IR Toons

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  • #121
My thoughts exactly TJR, you beat me to it - these toons look like shop dummies. I don't find this series sexy at all. Maybe its the subject matter. I have a real problem with mothers or fathers encouraging their daughters to be sexually active - no matter what age they are. And as for being present when their daughter is fucking - eeww! Is this incest? No Sir I don't like it. What bothers me is that there is a strong following for this type of stuff. Damned crazy. There are plenty of other interracial scenarios that could be explored - so come on guys quit this story and lets see something hot.
 
  • #122
tjr said:
I gotta tell you those computer generated drawings do absolutely
nothing for me.
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OMG look who's talking, you spam everywhere with crappy 3 year old drawings and your complaining about what I'm posting, IF YOU DON'T LIKE THEN DON'T CLICK ON THE THREAD!
 
  • #123
pay no attention

I think most of us enjoy your pics. I agree the mother/daughter thing is a little weird but the pics and submissive behavior are very erotic. Please continue.
 
  • #124
White teacher gangfucks black students

Hot White School Teacher Loves Young Black Cocks
 
  • #125
tjr said:
I gotta tell you those computer generated drawings do absolutely
nothing for me.
Maybe if you like watching androids copulate!
I could take digital pix of Barbie and Ken dolls.

Ah well, to each his own. Here's first chapter of
Obeah, Blackowned Family Training!


White Submission in OBEAH!
TJ Ryder
http://www.midnightx.com/


Heather had just begun her first day of orientation at the capital city
of Obeah, Mimbazi, which was two weeks before the start of the semester.
The lush 38 year old white woman in the obligatory tight and low cut dress
that Obean men prefer stepped gingerly across the downtown street in her heels.

"Tsk tsk," she thought, grimacing because the traffic in this African country
was so chaotic she wondered once again if this was the right thing to do.
Ever since she had gotten this overseas job she wondered if her husband Walter
was right in his reservations. But now it was too late. Downsized back in
the states, foreclosed in a bad housing market with bad credit, this was the
best job available to her and her family. She should have realized by the
specialized and frankly intrusive testing she and her whole family was given
the nature of the subtle Black superiority power structure, but the fact is,
she sighed, that was kind of erotic to her, and she suspected to her teenaged
daughter Hillary and even perhaps, to Walter, and that she knew was partly her
own fault.

A few years back at Walter's insisting to take more chances sexually, she
joined him at a couple of swing parties, and that had led to her first black man,
not the last. As she saw the giant grinning black men leering at her and
absently grabbing their bulging crotches, she felt her own pussy getting wet.
But she stopped seeing Tyrone a year ago because she felt guilty and also
worried about her lovely blonde daughter growing old enough to know what was
going on, her being out late, her father not ever discussing it, her own
mother coming in obviously after making love to a man other than her father!

And now, what she thought was a salvation job offer was beginning to give
her second thoughts! She knew her whole family was selected for possible
immigration to the country whose population was 9/10ths jet black and had
a strong erotic fascination with light skinned whites, she wondered if
they should have stayed and struggled longer in America! Looking at her
tiny watch, she was supposed to be at the high school in 5 minutes,
and delayed by traffic was now stopped by a street full of drivers ignoring
the stop signs!

Swearing that she would NOT be late for her first day at her new job,
she decided to cross at the middle of the street when she saw a break in
traffic. Immediately she heard a police whistle, and turned and saw an
angry black face in the light blue uniform at the corner. She waved and
smiled, continuing across. Then she heard a second blast and heard a shout.
She gave an apologetic wave, looked at her watch, and as she stepped on the curb
began to walk rapidly away!

Only a few minutes away, she could see the big inner city high school's
pillared columns as she heard running hobnailed boot footprints behind her.

Not believing it, wishing it wasn't about her, she increased her pace, ignoring
another angry shout! Just as she entered the quadrangle of the school she saw
black students look at her, no, behind her, and get out of the way, and then
she felt her elbow grabbed hard enough to hurt and spun around, looking into
the chest and then up at a very angry sweating black face!

""Whhatchoo doo, white missy? You not hear me?"

Gasping, trying to release her elbow which raised and throwing her
off balance, "Oh, um, I'm sorry, I didn't understand you?"

He scowled, "you hear me awright! And you just walk away! Show disrespect!"

"Oh, I - I didn't mean to, officer, really! Can I just get a ticket or
pay a fine for jaywalking? I mean I have a very important appointment at
the school here!"

"You think what?" His mean smile made her shiver. "Yo goin nowhere now,
missy!"

'W-wait," she protested as he turned her around, making her hurt, "Ooooww!
your'e hurting me!"

"Haw, you Americans think you still in America, put dose hands back now!"

"B-but," as she felt her wrists enclosed by steel handcuffs, and now
she was helpless, her big breasts ****** outward by her shoulders being
pulled back.

"Now you come with me, missy, see the sergeant!"

