My New Black Daddy Ch. 02: Unicorns & Ice Cream (Dolly Style)

My New Black Daddy

Chapter2: Unicorns & Ice Cream (Dolly Style)

“We are already beautiful,” Mr. Darius's grave baritone voice took me out of my reverie, or rather the trance in which his masculine scent had me.

While the mechanical doors opened, they showed a beautiful and minimalist two-story house, the upper part was almost entirely made of glass, mirrors, a huge garden full of palm trees and fig trees, exotic and tropical flowers of bright and bright colors It surrounded the house. High walls protected that little Eden from prying eyes.

Mr. Darius parked his Maserati in the garage that was under that glass structure, the huge black man smiled at me and got out of his car and as a whole gentleman circled the entire car to open the door, exposing a Mustang Yellow and a huge motorcycle, a Harley Davison.

"I take your hand, lady ..?" Mr. Darius offered me his huge hand, as he looked at me questioning me with those golden eyes.

"Alexis" I offered my little hand femininely and out of the car, not one step could give again and was raised in his big strong arms, and again put my little hands around his powerful neck black.

And without thinking I snuggled in her strong chest like a kitten, purring happily, while I was stunned with her lion scent.

I closed my eyes and got ***** with his masculine essence, a part of me knew that it was wrong to let a stranger and huge black man put me in his house, whose location I did not know, all the way I spent it hypnotized looking at this beautiful male, all the warnings received from my mother and my teachers at school yelled at me, that I should not trust strangers, but in the arms of a black male my instinct was to obey and trust.

When we entered I looked up to admire the beautiful construction and how elegantly decorated it was, it showed that he was a wealthy man, maybe even a millionaire.

"Do you like it?" Mr. Darius asked me and I could hear his deep voice echoing inside his chest.

I could only scrub my face up and down his chest and groan.

"Yes," I said in my childish and delicate voice.

"Yes, sir." His voice this time was cold and serious. "Pretty girls speak respectfully to men."

"Yes sir," I repeated meekly.

While looking at him with my eyes wide open, like a kitten looks at his master and lord.

Mr. Darius climbed the stairs with me in his arms as if I weighed nothing.

We were walking on the second floor and I could see through the huge windows the back garden and a huge and crystalline pool surrounded by exotic tropical vegetation, it seemed like a paradise.

"They are unidirectional mirrors, on the outside they reflect but on the inside, it allows me to see the whole exterior ... I like to see beautiful things."

And as he explained this he looked at me with his unreal golden eyes.

I blushed and a giggle escaped my lips, a giggle identical to that of my cheerleader friends when they flirted with a boy.

I looked at the corridor he was taking me through and saw several open doors, he must have noticed my curiosity and stopped to give me a small tour.

Although my wrist was still hurting a little, I was in no hurry to reach our destination so I didn't say anything, I could feel like his huge hand was on my even bigger ass.

This time not even trying to hide, his fingers caressing shamelessly my bubble butt slowly and steadily, he would not stop and I did not want him to stop.

"Here is my study ..." Mr. Darius glanced at one of the largest rooms, the windows opened directly to the pool.

"It's pretty sir," I said as my stomach filled with butterflies when my hands timidly caressed her neck.

"Not as pretty as you"

I blushed and again that stupid giggle of a silly girl escaped my red lips.

He walked a couple of meters and opened a door on the right and another on the left.

"These are rooms for guests, I have many parties, maybe you can come to one of them."

"Perhaps".

In both rooms the furniture was expensive and elegant but nondescript and impersonal, like those of an expensive hotel.

When we reached the end of the hall opened a huge black glass door, everything in that house seemed to be glass.

"And this is my room, do you like it?"

The room was so large, that my mother's apartment could easily fit there, elegant from floor to ceiling, all in white colors of marble and black onyx, the wall in front of the King Size bed was almost completely covered by a flat screen that I could have been in a movie theater.

The walls were adorned by dark wooden masks with colorful feathers and the shelves had rare tribal figurines.

"They are from Africa," his countenance changed a little, his golden eyes darkened with the shadow of sadness, but he immediately regained the temper and seriousness of a leader. "Now little bunny, it's time to see those wounds."

And telling him, he deposited me in the huge bed, where I sank just a little, it was too light to cause great effect on that huge mattress.

"I'll be back in a moment, stay still princess."

The huge black male left the room leaving me alone, feeling small and intimidated by so much luxury and space.

Far from its intoxicating aroma my brain began to function again, and several questions echoed in my mind.

Why didn't I correct him when he called me, girl or princess?

Why did my stomach feel like I had eaten a hundred live butterflies?

Why was my body trembling with anticipation and my breathing was racing?

Why was my penis still erect after half an hour?

And what was that strange heat and humidity I felt in my anus?

I lay on the soft blankets and looked at the ceiling, and surprised I saw my reflection, a mirror the same size as the bed was attached to the ceiling.

I looked at myself, my hoodie was dirty and my jeans were torn at the knees.

I had messy hair and my face was totally flushed despite the air conditioning that cooled the room.

She looked like a girl, dirty and disheveled ... but a girl, my huge hips were totally visible and stood out a lot to wear the belt that highlighted my tiny waist.

I lifted my hoodie and discovered my flat and feminine belly that drew a sexy “V” towards my crotch, stroked my belly and lowered my little hand to the zipper of my pants and… I touched my erect penis, which still completely hard still not noticed , the denim was too heavy for something so small to lift.

I was lost in my reflection, when I realized that Mr. Darius was standing beside the bed with a first aid kit, which looked frankly ridiculous in his huge black hand.

He had taken off his coat and his white shirt was rolled up showing powerful black arms, they were very hairy.

I jumped up sitting down again, my face completely red.

"I'm sorry sir ... I was just resting." I lied as I looked down in shame.

"There's no reason to apologize, beautiful." Mr. Darius smiled amusedly. “It's normal for such a beautiful girl to want to explore her beautiful body, now take off that hoodie, it's time to heal.

My mind was stunned trying to resolve a contradiction that had arisen in just an instant, my shy and submissive nature forced me to obey, without thinking, the orders of this black giant, but my rational mind refused, and I realized horrified that it was not the idea that I was half-naked that made me doubt, it was the idea of disappointing what terrified me, he hoped to see a sweet and beautiful girl, maybe the breasts of a little woman ... what would he think of me when I saw my flat chest child?

Try talking about explaining that he was a child, but my voice didn't come out.

"Take off your sweatshirt now."

His voice was now strong, serious and a bit annoying.

My body moved on its own, I stood up and slowly began to take off my hoodie...

My pale belly peeked out and while the clothes left more and more skin the view my hands trembled with fear, anticipation, and something else I could not define, which I refused to define...

When the cloth was only an inch from where my chest began, I stopped, this was where a real girl should have a bra, I had nothing.

"Do it".

The order was simple and direct.

And I obeyed, it was natural.

In a movement I pulled my hoodie from my head and threw it away, my eyes again tightly closed.

Wait with the breath contained and the heart in the throat.

"I see ..." Mr. Darius's voice was calm and tender again.

I opened my eyes and I could see how his golden eyes were fixed on my very white skin, crossing my belly, my very thin waist of a ballet dancer, I noticed how I looked up and stopped at my small nipples, strawberry color, erect and swollen, rising and coming down with my quick and nervous breath.

"You don't have to be ashamed, some girls develop late ... your tits are beautiful."

"Thank my Lord". I felt immensely happy, my tits were beautiful ... wait, I had no tits, I was a child.

My skin shuddered with that new compliment, and my back arched instinctively, to pull my chest forward, while my buttocks pushed back.

The huge, mature black man approached me and made me sit back on the bed, while I took out the necessary materials from the medicine cabinet I could smell that hypnotizing aroma again, and I felt the urgent need to touch my nipples, but I did not .

"Now be still, princess."

"Yes sir."

