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We were just about ready for our guest to arrive; dinner was just requiring the last-minute touches and Leanne was had just finished her makeup. The guest we were awaiting was someone I met through a work friend and was fascinating. We’d had a great conversation in a pub, so I had invited him to come for dinner and meet Leanne. He was a revolutionary speaker that educated about the effect the slave trade had had on the advancement of the I race involved.

We loved entertaining and always enjoyed hosting new people, though we were relatively well-off financially, we had never travelled far. And this was the way be brought excitement and colour to our lives and had adventures through other’s experiences.

Leanne had put on a sexy dress, which she knew I loved her in. We were both virgins and were ‘saving ourselves’ for our wedding night in just under 6 months from now. Leanne was quite religious and had encouraged me to wait with her. But don’t get me wrong, we were horny people like most other couples, and I loved it when she sucked my cock while I looked at porn, all the while telling her what I was looking at. She loved it when I ate her pussy as I fucked her arse with a dildo, and the closer she got to cumming the dirtier her mouth got. I knew when she was about to cum when she started fantasizing out loud that she was being fucked by someone else while I ate her wet pussy. It was a fantasy that we had spoken about often as we cuddled up and played with each other. I couldn’t wait to start fucking her every day, we were having such a dirty time with each other always trying to turn the other on. We had bought many toys and role-played all the time, the only thing that was missing was sex and though I was desperate to start I was happy to wait, it would be worth it.

The doorbell rung and I opened the door and invited our guest in.

“I’m so glad you could come to dinner Darrell, please come in and make yourself at home. Leanne is in the front room.”

“Darling this is Darrell, Darrell my fiancé Leanne”

“Hi Darrell” she said, “would you like a drink?”

“A Beer or wine would be great thanks”

“I’ll get it honey, you sit and make Darrell comfortable” I said making a face at her that I knew she would understand. You see, I hadn’t described Darrell to her at all, only talking about he was such an interesting person with a fascinating take on life. I hadn’t told her that he was black, and I mean BLACK. And just this afternoon we were cuddled up talking dirty to each other and I had told her I would love to see her taking a big black cock. The dirty talk had gone on from there, and I had made her cum while we had talked. I could see the realisation as she remembered the chat, as her cheeks began to colour. Chuckling to myself as I made the drinks in the kitchen, I knew that she must be thinking of what we had spoken about as she sat there will Darrell.

As I took the drinks in, they were chatting happily obviously comfortable together. Over dinner we spoke of many things but I steered the conversation to what I really wanted to hear about, Darrell’s controversial ideas on racism and the way to move forward so the so-called colonial nations could make retribution to the people they enslaved. He had only hinted at when we had spoken before, but a chat with the friend that had introduced us and intrigued me further. My friend had warned me of getting too friendly with Darrell, he said that he was a great dinner party guest, but not let him get too close.

“We were talking before at the pub, about you speaking on the history circuit about racism and how to stamp out the problem that people from non-white nations face. You said that not all of your views could be openly spoken of in public, and I freely admit that you have piqued my curiosity.”

“Are you sure? I would hate to offend Leanne, after such a beautiful meal” Darrell said

“Oh, don’t mind me, we are very open and broadminded, and though I can’t promise that I will agree with whatever you believe. I can promise not to take offence, and allow you the freedom of your opinions” Leanne replied

“Well, if you are sure.” Darrell went on to explain that without slavery, black nations would have would have riveled their European competition and that it has been proven that black males would have been more productive than their white opposites and therefore it would be black nations that conquered the white and not the other way around. “Are you with me so far?” Darrell asked looking at both me and Leanne.

“I think so, what you are suggesting is that given an even playing field, a nation of stronger black men would out produce the industries of their European rivals” I replied

“Exactly” he said. Darrell went on to talk about how black education would have equalled those of white children and they would have dominated the leadership of large companies and then as leadership of many countries. The world would be a completely different place he insisted, a better one that hadn’t happened because we had enslaved their people. I had heard this part before what I was intrigued by was how he suggested to rebalance.

