A BBC sissy, fuck toy.
I was still in High School, it happened at a fitness center down the street from my house. I had only gone into the locker room to use the rest room when I saw him. I didn't even mean too, but I couldn't help it. My eyes were drawn to his cock as he walked by. I caught myself and looked up only to make eye contact. I quickly looked away, but not before I saw that he had winked at me. I could feel my face getting warm, I was flushed. All I could think was that I hoped he didn't notice as I walked past. As a black man would tell me years later, they can always tell when a white boy wants to suck black cock.
I could feel a desire overcoming me, strange and new, but maybe it was always there. It was not a desire for orgasm, but one of wanting to make HIM experience an orgasm. So strong, so submissive I guess, but so incredibly strong. Like getting struck by lightning, I could feel a charge through my whole body. Once in the restroom area, I stood, frozen. My mind raced, I tried to process what had just happened, but could not.
As I started to leave, without thinking, my eyes were drawn to the aisle where I had seen him walking into. Again, I did not want to look, but my eyes knew my desire before my brain did. There he sat, still completely nude. Had he waited for me? Just like before my gaze was drawn to his hanging dick. He saw it too and gestured with his hand, pointing at it. Clearly, he was asking a silent question. "Do you want my cock?" Shocked, nervous, I just kept walking. I had trouble facing the reason why I was so nervous. Did I want to? I could never admit it, but maybe I did. He stood, making his massive dick swing from side to side. And softly said, "Hey." I tried again not to look, but the urge was so strong. I could feel such desire and arousal well up inside me. He was motioning me over. So strange to feel so helpless, I did as he wanted, what I deep down wanted. He had me sit then moved in front of me. There was no one else around and I knew that from where we were, we would hear someone coming before they could ever see us.
He put his hand on the back of my head and guided my face to his hanging cock. His confidence, his dominance, I couldn't take my eyes off of it. Feeling it touch my face, warm and girthy. It made me sigh and made my eyes roll back in my head. I felt intoxicated without even a drink. I got so immediately hard. Again, my body knew how much I wanted this even before my brain did, it seemed. As if by some subconcious instinct, I started to kiss up and down his length. Was it appreciation? Was it some kind of puppy love? Feeling his warm, thick dick, feeling it swell on my lips made mywhole body tingle. It made me exhale and sigh.
"Suck that dick," I couldn't believe he said it out loud, but I did it. I did as told, I just couldn't help myself. His hand on my head, he immediately tried to push his cock down my throat. He gagged me a little, but gosh, it felt so good! Ever since, I have loved that feeling!
An, "Mmmmm" escaped my cock stuffed lips, my hands gently stroking his thighs. Yes, I guess I was his bitch. I loved it though. Big, dark, thick dick, I loved it.
"Yeah, that's nice," his words, they were a turn on, they made me oddly proud of myself. Pulling his sexy, big dick away he said to meet him outside. I wiped the saliva from my face and stood up. As I was leaving, I grabbed a handful of him, just to feel him, just to feel his heavy cock. Waiting outside, I was filled with such mixed emotions. Full or excitement, but also nerves and some shame. How could I of done that? How could I be doing this? My desire was just too strong. Fuck, I so just wanted to be his sissy, even of just once. Yes, I told myself, just once. I felt that some strange tingle when I saw him coming out. He didn't even look surprised to see me. He knew I would be there, I guess. I got into the passenger seat of his car. My hand was drawn to his crotch amd felt his massive dong through his pants. I felt like such a girl, like such a sissy fag. Like a black cock crazy fag.
Oh, it felt so good. Dizzy with lust, I moved my head into his lap as he drove. "Yeah, suck that dick, bitch." Why did that make my cock leak? I freed it and again marveled at his sexy size. Holding it's girth in my hand, I licked around it's big, bulbous head. I felt amazing on my tongue! Before I knew it, he had pulled over. I hadn't even noticed! I continued to lick amd kiss his dick and felt his hand grabbing at my ass. "You know I'm gonna fuck at ass!" He said, so matter of factly, too. His words both terrified and excited me. Was I really going to do that? Was I really just gonna be his sissy bitch? All I knew for sjre was that his words had made my cock twitch and tingle. I put my lips around his huge cock's head and moved them up and down his big, black pole. "Yeah man, suck that dick!" Fuck, why did that make me smile? I did love this didn't I!
