Shauna is sick of getting dumped by little white bitches who can't handle her surprise package. Perhaps an effeminate, unwilling boy is more suitable to her taste?
WARNING: Contains non-con.
Living near the edge of the city can be a tedious thing, especially when you’ve been held up downtown at work for several hours past your schedule. And especially when it’s after dark and buses no longer go all the way to your area. And especially when you make the terrible decision to take a shortcut through the bad part of the city.
These things were made clear to Jesse, who was now all alone on the dark streets of the ghetto, regretting ever setting foot there. It was no place for someone like him - a weak, frail little thing, with a height just a few inches over five feet. All he wanted was to get home faster, to a warm blanket and a cup of tea, after getting constantly hounded by his boss and customers at the burger joint where he worked. It was just his luck that the last bus left only five minutes before his shift was finally over.
Jesse had lived a comfortable life, sheltered from any hardships a shy, cute, effeminate boy like him would be expected to endure. He had never set foot in a place like this before, having only lived downtown with his mother up until recently, when he finally decided that it was time to move out and try standing on his own legs. His thick, feminine legs, with a big, round ass most women could only dream of attaining.
His friends, who were all female, had given him nothing but praise for it, saying they would kill to have hips like him. Unbeknownst to them however, it had done nothing but shatter poor little Jesse’s confidence even further. It was something he hated about himself, how every ounce of fat on his body, and what little muscle mass he had all seemed to gather in the least masculine places possible.
It wasn’t uncommon for him to be mistaken for a girl, made more understandable by the fact that he had no body hair to speak of and a face that would have passed for a girl’s, even without makeup. And it definitely didn’t do him any favors at this moment, when he found himself seemingly pursued by two scary looking men, through streets littered with trash and graffiti all over the walls. He wasn’t entirely sure if they were actually following him, after all he tried not to conform to any stereotypes regarding the people who lived in these kinds of areas. Still, it was always best to be careful, so when the two men seemed to pick up their pace, Jesse did the same.
Why did I think this would be a good idea? he thought to himself, looking over his shoulder as he started walking faster and faster. This was the most scared he had ever been in his life, and one of the only times he had felt like he was in any danger at all. The two men weren’t even particularly well built, nor did they look armed, but to Jesse, who would have struggled in a physical altercation with a 14 year old girl, they were terrifying. It didn’t help that it was way past sunset, shrouding most of their features in darkness.
Soon enough, Jesse’s pace was cranked up to running speed, as the men slowly closed the gap between them. His tired body was sweating and aching, his sports bag’s handle was digging into his shoulders, his big thighs rubbed against each other, slowly chafing away at his skin. In the heat of the moment he was able to ignore it, his mind already being clouded in fear.
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With a slam against her table, Shauna clenched her teeth in anger. She stared at the words on her phone display that had cracks riddled all over it.
“I’m sorry, Shauna. It’s just not working out.”
Why was it always so difficult? All she wanted was a bit of fun, but none of her love interests seemed to feel the same way. Her previous relationships had all ended like this. What felt like love at first sight every time always resulted in a breakup less than a month afterwards.
“Fuckin’ liars, all of ‘em,” she cursed quietly, rising from her seat by the small dinner table. “Probably already scissoring some other white bitch by now.” She opened her mostly empty freezer to look for some of the little food she had left, as the only immediate way to quell her anger was with a nice dinner. Of course, her idea of a “nice” dinner was nothing more than a prepackaged meal, barely heated through due to her impatient nature.
She had it rough. Poverty, drug dealing and violence had been major parts of her life for as long as she could remember. However, while most people would have perished in her situation, she had only become stronger, both mentally and physically. To survive in the ghetto you had to be fierce, and fierce she was.
Love was not something she was familiar with. The girls that interested her the most were all dainty, prude and white, and therefore rarities out here in the slums. It was only during bar visits and the like that she had a chance to seduce innocent adventure-seeking girls, but it always ended in disappointment.
The girls she charmed usually seemed genuine enough on their first meetings, and with a bit of “sweet” talk from Shauna they often agreed to go with her. Many of them even accepted the fact that she had something unexpected swinging between her legs, something perhaps not entirely compatible with most of her partners’ body sizes.
While she couldn’t be sure, Shauna suspected that it was that very thing that caused all the breakups. Not that anyone ever said that to her, most likely as to not hurt her feelings, or, according to Shauna, as to not admit that they were too weak to handle her.
Frustrated and impatient she leaned against the wall, listening to the humming of the microwave, when another sound was brought to her attention. It sounded like a crash, like someone tipping over a garbage can. She quickly made her way to her window to see what was going on. Was it a fight? A drug deal gone bad? No.
What she saw was a small, fair girl, crawling backwards into a dimly lit alleyway, cornered by two men that Shauna recognized as some of the lowest runts in the entire ghetto. It was no surprise to see them go after someone like the little girl, although Shauna couldn’t help but feel bothered by it nonetheless. Not that she was planning on doing anything about it anyway, it wasn’t her business, and frankly, seeing a little white whore get her comeuppance was kind of satisfying. After all the pain they had caused her, it was only fair, right?
Right?
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“First time in the hood, lil’ girl?” one of the men said, slowly walking towards Jesse, who had tears streaming down his face as he crawled on the dirty ground. The man was fairly skinny, about average height, but clearly dangerous.
