Though it was some years ago I still remember this night as if it were yesterday. I was a pretty effeminate male who believed up till that night that I was hetero. I had a girlfriend and would on occasion have intercourse with her. This was not a regular thing but I just accepted this as normal for a teenage girl. After all, she was gaining popularity being my girlfriend as I was a popular person and was not judgemental of others.
From a young age, I was enrolled in ballet as well as swimming and gymnastics. I was gifted with athletic abilities which established the rise in my popularity. An older friend of mine who taught one of my ballet classes started a business of her own. She provided entertainment for parties and asked me if I could help her out for a while. I loved the idea as it would give me more of a chance to dress as a girl which I had enjoyed since putting on my first pair of tights years earlier.
I had on occasion gone out fully dressed in 6" heels, minidress, nails you know pretty much the whole; package. All the years of ballet sculpted my young body into one easily mistaken for a female. But more than that I loved how it felt to give my assumed status away and become submissive, weak, and at the mercy of a naturally dominant person. As with so many others who grow up in this lifestyle I too had been persuaded to suck a coach's cock or two from time to time but had not considered that abnormal or thought it an act of a gay man. Truthfully, I kind of liked it though it felt almost natural to take a strong dick into my hands and mouth and stroke it until it exploded down my throat. Needless to say, I accepted the offer from my friend and began going out on calls as an entertainer for sexually open-minded couples and parties.
On that particular evening, I was asked to go to a ritzy part of town that was expected to have a rather large crowd. When I arrived my bodyguard opened my car door where I immediately noticed a large group of black persons outside. I pretended I was not initially a bit frightened having a minute amount of knowledge interacting with them.
Once inside my bodyguard explained the ground rules and then I was whisked off by a few of the more prominent black gentlemen. I started my performance slowly dancing around in a thong and pantyhose, 6" heels, and rubbing up on those nearest. Both men and women gathered around closing any exit in case I may need to dismiss myself if things got out of hand. After a few minutes, several of the men began to test the rules by rubbing my legs and then my ass even sticking their fingers very close to my boi pussy. I looked towards my bodyguard and could not find him anywhere. I did my best to remain calm despite a few of the men pulling out their black cocks and stroking them. As the song ended I timidly excused myself but could find no way out of the inner circle. Two of the men positioned themselves in front and behind me. Their black dicks are rigid and large. Much larger than anything I had previously experienced.
The fingers that had been searching for a way inside my thin nylon veil of protection had found their way into my virgin hole. I squirmed and explained I was not gay and that I was uncomfortable, however they paid no mind to my meaningless vocalizations. I was lifted off the ground legs pulled apart and lube squirted in my ass. One of the men in front of me asked me if I was ready to become a woman. Before I could answer a cock the size of a coke can pushed against the lips of my tight hole. I was lowered onto this massive black boner causing an immediate outcry. I howled in pain but this did nothing to dissuade their advances. The women around me laughed as he quickened his pace each time shoving it farther and farther inside me until I could feel him in my tummy. At this point, his pace and force quickened each thrust and stretched me more and more until I was taking his whole cock. From tip to the tunnel I began to feel joy until I exploded my cummy bears all over his stomach and chest, this only served to escalate the situation.
I was lowered to my feet, my legs had turned to jello. I stood there with my ass freshly gaped and dripping from the monstrous load from a formidable victor. Some of the women could be heard mocking and questioning my manhood. the unimpressive bulge which protruded just enough to mistake it for a wayward tube of chapstick seemed to draw the most unwanted attention. I thought to myself what it takes to be a man then considered what I had just done. I concluded that I was no longer a man at all. Once one has taken the pinnacle of masculinity deep inside their most precious of acreage they lose everything to the more dominant suitor. As it should be I thought. I steadied myself found my other high heel and was pushed to my back onto a pool table just off the main room, another black God aligned himself for a relay event as I tried to roll over and push myself up. Saying "please not again" though I did want another the truth was I was sore and concerned that I would forever be left wide open lacking the ability to control my movements in the future. A few others held me down and spread me wide once again as I prepared to head into round two."OMG," I cried out. This magnificent bastard was even larger than the first. He pushed past my guard gate and blasted his way into my throne room, I came instantly all over myself. From this point on things become mildly impressionable. I had passed out numerous times waking long enough to reveal another invader and then another. I was filled with so much superior black seed by all-natural explanations I could have started my own NBA team franchise, had I been a woman.
The following afternoon I can remember being lightly shaken accompanied by the sweetest little voice. Her name was Sarah and she said"You had better get up and get ready" you only have a few hours until we start seeing clients. I thought to myself this poor girl is confused as I would be leaving once I was fully awake and dressed. I started to say something as Sarah interrupted "follow me, I laid out a few outfits for you to put on here on the bed" " now hurry and get in the shower". This was too much being as good my last conscious memory was being a shish kabobbed between two stallions just as the sun was coming up. But here I am a few hours later being groomed for a repeat performance but I just haven't the heart to tell the girl she was wrong and that I had to be going. After all, I had a girlfriend and a life to get home to.
