The Black Man’s Fan Club

White women who love to be used by black men. White husbands who love to watch. What’s this all about? 

Tim Woodward had no idea, but reports from the front line…

I’d never even heard of anything like this until one day my friend Charlotte asked me to go with her to a club, just to keep her company and see that she was all right. Now, I’m fond of Charlotte and I know that she is hardly a wilting violet. In fact, Charlotte is rather more familiar than most with alternative sexual behaviour and – if we are being frank – this is based on a decade or two of enthusiastically gathered experience. So I wondered just exactly what kind of club it was that could possibly make a woman like her nervous. 

Black men. Now what is the fetish for white women having sex with black guys all about? Well, all right, apart from the obvious. Is it based on the thrill of flouting some ancient social taboo? There’s a doctoral thesis or two there, but I propose to gloss over all that here, on the grounds that it’s boring and I want to cut to the chase. As did Charlotte, for she had taken me to The Black Man’s Fan Club. 

Around half of the people at the club were white. They were mostly couples, more or less middle class and pretty obviously married. They were ordinary folk, chatting about schools and holidays, the kids at university, traffic on the M4, that sort of thing. The only thing you’d remark on was that the women were dressed in outfits their kids would have no idea their Mums owned. The short frocks and high heels were presumably kept hidden away at home. The white husbands looked pretty ordinary.

The other half of the people in the club were black. All men, all on their own. They hadn’t brought their partners with them. Funny, that. The black guys were a friendly and relaxed bunch. The atmosphere was cool and the evening began to take shape. I discovered later that the organiser, a charming woman called Helen, policed everything carefully. These guys had to be members; they could not just turn up at the door. This worked well; Helen had put together an atmosphere that was sufficiently sexually charged – but not at all pressurised and very welcoming to newcomers like us.

The purpose of the club was to allow the white couples to interact with the black guys in this pleasant atmosphere. After a glass or three of Pinot Grigio, the women began to interact with mounting (sorry) enthusiasm and we watched to see how it all worked…

The women had their fun, without having to sneak off behind their husbands’ backs. The husbands mostly stayed chatting at the bar while their wives went off to play, although some accompanied their wives, watching or sometimes joining in. The thrill of being cuckolded was obviously a big attraction for many of these husbands – and without the danger of the wives having affairs of the heart.  As for the wives, they had a great time, believe me. (I felt it my duty to observe closely, you understand.) You just knew they would be driving home afterwards in their Vauxhalls and enjoying the horny stories together.

You could see them thinking… Kids off to uni, still in love with husband, but he’s getting a bit older and not the dynamic lover he was. But look in the mirror – I still look pretty good in a short dress. Time for fun before I collect my pension. Here’s fun all right and no danger of romantic entanglement – in fact hubby absolutely loves it. Result!

My favourite was a lovely woman in her late forties, good humoured and well spoken. She mentioned that she was a Bank Manager. Later on, I wandered off around the club and spotted her in a dark corner, enthusiastically obliging several young, good looking black lads. At the same time. Some time later, she appeared back at the bar, smoothing her dress, and re-joining her husband for another white wine, chatting about the government and the weather. Twenty minutes later, there she was again, in a side room with a couple of other guys, this time with her husband present, watching happily. 

Meantime, Charlotte was chatting with a handsome black man and I could see that they liked each other. As they wandered off to a side room, she caught my sleeve to indicate that she wanted me to come too. Never one to disoblige a friend, I tagged along, not too sure exactly what my function was supposed to be. Charlotte quickly discovered that what they say about black men was certainly true in this case and soon she was a very happy bunny indeed.

Later, as I dropped her off at home, I asked what she had made of it all. Had she had fun? All she said was “Can we go again next month!” and that’s exactly what we did.  It was all such fun that I wondered on what basis I might continue going, as Charlotte didn’t really need looking after any more. Could you approach it as a guy who is not into being cuckolded? After some thought, it turned that yes, by all means you can.

The way I found to enjoy this stuff was to do it an an SM context Now, anyone with any real understanding of SM will understand that the dominant partner is there to please the submissive. The trick is to find out exactly what the sub is longing to be “forced” to do and then “force” them to do it. After some research, I found that quite a few women are very turned on by the thought of being taken to a safe and secure environment, to be used by handsome and hung young black guys, under the care of a responsible and caring dominant. Enter Diane…

Diane is a tall, cool blonde with a professional career, teenage kids, and a penchant for giving up control now and then and being told what do to. From the start, she is instructed to wear her highest heels. Having very long legs, she looks stunning – and feels deliciously vulnerable. Diane is not allowed underwear for this, so she feels vulnerable as soon as she sneaks out of the house, her long coat concealing her shortest dress. 

At The Black Man’s Fan Club, Diane is bent over a whipping bench and spanked until she is nicely warmed up. She drifts away into an abandoned state; I love to see her like that. By this time, several black guys have gathered round to watch. Ken is young enough to be Diane’s son, handsome, fit, a nice guy and seriously equipped. I invite Ken and a mate to use her. I supervise closely, taking great care of her. 

Afterwards, Diane is a very happy woman. If you like a bit of role play, you can approach the BMFC as a “hotwife” and her cuckold or as a dom and his sub. Having said all that, though, you don’t really need any pre-set agenda at all; you can just go and have fun. 

Why black men? As I said, I don’t agonise about this. There are many flavours of sexuality. Some of us are gay, some of us are straight, some like to be spanked or dress up in rubber and some of us like red hair and glasses… or is that last one just me? Maybe it’s because black men are said to be well hung. Maybe generations of racism have created a taboo that’s exciting to break. Theorise as you will, but Charlotte and Diane don’t worry about that and neither do Ken and his friends. 

