Journey Through Darktown USA free porn video

By Nubian Black
It was cool, foggy, misty, dank night as Sidney Little entered the town. He’d been walking for over two hours, he was exhausted, hungry and thirsty, and in dire straits for a warm bed, and full eight hours of sleep. The town covered in dimly lit old-fashioned street-lights possibly from the early 1900s. All the storefronts were dark and aside from a chorus of crickets it appeared the entire town was deserted. However, as he concentrated, he heard music in the distance and decided to locate the origin. As he passed a small parking lot, he saw a police unit at the far in bathed in dim lights and dark shadows.
The brown-haired exceptionally handsome All-American former jock sighed in relief as he quickly strolled into the parking lot and made his way up to the parked vehicle which had ‘Darktown Police Department on the driver’s side of the car. Although the windows were foggy, the driver’s side window was slightly down which allowed him to lean over and peek inside as he tapped on the window.
Immediately the window slid down, just as a very pretty woman with jet black below shoulder-length hair and milk chocolate brown skin head’s recoils up away from what had to be the biggest man-gun he’d ever seen to this point in his 35 years of living. A dark brown man’s head appeared at the window with an angry scowl etched on his face.
‘What the fuck you want white-bred?”
“Oh…oh man, er…uhhh, excuse…excuse me officer…I didn’t mean to disturb you.” Sidney cried as his eyes flashed up and down between the hard face of the man and his humongous black member.
“Well, you did, so I repeat…what the fuck do you want…white-bred?”
“Well, officer…errr…you see, my wife and I were traveling to Oakville when our RV broke down on the I-466. I was hoping I could get someone to…”
“Do I look like a mechanic to you son,” the broad-chested man barked angrily.
“Oh, no but I was hoping you could help me…please?”
“Help you, like how?”
“Perhaps you could take me back to the 466, so I can get my wife. We stay the night in town and in the morning, we call a mechanic to…”
“Save that shit man. The state just cut our budget at the end of last year so we’re short on staff. The 466 is too far out. We can’t afford to send anyone and risk being unable to respond in a timely fashion to any emergency. Don’t you have Triple-A?”
“I let my membership lapse last year so no I don’t sir.”
“Daddy…come on.” The woman called impatiently.
“Take the knot out your clit woman.” He fired back then returned his focus to Sidney.
“Hey man, let me get this straight. You and your wife were traveling, from where?”
“From Overbend…”
“Yeah, it figures, just like I thought, Boujee ass white-bred. Thanks to your snooty ass-wipe reps we had our budget cut, I guess it was revenge for our football team kicking your asses up and down the field for the last few decades. Where were you heading?”
“To Oakville, that’s only a few towns over.”
‘I know where the fuck it is, so where’s your wife?”
‘She’s still at the RV. It’s a long walk, so we agreed she should wait for me to return with help.”
“So, you just left your woman at the side of the road. What’s the matter, you afraid to let little wifey venture into Darktown?” The officer challenged.
“No, I didn’t think she could handle the trip. Listen, sir, with all due respect. Is there anything you can do to help me?” Sidney pleaded.
“Not right now. As I’ve said, our staff is small, we can’t afford to send someone that far out unless it’s an emergency. Maybe the state troopers can help you, but once you give them the location, you’ll be lucky if you even get a callback. That’s how it is in these parts. Hey, wait a second.” The black officer snapped and look carefully at the man outside his vehicle. Then his eyes grew wide in recognition.
“Holy fuck aren’t you that star quarterback from years back in the day. Yeah, the guy who managed to get one of our best running backs, Dixon Downs?”
“Yeah, that’s me.”
“Of course, it is, sure I remember you. That’s the closet you guys came to defeat us over the years. Still can’t believe how you convinced him to leave our team and join yours. Hell, we still give that fool a hard time about that shit.”
“Huh, Dixon is still here…in this town?”
“Yeah, after you guys turned your back on him after he busted up his knee and all the colleges stopped recruiting him, he came back home, where he should’ve never left. Guest what son, it seems like you might be in luck after all. He’s the best mechanic in town, and he owns a garage only a few blocks from here.”
“Daddy please.” The woman cried.
‘Alright, alright goddamnit, I’ll be finished in a second.” He barked at the woman, then turned back to Sidney. “Naturally, his shop is closed, but if you walk back to the main road and walk about two or three long blocks, you’ll see a club called ‘The Bittersweet.’ Dixon’s usually there this time of night. Uhm, I feel I should warn thou white-bred. Be careful and watch your step. The Bittersweet is a lot like the Wizard of Oz. Lots of lions, and tigers, bulls, stallions, and bears.” The officer sighed with a sly grin.
Minutes later…
Sidney entered the Bittersweet and stopped in his tracks. Suddenly the reality hit him like a slow bullet. Here he was in a predominately Black town and an all-Black -club. The place was filled with blurred figures bathed in shadows and flashing lights. The smell of alcohol and smoke caused his nostrils to flare as he gathered his strength. He glanced about and hoped he’d see the man he once considered his friend, but there was just too much activity to focus on any one thing. He was surprised to see there were plenty of white people among the crowd, most were women but there were even several white guys also s**ttered about the club as well. His legs felt like jelly as he slowly made his way to the bar counter. As he slid into a seat a very large man with a bald head and full beard looked up as he cleared off the counter.
