The Black Bull Stable
It truly amazes me how a lot of guys can't grasp how I live my life. With Black guys, we eat, drink, and fuck...mostly fuck. With everyone else we hang out, have fun, and talk.
I enjoy fucking Black guys because, not only are they bigger but it's something about that black skin, especially the really dark guys, against mine that really turns me on. I don't know what it is, it just feels so...taboo. But unfortunately, once the fucking stops and the conversation starts, I start to tune out. No offense, but this is why I can't see myself marrying a Black guy.
As for everyone else, my friends at least, we get along just fine. Lots of common ground, humor, and interests. But they just don't do it sexually for me. Eventually, sure. Especially if I marry one of them. But for now, I'm just giving in to my wanton sexual desires. Is there anything wrong with that?
Only a handful of my friends know that I'm into BBC. I once had a guy fiend who found out about my Black Bull Stable and he went ballistic. To think he wasn't even my boyfriend or anything at the time. He simply couldn't handle the fact that I was fucking not just one BBC, but several on a regular basis...and not his short white cock. I think he was secretly in love with me because he was very passionate with his argument. It was almost as if he was trying to “save me from BBC” and preserving my “innocence”. Yeah right, my innocence was gone a long time ago, sweetie. (Read “Part 3” in my blog, if you haven't already.)
Unfortunately, he couldn't handle being my friend for much longer. He said it broke his heart to see me having platonic sex with so many Black guys. I felt bad, but I wasn't about to give up my Black Bull Stable just for him. Sorry.
In terms of desires, I don't think what I do is any different from a guy who lives for one night stands every weekend. But in my case, I have a list of Black Bulls who I call whenever I get horny. They all have their own lives, some single, others married. Some work days, others nights, weekends, or grave yard. A couple have family commitments like k**s or caring for a parent. While others are perpetual playboys, always looking for a quick fuck. For the most part, based on their schedules, I'm guaranteed to get at least one of them to show up in my bedroom no matter what time I call.
When I get in the mood, I just send out a mass text. Its first come, first serve with me.
More importantly, no hearts are getting broken. **Hint, hint guys**
Once one of my bulls responds, I usually have a glass of wine to relax. Then I jump on my computer and warm up to some nice interracial porn. I avoid touching myself, that way when my bull shows up at my door, I'm at maximum hornyness.
My personal record for fucking is 81 days in a row. (I was using Nexplanon at the time, great results but horrible side effects. I'll explain some other time.) My bulls never fail me. FYI, my streak ended cause I was traveling and got stuck in the airport, hundreds of miles from my nearest BBC. My longest cold streak was about two weeks when I went to Korea. Came back horny as hell.
My Black Bull Stable started with over 40 guys when I was a sophomore in college. They were mostly from the basketball, football, and baseball teams. One was from the swim team, I really enjoyed fucking him because his whole body was shaved nice and smooth. When he got hot and sweaty, his body felt ultra slick, like butter. Yum, yum!
After college, the number dropped to around 20, as guys graduated and moved away. Now, I'm down to just nine. But I've known all of them for six to eight years. I'm not the type to pick up any old BBC in a bar or club. I'm very loyal to my bulls and they're loyal to me. Besides, I don't want to catch some funky STD.
Once in a great while, an original bull will show up out of the blue and I'll give him a courtesy fuck for old times sake. For the most part, it's a pretty rare occurrence since they're spread out all over the country and rarely make it out to Seattle. Plus, they're in places I rarely travel to. So, if they really want to fuck down “memory lane”, aka my pussy, they have to make the extra effort.
Speaking of loyalty...I did have to exile one of my bulls. He tried to secretly record us fucking at his place. (Remember what I said in my bio? No photos or video of me! I have a life, career, and family to protect.) Yeah, he fucked up pretty bad, so I had to cut him out of my life. I also did it to send a message to the other bulls, so they didn't get similar ideas. After that, I made sure that we only fucked at my place, unless there were extenuating circumstances.
