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   The essence of the Southern Belle.

  In the “Black Bull” counties of the South, the terms “planter” and “farmer” were often synonymous. A “planter” was generally a white farmer who owned many slaves. While most Southerners were not slave-owners, and while the majority of slaveholders held ten or fewer slaves, planters were those who held a significant number of slaves, mostly as agricultural labor. Planters are often spoken of as belonging to the planter elite or planter aristocracy in the antebellum South.

   Southern Belles were expected to marry respectable young men, and become ladies of society dedicated to the family and community. They were always good-mannered and could make any guest feel welcome. The “Southern Belle” epitomized Southern hospitality, a cultivation of beauty, and a flirtatious yet chaste demeanor. The men they married served as companion and the one to breed with. Usually cousins, they were the product of in breeding to produce the most sexual female and most potent male children. However, the males became more feminine while the females more sexual wanton. 


   After the birth of their first child, planters would inspect the Black Bulls at the plantation and service each to know who had the best ability to pleasure his wicked wife. The wife took on all Black Bulls hoping to give birth to children with superior genes. Over time the family units developed a far reaching community of cuckold landowners. This practice still continues in corporate America. The cuckolds recruit all female members of their family and teach all males their roles as servile vessels for Black Bull sperm.


   Careful selection in the breeding of Southern Belles has influenced behavior, shape, and size of the offspring for the past 200 years. To maintain these distinctions, planters’ wives have intentionally seduced Black Bulls with certain characteristics to encourage those characteristics in her children, to secure future generations of defendants.

   Initially, being a purebred Southerner was a privilege of the wealthy.  Ritual marriages among cousins (inbreeding), have certain inheritable characteristics that can develop into a disability or disease, genetic mutation and the feminization of the male offspring. Being born a cock-sucker craving only Black Dick is one such condition. Some eye abnormalities, some heart conditions, and some cases of deafness have been proven to be inherited. 

   The Southern Belle would seduce a Black Bull into mounting her, to acquire the rich and flavorful seed into any wet hole she wanted made sore for the night. At planting and harvest times she would take on more than one Black Bull as a sacrifice according to Druid traditions. On these full moon nights she would be tied to the post where a female dog (bitch), would be mounted, and each Black Bull would take their place inside her, making sure she returns home with a full meal for her husband and enough rich sperm to impregnate her. During these times the bitch in heat would suck the Black Bulls Dick trying hard to make them empty the first load inside her hungry belly to help her ease into being bred on such a large scale. The protein feast releases a chemical into the brain of the bitch in heat and makes her feel sensations she has to hide being a “good planter’s wife”. This explosive ritual clears her and brings her balance so she can continue accepting her role as a sexually frustrated wife. Being the selfish sinner she is, these events are for her pleasure and pain only, and each Southern Belle has her own stable of hard Black Bulls, and a mate that drinks a cream pied pussy as often as possible.

   If the Southern Belle’s first child is a girl, then at the first ritual night after she gave birth to her own child within the marriage, the Southern Belle arranges for her own stable to mount and breed her daughter. If the first child in the marriage is a male, he will wait at home while his own wife is awakened through the family traditions set into place when plantations were the way of life in the “Black Bull” counties of the South.

   The essence of the Southern Belle.

  In the “Black Bull” counties of the South, the terms “planter” and “farmer” were often synonymous. A “planter” was generally a white farmer who owned many slaves. While most Southerners were not slave-owners, and while the majority of slaveholders held ten or fewer slaves, planters were those who held a significant number of slaves, mostly as agricultural labor. Planters are often spoken of as belonging to the planter elite or planter aristocracy in the antebellum South.

   Southern Belles were expected to marry respectable young men, and become ladies of society dedicated to the family and community. They were always good-mannered and could make any guest feel welcome. The “Southern Belle” epitomized Southern hospitality, a cultivation of beauty, and a flirtatious yet chaste demeanor. The men they married served as companion and the one to breed with. Usually cousins, they were the product of in breeding to produce the most sexual female and most potent male children. However, the males became more feminine while the females more sexual wanton. 

