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Darkwanderer

The Dark Wanderer cuckold and slutwife story archive

Jul
16
I hope my favorite race traitors are enjoying the summer! ;) Best time to get out there and serve the black race.

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The Last White Girl


The year 2051 would see the...
Jul
16
Book 15

What Suzanna thinks about what we're doing and whether I like it is now the question...

She put it pretty bluntly at one point asking me simply if I'm liking what she's doing. I asked her, "What do you think?"

She said how I respond and how I am when she does finally return home, she is sure that I am turned on by it all and commented again on how there seems to be more a urgent sense of desire and passion between us when she comes home to me. She wanted to know how I was feeling the other times, whether the other stuff she has been doing has been good for me or not. How could I respond in anything other than glowing terms of how great it is?

She asked me, "what about Saturday when you were all upset...
Jul
13
May be you remember too? Just how difficult and awkward it was to bring your girlfriend home for the first time. Just how squeamishly sensitive you were about the judgements that followed. How did she seem? How did they seem? What did that now mean about you that you had chosen a woman like this? Bringing a girl home was about so many judgements, so many transactions and transitions and that was why it was difficult. I swore that I would never bring Miranda home. Things back home were just too difficult. They were way too complex. Miranda though laughed at that. I fretted about so many things. I worried about things that could be 'sorted'. Well....maybe. The problem though was that my mother Jane was in bed with a lover called Grant....
Jul
13
We went out our front door, walked across to Cheryl's front door and rang the bell. A moment later the door opened. It was Tiffany. She was wearing a bathing suit that was every bit as minuscule and revealing as Cheryl's and Becky's.

Tiffany said, “Hi Becky and Danny. We met last weekend, but it was hurried. Let's do it again. I'm Tiffany.”

Becky said, “Hi Tiffany, I'm Becky.”

I nodded and said, “And I'm Danny.”

“Please come in. Becky I love your suit. We're going to have so much fun this evening.”

As we walked into Cheryl's living room Becky said, “I hope so. I'm really excited.”

“You should be. I met Jerome at a party two weeks ago. He's very handsome. Damon gave me to him for a night last week. He is amazing.”

Becky stared at...
Jul
11
Naked on my knees I looked up at Deke and began to suck. Hundreds of times I have been in this position with him, but never with his friends watching! My husband, yes, friends - never in my wildest dreams, did I think I would be doing this...

A few years ago, I met him at the grocery store. Just out getting my weekly list of fresh vegetables. I was in the produce section, checking the freshness of the lettuce, when to my right I felt like someone was looking at me, then out of the corner of my eye I saw movement and looked over to see the most handsome black man staring at me.

He smiled when I looked up at him. "Do you shop here often?!" I responded that I did, and he explained that he was a quality control manager for the...
Jul
11
[Being the continued experiences of Toby following on from story Castrati]

I fed on Emma while that bitch surgeon worked with her knife. Emmanuel was so turned on by the idea of that, Emma straddling me throughout the operation, that he paid for the thing to be filmed. I remember how bright and white the theatre looked, but the table was done up much more to look like a single bed. It was covered in a white latex material that could be cleaned down and there were restraints for the arms and the legs in case you moved and hurt yourself or I suppose the surgeon whilst the op was done under local. Emma was wearing a tiny white dress, the hem so fucking high the wisps of pussy hair were peeping out on show. The surgeon said how 'feline...
Jul
10
On my black boyfriend Deke's birthday, in 2016, my husband and I dropped by my his apartment to give him his present.

We knocked on the door, and I heard Deke from inside, telling us to come on in.

When we walked in, Deke was sitting around watching a surfing competition with a couple of his friends. He introduced me and my husband to his two friends, Jon and Chris. We all said hello and I walked over to where Deke was sitting on the couch, said, "Hi baby" and gave him a sexy wet kiss as his friends look on.

They both looked back and forth from my husband to Deke and shrugged their shoulders. Not sure what they knew before that moment, but that kiss and next few minutes revealed everything they may have been wondering, about who I...
Jul
10
Out of Afrika

A Fantasy created by International Writers Curt B, Julie Van and Wunderboi

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Chapter 19

Nord Rhein Westphalia is not the prettiest area of Germany but it wasn’t beauty that Oskar was seeking on his latest mission of spreading the Rhino philosophy; no, he had identified the industrial Rheinland as being fertile ground for planting the seeds of Black dominance over a fiercely conservative white population. Given their history and their latent sense of racial superiority he relished the thought of upsetting the established order and establishing a new ‘Master Race’. He regarded the proposition of introducing the ‘Rhino way’ to this somewhat arrogant nation as being a...
Jul
10
Nothing would ever permit a British doctor to 'sort out' what Emma wanted done with me. So she went dark web and made contact with a surgeon from some place in Africa. We could meet up it was suggested at a very discreet, a very clean clinic some place outside Tunis. Emma showed me the little video clip that she had from the surgeon. It was a woman! She was dark skinned, really quite exotic looking and may be she was Nigerian. At any rate, I formed the impression that she was from a western part of Africa. The surgeon was talking 'matter of fact' answering Emma's questions. Removing a man's balls for him had been done since time immemorial. In renaissance Italy they did it to boys so that they could sing higher and for longer as they...
Jul
10
John doesn't realise it, but he needn't have paid a cent for me to go with Bruno. The man has the most fantastic come to bed hazel eyes and a torso that promises power and strength. I would have dumped John for Bruno had the handsome mechanic indicated that that was what he wanted. still, it worked out another way for John, a much more expensive and finally a mentally ruinous way. John liked to watch me flirt with men. He liked the frisson of that. He liked the way I sent signals to them, teasing them until their cocks pointed and they just had to have me. He liked me to have a siren power over them. After a while, he admitted it. He would like to watch another man fuck me and then to reclaim me. He liked, I supposed, the idea that I...