Would you believe that the exiled guy actually begged and pleaded with me to let him back in? I actually found him crying on my doorstep, pretty uncharacteristic for a Black man. But I guess he must have been a little pussy whipped, either that or it finally dawned on him that he was no longer going to be getting any sweets from the candy store. He had it all...FREE PLATONIC SEX! And he threw it all away! **A lesson for the rest of you guys...never let a good thing go to waste.**
As odd as it may sound, I have to admit that I've never really had a boyfriend. I think this is the result of my Christian upbringing that emphasized dating as a group rather than one-on-one. Still, I'm very happy to be single and unattached. I don't think I could ever handle the drama my friends go through.
For a while, it seemed like I was consoling friends who were having one relationship issue after another. I kept telling them to stay single, unattached and string along a few guys, just to fuck around with when you're horny. Ideally, seven. So you have one for every day of the week. ;)
Remember my freshman year roommate? I'm still friends with her and we see each other periodically. Once, after a bad breakup with her boyfriend, I invited her over so she could cry her heart out...over this two-timing jerk. Well after four hours and two bottles of wine, I couldn't take it any more. So I just blurted out, “You know what you need? You need a big fat black cock to fuck your brains out SOOOO GOOD, that you'll forget all about your ex-boyfriend...FOREVER!” I kind of halfheartedly meant it as a joke. But you know what? She stopped crying for a moment, looked up at me with her mascara stained cheeks, and said, “Oh...okay.”
I nearly fell off of my seat when she said that. But I knew she really could use some BBC loving. So, I had to work fast and called one of my reliable bulls before she changed her mind.
I had her freshen herself up while I waited for my bull. When he arrived, I explained to him the situation to see if he was willing to do me this favor. He was more than happy to oblige. (Now that's LOYALTY!)
Well, two hours later and what turned out to be some pretty intense fucking towards the end (I told him that it was her first time with a BBC, so he should start off easy on her), my bull emerged from my bedroom with a smile on his face. As he walked out the door, he said, “Hon, don't worry about the bill, this one's on the house.”
When I went into my bedroom to check on my friend, I found her at the foot of my bed looking exhausted but with the widest grin from ear to ear. I asked her if the sex was good. She said that it was , “AMAZING!”. She had the fuck of a lifetime. After nearly seven years (at the time), she finally understood why I loved BBC so much.
I wish I took a sneak peak of them fucking, especially at the end. Damn it! But I think she would have freaked out.
She never did fuck another Black guy after that, at least not to my knowledge. But it sure snapped her out of that funk. It's amazing how a good BBC fuck can empower a girl who once had self esteem issues. Now she had something to hold over her ex-boyfriend, in case they run into each other in the future. Speaking of which, I think I'm going to let her have another night with one of my bulls as her Christmas present this year. It's the gift that keeps on jizzing...err...giving.
Lots of guys have asked...and even begged me...to be in my Black Bull Stable. Many hear the calling but so few are chosen. (Hey, that's actually Biblical) First and foremost, you have to be BLACK and you need to have a REALLY BIG COCK. I prefer a minimum of eight inches. Width or girth doesn't matter too much to me, I like to vary it.
I love a well defined and ridged corona, the bottom part of the head, where it connects to the shaft. That's the part of the cock that rubs against my g-spot and drives me insane!
The foreskin must be in place and be uncut. It should fold tightly over the head and extend beyond it into a nice little rosebud. The longer the foreskin the better, because I love to roll the foreskin up my tongue as I flick the tip of the head.
A thick frenulum on the bottom part of the head is a must. All of my bulls demand that when I suck their cocks, I also slide my tongue along their frenulum. It's almost guaranteed to make them shoot their hot sticky loads into my eager mouth.
Lastly, the cock, balls, and pubes should be cleanly shaven. Rubbing my hands on sweaty, smooth, dark, black skin while I'm sucking on a cock really makes my pussy wet. A full body shave is a plus! Ideally, a well toned and defined physique makes for some good marathon fucking,.
Notice, I didn't say anything about face, eyes, smile, lips, etc. Overall facial looks don't matter too much to me...I'm only hunting for Big Black Cock!
Aside from those physical aspects, my bulls also need to be someone I've know personally for years and someone who I can trust. I don't want anyone to know about my double life.