“W-what do you want?” Jesse stammered.
“Fuck you think?” the other, shorter and stockier man said. From what little Jesse could see they both looked like typical meth heads, with sickly looking skin, patchy beards and dressed in black hoodies. “Give us yo’ shit. Bet you’re fuckin’ loaded.”
“I-I don’t have any money!”
It was true, at least at the moment. But despite working a minimum wage job and living in a pretty average apartment far from downtown, Jesse was indeed loaded. His mother, the only parent he had left, had spoiled him all his life, which he had loved as a kid. At some point however, he realized that he was weak. Very weak. And insecure as he was, he was also convinced that people around him found him annoying, someone who had to rely on others to function properly.
There were many things he was still quite clueless about, things that any adult should be expected to know how to do. Working, paying bills and taxes, cooking, cleaning. As a soon to be 19 year old, he was trying to become self-sufficient and leave his past, spoiled life behind, difficult as it may have been. In various ways, he started living his life like a normal person, wearing average clothes, carrying small amounts of money, getting a job, anything that could humble and strengthen him.
“We’ll just have to look for ourselves, then.” Just as one of the men started bending down to search for the nonexistent money in Jesse’s wallet that he desperately clutched in his outer pocket, a silhouette appeared behind them. Jesse’s whimpering instantly came to a halt as he stared at the unknown person, someone noticeably bigger than the two robbers.
“There a problem?” The person’s deep voice was booming, instantly stopping the men from what they were doing. “You ain’t got nothin’ better to do than pickin’ on lil’ girls?” The two men turned around and an uncomfortable silence followed as they stared down the person standing at the entrance of the alleyway. “Y’all are free to leave, but you best leave the miss alone,” the person added, and to Jesse’s surprise, he realized it must have been a woman, due to the soft, feminine edge in her deep voice.
The men started muttering curses under their breath, before the skinny one finally spoke up.
“Fuck it, man. Ain’t worth it. Let’s git.” He reluctantly started walking towards the open street, making sure to steer to the side to avoid the woman standing in the middle of the entrance. His friend quickly did the same, leaving Jesse alone with his rescuer.
“You aight, miss?” the woman said in a softer tone. She slowly approached Jesse, who was still lying on the ground, with tears quickly starting to dry up on his cheeks. The dim light from the lamp above them finally gave him a chance to inspect the woman in full, and he immediately understood why the two men had scurried away in fear.
She was far taller than Jesse, probably by a whole foot, with muscle mass to go with it. Her upper body wasn’t huge, but definitely bigger than the average man, with well toned arms attached to thick shoulders, and a midsection that showed rippling abs between her sweatpants and crop top. What was truly impressive however, were her legs. Huge, muscular thighs that looked powerful enough to crush a man’s skull in between them, and wide hips with buttocks equally as defined. Her skin was as black as if she had come straight from the plains of Africa, made to look even darker due to the fact that she was riddled with intimidating tattoos. She looked like a true warrior of the ghetto.
“... Yes. Thank you.” He couldn’t help but feel embarrassed, having been rescued by a woman, but to top it off, she thought Jesse was one as well.
“Sorry ‘bout them. They only go after the weakest, no offense. You hurt?” She bent down and put out her hand for Jesse to grab, which he did after a slight hesitation.
“I think I sprained my ankle,” he whined as the woman pulled him to his feet and grabbed him by the shoulders.
Looking around, Shauna noticed that, sure enough, there was a garbage can knocked over on the street a few feet away, something the clumsy girl had clearly tripped over. “How bad is it? Can you walk?” She lightened her grip to let Jesse take a step on his own, resulting in a squeak escaping his lips.
“It’s… pretty bad.”
“Well… looks like you’re gonna need a place to rest for the night, no?”
Jesse looked up at her warm smile, not really knowing what she was getting at. Was she inviting him to her home? In the ghetto? “Umm, I was thinking about calling an ambulance or something…” he mumbled.
“For a sprained ankle? Don’t be stupid.” There was an amused chuckle in her voice as she spoke, making Jesse blush as he realized how much of a weakling he must have sounded like.
She grabbed him again, this time under his arms, to assist him in his walk towards the open street.
“But…”
“Ain’t no ambulances comin’ out here anyway, no cops either,” Shauna said sternly. “You’re gonna come with me for the night, okay?”
“No, I’m fine, really! I can probably walk home by myself.” He tried putting some more weight on his injured foot, making noticeable whimpering noises in the process.
“Aight, suit yourself.”
Shauna shrugged and proceeded to let go of his arms. With a short squeak, Jesse fell down onto the hard pavement, his thick behind fortunately saving him from any significant pain. As his foot bent slightly from his change in position however, the pain shot through his body like electricity, forcing a loud wail from the girly boy.
“You keep moanin’ like that out here in the ghetto, you’re gonna be worryin’ ‘bout a different kinda pain soon enough, girl.” Her arms were crossed as she judgmentally stared down the little girl, tears resurfacing in Jesse’s eyes in the most adorable fashion. Her mind instantly got filled with indecent thoughts, and her cock throbbed anxiously in her concealing jeans, still ignorant to Jesse’s gender.
