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Black man’s sissy boyBlack man’s sissy boyI started jerking off to ejaculation when I was around 18. Once I started doing it, it was all I thought about, 24/7 it seemed like. I collected fuck mags and porno tapes wherever I could find them, to use as visual aids. Just looking at those sexy nude women being loved up by their hot men made my dick so fuckin’ HARD! Because of that I was able to convince myself that I was normal, of course, in retrospect it is obvious that I was identifying with the women.One day when my mom was at work, I was laying in her bed, masturbating. I got up and rummaged through her underwear drawer. The drawer smelled like perfume and the odor made my dick stiffen. Some of her panties had stains – I think they were cum stains – on the crotch. Anyway, I don’t know why, but something prompted me to try on a pair of her silky nylon hose. The material felt so good on my legs! Next I stepped into a pair of her red french cut panties. Then I caught a glimpse of myself in the full-length mirror – and was electrified.I was about 5′, 2″ then, and the only body hair I had was on my 18 year old pubes. I just couldn’t believe how much like a girl I looked! I quickly applied som of my mom’s hot red lipstick and checked myself out; I almost came in Mom’s panties right there.I looked every bit as sexy as those bitches in the fuck mags. I jerked off until my 18 year old dick was sore.I never knew my real dad; Mom never talked about him, and once, when she was drunk, she told me she wasn’t even sure who he was.Mom always had boyfriends as far back as I can remember. Three or four of them lived with us at different times, but they never stayed for long. Then She met Butch, and he moved in soon after.Butch was Mom’s first black man. He had recently been released from state prison, but Mom was crazy about him. I used to listen to them fucking every night. She was always hanging on him, treating him like he was a king, massaging him, kissing on him. He didn’t like me much. He treated me nice when Mom was around, but when we were alone he mostly ignored me. I think it was because I wasn’t the most masculine 18 year old k**. In fact, looking back on it, I was a downright sissy. I loathed athletic sports, and was frail and a weakling. Once he told me that his 7 year old son could kick my ass! And me, an 18 year old!Anyway, as I said earlier, my favorite pasttime was jerking off several times a day. I used to go in Mom’s room and sneak Butch’s fuck mags and masturbate while looking at the sexy nude women. Sometimes I’d pop in one of the porno videos that Butch had, and jerk off while watching the beautiful white women making love to their black men.One rainy afternoon when Mom was at work and Butch was out I put on some black spike high heels and applied some sexy red lipstick on my pouty lips. I was standing in front of the mirror, admiring my feminine beauty and stroking my cock when I was startled by a wolf whistle. I gasped; there was Butch standing behind me with his arms folded, watching me. I grabbed for Mom’s Frederick’s of Hollywood silk shorty robe, but Butch’s hand lashed out and grabbed the robe from my hand. He whistled. “Like mother, like son”, he said.”Butch, I was just – ” I noticed his hand was squeezing his groin; that’s when I felt fear. He had me in his grip, his big hand squeezing my upper arm tightly. I was completely nude, except for the 4 inch high heels. He was wearing a pair of atheletic shorts and a sweatshirt with the sleeves cut off. Butch was really buff, and he loved showing off his muscles.He relaxed the grip on my arm and I went for the robe again.”Uh, uh, uh”, he said. “You just stand right there.His eyes darted to the tv. The porno tape was playing. On the screen a blonde girl was on her knees in front of a black guy and she was giving him a blow job. Butch stripped off his sweat shirt. He was about 5′, 10”; 190 lbs, and all muscles. He had tattoos all over. He went over and flopped on the bed, still rubbing his groin. “Oooh, FUCK!” he said. “Man, she could suck the chrome off a bumper hitch! She is fuckin HOT!” He looked at me. “Hey, Stevie,” he said. “You lookin pretty sexy, too…pretty as you mama – prettier, even. What are you now 18 – 19? Turn around, girl, lemme look at you.”I did like he said and he whistled again. “Girl you got some pretty laigs on you – just like yo momma. He reached over and ran his hand up and down my bare legs. “Fuck! Soft as silk an’ sweet as sugah!”He pulled me close and bent his head to mine – and we kissed, his hungry mouth clamping over mine, his tongue snaking into my 18 year old mouth and down my throat.OHMIGOD! I was SO hungry for love and affection! After all, I was 18!I responded to his kiss and my tongue was wrapped around his as his big arms encircled me and I felt SO safe, and SO secure. Suddenly he picked me up and carried me to the bed, lowering me gently onto the sheets.I watched as he stripped off his sweatshirt and kicked off his shorts. I almost shit when I saw the size of the bulge in his jockey shorts. He came close. “Feel of it, Stevie,” he said. “Go haid, girl, squeeze on it.”I reached up and felt the hard boner under the material of his shorts. He groaned in pleasure. “Take my shorts down, sissy,” he said.I hooked my fingers and thumbs under the waistband and pulled his shorts down – and gasped as his huge black cock sprang free. OmiGOD! What a big cock!”You like that cock, baby?” he asked me. “Go haid, girl, feel of it.”I squeezed down around his thick black cock and I saw a big pearly bead of semen form on the purple head. I knew about sucking cock because I had watched a lot of Butch’s porn tapes. I got off the bed and knelt at his feet. I knew he wanted a blowjob, and I was flattered that he wanted me to give him one. I flickered my tongue out lapping up the bead of cum. Mmmm! My first taste of semen! And it was SO good!So, soon after getting my first kiss, I was giving my first blowjob. And here I was, over 18! Butch was a good teacher. He told me how to suck cock and balls. I sucked his cock until he said, “I’m gonna cum – open yo fuckin’ mouth!”I opened my mouth wide, just like the ladies in the porno tapes and waited as he masturbated over my mouth. Sudden he groaned in pleasure and ejaculated into my mouth. Fuck! His cum tasted SO sweet!After that I became Butch’s woman, fucking him behind my mom’s back. Actually our first fuck came 2 days after the first blowjob. We were in the bed nude and we were making out and I begged him to fuck me in the ass. As we kissed he greased his finger in Vaseline and inserted it into my rectum. When I was comfortable with that he inserted a second finger. We kissed and he finger fucked me until I was maddened with sex desire and I begged for his cock in my ass. He kept telling me no, that he was too big for me, and I kept begging him to fuck me.He laid me back and had me raise my 18 year old legs. He placed my heels over his broad shoulders. This position automatically had the effect of spreading my buttocks and immobilizing me, because my back was on the pillows up against the headboard.I could feel the head of Butch’s cock near my anus as he bent to kiss my mouth and neck and tits. I was squirming, wanting – needing – his dick inside of me. Then he began to push his cock to the mouth of my hungry anus. OH! FUCK! IT FUCKIN’ HURTS!I tried to squirm away but there was nowhere to move. I was lucky if I weighed 70 pounds, and Butch had his 250 pounds of big black muscles on top of me. I was completely helpless as his cock tore into my clenched sphincter muscles. I screamed in pain and naked fear. “Shut up, Stevie!” Butch barked. Then more gently, “Relax, relax you ass, baby.”I tried to do as he said and sure enough, the greasy cock suddenly eased deep into my fuck hole, and the pain subsided. Butch began fucking me with long slow strokes – all the way in – all the way out. He was kissing my neck and sucking on my tits and I felt SO feminine and sexy! Here I was, completely nude, lipstick on my mouth, high heels on my feet, being fucked by a handsome black muscleman! Not just fucked, but made LOVE to!”Am I like a woman, Butch?” I whimpered, my bare skinny legs up over his big arms as he fucked me.”You ARE a woman, Stevie”, Butch said in my ear. “You MY woman – ALL woman, baby.”We were mating like sex mad a****ls. Suddenly I felt his body tense and he began shaking. His deep bass voice was groaning and he plunged in balls deep – and I felt his hard on jumping inside of me as he released his semen flooding my bowels. He relaxed and lowered my legs from his arms and fell on top of me, breathing heavily. We kissed and I could feel his cock softening inside of me. He eased it out and it felt like I was taking a big greasy constipated shit. I cuddled up against Butch’s big chest and he wrapped his arms around me and he went right to sleep. I lay there, naked in his arms, my head full of stars, smelling his flesh, and soon I slept, too.Eight months later Butch violated parole and was sent back to prison. After Butch was gone, Mom was cleaning out his stuff and she found a videotape of me and him having sex. I have never seen her so pissed off. She bought me a bus ticket to my grandparents and dropped me off at the station. Well, being over 18 and rebellious, I had no desire to go live with them because they were religious nuts and very strict.I traded my ticket in at the counter for a ticket to Dallas. I don’t know why I chose Dallas, God knows I didn’t know anyone there, I just wanted to get as far away as I could from Mom and my grandparents. In my bag I had stashed away a couple of pairs of high heels and some lipstick. I also had – in addition to the hundred bucks Mom had given me – 800 bucks that Butch had hidden from Mom.The bus pulled into Dallas in the late afternoon. It was June and really hot. I wandered around the city for hours with no idea where I was going. Eventually I found myself in what I was later to learn was a ghetto. Being from a small town I knew next to nothing about the world. I went into a store and bought a couple of fuck magazines. Everyone I saw around me was black or latino – which was strange to me because, other than Butch, there were no black people in the town I had spent my life in.After leaving the store I walked a couple of blocks. I spotted a decrepit looking building with a flashing neon sign in front that said “Hotel Dallas”. It was getting dark. I went into the lobby. I passed some worn out looking furniture where some bums were sleeping and went to the desk. The clerk was an older latino guy who seemed surprised to see me. I guess I didn’t realize how out of place my youthfulness and skin color made me. I asked him how much for a room.”How old are you, k**?” he asked me.”I’m 25,” I answered him, which, looking back on it must have seemed very funny to him because I was lucky if I looked 18 – which I was.”Forty bucks,” he said, pushing the register toward me. “Sign there,” he said.I signed a made up name and gave him the money. He handed me a key. “Room 402 – take the elevator,” he said.The elevator was really old and it had a folding cage like door that you had to close first, then the big door closed when you pushed the floor number button. It took a long time for the elevator to get to the fourth floor. I stepped out into the hallway. The lighting was really dim. I found my room and went in.The room was surprisingly large. I flicked the light switch. A single naked light bulb filled the room with a sickly pale light. In the middle of the room against the wall was an old iron bed. The mattress was lumpy and had stains all over it. It smelled like piss. There were sheets folded on the mattress. Against another wall was a sink. There was no bathroom. That, the clerk had told me, was located down the hallway and was communal, meaning all the guests on that floor had to share it.I threw the sheets on the bed and took off all my clothes; I couldn’t wait to masturbate. Nowadays when I jerked off, in addition to the fuck magazines, I thought of when Butch and I made love. I jerked off 3 times in a row before falling to sleep, cum drying on my belly.I don’t know how long I slept but when I awoke it was still dark. What woke me was a noise. I opened my eyes and was shocked: the latino clerk was standing over my bed! I pulled the sheet over my bare body. “What do you want?” I said.He stood there looking at me. Finally he said, “I want the money for your friend’s room. They checked out and said you were paying.”I was befuddled. “What friends?” I asked. “I don’t have any friends. I just got off the bus – I don’t know anyone here.”A crafty smile played over his lips for a second. Little did I know it, but I had just confirmed his suspicions – a runaway 18 year old punk on his own. He reached out and began pulling the sheet off of me. I tried to pull it back but he yanked it to the floor. “You got smooth legs,” he said. Then his look got hard. “One way or the other you gonna pay that bill.”I was really frightened now. “Ok,” I said. “I’ll pay. How much is it?””Six hundred bucks,” he answered. My heart sunk. I knew that it was all I had, and the thought of having to give it up like that was depressing. But I realized that I had no choice.”Can I have the sheet – to cover myself while I get you the money?”He handed me the sheet and I wrapped it around my body. “I don’t know why you want to cover up a pretty body like that, puto,” he said as I went to my bag. I dug around and suddenly I felt sick. The money I had was gone. I dumped the bag out – nothing. I picked up my pants and went through the pockets. I had been robbed while I slept. “It’s gone – all my money is gone – someone stole it!”The clerk reached out and grabbed my arm in a vice like grip. “Look, bitch, don’t fuck with me or I’ll beat your ass so bad you’ll have trouble walkin’. I want the fuckin’ money you owe me – NOW!”I started to cry. “Please,” I said, “please don’t hurt me! I’m telling the truth – my money is gone!”He relaxed his grip. “Ok,if that’s the way you want it.” He bent down and scooped up my clothes and stripped the sheets from the bed, including the one I had wrapped around me. He headed for the door.”Where are you going?” I asked, crying. “Can I please have my clothes back? I’ll call my mom and get you the money.”He paused at the door and laughed harshly. “Your mom? Fuck that, puto, you’re over 18, You gonna earn that money.” He left and closed the door behind him. I heard a clicking noise. I ran to the door and tried to open it. It was locked. I began to panic. I ran to the window. It was so filthy I could barely see through the glass. I tried to open it but it only went up about 8 inches. The street seemed a very long way down, even if I could get the window open it was too high to jump. I was trapped – a prisoner.An hour must have passed when I heard the lock and the door opened. It was the clerk. There was a big black guy with him. They entered the room, locking the door behind them. “Ooooo-EEE! You wasn’t shittin’, Jose!” the black guy said, staring at me. “This some sweet lookin’ pussy!”I tol’ you, man,” Jose said. “So, we gots a deal?””We gots a deal”, the black man said. He took a wad of bills out of his pocket and handed it to the clerk, who took it and stuffed it into his pocket. He opened the door and looked at me, cowering on the bed, naked and scared. He shook his head. “Good luck,” he said. He left, closing the door behind him.The black guy was looking at me with a hard look. He was about 30, six foot two, at least 200 pounds and ripped. He was wearing a tanktop. He had a shave head and a goatee. His arms were bigger than my legs, and covered in tattoos. “You know how to suck cock?” He asked me. “And don’ lie – I seen the lipstick an’ high heels in yo bag.”I nodded. He stood there staring at me. “Stan’ up,” he ordered. “I wan’ check you ass out – see what I done paid fo”I got off the bed and stood in front of him naked. “Turn yo ass aroun’ ” he ordered. I obeyed him numbly. I tensed when I felt a big hand feeling up my bare legs. It moved to my buttocks, up my bare back, up the back of my neck and through my long blonde hair. Then he ran his fingers up through my hair, twisting it into a top knot. His other hand was feeling his groin. He took my top knot and forced me to my knees. “Unzip my pants,” he said.I was on my knees, my head kind of twisted to an angle because of the grip in my hair. I did as he told me. Oh well, what the fuck, it was only a blow job – at worst a fuck – I had done it all before, with Davis. I unbuckled and unzipped his pants. They fell to the floor. I didn’t have to be told – like all black men he wanted to be served. I eased his undershirts down. He had a big cock, about 8 inches, no worse than Butch’s, I thought. His dick was erect and veiny. He pushed my face to it. “I want a nice blowjob, sissy,” he said. “Lots of tongue and saliva – no teeth – I feel teeth Ima knock ’em out ‘yo haid.”He stripped off his tanktop and kicked his pants aside, standing there like a naked black bull. I felt my dick getting hard, too, as I ran my tongue and lips over his cock. I began sucking his dick, using all the tricks I had learned from Davis. As I blew him I ran my small hands all over his big muscley legs – men like that – I had learned that from pleasing Butch. Then I kissed his balls, sucking them into my mouth. He groaned in pleasure as I sucked his cock and balls. Suddenly he tensed and I felt my mouth flooding with sweet tasting cum. There was so much cum I had to gulp it down to prevent it from spilling out of the