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Dominant Black Transsexual Cheerleaders
by T.S. Severe

Copyrighted 2009 Rachael Ross all rights reserved. rache696@yahoo.com
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/rache/www/index.htm

Synopsis: The new boy finds himself lusting after Stacy, a black
cheerleader and the hottest girl in school. When he hooks up with her
at a party though, Stacy reveals her huge secret and turns the boy
into her cock worshipping, faggot love slave.
Story Codes: tg/m, reluctant, oral, anal, petting, size, interr, D/s,
humil, ws

Note: I just wanted to write a stroke story to fulfill a strange
request from a self-professed fan. He asked me, "Have you ever written
a story about Dominant Black Transsexual Cheerleaders?" and I thought
about that and wrote him back. "Not yet. Give me a couple
days." ...And so I wrote it quickly and tried to avoid a whole lot
hard work and effort at anything silly like character and plot
development. Sometimes, the only point is the point and why try to
disguise it as literature? -rache

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Dominant Black Transsexual Cheerleaders
(for lack of a real title)

by T.S. Severe



I was the new kid in school, our family recently moving into town, and
the first thing I'd noticed were all the black kids. Not that I was
prejudiced or anything, but where we'd lived before everyone had been
white mostly. Not for any real reason, except that's the way it had
been.

My new high school had a lot of black kids though, maybe a third of
them, and the second thing I noticed was how beautiful the black
chicks were. I mean, they seemed almost exotic to me and I couldn't
help staring at some of them. They were all gorgeous teenage girls,
like sixteen and seventeen, or even eighteen probably, and my first
few days were spent walking around sorta lost as I got used to the
place and with a boner in my pants that refused to go down!

One of the hottest had to be a girl named Stacy. A cheerleader and an
eleventh grade junior like me. She must have been seventeen and just
amazing to me. Stacy was tall and slender without being skinny,
definitely not that! She had a serious body, toned and hard and
colored like chocolate. I loved her long, smooth legs and large, firm
tits, and especially her beautiful face. She looked like teenage
goddess as she moved through the school and I had several classes were
her and I spent those hours just staring and fantasizing about the
girl.

I didn't think she'd even noticed me though. A skinny white boy, good
looking enough that some girls noticed, but not a girl like Stacy
probably. I'd made a couple friends right away and even met a couple
girls, you know, white girls who seemed interested and we talked a
little. Some of the black girls seemed to like me too, especially my
blond hair, kind of long and curling around my shoulders, and my blue
eyes. I suppose everyone likes things that are different. I liked
Stacy though and she barely glanced at me.

After the first full week of school, this guy named Dave invited me to
a party. He was another white guy and seemed pretty cool, him and his
friends were taking care of me and showing me how stuff worked around
my new school and the city as well. Everyplace is a little different
and I was glad to have friends anyway.

"You like Stacy huh?" Dave chuckled as we sat down for lunch and I
just nodded as the girl sat with her cheerleader friends on the other
side of the cafeteria.

"Everybody likes Stacy," a guy named Kevin grinned. "All those chicks
over there."

"They're pretty awesome," Brad, another of my new friends agreed.

They were talking about the half-dozen black girls sitting with Stacy.
Like the hottest black girls in school, all of them beautiful, all of
them cheerleaders, and all of them probably stuck-up like you wouldn't
believe. They sat at their own table and whispered and giggled and so
far as I could tell, everyone avoided them, which seemed really weird.
At my old school, girls like that were always getting hit on by the
football jocks or whoever, but these girls didn't even seem to have
boyfriends really. Not that I could tell.

The only exceptions seemed to be that every now and again one or two
of them would sit down for lunch and a white guy would be with her.
Usually a cute one, a good looking white boy who would carry the
girl's lunch tray, her books too maybe, and sit with her, but
otherwise seemed to be largely ignored by the other girls. I couldn't
figure it out and every time I asked, my new friends just shrugged and
either didn't know or didn't want to tell me what was going on.

Anyway, Dave invited me to a party and that sounded cool. Being
sixteen like I was, all I wanted to do was party and especially hook
up with some hot black chick. My old girlfriend, Sharon, had been
fifteen and I'd liked her just fine, but she wouldn't fuck or anything
like that. I tried too, believe me, but I couldn't even finger the
girl because she worried about her virginity so much. I eventually got
her to suck my dick and that was cool, even though she hated it...or
said she did anyway. All girls love sucking cock, everyone knows that,
but she liked to complain if I came in her mouth or whatever.