Shauna inspected her, now fully realizing what a bombshell she was, her blonde hair, blue eyes and light skin in stark contrast to her own dark features. Her chest was as flat as they get, but Shauna didn’t mind. After all, most people were pretty much flat chested in comparison to her, which was something she took great pride in. The girl’s best feature however, was located further down. “Specifically in that big, white booty of yours.”
Jesse merely sniffled in response, his eyes avoiding contact with hers. He tried his best to ignore the attention his ass got him for the millionth time, truth be told it didn’t really bother him that much anymore.
“Well, you made your choice, ain’t my problem no more,” said Shauna, then spun her body around and with determined steps started walking away from Jesse.
Realizing he didn’t have a choice, Jesse bit his lip in frustration. The situation had gone from bad to worse. But just like she said, he needed her protection, he wasn’t gonna last out here. There was no one he could call for help at this hour, and walking was out of the question.
“Wait…” he mewled after a few seconds of silence. Without turning around, Shauna stopped in her tracks and with arms crossed awaited Jesse’s begging. “You were right. Take me with you, please?” A barely audible chuckle escaped Shauna’s lips, as she knew she had the girl under her control. Wouldn’t hurt teasing her a bit though.
“I dunno… you sounded so confident before. Maybe I should just leave you here after all. Ain’t got much food anyway.” She held her hand out in front of her, nonchalantly inspecting her nails. Of course, it was all an act, as she wanted nothing more than to bring the little white girl home. For what exactly, she had not planned yet, but as proven by her life as a drug dealer she clearly didn’t have a problem with breaking the law.
“Please… I don’t need any food, and I’ll behave, I swear…”
And that was all it took. Little did Jesse know what he had gotten himself into, and with Shauna’s back turned to him, he had no way of seeing the twisted, downright evil smile on her face. A smile that faded into a warm, friendly one as soon as she turned back to him.
“Aight, girl. Lemme help you up.”
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“Jessie, huh?” Shauna greedily shoveled the contents of her TV dinner into her mouth, with no intention of giving any to Jesse.
“Yeah… that’s me.” This was his first time being in a woman’s apartment, and he was as nervous as you would expect. It didn’t help that the woman in question was prettier and bustier than anyone he had ever seen, and he tried his best not to inappropriately stare at any part of her body.
He knew he wasn’t gonna get fed, but regardless, it was almost cruel how she so gleefully stuffed herself while he just sat on the opposite side of the table with a rumbling belly.
“Tell me, Jessie, what are you doin’ in the ghetto? Ain’t no place for a lil’ thing like you.”
“I was taking a shortcut.”
Shauna raised an eyebrow at the sheer stupidity. “Girl, you ain’t never heard of this place before? You coulda died.”
“Yeah, I know that now… it won’t happen again,” he said with an awkward smile, glancing at the food quickly disappearing into Shauna’s mouth. While it would have looked like quite a mediocre meal under normal circumstances, it was enough to make his mouth water at that point.
“Best not. You’re lucky I was there.”
Jesse fidgeted in his seat, clearly signaling how uncomfortable he was talking about his potential near death experience.
Shauna sighed. “Well, enough ‘bout that. More importantly, you got any parents waitin’ for you? Might wanna give ‘em a call to let ‘em know you’re safe.”
“No, I live alone.”
“For real? How old are you?” She took the last bite of her food and set down the fork, before carrying the empty box over to the counter.
“I’m… almost 19.”
“You ain’t got no business livin’ alone at 18, girl. You clearly can’t handle it.”
Her words felt like a stab with a knife, and Jesse suddenly felt anger build in him.
“That’s not true! I can handle it just fine!” he shouted, contrasting his normally quiet, docile demeanor. Overall, Shauna seemed like a nice person to him, perhaps a bit on the harsher side, but well-meaning nonetheless. Perhaps that’s why he felt comfortable raising his voice at her. “I just... made a mistake, that’s all!”
Shauna responded with a roaring laughter. “Girl, you ain’t gotta pretend. I know your type too fuckin’ well, lemme tell you.” She walked over to Jesse and firmly grabbed his shoulders, putting her head right next to his. “You’re a little mama’s girl from downtown, probably rich and spoiled as shit, ain’t had to struggle for anythin’ in your life, and then, when you try to be an adult you get trampled by everyone around you. That sound about right?”
There it was, the twist of the knife. Jesse clenched his teeth, unable to muster a single word in response. To his great frustration it was all true, except for the girl part, and even that wasn’t far off.
“Looks like I was right.” She smiled triumphantly at his cute, embarrassed reaction.
“Whatever… at least I’m trying,” Jesse pouted.
“Good on ya,” she cooed and ruffled his cute, blond hair. “So you work too?”
“Well, yeah… at a burger joint, unfortunately.”
“Heh, at least you ain’t dealin’ crack like me. Bet my job is more fun though,” she grinned, giving him a light tap on his shoulder. “Well, I think it’s ‘bout time we got some sleep, yeah?”
“Okay,” Jesse said, rising from his chair. “I can just sleep on the floor, or on a couch if you have one.”
“You crazy? We’re both gonna sleep in my bed, silly.”
“But…”
“No buts! My house, my rules, understand?”
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Shauna still didn’t know that Jesse was a boy; not that he cared enough to inform her, but there was definitely a chance that she would find out if they were in the same bed.
She’s just gonna have to find out, I guess, he thought to himself, brushing his teeth in front of Shauna’s bathroom mirror. She had been kind enough to lend him a fresh toothbrush, which was lucky for him, as he could never go a day without brushing his teeth.
