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Picture this as it happens . . . Your wife decides to venture on a summer vacation alone with herself.  Can you imagine the variety of temptation that’s bound to follow?  Especially when you realize she’s traveling to a Caribbean island.  Some place where there’s bound to be hundreds of black men around. You can’t be more happier and excited than that.  Unfortunately you won’t be there to see whatever comes about; nothing you can do except wait for her to tell you. I know that’s gonna hurt, but it’s not your choice, cuck-boi. But picture your wife lying down naked at a beach, working on her tan, and suddenly a group of brothers spot her and decide to approach . . . The brothers have been scooping up white chicks for months and know that the summer beaches are the right places to find stray white women laying about.   They zero in on your wife.  It’s even great that she’s alone with herself.  There’s nobody around to interrupt them from sco

I need for you to pay attention to my words, white boi.  What you desire to venture into is more than you can ever bargain for.  This is something that will change you both. It will enhance your sexual desire for each other more. But you both need to be in the proper frame of mind that it doesn’t come out negative for you both. I say this because all your insecurities and petty jealousies are bound to come out, so you and her need to first come to terms with your feelings individually and as well together so you both get to be on the same page. You need to come clean, tell her how much you feel, how much you love her and whether you’re willing to support her venturing into this lifestyle.  But most importantly, you need to come clean with yourself: ask yourself if you really want this for her and how much you’re willing to go the distance with supporting her in this. A cuckold’s job is to support his wife and help her discover her sexual self.  If the idea of you s

For most husbands, the smell of their wife's fucked pussy is so intoxicating and overwhelmingly arousing, it's only natural for them to want to taste that cum as it drips out of their women's cunt.  Even better is knowing that it's a Black Cock that got to stretch their wives out. The sight they get to enjoy of watching that Black Cock slip between the wife’s cunt lips, listening to the sound of their wife’s craving moans, observing the way the wife’s pussy seems to stretch as he sinks his cock more and more inside her, is something no husband ever wants to miss out on.  Every cuck husband wants to be there for that.  It matters not how long it might take for the wife to eventually agree towards having a Black lover.  Cuck hubbies simply can't wait to see the wife as she gets to melt seductively in the arms of her lover.  The moment when the lover starts stripping her out of her clothes, the husband already is sporting a boner in his pants.  Most husb

In a hotel room, right now, a white woman is getting well fucked by a black man.  In a suburban home, right now, a married wife (maybe even two) is/are getting fucked by a Black Master while the husband(s) sit at a corner watching. Wouldn't you wish such was happening in your home right now? When you go online and you watch erotic videos of motives submitting themselves willingly to Black men, when you watch cuckold short films and you read erotic stories of white husbands being fucked by their wives and girlfriends . . . Don't you just wish that was being done to you? You might think it inconsequential that you're harbouring such racy thoughts and ask yourself why you're having them.  How is it possible that whenever you look at your wife, you're also seeing her differently?  How bad you would love to return home to find a stranger with her in bed.  Hopefully a black man fucking her rough and hard, in ways you never can. Such is the dream that populat

Enjoy this excerpt from 'The Suburban Wives Club' *     *     *     *     *  Monica eyes inched open to the wonderful sight of morning sunshine shimmering through the window curtains.  Her head was resting on her right arm, she noticed.  She retrieved her left arm from where it lay and turned over on her back to encounter someone asleep beside her.  Her lips curled into a smile as she rested on her left arm to curdle alongside her lover. Simon lay on his backside with his eyes shut.  Susurrus-type breathing escaped his nostrils.  He had spent the night with her whereas Daniel enjoyed himself in the spare bedroom across from their daughter’s.  He had left them to be with each other, promising to take drive daughters to school in the morning.  Monica pushed the bed covers off to see more of his naked self.  She rested her face against his chest and lightly kissed his torso. “You awake?” he murmured. “I am now,” she said, trailing her hand over his abs an

When you wake up in the morning and you see your wife next to you smiling at you, don’t you often wish she was giving that smile to someone else other than you?  Someone who’s just as special as you are to her?  Maybe someone who’s even more special.  Don't you wish that special person was in your bed right now, while you sat across watching him make love  fuck your wife for you?   Doesn't that make you hard right now, cuck-boi?  I'll bet it does.  Don't try to hide it.  Plenty of white bois like you out there love denying the truth from yourselves.  When you’re at work seated behind your desk, or over at your workplace cubicle, do you ever imagine what your wife might be up to back at home?  When you make out time to call her to find out whatever she’s doing,  do you press the phone hard to your ear assuming you’re hearing other voice(es) in the background?  Or do you picture her in another man's bedroom right now - probably mine - and she's

It was a Saturday night and I had a client to serve; plus, I was horny . We drove into the driveway of the Piedmont Hotel, my husband and I.  Usually I prefer going to my clients alone, but for months my husband has begged to allow him tag along so he could watch me in action.  He gets into a sulking mood whenever he sees me gearing up to venturing out into the evening.  I didn’t want to return home and listen to him whining again, so reluctantly I said yes but with conditions: I’m in charge and he’s to follow my lead and do whatever I want and never make a noise or grip about anything.  He was all smiles when he said yes and gave me a kiss of good luck, like I don’t already have that. My date for the night was a businessman from out of state.  He contacted me via my website and after going through my preliminary questions we’d opted on meeting.  I had no idea though how he was going to take seeing me with my husband Dean, but we’d just have to see how things go.