All my new friends had been telling me how black girls liked to fuck,
Dave especially kept telling me I had to hook up with a black girl and
he knew the perfect one for me!

"Stacy likes you," he told me and I looked at him doubtfully because
she didn't even know I was alive.

"How do you know?" I asked him and he just smiled.

"She's gonna be at the party too," he told me. "She asked if you were
gonna be there."

"She did?" I had to smile at that, but I had some doubts too, like
probably he was just jerking me around. Having a little fun with the
new kid, you know.

"Yeah," he assured me. "Stacy likes white guys a lot."

"Does she have a boyfriend?" I wondered, because I hadn't noticed one
if she did and Dave shrugged.

"So you're coming, right? I'll pick you up at the Seven-Eleven, that's
where we're gonna meet."

"Yeah," I agreed. "I'll be there."

And that Friday night I finally met the girl of my dreams.

"I told ya, man!" Dave grinned at me as he introduced us. "Is she
awesome or what?"

"Hello," Stacy said in a soft, breathless sort of voice and held out
her hand. "I was hoping you'd be here."

"Hi," I smiled back at her, holding her fingers for a second and just
drinking the girl in with my wide blue eyes.

Stacy had to be a couple inches taller than my five foot nine and in
her heels she seemed even taller. She wasn't quite so dark as some of
her friends, but more of rich chocolate color with warm brown eyes and
thick, black hair that fell around her heart-shaped face in kinky,
curling waves. I loved her hair almost as much as I loved her body!
Jesus! This chick was healthy, like toned and athletic almost. She had
narrow hips and nice, big tits. Firm ones too and perfectly formed so
far as I could tell, and barely contained in the tight, one piece mini-
dress thing she wore.

She knew what she wanted too! We talked for a little while, finding a
corner at the edge of the party and drinking some sort of punch with a
lot of alcohol in it. I had a couple glasses and started getting sorta
buzzed, horny too and I kept looking at Stacy's log, long legs and
perfect tits, feeling my cock swollen stiff in my jeans. She knew what
I wanted and I guess Stacy didn't mind, less than an hour after
meeting her, she led me upstairs towards the bedrooms and as soon as
we were on someone's bed...

"Mmpph..." I groaned into her mouth as we laid side-by-side.

Stacy had opened right up for a deep, soul searching kiss and my hands
were all over the girl. I rubbed her back and shoulders and while
Stacy sucked my tongue, I reached for her tits and found them just as
firm as I'd imagined. I squeezed her through her dress and felt
Stacy's fingers in my blond hair, holding my face to her kiss. We made
out fully clothed for a good fifteen or twenty minutes probably, until
we'd both gotten hot and sticky with desire.

I ran my hand down her back, all the way to Stacy's perfect ass and
felt her thong as it disappeared between her firm, round butt cheeks.
I tugged her Lycra dress upward, getting the stretchy material around
her hips so I could caress her bare skin and Stacy didn't stop me at
all. She seemed to love making out and when I started pressing my hand
low behind her, sliding my fingers down as I followed her thong, she
didn't stop me the way Sharon would have. Stacy even spread her legs,
lifting the left and putting it over my thighs so she was half-laying
on top of me.

When I felt her hand on my cock, massaging my erection through the
denim of my pants, I was in heaven. I just knew I'd fuck this girl
soon. My first time ever, I'd finally lose my virginity and to a
seriously hot black girl no less, a cheerleader all of seventeen years
old. My heart hammered and my lungs burned as we swapped spit and
breathed each other's moans and sighs. That girl could kiss and Stacy
squeezed my cock nicely, working me through my clothes while I tried
to find her asshole with my fingertips. I loved her ass and I hadn't
even gotten a real look at it yet, but I would soon enough, I promised
myself. I was going to put this bitch on her hands and knees and fuck
her like a dog!

"Like this..." Stacy breathed after another long while of making out and
bringing my cock to throbbing life in my shorts.