Other than that, it's get your ass here on time. Bada bing, bada bam...get the fuck out! Leave with a big ear to ear smile. No relationships, no dates, no invitations to family functions...that's reserved for Whites and Asians.
When I go to clubbing, White guys tend to hit on me the most. They just don't seem to know when to stop pushing my buttons. The worst are the ones who try to protect me from Black guys. It's almost like they're saying that they aren't worthy of me. Well, hey, maybe you should look in the mirror yourself. You're not worthy of me either! Especially with that attitude.
It's usually at that point, I call a few of my Black Bulls over to give the White boy “the talk”. No, I don't advocate any v******e. They just reiterate to the White boy that this tiny little Asian pussy only fucks big black cock and is black owned. For the most part, they catch the hint.
On one occasion, I had a White guy who wouldn't take no for an answer and was really starting to piss me off. So I snuck away into the women's bathroom and made some arrangements with one of my Black Bulls to come by and rescue me. When I walked out, the White guy, of course, was waiting for me. As he continued to hit on me, my Black Bull walked right up to us and stood between me and the White guy. My Bull then said, “Hey Hon, you look like you could use some black cock.” My eyes perked up to him and I reached for his crotch and said, “Whoa...and it's BIG, too!” He'd then pick me up and we'd start kissing right in front of the White guy. We made arrangements for him to take me somewhere so I could fuck him. And we'd talk rather loud so the White guy could hear every word we were saying. Then my Bull threw me over his shoulder and began walking away. I waved bye to the shocked White guy and said something like, “Sorry, but I think I've found what I've been looking for.” I think we totally blew the White guy's mind. I never saw him again. Thanks God!
The only exception to me blowing off White and Asian guys would be when they're being introduced to me by my parents. I have to let these guys down a lot slower and with more tact. I'm afraid that if they get “the talk”, they might turn around and tell my Dad. Thank God my parents stopped shoving guys into my face after I told them that I have no intention of getting married until I'm at least 35 and financially secure/debt free. They were super happy when I said that, I guess they figured that their little girl had grown up and was now thinking with her head and not with her pussy.
I enjoy fucking Black guys because, not only are they bigger but it's something about that black skin, especially the really dark guys, against mine that really turns me on. I don't know what it is, it just feels so...taboo. But unfortunately, once the fucking stops and the conversation starts, I start to tune out. No offense, but this is why I can't see myself marrying a Black guy.
As for everyone else, my friends at least, we get along just fine. Lots of common ground, humor, and interests. But they just don't do it sexually for me. Eventually, sure. Especially if I marry one of them. But for now, I'm just giving in to my wanton sexual desires. Is there anything wrong with that?
Only a handful of my friends know that I'm into BBC. I once had a guy fiend who found out about my Black Bull Stable and he went ballistic. To think he wasn't even my boyfriend or anything at the time. He simply couldn't handle the fact that I was fucking not just one BBC, but several on a regular basis...and not his short white cock. I think he was secretly in love with me because he was very passionate with his argument. It was almost as if he was trying to “save me from BBC” and preserving my “innocence”. Yeah right, my innocence was gone a long time ago, sweetie. (Read “Part 3” in my blog, if you haven't already.)
Unfortunately, he couldn't handle being my friend for much longer. He said it broke his heart to see me having platonic sex with so many Black guys. I felt bad, but I wasn't about to give up my Black Bull Stable just for him. Sorry.
In terms of desires, I don't think what I do is any different from a guy who lives for one night stands every weekend. But in my case, I have a list of Black Bulls who I call whenever I get horny. They all have their own lives, some single, others married. Some work days, others nights, weekends, or grave yard. A couple have family commitments like k**s or caring for a parent. While others are perpetual playboys, always looking for a quick fuck. For the most part, based on their schedules, I'm guaranteed to get at least one of them to show up in my bedroom no matter what time I call.
When I get in the mood, I just send out a mass text. Its first come, first serve with me.
