. He said; "i am so sorry. You are a beautiful Black lady. I do not want to hurt you. Please let me help you. This is my greatest gift" He had one of the dogs in his hands, now she will ease your pain." Afterwards he asked me to behis nigger. I said yes. It was the best night ever.
Michael: Girl; he love you. You put that thing down on him.
Nigeria gets her phone and shows Michael the profile pic.
Michael: Yeah, you liked it; not him. LMAO LOL.
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MAYHELEN
Posted:Nov 26, 2017 5:50 am
Last Updated:Apr 2, 2019 5:51 am
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Mayhelen Jefferson Stone, named so because her momma wanted White folk to always ask her to do something instead of tell. "May Helen get me a glass of cool water? May Helen fix me some supper? May Helen look after my youngins?".
Jefferson was the name my momma's granddaddy was given when he was a boy brought from Barbados many years ago. Douglass was my daddy's sir name. When he got free he wanted a freed man's name. Stone became his name because someone told him his head was hard as a rock.

"Morning Mr. Lionel, Ms. Fanny." Mayhelen had worked for this White couple for almost 3 years come summer; and still wasn't sure if they were married. None the same they paid good wages; and weren't too hard with their words.
"Mornin' girl, said Mr. Lionel. Do not forget to be back here 'fore 6 o'clock tonight. I want you and them other in place when my guests arrive."
Yes, sir Mr. Lionel she replied and went off to the kitchen.

It was almost 3 o'clock when Mayhelen come back to Mr. Lionel's and Ms. Fanny's place. Big and pretty it was. Seemed like every one of them White folks wanted to live in a white house. Ms. Fanny said once it was beautiful house because it was white inside and outside. Mayhelen went inside and saw all the others standing around, about 3 she knew. It was near six when all was complete and guess came to the door. They looked like everyday White folk to me, except they all came to the door saying the same words; "any evening of sunshine." That was crazy, 'cause there is no sunshine at n

A few glasses of rum with appetizers; dinner and dinner wines, and after dinner wine; it was time to resign to the parlor for cocktails. Mayhelen noticed then there were more servants in the room. About 6 near she could count. 4 women and 2 men. Then Mr.Lionel and Ms. Fanny told her to put down her tray. She did so. "Mayhelen, Ms. Fanny said, you are mine tonight. Take off your clothes, and kneel before me." Mayhelen did not move. Just then she felt a sting on her back. Mr. Lionel had wiped her hard. Not wanting it to happen a second time she removed her garments. "DO NOT LOOK AT ME NIGGER! LOOK AT MY FEET, AS YOU KISS THEM! HESITATE AND I SHALL WIPE YOU MYSELF!"
Mayhelen kissed not only Ms. Fanny's feet but her White pussy also. Ms. Fanny then put on something Mayhelen had never seen before; and thought she was going to be killed. She begged no, to Ms. Fanny and was quickly told to stay in a slave's place. She was told to lie down. Tears rolling like a rapid river; Ms. Fanny kissed her woman parts, and then entered her like a man; while all watched. When she was finished she told her guests that they were welcomed to any of the niggers in the room; and to enjoy.
"You are mine now Mayhelen, I paid for you free and clear. Ever wonder why you got paid so good. Traveled with me and Mr. Lionel. Remember that employment contract you signed. It said you would work for us until all the money you borrowed is paid in full, if not you will be sued for it all. Get ready Mayhelen; Mr. Lionel needs a baby."
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MAYHELEN
Posted:Nov 26, 2017 5:50 am
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2024 5:31 pm
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Mayhelen Jefferson Stone, named so because her momma wanted White folk to always ask her to do something instead of tell. "May Helen get me a glass of cool water? May Helen fix me some supper? May Helen look after my youngins?".
Jefferson was the name my momma's granddaddy was given when he was a boy brought from Barbados many years ago. Douglass was my daddy's sir name. When he got free he wanted a freed man's name. Stone became his name because someone told him his head was hard as a rock.

"Morning Mr. Lionel, Ms. Fanny." Mayhelen had worked for this White couple for almost 3 years come summer; and still wasn't sure if they were married. None the same they paid good wages; and weren't too hard with their words.
"Mornin' girl, said Mr. Lionel. Do not forget to be back here 'fore 6 o'clock tonight. I want you and them other in place when my guests arrive."
Yes, sir Mr. Lionel she replied and went off to the kitchen.

It was almost 3 o'clock when Mayhelen come back to Mr. Lionel's and Ms. Fanny's place. Big and pretty it was. Seemed like every one of them White folks wanted to live in a white house. Ms. Fanny said once it was beautiful house because it was white inside and outside. Mayhelen went inside and saw all the others standing around, about 3 she knew. It was near six when all was complete and guess came to the door. They looked like everyday White folk to me, except they all came to the door saying the same words; "any evening of sunshine." That was crazy, 'cause there is no sunshine at n

