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A Black Cock Slut

Chapter 1

Though it was hard to argue that I wasn't a black cock slut, I still hung onto the thought that I was a male in the traditional sense. Even before getting anally raped by my wife's black boyfriend, apparently my wife didn't share my opinion. As I stood naked in the bathroom in front of the full length mirror looking at my pierced belly and nipples, my hoop earrings and budding breasts, my clear painted nails and toes, and being subjected to an inspection by my wife to ensure the absence of any body hair except for the landing strip above my penis, it seemed silly to cling to the notion.

"Put on your basic white cotton panties, your Juicy jeans, white v-neck and K-Swiss tennis shoes. We don't want to scare him to death if he's not what we're looking for."

"What are we looking for? I can't pass as a woman..."

She frowned at my insolence.

"Yet..."

She swatted my ass and said, "Go get ready and get in the car. It's the elderly black gentleman looking for a full time housekeeper."

Without hesitation, I pulled out a pair of white cotton panties and slipped them on working my testes inside and tucking down my penis. "Where did you see the ad?"

"You want a black daddy don't you?" she asked as she walked up in front of me.

"Well..."

She put her finger under my chin and lifted it. "Didn't you beg for DeShawn's cock?"

I hesitated a moment longer.

"It's all in or nothing. You can't just expect to get fucked for your pleasure then pretend it didn't happen, that you don't crave it down in that pretty little pussy of yours."

"Should I wear a wig?"

"No, you have that cute little blonde boy cut...I love it."

Elroy Wilson lived in an older neighborhood of modest but well-kept homes. His was a 1950's house with a big front porch and a perfectly manicured lawn. My heart thrashed and my throat went dry as we pulled into the driveway.

"Just calm down and let me do all the talking," Rachel said as we got out of the car.

I was expecting a stooped over old man to answer but Elroy filled up the screen door. He extended a massive black hand and an easy smile to Rachel before nodding at me. "Welcome, pretty ladies," he said giving no acknowledgement of my manhood. It burned a little.

There was a bit of small talk. Elroy owned a dry cleaning business with several stores and had trouble keeping up after his wife passed away over a year ago. He was 65 but as fit and trim as a man thirty years younger. I felt weak in his presence. Rachel was smitten.

"You don't have to go into the details," Elroy said. "What's your name, baby?"

My tongue got caught by him referring to me as 'baby.'

"His name is Dana."

"Well, Dana, you pick out something to wear and be at the front door at 5:30 in the morning, and you've got the job."

Back in the car, Rachel asked me, "So where do you want to go to get something to wear?"

"What's he expecting? Is he going to...?"

"It's fuck, sweetheart. Is he going to fuck you? I don't know. Do you want him to?"

"I guess I'll get a maid's outfit."

"Do you want Elroy to take your ass? Do you want his cum inside you?"

I looked out the window and said, "Yes."

"Look, don't do it if you don't want to."

"So should I dress really slutty for him?"

"It's your job to learn how to please your daddy. Do what you think."

At 5:30, Elroy opened the door dressed in a white dress shirt and dark slacks. He didn't acknowledge my red painted nails and lips, the frilly cunt short maid's dress or my stripper heels.

"Good morning baby," he said. "I'd like toast, a slice of cured ham and black coffee."

After eating in silence listening to a classic R&B station on the radio, he went to the kitchen exit, picked his fedora off the peg on the wall and said, "Have a nice day baby. I'll be home at 5:30."

"Good bye," I choked out forgetting to use my girly voice.

Something seemed wrong...as if I'd disappointed him. I'd always been a pleaser. I wanted him to like me. Deep inside, I wanted him to want me. It seemed all black men had that power over me. For the rest of the day, I cleaned every inch of the house and searched around to try to figure out what Elroy liked, what he wanted from his...woman.

As he came in the door, my feet were screaming for release after trudging what seemed like four miles in those heavy heels, but I beamed with pride knowing the house was spotless all the way to the dust free tops of every door. Elroy's presence made me tingle.

"Hello, it nice to see you," I said taking his hat and hanging it up for him.

"Hello, Dana."

He sat down at the kitchen table and began removing his shoes. I ran off into the living room and brought him his slippers. It made my penis throb as I knelt to put on his house shoes. He ignored my kneeling and stood up then unbuckled his belt. The scent of him overpowered me. I wasn't ready to suck his cock. A million thoughts surged through my mind.

"Please hang this and my shirt in the closet," Elroy said after stepping out of his pants.

I stumbled down the hall still trying to catch my breath. Was he toying with me? Was I supposed to be making a move on him? Did he not like me?

After hanging up the clothes, I got a beer from the refrigerator and took it to him. He was watching the news on television in the living room sitting on the couch in a pair of crisp white boxers and a wife beater t-shirt.

"When do you normally eat supper?" I asked as I served him the beer.

"Usually right now," he said still looking at the television. He took a sip of the beer and looked up at me gripping me with his easy but authoritarian way. "Baby, go get my belt off the closet door."

Terror gripped me but my tiny cock came to life. Daddy was going to beat my ass with a belt. Suddenly the outfit seemed stupid, the heels the whorish make-up all of it was more humiliating than what was coming.

It was a two inch wide well-worn brown leather strap taunting me as I took it from the hook on the door.

"Hand me the belt, strip, clean your face and come back in here...do it now baby."

I bared myself to him making no effort to hide my erection though I would rather have had it cut off than expose it to him. With no trepidation at being seen, I ran outside and threw away my clothes in the cans next to the house and rushed back inside to wash my face. As I was about to walk out of the bathroom, I stopped and rushed back to run the washcloth over my ass and clean my pussy.

"Now calm down, baby," he said. "You want to be the lady of this house, don't you?"

"Yes," I said putting my whole heart into the answer. Daddy was so strong and masculine. I wanted him so badly my hole ached.

"Get up on your knees next to me. Put your left ear in my lap and don't take your eyes off mine."

My cock continued to feel like it would explode once the musk of his manhood invaded my nose. My face was an inch from the slit. I could smell the fabric softener of his boxers.

I think I might have heard the whack of his hand before feeling the burn erupt on the backs of my thighs and bottom of my butt. He spanked me right over my pussy. It hurt so bad, tears dripped out of my eyes.

"Do you want more, baby?" Daddy asked.

"Yes, please daddy."

I didn't think it was possible but he spanked me harder the second time. It almost caused me to pass out from the pain.

"Do you want more, baby?"

"Yes, please daddy."

He continued to punish my little pussy sore until my legs shook uncontrollably and my blubbering wet his boxers, but I kept asking for more.

"No, that's 'nough for now, baby. Put that knob in your mouth until you calm yourself down some."

The sound of it struck my ears. Daddy wanted my mouth on him.

"Go on...just the knob. Put your mouth on it."

Before I could reach up, he grabbed my arm. "Right there baby, put it in your mouth."

I searched over his boxers until finding the thick knob. It barely fit my mouth though daddy wasn't hard at all. My cock had been dripping cum throughout the spanking.

"Just where I imagined finding him," Rachel said before I heard her open the screen on the front door.

"Stay on that knob baby," Elroy said. "How are you doing pretty lady?"

"Oh my, he's not going to be able to sit for a month. I knew what was coming the moment he put on that stupid maid outfit. What idiot would think that would look right?"

"She'll be alright. Just got to cry herself out. Soothe herself on that knob. She took right to it."

"She's loves a cock in her mouth," Rachel said. "In that burning red pussy of hers too."

"Plenty of time for that...." Elroy said. He looked at my nude body. It made me feel even more humiliated. I was splayed out in front of my wife and a black man suckling his knob in my mouth through his underwear to soothe myself to stop balling after having my ass beaten.

He looked back into my eyes. "You're fine now, Dana. Take that knob out your mouth and go home early tonight. You be back here at 5:30."

I stood up in front of Elroy and turned to go. After a few steps I could tell his eyes were on me. I started moving my hips for him.

"That's a fine little ass, baby...a sweet little pussy you have too. You be back in the morning girl."

Chapter 2

Blistered ass and all, I found a flirty gingham lavender seersucker house dress with flat heeled sandals and a string of faux pearls. It felt good to think I'd be pleasing Elroy but it tugged at me that I was giving up a little more of the hold left on my old life as a man.

Without prompting, I asked to have my eyebrows styled like a woman's and Rachel obliged. While she plucked, I asked, "Would it be ok to take out my tongue ring?"

Rachel's evil grin sprouted. "That's a girl. You can get it re-pierced, the same with the nipples and belly. I knew you were going to ask about them too."

"I think he likes painted toes...but not the red," slipped out of my mouth as if I were really girl talking about a black man with my wife.

"Don't be embarrassed. I think you're right. I have a couple of lavender shades that might go with your dress," she said after finishing up my eyebrows. "How did it make you feel to have his cock in your mouth?"

"It wasn't really like sucking cock. It was more embarrassing because you saw me crying and I looked so weird naked with my butt up in the air."

"Honey, remember to soften your voice when you speak. You don't want Elroy thinking he's got someone that wants to be a man in his house."

I put some barrettes in my boy cut to tone it down, stuck to a basic white bra and panties and met Elroy at the door with a smile.

"Good morning, Elroy," I said in a soft tone. "I couldn't wait to see you again this morning."

