Turning a Queen of Spades

What it means to be a queen of spades and turning your girlfriend into one too

I’ve written a post about this subject before in my post called ‘I went black, did I go back?’, and I’ve talked a bit about it on this podcast, but I’d like to write a little more about what it’s like being a dedicated queen of spades.

For those of you who are not familiar with the term queen of spades, it means a woman who prefers black men for sex and/or relationships. Some women like myself, choose to have a queen of spades tattoo to symbolize their preference, usually on a visible place on their body. I have three; on my ankle, above my pussy, and on the back of my neck.

For me, I wanted black men for sex soon after my first experience with a black man. He and I had some amazing sexual chemistry and I wanted to find someone else like him. Once I was in my first cuck relationship he encouraged me even more and then soon enough I had lots of encounters with black men and most of them were also just as incredible in bed. So that was it – after that I was hooked. Now well hung black men is all I want these days. It’s what satisfies me. It’s what turns me on. My brain is just wired that way now.

So why wouldn’t I want to just date black guys? Why do I want a cuck then? This is what people ask me all the time. It’s simple really; I need a loving cuck relationship just as much as I need big black cock (BBC). And those two things are found in two different people. I can’t have one without the other or else I will be unsatisfied in my life.

Unfortunately I live in a city that has predominantly Caucasian, Asian, and South Asian ethincities. It’s not the best place for a Queen of Spades…..sigh. This is the reason I think that no one here has recognized my QOS tattoos or approached me about them. I’m often surprised at how many black men here in Vancouver don’t even know what it means. If I make the 40 minute drive to the US border though, I find that a lot more people down there actually do know what it means.

I have managed to turn one of my close girlfriends into a Queen of Spades within the past 3 years. She came out with me one night when I met up with one of my black guys and he had a friend with him. She was married at that time but she ended up having an affair with him and since that time she has had several other encounters with black men, some of those encounters as a group with myself included. In the beginning she slept with both white and black guys but one day she said to me “You know…I don’t think I even want to fuck white guys anymore. They’re just different in bed.” I couldn’t help but laugh at the moment. I told her I knew this day was coming! She explained that she loves the confidence black men have. She said they just know that they can get what they want and it shows in the way they speak to you, the way they act, the way they are dominant in bed. Yes yes yes I agree! Haha! Unlike me though, she is not interested in cuckolding. It’s just not her thing. She wants to date black men whereas I prefer to have sex/friendships with them. Maybe she will get a queen of spades tattoo as well some day.

Venus xo

The voice of Venus

Hear the Venus story on podcast – cuckolding, Queen of Spades, BBC

A few weeks ago I was interviewed for a podcast on the subject of cuckolding. Today it aired on www.kinkycast.com

For all of my readers who would like to listen to my story, here is the link: http://kinkycast.com/archive/2017-archive/202—venus-queen—looking.html

Venus xo

Stories from summer 2017

The summer is coming to an end and although I didn’t accomplish everything that I set out to do, I did manage to have some fun here and there. Here are a few stories about my adventures.

In June I had a cuck come to meet me here in Vancouver. I didn’t really know a lot about him but since he was going to fly from the US I figured I would spend the weekend with him. He was a nice guy and we got along well. We went out to restaurants, rented a boat and spent the afternoon on the water. 

I usually prefer not to cuck a guy on the first date – that’s something I used to do and while it’s fun, it lacks meaning without the established relationship part – but I changed my mind the second day. I had been talking to a tall black guy from LA that day who happened to be in Vancouver. So I arranged to have him show up at the bar we were going to be in later that night. I kept it secret from the cuck. 

We were sitting at the bar when I saw him walk in, tall black and beautiful. He walked over, I gave him a kiss and turned to my cuck and told him to buy him a drink. He did what he was told to do and after a few drinks I said let’s all go back to the hotel. My cuck just looked at me and smiled. 