“Shall we take, this into the other room and be more comfortable? Would you like more wine, or would you prefer something stronger?” I asked

As Leanne lead Darrell by the arm to sit on the sofa beside her as I followed with three glasses and a bottle of whiskey.

After settling with our drinks, I said that even if what he said was true, I couldn’t see any way that history could be changed no matter how much we may want to.

“Well, that is where I become more controversial? And believe me it is, and I am not sure our burgeoning friendship would survive my solution. Are you sure you want me to continue?” Darrell looked at us both worriedly.

“Please do, we are fascinated by your thoughts” I said, Leanne nodding in agreement.

“Very well, you were warned. Now understand that I would never force anyone to do what I believe, and it would be down to the individual to choose whether they wanted to take part. I ask you both if you had the chance to level the so-called playing field would you, no matter the cost?” Both Leanne and I said that we would

“My belief is that couples such as yourselves, would agree not to have any children of your own and therefore lower the percentage of white to black children. Over time, white and black populations would become equal. But I would go further than that, I would encourage those same couples to be impregnated by a black man and then the populations would be reversed given the nations that had been slaves to catchup to the white nations.”

“You mean you want happily married white couples to agree to father the children of black men?” Leanne said, visibly quite shocked.

“I do, but I can see I have offended you and that was not my intention. Forget that I said it and we can continue our friendship; I never see it happening anyway.”

“Oh, I am definitely shocked, but I’m not offended. I’m not sure that many couples would encourage cheating, let alone the wife getting pregnant regardless of the colour of the man.” Leanne replied

“Are there really couples that do what you suggest or is it just a fantasy?” I asked

“Not many, but they are out there. A lot of those couples feel as they can try and make those injustices right. And it is becoming more a popular fantasy, you can find it everywhere online. It comes under many guises, but it all amounts to the same thing, sometimes it is labelled “refugees welcome” or “white genocide” or simply black breeding. I feel like I should go and give you space to decide where we are to remain friends. I am happy to talk more about it, it can go much further, but alternatively we can never speak of it again. Give me a call if you feel we can remain friends.”

Darrell left, thanking us for the evening, and we assured him we would be in touch. It was late, so once we had cleared up, we headed to bed not really speaking of what he had said. I was worried that Leanne would not want to see him again, and maybe I shouldn’t have encouraged Darrell about his ideas. He was basically a good guy and I hoped I had ruined the chance of a great friendship.

We went to sleep still not having spoken on it. I woke to find Leanne already awake, she would normally start playing with me as soon as she woke on a Sunday morning, but not today. She was just lying there in a world of her own. I cuddled up and asked if she was ok. She said that she was, but still had the conversation of the night before still going through her head.

“I’m sorry, I am sure that he didn’t want to disturb you in any way” I said reassuringly.

“Oh, it’s not that, quite the opposite actually. I can see where he is coming from, maybe it is the duty of the white nations of the world to make reparation however they can.” With her saying that my cock was as hard as rock, her hand absently finding it and gently playing with my end, already wet with precum.

“Well, Darrell said that there was plenty online, how about we explore it there and just see how we feel about it. At least we can say to him that we aren’t offended are would love to see him again, if you are happy to?”

“Absolutely, he was so nice and easy to talk to. Even his fantasies were not forced upon us, and he kept giving the opportunity to stop. I’m not saying that I want to do it, I could never cheat on you and I look forward to having children of our own. But it was fascinating to hear what he had to say I would be more than happy to hear more of what he has to say”

I grabbed my phone and searched for black breeding sites, as she continued to play with me. We were amazed by how many sites there were and picked one. It had pics, stories, vids and blogs which contained accounts couples and single women that were actually …. Black breeding.

