First came the white man's apocalypse, and then the order of the black man
Much to Yusuf's surprise, a white female had moved into his territory, a healthy young blonde, ripe for breeding and bearing good child. She could be the black man's mate, once he'd captured and subdued her. Not much of a challenge for a time served African soldier perhaps, but this female was small, flighty and quick. One stray sound and she was off like the wind, racing through shadows to seek cover among the ruins and rubble. Yusuf had no hope of chasing her down, so instead he planned on outwitting her and steering her into a trap.
The female showed caution and cunning, she took heed of her senses and avoided breaking cover until the hot sun began to go down. Only in twilight would she head for the water source and on this particular evening Yusuf was ready for her, he watched her every move as he lay hidden downwind. She was a survivor and clever as such, but not so smart as to realize that following predictable behavior was a serious mistake. Yusuf was the hunter and she was his prey. Her routine was her weakness and gave him the only advantage he needed to help corner her, capture her and ultimately fuck her.
Yusuf 's plan was simple and already in place. He'd hold off a little while longer, and then close in on her from the west. Doubtless she'd break straight away, her fine legs carrying her east along the only clear alleyway, the one between what was left of two shattered tower blocks. She'd believe she was heading for escape, with a choice of two corners leading to any number of hide outs. Only both routes were narrow and Yusuf had blocked them, nothing elaborate, but enough to delay her for a few precious seconds. That's all he needed, a brief moment to catch up and grab hold of her.
There was no need to rush, though. Yusuf let her drink first, he watched as she enjoyed cool, fresh water gushing from a broken pipe. It was the only source of clean water for miles and Yusuf would crack as many white skulls as necessary to protect it. The water was his, and the pathetic remnants of the former ruling race would not be allowed to contaminate it. Weak minded white males ruined everything they touched, hence even their own women had lost all respect for them.
Yusuf always spared any stray white women, he liked their gentle ways and so he was more than happy to share his water with the blonde female. Mate or no mate she was welcome at his spring. It felt good watching her. A fine beauty had stepped into his world and she looked highly alluring in the rags she'd skillfully fashioned into a little short dress. It felt even better when she removed her dress and stood stark naked cleansing herself, first splashing her delightful body and face, and then squatting down to wash her sweetest temptation of all.
To be naked was entirely appropriate for the relentless heat, especially for someone as black as Yusuf. He could tolerate the fiercest sun and for practical reasons wore nothing but a simple loin cloth, so his only concession to long forgotten modesty was a small flap of red fabric to barely cover his large circumcised cock and balls – and even that was easily blown aside by the breeze.
Yusuf wasn't exactly shy, though. He carried himself with an air of supreme confidence, he radiated sexual power and was rightly proud of his impressive genitalia. The old world had finally come to accept the superiority of his race, unfortunately too late to halt the destructive insanity of the white man, but at least Yusuf's blonde prey would surely know her place in his presence. The thought of her submissive obedience once captured soon swelled his cock, and pleasing notions of black taking white stiffened his mighty shaft to a full erection.
That was it, he had to have her and he'd delayed long enough. Yusuf made his move while his quarry wriggled her dress back on, she was distracted for a moment, but he covered barely twenty yards before she set off. She ran fast, although her fine efforts would make no difference whatsoever to the inevitable outcome. Yusuf only needed to keep sight of her to know which corner she took. She took the left, and sure enough he soon found his temptress trapped in the alley exactly as he'd planned. She stood legs apart ready to face him, snarling and visibly fear struck.
Despite being slight and terrified, his prey didn't lack courage and looked willing to fight to the death. Yusuf walked up closer to her, but not too close because she'd armed herself with a piece of twisted steel. Being quick, she stood a chance of inflicting some serious damage with a weapon like that, so he picked up a much longer scrap of steel, something he could easily smash her head open with, not that he had any intention of doing so.