More importantly, no hearts are getting broken. **Hint, hint guys**
Once one of my bulls responds, I usually have a glass of wine to relax. Then I jump on my computer and warm up to some nice interracial porn. I avoid touching myself, that way when my bull shows up at my door, I'm at maximum hornyness.
My personal record for fucking is 81 days in a row. (I was using Nexplanon at the time, great results but horrible side effects. I'll explain some other time.) My bulls never fail me. FYI, my streak ended cause I was traveling and got stuck in the airport, hundreds of miles from my nearest BBC. My longest cold streak was about two weeks when I went to Korea. Came back horny as hell.
My Black Bull Stable started with over 40 guys when I was a sophomore in college. They were mostly from the basketball, football, and baseball teams. One was from the swim team, I really enjoyed fucking him because his whole body was shaved nice and smooth. When he got hot and sweaty, his body felt ultra slick, like butter. Yum, yum!
After college, the number dropped to around 20, as guys graduated and moved away. Now, I'm down to just nine. But I've known all of them for six to eight years. I'm not the type to pick up any old BBC in a bar or club. I'm very loyal to my bulls and they're loyal to me. Besides, I don't want to catch some funky STD.
Once in a great while, an original bull will show up out of the blue and I'll give him a courtesy fuck for old times sake. For the most part, it's a pretty rare occurrence since they're spread out all over the country and rarely make it out to Seattle. Plus, they're in places I rarely travel to. So, if they really want to fuck down “memory lane”, aka my pussy, they have to make the extra effort.
Speaking of loyalty...I did have to exile one of my bulls. He tried to secretly record us fucking at his place. (Remember what I said in my bio? No photos or video of me! I have a life, career, and family to protect.) Yeah, he fucked up pretty bad, so I had to cut him out of my life. I also did it to send a message to the other bulls, so they didn't get similar ideas. After that, I made sure that we only fucked at my place, unless there were extenuating circumstances.
Would you believe that the exiled guy actually begged and pleaded with me to let him back in? I actually found him crying on my doorstep, pretty uncharacteristic for a Black man. But I guess he must have been a little pussy whipped, either that or it finally dawned on him that he was no longer going to be getting any sweets from the candy store. He had it all...FREE PLATONIC SEX! And he threw it all away! **A lesson for the rest of you guys...never let a good thing go to waste.**
As odd as it may sound, I have to admit that I've never really had a boyfriend. I think this is the result of my Christian upbringing that emphasized dating as a group rather than one-on-one. Still, I'm very happy to be single and unattached. I don't think I could ever handle the drama my friends go through.
For a while, it seemed like I was consoling friends who were having one relationship issue after another. I kept telling them to stay single, unattached and string along a few guys, just to fuck around with when you're horny. Ideally, seven. So you have one for every day of the week. ;)
Remember my freshman year roommate? I'm still friends with her and we see each other periodically. Once, after a bad breakup with her boyfriend, I invited her over so she could cry her heart out...over this two-timing jerk. Well after four hours and two bottles of wine, I couldn't take it any more. So I just blurted out, “You know what you need? You need a big fat black cock to fuck your brains out SOOOO GOOD, that you'll forget all about your ex-boyfriend...FOREVER!” I kind of halfheartedly meant it as a joke. But you know what? She stopped crying for a moment, looked up at me with her mascara stained cheeks, and said, “Oh...okay.”
I nearly fell off of my seat when she said that. But I knew she really could use some BBC loving. So, I had to work fast and called one of my reliable bulls before she changed her mind.
I had her freshen herself up while I waited for my bull. When he arrived, I explained to him the situation to see if he was willing to do me this favor. He was more than happy to oblige. (Now that's LOYALTY!)
Well, two hours later and what turned out to be some pretty intense fucking towards the end (I told him that it was her first time with a BBC, so he should start off easy on her), my bull emerged from my bedroom with a smile on his face. As he walked out the door, he said, “Hon, don't worry about the bill, this one's on the house.”
When I went into my bedroom to check on my friend, I found her at the foot of my bed looking exhausted but with the widest grin from ear to ear. I asked her if the sex was good. She said that it was , “AMAZING!”. She had the fuck of a lifetime. After nearly seven years (at the time), she finally understood why I loved BBC so much.