Mr. Darius dipped a cotton ball in alcohol and began to clean the small scratches that I had in my arms, a shiver went through my spine and again I arched, to expose my pink nipples to him.

I only had three scratches on my left arm, the huge black man sat next to me and began to pass the cotton through my wounds, but he used his free hand to caress my skin, first my neck, low towards my shoulders and went back to caress my back, and with a finger he ran my spine from the back of the neck to my ass where he again used his whole hand to try to cover one of my buttocks, he couldn't, they were too big, too round to be hidden, I felt like he squeezed my fat buttock, a purr could be heard coming out of my throat, soft and feminine. While I closed my eyes like a happy cat, and threw my head back with a lazy smile on my fleshy little lips.

My body had a new reaction totally unknown to me, I felt like my anus was contracting a couple of times, it opened and closed on its own, and a heat that began at the entrance slowly spread inside my belly, I also felt a moisture sprout from my tight anus.

My penis was still erect painfully.

Mr. Darius seemed to notice my reactions but he just smiled, saying nothing and continued to "cure me."

His hand left my buttock and went up my belly caressing my belly with all his hand, and this time he could cover my narrow abdomen with his black hand, his little fingers and thumb curved on the sides of my waist with only one of his hands fully extended.

The contrast between his African and black skin my snow-white skin was maddening, it was like the night sky and the white moon on a beautiful summer night, it was perfect it was so natural.

I sighed loudly as I trembled with ... nerves.

His fingers ran down my belly gently, when a groan of pain came out of my mouth, Mr. Darius stopped stroking me, and examined the place he had touched, a scrape more serious than the others was hidden on the side of my belly, below the beginning of my ribs that were marked slightly.

"Look at this ... skin as delicate, white and beautiful as yours should have no wound."

I watched him, drowning in the gold of his feline eyes.

When the cotton passed through the only wound that had bled a little, my body jumped in pain, but I did not get away from its touch, I did not want to get away from it even when it hurt to touch it, but a loud and sharp groan, came out of my throat .

A moan similar to the moans of my friends when one of them got hurt in cheerleading practice.

"Calm down princess, I know it hurts, but I know how to take pain away from pretty girls like you."

And taking me by surprise, Mr. Darius leaned down and kissed my waist.

This time I groaned even louder though I had not felt pain at all, what I felt was that my entire skin was bristling and my nipples were screaming for being caressed, but more than that I could clearly feel how my anus opened and closed, several times, at the same time I could notice how my little anus got very hot and the humidity was already starting to wet my underwear.

The front was not better, my underwear was getting wet, my penis was leaking a lot, for a moment I thought I had urinated a little.

And although I felt fire in my belly and in my anus, and my little testicles were tense and tingling with pleasant pain, I didn't feel like urinating.

Something inside me wanted to go out, explode outward ... I didn't know what was happening to me, I felt crazy at times.

The black man did not take off his lips from my thin waist, kissed the wound again this time stronger, sinking my skin under his thick black lips, my penis jumped while letting out more liquid, and my anus made another pair of winks .

When Mr. Darius kissed my skin for the third time, I groaned loudly as a flash of pleasure struck my body and I fell on my back on the bed weakened by so much pleasure.

My breathing was erratic, my belly was pure fire, my anus was contracting uncontrollably, and my penis was still erect, I had approached the gap of something, the goal ... I didn't know what but I had almost reached it, and my belly burning I asked that the fire be put out ... No, I wanted more fire, I wanted to feed the flames that burned in my flat stomach until they exploded and I was consumed by the fire, I wanted to arrive...

Where? I didn't know, but I was sure Mr. Darius could take me there.

I opened my eyes, the huge mature black was standing smiling maliciously, he looked pleased and that filled me with pride and happiness.

My eyesight was attracted, without my knowing why I was looking at his crotch hoping to find something...

And what if I found it, his thin and thin cloth Italian pants showed a huge deformity in his right leg ... the outline of a huge cucumber was rising by pushing the cloth forward, it was as if he had a plantain in his pants, a banana whose tip reached his knee...

That huge "thing" was his...?


The huge "thing" was trying to get up but it was impossible to form a tent, it was too long, so it only managed to push the cloth forward.

I knew what that was, but I refused to believe it, it couldn't be "that", my penis was just three inches upright, that thing reached the knee of the tallest man I had ever met ... it couldn't be a penis, I wasn't, and I definitely wasn't proud and flattered to provoke that reaction in that monster "thing."

But my mind could think of one thing, and my body another, my anus was still making winks that caused me contractions in the lower belly and little jumps in my penis, my back arched off the bed, my chest pushed forward, my legs they opened instinctively, as I writhed in the soft black blankets.

My eyes fixed on that "thing", I licked my thick lips and bit my lower lip to discharge some of that fire that I now had all over my body.

The "thing" jumped furiously, apparently my fat, red lips liked the locked monster.

"Now princess ... take off those horrible pants."

I was in a trance and began to take off my belt obediently while my sight never left his crotch ... actually his knee. That beast was so long ... I wished I could see more details but the stupid gray cloth got in my way.

When finally my trembling hands managed to untie my belt, and I unbuttoned the button, my body stopped dead ...

"Do it, my little girl."

Mr. Darius still believed he was a girl, a princess, a princess without breasts but a real girl, and I was not.

I didn't want to stop, the fire in my belly wanted to explode, but I didn't want to lie to this perfect ebony man either, I didn't dare to disobey but not to lie either.

It was the moment, it was now or never.

"Sir ... I am not a girl"

My voice was so soft that not even I had heard it.

"What was that princess? Speak louder, precious."

Princess ... beautiful ... the two beautiful words echoed in my ears with her thick and deep voice like the most beautiful music, but ... I had to tell her the truth, something inside of me forced me to be completely honest with this man, a force, or rather, a weakness, a weakness within me forced me not to lie in front of this gigantic African ... it was natural for me to obey and be honest with him, and although I did not know why my nature demanded it.

"I ... I'm not a girl ... I'm a boy." A man I was a man, why use the word boy?

Silence punished my ears, which after receiving so many compliments had quickly become accustomed to being spoiled.

I was still lying in bed with my face pink and my eyes closed and wet, for some unknown reason I was about to cry, refusing to see Mr. Darius, I didn't want to see his angry face.

But although I was preparing myself psychologically for an outbreak of fury, I was not prepared for a loud laugh to break the silence of that room.

I looked up without stopping my curiosity and surprise.

It was not a mocking laugh like that of my male classmates at school, nor cruel and cold as Alika's laugh when he criticized me.

It was a cheerful and honest laugh, an affable and contagious laugh, so much that I couldn't help smiling a little.

"That's a good joke princess ... you being a boy ..." Mr. Darius wiped a tear from his eye and even giggling looked at me amused, "I don't know why you would say something so ridiculous but it's time to heal, you shouldn't fear , I won't do anything you don't want, and I know you want to take off those annoying jeans so… I can heal you. ”

Mr. Darius became serious and this time his voice came out with a slight tone of annoyance, a tone that hurt me deeply, not out of fear, I felt I was failing him.

"Now take off those pants, little girl."

"Sir, I'm a boy ... I'm sorry but I'm a boy ... it's not a joke." My tears escaped my eyes, I was about to cry for real.

Mr. Darius looked at me, seriously ... then with much curiosity, he spoke again.

"Okay, you're a boy, now take off your pants, if you're a boy there's no problem in getting naked in front of me, right? We're two men, right?"

My tears kept falling, but I could understand his reasoning, it was more logical to be able to undress in front of a man if I was a man, than if I were a woman.

But what was I?

“For the last time take off your pants, little white boy”

His voice was now cruel and mocking, but I could also notice a little nervousness and eagerness, of hope ... obviously I imagined things this man was perfect, he could not feel such worldly feelings.

"Yes sir".

I wanted to please him but now I was sad because I knew that when he saw that I was a boy, a little white boy, the hunger in my belly would never be satisfied.