It was still difficult to stand up on his own, but with the support of Shauna he had made it to the bathroom, where he was now trying to clean himself as well as he could. Tripping over the garbage can had left him with a few stains of dirt here and there, which he made sure to wash away in the process.
He was even more nervous than before. This would be his first time sharing a bed with a woman, and while the circumstances weren’t even close to anything sexual, he still felt the need to be in prime condition. He inspected his perfect rows of teeth in the mirror and fixed his medium length hair so that it looked as pristine as when he left his house in the morning. It wasn’t really that weird, he was her guest after all. Being clean and tidy was just a way of showing respect. At least, that’s what he told himself.
But even so, there was no denying that Shauna was a beautiful woman. Too beautiful. Like, way out of Jesse’s league beautiful. She was young, probably around five years older than him, and her face was beautifully diamond-shaped, with high cheekbones, a cute, wide nose and thick lips around her narrow mouth. If it weren’t for the several piercings in her eyebrows and nose she could easily have been a supermodel. Her face was paired with thick, sexy dreadlocks that hung just past her shoulders, something that Jesse normally thought looked out of place on a pretty woman like her, but in this case they gave her a sort of “savage” look, which strangely complemented her beautiful face and went perfectly with her piercings and tattoos.
Deep inside, some part of him almost wished the encounter to turn into something a little more intimate than what Shauna most likely had planned, which was probably just a good night’s sleep, and maybe helping him back to a safe area in the morning, assuming he could walk by then. Not that she would ever be attracted to him anyway, right? A little girly boy like him?
With a final inspection in the mirror, he was satisfied. Limping, he made his way out of the bathroom, to find Shauna waiting outside.
“Hey, don’t strain yourself, sweetie.” She put her arms under his to help the poor thing walk painlessly. “Lemme walk you to bed, girl.”
“Thank you…” he mumbled, with a wide, childish grin on his face as the dark-skinned goddess helped him to her bed. “You’re so kind, Shauna. I’m lucky to have run into you.”
While words like that would warm the hearts of most people on the receiving end, it was different for Shauna. For her, they only ended up fueling her lust even more.
She trusts me, she thought to herself. It was all working out too well. With a throb, she felt her flaccid cock beginning to wake up, as the thought of defiling the little innocent white girl came to mind.
“You’re a sweet girl, Jessie, of course I’d help,” Shauna said, in as tender of a voice as she could pull off without being completely disgusted with herself. She guided Jesse to the side of her bed and had him stay there for a moment. “Okay, gonna need you to take off your clothes now.”
Jesse was caught off guard by the blunt statement. “Umm, what?” he blurted, feeling his pulse increase.
“What? Did you think I was gonna let you sleep in your shirt and pants?”
“Oh.” How silly of him, of course she wasn’t talking about taking it all off. “Got it.”
“I ain’t asking you to get naked, don’t be…” Wait. Were those… boxers?
Jesse had dropped his pants to the floor and was starting to blush as he realized that Shauna had probably figured it out. He half-expected her to be angry, but he never did say that he was a girl, so in his mind he hadn’t really done anything wrong.
Shauna was in complete disbelief. But sure enough, those were boxers. Not only that, there was a visible bulge in its front, albeit a small one, but a bulge nonetheless.
“The fuck? …You’re a boy?” Her mouth was agape and her eyes fixed on the timid, blushing white boy.
Jesse looked away in shame. “I’m sorry. I was gonna tell you, but I didn’t think it mattered.” A short silence followed his words, after which he glanced at Shauna’s speechless expression. “Does it matter?”
Shauna couldn’t bring herself to speak. How was this possible? The girl who was one of the prettiest ones she had ever brought home was actually a boy? And as to if it mattered or not? Well, to her it made a huge difference, but in a way not even she would ever have expected.
She had lived as a lesbian her entire life, with no feelings of attraction towards men at all. The more feminine a girl was, the better. So why, now that she was staring at Jesse, was she becoming hornier than ever? Granted, he was more feminine than most women, but the fact that he was a boy should have been enough to deter her. But it didn’t. Her breathing became faster, almost to the point of a quiet panting, her cock was flooded with blood, and in her mind, images of a broken in Jesse, with Shauna’s thick, black girl-dick in his mouth appeared.
“Shauna…?” Jesse said hesitatingly after a painful silence. She immediately snapped out of her daze upon hearing him speak, in a voice equally as feminine as the rest of him.
“Oh, uh… you shoulda told me… but it’s cool.”
“Are you sure? I mean… I understand if you want me to sleep somewhere else…”
“No! It’s fine, just make yourself comfy, and I’ll go make myself ready as well, alright?” She had to awkwardly turn around mid sentence to hide the bulge that was starting to become more apparent.
“Okay,” Jesse mumbled meekly, but happily.
Shauna hurried into the bathroom, her body warm with lust and the tight confines of her panties causing her cock to ache. She leaned over the sink and stared at her own image in the mirror, now full on panting. Seeing her own face only turned her on more, as she realized just how fucking sexy her dark, crude features would look in conjunction with Jesse’s bright, delicate ones.
Am I really doing this? she thought to herself and took a deep breath.
