Dominant Black Transsexual Cheerleaders
Chapter Eleven
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"Mattie?"
"Yeah, Mom!" I yelled, kicking off my shoes as I entered the house through the front door.
I'd had a pretty good day of school, even for a Monday, and that had surprised me! I'd been really nervous about what the other kids would say and how they'd treat me after the party on Friday. My friends told me not to worry about it and so did the cheerleaders, our black girlfriends, but that was easy for them to say! They were the most popular girls in school and nobody really knew they were sort of boys, at least in the pussy department…meaning they didn't have any pussies! All our girlfriends had big, black dicks!
Like I say though, nobody at school seemed to know the girls' secret, at least not that I could tell. The other kids definitely knew about their boyfriends though! We were all pretty queer, but some of us more than others. I mean, Kyle was a total fag and I suppose I was too, since we wore dresses to school and flirted shamelessly with every guy who so much as smiled at us. That was a lot of guys too, because we were seriously cute! But the other boys, they were only sort of gay. Like they were hot for their transsexual girlfriends, naturally, and hot for Kyle and me as well, but generally they were pretty picky when it came to other guys.
Or they tried to be. I don't think any of them could really say no to a hard, black dick! And of course, if one of the cheerleaders told us to do something, like suck off a bunch of pizza guys in front of half the school, for example, we did it…No questions asked! Exactly why that was, I couldn't tell you. In fact, I'm not sure any of us understood how or why those chicks with dicks controlled us so easily. But they did, and that was a fact!
Fortunately, none of the other kids seemed to really mind so much that I'd sucked off four different men a total of eight times for free pizza. They didn't seem to care that I'd drank a big beer cup full of pizza guy cum in the middle of a high school kegger! They didn't even care that I came to school wearing pink short-shorts, a half-tee with number 69 on the back, and a pair of leather sandals to show off my pretty, pink toenails! Mostly everyone just treated me like I was perfectly normal, even the guys, except they kept trying to get me to fool around with them!
Sometimes I felt like I was dreaming, you know? Because this was still the United States as far as I knew, and people were still people, and nobody likes a fag!
"I'm home!" I called out, dropping my purse on the sofa along with my jacket, a cute, black leather one with a lot of flair.
"We're in the den," Mom called back. "Come in here. Your father's home!"
That made me smile! My dad had suffered a stroke, leaving him mostly paralyzed and unable to speak. That totally sucked, but a secret part of me, the bad part, kinda liked it because now he had a perfectly good reason not to talk to me. Dad used to make excuses before, or my mom did, I should say. Like he was too busy thinking about other, more important stuff, like work or the super bowl, or the price of lawnmowers. Dad was a Marine and I was his faggot son, so…you know. Except I hadn't been queer until Stacy had fucked me in the butt, but Mom said they'd known about me all along or something.
Sometimes I believed her, but once in awhile…"Oh!"
I blinked at a tall, handsome black man and he offered me a patient smile as I stood in the doorway to the den, which was really my dad's office.
"There you are!" Mom smiled, looking up as she fussed over my dad. "I just wanted to get your father comfortable. Eric, this is my son, Mattie. Didn't I tell you he was cute?"
"Yes, you did...Hello, Mattie," the man said, looking me up and down with his warm brown eyes. I couldn't tell which he liked more, my smooth, pale legs or my smooth, flat tummy. He made me feel sorta naked actually.
"Uh, hi!" I kind of squeaked, just because he was very handsome, like I said, with dark brown skin and short, kinky hair. Tall too. Did I say that already? He stood well over six feet and broad shouldered, narrow waisted, and I couldn't help but notice the bulging basket of his crotch. Contrary to popular belief, not all black men have huge cocks, but some of them do and Eric was packing something serious between his legs!
"Eric is going to be looking after your father," Mom explained as the man extended his hand. "He's a nurse and the Marines are going to cover the expense, so…"
"I've heard a lot about you," Eric said in his deep, but surprisingly gentle voice. "I didn't know you were going to be so pretty though."
"Um…" I swallowed hard as he gave my fingers a squeeze.
"I told Eric he could use the spare bedroom upstairs," Mom said. "Why don't you show him where it is and help Eric get more, um…comfortable."
"He's going to be staying with us?" I asked, blinking at my mom.
"Oh no," Eric chuckled. "I have my own place, but…"
"He'll be spending a lot of time here," Mom nodded. "You have school and I have to work, of course, so…Let's just make Eric feel at home. Okay?"
