Chrissy, the #1 Sissy Fan

Hi all, here's a fantasy of getting to meet a very sexy fellow literotica writer. Can you guess?

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"I'm your biggest FAN," I say haltingly when Tyrone answers the door, seeming to stretch the door frame with his huge, black, supermuscled frame.

I'd been secretly watching him working out at the gym for weeks. He's an absolute beast of a black man. In his early forties, Tyrone is nearly twice my age, which is so perfect.

He's layered in hard won and massive muscles. The way they pop on his huge body! But it's the hungry look on his face when his eyes met mine that did me in, that turned me into quivering prey, into his biggest fan.

At the gym, I could feel those eyes feasting on my trembling, pale, slender little sissy body, making me arch my back to show off my ample booty and large jiggly breasts in my yoga shorts and spandex crop top. The gym was the only place, amongst all the other half-naked men and women that I felt I could show off my body without being called a slut.

My fear made me timid. My fear made me afraid to admit to my feelings. But watching Tyrone strutting around in nothing but shorts and sneakers... it unlocked something in me.

The yoga and treadmill make me hot, but the heat he generates between my legs makes me stupid and impulsive, maybe actually daring for once in my life.

After a whole week of longing looks and hopes he'd approach me, I couldn't stand it any more! I had come over and handed him my number, not daring to make eye contact. My perfumed card seemed to disappear in his huge black hand. Without comment he tucked it down the front of his shorts and I moaned inwardly thinking of my number rubbing against his massive bulge.

Then he went back to lifting his gigantic dumbbells.

He completely shut me off. My eyes dwelled on his biceps, my tongue thirsting to lick the sweat off of them.

Wasn't he going to say something?

No. He kept working out, seeming to dismiss me entirely as he lifted those massive weights out from his sides. He stared at himself in the mirror. It was as if I didn't exist! All while I quivered and ached with need for him!

Suddenly I realized that everyone else, the other men and women, were staring at me and him and laughing! Two skinny bitches were leaning against each other, their hands over their pursed little mouths!

Everyone had seen me shamelessly throw myself at him and seen his complete indifference!!

I fled, red faced and mortified. What kind of moron was I? He must think I was just another dumb gym bunny! Everyone must think I'm pathetic!

The card had my number and then in embarrassing curly cursive, decorated with hearts: "Tyrone, you are so HOT! I'm your #1 sissy-gurl Fan! Chrissy."

I felt devasted, trying desperately to hold back the tears before I got out of there. But then...

Well, I went home and got undressed and lay on my narrow bed and touched my little dingle until I gasped, and then I did it again, thinking of him, huge and hulking and black and all sweaty!

This was my worst nightmare. I had given into my silly schoolgirl passions and had humiliated myself!

How could I think that a real man like Tyrone would ever want a sissy gurl like me? He could have any woman, anytime, anywhere. I was so, so stupid!

PING!

I snatched up my phone from my bedside table. It was 5 pm, where had the time gone?

Oh my GOD!

There was a message with an apartment address and code for the building. "

'930 tonight. T.'

My clitty immediately stood right back up and my brain seemed to melt, with it the heat returned to my body doubled!

***

Outside of the gym, I try to dress demurely. So, I arrived at Tyrone's place in a light breezy white dress with tiny pink flowers, not too low cut, showing off just the right amount of my slender legs.

Sure, underneath I only had a cute little pink thong and sandals with high heels that make my back arch.

I was still trying to quiet my trembling when Tyrone jerked open the door.

Oh fuck! He was standing in front of me with just a tiny towel clinging to his waist. His body gleamed with water and my eyes were immediately drawn to the cut muscles over his abdomen and how they all seemed to flow to the intimidating bulk under that towel!

For a frozen moment I was like a student in an art museum, studying the overwhelming masculinity of an ebony statue!

"Fuck!" I groaned, my eyes locked on the huge bulge that twitched menacingly under his towel.

"Sissy booty on demand!" He sneered and grabbed me by the arm, yanking me into his apartment. "Love the school marm dress with the fuck-me heels." He slammed the door shut and licked his lips. "So let's get to fuckin'!"

My pouty lips worked soundless as I jerked my eyes up to him. I was expecting a smile or some flirty banter. Never had a man just been so... so openly animal to me.

I thought I was going to get to play the princess or the shy little college girl. I somehow thought I was going to act coy and shy. But that was before I was confronted with the brutal, nearly naked, physicality of him!

Then Tyrone shocked me to my core. He jerked off his towel, revealing his huge black spear, bobbing up and down between two swollen smooth balls framed by the thick ebony pillars that were his legs.

