The Zulu Guide on How To Breed White Women over 50

A Malibu suburb, 7:15pm. A meeting of the members of the Zulu Society was in order. The Zulu society was a private club for Black men (and some women) in the area. The base of operations was an expensive piece of real estate overlooking the Hills. Their interests were to use sexual perversion to further the Black race. Their leader, who went by the false name Mbutu had an order of affairs to take. Tonight’s meeting was regarding the means of furthering the Black population in the area. Their “campaign” had been successful so far, via engaging Black and Latina women in sexual encounters. Some encounters had been as simple as one-on-one sex after a date. Other encounters, however, were much more sordid. Alpha Black males bringing their Black and Latina female counterparts to their headquarters in large amounts, engaging in long, hard and sweaty orgies; thick and long black cock, pumping in brown, juicy pussies, always bareback, for the sole purpose of breeding their sisters-in-arms, planting their seeds in their wombs for them to birth future Zulu men to continue the traditions of the society. The women at the orgies had no complaints; you could hear their moans and screams as they came all over their breeders’ cocks over and over, their sweaty bodies shaking and convulsing from their orgasms. The sight of the heavy and horny breeding would be too much for one man to bear.

As far as impregnating their own people, they had been successful. However, their intention wasn’t simply to breed. They wanted to send a message that they were no longer an unspoken minority in the area, and that they were a force to be taken seriously. A young recruit by the name of Hakeem had spoken up. “Perhaps it’s time we took our breeding to the white population of Malibu.” The members murmured and nodded in approval. Apparently, many of the members had seen the white women in the area, swimming in their private pools in bikinis that were barely there, jogging in skin tight shorts and sports bras that enhanced their toned figure. If there wasn’t a member that had already fucked at least one of them, they surely wouldn’t mind doing so. Mbutu responded to Hakeem’s suggestion. “Well-thought, young brother. However, we must consider the impact of this move. It is too easy to seduce a 20-something-year-old white woman to breed her. The younger women of this area are easy to sway, and it wouldn’t make much of a statement to see them lust for a strong Black man such as any of us in this room.” Kwame, a member of seniority, and a well-reputed member in the group raised an eyebrow, for what could be a better target for a Black man than a young white woman? “Brother Mbutu, what are you suggesting, if not to breed the young and fertile white women in the area? It’s common sense!” Mbutu replied, “But most of these women aren’t in positions of power in the community. The older generations of white women, on the other hand, are in a much greater position. Wives of politicians and big business owners; if they were impregnated with our Black seed, their husbands would have no choice but to submit to us, or fear ‘humiliation’ of their wives becoming exposed as our potential slaves.” At first, there was reluctance. However, slowly the members realized that this was a golden opportunity. Most of the older women in Malibu were over 50, rendered infertile by factors outside their control. Their days of child birthing were long behind them. If they could successfully breed these women, their husbands would have no choice but to give into the demands of the Zulu Society, and to Black men in general in the area!