"Yeah, Mom…Okay" I shrugged, licking my lips and glancing at him. Eric made me blush and my tummy tingled. "The bedrooms are, um…upstairs…" I said, clearing my throat, "…Do you have any, uh, stuff?"
"A few things," he nodded. "Out in the car. It can wait."
"Oh, well…Let's go this way," I said with a nervous giggle, thinking that sounded pretty dumb. I really didn't know what else to say though and Eric followed me out of the den.
"I think I'm going to like working here a lot," he told me halfway up the stairs and when I turned my head with a smile I realized he was staring at my butt.
"Uh…yeah," I said, giggling again and then I was worried if I was wiggling my ass too much or not enough and I could barely walk all of a sudden!
"I heard you have a black girlfriend," Eric said and I nodded slowly.
"Uh, yeah. Heather," I agreed, gesturing at the bathroom. "That's the bathroom. My mom and dad's room is at the end of the hall, um…this one is mine and this one…" I opened the bedroom door, "…is gonna be yours, I guess."
"I guess so," he said, standing close behind me as we looked inside. "Right next to yours, huh?"
"Yeah," I nodded. "Um…There's some junk in here, I can get it out later. Just old clothes and stuff."
"That's cool," Eric shrugged. "How's the bed?"
"The bed?" I asked dumbly, glancing at the plain, twin sized bed beneath the windows.
"Is it nice a firm?" he wondered. "I like a firm bed."
"I dunno!" I laughed. "Um…I guess it is, uh…"
"Let's find out," he said, putting a hand in the small of my back, touching my bare skin with his black fingers and making me shiver.
"Oh!" I stepped inside the room as he sorta pushed me.
"Are you nervous?" Eric asked me, looking down as I stood there. His fingers were moving along my spine. Not very far, but enough, and I nodded.
"A little," I breathed.
"Are you one of those pussy white boys, Mattie?" he whispered, sliding his hand down to my butt.
"Yeah," I answered with a hard swallow.
"You know what I want, right?"
"Ummm…" I blinked and blushed, dropping my eyes as his hand squeezed my ass through my small, pink shorts.
"What does a white pussy like to do, Mattie?"
"I don't know," I said softly, feeling my tummy quiver with butterflies and my heart was going really fast.
"White pussy likes to fuck black dick," he told me. "Do you like to fuck black dick, pussy boy?"
"Yeah," I breathed, feeling both of his hands on my hips, sliding around to my bare tummy and up, under my cut-off t-shirt as he stepped even closer behind me.
I could feel the swell of his trapped cock against my back and his hands went under my shirt and up to my flat chest. He rubbed my tits hard with his palms, pulling me against his hard body. The man wore a forest green sweater and a pair of dark slacks, and the wool felt warm and soft, a little itchy maybe as I pushed myself against him. I kept my head down, staring at my t-shirt as his hands moved beneath it. My small hard nipples ached as he brought them to life and I couldn't breathe.
"Your mom told me all about you, sissy," Eric whispered into my golden hair, pressing his face into it. "She told me you need a real man. Is that what you want?"
"Uh-huh," I nodded, barely getting the words out.
"Tell me," he said. "What do you want?"
"A real…man," I said softly, feeling my knees weaken with excitement. I could smell him, clean and fresh from a recent shower.
"A black man?" he prompted me.
"Yeah," I nodded letting out the breath I'd been holding.
"Are you a slut for black cock?"
"Yes."
"Yeah," Eric chuckled. "I believe you are, pussy boy. Turn around."
I did as he asked, turning beneath his fingertips as he relaxed his hands, but didn't let me go completely.
"When you come home from school…Look at me…When you come home, the first thing you do is come find me and give me a kiss."
"Ummm…" I swallowed hard.
"Like this," he said, taking my left wrist in his hand and pulling my fingers to his crotch. "Grab that…Feel that dick, pussy."
I pressed my hand against the hard lump in his pants and while I did that, he bent over and held my head as his mouth covered mine. I massaged his prick while Eric's tongue slipped easily between my lips. He kissed me deeply, exploring my mouth as my right hand went to his shoulder and then his neck. I clung to the man as I sucked his tongue and squeezed his cock. I think we kissed for a minute like that, maybe two before he pulled away with a smile.
"Yeah," he nodded. "That's how you say hello from now on."
"Alright," I nodded, red-faced and licking my lips.
"Let's me know you missed me," he explained with a soft laugh. "Now, ask me if you can suck my dick."
