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Kiran developed homosexual instincts since he was a young boy of 10 growing up in Guyana. He saw his mother fucking Black men and was determined to find out what the joy was. It became an addiction. As he grew older, the homosexuality grew with him. He led a double life. Married an Indian lady but still sought well-endowed black men for clandestine sex. This is a somewhat autobiographical account., apart from the education as I'm just a menial chef
EPILOGUE TO MOMMY FUCKS MY FRIEND MACKIE
Kiran kept a well-guarded secret from his family and friends. On Saturday nights when his mother was sober, and Mackie could not partake in his clandestine affair with her, he filled in the gap by satisfying Mackie’s gargantuan sexual needs. Kiran would use all the tricks to get Mackie aroused and in a state of sublime stupor then mount him and they both bonded like close friends. A week before Kiran’s father committed suicide by hanging himself in 1987, he was seen drinking every day with Mackie. Only Kiran knows this, but he surmised that Mackie could have confessed during a drunken moment that he was fucking both Roshana and he. That shock was too much for Stanley to fathom, so he abruptly ended his life, without leaving a suicide note.
This homosexual habit remained with Kiran into adulthood, and was never discovered by his close family and associates. He has had a string of lovers, ranging from school boys to 65 year old illiterate African men who were merely selling charcoal in the streets.
Kiran graduated from university and took up a job in Africa and was able to carry out his hobby of mingling with well-endowed Niggers, undetected. His favourite pastime was driving out into the African bush and picking up well-endowed youths and paying them a pittance for fucking him in his vehicle, or occasionally giving them a sandwich for the favour granted. Regularly, the food was more welcomed than money, as the abject hunger was satiated, and Kiran’s desire for a Nigger man likewise fulfilled. The cunning ploy Kiran used to trap the poor African youths was to pretend that he was lost in the bush and ask for direction to get to his destination. Without hesitation, he will suggest to the youth, “If you go with me and guide me to the place, I’ll pay you?” Once the youth was in the car he will praise the size of his manhood and even say, “For a bonus payment, I’ll give you twice the amount of money if you allow me to hold your cock?” Once the youth was aroused, and beyond the threshold of containment, Kiran would stop the car, recline the seat and invite the youngster to fuck deep and hard up his cavernous Indian ass. On one occasion Kiran picked up a naked youth who had just undergone a tribal ritual, the youth was named Shambalakale; he said that the marks of clay on his body were a sacrifice to heal his sick mother. He agreed to enter the car and guide Kiran to his destination.
As usual, Kiran approached Shambalakale and asked for his permission to stroke his cock, being a clever kid, he sensed that Kiran was a homosexual and remarked, “Sir, do you know that this homosexual act is illegal, and we could be imprisoned for life if caught, but I need the money as my mother is sick at home with advanced malaria, and I need to buy medicine for her.” Once they had both reached their orgasms, and the youth Shambalakale had ejaculated about quarter litre of sperm in Kiran’s ass, Kiran hurriedly dressed and drove to town to buy the malaria medicine. On returning to the remote village, the youth rushed into the house and immediately administered the medication to his mother Namakau. On emerging from the hovel of a house, Shambalakale had a cheek to cheek smile on his face. His ivory white teeth were glistening in the midday sun. Kiran thought it would be nice to kiss Shambalakale and rub his tongue on those perfect African teeth. Shambalakale thankfully said, “Kind sir, you saved my mother’s life. Lord Jesus will bless you for this. If there is anything I can do, please ask me, I’ll willingly do it. You are the kindest gentleman in the entire country!” Kiran quickly replied, “Yes my GOOD FRIEND Shambalakale, let us go for a long drive and chat, I like you very much.” Shambalakale quickly jumped into the car and they drove 5 kilometres then turned off into a narrow path. The sides of the vehicle were scraped by the vegetation, indication that no vehicle had traversed that path before. After they had travelled about 500 metres from the main road, and away from prying eyes, Kiran stopped the car and switched off the engine. He confessed to Shambalakale that he observed his white teeth at home and had longed to kiss his mouth and lick his teeth ever since. A flattered Shambalakale moved his face closer to Kiran’s and they embraced. The kiss lasted for 15 long minutes, Kenny scraping those ivory teeth of his quarry and swallowing the copious saliva from the youth. In the end, Shambalakale was aroused, this time, the cock looked much bigger than earlier in the day, Kiran was itching for that still growing 9 incher. He dropped his trousers and asked Shambalakale to bugger his ass. The grateful and jubilant Shambalakale complied like a dedicated slave. After 30 minutes of intense stroking, Shambalakale muttered, “Eeeeeeeeeeeee!” At that point Kiran knew that he was about to ejaculate, that feeling got Kiran aroused and he responded with an ‘Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” They climaxed simultaneously, stayed embraced for about 15 minutes, kissing and licking all the time, then got dressed and drove out of the love making hideout. Kiran was so sore from the size of the Nigger’s cock drilling his inner recesses that he walked with a limp for three days. The following morning at work the secretary asked, “Mr Kiran, why are you limping?” To which he replied, “Pamela, I went into the bush.” Pausing, Pamela continued, “And what happened?” Thinking on his feet, Kiran quickly replied, “I slipped on a rock and fell down.” Pamela replied, “I’m sorry to hear.” Kiran slipped and said, “It was enjoyable!” A surprised Pamela could not understand what was enjoyable about falling down and hurting oneself, she shook her head in disbelief.
As the AIDS pandemic spread, Kiran was aware that the prevalence rate among Niggers was the highest, with this in mind; he was always carrying around an ample supply of oversize condoms for his Nigger lovers to wear before buggering him. He was living in the epicentre of the AIDS pandemic!
Form early during his daring exploits, Kiran discovered that to arouse younger boys, he did not have to put in much effort. With older Niggers however, he found that he often had to dress up like a woman to get them aroused. In the process, Kiran built up a diverse wardrobe of women’s clothing which he used frequently for his sexual enjoyment. Most of the items of garment were branded designer label brought in from Holland.
Contemporaneously with this dress code discovery, Kiran also deciphered that he needed an All-Terrain Vehicle (ATV) to enable him to get in the remote, rural and often inaccessible, parts of Africa to pick up primitive young men for cheap sex. To achieve this, he spent $30,000 to import an expensive and powerful vehicle from Japan. A few close colleagues, who knew the sole purpose of this vehicle, nicknamed it “Kiran’s passion wagon.” Being an astute student of human behaviour, and knowing what he wanted in life, the acquisition of this expensive vehicle provided many hours of pleasurable moments for Kiran in the African jungle.