We were starting with some of the pics and Leanne was excited by the size of the massive black cocks and told me so. “I don’t think I could even take one that big, it would split me in half” She said as she slowly wanked me. I was groaning and my cock was constantly spitting precum which dripped down her hand. “My God you seem to be enjoying this, surely you wouldn’t want me to be fucked by a huge cock like these?”

I promised her that I would want her to have whatever she wanted; I was devoted to her like I never knew was possible. We then moved on to the vids, one caught her attention. A couple were fucking on the bed she was white, he was black. Someone else was obviously filming as the camera moved around which focused on a massive black cock filling her pussy that must have struggled to take. As the camera moved around, we caught a glimpse of the cameraman. He was naked and you could see that he had a chastity belt on his cock, and sometimes when he passed his wife’s hand, she would tug on his restrained cock laughing at him. The man fucking increased his speed making the wife cum hard, then he announced that he was close to cumming. The wife turned to her husband and said that he had to make a choice now. “It’s only right, and we agreed we should” her husband replied

“If you mean it, then you know what you must do” she replied. The cameraman moved to her pussy where the shiny black cock slowly slid in and out of her. You saw the husband’s hand reach out and grab the base of the black cock, as he slid out the husband gripped the condom that enclosed this black muscle of steel. He slowly pulled the condom off until it was in his hand, he then gripped the black cock and guided it back into his wife’s pussy knowing she fully intended to allow him to cum inside her. As he kissed his now unprotected wife, she told him there was no going back now. From this day she would never prevent black men from fucking her bareback. As the husband nodded, she reminded he that he was now totally submissive and to prove it he should suck the used condom. She grabbed the camera and turned it on her husband as he turned the condom inside out and sucked it into his mouth. As the pace of the fucking increased once more, she gave him back the camera so that he could film as she hopefully got pregnant. She was screaming for him to fill her with cum, breed me, breed me she begged. She screamed out in orgasm as the camera focused on the black cock buried deep inside her as it jerked as it emptied the superior cum from the huge black balls.

I grabbed Leanne’s hand stop her wanking me, I was so close that the smallest touch would have finished me off. “Has it got you so horny that you can’t control yourself?” she asked. I nodded, breathing hard “Well then perhaps we should get you one of those chastity belts that would prevent you from cumming. Well, I need to cum, eat me now. And no touching yourself, that women obviously controlled her husband and I want to do the same to you if you will allow me.”

I spent the next half hour between her legs as she continued to watch videos until she pushed me off exhausted. She had came over and over, I hadn’t ever seen her so alive. And as promised I didn’t touch myself, in fact she wouldn’t allow to touch myself for the rest of the day. She spent the rest of the day glued to the site and I could see how her fevered brain was becoming addicted to what she was seeing.

She didn’t seem interested in dinner, so I just ordered pizza to be delivered. She decided to have a shower before it arrived, and it did help her get her mind off the site and its contents. She came down dressed in clean clothes and looking refreshed and we sat and had a glass of wine. I asked about the fact that she spent all day looking at porn, and she said just leave it for now, but we do need to talk about. We will speak later in the week, not long after the doorbell rang, and she went to collect the pizza. As she opened the door, I heard her gasp, and I asked what had been wrong. “nothing” she replied “it’s just that the delivery guy was black, and after everything I have seen today my body just craved him”

The following week went as any other and true to her request, I didn’t ask Leanne about her thoughts. Friday night after we had finished work for the week, I returned home to find that she had prepared a fine dinner for us both. As we were eating, she thanked me for not pressing her about her time on the site and said that she was now ready to talk.

She explained that she had spent the whole week struggling with her thoughts, part of her had enjoyed it just on sexual fantasy level. She had spent a lot of time literally drooling over pics and vids of black men, not just the sizes of their cock which were incredible, but also, the way they treated the wives and the husbands. They used those white wives like they were property, but those wives seemed to crave it and what these Gods did to their bodies and minds. It also turned her on the way the husbands were treated, they were completely submissive to their wives and to their lovers. And while watching all she could think of is me being treated that way, and it made her wet. The other part of her thoughts focused on the inexplicable idea that they deserved to treat us like that. We as nations had treated the black nations so poorly that it seemed only right to redress the wrongs that were done.