"Um…" I swallowed hard and glanced at the open door.
"No," he sighed, shaking his head. "You forget about everything else, faggot. You kiss me, you play with my cock, and you ask me real nice…"
"Can I suck your dick?" I whispered.
"Say please."
"Can I…please…uh, suck your dick, Eric?"
"Ohhh…" he grinned at me. "You sound sweet when you ask me like that. Like a little fuckin' girl. You want to suck my dick, pussy?"
"Yes."
"Then let's start from the beginning," he suggested with a smile. "Pretend you just came home from a long, hard day of school. What's the first thing you do?"
"Ummm…" I blinked and felt my whole body burning up, "I find you and, uh…Kiss you."
"So?" he shrugged. "Do it…Say hello in that come-fuck-me voice of yours and give me a kiss."
"Uh, hello…Eric…" I said with a weak giggle, "…um…I'm home."
I stepped close and reached for his cock, feeling it even harder than before, larger beneath my fingers as I touched his shoulder and pulled him down for a kiss. He rewarded me with his gentle tongue, once again fucking my mouth with it while my fingers squeezed the distinctive shape of his large, firm cock through his trousers.
"Can I, uh…Can I suck your dick, Eric? Please?" I asked him breathlessly, looking into his eyes.
"Of course you can!" he replied with a generous smile. "Go ahead, cocksucker…Get on your knees."
"Ummm…Can I close the door?" I asked him slowly, and he frowned suddenly, making my heart freeze for just a second.
"No," he sighed. "You just spoiled it. See? Let's try again, from the top…"
"The top?" I almost giggled, but I was too nervous and confused, maybe even frightened. I didn't know what I was feeling, except I wanted to suck his cock.
"Start from the beginning..."
"I'm home?" I said, sort of questioningly and the man nodded. "Hi, Eric…Uh…"
"Hello, Mattie," he said with a chuckle.
I kissed him again, or let Eric kiss me, I should say. I pressed my body against his with my left hand between us, fondling his prick while I sucked on his tongue for a long minute or two. He let me go and I had to catch my breath, blinking and trying to remember what I was supposed to do next.
"Can I suck your dick, please?" I asked him and Eric half-shrugged.
"Sure, Mattie. Go ahead and take it out," he said with a small chuckle and I almost couldn't move, but I came to my senses a moment later and dropped to my knees in front of him.
I unzipped his pants with trembling fingers, doing my best to ignore the wide open doorway and praying my mom wouldn't catch us. I'd just met this guy! I held my breath as I reached inside, feeling the thin cotton of Eric's boxers and underneath, a very warm and heavy penis. He wasn't hard yet, not completely, but decidedly firm anyway and I fumbled with two small buttons, trying to get the fly of his underwear open.
"Having a hard time down there?" he asked with a grin, looking down at me with his hands on his hips and his legs slightly spread.
"Sorry," I whispered, blushing again and finally getting the last button undone.
I felt his skin soft as velvet beneath my fingers as I wrapped my small hand around Eric's cock, pulling him free of his boxers and pants. My eyes widened at the sight of his monster fuck pole! It was thick, really thick! With a small, bullet shaped head covered with a dark, wrinkled foreskin. His penis seemed to throb in my hands as I wrapped both fists around the shaft, amazed at how hot and heavy the man was. And long? Not even fully erect, Eric's prick had to be six or seven inches in length. I held him with both hands and still an inch or two remained, pointing towards my flushed face as I licked my lips and tried to remember how to breathe.
"Get my balls too, pussy. When you suck my dick, I want you to do it the right way…the white way," he chuckled. "That means loving my black balls too."
"Y-Yes sir," I nodded, slipping my hand inside to find his hairy scrotum and plum-sized balls.
"Now you've got the idea," he nodded. "Who's your Master, faggot?"
"Uhhh…You are?" I half-asked, but Eric shook his head slowly.
"No, no…" he sighed, watching me as I pulled his black ballsack free so that his sperm-filled orbs hung out of his trousers. "Who's your Master, pussy?"
"Um…" I shrugged, caressing his balls with my left hand and stroking his stiffening cock with the right.
"That black fag buster in your hands," he told me. "He's your new Master, isn't he?"
"Yeah," I swallowed hard, staring at the man's light, purplish glans as I peeled his foreskin back.
"Master Cock," Eric whispered. "Say it."
"Master cock," I breathed.
