MY STORY : BOOK 2 --------------------------------- Chapter..

MY STORY : BOOK 2 --------------------------------- Chapter 19: Big Black Cock ‘’Joyce when are you going to get fucked by a real dick again?’’ ‘’We want more content of you getting fucked’’ ‘’Please get fucked Joyce’’ ‘’Let me fuck you Joyce’’ ‘’If you have any more videos of you getting fucked I’d buy them’’ ‘’You should be fucked more often’’ I know! I know! I get it. For a famous sissy slut, I don’t get fucked very often. I’m just very afraid for my safety and I also don’t want any weird diseases. But I crave cock every single day. There have been days where I am very desperate. I log into chat sites looking for guys who are willing to fuck me. Just like you might expect, I do get a lot of messages - hundreds of messages from men who would like to fuck me. Sadly 90% of those messages are from men who just want to fantasize about it and chat about it. That leaves only 10%. Half of those 10% are creeps or guys with small dicks. And because I want to enjoy it, and because my fans want to see me around big dick, I decline those. From the other 5% remaining, less than 1% is willing to sign a contract. In order for me to post videos and pictures of men fucking me, I need them to sign a content release form. This gives me the right to post these videos on the internet. Otherwise I can get sued and I don’t want that to happen. So one evening, I was on one of these chat sites again. I was sitting in my pink room that already has pictures of big dicks framed up on the walls. I am surrounded by dildos and my clitty was super wet. I logged into the chat site and got bombarded by messages: men calling me slut, bitch, or sending me dick picks. I was basically in heaven haha. My evening went by as usual - a lot of men who made false promises about fucking me and some hot conversations with guys who like to bully me. It wasn’t too bad. In online chats, I always act a little bit more submissive towards BBCs (big black cocks) because for some reason I really like the idea of my tiny white locked up clitty being next to a big black cock. It is very humiliating. This one black guy also wanted to fuck me. I already assumed he wasn’t serious, but we started chatting anyway and he made me feel like a true submissive, so I gave him my phone number. That evening in bed, I was still chatting with this guy, and I didn’t believe that big black cock was truly his. But it was. He sent me pictures, but he also had no problem verifying it by video call. I was chatting with a real BBC Master. I wanted to orgasm so bad, but of course I couldn’t because I was locked up in chastity. Princess was already asleep so I silently grabbed my dildo off the shelf and used spit instead of lube to play a little bit with myself while waiting for his messages. I told him my concern about safety and he didn’t mind signing a release form or sending a copy of his ID to prove he was real. He did send a copy of his ID to me. I was laying there in bed with the feeling that this might be the one who actually fucks me. The dildo in my ass kept me in the right zone, and I told him that I was for real too. And I sent him my ID. Soon after that we discussed a time and place. Time: In 4 days. Place: The Sissy Market store ‘’But what if you don’t show up? I need to do a very long drive, bitch!’’ he said. I promised him I’ll be there. In my mind, I was thinking, ‘’If I want to change my mind, I’ll just tell him I got sick or something.’’ ‘’You promise you will be there? So, you don’t mind risking your ID picture and all your information, bitch? If you won’t be there, I will share it with all your fans.’’ My heart sank. This was a very scary feeling. But the dildo in my sissy pussy was vibrating and I was super turned on by it all. So I said ‘’Yes. Deal. You got my word.’’ You will have your BBC in my ass in 4 days. ‘’See you soon, dumb bitch! Goodnight!!’’ I put away my phone and removed the vibrating dildo from my ass. Slowly, I realized what I just did. Totally outed or a big black dick in my ass. What the fuck did I just do? Just from that idea my clitty started itching. I was edging without touching myself. I stopped moving and said ‘’Oh no!!’’ in a girly voice as I was trying harder and harder not to cum. ‘’Not now please, come on.’’ But the harder I fought against that feeling, the more it was coming. I tensed all my muscles hoping I wouldn’t cum. When a sissy has an orgasm, they are not as horny anymore and don’t want to get fucked at all! Their mind slips back into reality when they cum! You get filled with tons of regret! So I tensed up all my muscles. I tried to not look at my clitty, but I started to feel every little movement. The blankets rubbed over my chastity cage and made me edge again. I tried to look away, thinking about something else, but nothing helped. It was coming. ‘’Oh no oh no oh no oh no”, I said with a girly voice. ‘’Oooooooooooohhhh fuckkkkkkkkkkkk!’’ I said, as the cum started to drip out of my pink chastity cage. Five seconds later - instant regret. What have I done?! Oh no! I am so stupid! I can’t get fucked by a big black cock! What the hell eww…. Slowly I fell asleep. Three days left before a BBC enters my ass and changes my life. I wake up, but I am not looking forward to my appointment because I am not very horny. So during the day I send a couple messages to this BBC Master asking if it is okay to cancel our appointment. ‘’If you cancel, I will expose your ID and all your information to your fans slut, just like we agreed.’’ Fuck. That didn’t work. And for each excuse I give him, I get the same reply back. When I tell him I’m sick he answers: ‘’If you cancel, I will expose your ID and all your information to your fans slut, just like we agreed.’’ When I tell him I don’t have time he answers: ‘’If you cancel, I will expose your ID and all your information to your fans slut, just like we agreed.’’ Whatever I try, he won’t let me cancel it. I start begging and sending him pictures of me on my knees, but it doesn’t help. All I get is the same message: ‘’If you cancel, I will expose your ID and all your information to your fans slut, just like we agreed.’’ At the end of the day, the loss of control turns me on a little bit and sometime during the evening I am looking forward to our appointment once again. That night, I have a dream of him fucking me. I wake up feeling like I am a girl. Two days left before a BBC enters my ass and changes my life. I am getting nervous. I need to slowly prepare myself for the appointment. Something in me still wants to cancel and go back, but I know I can’t do that, so I decide to watch porn and get myself in the right headspace for this event. During the day I can hardly focus on anything else. I think this BBC Master has a busy life, because he doesn’t answer my messages very often at all. Or perhaps he is only interested in the real thing. I try to distract myself when possible and I also try to get myself in the right zone when alone. I take my favorite vibrating buttplug, stuff it up my ass and go for a walk while people on the internet control the vibrations. This always makes me feel like a slut and I love it. (That is how I always go for walks by the way.) After dinner I take a bath. Every single day I still look at my body and feel surprised. I still can’t believe this hairless, smooth, sissy body is mine for some reason haha, because for the first 18-20 years of my life, I was a boy. It’s still crazy to me that this is all happening to me. I take a bath and I shave my legs just in case. I have less hair on my legs than girls do, but the few little hairs that are still left, I want to get rid of anyway. After my bath I sit in front of my computer answering my messages from OnlyFans and checking out all the dick pics that I receive that day. I watch some porn and I turn into a big slut once again. By the end of the evening, I am fantasizing about our appointment. I am ready and I want his big black cock. I just wish he would send something else than: ‘’If you cancel, I will expose your ID and all your information to your fans slut, just like we agreed.’’ One day left before a BBC enters my ass and changes my life. (How do I know this changed my life? Because it has already happened as I am writing this. And it did change my life. At that time, I didn’t think my life could still change. At that moment, I was just looking forward to making content with my first real big black cock, and I couldn’t wait to show my followers and subscribers what a whore I have become.) I am very nervous because it is really happening right now, although there are some doubts in my mind. Maybe he isn’t going to show up. Maybe he is just joking or messing with me. This happens a lot. However something inside me tells me this is the real deal. I can feel it. I watch BBC porn most of the day. I can’t believe it. Me. I am going to end up with a big black dick in my ass and it is going to be posted everywhere. WHAT THE ACTUAL F! 0 Days left. Today is the day. It’s happening. I am very very nervous but also very well prepared. My car is packed because I am going to film this in the Sissy Market store. I have brought all my toys, clothes, camera equipment, light, wig, makeup, dress, outfits, collars, socks, shoes, everything. I am 100% ready. I drive to the Sissy Market after Princess Diamonds gives me a little kiss and wishes me good luck. I still think she somehow set me up for this. Anyway, I arrive at the Sissy Market store, and I unpack