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Race relations in the United States have improved markedly since the 1960s, although some blacks and whites still have lingering prejudices, especially in the South. I’ll admit that even being born in Alabama in 1988, and raised in the 1990s and early 2000s, many of my family and neighbors still held resentments from the racial strife in the 1960s. I tried to rise above those influences, but it was difficult.My name is Avery, and after high school I attended a moderately-liberal college in Alabama where thirty percent of the student body is black. Even though I broadened my racial perspectives a lot, I still had a few bad experiences with black people, mainly angry black girls who resented the attention I got from some of the black boys. By the time I graduated, with a double major in communications and political science, I had a biased attitude toward blacks, and was apprehensive and fearful around them.Some of the black boys tried to date me, but given my background, I wasn’t willing to go that far. I was somewhat attracted to several of them, especially those who have outgoing, aggressive personalities and who are handsome and muscular. I was dissuaded from dating them by the fact that girls who dated black boys were then often shunned by the white boys. They considered those girls to be somehow sullied and untouchable, after fucking black cocks and taking their cum. And anyway, I started dating a white boy named David in my junior year, and we were married right after graduation.David was much more biased against blacks than I was, and he got upset and tried to defend my honor when the black boys made comments about me in his presence. David is only five feet and ten inches tall and weighs one hundred and seventy pounds, so he was easily intimidated by the bigger and stronger black boys, especially when they mouthed off and pushed him around. So those weren’t good experiences for us either.I attracted so much attention since I am five feet and six inches tall and weigh one hundred and twenty pounds. My breasts are 36DDs and my ass is perfectly shaped and firm, with well defined, protruding, round cheeks, much like some of the black girls have. Even better, my hair is shoulder-length and naturally blonde and I have startlingly blue eyes.After graduation we moved to Montgomery, since David got a good job there in the healthcare industry, and I wanted to be near the seat of political activity. My goal was to work on staff for politicians and to be involved in the cyclical political campaigns as well. My timing was such that I was able to join the campaign staff of a candidate running for a seat in the Alabama House of Representatives. He happens to be a black man, and both David and I were concerned about me working for him. Most of his staff is black, and I found out that I was specifically hired as press secretary since I’m white.The candidate needed to attract white voters, and they felt that a fair-skinned, pretty woman like me with my education would be able to implement a communications strategy to help him win. We were successful and after he won, I was hired to be his press secretary when he took office.After being in that job for two years, I had earned a reputation for being effective in managing racially-sensitive issues and attracting white voters to my black candidate and Representative. The political party approached me to help another black candidate in the 2012 election cycle. I was successful in helping to get him elected and then went to work for him as his press secretary.I had become accustomed to working with the largely-black staffs of the two State Representatives and was generally treated with respect. Some of the black staff members teased me and even made innocent advances, and I learned to just laugh them off. I told David about everything that happened at work. At first, he got upset and wanted me to report them, but I played down those occurrences. He soon started teasing me about having black boyfriends at work. I knew that I could stop any harassment by simply telling the Representatives, but none of it was serious enough to warrant alienating people that way.The party leadership approached me again as the 2014 election cycle was approaching. They needed my help with a black candidate for the Alabama State Senate. By that time, I was twenty-six years old and considered to be a seasoned, political communications professional. The polling showed that the new candidate was having a particularly hard time attracting white voters, and the party felt that I was the perfect person to help him.I had developed a reputation in Montgomery political circles for being effective working for black politicians and their staffs. There were even articles in the paper that touted my success as a young white woman with black political organizations. I was teased sometimes about being a ‘white-bread’, ‘bro-ho’ and ‘chocolate-dipper’ for the black men, since I have blonde hair and fair skin, and worked almost exclusively with blacks.By then I had lost all my previous prejudices and enjoyed working with the black men. I have to admit that some of their teasing and advances were fun and even arousing at times, although nothing even the least bit intimate ever happened, at least not at that point.The new candidate’s name is Malcolm, and he has a largely-ideal back-story. He was forty-nine years old, and after graduating from high school in 1983, he served honorably in the Army for four years before going to college to earn his business degree. He then worked for a private company for four years before starting his own, very successful graphics and printing services business. He became a leader in the trade association his firm belonged to and was inspired to seek public office to help his group in the state.The politically unfortunate part of his past was his involvement in the more radical elements of civil rights efforts in Alabama. His parents are very prejudiced against whites, and they even named him after human rights activist Malcolm X who was killed by members of his own group