"Ask me if you can worship Master Cock."
"Can I, uh…worship…Master Cock?" I asked him. "Please?"
"That's how you ask me when you come home from school," Eric decided. "Ask me again, cockbait."
"Can I please worship Master Cock?"
"See? You got it," Eric chuckled. "Put Master Cock away now…Hurry up. My balls too, faggot. We're going to do it all over again."
"B-But…" I blinked at him with my lips less than an inch away from the man's hardening prick.
"Practice makes perfect," he said with a smile.
I practiced for an hour, feeling teased and tormented and going out of my mind with lust…The sort of sexual desperation that only a sixteen-year-old sissy can completely understand. By the time Eric was satisfied, I'd have walked on fire just to suck his amazing cock.
"Uh…I'm home," I called out nervously, even though I'd obviously been home.
"We're in the den, Mattie!" Mom replied with a soft laugh and I swallowed hard, following her voice on wooden legs.
I found them, my mom smiling as she sat close to my paralyzed dad on the sofa, and Eric, standing in the middle of the room waiting for me. I almost chickened out, if only because this seemed so utterly strange, but I had no choice. My face burned, my whole body warmed with shame and guilt, and excitement as well. More than anything else, I felt the excitement as I walked towards the black man who seemed to dominate everything else, even my father, which would have seemed impossible to me a week before.
"Hi, Eric," I breathed, pressing my body against his, reaching between us to find the bulge in his pants. "I'm home."
He kissed me, right in front of my parents. Eric grabbed my small, round butt through my pink short-shorts, squeezing my ass while I slipped my fingers around the back of his neck and parted my moist, red lips for his tongue. I rubbed his prick, finding the outline of his semi-hard member with my fingers while I swallowed his saliva and nursed on his tongue for a long two minutes. I worked my flat tits against his broad, muscular chest, moaning with slutty desire into the man's mouth until he finally let me go.
"May I worship Master Cock, Eric?" I asked him softly, but the house was so completely still that my mom and dad could plainly hear every word.
"Of course you can, Mattie," he agreed with a smile, nodding his head as I went to my knees and began opening his trousers.
"Oh! That's sweet," Mom sighed and I burned a little more, feeling my heart race.
I removed Eric's cock and balls quickly, easily as I'd practiced doing it dozens of times upstairs. I held his thick, black penis with both hands, lifting the heavy slab of man meat out of the way as I pressed my face against his soft scrotum. I drank in the musky odor of his sweaty skin, breathing deep the heady scent of his arousal. My heart seemed ready to burst as I kissed his hairy sack and then licked him, then opened my mouth wide to draw one of Eric's generous balls into my mouth.
"Ohhh…That's nice, pussy boy," he whispered. "Just like we practiced…Like that…Work those balls, sissy…Show your new Master what a sweet little bitch you are."
I groaned at his words, knowing they were as much for my parents' benefit as mine. My body shivered and I was glad to have my face buried against Eric's crotch. I wouldn't have dared looked at my mom or dad right then. I felt deeply ashamed and humiliated, knowing my father watched helplessly as his only son suckled eagerly on the balls of a powerful black man. It seemed like a terrible betrayal and I cursed myself for being so weak, for being a sissy fag and not the normal teenage boy my dad deserved.
Eric didn't do anything but stand there. He didn't have to do anything. I knew what we both wanted and after washing his balls for five minutes, I finally brought my tongue to his cock, licking upward along the underside and pulling at the velvet skin to expose Eric's sensitive glans. I kissed his cockhead, finding him already moist with clear precum and I washed it away with a swipe of my tongue. I rubbed his prick across my face, playing with it, loving the size and strength, the warm heaviness of the muscle as it strained beneath my fingers.
"Turn a little, Mattie," Mom said. "Your father can't see what you're doing."
"Uhhh…" I blinked at that, almost looking at her, but my guilty conscience…and Eric's strong black hand…stopped me.
We did turn though, enough so my parents could see exactly how much I adored the huge black cock in front of me. I took him into my mouth finally, stretching my lips wide around the head and sliding them down the shaft slowly as Eric's cock quickly filled my mouth. I held his dick with one hand, tugging at the thick muscle, while my other hand cradled his loose ballsack, rolling his testicles between my fingers.
"Hmmm…That's much better!" Mom decided. "Oh look! I think your father's getting excited too!"