I closed my eyes and pulled my pants down, this time I was crying ... I had been so close to the sun and now I would sink into the darkness.

This time the silence was long, too long.

I dared to look at my crotch.

My groans and crying was the only thing that was heard, and yet my body was still feverish, my nipples, erect and red like strawberries, my anus was still making hungry and wet winks ... but the worst was that my penis was still erect, the denim could hide it perfectly, but my very tight white boxers totally stretched by my huge ass could not hide the tiny tent that stood in my crotch, the fabric was soaked with my many leaks and the white cotton had become transparent because of it ... and you could glimpse the pink tip of my little white penis.

Arm me with courage and look up little by little, immediately look for Mr. Darius's knee.

The first thing I could observe was the huge beast that was still trying to escape from his confinement, the "thing" had not calmed down when he saw a little white boy, on the contrary he was totally swollen.

The Italian fabric was so soft and fine, that the outline was clearly visible, a long and curved banana that looked completely threatening, but what surprised me most was that a huge damp stain on the fine gray cloth, and thanks to that moisture I could finally see the outline of his huge mushroom-shaped head...

While it had taken me a couple of hours of excitement and a constant dripping to wet my underwear, this monster had created a huge stain of moisture on the fabric in just an instant, and I knew instinctively that it was only a small leak for him, a single leak from this black man had more liquid than all my dripping in hours.

I bit my lips again, and I had to swallow, because while I saw the outline of that huge head my mouth had been watering, I was salivating like a bitch in front of a butcher shop ... A bitch?

Now besides my anus, my stomach was anxious, gave a soft growl of hunger, thirst ... thirst for something creamy, white hot ... I was dying for some milk ... I convinced myself that I wanted to cow's milk, milk of cow and not of bull.

Bull.

That word sent an alarm signal to my brain, my mother had used that word to describe her new lover, and now I knew why, this perfect stallion was a bull.

Powerful, muscular, wild and black ... a black bull.

"Little liar girl!" Mr. Darius shouted a little, the discomfort in his voice was almost palpable.

I wanted to close my eyes so as not to see his disappointment and fury, but my gray gaze could not help seeing his enormous "thing" that had jumped when his owner said those evil words.

"Sorry sir, sorry for being a boy" I knelt on the bed.

I wanted to apologize for lying, but somehow I was apologizing for being a man.

"Sorry for being a white boy."

The beast in his pants throbbed and jumped furiously at hearing me say that.

"Sorry for being a little white boy."

Again a jump from that monster

"Sorry for being a small, weak white boy."

His huge "Thing" threatened to break the fine gray cloth, the damp stain was now huge and a delicious and unknown aroma floated to my nose, causing more saliva in my mouth.

"And you dare to keep lying little white girl!"

I didn't understand, I was already asking for forgiveness on my knees, literally.

Why did he keep calling me a liar?

Wait, why did he keep calling me "girl"?

My penis was tiny but I had to be able to see it, by logic he would know it wasn't a girl.

"Sir, I do not understand ... I am not my understanding, I am a small, weak and pathetic white man."

I felt humiliated to call myself that way, but it was the truth, after seeing this African god, I could say without a doubt that I was a pathetic boy, he was a man.

Mr. Darius looked at me with contempt, his gaze pierced my heart.

"A boy? Do you think you are a boy? A man?"

The beautiful male in front of me came over and touched my long, curly black hair, and his fingers tangled in my soft strands.

"Do you think a real man would have such soft, long hair?"

Mr. Darius leaned down and plunged his huge African nose into my hair and took a deep breath like getting high on my essence.

"Damn if it even smells like honey, do you think a real man's hair smells like honey?"

I shivered when mr. Darius had touched me again, and my tears were still sprouting from my gray eyes, but this time they were tears of thanks, because for a horrible moment I thought that this perfect man would never touch me again.

And yes, he was right, last night I had showered as usual, and as always, I had used my mother's body soap scented with strawberry- cream aroma and her natural shampoo of honey.

"Answer when your man speaks to you, filly."

My man?

Filly?

The words echoed in my mind, why did he keep calling me that? Why did I like it so much?

“Yes sir, that is to say no sir… that is…. The men don't smell like honey, sir… ”my nervousness made the words tangle in my mouth.

"Real men smell like you, sir"

Mr. Darius smiled in pleasure, but immediately turned angry again, his face was still close to my face.

His hand roughly holding my hair, I felt a slight pain but was not really hurting me, just as if holding the reins of a disobedient mare, a naughty filly.

Our eyes looked at each other, golden fury against gray fear.

And in a burst of fury Mr. Darius pulled my hair back exposing my thin white throat, and sank his face into my thin neck and took a deep breath again, my skin was being swept by pleasant chills and my whole body was shaking from fear and excitement

I groaned in pain, as I looked up and could see our reflection on the ceiling, the contrast between this huge black man and me a little white boy was maddening.

I groaned again when I felt his lips and tongue passing through my skin, marking her with kisses and saliva.

"God ... feels good!" My exclamation came out between a groan and a shout of pleasure.

Mr. Darius got up and threw me violently against the bed, I fell completely outstretched with open arms, ready to be crucified if he wanted to.

"Do you think the skin of a real man smells like strawberries?"

"No sir, a real man doesn't smell like strawberries like me."

Mr. Darius began stroking my little white feet, and he was slowly but steadily rising, his huge hands could easily surround my calves, but when they reached my fat thighs, his gigantic hands were able to contain so much meat, and angry he amassed and He clenched my white thighs with fury and desire.

"Does a real man have these fat and soft thighs?"

"No sir, a real man has no fat, soft thighs."

His black hands rose to my hips, my gigantic hips, barely covered by my old white boxers.

"Does a real man have these filly hips?"

"No sir, a real man has no filly hips."

He stopped stroking my thighs and hips with restrained fury, his thumbs approaching my wet penis, which jumped for attention, but the black giant did not touch him at any time although his gaze was still fixed on my penis.

I wanted him to take my boxers off of a damn time and that I ... I didn't know what I wanted this black man to do to me.

but I wanted it done now.

His hands went up to my waist.

"Does a real man have a wasp waist like yours?"

This time I use both of my hands to completely encircle my waist, his thumbs were touching my navel, and his pinkies crossed at my back.

"No sir, a real man doesn't have a wasp waist like me."

His hands moved from my hips to the back, where both hands squeezed my round and fat buttocks tightly, he squeezed me so hard that I couldn't suppress a gasp of pain.

"Does a real man have a giant ass of a mare?"

I was in a state of excitement, fear and desire that only managed to squirm as I possessed, I felt my skin burn, my penis dripping and my anus it contracted wildly, my nipples hurt so much ... as if they were pierced by hot needles.

"No sir, a real man doesn't have a giant mare's ass."

The stallion above me seemed to be able to read my thoughts and his hands went up my body until I reached my red nipples.

He stroked them with his thumbs, and my back separated from the mattress, as I screamed like a schoolgirl when she hit her toe, pain and pleasure ran through me from the tip of my nipples to my anus that closed tightly.

“Does a real man have pink and sensitive nipples like yours? Mr. Darius stretched his palms and crushed my nipples while stroking my entire chest, making me scream like a cat in heat.

"Oh Lord!"

The pleasure and pain was so much that even with my eyes closed I could see colored lights, I couldn't think clearly.

"Answer bitch" The black bull pinched my two nipples, the pain made me arch and snort like an angry cat.

"No sir ... real men don't have pink nipples like mine."

Mr. Darius left my nipples, and with his right hand he grabbed my chin forcing me to look into his golden eyes that now seemed to burn in desire.

He looked at me so deeply that for a moment I felt I could see my soul.

And then ... he kissed me.

My first kiss.

His thick black lips on my red and fat lips.

At first I could not react, they were too many sensations, but when his tongue touched my lips, I opened them immediately and began to answer the kiss wildly, my tongue welcomed his and soon both danced and curled with each other, our saliva combined in a delicious shortage that I drank thirstily.