In 1998, Kiran went to his native Guyana to study the mangroves forest there. Within hours of arriving, he was able to hire two black guys for two weeks, on the grounds of being his guide. Local fishermen who spied at them in the mangrove forest leaked news that Kiran was after the black men for sex. Luckily, homosexuality is accepted in Guyana, so it did not create significant commotion, just jeering banter. One fisherman who recognised Kiran spoke loudly, “Living in Holland made him become a homosexual, and he was never like that when he was a youth growing up here!” Kiran thought to himself, if he only knew what happened with him and Mackie on numerous Saturday nights, his opinion will be instantly reversed. On one occasion he was seen affectionately photographing them to take back the images to his home base as a reminder of the sublime time he had with the Niggers.
Kiran is married to an Indian woman, and has still not revealed his well-kept secret to her. Very often, they do have arguments and he has threatened to divorce her. Rumour has it that in the event of their divorcing, Kiran plans to marry, Kolaholi, a Sudanese Nigger living in Eindhoven in Holland. It is claimed that when Kiran and the Indian wife quarrel, he phones Kolaholi in Holland and speak for a whole hour, stressing the unbreakable bond between Kiran and his Sweeeeeeet Nigger!
On a few occasions, apparently, the Indian wife got suspicious and advised Kenny to consult a psychiatrist, saying that his addiction can be cured, but he arrogantly and bluntly refuses, basking in the debauched enjoyment one can surmise! She did observe two peculiar idiosyncrasies however, firstly was his obsession with a woman’s toes, he invariably enjoyed sucking toes like a hungry baby breast feeding. Apparently as a kid, Kiran had seen his mother sucking the toes of Niggers to get them aroused, and that habit was imprinted on his juvenile mind. Kiran has become so professional in the fetish of toe sucking that 7 out of 10 times his partner gets an explosive orgasm. He recalls an incident when he took an obese African woman by the name of Kutumba Sunkamwenyebokosi home, made her feel at ease by allowing her to use his laptop computer. As she struggled to manoeuvre her oversize ass on the chair, he flattered her by saying what nice feet he had. He hastily enlightened her about his are of toe sucking. As Kutumba settled her 158kgs down, Kiran knelt down and went to work lovingly sucking her toes. In 8 minutes, the orgasm was so intense that Kutumba could not contain herself and she became incontinent, urinating on the chair. Kiran felt deeply honoured.
Another variation of toe sucking which Kiran has perfected is for women who keep their toe nails grown long. He is able in a chameleon-like manner to curl his tongue under the protruding bit of the toe nail and lick it clean.
The other strange peculiarity which the Indian wife cleverly observed was that on some occasions when Kiran failed to get an erection, or failed to ejaculate, once she would advise him to use his middle finger and fucked his ass or use an 8 inch tooth brush and did the same he invariably ejaculated within 10 seconds. He has since used an assortment of fruits and vegetables to accomplish his anal stimulation, making sure that he selected the largest fruit or vegetable that was on sale at the fruit or vegetable stall for this sole purpose.
Once Kiran got carried away in the bathroom in Goa, as he was fucking the ass with the 8 inch tooth brush, he was giving barely coherent commentary, but she did decipher that he said, “Oh God, Nigger man is sweeeeeeet, OK Kabuswe fuck my ass, fuck me like a woman, I want to be your wife, I’ll always love you and your stifffffff 12 inch cock!”
She had drunk wine and thought it was the after-effect of the alcohol, so she paid no attention.
Another peculiarity which the Indian wife is not aware of. When Kiran visits her in Mumbai, he would leave the home saying that he was going to the Surya Shopping Complex, a trip which should take 5-10 minutes maximum. Very often, Kiran would be away for an hour, sending his loving wife and his caring octogenarian mother in law in a panic frenzy. They knew that Kiran does know a word of Hindi, and the metropolis of Mumbai is alien to him, they frequently thought he was lost in the city. What they did not realise was that Kiran would surreptitiously sneak away to nearby Shanti Nagar where a young Sudanese student by the name of Janjakeer was living, and have sex with him.
On his return home, the wife was invariably glowingly happy, the mother in law always delightfully ecstatic and Kiran generously orgasmically satiated.
Kiran once consulted a close friend Shreedharan, who studied psychology in Chicago, and Shreedharan confirmed that his problem is twofold, that of minuscule cock, and premature ejaculation. He concluded that if Kiran enjoyed men more than women, he could continue. In the 21st century, it was vogue and fashionable to have homosexual relationships, and keep them a well-guarded secret from the wife, family and friends. Shreedharan did point out an important discovery he made in El Paso, Texas, where there is a large Latino homosexual community. He found that if the wife becomes submissive and obsequious; the husband is usually cured in 8 out of 10 cases. Kenny is bolstered and emboldened by such profound professional advice given by Shreedharan that he now walks with a spring in his step!
The Indian wife is such a stunning beauty; she exudes charisma, charm and a comely personality that she could easily be mistaken for a “Bollywood Heroine” in the streets of Mumbai as she goes about her daily chores.
Her body is taut and her breasts firm, similar to those of a woman 20 years younger than herself.
Kiran is fortunate in that he can enjoy double the sex as a normal person will....WITH A WOMAN, and A MAN, the latter being his preferred choice, especially if he is a well-endowed Nigger....THE ENVY OF MANY OF HIS FRIENDS!!!....His contagious smile has a way of attracting Nigger men to him as a rotten fruit does to flies, and he basks in such glory to satisfy his homosexual feelings.
Kiran’s uncanny ability to arouse a Nigger sitting in the passenger seat of his car also makes him sought after by the black men. And they do talk among themselves and spread such news.
However, Kiran prays every day that the Indian wife will never find out his proclivity for well-endowed Nigger man, and his inherent homosexual feelings. He loves her too much to lose her, he even once confided in a friend that if she leaves him, he will go away to a far off place like in the jungle of Africa and live like a hermit, having no contact with the outside world, just the primitive villagers around him...SO FAR, HE HAS BEEN ABLE TO CONCEAL SUCH DARK, DESPICABLE AND FORBIDDEN SECRET FROM HIS BELOVED HIGH CLASS INDIAN WIFE....Despite getting close to admitting it at his point of ejaculation as she caresses his 3 inch minuscule cock. Kiran found that by networking with African students on LinkedIn, he was able to pick up needy students to bugger him, cheaply, with no strings attached. The variety of Blacks he got this way satisfied his homosexuality.
9 comments

