Black women

Crystal

My dear friends,

My own mother works with a woman from Nigeria. Recently, this woman showed her pictures of her daughters. My mother declared to me that white girls don’t stand a chance compared to them. My own mother—who has generally been against my connections with black women—needed only to see them with her own eyes, you see?

Of course, that’s not true; white women are better. However, black women can also make an otherworldly impression.

What I like about black women is their positive outlook on life—in this, they surpass white women. White women are a bit like Asians—often depressive and manipulative. Black women are straightforward—in a good way. They say directly what they want.

Additionally, black women are very easygoing and can be incredibly sexy and beautiful—the perfect material for a romance.

My girlfriend in Kenya had a friend—drop-dead gorgeous. She used to come to our hotel to smoke weed and enjoy some whiskey. I loved those moments when the three of us would get intoxicated with alcohol and weed. Unfortunately, it didn’t happen often—my girlfriend, sensing a threat, would frequently tell her friend we weren’t around so she wouldn’t come by.

After I returned home, my girlfriend called me with her own sister—younger and more beautiful than she was! Ahhh—the pain of wanting both but not being able to have them.

That pain is so frustrating that I resist relationships with all my might—I want to meet many women, not be tied to just one.

This year, I also plan to meet up with my girlfriend from Africa—we’ve already set a date. However, I’ve planned it so that most of the trip I’ll spend in sunny Mombasa, meeting girls, smoking weed, and having adventures. Then, in the final days, I’ll meet my girlfriend.

I’m only worried she might figure out what I’ve been up to in the meantime, and then… ooo, brothers… I’m not sure I’d come out of that unscathed. I’m serious—I don’t know if I’d survive it.

What advice would you give me to ensure success?

Limes

It amazes me how many guys are into Asians and not black women.

There was a discussion whether taller girls are a fetish.

I don’t know.

Maybe a fetish, but if so, I’ve had it since I was a child.

I remember how much I liked this girl

I had an incredible fetish for her. For that type of girl. And it stayed with me to this day.

Just look at many Kenyan women

When it comes to their bodies, legs, height, they are amazing, athletic, sexual girls. They are bursting with sex. The only thing I see in many Asian women is childlessness painted on their faces, or some kind of weak passivity, I don’t know. I don’t like them for anything other than a ‘good quiet wife’.

My theory is also that facial hair has a big impact. When I was clean-shaven, I was kind of ‘afraid’ of such blonde girls, 170 cm or taller, etc. When I have a sharp, Arab-style facial hair, not only am I not afraid, but like many Arabs, I have a fetish and want to dominate such a girl.

A lot depends on the man’s masculinity. The more masculine a man is, the more he wants a WOMAN. The less masculine, small, the more he wants an Asian or Latina.

But I’m not sure about this theory. The only problem I have with black-skinned girls is that they are a bit too ‘controversial’ with their skin to take her to a village somewhere in Europe, for example. And that’s really the only problem.

I don’t really care if a girl has a pretty, sweet face. Sex is not about a cute face, but about FIRE.

Crystal

Well… maybe I’m a bit different, but at this moment, I find the faces of Black women I’ve met more appealing than the faces of Asian women. I don’t know if it’ll always be like this, but that’s how I feel right now. Asian women’s faces bore me a little because almost all of them look the same and overly sweet, whereas some Black women really had SOMETHING in their faces. Very sexy, with a beautifully confident gaze.

Of course, the average Kenyan woman you meet will have a less attractive face than the average Filipina or Thai woman—I don’t argue with that.

However, the dream would still be to pick up a TOP white woman, and ideally in a more aggressive way—like pressing a bit, persuading her into a relationship, somewhat in the style of Charlie Zelenoff, like how he harasses Kim Kardashian. After a beer or two, push the girl until she gives in.

I’ll spend a bit more time in Europe; maybe I’ll figure out a way. One thing’s for sure—to make the effort worthwhile, she has to be TOP of the TOP.

Limes

I know that for the rest of my life I will feel pain in my heart that I was young, I had normal height, a good beard, maybe I wasn’t
some Chad but I had enough attributes to get a girl like that with a little more work;

But some kind of consolation prize is that I dated a girl in 2022 with dark blonde hair and admittedly hazel eyes,
she was 168 cm. She was a bit a few kilos overweight, but not significantly. Maybe 5 kg. Not great height, but not bad. And white.
As we hung out on a December evening, kissing by the ice rink. In a way, I achieved a small success, but it was obvious that it wasn’t it.

And it should be remembered that my Polish fiancée was a thoroughbred, fair-haired blonde with blue eyes. So I had already achieved this success,
although unfortunately, she was short, 162 cm. So it was a kind of small poker. But the game is about big poker.

I don’t know what kind of idiot someone have to be, or a weakling with a complex, to think that some Asian women are comparable to such white women.
Weakling, because I think that these guys simply feel too weak as men for such women, only with short, delicate Asian women
they gain balls and feel that they ‘can handle it’.

Once, through Tinder, I met a certain Asia. I was shocked when I saw a tall 171cm blonde waiting for me, and then we ended up at my apartment.