I did look, out of the corner of my eye, seeing my mom's hand holding her husband's long, white cock. She was jerking Dad off while he watched me suck a black man's penis! I looked away quickly, closing my eyes and quivering with nervous fear and guilt. I concentrated on sucking Eric's prick, taking a third of him into my mouth and pulling back, up and down, bobbing my head and working my small fist along the shaft.
Spit and precum filled my mouth to overflowing and it escaped my taut lips, spilling down my chin and neck. I swallowed what I could, breathing through my nose, and washing the smooth glans with my tongue, tickling the underside when there was enough room. I managed to open my throat, getting another few inches inside as I forced myself down. Eric's prick seemed designed for fucking my throat, the way the head of his penis was small and rather pointed like a missile, but the shaft widened quickly and as I took the man deep, my delicate muscles were stretched uncomfortably around him.
I did it though, deep throating that huge dick over and over, pulling my mouth off and gasping for air, swallowing hard and then doing it again. It took several minutes and a dozen tries before I was finally able to take every inch of Master Cock, but I did it! My nose pressed into the nest of curling pubic hair above the shaft and Eric's balls rode against my chin. My throat burned as I tried to swallow around him, the soft walls contracting around the man's prick even as my soft muscles ached in protest. I pulled off his cock one last time, breathing hard and feeling dizzy from the lack of air as Eric took my face in his hands, tilting my chin upward.
He pushed his thumb into my panting mouth and gathered a large wad of spit on his tongue, letting it fall onto my tongue. I closed my lips around his thumb, swallowing Eric's saliva and sucking his thumb like a small, black cock while he stroked my long, golden hair. His swollen cock slid across my cheek, leaving a thin trail of precum across my pink skin and all I could do was look up with wet, adoring eyes.
"Mattie…Your father needs a little help here," Mom told me. "And my arm's getting tired."
"Ummm…" I wasn't sure what she meant at first, but I soon figured it out as Eric pushed me towards my parents.
"We have to do whatever we can to make your father more comfortable, dear," Mom sighed, reaching for my head and pulling me closer. "That's it, Mattie…Show your father how much you love him. Let him know he's still the man of the house."
"B-But…Mom…I'm…He's…" I stared at my dad's erect penis, as big and hard as any I'd ever seen, even Eric's. It must have been like nine inches long and fat with a smooth, bulbous glans glistening with excitement. He offered us a soft growl, which could have meant anything, and I swallowed nervously at the idea of sucking on the very cock that had made me.
"Shhh…" She pushed me down slowly, but insistently. "Make your father feel good, Mattie. He deserves it."
Mom held his cock with her left hand, guiding it to my mouth as she forced me down. I had no choice. I felt confused and embarrassed and part of me thought the last thing my dad would ever want would be his queer son sucking his dick, but I did it. I opened my mouth and took my own father's cock between my lips.
"That's my good little Princess," Mom sighed. "Such a sweet sissy, taking care of your Daddy like that."
"Mmmph!" I gagged softly as she pushed my head down until Dad's cockhead touched the entrance to my tender throat.
"You'll have to do this for him all the time," Mom told me. "He might be paralyzed, but he's still a man. He still has needs…Open your throat, Mattie…All the way…Ohhh…Like that!"
I managed to open my throat, except it wasn't really the best angle and my dad's cock was thick! I mean, the head wasn't shaped like Eric's at all. Dad's cockhead was more like a small apple and I choked hard as it forced my throat rudely open and six inches of rock hard Marine suddenly filled my throat. Mom held me there too! She wouldn't let me back up right away, not until I slapped my dad's thighs and felt my burning lungs heaving uselessly for air I couldn't find.
"I'm sorry, Mattie," Mom offered me a small pout as I gasped for air, blinking tear stained eyes at her. "Let's try it again…I think your father likes it."
About then, Eric decided that he'd had enough watching and I glanced over my shoulder as the man moved behind me. His fingers went to the front of my shorts and started to undo the buttons, while Mom pulled my attention back to Dad's aching prick. I didn't resist. I didn't protest anything, but only let my mom push my head back down into my dad's lap, stretching my bruised lips once more as I started bobbing up and down.
"Bend over a little more," Eric breathed. "Lift your ass for me…Yeah…Take these panties down too, hmmm?"
I wriggled my hips, trying to divide my concentration between sucking my dad's cock and Eric's efforts to undress me from the waist down. My shorts were quickly gone and then my pink panties, pulled off my feet as I lifted my knees awkwardly. I groaned when I felt the man's hands between my pale thighs, cupping my balls and hard penis, squeezing me gently while his thumb played with my anus.
