Black Man s White Pussyboy
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White Chubby Pussyboy, Ch. 1 free porn video
I don't know how I got here. Well.. I do. It started a couple months
ago. Back when I thought I was straight. Sometimes I still do, but for
the most part I know better now. Now I know that I'm a pussyboy. A
pantyboy with a clit and a cunt who prances around in skirts and heels
and shakes her curves. A fat-assed faggot white boy.
Daddy, I mean, Reed. Reed was a friend of a friend, really. I mean we
hung out before, but only with other people around. He was more Kevin's
friend than mine. That doesn't matter, really. The point is, he was
sort of in my circle of friends. But we had never hung out just us
before.
And then suddenly we wound up alone together. The four of us were
hanging out, getting high and a little drunk and playing video games.
The three of us hanging at Reed's place. I was always a little
uncomfortable there. I dunno. I don't know that many black people I
guess. Besides Reed I mean.
But Kevin and Paul left when I was in the bathroom, or something. They
were my ride and I was gone. Reed said I could crash on the couch. So
we hung out a while. An awkward silence in the air. Or at least, I
felt awkward. He didn't seem anything but cool, really.
We kept smoking. I knew I was too high already, but it was just the two
of us. For some reason I cared that I didn't pass on anything. So he
kept rolling blunts and I kept hitting them. I couldn't even keep my
head up. It kept flopping to the side. Towards him as we sat on the
couch. And he seemed like himself. He's such a real man. I knew that
then too. And I still wanted to measure up.
At some point the porn came on. White girls with big asses. Getting
fucked by big black dicks. Choking on them. He asked if I had seen
shit like this before. I couldn't tell him the truth. I told him no.
But truthfully, for some reason, it was my favorite porn to jerk off
too. And I jerked off a lot. I was a virgin, really. I had fingered a
couple girls. Fat girls. Who no one else wanted. Because no one else
wanted me. Desperation and fumbling and a sweaty fat pussyhole. It
wasn't better than porn. And definitely not big black dick porn.
And at his house, it was on the big screen. Those dicks were so huge.
Glistening. Proud. And on his stereo system, the shrieks and squeals
of the girls as they got pounded.. So much better than huddled in my
bedroom with headphones on. Stopping every 20 seconds because some
random sound seemed like my mom walking towards my door. And.. and I
knew there was a real black guy, a black MAN sitting next to me now.
I was so conscious of him being there, I NEVER looked at him. Not ever.
Just the screen. Wondering how much I should play with my dick. I
don't know how long I watched, my little white dick straining in an
awkward bend inside my underwear. The time he passed me the blunt,
though, I caught a weird smell on his hand. And so I looked over. And
that's when I saw it.
Saw that he had his cock out. Saw his cock. So big and tall and stiff.
The first one I had ever seen, seen, and all my expectations confirmed.
I don't know what I was thinking then. 'Holy shit.' 'Jesus fuck.'
Something like that. I do remember what I said, though. Well, I didn't
say any words, I.. I whined. The sight of his cock made me whine. A
whimpering, confused moan. Like a girl. He snorted or chuckled or
something, and I finally looked at his face.
Those dark eyes smiled at me. "It's okay, babe," he said quietly.
"It's okay." And then he wrapped his arm around me. Pulled me in
closer. Or maybe I leaned in. I remember resting my head on his chest.
Smelling him. Darker and manly. So different from how I smell. Just
watching him lazily, slowly stroke that cock. My own little hard on
forgotten. It hurt and strained and twitched, but only in the back of
my head. My real attention was on watching his huge fist go up and down
that huge stalk.
"You learnin' 'bout dick, babe?" he asked, like a gentle giant.
Condescending, yeah. But also a sweetness that I latched onto. I
nodded against his chest. "Yeah. Learnin' 'bout Daddy's dick. Good
girl," he replied. That made me whimper again. And wrap my soft,
chubby arms tightly around him. Clinging and latching on. I didn't want
to think about how I would feel about this later. I didn't want to think
about what my friends or family would think if they saw me. I didn't
want to think. I just wanted to keep feeling the way that I felt when
he said I was Daddy's good girl.
"It's okay to have a clit," he said next. That made me whimper again.