I had no idea what she was doing at first, but I wasn't about to argue
or stop her. Stacy pushed herself up and me onto my back as she
straddled my stomach with her widespread legs. She crawled up my body
that way and I watched her beautiful face as she looked down, smiling
and playing with my hair and caressing my face with her long, red
fingernails. She wanted me to eat her out or something, I figured,
like Stacy intended to sit on my face and I'd never licked pussy
before in my life, but I was willing to try anything just then. She
had me so hot, I'd have licked her dirty feet if she wanted me to.
Hell, I would have licked her sweet, brown asshole if it meant I got
to drill her pussy afterwards!

"You like me, white boy?" she asked, teasing me with a husky giggle
while she sat lightly on my chest.

"Oh yeah," I breathed, holding her hips and gazing up at her taut
tummy and amazing tits, her smiling face and caramel eyes. She totally
ruled me right then, you know? The girl was sitting on me, petting me
like a toy, and anything she wanted to do would have been fine with
me! I'd worship the girl, no doubt.

"Suck on this now," she whispered, using her hands to lift the front
of her skirt and for just a split second I saw the pouch of her
thong.

It bulged!

And then Stacy had pulled it aside and freed the biggest cock I'd ever
seen in my life! It was dark like the rest of her, firm and thick, but
not yet completely hard as she slapped my gaping mouth with it. Her
balls hung low in a loose sack of supple black skin and she had no
pubic hair at all, just an impossibly large cock and huge balls and
she held my head with one hand and pushed her cock into my mouth with
the other. I'd been so shocked and surprised that I hadn't even tried
to stop her! As soon as I felt the smooth, pinkish glans stretching my
lips though...

"Noooompph!" I tried to yell, pushing at her and trying to twist my
body away

"Shut the fuck up!" Stacy hissed, frowning as she slapped my face with
a stinging left hand. "Suck my cock, faggot!"

I tried turning my head and I even tried punching her in my
desperation to get away. I hit her thighs and back with my fists, but
I couldn't get a real swing and this chick...this guy? She was solid!
Athletic and healthy, and even muscular in a toned sort of way, Stacy
ignored my punches and clocked me on the temple with a black fist that
sent stars shooting into my dull brain. It was lights out for awhile.
Seconds? Minutes? I had no idea how long that one punch had knocked me
out, but when I woke up Stacy had her cock in my open mouth and her
hands gripping my head.

"Eat my dick, cocksucker!" she commanded in that obscenely sexy,
breathless voice she'd been using all night to get me hot for her.

I blinked back tears of humiliation as I felt her cock stretching my
lips and sliding across my tongue. I couldn't fight her. I'd tried and
it hadn't done me any good. My head hurt, my face felt bruised, and I
was crying while Stacy raped my mouth. I surrendered completely,
feeling ashamed and embarrassed beyond belief. How could this happen
to me? Why was it happening? I didn't deserve it, that's what I was
thinking.

"You're my little white bitch now," she told me. "Use your tongue,
faggot. Lick my cock, suck on it!"

I did it, slowly at first, tentatively moving my tongue around beneath
her long, black prick. It had to be eight inches long, maybe more, and
much stiffer than it had been at first. Stacy's cock felt like an iron
rod wrapped in silky, brown skin. There was no give to it, no
flexibility whatsoever as she pulled my head off the pillow and
another inch filled my mouth. She didn't move her hips at all, she
didn't fuck my mouth, Stacy just used her strong hands to move my face
back and forth along the shaft.

"That's good, bitch," she nodded, smiling as I started using my tongue
a little more. "Watch your teeth...Suck...Yeah, suck that black cock,
faggot. All you white pussies love that black dick, huh?"

"Unghhp!" I gagged as the head of her cock found the back of my mouth
and Stacy giggled, relaxing for a second so I could cough weakly and
catch my breath.

"Try again, faggot," she told me a moment later, and for the next ten
or fifteen minutes she taught me how to pleasure her with my mouth.

Stacy's cock was much too large for me and I could only suck about a
third of it between my tightly stretched lips, but she didn't seem to
mind. I'd resigned myself totally to what we were doing, having no
choice in the matter. If I didn't do it, she'd just beat me down and
I'd end up sucking her off anyway probably. My stomach churned and I
felt sick with shame and guilt. My eyes were wet with tears and if I
closed them Stacy would slap my cheeks until I looked at her again.
She wanted to see me looking up while my face was impaled on her
thick, black tool.

"Yeah, faggot...Hmmmm...Good cocksucker," she'd tease me. "You've done
this before, I think. You love sucking cock, don't you?"

