DEAR DEBBY, ISSUE 5
Dear Debby,
My boyfriend wants to marry me. And I want to marry him too.
Most of the time.
But not "all" the time, and it's that other time that's the problem.
You see, every Friday night, I go out clubbing with my girlfriends and I become a whole other woman. I let all these hot black guys dance with me and kiss me. And usually, I end up fucking them. Not always. But most of the time.
So, six days of the week, I want to marry my sweet white boyfriend. But one night of the week, I'm a slut for big black cock and want nothing to do with my loser boyfriend's white dick.
What can I do?? I don't want to sacrifice my life six days a week just for the sake of my life Friday. But I don't want to sacrifice my life Friday just for the sake of my life the rest of the week, either!
Sincerely,
Split-Personality Girlfriend.
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Dear Split,
The first rule of relationships is: honesty, honesty, honesty! Let your boyfriend know your dilemma.
The good news is, he probably already knows what you're up to every Friday night. The fact he wants to marry you means he accepts it. So marry him and become his wife six nights a week. Let him know that one night a week, you'll stay single and available for all those beautiful black guys and their big black cocks. Best of all, with a loving caring husband providing for you six days a week, you can go "unprotected" on Fridays. If it's hot right now, think how much hotter it will be when you ditch the birth-control pill and the condom. As a married girl six days a week, you won't have to worry about becoming a single mother. You can let those superior black bulls breed you like you know you want. And then hubby will raise your baby!
Love, Debby.
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Dear Debby,
Can money be a curse? I landed a job making more than I ever imagined. And now I'm worried it's the worst thing that ever happened to me.
See, both me and my high-school-sweetheart wife were poor all our lives. And because we were so poor, she was always very plain-looking. But when we were suddenly swimming in money, she started learning about fashion and makeup. She even got plastic surgery.
I was elated at first, suddenly having a bombshell wife. The problem is, she suddenly got attention from other guys too, guys who never looked at Mrs "Plain Jane". Athletic guys, player guys, gangster guys. And since she was never one of the 'popular girls' at school, she didn't have any "natural immunity". So she was a super easy lay for all of them, despite being my wife.
We just found out she's pregnant by this minor-league professional athlete she met at the club. He's black, so there's no use pretending the baby's mine. And rather than slow down, she's escalating things even further. She's made an appointment to get some body piercings and she says she intends to become MORE slutty, not less. What should I do, Debby???
Sincerely,
New Money.
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Dear Money,
Congratulations on "making it"! You're feeling growing pains because you're not used to your new lifestyle.
Most rich guys' wives are more discreet. Their black lovers come over to their mansions instead of meeting in clubs. It will take you and your Mrs time to get calibrated.
Eventually the 'new money' effect will wear off and she'll settle down to a handful of regular black bulls, instead of the whole club every night. Is there some way to speed up this learning process? You could speed it up by helping her to associate with other well-to-do women like her. She grew up poor so her friend-circle right now consists of white-trash trailer-park types. So of course she's gonna go out and get fucked in the club bathroom like a cheap tramp. Get her associating with your wealthy coworkers' wives and she'll change. She'll turn her nose up to her old white-trash friends and she'll start getting her kicks discreetly with your black landscapers, your black chauffeur, etc.
Her new friends will also teach her the proper ways to deal with a black pregnancy. The two of you will go on a several-months' Carribean vacation (to hide her belly) and come back home with a lovely healthy "adopted" newborn black baby. I know it all seems scary and new right now, but that's because you're New Money. You'll get the hang of it, I promise!
Love,
Debby.
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Dear Debby,
I have a unique condition. When a guy is inside me, my breasts swell up according to the size of his penis. The bigger his dick, the bigger it makes my breasts grow.
I used to sleep around before I got married. I would seek out the best-hung guys I could find, just to see how big my breasts could get. The biggest I ever found was this 14-inch black guy. Oh. My. God. When he forced that BBC in me, my breasts got big like watermelons! He was in Heaven, sucking on my distended nipples, rubbing his face on my enormous areolas. Fuck it made me cum sooooo good.
I stopped sleeping around after marrying. I thought that size-queen stuff was out of my system. I thought I could be content with my husband's modest dicky. He loves how his thingy makes my breasts swell up a couple centimeters.
But the more time passes, the more I miss feeling my breasts swell up REAL big. Sometimes when hubby's at work I'll just sit around all day playing with my nipples. Daydreaming about having sex with REAL men so my tits will blow up like they used to. I don't want to cheat on Darling. I really love him. But I'm starting to feel desperate!