   After the birth of their first child, planters would inspect the Black Bulls at the plantation and service each to know who had the best ability to pleasure his wicked wife. The wife took on all Black Bulls hoping to give birth to children with superior genes. Over time the family units developed a far reaching community of cuckold landowners. This practice still continues in corporate America. The cuckolds recruit all female members of their family and teach all males their roles as servile vessels for Black Bull sperm.

   Careful selection in the breeding of Southern Belles has influenced behavior, shape, and size of the offspring for the past 200 years. To maintain these distinctions, planters’ wives have intentionally seduced Black Bulls with certain characteristics to encourage those characteristics in her children, to secure future generations of defendants.

   Initially, being a purebred Southerner was a privilege of the wealthy.  Ritual marriages among cousins (inbreeding), have certain inheritable characteristics that can develop into a disability or disease, genetic mutation and the feminization of the male offspring. Being born a cock-sucker craving only Black Dick is one such condition. Some eye abnormalities, some heart conditions, and some cases of deafness have been proven to be inherited. 

   The Southern Belle would seduce a Black Bull into mounting her, to acquire the rich and flavorful seed into any wet hole she wanted made sore for the night. At planting and harvest times she would take on more than one Black Bull as a sacrifice according to Druid traditions. On these full moon nights she would be tied to the post where a female dog (bitch), would be mounted, and each Black Bull would take their place inside her, making sure she returns home with a full meal for her husband and enough rich sperm to impregnate her. During these times the bitch in heat would suck the Black Bulls Dick trying hard to make them empty the first load inside her hungry belly to help her ease into being bred on such a large scale. The protein feast releases a chemical into the brain of the bitch in heat and makes her feel sensations she has to hide being a “good planter’s wife”. This explosive ritual clears her and brings her balance so she can continue accepting her role as a sexually frustrated wife. Being the selfish sinner she is, these events are for her pleasure and pain only, and each Southern Belle has her own stable of hard Black Bulls, and a mate that drinks a cream pied pussy as often as possible.

   If the Southern Belle’s first child is a girl, then at the first ritual night after she gave birth to her own child within the marriage, the Southern Belle arranges for her own stable to mount and breed her daughter. If the first child in the marriage is a male, he will wait at home while his own wife is awakened through the family traditions set into place when plantations were the way of life in the “Black Bull” counties of the South.