From a young age, I was enrolled in ballet as well as swimming and gymnastics. I was gifted with athletic abilities which established the rise in my popularity. An older friend of mine who taught one of my ballet classes started a business of her own. She provided entertainment for parties and asked me if I could help her out for a while. I loved the idea as it would give me more of a chance to dress as a girl which I had enjoyed since putting on my first pair of tights years earlier.
I had on occasion gone out fully dressed in 6" heels, minidress, nails you know pretty much the whole; package. All the years of ballet sculpted my young body into one easily mistaken for a female. But more than that I loved how it felt to give my assumed status away and become submissive, weak, and at the mercy of a naturally dominant person. As with so many others who grow up in this lifestyle I too had been persuaded to suck a coach's cock or two from time to time but had not considered that abnormal or thought it an act of a gay man. Truthfully, I kind of liked it though it felt almost natural to take a strong dick into my hands and mouth and stroke it until it exploded down my throat. Needless to say, I accepted the offer from my friend and began going out on calls as an entertainer for sexually open-minded couples and parties.
On that particular evening, I was asked to go to a ritzy part of town that was expected to have a rather large crowd. When I arrived my bodyguard opened my car door where I immediately noticed a large group of black persons outside. I pretended I was not initially a bit frightened having a minute amount of knowledge interacting with them.
Once inside my bodyguard explained the ground rules and then I was whisked off by a few of the more prominent black gentlemen. I started my performance slowly dancing around in a thong and pantyhose, 6" heels, and rubbing up on those nearest. Both men and women gathered around closing any exit in case I may need to dismiss myself if things got out of hand. After a few minutes, several of the men began to test the rules by rubbing my legs and then my ass even sticking their fingers very close to my boi pussy. I looked towards my bodyguard and could not find him anywhere. I did my best to remain calm despite a few of the men pulling out their black cocks and stroking them. As the song ended I timidly excused myself but could find no way out of the inner circle. Two of the men positioned themselves in front and behind me. Their black dicks are rigid and large. Much larger than anything I had previously experienced.
The fingers that had been searching for a way inside my thin nylon veil of protection had found their way into my virgin hole. I squirmed and explained I was not gay and that I was uncomfortable, however they paid no mind to my meaningless vocalizations. I was lifted off the ground legs pulled apart and lube squirted in my ass. One of the men in front of me asked me if I was ready to become a woman. Before I could answer a cock the size of a coke can pushed against the lips of my tight hole. I was lowered onto this massive black boner causing an immediate outcry. I howled in pain but this did nothing to dissuade their advances. The women around me laughed as he quickened his pace each time shoving it farther and farther inside me until I could feel him in my tummy. At this point, his pace and force quickened each thrust and stretched me more and more until I was taking his whole cock. From tip to the tunnel I began to feel joy until I exploded my cummy bears all over his stomach and chest, this only served to escalate the situation.
I was lowered to my feet, my legs had turned to jello. I stood there with my ass freshly gaped and dripping from the monstrous load from a formidable victor. Some of the women could be heard mocking and questioning my manhood. the unimpressive bulge which protruded just enough to mistake it for a wayward tube of chapstick seemed to draw the most unwanted attention. I thought to myself what it takes to be a man then considered what I had just done. I concluded that I was no longer a man at all. Once one has taken the pinnacle of masculinity deep inside their most precious of acreage they lose everything to the more dominant suitor. As it should be I thought. I steadied myself found my other high heel and was pushed to my back onto a pool table just off the main room, another black God aligned himself for a relay event as I tried to roll over and push myself up. Saying "please not again" though I did want another the truth was I was sore and concerned that I would forever be left wide open lacking the ability to control my movements in the future. A few others held me down and spread me wide once again as I prepared to head into round two."OMG," I cried out. This magnificent bastard was even larger than the first. He pushed past my guard gate and blasted his way into my throne room, I came instantly all over myself. From this point on things become mildly impressionable. I had passed out numerous times waking long enough to reveal another invader and then another. I was filled with so much superior black seed by all-natural explanations I could have started my own NBA team franchise, had I been a woman.
The following afternoon I can remember being lightly shaken accompanied by the sweetest little voice. Her name was Sarah and she said"You had better get up and get ready" you only have a few hours until we start seeing clients. I thought to myself this poor girl is confused as I would be leaving once I was fully awake and dressed. I started to say something as Sarah interrupted "follow me, I laid out a few outfits for you to put on here on the bed" " now hurry and get in the shower". This was too much being as good my last conscious memory was being a shish kabobbed between two stallions just as the sun was coming up. But here I am a few hours later being groomed for a repeat performance but I just haven't the heart to tell the girl she was wrong and that I had to be going. After all, I had a girlfriend and a life to get home to.