She surprised me by saying she had been in touch with several wives who were actually part of the movement who said they could find no fault with what they were doing, and craved the use and abuse they suffered at the hands of their many black lovers. She said that they reassured her that their husbands were fully on board but had suggested that you would need to look deep inside yourself to know whether you could support me in this. Because your life would change even more than mine.

“what do you mean?” I asked.

“Well, if we are to do this, we will do it to the best of our abilities. That would mean that you must accept a very submissive role. You would have to be comfortable with seeing me fucked hard and deep by huge black cock, sometimes roughly. You would need to resist the urge to intervene, to ignore your instincts to protect me. Because I would give myself to them completely no matter what they wanted, their ancestors had no rights so neither would I we.”

I said that I didn’t see an issue with that if it was what she wanted.

“Could you though?” she asked. “What if he wanted to share me with his friends? Make me prostitute myself so they had no need to work? What if they told you to tell your colleagues of our new life, your friends, your family? Could you tell you Mum and Dad that I will be having a black baby?” I promised that I could.

“Well, that brings me to one further huge change for you. I will lose my virginity to a black man; you will never lose yours. It would be irresponsible for me to allow you to fuck a pussy, though you could wear a condom, she could be on the pill. But those are not 100% guarantied, and I couldn’t take that chance. We will look at how prevent it if we go through with this.”

I admitted that I wasn’t sure, but perhaps that next move should be to ask Darrell to come back and talk again with us. I suggested that Leanne could be completely honest with him on how she felt and what she desired. She agreed but warned me that if we started this, she would never stop and she intended that Darrell would be her first and that it would happen on our wedding night, just a month from now. She also warned me that I also would have to do anything he said from the moment she decided to offer herself, and how she felt right now there could be nothing that would prevent it. In fact, she intended to offer herself whether I agreed or not.

She told me to message him to see if he would come over and talk with us and when he agreed that he would, she made sure that I messaged him back to warn him that she was quivering mess who could not stop thinking of Huge Black Cock. She also told me that I would cook for him and what would he like for dinner, anything he wanted. It would be just the two of them for dinner, I would be there simply to serve them. She also told me to ask him what she should wear, and that I would go out buy anything she needed. I did as instructed, finding myself not sure of my place, she reassured me that I would.

The following week Leanne started to use me as a domestic servant, cooking and cleaning while she relaxed and looked at more sites. She also started to message Darrell directly and they even spoke on the phone, beginning to behave already like his slut. Darrell asked her to send him pics of her which she made me take.

After finishing work for the week, I got home from work Leanne told me to sit down and listen. She said that this was my last chance to back out though she admitted that didn’t think she could. I said that I loved her no matter what and would stand by whatever the future held. She said that she was pleased and gave me long loving kiss, then warned me that might be the last affection she would show depending on what Darrell wanted. I wasn’t sure whether she meant for tonight, or for ever!

Friday arrived and went the doorbell rand I was told to answer it and welcome Darrell in, Leanne gave him a long hug and told me to make drinks for us all. I was surprised to be included but I did as I was told and brought the drinks through to the living room where they were sitting together on the sofa, I sat alone in a chair opposite them. “I know I had said it was just to two us for dinner, and it will be but I thought it best that first we all sit down and lay our cards on the table so we all know where we stand.” Both me and Darrell both agreed.