"You gonna eat that cum, right?" I moaned, "Mmmhmm," not wanting to stop sucking him, not even for a moment. Fuck, was I gonna taste his cum? Was I going to let him cum in my mouth? Was I really going to take his load? Again, I felt that amazing tingle in my dick. He started to stroke himself, his head back, his eyes closed. I licked his glistening shaft and head like it was candy! I realized that I was waiting for my prize. Instinct had me there, waiting for his cum. Fuck, his grunts and moans, I never thought hearing a man like that could be such a turn on. Stroking and jerking his dick, ne squeezed out a thick glob of white! I just clung there, to his tip, thick and wonderful until I licked it up. I felt almost intoxicated, cum drunk I would call it. Slightly dizzy, almost fizzy feeling. Filled with desire and a primal like need, I swallowed it. I ate his cum.
When he dropped me off, he asked for my number, saying he may want to see me again. For a split second, I thought about giving him a wrong number. Every sense in my head told me to give him a wrong number, but that lust was so strong. I knew I wanted to suck his cock again! When I got home, I stripped down naked and ran my hands over my chest, hips and thighs. My cock was still wet and sticky from pre cum. Would I let him fuck me? I rolled to my side and let my hand run over my ass. My hole seemed hungry for it. I touched my opening, thinking about it being his touch. I imagined feeling and taking his cumshot. I rolled back over and stroked myself off. Shaking, quaking sensations and then long ropes of sticky, salty cum landed across my chest. I was almost panting! I had never been so turned on or cummed so hard!
Days later, I realized that waiting for his call was all I could think about. I even went back to the gym, hoping to see him. I had started to masturbate my hole, thinking of him, getting ready, stretching it out. I also realized that maybe I was his bitch. Maybe I did want to be his sissy. Maybe just once, I told myself. I was almost giddy with excitement when I heard from him again. Although I did everything not to show it and I'd certainly never admit it.
I did feel embarrassed. I didn't want anyone to see me getting picked up. My imagination had me thinking that everyone would see right through me and know my intentions. Getting in the car with an older black guy that no one knew, I thought would lead to questions that I did not want to answer. Seeing him drive up gave me goose bumps. I had such an urge to touch myself! It was almost Pavlovian. I might as well of just dropped to my knees and opened my slutty mouth.
I sat in my seat, but he told me to come closer. Nervous, not wanting to be seen, but still I did it. "Yeah, come closer, baby." Oh, that tingle in my brain, up my spine, in my cock. I got turned on just from his voice, just from being close. "You want that big, black dick again don't you?" I was a little embarrassed to say it, but it was true. Also, I knew that he was going to want me to say it, out loud. I had become so aroused just thinking about it. "Yes, I want your big, black cock." It was surprisingly exciting to say it. "You gonna give me that ass, too. Right?" Sheepishly, I told him, "Yes."
When we got to inside his apartment, he just let me stand there. It must of been a game, a power play. Eventually, he sat down on the sofa and called over. "Get over here and service this dick," he said. He wanted me on my knees, I guess I wanted that, too. I knew that huge, beautiful cock was so close. I was already hard when I started to undo his pants and slide them down. "Take em all the way off," he said. I took off his shoes and pulled off his pants. I moved between his legs, my eyes glued to his manhood. How could it create such urgency and passion within me? Fuck, hanging black cock is so sexy! I licked it's length and sucked on his massive balls. They felt so big and warm on my lips as his girthy dick swelled. Shamelessly, I licked and sucked him, making him hard and what seemed impossibly huge.