Three minutes later she emerged from the bathroom, having brushed her teeth and freshened up a bit. It was difficult for her to focus on anything other than her depraved thoughts, but she had managed to cool down just enough to finally get ready to go to bed next to the gleefully unsuspecting Jesse, who was lying on the edge of the bed, as if to occupy as little space as possible. It looked like his cheeks were slightly red from nervosity, his cuteness causing Shauna to once again heat up. Feeling her cock throb once again, she quickly turned off the lights and hurried to bed, practically tearing off her clothes in the process until only her panties and crop top remained.
Jesse only became more nervous as the lights went out. Now it was only him and her, in the small bedroom that would have been in pitch darkness if it weren’t for the dim moonlight shining through the thin curtains. It was actually happening, he was gonna sleep in the same bed as a woman!
“Hey, I just wanted to… thank you again.” He held the cover over his mouth as he spoke, like an embarrassed little girl. “Who knows what would have happened to me if you weren’t there.”
His words were music to Shauna’s ears, not only because of his ignorance to what she had planned, but also due to the sweet, angelic sound of his voice, which so perfectly fit his feminine looks. “Don’t sweat it, Jesse. I wasn’t gonna let anythin’ happen to a cutie like you.”
Jesse couldn’t believe her words. Had she just called him cute? Was this a dream? It felt as if his heart was going to burst from excitement, though at the same time he knew that it was just wishful thinking. There was no way she meant it in that way, right? She was probably just giving him a friendly compliment.
Shauna rolled over to face Jesse’s side of the bed, only to see him still facing the other way. “Hey, you can come a lil’ closer, you know. No need to be shy.”
“...Umm, okay,” he mumbled. Reluctantly, he rolled over as well, and was greeted with Shauna’s lustful gaze, only inches from his face.
Then, out of nowhere, she grabbed Jesse by the neck and pulled him in for a deep kiss. His eyes went wide in surprise and pleasure from finally getting some female attention. After a few seconds of shock, he started kissing her back as well as he could without any prior experience.
When Shauna broke the kiss with a wet pop, they stared affectionately into each other’s eyes, both breathing heavily. “You ever eaten pussy before?” Shauna asked with a smirk.
“N-no…” Jesse was still in disbelief. Not only had he had his first kiss, but Shauna was the one who initiated it! And she wanted more!
“Wanna try it?”
“...I’d love to,” he replied, smiling lustfully.
Without further ado, Shauna swung her leg across Jesse and crawled up with her legs on each side of his arms until her hips were level with his shoulders. It was difficult to see much in the dim light from the moon, but something seemed off to Jesse. Were vaginas usually that… bulgy?
Suddenly, in quick succession, Shauna pulled down her panties while her other hand reached out to turn on the bed light on the nightstand, revealing a huge, semi-hard cock that flopped out across Jesse’s gasping face.
“W-what the…?”
“Did I say ‘eaten pussy’? My bad, I meant ‘sucked cock.’” A devilish smirk formed on Shauna’s face. Seeing the boy’s horrified expression was the final push her cock needed to reach its full, throbbing size, right in between Jesse’s cross eyed stare.
“Y-you’re a man?” he stammered, with all his hopes of experiencing the pleasure of having sex with a woman shattered.
“What? A man? You ain’t never seen a dickgirl before?”
“A… what?” Jesse had never been so confused before, making Shauna giggle at his puzzled face.
“It doesn’t matter. What matters is that I’m shelterin’ you, and I expect somethin’ in return. As long as you’re in my house, you’re gonna service my black cock, alright?”
He should have known there was something off about this whole thing. As if a normal woman would ever want him as a partner, it had been too good to be true. Once again, he had been taken advantage of, in a more soul-crushing, humiliating way than he could ever have imagined. His eyes started tearing up at the thought of being violated by someone he had trusted only moments ago.
“No… I don’t want this,” he pleaded, but Shauna was merciless.
She grabbed him by the neck and held him down against the bed with considerable strength, donning a cruel grin as she stared into his sexy, blue doe eyes. “I don’t give a fuck about what you want. And the more you bitch, the harder I’m gonna fuck your tight lil’ throat, so for your own sake you best start worshippin’ my dick.”
Jesse stared at the fat, black shaft lying on top of his face, all the way from his chin past the top of his head. He gulped nervously at the thought of having such a big thing stretch out his throat. Not only did it look a foot long, it had an equally impressive girth. But her cock wasn’t the only thing that was big. On his throat he could feel what could only be a pair of huge, smooth balls, filled to the brim with sperm, eager to be pumped into Jesse’s empty stomach.
There was no doubt in Jesse’s mind that Shauna meant everything she had said. Still, he wanted to believe that she had at least some compassion.
“Shauna…” he murmured. “Why are you doing this? Did I do something wrong?”
“I just got dumped by another lil’ white whore like yourself,” she hissed, starting to choke the poor boy. “This was a long time comin’, and you just happened to be there for me to take it out on. After all, you white girls are all the same. Stuck-up, shallow cunts, all of you.”
“... But I’m not… even a girl!” Jesse managed to protest, in between gasps from Shauna’s chokehold, with her dick still laid out across his face.
“Yes you are, bitch. You’ll suck my cock like the little slutty girl you are, won’t you?”
Jesse could no longer speak, only gasp and sob from the black woman’s violent treatment.