   Her name is Harvest.
   It takes a certain type of Catholic girl to grovel in an alley to pay the price for being a spoiled rotten bitch. A Chinese girl born into money not made in the communist homeland, but outside in the British influence which in itself is the corrosive religious colonial subjugation of the primal beast lying deep within the sleeping dragon. And the dragon is soaking wet.
   Living in Indonesia is different. Harvest is Chinese, so is her small weenie of a hubby. More of a wallet than a male, but still thinking he’s the one in control. It is taboo for a Chinese wife to even ponder sexual relations with those they see as a mere labor force. Another vice left by the English, a potion the dragoon was weened upon from her mother’s lace covered nipple. Darker skin isn’t the craving Harvest held but for now practice in the unholy rituals of the perversion of the primal need be fed. A sacrificial lamb to wallow in less then human, in her mind, sperm to coat and cover her spoiled rotten rich bitch cunt of a snobbish dog born to a cum hungry bitch. Salvation has a price and she dripped to swim in its humiliating orgasms. Something a Catholic school girl breathes in as evil but drip for when the lights go out, and the dorms hummed with shuddering hands. Until the day she becomes Sister Harvest, bred well for a purpose, to spread the word. Her husband, still the wallet. Until Harvest was free of even them, to serve the lusts My Dick stiffens for. To find salvation basking in My cum, her obsession.
   “Bless me Father, for I have sinned.”. With a finger inside her pink panties, underneath her too short skirt, she began to tell of things she knew was wrong but could not help committing. Harvest had no choice, salvation comes with a heavy price. She wore the sin of pride all over her firm body, and it showed when her double D cups were holding back her rock hard nipples. With each sentence she spoke, her finger went in deep, swam around inside her wet pussy then came almost all the way back out to feel the fresh air against her moist finger. Her confessor was well aware of her ways and his rigid member would throb with each word of lust she spilled, one word at a time, one drop of pure pussy juice at a time. The smell of a fuck rose as she continued, her confessor would leave his own puddle to match hers.
   “I was driving my car 5 minutes from home, Father, and I spotted a ricksaw driver. I park my car and called him to come over then I step out of my car and told him that he’s been chosen as a man that will shooting his cum inside me, in my mouth. He was so shock but I grab his Dick and I ask him if we can go somewhere quiet. He pointed to a security office, which is abandoned.
   I parked my car nearby and I follow him entering the small room. I was so nervous. I pull his pants down and start sucking his Dick. He had a way bigger Dick than my limp husband. The stench is bad but it makes me tingle with excitement. He was groaning a lot, and I sucked him while I played with myself, I told him that he can shoot his cum inside my mouth and I will swallow it, and I came before he did. When he shoots, his cum was so thick, so hard to swallow, and it’s really salty. He hold my head with both his hands and just forced my mouth agains his Dick. I tried so hard to close my lips so the cum wouldn’t spill out, Father. When he pulled out, I tried to swallow it all, and I could. Then I sucked his Dick again to clean it.
   Then I told him that I gotta go, he was already tired and not answering me, so I just left. I felt so nasty.
   I was walking to my car when 2 security guy spot me. They asked me why I’m here dressed like in a tight white t shirt, too short skirt, with a bra that showed and the words “Chinese slut” on my tits showing through the shirt, like some common Indonesian gutter slut, with my hair all messy. I told them that my Black Master wants me to suck Dick tonight, and earn my name for harvesting cum. I grabbed both of their Dick and smiled. I tried to undress them but they told me that I should come with them to a more private place. So I walked with them to a small, clean room. I bent down, spread my legs and I zip down one of them. The other was keeping watch outside. Again, his Dick is way bigger than my hubby’s, which makes me really love it. I start to suck his limp dick while masturbating. I told him to cum inside my bra, he’s not very patient, he just bang my head against his Dick and then he pulled out and shot his cum inside my bra. I told him that i’m happy. I told him that I need a lot of cum to make my Black Master happy. I licked and sucked it clean. He left me there and went outside, and his friend came to get me inside. He walked while zipping down his fly, he was so horny I can tell, I know my face was a mess, but he didn’t really mind it.
   I began to suck it, I sucked it hard hoping that he would cum fast, but he held it. I told him that when he chums he should cum in my mouth. I massage his balls for not long then he came. It was a lot, and I spit it out on my hand and I wiped it on my pussy. I was about to suck his Dick clean when the door opened. A middle aged man… he wanted to get his Dick sucked too. The other security guy told him about me I guess. I told him that I will suck, and only suck, no fuck, he said it’s ok. So I lick the second guard’s Dick clean as he started fishing out his Dick. It was really black, and he had really huge balls… so huge. I tried all my best to suck him until my throat and jaw is aching. The first security guy came inside and he jerked off to the sight of me sucking a stranger’s Dick. Then I remembered my Black Master said to me that I need to collect sperm. I told him that he can shoot his cum wherever on me and he came so fast I was surprised about it too. He did well staining the back of my head, he shot it inside of my already mess hair. I’m sure the guy that I was sucking is kinda horny and wanted to shoot his load soon so he jerked it on my face, he told me that he will shoot his load on my face. He made me suck his ball in between and when he shoots his cum it was a lot and he told me to spread his cum on my face. I did what he told me to do, I told him that he’s a real man, and he told me that i’m a whore. I sucked him clean and I handed him my wet panties. I told him he can do whatever he wants with it. He’s said that it disgusts him and he said that I should hold it. But then he saw my lipstick falling out of my pussy. He asked me if I want to go home, I said yes. He then followed me back to my car with panties on my hand and lipstick case on the other. He asked me what the deal with the lipstick. I told him that my Black Master wants me to keep it inside me all the time when i’m out. He told me to bend over my car and took the lipstick from my hand, he just pushed it deep inside my pussy. Then he told me to put my panties in my mouth and I needed to suck them clean… it was in the middle of parking lot… open space… I was humiliated. Then he told me to stuffed my panties inside my pussy so the lipstick case won’t be falling out. He wait for me until I finished stuffing my panties inside my pussy then he gave 2 slaps on my butt, and told me to go home. 
   I’m still all sweaty and sticky, Father, I love to be controlled, to be told what to do, to be owned. The panties is still inside, Father, my face is still covered in cum, and it’s going dry now, most of it is still wet.”.
   Never a response was heard from the veiled other side save low, hellish moans which made Harvest eyes sharpen for new prey. Never a rosary to recite, never a word of heed or of disgust, and never once turned away. The creaking oak floor from the other side of the confessing soul squeaked with a building rhythm the sisters of the convent knew well. It began the wet song of salvation coating wicked fingers and arousing delicate tongues among the true believes, one and all. The stench of Satan’s daughter’s trail of cum would fill their minds, and make the dorms hum with nimble hands. Exorcised of all that once was gospel, their primal had reason to wander.
   Harvest walked away with a trail of pussy juice leaking with each step. Cum dried on each nipple under her sheer bra. Her hair was a total disaster, but the protein conditioner will do it good.The rigid confessor moaned inside the cubicle that holds all secrets, and the sound of spewing seed is quiet in this tiny church. Harvest served Me well that night, and with this corruption in play, her deeds will truly become unholy.
   Respect is shown in many ways. Devotion and religious freedom abound. “Saya lonte milik tuan sekarang kamu anjing tidak berguna.” 
Sir
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   Her name is Harvest.