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Two hours later across town in their small apartment her husband Walter
frowned at the front window, as his luscious teenage blonde daughter made
her way from the store with a grocery bag, and several big black bucks made
obscene pitches, making him so angry, but the odd thing was, Hillary didn't
seem to mind at all. He grimaced as he wondered if she was like her mother
regarding black males. And he hated making Hillary go to the grocery store
herself because he was afraid to. Afraid of being shouldered aside on the
sidewalk with offhand remarks because he was smallish and small boned compared
to the ebony giants strutting around the city.

"Knock!"

"Daddy, answer the door please!" Why didn't she just use her key,
she only had one bag? AS he got up to answer it,
he expected to see Hillary but instead saw a frowning big black face in
a police uniform! Hillary was standing in the hallway, her bag on the
floor, her own big breasts arching out as her wrists were locked behind
her back.

"Come with us, sir!"

"W-what, excuse m-me, b-but...!" he stammered.

"Your wife committed a bad offense today, sir! Disrespect to
police officer!"

"W-well, I'm sure we can, can explain...!" he paused as he saw
the second pair of handcuffs held out to him. Then he saw a big grinning
policeman with the dreaded black elephant whip they used instead of
police batons in Africa. It had a 6 foot reach and he watched and heard
people writhe when hit with it!

Still he didn't want to show fear but also didn't want to be cuffed!

"Daddy, do what they want!"

"Put these cuffs on, sir!" the policeman repeated.

"B-but, I-I d-don't understand!" He tried to smile to pacify them
but then saw the giant black in back of his daughter roughly cup her big
breasts, making her writhe!

"W-what are you d-doing?"

The policeman in charge nodded to two officers. "Give him five!"

One of them picked up his whip and pointed to a chair!

'No back talk, sir. Take your pants down now!" To his daughter
he smiled, "your daddy don't learn too good!"

'Haw," the giant cop cupping her breasts pressed his enormous hardon
between her cheeks, "I rather be whippin this one's pretty blonde behind, dat
fo sho! It feel good!"

"You just wait for dat, hurry up, sir, or it will double!"

Blushing, trying not to cry, Walter dropped his pants, and at the
nod of the policeman, his underwear, in front of 3 men and his daughter.

"He scream right away!"

"Naw, he last till 4!"

"Sissy Americans like him don't never last till 4!"

Resting his hands on the chair seat, his naked white buttocks
arched up as one cop put a hand across them, fondling him as he arranged
his growing boner with the other hand, he shivered. Then the other cop
tied his hands to the chair leg so he was helpless now! Told to spread
his legs, he felt the big black hand cup his balls, and then squeeze his
cock, and the dominant rough brutality of it, the humiliation of the scene
made him start to get hard, and make the black cop squeeze his inflating
cock and laugh.

"Dat's enough! Do him and we got to get back!"

Frowning, the cop grunted, and stood back. Hillary watched in fascination,
her father, who she always suspected of being weak, was still her father, and
now he was kneeling naked over a chair as one black man fondled her helplessly,
while another was going to whip him like a child!

WHACK! ASIIEIEIEI! The cop looked at the other one and grinned,

"Ah told you so!"

wHACK! AEIIIIIE! By the fourth stroke he was sobbing between screams,
burning red welts across his white butt, and still he was half hard,
and the last one made him start to beg! Hillary was gasping as the
cop in back pushed his inflated bulge up her butt crack, and squeezed each
nipple hard enough to make her writhe at the spectacle.

"That's enough, let him pull his pants up and let's go!"

"Sheee-it," the cop said, arranging his bulge and putting the whip
down, "we should make sure they got the right attitude, chief!"

"Later, they got a hearing in half an hour, all three of them!"

(Continued)
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Coming soon to http://www.midnightx.com/
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The idea behind this section is I/R TOONS...not story lines. There's another section for that. How about we keep this area for TOONS only and the attendant compliments and/or critiques??
 
  • #126
@scottybo

then dont quote his entire story so we all gotta see it again.

lol
 
  • #127
tina69 said:
@scottybo

then dont quote his entire story so we all gotta see it again.

lol
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Tina,

Y'know, that's a good point!! My bad...sorry to inflict such torment on you. But, at least, after doing it once I don't need to repeat it so there's a bit of solace there, right? Thanks for the reminder!
 
  • #128
Ugh...more crap from Spammy McBadart.
 
  • #129
Your art sucks, you're a spammer for your paysite, and thousands of members...? Bullshit.
 
  • #130
I agree....this artwork is really terrible....
 
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  • #133
well 3d art depends on whether or not you can actually build realistic models, make textures and light your images well.... What I think people dont like is generic, run of the mill images, straight out of poser, with some speech bubbles thrown on... But then I tend to make my 3d art from scratch...
As for bad 2d artwork. well beauty is in the eye of the beholder... One could only sumise that alot of people who signed up to midnightx must have double vision..... so ragging on 3d art when your 2d stuff isnt too hot, dont seem too bright.... "those that live in glass houses" and all that.
Ill post some decent 3d art on here soon..
 
  • #136
Post the story, TJR!
 
  • #137
Some good stuff here!
 
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