The kiss lasted so long that my lungs began to require me to stop and breathe again, but my nature again took over and I wanted to continue kissing this black male forever, my hands caressed the shaved head with love and desire, I had hugged him without realize.

Mr. Darius broke the kiss, and I breathed a drowned breath, trying to breathe again, the intoxicating scent of his sweat that now pearled his ebony skin, idiotized me even more than the lack of oxygen.

Mr. Darius looked at me with primal hunger, and his powerful chest rose and fell agitated, although much less than me, his perfect physical condition was noted.

"Does a real man have those thick slut lips?"

I coquettishly licked my thick slut lips, and bit my lower lip again, looking at this man as if he were a god.

"No sir, a real man does not have slut lips, like me."

My eyes lowered back to his huge "Thing" that was increasingly angry and wet.

And then without warning under my underwear of a jerk.

And in front of him appeared my tiny white penis and hairless, in all its glory ... just three inches, the delicate and pink glans was completely swollen, it was no bigger than a grape and by the tiny hole at the end a transparent substance completely sprouted liquid, my small testicles the size of small grapes, were not seen anywhere, because they had shrunk and hidden upwards, towards my belly and the pink skin that surrounded them was tense and retracted to my crotch.

Mr. Darius stroked the soft skin that covered my testicles, could not be called a sack because they did not even hang, I could feel my little balls inside my body tingling, causing me to tickle pain and pleasure in equal parts, and after a few seconds of caress, pressed hard, feeling, searching.

I groaned in pain and pleasure.

Finally his fingers touched my tiny balls that had pulled back inside me even more trying to escape from his grip

I felt that they would continue to rise until I reached my navel.

“Damn white bitch, look at these ovaries, they're tiny, and they're hiding, and look at this pink skin, do you think a real man would have this pathetic and pink empty bag? Does a real man have small ovaries like these? ”

He squeezed my testicles making me snort and squirm ... a part of me wanted to escape his terrible grip, another stronger part forced me to stay and enjoy the torture.

"No sir, real men don't have ovaries like me."

Mr. Darius stopped delving into my crotch, and I groaned gratefully.

I immediately take my ankles and put them on the bed, forcing me to open completely before him showing him my most private part.

"Damn little bitch, your buttocks are so big they won't let me see anything ... open those buttocks for me, bitch."

I obeyed immediately, and with my hands I separated my fat buttocks, while raising my waist from the bed so that I had a better view of my anus.

"Damn you, even your pod is pink ... you're a perfect and pink filly."

Mr. Darius stroked my fingers, which were struggling to keep my bubble buttocks apart, were too firm and round.

My firm ass tensed trying to close, but I pulled even more, to allow my male's fingers to explore my sheath.

I felt the tip of one of his fingers at the entrance of my anus, and my back arched to get even closer to his touch.

"By Goddess Oshun, you're burning ... and see how wet you are ... you're a bitch in heat."

I felt my pink anus open and close responding to the caresses of his thick finger, he pushed a little and my sheath opened and relaxed to let him pass, he put his finger to the nail and my anus closed catching him ... my penis jumped and shed more of that transparent drool sprang from the tip.

"Does a real man have a wet and pink sheath like yours?"

Mr. Darius withdrew the tip of his finger from my anus and felt empty, torn.

"No sir, real men don't have wet and pink pods like mine."

The big black bull pulled my hands away from my buttocks that slammed shut, crashing buttock against buttock, making a clapping sound.

I relaxed my body again, this time I saw Mr. Darius approaching my little penis ...

He was as thin as Mr. Darius's little finger, I knew it because he had bowed and put his little finger next to my pathetic penis to measure it.

His smallest finger was longer and thicker than my penis.

"Would a real man have something like this?"

"No sir, a real man doesn't have a penis like mine." I groaned humiliated.

I thought that answer would please him but ... in an instant the huge black male had me subject and dominated, had taken my arms and raised them above my head, his left hand was enough to surround my wrists together, it was as if he were using A steel rope to tie me up.

I was not resisting, but I knew that I had not the slightest chance of having done it, his powerful hand held my two delicate and thin wrists very easily and if I pressed harder I could easily break my bones as if they were twigs.

It is so powerful. I sighed in love.

I was lying down and I could see thanks to the mirror above me how weak pathetic and helpless I looked, completely naked with my very white skin and how scandalous my giant hips looked, which made my tiny penis look even smaller.

Mr. Darius was lying next to me dominating me completely with just one hand.

"What did you call it, little bitch?"

His enraged voice scared me a lot. I didn't know what to answer, I just wanted to please him, make him happy.

"A penis sir ... is a small and pathetic penis sir" I stuttered trying to please him.

Mr. Darius tensed his middle finger with his thumb, like when someone hits an insect with his fingernail.

He brought his huge hand to my little penis.

I trembled with fear.

"What's the name of this pretty little thing?"

"It's a small pathetic and white penis."

Mr. Darius hit my pink glans with his nail ... the pain was intense, instinctively I tried to bring my hands to my crotch but it was well held, I could only lift my thick thighs to try to cover my pink penis.

I screamed like a wounded animal, and began to cry again, my crying was feminine and childish, the crying of a little girl.

“Calm down pretty little girl, relax… take it easy”

I squirmed trying to calm my pain as my tears rolled down my cheeks, he was watching my reactions fascinated and had begun to caress my fat thighs.

"It hurt me sir, that hurt a lot."

I groaned, pouting, which, as my mother had said, was the sexiest gesture I had, highlighting my lips that were already pursed all the time.

Mr. Darius's face softened and for a moment his eyes expressed surprise and fascination, he was delighted, he seemed as bewitched by my pout as I was bewitched by his scent.

I smiled, animated and proud to be able to provoke that reaction, but because of having lost my sad look and my pouting of whore, he got out of his trance and turned his gaze to my crotch.

"You say it hurt, but I see that cuteness down there looks very happy."

I looked down and was surprised, my pink penis was still erect and even a little transparent liquid sprouted from the tip.

"Let's try again, what is the name of that little beauty you have between your legs?"

His caresses had resumed and he raised his hand over my hips approaching but never touched my micro penis.

That was.

"It's a small, cute and white micro penis sir."

The pain of a new blow forced my back to arch and my legs to shrink again on my belly, trying to make me a ball.

My scream this time was even more wild, and tears flowed again.

Mr. Darius began to stroke my hair and kiss my wet cheeks, while reassuring me ... and again I believed him, again let him comfort me.

"Quiet baby ... it's over, beautiful, it's over, everything is fine ..."

When I could stretch again and the pain was already bearable, I was sobbing and trembling like the leaves of a tree in a gale.

I looked into my jailor's eyes and although I had to hate him for the pain he had caused me, my chest was beating excited by his beautiful golden eyes, my heart felt warm and excited when Aiyden was kind to me.

"Now listen to me well, only real men have penises, you don't, you don't have a penis, this cute little thing is not a penis, and you won't call it that again, understand?"

"Understood sir ... but then what should I call it?"

"This is not a dick, it is not even a penis ... this is a clitty here, naughty girls have clittys, this is a dicklet here, pretty Sissys have dicklets"

Mr. Darius began to caress my chest gently sending electricity through my nipples, down my belly until he reached my peach-shaped ass where he stopped and stroked one of my buttocks, then climbed up my hips again and this time I touched Finally my pink glans with his powerful thumb.

I stopped shaking and lay down again in bed, staring in terror and adoration at this black god. My little penis ... no, my little clitty surprisingly was still totally hard, I purred with happiness the pleasure of feeling his caress on my sensitive glans had me at the border ...

"Do you have a penis?"

He asked again this time more calmly, looking me in the eye while stroking my dicklet.

"No sir, I don't have a penis." I said meekly. Trembling with fear and expectation, but with no intention of escaping, if he wanted to hit my clitty again, he could do it whenever he wanted, my survival instinct was overcome by my most primary instinct, being obedient submissive and docile in front of this black man .