"OH MY GOSH!" I squeaked, reeling back, my bottom smushing around the door knob. I let out a groan as the smooth knob, taking the dress with it, nestled between my ass cheeks, tightening the strip of satin thong around my clitty.

"Come on, little slut!" rumbled Tyrone, yanking me off the door knob and shoving me roughly to my knees. His huge manhood rubbed against my face. "Tell yo Daddy what a hungry little sissy needs!"

I whimpered, almost peeing myself as I looked up at him with wide green eyes. This couldn't be happening. I was a helpless little princess, surely he wouldn't...

"Say it!" he barked, slapping my face with his huge man meat. I felt an answering surge of need between my legs. This wasn't a prince, this was a black monster!

I should be good, should resist, or run or...

Though my clitty was so small, it throbbed overwhelmingly, blotting out all sense of self-preservation or dignity.

I put my little white hands, with pink painted nails, on his gleaming shaft. My pale white on his midnight black!

"Please, Daddy, I'll be good!" I hesitantly kissed the side of his spear. Oh fuck, it was so thick and powerful. It wasn't fair that he had this much power over me.

He thrust forward and smacked my face, making me reel, but I was trapped between his legs. I wobbled back up, sobbing.

"Tell me you need my BIG BLACK DICK!" he demanded.

I had had some stupid fantasy of a meet cute. Of a steamy first date. Maybe he'd give me some pointers on my form. He was some sort of coach. Sure I had hoped for more but--

He slapped me, again, and again. I wobbled, my head spinning, my chest heaving, rubbing my thighs together, gasping.

I was SO stupid, expecting even a little respect. My whole body shuddered as I realized I deserved what I got. He had seen the real me.

"Gimme your big black cock, Daddy!" I blurted out. I couldn't even see straight. My cheeks burned, my nipples were like diamonds, my clitty was beyond trapped in my tight little thong. "Gimme your--- MMMMMMMFFFFF!!!"

My eyes went wide and cross-eyed as Tyrone's huge shaft stretched my lips to their limit and his bulbous head shoved past my pouty lips and tongue and right to the back of my throat!!!

"GGGAAAWWK GAAAAWWK!!" My throat spasmed and my little hands beat uselessly on his massive thighs. He ignored my protests, holding my head firm as he slowly forced more and more of himself down my throat.

"SURRENDER BITCH!" He laughed, reaching down and grabbing my flowery dress, then YANKED -- WRIPPING it from

my body in tatters.

Heat flushed my being, my whiteness turning a vulnerable pink.

The dress was an expensive present from a rich white business man, but I had far, far too much of this ebony shaft jammed down my throat to even think.

"You ain't been fucking trained right," he states. "Don't worry, I got yah."

He reaches down and grips me by my hips and lifts me up and flips and turns me, giving me a moment of gasping incoherent squealing before, held upside down and wriggling, completely naked, except for my high heeled sandals and thong, he drops me, mouth down, right on his cock.

I'm a little guppie he's speared right out of the water!

"MMMMMMMFMFFFF!!!" As his huge black mambo shoves back down my throat and this time, because of the angle, because I'm so helpless, because his sheer brute show of force, his cock shoves even further down my throat.

He sighs as my lips work hungrily around his girth. He holds me so easily upside down, giving deft hips thrusts, my legs flailing, his hand easily holding me up under my booty on the small of my back.

"Let's give you some encouraging..." He rips off my thong exposing my tiny stiff clitty but also my...

He plunges his hungry lips down between my ass cheeks and his tongue shoves into my puckered, sensitive little gurl pussy.

I cry out, bucking, but all that does is drive me down his shaft even further. Oh god, I'm impaled, head down on his huge shaft.

He drives his tongue deeper and deeper into me, unlocking desires I never knew I had! I find myself going limper as I take the huge prick until... ahhh I'm pressed against those big balls as Tyrone swirls his tongue and suddenly lubed fingers are pushing into me, fucking me roughly and deeply.

I suck and suck helplessly. My big black Daddy is working me up and down nice and fast getting my gurl pussy so ready.

"I'm a gonna own you, lil rabbit," he growls, pulling me from his long pole with a wet slurp. "I'm a gonna breeed you good."

"Oh, oh, oh!" The big black god spins me upright and sits down, holding me trembling over his fist sized swollen scepter. "It's too big, Daddy!"

Tyrone back-hands me, making my soft little brain reel and my little clitty twitch.