"Stand up, get them pants off!" I had no doubt what wasto come next. This was it, this was everything. I stood, took off my pants and turned around. He slapped my ass cheeks, making them sting. I felt him smear lube on my hole and push a finger inside me. "Yeah, you ready, bitch." He grabbed my hips and lowered my down, making me squat above his cock. I felt what I thought could of been a small apple trying to push into me! One hand pulling me down, one hand guiding his cock, he penetrated me with almost a pop. I whinced and cried out in pain. "Relax that hole, baby." I happened so fast, I didn't have any idea what I was in for, not like this anyways. I felt impaled on a massive black pole. I actually was, that was exactly what I was. Slowly, he started to move me. His fingers gripping into my sides, they moved me up and down, back and forth. I was getting fucked. I was taking cock. As my hole opened up, he pushed into me deeper. Pre cum ****** from my soft cock, I thought I might cum without even getting an erection! I started to feel so incredible, so kinky, so used and wonderfully slutty. I even moaned and bounced on him a little. He loved it! "Haha, yeah, fuck that cock slut!"
My hole, now well used and stretched out, he pushed me off him and stood up. Moving me against a wall, I felt his huge dick push between my cheeks and back in me. I felt so sore, but I just loved him inside me. Hands holding my hips, he fucked me harder now. Air escaped my lungs with each of his deep, hard thrusts. He was breathing harder now, too. Sex sounds filled the air until he grunted and bottomed out inside me, spilling his load, filling me up with his cum. I could only stand there, trying to catch me breath, hearing his breath close in my ear. I actually wished he would kiss me! I felt so wonderfully, almost girly. Having his seed in me felt transforming, like he had marked me, like I was now his.
Now, I seemed to crave his cum. So quickly everything had changed, it was all I could think about, in class, at home. I just thought about seeing him again. I'd day dream about feeling him inside me again or watching his thick, white jizz ooze out of his thick, fat tip. Fuck, I'd love to see that again and to lick it all up off him. I just couldn't take it, I felt impossibly addicted. I started hanging out near his place, hoping to catch him. Call me his sissy, call me his bitch, I didn't care. I guess I really was now, anyways. Finally, I saw his car pull up and with such excitement, I went over close enough that he could see me. So funny to think about, but the slighest things thrilled me. When he saw me, he gave me a slight smile. Yes, it thrilled me.
Behind his closed door, he told me to strip down. I stood there naked as he went about his business. So strange, but it only heightened my need and arousal. He'd walk by and slap my ass of pull on my nipples, but never spoke to me. My soft cock was dripping! After what seemed like minutes, he stood across the room and told me to crawl to him. "Get on your knees bitch and crawl to me." I knew that big, black dick would be my prize. I did as I was told, I got on all fours and crawled to him. "Take Daddy's dick out," the lust and desire I felt was simply overwhelming. It was like I was hypnotized, helpless to it's power. His beautiful, big, hanging dick! With such passion and need, I kissed every inch of it and licked it, hoping deperately to please it. So fucking thick! Everything about his cock made me weak in the knees. Maybe it was more than that though, maybe it was him? "Suck that dick ******!" A few short weeks ago, getting called that word would of angered me, now it made my dick leak! Sucking on his engorged head, my lips stretched, I moaned in acknowledgement.
"Yeah, suck that dick. You want it to fuck that ass? I bet you do, you sissy bitch. I fuck'n bet you do!" The thought both frightened and excited me. My asshole was sore for the longest time after he fucked me that first time. But, honestly, my stretched and gaped ass felt empty without him. It was like my asshole craved him. Just a flood of desire and emotion washed over me and I stroked his cock hard with my hand and sucked his balls with my mouth. Why would I pretend any longer? I said as I licked and sucked his huge sack, "I want your cum!"
"You fucking sissy ******!" I meant that I wanted his cum in my mouth! I meant that I wanted to taste it and swallow it, not take it in my ass again! It was too late, he got down on his knees behind me. I could only arch my back and give myself to him. I braced for his fat cock's head, but instead felt his tongue lapping at and licking me. Ah, I thought, I think I love him! His big, wet tongue lapped at me as he said the sexiest things. "Mmmm, I like that sweet ass!" "I'm gonna fuck you good, baby!" "Give me that tight hole!" My cock was so hard. Gosh, I was so turned on! I don't know what came over me, the moment, the arousal, I said, "Yes, fuck me Daddy!" Such a sissy slut, I thought! I loved being his sissy slut! If my friend's only knew! I could never live this down. Maybe though, they would let me secretly suck them off, too!