"No, you don't have a penis ... what do you have little filly?" His thumb was stroking the tiny hole in the tip causing more liquid to spill.

“I have a clitty sir, I have a cute little dicklet”

"Very good princess, and why do you have a clitty?"

The pleasure of being caressed in my dicklet had me dizzy and stunned, seconds after reaching that gap that was scratching since I breathed the scent of this black bull.

So answer if you think too much.

"Why I am not a man ... I am a small and weak white boy." I thought you would like the answer, I really believed it.

The blow I received this time in my clitty made me howl in pain.

Mr. Darius did not release me at any time, until I calmed down again, crying like a helpless girl.

I had failed him again, again I was wrong and that hurt me more than the physical punishment I received.

“It seems that you have not learned anything, which makes me sad, you are a little girl you are a beautiful and cute Sissy, you are not a boy”

"I'm sorry, forgive me, sir, I'm sorry, I'm sorry ..." I cried and screamed begging him. "But I'm not gay."

The next blow hurt me so much that I could not articulate any sound because the air had escaped from my lungs, I was shocked for a few seconds, and then I shrugged again snorting in pain with clenched teeth.

"Silly little bitch, do you think I would touch a nasty homosexual?"

His voice was furious and indignant.

I had crossed a line, it was obvious that he didn't like that word.

"Excuse me, sir, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I would never think that, you're the most ... masculine and manly man I've ever met in my life, I just said I'm not gay ... I'm sorry ... Ahhh ... for God's sake!"

A new blow of his nail against my erect clitty made me see lights in my head.

I was writhing and screaming like a crazy woman about five minutes.

When I had recovered, I was breathing heavily while crying pathetically.

"Excuse me sir, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry ... but I'm not a Sissy"

"Alexis, you still haven't learned, you still think you're a boy, a man, and I can't allow that ..."

He finally released me.

He got up from the bed and standing in front of me looked at me angrily.

"You think if you like men that makes you gay, but to be gay you have to be a man, and you're not Alexis, you're a little woman, a little girl, a delicious Sissy."

While Mr. Darius was talking, I had got down on my knees at the foot of the bed being at the right height of his crotch where he can admire his leather and gold belt.

His "thing" was still swollen and hard, he was still trying to escape his confinement.

“You've been watching my cock all this time, do you think a man sees another man's cock like that?

"No sir," I replied, unable to take my eyes off his beautiful bulge.

"Who likes black men's cocks, Alexis?"

"To the women and the Sissys ..." I said softly.

"And you are a woman or a Sissy?"

"I don't know sir, I really don't know"

Mr. Darius looked at me from his incredible height, disappointed.

"We will do this Alexis, I will show you a real cock and if you can see it and leave without touching it, I will admit that you are not a Sissy, that you are not a little white girl, I will do absolutely nothing, I will not move a muscle, I promise" .

My head was a mess, on the one hand I wanted to give up and accept that I was a Sissy, a little girl, but on the other I didn't want to admit that I was gay,

I did not want to give the reason to all the children who had laughed at me throughout my life,

I didn't want to prove my mother right, who seemed determined to turn me into a homosexual,

I did not want to agree with Alika and the girls, who treated me as one of the group rather than as a man,

But more than anything, I didn't want to disappoint Aiyden, he expected from me a friend, a brother, not a gay boy.

It was my chance to prove, and prove to myself that I was not a gay boy, if I could do this, or rather not do it, I would prove that I was a man and not a Sissy.

It was easy, all I had to do was see that "Thing", and go home to start a new stage of my life.

"I just have to see her, right sir?" I asked shyly.

"Just that, and you can go ... but if you decide that you don't want to leave and you want to touch it you will have to admit that you are a Sissy, a pretty little girl and beg me to let you touch it."

"Okay I accept"

It was impossible for me to beg to be able to play one ... One of those things.

I knelt and straightened my back facing the zipper of this powerful man, I wiped the tears from my face and with a delicate movement I placed my hair behind my ear so that my eyes didn't get in the way.

Mr. Darius took off his shirt, meanwhile letting me see some powerful pecs, huge shoulders, and a abdomen with a six pack, which thanks to its skin color looked like a delicious chocolate bar.

On his belly was a line of hair that was born in his navel and was lost inside his pants.

Mr. Darius was still standing before me, with his hands behind his back.

I looked up to see why he wasn't doing anything.

A funny smile adorned his handsome black face.

"Put my pants down, Lexy, I can't move, remember? I promised."

"True, sir, excuse me."

I directed my hands to his belt and noticed that I was shaking and it wasn't because of the air conditioning, my throat felt dry and my heart was beating wild.

My nipples were still erect and cherry red, my clitty was hard and pressing refusing to lose his erection despite the punishments received.

My hands awkwardly unbuckled the belt, and then the gold button on his pants that felt like silk, I could see his black underwear.

"You should lower both items at the same time, it will be much easier and faster for you."

Mr. Darius's voice was something mocking, malicious.

But after thinking about it I came to the conclusion that he was right, if he lowered his pants and boxers at the same time, I would have less risk of touching his "thing."

I arm myself with courage and sticking my delicate fingers in the elastic of his boxers I began to slowly lower the two garments. Following the path drawn by the hairline of her abdomen, I began to discover her lower belly, and I could see more of that dark and curly pubic hair.

I went down more and finally the first part of that beast appeared, I stopped scared, it could not be real, it was like seeing a tin of soda, but make of dark black flesh.

"Go ahead Alexis continues ..."

"Yes sir".

Lower both garments further, mentally calculating the size, one inch, two inches, three ... the musky scent that had hypnotized me came off that place with overwhelming intensity, this time without lotion that covered the essence of male sweat, my mind felt immediately blurred ...

... four, five inches, and more and more of that black meat monster ...

... six inches, seven, eight ... by God it never ended, ?, the veins that crossed it were as thick as my little finger and beat beating blood to that huge appendix, they needed liters to fill this wonder ...

... nine inches, ten ... by God, this was unreal ...

…eleven…

Only the head was missing, and I was now a little inclined to be able to reach the height of Mr. Darius's knees, his boxers were huge but tight, logically to be able to contain that beast, and finally flipped the last part .

Again I received a sudden blow, this time on the face, the huge black penis jumped up like a spring and had hit my chin and face leaving a trace of liquid on my face.

I walked away instinctively, and listened as Mr. Darius laughed happily.

"It's not fun ..." Do not finish talking, be speechless before that monster of black meat.

It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my whole life, it was as thick as a can of Coca-Cola, and if my calculations were correct half twelve or thirteen inches, it was curved up,

where the curve began, at the bottom there was something similar to muscle, a knot in the middle of that preciousness that made it look primitive and brutal.

The curve was so steep that his head touched his abdomen.

For God's sake, whose head was beautiful,

a huge, swollen mushroom-shaped head, so large that it still protruded from the sides of the thick stem of that magnificent cock, like an umbrella with dark purple skin.

A dark vein as fat as my clitty, down from the head to his crotch where he joined his two huge testicles, my gaze was once again bewitched by my new discovery, his huge balls were as big as tennis balls, and hung up Half thigh because of how heavy they looked.

Holy God! the scent that was released ... I was getting high, it was pure and undiluted male musk, it was the most masculine and refined sweat a man can offer.

It was perfect.

"Do you like it? Do you like my big black cock? ”

Mr. Darius made no move, just stood there proud and confident looking at me with a smile on his lips.

"Now all you have to do is take your clothes and get out of here, and prove you're a man."

My heart skipped a frightened beat at the thought of leaving at that moment.

I shook my head negatively energetically.

I tried to answer but I realized that I had so much saliva in my mouth that I was escaping from the corner of my lips, so I swallowed and while I was cleaning my saliva from my mouth my black god spoke again.

"You don't want to leave?"

I denied again I couldn't stop seeing that beauty in front of me, my hands were shaking from wanting to touch it, but my submissive instinct reminded me that I couldn't touch it without your permission.