   It takes a certain type of Catholic girl to grovel in an alley to pay the price for being a spoiled rotten bitch. A Chinese girl born into money not made in the communist homeland, but outside in the British influence which in itself is the corrosive religious colonial subjugation of the primal beast lying deep within the sleeping dragon. And the dragon is soaking wet.

   Living in Indonesia is different. Harvest is Chinese, so is her small weenie of a hubby. More of a wallet than a male, but still thinking he’s the one in control. It is taboo for a Chinese wife to even ponder sexual relations with those they see as a mere labor force. Another vice left by the English, a potion the dragoon was weened upon from her mother’s lace covered nipple. Darker skin isn’t the craving Harvest held but for now practice in the unholy rituals of the perversion of the primal need be fed. A sacrificial lamb to wallow in less then human, in her mind, sperm to coat and cover her spoiled rotten rich bitch cunt of a snobbish dog born to a cum hungry bitch. Salvation has a price and she dripped to swim in its humiliating orgasms. Something a Catholic school girl breathes in as evil but drip for when the lights go out, and the dorms hummed with shuddering hands. Until the day she becomes Sister Harvest, bred well for a purpose, to spread the word. Her husband, still the wallet. Until Harvest was free of even them, to serve the lusts My Dick stiffens for. To find salvation basking in My cum, her obsession.

   “Bless me Father, for I have sinned.”. With a finger inside her pink panties, underneath her too short skirt, she began to tell of things she knew was wrong but could not help committing. Harvest had no choice, salvation comes with a heavy price. She wore the sin of pride all over her firm body, and it showed when her double D cups were holding back her rock hard nipples. With each sentence she spoke, her finger went in deep, swam around inside her wet pussy then came almost all the way back out to feel the fresh air against her moist finger. Her confessor was well aware of her ways and his rigid member would throb with each word of lust she spilled, one word at a time, one drop of pure pussy juice at a time. The smell of a fuck rose as she continued, her confessor would leave his own puddle to match hers.

   “I was driving my car 5 minutes from home, Father, and I spotted a ricksaw driver. I park my car and called him to come over then I step out of my car and told him that he’s been chosen as a man that will shooting his cum inside me, in my mouth. He was so shock but I grab his Dick and I ask him if we can go somewhere quiet. He pointed to a security office, which is abandoned.