Elroy consumed me with his easy smile. What lurked at the end of my last thought came out. "You look so good to me this morning."

"Morning, baby...I like the color of your toe nails and the smell of that lavender perfume."

"Shall I make your coffee?" I asked full of spunk from the compliments. "I saw some grits in your pantry."

I turned on his radio station and got to work. Unlike the day before, he occasionally glanced up from his paper to watch me moving. It made me try to move like a woman using subtle enticements whenever possible. Elroy didn't want some trampy hoe in his fine house. I put the tip of the spoon to the end of my outstretched tongue before placing it into the sink then sucked the butter off my thumb pretending not to notice his eyes on me.

As I set down his breakfast, it weighed on me that I was so eagerly letting go of my manhood. This wasn't a quick ass fuck at the submission to a superior male to demonstrate his unchallenged access to my wife's pussy. My thoughts were edging towards permanent and total submission to the pleasure of a black man.

"I'll be home at 5:30, Dana. You pleased me with those grits, baby."

"Supper will be waiting for you," I said cheerfully challenging myself to sound more feminine.

Again I went into a cleaning fury, this time in bare feet. For a moment, I considered surprising Elroy by going to the market and making a special dinner but without a car, I'd have to walk through the entire neighborhood...much too frightening."

About twenty minutes before he got home, I caught myself arched over the sink looking out the window for my man. As I turned my head I saw a reflection of me in the mirror in the living room. At that distance, I easily passed for a young white girl waiting for her mature distinguished black man to return home.

I noticed the bottom of my foot dirty from padding around all day without shoes. It made me think of being barefoot and pregnant then about the need to be clean when he arrived. I rushed to the bathroom and washed my feet and puss and cursed that I didn't have any perfume. I needed a purse.

Elroy was a broad shouldered man. It made me tingle to see him greedily eating my meal his bicep flexing a bit as he grabbed his glass of water. He looked like a mighty man in his wife beater and boxers, like he could grab me and gobble me up.

"A fine meal, Dana...I ain't ate like this in a long while. Good girl."

"Thank you, Daddy," I said fluttering my eyelashes. I turned away to conceal the heat in my cheeks.

After cleaning up the supper dishes, I curled up next to his knees sitting on the floor watching the news. He flipped through channels until 7:30 when he turned off the television.

"Dana, strip down to your bra and panties and go get my belt."

My eyes instantly got wet. "But, Daddy," I whined until catching myself. "I'm sorry Daddy, I'm happy to go get it."

I stripped for him as he watched. My chest heaved as I tried to keep from sobbing. When I came back to the room, I handed Elroy the belt and stood before him feeling so weak, so defeated. The only thing standing proud was my erection. It devastated me to see it poking out my panties.

"Take those panties down and get over my knee."

I looked back to watch Daddy smooth out the spot to spank on my already battered ass and pussy. He looked me in the eye as he slapped me low right over the pussy.

"Are you a woman, baby?" he asked.

Delirious with pain, knowing what was coming when I answered, I said, "No Daddy."

He spanked my ass hard. I felt the wounds from the previous night opening.

"Do you want to be a woman, baby?"

"Yes, Daddy...make me your woman."

Daddy whacked me 50 times, the exact same number as the day I showed up as a whore, but this time it hurt so much worse because my skin was already tender.

"Come get on that knob baby. Calm yourself down a minute so I can tell you something."

I slowly started moving back toward his lap. "Go ahead and get your panties up and curl around so you can look up at me."

"Caught on the knob again," Rachel said. I wasn't sure how long she'd been watching.

This time I didn't feel so embarrassed, maybe not embarrassed at all. I was lying with my head in daddy's lap consoling myself with his knob in my mouth. I could see my painted toes and felt feminine in my bra and panties. Not like the previous night.

"There you go girl, crawl up on the knob right. Now listen here. When you look at me you know you can't never be a man don't you?"

I nodded looking up at daddy with the thick black head of his cock in my mouth.

"You either is a woman or you ain't."

A tear fell out of my eye and wet his boxers. "I'm not."

He sat looking down until I asked the question.

"This will be every night?"

"It will be until you is a woman. Don't matter if you make one mistake or them all. You get the same until then. You know why I put my hand on your pussy?"

"Yes, daddy...You want me to feel it in my pussy."

"Ok, baby, you go home early tonight."

"Ask him before you put your dress on," Rachel said as I stood up.

"Do you like little titties, daddy?"

"Those are fine, baby. You keep on them pills and cleaning house and you'll give me something fine to put my nut in."

Rachel watched me put ointment on my backside then let me sleep in her bedroom.

"You wish he was your first, don't you?" she asked.

"Yes."

"He'll be your first as a woman."

I smiled for a moment then closed my eyes to go to sleep.

Chapter 3

Wednesday I wore a sleeveless zip front shift. It had a pink floral print and I matched it with pink thong sandals with a platinum chain and simple diamond setting. Underneath, I kept with a white bra and panties and put a few pink barrettes in my hair.

We were in a routine. I felt comfortable in front of him dressed as a woman and feminine behavior came more naturally. Elroy always smelled so good as I stood close to hand him his fedora and wish him goodbye.

Rachel kept me on a strict diet but I found ways to cheat. That morning I baked cookies and never had a single taste. My body was to please daddy not my silly desires.

As I put the last batch on the stove to cool, I realized there was no milk. I needed it to make supper. I called Rachel and she didn't answer. I flipped through the phone book looking for a place that delivered groceries and called several but none delivered in the neighborhood. One man gruffly said, "You're two blocks from a store. You don't sound like an invalid honey."

I checked my purse then the mirror a thousand times as I tried to figure out whether I'd pass as a woman. Elroy's clothes were way too big for me so changing wasn't an option.

I stole a shot of bourbon, well maybe more than one, then grabbed my purse and headed out the front door. There were people milling about, some working on their landscaping, a few cars crawling up and down the street. If there was sound I didn't hear it because my heart beat loudly between my ears.

By the time I got to the store, it seemed that I'd gone completely unnoticed. It was a corner grocery with fresh fruit in bins out front and a large black woman standing behind the register when I walked in. Her look was smug and disapproving.

She mumbled to a thinner and much older black woman sitting in a chair to her left. I tried to act nonchalant while working through a list. In some rash fit, I grabbed tampons thinking it would make me more believable. A young tall skinny black kid came in as I approached the counter.

"You ain't foolin' nobody in here skinny ho," the large woman said snatching the items away from me as she rang them up.

"Damn," the black kid said. "Elroy got him a white bitch."

"Nasty," the old woman scolded.

"I'm just the housekeeper," I said.

"Ah damn, that's a white boi," the black kid said. "Check it out."

"Nasty," the old woman said then walked away in disgust.

"You want Elroy's dick your mouth boy," the fat woman said.

"I just want to make a purchase."

"You put them tampons in your pussy?" the kid asked me.

"Elroy's too fine a man for yo' nasty ass...Answer me. Do you want to suck his dick, bitch?"

"Yes," I answered.

"Yo' let's go to the back and you can suck this dick," the kid said. "Show me your pussy bitch. I'll have you on the corner making me some money."

"It's $38."

I started to reach in my purse.

"Nah, it ain't that easy ho. You gots to get on the corner and make it...."

My hands started shaking and it made the kid laugh. The fat woman chuckled.

"You'd go on that corner for black dick wouldn't you? Damn white boys are worse than their women wantin' black cock."

The kid started grabbing at his shorts. "Put it in your mouth right here, bitch."

It was a long minute. I stared at his bulge and looked back to his gold grill. It was hard being a woman.

"Go on Brandon," the fat woman said. "You don't want to be dealing with Elroy over that bitch."

Brandon reached around and put his hand on my butt and gave it a pat. "I'll be getting me some of that ass soon enough."

I paid the woman and walked down the street as the black boys on the corner yelled out after me.
That night, Elroy beat my ass again and again I laid there pacifying myself on that massive knob.

"I heard about you going to the store, Dana."

"I'm sorry Daddy," I said.

"You go to that store. It's part of being a woman. And part of it is knowing how to handle that pussy. You got to protect your pussy."

I nodded to keep from having to take the knob from my mouth.

"If you don't have a Daddy and a black man asks for your pussy, will you give it to him?"

I nodded.

"But that pussy is mine, isn't it baby?"

"Yes, Daddy. Oh, yes it is your pussy Daddy."

"Will you take any black cock if I tell you to?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"Any white cock?"

I closed my eyes and nodded.

"If the neighbor's dog wants that ass and I say it, will you?"

I nodded again.

"That a girl," Rachel said.

That night Rachel's voice came to me and it felt natural curled up on Elroy's knob. Elroy acknowledged how I accepted it in his eyes. It almost made me cum my panties to see his approval.

"Go on and get dressed, Dana."

While I put on my clothes, Elroy asked, "If you're going to be the lady of the house, I'm going to have to introduce you around. I've got to drive up to Michigan tomorrow but will be back at 5:30 on Friday night. You and I'll go sit up at the VFW post for a while."

I'm sure Daddy told me about going to the VFW post to keep me from tearing up over not being able to come the next day. "I'm very excited Daddy. Thank you so much for inviting me."