"You know what to do then ... beg me to let you touch it."

I licked my lips and with a trembling voice for desire I began ...

"Please ... please ... Mr. Darius ... please please ... let me touch your beautiful penis ..."

The slap he gave me hurt more from the surprise than from the force in it.

I looked scared.

"This is not a penis, white boys have penises ... real men have cocks, black men have big black cocks."

I nodded quickly.

"Excuse me sir, you're right, this is a beautiful and big black cock."

I got closer to him and sucked his male musk in heat.

"Please ... please ... sir let me touch your huge, gigantic, perfect, beautiful, precious, and big black cock, I beg you."

I entwined my fingers as if imploring a god in a temple, there was no temple but Mr. Darius was my new god.

“I could let you touch it but… I'm not gay, and you're a boy, I don't let men and boys touch my black cock, I'm not gay and I don't let gay men touch my black cock.”

I couldn't stand it anymore, my anus was dripping that strange moisture and it opened and closed so hard it was causing cramps in my belly.

I am not a man sir ... I am not a boy ... I am a cute little Sissy ... I am a little white girl in love with the big black cocks, please let me touch you sir, I am your little Sissy, your little princess Sissy, your little woman , his tender and sweet filly… please let me please touch his beautiful, powerful and perfect black cock. ”

My entire body was begging for his permission, my huge ass lifted back for him to see from his height, my nipples were fully exposed with my chest forward, my back arched feminine, my huge eyes looking directly at his golden eyes, and My whore lips making the most exaggerated pout in history.

"Please ... Daddy" I don't know why I used that word, but it sprang from my soul.

Mr. Darius opened his eyes taken by surprise and his huge cock gave a powerful heartbeat.

"Say it again".

I looked at him with my beautiful gray eyes, rocking my ass from side to side.

"Please ... Daddy."

"Okay, my little Sissy, can you touch ..."

I didn't let it end, I pounced towards his between my leg, my right hand tried uselessly to surround that thick black cock, I still had two inches between my index and thumb, it was hot, burning, it was smooth as silk and hard as steel to At the same time, and she felt so alive, with the beating that forced my fingers to open and close my grip.

My left hand took one of the gigantic balls and caressed it while I lifted it to feel its weight, it was like lifting a glass full of milk, and I shuddered to think that these testicles were also full of milk, man milk.

“Quiet little girl…”

Again I didn't let the sentence end and I buried my face in his crotch, more exactly between his huge black cock and his big black balls, I could feel his hot cock resting in my head, I could feel his weight, his incredible weight.

My nose was submerged in the curly black African hair and I took a deep breath ...

And my body tensed ... my penis throbbed painfully, my nipples burned with cold fire but what hurt me most was how empty my anus felt, which opened and closed feeling abandoned.

My new owner showed his power to read my mind and caressed my pursed anus with his middle finger.

"Damn it ... you're burning, and you're soaked ... you're a complete doe, you're amazing princess, you were born to be fucked."

And he put two fingers in one stroke ...

My brain was flooded with endorphins, when I felt an explosion in my anus that convulsed around the huge black finger that desecrated it.

"I'm cumming, daddy"

I screamed feminine as my whole body exploded in my first orgasm of my life.

My clitty finally exploded, throwing a crystalline liquid like water and little thick, identical to saliva and that had nothing to do with milk.

When my clitty spit out the first load of thin, transparent juice, my anus closed by trapping Mr. Darius's fingers for about three seconds, and then released.

Another two seconds passed and again my clitty spat another teaspoon of juice, while my anus caught the phalanx that desecrated me, letting out more moisture ... again my anus opened ...

I was moaning like crazy, if someone was listening I would think that I was the girl of that moaning video that was on the internet,

every time my sphincter closed, my mind went blank and my body tensed with pleasure for three or four seconds and again relaxed ...

The third time I arched so much that I almost broke my spine, my anus this time closed for a full five seconds and more liquid drained from my anus.

The fourth time was as intense as the previous one, but although my anus was still acting the same, my penis no longer spit a shot, all it did was drool a long string of that rare transparent juice ...

My anus contracted another three times, all equally slow, the drooling rope that came out of my clitty reached the bed covers making a huge wet puddle.

All the time my orgasm lasted, I hugged my man's huge leg, breathing in groans, drugging myself with his essence.

The last squeeze my sheath gave me left trembling with my face sunk in my male's balls.

"Damn it ... I knew you were a natural Sissy but ... this is ... Lexy beautiful ... you could never be a man, you just had a multiorgasm, and look at your semen ... it's almost water, there shouldn't be a single sperm there, you're the most feminine Sissy I've ever seen, by the powerful Oggun look how you left my fingers, look. ”Mr. Darius's voice was astonished, and fascinated.

I looked up from my shelter between his legs and looked embarrassed at his fingers, I thought they would be stained with ... horrible things,

but I was surprised to see them wet and bright covered with a thick and abundant drool, similar to the baby lotion we used at home to massage mom and me.

Without any trace of ... anything, when he parted his fingers to form the peace symbol, two strings of that sticky liquid hung between his fingers and did not break showing how thick it was.

Was that normal? I asked myself.

And I was more surprised to see how my black god put his fingers to his nose and smelled with passion that sticky moisture, and then licked one of his fingers, closing his eyes to enjoy it more ...

I kept stroking his big black cock, so I felt like it got harder and hotter the moment he licked his finger.

"Damn it, Lexy ... you're amazing, you have sweet taste ... you don't have an anus ... you have a vagina, a boypussy" He looked at me from above, I was hugging his leg with one hand and with the other he was masturbating his huge cock .

When he looked at me, all I could do was kiss him at the base of his beautiful and powerful cock, which beat happily with my pampering.

"Come on filly try your own honey."

I didn't want to lick my own "honey" as he had called it, but it was an order and my submissive instinct forced me to obey.

"Yes sir".

I licked suforefinger, and it was true that honey was bittersweet, like tasting condensed milk, but diluted, although in the end I left a salty taste on the palate.

"I'm sure your milk tastes a thousand times better, daddy."

I murmured as he fellatio his huge finger, until it was clean.

"An orgasm and you're already a little bitch ... you're amazing, beautiful."

"Can I ... (muack), please ... (muack), please ... (muack), suck… (muack), you… (muack), big… (muack) black… (muack) cock… (muack), daddy… (muack)? ”

My hands were stroking his huge balls while between words he kissed the base and the ebony abdomen of my new daddy.

I felt his cock jump excitedly threatening to explode.

I walked away and forced that powerful black snake to be in front of my mouth, and looking at my black bull, I made the most pathetic and submissive face I could, I blinked flirtatiously shaking my huge eyelashes and my whore lips pursed in a sexy mouth of duck.

"Please daddy, your Sissy filly is hungry, give him some black bull milk."

My *** looked at me in amazement and almost unable to react he smiled.

"Do you want little milk? Well, you better earn it, now open that mouth of bitch you have and start working."

“Yay! Thank you daddy! ”I stopped stroking her black skin and clapped childishly, while jumping.

"Do it now bitch, I need you to milk me, I'm about to cum just seeing what Sissy you are."

That made me feel powerful and important.

"Yes daddy".

I took his big black cock with both hands and again forced it down to my height, because that beast was determined to look at the ceiling, so powerful was his erection.

I stroked the twelve inches of thick and hot black meat, and I wet my lips, which was easy, because again I was salivating like a hungry bitch.


I looked at Daddy and he looked at me, and without taking my eyes off hers I approached the huge bulbous purple head and gave him a tender and innocent kiss right in the hole of his cock.

The black snake gave a powerful beat and I felt like a teaspoon of liquid shot out, falling on my thick lips, for a moment I became disillusioned thinking that my daddy was already cumming...

"That's only pre semen, princess, when I cumm, believe me you'll know."

I passed my tongue anxiously through my wet lips this time if I wanted to taste this taste.