   I parked my car nearby and I follow him entering the small room. I was so nervous. I pull his pants down and start sucking his Dick. He had a way bigger Dick than my limp husband. The stench is bad but it makes me tingle with excitement. He was groaning a lot, and I sucked him while I played with myself, I told him that he can shoot his cum inside my mouth and I will swallow it, and I came before he did. When he shoots, his cum was so thick, so hard to swallow, and it’s really salty. He hold my head with both his hands and just forced my mouth agains his Dick. I tried so hard to close my lips so the cum wouldn’t spill out, Father. When he pulled out, I tried to swallow it all, and I could. Then I sucked his Dick again to clean it.

   Then I told him that I gotta go, he was already tired and not answering me, so I just left. I felt so nasty.

   I was walking to my car when 2 security guy spot me. They asked me why I’m here dressed like in a tight white t shirt, too short skirt, with a bra that showed and the words “Chinese slut” on my tits showing through the shirt, like some common Indonesian gutter slut, with my hair all messy. I told them that my Black Master wants me to suck Dick tonight, and earn my name for harvesting cum. I grabbed both of their Dick and smiled. I tried to undress them but they told me that I should come with them to a more private place. So I walked with them to a small, clean room. I bent down, spread my legs and I zip down one of them. The other was keeping watch outside. Again, his Dick is way bigger than my hubby’s, which makes me really love it. I start to suck his limp dick while masturbating. I told him to cum inside my bra, he’s not very patient, he just bang my head against his Dick and then he pulled out and shot his cum inside my bra. I told him that i’m happy. I told him that I need a lot of cum to make my Black Master happy. I licked and sucked it clean. He left me there and went outside, and his friend came to get me inside. He walked while zipping down his fly, he was so horny I can tell, I know my face was a mess, but he didn’t really mind it.

   I began to suck it, I sucked it hard hoping that he would cum fast, but he held it. I told him that when he chums he should cum in my mouth. I massage his balls for not long then he came. It was a lot, and I spit it out on my hand and I wiped it on my pussy. I was about to suck his Dick clean when the door opened. A middle aged man… he wanted to get his Dick sucked too. The other security guy told him about me I guess. I told him that I will suck, and only suck, no fuck, he said it’s ok. So I lick the second guard’s Dick clean as he started fishing out his Dick. It was really black, and he had really huge balls… so huge. I tried all my best to suck him until my throat and jaw is aching. The first security guy came inside and he jerked off to the sight of me sucking a stranger’s Dick. Then I remembered my Black Master said to me that I need to collect sperm. I told him that he can shoot his cum wherever on me and he came so fast I was surprised about it too. He did well staining the back of my head, he shot it inside of my already mess hair. I’m sure the guy that I was sucking is kinda horny and wanted to shoot his load soon so he jerked it on my face, he told me that he will shoot his load on my face. He made me suck his ball in between and when he shoots his cum it was a lot and he told me to spread his cum on my face. I did what he told me to do, I told him that he’s a real man, and he told me that i’m a whore. I sucked him clean and I handed him my wet panties. I told him he can do whatever he wants with it. He’s said that it disgusts him and he said that I should hold it. But then he saw my lipstick falling out of my pussy. He asked me if I want to go home, I said yes. He then followed me back to my car with panties on my hand and lipstick case on the other. He asked me what the deal with the lipstick. I told him that my Black Master wants me to keep it inside me all the time when i’m out. He told me to bend over my car and took the lipstick from my hand, he just pushed it deep inside my pussy. Then he told me to put my panties in my mouth and I needed to suck them clean… it was in the middle of parking lot… open space… I was humiliated. Then he told me to stuffed my panties inside my pussy so the lipstick case won’t be falling out. He wait for me until I finished stuffing my panties inside my pussy then he gave 2 slaps on my butt, and told me to go home. 

   I’m still all sweaty and sticky, Father, I love to be controlled, to be told what to do, to be owned. The panties is still inside, Father, my face is still covered in cum, and it’s going dry now, most of it is still wet.”.