in 1965, the year Ankara escort candidate Malcolm was born. So, over the years Malcolm has been vocal about the perceived mistreatment of black people, and his openly-expressed loathing of white people. He had allowed only blacks to work on his staff, and his hard-line had alienated the white voting base.Part of my salary was to be paid by the party and I was offered a nice bonus if I was instrumental in changing public opinion about Malcolm, as measured by poll numbers. The party forced my involvement on him with the threat of withdrawing all party support if he refused to take advantage of my services.Up to that point David was supportive of me in my success with the black politicians, and my working involvement with mostly black men. David’s boss is also black, and his racism had also mellowed. After the local paper printed a story about me going to work on Malcolm’s campaign, though, David expressed concern. He said, “You might want to reconsider working for Malcolm. My black supervisor, Darrell, saw the article and told me that he and Malcolm went to college together, and that situation might not be a good environment for you.”I wasn’t sure what he was talking about and asked, “What do you mean, David? What does he know about Malcolm that could be all that bad?”David responded, “Well, I don’t want to freak you out, honey, but Darrell said that he, Malcolm, and another one of their black friends named Benjamin made money in college by cuckolding white men and fucking their wives. I did a little research to learn what cuckolding is all about and had no idea that couples would do that sort of thing. Despite the racial conflict in those days, there were still white men who got some kind of perverse arousal out of watching and participating in having well-hung black studs fucking, inseminating, and sometimes even breeding their wives.”“Darrell told me that he was mainly in it for the money, but admitted that he obviously enjoyed stuffing those white pussies with his big cock. He also said that Malcolm seemed to take almost sadistic pleasure in dominating those white couples as a kind of grudge fucking. He even made the husbands suck his cock, balls, and ass; and then suck his cum from their wives’ pussies. From what I read, a lot of cuckolds really enjoy being humiliated, demeaned and dominated that way. I don’t know how we never heard about cuckolds before now.”All of that sounded incredible to me and I responded, “Come on now, David. Malcolm has been vetted by numerous journalists and opponent organizations. It would be pretty hard to hide something like that. Of course, now that you’ve called it to my attention, I will need to eventually discuss it with Malcolm, just to make sure we aren’t blindsided down the road. Given your previous bias against blacks, I’m a little surprised that hearing and reading about that cuckold activity doesn’t freak you out more.”I tried to put Darrell’s comments out of my mind at my first meeting with Malcolm, which was a little intimidating anyway. Both he and his campaign manager, Benjamin, are big men at six feet and three inches tall. They are also muscular and handsome. Malcolm looks a little like the actor, Terrence Howard, and Benjamin is more rugged, looking a lot like the actor, Ving Rhames. Malcolm made it clear that he wasn’t all that happy to have me working on his campaign, although both he and Benjamin were undressing me with their eyes.The first full day on the job, I spent a lot of time with Malcolm. I wanted to know everything about his past, so I could start developing press releases and communication packets that would show him in a favorable light to white voters. I learned that he experienced some racial discrimination from whites when he was in elementary, middle and high school. The worst problem came in high school when he was trying to date a white girl. She ultimately spurned him due to pressure from her friends, and that set the stage for him being ridiculed by some white students. Those experiences, when combined with his parents’ abhorrence of white people, had a lot to do with his unremitting racial bias against whites.It seemed like his hostility was sometimes directed towards me as he related those experiences to me. I tried to counter his negativity by pointing out that despite everything; there were many white people on his side who helped him achieve the American dream. He got a good education in high school, receiving help from caring white teachers, and then excelled in the Army. Then, because of his hard work and veteran’s benefits he was able to complete his college education which started him on his path to financial success in a white-owned company. So, America definitely had not failed him.We worked on his talking points to be used in public presentations, with an emphasis on things he shouldn’t be saying. Our main theme was that Malcolm is an American success story. We also developed credible responses for critics who were relentless in challenging him about his previous, publicly-proclaimed intolerance of whites. I worked with him privately for sometimes four hours a day and knew that deep down; he still had animosity for whites, including me.After about a month working with Malcolm and disseminating press releases, his poll numbers with whites began to improve. That gave me credibility with him, Benjamin, and the other black staffers. I knew that would be my best time to bring up his alleged experiences in college.So, one day when we were alone in his office, I said, “Malcolm, I need to ask you about something that I heard from my husband, David. This is a very personal and sensitive subject, but I need to know the truth, so I can prepare for any possible backlash in the future.”Malcolm stared at me intently as I related everything David told me. I was hoping that he would deny it, but he finally smiled and answered, “Damn, girl, I didn’t think I’d ever hear about that again. Nothing we did was illegal, as far as I know, and it helped pay my way through Ankara escort bayan college.”I was surprised that it was true and used vulgar language around him for the first