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Scared I will Never Get a White Woman Pregnant
I am in my late 40s.I am so scared that I will grow old and die without having a child with a white woman.
I am in my late 40s.I am so scared that I will grow old and die without having a child with a white woman.
I agree with ^this^ nice lady. I also have a bi-racial child, 11 years younger than the youngest of my three white ones, and he was a total surprise to my white husband. Although I credit my husband with having stayed with me even though I had obviously been cheating, I give more credit to the child's black father, who has stayed involved with me and the child even though I haven't left my husband. My black bull is a fabulous ** partner, the best of my life, and he's a good father, and very responsible in both areas. My child is proud of his heritage and not even slightly afraid to go out of the house.
You were blessed with a wonderful husband.I hope he stays with you for the long haul. Sounds like you are an awesome mother and wife. I am just curious,what drove you to having affairs? How did you explain the situation to hubby? Are you still sexually active with the Bull? What made you stay with hubby?How does hubby and the Black Bull relate?Thanks much for sharing and for saying nice things about your child hubby and lover:)
Hi, again, it's nice to read more from you. This was the first thing I have ever written here, though I've been reading the site and this posting for a few months. The thing that drove me to have affairs was just the usual: hunger. I needed more than hubby was providing, and our ** lives had dwindled to nearly nothing. I dated around for a while before finding my prized bull (please don't read that as racist: he asked me to refer to him that way so I do), and even then I had no intention of getting knocked up. Then, one afternoon while he was ** me in hubby's bed, he said "I want you off the pills". The moment he said that, I came like crazy, soaking the sheets. Why? I had been thinking the same thing, but was afraid to say it. A few weeks later, I was well and thoroughly pregnant. I stayed with my husband because we still have children together and at home, and because he is a good provider and a good father: he's just a lousy ** lay. :) Well, compared to the bull. But then, EVERYBODY is a bad lay compared to this bull. :) Eventually, I may get a divorce and marry the bull, but probably. He's much younger than I am and probably won't want a woman as old as I'll be then. But for now, he is -- as the Brits say -- ** me rotten. The poundings he gives me would murder a lesser woman, and he says so all the time. My husband hates him, of course, because I love him, and because he's more man than my husband ever dreamed of being, and because he's afraid of the bull. And hubby won't stay in the house when the bull is there, but that's okay, because this relationship and the arrival of our child has given me the power position in the marriage. Hubby does as he's told, whether by me or the bull, and sometimes I allow my bull to bully and threaten hubby just for fun. Just for some delicious and humiliating fun. I can totally see you taking the position of this bull in some other lucky gal's marriage. Good luck!
So covetous! Thanks for the reply.I do not see your reference to the lover as Bull racist at all. It seems like you have placed your self at the center of so much action,power and desire. I am more tamed now in my life,I may not have the desire and guts to handle a cuckold type relationship- although I am considering knocking up this one attached female with a 9 month old son,later on this year if possible.I have learned a lot from this blog.I am delighted to read each and every post/reply here.One more thing-how and where did you meet your Bull?Thanks for your contribution and please keep reading or updating as need be.
The manner in which we met was a little embarrassing and has produced some rocky moments. He was dating a younger white girl, very recently married, who I worked with (and still do). A group of women from work met out one night for happy hour, and this magnificent black creature showed up. The connection between the two was pretty obvious even though they were trying to hide it. His young girlfriend had to leave early to go home to hubby, and once she was gone, he confided in me that she was really hot and eager, but not very skilled. I confided in him that I loved black men and though I was not very young, I VERY much knew how to **, and I was regularly sport-** another black man on the side at the moment. He asked for a "test drive", which I gladly gave him, and we became a couple that night. He broke up with the younger girl that same night on the phone, and she put two and two together and knew I was to blame. It has made work more tense, but I came out the winner (BIG time) so I don't care. I want you to know that I really just love the fact that you've got the radar locked on a woman with such a new baby and are already closing in on the target. I mean, JESUS! That ** is just soooooo hot. Really too hot for mere words! And I'm going to tell my girlfriends about it today at lunch (it's the kind of inside nasty ** these ** LOVE). It's absolutely NONE of my business, but I have to know: are you already making love with her? And did you make love with her WHILE she was pregnant? Jesus, baby........everything about that relationship you have with her makes my ** throb and makes my womb ** hungry!!!!!!!! **! **!