"Yes, Daddy, fuck me Daddy!" Once the gate was open, when there was no more reason to hide it, I let him know I loved it. "Fuck me woth that big dick, Daddy!" It seemed to turn him on, this was what he was wanted, afterall. "Yeah, bitch, yeah!" He grunted and gripped me, tearing my ass open. Slapping my cheeks, pumping into me. I even pushed back on him! "That ass is your's, baby!" Saying it made more pre cum leak from my soft dick as it slapped around with each thrust. "Fuck that ass, baby!" His grunts and moans grew louder, then he pulled out of me, saying, "Turn around, bitch!"
I spun on my knees to face him, his cock in his hand and I instinctively opened my mouth to catch his sperm as it dripped and flowed out from his tip. It made me feel so drunk. Tasting his cum made me tingle as if it some special powers. Moments later, he told me, "Come back tomorrow, I might have a surprise for you." Then he told me to leave.
It hurt to walk! I imagined that everyone who saw me had to know that I had just been fucked. I could still taste him on my tongue. My cock felt so wet, I couldn't wait to get home and make myself cum. I knew my orgasm would be amazing!
All that night and the next day, I could not concentrate. What was the surprise? What could it possibly be? A gift, maybe? No, I thought, I don't think he was the gift giving type. That afternoon, I waited outside his place like before. When he drove up, I followed him inside. "I'm tired, baby," he said. He called my baby, not bitch. Was that a slip up? Was he getting feeling for me? I didn't say a word, but could not help but smile. I told him to just lay down and let me take care of him. He let out a moan when he layed back on his bed. It must of been a hard day, I guess. I pulled off his boots and even rubbed his feet. I undid his pants and slipped them off him. His big, thick cock rested between his legs and I softly moaned as I kissed it, making it wonderfully hard. I thought to myself, "I'm gonna take care of my man." I climbed on top of him and eased my lubed hole down onto his grithy shaft. My hands on his chest, I rubbed him and rocked back and forth. Sticky pre cum ran from my tip making his belly slick and wet. "Mmm, that's nice, baby." Again, he called me baby! Fuck, I want his cum!
"What's my surprise, baby?" I asked as I slowly moved back and forth and up and down on his cock. "Oh, that, I was gonna bring a friend with me, but he called in sick." My mind raced. What did that mean? Why would he bring a friend? Then he told me, "I thought you might like another big, black dick to fuck."
I could feel a desire overcoming me, strange and new, but maybe it was always there. It was not a desire for orgasm, but one of wanting to make HIM experience an orgasm. So strong, so submissive I guess, but so incredibly strong. Like getting struck by lightning, I could feel a charge through my whole body. Once in the restroom area, I stood, frozen. My mind raced, I tried to process what had just happened, but could not.
As I started to leave, without thinking, my eyes were drawn to the aisle where I had seen him walking into. Again, I did not want to look, but my eyes knew my desire before my brain did. There he sat, still completely nude. Had he waited for me? Just like before my gaze was drawn to his hanging dick. He saw it too and gestured with his hand, pointing at it. Clearly, he was asking a silent question. "Do you want my cock?" Shocked, nervous, I just kept walking. I had trouble facing the reason why I was so nervous. Did I want to? I could never admit it, but maybe I did. He stood, making his massive dick swing from side to side. And softly said, "Hey." I tried again not to look, but the urge was so strong. I could feel such desire and arousal well up inside me. He was motioning me over. So strange to feel so helpless, I did as he wanted, what I deep down wanted. He had me sit then moved in front of me. There was no one else around and I knew that from where we were, we would hear someone coming before they could ever see us.
He put his hand on the back of my head and guided my face to his hanging cock. His confidence, his dominance, I couldn't take my eyes off of it. Feeling it touch my face, warm and girthy. It made me sigh and made my eyes roll back in my head. I felt intoxicated without even a drink. I got so immediately hard. Again, my body knew how much I wanted this even before my brain did, it seemed. As if by some subconcious instinct, I started to kiss up and down his length. Was it appreciation? Was it some kind of puppy love? Feeling his warm, thick dick, feeling it swell on my lips made mywhole body tingle. It made me exhale and sigh.