If I tried to deny it, she'd slap me and tell me not to talk with my
mouth full. When Stacy pulled the top of her dress down, I saw her
perfect tits jutting outward from her body and I knew why they were so
awesome then. They had to be fake, of course, but even so the sight
was amazing. The bottom of her tits were smooth and light brown,
curving upward to her long, dark nipples. Enjoying that vision,
feeling the sick stirring of lust for Stacy's female body, only made
it worse. I was sucking her cock, but the rest of her seemed so
beautiful...I felt confused and hopeless, helpless too as I washed her
precum away with my tongue.

"Lick my balls now, pussy..." Stacy urged me, shifting forward as her
wet cock slid across my face.

She settled over my mouth and I had no choice but to open as wide as
possible, taking her silky soft scrotum and one of her balls between
my lips. Stacy held my head and rolled her hips, riding my face as I
sucked her sperm filled orbs one at a time, bathing them with my
tongue. She seemed to like that a lot and much to my own disgust, I
realized my hands were on the girl's ass. I didn't remember reaching
for her, but I must have and now I held her soft, warm flesh while I
nursed on her silky scrotum.

"Ummm...Good," she nodded, working my head around between her smooth
thighs. "You're going to be my favorite pussy from now on, I can
tell."

I didn't know what was going on, but somewhere inside me I found
myself enjoying at least a part of what was happening. Stacy looked so
sexy, despite her huge cock and balls, and she felt wonderful in my
hands. She smelled like perfume, like flowers tainted with the sexual
musk of her excitement. My senses were filled with her, my head
reeling with conflicting emotions. I hated myself for what she made me
do. I felt ashamed and humiliated, but the taste of her dark skin
wasn't terrible. The flavor of her scrotum as it filled my mouth
wasn't unpleasant. The idea was horrible, but the physical part...Why
did I start liking it?

Maybe because I had no choice. That's what I told myself. Stacy forced
me to do these things and once she'd finished with me, I'd run! I'd
never see her again and I'd try and forget what had happened to me,
never breathing a word of it to any living soul as long as I lived.
But for the moment, while it was happening, I had to live with the
fact that I enjoyed the attention. I liked the feel of her fingers in
my hair, her firm, round butt under my hands, and the view of her
dominant form towering above me like a black goddess.

Perhaps Stacy sensed that about me or maybe she'd done this before,
but soon enough she'd pulled her balls away from my mouth and
undressed me. I didn't stop her or even try to get away; I just let
her take off my clothes as if I was a child. When Stacy pulled down my
pants and then my boxers, exposing my pale cock and balls, she laughed
lightly at how small I looked compared to her. I wasn't hard though
either, my cock lay there soft and pink, shriveled up by circumstance,
and my embarrassment only worsened.

"Such a pretty little clit," Stacy teased me, rubbing my flaccid cock
and smallish balls with a gentle hand.

Worse than that was when Stacy took off her dress and thong, showing
me just how wonderful her body really was. Except for her cock and
balls, Stacy looked every inch like the beautiful, sexy black woman
she pretended to be. A college coed with high, proud tits and a flat
tummy, long smooth legs and an ass that men would drool over. And her
face, perfectly made up and utterly feminine. She could have been a
model, I swear, with her generous smile and warm eyes, a smallish,
pert nose that didn't look typically African at all to me.

"Shhh...Kiss me now," Stacy whispered, covering my body with hers and
kissing my mouth lightly at first.

I didn't want to kiss her. She was a man, I told myself, but she
didn't look like one and I ached so badly inside. I felt lonely and
filled with anguish, struggling to find something I could cling to.
Stacy had broken me somehow, that's how it felt. She'd stolen my will
and assaulted my ego until I had nothing left but the need to be
comforted, even if it was in her arms. I'd have never imagined tat
anyone could dominate me so quickly and easily, but Stacy had done it
and now she slipped her tongue into my mouth and pressed her tits
against my chest.

We kissed. I let her kiss me and I kissed her back, accepting her
tongue between my bruised lips even as I felt her rock hard penis
grinding against my own soft, weak genitals. My hands found her back
incredibly smooth and warm as I stroked her supple flesh. I licked her
tongue and suckled on it, moaning softly as her pointed nipples
pressed into my chest, her firm tits flattened against me. I could
feel everything and my skin tingled, my heart hammered and rushed hot
blood through every part of me.