“Uhm, excuse me, sir…”
“The sissy stable is at the back of the club.” The large man stated.
Sidney swallowed hard as he vaguely recalled the man who played on the offensive line many years ago. “Excuse me, I’m not looking for a sissy.”
“I know that shit, but since only sissy white boys would dare to come to this club at night, so, if you’re not here for that, then what the fuck you want?”
“Oh man, I’m afraid you’re got it all wrong. I am looking for…”
“Hey…I remember you. You’re that hotshot QB that played for the Ramblers over in Overbend. Yeah, the one my man Ulysses used to plant in the backfield.”
“Well, I don’t recall all that but I…”
“Of course, you don’t, you were too busy thinking bout Dixon’s black meat down your throat.” The large man laughed. “That is how you convinced him to play against his own home team.”
The bold black man’s verbal assault seemed to jar his memory and Sidney recalled this man as Wallace ‘Da Wall’ who played for the Darktown Black Bulls,” minus a few pounds. “Yes, I remember you, but I need to speak to Dixon, is he here?”
“Hah, you couldn’t stay away from that Black Johnson huh.” The robust man laughed.
“No, no, it’s not that at all. Is he here, or do you know where I can find him?”
“Ok, let’s try this, you got five seconds to confess you’re a big black cock loving pussy, and I won’t bring this 6-foot, 4’, 275-pound frame over this counter and fling your punkass out the door. How bout that bitch.”
Sidney felt nauseous, as a tall, well-endowed woman rushed over. “Hey big man, we got thirsty customers. What’s the deal with you and the sissy?” She pointed at the disturbed brunette.
“I am not gay, I am not a faggot, why do you people keep saying that.” Sidney snapped as the stress took toll on his body and he shook nervously.
“Oh, now look at what you’ve done, you big bully. Go on and take care of the customers, Wallace.” The lady ordered.
“Shit Donnie, I was just having some fun with the scary bitch.”
“Well, if that was your goal, then you’ve done that, so as the acting manager, get you big ass back to work.” She bellowed.
“Man, you better watch your ass fagboi, cause I will.” Wallace snarled as he walked away.
Once the threat was removed, the exotically beautiful woman placed her hand on the visibly shaken individual in an effort to console him.
“Okay cupcake, what’s the deal, are you having a change of heart. I know the Sissy Stables can get rough, but you’ve come this far and…”
“No, no…hell no. I am not gay, please. My god-forsaken RV broke down on the I-466, I left my wife with it and walked all the way here, to get some help.”
“Well, cupcake…”
“Please don’t call me that.”
“Surely, okay have you tried the precinct. It’s just a few blocks away?”
“They said I could find Dixon Downs here. Do you know him?”
“Of course, I do. He owns the joint. Come this way.” The woman said as she took Sidney’s hand beckoned the man to follow her.
Donnie led the frightened lightly tanned man with ear-length hair down a narrow corridor. The sight of the woman’s powerful sexiness and beauty stunned and stifled his initial response. Her caramel-colored skin glistened under the lights, and traces of glitter. She wore her jet-black hair pulled to the back of her head and then flowed down nearly to the small of her back. Thick but firm and strongly built, her breast was the size of watermelons as they lifted her taupe-colored blouse that extended just above her tight abdomen. A tight glittery micro-skit clung to her humongous booty which flowed nicely down into thick, well-rounded thighs, calves, small ankles, and fairly large feet propped up by a pair of 3’ transparent heels and silver-painted toenails.
Sidney felt a strong erection as it pressed against the fabric of his pant. Finally, he yanked his hand back as he stated adamantly.
“Listen Ms. I don’t understand, why are you people calling me a sissy. I’m just a guy, I am not gay. I’m married, and I’d like to have some k**s one day.”
“That might be what you want, but you’re in a lion’s den cupcake. These men are only responding to the message you’re sending out.”
“Message, what message are you talking about?”
“You think of yourself as just another str8 guy, these men see a hot sissy. No disrespect baby, but you look so hot, my clitty’s getting stiff.”
“But…I…I uhh…” Sidney’s voice trailed off as he looked closer and saw a rather large bulge beneath the woman’s dress. “Holy shit, you’re a guy?”
“No cupcake, I’m a hot sissy who just loves black men, who were once like you. You see, it’s very hard for a sissy to deny a dominant alpha male, and they find us very irresistible as well. We speak in an unspoken language that only we can hear.” The busty sissy declared.
Dumbfounded by Donnie’s response, Sidney struggled to find a proper to find a plausible counter-argument. How were these strangers able to see-through his persona so easily, were his deepest hidden thoughts and feelings? How his secret desires be so easily read by others?” He wondered as robust sissy led him to the end of the corridor and the threshold of a very large door, guarded by an equally very tall, with a chiseled hard body, walnut-colored skin, and a nappy-fro cut in the shape of a crown.
“Hey, Donnie, who’s the new sissy?” He asked as he licked his lips and squinted his eyes to convey his desires for Sidney.