They stared eye to eye, silently weighing each other up without using words. Survivors had lost all faith in words, it was words that had led to the apocalypse. Actions were much better and the female's next ones were to soften her expression and lower her weapon, so Yusuf lowered his, and then both steel clubs were dropped to the ground. They had an understanding already, the first cautious seeds of trust had been sown and clearly no blood would be spilled in their encounter.
Yusuf moved slowly forward and the young woman didn't flinch. He reached out and wrapped his hand around her slender throat, he squeezed a little, and then squeezed a little harder. She stiffened but still offered no resistance. The captured blonde was at the mercy of a powerful, near naked black man, yet the longer he held her captive the more the fear faded from her eyes, and when her body relaxed he thought he might just have her already - and so he kissed her, and then let her drop to her knees.
With just a little kiss, the slender beauty's instinctive desire for black men had immediately taken hold. Yusuf excited her, and she began silently expressing her total submission to his supreme masculine authority. Her gentle hands caressed his muscular dark thighs up towards his buttocks, and in response Yusuf's big cock throbbed hard behind his loin cloth. She looked up at him with pleading eyes, longing for his protection and permission to pleasure him as his thankful disciple.
“I am Yusuf,” he said.
“I am Lola. Please spare me to adore you, kind sir.”
“Yusuf will not slay a woman. Do you know your place, Lola?”
“Yes, Yusuf. I am but a worthless white girl.”
“My cock doesn't think you're worthless.”
Lola smiled at his words, they were self evidently true.
“Then allow me to honor your cock, sir, and I will be yours to obey."
The loin cloth had to go, Yusuf felt overdressed for the forthcoming blowjob and his simple garb was soon dropped to the ground. He stood stripped to his army boots, with hands on hips proudly sporting a massive erection. Lola reached out in wonder to grab hold and pull hard on his thick, swollen shaft. She recognized his need and took his cock between her lips with joyous abandon.
In the twilight, surrounded by destruction, Lola sucked hard on her savior's black cock like a devout white girl should. She was enraptured by the feel and taste of Yusuf's circumcised penis and found her rightful place with her lips wrapped tight around the ridge of his bell end. She believed in Yusuf as her savior, she adored the intensity of his blackness, and she loved how he sighed as her moist lips slid up and down on his majestic, manly organ.
Yusuf's sighs urged his bitch on, she took more black cock into her wide open mouth and bobbed faster and faster on him. She was good, real good, but her master wanted more. He took a tight hold of her head, and then ruthlessly forced his long shaft deep into her throat. Poor Lola wasn't ready, and she began flailing her arms around and making the most desperate gagging sounds.
With her throat plugged with black cock, Lola tried to push Yusuf off but he was far too strong and determined. The rampaging African pillaged more and more of her yielding throat. The precious white blonde turned him on so much, but she still had to pay for the sins of her race, and so for quite a number of seconds Yusuf chose to fuck her airway like a cheap whore's cunt.
“Good girl,” said Yusuf, because fucking her throat sure puts a white girl in her place.
Lola was a subjugated, spluttering mess of drool, pre cum and watery eyes, but she was resilient, committed and hornier than ever. She clung on to Yusuf whilst she recovered, and the moment she stopped gasping for air, she returned to paying homage to his majestic manhood with kiss after kiss and long lapping licks of her tongue. Lola felt awed by his huge black balls and the girth of his shaft. Such a noble cock was one to worship, and when her mouth lovingly pleasured his glans, Yusuf was making ready to shoot.
He took strong hold again with Lola tight to him, and then steadily forced her head back and forth until he was face fucking his prize bitch with a good length of cock to the top of her throat. He gave her a few deeper thrusts and she took them just fine because this time her breathing was right. She didn't gag at all, and Yusuf's cock glided along her tongue and straight down her gullet.