“I’m gonna need an answer in ten seconds, Jesse. Give in, and I’ll let you stay here. Otherwise I’ll rape your ass and kick you the fuck out, understand?”
Jesse merely nodded, anything to have her release her grip around his neck.
“So? You gonna suck my cock like a good girl?” she coaxed, letting her hand around his neck go.
“Yes…” Jesse mumbled, sniffling slightly.
“Yes, my queen,” she corrected.
“Yes, my queen.”
“Good. Now begin with licking the shaft, slut.”
Reluctantly, Jesse reached out with his tongue at the shaft that was already in contact with his lips and started running it up the dark length of Shauna’s thick log. There was a slight salty, musky taste to it, but nothing that he could describe as particularly bad.
“Mmmmm… good start, girl,” Shauna moaned, moving her hand that had been around Jesse’s neck up to his hair and started petting him. It was difficult for him to cover much of the length with his tongue in his pinned down position underneath Shauna, but he did his best to reach as far up and down regardless. “Wrap your lips around it. And make it wetter,” she ordered, in a voice noticeably less harsh than before.
Jesse knew that his best bet was to pleasure her as well as he could, but he was still hesitant. This was the first real intimacy he had ever experienced, and a lot different from what he had in mind. He didn’t really have a problem with penises, but he had never been attracted to men, and with Shauna supposedly being a woman that problem was taken care of. He had just hoped that his first time having sex was something he could have experienced under different circumstances.
By turning his head slightly, he opened his mouth and let his lips reach around as much of the mid-shaft width as possible, while still licking as well as he could. Just like Shauna had ordered, Jesse used as much saliva as possible, making it run along the shaft of her cock and drip off his chin and onto her balls.
“There you go, baby… nice and sloppy, like a real slut.”
It was humiliating enough to have to do something like this, but the fact that he had to endure being referred to as a girl or slut made it all the worse. He still had tears running down his cheeks, tears of shame and grief. He had wanted to trust Shauna so badly, to finally have someone who cared for him. But here he was, with her fat, black cock in his mouth and her evil eyes judgmentally looking down at him, both literally and figuratively.
Nevertheless, his licking and sucking continued. Faint moans from Shauna and loud slurping noises were the only things that could be heard in the small apartment. Spit coated the underside of the dark cockmeat as Jesse continued to slather it.
“Gotta say, I didn’t expect you to be so eager,” Shauna taunted, playing with her nipples under her shirt with one hand, while the other continued to pet Jesse on the head. “I ain’t had someone slather me like this for a long time.”
Jesse’s humiliation turned to rage almost instantly upon hearing her taunts. As if he wasn’t already suffering enough. “I’m not eager!” he objected, having slipped the shaft out of his mouth. “I’m just doing what you told-”
Smack.
All of a sudden, Jesse found his face forcibly turned to the side. In his shock, he felt a searing, pulsating pain radiating from the left side of his face. Had Shauna just… slapped him?
Slowly he turned his head back until his eyes met hers, which could only be described as cold and cruel.
“That’s the last time you talked back to me. If you ever open your mouth for anythin’ other than worshippin’ me, with words or with pleasure, I’ll make you regret it. Do you understand?”
By now, Jesse was even more frightened than when he was chased in the street before. He realized just how easily Shauna could hurt him, without him being able to do anything about it. And he was stuck with her.
“Do. You. Understand?!” she repeated.
“Yes…” His voice was weak and sounded on the verge of tears. Shauna sighed disappointingly at the little boy. He still hadn’t learned.
“Yes, what? Come on, don’t make me hit you again.” With two strong fingers, she squeezed Jesse’s aching cheek, prodding him to show his submission.
“Yes… my queen.”
“That’s a good girl. Now get up and lean your upper back against the wall.”
By extending her knees, she allowed Jesse enough room underneath her to sit up at a slight angle against the wall, so that he was in a position somewhere between sitting and lying down. Kneeling, Shauna crawled forward until her cock once again was pressed against Jesse, this time against the top of his head, while her big gonads dangled against his mouth.
“Kiss ‘em,” she commanded, confident enough that she didn’t even need to hold Jesse with her hands, instead resting them on her hips. “Worship your queen,”
Jesse was a bit taken aback by her order. Kiss her balls? Would that even feel good? Or was it just a display of power from her?
“I ain’t got all night, girl.” Her words reminded him of his still throbbing cheek and he immediately sprung to action, not wanting to feel her wrath again.
He pouted his lips and started pressing them against the lime-sized sperm tanks, giving careful smooches onto the smooth skin in the cleft between them.
“You call that worshippin’? Do it like you mean it! Hold ‘em in your hands!” Shauna was practically shouting out her order at Jesse, who once again obeyed as quickly as he could, while still giving her balls a good kissing.
With one nut in each hand, he pressed them against his wet lips and worshipped them just like he imagined Shauna would like it. Flaring out his wet lips and making them cover as big a surface area as possible, giving her balls a slight sucking as he pulled away from them, stretching out the soft skin of her sack before it retracted like rubber as he let go.
“God damn, Jesse, that’s fuckin’ perfect,” Shauna moaned, massaging her fat tits. “Didn’t even need to instruct you. That’s a good lil’ slut.”
Finally, Jesse sensed some sort of genuine appreciation in her tone rather than just cruel remarks, making him blush ever so slightly as he slurped away on her balls. In the meantime, his small hands pressed firmly against the back of her scrotum, each testicle requiring his entire palms to properly hold on to.