corners of my mouth. I swallowed it all and cleaned his penis off with my lips, nibbling and sucking the last drop out of his cock. “Didja like it, honey?” I asked him.He grunted. He quickly dressed. “I ain’t gone lie, that was one pro blowjob,” he said. “Stan’ up, I wanna see that pussy.”I stood up and he took me by the arm and turned me around. “Bend over and spread yo ass.” He said. I obeyed and he whistled. “Yeah, nice and pink and tight,” he said.I felt better now; I had sucked him off and he had gotten his money’s worth. “Can I have my clothes back now?” I asked him.He glared at me. “You don’ get it – do you? I paid 300 bucks fo you ass. You belong to me now. You my ho. You gone pay my money back an then some.”Then he reached into a back and took out a pair of handcuffs. He took my left wrist and clamped one of the cuffs on it, the other cuff onto the iron bed board. The cuffs had a length of chain connecting them that were longer than the usual length – about double. At least it gave me more movement. But there was no getting around the fact that I was chained naked to the bed; I was no better than an a****l.Beginning that night the black man – his name was Odell – brought men in to fuck me. I began to dread the click of the locks in the door because i knew it was another trick for me to service. At first i was sullen and uncooperative, but a severe ass whipping from Odell put the fear of god into me. It happened after the second trick; the guy complained that I was a dead fuck, according to Odell. He came in the room, cuffed both my hands to the sink, and started giving me a beating like I had never had before. He used his fists and a big leather belt. When he was done my right eye was completely swollen shut and my upper lip was swelled up like a duck bill. I had big purple bruises all over my body, and I ached something terrible. He cuffed me back on the bed and pinched my jaws between his big hand, his face inches from mine. “Every time I get a complaint from a trick”, he said. “An’ you gonna get a asswhippin’ just like this. Are we clear?”http://xhamster.com/user/jeffreybarnesTurned into sissy cuckold slave :-)Glen always got k**ded about how young he looked. Even on his wedding day, three months ago, someone had called him ‘the baby-faced bridegroom’. He took it all good-naturedly. After all, he was quite short and slender, and really did appear to be in his teens. At 21 he still got carded in liquor stores. He didn’t get carded in bars because he never drank there. Even the neighborhood place, which was completely tame, seemed too rough to him. Maybe that was why he felt so comfortable with Leesy, as Lisa was called by all her friends, because she was as short as him and shied away from bars.They had a brief period of dating, got engaged, and were wed. It all went smoothly. Well, almost all. Leesy played the innocent girl and declined to have any sort of sexual relations with Glen before they were married. He was old fashioned enough to appreciate and accept that though, at the same time, he was achingly eager to experience intercourse. He had gone out with other girls in the past. He had even gotten a few of them into his apartment. The problem was that, when they saw his underdeveloped penis, a mere two inches flaccid and only four, and proportionatly skinny, erect, they suddenly lost all interest in going to bed with him. Two of them even laughed at his inadequate member, one who tried to contain her reaction and the other, a rather trampish girl, who pointed at it and didn’t bother to hide her amusement.Of course, he internalized his failures, and became extremely self-concious about his tiny endowment. He told himself that the girl who laughed openly did that because she was so slutty. What had he been thinking in the first place, going out with such a trashy female? He hated it when women were obvious about their sexuality. At the same time, he conveniently blotted out the fact that he had been thrilled to be with her because he imagined that she wouldn’t reject him. Glen was desperate at that point to lose his virginity.On his wedding night all of his insecurities rose up and gave him a terrible case of nerves. He had a small house he had inherited and that was where they went, with the plan to postpone their honeymoon until they were more financially secure. Glen was also obsessively frugal. Leesy wasn’t happy with that but she did appreciate the idea of starting out with a home and a secure situation, so she made no complaint. She went to the bathroom to remove her wedding dress — Glen had talked her out of getting an expensive gown — and he headed for the bedroom to undress. He was so nervous he was almost shaking. He had just lowered his jockeys to his ankles when she walked in sooner than he expected. Glen froze, not even retaining the presence of mind to step out of his shorts. He had intended to turn off the overhead light and leave on only the small lamp by the bed. Instead, he had to stand there, hands uselessly at his sides, with his mini-dick in plain sight.All Leesy had on was her garterbelt and stockings, along with her heels, wedding headpiece and veil. She stared at his crotch and her expression turned stormy. He unwisely tried to take a step toward her and was tripped up by his shorts, nearly falling before he caught himself on the edge of the bed. Glen belatedly discarded the jockeys but still had no way to hide his inadequacy.He said, his voice shaky, “I… I’m sorry, Leesy. I mean, I didn’t want to upset… or, you know…””No, I don’t know,” she said with cold calm. “What didn’t you want to upset me about?”She wanted him to say it. He felt his cheeks grow warm as he blushed. “I just mean that… You know. I’m not… big… down there.””Not big,” she repeated acidly. “That’s an understatement. You weren’t honest with me, were you?””I guess not. I mean, no.””Then I think you should make it up to me — husband. I think you should use your mouth on me — between my legs — to satisfy me, since you obviously can’t do it with that baby dick. I’ll bet you’ve never given any woman an orgasm with that little weiner.””N… not… no,” he said, shamefaced.”In fact, I’ll bet you’ve never even had it inside a girl.”Without thinking he said, “No, but…” Then he realized what he had just confessed.”Which means you’re a virgin, doesn’t it, Glen?””I…” He hung his head. “Yes, Leesy.”She sneered at him. “Then I hope you’re really good with your mouth. Or haven’t you done that, either?””I haven’t but…” He made a pained face. “I can’t. I mean, just the idea disgusts me. I’m sure if you let me, you know, have intercourse…””That’s not going to happen. And I don’t care that the thought of licking my pussy, and sucking on my clit, and pushing your tongue up inside, makes you sick. Condsidering what you’ve done to me, getting me to marry you under false pretenses, you deserve to suffer. And I’m going to see that you do. Onto the bed, shrimpdick. NOW.”He scrambled onto the mattress, his heart racing, his stomach rolling. She laid down and threw her legs apart lewdly, exposing the pink gash of her pussy as brazenly as she could. Glen gagged slightly as he brought his face down. She told him to start slowly and then gave him detailed instructions which she told him he had better remember. Leesy kept him down there for nearly an hour. It excited her that he didn’t want to do it. He eventually gave her three orgasms and left her sated. She didn’t permit him to wash his face or rinse his mouth. Instead, he had to lie alongside her desirable body while she stroked his chest, teased his receptive nipples, and mocked his unimpressive erection. After an hour of that he was thoroughly frustrated and so demeaned that thoughts of trying to coax her into real sex became impossible.For the first three months of their marriage that was the pattern they followed. Plenty of oral sex for Leesy, lots of teasing for her new husband, and no release for him at all. Then she got the phone call that changed everything.She told Glen, “I’m having a visitor tonight. An old friend. I can’t wait for you to meet him.”It was a Friday and he had finished early at the office. That left him with several hours until his wife’s guest arrived. Tense and concerned, he ran to the liquor store to get the half dozen items she wanted. All the bottles were the better brands, and cost Glen a lot. He was used to picking up a single bottle of inexpensive white wine and wasn’t happy about the increased cost but, with the state of his marriage, he had learned by then not to object to anything she wanted. He still believed time would fix their problems.When he got home Leesy called to him from the bedroom. “Just line up the bottles on the kitchen counter. Make sure there’s plenty of ice, too. Then come in here.”He did as he was told. When he entered the bedroom he was shocked to see the transformation his wife had wrought on herself. Her medium length blond hair, usually worn down, was teased up and sprayed into a slutty rat’s nest. She normally wore almost no make-up but now she had on a triple dose, which made her appear trashy. Adding to the effect was the snug sleeveless top that she wore with no bra under it, as well as the tiny wrap-around skirt that barely reached beyond the tops of her smooth round thighs. Completing the whorish outfit was a pair of tall heels in bright red, with open toes that showed off matching nail polish.”W… what are you doing? You can’t have anyone see you like that. It would embarrass me.””It’s not how you feel about me that matters. I want to impress my friend. You just worry about our drinks.”He wanted to protest but felt defeated. After three months of regularly being teased but denied sexual release, and of having his laughably small dick ridiculed, he had almost no self respect left. Glen simply wanted to get this evening over with and move on. At a few minutes after eight they heard a firm knock on the front door. Unhappily, he went to answer it. As he swung the door open, Glen was stunned to find himself confronting a towering Black man with broad shoulders, his heavily muscled arms shown off by a purple pocket-T. He glanced down at Glen and smirked.In a deep commanding voice he said, “I’m here to see Leesy.”When Glen didn’t move aside the hulking figure pushed past him, nearly knocking him off balance. Glen stumbled after him. Leesy was in the livingroom. When she saw the newcomer she opened her arms and the two of them hugged passionatly. To Glen’s horror, she turned up her face and opened her mouth. The huge Black stud pressed his fleshy lips to hers and they shared a long, deep kiss. Then the bull of a man turned to Glen and glowered.”Make me a 7 and 7. Leesy here’ll have a rum and cola.” He asked her, “That still your drink, baby?””Sure is, Turk,” she answered. “Though it’s been a while since I’ve had one. My husband only drinks white wine. Or I should say, he sips it, like a girl.”They both laughed. Turk sent Glen scurrying to the kitchen with a hard look. When the frightened husband returned with their drinks, and nothing for himself, they were sitting on the sofa, close together, having an intimate conversation. As Glen sat across from them on an old armchair, he heard terrible news.Turk wanted to know, “Leesy, what are you doing with a nothing like him?””Well, he has this house and a decent job. You know what a party girl I was when we were together. I guess I got burned out and needed a break. I started wearing conservative clothes, lost my make-up bag, and acted like I was as dull as him. After we got hitched and I found out he has a pinky finger where he should have grown a cock, I got pissed off and knew it was time to go back to enjoying myself. You don’t know how much I’ve missed having a monster cock like yours in me, Turk. His is so small that all I’ll let him do is go down on me. And wait’ll you hear this. The idiot’s a virgin.” She chuckled. “And as of right now, I intend to keep him that way.”Glen was aghast. He couldn’t believe what he had just heard. Then his wife began to open Turk’s pants. She got his cock out and it was enormous, about eight inches soft. Her soft small hands massaged and stroked until his organ swelled to an amazing ten inches hard. Glen sat there trembling, knowing he had no chance to compete. But that wasn’t the worst of it. Leesy lowered her head and fitted her overly reddened lips around the large knob of his tool. She sucked it happily and then demonstrated that she could swallow the entire shaft, right up to his heavy balls. Glen was sickened but couldn’t look away.After ten minutes of that they moved to the bedroom, making Glen bring them their drinks. They happily undressed each other and were soon on the bed. Leesy lay there smiling up at Turk, her thighs apart, his massive rod aimed at her moist cleft. He shoved into her and buried himself all the way, then began pumping her hard. She responded by gripping his shoulders, squirming her hips, and thrusting back at him.”That’s it, Turk,” she urged. “Jam that log into me. This is what sex is supposed to be like. My jerk of a husband doesn’t have the equipment or the know-how to do it right. He’s a big waste of time in bed. But you’re incredible.” She went on and on like that, praising her lover and insulting her spouse.They shared an animated bout of sex that lasted over a half hour before she had a loud climax and he let himself unload into her. When they had at last finished and come down from their heightened state, they lay next to each other, whispering softly. Glen sat there sniffling.Turk declared, “We’ve got to do something with your sissyboy there so he won’t ever get any crazy ideas about having any rights to your body. What we’ve got to do is show him what a wimp he really is. What a wussy. And I know the way to do it.”They got up and he made Glen sit on the caf? chair in front of her vanity table. Turk annoucned that she was going to make Glen resemble what he really was, more girl than man. He told her to start with lipstick — “Lots of it.” She chose a tube of ‘Mad Magenta’ that she had bought on impulse and never used. A liberal application, along with lip liner to make his mouth appear larger, achieved the effect Turk wanted. When Glen saw himself in the mirror he felt swoony. It changed the look of his entire face. When she followed that with heavy eye make-up, including blue shadow on his lids, he looked even more feminine. A little shading here and blush there finished the job. She was already getting ideas of how to make the results more extreme. And she was getting turned on by how unmanly and miserable it made Glen appear.”Real good,” Turk declared, nodding his approval. “Now see if you have a sweet little nightie and panties for your new girlfriend. And he’s got little feet, so let’s try an old pair of your shoes.”Delighted, Leesy selected a pink, see-through babydoll set and high-heeled bedroom slippers. Glen had almost no hair on his legs, and it was very light, but to hide what little there was she also had him don pale red stockings with elastic tops. The total effect was incredible. Glen was gone and a slutty party girl had taken his place. Thrilled with her success, she also teased his hair and sprayed it into a field of spikey points, not too punk- rockish, but more cheap-whorish. Glen was appalled. Leesy was wildly amused. Turk was interested — in a very personal way.The imposing Black man snapped at Glen to stand. Then Turk got behind him, brought his hands around and pressed them to Glen’s narrow hairless chest, and shoved his naked crotch against the feminized husband’s naked backside. When Glen felt that huge cock insinuating itself between his buttocks he instinctively tried to squirm free but Turk held him effortlessly. That massive Black cock was getting hard again, even after its owner had just had sex. Still restraining Glen, Turk got the victim’s nipples between his rough thumbs and forefingers and rolled them, making Glen’s little penis rise.”Looky there,” Turk observed with a laugh. “Your faggy husband likes being touched by another man. I wonder what else he likes.””Let’s find out,” Leesy said breathlessly. “I want you to push him as far as you can, lover.””Yeah. That’s what I want, too.” Turk tugged downward on Glen’s nipples, making him sink to his knees. Then he moved around in front of the distressed cuckold, putting his frighteningly large Black cock directly in front of Glen’s face. “Open those girly lips, sissy, and stick out your little pink tongue.””P… please, d… don’t…” Glen said falteringly.”Awwwww,” she’s shy, Turk said with a chuckle. “Come here, Leesy. Let’s show him I’m nobody to be afraid of.”She went to the stud immediately. He put one hand on each of her breasts, covering the rosy nipples, and fondled them freely. They kissed and his cock stood up like an iron bar. He ran his hands all over the sexy woman as her defeated husband knelt there watching helplessly. Then Turk turned back to Glen.”See, Miss Prettymouth? I treat girls real nice. That’s how I want to treat you. If you’d rather, I can put you over my lap and swat your cute ass until you scream, and you won’t be able to sit down until tomorrow. But I don’t think you want that. I think you want to trust me and do what I say. Right?””Y… yes. Yes, Sir.””Quick learner. I like that. Here’s one more thing for you to learn. When you talk, I want you to sound like the sissygirl you are. You know, all lispy. Try that again.””Y… yeth? Yeth thir?”Leesy laughed at her ridiculous sounding husband. Turk grinned down at him. In a soft, approving voice he said, “Good girl. Now I won’t have to hurt you. So let’s see that eager mouth