Lola was a dream of a cocksucker, and in all of his excitement Yusuf ejaculated spurt after spurt into her wide open mouth. There was far too much to swallow, her mouth was overflowing, and after he'd done shooting his sperm he tenderly held her close with her face pressed against his groin. Perfection. Lola would happily have knelt there for hours with Yusuf's cock and cum in her mouth. She took great pride in having pleasured her savior, and after he withdrew it took her an age to swallow his full load. Her master's semen was delightfully globby and thick - it tasted good too, being sweet yet salty and highly addictive.
“Good job, girl,” said Yusuf.
“Thank you, sir, I am yours to please.”
He smiled and stroked her head. He wondered why white men had chosen to forsake such a wonderful young woman. They didn't cherish any of their females, instead they deliberately drove them away - so hopefully they too would be set on self-destruction, but why? The world no longer cared and neither did Yusuf.
“It's getting too dark," he said. “Time to go.”
“Go where?” asked Lola.
“You can follow if you like, but only as my bitch.”
Lola's savior immediately set off, striding purposefully back to his spring and then on to his den.
“Yusuf wait!”
He didn't respond, because it was important to Yusuf that Lola should join him of her own free will. He wanted a bitch with spirit not a captive slave, and his terms were fair and reasonable, he would fuck her and breed her, and in return he would sooner die than fail to protect her loyal devotion.
So would Lola follow Yusuf, to be repeatedly fucked and bred by him?
Of course she would, they shared the same goal, she was already his devoted disciple and no way was he leaving her behind - not to be on her own again, not in a wasteland surrounded by white savages. She needed a man to guide and protect her, a man to honor and only a strong black man like Yusuf would do. Her guardian lover HAD to be black because she too wanted to breed, and so the sweet little darling gathered herself together and went scurrying after her wonderful master – totally in love with him.
~
In Yusuf's cozy candlelit den it was all about sex and why not? Their world was close to extinction and the only real hope lay in fucking and breeding black babies. Lola understood and was more than happy to offer her womb to the cause. So Yusuf took her blonde cunt same as he took her throat, but she was so sopping wet he had her balls deep after just a few probing thrusts.
Lola had a tight but welcoming vagina, perfect for her master's meaty, African manhood. She had always known her place, and by being his obliging fuck toy she experienced euphoric levels of pleasure way beyond anything she'd ever known. Lola loved the joy of black cock, and felt as if she'd come home with her womanhood so well stretched and filled by her sexy dark warrior - An awakening moment that confirmed her instinctive rejection of white men had been right all along.
They fucked hard, never changing from the missionary position, with Yusuf repeatedly penetrating and pounding Lola in a blissful harmony of black owning white. The steady rhythm of his powerful thrusts pushed both of them closer and closer to the edge. He held her tighter, so near to delivering his load, and for Lola's benefit he slowed down and began grinding his crotch hard against hers. Her pussy gripped his shaft in response to his thoughtful screwing, and in the ecstasy of her own orgasm, she felt every last spurt of Muslim seed being ejaculated deep inside of her.
To orgasm together, black mating white, felt too good to end and they remained as they were for a while embraced as one. They laid on a bed of rags smooching and whispering how right and perfect their interracial fucking was. Lola had a need to be blacked and how lewdly she expressed it soon stiffened Yusuf's semi into another rock hard erection.
Lola felt truly blessed , and told Yusuf he could fuck her forever if he wanted to. He did, because for one reason sexy blonde pussy didn't come along too often since the whole fucking world had messed up. Lola may have been the last blonde girl alive for all he knew, same went for him as a black man, so why stop fucking because what else could they do?
Yusuf screwed and pounded his white bitch harder than ever, her beguiling beauty kept him steel hard and her sweet cunt felt ever more inviting and willing. He ached to shoot yet another load, and every time he withdrew from her gaping hole, a glistening cocktail of their fuck juices flooded from her. Their groins and thighs were all drenched by their lust. They loved their messy fucking, and God help them they were meant for each other.
Lola felt safe enough to breed, and Yusuf had someone and something to fight for.
They offered hope to mankind, and a chance to dream of a black new world order.