“Hey…”
“No, no,” Donnie interjected, squeezed her guest’s hand, and stated. “Don’t worry, bout him and you, mind your manners and get your hormones together youngen, this one here has to see the Dix.” She scolded as she waved a finger at the young man who nodded in affirmation, as he opened the door and ushered them inside a massive room with a wall-to-wall bar along the perimeter. Mellow music filled the dimly lit room, with gold and burgundy colored carpeting, a huge chandelier hung above the room with large oval-shaped crystals that sparkled from twinkling lights above it. Just outside the bar, slot machines and other gambling machine spans the interior, and in the center of the room an enormous wood table made of red-ribbon mahogany, at the center of the table a card dealer and on the outer perimeter of the table, 8 men sat with cigars, cigarettes, drinks, as they indulged in what looked to be a high-stakes game of Blackjack. Sidney noticed the scantly clad women, most of them white but with curvy, perhaps enhanced physiques, and he couldn’t help but wonder if many of these women were actually sissies. Suddenly his ears pricked up and his full attention was drawn to a very familiar voice. Among the chatter and other noise, the stranded young traced the sound of the voice, and then the moment he laid on the source, his heart started to race.
It was him, the notorious Lexington Dixion Downs. Yes, with his black fedora tilted high, his balding receded hairline was clearly visible. His paper-thin mustache now glimmered with specks of gray, and the slight crow’s feet about his eyes, clearly conveyed a much more mature man that he knew in high school, however, the white dress shirt which stretched tightly about his muscular frame also revealed that he was still a very strong and powerful dominant alpha male bull.
“There’s your man right there,” Donnie announced, ‘Okay, you wait here and let me see inform him that you’re here.”
‘Sur…surely,” Sidney stammered, and his google-eyed look did not go unnoticed by the mature woman.
“You see, it’s just like I told you, there’s nothing like a sissy when she encounters an alpha, the look just can’t be hidden, at least not to folks who know the signs. It so clear.”
“What signs are you looking for?”
“It’s the look you have on your face right now.” The woman laughed as she sashayed away.
Sidney’s heart continued to race as she watched Donnie lean over Dixon’s shoulder and whispered into his ear, then pointed over at him across the room. almost immediately, the strongly built man, excused himself from the game, as Donnie ushered someone to sit in his place.
With each step he took as he approached, Sidney's heart pounded, his breath grew heavy and all the old feelings he taught he shook over the last decade and a half, suddenly returned a tsunami wave of emotions.
“Well…well, if it ain’t my magnolia partner Sidney Lue,” Which he often referred to him many years ago. “Damn, as I live and breathe, I never thought I’d see you again. They say the chickens always come home to roost. I guess the same thing goes for sissies.” He laughed.
The statement shocked Sidney and while Dixon was often playful, sometimes a bit harsh, back in the day, this statement was loud as if he wanted anyone earshot to hear it.
He took Sidney’s modestly extended hand and jerked him in his powerful chest for a manly embrace, which felt like another dominant gesture.
“Now this is a pleasant surprise,” Dixon shouted as he slid his arm around Sidney’s waist, and practically manhandled him as he pulled him over to the bar.
“Hey Max, get me a cherry, Coke Blizzard,” Dixon ordered.
“Catchy name for a drink, what’s in it?”
“I’ll tell you after you drink one.”
“Hey, wait partner, I’m not here for a social call, I really need to speak with you,” Sidney exclaimed.
“Believe me, anyone that looks like you in this place is either in a lot of trouble or looking for some.” The well-built man laughed as he snatched up the bubbling drink and down it in one gulp. He turned to Sidney, lifted the glass in front of him, and demanded.
“Alright, Sidney Lue…do whatcha gotsta do, baby.”
“Wait…no, listen please Dix, I really need to speak to you…it’s very, very important.
“Good, then drink up and start flapping your gums sissy.”
Sidney felt overwhelmed as she realized the powerful young buck he knew so well in school was now a fully mature lion on the hunt for raw meat, and he was on the menu.
“Please Dix…”
“Drink the goddamn drink boy.” Dix barked and Sidney felt compelled to comply.
“Alright, that’s better, much better. Now old buddy, what’s on your mind, other than the obvious.” Dix stated as he slid his hand along a noticeable bulge in his pants that he made no effort to conceal.
“There’s a lot that’s happened in my life since I last saw you, Dix.”
“I can see that. You’ve filled out nicely, and the bumper you’re sitting on is nice and round.” He stated slyly.
“No, no, that’s not what I meant. I got married last year…”
“You what,” Dix asked in a serious tone.
“Yes, I got married to a beautiful young lady. We decided to check out homes, out on the coast. We rented an RV, and just out on the 466-Crossing, the damn thing dies. I walked from there to here and when I got to town, a police officer told me you had an auto shop in town and he told me I could find you here.”
“So, let me get this straight. You’re married, do you have k**s?”
“No, but I definitely would like some soon.”
“I guess the desire to procreate is in all of us, but come on Sidney, you and I both know, you can’t hold a woman down for any length of time and don’t even ask why.”
“I don’t understand, why?” The brunette challenged.
“That’s because we also know what your mind and body are longing for, don’t we Sidney Lue?”
“Nope, not any…anymore, ooh boy, what the hell’s in that drink?”
“Hah, a half a shot of rum, a half a shot of Coke, a twist of lime and a tiny ball of snowy happiness,” He laughed as he replied.
‘Oh wow, it’s powerful. I feel so, so euphoric.”
“Yeah, it does that. Now back to the subject. Do you remember what you told me the last time we were together?”
