FEAR.
Of the unknown. Of your Insecurities. Your shortcomings. Your inadequacies.
Your wife in bed; naked ivory princess. She pleads while you make love: "Deeper! Harder!" Grit your teeth and pound with all your might. Pound! Pound! Pound!
Still, she pleads. Desperation in her eyes. "DEEPER! HARDER!" You're as deep and hard as you can get. Just dirty talk? Or does she... Mean it?
Is your very best not good enough?
Fear of the Other. Dangerous. Primal. Unpredictable.
Large. Muscular. Athletic.
Black.
You see how they observe your wife. Her swinging Booty in yoga pants, loud echo of her feet in flip-flops. Their eyes moving hungrily over her healthy curves. Feasting on her cleavage. Drinking her in.
Young black males lusting for your wife. You clench your fists.
They look at you through narrowed eyes and cocky grins. Your wife is too good for you. They know it. You know it. Long hair, full breasts, wide hips. Too good for you.
Look down at that small white penis in your hand while you jack off. Short. Pale. Matted with pubes and precum.
Admit it to yourself: this isn't enough for your wife. It will never be enough. You will never be enough.
Memories. The gym locker room. Tall, ripped black man struts past. No clothes. No towel.
Proud. Confident. Naked.
You turn your head to avert your gaze. But out of the corner of your eye... Something large hanging on his front. Long. Dark. Heavy. Swinging while he walks. Feels like it has it's own gravitational pull.
You couldn't help but notice. HUNG.
He comes back from the shower. Rubs lotion on his naked body, bulging muscles shining and ebony skin shimmering. Rubbing his arms, his legs... His cock.
Slippery hands moving over his massive black cock. Grabbing it, tugging it, massaging it, seemingly growing larger in his hand. Large black nuts dangling, bouncing, hanging low. Healthy. Full. Masculine. He moves slowly, lovingly, careful to present every angle of his black manhood as if putting on a show.
You stare in a daze.
You look up. He's looking back. Eyes narrowed. Cocky smirk.
You can hear his thoughts. "Like what you see, White boy?"
Black cock. Bigger. Longer. Twice your size. Twice your length.
It frightens you like it frightens every white man. We fear it's strength, its potency. We see it in our dreams, chasing our beautiful white wives, daughters, and girlfriends. They run away with looks of terror on their faces.
You fear it. You loathe it. But you can't look away: the impressive, powerful, and very frightening big black cock.
Virile, hung black males are all around you. At the store, at the gym, at the beach, wherever. They are watching your wife.
They have no respect for your wedding vows. They know she needs more than you give her.
They bide their time.
RELUCTANCE
We fear the Other. But we are also curious. What scares us also intrigues us.
White men everywhere fear the raw Sexual energy of the black cock. Your small white willie quivers in your undies.
But you wonder. You take sidelong glances in the locker room. You watch black studs at the beach and briefly glance at their prodigious bulges. You hear the constant, coy refrain on TV, in movies, in media: "Once you go black..."
And it makes you wonder.
Those private moments in front of the computer. Naked. Horny. Masturbating. Oceans of porn in front of you. Small white dick in your hand.
You see it in the corner. Black cock tearing up white pussy. Impossibly large ebony rods oozing in and out of perfect ivory folds. Pearls of cum and juices covering the union between two contrasting lovers. Wet. Erotic.
Stop. Shake your head. Get the image out of your mind.
But it grows. It crowds out the plain vanilla porn you're watching until it's all you can see.
Curiosity killed the cat. CLICK
What happens next is a blur. Coffee and cream. Night and day. Chocolate and vanilla.
Before long, it's all you watch: hung black studs with enormous cocks fucking voluptuous white princesses in every position. Pussy. Ass. Mouth. Huge cumloads spraying wildly. Jets of black man's seven across white women's faces.
What are you looking at? Why are you viewing this?
Something even more shocking. Something you find revolting and strangely alluring at the same time: "cuckold" porn.
Flabby white husbands with stellar trophy wives in lingerie. Strong black studs with cocks the size of your forearm, balls like exotic fruits dangling heavy and full. A hotel room. Cell phone footage.