Stacy's cock moved across mine, sliding wetly back and forth as she
humped herself between my widespread legs. I could feel her heavy
balls as well, soft and teasing as they moved against my own. I gave
into her completely. I became eager and willing and my legs wrapped
themselves around Stacy's waist. She was fucking me then, we both knew
it, fucking my body without actually penetrating me at all. I felt
like a girl somehow, or how I imagined a girl must feel when she's
helpless and trapped beneath someone larger and stronger.

My confusion only increased when Stacy moved away from me, but without
breaking our kiss. She kept her mouth on mine, but turned her body so
that she could pull my hand to her cock. Stacy wanted me to jerk her
off while we made out and God help me, but I did just that. I wrapped
my fist around her thick pole and stroked her slowly while she tongue
fucked my mouth. Jesus! She seemed huge too, like I keep saying,
Stacy's cock was rigid as steel, hot and amazingly heavy as I worked
my hand blindly along the shaft. Her precum leaked from the head and
spilled across my fingers and I massaged the slippery fluid across the
silky skin covering the swollen muscle beneath.

*FLASH*

I blinked as I looked up, breaking our kiss and momentarily blinded as
I saw a grinning Dave standing near the bed with a camera in his
hands.

"Wha...?" I started trying to ask, but Stacy pulled my lips back to hers
and extended her tongue to tease mine in a sloppy, open mouth kiss.

*FLASH*

Dave took another picture and another, chuckling to himself and I
realized I hadn't even let go of Stacy's cock. I still jerked her off,
kissing and moaning into her mouth while Dave captured it all on his
digital camera. My humiliation was complete, but still I couldn't
stop. Stacy wouldn't let me and I didn't want to for some reason. I
didn't do anything to resist her when Stacy pushed my head down to her
tits so I could lick and kiss her fat nipples for the camera. I held
her cock and nursed on her tits and then went lower at Stacy's
insistence.

"Suck it again, faggot," she told me, moving my mouth to her cock and
I opened for it. "Ahhh...This white pussy loves black dick!"

I took the head and an inch or two beside, holding her cock in my fist
as I started sucking her off. Every now and then another blinding
flash would try to distract me, but Stacy wouldn't let me go. She kept
my face on her cock and pushed me down until I choked and coughed, my
cheeks bulging outward with the effort. Up and down, taking as much of
her as I could for Dave and his camera. I must have sucked Stacy's
cock for five long minutes while I jerked her off in time with my
bobbing head.

"Make me cum, faggot!" she gasped. "Oh, fuck! Here it...Comes!"

I had no idea what to expect and her warning came only seconds before
the first violent spurt of salty semen filled my mouth. I swallowed
thickly, having no choice at all as Stacy held my head tightly with
both hands. I couldn't pull away and her cock pulsed rapidly, spewing
ball juice into my unprepared mouth. It squirted out the corners of my
lips and quickly overflowed to spill down her throbbing shaft. I
swallowed again and coughed, choking on the snotty texture of semen as
it slid down my throat.

"Look up," Dave said, taking another picture as Stacy pulled my mouth
of her prick and thick jets of semen flew at my flushed face.

She wrapped her fingers around my hand so that she could rub her
cockhead all over my cheeks and nose, across my lips as her orgasm
slowed. Stacy made a real mess of me and Dave got it all with his
camera. Long strands of semen dripped from my chin, blobs of the stuff
sticking to my face as I caught my breath. Stacy kept rubbing her cock
over my skin, spreading the stain of cum until it covered every part
of me with a thin, milky glaze.

"Sit up...Smile for the camera, cocksucker!" Stacy told me, yanking my
head upward as she got on her knees.

They posed me like that, smiling in a daze of confusion at the camera
with Stacy's semi-hard cock slapped against my cheek. Her glistening
black skin was covered with semen and she had me lick her cock clean
with my tongue. I felt my humiliation like a knife in the guts and I
hated myself for what I was doing, but I cleaned her slowly and
swallowed the salty slime like she told me to. I got beneath her,
between her thighs and licked her balls clean as well, pressing my
nose against the musky, puckered hole her anus. I took her balls in my
mouth as I'd been taught, sucking them gently between my lips one at a
time so I could bathe them thoroughly with my tongue.

