Real BBC for Christmas!
I got fucked by a big black cock and absolutely loved every minute of it.
There, I said it. I've been meaning to write about my recent experience with BBC. I'm not sure where to start, so I'll start from the beginning. A good online friend of mine (lets call him Mr. J) had been trying to get me to agree to being a sissy slut to a male black sexual friend of his for many months. I was very hesitant at first, because he boasted about the size of this guy’s cock. I feared he would split me apart. I was also worried about STDs, infections, etc.
I had also never experienced a real cock fucking, even though I had always wanted to. I had experienced dildos and hard strap-on fucks from Dominant women, but never a real cock. I imagined that a guy with a BBC would be too big and lead to a horrible first real cock experience. Despite our efforts to get together, our first meeting didn't go as planned and I ended up canceling a few days before our intended meetup.
A few months later, we started talking again. My fear of his size was put to rest and we started to plan again. The Friday before Christmas would be the day! What a great Christmas present. I still had to work most of the morning and then jumped in the car to make the 2 and 1/2 hour drive to the west coast where Mr. J offered to host at his house.
Once at Mr. J's, I cleaned up and prepared myself for what was to come. I dressed in my sexiest sissy clothes. I wore my red plaid skirt, black stockings, garter belt, black panties, black heals and just a pink t-shirt with snow white on it saying "My days start at noon." It was simple, but it also had a bit of sexy appeal to it. More importantly, I felt like I could be sexy in it.
While waiting for our Dom friend to get off of work, shower and drive over, Mr. J helped calm my nerves and communicated with Master T (as I'll call him here). The timing was perfect, as I had plenty of time to prepare well.
Finally, Master T arrived and came into the bedroom as I lay across the bed on my side with my legs crossed. Mr. J introduced us and I could instantly feel the sexual attraction between us. He wasn't as big of a guy as I had pictured him to be in my mind. It was honestly a bit of relief.
After our introduction and a bit of small talk, Master T he moved to the side of the bed where my face was about level with his waste. He wasted no time pulling out his big hard black cock. I think was in a bit of shock and said something like "I see we're starting." I expected some sort of pre-discussion, but Mr. J had handled most of that in advance for me. This was going to simply be a good suck and fuck. I was to suck his cock really good and be rewarded with the real cock fuck that I had always wanted to experience.
Needless to say, I reached out to Master T's cock and gently held it in my right hand. I was amazed at it's size and weight. Even though Master T was not a big guy, he had a very nice long cock. It was probably about 8 inches long and the perfect width for me. It reminded me of my biggest dildo at home, but real.
I teased him a bit at first, even though he was already rock hard. I stuck out my tongue to gently flick the tip of his cock while looking up at him every once in a while. I heard him make some comments to Mr. J while I started to gently suck and stroke the tip of his cock with my mouth. Having Mr. J in the room with us added to the experience of being their sissy slut, but I didn't feel degraded or humiliated at all. Mr. J later told me that I looked so good with his cock in my mouth.
After what was probably 10 or more minutes, Master T moved onto the bed where I got in between his legs. I gently stroked his legs open before diving down between his legs to suck and lick on his balls. I remember him saying "holly shit" or something along those lines. Then I returned to his cock and began more feverishly sucking and stroking his cock with my spit and right hand. Trying to take his cock deeper into my throat, I kept gagging on it while tears ran down my face. Eventually, I shifted my position to try to get a better angle to be able to deepthroat him, but was unsuccessful. I excused myself to go blow my nose and wipe my tears.
When I returned, Master T had gotten up off the bed. He had me position myself on the edge of the bed on all fours. I was fully exposed as he pulled my thin panties aside. I felt Mr J. get off the bed and help Master T spread my cheeks as they made some comments about me being such a great sissy slut and that this was my destiny. Mr. J made some comment about being a sissy slut from now on and only taking BBC. Whatever it was, I knew they were turned on and so was I.
There was a bit of small talk about breeding me. Which from my understanding, meant that no condom would be used as Master T would cum inside me. This is where things got a little confusing. I thought we had agreed before the meetup that condoms and safe sex was necessary. Even though Master T was a married man, I felt that it would still be safer for both of us. Everyone claimed to be clean and disease free, but only Mr. J had been tested in the past month and he wasn't even participating. Not really paying complete attention behind me, I never realized that Master T never put on a condom.
With Master T positioned behind me there was no turning back. I could feel his hands on my ass, pulling back on my skirt and then lifting it over my back. The swollen tip of his cock started to tease my gurl pussy (or asshole, if you prefer). I wanted him so bad. I wanted a real cock so bad. I just wanted to be made to feel useful and give someone pleasure with my body. Very slowly and gently he started to enter me. Little by little with small strokes he took his time to enter me a good 5 to 6 inches. His cock felt so warm and thick.
At one point, he stopped to find a bit of lube. Mr. J had set aside some coconut oil; my favorite lube. Master T didn't realize I barely had any lube in me yet. Once lubed up a bit, Master T started fucking me again. I gently started to push back against his thrusts driving him deeper and deeper. This drove him crazy. I remember him telling me to slow down because he didn't want to cum yet. That was new to me, as strap-ons rarely cum.