Sex. Tremendous, earthshaking sex. Long black cock in soft white pussy. Moaning. Clawing. A wife on her knees, worshipping the huge wet glans on a Masculine ebony bull. The tandem yelling as both wife and bull cum, bodies spasming wildly as the hung black stud slides deep for the win into the beautiful naked wife below.
And the husband? Sitting naked in a chair yanking his short white prick, hands soaked with multiple loads of cum. He's been cumming ever since his wife's petite manicured hand first grabbed the bulls huge shaft.The sight alone drove him over the edge.
His eyes rolled back, skin flush. The white husband is overcome with the sexual energy of the room. He is literally about to pass out in euphoria of watching his sweet, naked white wife have her pussy split by a hot and hung black bull.
And you are too. Your mind is filled with visions of hard black cock and soft white pussy, rubbing against each other and exploring each other in every way imaginable. Tasting each other's flesh. Encouraging each other to orgasm. Enjoying the Supreme Sexual taboo lurking in the mind of every suburban white wife in America.
And you're enjoying it, even though you don't have the balls to admit it to yourself yet. There are literally hundreds of websites showing amateur videos of real white couples enjoying the passion and intensity of hung black studs plowing deep into mountains of precious married white ass. You spend hours combing these websites, drinking in videos and photos. Absorbing the data. Processing the information. It's becoming a part of you.
You want to stop. You want to turn it off. But you can't. Your hand won't respond. It's too busy jacking off.
And now when you look at the orgasmic faces of these white wives cuckolding their husbands with massive black bulls, you can't help but see the ghost of your own wife's face.
But she would never be interested in something like that. She would never be interested in wearing lingerie for a handsome black man, stripping slowly to reveal firm breasts, soft hips, shaved white pussy. She would never be interested in pulling down a pair of boxers on a bull to reveal impressive black cock poking out at her with a bead of precum on the tip, musky smell of pure testosterone emanating from her bull's chocolate scrotum?
When she desperately pleads "Deeper!" and "Harder!" during sex even though you're already giving 110%, it's just dirty talk... Right?
.
* I cant take credit for writing this, but is from a cuckold couple I have previously trained, a poetic writing of their journey exploring, accepting and submitting to B B C . *
Of the unknown. Of your Insecurities. Your shortcomings. Your inadequacies.
Your wife in bed; naked ivory princess. She pleads while you make love: "Deeper! Harder!" Grit your teeth and pound with all your might. Pound! Pound! Pound!
Still, she pleads. Desperation in her eyes. "DEEPER! HARDER!" You're as deep and hard as you can get. Just dirty talk? Or does she... Mean it?
Is your very best not good enough?
Fear of the Other. Dangerous. Primal. Unpredictable.
Large. Muscular. Athletic.
Black.
You see how they observe your wife. Her swinging Booty in yoga pants, loud echo of her feet in flip-flops. Their eyes moving hungrily over her healthy curves. Feasting on her cleavage. Drinking her in.
Young black males lusting for your wife. You clench your fists.
They look at you through narrowed eyes and cocky grins. Your wife is too good for you. They know it. You know it. Long hair, full breasts, wide hips. Too good for you.
Look down at that small white penis in your hand while you jack off. Short. Pale. Matted with pubes and precum.
Admit it to yourself: this isn't enough for your wife. It will never be enough. You will never be enough.
Memories. The gym locker room. Tall, ripped black man struts past. No clothes. No towel.
Proud. Confident. Naked.
You turn your head to avert your gaze. But out of the corner of your eye... Something large hanging on his front. Long. Dark. Heavy. Swinging while he walks. Feels like it has it's own gravitational pull.
You couldn't help but notice. HUNG.
He comes back from the shower. Rubs lotion on his naked body, bulging muscles shining and ebony skin shimmering. Rubbing his arms, his legs... His cock.
Slippery hands moving over his massive black cock. Grabbing it, tugging it, massaging it, seemingly growing larger in his hand. Large black nuts dangling, bouncing, hanging low. Healthy. Full. Masculine. He moves slowly, lovingly, careful to present every angle of his black manhood as if putting on a show.
You stare in a daze.
You look up. He's looking back. Eyes narrowed. Cocky smirk.
You can hear his thoughts. "Like what you see, White boy?"
Black cock. Bigger. Longer. Twice your size. Twice your length.