"Got what you need?" Stacy asked Dave and the boy nodded.

"Yeah," he said, taking one last picture of me on my back with Stacy
sitting on my face. "I got it for you, Stacy."

"Good," Stacy nodded and jerked her head towards the door. "Get out of
here now."

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"Ughmmm..." I woke up wincing.

"Shhh...Don't worry, pussy," Stacy whispered in my ear. "This is gonna
be nice."

We were on our sides with her firm breasts and hard nipples pressed
against my back, my left leg was bent and lifted high with the crook
of my knee caught over her arm. Stacy had me spread and vulnerable,
with her thick cock pressing against my already sore anus. The woman
was stretching my hole, slowly but surely, and making me gasp as I
blinked in the early morning light. I had thoughts of getting away, or
trying to, but she'd taken complete control over me. Stacy had already
fucked me twice during the night anyway and perhaps that was the real
reason I wasn't resisting. She'd totally broken me.

"Again?" I whined in a plaintive voice. "But it's morning..."

"I love your faggot ass," she sighed and then pushed deeper into my
asshole with a hard grunt. "Ugh! Fuck...Tight little whore!"

"Owww...Slow! Please, Stacy..." I shut my eyes tightly against the
discomfort.

"Slow?" She kissed my neck with a soft giggle. "You know you love it."

Her left hand had been playing with my chest, rubbing my flat tits and
burning nipples, but now she moved lower and I gasped with humiliation
when Stacy found my hard cock. I'd gotten excited by this, as much as
I tried to deny it and pretend that I wasn't. My body was giving away
my secrets and Stacy's gentle fist wrapped itself around my small hard
cock, jerking me off in time with her thrusting cock.

She squeezed and tugged at my sensitive member so that my precum
spilled down the shaft and gave her some lubrication to make it even
better. I couldn't help the movement of my hips as I hunched myself
instinctively against the pleasure, and of course that only served to
drive my ass against the thick manhood that impaled me.

"It...Oh! Hurts!" I groaned, attempting to maintain some small shred of
dignity against all reason.

"You're not a virgin anymore, slut," Stacy thrust again, spearing me
with half of her long, black cock. "So quit acting like one."

She let go of my dick, perhaps sensing that I was getting close to
cumming and wanting to be cruel. Stacy brought her wet hand back to my
chest, playing once more with my sensitive nipples and there was a
fire burning inside me. I moaned and continued to work my ass against
her cock, feeling her stretching my rectum and enter my bowels. My
mind rebelled against what we were doing, but my body accepted her
eagerly and I had no control over myself. It wasn't fair and I was
nearly in tears, wishing she would stop and desperate that she
wouldn't.

"Uhhh...Stacy, please..." I tried to beg, but all I could do was take it,
the beautiful transsexual working her prick in and out of my rectum
easily now as I stretched to accommodate her.

I could feel Stacy's old sperm from just a few hours before, greasy in
the depths of my bowels and being churned by the cock fucking me
relentlessly. Her strong hand dug into my hip, urging me to move my
ass and fuck myself on her cock the way Stacy liked it. Her other hand
stroked my blond hair, tugging at my scalp so that I had to tilt my
head, turning my face until she could kiss me. That was the most
humiliating thing of all perhaps, the way I accepted Stacy's tongue
inside my mouth while she raped my ass.

"Horny little fuck!" she breathed, pulling her lips away while I
swallowed our saliva. "Yeah, work that ass, faggot! Fuck me! Fuck my
cock!"

I was doing it too, telling myself that I only wanted her to orgasm
quickly and leave me finally. I'd thought sucking Stacy off for the
camera would have been enough, but she'd fucked me twice during the
night, taking my virginity and making me cry like a little girl. Stacy
had raped me, that's the only word for it. She'd taken me on my belly
like the little bitch I'd become, forcing her cock into my virgin ass
and raping me for a painful twenty minutes before Stacy ejaculated
deep in my bowels.

After that shameful experience I'd become much more compliant with her
perverse desires.

"Well, well...Still at it, I see?" A female voice pulled my big blue
eyes to the bedroom doorway and I stared at her as she scratched her
thick black hair and stretched like she'd just woken up.