"It's important. These are my boys. They'll be here the night I put my cock in your mouth for the first time."

Chapter 4

The next morning I awoke to Rachel stroking my cock. But for the cum that leaked out when Elroy beat my ass, I had not been released in as long as I could remember.

"Morning, Dana," she whispered in my ear. "You excited about sucking Elroy's cock in front of all of his friends?"

"Rachel, I won't be able to hold back from cumming."

"It's ok sweetheart," she said. "You cum and I'll feed it to you."

My wife knew all my weaknesses. Even though I'd drank down every drop of her lover's cum, I could not bear to eat my own. As soon as I came from masturbation, my desire died.

"Are you excited about sucking Elroy's dick?"

"Yes," I answered.

"You looked so content with his knob in your mouth..."

It didn't last any longer than that. I shot all over my smooth belly and tiny tits. Rachel scooped up a big glob and pushed it into my unwilling mouth. She laughed as my cock went soft. She continued but now just barely got her finger wet to make the torture last as long as possible.

"Did you like that, Dana?"

"No, but I love you and want to please you."

"Good girl. Oh, I'm so happy the way Elroy's turned you into a woman. Not a bit of male left in you. I get all my satisfaction from DeShawn and have you for girl talk. Now get up and get caught up on your chores around here. Wash DeShawn's boxers in the sink in the utility room by hand."

She waited until I was out of bed and put on a fresh pair of panties. "Come here and drop those panties." As soon as I did, she swatted my wounded pussy and ass and laughed out loud.

"Do you chores naked today. I want to see that burnt up ass of yours. Oh what a boy will do to end up on the end of a black shaft."

There is an ebb and flow to being a black cock slut. By the time Rachel left for work, I was ready to burn all my clothes and go to the store and buy pants. What loser would lie suckling a black knob in front of his wife and get his ass beat to get to suck a black cock?

For hours I walked around the house in my apron and nothing else cursing my little tits and hairless body. Finally, I went back to the kitchen and started my chores. Whether I was a man or woman, the place needed to be in order.

As I stood in front of the sink washing dishes, I heard, "Bitch, have you lost your mind?"

It was my mother-in-law. Rachel was a grossly toned down version of her mother. I froze. Nadine walked up behind me.

"What the hell happened to your ass?"

"Rachel decided..."

"Hush," Nadine ordered. "Turn around here and give me a kiss. What the hell is the matter with you Dana?"

I turned around and tears came into my eyes. "Hello, Mother," I choked out then pecked her at the bottom of her jaw line as she had taught me to do.

"If Rachel did that I'll tear her ass up," Nadine said spinning me to the side to take another look. "That's not just one time..."

"It was my decision," I said.

"What did you decide, dear?"

"I...I went to work as a housekeeper...."

"Dana, what did you decide?"

"I'm being trained by an elderly black man. I'm becoming his woman."

The admission caused me to start crying.

"Stop all that crying, Dana. My goodness, it's nothing to cry over."

"I want to be a man, Mother. I can't eat my own cum. I'm jealous of DeShawn."

"Hush," she said raking her thumbs across my cheeks to wipe away the tears. "Stop your crying this instant."

She hugged me tight into her large breasts. Nadine had a fantastic body and drew the attention of men of all ages as she approached 50. When I first dated Rachel, I beat off over Nadine all the time.

"Let's just talk it over while we do your treatment," Nadine said taking the apron over my neck. "Look at that pretty little shape on you. Something about that elderly black man has caught your eye."

"Yes, mother," I answered.

The day after being raped by DeShawn and my admission that I wanted more black cock, Rachel drove me to her parents' house and had me admit to wanting to start taking black cock in my mouth and ass. Nadine asked if I wanted to be more feminine in appearance and I said yes. As a nurse practitioner, Nadine guided the physical part of my transformation.

"Get up on the table, Dana," she said. She ordered me to do it just so she could run her hand over my hair and not seem too nice. Back before my starting the change, she barely spoke to me.

Nadine held my hip still with one hand and lubed my ass with the other. She carefully inserted the tube to start my colonic.

"You're keeping your little pussy clean," she said.

"Yes, mother. I want you to be happy."

She put on another rubber glove and rubbed some ointment on my ass. "How many whacks are you taking?"

"50, mother."

She tensed up, stopped rubbing for a moment. I didn't want her to confront Rachel or Elroy.

"I need it to become a woman."

"So what's all this crazy talk about wanting to be a man?"

"I still have those feelings."

Nadine started rubbing my ass. "Did you still want to fuck me?"

"Yes, mother" I said.

"And you want this elderly black man to fuck your pussy?"

"Yes, mother."

"Nothing's changed, you're just getting confused, Dana. You are male but you'll never be a man. I'd love to strap on a dildo and fuck you silly, make you submit to that fake cock, but it doesn't make me a man."

Nadine handed me my pills and helped me drink water. "You're going to be a feminized male that attends to my daughter including helping her find sexually compatible males and you're going to satisfy black men. What's so complicated?"

"Then why do I feel like being a man sometimes?"

Nadine removed the tube and wiped my pussy. "You've been cutting back too much in your diet."

"I just stopped cheating, mother."

Nadine had me stand and gave me a thorough inspection then walked me over to the mirror. She got out the tape measure and did my tits. "From a 40 to a 36...flat chest to a small 'B.' You've teased out your nipples to a girlish length already."

"Thank you, mother."

"Stop sucking in your waist."

"Could I use a corset to make it thinner?"

"Be patient, sweetheart. 29" is fine."

"Yes, mother."

"Wow, you're out to 35" hips. You've got a little something for that black man, don't you?"

"Yes, mother."

"Bend over the table and I'll give you your shots," she said. "Dana, do what makes you happy. You were a sad sack trying to take on the role of being a man. You love to run a house, to please Rachel and want black men in your ass. I almost think you hold onto that old "I want to be a man" routine because you're scared of being truly happy."

I hugged Nadine and said, "Thanks, mom."

She didn't hug me back. "Great, now get some clothes on and make my lunch. I've got to be at work by 2:30."

Chapter 5

Friday afternoon Rachel and I went to the beauty shop. It felt odd to wear my black women's slacks and plain black v-neck t-shirt and black flats. After a couple of months, no one took notice of me in the all female salon.

I tried to get Randi, my stylist, to let my hair grow out a bit but Rachel shook her head.

"Don't listen to Dana, he's all aflutter over his man."

"Oh, do tell...." Randi said.

"He's an older black gentlemen...very distinguished and successful in business. I'm running his household while he's at work."

"Come on, stop teasing...has he got anywhere yet?"

My heart started pounding. Her question snapped me back to the reality that I was a male talking about his man. Now the heat was through me because of Randi's suggestion that Elroy was the kind of man that 'just wanted some pussy' and the ease with which I was going to fall into defending him.

"I'm available to him when he wants me," I answered.

"Oh fuck, I think I'm going to cum my panties," Rachel said sitting in the chair next to me. She reached over and took my hand in hers.

I told Randi about how Elroy was a throw back to a different era. He knew how to make me be his girl with a polite easy way. He never raised his voice to me and always called me baby.

"You let him call you baby?"

"Yes."

"You weren't kidding about being available. When you let a black man call you baby that means you want to have his baby."

The other girls at the shop all started laughing as my face flushed.

Rachel squeezed my hand.

"Well, would you have his baby if you could?"

"Yes."

We met four of Rachel's friends for tea at a mall restaurant before we went shopping for a dress. I had not been around any of them since the transformation.

They all kissed my cheek as if I were one of the girls. "

Just out and about ladies..?" Pam, Rachel's best friend asked. She'd always hated me before.

"We're dress shopping," I said putting my napkin in my lap.

Nan, a friend of Rachel's from college touched my arm. "Dan...Dana, you really look great. You have my support, hun."

Tandy, a super put together older woman that used to be Rachel's boss said, "You're in the right spot now...just go with it. I wasted 35 years before finding my black man."

All the girls laughed.

After we settled in and everyone got caught up, Nan asked about Elroy and our date. "This is your day Dana, how can we help you?"

"Well, I've never been to a VFW post. I don't imagine a ball gown is the right thing to wear."

"Years ago, I used to go with my husband," Tandy said. "I hope you can dance. Wear comfortable shoes but something that will get you across a dance floor."

I was frozen in my seat. The thought of having to dance never entered my mind.

"Don't panic, girl," Pam said. "Just let your man take control and follow him."

"You're loving torturing him about wanting to submit to black cock," Rachel said. "The next time he's at Elroy's I'm going to bring you along. As soon as you see him curled up on Elroy's cock, you'll realize there is nothing wrong about it for him. I wondered about it myself until he was laying there in front of me."

Armed with all the tips from the girls, I picked out a just-above-the-knee lime print sun dress with a scoop-neck sleeveless bodice and a pair of white low heeled sandals.

Rachel lined my eyes and dabbed on hints of make-up as I sat at my vanity table.

"You've made me cum more times today than during our entire marriage. You get me so hot when you talk about getting black cock. I can't get the image of Elroy telling you to get on and off of his knob out of my mind. Feel my panties."

They were soaking.

"Is your pussy lubed up in case it happens tonight?"

"Yes, Rachel, just like you taught me."