“Since you were last here, both me and Matt have been doing a lot of thinking of our conversation, me particularly. For me it is two sided, firstly we need to make reparations for what has been done to the black populations and secondly of all the videos and pictures I’ve seen, I can’t get the size of the cocks out of my head. My mouth literally waters when I think of them, I need to feel one in my hands, in my mouth and of course filling my pussy. I find myself so committed to the idea that I want to just begin right now, but I would also like to make it symbolic. So, I would like you Darrell to be my lover though you will be able to share me with anyone you want. And I will give myself to you completely for the rest of my life or until you no longer want me, and I would like to begin on the day of our wedding.”

I said that I agreed with everything my fiancé had said and that I would do anything to see her happy and fulfilled and would support her in any way that I can. I was amazed at how she could give herself over to the betterment of the world and how she willing to make such a huge sacrifice, I also admitted that I wish that I too could be of use to the movement. I worried that I didn’t have the willpower to completely sacrifice my opportunity to breed, and that my white weakness would break and I would find anyone I could to fuck and thereby ruin everything we had worked for. I also had been looking at sites and speaking in chatrooms and found myself being drawn to a far more extreme version, that we should strive not for equality but make our aims far higher and make white people a minority. People had suggested that I have a vasectomy, but I felt like that would be cheating, if I didn’t have to resist the urge. My only concern is that when I am married, I don’t resent her for getting so much pleasure when I get none. I feel so ashamed of my selfishness, but we have had such a sexy and kinky time together I want to be part of your sexual life. I couldn’t imagine not trying to satisfy you, in whatever way you want.

Darrell said that he would love to fuck Leanne, but she must understand that he will only do it unprotected, and she has to accept that most black men will treat her the same. Leanna immediately replied that she wouldn’t dream of any other way. Darrell turned to me to address my concerns “Matt there is no reason why you can’t be allowed to cum though I would suggest that it is always supervised, though obviously it will usually be by your own hand. The ideal is that all white men would lose all rights, and their needs never even a consideration however we are at the beginning of our journey towards white extinction, so we have to go slowly. We plan first just to convert white couple to the need to breed black and to do this we need the couple to remain together otherwise he will find another white bitch to impregnate. So, for now there can be some inclusion of the white men albeit controlled mainly by the wife following her lover’s instructions. Many black men will make any white men be castrated by I am not one, I have to admit that I prefer to see them suffer and that there would be many ways that he would ensure that it would happen. But I will instruct my new bitch of how we will do so; your agreement isn’t required just your obedience. Now you are dismissed, but know that if Leanne tells you to do something, it has come from me and you will obey as you if I had given it to you, I can be relatively nice or viciously mean.

With that I left the room to prepare their dinner, leaving them alone together. I spent the entire night waiting on them, serving their food, pouring their drinks, even talking about how Leanne would begin to dominate me on his behalf as they completely ignored me. They spent the rest of the night kissing and groping each other and I had to just stand there and watch, and my cock was hard as I have ever been obvious through my jeans, but it was nothing compared with the huge bulge in Darrell’s which Leanne had her hand glued to with her small breasts in his hands. They didn’t go any further that night because Darrell had insisted that Leanne prove herself worthy by becoming my dominate. After he had left that evening, she allowed me to make myself a sandwich which I ate while she told me how our future would be.

“I need this to happen” she begged “so please do everything I ask; can you do that for me?” I promised I would do anything she asked

“Good because this may be difficult to start with, but I am sure you will get used to it in time. You will become my sissy little cuck slave, you will do all cleaning and cooking from now on. I will require you to regularly buy me new clothes and underwear. And for you as well, though to start with the only new clothes you will require is panties.”

“You want me to wear women’s underwear?”

