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My Falasha Love : Interracial story

My name is Etan. My mother used to say that it meant “firm and strong”. Now she tells me that it must mean “stubborn”. She was very upset when I married Chara but I believe she would have attended the wedding had my father not been so opposed. I sometimes do not understand my own family. My grandfather survived The Holocaust. We, of all people, should know the dangers of blind hatred of a people. Be that as it may, my father was bitterly opposed to Operation Solomon. He did not wish “impure, black blood contaminating the gene pool of the chosen people”. This massive airlift from Ethiopia saved Chara’s people. The Falasha are as Jewish as we are. Their traditions may even go back to the time of King Solomon and the Queen of Sheba. My father can see no further than Chara’s beautiful brown skin. He has not let her wonderful warmth penetrate his hard heart. Given the chance, she would soften his heart just as she has melted mine. I still pray that someday he will give her that chance. Until then, I refuse to speak to him.

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Hispanic Realtor : Interracial story

Hot and sweaty from yard work, Ralph answered the phone on the fifth ring. His realtor, Midge, said that she had a hot property for him to look at, if he could do it today. The timing was bad. She was leaving town, and then he was leaving town. Ralph was afraid he would lose out if he wasted time. Midge got another realtor, Juanita, to show him the house, but only if he could leave immediately, sweaty clothes and all. Ralph agreed.

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Hard as Chinese Algebra : Interracial story

“I’m never going to understand this stuff!” Marty grumbled, “You’re just wasting your time.”

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Sex Adventure : Interracial story

I am passing a very happy life with my wife. We love sex a lot. We not only do it our self but also want to enjoy it with others. At one weekend, my wife and I decided that she should pretend to be going out in some bar or hotel alone while I would watch from a distance to see what happened.

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Carols Hotel Experience : Interracial story

“Carols Hotel Experience”

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Hit It : Interracial story

There’s something about a black man that just really turns me on. I’m a petite blonde girl, big blue eyes and long hair, but to me, a black man is the finest piece of guy out there.

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Blues Woman : Interracial story

All right, let me give you a little background. It all started when my girlfriend of three years left me for my best friend. A week later I lost my job. That part really wouldn’t have bothered me if Jenny hadn’t left. But it was really the straw that broke the camel’s back, so to speak. I went from listening to hard rock to the blues. My buds told me my life had the making for a country music song, but hell, no matter how desperate I was, depressed, alone, whatever there was no way I was going to listen to that. Same cords over and over again. Don’t get me wrong; I don’t hold anything against they folks that do listen to it. To each his own I guess. But I found the blues and immediately fell in love with it. The feel of it completely described the slump I was in. The music made it easy to forget your our problems and move into someone else’s. Like living in someone else’s shoes for the six or so minutes of the song.

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Asian Persuation : Interracial story

Tad was on his way up in the corporation; he could feel it. Employee reviews were just around the corner and he finally seemed to be making a good impression on his boss. He knew that competition for a promotion would be fierce, and being good wasn’t going to be enough. Tad knew that he was going to have to look the part as well.

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White Bitch : Interracial story

My name’s Kathy, and I’m 25 years old. I’m a blue-eyed blonde, 5’7, 120 lbs, 36C, 24, 33. My hair is shoulder-length, and I’ve been told many times that I should be a model. Well, I’ve posed for a lot of pictures and made a lot of movies, but I don’t want to get ahead of myself. I live in South Carolina. I want to tell you the story of how I became a black-owned slut. There, I’ve said it, and it’s the truth.

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Natural Rhythm : Interracial story

Brodie couldn’t dance worth a lick. Most people found this strange. Brodie had been playing in bands since he was sixteen and was one of the best drummers in town. The man knew how to keep a beat when he was behind his trap set but couldn’t make his body move to it when he was on a dance floor. Maybe that’s what attracted him to Jennifer.

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