Mel to Melissa Part 1
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Me And Mel And Our Friend Explore Further Into My free porn video
So, here's the visual. Me and Mel are dressed to the T's. The whoreiest out fits both of us own. Full pornstar makeup (fake eyelashes, about twenty pounds of makeup, both of us have two pigtails) Thigh highs and six-inch hooker shoes.
I'm bent over getting just railed by Mel. My face is shoved into my friends (well our friend now) crouch. And I'm fucking her as well as I can with Mr. Marcus.
Then I pick up the other end of Mr. Marcus and start sucking it. When my friend sees this, she kinda goes to another level. I mean when I was toying with her, she was getting vocal (one of the things I liked best about her) Fuck me with that cock. Fuck me with that black cock. Etc. But when she saw me with that giant black dildo in my mouth. She kinda lost it.
She just grabbed me by my hair and started face fucking me. She kept grunting look at that faggot suck that black cock. Look at that sissy. You’re not a man anymore. You’re a woman. You’re a white sissy whore for nigger cock. I guess Mel heard that and joined in with her, taunting me and repeating what she said at about that time Mel came. I think it was a little much for her. But she right away grabbed Mr. Stanley and started fucking me violently. That lasted for a few minutes, both of them calling me a whore. A white whore. A sissy. A faggot. A toy, a plaything for BBC. And I don't know exactly what it was. But something helped me swallow almost all of the part of Mr. Marcus that wasn't in my friend. It was funny. I've tried to deep throat that dildo for the year or so that we have owned it. But I always hit something, a stop or a barrier. But with Mel fucking me, working the dildo in my ass so aggressively. And both of them being so verbal (and pretty degrading) I just was able to go the extra distance, so to speak.
Then something started building in me. It was like an orgasm, but slightly different. I (without really meaning to do this) pulled away from me Marcus and tried to stand up. But Mel had an arm wrapped around my waist while she was fucking me with Mr. Stanley. And she kinda held me down. But I was kinda kneeling up, with my back arched and I came. That was the first time I had ever came from being fucked. Without someone touching my dick. And the feeling was earth shaking. I was quivering and whimpering, black cock. Black cock in me. Making me cum.
I just fell forward shaking slightly while Mel and my friend were sitting cuddling looking at me.
Look at how messed up her makeup is my friend said. Yeah Mel said. She took that cock like a pro.
We fucked the shit out of her. Look at how she came when I was fucking her pussy. She came without me rubbing her clit. I think she's ready to be a woman like me.
That both surprised me and turned me on. Mel had never really spoke to me like that before. She was always the she in our relationship. And that was never really questioned. But to be honest the last few months, I was beginning to realize that I did like being more feminine. I felt more comfortable in woman's clothing. I felt just more natural. Luckily, I had Mel there to guide me. And nurture me along this path.
But the big thing in that moment at least was the black cock thing. I've been with a few black men in my life. But it's never been a fetish. And I'm not what you would call a size whore.
I prefer a hard fucking with a small to medium cock. Then getting impaled with a baseball bat of a cock. But. When it comes to sucking cock. Yeah, I like the big guys. It's one of the things that made me a good bottom. That's why I could take what I could of Mr. Marcus as easily as I could. But that fucking with Mel and my friend made me realize maybe I should explore more of this side of me. And my new realized femininity only fueled my desire.
Of course, I had no desire to cheat on Mel. I did love her. She was the person I most felt comfortable with sexually. And we just got along well and made a good couple.
But I found myself only looking at interracial porn and masturbating when Mel wasn't around. I would watch gay porn at first. But would almost always end up switching to either straight interracial, or transgendered interracial porn. Mr. Marcus in my mouth. Mr. Stanley up my pussy (I no longer called it my boy parts) Always dressed as a woman.
Then one day (after a few weeks of this) after I had came. I tried to get Mr. Marcus in my pussy. I'm not sure why I tried this. I knew it wouldn't fit. That damn thing is longer than my forearm, and fatter than my wrist. At first all I could do was press it against me. Slightly opening against its massiveness. I maybe had about half the head in me. And that's all I could get.
But then on the screen I saw this perfect little white boy straddling this giant black cock. He just hovered over it, rubbing the head on his opening. Then he just plugged down most of the way.
Now I know porn is "fake" But seeing that again did something to me. I was determined to at least get the head of that giant black dildo into me. And my pussy just kinda opened up. It hurt. But not bad. And slowly but surely millimeter by millimeter I worked that dildo up inside of me.
Then with a little effort and a little time I had the whole head of Mr. Marcus in me.
I was lying on my back but I rolled over and got on all fours. I pressed the other end of Mr. Marcus against the bed and watching that video (at this point the boy was reverse cowgirling that giant black cock. And was just slamming himself up and down) and with the other end pressed on the bed I slowly worked my ass back and forth.
I would push back as far as I could before the pressure and pain became too much. Then I would slide it out and relax. But the in and out were ecstasy.