opened kaş escort wide and that nimble tongue sticking out.” When Glen haltingly obeyed, Turk observed, “That wasn’t difficult. Now just kiss my big old balls a few times. Come on, sissy.”Closing his eyes, aware that his wife was watching avidly, Glen forced himself to lean forward and press his brightly colored lips to Turk’s drawn up balls and kiss them half a dozen times.After that the powerful Black man told him, “Next you’re going to lick that big yummy cock all up and down its underside. Go on, now. Don’t stop making me happy.”Glen pictured himself over Turk’s lap, being spanked like an unruly girl. He couldn’t bear that, especially since afterward he knew he would have to do whatever Turk demanded anyway. Even though it would make him appear weak in front of his wife, he extended his tongue and lapped his way up and down the bottom of that stiff cock. With every contact he tasted the mingled sperm and female juices from their coupling. It made him ill and humiliated him to the depths of his being, but he didn’t stop.Finally, Turk told him, “That’s a gooood wussy. Now you just got to do one more thing for Daddy Turk. You gotta put your mouth over the head of my cock and give it a thorough sucking. Don’t worry, baby, I’m not going to make you try to swallow all that meat. I’m not a bad guy. Go on, now, get your lips around that tasty knob.”Hating every second of it, Glen did as he was told by ‘Daddy’ Turk. He managed to fit his mouth over the business end of the Black tool and began sucking. Leesy watched with her eyes glistening, and licked her full lips.She said, “Turk, honey. How about if I get down there and use my hand on you? How about if I stoke you until you shoot a load of your precious cream into my sissy husband’s mouth, all over his tongue? I want to turn him into a cocksucker. I want to see him suck your Black shaft and swallow your thick salty sperm. Please, Turk? If you do that for me, I’ll do anything you want. Anything.””I’ll only do it if this pretty sissy tells me it’s okay. How about it, sissy? Do you want your wife to jerk me off until I blast a load into your hungry mouth? I think you do. I think the right answer from you is ‘yes’. If you don’t nod your cute head it’s gonna be like you’re telling me I’m wrong, and that’d make me angry. And you DON’T want to make your Daddy Turk angry, do you? But it’s your choice, sugarlips. You decide. Tell both of us if you want a big helping of my paste in your mouth.”In fear of upsetting the dominant Black sex machine, Glen could only nod. Turk had him nod several more times, saying he wanted to be sure of the answer, and also because it felt good on his rampant cock. Then he gave Leesy the go-ahead to kneel and begin handling his cock. She happily curled her small pale fingers around the thick rammer and worked her hand up and down. submissively licking and kissing Turk’s muscular thigh. Glen was in terror of having the weapon in his mouth go off, knowing that once that happened, he would be forever branded in his wife’s mind as a sissy cock-gobbler and weakling cum-gulper. He wanted to cry but instead just kept sucking, even running his tongue over the lower portion of the cockhead, where it was extra sensitive, and around its wide corona. He didn’t want to give Turk a better blowjob than he had to, worried that the Black man would then want more, but he also knew that doing less than his best might earn him the spanking that had been described — or something much worse. Glen’s cowardice was getting him deeper and deeper into this predicament.Turk was silently gloating over his victory. In one short lesson he had reduced a straight husband to wimpy cockslave. He was already imagining how much further he could bully the pathetic worm. Turk had a taste for sissys like him and now he could have one of his very own, along with the fabulously sexy wife, who was as pleased with the transformation as he was. Glen was the only one who didn’t want that to happen, and his misery only fueled the other two’s desire to go further, further, further.The tall Black man grunted. He was close to finishing. Glen began to weep as his wife continued stroking, increasing her speed to bring off the man she was cheating with. Turk gritted his teeth and moaned loudly as he pumped out a generous helping of rich semen, filling his cockslave’s mouth so fully that some leaked out at the corners. Glen made himself swallow, twice, and then just knelt there, tonguing his new Master through a long afterglow. Turk finally popped the end of the club between his legs out of its warm receptacle.Leesy hugged him. “Thank you for absolutely ruining that sissy as a man.” She kissed Turk deeply. “He’ll never be able to even look at me without knowing that I watched him suck cock.””You mean suck cock the first time.” Turk laughed. “With some training from you, he could go professional.” He told Glen, “Lick your lips, sissyboy. There’s something on them.”After that they kept Glen in his new feminized state every minute that he was home. He had to continue to speak in a sissified voice, lisping and sighing. When Turk entered the room Glen might say, “Mathter, I’m thoo gwad to thee you. Do you wike my new thithy pantieth?” and follow it with a hopeful sigh. Leesy made him do all the housework, usually wearing just heels, stockings and some other bits of girly attire, like a gaudy necklace, earrings, or a big flouncy bow in his hair.They decided he needed a more appropriate outfit for cleaning and serving, so a maid’s costume was ordered. It would be pink and red, decorated with big hearts. They called him their sissymaid and promised that there would be other versions of that uniform to wear. For his part, Glen hated every second of his new life, but he began to accept it, even to respond to it. Because he was almost never allowed to ejaculate, he got stimulated by any sort of sexual contact, even if it was pampering Turk’s cock or eating Leesy’s ass.The worst, however, was always her infidelity. She made a show of foreplay with Turk and verbally trashed Glen during sex with her lover. Poor hubby had to prepare both of them for screwing with his mouth and then, even more disgusting, clean them up the same way after. His old life was gone, except for going to work so he could bring home a paycheck, which he promptly turned over to his wife. Even at the office, everyone could see changes in him and how unmasculine he acted. He was looked down on by all his co-workers.Glen had been turned into a sissy cuckold and nothing could ever reverse that awful transformation.http://xhamster.com/user/randomusernameSissy finds black cockMy gorgeous petite wife walked up in a flirty barely there dress that showed off her big breasts and curvy hips and it did nothing to improve my mood. It added to my depression.Gina was so pretty a dozen times a year some idiot would bump into her car just to get to talk to her. Cops incessantly pulled her over and made excuses to get to see her license for her address. Our insurance agent thought they should create a new risk category called ‘too gorgeous to drive.’ He called three times a month to talk to her about it.They kept her in the high roller area at the casino where she cocktailed. It was as much for her own protection as it was to make more money from the whales. Though they put all the waitresses in sexy little dresses they added material to Gina’s. It physically hurt the eye to see her in the regular dress it was so pornographic.Even worse, she was the sweetest girl in the world. She was so approachable every asshole on the planet thought he had a chance. There’s a mythical thousand dollar a night in tips rumor that lures women into her job. Its bullshit except for my wife, we lived off of my salary and paid off our house in nine months on her tips with her only working three days a week.Great looking guys that flew in on private jets hawked her offering her anything and everything. The lead singer of a band that performed there offered her a hundred thousand dollars to be at his side at the Grammys.After two years of dating and five years of marriage, between the pressure to try to prove myself to my boss and prove myself worthy of my wife, I cracked. We’d been three months without sex. I suspected divorce papers at any moment or word that one of the thousands of guys that hit on her a week at her job finally got her to leave me.”Did you miss wearing your panties today, sweetie?”She blocked my path until I noddedGina caught me wearing her favorite thong.It happened a month into the sexless period in our marriage, after Gina’s slutty girlfriend Joanie goaded my wife into leaving on a two week cruise paid for of course, by some executive at the cruise line that wanted to fuck her. In my mind, Gina boarded the boat intent on cheating. The only solace was the thought of shaving down for two weeks of girl time on my own. Something about smelling nice and taking long baths put me at peace.We lived out on three acres ten miles from any town and had an eight foot privacy fence around the backyard so I even gardened and worked out on the deck without fear of being caught.Gina missed me so much she flew home early to find me with her thong down looking over my shoulder at my little hole in the full length mirror across from the end of our bed. My toes and fingernails were painted. I wore a cute shoulder length wig. After all day of looking at them and chatting about them on the internet, I was aching for a big black cock up inside me.My college sweetheart melted into tears. I ran to the bathroom and removed all the polish, the wig, washed off and put on my jeans and t-shirt. When I opened the door she was standing in front of me.”How long..?””Since I was a teenager?””So you lied to me when you married me? I asked you about this when we got engaged.””I’m sorry.””I just went and checked your computer. Do you want to have sex with a black man?””It’s a fantasy, Gina. It relieves the stress of that horrible job. You know how much I love you. I would never do a thing to hurt our marriage.””I’m not mad. I married a pretty guy with pierced ears and long hair that knew how to treat me right. You’ve turned into our redneck neighbor Mike. I don’t like the beer drinking, the cursing or the aggressiveness and you using the “n” word all the time.””It’s Mr. Donaldson constantly berating me and those idiots I work with. I can’t show any weakness to those Neanderthals.”She should have divorced me then but like the angel she is she tried. I dabbled with women’s clothes and pranced around and talked in a woman’s voice. It was a humiliating disaster. She didn’t want me on the internet looking at black cocks but it got to be the only way I could cum.Finally, I broke down crying and she held me, and we kissed and she said she liked me when I was vulnerable, and I let her in and needed her. I begged her to help me. Whatever she decided to do, just do it, I’d see a psychiatrist or pay for one of those sex ther****ts. Later she made me agree to stop any girlie stuff that’s why she was teasing about the panties.Now I was standing in front of her waiting to find out what else was making her smile.”I’m going up to the beauty shop to tan. Will you drive me?””Can I get out of my work clothes? These dirty jeans are wet with sweat and my shirt stinks.””It’ll only take a minute, baby,” she said and gave me a kiss. “I’ll be right back.”I waited a minute or so then the doorbell rang. A big black body builder stood in the doorway.”Hi,” I said into the angriest looking face I’d seen in a long time. I thought maybe he ran out of gas or his car broke down.”Open up the door,” he said.”Sure,” I answered trying to stay friendly while wondering why he was there. In our part of the county there weren’t any black people. As soon as I opened the door, the man came inside and stood over me.”I’m Dunn,” he said.”Hi, I’m Terry.” I reached out to shake his hand. He looked over my shoulder. Gina came into the living room holding my fuck pillow.I completely understood the fight or flight mechanism at that moment. I was a flighter. We didn’t have to do what he was about to do for me to be clear about my inadequacy as a man.My heart throbbed and I felt like I’d just been caught stealing. Dunn loomed over me. I was incapacitated with dread and fear. That’s why black men with huge cocks were just fantasies. There was not a thread of excitement in it at that moment. He was there to do the unthinkable.I took the pillow from her, the pillow that I put up under my stomach so my pussy was at the perfect angle to catch and hold as much black cum as would fit in there and I wanted it to be filled to the brim…in my fantasies.”Go to the bedroom, Terry,” Dunn said.This guy outweighed me by at least a hundred pounds all of it thick taut black muscle. There could only be so many alpha males. Even among them he was at the top of the pyramid. He was not offering me options so I went and stood inside the door of the bedroom hoping that it would satisfy him but knowing it wouldn’t.”Put the pillow up on the bed,” he said. “Now strip.”When I hesitated, he sucked in a breath that bulged out his chest. I started out of my clothes down to my boxers.”Get them panties off.”My little cock poked up but only for a second. I caught a glance of my hairy man body in the mirror and it filled me with disgust…even my beard was coming in. I was a pathetic little queer made to stand naked in front of a big black stud while my wife was in the house. I was a fag about to have a man invade my hairy butthole. My cock retracted to a nub.”Get up on your pillow,” he said then dropped his track pants revealing the thick black cock hanging between his legs. He looked more like he belonged with the other stallions in a horse corral and I wasn’t an open mare. That thing would rip me apart.The reality of seeing one in person differed from the images on the internet. It terrified me like a lion’s roar. It paralyzed me from resisting. I got up on the pillow and put my ass in the air. He tugged his muscle shirt over his head. He opened the chest at the end of our bed and squirted lube into his hand and on his cock.”Grab them cheeks.”I squeezed and pulled myself wide open using all my strength. He pushed a finger up my ass then two. He mounted me. His weight pressed me into the bed. I lie completely covered by a black man with his cock pushed against my pussy his arms shoved up under mine his hot breath on my neck.”Go on and use your left hand to put it in, Terry.”The puny banker in the Shawshank Redemption fought a prison ****. I just stripped and spread my cheeks and now I was inserting the cock inside me. All men deluded themselves into believing they were the dominant male until a moment forced them to prove it. That moment demonstrated my status as a submissive little bitch. I offered to be bred.His black rod felt huge but almost anything was huge compared to my cock. The few times I played with dildos they didn’t comfortably fit and they seemed smaller than him.”Get that dick in you,” he said pressing me down immobilizing everything except the hand that guided his thrusts until I positioned him at my rosebud.The feeling of the head of his cock ready to penetrate me was thrilling and humiliating and frightening at the same time.Every man knows what it means to get fucked in the ass. I didn’t have to think about that. In another second, I was losing any claim to some kind of superior manhood. Dunn pushed and I was opened. His fat headed cock entered beyond the rings and I gasped out.”See how easy you took that cock? Most mothers can’t my dick. You were made for breeding. It ain’t hurting you is it?””No,” I said through unsteady breaths. The moment of being opened rushed so many emotions into me I thought I might hyperventilate.”You can’t go back now. You done been took. You can’t be a man lying on a bed with a black cock in your ass. Do you want me to go on and finish?””Yes,” I whimpered.Dunn moved his hips but didn’t go any deeper. He kept all his weight on me and I was pinned to the bed with him covering my whole body. Even his legs were over mine.I heard Gina start my 4×4.Her trip took about forty five minutes and that was the time he drilled my ass. He stopped twice for more lube but mercilessly nailed my ass for the rest of the time. I leaked my pillow soaking wet with my pre-cum and he went to the balls on me a few times.When Gina came back into the house Dunn started pumping me until he dumped a searing hot load into my once virgin ass. As he was spraying me Gina pushed her hand under me and grabbed my cock. With a few pulls I shot probably as much cum into the pillow.The release brought down any excitement in me. My wife watched me be black bred. I recoiled at the thought of being fucked especially with hairy legs and a smelly body. There was no better way to prove my worthlessness.”Leave us, Gina. We’ve got to finish.”With her out of the room, he held me still. “Feel that cum soaking up into you. Be still now Terry and take this load. You ain’t fucked until I slip out. Your body knows when the cum’s done its work. Right now I’m knotted up in that ass.”His body continued to dominate mine and I felt tiny in his arms…possessed. It was the first genuinely feminine sensation I ever had. It didn’t make me any less anxious to be out from under him, for him to withdraw the spear impaling me.”Terry, you’ve got to lay still and take that cum. You’re making me horny again and I’ll have to seed you a second time. Let nature take its course.”It was too late. Dunn’s cock got hard again and he pumped me another forty minutes. My back and legs were drenched in sweat when he shot his