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One of our hot slut wife stories about interracial sex: All right, folks, here is one of our hot VERY TRUE slut wife stories about interracial sex from the archives of DarkSecret.com. DarkSecret.com has the largest collection of interracial sex slut wife stories in the world, consisting of Hot Confession Interviews (longest of which is hundreds of pages long), Columnists, Letters to DarkSecret, Reader Stories, Articles, Forum postings, and more! For more indications about our slut wife stories about interracial sex, you need to visit the DarkSecret homepage for interracial porn, interracial fucking & interracial gangbangs! THE FIRST OF OUR TWO SLUT WIFE STORIES ABOUT INTERRACIAL SEX: She's Just a Ho Subj: Just a note
Dear Michael, Time goes by way to
quickly. And I feel bad that I cannot write to you as often as I would
like. I have so much to say and so little opportunity to say it. But very
little of my time is my own anymore. I am not complaining. It is just
that way. Last time we talked I think I told you about my new "mirror." I thought it was a nice gift at first (and I guess it was) but like so many things now, it was meant as a reminder and now it is a daily reminder. I guess if there is anything a woman has to learn (and be reminded of) once she has finds Black Cock, is what her place is. This has been the hardest part for me I think because of the way I was brought up. (DarkSecret.com has thousands of slut wife stories about interracial sex. Click the link below when you're done reading!) Just when I think I am being accepted as a person, something happens that reminds me what my place is. Maybe it is different with other white women but I am regularly reminded that I am little more than a whore. Oh yes, I am a good cook, a wonderful housekeeper, errand runner, teacher to the younger ones and I help whenever and wherever needed. But I am also reminded that the only reason I am there is because I am a good whore. If I wasn’t, I am sure I would be thrown out of the house. A few times in the last year or so I have forgotten my place but was quickly reminded. Last 4th of July when I thought I was being invited as a "date" to a family gathering, I found out quickly that all I was, was a reward for the man’s nephew who just graduated (and eventually a prize for all the uncles and cousins at the party). Finally I was asked to leave because "Auntie didn’t want a white whore corrupting her family." I was crushed and crying when I left. The first time I went with Brenda to her aunt's house for Sunday dinner, I thought I was going as a guest. When we got there, she announced that I would be serving dinner and made me change into a maid’s outfit. Her aunt refused to eat anything "that white whore touched," and I was relegated to the kitchen. She even made one of the boys get up and wash his hands because he had reached under my uniform and pulled at my ruffles. Again, I was humiliated and shamed. Even so, the men all found their way to the kitchen and between doing dishes and cleaning up, I gave half a dozen blowjobs (which made the day worthwhile). Now I am not part of Sunday dinner except when it is at Brenda’s house and the men still find me. Today dinner is at Brenda’s aunts house which is why I have the time to write this note.
The thing that prompted the mirror gift was at a club a few weeks ago. I have long since learned not to flinch or draw back or resist if a man or woman starts touching me in a club or bar or game or anywhere. Actually I now love the attention and try to make it easy when I feel hands on me. Well, a few weeks ago I was in a club with Brenda and three white guys came up to me and started talking. I was dressed as usual -- short skirt and skimpy halter. I felt one of the men’s hands under my skirt and instead of moving away, I just opened my legs a little. The other guy started pinching my nipple (which is a sure way to get me started). Brenda saw it and came over and bitchslapped me right on the spot and informed the white guys that I was only available to Blacks. She dragged me into the ladies room and took continued to slap me and tell me that I was a whore for BLACKS ONLY. Then she took out a magic marker and wrote across my chest "HO FO Black" the tattoo I wore during the Black Reunion and dragged me back into the bar. Needless to say, no more white men came near me but every Black Man in the bar was around me. A few days later she gave me the mirror. (Lucy has a LOT more slut wife stories about interracial sex at DarkSecret. Hit the link below for the main Dark Secret website!) My "White For Black" mirror is a daily reminder of that. I have it memorized just like a memorized your 20 Tips article. And Brenda and DJ quiz me on it all the time. It was easy to memorize because I have known it from the beginning. But it is hard sometimes to say it out loud in front of people. On the mirror is written: "White For Black
-- I am white for Black, white servant, white slave, white whore, white
cunt, white hole for Black. My white feet bring me in the presence of
Black. My white knees kneel before Black. My white thighs open wide for
Black. My white lips kiss the feet and asses of Black. My white mouth
(What Lucy has written here in one of her slut wife stories is TRUE! Get a lot more interracial sex stories, pics and videos at DarkSecre.com!) Every morning when I put on my makeup or do my hair or put on my clothes, I am reminded. Sometimes I feel depressed knowing that that is all I am. But mostly it is a good reminder of how much I enjoy my new life. I guess, Michael, you should make sure that other women know and accept their place. It might make them uncomfortable at first but it will also make them feel sexier and more free than they ever felt. I know that I am finally and completely "White For Black." --Lucy aka cumdrop. Copyright 2003 by
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