White Girls are Made for Black Cock!

White girls like myself are made for black cock. The same attribute applies to our moms, aunties, besties, including girls I love to throw hands with in neighbourhood parking lots.

We are meant to give ourselves to black men. We might not like it initially, but it usually doesn’t take long before we become used to the idea. You don’t get to like something immediately without first getting acquainted with it. It took several attempts before I became relaxed with tasting black semen (I’ve never dated a white boy before, so this was strange territory when I first entered it), and even longer for me to love swallowing cum. That adjustment caught me by surprise that in less time, I started wanting it in ounces.

My pussy is meant for black dicks only. My boyfriend has told me this plenty of times. He has shared me with several of his friends; not once did I protest.

I have shared this philosophy with several besties of mine. They thought I was crazy. They were shocked when I told of about how I love giving every hole in my body easily for black boys to exploit. They knew I came from a good home—upper-class suburban—they dared to report me to my parents, claiming I had been brainwashed.

They aren’t arguing against it now; they, too, have become indoctrinated. Now, they love black cock like me, and every day we’re together the question we often ask each other is where can we get our next fix.

I love getting fucked by my black boyfriend. My parents aren’t aware of him, because I know they won’t ever approve, especially my Mom. Mom would lose her mind if she ever discovered how loose I am amongst black guys. Dad wouldn’t hesitate to ship me off to an upstate psych ward. Both of them would keep my ostracised and hospitalised from all eyes if they know how much I love getting piped by black dicks.

My pussy is meant for black dicks only. My boyfriend has told me this plenty of times. He has shared me with several of his friends; not once did I protest. They would have me on my knees shoving one black dick after another down my throat. They would smack my cheek with their nuts-sac, demand that I beg for it, knowing I would since I have no choice.

I am addicted, yes. Maybe I should have been hesitant when things began, but I’m so deeply indoctrinated now that there’s no turning back the tide—it’s forward all the way!

What was my life like before I got persuaded into this way of life? I remember being too lilly-white and pure like a newly-formed cloud. Before I became what I am now, I lived the debutante life. I was seeking my way through polite society, making sure of the company I kept that included no black people around. But then somewhere I lost my way . . . I found myself imbibing a new doctrine, one that preached of white submissive and the benefits that comes with it.

The weirdest thing is it wasn’t just applying to white girls like me, but white boys, too. In fact, we are forever competing of who makes for the best servants to black men.

I never would have assumed such was possible, and I got compelled to approach one of these boys and asked them how come they’re attracted to black guys like me. After all, I’d always assumed that white boys despise seeing white girls going black, so how come they’re in competition with us? This white boy explained to me how much he loves being used and bruised by black men. He said like me, he has introduced several of his friends to black men, and like with me, he and his buddies are addicted towards serving black men.

Black men fuck them, black men bruise and abuse them, even call them foul names, and yet they keep coming back for more.

Should I be upset that white boys are cutting in on the action, trying hard to steal white girls’ thunder? I should, but I don’t know if it’s necessary. Black guys who I’m spending time with don’t have anything to do with white boys except whoop their behind in basketball courts, but there are those black guys who don’t mind playing both ways—I’ve encountered them before, so I know what I’m talking about. I’ve even heard weird tales of white couples getting fucked by their black dominant lover: the black Dom fucks the mom first, then later deals the husband a similar hand, and in few occasions, I’ve heard the Dom even fucks their kids, too.

Weird, I know. But I can’t tell if that’s truth, if that's ever happened to any couple out there, but I'm not about to find out. I do believe anything is possible.

I mean, look at me: I never thought I would one day find myself in a room getting gangbanged and passed around by four black men wearing ski masks one afternoon. The gang fucked every hole in my body, cummed in my pussy, cummed in my asshole, cummed in my mouth and on my face . . . I was practically dripping with cum by the time they finished with me, and the worst of it was they caught it all on tape!

And to my consternation, I thought I was the luckiest snowbunny in the world getting piped that day. I fucked loved it, and wished for it to happen again.

I’m not scared about going back to do something similar to that. Other friends of mine have done something similar, too, and we’ve gotten together and compared notes. It’s been an exciting life, is all I’m saying, and I’m loving it to the end.

Many fathers would love to have an open-minded daughter like me. I know many Dads who would love to see their wives ‘Go Black’ would equally love their daughters to carry on such a lifestyle alongside their cock-addicted Moms. Black cock is as infectious as it is addictive. I’ve seen it spread amongst white girls in my neighbourhood, and even older white women can’t help wanting to go after it. In time, even their husbands would have to procure it for them.

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