second load into me.”You’ve been blacked a second time now, Terry. Take this one in. It’s got to be uncomfortable under me unless you’re willing.”I closed my eyes and as soon as I let go a little I let go. His weight felt good on me. I loved being blanketed in black. My little cunt seemed to want to milk him then it settled down.”Oh, now that’s a girl. Now we’re getting somewhere. Good girl, Terry. Relax. Oh man my cock is falling into you now. I’m painting that pussy with cum girl…take it all.”My body accepted him. I accepted a black cock and his sperm inside me. It soaked into my body like the sweat from this hulking black man soaked into my skin.”Nobody takes your little cherry,” he said. “You’ve got to surrender it and that’s what I’m feeling now. Are you surrendering your manhood, Terry?””Yes,” I said.”Are you getting black bred?””Yes.”His cock slipped out a few minutes later and he was off the bed and into the bathroom turning on the shower before I could breathe.”Make me something to eat, Terry,” he said after coming back to the door. “Don’t get any crazy thoughts. Submit to everything or you’ll be right back up on that pillow.”I looked around for clothes to put on but he shooed me down the hall naked.”Ain’t nothing gonna leak out. I packed you good and tight. Come home clean from now on.”I stood for another moment taking in that I was going to be a regular fuck for Dunn.”Go on,” he said a little more insistently. It scared me running down the hall like a scalded dog.CHAPTER TWOGina sat at the kitchen table as I hurried into the kitchen. If there were any way to feel more humiliated I couldn’t think of it. Sweat covered, hairy, walking on quivering legs from a long butt fucking. A load of cum in my ass so huge I wondered why it didn’t slosh when I walked.The terror of being on the bed again kept me going. After flittering around a bit, I froze realizing I was as worthless as a cook as I was as a man.”Put a potato in the oven and go out and start the grill. Make him a steak,” Gina said as if in some kind of emotionless trance all the sweetness drained from her voice. I accepted at that moment, she was gone.As I came in from starting the grill, Dunn walked into the dining room clean from a shower his cock swinging between his legs. Our front door stood open. The screen door was glass top to bottom.”You want to suck that cock don’t you?”I nodded yes in front of Gina.”Get on with supper. You white bois and sucking cock. Damn, it’s all you think about. Well I can tell you that you ain’t sucking this dick until you accept that you aren’t a man.”I ran around the kitchen naked and got a little emotional and I almost cried once but pulled it together enough to serve Dunn.”Now, I can’t look at your ugly ass and eat so stand behind me and let me talk to you.”He took a bite of his steak and glanced over his shoulder.”What man lets a nigger just come into his house he don’t know? What other house in this neighborhood is that going to happen? These motherfuckers got shotguns. Did I threaten you into putting your fuck pillow up on the bed?””No.””I mean, you’ve got to know you’re getting a cock in your ass at that point. Did you complain?””No.””You let a big black buck crawl on top of you and put his cock in your ass. You’re not a man Terry. Can we agree on that?””Yes.””Be honest, Gina. Did that look like gay sex in there…a big hairy dude on another hairy dude?””Yes.”Dunn couldn’t have hurt me with his cock more than it hurt to see my wife at that moment. She was ashamed.”Hold on here,” Dunn said chewing a piece of steak as he spoke. “This is a fucking riddle or something. Terry, are you gay? Do you want to dump your wife to be the wife of a hairy black man and have hairy sex?””No.””Do you want to be a woman and get a sex change?””No””Do you want to have sex with that gorgeous woman over there?””Yes, I love Gina with all my heart.””Calm down there, Terry,” Dunn said. “See, just cause you been took don’t mean you lost all your fire, it just means you ain’t a man.”Dunn started cutting another piece of his steak then stopped. “We’re almost there. I think we’re close to solving this riddle. If you ain’t a man why am I laying on top of a hairy dude? Isn’t that disgusting to you?””Yes.””So you’re carrying my load painted all over the inside of you and you’re walking around acting like you are a big boss man ordering truckers around and driving that four wheel drive and saying “nigger” and cursing around your wife. Do you see the problem?””Yes.”Dunn finished eating while I stood behind him accepting the truth. He savored his steak and his dominance over me and I trembled standing behind him and took it with my pretty white wife watching. Why would she ever want to have sex with me again?When Dunn finished his food I took his plate over to the sink, washed it and let it drain.”Come over here, Terry. Look at me.” Dunn grabbed my ass and pulled me up next to him.”I like you,” he said. He patted my belly. “It takes strong insides to admit what you admitted. I see you white bois running around acting a fool hiding the truth. They’re sucking a dick at the x-rated shop then calling out ‘nigger’ this and ‘nigger’ that to their buddies at the bar with the stain of cum in their mouths. It’s no way to live brother. Are you going to give up all of that old bullshit?””Yes,” I said.He held me in place and made me look him in the eye.”I’m going to come over here and give you your treatments. My black seed is like sissy vitamins but don’t let me come in here tomorrow and see you fronting like a girl. You know what I’m talking about.”I stood silent.”If you are a girl do you got to pretend to be a girl? Does a girl say she’s going to wear women’s clothes?””No.””I don’t want to see some fag ass walk on you or a fake high voice or painted toe nails. None of that shit.” He grabbed my ass, turned it toward him and spanked it.”That’s my ass whenever and wherever I want it. That’s all we’re talking about here. Gentle, rough, anyway I want it. You want me to want that ass, don’t you?””Yes.””Riddle solved. I’m the superior male. You’re the sissy here to serve me with your mouth and your ass and any other thing to make me happy. Gina don’t like you acting like a macho asshole. The people you work with don’t either. You’re not a macho asshole or gay or a woman. You’re a sissy.””Gina, do you love that sissy standing behind me?””With all my heart,” she said.”Look, we figured it out with time to spare.” Dunn got up and said, “Let’s go watch some tv Gina.”She followed him into the living room and turned on the television. I went to the refrigerator and got him a beer. Joanie stepped inside when I entered the room.”Don’t move a muscle Terry,” Dunn said. “This woman is here to help you.”Joanie hated me. She’d been trying to break up our marriage since it began. She felt like I stole her bar buddy away from her because Gina wasn’t out whoring around with her every night.I was a stinking hairy naked mess holding a beer for the black man that just butt fucked me for two hours. It felt like I had a pound of cum in my ass and my mortal enemy was doing her best not to gawk.”Go, Terry,” Dunn said never taking his eyes off the television. “I don’t want your fucking beer. Go learn to be you. You’re a sissy. It’s no big fucking deal.”By the time I made it to the bedroom, I was bawling.”Go start a hot bubble bath Terry…shhhh sweetie, go on and go,” Joanie said. She guided me to the bathroom then stepped back. There was a discussion going on that I could not hear over the sound of the tub filling.”Look, Gina, he’s a blubbering mess. I’m going to get him calmed down so ya’ll are just gonna have to deal with it. I don’t give a fuck how big or mean Dunn thinks he is.”Joanie came back into the bathroom holding an enema bag.”Aaaaat, don’t say a word…stop your crying…give me a kiss.”As soon as I touched her lips, she pulled her face away and told me how to clean myself and left me alone until I was in the tub. Knowing that I was getting fucked again I spent over an hour getting all my hair off then cleaned up my toes and fingernails.Joanie came into the bedroom and slipped some bootie shorts over my feet and said, “Dunn went home, sweetie.” She kissed my cheek and led me up the hall to the living room. Gina rolled back the area rug. Joanie stripped off her low rise jeans. Her shorts matched mine.”We’re going to take it really slow, Terry. See my hips moving. That’s the only move we’re doing tonight. Forget all that bullshit about finding yourself. Let’s dance to be happy.”To cap off a night of humiliation, I immediately poked against the material of the shorts at the sight of Joanie’s lower body. Joanie had the most irresistibly sexy little waist and hips. She ignored my hard on and held her hands on my hips. Gina turned on some ghetto music.”Don’t think just watch me, follow the way my hands are moving you and keep doing it once I let go of you.”Joanie’s hands made my cock strain against the material and looking at her tiny little hips gyrating made it worse. She was a five foot two skinny little red headed spitfire that I’d always harbored the urge to fuck the shit out of.She popped me hard on the butt. “Terry, concentrate dammit. I promise I’ll fuck the shit out of you. Quit thinking about me and move.”During the second song I noticed she had taken her hands off of me and it felt natural to keep moving even when I thought about it a little. She started walking still using the same movement. Then she spun around and dipped and moved and twisted her hips more.”Try to walk out of it one time,” she said.When I moved up to her she said, “Fantastic, Terry.””He was always a good dancer,” Gina said. “That’s enough for tonight. Go to bed Terry.””Thanks, Joanie. I’m sorry for crying,” I said and went over and hugged her. “I’m sorry for being such a dick to you all these years.””Come on, Gina,” Joanie said. “He’s being so nice and he’s so cute in those shorts…At least let me blow him.”They both laughed and Joanie hugged me one more time. “I’m sorry sweetie. I love you…forty five minutes a night. We’ve got to get your little waist tight and that butt a little bigger. This weekend we’ll start moving you around.”I got into bed naked and Gina came to me and held me.”I don’t know what to say. I never expected what happened. I told Dunn you’d never let him in the door. You just took the pillow and went back there.”I got a little teary and put my head to her chest.”I asked Joanie to come over because I thought you’d throw him out. Her little waist is just like yours so I wanted you to get that you can be girlie without looking like me. Once you led Dunn to the bedroom, I forgot to call her.””It was fun to dance with Joanie. I always wanted to fuck her. That’s why I was so mean to her and called her a slut.””Terry, Joanie is a slut. She would have fucked you right there.”We both giggled and she pulled my face up to hers but I couldn’t look her in the eye.”You were disgusted with me when I was standing behind Dunn. I saw it in your eyes. I don’t feel worthy to be your man.””Stop, right there, Terry…My man has been gone for a long time. I was looking at what I put up with for the last few years and I was disgusted with myself. Tonight is the first night I’ve wanted you in a long time. I’m a sweet simple girl that wants a sweet simple guy to grow old with.”The final humiliation was being unable to get hard lying in bed with the world’s hottest woman. I let her down again. How many more chances would I get before her eyes turned to the mountain of men better than me?CHAPTER THREEIn the mornings, I usually got up the exact amount of time it took to make it to work at my dispatch job at the lumber company. At best, I ran my finger across my teeth on the drive. Work or not, Gina got up at four thirty.Buried under an avalanche of humiliation and feeling the ache of a sore ass I curled away from the sound of the alarm.Gina pressed up behind me.”I love you, Terry, and that means I’m not going to hold your hand while you drown. From this exact moment forward, you’ve got to show me you’re going to try. If you’re the person I married, you’ll brush yourself off and do what it takes to be happy.”We spent the first half hour doing yoga and most of it I worried about how stupid I looked then the soothing sounds and the aroma candles got me settled down. We soaked together in the tub and started talking then Gina put a deep clean mask on my face and shaped my eyebrows. Every time I said it hurt she kissed me so I started saying it hurt before the tweezers got near my face. We laughed together, just the two of us, for the first time in ages and ended with green gunk all over us from kissing off my mask.Right before I walked out the door Joanie called and asked about me. Gina had pride in her eyes when she spoke about me.The little bubble of bliss built up that morning burst the moment I pulled on the lot. It was nine long hours in the withering heat standing on baking red clay fighting with a bunch of macho assholes all day long. My boss Mr. Donaldson was all over me about our sinking numbers.When I got home, Dunn pulled in behind me. I banged my head against the headrest. The last thing I needed was a literal ass pounding after the one I took at work all day. He blocked me into the driveway and he was getting out of his car. I had no choice but to get it over with.Dunn was following me up to the door when my neighbor Mike came out on his porch.”Terry,” he yelled staring at Dunn. “Got a minute?””I will in a little bit. I’ll stop by after dinner.”Dunn followed me into the house. I went directly to the bedroom, got naked and got on the bed. I wanted to shower first but did as I knew he wanted. He wanted me to suffer a nasty smelling sweaty fuck because I didn’t think to get clean before coming home.Dunn patted my ass.”That’s a good start, Terry.”As he lubed and mounted me, the compliment and the caring sound of his voice settled me down. Unless a person had been in a place for an entire day in a battle to the death over every tiny little thing, they wouldn’t understand.This was a big dominant buck that could have ass fucked me dry and made me beg for more. He could have humiliated me in any way he wanted. Instead, Dunn genuinely cared about me, he knew I was on the brink and he did something to make me feel good.”I’m proud of you. Don’t you want me to be proud of you?””Yes.””That’s your natural sissy instinct. Does your neighbor care if I’m proud of him?””No.””We’re getting somewhere Terry,” he said then waited for me to put him in my ass. There was no other way of describing it. I was being taken by a black cock.”Make sure you’re ready for cock tomorrow, Terry. I’m not going to use the lube any more.””Ok, Dunn.””See, again…that’s the natural instinct we know is in there. Just like you accepting that you’re going to get this fat dick in your ass without any fighting, stop fighting what’s natural for you.”Dunn pushed up my pussy and I accommodated his cock and his weight on me. It sent warmth all through me to think of my little ass being made to take monster cocks. Being built to satisfy the biggest and the strongest male made my cock hard.”Terry, you little whore. That almost made me cum up in you. I’ve been training cunts for seven years and ain’t one of them took to it like this. Did you feel that?””Yes,” I said.As he pumped my ass, it was clear that the part of my life where I could claim being a macho man was over.He plunged my ass for almost an hour then put his nut inside me. “Good girl. Terry, I can’t tell you how proud I am. Yeah, let it soak in like that. I appreciate the shaving and all but that don’t make you a sissy. Anyone can shave. Only someone like you can take it like this. You were born for monster cock. Be proud of being able to satisfy me.”Dunn kept me pinned on the bed until I’d been bred then he stood up and I got up to make his dinner. I was doing for my man.I made rigatoni adding a little oil to the water for the noodles and a pinch of sugar to the canned sauce. I cut up some bread, buttered it and put some garlic on the top then sprinkled parmesan on top just before I served it.Gina came in the door and walked into the kitchen.”Hi, boys. How did your treatment go?””I was actually enjoying fucking him a few times.”Gina handed Dunn a bottle of pills.”Terry, Gina got you a prescription for the morning after pill. If you’re going to get fucked we can’t have you black pregnant now can we? Not with rednecks like Mike as your neighbor.”My cock went to attention at the thought of having to take a pill to keep Dunn from knocking me up. Gina stared right at it. Dunn glanced back and continued eating.”That was a great dinner, Terry. Get the kitchen cleaned up and make your visit. Gina and I are going to watch that action movie that just came out on DVD.”I went to the bedroom and found a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt then walked out the backdoor to avoid Dunn seeing me. It really bugged me for Dunn to see me in my old clothes. Mike was standing out on his back porch grilling burgers shirtless drinking a beer.”What’s going on over at your house Terry..?””Nothing, Dunn’s a friend of mine.””Well, my pretty blonde headed wife Christine is in the house with our pretty blonde baby girls.””We’re watching a movie.””You’ve got a nig…There’s a buck in your house with your wife. The next thing you know somebody’s going to be having a black baby.””So you think if you let a black guy into your house, Christine’s just going to open her legs for him.””Watch you mouth, Terry,” Mike said. “Of course not, but all them are a bunch of r****ts kaş escort bayan and thieves. Go over to his house if you