time, for effect, when I responded, “Well, Malcolm, illegal or not, there are a lot of very conservative while folks who would be upset knowing that you fucked and dominated white couples with so much animosity. We need to be prepared in case some of your enemies find out about it.”He replied, “Listen, Avery, I’m not apologizing for anything. I was just back from the Army and in my early-twenties when that shit happened. The white couples I met with were in their thirties and forties, and they’ll be in their sixties and seventies by now. They are the ones who approached us for sex, and I don’t think any of them would want to have what we did revealed publicly. I know that it must have been my old friend, Darrell, who told David that. My campaign manger was the only other one involved, and I don’t think that he’s had any contact with your husband.”He paused for a few seconds and continued, “I’m kind of surprised that Darrell would rat me out like that, or that your husband would even tell you that kind of stuff. I’ll have to give Darrell a call since we haven’t talked in years. How did David seem to handle it? Was he real upset or anything? Did he try to get you to quit the campaign?”I responded, “David did some research to better understand the whole cuckold thing but didn’t seem to be upset about it. He just wanted me to know what kind of man I was working for and didn’t ask me to quit. Forewarned is forearmed, I guess. Does your wife know anything about those experiences, and have you done anything like that since college?”Malcolm replied, “I met my future wife, Yvonne, late in my senior year in college. She, like me, has some biases against whites. At first, she thought it was funny that I was using those couples that way and even being paid for it. She especially liked that I was fucking the white women bareback and stretching out their pussies with my big cock. Those couples never wanted us to use condoms either, since being inseminated by black men and risking pregnancy was a big part of their fantasies. So, there was always some risk of them being knocked-up with a black baby. And since they were married, I wouldn’t have even had to take any responsibility for the babies.”“After Yvonne and I dated a few months and were becoming serious in our relationship, she insisted that I stop fucking the white couples. We got married right after graduation, and she’s been more than enough woman for me since then. She has lost interest in sex over the last couple of years, though. I have to admit that I’ve thought about finding other white couples to cuckold. I’ve just been too busy to pursue it. It’ll be interesting to see if Darrell has fucked any white women since our days in college.”After talking with Malcolm about his cuckold activities, I was satisfied that I knew everything and that we should be able to keep it a secret. I tried to approach the whole thing professionally but have to admit that I thought about it more than I should have. Visions of Malcolm fucking those white wives kept flashing through my mind, and I couldn’t help but wonder how big their cocks are. David’s dick is the only one I had ever seen. It’s about four and a half inches long, so I didn’t know what Darrell and Malcolm meant when they talked about their big cocks.The campaign continued for the next week as we started making plans for our road trips to town hall meetings and other campaign stops around the state. David had not said anything more to me about Darrell’s revelations, although he was spending more time on his computer at home at night. I walked up behind him on several occasions and saw that he was on porn sites reading cuckold stories.I challenged him about that one night saying, “Why are you reading that smut, David? I was able to resolve my questions about that with Malcolm, and I thought we had moved on. Does the idea of black men fucking white wives turn you on or something?”David’s face turned red with embarrassment as he responded, “Sorry, honey. It’s just that Darrell keeps talking to me about it at work, and he brings it up all the time. Then one day when we were in the restroom together pissing, he turned my way and I saw his long, thick cock hanging out of his pants. I don’t think he saw me watching him. But later, when I showed some interest in the cuckold topic by asking him questions about it, he gave me the addresses of a few websites to go to. He thought it would be best if I read about it on my own. I hate to admit it, but it’s been fun getting into the fantasy of it, especially after seeing Darrell’s big, black cock.”I didn’t fully understand David’s attraction to the cuckold stories or Darrell’s cock, and I was too busy at work at that time to think much more about it. I couldn’t very well condemn him either, since I sometimes thought about it myself.Our campaign was enjoying increasing fundraising success. Malcolm’s uptick in the polls attracted more financial support from a black donor that I met on my first campaign out of college. He was providing us with a big motor coach to help carry out the demanding speaking tour around the state in the final six weeks of the campaign. That would allow us to spend more time on the road, without coming back to Montgomery as often to edit and disseminate our new ads and press releases.The motor coach includes offices with satellite access to internet, HDTV, and a television studio for interviews. It also includes sleeping accommodations for up to three of the technical crew, and full bathroom and kitchen facilities. Malcolm and his campaign staff, including me, would travel in the bus, but would be sleeping in hotels or motels at night, with the coach parked nearby.Our next week at work was hectic as we finished preparations for our first road trip. I even worked on Saturday. I noticed at night that David seemed to be spending even more time than before Escort Ankara on those porn sites, and I was too tired to object.Early Sunday evening I had just finished packing for the next week’s trip, when David surprised me by saying, “Come take a look at this website with me, honey. It has some great stories