"Take this small clutch so you can have your lipstick and powder and this little bottle of lube in case."

"What if he asks me to spend the night?"

Rachel slapped my face. "Stop it. I'm going to kill myself on DeShawn's cock tonight. This is making me so horny I can't stand it."

She dropped me off at Elroy's at 5:35 and Elroy opened the screen as I stepped on the porch.

"You look good, baby," he said as I passed.

I remembered Randi's comment about being called 'baby' but gave a little shrug and accepted his compliment. "Thank you, Daddy," I said. "I missed you. You always smell so good. Oh, and this house is a mess. Should I pick up a bit before we go."

"Plenty of time for that later," he said. "Let's go meet the boys."

The first time I ever felt like I was going to melt happened when Elroy opened the door to his Cadillac for me. I more fell than sat in the car. The smell of him in the leather seats made me swoon. I wanted Elroy Wilson to fuck my pussy raw. I wanted his cum in my belly and ass.

The VFW post was a one story brick building with a couple of windows and a crumbling parking lot full of Cadillacs, Lincolns and pick up trucks. When we entered the room it was full of males, I was the only one in a dress. It caught the attention of the entire place immediately.

"That you, Elroy," a round black man said from across the space covered with card tables, a few pool tables, and some easy chairs to the right of a small dance floor and stage where a three piece jazz band was setting up.

There were thirty or so men in the room, mostly black but a few white men. They were all Vietnam veterans from the neighborhood and all apparently undersexed. They stared at me like tigers at a single piece of raw meat after a month without food. I might not have been a woman but I knew what it felt like to be one at that moment. And these were to be the men watching me take Elroy's cock in my mouth for the first time. How would I keep from having to blow the entire room?

Elroy introduced me as Dana and I shook some hands and was hugged by others there were too many names to remember. One of them might have copped a feel. When it settled down a little, a rugged butch looking older white man wearing a USMC cap asked me, "So you're a man, right?"

"A male, but not a man," I said without hesitation. "I take care of my wife by keeping a good home for her and want to do the same for Elroy."

"Good," the guy said in his gravely voice. "I'm pretty sure these pussies are going to have to fight me off all night or I'll have every dance with you. But I wasn't gonna dance with no faggot."

The only food options were fried fish, fries and hush puppies. I swore off eating until Elroy insisted I eat some bread and butter. All the guys took notice of me watching my figure.

The band started playing at 6:30 and Elroy walked me to the dance floor and got the night started. My cock raged when he took my hand. It was so small in his. The other hand wrapped around my waist and he pulled me close.

I resisted the intimacy for a moment. "I'm so sorry for my stiffness, Daddy," I whispered into his ear.

He didn't say a word. He started moving me and I followed his lead and got as close as he wanted to get, girl boner and all. "Good girl," he said at the end of the first few songs.

A slow song started playing and Elroy pulled me close. By this time there were nearly two hundred people, and many couples out on the dance floor with us. "You take every dance that's asked, baby...Just like you'll take every cock some day."

Short and tall, fat and skinny, bald and head full of hair, black, white and every other, I danced for the next four hours. I let each of these men move me and do with me what they wanted but I protected my pussy like Daddy wanted. I felt so pretty knowing he was looking at me now and again. I got lost in the music and the smoking and drinking and laughing. Even some of the women danced with me, but never in the entire evening did I think of myself as anything but a pleaser of men.

The Marine slow danced with me at the end of the night. "I've fucked me a many a Thai ladyboy but that was just pussy. You're a fine piece, I'll say."

Elroy took me back to his house and closed and locked the door behind us. "Get the belt and me a shot of bourbon, Dana. This ain't giving me no pleasure tonight."

I knelt at Elroy's feet and took off his shoes. Took his pants and shirt and hung them up and got the belt. I poured a shot and brought it to him. As soon as he looked up at me I stripped to my bra and panties and got over his knee. Daddy took the shot and spanked my ass 50 whacks and I ended up shaking and crying curled around his knob as comfort.

"That little bitch can take a beating," Pam said. I never took my eyes from Elroy's.

"He loves to cuddle that knob in his mouth," Rachel added. "Tell me that don't look like what he was made to do."

"You were dancing you're little ass off tonight," Pam said. "You'd take every cock in there wouldn't you?"

Daddy gave his approval with his eyes and I nodded with that knob in my mouth.

"You've had 'nough time on that knob, baby. Stand up for me."

"I got this white night dress for you, Dana," Rachel said. "We'll come get you in the morning."

I put on the nightdress and removed my bra. I hung up my clothes and used the restroom, making sure to be perfectly clean and lubed.

Elroy knocked on the door.

"Come in," I said.

He entered wearing nothing but his boxers. He had a massive chest covered in gray hair. I didn't really prefer hairy black men but Elroy could have done anything he wanted with me at that moment. My pussy was still burning from the beating. I was nothing but emotions from the night out and the crying.

With a move of his head, I dropped to my knees and looked up at him. "Go on and take it out of my underwear."

As soon as I got my hand on it, Daddy said, "That's right, baby. I shouldn't be doing this but I want you to take a good look at it in the light before we get in bed."

Elroy was huge. His uncoiled soft mocha colored cock hung to the bottom of his boxers.

"Use both hands, baby," he said. "Get it hard using both hands."

With both hands stroking I barely covered half of it. I ached to put the head in my mouth. His balls were as thick. I got my face as close as I dared. After four or five minutes it stuck straight at me looking more like a flag pole than a cock.

He stepped out of his underwear, turned off the light and led me to bed.

"Get your face down there and get that knob in your mouth, baby. Then stroke me. You deserve to get my nut inside you."

The taste of his cock was luxurious. It's the only way I can describe the magnificence. I'd probably never get that thing in my pussy and it wasn't yet time for me to suck him but I enjoyed holding that massive amount of black meat in my mouth slathering it with my tongue as I stroked him. It didn't take long until he began to shutter and gently held my head over his knob as he shot down my throat. I sucked and sucked a torrent of cum not letting the least bit of it out of my belly. Daddy was inside of me now.

"Good, Dana. Real good, baby," Daddy said as I cleaned him off.

"Have my ass, Daddy. I don't care if it rips me apart. I have to have you inside my pussy."

"Stay down there all night, baby. You keep that knob at your lips. Get used to how it feels. I'll have that tiny little pussy soon 'nough."

:"Yes, Daddy," I said with my breath flowing over that bulging knob.

Chapter 6

In the morning, I got cleaned up, made breakfast for Elroy and he dropped me at the house with the taste of him lingering on my tongue.

I swept upstairs full of crazy thoughts of our night together. I stripped and got into the shower singing and carrying on like a love struck teen girl. The feel of my slick soapy nipples made me lightheaded. I was lost in hearts and naughty thoughts until the door of the bathroom opened. The steam from the shower kept me from seeing through the glass but the smell let me know it was DeShawn sitting on the toilet.
"Stop all that carrying on....I came up here to keep from smelling up our bathroom, not to hear you."

DeShawn was just a jerk. Not a man like my Elroy.

Rachel's boyfriend flushed the toilet. I yelped and jumped away from the scalding water.

"Whoa, what happened to you?" he asked.

I felt my butt pressed against the glass. "Shut off the water and get out here bitch."

I opened the door. DeShawn grabbed my arm, jerked me out and spun me to look at my ass. He turned me back to him. I looked down. He was wearing his black boxers, the material straining to hold in his manhood.

"Who tenderized that ass? Did Rachel do that?" It seemed like everyone felt they owned me.

"No, sir."

"You get punked?"

"No, sir."

"Rachel," he yelled. "Get your white ass up here...now, bitch."

DeShawn picked up my chin. "Go stand on the edge of the tub, Dana. I want to see that."

"Morning, DeShawn," Rachel said. Her hair was bundled up, her breasts were bitten, her lips were still full from accommodating his girth all night.

"What the hell's going on with this bitch? You put your hands on Dana?"

I started getting stiff.

"Course not."

"Dana's my bitch. Don't nobody be on that ass like that."

It was humiliating to be inspected and have a black man laying claim to me but thrilling at the same time. I always thought he hated me.

"He's trying to be a woman. He's got a daddy training him. I told you about it."

"Bitch, I don't listen to a word you say...Dana, get your faggot ass down from there. Rub something on that bitch's ass, Rachel. It's making me sick to look at it."

Rachel pushed by me to search the cabinet over the sink.

"Dana, make me some sausage gravy," DeShawn said. "You go naked just wear the apron over your front. Got damn don't even want to fuck no more. Just thinking about food now."

I went about breakfast imagining I was in front of Elroy naked except for an apron but still just used my subtle enticements and pleasing him with food.

"Damn, that nigga done turned you. Look at that gravy...you shoppin' that ass and that fresh little puss around here. Gettin' you some back too."

I got close to pour him more coffee. "You want DeShawn to pop that thang?"

"Yes, sir," I said in a perfectly pitched girl's voice. It came out unprompted.

DeShawn grabbed my waist. His hands were so big they touched. Oh it sent chills through me. He slid a hand up my belly to my nipple and pinched at it. For the first time, I did nothing to resist. I invited more.

"Go on before I tear up that broke ass of yours," he said. "Rachel, come sit on this dick. Damn bitch got me stone hard thinking about some pussy."

