Flipped

As I said goodbye to my new friend I set out on what many refer to as the walk of shame. The act of leaving someone you just met that evening's home usually in the wee hours of the morning carrying your heels in hand and if you had a good time one may be a bit more worse for the wear than when you left the house a few hours earlier. The nylons you had on didn't just have runs in them they had run completely to a new location and found a new home. This particular morning I suddenly found it difficult just walking to my car all because my new friend had decided to try and pound me right through the bed into the floor. I am not complaining at all, after all having been on the receiving end of a punishing eleven inches and two hours of deep dark black cock tunneling its way to my insides, how could I be? however I felt as though I looked as someone who was suffering from a type of torsional deformity. As I walked I barely possessed the ability to keep from walking as though I was about to lay an egg. Beside that The young man was 5 years younger than me, had the stamina of a racehorse and the power of one as well. Which when combined have been known to result in many gurls needing a wheelchair the next day. I knew that the remainder of my day would be spent in a warm tub to recover. The good news is that I was scheduled to see him again in a few days and this time I will bring the lube.

I used to ask myself how did I get to this point in my life after all, having been born a genetic male. One would never have guessed I was headed down an entirely and seemingly opposing direction. Matter of fact sucking cock had not once ever entered my mind until it happened. Certainly any scenario where I am lying on my bag , legs wide open and yelling "fuck me daddy" , "fill me with your cum" had ever been envisioned let alone entertained for even a second. Once again , until it happened. My transition was quick as was my conversion from believing myself to be totally heterosexual up till the moment I was penetrated actually if I think about it the moment a black dick plopped in front of my face and a demanding voice suggested I open my mouth. It was truly from that moment when I knew I was a slut for BBC. From then on I was honing my mannerisms, my manner of dress, my walk quite honestly every aspect of my life. Each motion I made, each gesture and the tone of my voice which as a result of having your manhood driven from you kind of develops into a higher pitch naturally. For the first time in years I had known true happiness although it brought those closest to me a time of grief and uncofortability. You see I was not only dressing solely as a slut full time but was being picked up and visited often by a new group of friends which my family had not much in common with or found any mutual topics of conversation that did not sound judgemental or stereotypical after all what was my Mother going to ask " How will you be fucking my boy today", or " Will you bring him back home or just let him take the bus half clothed and turned out" as had happened more than once. They literally had nothing in common other than me and my parents chose bring me up if they could help it at the time. I can understand their confusion with this whole thing as the boy who they had watched play football and had countless girls over for a family dinner had suddenly and without warning or as much as a hint of what was to come was now a cum guzzeling gutter slut. I was not acting out or going for shock value due to being raised in a broken home or unhappy with my life. No, This was definitely a choice for me at least it was once my first BBC had turned me into a canoe and from then on I was addicted to that delicious black cock and unafraid who or how many knew it.

At first, my relationships with my family and friends was damaged because they could not understand the change. Hell I couldn't understand it how could they? I would often go to class in six inch heels and short form fitting dresses. I learned to love crossing my nylon clad legs and all the attention I would get whether good or bad. I began to see guys that I thought were hetero start showing me more and more attention. Some of them even asked me out when nobody else was around of course. However at that time I was pretty much owned by Blake an older college guy who payed on the college football team. He was my Daddy ad I did not wish to do anything that would result in me missing that most valuable penis he ws so gracious in sharing with me. I loved the feeling I got when we would go out somewhere with me all dressed up like a cheap hooker, well not cheap I had a closet full of three or four hundred dollar heels. It was just how the people looked at me many judgemental others supportive but either way it made me hot as hell. I would hear people say "Look at her/ him with that black guy. And then to know they were picturing me on the end of that incredible black dick. God I could not wait to get him back home. A few times a week though Blake had begun to loan me out to his friends which initially I struggled with because it enforced what was so clear to everyone but me at the time which was I was definitely a whore. I came to accept it eventually and now even embrace it and always try and be the best one I can be. It was just that taking all those dicks had a unplanned effect. I could no longer take dicks less than nine inches because I had been caverned out and resized to fit much more bountiful ones which only led me to go black only. This I did not mind one bit.

I had begun to start staying over at Blakes house more often and he continued to share me with a growing group of guys. AS a result I spent most of my days doing maintenance like staying clean shaven and working out, going shopping and riding one of several dildos just to keep myself in tip top shape and acceptable to those black superior men.

Once a week Blake and I would go to parties although with me being underage it was difficult to go to clubs unless he knew the doorman or the doorman thought I was old enough which usually had to do with how short my skirt was. One day Blake decided to inform me that I would be be staying with another guy he had known and would be picking me up in a few hours to get ready and he instructed me to look hot. I was deeply saddend to learn I was just a trick to him. In my mind I was just going to return home but he could read my mind and thought of that. Before Derek showed up "Blakes friend" Blake fucked me hard one more time finishing in me as always and leaving me that way until Derek arrived. I had all my clothes and heels packed and fixed myself up again when Derek arrived. The boys had to talk so I went outside to have a cigarette but I could see through the bedroom window which was next to the patio. I saw Derek hand Blake a sum of money. It looked like quite a bit but I failed to grasp what it was for. Blake came out and said goodbye and that he would be leaving Derek and I alone to get aquainteed and I was to do as I was told and not to make him look bad. I am not so stupid to understand what "get acquainted " meant but I did as I was told.

Derek was a tall thinner built very well built black guy. A bit older than Blake and a little more rough around the edges. Apparently he had just gotten out of prison after doing six years for armed robbery. Though he was predominantly straight he had taken a liking to fucking the crap out of those white boys in prison and purchased me so I could make him some money. I did not know this but when he came out to introduce himself to me he said I was his property now as he dropped his pants right out on the patio. Just as natural at it was taking my first breath as a baby I instinctualy reached for his cock pulling it into my eager mouth. It took me a moment to recall where I was and that people could easily see what is was doing I plopped his bulbous apple sized head out of my mouth and was going to suggest we move inside when he grabbed the back of my head and began furiously face fucking me. I was gagging and on his fat cock pushing away to no avail. He just kept slamming the black cock down my throat until he blew an enormous load into my belly. As I fell back to gather myself and catch my breath. He pulled me to my feet andmlifted me in the air feeling like he was going tothrow me over the balcony I wrapped my legs around his waist. Then right there in front of anyone who happened to pass he raised me up and slid that baseball sized mahogany rich cock into my boi pussy. Bouncing me up and down vigorously. I had been fucked hard before but never relentlessly. I was screaming and crying obscenly loud. With the pace of an industrial piston he mechanically drove deep inside me. Finally thrusting it's entirety I shot my biggest load of cummie bears all over his tummy causing him to explode his superior seed into me. He turned around lifted me off his huge prick and carried me inside throwing me to the bed. We remained at it for several hours until I could honestly not walk due to exhaustion and dehydration from cumming so often. All I remember is being loaded into his car scantily clad in just torn hose and a towel over the top of me and driving off. I fell asleep immediately and would not wake up until a few hours had gone by and we had entered into another state.