He slides into me.

Now that Malcolm had stretched me out, the sensation of a cock sliding up my ass was actually more pleasurable. I actually felt my cock start to stiffen as he slid slowly in and out.

"Hell yeah, looks like the little sissy bitch finally learned her place," Malcolm said as he glanced her our direction.

"Real nice pussy," said the one who was fucking me. He slapped me hard on the ass.

"Give it too him," Leigh cried, but her mouth was full so the words were muffled.

"That's right, I may give it to her a couple of times before the night is over," he said, starting to pick up speed. Unable to contain myself, I moaned in pleasure, which drew a laugh from Malcolm. "That's right you love black cock, don't ya girl?"

I just moaned, unable to talk. That was when I realized my old life was over. They always said, once you go black you never go back, and I suddenly understood. I couldn't go back to the way in was before. I didn't see myself as either gay or bi. I didn't find these men attractive. I still loved pussy. But I suddenly didn't want to go back to a life where I didn't get to feel the way I did right then. I'd felt what it was like to be fucked into submission and I loved it.