“I demand you do; in fact, I have some that will be tight on you, but they will suffice for now. Come with me and we will start you off now” I follow her, but for the first time I am not quite as excited as I usually am when leads me to our bedroom. She looked through her underwear drawer pulling a few pairs out, all were lacy, one was purple, one pink and the last black. “Come on get naked, we need to see if they fit” I reluctantly began to undress, when I pulled down my boxers my cock wasn’t hard, but it wasn’t soft either and it was soaked with precum from watching them together. She tossed me the pink pair and told me to put them on, and I was so humiliating as I pulled them up my legs. But there I stood, naked in front of my fiancé wearing nothing except for her pink lacy panties that hugged my arse but fit quite well. “Come on turn around let me see” I did a slow twirl as she rubbed her hand across them and she laughed as I began to get hard “It seems like you are more ok with this than I thought. I am pleased because you know this is only the start, eventually we will transform you into the sissy I want you to be.” I was leaking precum through the front of ‘my’ panties as she continued to stroke my cock through the lace. “Good boy” she encouraged “I knew you would enjoy dressing up for me. Now get all your own underwear and bin them, you will need to buy yourself some new panties soon or you will have to go to work commando and you know your cock will then make wet matches over your trousers. Now stand still so I can send a pic to Darrell, he’s gonna laugh so hard”

The next day she sent me off lingerie shopping with a list underwear for her and another for me, it cost a fortune but that wasn’t the worst of it, can you imagine the humiliation when they sales clerk queried why I was purchasing to different sizes. Though I said nothing, it must have been clear from my red face that at least some of it was for me. When I returned home Darrell was there again, kissing and groping Leanna. “Wait there” she said as I stood laden with bags from various underwear and sex shops. As I stood there as instructed, forced to watch them make out in front of me, it began to dawn on me what my future would hold.

“Wait just one minute and I will, with your permission, show you some of what I have bought for your enjoyment. Come on then now,” she said to me “we must not keep him waiting” Once in the bedroom she immediately began to undress, pick me something to wear for Darrell. I picked out a black bra with matching thong which she insisted I helped her put on, and then she decided to add a pair of holdup stockings and a pair of heels. “Now let me pick a pair for you”

“For me?” I mumbled

“I thought you promised me that you would do anything I asked” I lowered my head and began to remove my shirt as she picked out a pair of lime green sheer panties which she had me step into and then pulled them up my legs, kissing and touching my cock through the panties. She then took me by the hand and lead me back to Darrell.

She immediately joined him on the sofa and resumed their fondling, not sure of what I should do, I remained standing there now in no more than a pair of panties in front of my fiancé and her Black lover who she intended to be the father of her child. I was still hard from her earlier playing, and not having cum for two weeks or more a wet patch of precum obvious on the front of the material.

Remembering that I was there they sat back on the sofa, his arm around her shoulder his had resting on her breast gently playing with her hard nipple, hers remained on his hard cock. Darrell regarded me then told me to make them a drink and waved me away and I went to do as I was told.

As I brought their drinks in, Darrell was telling Leanne that she should make me shave everything from the neck down, she promised him she would before the next time he came over. “Come over here and unclip her bra” Darrell demanded, and I rushed to comply. For the first time I saw her topless with another man, not only that but she had his cock out and in her hands. We had both seen the bulge in his jeans but just that hint was nothing compared with the real thing in her hands, and I say hands because he was huge. They looked tiny wrapped around his big black cock, slowly stroking it up and down. Now I am not gay, not even bi-sexual but even I was impressed, and the sight confirmed that they were the superior race. I was so relieved that we had decided to take this way of life, she would have been missing out on so much cock, if she only had mine to try and satisfy. It did worry that she would not be able to take it in her pussy, never had had any cock inside her let alone something so big but I am sure with time and my support she will be able to take it with ease.

“What the fuck?” Leanne exclaimed. Without my realising it, I had pulled out my cock and had started to wank at the sight of them. “Well, if you are intending to cum, I definitely will not allow Darrell to leave here unsatisfied” And with that she slid to her knees, with a loud lusty moan she touched this black rod of steel to her lips. Her eyes were closed as she tasted him with her tongue, licking all around his black shiny head moaning each time it produced a bead of precum which she seemed to be enjoying like the best chocolate melting in her mouth.

