SHANGOReturns!

  My husband sleeps on the floor beside the bed whenever my lover comes over to spend the night.  He either sleeps on the floor, or he gets to have the guest bedroom to himself.   Whichever one he prefers is fine with me, as long as he knows he won’t get to occupy the bed with us. Jeffery didn’t always like it, but as he loves watching me and my lover fuck, he knows he has no choice.  It’s his only means of getting to see how well my lover pleasures me in the bedroom.  Jeffery has to abide by our rules or he would only listen in on us from outside.  Not a reasonable option, which is why he much prefers the floor. Ricky, my lover, gets a kick out of humiliating Jeffery whenever he can.  He is always the real man in our home; Jeffery is always an obedient puppy when Ricky drops by, and would do anything Ricky asks, as long as we don’t stop him from watching us fuck.  Jeffery is quick to get Ricky a beer from the fridge whenever he wants one....

  Seven years ago to this very day was when I accepted my stance as a hotwife.  How did it come about?  It began when Darryl, my husband, bought me a 10-inch black dildo as a surprise birthday gift.  I immediately fell in love with it and have not looked back since. Over the years, I have accumulated other effective dildos and an array of sex toys as part of my kinky arsenal, but nothing gives me enormous orgasm than my black dildo.  I take it with me almost everywhere: to my workplace, and sometimes when I go shopping.  I’m such a super-horny bitch—a Queen of Spades whore, if you will—and when there aren’t any lurking black men around to comfort me with their dicks, my dildo is always ready to get me high.  Sure, Darryl sometimes does his best with his tongue, but even he knows to utilise my dildo to make me climax the best way possible. It was through my black dildo that Darryl was able to persuade me to start dating black men.  I doubt he could...

Here's a letter I wrote to a cuckold husband a couple of months back . . . I’ve got your bitch, white boi!  Yeah, she’s your wife, but she ain’t nothing of that when she’s with me.  When she’s with me, she’s my bitch. She’s my fuck-toy.  Ain’t nothing else matters to me none.   Don‘t get mad, white boi.  Your ass knew what the game was before you bothered to play.  You knew that once you gave your woman to me, that she wasn’t going to go back being the typical housewife you always thought her to be.  Nothing of the sort is happening here, white boi.  On here, my dick is all the bitch knows. Your bitch knows well enough who owns her, and guess what, it ain’t you!  When she’s with me, she don’t ever make out like she’s your wife.  Sure, she still wears her wedding ring, but that don’t mean shit to me.  Your bitch knows that when she’s  her Black Master, her foremost duty is t...

  A hotwife desires for her son to be included in the school's football team. What better way to secure this than for her to bribe the school coach with the best currency available . . . *      *      * The motel was located on an exit lane off the main highway leading towards the airport. A shabby looking structure that looked like it was so close to being labelled as dilapidated. “You not going to tell me who it is we’re meeting here?” April asked as they got to the top floor and took a left turn along the corridor. “All in good time,” said Jenny. “For God’s sake, I need to know,” she whined. Jenny took off her sunglasses as they came and stopped in front of a door. April looked at the door and imagined something dreadful about to jump out and surprise them. “This is it,” Jenny pocketed her glasses then knocked on the door. The door opened a crack and at first neither could make out the figure of the man standing due to the darkness of the room. It w...

Would you object to being there to watch your wife getting fucked? It isn’t a no-brainer type of question, and I know it’s one that many would find most comfortable to arrive at an answer.  But what is seldom asked is the self-awareness that comes with answering such question: do most husbands/boyfriends understand the reason(s) regarding why they would say yes to such activity? There is an abject attraction that comes with voyeurism, especially when it involves a husband spying on his wife having sex (or if you want to be candid: getting fucked) by another man.  Even more so when it happens to be a black man, as that usually evokes an immediate range of emotions from the readers of this article, and in the minds of husbands who willingly indulge in such activity.   There is the rush that comes for such husbands knowing their wives are at home with another man, or even better, that somehow she has succumbed to another man’s seductive temptations.  She might be s...

  Learn to embrace what you are and don’t be afraid to admit it. Such is one of the demanding quality of being a slut-wife. It isn’t that you are licensed by your husband (and in other cases, your Black Master) to enjoy being serviced by one or multiple black cock, but that you are henceforth geared towards worshipping and serving your Black gods however they demand of you.   As a Black-Owned slut, you should uphold and wear your whore-wife status with pride. Let your husband be complacently aware of you as a liberated housewife. Although your love entitles him to you and vice versa, your sexual devotion is given instead to your Black Master instead.   You and your husband are expected to open your home to your Black Master.  As a Black-Owned couple, worshipping him will remain utmost in your mind and heart. Learn to love, honour, and cherish your Black god in the best way possible as if he is your first love.  Many hot-wives are inevitably expected to end up lo...

Your wife was a whore before you married her.  I know that sounds too direct the way I’m hitting you with this, but let’s be honest, you’ve known this way before now.  You knew that while that you and her were dating —getting to know each other, as the parlance goes—you knew that something was way off about her.  I’m sorry I have to be the one who gets to tell you, but someone’s got to do it—your buddies made me the designated guy to bring the truth to you—and the truth says that your wife is a fucking whore! Don’t get sad-eyed on me; don’t go making like this is the worst news you’ve ever heard.  You’ve been in self-denial for years, even though you and I heard the stories.  Sure, they were rumours at first, but look what they  turned out.   She was two-timing you the whole time you and her dated.   Elroy, that black stud from the Southside, is her lover.   He has been her lover for years, way before you got with her, and don’t you dare tell...