Jesse was afraid to let up his oral service for even a second at the prospect of getting slapped again, forcing him to breathe almost exclusively through his nose, inhaling the sweaty musk that her cock and balls seemed to be completely covered in. He wanted nothing more than to break free from her and run out into the chilly night, but that was impossible. Even if he managed to get away from Shauna, there was no way he was getting anywhere with his sprained ankle.
“Enough foolin’ around now,” Shauna said, turning Jesse’s focus back to her. “They need a proper bath. I trust you understand what to do?”
Confused, Jesse looked up at her, one glance at the arrogant smirk being enough for him to figure out what she meant. “But… they’re too big, my queen.”
“One at a time, silly lil’ girl.” She ran her hand through Jesse’s cute blond locks, appreciating for a moment how sexy it stood out against her dark skin. Everything about how he looked was perfect to her. Small, blond, blue eyed and with a fat ass. She had truly struck gold.
With a gulp, Jesse stared at her balls again, mentally preparing himself. Then, after getting into position underneath her sack, he carefully lowered her left testicle into his mouth, which had to be open as wide as possible to allow entry for its huge size. Carefully, as to not hurt it, he began sucking on it, cleansing it of its musk and sweat, which he had no choice but to swallow. He cringed as his entire tongue was covered in Shauna’s salty essence, and shuddered as he realized he had a whole other nut to suck on.
“That’s it, sweetie. Massage ‘em with your tongue.” Shauna’s cock was throbbing erratically at this point, anxious to pump her cum into a wet hole, whichever hole that may be.
To her, Jesse represented everything that had pissed her off about her previous partners, despite him not being guilty of any of their shortcomings. At the same time, he was something completely fresh, a whole new world of kinky possibilities. He may have had one hole less, but the idea of dominating a male more than made up for that. It wasn’t anything she had ever considered doing before, but now it seemed like the hottest thing ever.
“You’re gettin’ ‘em all worked up in there,” Shauna teased, after Jesse had moved on from her left nut to her right, leaving wet strings between her spit-shined ballsack and his mouth. “Hope you’re thirsty, ‘cuz they’re eager to go for a lil’ swim.”
“Mmm!” was all the noise Jesse could utter in protest, as her fat testicle occupied his entire mouth. He had hoped that she would at least have the decency of climaxing elsewhere.
“I don’t wanna hear any complaints. You’ve done pretty well so far, let’s keep that goin’, yeah?” With a grin, she pulled her sack out of Jesse’s mouth, leaving him panting slightly.
Completely unexpectedly, Shauna leaned down and tilted Jesse’s head up with a finger under his chin, then planted a wet kiss on his lips, making his eyes go wide. They kissed passionately for several seconds, exchanging saliva as their tongues swirled around each other.
Shauna pulled away from Jesse with a wet smacking sound, licking her own lips as if to savor the taste of his spit. “Beats getting slapped in the face, doesn’t it?” she purred with a lustful smile. “Serve me well and I’ll treat you well, my lil’ white slut.”
Jesse remained silent, only staring at the towering, black beauty as she got back into her previous position, kneeling tall in front of him. She proceeded to crawl forward slightly, aligning the tip of her cock with Jesse’s wet lips, but with her hips pulled back a bit, to allow room for thrusting.
“Please, Shauna… do I have to?” he pleaded, his teary eyes looking up at her unflinching ones.
“Fuck yeah, you do. Might even like it if you give it a chance. Now take my dick in your hands.”
As precum began to drip onto Jesse’s lips, he grabbed the dark shaft with both of his hands, the length of it easily allowing for even three hands to grip, and the girth too great for him to reach around all the way.
“Now, pull back the foreskin and jerk me off as you suck the head.”
With a deep sigh, Jesse pulled back the skin that was clinging to her moist glans, sending out an even stronger waft of musk that hit his nostrils with such intensity that he felt as if he had sniffed some sort of drug. It wasn’t a dirty smell, just the typical scent you would associate with a penis, albeit a rather strong one.
The head of Shauna’s dick was a shade lighter than the rest of her skin, and just as quickly as it had been revealed to the world it was covered by Jesse’s lips. Gently working his tongue around it, he sucked it at the same time, eliciting a faint moan from Shauna.
Carefully at first, Jesse started jerking off her fat cock at the same time as fellating the tip, causing the foreskin to bunch up against his lips every time he pulled towards himself, making erotic, squishy noises with each pull. He felt the shaft pulsate in his hands, and her slit was dripping out huge amounts of salty precum onto his tongue, making his already wet blowjob even wetter, much to Shauna’s delight.
“Fuck, Jesse, that looks so fuckin’ hot,” she moaned, enjoying the view of the little teary-eyed white boy humiliating himself. “Alright, I can’t take it anymore,” she continued, grabbing Jesse’s wrists and pulling them away from her cock, then grabbed him by the back of his head. “Open wide, bitch!”
Jesse barely had any time to react, before Shauna started pushing her cock deeper into his mouth, causing panic to set in for the poor boy. Her strong grip left no chance of fighting back, the only thing for him to do was hold onto her thick thighs, perhaps allowing him to brace himself, even if only ever so slightly.