"Keep sucking, dear," Mom reminded me with a smile. "You're really making your father happy. It'll be so nice seeing the two of you spend some quality time together for a change!"
"Spread your legs now," Eric told me. "Master Cock wants to fuck your pussy ass."
"Umph!" I stiffened for a second and tried to jerk away as I felt Eric's hard cock forcing itself inside my butt!
"You have to relax, Mattie!" Mom admonished me with a smile. "I told Eric you'd be more than happy to take care of his…special needs."
"Don't hold your breath, sissy," Eric told me. "Just relax…Ummm…Let me inside that hot boy cunt of yours."
"He didn't really want the job at first," Mom continued. "But Eric changed his mind when I told him about you."
"You were right, too," Eric said with a sigh, sliding his long, black dick inside my fuck channel with one hard push. "Mattie is a real sweet little fag…Ugh! Nice and…Ugh! Tight and…Ugh! Hot!"
"Up and down, Mattie," Mom urged me. "Your father needs to cum. He's been stuck in that hospital for a week, the poor man."
"Move your ass, faggot!" SLAP! Eric spanked my butt and Mom giggled. "Fuck your Master!"
"Umph!" I gasped around my dad's dick and gave my hips a small roll, grinding my butt against Eric's trousers. His cock was all the way inside me by then, piercing my tight rectum and buried in my bowels. I could feel the head kissing the sensitive pillow of my prostate and that made me move even more, fucking myself on Eric's black prick while I nursed on the white one in front of me.
"Hmmm…" she sighed happily. "See, Mattie? I told you before, you just need a firm hand…I'd better get dinner started. Keep sucking your father. Don't stop. I think he's getting close now."
A minute later my dad's cock suddenly erupted with a flood of hot, salty jism! There wasn't any warning or anything. It wasn't like he could tell me he was gonna cum. Dad didn't even breathe hard, he just let loose with a thick jet of semen that caught me completely by surprise. I choked on it, since breathing sperm doesn't work too well. I coughed and gagged and tried to pull my mouth off him, but Eric pushed my face back down even as he slammed his cock deep inside my well-stretched asshole.
"Swallow it, slut," he told me. "Eat your daddy's cum!"
I didn't have a choice! I swallowed hard, forcing the slimy stuff down my sore throat and that actually felt sort of nice. Kind of soothing as it went down. Dad had a big load of ball juice too and even though I swallowed a lot of it, even more had spilled out of my mouth when I'd been coughing. My fingers were covered with semen and I just worked my fist along Dad's cock, massaging the shaft and pumping his prick for every drop he could give me. Once I'd caught my breath and gotten over the surprise, I was okay and I sucked Daddy's dick clean, washing the head with my tongue and swallowing his cum while he growled with approval. Maybe.
Eric was nice enough to let me take care of my dad. He didn't really fuck me hard for a few minutes, but just stroked my back and worked his long dick in and out of my ass slowly. I appreciated that a lot! Especially since it felt amazing! My hard little penis jerked between my thighs everytime Eric's cockhead touched bottom. I shivered and moaned, lapping at the cum on my fingers and then licking the salty glaze off Daddy's cock as it began to soften. Once I had him all cleaned up though…
"Time to fuck, pussy!" Eric warned me and I gasped loudly as he drilled my asshole hard, driving his cock inside me like a piston over and over.
He wanted to cum and he had me on my knees, with my butt high and my knees spread wide. My face rested on my dad's muscular thighs as he sat there watching impassively. The sound of Eric's pelvis meeting my ass filled the room, punctuated with his grunts and my groans. I felt his balls swinging like velvet covered wrecking balls, slapping against my small, pink scrotum relentlessly. His hands held my shoulders tightly, holding me in place, not letting me escape the furious pounding of his thick, black cock inside my clasping rectum.
When he finally came, I did too! Without even touching my penis, the man made me shoot hot, thin ball juice all over my thighs and the carpet beneath me. I barely noticed though because the intense heat of Eric's semen filled my tender asshole completely. I could feel his cock shooting hard, filling me with his manly fuck slop and I tried to push myself back, grinding my butt around his prick even as I tightened my gut and the sore muscles that held Eric's penis in their loving embrace.
"That was a good fuck, pussy!" Eric chuckled breathlessly, smiling with the euphoria that comes after good sex.
"Yeah," I nodded weakly, smiling as well and trying to catch my breath as I just sort of collapsed at my dad's feet.