"You don't get to chose, little bit!" And with that he pushes me down on his giant stone-like-knob, making me squeal and thrash as he slowly pushes into me, stretching my little anal ring to its limits!!

"DAAAAADDDDY!!" I wail as he pushes and pushes. It's like a bull fucking a bunny! I'm gonna die!!!

Tyrone casually smacks my left teat and then my right. "Push out. Push!"

Weeping I do as I'm told and almost instantly he's thru, pushing past my little sphincter. The pain is overwhelming. I'm gasping and wailing and I can't get away. He's too too strong!!

"That's it, bitch!" He slaps my ass rhythmically, like I'm a fleshy drum. "You dance for yo Daddy!"

He drives me deeper and deeper and while the pain is still there, there is also an overwhelming heat as my Daddy holds me and handles me and spanks me again and again and again.

"OOOH DADDY!" I find myself somehow thrusting my hips, working myself up and down his spear. Undulating myself faster and faster. His hugeness is so deep and feels soooo good inside of little sissy gurl me!

"FUCK YEAH!!" he growls, he grips my ass, making me work harder, and I DO want to work harder. I want to work so good for my Daddy!

"OH OH OH OH OH OH OH!" I cry out. I can feel every inch of Daddy inside of me, from the tip of his swollen prick to the throbbing girth of his sides. I arch my back, bouncing my boobies into his face. My little clitty is flapping wildly. My tiny balls are so tight with need.

"BREEED ME DADDY!" I beg. "MAKE ME YOURS! MAKE ME YOUR PRINCESS!"

Tyrone chuckles, ramming me down and holding me flailing, contracting my little ass around his manhood, feeling the building power of his explosion deep inside of my fragile, white sissy gurl body.

"You ain't ma princess." He puts his big hand around my neck and begins to choke me, making me go all big eyed and terrified. "You MA WHORE!!!!"

Then he EXPLODES into me, flooding my insides with his virile seed, totally owning every molecule of my weeping bouncing jiggling sissy body. My lithe form arches and trembles as it is flooded with his ultra-masculine seed, my eyes popping wide open, my air cut off as I sissy-gasm, my little clitty spraying its pathetic load onto his rippling slab like muscular chest.

"BITCH... BITCH.... Biiiiitch!!!" he cooes into my ear, slapping my ass, turning it bright red and fiery with lustful pain, as I work my pouty lips, desperate for air, yet not caring in the slightest as my whole body trembles with the most intense sissy-gasm I've ever, ever had.

Everything goes pink and soft and BBB-uuuutiful!

Then I'm kneeling on the floor and I feel my gurl pussy gaping in the air, cum drooling out of it. He takes me roughly by the chin and holds my head up so he can carefully paint my face and tits with his remaining load.

There is so much of it! He gushes all over me until I'm blind and gasping. Then he is back in my mouth and I'm sucking him clean. My Daddy, my master, my everything...

***

Daddy choked me for so long, everything is hazy and blurry, but I don't care. I feel so happy and light-headed, maybe I'll never have another worry in my head again.

Everything is so pink and beautiful and Daddy is guiding me, handling me, spanking me, teasing me...

I think I remember being in the shower. Daddy using my gurl pussy again. I feel his power in me, his hands around my throat again as I buck as squirt and then...

***

I wake and stretch, loving the feeling of the satin sheets against my tender skin. I can tell I've been scrubbed clean. I love how the sheets whisper over my breasts, teasing my nipples. My limp little clitty rubs against the satin, except... Oh! my lower back stings....

Mmmm my gurl pussy starts to throb too, but that is to be expected! Daddy asked SO much of me!

I sit up and blink. Everything slowly comes into focus. I'm in Daddy's bed and morning light is streaming through the window. On the chair is an unfamiliar outfit. A tiny ruffle skirt, a little white crop top, and some knee high black and white striped socks. I get to my feet and touch them. There is a tiny white thong with a heart over the front. It's such a pretty and naughty outfit, so pretty and so scandalous.

I bite my lower lip, trying to put together what happened since last night.

Oh god, did Daddy take me out in this? Everyone would know I was a whore! But instead of feeling embarrassed, like I would before, I find myself getting... excited. I smile to myself. Maybe someone took a picture of me dressed like this, hanging off of his arm, and posted it.

Before I'd be terrified that someone, a friend, my boss might see me, see me as I truly am.

I feel a thrill vibrate thru me. I don't have to decide any more, I have to obey Ty, Tyrone... my Daddy...