The End
Much to Yusuf's surprise, a white female had moved into his territory, a healthy young blonde, ripe for breeding and bearing good child. She could be the black man's mate, once he'd captured and subdued her. Not much of a challenge for a time served African soldier perhaps, but this female was small, flighty and quick. One stray sound and she was off like the wind, racing through shadows to seek cover among the ruins and rubble. Yusuf had no hope of chasing her down, so instead he planned on outwitting her and steering her into a trap.
The female showed caution and cunning, she took heed of her senses and avoided breaking cover until the hot sun began to go down. Only in twilight would she head for the water source and on this particular evening Yusuf was ready for her, he watched her every move as he lay hidden downwind. She was a survivor and clever as such, but not so smart as to realize that following predictable behavior was a serious mistake. Yusuf was the hunter and she was his prey. Her routine was her weakness and gave him the only advantage he needed to help corner her, capture her and ultimately fuck her.
Yusuf 's plan was simple and already in place. He'd hold off a little while longer, and then close in on her from the west. Doubtless she'd break straight away, her fine legs carrying her east along the only clear alleyway, the one between what was left of two shattered tower blocks. She'd believe she was heading for escape, with a choice of two corners leading to any number of hide outs. Only both routes were narrow and Yusuf had blocked them, nothing elaborate, but enough to delay her for a few precious seconds. That's all he needed, a brief moment to catch up and grab hold of her.
There was no need to rush, though. Yusuf let her drink first, he watched as she enjoyed cool, fresh water gushing from a broken pipe. It was the only source of clean water for miles and Yusuf would crack as many white skulls as necessary to protect it. The water was his, and the pathetic remnants of the former ruling race would not be allowed to contaminate it. Weak minded white males ruined everything they touched, hence even their own women had lost all respect for them.
Yusuf always spared any stray white women, he liked their gentle ways and so he was more than happy to share his water with the blonde female. Mate or no mate she was welcome at his spring. It felt good watching her. A fine beauty had stepped into his world and she looked highly alluring in the rags she'd skillfully fashioned into a little short dress. It felt even better when she removed her dress and stood stark naked cleansing herself, first splashing her delightful body and face, and then squatting down to wash her sweetest temptation of all.
To be naked was entirely appropriate for the relentless heat, especially for someone as black as Yusuf. He could tolerate the fiercest sun and for practical reasons wore nothing but a simple loin cloth, so his only concession to long forgotten modesty was a small flap of red fabric to barely cover his large circumcised cock and balls – and even that was easily blown aside by the breeze.
Yusuf wasn't exactly shy, though. He carried himself with an air of supreme confidence, he radiated sexual power and was rightly proud of his impressive genitalia. The old world had finally come to accept the superiority of his race, unfortunately too late to halt the destructive insanity of the white man, but at least Yusuf's blonde prey would surely know her place in his presence. The thought of her submissive obedience once captured soon swelled his cock, and pleasing notions of black taking white stiffened his mighty shaft to a full erection.
That was it, he had to have her and he'd delayed long enough. Yusuf made his move while his quarry wriggled her dress back on, she was distracted for a moment, but he covered barely twenty yards before she set off. She ran fast, although her fine efforts would make no difference whatsoever to the inevitable outcome. Yusuf only needed to keep sight of her to know which corner she took. She took the left, and sure enough he soon found his temptress trapped in the alley exactly as he'd planned. She stood legs apart ready to face him, snarling and visibly fear struck.
Despite being slight and terrified, his prey didn't lack courage and looked willing to fight to the death. Yusuf walked up closer to her, but not too close because she'd armed herself with a piece of twisted steel. Being quick, she stood a chance of inflicting some serious damage with a weapon like that, so he picked up a much longer scrap of steel, something he could easily smash her head open with, not that he had any intention of doing so.