"Get up, faggot," Eric told me. "You're not finished yet. Wash your cunt off my dick and put it away."
"Yeah…" I nodded. "Yes sir."
I did as he told me, licking the bitter, salty sperm from Eric's cock while he watched me, giving me simple instructions on how he liked to be cleaned up after a hard fuck. He told me to make sure I got my tongue inside his foreskin and it was a little strange at first, pulling the wrinkled brown skin over the head of his dick and trying to wriggle my tongue inside it. Eric's foreskin stretched though, as it had to in order to get over the glans, obviously, and so after a minute or two, I figured out how to get my tongue inside it. Not very far, really, but enough to please Eric.
"Now give your Master a kiss and say thank you for fucking your sissy cunt."
"Thank you, Master Cock…" I breathed, kissing the head of his dick, "…for fucking my sissy cunt."
"Now put him away," Eric said with a nod of approval. "Yeah. I'm going to like working here a lot, I think."
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After dinner Mom went to work, explaining that she needed some hours after taking so much time off. Normally she worked the afternoon-evening shift and got home about nine at night. Now Eric would come over every afternoon at two and stay until about ten, or maybe a little later depending on whether or not my mom needed his help for anything. When she told me that, I understood right away that she meant Eric could stay as long as he wanted…to be with me!
"Yeah, that's it…Squeeze that pussy around my dick, faggot!" Eric groaned as he straddled my butt. "You like that? Feel my cock in your tight little ass, baby?"
"Ahhh…Yeah!" I nodded, biting my bottom lips as the man fucked me hard.
He had me on my tummy, with a folded over pillow under my hips, and Eric made like he was doing push-ups or something. We were both completely naked and his dark, brown skin gleamed with perspiration. I could feel his skin sticking to mine as he pumped my slutty ass with a slow, deliberate rhythm. He took nice, long strokes, letting me feel every inch of his penis as it slid in and out of my tight anus.
"You're my pussy now," he breathed. "Your ass belongs to my cock!"
"Master Cock," I sighed, rocking my hips like I was fucking the pillow with my throbbing little dick.
"That's right, sissy," Eric chuckled. "Master Cock rules your white ass now, bitch!"
"Ah-huh! Fuck me!" I gasped, arching my back as he found my prostate and gave me a slow, delicious grind that made me squeal like a little girl.
"Give me some mouth, baby. Let me have your tongue," Eric demanded, bending his face to mine as I turned my head for his kiss.
He thrust his tongue between my lips, holding his prick deep in my bowels while we made out for several minutes. I sucked his tongue and then his black lips, nibbling and chewing his mouth while Eric did the same to me. His body seemed so much bigger than mine. He probably weighed almost twice as much as I did and I thought the man was probably a foot taller than me. He had real muscles and hard, masculine cock that loved stretching my horny ass around it.
"Hmmmm…" Eric sighed, breathing hard as we broke our kiss. "Your mom told me you were a horny little slut."
"I can't help it," I said, panting the words. "I just wanna fuck all the time."
"Heh!" he chuckled at that and I giggled happily, really enjoying the way his cock moved inside my body.
I could see us on the computer screen, Eric's strong black body covering mine. His ass cheeks flexing with the effort of pushing his cock into my bowels. It wasn't a really big image, my monitor was only nineteen inches, but I could see us and I liked it a lot. So did the men watching us on the webcam too and a couple smaller windows were opened so we could see them jerking off their hard, black pricks.
Apparently there was a whole website devoted to sissy white boys and the black men who loved them, and Eric was a member. Now I was too, in a manner of speaking, because our webcam was being broadcast to anyone who cared to look at it. I might have protested that, but Eric hadn't left me much choice. Whatever Master Cock demanded, I had to obey and the idea of telling the man no while he rubbed my pussy penis and hairless balls, fingered my hungry boy cunt…I'd have agreed to anything.
"Now…" he whispered, pushing himself up a little higher, getting a better angle, "…Give me a real fuck…Uhhhh…Yeah!"
"Uh-huh! Uh-huh!" I breathed, closing my eyes as Eric started fucking my ass harder, giving me quick, short strokes as he'd pull only half his dick out of my butt and then ram it home.