I wish I took a sneak peak of them fucking, especially at the end. Damn it! But I think she would have freaked out.
She never did fuck another Black guy after that, at least not to my knowledge. But it sure snapped her out of that funk. It's amazing how a good BBC fuck can empower a girl who once had self esteem issues. Now she had something to hold over her ex-boyfriend, in case they run into each other in the future. Speaking of which, I think I'm going to let her have another night with one of my bulls as her Christmas present this year. It's the gift that keeps on jizzing...err...giving.
Lots of guys have asked...and even begged me...to be in my Black Bull Stable. Many hear the calling but so few are chosen. (Hey, that's actually Biblical) First and foremost, you have to be BLACK and you need to have a REALLY BIG COCK. I prefer a minimum of eight inches. Width or girth doesn't matter too much to me, I like to vary it.
I love a well defined and ridged corona, the bottom part of the head, where it connects to the shaft. That's the part of the cock that rubs against my g-spot and drives me insane!
The foreskin must be in place and be uncut. It should fold tightly over the head and extend beyond it into a nice little rosebud. The longer the foreskin the better, because I love to roll the foreskin up my tongue as I flick the tip of the head.
A thick frenulum on the bottom part of the head is a must. All of my bulls demand that when I suck their cocks, I also slide my tongue along their frenulum. It's almost guaranteed to make them shoot their hot sticky loads into my eager mouth.
Lastly, the cock, balls, and pubes should be cleanly shaven. Rubbing my hands on sweaty, smooth, dark, black skin while I'm sucking on a cock really makes my pussy wet. A full body shave is a plus! Ideally, a well toned and defined physique makes for some good marathon fucking,.
Notice, I didn't say anything about face, eyes, smile, lips, etc. Overall facial looks don't matter too much to me...I'm only hunting for Big Black Cock!
Aside from those physical aspects, my bulls also need to be someone I've know personally for years and someone who I can trust. I don't want anyone to know about my double life.
Other than that, it's get your ass here on time. Bada bing, bada bam...get the fuck out! Leave with a big ear to ear smile. No relationships, no dates, no invitations to family functions...that's reserved for Whites and Asians.
When I go to clubbing, White guys tend to hit on me the most. They just don't seem to know when to stop pushing my buttons. The worst are the ones who try to protect me from Black guys. It's almost like they're saying that they aren't worthy of me. Well, hey, maybe you should look in the mirror yourself. You're not worthy of me either! Especially with that attitude.
It's usually at that point, I call a few of my Black Bulls over to give the White boy “the talk”. No, I don't advocate any v******e. They just reiterate to the White boy that this tiny little Asian pussy only fucks big black cock and is black owned. For the most part, they catch the hint.
On one occasion, I had a White guy who wouldn't take no for an answer and was really starting to piss me off. So I snuck away into the women's bathroom and made some arrangements with one of my Black Bulls to come by and rescue me. When I walked out, the White guy, of course, was waiting for me. As he continued to hit on me, my Black Bull walked right up to us and stood between me and the White guy. My Bull then said, “Hey Hon, you look like you could use some black cock.” My eyes perked up to him and I reached for his crotch and said, “Whoa...and it's BIG, too!” He'd then pick me up and we'd start kissing right in front of the White guy. We made arrangements for him to take me somewhere so I could fuck him. And we'd talk rather loud so the White guy could hear every word we were saying. Then my Bull threw me over his shoulder and began walking away. I waved bye to the shocked White guy and said something like, “Sorry, but I think I've found what I've been looking for.” I think we totally blew the White guy's mind. I never saw him again. Thanks God!
The only exception to me blowing off White and Asian guys would be when they're being introduced to me by my parents. I have to let these guys down a lot slower and with more tact. I'm afraid that if they get “the talk”, they might turn around and tell my Dad. Thank God my parents stopped shoving guys into my face after I told them that I have no intention of getting married until I'm at least 35 and financially secure/debt free. They were super happy when I said that, I guess they figured that their little girl had grown up and was now thinking with her head and not with her pussy.
8 years ago