The boy on the screen was saying something along the lines of, that black cock feels great in my boy pussy. I love that black cock.
And I found myself repeating what he said.
I then realized I had about ten inches of Mr. Marcus in me. And it wasn't hurting anymore. It was just pleasure. But I couldn't bring myself to cum without help. I was hoping for another orgasm like I had before.
But it just wasn't coming. I enjoyed this for a few more minutes before I just couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed my dick and stroked myself maybe three or four times (it really was sad how quickly I came) Then I exploded and fell forward. Mr. Marcus slowly sliding out of me.
It took a few minutes for me to regain my composure.
I was starting to sit up when I heard Mel's voice say. Well I always knew you would make a good woman. I knew you were hiding or denying your femininity. What I didn't peg you for was being a BBC whore.
I looked up at her startled by both her words and again the fact that I was so into what I was doing. That I didn't notice her coming home
I stammered; how long have you been watching me. She just said, well long enough to see you roll over. And long enough to know this isn't enough for your pussy anymore (pointing at her crotch)
I got up and started to apologize or try to rationalize what I was doing. And she just kinda shushed me with her hands.
Look she said I've gone through basically what you are doing right now. I just did it years ago. I went through my BBC phase. I've gone through my gangbang phase. I was whorey. I was chaste. I know where you are. Then she gave me a strong and tight hug and kissed me.
I didn't know what to say. We were both kinda crying (we really were acting like women) That night we cuddled and made love. It was soft and gentle.
A few weeks later me and her left on a little four-day weekend we had planned for a while.
When we got to the cabin we were renting, I noticed there was a car in the driveway.
I mentioned that must be the owner or something waiting to welcome us. I hope they don't give us trouble. With much encouragement from Mel. This was the first time I went out in public dressed as a woman. And I was feeling both liberated, and self-conscious.
We both walked up and when I opened the door and walked in. There was our friend sitting at the kitchen table. With two black men. I was so startled by that I visually jumped.
Mel closed the door behind her and said shoot (a cute thing she did was not curse. Unless we were in bed) you beat us here. I was hoping to get ready before you got here.
No problem our friend said there's plenty of time. You three get ready and we'll start a fire and get drinks ready.
The three of them stood up and I noticed one of the black men was considerably shorter than the other. But it was hard to tell how big he was, because the other guy was massive. The beer bottle in his hand looked like a toy.
I was blabbering nonsense while Mel basically pushed me into one of the bedrooms.
She shut the door behind her. And I right away started asking. What the hell is going on? What are we doing here? Who are those people?
She came close to me and wrapped her arms around my waist and stood on her tip toes to kiss me. Then looking up at me she said. Well the other day you were having so much fun. I figured we try something new.
I'm bent over getting just railed by Mel. My face is shoved into my friends (well our friend now) crouch. And I'm fucking her as well as I can with Mr. Marcus.
Then I pick up the other end of Mr. Marcus and start sucking it. When my friend sees this, she kinda goes to another level. I mean when I was toying with her, she was getting vocal (one of the things I liked best about her) Fuck me with that cock. Fuck me with that black cock. Etc. But when she saw me with that giant black dildo in my mouth. She kinda lost it.
She just grabbed me by my hair and started face fucking me. She kept grunting look at that faggot suck that black cock. Look at that sissy. You’re not a man anymore. You’re a woman. You’re a white sissy whore for nigger cock. I guess Mel heard that and joined in with her, taunting me and repeating what she said at about that time Mel came. I think it was a little much for her. But she right away grabbed Mr. Stanley and started fucking me violently. That lasted for a few minutes, both of them calling me a whore. A white whore. A sissy. A faggot. A toy, a plaything for BBC. And I don't know exactly what it was. But something helped me swallow almost all of the part of Mr. Marcus that wasn't in my friend. It was funny. I've tried to deep throat that dildo for the year or so that we have owned it. But I always hit something, a stop or a barrier. But with Mel fucking me, working the dildo in my ass so aggressively. And both of them being so verbal (and pretty degrading) I just was able to go the extra distance, so to speak.
Then something started building in me. It was like an orgasm, but slightly different. I (without really meaning to do this) pulled away from me Marcus and tried to stand up. But Mel had an arm wrapped around my waist while she was fucking me with Mr. Stanley. And she kinda held me down. But I was kinda kneeling up, with my back arched and I came. That was the first time I had ever came from being fucked. Without someone touching my dick. And the feeling was earth shaking. I was quivering and whimpering, black cock. Black cock in me. Making me cum.
I just fell forward shaking slightly while Mel and my friend were sitting cuddling looking at me.
Look at how messed up her makeup is my friend said. Yeah Mel said. She took that cock like a pro.
We fucked the shit out of her. Look at how she came when I was fucking her pussy. She came without me rubbing her clit. I think she's ready to be a woman like me.
That both surprised me and turned me on. Mel had never really spoke to me like that before. She was always the she in our relationship. And that was never really questioned. But to be honest the last few months, I was beginning to realize that I did like being more feminine. I felt more comfortable in woman's clothing. I felt just more natural. Luckily, I had Mel there to guide me. And nurture me along this path.