The Black Man’s Fan Club is at www.blackmansfanclub.co.uk 

This article was originally published in KFS Magazine issue 1, available at www.kfsmedia.com

The Motorbunny is here – See and try it now

Running my friendly Chardmore Society BDSM parties, I’ve found that women really love the sybian. For those who don’t know, a woman sits on the sybian and controls the vibration and rotation, adjusting it just so until it’s exactly right for them and lift-off is achieved. Some women orgasm for ages, while their partners look on in wonder!

Other women say it’s a bit far out for them. Until they see (and hear) the results. Then they usually change their minds. Talk about ‘girls just want to have fun’….

Some couples come along to the parties just for the woman to take a ride ride on the sybian. I often thought it’s just a matter of time before someone came up with something better and more sophisticated. Well, now they have. The motorbunny is here and you can see it (and try it) at my parties. During the lockdown, parties are on hold, of course, but I will demonstrate within an hour’s drive of West London, or you can visit me with pleasure.

The thing I like about the motorbunny is that it is easier to control and more versatile than the sybian. The woman can control it herself with the wired remote – or there’s a bluetooth link, so her partner can control it from across the room with a smartphone. Or even from far away, which might give you some ideas. The app offers additional vibration and rotation settings, and you can use the app to let your partner control the machine, even when you are on the other side of the world!

* Super-powerful, high-quality motor delivers up to 7,000 vibrations per minute.

* Premium set includes seven attachments for versatile play. (Including one that is non-insertable)

* Features deep grips and weighs less than 18lbs for easy manoeuvrability

* Includes two covers and a one-year manufacturers warranty

* 4 stainless steel eyelets let you attach handcuffs or other restraints 

You can see and try the motorbunny for yourself at my Chardmore Society parties. I can also demonstrate within an hour’s drive of West London, or you can visit me with pleasure.

I sell the Premium Set for £1,119. 00. Shipping in the UK is free of charge.

I can quote for shipping to other destinations – just ask.

Serious enquires to tim@kfsmedia.com

More details…

Choose your favourite attachment as you select one from the seven available. The TPE attachments include a low, rub-only style; a small dildo measuring 94mm tall; a medium-size measuring 133mm and a large sleeve to fit over the middle size, measuring 133mm. 

For something a bit more unusual (and offering extra stimulation!), the silicone attachments include a textured, rub-only design (ideal if you don’t want actual penetration); a 152mm dildo with a bulbous tip and clit-pleasing surface; and a rabbit-style, 152mm shaft with a front cradle for simultaneous G-spot and clitoral pleasure. Simply pick the one you want, plug in the machine and hop on! 

As you find the perfect position, use the Bunny Rest for additional support – or let your partner sit on it to hold you if you’re playing as a pair! 

For easy storage and manoeuvrability, the deep grips make the motorbunny comfortable to move around. This, combined with a weight of 8kg and measurements of 254mm high, 336mm wide and 317mm long, make your new sex machine the perfect pairing to your play. 

This premium set also includes two covers to keep your motorbunny protected.

Remote control, interchangeable attachments for tailored pleasure

Max insertable length 152mm

Weight 8kg 

Contents of package 1 x motorbunny, 2 x nylon covers, 1 x controller, 1 x bunny rest, 3 x TPE attachments, 3 x Silicone attachments, 2 x risers, 2 x stiff and 2 x springy support rods

Videos – https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=motorbunny

The question I get asked the most is ”Where can I get a nice fetish outfit without spending a fortune?”

First, consider is whether you need to spend much at all. Most women have a pair of stockings and some high heels hidden away. Add a short skirt and a white shirt and you’re done. Maybe a shiny black raincoat and nothing else?

It’s the same for men. Ask your partner whether she likes a man in an evening suit. Don’t have one? They ave some nice ones at Marks & Spencer for under £200. Or try a charity shop – I got a great old evening suit secondhand for £50. Do you own biker leathers? What about an old uniform?

OK, so let’s say you are prepared to spend a bit of money – but not too much…

There are very few fetish clothing shops and most of us don’t live near one anyway. Realistically, you need to go online for a really decent selection to choose from. So, which of the hundreds of kinky clothing websites do you go to?

Sure, it’s cheap to buy from China, but when will you get it? What will it be like when it arrives? Can you return it? How long will that take? Is it really worth saving a little to take the risk? I don’t think so. So let’s look closer to home.

There are very many small and exclusive fetish fashion designers, especially in the UK, Germany and USA. These often do super work. However, they usually don’t have the financial backing to hold stock in all sizes and ship promptly. You often have to wait ages for them to buy the materials, make your order and send it. Then, what if it doesn’t fit? What if it just doesn’t look right when you try it on?

Having owned a well known fetish clothing business myself for a few years and run a retail store, I am pretty familiar with this. So, when people ask me to recommend a reliable place to shop for a fetish outfit, I know what to tell them…

Go for a firm that’s large enough to hold plenty of stock and ship fast, worldwide. A firm large enough to keep prices reasonable. They need to be well known and have a reputation for proper customer service.

How about a firm that has all this – and stocks both women’s and men’s clothing? Shoes to match, plus lingerie, bondage toys, even gloves!

I have known the people at Honour for many years. (Actually, I often drop in at the Honour shop near Waterloo station.)  They have just about everything you need. Plenty of stock, all sizes and not too expensive. So, for anything from a wetlook catsuit to fabulous stiletto heels, to lingerie, latex and sex toys, these are the people that I recommend.

Just click on the picture and explore. Dress up and have fun!

Tim Woodward