I smile to myself as I walk slowly over to the window, enjoying the cool air on my naked body. I am a little achy. Daddy used me so rough! I chew my lower lip and idly toy with my smooth little clitty. Being with Daddy Ty is like a dream cum true!

I realize a group of construction workers are on the roof of the next building over and are watching with their mouths open.

A day ago, I would have shrieked and fallen to the floor. But now...

"Oopsie!" I giggle and wave, then slowly pull the curtains shut. As I do, I wince again, reaching behind me. My back is all--

There is a bandage across my lower back, just above the swell of my booty!

Looking around I see there is a full length mirror along the wall, obviously there so Tyrone can practice his poses. I hurry over to it and turn, twisting my head. Sure enough, there is a white gauze bandage taped carefully over my lower back and whatever's behind it sure stings!

"Curious?"

I jerk my eyes up and there, behind me in the mirror is my big black Daddy, Tyrone, completely naked, his large cock hanging heavy between those tree trunks that are his legs. I drag my eyes up, across his rippled abdomen, over his broad chiseled chest to his dark, dangerous eyes. I find myself nodding slowly.

He comes up behind me, letting his massiveness bounce against me. I instinctively press myself against him.

"Can't hurt to have a peek," he says with a smile. "Let me."

With my back to the mirror, my breasts pressed against the underside of his chest, he slowly peels back a corner of the tape.

"What happened, Daddy?" I ask, my eyes darting from the bandage to his face in the mirror.

He chuckles deeply and the rumble vibrates through his chest and through my entire body.

"Shiiiit girl," he says, slowly tugging the top tape away from my skin. "You don't rememba do ya? Gots to be careful, don't think you have that many brain cells left." He strokes my neck and my clitty gives an involuntary, needy twitch.

The tape comes away and he slowly tilts the bandage down, revealing...

"Oooooh!" I gasp. I'm suddenly aware that his manhood is getting longer and thicker against the back of my thighs.

"Yeah, sweetness," he murmurs, slowly stroking my neck.

"Daddy!" I moan.

Under the bandage, standing out sharply on bright red skin in cursive letters is 'Daddy Tyrone's Bitch' and above it, making my little clitty throb, is a big, beautiful ace of spades!

"Oh Daddy!" Unconsciously I've taken his massive spear in my hand and am slowly stroking him as I look at the tattoo on my lower back.

I meet his eyes in the mirror. The hungry look on his face makes me shiver.

"Did- Did I agree to..." My mouth feels all fumbly. "To that?" I flex my bottom and the tattoo ripples sending sparking pain shooting up my back.

Tyrone laughs and his cock throbs so wonderfully in my hand.

"Shit girl!" He takes me roughly by the face and forces me to look directly at him. He looks down at me darkly, roiling passion in his midnight eyes. "You don't get a say, little bitch." His hand slips down and he reattaches the bandage, then begins to slowly knead and squeeze my booty. I groan and my little clitty throbs against the base of his shaft.

"You my number one fan," he says, a little teasing mockery in his tone. "But who your Masster?" he asks, lifting me up and positioning my gurl pussy over his now fully erect black cock.

I whimper and moan, wriggling in his massive hands. I'm so tiny and helpless and small.

He presses his tip to my rosebud and I open eagerly for him.

"WHO YO MASSA? Chrissy?" he barks.

I gasp and squeak, shamelessly trying to bounce myself down on him. But he holds he up easily, denying me my heart's desire until--

"You're my master, Daddy! You, you, you!!!"

And with that I'm shamelessly riding his giant black cock. He's so big he might split me open, but despite the pain there is also so much pleasure!

I'm the happiest little white sissy gurl ever! Letting my big black Daddy dick me open and own me. I confessed my need and in return, Tyrone took me, released my inner whore, branded me, and OWNS ME!!!

As I squeal and cry out in my high girlie-girl voice, and as the curtains blow open, Daddy's cock throbs and I can feel another huge load about to fill me, I realize that I've ALWAYS been Daddy's.

At no point since he first spotted me at the gym and I blushed and looked away have I had the slightest choice of my fate.

And as Daddy's hand clamps around my neck and he jackhammers brutally into my jiggling white ass and everything starts going spotty as my sissy-gasm crashes through me. I realize that I don't have to worry ever, ever again.

From across the street men are cheering. They're cheering me! Everyone knows exactly what I am.

It doesn't matter if I'm just a drooling little cum dump, trailing around on Daddy's leash in the most whorish of outfits possible. My dreams have come true. I don't have to be ashamed any more. I'm only here for Daddy and Daddy's pleasure and for Daddy to fill me with his virile seed with his big black cock!