Rachel walked in naked fresh from the shower and plopped down on her man. "Both of us," she said. "Dana's finally of some use around here."

"Shut your ass up and work," DeShawn said after slapping her butt. "Now, Dana, what you letting that old man beat on you 'bout?"

I turned to him and he was staring me up. "I want to be totally feminized and submissive to black cock."

He scrunched up his upper lip. "What's left to do?"

"I'm a mess," I said. As I said it I realized I was flirting. I was a flirt. "My voice, the way I walk. I'm getting lost as a woman but it only makes me realize how far I have to go."

DeShawn slapped the table. "That's the first thing anyone's ever said around this crazy motherfucker that makes any sense to me. Dana, get upstairs and put on something pretty. Make me get hard again after I get this nut."

I started to tear off upstairs but Deshawn's voice halted me. He stopped pumping Rachel, holding her waist in place.

"Baby, that old man hurt on you like you don't want, I'll whip his monkey ass."

Upstairs I went this way and that finally coming up with 5" black strappy heels and a tiny black mini dress. I went a little heavy on the make-up for him and used red lipstick. I put on a black choker I knew he loved those."

Rachel was spent sitting in the chair across from DeShawn drinking coffee when I returned.

"That's my girl. That's what I'm talking about. Damn you got pretty legs, white as snow and those lips was made for my cock."

Whether or not he meant it, this was the first time DeShawn was intentionally nice to another human being that I ever heard of or saw. It made me feel so pretty and feminine it almost made me cry.

"You keep on that training, baby. I got to get to work. Rachel you get yourself cleaned up so you can come give me some on my lunch break. I'm be thinkin' bout them high heels and legs all morning."

Chapter 7

The weekend was a blur. I blew money on five new dresses and a daring pair of strappy heels to try out on Elroy. I was ravenous to please him. All those wasted days of worrying about going shopping in women's stores and what people thought were gone. Maybe I was blinded by lust and didn't see the disapproval but the whole conspiracy against me seemed to be evaporating.

Saturday night, Rachel and DeShawn went out with Pam and her husband, Nick and Nan came over. We chatted. I did her toes and fingers, she showed me make-up tips and I washed and combed out her long black hair. I always had fantasies of nailing her of her being my first Asian woman. It was foolishness. She would have been disappointed and I would have been devastated. Instead, she kissed me at the door after a night of having a real connection.

It was only a few hours before we went over to Elroy's for supper on Sunday when I finally had time to catch up with Rachel.

"You've been going like crazy this weekend," Rachel said as she sat down at the vanity table wrapped in a towel. "Friday night must have went well."

"One big problem," I indicated into the mirror with my hands.

"Big?"

"Big as my arm big," I said. We both giggled.

"Seriously...I thought they got smaller as they got older."

"If it did, I'd hate to have been on the receiving end of it way back when."

We laughed and Rachel patted the small of my back.

"So what happened?"

"He was such a gentleman. He had me look at it rather than spring it on me in the dark. He cared enough about me knowing why we didn't go all the way."

Rachel handed me the tweezers and I cleaned up her brows.

"So nothing..?"

"I used both my hands but they never touched. He let me take the tip when he got his nut so I could have him in my belly."

"I can't help it. I've got to finger myself."

"My mouth was stretched and I bathed the tip with my tongue. He sprayed down my throat but I took it all. He let me lie next to it all night."

Rachel grasped my arm as she came.

"Naughty bitch...get me a new pair of panties."

On the drive over, I recounted all the details of the night at the VFW and my spanking.

"So you're not going to be able to get it in your pussy?" Rachel asked going back to our earlier conversation.

"I want it so bad. I'm going to ask him about inflatable dildos to get me ready."

"That's what you were on the internet about."

I felt so close to Rachel now. Before we talked at each other and I lay on top of her sometimes but nothing like the feelings we were having now. When I was trying to be a boy I forget the importance of feelings over a quantity of times or conquests.

We were having a great time as we turned onto Elroy's block and I saw a car parked in the driveway.

"I guess I'll be cooking for more than one."

A beautiful older black woman answered the door. She looked so elegant so womanly. The way she moved was an intoxicating siren's call.

"Good evening," she said. "Welcome, I'm Olivia Wagner."

Olivia kissed Rachel and I before Elroy came in from the kitchen.

"Evening ladies," he said paying no attention to me. My heart sank. "I see you met my lady friend."

"What is that aroma?" Rachel asked. "It's wonderful."

"Prepare yourself. Olivia is the best cook at our church. Pastor Bennett tries to squirrel his way over wherever she cooks Sunday supper."

"Elroy," Olivia said touching his forearm.

I wanted to burst into tears. I was so far from being her, a garish fraud...an imposter. I wanted to stomp out to the car and sulk. A bitch would have done that.

"Olivia, it smells exquisite. I can't wait to try it."

"Don't be oversold, Dana. Come help me put things on the table. You've done such a wonderful job getting a woman's touch back in the kitchen. Everything is in its place."

Rachel and Elroy sat and we served. Her culinary skills far exceeded mine and I complimented her for it. At the end of the meal, I offered to clean up and get dessert so the rest could visit.

"We'll take our cobbler and coffee in the living room," Elroy said.

My hand quivered as I handed Elroy his plate. He noticed but made no effort to soothe me because what comforted me made me the type of girl that doesn't get invited to Sunday services. I wondered if Olivia was as ravenous to accommodate him, whether she could take it deep inside her.

"Thanks," I said when we got back in the car.

"I saw it coming, Dana." Rachel wanted to compliment the way I handled the devastation but stopped herself. She started the car and said, "It's not like you wanted him to kiss you and hold your hand."

I smiled.

"That us," she said. "That old man start moving in on my territory I'll whoop his monkey ass."

I teared up a little and looked out the window. "It was good for me. Everyone has been so good to me. I've been a little bitch."

"DeShawn taking up for his women," she said.

We both giggled.

Rachel cuddled me in bed that night.

Chapter 8

I went with the strappy heels and another flirty dress. I was Dana not Olivia or Elroy's deceased wife. I was ready to fight off the word 'baby' if it came my way until he went right through me with his smile. "Perfect," was all that he said.

I quickly put the house in order and prepared a list for the market. As I reached the front door the phone rang.

"Dana, call Archie's Liquor and ask them to stock me up. He'll know what I need."

"Yes, Daddy," I said.

At Maggie's Corner Store the black boys stood at the corner chirping to each other and dogging girls as they passed but luckily they only got out a few calls before I went inside.

"Good morning, Ms. Maggie," I said upon entering.

"Morning, Dana. What you making for Elroy tonight?"

"I want to make mac and cheese. Do you have a good recipe for me to use?"

Maggie helped me shop and wrote down the recipe then rang up the groceries.

"You earn your place in this neighborhood Dana. You got a long road to go but some of us will cut you a break, some won't."

"Thank you, Ms. Maggie."

"About Brandon and them boy's on the corner," she said. "Boy's like him are hustlers, they hunt what's wounded or half-dead; there's nothing in them that will accept a challenge. They'll turn tail and run from something healthy."

The boys never made a single comment to me after that morning.

We had a marvelous supper. Elroy made me feel so good the way he gobbled up the mac and cheese and asked for seconds. I watched television curled up next to his knee. We were settled into a routine.

At 7:30 Elroy didn't ask for the belt. I wasn't a woman yet so I expected the worst. My emotions took over and it felt like tears coming. About 7:45 a man approached the screen door.

"Any beer in this motherfucker?" the man with the USMC cap from the VFW post grumbled.

"Get the door, baby," Elroy said. "Dana's coming to open the door, Dallas."

"Good evening, Dallas," I said.

He put his hand in the middle of my back and kissed my cheek. "You smell like a flower. I like those pretty shoes except they make you taller than me."

Several other men were coming up the drive or parking out front. Someone called out about playing pinochle.

"Elroy, I'll get my purse and run to the store for snacks," I said.

Stanley, a black gentleman that danced with me several times at the VFW opened the door and said, "You're the snack sweetheart."

"Come make drinks, Dana," Elroy said.

It took an hour to get everyone settled and some music playing. I rearranged things and brought up chairs from the basement to gather the group in the living room. I worried myself silly being cheerful and entertaining more than thirty men while keeping fresh drinks in their hands trying not to get too upset about the cigar smoke clouding the room.

About that time someone stood up and closed the front door. As I turned to ask them to keep it open, Elroy said, "Dana, come get your nut."

I started hyperventilating. The men in the room didn't say anything to me but I felt their encouragement. I walked directly into Elroy's presence. He stood in his wife beater t-shirt and crisp white boxers that I'd ironed. I knelt before him looking into his eyes.

"Nuzzle it out, baby," Elroy said. Once I brought it out, he sat back and I crawled up between his knees and did my best to engulf the head.

"Took right to it," Rachel said from somewhere behind me. The conversation turned up again as I accepted that Elroy's cock was much too big for my mouth, even completely flaccid. I worked the knob and made a few attempts to take more with no success. Elroy kept me steady with his easy demeanor.