and pictures, and I wanted to share it with you before you leave.”I really had no interest in looking at the site but decided that I’d humor him since I’d be on the road for a whole week. I sat down with him at his computer. He first showed me a few pictures of huge, black cocks, and I was amazed at how much bigger they are than David’s dick. Many of them are uncircumcised and looked so thick and heavy, as well as being almost ten inches long. With those pictures in mind, we read a story about a white wife fucking her black boss. I was getting turned on reading the story, and David was rubbing his hard, little dick the whole time.We then looked at more pictures and read two more stories before David asked, “Would you please role-play with me, honey? Fantasizing about this by myself isn’t nearly as much fun as it would be having you involved. I’d like to give you a really rousing send off on your trip.”We went to bed, and David played the part of a black stud who was fucking me, his pretend neighbor’s white wife. That was the best sex I had had in months, and had three orgasms, even with his small dick. Then he surprised me again by switching roles to the cuckold husband after he ejaculated into me, and got between my legs to suck my pussy clean of his cum. That was definitely a first for us. I loved the feeling of having my pussy sucked clean, knowing that we were both pretending he was eating the cum of our black neighbor. I previously had no idea that fantasy play could be so arousing and understood better why David was reading those stories so much.The next morning after breakfast, David gave me a passionate kiss goodbye, and then teasingly said, “Be careful around all of those black men, honey. We don’t want you to get carried away and end up with a black baby.”It would have been obvious that he was teasing me, if not for our black, fantasy fucking the previous night. I briefly studied his face to determine his mind-set, and first assumed that he might really be hinting at me having sex with Malcolm and Benjamin, and with his blessing. Then I concluded that there was no way my previously biased husband would be hinting at me spreading my legs for and fucking black men. That was especially true since we were using the rhythm method of birth control and I was not protected.The first four days on the road were very hectic, as we met with potential voters around the state, sometimes late into the night. Friday’s schedule was a little lighter, and we had time to relax in the evening before the drive back to Montgomery on Saturday afternoon. We had an early dinner at a nice restaurant in Huntsville, and then went back to the hotel.I was a surprised when Malcolm invited me to join him and Benjamin in the hotel lounge for a few drinks. He sometimes had drinks with Benjamin and the two other black, male campaign staffers late in the evenings on the road. That was the first time I had been invited, and curiously, the other two staffers weren’t invited. Malcolm excused himself to make a phone call before he joined us in the lounge.Malcolm and Benjamin were uncharacteristically friendly and outgoing with me as we had many rounds of drinks at a corner booth in the back of the lounge. I don’t normally drink that much, and Benjamin made sure that I had another drink waiting each time my glass was less than half full. They didn’t seem to be drinking as much.I was feeling tipsy but still fairly well in control, when Malcolm said, “Avery, I just wanted to let you know that I have spoken with Darrell since our conversation three weeks ago, regarding the white wives that he, Benjamin and I enjoyed so much in college.”“He told me that he gave David some websites to go to since he was showing so much fascination with the cuckolding subject and asking a lot of questions. He even said that David showed more interest after Darrell accidently-on-purpose showed him his soft cock while pissing in the restroom one day at work. I’m just curious whether David has made you aware of his interest or shown you any of those websites? Also, since we’re alone here and can talk, do you have any more questions for Benjamin or me about our college days?”Malcolm and Benjamin are both handsome and well-build men. So, the fantasy role-play that David and I engaged in on Sunday, coupled with the effect of the alcohol, was helping me see those men in a new light. I was feeling good about the attention they were giving me after seeming indifferent to me so much of the time and bringing up those college experiences again was arousing to me.At that point I didn’t foresee anything sexual happening with those men. I was feeling playful, though, and was curious why they would be bringing all of that up. I decided to tell them, in a downplayed way, about at least part of what David shared with me, to get their reactions.I responded, “Well, David told me that Darrell was the one who kept bringing up the cuckold topic, instead of the other way around. But I have to admit that David did want me to look at some pictures and read a few stories on those websites with him.”“After reading a few stories, it was hard for me to believe that things like that happened in real life. I don’t doubt what Darrell told David, especially after you confirmed it, Malcolm; it’s just that some of those stories sounded a little farfetched. I mean, are there really white couples who freely submit themselves to hung black men that way, to be used and demeaned? And what about that whole insemination thing? Did the white wives you guys were with really want you to fuck them bareback so they could risk being impregnated by you? Did you even care if you knocked them up?”I paused for a moment and took another sip of my drink, partially to gain courage to ask my next question. Then I asked, “And, what about those big cocks they talk about in the stories? I wouldn’t have believed there are even cocks and balls as big as they described in the stories if I hadn’t seen those pictures. I’m guessing those must have been some kind of freak models to have genitals that large.”

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