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The Complete Story of a Reformed Racist Whiteboi cucky~
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i originally posted this on one of my favorite sites, Blacktowhite.net, but the details below are 100% truthful. <3
Hi everyone. I'm going to share with you a story, one that proves that regardless of the whiteboi, we can be made to surrender to BBC.
Not all of us are betas out of the gates. Some of us are quite the opposite! But all of us have some weakness that can be exploited, and that can bring us to subservience to Black supremacy.
This is my particular story.
Up until two years ago, I was a straight, Caucasian male, with a dominant personality. I'm smart, capable, cheeky, sarcastic... A little bit of a brat, truth be told.
I grew up in a town where there was almost no Black people, in the Canadian Prairies. My elementary school had one Black student, and zero brown or oriental ones. We were very sheltered, back then. My introduction to other cultures was being called, "racist," because a friend of mine from school and I jokingly made fun of the one Black kid... Not because of his color, but because he did a REALLY goofy series of motions one time that stuck with us as a very... Gay dance. I was spiteful, being called racist; at the time, I had no concept of what racism even was, let alone how to commit it. That moment, however, did make me a little bit racist, unfortunately...
I more or less stayed away from Black people in general after that for quite some time. It wasn't until Grade nine that something alerted me to their existence, once again... Totally out of the blue, one of the cutest little blonde girls in school hollered to the entire class, "Pff. I wouldn't date a whiteboy ever again. I only want Black men. They are way better in bed." Pretty little Becky had unwittingly gained the frustration and indignation and confusion of an entire classroom; with so few Black men in our community, it stood to wonder where a perfect ten like herself had managed to get so corrupted. I found myself thinking less of her, because she'd fuck people that stood so far beneath us culturally that they had to make up bullshit stories in order to pretend like they were being mistreated. What could be more primitive, or unjust? Becky was little more than a monkey's fucktoy, I thought. I found it entertaining...
This was around the time when Kazaa was the primary way of downloading music, and tonnes of other things. Anyone who was around during that time knows that sometimes a Sum 41 song didn't end up being a song, but a girl fucking an animal, or a weird smut film featuring family members. It was the wild west of the internet, truth be told; no names associated to accounts, no digital identity, no google trackers locating you everywhere you went... Just sheer anonymity, for better or worse.
Incidentally, a teenager downloading a dirty film wasn't particularly out of the ordinary, but I got a hefty surprise when Hillary Scott was dragged on a leash to a room full of Black men and fucked like a sextoy on camera. I found it... oddly alluring. Humiliating to her. It reminded me of Becky. I stroked my white dick fervently and came all over the keyboard. That was my first experience with interracial porn.
For years I continued on a similar path to this, thinking of interracial as little more than a gateway to humiliating women who could have done better.
Throughout all of this time I had developed a peculiar taste for Black men on white women, and white men on asian women... They were my two favorite genres; I liked the idea of inherent differences, for some reason. I focused on them more than was likely healthy, in hindsight.
Somewhere along the line I met a girl that was super into cuckoldry, but not interracial. She puzzled me. She always felt so offended and hurt when she witnessed her significant others with someone else, yet she got off on it... In an effort to try and understand her, I found myself looking up the fetish and trying to accustom myself to it. I had a huge crush on her. I thought she was the one. She wasn't, of course... I won't tell you what happened to her, because it's disheartening, but suffice it to say she was the woman I was saving myself for. The one I fell deepest in love with. And now she's not at all in my life anymore...
But, her influence, however, lingers... My first bits of research of cuckoldry resulted in interracial porn. The racist ferocity and the humiliation and dehumanization of all of it was intoxicating. I got hooked almost immediately. I was jerking my cock to interracial porn before she disappeared from my life altogether, and I was pondering how I could get her to get Blacked...
Somehow, somewhere along the line, I subconsciously realized that I had NEVER seen a Black cock that was smaller than my 5" white dick. The knowledge that every single Black cock I'd ever witnessed was sexually superior to me, could please my girl better than I could, wreaked havoc on my otherwise confident, brilliant, and assertive mind. I wasn't jerking to monkey's fucking princesses anymore, I was jerking to how pathetic my white dick was compared to Black cocks... And I became addicted to it quite quickly. The total reversal of my value system was slow and systemic, taking months. I was ashamed of my new interest. I hated myself for enjoying this. Yet I kept going back to it, time and time again...
It was at this time that I found my first cuckqueen. A pretty blonde girl, she tormented me sexually with verbal humiliation. I adored her. Weeks into our meeting, she fucked a Black man in front of me, and denied me the privilege to jerk off, or cum, or anything... In fact... She demanded that from now on I was never to cum without a snowbunny or black daddy's permission. She told me my little white dicklet was not worthy of being considered a cock, and thus it was not worthy of being pleased the way a man might please himself. She threatened to lock my dick up forever if I failed to comply.
Now, there was nothing that would have tattled, no way for her to have known if I breached her rule... Except that I thought she was so fucking hot that I WANTED to comply with her wishes... So I found myself beating my dick for hours, trying to find snowbunny cuckqueens to humiliate me, trying to hook them up with Black Masters so I could earn the privilege of spewing my worthless seed...
That was eight months ago.
I have came five times since then.
I have jerked off to more interracial porn than ever.
I don't even watch any erotica that ISN'T interracial porn.
And, oddly.... Even though my love disappeared two years ago, I find myself proud that I never managed to lose my virginity to her....
Because now I can proclaim that I am a pussyfree whiteboi virgin, dedicated to Black cock supremacy, and eager to serve my snowbunny Goddesses and Black Masters.
My little white dicky does not deserve to be inside of a woman. That was what Becky had tried to explain to a classroom full of white teenagers, all those many years ago. I find myself wishing that I hadn't hated her... That I'd tried to support her, instead.
Now that I've surrendered entirely, I know true happiness. <3
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Posted on : May 23, 2020
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