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What Girl's Really Want
By JockSissy
I was painting Misty's toenails a bright red color as I kneeled in front
of her. She was lounging on the sofa watching TV. I knew she was
excited. It was her first date with Chris. They had met at one of my
work's office parties. One of her favorite things to do was humiliate me
in front of my friends and family. The people I worked with were a close
third. So I knew when she saw the tall, very dark, and handsome man that
she would zero right in on them. The worst part was that he was one of
my closer friends at work.
A few drinks later and she was sitting on his lap. Bright red doesn't
describe the color of my face as I watched him fondle my fianc?e in
front of everyone. It got worse when they left together and returned a
half hour later with her makeup and hair fussed. After, she had me write
down our phone number. He thanked her for a great blowjob. The whole
table heard. Now here I was, buck naked getting my wife ready for her
date with him. My peenie weenie, that's what I have to call it, was
sticking straight up as usual.
It wasn't always this way. I'm actually nice looking with an average
penis size. I used to think it was quite the weapon. Played sports in
school, got my share of action, and was a pretty confident guy. That is
until I met my Misty. Her long brown hair, perfect medium size tits, and
gorgeous plump rear hooked me from the start. She had that look that
made very guy immediately fall for her. Sultry, confident and she knew
it. She was always condescending but could be really sweet too in a
patronizing way. Our courtship was always one sided though. I paid for
everything and was basically at her beck and call. If I didn't answer
her calls on the first ring I got a firm reprimand. She treated me like
a kid in a lot of ways, scolding me and telling me how things were going
to be. After a date she would let me peck her on the check and that was
all. I was so horny for her I couldn't sleep most nights.
Her dress was always very provocative and always included short skirts
and heels. I would lay awake long sleepless nights jacking off thinking
about her curvy tight body. Often she would flirt with guys right in
front of me and if I dared say anything, she would pinch me very hard.
After about a month she started letting me come in her house with her at
the end of the date. I knew something was up when she referred to me as
her white boy in front of her roommates. The first time she let me in
her room I was so excited I almost came in my pants. She had me sit on
the edge of her bed as she slowly stripped down to a black thong and
matching bra, with her four inch high platform heels on. She wiggled her
unbelievably sexy large rump in my face. When I went to grab it she
slapped my hand away. Than with a sarcastic grin on her face she told me
to strip as she lay back on the bed. I raced out of my clothes and stood
in front of her with the biggest hard-on of my life. It was finally here
and I was dying with lust. Than it happened... She looked down to my
dick and started laughing.
"Oh my, is that it?" she mocked. "It's so little and pink, I knew white
boys were little but my lord. It is cute though in a boyish kind of
way."
I was mortified. Usually girls call my seven incher big. I should have
gotten dressed and walked out or at the least called her a bitch or
something. Instead I stood there being humiliated and got hornier.
"Ohooooo looks like Mr. Pickle likes when I call him names, is that it.
Does little baby's micro sized weenie like that? Looks like he does. Oh
baby I know. Go over in my drawer and get some panties to put on. All
baby dicks should wear panties, don't you think?"
I was sweating. I knew if I did as she asked I was giving away a part of
me. I wasn't sure what but I had a guess it would be my pride and any
sort of self-esteem. It hurt but I walked over and picked out a yellow
pair of panties and slid them on. Then she had me model them for her.
"That's it sweetie. Show your princess what a little sissy you are. Oh
that's it. Bend over for me and show me your little pantied tushy. My my
and here I thought a good-looking jock boy like you would have actually
something to offer. Hahahaha I can barely make out your little Oscar
Meyer in those pretty panties. Mmmm yes. Touch your toes and show
princess how little dinky white boys have fun. God I've lose all respect
for you. That's it tiny. Now. Ready for you reward." she asked pushing
aside her panties to show me her glistening wet perfectly smooth honey
pot. I nearly tripped jumping over to her and trying to get my dick in
her hole.
"Hahaha no sweetie not like that." she scolded me. "Panty wearing boys
with little peenie weenies don't get to use them. They're useless. As if
you could ever please a woman. The only thing I'm interested in is your
tongue. We both know you could never please me or anyone else with that.
Now do a good job and I might let you pull your little pud for me. Hold
on and I'll show you what white girls really like while you eat me."
Using a remote she switched on the DVD player and a movie of a really
hot big tittied white girl getting pounded by an enormous big cock
played out.
I spent the next hour pleasuring her while she watched the movie. I lost
count of orgasms she experienced. At the end she made me get some tissue
and in three quick strokes I shot my load into the paper. She made a
grimace face when I came and made me put what she called my disgusting
sissy spunk in her bathroom toilet. Afterwards I gave her a long massage
with oil as she told me her plans for me.
"You see baby I only like real men for sex. However, if a guy like you
knew his place and that my pussy was reserved for black dick only, I
think we could have a real future together. Of course you would have to
how proper respect to your betters at all times Missy. That means
wearing what I say and doing exactly as told. I find your body hair very
offensive and want it removed immediately. That includes the hair around
your little dinky. Yes baby the one you were so impressed with before
now. I think is really inappropriate that you would try and act like a
real man with such an inferior white bitty like that.
"Anyway I'm willing to train you but it will be tough for you. What I
really want in our relationship is more of a mistress servant one. I
mean I think we could have a very happy time together and I am even
willing to help you become the pantywaist I know you were born to be.