A month ago, I would not have believed that I would be standing in my front room wearing nothing but panties wanking at the sight of my fiancé sucking a massive black cock in her tiny white mouth, but it felt so right. Somehow, I knew this was the reason that we hadn’t slept together before our wedding day, it also answered a question that I had, she would never see me like the stallion before her. Even if she couldn’t find another black cock to fuck, she would never want my little white cock. Those words didn’t even seem to go together anymore, white…cock. What she was trying to force in her mouth was a cock, what I had in my hand was just a big clit in comparison, more of a dicklet. I decided right then that I would never call what I had in my panties a cock and would beg them to give it a name.

Darrell sat there as she pleasured him with her mouth, like a king on a throne. How could white men deny that any black man was superior to them and that the world would be a better place with white men and women on their knees serving and worshiping their black Masters and Goddesses. Surely every black couple should be entitled to as many white playthings as they wanted. Every white person should be ashamed if they were not the property of a black couple.

Darrell’s hand was behind her head now, pulling her mouth further onto his cock and Leanne made no move to resist even if she was choking and drooling all over him. In fact, I was shocked that she had put her hands behind her back to allow him to use her as he wished. I was getting close to cumming, but could not imagine cumming over them, so I did the only thing I could think of and came in my hand. An impressive load of my cum filled the palm of my hand as I watched him fuck my fiancé’s face. As he reached his own climax, I could see Leanne desperately try to swallow it all, but her eyes told me she was losing the battle. And as she pulled back and took his cock out of her mouth, he continued to cum over her face and small white breasts. She was covered, the cum on her hair and face dripped down to add to cum already covering her chest. But she looked elated, and had in fact had come herself, like she had finally discovered the meaning of life or her place in the world. She looked happier than I had ever seen her. I looked down to the cum still in my hand and it no longer look that impressive, and I was embarrassed of it all of a sudden so I did what I had never done before and brought it up to my mouth and swallowed it all. I realised that they had seen me do it and could see that I hadn’t enjoyed it “Here try some of his” said my loving fiancé as she stood and kissed me, pushing cum from her mouth to mine. The cum on her breasts rubbed off on my chest and I found myself with another man’s cum in my mouth and on my body. And surprising myself I found that I didn’t hate it.

Leanne spent the rest of the night topless and refused to clean the cum off deciding that she never would do that, she would either rub it into her skin or if I had been good, allow me to rub it in or I would have to clean her up with my mouth. After Darrell had left, her aura of sexy submissiveness vanished, and a giddy excitement was left in its place.

“Can you believe it, I made him cum. And there was so much of it and tasted so good. I’m addicted. His cock was so big, not like yours. I came just from me holding and sucking it, and I think we can honestly say that you enjoyed it to. I can’t believe that you came watching me suck a black cock. But I loved seeing you wank your own cock, but I guess you’ll be the only one that does now.”

“I did love watching you, I didn’t realise I was wanking until you said. But can we agree one thing? I don’t have a cock. What I have, cannot be seen as the same as Darrell’s but I am not sure what to call mine.”

“I’m so glad you are beginning to see your inferiority; he is a perfect specimen of man isn’t he. But what of you, how do you see yourself?”

“I don’t know! I am no longer see myself as a man, not in the same way as Darrell is. So, what am I? I enjoy seeing my future wife with another man, in fact I am willing give away my chance to lose my virginity so that she can be with him. I now find myself happily wearing panties, and can’t imagine any other way, in fact I think that I want to go further!”

“Further? You mean that you want more women’s clothes? How will you manage at work in a skirt, won’t you be humiliated in front of your colleagues?”

“Oh my God would I! But I wasn’t meaning to go that far. I was thinking more of a bra, at least when I am home, and perhaps some stockings?”

“Mmmm delicious, well that answers your question. You my future husband, are indeed a sissy.”

I hope you enjoyed this first chapter, the second is well under way where Leanne and Matt immerse themselves further into their new life. Would love to hear your comments and where you would like the story to go.

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