want to see him but he don’t belong here. Believe me, the whole neighborhood is watching.”Dunn stretched out on the couch naked while I was gone. Gina was sitting next to him in a pair of my boxers and an old t-shirt of mine.”Come sit in here next to me,” Dunn said trying to stay angry but I knew he’d softened to me again. He had trouble being mean to me and that made me fluttery inside.Rather than try to figure out how to act I sat up straight next to him.”First thing is I want to see you barefoot no matter what. Barefoot and ready to be bred…Its part of being a sissy. I want you to get comfortable barefoot around me.”The thought of it got my heart beating faster, my cock stiff.”Stop moving,” Dunn said when I tried to hide my boner. “Don’t hold back, let that little dicklet poke right out and don’t try to hide it or be embarrassed about it. You’re thinking about it like you’re a man afraid of another man seeing him get hard. It’s no big deal. Take that puny little thing out and let us see it.””That is the cutest little thing,” Gina said and bent over and kissed it. “It’s darling.””It is pretty fucking cute, I’ve got to admit. Now, put it away.””Come closer. Get as close as you can without touching me…”It had to be the most uncomfortable five minutes of my life. His presence intimidated me. My body fought against making any physical contact. Though I kept stealing glances at his muscular chest and arms, his ripped abs and fat cock my brain tried to make me avoid it.”You feel uncomfortable don’t you?””Yes.””That’s because you’re trying to pretend to be a man. Sit there and soak it in. Get comfortable with me being the man and you being here to make me happy. Think about how my cock owns that little pussy. Forget anything but the movie and who you are sitting next to. Gina’s a girl and I’m a man. You’re here in the middle. Just let you come out.”Most of the movie, I was frantic inside, my chest tight with it tingling on the surface. If I let myself think about Dunn, I got hard and it caused excruciating humiliation. But then the excitement of the movie and the fight scenes distracted me and I got lost in the action. A couple of times I clenched on Dunn’s forearm for protection. The last time I let my hand rest there and he let me get comfortable with it.In the final few minutes, I wanted to be able to lean up next to him with my legs tucked up behind me. This wasn’t some fantasy or internet beat off session. I wanted my body tucked into the wrought bicep of a black man.After the movie, he and Gina hugged and they kissed each other on the cheek. When he walked out the door, I was ready to tell her all my feelings.”Stop…it’s late. Get this house cleaned up. Practice your dancing. You need to soak that nasty cunt for at least an hour in a bubble bath. Get going.”We lie in bed together that night holding each other and being smooth and up close to her felt natural. She couldn’t keep her hands off of me and Gina really wanted me again. I’d gotten the snot fucked out of me by a black man and was being his submissive little sissy and Gina wanted me.My mouth went over to her mouth, her neck, her breasts. I kissed over her belly button and down to her pussy. She loved it when I licked from her ass to her clit. Her pussy was dripping and I poured all of my heart into pleasing her. She only lasted a few minutes before she positioned my tongue at her ass and forced my face down. While I fucked her ass with my tongue she used her finger and came so hard she cried out her scream echoed through the house.We cuddled each other to sleep with me feeling her aftershocks cupping my hand on her pussy. There seemed like there was a chance our marriage might survive.CHAPTER FIVEThe next morning, after soaking in my bath, douching and lubing up, I did not want to wear my clothes. I stared at them like they were the devil. My dirt stained jeans and worn saggy shirts looked nasty right of the dryer.I ironed my church jeans and one of my western shirts and polished my church boots. After throwing on a pair of panties and a tee, I dressed. My fingers were perfectly manicured and my body smooth. The verve in my step translated to a higher friendlier tone as we set the day’s schedule.”Tommy Rae, how are you doing out there this morning? Are you ready to run, come back,” I said into the mic.”Ten four, little buddy…Where am I at today Terry?”Every trucker from the Southeast coast to Tennessee called me ‘little buddy’ and it made me crazy. For some reason, I just let go that morning. I was little for goodness sake. Though buddy was what they called the non-threatening male friend of a girl in college, were they supposed to call me “little friend” that sounds even more gay.”Got a couple of loads at that stand just the other side of Bogalusa…No getting tied up driving five miles an hour on a dirt road today.””Damn, somebody got fucked last night. Can’t nobody get that excited about hauling logs.”As the sun came up in the misty morning I looked out and noticed the purple taffeta beauty of the sky for the first time in years. Our yard spread over eighty acres. We kilned new growth pine into poles of different sizes twenty feet and longer. My office sat at the road in the original little shack twelve by twenty glassed on three sides with a door at each end and one door back to the main building which was much newer and more modern.I watched trucks come and go all day inspecting the grades of lumber, ensuring our trucks were running legal, scheduling jobs and buying and selling. There were no women in lumber. A few worked the office but I talked with rednecks all day. I made damn good money if I hustled, more than most lawyers out in our part of the county during good times.While I checked the spot prices of lumber, Steel Dan came into my office. No one came into the office except to complain. If a truck was not rolling, they didn’t make money so there was no socializing unless it was on the CB.”Hey, Terry,” he said tipping back his dirty camouflage ball cap. “I like the sound of the chatter this morning. Just wanted to stop in and tell you.””Thanks, Dan,” I said feeling a little heat come up in my cheeks. There was something in the way he looked at me.”A spoon full of sugar helps the medicine…ain’t that what they say?” he asked. “You’ve got a little more than a spoon of sugar to give don’t you?”Dan was a thick necked country boy with rough hewn hands and hairy knuckles. I wasn’t sure what type of sugar he meant but it got me a little chubby.”I got plenty of it, Dan, and I plan on passing it out from now on. It means a lot that you’d stop a truck to come in and say it in person.””All right, little buddy. I like the way that sounds.”The energy I put into my job the rest of the day carried through all the drivers and they were nicer to me than they’d ever been. Cheery and joking, it sounded almost flirty. We had another low production day but I felt the beginning of a turnaround.I was singing a Shania Twain song when Dunn caught up to me turning off the highway. His eyes were on me as he followed me to the door. I walked down the hall imagining what was going to happen and filled my body up with it. My clothes were off and I waited ready for my treatment fresh from a shower at the office before I left.Once I put Dunn inside my pre-slicked pussy, he asked, “Did you take your morning after pill, Terry?””Yes, Mike next door is worried I might have a black baby.”Dunn swatted my ass. I couldn’t see his face but I knew he was smiling.”Hush up, girl. Get your mind on your business.”A second later the sensation of being fucked hit me for the first time. My cunt involuntarily closed on Dunn’s cock and it caused the air to come out of me. He stopped pumping and held still for a minute. I lay bathed in the thought of almost making a man cum inside me. I could tell the shape of his cock in my ass and felt the pulsing of his head until it calmed. It made me want to scream out in ecstasy.Twenty minutes into my pounding, the doorbell rang and someone knocked on the door.Dunn stopped and stood. “Get up there and see about it.”I threw on my old pajama bottoms and a t-shirt remembering to stay barefoot for my man. It tingled up my body with every step down the hall.Mike’s wife Christine stood at the door. She was tall and gorgeous. She worked at a bank and wore business suits and glasses but was a huge tease around me. There was no reason for her to be wearing a string bikini top so small it barely covered her nipples. Her shorts were less than most bikini bottoms. Mike would have had a heart attack if he saw her like that.”You’re all flushed. Are you working out?” she asked.”Kind of…””I won’t bother you then. Mike’s on at the fire station tonight. I can’t get the grill started but we’ll eat something else. The girls always want the lines on their hotdogs.”For the first time in my life, I had empathy from someone. My heart went out to her. She was trapped in a marriage with a dickhead, trapped doing all the work for two little ones, trapped out here in the sticks. I saw the loneliness in her and actually felt her need for contact.When I started following her, I felt my presence giving her comfort. Of course, she was getting attention in the wrong way, but even that made me feel for her. As I knelt to check the propane and she stooped to spill out what was left in her top, I wanted to grab her and hold her and tell her that I loved her for what she had on the inside. It scared me more than getting fucked in the ass.”Your propane is out but I’ll run over and get mine. Be back in a sec.””A sec..?”I didn’t answer. I hurried barefoot across the grass then hooked up my tank and started the grill.”You saved us, Terry. Thanks.” Christine made a big production of hugging me too closely. She followed me to the door.”You seem happier or something. It looks good on you,” she said.”Thanks, Christine. You are my neighborhood favorite. I make excuses to go see you at the bank in your suits and glasses. I hope you don’t mind me saying you look pretty like that.”I ran back to the house and rushed to the bedroom tossed off my clothes remembering a time when Gina did the same thing when interrupted by her mother once.Dunn mounted and I put him back inside. His hot cock in my cold ass felt fabulous. Something about the way I made Christine feel better made me want to do the same for Dunn.”That’s a girl, black cock came into you the way it should for the first time.”I lie down and got fucked and it was magnificent. I got so high I think I might have passed out. Dunn had to put his hand over my mouth twice to quiet me. With him knotted in my ass, I luxuriated in the feeling. I smelled the smells of our sex of his musk and the traces of my bubble bath.I ran off down the hall and made a salad to go with the pork roast I put into the crock pot before leaving for work. His food hit the table as his butt hit the seat.He ate his fill and went into the living room and I cleaned up the kitchen and went down the hall to the bedroom. I put on one of Gina’s spaghetti tanks and a pair of pajama shorts and checked myself in the mirror. It took a couple of minutes to wash off my feet then I came in and sat at the other end of the couch with my legs up under me.When I noticed I was trying to be a girl, I put them back to the floor.”Good girl, Terry. That top looks cute on you.”Gina came through the door.”Hey sweetheart,” I said.”Hello, yourself,” she answered. “How are my two favorite guys?””Great, can I get you anything?””No, you boys enjoy the game. I’ll find my way.”That night, I noticed Dunn. How his body was different than mine. He commanded a room with his presence. His feet were big, mine petite. His hips were muscular and mine rounder and softer. My hands were much smaller in his. I like the way it looked when he clenched them while he was inside me.By the time I realized I was running my hand up his bicep, he looked at me.”I’m not mad, Terry. You started off natural. I’m going to let you keep working at it, girl.””Can I sit here?””Do what’s natural to you.”When the game ended, I was up against Dunn with my hand in the middle of his chest.”It was good to see you again, Dunn. Thanks for coming over. I can’t wait to see you tomorrow.”Dunn cocked an eyebrow at me. “You’re amazing, Terry. This is unbelievable but go ahead and strip for me again.”Though confused, I did it. He pulled off his pants and sat back down.”Straddle me with your knees on either side and sit down. Put your head here on my chest and hold me around like that. Just sit there and get yourself calmed down…as long as it takes, Terry.”At first I was nervous about my little dick against that massive shaft of his and felt odd about the position. My freshly fucked butthole was spread for anyone to see. I got a little excited to feel the power in his arms and chest but then the comfort of his breathing and his heart beating in my ear. The whole time his heart beat easy until I let myself be taken in a different way.”It’s a tough world out there Terry. All men supposed to be one way and women another. You ain’t a woman. I’ve fucked white bois that needed a sex change. You love pussy and you love your wife. And you love doing for me…right?””Yes.””Nothing wrong with it. This been going on all through history. It’s been going on around you but everyone’s forced to be undercover. There’s a wide range. I’m at one end, that beautiful wife of yours is at the other end.”I laid there listening and letting go. I tried to give back to Dunn like he was giving to me, to put the same feeling back into him.”Them boys at work is resisting what they know ain’t natural, Terry. Take care of them like you take care of me. That’s what sissies do. There’s nothing wrong with it.”In bed that night Gina asked, “What happened? You looked so content in his lap like that.”I didn’t say anything to her, I kissed her and we made love like never before. Gina let go and was wild with me. It was like when we first got together but in those days she stayed restrained for fear of what I might think. No matter how many times I told her it was ok.That night she forced me to bite her nipples hard and she scratched my ass and bit my nipples and forced me to stop fucking her and eat her while she was cumming.The second time she came she nearly bit my finger off when I tired to cover her cries. She dug her heels into to my thighs driving me into her when I came. We lie breathless and exhausted and we fell for each other again just in a deeper way than before. Gina was showing me more of her as I was doing the same and it was beautiful.Around one in the morning the phone rang and I answered.”Put Gina on the phone,” a man said. I could hear the noise of the slot machines in the background.I handed the phone to Gina.”Who..?” she asked. “Brandon I’m not working tonight, I’m in bed.”I couldn’t hear what the person said.”I’m sorry but I’m not allowed to meet a guest of the casino…goodnight Brandon.””Who was that?””One of the high rollers, someone must have given him our number. He’s a nice guy but he’s not used to having to accept a polite no.””Why didn’t you tell him you were married?”Gina scorched me with her stare. “I’m following company policy. The truth is that they are twice as persistent if I use that for an excuse.”CHAPTER SIXGina reassured me all morning until it got her a little irritated but I apologized before it turned into a fight. I kept the windows down on the truck and felt the breeze and the next thing I knew I was singing girl country and feeling soft and pretty. My body looked and moved much better from all the yoga and dancing.It exacerbated the situation with my clothes. Nothing I wore to work felt right and my haircut sucked too.There were other undeniable the changes going on. I listened to the guys now rather than waiting until a break so I got to interject what I wanted to say. It bled over into my phone dealings and the willingness to hear people out made for good business and pleasant exchanges even when we couldn’t come to terms.My transition toward accepting my natural instincts seemed to be outrunning what might be acceptable in the deepest part of the Bible belt. That scared me too.At work, the guys squawked over each other as soon as I made my first call. They were all eager to help me out. It made it easier to trade and get our prices higher and they ended up making more money too. I was so motivated I called accounts we lost to competitors and worked on them until we locked in more business.When Ralph brought his first load on the yard, I ran out rather than walk. I expected him to throw the manifest out like normal. Instead he reached his arm out the window and helped me up.”Just wanted to say hello,” he said. “I made sure they gave me the good stuff today.”Sure enough, all the logs passed grade. Normally we wasted an hour picking through his loads and then I wasted another two hours trying to sell below grade logs.When I went to hand him the paper I jumped up on the step and said, “Hey, those are going to make some good looking poles, thanks.””Don’t try to sweet talk me by complimenting my big pole,” he said smiling but the smile disappeared and he gave a nervous chuckle. “I’m just playing little buddy.”I patted Ralph on the arm. “Why’s everyone got to be so sensitive? It was funny and it made me feel good, Ralph. I know you meant well by it. Thanks for brightening my day.”Later, I was chatting with one of the guys and a voice walked over the conversation to say, “Somebody got another ball slapping last night. Look around for the one walking bowlegged.”I stopped and bought flowers for Gina and timed it so that Dunn was on the road behind me for all of the