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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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It all started a year ago. It was a Monday afternoon. I found a pamphlet that invited everyone to a party at a local bar, known to be gay friendly. The more I thought about it during the week, the more excited I got. This party would give me a reason to get dressed in women’s clothes, and go out in public. You see, I am a single male, 60 years old, 5’10” and 200 Lbs. On rare occasions, I enjoy going to a club dressed as a woman, just to see the reactions of the men in the club.
Come Friday morning, I checked my closet, and decided I didn’t have a thing to wear. So a shopping trip is in order. I jumped on the bus and took it to the local mall. The first thing I bought was a white short mini-skirted dress. Next I bought the silkiest black garter stockings I could find. Then, of course, I had to get new shoes. I found a black pair of “fuck-me” pumps with a 5- inch stiletto heel! Guess what, I had to have them for tonight. Next, I found a cute black garter belt with a red ribbon over the tummy and on each of the six garter straps. Ok, a new lace fully padded DD-cup bra with matching panties and a 16” white slip, a new bottle of sweet perfume and I was ready. Now the bus trip back home. That afternoon, I took a bubble bath, where I shaved my legs, arms and chest. Dried off and spritzed a little of the new perfume. Not enough to be overwhelming, but enough to be provocative. I shaved my face as close as I could, then put on some foundation make-up. Next came the powder to set it, a little rouge, 2 colors of eyeshadow, eyeliner, mascara and bright fire engine red lipstick! I put on the bra, then garter belt after which comes the black silk stockings. Next came the panties, slip, dress and then the shoes. God, I felt and looked sexy as hell! By this time, it was evening and about time to go. I called a cab. No sexy dressed woman in her right mind would take a bus! The cab arrived, and when the cabby saw me, he couldn’t get out of the car fast enough. He opened the passenger rear door for me. I gave him the address and off we went. On the way, he asked if I’d be there later, I told him maybe. His smile was wide enough to light up the street without the use of his headlights. When we arrived at the club, he told me the ride was free. Giving him my largest sweetest smile, I thanked him and went to the door, swishing my ass the best I could.
As I entered the club, I noticed it was filled with about a dozen Black Men, two dozen white men and about 5 women. The women were all grouped together and talking amongst themselves. I went to the bar, making sure I only half turned to it, to indicate that I was open to conversation, and ordered a cup of coffee. As I was finishing it, a 6’2” 195 Lbs. black man, with a southern accent, offered me another one. Southern accents can cause me to melt, so, of course, I accepted. Well, we talked and finally he offered to move us to a table. There we talked some more, and he finally reached over and began rubbing my leg. He introduced himself as Bob, it turned out he was a local Police Officer who was off duty. He said he found me very pretty and would like to get to know me better. I liked that idea and agreed. I gave him my phone number and he promised to call me within the next 3 days. His pager went off, after looking at it, he explained that he had to go back to work. When I looked at the time, I saw it was 2 A.M. Saturday morning. I called for a cab. When it arrived, he walked out with me, ensuring I got safely into it and went home.
After I got out of bed Saturday morning, I couldn’t help but think about Bob, and wished he’d call. I did chores at home while waiting for his call, but it never came. Oh well, he did say he’d call within the next 3 days. That night I went to bed and had erotic dreams involving Bob.
Uggg, the phone is ringing. It’s 6 am, Sunday morning. Who the hell would be waking me up by calling me at this time of day? I roll over and answer the phone. I am instantly awake. It’s Bob! He directs (not asks) me to go to his residential address near me, and to be there before 8. He also directs me to wear something business sexy like, as we are going out to breakfast as soon as I arrive. He wants us to look like we just left church! He also directs me to wear no makeup except the red lipstick I had on Friday night, and to not wear any panties. I quickly get up and get washed, shave my face, put on my lipstick. I get dressed in the white DD-cup bra, black garter belt, nude colored garter stockings, 16” white slip, black mini-skirt, white front button blouse, black suit jacket and the 5-inch stiletto heels. I leave the house and quickly walk the 3 blocks to the address Bob gave me. I knock on the door, Bob answers it and invites me in. It’s a nice house, but missing a woman’s touch. He puts on his coat and we leave. He takes me to breakfast at a local casino. There we talk and he asks what I am ultimately wanting in a relationship. I explain how I am a natural submissive and would like to find a dominate man to be his wife, serve him and be owned by him. He asks if race is an issue and I say no. He seemed to find this interesting, but quickly changed the subject.