   Never a response was heard from the veiled other side save low, hellish moans which made Harvest eyes sharpen for new prey. Never a rosary to recite, never a word of heed or of disgust, and never once turned away. The creaking oak floor from the other side of the confessing soul squeaked with a building rhythm the sisters of the convent knew well. It began the wet song of salvation coating wicked fingers and arousing delicate tongues among the true believes, one and all. The stench of Satan’s daughter’s trail of cum would fill their minds, and make the dorms hum with nimble hands. Exorcised of all that once was gospel, their primal had reason to wander.

   Harvest walked away with a trail of pussy juice leaking with each step. Cum dried on each nipple under her sheer bra. Her hair was a total disaster, but the protein conditioner will do it good.The rigid confessor moaned inside the cubicle that holds all secrets, and the sound of spewing seed is quiet in this tiny church. Harvest served Me well that night, and with this corruption in play, her deeds will truly become unholy.

   Respect is shown in many ways. Devotion and religious freedom abound. “Saya lonte milik tuan sekarang kamu anjing tidak berguna.” 

Sir

http://sinsofasouthernbelle.blogspot.com

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Hi, I an a 30 something white female and married. My husband has no idea I want this. I am very interested in trying what I hope will be my first of many BBC. I have been talking with my GF who has been with a few black men and has told me many wild stories. I know I am ready to let my body to taken by a black man in any way he see fit. The idea of being taken by more than one is such a turn on for me. I want to feel the power and full length of a BBC. I am hoping for a guy over 9”. Feeling that in my little white fussy would be amazing.  Please advise on the easiest way to prepare my pushy for such a large undertaking.

Thanks Julie

Lot’s and lot’s of big dildo’s to get you ready start out with something at least 10 inches long and 1.75 inches thick then work your way up to at least 2.25 inches in thickness that should get you nice and ready.

Another important thing when it comes to black guys don’t expect to be made love to I found black guys rarely make love it’s more like power fucking to them. 

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Hi I'm a cuckoldress and cuckold my husband with black men all the time and we love it we also have a son and daughter and I have just recently found out my daughter has been making my son suck black guys she's brought home should I say something what are your thoughts also deep down I'm really proud of them for worshipping black men does that make me a bad parent

Sounds awesome

   Ten inches parts pussy hard and without mercy for it shall not be denied. An invasive tool that hold back nothing on its long and very deep journey into the darkness she offers for the ride of her life. Ten inches licks wet lips with a fever, and creates a suction upon withdrawal that beckons a girl to moan trying to hold onto life giving air as its sucked from her very wanton soul. The rapid motion created by ten inches of snake slows to a crawl when a girl whimpers and her hips begin to buck. The slurping song a pussy on a rush sings intensifies the strokes, longer begets the animal in the hard ten inches that has found pleasure in the taking and hurting of softest lips and wettest thighs. Perpetual motion, the rocking of flesh when ten inches buries deep then denies a girl the sensation of being filled to be replaced by a craving to be hurt again and again and again until the sounds and the lights and the colors and the smells and the sense of being all fade into one swan song of pure delight in being prey. Pussy on fire fighting back to make ten inches revolt her denial and make her wet home whatever ten inches decides it should be and she loves it.
Sir

   Ten inches parts pussy hard and without mercy for it shall not be denied. An invasive tool that hold back nothing on its long and very deep journey into the darkness she offers for the ride of her life. Ten inches licks wet lips with a fever, and creates a suction upon withdrawal that beckons a girl to moan trying to hold onto life giving air as its sucked from her very wanton soul. The rapid motion created by ten inches of snake slows to a crawl when a girl whimpers and her hips begin to buck. The slurping song a pussy on a rush sings intensifies the strokes, longer begets the animal in the hard ten inches that has found pleasure in the taking and hurting of softest lips and wettest thighs. Perpetual motion, the rocking of flesh when ten inches buries deep then denies a girl the sensation of being filled to be replaced by a craving to be hurt again and again and again until the sounds and the lights and the colors and the smells and the sense of being all fade into one swan song of pure delight in being prey. Pussy on fire fighting back to make ten inches revolt her denial and make her wet home whatever ten inches decides it should be and she loves it.

Sir