Veronica was another cheerleader, one of Stacy's friends, and wearing
nothing but a pink, loosely tied bathrobe. Like all the girls in their
small clique, she seemed incredibly beautiful and hardly a high school
girl. The real surprise came when her robe opened far enough that I
could see Veronica's long, black cock and wrinkled ball sack hanging
between her perfect legs. She was a boy too? Except, not a boy at all...
Like Stacy, she was something else altogether and my mind reeled
drunkenly.

"Dave..." I gasped a second later as I noticed my friend kneeling naked
at the black girl's feet. He held onto her left leg like a little boy
clutching at his mother and I stared as he licked upward along her
exposed thigh.

Stacy took advantage of our new audience and slammed her cock inside
me as far as she could. I could feel her smooth, plum-sized balls
against my skin, soft and warm as she began to grind her pelvis
against my ass. I saw the other girl's eyes go to my hard little cock,
pink and wet and moving wildly as we fucked. It slapped my tummy with
soft wet sounds that only added to my embarrassment and it was clear
that Veronica was amused, even pleased by what she witnessed.

"The little faggot likes it, huh?" the high school senior smiled at
Stacy. "I didn't think he would. What a homo."

"He's a sweetie," Stacy giggled, holding my back against her perfect
tits. "Can't get enough of my cock," she said into my ear. "Can you,
pussy?"

"I see that," Veronica stared at us, reaching down to stroke Dave's
head and pull his upturned face closer to her flaccid cock. Her black
fuck pole had to be six inches long just hanging there and Dave kissed
it just before Stacy pulled my mouth back to hers for another kiss.

I was almost gagging on her tongue as it filled my mouth and I moaned
weakly, shivering with humiliation. Veronica watched us, Dave too,
although he seemed more preoccupied with kissing and licking the
girl's long black cock for the moment. But still, how could this have
happened? He'd brought me to this party and introduced me to Stacy,
all the while knowing she wasn't a real girl at all. How had I become
a cocksucking fag? Because that's what I had to be now. Stacy had made
me her little white bitch and now she had her cock up my asshole and I
burned with excitement as much as humiliation.

"Are we going to get some breakfast or what, girl?" Heather, another
of the black cheerleaders from school appeared over Veronica's
shoulder. She grinned at us, not looking surprised at all to see Stacy
fucking me. "Hey, Stacy. Having fun, girlfriend?"

"Lots of fun," Stacy agreed with a breathless giggle. "This pussy
fucks like a Bangkok whore!"

"Heh! Maybe I'll have to try some of that sometime," Heather laughed,
touching Veronica's shoulder with a delicate hand." Come on, everyone
else is waiting. I'm starving, Vee."

"Wait," Veronica shook her head staring with obvious interest at the
way Stacy's huge cock stretched my hole so easily. "I want to see a
little more."

"You just want this faggot to suck your balls dry!" Heather giggled,
looking down at Dave who had taken the head of Veronica's hardening
cock into his eager mouth.

"Shhh...Don't bother my pussy, girl!" veronica laughed, reaching down to
cradle Dave's head as she gave a little push of her hips. "Fuck! What
a mouth on this white boy!"

While I was trying to understand that Dave was sucking Veronica's cock
just as I'd sucked Stacy's the night before, Stacy decided to give our
audience a real show. Or maybe she'd just grown tired of all the
foreplay and wanted to get off finally. I hoped so. Watching those two
girls from school watch us was a torture of the worst sort, but still
my cock refused to go soft. My heart wouldn't stop pounding and my
lungs labored for every breath of cool air I could get. I felt
electric and ready to beg for my own release, to do anything if it
would unburden the urgent ache in my belly.

"On your back, slut!" Stacy said, "I wanna do you right."

"Oh, that's sexy!" Heather giggled and shook her head at me as Stacy
pulled my legs over her shoulders, fucking me face to face like I was
a real girl and she was a real man.

"Be nice, Stacy!" Veronica laughed. "That white boy don't know up from
down anymore, look at him!"

My ass rolled off the mattress, my knees nearly touching my shoulders
as Stacy pinned me helplessly to the bed. She pumped me hard with a
straight shot into the burning confines of my asshole. I moaned loudly
and then gave a sharp yelp of pleasure and pain when Stacy's swollen
cockhead found my prostate. She caressed me there, or so it seemed,
rubbing that sensitive spot and making me like it. Her big, sperm
filled balls slapped my ass mercilessly and the sounds of our fucking
filled the bedroom.