It was salty and a little bitter, and completely delicious.

I took out my tongue and licked my new black lollipop, it tasted delicious, so I kept licking it while looking at my new daddy in the eyes.

“It's delicious, daddy”

"It's good that you like filly, now open big and say Ahhh."

"Ahhh ..." I said obediently and felt how he pushed his huge head into my little mouth.

It was huge, barely smaller than a billiard ball, so I started salivating even more and little by little I was putting that huge mushroom head in my mouth, I didn't want to make Daddy mad.

Daddy groaned gutturally, as men groan, not as my female squeals in heat.

His hands caressed my black hair and played with my strands.

In a moment Daddy held me stronger and pushed his huge head into my mouth, I was completely full and for a moment I felt that my jaw would dislocate, it didn't happen.

I made noises while trying to lick and breathe at the same time.

"Breathe through your nose, bitch."

I did it, at first it was painful and difficult, but after a few minutes I was already moving my head back and forth, eating more and more black cock.

"You are natural Lexy, not many can even with the tip and you already have five inches inside."

His flattery made me purr and lick his orifice with the tip of my tongue, which caused his cock to beat and another bit of semen to bathe my tongue.

Delicious.

My man pushed his incredible cock more, and the tip touched the bottom of my throat, and my uvula, my gagging reflex activated causing me to choke.

"Quiet baby is very soon, it is amazing what you have done so far, I did not even have to teach you and you know how to use your teeth, you are a natural cocksucker, you were born to adore the black cock."

And it was true, I instinctively knew how to treat that beautiful snake, my mouth adapted almost immediately to its size and thickness and my teeth only lightly touched its delicate skin to give it more pleasure but never hurt.

But I wanted more, I wanted to be the best cocksucker this ebony god would have had.

So I pushed myself forward and my head buried in my throat, stretching it to the fullest, and thanks to its huge mushroom-shaped glans, the cock was trapped in my narrow throat that closed behind its head.

The animal growl my *** made told me that he loved my action.

"For beautiful Oshun, you don't have a throat, you have a vagina."

Mr. Darius held my hair tightly.

"Thanks daddy" I tried to say but with my throat and mouth full, only wet babbling and saliva came out of my mouth.

I began to move my head back and forth again, this time my limit was the bulbous head that was trapped in my esophagus while trying to get out, and little by little I was eating another inch and then another.

My goal was to be able to touch his pubis with my nose, to be able to show that I could eat all that delicious big black cock, and also because I wanted to drown in its aroma again.

Daddy stretched his huge arm and his hand easily reached my fat ass, stroked it a little and then gave it a spanking butt, my buttock jerked like jello.

I groaned through the spanking and my mouth clenched around his cock, my teeth bit softly, punishing him for the spanking, Daddy groaned delightedly.

I felt his fingers get between my tight mare buttocks and look for my boypussy, when his finger touched the entrance, my clitty got hard again and my nipples began to prick again, swelling and getting erect, all my skin bristled preparing me to A new round of orgasms.

Daddy put his two fingers inside my boypussy, which was still producing Sissyhoney, which was good because Daddy started to fuck me with his fingers, I didn't know if my anus matched the movements of his fingers, or it was Daddy who was following the contractions of my sphincter… when daddy put his huge fingers in, my boypussy opened to let them pass and when he pulled them out my pink sheath closed to not let them go.

I was like that for about twenty-five minutes and when I was missing about three inches of delicious black meat, I felt daddy tense and accelerate his thrusts but without forcing the rest of his black snake, I felt like it was beating, so strong that my head opened and stretched my throat at the height of my tits.

“Little bitch, your boypussy is very tight, I think you have the tightest vagina I've ever felt in my life, and besides, your boypussy is biting, I don't know which of your two vaginas I like best, your mouthpussy or your boypussy, both They are hungry and tight. ”

My boypussy squeezed without me wanting to, trying to win the competition,

but then I forced myself and threw myself forward and ate two more inches, the bulbous head was now between my ribs.

And knowing that a huge black cock was almost in my stomach, put me on the edge of the cliff, but I would not dare to cumm before my daddy, so I accelerated, I took almost the entire cock from my throat until only the head was trapped in my tonsils and again I swallowed it until there were only three inches left.

My two hands squeezed the huge balls I had been playing with all along.

but now I used one of them to caress my own throat and I noticed the perfectly marked outline of the huge cock that I was eating, his head was drawn obscenely every time I reached the height of where I would have my Adam's apple, it never appeared, and So I caressed that powerful cock over my own skin and the magic happened.

I could feel his already huge cock swelled up even more, and it got so hard that I thought it would tear me inside, his head swelled so much that for a moment I thought he would drown me but forced me to breathe through my nose and I could get over it.

When Daddy felt his own orgasm approaching he put a third finger in my boypussy and accelerates the pulls out, my body ready for another orgasm, or rather another chain of orgasms was also trembling in anticipation.

My clitty was throbbing and jumping ... but I wasn't ready yet.

It had taken me almost half an hour to eat ten delicious inches of dark chocolate, but I no longer had time… putting in and taking out was already frantic, Daddy took me by the head and fucked my mouth like it really was a vagina.

And taking advantage of it when he pushed me to his pubis, I threw myself forward, the last two inches went down almost to my stomach, and my nose hit his pubic hair, I breathed desperately, in principle because if I stopped breathing through my nose I could I drowned, and even more importantly I wanted to get high again with my favorite drug.

"I cumming Sissy, eat it all."

My black bull, buried his fingers as deep as he could go in my boypussy and left them there while with his other hand he looked for one of my nipples and pinched it sharply.

I groaned loudly and my mouth clenched his penis sucking with all my might.

I felt his penis beat and shot a huge load of a thick and heavy pudding directly into my stomach.

My narrow anus tightened with more force and more time before relaxing, Daddy left his fingers still inside me, I don't know if for my pleasure or for being focused on his own.

My clitty didn't shoot this time, I just got totally erect and drooling a thick rope from my crystalline Sissy juices.

Daddy shot three balls of semen, straight in my stomach but I wanted to taste it, so I backed away from him feeling like the bulbous head caressed my throat and when it locked in my esophagus I only backed up more strongly, a sucking pop rang out. loudly and finally he had his huge head inside my cheeks.

A fourth load of semen shot out, it was as much as eating half a yogurt in one bite, filling my cheeks with milk, it looked like those of a squirrel.

It tasted exquisite, just tasting that salty and strong flavor made my anus tighten for a good seven seconds of ecstasy, my brain burning with pleasure, a new load forced me to swallow quickly, and so load after load, to count four, and I drank all his delicious man milk.

I pulled my man's purple head loudly which caused another sucking sound when my thick slut lips clung around his head.

I pointed his beautiful cock at my face, two wads of semen flew over his huge hole and covered my face, my mouth wide open and my tongue hanging like a thirsty bitch.

For the first time you can really see and feel semen, it was thick, sticky, heavy, hot and white, very white, nothing like the juice of Sissy that flowed nonstop from my clitty.

Daddy snorted happily as he continued with his fingers pinned to my anus, which had had the same amount of orgasms as his cock, ten.

My legs were shaking like jelly and my ass was soaked with "honey" again.

Daddy took his fingers from my narrow pink sheath, and took all his semen from my face, and then put those fingers smeared in his milk and my sissyhoney in my mouth, where again I started to suck hungry as if I hadn't been eating cock a few seconds ago.

When I left his fingers clean, Daddy finally looked at me directly, his body was soaked in sweat, and without thinking I hugged him from his ass and pulled him close to me and kissed his abdomen, then lick his salty sweat directly from his black skin .

I lowered my licks and kisses through his pubis and ended up kissing again that huge black cock, which was now half erection, a little soft and this time curved down, and yet its mushroom head was larger than my full dicklet.

I kissed his head thanking him for the food, but my kisses of thanks became more and more passionate and sticking his tongue out again I already had it in my mouth licking and sucking out any remaining semen I had trapped.

