White husbands and boyfriends: Let this be the year.
All your life, you've lived in fear. Most white men do. Of all white hubbies, 80% of them will likely spend their entire lives living in fear.
FEAR of dark.
FEAR of the raw and deeply sexual.
FEAR.... Of black men, and long, prodigious black cocks.
In your dreams, you run through dark hallways - naked, afraid. Vulnerable. Cold drafts painfully tickle your body while you sweat, looking around wildly.
In the air, you hear it: a distant, distinct drawn-out moan. Feminine. Familiar.
Further you run. Where, you don't know. Or running away from? It's hard to tell.
You look down - your white penis is shriveled in the cold, your little nuts hugging into your body. You stare in alarm. You feel... embarrassed.
Closer, the moan sounds. "OooooohhhhhHHHHHhhhhhh..." You know the tones. You've heard them before. But they sound... Different. More heartfelt. More honest. True.
You see it at the end of a long hallway - a pinprick of light. Is this what you've been looking for?
You run. The sound if your bare feet echo in the cold air. You look down again. What?! It's even smaller now. As her moans grow louder, you feel your small white weenie shrink even further. It's like an acorn glued to your pudgy torso. God, what's happening? Your face burns red as you glance around wildly. You feel so ashamed.
Running faster now. Faster. The light rushes toward you, challenging you. Almost mocking you. Something is coming. You can feel it.
"OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!“ The ethereal moans have become a warbling wail, ringing in your ears. You can sense the tension in the voice, the pained pushing of boundaries... And the undeniable base of pure, unadulterated joy. Like you've never heard before.
And now, another sound. Another voice. A deep voice. Powerful. Bassy.
"OH! OH! OH YEAH! Get it girl, GET IT! ERRGH! AAAAHHHH!"
Your heart bursts into overdrive. Who was that? It sounded... Male. And strong. Confident. Dominating.
You sprint. The cold air slices through your skin, chilling your core. Yet you sweat profusely, your skin flush and red. You look down again - You stare, eyes wide with horror. As you run, you reach down with one desperate clawing hand at the matt of pubes clustered at your crotch. Where is it!? You can't even see it now... Wait. Oh God. Oh, DEAR GOD! Your little white paenus is like a TIC TAC now! Ohhhhh! You grimace through heaving breaths as you run madly!
The light is just barely ahead. Rushing at you! The voices SCREAM! "Oh, oh, OH, OH, OH, YES! Yes, my black Master, YES!“
"Ohhhhh, FUCK YEAH girl! Oh get it, get it, GET ITTTTTTTT!!!"
The light surrounds you as the voices pound into your head! What's happening? What is this? What have you found! As you sputter desperately...
"Ohhhhhhhhh... OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK, HERE IT COMMMMMMMEEEESSSSS! “
The light blinds you as you feel the voices wrap around your soul and in your right hand, buried into you pubes... You feel your tiny white prick shrink away.... Into almost nothing at all, just flabby white skin.
AAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
With a jolt, you awaken. In bed.
You turn, breath heaving. Your wife, in bed next to you.
You flop back down, panting. You reach tentatively for your crotch... And freeze.
It's still there. It's not the size of a tic TAC. Not as big as you'd like, but it was just a dream.
But...
You have a rock-hard erection. And your white paenus... Is wet. A soggy splotch on your boxers remains.
Did you.... Have a wet dream?
80% of white men will spend their lives like this. Living in fear, never coming to terms of the truth. Always on the precipice of discovery, but never brave enough to think about what's beyond the door.
But the remaining 20% will move onward to the the next stage: Reluctance.
It is there that a discovery will be made. It will terrify you, intrigue you... And be the next step in your journey.
Your journey.... To become a cuckold.
TO BE CONTINUED...
All your life, you've lived in fear. Most white men do. Of all white hubbies, 80% of them will likely spend their entire lives living in fear.
FEAR of dark.
FEAR of the raw and deeply sexual.
FEAR.... Of black men, and long, prodigious black cocks.
In your dreams, you run through dark hallways - naked, afraid. Vulnerable. Cold drafts painfully tickle your body while you sweat, looking around wildly.
In the air, you hear it: a distant, distinct drawn-out moan. Feminine. Familiar.
Further you run. Where, you don't know. Or running away from? It's hard to tell.
You look down - your white penis is shriveled in the cold, your little nuts hugging into your body. You stare in alarm. You feel... embarrassed.
Closer, the moan sounds. "OooooohhhhhHHHHHhhhhhh..." You know the tones. You've heard them before. But they sound... Different. More heartfelt. More honest. True.
You see it at the end of a long hallway - a pinprick of light. Is this what you've been looking for?
You run. The sound if your bare feet echo in the cold air. You look down again. What?! It's even smaller now. As her moans grow louder, you feel your small white weenie shrink even further. It's like an acorn glued to your pudgy torso. God, what's happening? Your face burns red as you glance around wildly. You feel so ashamed.
Running faster now. Faster. The light rushes toward you, challenging you. Almost mocking you. Something is coming. You can feel it.
"OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!“ The ethereal moans have become a warbling wail, ringing in your ears. You can sense the tension in the voice, the pained pushing of boundaries... And the undeniable base of pure, unadulterated joy. Like you've never heard before.
And now, another sound. Another voice. A deep voice. Powerful. Bassy.
"OH! OH! OH YEAH! Get it girl, GET IT! ERRGH! AAAAHHHH!"
Your heart bursts into overdrive. Who was that? It sounded... Male. And strong. Confident. Dominating.
You sprint. The cold air slices through your skin, chilling your core. Yet you sweat profusely, your skin flush and red. You look down again - You stare, eyes wide with horror. As you run, you reach down with one desperate clawing hand at the matt of pubes clustered at your crotch. Where is it!? You can't even see it now... Wait. Oh God. Oh, DEAR GOD! Your little white paenus is like a TIC TAC now! Ohhhhh! You grimace through heaving breaths as you run madly!
The light is just barely ahead. Rushing at you! The voices SCREAM! "Oh, oh, OH, OH, OH, YES! Yes, my black Master, YES!“
"Ohhhhh, FUCK YEAH girl! Oh get it, get it, GET ITTTTTTTT!!!"
The light surrounds you as the voices pound into your head! What's happening? What is this? What have you found! As you sputter desperately...
"Ohhhhhhhhh... OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK, HERE IT COMMMMMMMEEEESSSSS! “
The light blinds you as you feel the voices wrap around your soul and in your right hand, buried into you pubes... You feel your tiny white prick shrink away.... Into almost nothing at all, just flabby white skin.
AAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
With a jolt, you awaken. In bed.
You turn, breath heaving. Your wife, in bed next to you.
You flop back down, panting. You reach tentatively for your crotch... And freeze.
It's still there. It's not the size of a tic TAC. Not as big as you'd like, but it was just a dream.
But...
You have a rock-hard erection. And your white paenus... Is wet. A soggy splotch on your boxers remains.
Did you.... Have a wet dream?
80% of white men will spend their lives like this. Living in fear, never coming to terms of the truth. Always on the precipice of discovery, but never brave enough to think about what's beyond the door.
But the remaining 20% will move onward to the the next stage: Reluctance.
It is there that a discovery will be made. It will terrify you, intrigue you... And be the next step in your journey.
Your journey.... To become a cuckold.
TO BE CONTINUED...
