A Rabat, Morocco Adventure[ For A&T, and their latest (and on-going) adventures as a cuckold married couple, and the exciting future of ‘race relations’ between whites and blacks that will forever undercut the very power of white supremacy (racism)—namely, from within the wombs of white females who chose, deliberately, and intentionally, to combine their DNA with the DNA from where all of humanity originally sprang from: Africa! The road back to black is an exciting one, and can’t help but lead to a better world for all. ]Tomas stood looking at his wife who was curled up, peacefully asleep, her breath slowly coming and going. She looked so incredibly beautiful like that. He wanted to kneel down on the floor beside her, lean over and kiss her, and stroke her blond hair. However, as much as he wanted to, he decided not to, and to let her rest. Ever since they had arrived in Rabat, they had been very busy entertaining the five African men that they had invited to participate in yet another interracial breeding vacation.Tomas turned and quietly left Mara to sleep, and he closed the door behind him as he did so.She would have close to eight hours to rest and do whatever else she wanted before Jamal, Muhammad, Mamadou, Ibrahima, and Cheikh returned. As he thought of that, he had such vivid images of these five African men surrounding Anna on the bed in the other room of their suite. Tomas wasn’t gay, but nevertheless, seeing those five well-built, and extremely well-endowed African men naked, each clearly focused entirely on Mara, each so obviously eager (and very ready) to fuck her; and to unload as much of their sperm into her waiting and eager-to-be-pregnant-again pussy, that had been in a near-constant state of sexual excitation the entire time!For some, Tomas’ sexual excitation at these other men’s physiques, konya escort as well as their enormous black cocks, was the very sign of being gay, but that was a misunderstanding on their part. What many didn’t, and perhaps couldn’t, understand was that his sexual arousal was that of a cuckold; and in his willingness to accept that these other men were so much more superior to him in matters of sex, as well as in their undeniable fertility as African men, was the source from which his arousal was located the strongest!Tomas stood silently as he recalled seeing and hearing these five African men taking turns fucking his wife. The images in his mind was so crystal clear. As these images played through his mind, he felt his own, and much smaller cock, stiffening into an erection. He massaged the small bulge it produced with his finger tips for a moment, and enjoying the sensation. He picked up the camera with which he had been diligently photographing Mara and these other men as they fucked and sucked, openly, and without the slightest hesitation in front of him, and slowly scrolled through the hundred or so pictures he had taken in just the first two days; and as he did, his penis became more erect, and he felt the growing need to masturbate; which, after a few moments of viewing the photos, he did!He tugged his slacks down and looked down at his small white penis. There was no way it could ever come close to competing with any of the African men who had been fucking Mara, but he wasn’t trying to compete! Still, and largely because he knew he could never ‘measure up’ (quite literally) to those massive black cocks, he felt once again that strange, but so incredibly exciting sensation of acquiescing to his self-acknowleged sexual inferiority! This, above all else, was konyaaltı escort the defining characteristic (for him, at least) of the mentality of a true cuckold. It had nothing to do with some sort of unhealthy form of self-loathing! Not in the least. He didn’t hate himself for being sexually inferior to these other men! Maybe that was how some people might wish to interpret it, but it was at a significant variance with how he, himself, viewed himself!Though only a very small number of other men (other cuckolds like himself) would understand—but Tomas derived a great deal of sexual pleasure, and satisfaction, in his open admission of being sexually inferior! Had he been in denial of this, he would not have been a cuckold; and he and Mara would likely never married, nor would her be with her there in Rabat witnessing her second interracial breeding vacation!So, as Tomas sat quietly scrolling through the many photos he’d already taken, he also began stroking his penis.It felt good. In fact, though he and Mara had had sex together during their dating phase, and their first few months of being married, intercourse proved (for both of them) less than satisfactory, and so that aspect of their relationship ended, and by mutual consent. They had sex together, just not intercourse. Frequently he would go down on Mara’s pussy and spent time loving her pussy with his mouth, and especially his tongue, and occasionally with his fingers; and then, after that, he would masturbate sometime later—and this was enough for Tomas. So, this led to the perfect situation for both he and Mara.He hadn’t masturbated the other evening while Mara was fucking their five African guests. He’d been too wrapped up in getting some of the most fantastic photos of all of them korfez escort fucking to have the time for himself; and so, as Mara was asleep in the other room, he continued to stroke his penis. When he finally ejaculated, it surprised him by how much sperm he produced; and though it was no where near the amount that any of these other African men seemed to produce in such copious amounts, it was the best that he could manage!As he ejaculated, he couldn’t help but moan out loud as that wonderful sensation of ejaculation swept through him, and he kept moaning, eyes slightly closed, and mouth parted, with the wonderful pleasure he was feeling. “Oh—GOD!” He whispered, several times, as he felt his sperm as it spurted out his cock head, and then running down the back of his hand, and onto to his pubic hair. He never grew tired of that momentary pleasure! Masturbation had always been his main form of ‘sex’, and with Mara it remained the same, and he was perfectly fine with that. It was the perfect compliment to him being Mara’s cuckold husband! After he’d come, he sat there on the couch for a few moments resting, his once again flaccid penis still held loosely in his hand, and his sperm still laying there across his hand, and across his pubic hair; looking a lot like melted pearls.Then he got up and made his way to the bathroom, where he used toilet paper to clean up his sperm from his hand and pubic hair. He flushed the soggy mass down the toilet, and watched in silence as it swirled around and around, until it disappeared. He smiled as it did. He was happy to dispose his sperm like that. He, and Mara both, had made a kind of vow to each other than neither wanted to have any white babies. He totally agreed. So the only thing to do to assure that, was for him to not have intercourse with her, and to make sure his sperm didn’t enter her pussy—and so masturbation was the perfect (and the only) choice; and so, too, was flushing it down the toilet when he did masturbate. The toilet bowl was the perfect end-point for his DNA! The thought of that excited him, and in a way perhaps only a real cuckold husband could ever fathom.The End