Once I relaxed more went in my mouth but it was all work, all trying to get it all in. I didn't enjoy the taste or the feel of it on my lips but somehow he became more erect. As it happened I released more of me and accepted him. Pleasing him became the goal. That's when the voices faded out and I got into a rhythm. I focused only on pleasing my man. I kept adjusting to the ever growing size only gagging a little bit but staying serene and breathing through my nose. My world was this beautiful black cock and my mouth.

The thought ignited my lust. What seemed impossible before happened without effort. I bobbed up and down until I could feel the ridge of his head touching against the white choker of pearls around my neck. It made me cum in my panties. Cumming did nothing to change my desire to please my man.

There was no way to get him all inside me but I fucked Elroy's cock with my mouth and throat until he held the back of my head to prepare me for the release. There was no fear of it spilling out as it felt like it was shooting directly into my stomach. That's where I felt the heat from it...in my belly.

I cleaned him and put him back in his boxers. At that point, I realized that it was quiet in the room except for the music from Elroy's favorite station. Tommy, another one of the guys from the VFW stood up and offered me his hand. "Come dance, pretty girl."

The boys got drunk and danced with Rachel and I until Elroy shooed them out at 11. They each hugged and kissed me goodbye at the door. As the last man left, my mouth and throat started feeling a little sore. It tasted like cum.

"Dana, go get my belt," Elroy said.

"Yes, Daddy," I answered.

When I re-entered the living room DeShawn sat next to Rachel on the loveseat adjacent to the couch. I handed Elroy the belt, stripped, took my place and took 50 spankings.

"Take that knob in your mouth, baby," Elroy said. "Get settled down."

I curled right up on that knob.

DeShawn said. "My brother, what's that bitch got to do? She's fine as hell. She took that nut. It don't seem right you putting on her like that."

As soon as my breathing calmed down Daddy said, "Ok, baby. That's 'nough for now."

I stood up and dressed.

"Walk the guests to the door."

Rachel kissed my cheek, then my mouth. "I love you, Dana."

"Fuck this," DeShawn said. "You fine, bitch. I'll bust a nut in you any time."

"Thank you, sir," I said.

I got Elroy into his pajamas and into bed then cleaned until the alarm went off at 4:30.

"Good morning," I said to him freshened and ready for a new day.

"Come get this nut," he said.

"Yes, Daddy."

My throat was raw and he had his morning wood. He was more insistent with my mouth gagging me more often than not. He finished by fucking down my throat until he sent the first spurt inside me. Then he pulled out and unloaded the rest on my face, hair, and dress. I offered my cheek for him to wipe himself clean.

"Thank you, Daddy."

With a new dress and re-applied make-up, I served Elroy breakfast and continued my subtle enticements.

"You get to sleep after you clean the kitchen, Dana. I'll wake you up with a nut and we'll go out to supper."

"Yes, Daddy," I said. "Have a wonderful day. I'll be looking out that window until I see you drive off."

Chapter 9

Three weeks went by with Elroy and me in our routine. I took his seed whenever and wherever he wanted, and his spankings, and dances with the boys on Friday nights. Boners of all shapes and sizes pressed against me. For those hours, I was delirious in men.

Most of the time, I forgot about being male or trying to be feminine. I wish the flow never ebbed but now when it did it didn't last. My introduction at the post helped. I socialized with the ladies and several treated me well giving me little time alone to brood. Others only spoke to me so they could gossip but that's true for any person.

My best friend ended up being Maggie. I tried to go to her shop each day.

"Hi Ms. Maggie," I said as I entered the store after taking one more look at the beer delivery truck parked out front.

"Hi, Ms. Hitchin's," she said. I don't know why she called me that but I liked it because it sounded kind of flirty like me.

"Yo, yo, yo, it's my 'round the way girl," DeShawn said as he pushed his dolly up from the refrigerated cases in the back. "What you doing on my route?"

"Nigga, this ain't your route. This Ronnie's route 10 years."

I never saw DeShawn embarrassed about anything.

"Maggie, you stepped in without an invitation. Step your ass out," DeShawn said still not sure of himself. "Dana, how you been?"

After DeShawn raped me, he ordered me to always say 'sir.' I hesitated to answer feeling odd at saying that now but hadn't got approval to change. DeShawn nodded like he knew what I was thinking.

"Great. You look great. It's good to see you again."

DeShawn smiled his crooked confident smile. He tugged at his cap setting it back on his head. "Maybe I'll come by for some sausage gravy," he said with a wink. DeShawn came to me and gave me a big exaggerated hug taking his liberties all the while looking back at Maggie.

"I'll look forward to it," I said.

"How do you do, Ms. Hitchins," Maggie teased. "He done had 'dat ass. He's fine as hell too."

"He was my first...and only."

"Girl, don't lie. Done everybody know about you taking Elroy nut. Everybody know everything."

I stood stunned.

"It ain't nothing. They know about your beatings too. Baby mammas screaming out at they kids, 'Don't make me beat that ass like you Dana gettin' it from Elroy."

"My gosh..."

"I'm teasin' bout that part. But what the fuck do you care? You know they secrets. Look, Elroy a good man and you his woman. What else happen don't matter."

"DeShawn took my virginity. That is what I meant."

"Where you meet DeShawn?"

"He was with Rachel. I think they might have broke up because of my spankings. She's got a new man now. He's young and hungry."

Maggie laughed then turned serious. "Don't get worried. Elroy will tap that."

Back at the house while I made supper it came to me why Elroy spanked me. It kept my emotions at the surface. Now I thought with feelings rather than goals. I wanted what was best for everyone, for Elroy rather than me. In the old days, I rationalized and explained. I remembered the first day I got spanked getting mad wondering what else I could do to avoid the hurt. Like there was some list to tick off, a deadline to meet.

When I saw Elroy's monster black cock, I knew the other reason. My ass could take a pounding my first time with him that wouldn't hurt any worse than what I already felt every night.
Elroy came in the door. I greeted him and took his fedora. I knelt and took off his shoes. When I stood, Elroy looked up at me and said, "Dana, I'm gonna take that ass tonight."

All the breath went out of me. I dropped the shoes.

Elroy took my wrist. "Dana, I'm gonna take that ass twice before morning."

I fumbled through supper and did my best to clean up afterward and get to his side by 6. Before I walked into the living room, Elroy stopped me with his stare. "Dana, go get in the hottest bath you can stand and stay there until I come get you. Keep it hot."

I was a mess of emotions. I wanted to call someone for advice, all the time waiting for the moment and I'd never figured out what to do. How was I going to take that thing? How was I going to please him with my pussy? I remembered the night he came out of the shower behind me as I was wiping up the floor. His erection stretched from the base of my ass to well past my spine.

All my thoughts of being intimate involved how I surrendered to him, how I was open for him, him touching my legs and me accepting him. This was one time when thinking about the practicalities would have helped.

"Dry off and lay on the bed," Elroy said as he passed the bathroom.

At the edge of the bed I stood not knowing whether to get up on all fours or lie on my back. Elroy turned me around. He held my waist in his hands. The warmth of them the way they controlled me help settle my nerves his presence set my desire. "Lay back and let it happen," he said lifting me up and setting me down on the edge.

Elroy hooked my legs under his arms. "Put your hand over your clit, Dana," he said. "Play with it like a girl. Use the palm at the tip and your fingers at the base. That's it girl. Be easy."

Elroy put his weight on me. It drove me wild. After nibbling my breasts and neck he moved back leaving his black cock resting over me. His balls were under my butt, the tip touched my belly button. It pushed me to the edge of ecstasy. Instinctively, I used my other hand to spit cover his knob.

He dragged the weight of the head down to my opening. "Get them toes on my hips baby. I want to feel those feet on me."

As I positioned, I felt the burn of him pinching one nipple and the sharp pain of his biting the other. I gasped and he used that moment to thrust inside me in one motion.

I blossomed for him.

I released myself into the pain like when I was spanked. It comforted me. I touched my clit as a woman creaming my hand as he thrust deeper inside. I felt beautiful and desired and clawed at Elroy's back as I came. Elroy withdrew leaving me burning, sore and empty. I couldn't hold back sobbing.

"Get that knob in your mouth," he said.

Enflamed, he forced himself in my mouth. I tasted his pre-cum and my ass. I sucked it and prepared for him to explode. Just before that moment, he pulled out of my mouth and shoved inside me again. He blasted my pussy full then used his cock to push the cum in deeper between his throbbing bursts. My body responded. My heels prompted him to probe me. My hips arched forward. His cum scalded my insides. I was full of it as his nut subsided and he softened. It allowed him to press further.

"Look at me Dana," he said. "I'm taking your ass."

"Yes, Daddy. Take your pussy."

Daddy worked my pussy, the torrent of cum being used to make me slick and open. I was on my back with a massive black cock bringing me beyond anything I'd ever felt. I might have passed out momentarily a few times from the pleasure or the pain. No matter how much he used me it did nothing to quell my craving. Finally, he flushed my insides again.

"Please don't, Daddy," I cried as he withdrew.

"Show me you're open for me, baby."

I opened my legs as Daddy slipped a pillow under me to hold the cum inside. "Soothe yourself on that knob, baby."

"Look at you sweetheart," Rachel said as she turned up the lights and moved a full length mirror to the end of the bed.

"Keep pacifying on that knob...good girl. Look in the mirror."