"Suck that dick," I couldn't believe he said it out loud, but I did it. I did as told, I just couldn't help myself. His hand on my head, he immediately tried to push his cock down my throat. He gagged me a little, but gosh, it felt so good! Ever since, I have loved that feeling!
An, "Mmmmm" escaped my cock stuffed lips, my hands gently stroking his thighs. Yes, I guess I was his bitch. I loved it though. Big, dark, thick dick, I loved it.
"Yeah, that's nice," his words, they were a turn on, they made me oddly proud of myself. Pulling his sexy, big dick away he said to meet him outside. I wiped the saliva from my face and stood up. As I was leaving, I grabbed a handful of him, just to feel him, just to feel his heavy cock. Waiting outside, I was filled with such mixed emotions. Full or excitement, but also nerves and some shame. How could I of done that? How could I be doing this? My desire was just too strong. Fuck, I so just wanted to be his sissy, even of just once. Yes, I told myself, just once. I felt that some strange tingle when I saw him coming out. He didn't even look surprised to see me. He knew I would be there, I guess. I got into the passenger seat of his car. My hand was drawn to his crotch amd felt his massive dong through his pants. I felt like such a girl, like such a sissy fag. Like a black cock crazy fag.
Oh, it felt so good. Dizzy with lust, I moved my head into his lap as he drove. "Yeah, suck that dick, bitch." Why did that make my cock leak? I freed it and again marveled at his sexy size. Holding it's girth in my hand, I licked around it's big, bulbous head. I felt amazing on my tongue! Before I knew it, he had pulled over. I hadn't even noticed! I continued to lick amd kiss his dick and felt his hand grabbing at my ass. "You know I'm gonna fuck at ass!" He said, so matter of factly, too. His words both terrified and excited me. Was I really going to do that? Was I really just gonna be his sissy bitch? All I knew for sjre was that his words had made my cock twitch and tingle. I put my lips around his huge cock's head and moved them up and down his big, black pole. "Yeah man, suck that dick!" Fuck, why did that make me smile? I did love this didn't I!
"You gonna eat that cum, right?" I moaned, "Mmmhmm," not wanting to stop sucking him, not even for a moment. Fuck, was I gonna taste his cum? Was I going to let him cum in my mouth? Was I really going to take his load? Again, I felt that amazing tingle in my dick. He started to stroke himself, his head back, his eyes closed. I licked his glistening shaft and head like it was candy! I realized that I was waiting for my prize. Instinct had me there, waiting for his cum. Fuck, his grunts and moans, I never thought hearing a man like that could be such a turn on. Stroking and jerking his dick, ne squeezed out a thick glob of white! I just clung there, to his tip, thick and wonderful until I licked it up. I felt almost intoxicated, cum drunk I would call it. Slightly dizzy, almost fizzy feeling. Filled with desire and a primal like need, I swallowed it. I ate his cum.
When he dropped me off, he asked for my number, saying he may want to see me again. For a split second, I thought about giving him a wrong number. Every sense in my head told me to give him a wrong number, but that lust was so strong. I knew I wanted to suck his cock again! When I got home, I stripped down naked and ran my hands over my chest, hips and thighs. My cock was still wet and sticky from pre cum. Would I let him fuck me? I rolled to my side and let my hand run over my ass. My hole seemed hungry for it. I touched my opening, thinking about it being his touch. I imagined feeling and taking his cumshot. I rolled back over and stroked myself off. Shaking, quaking sensations and then long ropes of sticky, salty cum landed across my chest. I was almost panting! I had never been so turned on or cummed so hard!
Days later, I realized that waiting for his call was all I could think about. I even went back to the gym, hoping to see him. I had started to masturbate my hole, thinking of him, getting ready, stretching it out. I also realized that maybe I was his bitch. Maybe I did want to be his sissy. Maybe just once, I told myself. I was almost giddy with excitement when I heard from him again. Although I did everything not to show it and I'd certainly never admit it.
I did feel embarrassed. I didn't want anyone to see me getting picked up. My imagination had me thinking that everyone would see right through me and know my intentions. Getting in the car with an older black guy that no one knew, I thought would lead to questions that I did not want to answer. Seeing him drive up gave me goose bumps. I had such an urge to touch myself! It was almost Pavlovian. I might as well of just dropped to my knees and opened my slutty mouth.