“No, not really”
“You told me; you were a black cock lover for life.” He stated boldly without an ounce of hesitation that anyone might have overheard him.
“That was a long time ago Dix, as I’ve said, I’ve changed.” Sidney declared in a shaky voice that revealed the struggle within himself and the broad-shouldered man quickly seized the opportunity to exploit it.
“So, you mean to tell me that you no longer craving big black cocks to suckle on?”
‘Yes, Dix I’m…”
“Remember who the fuck you talkin to bitch. You do remember why I call you Sidney Lue?”
“I…I uhh…”
“That’s cause I fucked her out of you. That’s right bitch, I fucked you so deep and hard that you surrendered all masculinity and favor of becoming a cock hungry slut for this thang right here.” He barked and squeezed the bulge in his pants tightly. “There’s a part of you that will always…always belong to me. You don't understand that, don’tcha bitch?”
“Gee Dix, I really wished you wouldn’t call me that.” Sidney pleaded meekly which only seemed to fan the lustful flames of the powerful man who sat beside her.
“You have the nerve to come into my spot, and up in my face and tell me that you’re declaring your fucking manhood. I’m a goddamn real man, and you will always, always be a bitch to me and I don’t give a damn how long we’ve been apart when you’re in my presence, or the presence of any real man, you will submit and surrender that bullshit façade you throw out there for the rest of the world.”
Sheepishly, Sidney lowered her head, just as Dix barked loudly to let anyone hear it.
Once again Sidney complied and stared up at the dominant man with a sheepish grin on his face.
“From now on, you WILL address me with all the respect and honor as your superior, do you understand that Sidney Lue?”
“Yes”
“What was that name you called me every time I had your faggot ass strung out all this big black Johnson?”
“Sweet…Sweet Dix.”
“Now that’s what I’m talkin bout. So, you say your lady friend is stuck out there on the 466-Crossing?”
“Yes, my wife…”
“You don’t have a wife slut. It’s not in your nature to fuck and give dick. Your nature is to fuck and take dick, so don’t give me that weak bullshit.”
“Yes, Sweet Dix” Sidney cried as his head spun from the spikey beverage.
“Okay, so here’s the deal. I’ll send a few of my men up there and to fix the RV. Meanwhile, you and I can catch up on old times.” He smiled and slapped his large dark hand down on Sidney’s shoulder.
“Wait for a second Dix…I mean Sweet Dix, I’d like to be there with my wife…I mean lady when they’re working on the RV. I mean can you trust that they won’t do anything…err…inappropriate?”
The slap came with lightning quickness and startled the already overwhelmed brunette.
“Are you questioning my judgment bitch…huh, is that what you’re doing…huh?”
“No…no Sweet Dix…I was…I was just…”
“Shut the fuck up pussy, you’ve said more than enough. I can see, I’m gonna have to introduce you to how a sissy addresses a superior male.” He barked and loosened two buttons on his shirt, took hold of either side and flexed his steel hard chest as he ordered.
“Kiss my chest bitch.”
“Right…right here in front of all these…aaahhh, fuck!’ Sidney cried as Dix’s slapped her face one again.
“I don’t give a flying fuck about anyone up in here, now you have your orders bitch…get it done.” He barked.
Sidney wondered if it was the potent drink that had him lean over and kiss the man’s broad muscular chest, but in his heart, he knew it was something he longed to do in the first place.
“Go on bitch, kiss that chest some more, let all this mutha’s in this room know who owns your bitch-ass.” Dix declared confidently. ‘That’s a good little slut. Now, get down on your knees, in between my legs and kiss my cock.”
“Holy shit man…I can’t…mmmpphhff!”
Whatever words Sidney intended to express were stifled and prevented from utterance with the large dark vascular hand wrapped around his narrow neck.
“Do I have to pull down your pants and administer a good old fashion ass whippin in front of these folks? Now do what the fuck I tell you.” Dix barked as he released his hand from his sissy’s throat.
“What’s…what’s happened to you, Dix?” Sidney sobbed.
“Don’t worry about what’s happened to me bitch, worry about what’s gonna happen to you if you don’t get your faggot ass down on them knees and kiss my cock.”
Sidney dropped to his knees amid the catcalls, chatter, and commentary he heard around him. he leaned forward and gently planted soft kisses on the huge imprint of the massive cock imprisoned within its fabric cell.
“Yes, looking good bitch…looking damn good. He snickered as he delighted in the sight of the meek man down on his knees and revealed himself to be a black cock loving whore. “Yeah, that’s right sissy, smooch up on your black king’s supersized cock, that’s it, that’s fucking it.” He snapped, then palmed the back of his bitch’s head, and pressed it tightly into his cock imprint. “On your knees bitch and kiss your black daddy right on the lips and let no one have any doubt that you are and have always been a worthless cum-drinking, black cock slut.
Sidney heard the oohs, and ahhs as she surrendered her sissy hood to her black master.
“That’s a good, girl, now let’s find someplace for your black muscle god can conquer and reclaim my white pinky ring.”
With that said, the dominant alpha bull yanked his bitch up by the hair, wrapped his strong arm around Sidney’s waist and walked her out of the room.
As they entered a small apartment located just above his auto shop, Dixen turned to his sissy and stated, “Remember that time we lied and convinced your folks to let us use their house down by the river so we could practice together and boy did we practice. We spent the weekend at the house and my dick spent the weekend inside of you. Hmmm, yeah that was a hot time, wasn’t…wasn’t it?” He barked and slapped the back of Sidney’s head.