My pussy gaped open with cum brimming over. Rachel brushed back my bangs and caressed my face. I hadn't realized how much I'd been sweating.

"I'm so open. Thank you, Daddy."

"Shhhh...stay on that knob until you get all calmed down."

Rachel placed a plastic plug in me. "You're too open for tampons," she said.

I rested more and more into the knob feeling the fullness of the plug and mini-spasms that kept coursing through my pussy.

"You're so messy, Dana," Rachel said looking down at my juices on my belly. She could feel the waves going through me as she placed her hand there.

"I'll clean that too."

"You are a good girl," she said.

With both of them looking on, I held his knob and sucked at it until I stopped crying.

"Ok, Dana. Crawl up under the covers and sleep. Rachel's going to cuddle you up tonight."

"Thank you, Daddy. Thank you for taking my ass."

I fell to sleep full of Elroy's seed in the arms of my loving wife.

Chapter 10

When I awoke at 4 am, I expected to be sore and regretful. Instead, my pussy ached to be filled again. It was a deep wanting that I doubted would ever be satisfied. My clit was engorged at the feeling in my bum. I rolled on my back and felt for my pussy. I was wide open. With the slightest movement, the plug would have fell out. It felt like I could take a fist.

In the bathroom, I watched a mound of cum pile up before douching with warm water until it came out clear. I got ready and waited for Elroy in the bathroom.

As soon as he saw me, he pushed me to my knees and put his messy cock into my mouth. I went after him until he unloaded in my mouth. I wanted to offer my ass.

"Stand up," he said.

Before fully on my feet, he ripped my panties from my body and lifted me off of the floor. I was lowered until impaled on him. I eagerly wiggled my butt down to get him in.

Elroy popped my butt. "Settle down, baby. Put your feet on the sink and ride me."

The feeling of controlling his invasion sent me to the moon. I moaned out and kept getting him deeper and deeper until he forced me to stop. Daddy spanked me over and over but it only made me more crazy with lust.

"Take your pussy, Daddy."

"Don't move," he said popping my ass.

It made my legs tremble to stop but Daddy held me. I went limp and he worked me in the bathroom, on the bed and sitting on his chair cupping my ass raising and lowering me like his fuck doll. He shot my insides full.

The back up alarm went off in my bedroom. It was 5:10.

"I don't want you to be late, Daddy."

He picked me up off of him and I reached under to catch what dripped out. I was sure a baseball could fall out without me knowing it.

"Let me clean you while you shower," I said.

"Go make coffee," Elroy said. "Make it to go and an egg sandwich."

"I'll put it in foil for you."

I dumped the hand full of cum into my mouth having no where else to put it as I tried to get my robe on. I leaked through cleaning my face and hands through making coffee and an egg sandwich and as I arched to see Elroy backing out of the driveway.

"I came four times listening to it in the bathroom and watching you in the bedroom. You looked beautiful then. You look fulfilled right now."

"I feel empty...don't you feel empty after?"

"It's part of being a woman, sweetheart," she said staring down at my legs.

"I'm leaking," I said.

"I'm going to fuck the shit out of someone today. This is making me so hot. What is it about seeing you on a black cock that gets me so hot?"

By noon, I had most everything under control. The house was cleaned except for the bloody sheets where Elroy took me the first time. I threw them away and used the spares. I soaked three pairs of panties and 3 maxi pads before the leaking reached a manageable level. I couldn't keep my hands off my pussy. I kept laying back to touch it and look at the gaping opening then I'd rub my clit, then slip a finger in and explode. If I didn't get up immediately, it would start over again.

"Dana!" I heard Nadine yell through the screen as I pulled up my panties in the bedroom. There was no time to clean up. Nadine waited for no one.

"Hello, mother," I said as I rushed to the door.

With the door opened, I rushed into an explanation only to be silenced. "Have you lost your mind?"

Nadine jutted out her chin and I kissed it.

"Wait a second," she said. "Goodness gracious...you've been plucked."

"I don't think I'll be needing a colonic," slipped out before I stopped it.

Nadine slapped my face. "That's enough of that talk. One cock and you've turned into a gutter whore."

"Sorry, mother."

"Don't cloud up on me. It's alright, Dana. I remember my first time."

"I should shower first," I said.

"Make me a sandwich and I'll eat while you get yourself in order."

Nadine threw away the rest of her sandwich as I came into the kitchen. She was anxious to get me on the table to have a look and I wanted her to see.

"Not so bad," Nadine said. "You're in charge of your little pussy, dear. You make sure you're ready before you let him have his way or he'll tear something open."

"Yes, mother, but I was so..."

"Hush, I don't care, Dana."

She jerked me over to the mirror and pulled and picked at me and made the tape measure too tight until she got over her anger.

"I'm worried for you dear. What takes a lifetime for a female you're trying to learn in too short a time. I don't want you to get hurt. I never thought you'd come alive like this...Give a man what he wants but insist it be done in a safe way. Don't let lust get the best of you."

"You've done so much for me, Mother. I'm so sorry for all my...."

"Stop talking," she said. She turned away and tugged at her nose. "Come tell dad on Saturday afternoon. I'm not doing your bidding. Dad is the hard one but he loves you too."

"Yes, mother," I said. "I'll tell dad."

Nadine was barely out of the drive when the phone rang. It was Nan all excited about me getting fucked. We gabbed for a while then she told me Elroy told Rachel it was ok for the girls to come by that night.

It made me want to do something special for my man. Plus, I was dying for Maggie to know. As I entered the door she called out, "Ah nah, Ms. Hitchin's...Elroy done got him that ass. It's a wonder you ain't walkin' bow legged."

"How does everybody already know?"

She smiled and came around the counter. She brushed back my bangs and hugged me tight. "Nobody knowed shit until you just told me. You did him right didn't you?"

"I'm not sure."

"What time he leave for work?"

I put my face into her huge breasts.

"Said it all...that's my girl...now you be careful cause you stir up something in a man that he ain't got in long time, he'll be takin' too much if you don't keep him in line."

"He can't take too much of me."

"Listen at you. That's why I like you Dana. You honest. Sometimes not the brightest or maybe just naïve, but you honest." Maggie let me loose but rubbed up my back. I really felt close to this wonderful woman that had nothing but disdain for me a few weeks before, a woman that I'd never have talked to in my old life. She warmed me up inside.

I told her everything while we got groceries for me to make spaghetti with meatballs and Caesar salad with homemade dressing and anchovies, my man liked anchovies. I found that out the night we went to supper.

"What perfume were you wearing?" Maggie asked as I paid for my groceries.

"Should I have worn some?"

"Girl, you still got so much to learn about being a woman."

Maggie's eyes got big as soon as she said it. Tears were already coming down my cheeks. She ran around the counter and cuddled me into her. "I'm so sorry, Dana. That was a stupid thing to say, baby."

"It's ok Ms. Maggie. I'm just feeling empty without Elroy inside me. I want him to want me."

"He want you...no doubt. Look I'll give you this stuff I keep special. None of these other bitches 'round here use it. They all wear the same shit."

She took off the top and put it up to the side of her neck. "Like this on both sides, backs of your elbows and insides of your wrists, then a special secret is the backs of them calves. Black men loves pretty feet. Think about where his face is when you be trying to get started. You want him remembering what he got when you want him to get it again."

"These bitches putting it on them titties and on they couchie, who wants to be licking all around them cute little titties of yours if they tasting like perfume." Maggie put her face down to my chest and ran her tongue all around pretending to be licking me until I was laughing.

"Thank you, Ms. Maggie," I said hugging her again. "My wife and her friends are coming over at 7:30 if you want to come. I'd love for you to meet her."

"Ok," Maggie said. "Who knows maybe I'll stop hating skinny white bitches if they all are like you."

The sauce was perfect, the noodles were going to be ready at 5:30, the salad was ready and my perfume waited for him. I debated all afternoon when to freshen the lube in my pussy but as I looked into the window to watch Elroy drive up, I realized I was out of time. No matter, I could do it as I took his clothes to the bedroom to hang.

I had Elroy's patterns down to the second. I had time for a final taste of the salad dressing but as I touched it to my lips the door opened.

"So sorry, Daddy," I said. "Where is my head?" I ran to him and was bursting with happiness until I got into his presence. It felt odd, uneasy odd.

Elroy wasn't wearing his fedora. He stared at a spot on my cheek and said, "Take off those glasses, Dana...goddamn."

Taking the lord's name shocked me. I bought the magnifiers at Ms. Maggie's so I could read the tiny print of the marinara sauce recipe but thought I looked cute with them on. Elroy never said curse words. His forehead was wet with sweat.

"Sorry, Daddy," I said. I didn't take off the glasses. Daddy locked me in a stare. He thumbed a spot of salad dressing from my cheek. His way was scaring me so much before I got control of myself I licked the white speck off his thumb.

After another odd moment, I decided to be extra cheerful to change his mood.

It didn't need tasting but I moved my hips with his eyes on me and brought the wooden spoon up to my mouth. "All from scratch, Spaghetti, meatballs, and salad with anchovies, all for my man," I said. It was the first time I'd called him my man in his presence. "I just wanted to make sure it was ready before I came over to take off your shoes."

Daddy still hadn't said a word. I knelt in front of him. "Dana, get off the floor," he said turning his head away from me.