But the big thing in that moment at least was the black cock thing. I've been with a few black men in my life. But it's never been a fetish. And I'm not what you would call a size whore.
I prefer a hard fucking with a small to medium cock. Then getting impaled with a baseball bat of a cock. But. When it comes to sucking cock. Yeah, I like the big guys. It's one of the things that made me a good bottom. That's why I could take what I could of Mr. Marcus as easily as I could. But that fucking with Mel and my friend made me realize maybe I should explore more of this side of me. And my new realized femininity only fueled my desire.
Of course, I had no desire to cheat on Mel. I did love her. She was the person I most felt comfortable with sexually. And we just got along well and made a good couple.
But I found myself only looking at interracial porn and masturbating when Mel wasn't around. I would watch gay porn at first. But would almost always end up switching to either straight interracial, or transgendered interracial porn. Mr. Marcus in my mouth. Mr. Stanley up my pussy (I no longer called it my boy parts) Always dressed as a woman.
Then one day (after a few weeks of this) after I had came. I tried to get Mr. Marcus in my pussy. I'm not sure why I tried this. I knew it wouldn't fit. That damn thing is longer than my forearm, and fatter than my wrist. At first all I could do was press it against me. Slightly opening against its massiveness. I maybe had about half the head in me. And that's all I could get.
But then on the screen I saw this perfect little white boy straddling this giant black cock. He just hovered over it, rubbing the head on his opening. Then he just plugged down most of the way.
Now I know porn is "fake" But seeing that again did something to me. I was determined to at least get the head of that giant black dildo into me. And my pussy just kinda opened up. It hurt. But not bad. And slowly but surely millimeter by millimeter I worked that dildo up inside of me.
Then with a little effort and a little time I had the whole head of Mr. Marcus in me.
I was lying on my back but I rolled over and got on all fours. I pressed the other end of Mr. Marcus against the bed and watching that video (at this point the boy was reverse cowgirling that giant black cock. And was just slamming himself up and down) and with the other end pressed on the bed I slowly worked my ass back and forth.
I would push back as far as I could before the pressure and pain became too much. Then I would slide it out and relax. But the in and out were ecstasy.
The boy on the screen was saying something along the lines of, that black cock feels great in my boy pussy. I love that black cock.
And I found myself repeating what he said.
I then realized I had about ten inches of Mr. Marcus in me. And it wasn't hurting anymore. It was just pleasure. But I couldn't bring myself to cum without help. I was hoping for another orgasm like I had before.
But it just wasn't coming. I enjoyed this for a few more minutes before I just couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed my dick and stroked myself maybe three or four times (it really was sad how quickly I came) Then I exploded and fell forward. Mr. Marcus slowly sliding out of me.
It took a few minutes for me to regain my composure.
I was starting to sit up when I heard Mel's voice say. Well I always knew you would make a good woman. I knew you were hiding or denying your femininity. What I didn't peg you for was being a BBC whore.
I looked up at her startled by both her words and again the fact that I was so into what I was doing. That I didn't notice her coming home
I stammered; how long have you been watching me. She just said, well long enough to see you roll over. And long enough to know this isn't enough for your pussy anymore (pointing at her crotch)
I got up and started to apologize or try to rationalize what I was doing. And she just kinda shushed me with her hands.
Look she said I've gone through basically what you are doing right now. I just did it years ago. I went through my BBC phase. I've gone through my gangbang phase. I was whorey. I was chaste. I know where you are. Then she gave me a strong and tight hug and kissed me.
I didn't know what to say. We were both kinda crying (we really were acting like women) That night we cuddled and made love. It was soft and gentle.
A few weeks later me and her left on a little four-day weekend we had planned for a while.
When we got to the cabin we were renting, I noticed there was a car in the driveway.
I mentioned that must be the owner or something waiting to welcome us. I hope they don't give us trouble. With much encouragement from Mel. This was the first time I went out in public dressed as a woman. And I was feeling both liberated, and self-conscious.
We both walked up and when I opened the door and walked in. There was our friend sitting at the kitchen table. With two black men. I was so startled by that I visually jumped.
Mel closed the door behind her and said shoot (a cute thing she did was not curse. Unless we were in bed) you beat us here. I was hoping to get ready before you got here.
No problem our friend said there's plenty of time. You three get ready and we'll start a fire and get drinks ready.
The three of them stood up and I noticed one of the black men was considerably shorter than the other. But it was hard to tell how big he was, because the other guy was massive. The beer bottle in his hand looked like a toy.
I was blabbering nonsense while Mel basically pushed me into one of the bedrooms.
She shut the door behind her. And I right away started asking. What the hell is going on? What are we doing here? Who are those people?
She came close to me and wrapped her arms around my waist and stood on her tip toes to kiss me. Then looking up at me she said. Well the other day you were having so much fun. I figured we try something new.
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