Sissi (Bi)

He goes down on his knees and eagerly begins to lick your bull’s hard cock. His training wasn't exactly easy, but worth it. He’s still mostly acting as if he doesn’t like it, but his actions have been betraying him for months now. He has become an expert cocksucker: focused, dedicated, eager. He still can't take the whole huge cock, but you're positive that eventually you’ll turn your new husband into a deepthroater, too.

He kisses the black man’s glans licks the small opening - you noticed that’s one of his signature moves, you never told him to dot that, but he always does, like he subconsciously can’t wait to taste some of your bull's pre-cum on his hungry little tongue. He’s rewarded as usual, and licks off the crystal clear drop, before taking the glans in his mouth, sucking it, letting his tongue play over it – you get from the reaction of the black man, He loves your cucky’s oral caresses.

“Balls!", you order.

He still tends to neglect them, focusing on the black shaft, but on your command dutifully puts the sack into his mouth and takes care of the heavy dangling black balls, licking them, taking them both into his mouth and sucking them like candy.

You sit on the bed and gesture our bull towards you. He grabs your husband and throws him onto the bed, you take his face between your hands and look into his watery eyes.

“I've decided to grant you a very special honour for this our special occasion, hubby.”

He looks at you questioningly.

“You don't have to wait today: as my wedding gift, I’ll let my beloved bull plough YOU first. Isn't that great?”

He gulps, then nods.

“Yes. Ma’am. Thank you Ma’am!”

You lean back against the headboard and smile at your lover.

“You don't mind waiting for my pussy a little longer today, hm?"

He chuckles and shakes his head.

“Not saying one hole is as good as the other any more, babe. Your holes are the Best…”

“Awww. You're such a romantic…”

“But your little husbands’ holes are nice, too. As long as my baby Momma is here, I'll have my fun.”

You lean over and kiss him, while he positions himself behind your husband's quivering pale white ass.

“I love you!”

You look into his deep dark eyes. You never said it to him, but in your wedding night with your cuck with the bull's bun in the oven, it seems - the right moment.

Your lover looks at you, sighs and...

“I live you, too!”... and kisses you again.

You hear your husband wince and giggle into the kiss. You know that must hurt him more than being fucked. You could see in his eyes over the past months how his lust and admiration for you has tuned into something like genuine love. He even said it to you when you informed him that you’ll marry. That was funny. You had a good laugh. Encouraged him to say it again if he feels like it. Very entertaining.

You put a hand on your beloved bull's steel hard ass and push him forward, hear your husband's groan as the massive pole rams deep into his tight pasty ass. Other than his mouth, his ass is already well capable of taking the whole thing. With a bit of ****.

The black hand firmly grips his small white hips and pulls him back while the cock is pushing forward, sinking the whole huge black rod into the white man's bowels. Your husband groans in pain and lust as the cock remains inside him for a while then is pulled back, re-inserted, faster and harder with every new push, the black man moans and pants using your cuck and as usual the white man's groans become whimpers and squeals and sighs.

You have a look under him - you love to see his cock dangle and twitch between his legs inside his cage when he’s sodomized. He doesn't get hard from it. He rarely ever gets hard any more, your conditioning has worked, his cock usually knows better even when the little man gets aroused than to show it and earn the pain of expanding in its hard restrictions. But you can see the clear thin strings drip from the caged cock, the closest thing your cuck ever gets to an orgasm these days only ever from having his prostrate stimulated by the huge black cock in his ass. He whiningly dribbles another thin string of sissy cum on the bed sheet before the black man in his ass grunts and shoots a load of real man cum - hot, creamy and gooey into his bowels.

“Good boi.”

You pat his head and he smiles. The highest form of appreciation you have to give to him.

Your bull pulls out and lets him lick his softening, but still enormous cock.

“Now get up, you lazy bum, just because it’s our wedding night doesn't mean you won’t have to make yourself useful! Get your ass to the kitchen…”

“I think it's called Galley on a boat!” the black man chuckles.

“You’re so smart. Get your ass to the galley and get my lover and me me something to eat. There should be caviar and champagne in the fridge, I explicitly order it,”

He nods and gets up quickly, not even looking at his clothes. You hope he meets someone of the crew on the way.

When your newly wed husband comes back, you’re in a tight embrace with your bull, your hand around his cock that is already growing again and within a minute you’re on all fours, his huge cock penetrating your hungry we pussy, his baby in your belly moving happily – you've noticed it is happy whenever you are. Your eyes focused on your husband's you groan, moan and cheer your lover on to drive you to a mind-shattering orgasm.

This may not be the weeding nigh you would have imagined. Certainly not when you were still a man, but it’s perfect. It is exactly where and how you are meant to be, a big black cock inside you, making you feel better than you ever did as man, a baby of the man you love on the way, a pathetic, disgusting, yet rich and devoted husband to provide for all of your needs a real man is too good for.

This is why you're a woman. This is why you are.

The End

Or is it?

[I will not accept chapters before the endings to not change the points, but if you feel inspired to write a story about the hero/ine's life after my final chapters feel free to write them.