"You're sweating," I said standing up in front of him with my chest at his face. His eyes went to my elbow. I reached out and wiped the sweat from his brow. It seemed like his nostrils flared. The look on his face scared me.

"I'll get a towel for you to wipe away the sweat," I said and started to rush away.

Elroy grabbed my wrist and stopped me. He started to stand then settled back down.

"Go," was all he said.

After handing him his towel, I made his plate. He wasn't looking at me any more though I tried to be as flirting and cheery as possible. I came around behind him and set down his marinara sauce on the right hand side then stopped to his left.

"I made the dressing from scratch," I said. "See you just drizzle it all over like that."

I took the boat into both hands, something frightened me again. I made it to the sink before Elroy grabbed me slinging me around. The porcelain boat smashed on the floor the dressing splattered the refrigerator. Elroy grabbed a handful of my dress reached under and tore off my panties. He threw me onto the kitchen table as if I were a loaf of bread. I looked between my opened legs to see Elroy fully engorged.

"Oh, no," I said.

Elroy got to my legs before he stopped. I probably wouldn't have gotten fucked if I just laid still but I moved my leg up ever so slightly. It was either the scent of the perfume on the back of my calf or his seeing my toes wet with tomato sauce.

Daddy first bit then sucked at them. "Use your cream, Dana."

Splayed out on the table, I realized Daddy could see my clit poking to the sky. I covered it and felt around the table for the butter. There wasn't any cream on the table. I got it on my fingers and pushed some on my hole. Elroy came up from stepping out of his pants.

He took one look at my buttered hole and went wild pulling me to the end of the table. He was heaving breaths as he put his forehead to my breasts. "You killing me, baby. Your cream...I'll split you in half."

The thought of him splitting me open made me cum. I pushed it all around and in my pussy. Elroy's throbbing head was soaking from his own pre-cum. He placed it to my opening. Elroy was such a kind and loving man. He wanted to go slow. He apologized with his eyes before he pulled my hips down and thrust inside.

"Take me, Daddy," I encouraged happy to suffer the pain. "I'm yours, fuck your pussy."

Elroy put his hand on my throat and closed his fingers just shy of choking me. "Be still baby. Be still. Be still and take this nut. It's wrong of me to make you take it rough like this."

Daddy fucked me hard. He was way deeper than before fucking my insides putting his weight on me. He bit my nipples bloody trying to control himself. I lay there still as night air taking him the way he wanted me to let him take me.

I thought he was ready to release into my belly as he stood up. He saw me crying and moved forward to wipe away the tears. While he looked at me, he turned my hips ever so slightly and went in even deeper. You could tell it was in his mind to work me from that depth but he drenched me deep with his eruption on the second thrust.

It made me cum again as he withdrew in a measured way coating the rest of my insides as he went. Daddy knew that I'd know he was laying claim to wanting more.

He left me open and dripping and went off to the bathroom. The butt plug was down the hall. There was no way to get up and keep all the cum in me. The thought started the tears coming faster. My purse was hanging at the door. I had a smaller plug and used it, then set about cleaning up the kitchen. As I was cleaning the dishes, the late day sun crossed my chest illuminating the bite marks on my breasts. I clutched the material of my dress loving the feeling of being used.

I thought Elroy might have gone to take a nap. It took a long time for him come back. The kitchen was clean a plate was covered in tin foil in the oven as I crawled the floor turning into the living room searching for any stray broken pieces.

Daddy clamped on my ankle and turned me over. This time I knew the look. It didn't make it any less scary. "I have to have that pussy again," he said. Daddy took me on the floor this time. My neck was bitten and sucked instead of my tits. This was fast with long thrusts meant to give me another nut and I took it bathed in the pleasure and pain.

He got off of me and sat over on the couch.

I came to my knees and said, "May I clean you Daddy."

"Stop it, Dana. Shut your mouth, girl," he pleaded. "Goddamn get on this knob."

I knelt in front of him staining the carpet with what leaked out of me. It was the same mixture I tasted as I cleaned my man. He didn't last long. I was licking the underside of his shaft when he gathered me up under my arms and pulled me up over him then sat me down.

He pumped me two or three times, then spun me around. He moved up to the edge of the couch and sat me down on him again.

Elroy guided my hips. He turned me to get in deeper like before. It wasn't all of him but I had more than 10 inches of thick black cock in my pussy and I rode it and gripped it with my pussy and twisted on it making Daddy have to close his eyes and moan with pleasure.
At some point, I noticed the clock. It was well after eight. I looked toward the screen and saw movement. The girls were out on the porch watching. After another twenty minutes, Daddy fed more cum into my pussy.

"Don't say a word, Dana. Go straight to bed."

Thirty minutes later, Daddy took me again, nasty with three loads already soaking my pussy. I was his naughty girl. I cleaned him to sleep afterward and leaked the bed wet with his cum by the morning.

Chapter 12

The next morning, Elroy left for work before I woke up. I cleaned up walking in a cloud of beauty. Everything smelled better, looked better, felt better. I stood naked out of the shower looking at my tortured body bit up at the neck and across my chest. There was even a tiny bruise on the side of my throat where he clasped his hand.

I was a slut...Elroy's slut.

By the time Rachel pulled into the driveway. I'd steamed clean the carpets and couches recounting every moment of our night in my mind. The house was in order but my silly head stayed muddled in lust.

"I'm curious about something, Dana," Rachel said as we cuddled up on the couch watching television instead of going to the beauty shop.

"About what..?"

"Do you cum differently with Elroy?"

"Yes," I said.

"It looked like and felt like girl cumming when I put my hand on your belly. How is it different?"

"It builds longer. Sometimes it sneaks up on you when it is going to happen. It lasts longer and you can be brought up to the next one easier. You stay sensitive, the emotions are overpowering. Afterwards it's like internal tremors. Male cumming is on long enough to cum then immediately off."

"It sounds like you like it better."

"Am I hurting your feelings?"

"No, Dana. I've been thinking about it since I felt it in your belly the other night. You're cumming like a woman."

"It is more fulfilling. What I have for black cock is a longing. With a woman, I just wanted it because I thought I wanted it. I liked it but it lasted only as long as I did."

"So not long at all," she said pinching at my side.

"It is true. I could never just enjoy fucking a woman so concerned about my performance. It's like this is luxuriating."

"I met your friend Maggie. I see why you like her."

"You saw it all."

"We heard it long before we saw it. It sounded more like a rugby scrum than sex."

"That doesn't sound so good."

"You can't let him do you like that, Dana. He's going to kill you with that cock."

"Your mom said the same thing...I can't resist him. He feels really bad about it but he can't stop fucking me."

I bought a new dress and heels for the VFW and baked cookies for 200. Elroy's car wasn't in the driveway when we arrived at 5:35. I got sick with worry thinking he had to have been in an accident. When I went up to the kitchen door, I could tell he'd been home.

"Should we go up to the post?" I asked after getting into the car.

"Sweetheart," Rachel said.

"No, it can't be. I mean who will keep up those flowers on the porch?"

"Men don't think about the flowers on the porch."

I folded my arms across my chest. "I'm going over there. I'll walk if you won't drive me."

Rachel started the car.

"Who's going to dance with Dallas and the rest of the boys? They can't wait to see me each week."

Rachel backed out going the opposite direction.

"At least let's drive by it."

"You've had your say, Dana. Now, hush."

That's how it ended. I still talk to Maggie but only on the phone most of the time. Elroy showed up with a woman from Michigan that night at the VFW, not Olivia. She moved into his home and they left to retire in Florida a couple of weeks later. There was no goodbye. Without a thought, I disappeared as if I'd never existed to him.

I miss what happened there. I miss the boys and some day I might get the courage to go up to the VFW again but it will take more time. I can't go into the neighborhood any more without everything coming back up again. Rachel and Nadine had to keep me on a short leash for a while.

I told dad. He took me to play nine holes and let me tee off from the women's tee markers and wear a cute pink golf skort that he bought for me at the clubhouse shop.

DeShawn kept finding ways to run into me over the next few weeks. He stopped by one night and we sat out on our front porch on the swing. He brought beer he stole off his truck.

After talking around it for his first four or five long necks, he cocked his hat back on his head. "Fuck Elrod or whatever his name is Dana. I'd kick his monkey ass if he still lived here."

"I'm fine DeShawn, but thanks."

He sucked down half of another beer. "I turned on Rachel. She shouldn't have let that shit go on. No one should be whipped on like that. You make some damn good sausage gravy."

"Want me to make you something to eat?"

"Son of a bitch, Dana, stop being so nice to me," he said and finished his beer. "I started all this shit...it don't show but that shit's been eating me."

"I forgive you, DeShawn but there's nothing to forgive."

"Well, I don't know. I don't feel like shit about nothing but I feel like shit about that. I know I ain't punkin' no other white bois. Rachel should apologize too. That's bullshit."

"Give me another beer and we're square."

"Serious...? Alright then," he said passing me another beer then standing up after grabbing the handle on the bucket. "You still be my round the way girl?"

Now, he's a friend to me like all the others and I never had friends like this before I decided to be who I am. There's still the ebb and flow but I keep flowing in the direction that seems natural to me.

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