“You are insatiable little filly”

Mr. Darius looked at me proud and happy.

“You are the best cocksucker I have ever met, a dozen bitches have been able to put the head of my cock in their mouths and only half a dozen whores have been able to eat my twelve inches, and no woman or Sissy could eat all my cock at first attempt ... in short you are the best sucker, the best, and the most feminine Sissy I have ever had, and with a little work you could be the most beautiful female of all. ”

I laughed naughty and flattered

"Thank you daddy".

And for the first time in my life I was the best at something.

At school I was not the fastest and I would never be strong, I had no talent like music, painting or poetry, I was an anonymous person, one more of the bunch, who sat down to admire the powerful and strong Aiyden and the agile sexy cheerleaders , but without the slightest hope of matching them.

But now I had finally discovered my talent, for the first time I was the best at something, the best.

I had always been surpassed by all the men around me and worse still by all the women, always the weak and the little one, the only thing that stood out was in the studios, and I wasn't even the best at it just a little above the average.

But Mr. Darius now gave me the title of best cocksucker, "THE BEST", the only one who could have completely eaten his beautiful and gigantic cock on the first attempt.

It was a natural little slut, a perfect Sissy, a mare in heat and even when they seemed insults, to me they sounded like royal titles granted by an African king to one of her commoners.

And my little chest swelled with pride, I loved being the best cocksucker this huge black bull had ever had, it was obvious to think that tens or maybe hundreds of women and Sissys had sucked and worshiped this beautiful black cock, but only I had managed to swallow it completely in our first meeting.

Daddy let me play with his big black cock until he was totally erect and gurved again, and the knot in his middle part was hard as a stone.

Then he threw me toward the bed again, I fell laughing, and looking at him lasciviously I caressed my nipples, going down to my boypussy, where I stretched my legs and spread my buttocks so that I could see my pink sheath totally wet making him winks.

"Damn sissy beautiful, are you making fun of me?"

"I would never do that daddy ..." But again I opened and closed my boypussy, while pouting with my whore lips.

"If you want me to fuck you so much, I will ..."

I clapped femalely

"Thank you daddy…"

“But I will fuck you like who you are, like a whore with a giant ass of a mare. Get on all fours, bitch! ”

My body trembled in anticipation and I turned quickly.

My instinct told me how to take a position, I buried my face in the blankets, and arched my back, pulling my ass not only towards my male, but also upwards.

My knees parted so that my fat thighs exposed my dicklet, which this time was totally limp, but I didn't care,

A girl doesn't fuck anyone, girls get fucked, and I was a little white girl.

My hands held and separated my huge buttocks to offer my boypussy to my man.

"You're perfect Alexis, the perfect girl, and now I'm going to make you a woman"

I groaned with desire.

I felt his hot head approaching my burning boypussy and half an inch from arriving he stopped ... the heat between them could feel even without touching us ... and then ...

A telephone bell broke the charm we were in.

"What the hell?".

Daddy's voice was furious, even more so than when he was punishing me.

And he leaned toward his pants to take the loud cell phone.

"Don't daddy, don't answer." I turned to see it.

"This cell phone is only for emergency princesses stay quiet.”

"Yes daddy". And I stood there waiting in that humiliating position that strangely seemed to me completely natural.

"Hello?"

Papy answered sharply. And then a silence.

"What the hell are you saying? Are you sure? Have you called your ****** yet? ”

Daddy was silent every time he answered and his face became increasingly worried.

But the really important thing was that his beautiful big black cock lost his erection second to second.

"Damn it, I go out in a moment, I want to talk to them first, try not to talk to any lawyer while I arrive"

Angry he hung up and opened a huge shower that was hiding in one of the onyx walls.

"Daddy?" I asked scared and disappointed.

"Sorry princess, I have to leave right now, there was an accident and ... get dressed I'll take you near your school."

"But daddy ..."

"Obey girl"

"Yes daddy".

"Wait for me in the car, you can't take a shower with me because I'd end up fucking you, you're too beautiful."

He said it angry and distracted, it wasn't a compliment and that's why I liked it more.

I got out of bed, I had to go down one of the sides because the whole part of the front was soaked in my juices, there was no daddy because I had eaten all his milk.

I dressed in a hurry, hating my ugly clothes this time more, it was horrible boy clothes, and I was not a boy it was a Sissy.

Go down to the garage, passing again in front of those empty guest rooms.

And I got into the elegant Maserati, I was frustrated angry and hot, I wanted Daddy to fuck me ... no.

I needed him to fuck me, to possess me, to ride me, to become a little woman.

Sulking I leaned on the glass.

I could feel the fatigue of all the emotions of the day and my two rounds of orgasms cover my small body.

So I closed my eyes trying to rest a little, and fell asleep almost immediately.

"Princess ... wake up ... Alexis ... beautiful ... wake up"

I felt how they shook me and I heard the thick and deep voice of a man trying to wake me up.

But why did he tell me those beautiful words more appropriate for a girl? I vaguely remembered a dream where a huge black god made me a beautiful little girl, but it was just a dream and now I would wake up in my bed to start another common day.

"Sissy wake up now."

The voice this time was more direct and firm.

I immediately obeyed, opening my eyes, it was already night, and I was inside an elegant leather-lined car, and next to me opening the door and offering me his hand a handsome black man who seemed to merge with the night surrounding the car at night He looked at me smiling, his suit this time was black including his shirt and tie.

"We're already beautiful ... sorry for not being able to finish our thing, but I have to go."

Mr. Darius now again was a gentleman, and not the powerful and angry god who dominated me in his house, my brain had to admit that everything I remembered was real.

I rubbed my eyes like a sleepy kitten, and looked where we were.

A Starbucks on the side of the road lit the night with its tables and outdoor chairs covered by umbrellas.

I recognized the branch as the one two blocks from the school.

Many people who were drinking coffee on that hot night watched the scene curiously.

"Come on princess, down."

"Okay daddy ... Sir.".

I didn't know why but calling him daddy out of bed didn't seem right.

Mr. Darius looked at me intrigued but when his cell phone rang again he sighed and offered me his gigantic hand.

I went down ... and I was about to fall, my legs felt weak and shaky, but my black knight caught me and helped me to sit on one of the chairs.

My bike was already recharged on the side of the table.

"Are you okay Alexis?"

"Yes sir".

The huge black male looked at me one last time and getting into his expensive car he left without looking back, I kept watching the car until it disappeared in the distance followed by other cars that crowded the street.

My mind was paused, I felt nothing, I didn't think anything, it only existed, with my eyes lost in the infinite.

"Miss? Here is your drink, are you all right? ”

I looked up from my trance and looked at a young girl, maybe my age, but blonde and fat, with a face full of acne.

She had also called me miss, she also believed that I was a girl ... which was not strange because I was a hundred times prettier than she and I had a better body.

"My drink?" I asked foolishly.

"The gentleman who just left bought it for you."

The fat young woman handed me a pink and blue drink, so colorful that it seemed to have come out of a cartoon for little girls.

"Thank you".

"And he gave me this one for you too."

He handed me a napkin with a written message.

“You are unique, incredible, almost unreal.

You are the perfect existence,

Submissive and wild.

The perfect girl, pink, small and fragile,

But sexy, hot and sensual.

I didn't believe in the existence of girls like you,

I didn't believe in fairies and unicorns,

Now I know that you are a fairy, you are a unicorn.

But unicorns can't be stolen,

They volunteer to their owners.

And underneath there was a cell phone number

"That drink is a frapuccino unicorn, that man must love her very much."

"Thank you". I repeated

The girl looked at me with envy and anger and then left.

I brought the straw to my lips ... my whore lips that still had the delicious taste of semen, and I drank that colorful drink.

And when the sugary artificial flavor hit my tongue, erasing the rich salty taste of the black male's milk that I had… I began to cry outrageously.

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