When Stacy came after a good four or five minutes of that, she was
kissing me deeply once more. I sucked her tongue like a slut, with my
eyes closed and my hands clutching her ebony thighs as Stacy held her
spurting cock deep. Hot semen flooded me with what had become a
familiar, soothing sensation. I was being used by her, filled with her
rich sperm, and contrary to every expectation I might have had, I
wasn't fighting it at all. I was too busy cumming with her, my smaller
dick jerking between our bodies as my semen spread in a thin, sticky
glaze. Stacy's supple tummy rubbed against mine as she kept her stiff
cock lodged inside me and the pressure against my own much smaller
penis was everything I'd needed.

"Don't move..." Stacy breathed, "...Now I can finally piss."

"Wha..." I blinked up at her and the gorgeous transsexual still had her
prick balls deep inside me, not completely hard any longer, but not
soft either...and then I felt it.

"Ahhhh..." Stacy sighed happily and I jerked beneath her, suddenly
desperate to get away, but that proved impossible.

"No! Stop...God!" I shuddered at the unexpected sensation of my bowels
being inundated with hot piss. Stacy was urinating inside my ass!

"Shhh...Shut up, pussy!" Stacy's brown eyes were full of humor as she
let her bladder go completely. "You love it anyway. You came like a
little girl."

"No...Oh!" I gave a short gasp, but I couldn't deny the truth. My orgasm
covered both of our bodies; we both knew it and I burned with
embarrassment.

I could feel dirty pee and who knows what else leaking out of my
sphincter as it stretched around the base of her thick shaft. A wet
spot rapidly grew beneath my back and Stacy pissed for several minutes
before she was satisfied and pulled her quickly deflating cock out of
my drenched asshole. A wash of fluid followed immediately, the
unmistakable smell of urine rising from between my still spread
thighs. I shivered and lay there with my blue eyes growing wet. I was
flushed with humiliation, my degradation acute and utterly complete.
Almost.

"Come on. You know what to do," Stacy urged me gently. She was waiting
for me, kneeling expectantly on the bed and my surrender was total.
"Yeah, clean my cock nice, faggot. Fuck, you're sweet."

I'd gotten on my hands and knees, on the nasty puddle the bed had
become, licking the length of Stacy's dirty cock slowly. I kissed it
all over, even took it into my mouth and suckled with an eagerness not
entirely feigned. I tasted a violent, acrid mix of flavors and tried
to forget where that prick had been and what Stacy had been doing with
it. I washed her cock with my mouth for five minutes, until it began
to show signs of getting hard for what would have been the fourth time
that long night and early morning, but thankfully Stacy didn't seem to
have quite that much stamina.

"My balls too, cocksucker," she said and I did it. I dropped my mouth
low, turning my head so I could take her heavy ball sack between my
lips. I washed Stacy testicles carefully, worshipping the heavy orbs
with my tongue until at last she seemed satisfied.

"That was a lot of fun, pussy," Stacy said, kissing me one last time
on the top of my head. "I'll see you at school on Monday."

She got off the bed and started retrieving her thong and the lycra
mini-dress she'd worn the night before, leaving me to lay there, red
faced and crying, smelling of piss and sex. Stained with it now. The
others had left already, before we'd finished our fuck, and I had no
idea how I was supposed to face any of them again. How could I go to
back to that school, knowing about Stacy and Veronica and Heather,
knowing why those white boys followed them around like puppies.

I didn't want to move from that place. I realized I was holding my
cock in my fist. It had grown hard again while I'd mouthed Stacy's
dirty cock and balls and I was jerking off as I lay there in her
cooling piss. In the cum that continued to spill out of my bruised and
well-fucked ass. I stroked my penis slowly, already on the verge of
another orgasm, remembering all too well how it had felt being fucked
by Stacy's big, black cock.

"You okay?" Dave asked me from the open doorway and I blinked at him,
frozen with my hand around my dick and lying on that stinking bed.

"Yeah, but...Stacy made me...do things," I answered weakly and he smiled.

"You're in the club now," he told me. "Better get used to it."

"What club?"

"I don't know. The black cock fan club," he laughed. "There ain't any
name for it, but you're in it. Get dressed and I'll give you a ride
home."

I wasn't sure what my friend was talking about, but he was right...I was
deep in it now and Stacy wasn't ever going to let me go.


end
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