“Eye contact now, baby. Don’t break it,” Shauna commanded with a wicked smirk, loving the fear in the boy’s bright blue eyes.
She decided at that very moment that she would not let Jesse go. Ever. He was the perfect partner, a weak, submissive little white slut, with a body begging to be broken in by her black cock. Hell, she hadn’t even orgasmed yet, but she could feel that this would be one of her best cumshots to date, and Jesse would need to get used to the flavor.
Shauna plunged her cock against the entrance to his tight little throat, before drawing back slightly, then plunging it in again, slightly deeper this time, almost forcing his throat to give way to the thick meat-rod. Jesse gagged and retched each time, making Shauna even hornier and causing her speed and power with each thrust to increase.
“Oh, fuck, you’re so fucking tight!” she exclaimed, gritting her teeth in pleasure. “Looks like I’m gonna have to use more force!”
She pulled back until almost her entire length had retracted from her mouth. Then with all her strength, she pulled Jesse’s head towards her, while pushing her hips forward, making her cock finally enter his throat. But Shauna wasn’t satisfied with only that. Her strength came through even more than she herself had planned, and Jesse found himself completely impaled by the entire, thick length of her godlike, African fuck-pole. His eyes rolled back into his head as he choked on it, his face turned red almost immediately, and his lips pressed against Shauna’s pubis, specifically against the “100% Black” tattoo just above the base of her cock.
Shauna’s moans were loud and delirious as she held Jesse tightly against her.
“Fuck, Jesse! You’re a fuckin’ natural!” she shouted, and without any regard for Jesse’s well-being started pulling out her cock, before thrusting in back in as violently as she had done the first time. Her pace became quicker and quicker, turning into a full-on facefuck before long.
Saliva was flying everywhere. Onto Jesse’s face, onto Shauna’s six-pack, dripping down her swinging balls. “You’re mine now, you lil’ white whore!” Shauna hissed, drool dripping off her lips onto Jesse’s forehead. “As soon as you can walk again, we’re goin’ back to your place, where I’ll fuck you everyday from then on, you hear me?! Your apartment, your belongings, your life, everythin’ will be mine! You’ll be a black owned cocksleeve!” Her words were paired with the constant, wet slurping from the violent throat-rape, and the light slapping noises of her dangling balls hitting Jesse’s chin with each thrust.
Jesse could only moan and whine in response as her massive cock was slowly choking him, crying internally at what Shauna had planned for him and being powerless to stop her. He had thought that she would let him go after he got better, but it seemed like she had bigger plans for him all along.
Suddenly, the built up pleasure started becoming overwhelming for Shauna, whose cock started excitedly pulsating and her balls tightened against her crotch as her millions of sperm wanted to be released into the sexy white boy.
“Now drink my cum like a good girl!” she ordered, once again holding his face against her abdomen, sending the first of many huge bursts of cream directly down Jesse’s tight throat and into his hungry stomach. “Ooooh, fuck yeaaahhh…” she moaned, feeling her second, third, fourth, fifth ropes of girl-cum being deposited, before losing count of how many more times it shot out of her cock. Midway through her orgasm, she pulled it out of Jesse’s throat to make sure he got a proper taste of her superior seed, holding her dick still in his mouth for another few bursts, which easily filled his mouth two times over, and he knew he was to swallow it.
“Mm, I’m gonna paint that pretty face of yours!” Finally she pulled her cock out of his mouth and aimed it straight at his face, shooting another five or so white ropes across it and into his hair, covering the majority of his cute features, leaving him looking like nothing but a black-cock slut instead of the innocent boy from before.
Panting with exhaustion as her orgasm finally subsided, Shauna collapsed onto the bed next to Jesse, who was in complete shock over the display of superiority he had just witnessed.
There was so much cum.
He could feel it in his stomach, as if he had chugged a full glass of pure semen, and that wasn’t even all of it. His face alone had more girl-cum on it than even the most virile man could ever produce in a single orgasm. The smell of it was enough to almost knock him out, in fact, the stench hung heavy in the entire room, which Shauna was absolutely loving.
She loved everything about herself, but her own cum was like liquid gold to her. She would drink it, smell it, smear it over herself, and this time was no different. With her strong arms, she suddenly reached out and grabbed Jesse, pulling him down next to her and immediately began kissing and licking him, swallowing her own cum like it was syrup.
“You look so goddamn sexy like that, Jesse,” she cooed, causing Jesse to blush in embarrassment. As if to protest, he silently turned away from her, prompting Shauna to giggle softly and hug him from behind. “I’ll be covering you with my cum a lot in the future, so get used to it, my cute lil’ slut.”
In his exhausted state, Jesse tried to think of something else. Anything else. Something that could make him forget this nightmare, if only for a moment.
But Shauna wouldn’t let him. Her hand began traveling down his abdomen until it reached his underwear, then slid it beneath Jesse’s smooth buttcheeks, making him squeal quietly in surprise. With her thick middle finger that she had coated in cum when Jesse wasn’t looking, she pushed against his tight anus which quickly gave way as Jesse was far too tired to put up any resistance.
As she slid into Jesse’s asshole, she started fingering him gently, giggling at Jesse’s uncomfortable, yet submissive response. “Tomorrow, though, I’ll be using this hole.”
That night, Jesse fell asleep with Shauna’s finger still in his ass… and a throbbing hard-on.