They stared eye to eye, silently weighing each other up without using words. Survivors had lost all faith in words, it was words that had led to the apocalypse. Actions were much better and the female's next ones were to soften her expression and lower her weapon, so Yusuf lowered his, and then both steel clubs were dropped to the ground. They had an understanding already, the first cautious seeds of trust had been sown and clearly no blood would be spilled in their encounter.
Yusuf moved slowly forward and the young woman didn't flinch. He reached out and wrapped his hand around her slender throat, he squeezed a little, and then squeezed a little harder. She stiffened but still offered no resistance. The captured blonde was at the mercy of a powerful, near naked black man, yet the longer he held her captive the more the fear faded from her eyes, and when her body relaxed he thought he might just have her already - and so he kissed her, and then let her drop to her knees.
With just a little kiss, the slender beauty's instinctive desire for black men had immediately taken hold. Yusuf excited her, and she began silently expressing her total submission to his supreme masculine authority. Her gentle hands caressed his muscular dark thighs up towards his buttocks, and in response Yusuf's big cock throbbed hard behind his loin cloth. She looked up at him with pleading eyes, longing for his protection and permission to pleasure him as his thankful disciple.
“I am Yusuf,” he said.
“I am Lola. Please spare me to adore you, kind sir.”
“Yusuf will not slay a woman. Do you know your place, Lola?”
“Yes, Yusuf. I am but a worthless white girl.”
“My cock doesn't think you're worthless.”
Lola smiled at his words, they were self evidently true.
“Then allow me to honor your cock, sir, and I will be yours to obey."
The loin cloth had to go, Yusuf felt overdressed for the forthcoming blowjob and his simple garb was soon dropped to the ground. He stood stripped to his army boots, with hands on hips proudly sporting a massive erection. Lola reached out in wonder to grab hold and pull hard on his thick, swollen shaft. She recognized his need and took his cock between her lips with joyous abandon.
In the twilight, surrounded by destruction, Lola sucked hard on her savior's black cock like a devout white girl should. She was enraptured by the feel and taste of Yusuf's circumcised penis and found her rightful place with her lips wrapped tight around the ridge of his bell end. She believed in Yusuf as her savior, she adored the intensity of his blackness, and she loved how he sighed as her moist lips slid up and down on his majestic, manly organ.
Yusuf's sighs urged his bitch on, she took more black cock into her wide open mouth and bobbed faster and faster on him. She was good, real good, but her master wanted more. He took a tight hold of her head, and then ruthlessly forced his long shaft deep into her throat. Poor Lola wasn't ready, and she began flailing her arms around and making the most desperate gagging sounds.
With her throat plugged with black cock, Lola tried to push Yusuf off but he was far too strong and determined. The rampaging African pillaged more and more of her yielding throat. The precious white blonde turned him on so much, but she still had to pay for the sins of her race, and so for quite a number of seconds Yusuf chose to fuck her airway like a cheap whore's cunt.
“Good girl,” said Yusuf, because fucking her throat sure puts a white girl in her place.
Lola was a subjugated, spluttering mess of drool, pre cum and watery eyes, but she was resilient, committed and hornier than ever. She clung on to Yusuf whilst she recovered, and the moment she stopped gasping for air, she returned to paying homage to his majestic manhood with kiss after kiss and long lapping licks of her tongue. Lola felt awed by his huge black balls and the girth of his shaft. Such a noble cock was one to worship, and when her mouth lovingly pleasured his glans, Yusuf was making ready to shoot.
He took strong hold again with Lola tight to him, and then steadily forced her head back and forth until he was face fucking his prize bitch with a good length of cock to the top of her throat. He gave her a few deeper thrusts and she took them just fine because this time her breathing was right. She didn't gag at all, and Yusuf's cock glided along her tongue and straight down her gullet.