After breakfast, we go back to his place. We go inside and he locks the door. He orders me to put my hands behind me. I’m standing there in his living room, looking out the window onto the street. With my hands behind me, he applies his handcuffs to my wrists. He unbuttons my blouse and pulls it open. He turns me, to where I’m sideways to the window. He orders me to kneel down. On my knees, he approaches me. He pets my hair and tells me I’m a good girl. He unzips his fly and pulls out his 11- inch cock, and tells me to suck it. I realize anybody walking the sidewalk in front of the house can see us, but I begin using my tongue on the bottom of his shaft, anyway. I open my mouth and take him in as far as I can. I close my lips around it, wrapping my tongue around it and begin moving my head back and forth. I suck and tongue his cock for about 20 minutes, when he cums in my mouth. I take his cock deep in my mouth and hold it there, sucking and swallowing his cum, until it stops. I suck and lick his cock clean and dry. He pulls his cock out of my mouth, and tells me to stand up. He tells me to open my mouth, in which he puts a ‘penis’ gag in and tightens it around my neck, under my long hair. He takes ahold of my wrists and pulls them up, forcing me to bend over. He lifts my skirt and slip and starts rubbing my ass. He spreads my ass and pushes his cock into my ass/pussy. Holding my arms high, he fucks my ass/pussy for about 40 minutes. He finally cums deep in me, pushing and holding his cock as deep inside me as he can. I feel his cock pulsate as he deposits his seed in me. When he’s finished, he pulls out of me, let’s go of my arms, instructing me to stand tall. As I am again standing there, he tells me he now owns me and I am his bitch girlfriend. I am to be at his beck and call, at anytime, anywhere he chooses. I am to provide him blowjobs and/or be fucked whenever he wants. I am now expected not to resist or react if I am fondled or undressed by a black man. But only by black men. Anyone else must ask his permission first. Oh, How I’ve longed to be told those words! It finally happened!
Jump ahead 3 months. Bob and I have been dating exclusively, having marvelous sex and, as of last month, living together. The only caveat is that I must live, act, perform and be as womanly as I can. He doesn’t allow me to work, but I must do all the typical “housewife” chores and errands instead. I don’t have a problem with that! Bob stated that since I’m adopting to my new role so well, and he’d like to have some tits to play with, tomorrow he’s going to take me in and have my breasts augmented to DD’s.
Jump ahead another 3 months, 6 months since Bob and I met. Bob took me to Florida, where I met his family and, and to my surprise, he introduced me as his fiancé. He bought me a beautiful gold engagement ring. Fortunately, his family really liked me! As a reward, Bob took me to the Atlantic Ocean, where we spent all day enjoying the beach. At about 12 noon, Bob made me enter the water with him, where he pulled down the bottoms of my bikini and commenced fucking me until he cum inside me. To this day, I wonder if anybody in the water or on the beach new what happened.
Jump ahead another 3 months, now 9 months since we first met. Bob tells me to set a date 3 months from now, and to begin organizing whatever it takes for a wedding. Also, to go and get me a wedding gown and whatever else I will need for us to be married. However, the gown must be strapless/sleeveless and have a low cut front to teasingly expose my DD boobs, like a corset. I am to wear a white garter belt, white garter stockings, white 5-inch stiletto closed toe pumps, no slip, no bra and no panties. I’m to choose a 3 tier cake and obtain, fill in and send out wedding invitations. Choose 3 bridesmaids and their dresses. Locate and arrange the location, and an alternate in case of bad weather, for the ceremony. I think it’s going to be a long 3 months. Fortunately, money is not an obstacle. Bob says he’ll pay whatever it costs, as long as I’m happy with it.
3 months later, the anniversary of our first meeting. Wedding day! Bob and I got married today. As part of the ceremony, that I didn’t know about in advance, he put a permanent metal 2-inch high collar around my neck that reads “Black Owned”. As we leave the ceremonial site and head to the reception, Bob tells me that I am now his submissive sissy transvestite sex enslaved slut wife. That, as of tomorrow, he will start my slut training! Oh, how I can’t wait! But that is another story. |