drive. It made me feel comforted, protected…I squirmed in my seat thinking about getting fucked. My big 4×4 truck with a twelve inch lift kick and knobby tires stopped being me at that moment. I doubt it ever was.He was on me as we walked up the drive. My neighbors had to know I was getting black fucked nightly. Mike was on his porch cleaning his shotgun.In the bedroom, it took barely a minute for me to be out of my clothes and have a fat headed cock up my ass. That night, Dunn started being tender to me telling me “good girl” over and over and one time got me moving my ass some until I messed up. He stilled me and went right back to work until I caught all of his cum inside me. Dunn got so into it he pulled my hair as she shot off.I prepped that morning to be able to bake scratch biscuits before he sat down to his plate of red beans, sausage and rice. He wore his track pants for the first time. All of us were getting comfortable with me being his little sissy to fuck.As I stood behind him, I heard the door open and Gina and Joanie walked into the dining room.”Can I get ya’ll something to eat? I’ve got scratch made biscuits and red beans.””Oh my gosh,” Gina said as she saw the flowers waiting for her. Her eyes got wet as she picked up the vase.”Let me fuck that little sweetheart, Gina…it’s making me crazy.””It’s all mine,” Gina said. “Thank you, Terry.””Dish out something for your wife and let me get my hands on you,” Joanie said walking up on me. “Damn, I’m already seeing that waist getting pretty. You need to buy some tits like mine.”Joanie took me into the living room and stripped down to her bra and bootie shorts. Without a bra her perky breasts and hard nipples showed through the thin material. I loved her tiny little waist. She had a skinny body and ass like me.We danced with her hands on my hips and she got me so charged up I forgot about anything but moving. She forced me to look into her eyes and my body followed her body as we went all over the dance floor.The next thing I knew Dunn had his hands up on my hips and danced behind me. He spun me around and we moved together for an entire song.”That was hot,” Dunn said. “I’m gonna have to fuck one of you.””Cool your heels over on the couch, cowboy. Fancy’s got herself some dancing to do.”Gina went and curled up next to Dunn wearing him out talking about the flowers and Joanie got me moving again and we went down the hallway. “Same rhythm just step directly in front of you touch the ball of your foot, twist, keep that foot bottom up and exposed until you crossover and put the other one in front…Stop hyping your hips you slut.”We practiced until I could go up, spin, and go back down the hallway. I’d never used those muscles before so I was spent after ten minutes. I fell onto the bed exhausted and exhilarated. I couldn’t stop giggling. Joanie fell on top of me soaked with sweat. I felt free of my old self at that moment. I felt her body. It was lithe and pretty and so was mine. I’d never felt so loving and close to a woman I wasn’t fucking. We were all so happy. We were too young to be miserable.***If only that feeling would have lasted. My treatments continued through Friday and it was a long weekend of feeling empty in my bum.Gina worked the prime shifts on Friday and Saturday nights. I made the huge mistake of insisting upon meeting her on her break on Saturday after a day alone where my remorse over giving up life as a man and the petty little things at work and my inferiority to the men hawking her got the best of me.Dane, the huge black security officer held the velvet rope as I approached.”I’m going to be nice because I love Gina,” he said. “You ain’t a high roller so go gamble until her break, Terry.”The fact I wasn’t good enough to go where she was surrounded by men made me want to mortgage our house for the money to put down for a single hand.”Let me just see her,” I said bowing my chest out.”Go,” he said.I had the misfortune of turning into Ricki, a professional comedian with a show at the casino where he made twenty thousand a night.”Hey how’s it going biggest mistake of Gina’s life? Dane, I’m all for social welfare but this is out of control. He’d be happy to fuck a schnauzer…or have one fuck him. Which redneck Republican should I vote for to get you off the public dole, Terry? Have you no shame for taking charity?”He nudged me out of the way.”I think the nickel slots are in the corner. Let me see if I can’t talk Gina into coming up to my speed so she’s not shopping her ass at a casino Friday nights to put a new shifter knob on that short man’s four wheel drive.””Hi, baby,” Gina said as she walked down the steps to the snapping heads of every person in the casino. It took a minute for the wives to get their looks before they started beating the arms of their husbands. The guys just kept looking as Gina hugged me and said hello to Ricki and sent him on his way.We walked arm and arm to the little lounge next to the high roller area. Gina whispered in my ear, “I feel so sorry for Ricki. He’s so insecure. He’d be really cute if he’d just get over it.”We ate and she was always so excited at work, her eyes bright from all the compliments and tips for doing a good job. She had the casino owners wrapped around her little finger but didn’t even know it. All the other girls had to take their breaks in the back but they paid for Gina to sit at the bar and gave us our meal. She was sweet and everyone loved her. I felt like an idiot for trying to deny her so much happiness.I thought about poor Christine and realized I was worse than Mike. It was time to grow up and I decided right there to put my full heart into it.We spent time together at church and Sunday afternoon but I got a little bitchy again toward the end of Sunday night. My clothes seemed stupid and I hated my hair. The frustration of it built all day.”I’m sorry Gina,” I said as I came out of my bath with my hair up in a towel and one wrapped around my body. “I’ve been a little bitch all day.”Gina smiled and looked up from painting her toenails.”Did you hear what you just called yourself? You are becoming such a sissy girl. Look at you with your fluffy towels pink from a hot bubble bath.””I feel so stupid in my clothes now but there’s no way I can go out in a dress. That’s not me either. Maybe I should just start with my hair. I want to cry when I look in the mirror. It will take forever to grow out and now I can see how stupid that wig looks.””We can get you a much more natural looking wig if you want but it won’t take long until we can start shaping up your hair into something that suits you.””I have the day off tomorrow because of the holiday maybe I’ll go to New Orleans and have a look.””There are plenty of shops much closer. The one by the hospital helps cancer patients.””I’m still not that ready,” I said.”Yet..?””It’s not even to the point of saying, ‘Yet’ yet.”Rather than pretend I could convince myself to wear a dress or something like that, I put on a pair of Gina’s old jeans that sagged because I had no butt and a fitted light blue v-neck Lycra tee and a pair of her Keds that looked the exact same as the men’s shoe. It was more gay than girl. A funk came over me before I started the truck.On the road at my normal work time I arrived in the shopping district by ten just when the stores opened but by that time I sat in the car disgusted with myself for letting a black goon **** me and my stupid clothes and standing in front of Joanie with a sore asshole and sitting in a monster truck looking gay.”Are you getting out?” A policewoman said after knocking on the window. “I’m writing you a ticket unless you feed the meter.””Sorry,” I said and opened the door. When I look back on it, that woman forced the deciding turn in my life.As I had imagined there weren’t any other people out shopping for wigs at that time in the morning. It took two or three tries at different stores until I felt comfortable enough to engage a guy behind the counter.”Don’t worry. We all had to suffer through the first time,” he said. “Take a deep breath and tell me your name.” He introduced himself as Jan and explained he was a drag queen with a long running show in the Quarter. He didn’t look feminine at all.”Terry, what are you going for?””These clothes, my hair…I don’t feel right in this or what I used to wear and I’m not wearing a dress…I know I’m not making sense. I’m standing in here and I don’t even know about the wig now.””Congratulations you’re in the one percent of people that know who they are.””I don’t think you can go out on that limb.”Jan walked around the counter and locked the door and turned off the sign.”If you’ve got five minutes, we’ll try something and if you don’t like it, it will take a minute to fix.”Jan put a baseball cap on my head and did my make-up. In five minutes, he spun me around and I looked exactly how I imagined myself. It was so shocking I kept touching my face to assure it was me.”You’re a sissy. You’re pretty enough and have the shape to wear anything and look fantastic. All we did is emphasize the fem features. I neutralized your face, lined your eyes and thickened your already pretty lashes. There are a couple of tricks to give you more defined cheekbones and color without looking made up. Women would kill for those lips so all they need is a touch of richness and some gloss.””Natural is what I’m going for. I want to look down-to-earth pretty,” I said.”Could you walk outside like this right now?””Yes…except for these stupid clothes and I’m not wild about the hat.””If we solve those problems, would you go with that look at work?””That’s a bigger problem.”We tackled the make-up first. Jan spent another thirty minutes showing me how to do it and sold me everything I needed. It was expensive but I bought it on the spot.”Will this come off? I’m sweating all day long.””You can take five cocks to the face at the same time without a smudge but the cleanser takes it right off. Where do you work?””The guys there are really nice to me…I run the yard at the pole kiln.”Jan laughed. “Don’t be so defensive of your men…You’re looking for something to wear to work?””It’s an impossible situation. I can’t wear a dress, not because of the reaction but because it’s not me. I don’t want to freak everyone out. I can’t not be what I am. What does a sissy wear?””Follow me.”As soon as I saw the façade, my heart skipped and I felt girl giddy. It was unlike any sensation I had trying to be a man.”My suspicion is confirmed, you’re a little cowgirl.”I called Gina to ask and she said, “Buy it all, baby.”I bought ten pairs of jeans mostly mid-rise and faded skinny or skinny with a boot cut. Jan got me to try every shirt in my size and I bought a bunch of sleeveless and long sleeve snap ups, the cutest turquoise centered silver belt buckle and two pairs of boots with a bunch of spaghetti tees in matching and complementary colors.The tees got me to try on a sheer boysenberry and gold blouse with bell sleeves and lattice edges. I got a big topaz cross necklace. That prompted me to put on my black tee and match it with another sheer lace top with gold and silver threads. The sales girl brought out a turquoise, fuchsia and white beautiful paisley patterned mesh lace blouse and it made the list.My favorite was a sleeveless cantaloupe plaid snap up shirt with mid-rise faded skinny jeans with a vintage “Keep on Truckin” belt buckle. It had an old Mack truck on it. I was walking in my bare feet when Jan stopped me.”No, don’t look in the mirror yet,” Jan said. “Close your eyes and turn.”Jan put a cowboy hat on me and said, “Open.”It was the exact picture I had in my mind. The pinch front drop brim hat solved the hair problem. I was pretty. I never realized how full and pouty my lips were. I went crazy. The saleslady pierced my ears and put in some hoops. I got a thumb ring, a toe ring, a couple of silver bracelets and a leather strap necklace with a bunch of different charms to put on it. I got ones that spelled out ‘cowgirl.’ She put a turquoise leather band around the hat for free. While she was putting it on I saw a Peterbilt emblem belt buckle and bought it too.The cash register was asking for a break when Jan rolled and tied a bandana around my neck.”Oh, my god, it’s given me the perfect idea for a hot day,” I said. The saleslady snipped the tags off the shirt and jeans and I threw the old clothes and shoes away.Jan walked me back to the wig store.”I feel so bad. I only bought the make-up.””Don’t. You’re the one in a million the store was opened to serve. Most never get to the point where you are. It’s not an act of courage for you to dress the way you are. It’s you.””Maybe I’m going to regret it but it doesn’t scare me at all to go to work like this.”I started back to the car when the idea of wearing a thong entered my mind. I veered over one street to a lingerie store. There were a few women browsing in the store but I was in a hurry so I went to talk to the young girl behind the counter.”I just need some thongs. The problem is that I’m a solid size five leaning to a four so I’m stuck having to try things on and you can’t get a good idea trying them on over underwear.”She didn’t answer. She stared at my neck. I didn’t have the bandana on so I wondered what she was looking at.”There’s an easy solution. I’ll grab a bunch and meet you in the dressing room.”The girl came around with a drawer full of pretty thongs. I wanted to match them with some of my shirts and do some complimentary colors.”Put on these pantyhose,” she said. “They have a lining and kind of go up your butt so no one buys them but it works perfect for trying things on.”Something in the way she kept assessing my face finally snapped me out of it. It came to me that she was looking at my Adam’s apple.”I’m sorry I’m staring,” the girl said. “It’s so rude of me. You’re so pretty.””Will you help me match my new shirts?”The girl instantly stopped feeling guilty and started picking things out of my bags determined to help me.On the way back to Mississippi I was still high from spending all the money and finding a style but as that wore off I just felt like me. Joanie and I talked on the CB about my new clothes until the guys started stepping on our conversations. We flipped channels but everyone was following.It took a few hours to pack up all my old clothes and fill the closet with the new stuff. I was in the house searching for what I was going to make Dunn for supper when the doorbell rang.Christine stood at the door. She shot glances left and right and walked into the house and shut my front door.”You look good enough to eat, Terry. The k**s are out back swimming. I was mowing grass and saw you pull into the driveway. Can’t stay…I…Love…It.”I watched her until she went back to mowing and when I turned my head Dunn was walking up the driveway. I knew he was watching when I kicked out of my boots.He followed my body down the hall. I made sure he saw my feet bottoms as I walked. My dancing paid off. It was the first time I felt the bull in him. This was no longer a chore. He wanted my monster black cock taking pussy.I stripped got up on my pillow and he plunged into me without me using my hand to guide him in. He ferociously fucked me fast and hard and drained three days back-up of cum into my welcoming cunt. He held a moment inside me.”I don’t want to spill any,” he said then withdrew in an agonizingly slow movement. He penetrated me the full length of his shaft then drew out in the same slow way.”You are full to the top but I’ve got to have more of that little ass, Terry.” He dropped onto me and I accepted him.I was so relaxed and into the feeling and so wanting to make him feel as good as he made me feel I didn’t notice my body was moving with his. Even aware of what was happening I didn’t screw it up. I let my body respond naturally until he held my hips.”This is a treatment, baby. Looking and moving like you do, you’ll get plenty of chances to fuck. Hold still for me now pretty girl.”The sound of him calling me baby ran all through me. I felt it in my toes. He kept on until he flooded me again and I relished every second of our time knotted up together.Dinner was ready when Dunn appeared from the shower. I loved how comfortable he was in our house. It got me excited about making a happy little home for him. I started homemade cookies while he ate and we had cookies and milk while we watched a movie.Mike worked his shift at the fire station so I made enough for Christine and the girls. Everyone was so excited, it got me giddy. While the little ones ate, she walked up to me and I held her and said, “You’re the world’s best mom.”When Gina and Joanie walked in I had my head on Dunn’s shoulder, my fingers in the waistband of his tracksuit and he had his hand d****d over my knee.Before jumping up to warm something for them to eat, I kissed Dunn’s shoulder. It was the second step toward Gina when what I’d done hit me. I burst into to tears and ran into the master bathroom and sat crying on the toilet with the door locked.Joanie used the tool to jimmy the door open.”Dunn went home, sweetie. It’s ok.” She started a bubble bath and kissed my forehead. “Let’s get you in the bath, Terry.”Joanie stripped me and helped me into the tub. She shut off the water and put a hot washcloth over my face. “It’s easier to talk with your face covered.””I kissed Dunn on the shoulder. I didn’t mean to. I got so lost in being…happy. It came out of me instinctively. It was how I kiss Gina just to let her know I’m going escort kaş to be thinking of her while I’m gone.”Joanie switched the towels on my face before the first one got cold. “Dunn’s not mad.””I was so down this morning then everything