Biracial Femdom for Black Guys

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Samuelx
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"Have a safe night at work, sweetie," Carol Melvin-Brown texted her husband, family law attorney Devon Brown, as she started her shift at Victoria General Hospital. Outside the hospital, it was super cold, even by Halifax standards. Carol for once was glad to be inside. The six-foot-tall, curvy and sexy, short-haired and big-bottomed, caramel-hued and brown-eyed sister strode down the hospital hallways, blue scrubs on, ready to work.

Born in the City of Preston, Nova Scotia, to a white Canadian mother and a Jamaican immigrant father, Carol was definitely no stranger to hardship. Although Canada as a nation enjoys a reputation for friendliness and humanitarian deeds, the province of Nova Scotia has a complex history when it comes to Canadians of African descent. Carol grew up within a short distance from Africville, the first black community in Canada, which was destroyed by the provincial government to make way for 'progress.'

"I bet you Devon's ass is already asleep," Carol muttered to herself, as she checked her cell phone and saw that her husband hadn't replied to her text message. Carol knew that being a nurse and being a lawyer were two different professions with different demands on their practitioners, but she couldn't help resent Devon's aloofness sometimes. After all, Carol was pregnant, and working hard, and she still had more energy than her erstwhile husband...

Quietly fuming, Carol went by the hospital cafeteria, intent on getting a drink from one of the vending machines. With so much to do as head nurse and so few able hands to help her, Carol needed a little pick-me-up. It was late, so Carol was surprised to hear voices coming from the cafeteria. She saw one of her underlings engaging in idle chit-chat with a tall, dark-skinned young man in a security uniform.

"Get to work," Carol said to one of the nurses-in-training, a plump, blonde-haired young White woman named Stephanie. The newcomer, Stephanie somebody, had a bad habit of flirting with hospital security guards and chatting on her cell phone whenever her immediate supervisors weren't around. Having gotten caught flirting with Salim, the only minority among the hospital security staff, Stephanie flashed her boss Carol a wan smile, excused herself and went back to work...

"Sorry, ma'am, I was just saying hey to Salim," Stephanie mumbled, and she shot her future fuck buddy, Salim the Ethiopian, a sheepish smile before hightailing it out of the lunch room. Carol watched Stephanie return to her duties and shook her head. So hard to find good help these days, Carol thought grimly. She wondered how a floozy like Stephanie could have graduated at the top of her class at the University of Dalhousie. Carol remembered her halcyon days at Dalhousie, and how competitive the nursing programme was in those days. A shame that they were letting the ditzy types in these days. Without further ado, Carol started working. At home and at the office, a woman's work is never done...

Carol Melvin-Brown had always been a no-nonsense woman. Tall, lovely and sturdy, with a sharp mind and a bevy of ambition, Carol endured all manner of hell as the mixed-race daughter of an interracial couple while growing up in Halifax, Nova Scotia. People from the United States of America and the U.K. thought of Canadians as nice people. Obviously they didn't know how White folks in the province of Nova Scotia treated anyone who wasn't Caucasian. If they did, they might indeed rethink that whole 'nice Canadian myth...

Back in the day, a lot of people in the City of Halifax would stare at Carol and her parents, Jason Melvin and Melanie Silverman-Melvin, as they went about their daily lives. Nova Scotia is, in many ways, the Mississippi of Canada. As in it's not the sort of place where families made up of Black fathers, White mothers and mixed-race daughters were considered welcome. As a result of what her family had to go through, the hostile stares, the unkind words, and the like, Carol grew up to be smart, ambitious and pitiless toward those she considered weak. At home and at work, Carol was B.O.S.S.Y.

Night fell over the City of Halifax, Nova Scotia. Attorney Devon Brown came home, and went straight to bed. It had been a long, rough day at the office for the family law attorney. His wife Carol wasn't around, thank heaven, since she worked the overnight shift as a nurse at Victoria General. She wouldn't be home until the wee hours of the morning. Such was life for Devon Brown and Carol Melvin-Brown. Owning a nice townhouse in the secluded Haliburton Hills area didn't come cheap, and the hard-working Black Canadian couple did what they had to in order to make ends meet...

