I am such a slut.........15
Please read my other stories as they tell you of my journey and the woman that i am becoming ~Dani
I am such a slut......15
I was in the adult theatre, my head still buzzing and my heart still throbbing from what had just happened. In a darkened room off by itself, my new inner self had emerged, my harbored fantasy had been fulfilled and my body had been used. A large strong black man with a massive cock had fucked my asspussy, had pounded me, shooting his warm seed deep inside of me. He had controlled me, had taken me and made me his, so completely used me that when he had pulled himself out of me and away from me I had sunk to the floor with tears of lust and happiness forming in my eyes and down my cheek. This is what I wanted. This is what I had longed for. To be a woman, a slut, a cocksucking whore for this spectacular black man…... And I was his.
I had left the darkened room and headed to the restroom to clean myself, to arrange myself, to get some control of myself. I stood in the hall way between the two restrooms. One marked “Men” ….the other marked “Women”. My head still spinning as I stared at the two doors. Which one? Which one? Which one should I enter? What was I now? I put my arm out and pushed open the one marked “Women”. That is who I now was. There really wasn’t much of a man about me any longer. My body was now soft and hairless. My hair had been styled and highlighted. My ears now double pierced with both studs and small hoop earrings. My nails, my beautiful nails manicured and glossed with a deep red nail polish and my toe nails matched. My eye shadow and redlipstick, what was left of both, clearly showed no traces of my being a man. And most of all my body…..my soft curvy body with my breasts now beginning to show from the hormones definitely was that of a woman. Of course right now a very disheveled woman. I walked into the bathroom, empty of course, and looked at myself in the mirror. A smile came upon my face as I realized what a slut I had a just been. I had sucked a black man’s cock an anonymous black man, and let him come in my ass. Had let another man fuck my ass and had sucked off a third…..all while being viewed by, by, well I have no idea who or how many, but their hands upon me and their breathing in the dark…but how good it had all felt. As I looked at myself I saw a small glob of cum on the front of my blouse, and taking my manicured index finger I scooped it up and put it to my red lips and past and closing my eyes savored the taste not knowing who’s it was…..nor caring. I wet some paper towels and pulling down my black panties to reveal my cockclit, I slowly and gingerly wiped my ass and around my buttocks and inner thighs. I giggled a small laugh at my life and what I had begun, like a teenage girl who had just gotten home from her first date or make out session. How delightful.
I sat down on the toilet in the stall to collect my thoughts. I loved this life. I loved being a whore. I loved being a girly girl and all that meant. I just loved everything about it. The clothes, the makeup, the purses and jewelry. And the sex....God, I loved the sex. Why had it taken me so long to release my inner self? Opening my purse I took out a small vial and a little magic dust and after a hit I was feeling ready to play again. I stepped up out of the stall and looked back at myself in the mirror. Taking a wipe from my purse I fixed my eye makeup and liner and re-applied my lipstick. A spray of perfume and I was as good as new. One more hit and it was time to play some more and I couldn’t help but let my imagination drift if even for a second as I thought about what might be next.
As I exited the restroom I bumped right into the chest of someone standing right there. A large man. A large black man….then in an instance it dawned on me that it was him. Him from the darkened room. He put his arm around my waist, first to steady me, then to draw me to him. “So my little slut has cleaned herself back up.” He said. “Had I known how beautiful you were I would have been more gentle, treated you more like a woman” and with that he pulled me to him and began kissing me. Soft tender kisses. Our tongues exploring each other as lovers do. He tasted so good, his lips so soft. My hands on his massive chest, then his shoulders, and as I looked up at him, eventually around his neck. “You like being my slut don’t you”, he whispered in my ear as he nibbled on it and kissed my neck. And I whimpered back to him ‘Yes, yes, I love being your slut. I would do anything for you. Anything”. That brought a chuckle from him and he replied “We will see about that. Perhaps all in good time” and kissed me deeply and passionately. I could feel his manhood against my stomach and I could feel it hardening. Taking my hand I began to run my fingernails along it and felt it growing. I looked up and whispered in his ear if I could please see it.
“See it. See it. Baby you are going to do more than SEE it” and again he chuckled. Taking me by the hand I followed him across the back of the theatre with me trailing him in my heels He turned and led us down the aisle towards the front, seemingly showing me off. Arriving in the front we moved off to the side where it was a bit private and sitting down in a seat he sat me next to him. Like high schoolers we began kissing and making out, my hand rubbing his cock and my lips on his. His hand slid inside my shirt and began to tease my nipples. How good it felt. “Take it out, slut” he said, almost commanded me, and I began undoing his belt buckle and unclasping his pants. Pulling down his zipper my heart started to race. This is what I wanted. I so felt like girl on a date repaying her boyfriend for the evening. Pulling out his cock he and I both moaned together……he at the feel of my hands on his cock and me at the feel of his large hard cock in my hands. “Baby, you know what to do” he said and sliding down off the seat I kneeled between his legs and placing both hands on either side of his pants, I pulled them down, releasing his cock and his balls. “Is that what you want My Little Slut?” he said and I could barely muster a reply so filled with lust and hunger for his cock. As I began stroking his cock I gently kissed the inside of his thighs and began nuzzling and nibbling on his balls. How good they smelled. How good they tasted. And slowly placing my tongue at the base of his cock I began slowly tracing up along the vein to the head and once their kissing it….and again…..and then taking it in my mouth.
For what seemed like the next hour I made love to his cock. I kissed it. I licked it. I sucked it and devoured it. I licked his balls and even his asshole, completely out of my body with the lust for this man who I would do anything for. And then taking his cock in my mouth I began to suck…and suck….and stroke his cock as I felt the cum rising from his balls into his cock….and then exploding into my mouth. Shot after shot, filling my mouth and running out the corners. My hands franticly gathering the orgasm, not wishing to let a drop of it escape. He moaned with pleasure which I know drew attention towards us, but I really didn’t care. This is exactly what I wanted, exactly what I had desired, when I began this journey long ago. I loved being dressed as a woman, a slut, and between a man’s legs…and in this case a large black man. Taking my lips finally off of his cock, I closed my eyes to savor the moment, and tasting his load in my mouth, I swallowed it. All of it, and grinned up at him as he grinned back down at me. “Sit up here next tome.” He said and I moved back up to the seat next to him. “Give me your phone.” And opening my purse and taking out my phone, I handed it to him. He took it and began punching in his number…and name…Gordon. Handing me the phone back, he asked my my name. “Dani” I replied. “Dani….I like that. My name is Gordon. Call me tomorrow morning. You have my number.” And with that he pulled up his pants and fastened his belt and giving me a kiss on the cheek, he stood up and proceeded to take the long walk all the way up the theater and exit. I sat there feeling so good. So happy. Not only had I sucked and fucked my way through my fantasy but he wanted to see me again. Finally standing up I began the long walk up, able to see all the faces of the men sitting, some together, some receiving oral sex, some beckoning me to join them. But my day here was over. I needed to go home and take a warm Jacuzzi and think about all that had happened today. I am such a slut and I just love being a woman. ~Dani