You are very lucky I am here to help you. No more trying desperately to
please women and failing miserably. Yes I know sweetie, but they were
acting. The might have pretended you were pleasing them to be nice but
deep down they were craving a really big black cock. I know it hurts but
I assure you I will definitely help you in ever way to achieve your
place at my feet. I think it would be very sweet to help you realize
your inferiority.
"Oh baby your crying. See, I knew it wasn't an act; you really were the
little dicked wimp I've been looking for. Now go introduce yourself to
my roommates as the new housemaid. Yes you'll be serving them too."
As I left I was in turmoil. I loved her with a deep yearning passion I
had never before experienced but I wasn't sure if I could be what she
wanted. After only four hours she had wrecked any sort of pride I had in
myself as a man.
Of course I drove to her house at mach ten the next morning when she
called, and I knew I had sealed my fate even showing up after the way
she had treated me. Training consisted of severe spankings, public
humiliation and forced feminization. I was made to clean her and her
roommates' house twice a week in a short dress and heels. Her two
roommates dated black men only as well. When we went out she always put
just a dash of makeup on my and always had me wear some very feminine
but not too over the top clothing.
I looked like a total fag most of the time. Seeing me dressed like this,
and out with this gorgeous brunette gave most guys the idea I was her
gay friend. Guys constantly came up to us in clubs or restaurants. If
they were black and good looking she would explain I was her sissy
boyfriend and that I was lacking in certain departments and that I
appreciated help in satisfying her.
After three months we moved in together. I mainly slept in the guest
room. One thing I learned was that she was definitely a nymphomaniac.
There was a steady stream of well-built black men who visited. They
seemed to know about me beforehand. I was always made to wear lingerie
around the house and often they would have a good laugh at my expense.
Another thing I learned about in great detail was eating another man's
semen from my girlfriend's pussy. Often in between rounds they would
call me in to clean her up for the next go. I was mortified the first
time I came prancing in wearing a pink baby doll (Misty loved pink on
me) with pink slippers and saw her gooey hole displayed right in front
of me. She smirked as she pointed to it.
"It will be good for you baby doll. Maybe you can ingest some of his
masculinity. Besides Clarence didn't believe me when I told him all
white boys have at least a little bit of gay in them. Now go ahead and
show us what a little no balls fairy you are."
I complied and cleaned her thoroughly. I cried during it and they both
loved it. After that it became a regular thing.
After I was done with her nails I helped her into a ruffly red thong
panties and bra set. Than I slid down a skintight black dress that just
barely covered her round ass. She looked like a high-class call girl.
"Oh I am so horny for some real dick," she told me. "Your tongue is good
sweetie but boy do I need to be fucked by real man. Now. Go put on those
super tight little daisy dukes you made and the halter-top. I want Chris
to know that you're absolutely no threat in the masculinity area. It's
important for black men to know that their women are all theirs.
"That's it missy. Now the heels. Awwww what a perfect little pansy you
look. I can tell you shaved your legs today like I asked. Good girl. Now
I want you to show proper respect to your superior when he shows up.
Thank him for taking care of my needs and also ask if you can clean his
apartment sometime. That shows real class. Hmmm maybe you should bend
over for him and show him that big black butt plug you have crammed up
your little faggoty ass too. Yes that's a good idea. Do that.
"Now I want you to write a five page letter to Chris while were gone, in
your prettiest pink colored writing, explaining reasons why he is so
much more of a man than you and why you are so happy he's fucking your
girlfriend. Maybe you should tell him about how we have been together
six months now and the only sex you've gotten is a hand job.
"Okay there's the door. Go answer and make sure to keep your eyes down."
This was a big step. Usually I didn't know the men she slept with
personally. When the door opened, Chris was there. He immediately
started laughing.
"Damn you are one punk ass bitch. Misty told me but damn. I always heard
most white boys are faggots but I guess you gotta see it to believe.
Nice daisy dukes pansy, oh my God did you shave your legs?"
Not waiting for an answer he went right to misty and deeply French
kissed her in front of me. I was burning with shame. My peenie weenie
was starting to get very hard also. I swear it was getting smaller. Last
time I measured, it was only six and a half. I'd lost half an inch
somehow. Maybe it was all psychological.
Misty noticed his and pointed to my exposed dinky. "Oh look how happy he
is that is girlfriend is getting laid." she laughingly said.
Chris laughed along with her.
"Go ahead sweetie, play with it for us. Show Chris how utterly useless
you are as a Man. That's it honey. Make him see what a total limp dicked
panty wearing wimp you are."
"Ewwww, quick eat up your inferior pansy goo for us now. Hahahah that's
it. Wait till I tell everyone at work about you." Chris said.
Misty loved this idea and encouraged him to do so. She made me lick
Chris's shoes as they lovingly kissed.
"Good boy, shows respect. Now if you don't mind I'm going to take your
lovely girlfriend out and later fuck her in every way and hole I can
think of. Don't wait up dinky."
They left with Misty's dress riding up on her left side and Chris's big
hand dug deep in the crack of her ass. The neighbors already knew so I
wasn't worried about that. I started crying when the left and furiously
jerked my dinky till I creamed my panties and daisy dukes for the second
time in ten minutes.
Written by JockSissy
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