Lola was a dream of a cocksucker, and in all of his excitement Yusuf ejaculated spurt after spurt into her wide open mouth. There was far too much to swallow, her mouth was overflowing, and after he'd done shooting his sperm he tenderly held her close with her face pressed against his groin. Perfection. Lola would happily have knelt there for hours with Yusuf's cock and cum in her mouth. She took great pride in having pleasured her savior, and after he withdrew it took her an age to swallow his full load. Her master's semen was delightfully globby and thick - it tasted good too, being sweet yet salty and highly addictive.
“Good job, girl,” said Yusuf.
“Thank you, sir, I am yours to please.”
He smiled and stroked her head. He wondered why white men had chosen to forsake such a wonderful young woman. They didn't cherish any of their females, instead they deliberately drove them away - so hopefully they too would be set on self-destruction, but why? The world no longer cared and neither did Yusuf.
“It's getting too dark," he said. “Time to go.”
“Go where?” asked Lola.
“You can follow if you like, but only as my bitch.”
Lola's savior immediately set off, striding purposefully back to his spring and then on to his den.
“Yusuf wait!”
He didn't respond, because it was important to Yusuf that Lola should join him of her own free will. He wanted a bitch with spirit not a captive slave, and his terms were fair and reasonable, he would fuck her and breed her, and in return he would sooner die than fail to protect her loyal devotion.
So would Lola follow Yusuf, to be repeatedly fucked and bred by him?
Of course she would, they shared the same goal, she was already his devoted disciple and no way was he leaving her behind - not to be on her own again, not in a wasteland surrounded by white savages. She needed a man to guide and protect her, a man to honor and only a strong black man like Yusuf would do. Her guardian lover HAD to be black because she too wanted to breed, and so the sweet little darling gathered herself together and went scurrying after her wonderful master – totally in love with him.
~
In Yusuf's cozy candlelit den it was all about sex and why not? Their world was close to extinction and the only real hope lay in fucking and breeding black babies. Lola understood and was more than happy to offer her womb to the cause. So Yusuf took her blonde cunt same as he took her throat, but she was so sopping wet he had her balls deep after just a few probing thrusts.
Lola had a tight but welcoming vagina, perfect for her master's meaty, African manhood. She had always known her place, and by being his obliging fuck toy she experienced euphoric levels of pleasure way beyond anything she'd ever known. Lola loved the joy of black cock, and felt as if she'd come home with her womanhood so well stretched and filled by her sexy dark warrior - An awakening moment that confirmed her instinctive rejection of white men had been right all along.
They fucked hard, never changing from the missionary position, with Yusuf repeatedly penetrating and pounding Lola in a blissful harmony of black owning white. The steady rhythm of his powerful thrusts pushed both of them closer and closer to the edge. He held her tighter, so near to delivering his load, and for Lola's benefit he slowed down and began grinding his crotch hard against hers. Her pussy gripped his shaft in response to his thoughtful screwing, and in the ecstasy of her own orgasm, she felt every last spurt of Muslim seed being ejaculated deep inside of her.
To orgasm together, black mating white, felt too good to end and they remained as they were for a while embraced as one. They laid on a bed of rags smooching and whispering how right and perfect their interracial fucking was. Lola had a need to be blacked and how lewdly she expressed it soon stiffened Yusuf's semi into another rock hard erection.
Lola felt truly blessed , and told Yusuf he could fuck her forever if he wanted to. He did, because for one reason sexy blonde pussy didn't come along too often since the whole fucking world had messed up. Lola may have been the last blonde girl alive for all he knew, same went for him as a black man, so why stop fucking because what else could they do?
Yusuf screwed and pounded his white bitch harder than ever, her beguiling beauty kept him steel hard and her sweet cunt felt ever more inviting and willing. He ached to shoot yet another load, and every time he withdrew from her gaping hole, a glistening cocktail of their fuck juices flooded from her. Their groins and thighs were all drenched by their lust. They loved their messy fucking, and God help them they were meant for each other.
Lola felt safe enough to breed, and Yusuf had someone and something to fight for.
They offered hope to mankind, and a chance to dream of a black new world order.
The End