“Yes, Sweet Dix”, Sidney cried.
He pushed Sidney against the door, then ordered. “Kiss me bitch.”
Without hesitation, the pretty sissy, threw her arms around her strong black lover and delivered a wet, sultry, kissed as she groaned to convey the heat she had for him. Her hand slid about his hard-buffed chest, followed by her warm, moist tongue which slid down the center of his chest.
“Careful slut, I wouldn’t want your wife to get the wrong impression about your sexual preference.” He snickered. “Your wife, bitch you must be crazy. What in god’s name made you think you could hold down a woman. For starters you don’t have a dick, what you have is an enlarged clit. That bitch must be the most oblivious slut in the world to think you were a real man. Maybe I’ll bring up here and stretch all your holes open.”
“No, no Sweet Dix, please don’t hurt her.”
‘Listen to you. So, you a little pussy and totally forgot you already had one.” He growled then slapped his forehead.
Dixon pushed the door open, then pushed his reluctant sissy inside. He snatched Sidney by her throat and forced her over to a closet, the yanked the door open.
“Hmm, now I usually have Donnie set this closet up for me, for sissies who are dressed for me.”
“Is Donnie your bitch too?”
“Yeah, she belongs to me. She’s my uncle’s stepk**. Got her as a freshman in college. What about her?”
“She looks really nice.”
“Really, maybe one I’ll invite her up and let her fuck you as I fuck her. You think you’d like that pussy boy?”
“I…oh, I don’t know.”
“Yeah that’s your fuckin probably sissy, you don’t know, but don’t worry, cause when I’m done with you, you’re gonna know plenty.” He snapped as he withdrew an xxx-long polo white polo shirt. “Here, put this on,” He ordered, then tossed the dress like a shirt at his new sex servant.
“Get those open-toe pumps, go in the bathroom, and dress up for me, just like you did when you wore your mom’s daisy dukes camisole. Yeah, you were hot that day. Go on in the bathroom, clean yourself out, there’s a makeup kit, and nail polish, I want you dressed and ready for this ass-slaying in fifteen minutes. Do you understand that shit bitch?”
“Yes, Sweet Dix”
“That’s a good bitch, now kiss Daddy’s lips.”
She complied,
“Now my chest.”
“Once again, she complied.
“Now my cock, move it bitch…move it.” he ordered and planted a soft kiss on his hard but concealed cock. “Oh yeah, there’s a douche kit in the bathroom vanity, make sure you’re clean for me, cause if not, My foot will be where my dick would’ve been. Now move the fuck out cunt-boy.”
Twenty minutes later…
It took Sidney all of 15 minutes before she showered, douched, and stood in front of the mirror, stared back into the mirror with a smile of approval on her face as she applied her makeup and lipstick. Even with close to two decades between the last time she dressed this way, it all came back in a consistent vivid flow. She tilted her head from left to right and had to admit she did look cute. She used a bathrobe belt to wrap around her waist, which brought out her figure. Even the silver-painted toe and nail polish made her feel special, especially in the 2’ heel pumps. Memories of the night her Nubian sex god captured and took her for the first time came back along with a parade of raw emotions and suddenly her body felt more alive than it felt in years.
They met a high school scrimmage game between several high school football teams in their division. Coach Wannamaker convinced came up with a plan to entrap the star running back would be suspended and as a result unable to play during the season. The plan was simple. All Sidney had to do was lure Dixen and escort him to a secluded location where he a hot cheerleader awaited him. However, the tables turned when on the way to the room, his car ran off the road. Together the two young men managed to get the car out the ravine but were a muddy mess. Sidney informed the coach and the cheerleader they would be a little late, while they cleaned up and showered at the home of his parents who were away at the time. Naturally, as a courtesy, Sidney let his guest shower first, then he followed. As he showered. Dixon entered the bathroom and asked did he have any lotion. One look at the long, thick, king-sized black dong the swung between his legs, and Sidney was snake bitten. The black hunk took him, several times that night, and soon they were both lustfully addicted to each other. Eventually, this led to Dixen leaving his high school team to join his new fuck doll which lasted for only one season. After Dixen busted up his knee, during his senior year. His new team cast him out, recruiters turned away, and the strong black man saw his window of opportunity not close but slammed shut.
The sound of his cellphone ringtone brought his thoughts back to the present. He fumbled about in his pants, located his phone, and saw the face of Erin his wife. He pressed the pad to acknowledge the call, when the bathroom door, swung open, Dixen stepped inside, took one long stride over to Sidney, snatched the phone from his hand, slammed it on the ground, then crushed it beneath his feet.
“What the fuck’s wrong wit you hoe?” Dixon barked as he snatched Sidney by the neck and forced him against the bathroom sink.