He pinned my shoulders to the bed and rocked my body beneath his powerful thrusts over and over. His smooth, dark shaft stretched my asshole effortlessly, the streamlined head of his prick pushing the tender walls of my boy cunt aside with nothing but a sensation of raw pleasure to overwhelm me. The sweaty whap-whap-whapping of his pelvis slapping my ass was punctuated by our guttural moans and sharp gasps. He fucked me like a little girl and I came into the pillow beneath me with a rush of warmth.
"Ughhh…" Eric finally offered me a deep-throated growl of satisfaction as his cock spewed another hot load of fuck cream into my hole.
He held me tight, dropping his chest to my back and kissing my hair and neck while his balls jerked inside their hairy sack. I smiled with my own satisfaction, knowing I'd brought the man off. I'd made him cum and the idea that he liked me that much, that a big, strong, handsome black man like Eric enjoyed my body enough to want to possess it with his manly seed…That was a real reward for me. I don't know how else to explain it. I loved being fucked, but it was more than just the physical part. I liked the emotions too, even if they might only be for that one moment, it was enough to make me feel good about being a sissy slut for black cock.
"Don't move," Eric told me a minute later as he got off me slowly, pulling his still semi-hard cock out of my butt. "Where's your lipstick?"
"Lipstick?" I blinked at him and pointed towards my dresser with a weak hand. "In my purse…Why?"
He didn't answer me, Eric just chuckled as he got off the bed. He found my red lipstick first, the Super-Moist Passion Red by Covergirl, and then he adjusted the camera. Eric zoomed in on my butt as it remained high in the air, perched over the pillow under my hips. I giggled, wondering what he was doing and then I watched on the monitor as he started writing across my skin.
"Mattie -16yo Sissy - Conquered!"
"Conquered?" I laughed, blushing a little as Eric pulled my butt cheeks apart for the camera, showing the world my raw, pink anus obviously leaking a black man's sperm
"That's what you are now," Eric laughed, fingering my cummy boy cunt for the anonymous black men watching us. "Your ass is conquered, bitch!"
"I guess so!" I giggled, sticking my tongue out at him.
"Put that tongue on my balls," he told me. "Clean me up before I take off."
"You're not staying?" I asked, twisting my body and crawling off the cum soaked pillow so I could wash his cock with my mouth.
"Staying?" he chuckled. "I have to get home before my girlfriend thinks I'm fucking around on her."
"Your girlfriend?" I blinked at that. "But I thought…"
"You thought you're my girlfriend?" Eric asked me and I nodded, feeling my face growing hot. "Sorry. You're just the faggot I'm getting paid to fuck."
"B-But…" I felt like crying suddenly, but I didn't know why. I hardly even knew this guy, but still…
"Shhh…Stop whining and clean my dick," he said, grabbing a fistful of hair and pulling my mouth down to his prick. "Do a good job too. I don't need my girlfriend asking me why my dick tastes like shit!"
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"What a jerk!" I said to myself, sitting alone on my bed after Eric had left.
I should have taken a bath, except I liked the feeling of his cum inside my butt. I felt squishy down there and a little sore maybe, but not too much. Mostly my heart felt worse and I couldn't believe Eric had a girlfriend! He was supposed to be with me! It wasn't fair at all! I'd done everything he wanted me to. I'd kissed him and sucked his cock, I'd let him fuck me…twice! I'd even done that stupid webcam thing and now half of Seattle had probably seen the video of little white me getting seriously butt fucked by big black him.
He was supposed to love me! And my mom wasn't just paying him to have sex with me either! That idiot! He was supposed to be taking care of my dad. God! I hated him right then. I'd forgotten all about everyone else too, that was the worst part. I hadn't even thought of Heather once! Every part of me had been given to Eric and he'd just laughed at me. What a jerk! Why did I even like him anyway? He wasn't that handsome! Just sort of handsome and his dick wasn't even all that! Master Cock? Hah!
Next time I saw him, I was just going to ignore the man. Let's see which one of us really didn't care then! I wouldn't even look at him and I knew Eric would be sorry then! He'd come crawling on his hands and knees, saying he was sorry, but I wouldn't even listen. What a jerk! Ugh! I hated him! Why did he have to have a girlfriend anyway? I bet she was dog ugly too! Probably some fat, ugly, black girl with pimples on her butt! I knew I looked hot! Lots of guys liked me! I could have any guy I wanted, so that was just going to be too bad for Eric!
Yeah. That's what I'd do, I thought. I'd just ignore him and I didn't even like him that much anyway. I didn't love him, that was for sure! If he thought I did, well…That was his problem! Except I was crying when I fell asleep.