Anonymous readerReport

2014-08-30 03:42:00
I've found LinkedIn a good source for picking up NEEDY AFRICAN STUDENTS for cheap sex, try it guys

Anonymous readerReport

2014-08-21 01:35:47
A profound and poignant message to all. Remember to play safe and use protection AT ALL TIMES. WHO statistics show that 50% of the sexually active people in sub-Saharan Africa carry the deadly HIV infection!

Anonymous readerReport

2014-08-20 13:36:28
Guys, learn from my mistake and always use protection. I was in Nampula in Mozambique. There I picked up Alphonse and Carlos in a bar and took them back to the hotel room. When they undressed, the sizes of their black manhoods were so impressive that I could not wait to get anal stimulation. I DID NOT USE PROTECTION IN THE ENSUING ENCOUNTERS. On my return to Delhi, after 8 months, I started getting a persistent fungal infection on my right thigh. This infection did not respond to medicine. Eventually, Dr Kirpalani advised me to have an HIV test. My blood results came out positive. Luckily, my wife was on assignment in Bahrain, so we did not have sex during this period. She is HIV negative. Please, take precautions.

Anonymous readerReport

2014-08-05 03:11:36
A bugger by a well endowed young black stud is a habit forming experience. I will never give it up. My wife encourages me to try it once a week, she claims it is a form of colonic irrigation with orgasm.

Anonymous readerReport

2014-07-20 20:28:31
What iniquity? Utter exploitation of the poor

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