“It’s was my wife; I was just going to tell her…
“Tell her what punk, that you’re in my bathroom dressed like a slut, waiting for me to impale you with all this big black cock, huh…was that what you were planning to say bitch. Let’s get something clear here. A long time ago, when I took that ass, you promised it to me. Forever your bitch…remember when you told me that…huh? You said as I was spit firing all my baby-making juice up in you, you swore that you belonged to me. I joined your team and heard the jeers from my people. I knew I shouldn’t have played that last game but you said, if we could use your parent’s place and you’d totally surrender that ass to me, instead, I fuck up my knee, and bang, career over, life as I knew it…over, and I have to watch as you dance off to college and left me here to claw my way up. Well, guess what, I did claw my way up and now I own a night club and an auto shop. I always knew one day your punkass would come back to me cause that’s how life works. You got the nerve to waltz up in here with a fucking wife and trying act like you a man…bitch get the fucking grip. You ain’t no man and never will be one and why…cause you are as you’ve always been, a black cock sucking slut, that’s all you’re good for. Now I’ve said more than enough, you get down on your knees and you do what a bitch does in the presence of a real man. Let’s go pretty muthafucka, please your black king.” Dixon barked then forced the brunette down on her knees.
As tears fell down her face, Sidney gave in, lifted the large heavy cock in her hand, and licked the uncut crown like an ice cream cone in the hot summer sun.
“My, my don’t you look sexy with all that big black dick in your mouth. Yeah, that’s right suck itch…suck it…suck it slut.
Sidney’s hot pink lips sucked, licked, and kissed about the extra-large sex tool and groaned each time her taste buds ignited as she suckled the salty precum. The hot, funky scent of manhood flooded her nostrils as she devoured the man cock with a torrent flow of hot lust.
“Yeah…yeah, you suck that dick, get that shit nice and hard so your black king can shove it right up your tight little ass. Tell Sweet Dix, how much you missed his dick…go on bitch…say it…say it,” he demanded.
‘I missed sucking your big black dick Sweet Dix, I missed it so much.” Sidney managed to say as Dixen dick slapped her across her cheeks before he shoved it back down her throat.
When her Nubian king cradled her head tightly and face-fucked her. he positioned her head tilted back on the top of the sink, raised and placed one foot one beside her head, the continued his cock assault on her mouth. Soon Sidney waved her arms as her throat struggled to contain the massive member which stretched her mouth and throat.
“God Sydney Lue…Sydney Lue…you know what I’m bout to do…I’m gonna…fuck…I’m gonna cum all down your fuckin throat―fuck!”
Dixon’s man-meat flexed, convulsed, and vomited a hefty load of sperm in a torrent flow.
“Swallow that shit bitch, swallow every goddamn drop…hear me bitch…do you hear me?”
His fuck doll never answered as she did everything, she could any swallow every single drop of sperm fired from the flesh cannon.
“Yeah bitch, just like old times. Don’t stop sucking that dick bitch, we’re just getting started. Close your eyes and open your mouth.”
Sidney wanted to protest but knew what would happen if he dared to question his new master. the cool beverage was the perfect blend of sweets and bitterness. And his mouth went immediately numb.
“Please Sweet Dix, I really need to speak with my…Erin.” Sidney pleaded, which only angered the fiery black man.
“Bitch, you just don’t get it. Your ass belongs to me now. When your daddy calls, you jump. I don’t give a damn if the Lord calls you, even he’s got to get in line behind this big black cock…now bring your ass over here slut.”
He yanked Sidney to his feet with a hand full of hair, then forced his upper body and torso inside the shower, but closed the door and trapped his booty, and lower body outside the glass door.
“Don’t you move faggot, I’m bout to give you the fucking of your life. I’ve got nearly eighteen years of frustration and manly energy I need to get off and I’m gonna take it out all…on…you.” Dixon snapped as he administered a verbal and physical spanking.
“You kept me waiting all those fucking years while you went off into your world of white privilege, pretending you’re a real man. Boy, you’re just a bitch to me, and I’m bout to show you why.” He growled as he vigorously spanked his sex servant.
He left the bathroom but quickly returned with a bungee cord which he fastened and tightened around the shower door handle and a towel rack nearby.
“Now let me taste a little of this vanilla pudding you’ve held away from me.”
The powerfully built black man spread the sissy’s ass cheeks and devoured her love entrance as he continued to slap and fondled her ass globes.
“Oh daddy…sssss…Sweet Dix…I want you inside me…god I need to feel it inside me,” Sidney whined as her insides itched and burned for deep, hard penetration.
“Bitch, I knew you aren’t trying to give me orders. If you want this dick, you gotta ask for it, no fuck that…beg for it.” Dixon demanded.
“Oh, Sweet Dix, I need it, please fuck me, Daddy, please…dic…dick me down!” Sidney moaned softly.
“That’s more like it bitch,
Sidney felt something warm and slimy as it rolled down his spine, then drifted down along his tight pinkish anal cavity. She worried even lubed up if she could handle the monstrous sex organ. It took her some time before she adjusted to being stretched open the last time. several times she nearly passed out during their hot encounters, however, she had one thing in her favor and that was her deeply embedded lust for big black cock. It was a hunger that came infrequently throughout the day and haunted her by night. She recalled many times after she had beautiful sex with his wife, how he felt not quite satisfied and unfulfilled. This hunger drove him on to the internet in the late night and early morning to peruse and surf about in search of hot porn and the only videos that seem to enticed him were those featuring a strong, powerful black man with an equally strong and powerful black dick.
