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My Letter to a White boi #533

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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 to serve and please the fuck out of me.   Don‘t matter what hour of the day, or whether you’d be bothered about when next ...

Your Wife, My Black-Owned Bitch!

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    Your Wife, My Bitch! Your wife knows how to spread her legs for me whenever I come by.  She is quite a submissive slut, that means that I’ve trained her well.  You should see her whenever I come by your home.  Your wife knows how to wear the right costume to welcome me.  The right costume being nothing at all.  Sure, she might decide to wear a t-shirt just to cover herself in case any of the neighbours are nosying about.  But that t-shirt will be out of her the minute I walk in and shut the door behind me. She leads me to the living room and promptly wastes no time in her entertainment.  Of course, you aren’t home to capture what we’re doing.  That is your loss, cuck-boi, as you need to be at work bringing home the money for me to use and take care of her for you.  She offers me something to drink from the fridge.  Most times, I’m thirsty when I come by, and you know the one thing that would quench m...

Thinkin’ About your Wife

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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 rig...

WIFEHUSBANDLOVER - A Story in Three Characters

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     Here's a short story you will find in my recent collection of short stories titled Wife Breeding Team & Other Stories .  It tells of a mature couple's cuckold night with a young black lover, but told from each character's perspective.  Enjoy. JOHN Oh my God, someone help me! My heart’s beating so fast in my chest right now.  I feel like I’m having a heart attack but really I’m not.  I’m not ill or nothing—this is something I’m encountering that’s so bigger than me.  Something I’d always dreamed of happening but never really thought it would ever come through.  Who would have thought such a dream ever would possibly come through? What’s happening before my eyes isn’t about me.  Not by a long shot.  I’m sitting by the poolside of Queensland Resort, watching my lovely other half Betsy dance to a rhythm and blues number with the young black man I’d allegedly taken time to set her up ...