I started moaning like a little school girl getting fucked for the very first time. I tend to get very vocal when having any kind of sex. I find it's one of the best forms of communication with a sexual partner. If something feels good, let the moans out. If it starts to hurt, the moans will naturally change to groans to let your partner know. Just be aware that sadists will especially get turned on by this!
I have no idea how long we fucked, but Master T was in full control and I was enjoying it all completely. Lifting his foot up onto the bed gave him a new angle and depth to each of his thrusts. I was in heaven as he rubbed my prostrate with his cock more directly than before. My sissy clit (or cock, if you prefer) was only half erect, but dripping generously with precum.
At some point, Master T stopped and helped me shift further up on the bed while his cock was still in me. Mr. J, who I had forgotten was even watching us, placed a towel under my dripping clitty (or cock, if you prefer) so as to not get precum on the bed comforter. It was about this time that Master T pushed my back and hips down onto the bed, pressed my legs together, lowered himself onto me and began fucking me again.
This time I couldn't hold back. Even though, I was pinned down by his weight I managed to somehow thrust my hips up to match his every thrust into me. I was in pure ecstasy. The feeling of him on top of me was like the best hug ever. His thrusts gently began to slap my ass as all 8 inches of his cock penetrated me. My hands clenched the bed comforter as I moaned into it.
Turning my head a bit to the left for some air, I began to feel his breath on my neck with a few small kisses. Later I found out that he rarely does that with sissies. He began to moan and shortly thereafter whispered into my ear that he was about to cum. "Yes, Master T. Cum. I want you to cum in me.", or something to that extent. His thrusts became more deliberate and deep, as he began to cum into my gurl pussy (or ass, if you prefer). The already warm feeling in my insides became even warmer as he dropped a huge load inside me.
Master T then raised himself off of me and went into the bathroom to clean up. I lie motionless on the bed for a while in a state in which is hard to describe. I was absolutely glowing inside and out. Perhaps it could be said that I was in a state of sexual euphoria. I rolled to my side. About then I began to realize that Mr. J had watched most of the show.
I hadn't ejaculated or orgasmed in any way. Not even an anal orgasm. Yet, I felt a complete sense of sexual satisfaction that someone had an orgasm because of my body. I didn't expect that feeling. I expected the need to get off and cum, but strangely I didn't need to.
Master T and Mr. J talked some about sports and future company ideas as I just lie on the bed in a daze; cum starting to drip from my ass. After that, Master T and I said our goodbyes. Mr. J walked him out front and that was the last I’ve seen of Master T and his amazing cock. Well, that's was it (or until next time, if you prefer).
There, I said it. I've been meaning to write about my recent experience with BBC. I'm not sure where to start, so I'll start from the beginning. A good online friend of mine (lets call him Mr. J) had been trying to get me to agree to being a sissy slut to a male black sexual friend of his for many months. I was very hesitant at first, because he boasted about the size of this guy’s cock. I feared he would split me apart. I was also worried about STDs, infections, etc.
I had also never experienced a real cock fucking, even though I had always wanted to. I had experienced dildos and hard strap-on fucks from Dominant women, but never a real cock. I imagined that a guy with a BBC would be too big and lead to a horrible first real cock experience. Despite our efforts to get together, our first meeting didn't go as planned and I ended up canceling a few days before our intended meetup.
A few months later, we started talking again. My fear of his size was put to rest and we started to plan again. The Friday before Christmas would be the day! What a great Christmas present. I still had to work most of the morning and then jumped in the car to make the 2 and 1/2 hour drive to the west coast where Mr. J offered to host at his house.
Once at Mr. J's, I cleaned up and prepared myself for what was to come. I dressed in my sexiest sissy clothes. I wore my red plaid skirt, black stockings, garter belt, black panties, black heals and just a pink t-shirt with snow white on it saying "My days start at noon." It was simple, but it also had a bit of sexy appeal to it. More importantly, I felt like I could be sexy in it.
While waiting for our Dom friend to get off of work, shower and drive over, Mr. J helped calm my nerves and communicated with Master T (as I'll call him here). The timing was perfect, as I had plenty of time to prepare well.
Finally, Master T arrived and came into the bedroom as I lay across the bed on my side with my legs crossed. Mr. J introduced us and I could instantly feel the sexual attraction between us. He wasn't as big of a guy as I had pictured him to be in my mind. It was honestly a bit of relief.
After our introduction and a bit of small talk, Master T he moved to the side of the bed where my face was about level with his waste. He wasted no time pulling out his big hard black cock. I think was in a bit of shock and said something like "I see we're starting." I expected some sort of pre-discussion, but Mr. J had handled most of that in advance for me. This was going to simply be a good suck and fuck. I was to suck his cock really good and be rewarded with the real cock fuck that I had always wanted to experience.
Needless to say, I reached out to Master T's cock and gently held it in my right hand. I was amazed at it's size and weight. Even though Master T was not a big guy, he had a very nice long cock. It was probably about 8 inches long and the perfect width for me. It reminded me of my biggest dildo at home, but real.