Unfortunately, she quickly dumped me, I guess she felt that I wouldn’t try too hard for her. Anyway, when we were riding the bus to my apartment,
I couldn’t believe that I was with such a girl. All my life with some crappy dwarf 160cm ‘girls’ and now I’m riding with a blonde 171cm

long-legged, laughing girl. Well, whatever I’ve been through, I’ve been through.

Regardless, I sincerely wish you luck so that you find such a girl. I’ll probably let it go because my honor won’t let me wade through
the thicket of rejections, but I know that if I already found out that you have such a girl, I would definitely feel some jealousy. But rather healthy jealousy.
Something like lost opportunities. Oh well, I’ll console myself with some pretty Filipina or maybe a long-legged African.

A Filipina can be a balm to the soul in that she’ll have a sweeter face than a blonde, as a result of which I’ll be able to
explain to myself that I have a sweeter girl. On the other hand, an African woman will have a body like the best possible white ‘rocket’ and here I’ll console myself that 95 percent of guys don’t have a white woman with such a body and that if I close my eyes and forget that she’s an African, then physically she’s
like the most wonderful white woman.

She can also be a brunette, she doesn’t have to be a blonde, but white.

I’ll give you an example of a dream girl with whom I’d forget about the whole world;

The one on the left. A stunner.

https://pbs.twimg.com/media/Co2_J3jXEAAGYS9?format=jpg

Look at that girl’s body, long legs, that athletic ass, that skeletal frame. NO Asian girl can compare to such a girl, it doesn’t matter if
she’s Japanese Filipina or even that tall, because it’s about the natural frame of the body, Asian women are naturally much weaker, less built.

It’s just not that level of beauty and athleticism.

This is the top of the top.

Besides, even if some Japanese women have black hair and a similar height, they simply have slanted eyes, so they will always have a flaw.

A white girl like that is the ideal of beauty, normal eyes, better height, stronger body, good hair. She simply beats every other race, that’s
undeniable. But such women are for connoisseurs, for strong men. The weaklings are left to get aroused by the ‘mysterious’ face
of the shit Asian, yuck.

Limes

Dear all,
Life is hard.

I was contemplating today, thinking about what really bothers me about these Asian girls and why I want so much
to fly to Africa to my girlfriend instead of the Philippines.

And I understood what the problem is.
SIMPLENESS.

I like this simplicity of African girls. When a girl was jealous or complained about something, I would take her by the hand, give her
a sharp slap and shake my finger and tell her to calm down or I would kick her in the ass.

Or another time, when the girls discovered each other that I was having an affair with a both of them, I started to calm them down and explain to them
that I wanted both of them as wives and that there was nothing wrong with that, my heart is capacious, I could fit both of them in it.

I remember once writing to a girl that we could try sex after coffee. And she ‘Try?’,
as if she had already agreed to this surprising message. And she was still upset that she had to try.

That’s what I’ll miss. This simple problem-solving and communication.

If something was wrong, I’d slap the girl or shout, girl, listen, everything will be fine.

Hehe, I felt like a fish in water with them.

When I look at these Asian girls’ faces, I feel that it wouldn’t look like that at all. Today I was scrolling through Filipinas on a dating site from Bohol,
I caught quite a few likes. There was one beautiful young woman, in her description she said she was looking for a caring, loving man, that she wanted to be a wife, that she would care, blah, blah.
You know, at first glance it’s good. That’s what I want. But at second glance it somehow got boring.
And I’ll just sit on my ass with this Asian girl, pretend to be a family, etc.

Eh, life is hard. I really miss the climate of Africa.

Crystal

It’s true. Although I also felt great in the Philippines and miss the Philippines, I realized that I mainly miss one particular day - the day I partied with three girls at the same time.

It was fun being one-on-one with the girls I spent time with, but in hindsight, it was a bit boring, and I don’t revisit those moments as often.

But that one day, that one night with three girls… I remember how, at night, already a bit drunk, we were walking somewhere through the streets of Makati, heading to another bar or something like that, and two girls were walking beside me while I carried one on my back!

It was a beautiful party vibe - walking like that, after drinking, with newly met girls at night. That kind of party has a completely different energy compared to one-on-one meetings.

So that first day, meeting new people, three girls - that’s what I miss a little. But it still doesn’t compare to the first day with my girlfriend in Africa; that was out of this world. It was supposedly just an ordinary day in a hotel, but the girl was immediately cooking lunch for me, dancing for me, smiling, twerking, and outside the window, monkeys were jumping around in the trees.

I remember the girl twerking her shapely backside and asking me if I was bored with her… that’s the simplicity you’re talking about - a girl straightforwardly showing she was making an effort to ensure I wasn’t bored with her.

And when we had sex… it wasn’t like sex with Asian girls, who tend to be a bit shy. Sex in Africa was fire. I remember how the girl, not caring about anything, was very loud during sex, as if she didn’t care at all if someone heard us - that’s the freedom of Africa.

Limes

Gentlemen.
They mentioned us

YES, definitely Africa and black women THIS IS IT.