It started out as a whimper, then a rapid yelp much like that of a small dog, and then…
YeeeOOOOWWWWW…AHHH…AHH…AHFUCK…ON…MY…GOD!” Sidney cried as the black muscle cock stretched and expanded and popped through her underused sphincter. Her arms failed frantically, she raised one leg in a fruitless attempt to provide a less painful angle, but there was no escape, and suddenly all her hidden emotions and desires came to surface as she sobbed in ecstasy.
“OH…OHGOD…SWEET…DIX…SWEET…SWEET…DIXXXXX…IT’S KILLING ME!!!”
‘Yeah that’s right hoe, Sweet Daddy Dix is gonna breed you good tonight. I got damn near two decades of pent up frustration and stress to release on this ass, and this bathroom is in the center of the shop, so nobody’s gonna hear you, so scream and yell all you want, cause I’m gonna rip…this…ass…wide…open!” Dixon snapped as he used one had to hold her hips in place, and the other to slapped down on the soft, tanned globes of his fuck victim.
He took a somewhat wide-legged stance and bowed his legs as he pounded and thrusts forward and used his powerfully and heavily muscled frame to hammer home his Jurassic man tool.
Weak and on the doorstep of hysteria, Sidney literally lifted both her legs in the air in another fruitless attempt to escape the relentless assault on her sissy pussy, but all that did was intensity the event.
“Grrr…fuck…fuck yeahhhh, I own this pussy…fucking worthless cunt, filthy cumdump bitch. So, you want k**s huh…you want some babies…huh…well you’re in luck. I’m a very stubborn man who takes what the fuck he wants, and right now, I’m gonna take you…again…and again, and again and if I cant get knock your fagass up, we’ll never know the cause, I’m not gonna stop trying. I’m gonna be busting sweet…aaaasssspussy…open every…goddamn…chance…I get. This dick is gonna live inside you bitch. I’m gonna put your punkass on a liquid diet, so you stay nice and clean for daddy.
As he spoke his deep powerful voiced echoed about the tile walls, the aluminon frame, and glass shower door and towel rack were also affected by the sexual tirade as it shook, and rattled with each powerful thrust of the black Nubian spear that pummeled and slammed and pumped his hard flesh into the small hapless hole without mercy.
“OH…OH…JESUS!”
“What you calling him for bitch, I’m the one you should be praying to. I’m your black muscle god and I’m ruling over this ass-pussy, this pussy is mine…fucking all mine.”
Sweat poured profusely down from Dixon’s forehead, dripped down his face, rolled down his neck, and merged with the hot coat of sweat about his chest. His hard-well-defined body shined and gleamed like an action-figure fresh out the box.
“OHGOD…SWEET…DIX…SWEET…DADDY…YOU’RE KILLING…MEEEE!” Sidney cried as she felt her consciousness slip away.
The next time Sidney opened her eyes, she thought maybe it was all a dream. It felt like she only blinked and never lost consciousness, yet here she was in a big bed with a brass headboard, and the fact that her anal cavity throbbed sorely, told her she had indeed lost consciousness. She gingerly prepared to climb out of the bed when her eyes glanced across the room. She stopped suddenly and shook her head to clear her vision. The image was clear, and it sent a chill up and down her spine. Dixon was only a few feet away from the bed.
There he stood, a tall black-skinned, muscle god, with veins, and striations all over his granite-hard frame. His thighs flared, as did his nostrils, his eyes narrowed in the slits, a menacing sneer was etched on his face. veins protruded from his neck, chest, and thighs. His teeth and hands were clenched and looked like a lion ready to pounce down on his helpless victim.
‘Oh god please…Sweet Dix, go easy on me daddy…it’s…it’s been…so long” She cried.
“Nah…nahhhh…no bitch…ain‘t gonna be no mercy for you slut. I’m gonna fuck your ass royally, you’ll be lucky if you can walk tomorrow.”
“OH GOD…PLEASE…SOMEBODY…HELP, HE’S GONNA TRY TO KILL MEEE!” Sidney screamed as she jumped from the bed and attempted to make her way to the door, only to have the cock strong, big dick Nubian, snatch her by her hair, hoisted and lifted her into his arms, carried back to the bed, and dropped her down on her back.
“Cry, bitch, and scream all you want pussy…this ass has been designated for destruction by my big black dick and there is nothing you can do to stop it, so just give the fuck in.”
The large man climbed into bed, lifted Sidney’s legs like twigs, grasped her small ankles in his large hands, spread then aimed his hardness between her legs, and drove it right through her hapless hole.
Tears ran freely down her face and merged with the copious droplets of sweat that dripped from her champion’s brow.
Sidney lost her breath, as inch after long, thick inch burrowed down into her, and the massive black invasion did not end until she felt the warm orange size balls tap against her entrance. He was now and officially balls-deep inside her and there was something more in play.
As she frantically kicked and screamed upon his initial entry, Dixon slapped her face to get her attention then kissed her with so much passion and strength, it compelled her to dismiss her fears and pain.
“Listen up Sidney Lue, you know you want this dick as much as I wanna give it to you, so calm your ass down and take it.” He kissed her rough, hard, and with unbridled passion, then lifted up slightly as he spoke through clenched teeth. “You know how fucking much I’ve missed you?”
“You have?” She asked with bated breath.
“Hell yeah. You’ve got one of the sweetest pussies I’ve ever been up in. Damn, do you know how much I’ve hungered to be inside you?”