I sat in my seat, but he told me to come closer. Nervous, not wanting to be seen, but still I did it. "Yeah, come closer, baby." Oh, that tingle in my brain, up my spine, in my cock. I got turned on just from his voice, just from being close. "You want that big, black dick again don't you?" I was a little embarrassed to say it, but it was true. Also, I knew that he was going to want me to say it, out loud. I had become so aroused just thinking about it. "Yes, I want your big, black cock." It was surprisingly exciting to say it. "You gonna give me that ass, too. Right?" Sheepishly, I told him, "Yes."
When we got to inside his apartment, he just let me stand there. It must of been a game, a power play. Eventually, he sat down on the sofa and called over. "Get over here and service this dick," he said. He wanted me on my knees, I guess I wanted that, too. I knew that huge, beautiful cock was so close. I was already hard when I started to undo his pants and slide them down. "Take em all the way off," he said. I took off his shoes and pulled off his pants. I moved between his legs, my eyes glued to his manhood. How could it create such urgency and passion within me? Fuck, hanging black cock is so sexy! I licked it's length and sucked on his massive balls. They felt so big and warm on my lips as his girthy dick swelled. Shamelessly, I licked and sucked him, making him hard and what seemed impossibly huge.
"Stand up, get them pants off!" I had no doubt what wasto come next. This was it, this was everything. I stood, took off my pants and turned around. He slapped my ass cheeks, making them sting. I felt him smear lube on my hole and push a finger inside me. "Yeah, you ready, bitch." He grabbed my hips and lowered my down, making me squat above his cock. I felt what I thought could of been a small apple trying to push into me! One hand pulling me down, one hand guiding his cock, he penetrated me with almost a pop. I whinced and cried out in pain. "Relax that hole, baby." I happened so fast, I didn't have any idea what I was in for, not like this anyways. I felt impaled on a massive black pole. I actually was, that was exactly what I was. Slowly, he started to move me. His fingers gripping into my sides, they moved me up and down, back and forth. I was getting fucked. I was taking cock. As my hole opened up, he pushed into me deeper. Pre cum ****** from my soft cock, I thought I might cum without even getting an erection! I started to feel so incredible, so kinky, so used and wonderfully slutty. I even moaned and bounced on him a little. He loved it! "Haha, yeah, fuck that cock slut!"
My hole, now well used and stretched out, he pushed me off him and stood up. Moving me against a wall, I felt his huge dick push between my cheeks and back in me. I felt so sore, but I just loved him inside me. Hands holding my hips, he fucked me harder now. Air escaped my lungs with each of his deep, hard thrusts. He was breathing harder now, too. Sex sounds filled the air until he grunted and bottomed out inside me, spilling his load, filling me up with his cum. I could only stand there, trying to catch me breath, hearing his breath close in my ear. I actually wished he would kiss me! I felt so wonderfully, almost girly. Having his seed in me felt transforming, like he had marked me, like I was now his.
Now, I seemed to crave his cum. So quickly everything had changed, it was all I could think about, in class, at home. I just thought about seeing him again. I'd day dream about feeling him inside me again or watching his thick, white jizz ooze out of his thick, fat tip. Fuck, I'd love to see that again and to lick it all up off him. I just couldn't take it, I felt impossibly addicted. I started hanging out near his place, hoping to catch him. Call me his sissy, call me his bitch, I didn't care. I guess I really was now, anyways. Finally, I saw his car pull up and with such excitement, I went over close enough that he could see me. So funny to think about, but the slighest things thrilled me. When he saw me, he gave me a slight smile. Yes, it thrilled me.