all my things and wait for him to arrive and eventually the doorbell rings. I can see that it is him. He actually came. It wasn’t a lie. Fuck. I can’t go back now. I need to open the door. I walk to the door and open the door. I am greeted by a BBC Master, way bigger and stronger than me. But he is friendly. He isn’t aggressive. That is a relief. We walk to the office room and he sits down in my chair. He kindly asks me to show my outfit. It is an easy command to follow and a great way to start. It creates a feeling of trust and safety. I spin around a couple times, and he compliments me and then tells me to lift up my skirt. I lift up my skirt and my pink panties are revealed. He tells me to come closer and I do. He drops my panties to the floor with his own hands. He stands up from his chair and starts to remove his belt. As he is lowering his pants, he tells me to kneel down. I kneel and in front of me a Big Black Cock appears - just like in the many porn videos that I have seen. This is my first time and I don’t want any safety risks. I don’t want any diseases or weird things. This BBC Master is a stranger, and he understands that. We use a condom. (Sorry, I know that you might have wanted to read that I sucked his cock without a condom, but that didn’t happen here. This is the truth, not a fantasy story, and I hope you can appreciate that.) I start to suck his cock and he takes pictures and videos of me while I also take pictures and videos of myself. This gets me very excited. Eventually he pushes me with my back against the wall and uses both of his hands to keep my head still as his cock enters my mouth. I can’t move. I can just let him fuck my mouth hole and I can’t do anything but let it happen. My eyes manage to take a quick look at the camera recording all of this and once I see that it is still recording, I can start to enjoy this moment. My clitty is very wet and now I want to get fucked. One problem. There isn’t a bed in the Sissy Market, so I have to lay down on the floor. But that isn’t a problem. This big guy crawls on top of me and pushes his dick inside me. This is a very, very special moment for me. I am getting fucked by a big black cock. I can no longer say that I am a boy. He starts to fuck me. My body bounces up and down and I moan like a little bitch as I can hear him moaning on top of me. I feel like a girl. Every little bit of masculinity that I have left at this point leaves my body. After a while he stops and he almost lifts me off the floor and makes me kneel doggy style. Once more, his big black cock enters my ass and he starts to pound me. I don’t like it when he pushes very deep because that truly hurts me. It is too big for me haha. Too deep. But I love every minute of this ultimate humiliation. The moaning starts to get louder and louder. I am sweating and the front of my wig is wet. I can hear he is about to cum. He starts to pound me VERY hard, and I start to moan from pain and joy at the same time! He calls me bitch, slut, whore as he pounds harder and harder. I can feel his cock inside me getting harder and tenser too. I know it is about to happen. He cums inside me. As he starts to lower his pace, I can’t believe what I just did. I stare in front of me as I know that the guy behind me just came inside my ass. I can’t believe it. As he stops pounding and takes his dick out of my ass, he removes the condom, and I can feel that he places the condom on my ass. He takes his clothes, and he leaves without saying one word to me. And... that’s it. I was still in doggy position but as soon as I heard the door close from him leaving, I dropped down on my belly, exhausted and fucked. I was sweating. I was out of breath and staring in front of me, with a condom full of cum on my ass. After what seemed a couple hours I got up and threw the condom in the trash. I removed my wig, my girl clothes and make-up and grabbed my stuff to go back home. My ass hurt. I never had that when I fucked my dildos. Of course Princess Diamonds was waiting for me. At least that was what I thought when she ran to me. But all she said was, ‘’Give me your phone, bitch.’’ I gave her my phone and she started to browse my videos and pictures, and once she realized it truly happened, she was full of joy and pride. She prepared dinner for me, and we had an evening full of love. But that evening. I decided to e-mail my doctor. Dear (doctors name), I have felt like a girl my entire life. I have already taken many steps towards this. I have done permanent hair removal across my entire body and face. I have girly piercings, and I feel like a girl, and I want to be a girl. I am ready for the next steps, and I want to start hormone replacement therapy. Can you help me with that please? Thanks, Joyce