“Oh Dix…Sweet Dix, I’ve missed you too.” She cried and once again they shared a succulent kiss.
The large dark man easily cradled her face, as he smooched and kissed her and simply allowed his fuck-doll to feel his massive sex weapon as it throbbed and pulsated in her overstretched anal canal. He wrapped his powerful arms around her neck, and around her waist, held her steady as he slowly dicked her down, harder and harder, deeper and deeper, stronger and stronger.
“Gonna get you fagass knocked up tonight slut, I’m gonna give you all this baby-making batter…you hear me faggot bitch, black cock whore, I’m gonna…I’m gonna…GOD…FUCK YEAHHH, FUCK YEAHH…GRRRR…GONNA FLOOD YOUR SISSY PUSSY…WITH ALL THIS…CUM…AAARRRGGGHH…AHSHIT…AHHHH…AHHHSHITTT!”
“Oh daddy, I can’t…I CAN’T HOLD IT…I’M CUMINTOOOOO!” Sidney cried as she wrapped her arms around his broad muscular shoulders and her legs around his lower back as her body convulsed violently.
The second Dixon withdrew his slimy wet sex tool, Sidney moved immediately into action, she took the semi-hard tool and cleaned it thoroughly with her mouth and tongue.
Throughout the night and well into the next day, Dixon reclaimed the ass-pussy of his cumdump fuck doll. He stepped out briefly to delegate the day's agenda to his assistant in the auto shop, order breakfast, and lunch, and the rest of the day was spent reclaiming his manly dominance over his old high school fleshly pin cushion.
Although she could barely climb out the bed to use the bathroom, for the first time in many years, Sidney found a place where she truly felt she belonged which was at the feet, between the legs and impaled by her big black dick lord of muscle. She welcomed the clitty cage he forced her to wear and considered it an honor to finally belong to a real man.
Later that night…
Sidney entered the club, dressed in a fishnet mesh dress, pasties that covered her breast nipples, and clitty, a long blonde wig that drifted down to the small of her back, a neckless made of white and greenstone, and a pair of 2’ see-through heels, makeup, and her proud daddy’s powerful and muscular arm wrapped around her waist,. The music blasts from the sound system, and hot bodies that danced and frolicked about in shadows and overhead lights that flashed down upon them.
As night turn to the early morning of the next day, Sidney danced, kissed, and licked about her master’s body, and without hesitation, she was in love and fully accepted her place with this manly man, however, there was one thought that continued to haunt her. Throughout the remainder of the day, Dix fucked his sex minion righteously, thoroughly, and hard. However, the question remained, Where was his wife Erin? By now it had long been over 48-hours. By the time they entered the club that night, Sidney figured she’d had enough security with her man to perhaps approach the subject. Where was she, how was she, and what about Dix’s men, would they hurt her or god knows what else, finally she summoned the courage and asked.
‘Sweet Dix, I’m yours again, you know that, right?”
“Goddamn right, I know it, and you better know it as well. I told you, from now on, my cock’s gonna be a permanent resident inside that sweet asspussy of yours.”
‘Okay, and I agree,…
“Bitch, you said that as if you had a choice, which you don’t.
“I just need one small favor Sweet Dix”
“Ladies…gents, it’s showtime, and tonight’s special feature is a newbie, but after you see this hoe in action, you’ll be beggin to get just a spoon full of this hot piece of vanilla supreme.
“Where’s my wif…I mean Erin, I need to speak with her and tell her, I belong to you now. Please daddy, you got me and there’s no doubt, so at least, at least give me the opportunity to say good…
“Ladies and Gents… dig deep in those wallets and pockets for Ms. Vanilla…Supreme!”
Dixon smiled wickedly as he stared over at his new fuck-doll’s face and saw it drop to the ground as she stared at the stage.
“Oh…oh…oh my god…ohmygod…OH…MY…GOD…ERIN…ERIN!” Sidney cried as she covered her opened mouth.
“You see, now you’re both whores for big black cock and I’d like to personally welcome you both to our community.” Dixon snickered.
“Oh my god, what…what did you do…to her?”
“The same thing I did to get you hot horny and addicted to black dick. yeah, that’s right slut. My boys have been stretching and busting that sweet pussy out nearly as long as I’ve been busting you out. I look forward to making more large deposits in the sweet ass-pussy.”
“Oh my god, this can’t be happening, this can’t be true. Erin was so sweet, so innocent.”
‘Apparently not as much as all that bitch.”
“So that’s it? You’re going to take a sweet lovely girl like that and turn her into a whore and pole dancing slut for big black dick?”
“That’s right pussy and guess what, wait till you see her partner.”
“Partner, huh…whose her partner?”
“She’ll be on stage in just a second.” The powerful man declared.
“Who…where is he, she?”
Dixon chuckled in a sinister tone of voice as he gazed down at Sidney until she caught his point.
“No…no…no, please don’t make me do this?”
“Listen up Sidney Lue, I’ve come to realize that you truly have feelings for that bitch up on that stage. Now, who am I to break up such a beautiful love connection. So, to be fair, I’ll let you maintain your relationship with her, and you’ll both bitches.”
With that said, the strong and crafty Nubian black hard man, wrapped his new sex slave in a dog collar and chain, forced her down on her knees, and bitched walked her up on the stage amid a thunderous ovation from all in attendance.