1. The Dark Side


    Date: 10/21/2014, Categories: Fiction, Author: afroerotik, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    suck a dick in front of her. He hated her, hated everything she stood for, but there was something about her that made him addicted to her more than any other person on the site. Feeling full of himself, he sent her a message, a rude one in fact, saying he disagreed with everything she said and she wasn’t as smart as she thought she was, but he wanted to have a conversation with her. She responded politely and succinctly, saying, “No, thank you.” She might as well have said, “Fuck you, fuck your filthy, stinking mother, fuck your entire pathetic, useless life,” because that’s what any sign of rejection sounded like to David. Who the fuck did this uppity bitch think she was? HOW DARE SHE reject him, regardless of the fact that his message had insulted her and she truly wasn’t interested in anything he had to say! David was used to everyone catering to him, whatever he wanted he got and when he didn’t, he threw a tantrum. He fired off another message, this time, telling her what he really thought of her. “You’re fucked up. You don’t know what you are talking about. You weren’t a slave so get over it you dumb bitch.” It went on and on for a few more paragraphs with all the standard clichés white people throw around when they are trying to belittle a Black person: The Irish were enslaved and they overcame it, the Jews had the Holocaust and they overcame it, and the ever-popular, Africans sold each other into slavery. You have to give white people credit. In their efforts to ...
    prove that slavery wasn’t that bad and that Black people truly are inherently inferior, they all say the same things, regardless of the lack of merit of their lame arguments. Her response came quickly. “Let me break you. I’ve encountered lots of white boys like you. Schedule an appointment with me. It will be my great pleasure to take your money and divest you of your racism.” “I’m not racist! YOU’RE the racist,” he pounded out in response, adding that Blacks were the reason racism persisted, not whites and that he didn’t see color. David could almost type it in his sleep. He had typed it hundreds of times before, maybe thousands over the years. He was racist, the very definition of racist in fact, but as long as he said, “I’m not racist, you’re the racist,” he was assured that he was beyond reproach and as holy and sanctified as if he was sitting at the right hand of God himself. Her response was succinct. “I see.” That was it. She didn’t say anything else. “I see? What the fuck could she possibly see? What the hell sort of response was that,” he shouted out loud at his tablet. How was he supposed to respond to that? He was expecting her to be angry and defensive and she wasn’t. He wanted to put her in her place and have the last word but she didn’t give him the opportunity. That fucking bitch! He created another profile for no other reason than to stalk Mistress Desire. He became obsessed. He commented on every word she wrote, every picture she posted. He made up several other ...
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