And rub my thighs together. Pressing against my stiff coc- my stiff
clit. He's right. The big, black, leaking snake in front of my eyes
was a cock. The embarrassingly small, embarrassingly pink, and just as
leaking thing in my underwear. It sure did feel like a clit now. I
looked up at him again. Searching for something in his gaze. Approval
and validation maybe.
He grinned. "I know, pussy. This is so fuckin' confusing for you, isn't
it? Tell you what. I'll let you smoke a little more. To help you get
through this. If you take your clit out. You don't have anything to
hide with Daddy. I know you're small. I know you're just a white boy.
I know you feel like a girl. Like a bitch. But you're safe to be a
bitch with Daddy. So take your clit out and you can smoke again."
I couldn't move. All I could do was whimper again. And.. And I guess
spread my thighs. Which he took as his cue, to reach over and unbutton
my jeans. My tighty whiteys feeling even tighter. Which made him
laugh. "Good girl. Glad you aren't wearing boxers. That's for men,
babe. Don't worry though. We'll get you some real panties. Daddy's
gonna get his bitch some real panties. But come on. Take this little
thing out. You'll feel better," he said, big black fingers tugging my
underwear out of the way, effortlessly. Like they were nothing. And
then my own little nothing was in the air. Twitching and aching. That
made him laugh again, and he ruffled my hair. Before passing another
blunt to my lips. I cuddled back against him and stared at his dick and
smoked and stared at his dick. "My little faggot girl," he whispered.
And I shivered.
I don't remember much after that. It all sort of swirls into a haze of
staring at his cock. I think I remember him telling me to stand up and
shake my 'pussy' at him, and I think I did, but..
Anyways. The next morning I was feeling pretty groggy. He offered to
drive me home. It was awkward and I was scared, but I didn't want to
walk. When he dropped me off, he handed me a bag. "Read the note.
It'll be okay." My stomach sank. I was hoping he was embarrassed as I
was. That we'd never talk about it and I could try to forget it. But he
wasn't that embarrassed, clearly. My hands were trembling as I slid my
key into the door, and hurried past my mom to my room.
When I got in there, I opened the bag. There was a note. A pair of
pale baby blue panties. A pair of dark brown boxers. A.. a black
dildo. And some pictures. "When you jack off from now on, I want that
dick in your cunt, your pussy in panties, my boxers on your face. And
you only jack off to black dick from now on."
I felt my eyes well up with tears. This was moving too fast. I shoved
everything back into the back and whined to myself and buried it all
under a pile of clothes. And I avoided everyone for a week, at least.
During that week I tried my best to rebel. I jacked off to whatever the
fuck I want. Pussy. Girls. Black girls getting fucked by white dick.
Girls getting slapped around and fucked and tied up. Pregnant girls.
Fucking girls, man. But.. it didn't really. It didn't really work.
I'd remember him, remember the note, or something, I dunno. And I just
lost that fucking urge, you know? I felt something leave me. Leave my
cock. It'd get soft. But I'd still be horny. I just couldn't get off.
After a week I had to go back to my old standard. What Daddy told me to
watch in the first place. Pale skinned trannies being fucked by big
black dick. Or at least white girls and fast forwarding through the
scene to when she was getting ass fucked. With her pussy hidden from
sight. And then something else crumbled in me, and I did what I was
told. I put the panties on. I felt so much better, so hotter. My clit
throbbing and leaking up a storm. A storm that was only intensified
when I lifted my Daddy's boxers to my face. My real man's real man
underwear full of real man fuckfunk. Heady cockstink washing over me.
I must've cum two times before I started working fingers into my pussy.
Lubing them with my spit. Stretching it out. Putting the smaller-than-
Daddy dildo against my hole. Between my cheeks. My ass really did feel
like a pussy now. My ass was a pussy now. The cums I had that
afternoon. The bruising, bulging pain inside my cunt. Pressing out
against my clit somehow. My little white dicklet only half-hard. Little
balls tightened up. I came that way. Dildo shoved all the way in.
Grinding my chubby cheeks against it. Hyperventilating and panting and
sucking in his boxers. Fist bouncing wildly inside the softness of my
panties. My limp clit. Spurting a few dribbles of watery, mostly
clear juice. It was the best cum of my life.
Faggot. I had to face it. I was becoming a faggot.
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