went so perfect then I felt like a total fag when I kissed him.”She pulled the cloth off my face and kissed me. “You’ve got thirty minutes. We’re going to dance. Not because you’re a fag or a girl, because it’s just fucking fun. I’ll go home tonight and get off thinking about sucking your cock.”CHAPTER SEVENJoanie cured me. The three of us had so much fun I felt deliriously happy. I’d never been so full of life. Fucking Gina that night, we broke the headboard and giggled until I had to go to the bathroom and pee.I got up at four thirty and filled our cooler with ice and water and rolled ice into a bunch of bandanas. While I was soaking in the tub, Gina came in naked and got into the bath with me. “Gosh you look pretty,” she said then came forward and kissed me.”I can’t wait to do your make-up,” I said to her. “Will you let me? I thought about it all morning.””All your clothes are so fantastic. You little bitch, I love your style. Now I want to steal it.””Wear whatever you want,” I said. “Or we can go shop for you.””So what are you going to wear to work today?” she asked. “You threw everything away except for your church shirt and jeans.””I can’t decide. I love that cantaloupe plaid sleeveless snap up and those faded skinny jeans with the lime colored thong. Did you see my toe ring?””No, seriously,” she said.”Huh?””Terry, those are a bunch of redneck assholes. Are you sure it’s safe?””I’ll dress…if you think I can’t pull it off, I’ll wear something else.””Holy shit,” Gina said as I walked up the hall. “You little whore. I can’t believe you put that whole look together by yourself.””I’m dumping the boots and going barefoot,” I said. “I really think the guys will like it. I put ice in bandanas in the cooler and am going to run them out to keep the truckers cool.””Are you really sure, Terry? You’re so excited I don’t want you to get your heart broken.”I was at work forty five minutes early giving me plenty of time to set up and throw some saw dust down to keep from getting splinters on the wavy old wood floor. I raked up all of the rocks leaving perfectly straight rake lines across the area in front of the shop.During my morning phone calls another idea came into my head and I called Leonard’s refrigeration and talked over the specifics of an ice machine to handle filling up coolers and cups for fifty five plus trucks. I wanted my men to be happy. We fought about the price and he had someone agree to install it the next day. As I hung up the phone, Turk rolled over the scales.”Get your ass moving, Terry,” he said over the intercom.I documented his weight and ran out across the lot on the balls of my feet.”What the fuck are you doing faggot?” he called out. “Get away from my truck.” He threw the manifest at me in the metal covered clipboard. It cut my hand when I tried to catch it.Turk geared the truck and popped forward. “Sign it and give it here queer.”The manifest was wrong and the logs were not to grade.”I can’t help you Turk,” I said.”Open that fucking gate or I’m going to come down there and stomp fuck your ass.”I left his clipboard on the step of his truck and trotted back inside.Turk jerked the truck into reverse and backed out onto the highway spending more time calling me names over the CB than watching what he was doing. The torrent went on until Tommy Rae walked over him.”Take that story to a different channel, Turk.” Many of the other truckers walked over Turk until he stopped talking.The phone rang for Mr. Donaldson’s office. It was the trucking company Turk hauled for. Turk sat out on the highway a hundred feet back down the road.I wanted to cry but held my breath and mapped out the loads for the day.Red swung into the lot over the scales. Bryer drove out straining to see inside the office. I waved and he waved back.”I’m not sure what all that squawk was about. I just came off the lot and it still looked like our little buddy in there save a cowboy hat,” Bryer announced on channel nineteen.Mr. Donaldson buzzed my office.”Are you gay, Terry?” he asked through the speakerphone.”I don’t think so,” I said.”Were those logs any good?””Not close sir. They’re not worth burning.””It sounds like you finally got a set of balls on you.”A little less sure of myself, I ran out across the lot to Red.”Oh, no,” he said. “You’ve got to climb on up here.”Red’s white teeth showed through his thick red beard. He had his long red hair in a pony tail down his back like Willie Nelson. He used to be an offensive lineman at the college.”That will brighten up any morning. Look at you sportin’ them new duds and that sassy cowboy hat.””You’re almost six tons over but we’ll catch up the extra weight on somebody running light. I’ll be back in a minute.”I checked the load and everything looked correct. Truckers can spot a fly at a hundred yards in a mirror without anyone knowing they were looking but Red made no effort to hide his doings.It rattled me to the point I almost forgot his present.”Put this around your neck to keep you cool today. If you bring me another load, I’ll trade you out.””No, I think you better put it on,” he said. I leaned in and he looked over to his mirror to check my ass. His neck was so big I had to use clips and a cord to hold it.”I like that, Terry.”Tanner was rolling out as I stepped off the truck. A trucker never stops…except for a lady. He locked ’em up and insisted I pass.”Hold on a minute,” I said then ran around and grabbed a bandana for him.Tanner was not as easy about me putting it on him and he snuck his looks. But when I finished he smiled and let me run in front of the truck again.The airwaves lit up the whole day. It was only about twenty percent positive about me but everybody took a bandana.We were so busy I ate lunch in the yard and called a company to come up and sand down the floor and put urethane on it. We took our limit of logs by three for the first time in the six years I worked the job. The boys wanted to get to sanding on the wavy wood so I decided to drive down to the Ford dealership.I traded my truck for a year old demo red Mustang convertible with a cream colored leather interior. No one else liked the inside but it seemed cute to me.Dunn was on my tail as we drove back to the house that day. One of the truckers from a different company flew around me and honked a couple of times. The bark swirled off the logs as he passed.Dunn fucked me so hard my legs quivered for ten minutes while we let his nut soak into me. Gina came in as I walked up the hall.”Hi, honey. Did the casino let you off early?”Gina stopped as I kissed her.”That’s unbelievable. I almost forgot who you are. It’s who I fell for.”I served them supper and we all three got on the couch with Dunn in the middle and us on either side. Our house finally settled. We watched the movie and when it was over Dunn walked to the door and I kissed his cheek and he kissed mine and we hugged and he did the same with Gina. It was probably the first day I spent more of my day living natural than pretending.”Time to dance?” I asked.”Sure, but I’ve got great news first.””How can this day get any better?””They were nice to you at work?””A few were.””The owner of the casino had me to his office and offered me a job as a VIP hostess. Isn’t that fantastic?””Valerie got fired?””No, she ran off with Xaing, that billionaire guy. She was only in that job for three months.””I’ve never been so proud of you,” I said though I didn’t mean a word of it. Valerie wouldn’t get fucked thrown into a prison cell with a guy that went thirty years without pussy.We hugged and ended up fucking and I put my whole soul into it sure it was the last time I’d ever feel her luscious body again. How could I live up to these men when I had little tits budding?CHAPTER EIGHTThe weight of knowing I was about to lose Gina dragged on me but I did my best to keep my spirits up. Around eleven Tommy Rae asked me to lunch. When I agreed it caused a flurry of lunch date requests. Now, some of the non-loggers wanted a piece of me.I asked somebody about it, and two minutes later I got texts with pictures of me standing on the side of trucks putting bandanas on drivers or bending or squatting to check loads. My idea of matching thongs was a huge hit. For days they’d randomly call out a color in conversation about a different subject. Once I saw the pics I knew they were assuming based upon my tees.”I have no idea who done that. It happens,” Carl texted me with a smiley face at the end.We laughed about it over the CB.”You might also want to check under hottest bitches in trucking. A photo or two might have got put there. The voting’s going on for another week. You’re in fifth right now.”I loved truckers.”I can give you a few ideas for pictures that’ll get you the top prize if you’re interested.”My day seemed going in the right direction as I drove into town for lunch.”Look at you,” Tommy Rae said. “Come over here.” He grabbed me for a hug and I hugged him and brushed his cheek. His gray whiskers scratched.Tommy was a big old chunk of country. He talked to all the waitresses and some of the people at neighboring tables and we had a great time. Over my protests, he paid for lunch. He walked me back to my car and we hugged again and he kissed my cheek.”Did that pick you up any?””It sure did. Thanks, Tommy Rae.””You can’t satisfy everybody Terry. Some will talk if you’re this way. Some will talk if you’re that. You’re alright with us because you’re finally rolling the way you are. If somebody don’t like that…fuck ’em.”Later that day, Sam hauled a load of poles up from the yard and stopped in front of the office. He was an older driver and the first black guy the company hired. He came in the side door as the late afternoon sun baked the ground. The first thing he noticed was my bare feet. It made him smile.”Hey, Terry,” he said. “I’ve got them runs over in Louisiana tomorrow and the next and wondered if you might want to stop over for supper the day after that.”He was nice about leaving me a way out but I was getting asked if I wanted to get fucked.”That sounds nice…”Sam came up and put his hand in the small of my back sporting a big grin that got me a little weak legged.”Come on now don’t do old Sam that way little buddy. I’ll take good care of you…Who else you know about me fucking?””No one,” I said.”Xactly.””It’s not that. I haven’t talked to Gina about that sort of thing.”Sam said, “When you’re ready I’ll take me a piece. You made something a black man wants a slice of.”My face felt hot and he gave my butt a pat and it made me hotter.”Thanks, Sam. You’re my kind of man.”Dunn seeded my pussy that night and we went through our routine. I told them about Sam asking me out.”How does he know?” Gina asked.”We all know. They will be hawking you. The older ones like Sam do it right. The younger ones will do it wild.””It feels like cheating on Gina.””Then don’t do it,” Dunn said. “But you are going to have to say no a lot.”Gina and I giggled.”Come on hottie. Let’s go to the mall,” Gina said.We bought her a wardrobe of western clothes for a voluptuous girl that loved high heels. While she tried things on, we got to kissing in the dressing room a few times and it freaked out the salesgirls who thought we were lesbians.I knew the real reason for the time alone was to reassure me about her new job, to show me she still loved me. Both loaded down, we gabbed walking up the drive onto the porch. When I opened the door I saw Christine on her knees between Dunn’s legs. She didn’t stop bobbing on his cock. He put up his hand to stop me.He grabbed her head and shot down her throat. When she came up she wiped her chin and said, “Now we all have a little secret. I won’t tell if you won’t.”That night Gina and I were in bed talking about seeing Christine and we started getting excited and I fucked her and when it was over she cuddled up to me and it felt better than anything that could happen with a black man. I was there to submit to them and give them something to fuck and not make them work to hard to get it but it had nothing to do with my love for my wife.I was lying on my back worrying when Gina crawled on top of me and kissed my lips so tenderly it brought tears to my eyes.”I say ‘no’ a lot, Terry. At first it’s hard because your job is to entertain and you feel bad about disappointing someone but then they realize my heart’s not open and that makes it easy.””I’m getting fucked by Dunn,” I said. “Is that something you want to do with someone else?””I’m me, that sweet simple girl. We have the perfect house, the perfect jobs, and you’re the perfect guy. It’s no more complicated than that.”The next morning, everything was perfect when I got to work. The new floor was down. The new ice chest was in. I was pretty in my jeans and bare feet and sleeveless lime plaid western shirt. When I bent over, a tiny hint of my tangerine thong appeared.Though only about a third of them would have me up on the step, nearly all of them took their glances. It did something to me to have a man appreciate me and the way I moved. It made me feel good to do for them. I wasn’t trying to be sexy. I liked to laugh and do things to make their day better and most appreciated the effort.It was the occasional moment when I thought about my horrible old life. Now all the drivers honked and waved and gave encouragement bordering on flirting. A couple of them talked about my little cum catcher and cocksucker lips on channel twenty one.I don’t know who it was but one of them said, “I wonder if Terry could take this monster down to the pubes.””Bring it over and I’ll do my best,” I said. People joked about it on the airwaves for the next week.I waved at Mike out front trimming his hedges as I pulled into the drive. I never bothered to put my boots back on after work so I got out and walked toward the house in my skinny jeans and little western shirt. Just before I got to the porch Dunn put his hands on my hips and followed me through the door that way.Dunn stopped me in the middle of stripping and said, “Terry, you look pretty today.””I like the way you look too, Dunn.”Naked, I got up on the bed and got my treatment and Dunn put the sperm from his black cock into me. We were on the couch that night watching a movie. My hand slid down inside Dunn’s track pants. I rested my hand over his cock. We repositioned a few more times until he had his arm behind me but my palm stayed on him and he hardened.I can’t remember how it happened but Dunn picked his butt off the couch enough to get his pants down and I sucked him into my mouth curled up next to him on the couch. He tasted fresh from the shower delicious. It was so intimate to be on him that way with his hand patting my butt now and then and his other hand brushing back my hair.At some point I thought I heard a car pull into the driveway and looked toward the door. Mike was standing at the rail to our porch with hedge trimmers in his hand watching me blow Dunn.I took Dunn down my throat and held it for a few seconds then slowly let it slide out of my mouth until I let the head get caught behind my lips. I twisted my mouth up and down on his cock a few times in quick succession and felt Dunn building up.He was going to cum in my mouth with Mike watching and the thought of it made me crazy. It was naughty and exciting and the contrast of my little white fingers at his heavy sack built something inside me too.Mike turned to look toward the driveway.”How are you doing Mike?” Gina said coming around our walk. “Are you looking for Terry?””No, ah, yeah. I didn’t know if you wanted me to get to your side of those hedges along the property line.””Oh, if you could do that, it would be great,” she said.During their conversation, Dunn said, “No, not in front of Gina. He put his pants back up and I sat up close to him again.”Gina came in the door but didn’t look at us.”Did you hear that?” she said pointing over her shoulder. “I think he might have…”She stopped herself once she looked at me.”He was watching me blow Dunn. Go ahead and change, sweetheart, I’ll warm up something to eat.”I turned back to Dunn. “Want me to finish you in the bedroom?”He shoved my hand into the wetness in his pants. “I blew it already. You’re a good little cocksucker too…a natural.”Joanie opened the door.”Don’t tell me that Mike was over here bird dogging my little quail,” she said. “I know he got turned down cause he’s walking back to his house with his tail between his legs.””Hi, Joanie,” I said. Seeing her made my heart as light as seeing Dunn. We were really becoming close. She made sure to call over the CB every day to check on me.”Hi, nothing. Shake your skinny ass back there and get your best ‘come fuck me’ outfit on. We’re going dancing. Gina’s got to go back to work.””Have a great time sweetheart. I’ve got a whale coming in tonight so don’t wait up. This guy can go until dawn.”It burned but I tried to swallow it.I put on my lowest rise jeans and a lemon colored thong then my bold blue sleeveless shirt. I lined my eyes a little heavier and brushed on a little more color into my cheeks. Joanie let me do her make-up and I made her look gorgeous.”Did my husband do that?” Gina asked as Joanie danced herself down the hall.”I’m fucking him tonight until I drain the last drop,” Joanie threatened. “Look my damn nipples are going to jab through my shirt.”Joanie let me think we were ready when she whipped out an evil looking dark burgundy nail polish. “I dare you,” she said.We did each other’s nails and toes and I was stone hard the whole time.We went out toward the edge of our county. Ours was dry so the next one over had a bunch of bloody nose bars the other side of the border. She went in and everyone knew her. It was a rough