It frightens you like it frightens every white man. We fear it's strength, its potency. We see it in our dreams, chasing our beautiful white wives, daughters, and girlfriends. They run away with looks of terror on their faces.
You fear it. You loathe it. But you can't look away: the impressive, powerful, and very frightening big black cock.
Virile, hung black males are all around you. At the store, at the gym, at the beach, wherever. They are watching your wife.
They have no respect for your wedding vows. They know she needs more than you give her.
They bide their time.
RELUCTANCE
We fear the Other. But we are also curious. What scares us also intrigues us.
White men everywhere fear the raw Sexual energy of the black cock. Your small white willie quivers in your undies.
But you wonder. You take sidelong glances in the locker room. You watch black studs at the beach and briefly glance at their prodigious bulges. You hear the constant, coy refrain on TV, in movies, in media: "Once you go black..."
And it makes you wonder.
Those private moments in front of the computer. Naked. Horny. Masturbating. Oceans of porn in front of you. Small white dick in your hand.
You see it in the corner. Black cock tearing up white pussy. Impossibly large ebony rods oozing in and out of perfect ivory folds. Pearls of cum and juices covering the union between two contrasting lovers. Wet. Erotic.
Stop. Shake your head. Get the image out of your mind.
But it grows. It crowds out the plain vanilla porn you're watching until it's all you can see.
Curiosity killed the cat. CLICK
What happens next is a blur. Coffee and cream. Night and day. Chocolate and vanilla.
Before long, it's all you watch: hung black studs with enormous cocks fucking voluptuous white princesses in every position. Pussy. Ass. Mouth. Huge cumloads spraying wildly. Jets of black man's seven across white women's faces.
What are you looking at? Why are you viewing this?
Something even more shocking. Something you find revolting and strangely alluring at the same time: "cuckold" porn.
Flabby white husbands with stellar trophy wives in lingerie. Strong black studs with cocks the size of your forearm, balls like exotic fruits dangling heavy and full. A hotel room. Cell phone footage.
Sex. Tremendous, earthshaking sex. Long black cock in soft white pussy. Moaning. Clawing. A wife on her knees, worshipping the huge wet glans on a Masculine ebony bull. The tandem yelling as both wife and bull cum, bodies spasming wildly as the hung black stud slides deep for the win into the beautiful naked wife below.
And the husband? Sitting naked in a chair yanking his short white prick, hands soaked with multiple loads of cum. He's been cumming ever since his wife's petite manicured hand first grabbed the bulls huge shaft.The sight alone drove him over the edge.
His eyes rolled back, skin flush. The white husband is overcome with the sexual energy of the room. He is literally about to pass out in euphoria of watching his sweet, naked white wife have her pussy split by a hot and hung black bull.
And you are too. Your mind is filled with visions of hard black cock and soft white pussy, rubbing against each other and exploring each other in every way imaginable. Tasting each other's flesh. Encouraging each other to orgasm. Enjoying the Supreme Sexual taboo lurking in the mind of every suburban white wife in America.
And you're enjoying it, even though you don't have the balls to admit it to yourself yet. There are literally hundreds of websites showing amateur videos of real white couples enjoying the passion and intensity of hung black studs plowing deep into mountains of precious married white ass. You spend hours combing these websites, drinking in videos and photos. Absorbing the data. Processing the information. It's becoming a part of you.
You want to stop. You want to turn it off. But you can't. Your hand won't respond. It's too busy jacking off.
And now when you look at the orgasmic faces of these white wives cuckolding their husbands with massive black bulls, you can't help but see the ghost of your own wife's face.
But she would never be interested in something like that. She would never be interested in wearing lingerie for a handsome black man, stripping slowly to reveal firm breasts, soft hips, shaved white pussy. She would never be interested in pulling down a pair of boxers on a bull to reveal impressive black cock poking out at her with a bead of precum on the tip, musky smell of pure testosterone emanating from her bull's chocolate scrotum?
When she desperately pleads "Deeper!" and "Harder!" during sex even though you're already giving 110%, it's just dirty talk... Right?
.
* I cant take credit for writing this, but is from a cuckold couple I have previously trained, a poetic writing of their journey exploring, accepting and submitting to B B C . *