I teased him a bit at first, even though he was already rock hard. I stuck out my tongue to gently flick the tip of his cock while looking up at him every once in a while. I heard him make some comments to Mr. J while I started to gently suck and stroke the tip of his cock with my mouth. Having Mr. J in the room with us added to the experience of being their sissy slut, but I didn't feel degraded or humiliated at all. Mr. J later told me that I looked so good with his cock in my mouth.
After what was probably 10 or more minutes, Master T moved onto the bed where I got in between his legs. I gently stroked his legs open before diving down between his legs to suck and lick on his balls. I remember him saying "holly shit" or something along those lines. Then I returned to his cock and began more feverishly sucking and stroking his cock with my spit and right hand. Trying to take his cock deeper into my throat, I kept gagging on it while tears ran down my face. Eventually, I shifted my position to try to get a better angle to be able to deepthroat him, but was unsuccessful. I excused myself to go blow my nose and wipe my tears.
When I returned, Master T had gotten up off the bed. He had me position myself on the edge of the bed on all fours. I was fully exposed as he pulled my thin panties aside. I felt Mr J. get off the bed and help Master T spread my cheeks as they made some comments about me being such a great sissy slut and that this was my destiny. Mr. J made some comment about being a sissy slut from now on and only taking BBC. Whatever it was, I knew they were turned on and so was I.
There was a bit of small talk about breeding me. Which from my understanding, meant that no condom would be used as Master T would cum inside me. This is where things got a little confusing. I thought we had agreed before the meetup that condoms and safe sex was necessary. Even though Master T was a married man, I felt that it would still be safer for both of us. Everyone claimed to be clean and disease free, but only Mr. J had been tested in the past month and he wasn't even participating. Not really paying complete attention behind me, I never realized that Master T never put on a condom.
With Master T positioned behind me there was no turning back. I could feel his hands on my ass, pulling back on my skirt and then lifting it over my back. The swollen tip of his cock started to tease my gurl pussy (or asshole, if you prefer). I wanted him so bad. I wanted a real cock so bad. I just wanted to be made to feel useful and give someone pleasure with my body. Very slowly and gently he started to enter me. Little by little with small strokes he took his time to enter me a good 5 to 6 inches. His cock felt so warm and thick.
At one point, he stopped to find a bit of lube. Mr. J had set aside some coconut oil; my favorite lube. Master T didn't realize I barely had any lube in me yet. Once lubed up a bit, Master T started fucking me again. I gently started to push back against his thrusts driving him deeper and deeper. This drove him crazy. I remember him telling me to slow down because he didn't want to cum yet. That was new to me, as strap-ons rarely cum.
I started moaning like a little school girl getting fucked for the very first time. I tend to get very vocal when having any kind of sex. I find it's one of the best forms of communication with a sexual partner. If something feels good, let the moans out. If it starts to hurt, the moans will naturally change to groans to let your partner know. Just be aware that sadists will especially get turned on by this!
I have no idea how long we fucked, but Master T was in full control and I was enjoying it all completely. Lifting his foot up onto the bed gave him a new angle and depth to each of his thrusts. I was in heaven as he rubbed my prostrate with his cock more directly than before. My sissy clit (or cock, if you prefer) was only half erect, but dripping generously with precum.
At some point, Master T stopped and helped me shift further up on the bed while his cock was still in me. Mr. J, who I had forgotten was even watching us, placed a towel under my dripping clitty (or cock, if you prefer) so as to not get precum on the bed comforter. It was about this time that Master T pushed my back and hips down onto the bed, pressed my legs together, lowered himself onto me and began fucking me again.
This time I couldn't hold back. Even though, I was pinned down by his weight I managed to somehow thrust my hips up to match his every thrust into me. I was in pure ecstasy. The feeling of him on top of me was like the best hug ever. His thrusts gently began to slap my ass as all 8 inches of his cock penetrated me. My hands clenched the bed comforter as I moaned into it.
Turning my head a bit to the left for some air, I began to feel his breath on my neck with a few small kisses. Later I found out that he rarely does that with sissies. He began to moan and shortly thereafter whispered into my ear that he was about to cum. "Yes, Master T. Cum. I want you to cum in me.", or something to that extent. His thrusts became more deliberate and deep, as he began to cum into my gurl pussy (or ass, if you prefer). The already warm feeling in my insides became even warmer as he dropped a huge load inside me.
Master T then raised himself off of me and went into the bathroom to clean up. I lie motionless on the bed for a while in a state in which is hard to describe. I was absolutely glowing inside and out. Perhaps it could be said that I was in a state of sexual euphoria. I rolled to my side. About then I began to realize that Mr. J had watched most of the show.
I hadn't ejaculated or orgasmed in any way. Not even an anal orgasm. Yet, I felt a complete sense of sexual satisfaction that someone had an orgasm because of my body. I didn't expect that feeling. I expected the need to get off and cum, but strangely I didn't need to.
Master T and Mr. J talked some about sports and future company ideas as I just lie on the bed in a daze; cum starting to drip from my ass. After that, Master T and I said our goodbyes. Mr. J walked him out front and that was the last I’ve seen of Master T and his amazing cock. Well, that's was it (or until next time, if you prefer).
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