As Devon Brown lay in bed, he thought about the events of the day. He was representing an attractive, forty-something White woman named Gina Miller who was divorcing her wealthy, Nigerian-born realtor husband Thomas Agbaje, and wanted half of his not inconsiderable assets, plus custody of their two daughters. Gina Miller loathed her soon-to-be former husband, and was particularly eager to get revenge on him, legally of course.

"My husband Thomas is a switch-hitter, I found him in bed with Paul, our Nicaraguan groundskeeper," Gina Miller said with disgust, when her attorney Devon Brown initially asked her why she was initiating a divorce. Devon Brown looked at the tall, blonde-haired and blue-eyed White woman who looked like a former supermodel. A brother who got to marry a woman like that ought to consider himself lucky. Of course, there were lots of fools out there, and their utterly predictable mistakes always made other brothers look bad...

"I'm sorry for what your husband put you through, we shall rectify the situation," Devon Brown promised his client Gina Miller, and the blonde gal seemed to be pacified by her attorney's reassurances, if only temporarily. Born in the City of Toronto, Ontario, to a Jamaican immigrant family, Devon Brown studied Criminal Justice at the University of Toronto, before studying Law at York University. Along the way, he met Carol Melvin, a gorgeous biracial gal from Nova Scotia, and fell in love. It was the beginning of the end for Devon Brown...

Devon Brown fell in love with Carol Melvin because she was so tall, gorgeous, and fearless, and he couldn't wait to make her his. That's why he moved to Halifax to be with her, and ended up setting up his law practice there. Devon missed his hometown of Toronto, and all the friends, family and business connections he left behind, but he loved his dear Carol. After they got married, the gloves came off, and Carol revealed her bossy, domineering, controlling self, to Devon's everlasting chagrin...

Like millions of men around the world, Devon Brown is a man with a secret. Devon is a hard-working, educated, law-abiding brother, who also happens to be sexually attracted to both women and men. In spite of the fact that he's a six-foot-three, athletic and handsome black man who makes six figures, the fact that he swings both ways turns off most women. Male bisexuality seems to be a turn-off for a lot of women, much to the chagrin of Devon, who kept it to himself for most of his life...

When Devon told Carol about his sexual proclivities, he was stunned when she accepted him, just the way he was. That's why he vowed to never let her go. Devon had his fun with the fellas throughout his college years. Indeed, he and his old roommate, a foreign student named Raj from Punjab, India, used to have all kinds of manly fun together. After law school, however, Raj moved to India, and Devon wanted to get married and have a family, and start his law practice. He met Carol Melvin seven days after Raj flew back to India...

"Crazy life I've led," Devon Brown thought to himself as he got up to get a drink from the fridge, and didn't come back immediately to bed. Instead, he sat in front of the computer, tucked into a corner of the living room. Browsing online, he typed "Black female interracial anal" and marveled at the images and videos that popped up. In one of the videos, a tall, curvy, dark-skinned Black woman with an Afro got it on with a White dude with a buzz cut. Smiling, Devon, wearing only his shorts, pulled out his dick and began to stroke himself, enjoying the video onscreen...

"Fuck her," Devon murmured, and he watched as the Black chick with the Afro knelt before Mr. Buzz Cut, and began sucking on his rather thick, pale cock. Miss Afro sucked that cock perfectly, and afterwards, she got on all fours and shook her big dark booty in front of her lover. Mr. Buzz Cut spanked Miss Afro's big bum, and then spread her ass cheeks before sliding his cock into her butt hole. Just like that, he began fucking the hell out of her...

Devon watched the video, and although it got him hard, he did not cum. The video was erotic, but still missing something. Devon clicked on another video, where a White couple were having fun with their Black male friend. The brother on the video was tall, dark-skinned and muscular, with a shaved head. The White couple in question, a plump redhead with big tits and a big ass, and her tall, skinny, ponytailed hubby, were busy sucking on the brother's dick like a damn lollipop.

"Not bad," Devon thought to himself, as he watched the brother bend the redhead wife over and fuck her roughly, slamming his big dark dick into her snatch while the hubby watched, stroking his reed-thin dick. After the brother finished fucking the wife, something rather unusual happened. The ponytailed husband joined in on the fun, first he licked his redheaded wife's cum-soaked hairy pussy, and then he grabbed the brother's dick and began sucking on it...