A few glasses of rum with appetizers; dinner and dinner wines, and after dinner wine; it was time to resign to the parlor for cocktails. Mayhelen noticed then there were more servants in the room. About 6 near she could count. 4 women and 2 men. Then Mr.Lionel and Ms. Fanny told her to put down her tray. She did so. "Mayhelen, Ms. Fanny said, you are mine tonight. Take off your clothes, and kneel before me." Mayhelen did not move. Just then she felt a sting on her back. Mr. Lionel had wiped her hard. Not wanting it to happen a second time she removed her garments. "DO NOT LOOK AT ME NIGGER! LOOK AT MY FEET, AS YOU KISS THEM! HESITATE AND I SHALL WIPE YOU MYSELF!"
Mayhelen kissed not only Ms. Fanny's feet but her White pussy also. Ms. Fanny then put on something Mayhelen had never seen before; and thought she was going to be killed. She begged no, to Ms. Fanny and was quickly told to stay in a slave's place. She was told to lie down. Tears rolling like a rapid river; Ms. Fanny kissed her woman parts, and then entered her like a man; while all watched. When she was finished she told her guests that they were welcomed to any of the niggers in the room; and to enjoy.
"You are mine now Mayhelen, I paid for you free and clear. Ever wonder why you got paid so good. Traveled with me and Mr. Lionel. Remember that employment contract you signed. It said you would work for us until all the money you borrowed is paid in full, if not you will be sued for it all. Get ready Mayhelen; Mr. Lionel needs a baby."
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Lost Treasure
Posted:Nov 2, 2017 6:39 am
Last Updated:Oct 19, 2020 9:38 pm
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It is a bright November morning in southern Georgia U.S.A. I awakened this morning ready get off work; but as I was leaving I decided check my BDSM messages before I took my leave. I grabbed my laptop; pulled a chair up to my dining table; plugged in the charging cord; and turned on the laptop. Anyone ever wonder who the people are on the site's opening page, I would love to chat with them, great now I am turned on and logged in. LOL.
I see a message from a guy we will call him; I want you but I do not know if I can trust what you are saying. Help me believe you; wait...we will call him Iwatu for the purpose of saving space. Iwatu sends me a comment that reads; he enjoyed my blog but there is a line between reality and fantasy that I must know and determine because if not there can be danger; no quote just paraphrase.
I returned with a thank you and let him know I would post his comment to my blog. Upon thinking I decided to write about it on my blog. Now I must say I would rather write about something else, so here we go making soup from the proverbial roc
Iwanu is tall, dark, and handsome. A man in of his late fifties dying take control but cannot find the right subject. One day as he is out he sees a lovely Black girl. Long hair, long legs, big butty and grapefruit tits. He thinks about taking her on the street; but then she approaches. You sir are a strong looking Caucasoid man. She asks him have drinks with her, it there that she reveals her desires of control. She tells him she wants wear a leather collar and bracelet; feel his hot breath on her face; as he shouts commands his nager . What him change her his house free move around anywhere within but never out unless he is home. In time as a she shows her good behavior he can trust her move freely in her life. Iwatu cannot believe what he is hearing; he thinks she tools with him. He wants to believe her for he will take care of her well. Buy whatever she desires, give her whatever she needs. If only her words were real. He would grab her now; take her to a pet store and buy the most expensive collar and bracelet, and bowl. She would serve him as his nager bitch and his lady.
She speaks, "I made you an offer, but it seems your thoughts are elsewhere. Thank you for the drinks, maybe we shall meet again."

A year later Iwatu is walking along and sees a friend. "Hello Iwatu, how are you?"
"I am well Ihuvu,"
Ihuvu: I met a very sexy lady. She does wantever I say; (most of the time). She wears a collar and bracelet with my name of it. Of course in public she is my lady; but at home she is my pet; my servant; my slave."
Iwatu: you are a lucky man Ihuvu; she is beautiful I wish I had one just like her.

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Can't Get Enut living in Niger
Posted:Jul 11, 2017 10:16 am
Last Updated:Aug 31, 2022 2:49 am
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Today I sit waiting as I did the day of yester; longing for a moment release my passion. Not many walk the halls of my victorian slit level dwelling; but it is more than one and not the right two.
As I was watching theater the oblong lighted box in my livingroom; a feeling of anxiousness came over me. My heart started pounding quickly, my breath increasing at each second, I then screamed. As I regained control of my senses, I was happy, and could feel my heart rate slowing, the anxiety dissipating; &quo my goodness, my chocolate has melted! Yes; in just a few quick seconds I had come in my panties. Seeing a tall black 7 feet in height had sent me a blaze.

Later I continued my day but the feeling had returned. I then raced my room retrieve my laptop; there is was, my sender of good tidings. This machine was going to give what I needed. I went my closet get my dildo and some strawberry gel; then I proceeded my bed where I had left my black panties laced in red. I fired my machine; told it to find BDSM., I logged in and waited. Someone rang the door bell. "Dammit!" They leave now I can finally get a good long look at some serious white cock, NO. now the is barking ready do her thing. I take the out very quickly get back; and now my laptop has no battery power. In my haste to take the out I trip the cord. I must wait to get a better charge.

Now 3 hours have gone by and I am still trying to get off. No more interruptions, thank you. No more. I fall asleep and awaken to my housemates playing pool. That was my yesterday, full of no you cannot.

I so need to get drunk and let at least 5 white guys take for use. I want awaken later with Niger , and white man breeder written in shit and cum my body. I think it is over but now they tell it is the dogs turn fuck . " YOUR KNEES NIGER , OUR WHITE DOGS NEEDS RELEASE. KISS THE LIPS AND STROKE THEM AS YOU WOULD A WHITE MAN. DO IT NIGER BITCH!!!!!!! "
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