crowd. They had chicken wire to protect the band on stage but Joanie got me going on the first dance and her hands on my hips got me only thinking about that little red pace leading down to that pink pussy hiding a quarter inch below the top button on her jeans.Then we kicked off our boots and our matching toenails and fingernails got the entire bar rocking.It seemed the bar was full of women that liked sissies. I had my hands on every girl in there big or small, old or young…many of the guys too. It was all in fun but thinking about Gina being with a man that could go until dawn made me drink too much. That and because people were buying us so much beer.Then we started on whiskey shots. Joanie could drink a three hundred pound man under the table. I could not. A guy ended up sucking whiskey off my toes while his girlfriend French kissed me. Joanie pulled me away from the group watching that was about to gang fuck me.She and I danced to “Neon Moon” and she kissed me tenderly but not in a romantic way. “I would fuck you in a minute if you weren’t married to my best friend,” she whispered.”Me too…””Those boys that came in together, the ones we’ve been dancing with are wanting some blowjobs and all this being up close on you has gotten me a taste for cock. Are you up for it?”I squeezed Joanie in close to me. “Thanks for pulling me out of that mess. I’ve got my head on straight now. I am interested but Gina’s always been faithful to me.”Joanie blew both of them. After the second blowjob, she got out from under the table and took me to the dance floor and we slow danced to a fast song and she kissed a load of cum into my mouth. “Share and share alike,” she said.Fortunately, I sobered up some more on the drive back to the house. Joanie hit her limit and I had to lug her into the spare bedroom.I brushed my teeth and used mouth wash and got naked and in bed.My phone buzzed. Gina sent me a text. “”How’d you like your snowball…lmfao…Don’t let her make you do anything you don’t want to do, sweetie.”CHAPTER NINEMr. Donaldson barged into my office the next day. In the south, the white shirt owners never mixed with the rest unless it was really bad news.I was standing on the new floor barefoot admiring my painted toes. I had petite narrow feet and the prettiest toes.”Please let me work barefoot, Mr. Donaldson,” I said putting my hands together in front of me and pouting my lips.He took a step back.One of the truckers honked as he rolled onto the scales.”Am I legal CC?” Carl asked. “I got to haul these turds Donaldson got roped into buying down to IP.””Breaker nineteen, CC, I’m working hard for you,” Sam said. “I just dropped that load in Prentiss and can squeeze in another one today if you need it.””Carl, I’ve got you on two two so you’re ready to roll big fella. I’ll run you out a flag as soon as I speak with Mr. Donaldson.”I flipped over to channel nineteen. “There’s logs for you at that spot outside Collins if you can get to it Sam.””Ten four CC. We’ll get ’em home if you’ll keep the gate open for me.””Ten four.”I forgot about my boss for a second and took off out the door with the flag. I waved it once at Carl and he followed me in his mirrors until I stapled it to the longest log and gave him a wave.”Hey, where’s my bandana? You ain’t mad at your buddy are you?””Donaldson is inside.”Carl smiled knowing that Donaldson could hear everything he was about to say. Carl was an independent trucker with a cash paid two hundred thousand dollar KW because he was the best driver in Mississippi.”Fuck him…I’ve got something wrong with the air conditioner in the truck.”I grabbed his cooler and jug and went back inside and pushed pass Mr. Donaldson and filled up Carl’s stuff and grabbed a bandana out of the cooler.”Think Donaldson’s watching?” Carl asked. The air conditioning nearly froze my ear as it blew out the window.”You know he is,” I said as I tied off a knot around Carl’s neck. Carl was also the best looking driver in Mississippi.He grabbed my head and kissed my mouth and held it for a few seconds.”And fuck you too if you don’t like that,” he said smiling.”Thanks for getting me fired,” I said.When I got back inside, Carl called over the CB. “I liked the taste of your cherry. That will be the best part of my day. Don’t tell Donaldson.””They really like bare feet,” I pleaded.”Who bought this fucking ice machine? What’s on this floor? How much did all this shit cost? Why are you nails painted…Why was Carl kissing you?”Mr. Donaldson looked at the chart with the number of hauls and how it was skyrocketing over the past two weeks.”I’m wearing this cherry flavored gloss and he likes the taste of it I guess. Please don’t make me put on shoes.””Terry, Wanda and I go to church.””So do Gina and I.”Ralph swung into the yard onto the scales. One of the logs was still four feet out onto the highway.”I’ve been a naughty boy,” Ralph joked. “I got distracted thinking about you and ended up with a long pole. Can you come give a guy a hand?”I radioed for the grappler.”I’ll be right back,” I told Mr. Donaldson and grabbed the cute lightweight chainsaw I bought.Once the grappler came around and got under the log, I jerked the chainsaw started and cut the long one legal. The driver of the grappler honked and took off with the excess.I shut off the saw and swung around to walk back inside.”Get your slender self up here you little cock teaser,” Ralph yelled out of the truck. I put the saw down and climbed up on the rig. “I’m the one that gave you you’re new name because that’s the cutest little cum catcher I’ve ever seen.”As soon as I looked up, Ralph pulled my mouth inside and kissed me.”You pass out to one, you pass out to all. That’s the trucker’s code,” Ralph said. “I get another one when you switch out this bandana.””I swear they just started the kissing,” I said when I opened the door to go back inside. “I didn’t know there was a trucker’s code.””There isn’t a fucking truckers code, Terry. This place has gone to hell.”I ran back out to the truck with the bandana and checked the grades and signed off the manifest.”Hey, Terry,” Ralph said once I was back up on the step. “I’m just playing about the nickname. I’ll call it off if you don’t like it.”I put the bandana around his neck.”I like it. It’s cute like me but we better save the kisses for after work. Mr. Donaldson’s worried about sexual harassment or something.””It’s harassing me to see you shaking your little cum catcher all over the lot,” he whispered into my ear. “I’ve got something else for you to kiss after work.””He heard that too Ralph.””By the way you’re the hottest bitch in trucking this week. I think I broke my thumb I texted in so many votes.””Terry, I just don’t know about all this,” Mr. Donaldson said.”Let them run,” I said. “It doesn’t bother me and they’ll get used to it in another week. Look at our numbers. Besides, what am I doing wrong? I’m still wearing jeans and western shirts. There’s nothing evil about filling a jug with ice.””Are you set on this, Terry? I mean it could be your job.””This is me, Mr. Donaldson. We can’t have the kissing, I understand. If you don’t want me working here, I’ll understand. This is your business and you have the right to run it how you see and employ the people you want.”My attitude stopped Mr. Donaldson. He always crouched a little was always ready to fight but he stood up straight when he understood he had nothing to fight about. I wanted to hug him. He was what I would have been except for being forced to change and that was a horrible thing.”We don’t even spend my salary Mr. Donaldson. I work here because I love you and your wife and want to help you build something for your c***dren. Don’t feel obligated especially if it relieves you of a fight.”He wanted to hug me. He tapped the counter a couple of times then went through the door back to the main building.”CC,” Tanner called over the CB. “Tell Donaldson to get off you. I’ve got time to pick up another load from Poplarville before I run poles up to Birmingham.””Mr. Donaldson came to check on some numbers, that’s all,” I said. “Man’s got a tough job.”They burnt me up saying Donaldson must have gotten a slice and it got filthier from there. While they chattered, I looked up my profile on the trucker site and laughed at the fifty five pictures of me and all the compliments. They really liked my pouty lips.My day ended on a high note when Tanner came in and took a bandana and kissed me giving me the excuse that he was getting a kiss before they got shut off but I must have missed Dunn on the highway and it sucked to drive home alone.His car was in the driveway so I hurried inside to find him waiting in the living room.”Go strip down to your thong and come back.”Dunn wanted a blowjob. I tore off down the hall and sprinted back nearly sliding in front of him on my knees. He repositioned me a few times and kept looking at the front door.”Christine?””Yeah…Christine,” Dunn said. “Her sister’s over there to watch the k**s. I know she’s got problems but you’re the one with feelings. I’m a dog.”He turned me one more time and said, “Take this cock in your mouth and look up here at me so I can talk to you.”I knew Mike would be coming over in a few minutes. I knew my treatments were over. I knew my mouth was used to make him last even longer with Christine. I knew I was a sissy because the thought of it made me leak cum into my thong.On my knees, I was his pretty little mouth to fuck using my cocksucker lips. He smiled down at me immediately as I took him to his pubes. He placed his hand on the back of my head and hardened in my mouth.”Terry, I’d be stealing pussy from you to keep on doing you this way. I’m glad it worked out like this. The two of you deserve to be happy.”Dunn’s cock worked its way down my throat as I stared up at his thick black body and felt the gentleness and insistence in the way he was making me take his cock. This was a place that was natural for me. I was born to satisfy him.”Mike’s coming to ask for a ride to pick up his truck at the auto shop. You’ve got to take one for the team. Give me an hour and a half. I like hanging with you after I fuck you. I’m not big on letting white women stay. They start getting crazy thoughts.”Dunn’s smile turned into an evil grin and I got to work going after his rigid cock knowing that Mike was staring at my cute little cum catcher and that black monster fucking my pretty pouting lips. It was fifteen till six. Mike had no choice but to knock on the door as I was taking a load down my throat.Mike turned away and yelled asking me to drop him off back in town. Christine didn’t want to get the k**s to bed too late and the shop closed in a few minutes.”Go get in the car,” I said. “I’ll be there in a minute.””Terry, you’ve got to always be doing for a black man. Find you one right away but you’re top of the line. Don’t be jumping the first cock that comes along. Find someone like me. Don’t go stealing black cock from them sissies that can’t attract what you can.””I love you, Dunn,” I said. “I’ll be right back.”Mike shifted around in the seat like he couldn’t get his body to fit right into the cream colored leather.”Did you get a promotion or something?””I get paid commission and things are going great at the mill but this is a demo model. They traded me pretty even for the truck. No one likes the interior.”Mike was looking at the opening in my shirt. My little buds from the pills were coming up. Soon, I’d need to start wearing a tee all the time.”You’re taking it in the ass from that spook,” he said. “I saw you blowing him.””It’s none of your business, Mike, but I am. Who are you fucking beside Christine?””Anyone I want. Is he putting it to Gina? Am I going to have half breeds running around the neighborhood attacking my daughters?””No, I’m putting it to Gina. I just like black cock just like you like something on the side.””What’s with your clothes? Are you a damn girl now?”I glanced over to change the music on my I-pod and noticed the bulge in Terry’s pants. He noticed me noticing.”Do you like these clothes Mike? Are you thinking about you’re old buddy Terry giving up some ass to you or me blowing you?”For the first time in the six years as neighbors, I had the best of him and the proof was continuing to grow in his pants.”Does that make you gay, Mike? You want to fuck my skinny little white ass with my tiny cock bobbing around.””Shut up, Terry.””We’re almost to the coast. Should we stop at a motel? I can show you where Dunn puts that big fat black cock of his. I’m still a little open from when he fucked me tonight.”Mike writhed in the seat but not because of the interior. The pressure in his jeans must have been painful.”Just drop me off at the Greaux’s Auto.”We pulled into the lot and I unlocked the doors.”You’re going to look stupid lugging that in. I’ll take care of it for you. I don’t like white guys in that way but a friend’s willing to do for a friend isn’t he?”The owner Ray came out of the front door.”Hey, Terry…that’s a sweet ride you have there. We’ve been cracking up over all that on the CB. You’ve got them truckers pussy whipped.”He walked his hulking frame out to the car and Mike put his hands in his lap.”Get out of that hot little Mustang and let me see you,” Ray said.He picked me into a hug and grabbed a handful of ass. “I’ve known you from a boy and never seen you this happy.”I knew what he’d come out there for. He wasn’t about to be outdone. He kissed my mouth so hard it hurt. “It’s some kind of melon, boys,” he called out as all the mechanics stood at the door. “You going to let me pick the flavor the next time you come down to the coast? I want you thinking about it all day and I want to brag on it even more.”I mock pushed him away and went back to the car. He closed the door for me.”Damn, Mike. Put that spear down. The Zulu’s done been beaten back,” Ray laughed. “Lookie here boys, Mike done got himself a tent pole sitting next to Terry. Sonofabitch still popping boners like he’s f******n.””Mike, I want to get home to Gina.””Go on junior high,” Ray said. “Run off to the bathroom and take care of that thing. No wonder Christine’s eyes wander all over town.”The guys in the shop laughed as Mike stomped off to the bathroom.”Tell Gina I said hey and stop by for dinner on Sunday afternoon.”I backed out and gave a wave and put my sunglasses back on. The traffic opened up and I got down the road toward the house.Dunn sat on the couch watching television.I was about to start in on him when he said. “Stop right there, Terry. You’re a sly motherfucker too.””What?””That box you sent Gina.””What box?””Terry, quit messing with me. That box with the thong bikini bottoms, the champagne glass and the plane ticket to the Cannes. That’s pimp. I didn’t realize you made that kind of money at the kiln.”A person’s world isn’t supposed to come crashing down like that. There should be a warning. All the time I wasted driving fucking Mike. It was probably long enough for her to be halfway to France.I went dizzy in the head. My car was heading down Highway 49 before I realized I’d left the house. What was I going to do or say? Hell, she should go. Why be stuck in a town of three hundred married to me?The forty minute drive that I did in twenty was agonizing. They were probably already in the air in his private jet sharing that first glass of champagne. He probably spilled a little on her tits just to get to lick it off.I threw my keys at the valet and ran through the casino with no idea what I was doing. I just ran.Security that prevented people under twenty one from entering the gaming area saw me running and moved to stop it. The whole fucking world was in on the plan. Walled off and walked next to the wine bar, I was about to snap when I heard Gina’s voice.There was a huge good looking guy with his Rolex and his business suit up on her ordering her a glass of wine as she stood at the end of the bar.”I’m good,” I told the guys. “Somebody told me Gina went missing but there she is.”She smiled when she noticed me.”Hey, Terry,” Gina said coming off the bar stool to give me a hug. “Ron, this is my husband Terry. Terry, Ron bought me a glass of Bordeaux. Do you want anything?”Ron scoffed. “You must like them thumb size,” he said.”Smaller, I like them pinkie sized and Terry’s got just what I want. Thanks for the drink, Ron.”Gina chose me. Probably a thousand times a day she chose me. I had something over the entire world in that the most beautiful woman in it wanted me and until that moment never noticed it. I was an idiot. This girl that never should have had to prove her love for me had to prove it all day everyday but I was so wrapped up in my own unhappiness I overlooked it.I went to kiss her and she steered my mouth away. “You haven’t been sucking cock have you?”She gave a final glance over her shoulder at Ron then kissed me and said, “Just teasing sweetheart. Dunn called me and told me what happened…Let’s go get something to eat. Now that you’re down here, all my friends want to hang out after supper and see your new clothes.””So you know I just made an ass out of myself, don’t you?””I guess I’m going to have to accept that sissies are insecure but I know you’ll let go of it. Let’s not worry about it tonight. I want to enjoy you and dance and laugh and go home and get fucked.”Maybe it wasn’t forever, but at that moment, I let go and the foolishness. It seemed permanent but I’d gone backwards before.As we walked over to the restaurant we passed the set of long mirrors decorating the front of the high rollers area. I caught a reflection of me. I didn’t see a boy or a girl. I saw all the ugliness I felt was gone.

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