Behind his closed door, he told me to strip down. I stood there naked as he went about his business. So strange, but it only heightened my need and arousal. He'd walk by and slap my ass of pull on my nipples, but never spoke to me. My soft cock was dripping! After what seemed like minutes, he stood across the room and told me to crawl to him. "Get on your knees bitch and crawl to me." I knew that big, black dick would be my prize. I did as I was told, I got on all fours and crawled to him. "Take Daddy's dick out," the lust and desire I felt was simply overwhelming. It was like I was hypnotized, helpless to it's power. His beautiful, big, hanging dick! With such passion and need, I kissed every inch of it and licked it, hoping deperately to please it. So fucking thick! Everything about his cock made me weak in the knees. Maybe it was more than that though, maybe it was him? "Suck that dick ******!" A few short weeks ago, getting called that word would of angered me, now it made my dick leak! Sucking on his engorged head, my lips stretched, I moaned in acknowledgement.
"Yeah, suck that dick. You want it to fuck that ass? I bet you do, you sissy bitch. I fuck'n bet you do!" The thought both frightened and excited me. My asshole was sore for the longest time after he fucked me that first time. But, honestly, my stretched and gaped ass felt empty without him. It was like my asshole craved him. Just a flood of desire and emotion washed over me and I stroked his cock hard with my hand and sucked his balls with my mouth. Why would I pretend any longer? I said as I licked and sucked his huge sack, "I want your cum!"
"You fucking sissy ******!" I meant that I wanted his cum in my mouth! I meant that I wanted to taste it and swallow it, not take it in my ass again! It was too late, he got down on his knees behind me. I could only arch my back and give myself to him. I braced for his fat cock's head, but instead felt his tongue lapping at and licking me. Ah, I thought, I think I love him! His big, wet tongue lapped at me as he said the sexiest things. "Mmmm, I like that sweet ass!" "I'm gonna fuck you good, baby!" "Give me that tight hole!" My cock was so hard. Gosh, I was so turned on! I don't know what came over me, the moment, the arousal, I said, "Yes, fuck me Daddy!" Such a sissy slut, I thought! I loved being his sissy slut! If my friend's only knew! I could never live this down. Maybe though, they would let me secretly suck them off, too!
"Yes, Daddy, fuck me Daddy!" Once the gate was open, when there was no more reason to hide it, I let him know I loved it. "Fuck me woth that big dick, Daddy!" It seemed to turn him on, this was what he was wanted, afterall. "Yeah, bitch, yeah!" He grunted and gripped me, tearing my ass open. Slapping my cheeks, pumping into me. I even pushed back on him! "That ass is your's, baby!" Saying it made more pre cum leak from my soft dick as it slapped around with each thrust. "Fuck that ass, baby!" His grunts and moans grew louder, then he pulled out of me, saying, "Turn around, bitch!"
I spun on my knees to face him, his cock in his hand and I instinctively opened my mouth to catch his sperm as it dripped and flowed out from his tip. It made me feel so drunk. Tasting his cum made me tingle as if it some special powers. Moments later, he told me, "Come back tomorrow, I might have a surprise for you." Then he told me to leave.
It hurt to walk! I imagined that everyone who saw me had to know that I had just been fucked. I could still taste him on my tongue. My cock felt so wet, I couldn't wait to get home and make myself cum. I knew my orgasm would be amazing!
All that night and the next day, I could not concentrate. What was the surprise? What could it possibly be? A gift, maybe? No, I thought, I don't think he was the gift giving type. That afternoon, I waited outside his place like before. When he drove up, I followed him inside. "I'm tired, baby," he said. He called my baby, not bitch. Was that a slip up? Was he getting feeling for me? I didn't say a word, but could not help but smile. I told him to just lay down and let me take care of him. He let out a moan when he layed back on his bed. It must of been a hard day, I guess. I pulled off his boots and even rubbed his feet. I undid his pants and slipped them off him. His big, thick cock rested between his legs and I softly moaned as I kissed it, making it wonderfully hard. I thought to myself, "I'm gonna take care of my man." I climbed on top of him and eased my lubed hole down onto his grithy shaft. My hands on his chest, I rubbed him and rocked back and forth. Sticky pre cum ran from my tip making his belly slick and wet. "Mmm, that's nice, baby." Again, he called me baby! Fuck, I want his cum!
"What's my surprise, baby?" I asked as I slowly moved back and forth and up and down on his cock. "Oh, that, I was gonna bring a friend with me, but he called in sick." My mind raced. What did that mean? Why would he bring a friend? Then he told me, "I thought you might like another big, black dick to fuck."
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