In the room I told him to sit and watch while my black bull did whatever he wanted to me. I’m not on birth control so my bull came on me, not in me, and he ordered my cuck to come closer to watch as it happened. Then I told him to clean it all up. He was a bit hesitant to do it at first because he had never done that before but I told him that’s his job as a cuck so he did it. I kissed my bull goodbye and he left. The sheets were a wet mess so I made him sleep on that side of the bed. The next day it was time for him to fly back to the US and although we had a nice weekend together, we lacked a connection beyond that so I wasn’t interested in meeting again. 

Also in June, I was having visits by a 21 year old white boy who lives here in Vancouver. He has a foot fetish so I let him worship my feet and my ass. He massages my feet, kisses my pedicured toes, and I stand above him and slide my pretty little feet as far down his throat as possible. He’s getting quite good at that. Sometimes I’ll sit on his face and let him breathe once in a while or other times I will just lay back and watch a movie or text on my phone while his face is firmly between my thighs. 

So one day he happened to mention that he’s a virgin. I told him he better do something about that because at 21 he was getting a little old for that and it would become something awkward. He said he was saving it for a girl who he really liked. Well it didn’t take much for me to take his virginity and he certainly didn’t protest. Of course I had to tell him exactly what to do and how to do it but really he’s lucky that I did that for him. His future girlfriends will thank me. 

July was a girls trip to Las Vegas and my oh my…there are a lot of beautiful black men there and we certainly sampled a few of them. 

Over the summer I reconnected with some cucks from my past, only to be disappointed yet again by their flakiness and all talk and no action kind of behavior. Sigh…..I really shouldn’t give second chances anymore. Anyways I won’t go off about that. I’ve already ranted on this blog enough before. Stupid cucks. 

In August I went to Southern Georgia with one of my black guys and had a nice relaxing vacation with loads of incredible sex. That’s my kind of vacation! Actually I really just want that every day…

For my flight home I had one of my submissive white guy friends pick me up from the airport and I stayed at his apartment that night. I was exhausted from a full day of flights but I let him bury his face in my pussy as I laid back and watched my favorite BBC porn, then repeat it again the next morning. He did everything I wanted him to do for me. Such a good boy.

This past weekend I had a new black guy from Seattle come to see me and he fucked me so good and I loved feeling his BBC slide down the back of my throat. I’m definitely adding him to my stable! 

Things will likely slow down a little in the next while but I’m still holding out hope that I will meet my future cuck husband, my life partner. I’m keeping my fingers crossed but my expectations at a sadly low level.
P.S. the photo that I’ve attached to this post is one from my own collection – enjoy!

I went black… did I go back?

I’ve always been attracted to black men. There’s something about their beautiful dark skin, the way they speak with smooth confidence, their forward approach to flirting, the way they move, their style…..and of course their reputation in the bedroom, that whips me up into a bit of a frenzy. It was my first cuck boyfriend Ryan who encouraged me to seek out hung black lovers, and that wasn’t very easy considering there are very few black men in Vancouver, but I accepted the challenge and managed to come up with a list of about 10 black men who I felt comfortable with.

I’m going to be absolutely honest here when I say, based on my experiences with black men compared to the white guys I’d been with, black men are exceptional in bed. Their BBC (big black cock), stamina, dominance, and endurance is perfection for me.

One stood out from the rest. I’ll call him Tyson. He’s attractive, kind, educated, and he fucks me like no one else. No one even comes close to fucking me like he does. It’s hard to put it into words but really I just want to share Tyson with all of the other women out there so that they can experience him for themselves. He makes me cum harder and stronger than ever before and he makes me squirt all over his huge black dick. Oh god I can’t even think about it as I’m typing this or I will get too worked up! My pussy literally craves Tyson. I had been totally missing out before him that’s for sure.

So now that I’ve gone black, will I go back to white guys? No. I will have a white cuckold but that’s it. In fact a few months ago I got a Queen of Spades tattoo to symbolize my preference for BBC. I love it.

qos

#BBCslut4life

 

Venus xo