"Oh shit," Devon gasped, and he watched as the brother started sucking on the ponytail White dude's cock, while the plump redhead wife watched, fingering her pussy the entire time. As the scene progressed, things got flipped on their head, as far as Devon was concerned. The redhead woman sucked the brother's big Black dick while the ponytail hubby worked his cock into the brother's asshole. Devon stroked himself, and although he wasn't expecting what he was seeing, it turned him on just the same...

"Unexpected," Devon mumbled to himself, as he watched the Black male porn star take a big White cock up his ass while a plump, redheaded White woman sucked his big Black dick. The hubby and wife worked their Black male friend over, and didn't let up until they made him cum, over and over. Devon came, his hardened dick spewing dick all over himself. Some even got on the desktop. Devon made a note to clean it up before his bitchy wife Carol returned in the morning...

"I've got a bossy wife and she's not even bossy the fun way, at least not anymore," Devon thought to himself as he returned to bed. He thought of his wife Carol, and their early days as a married couple. How he loved his towering biracial Amazon. Their passion sizzled, and then some. Devon remembered a particularly steamy session of rough sex they had in the basement of an abandoned tenement, in the south side of metropolitan Halifax, just eight weeks after their wedding...

"Shut up and eat my ass," Carol Melvin-Brown said to her hubby Devon, as she sat on his face. Devon Brown lay flat on his back, on a piece of plywood, his visage smothered by his wife Carol's thick, high-yellow ass. Devon, who had a submissive streak the length of Lake Erie, liked to obey Carol, in and out of the bedroom. Burying his tongue deep inside Carol's asshole, Devon stroked his hard dick while pleasuring his wife. Got to service the lady of the house, Devon thought lustfully.

"Yes ma'am," Devon replied, and he virtually polished Carol's asshole with his tongue, and then went to work on her. Stark naked, her voluptuous body glistening in the low light, Carol sat astride her hubby Devon's face like a queen on her throne. Thrusting two fingers into her wet pussy, Carol pleasured herself as Devon ate her ass, and her ardent lover didn't let up until she came, squirting hot girly cum all over his face...

"Cum for me, babes," Carol whispered into Devon's ear as she stroked his dick with one hand and fingered his butt hole with the other. Devon groaned, his handsome face twisted in concentration, as his bossy, freaky wife stimulated him. Moments later Devon came, and that's when Carol leaned over, and took his dick into her mouth. She tasted her man's sperm, and smiled, pleased with the taste. Devon looked at Carol, and just like that, they kissed, prior to continuing with their fun...

"Now that's what I call booty," Devon said as Carol got on all fours, shaking that big ass of hers in front of him like a pendulum of temptation. Carol turned and fixed her lustful yet almost angry stare on Devon, and he stroked his hard dick and rubbed it against her thick ass. Without further ado, Devon pushed his dick into Carol's pussy, and began to fuck her, pounding away at her like there was no tomorrow...

Later when Carol and Devon got home, the towering, voluptuous biracial beauty showed her man exactly how bossy she could be. Devon found himself on all fours, face down and ass up in the living room, awaiting his wife's return. The brother's eyes went wide as Carol, decked out in a black tank top and black leather miniskirt, stepped out, with a whip in one hand and something decidedly phallic in the other...

"Devon, I'm going to wreck your ass, I've seen the shit you watch online, so I know you're going to love it," Carol said, smiling wickedly, and Devon swallowed hard, bracing himself for what was to come. Without further ado, Carol spread her husband's ass cheeks and lubricated him with Aveeno cream, then pushed the dildo into his butt hole. Devon groaned sharply as Carol penetrated him, and she laughed, smacked his ass and then began to fuck him with slow, deep strokes...

"Memories never die," Devon said to himself as he got up from the chair, after logging off the computer. He went to the kitchen, took a wipe and soap, and cleaned up the desk, before going back to bed. As Devon slept, he thought of the many turns his life had taken. Moving to semi-rural Nova Scotia from the City of Toronto hadn't been easy, but he'd grown used to living in Halifax, among the rednecks of Canada. All this he did for the love of his dear Carol, who was now pregnant with his seed. This is as good as it gets, Devon thought before finally falling asleep.

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