1. klammersboard:

Big Black Cock AddictionBy Debbi WilliamsI am completely obsessed by BBC (Big Black Cock) & totally in awe of themen they belong to. I feel inferior & intimidated by black men but as asubmissive it only fuels the attraction. God,they are just so damn sexy, nowhite man comes close. One glimpse of a Black man & I become weak at theknees desperate to be a slut for him. It feels so natural for me to want &need to be their sissy whore. Black men are superior beings & I believewhite trash deserve nothing more than to be sex slaves for them & strive togive them the best orgasm possible. I give my body to use as a receptaclefor their wonderfully beautiful BBC & what it produces. I would consider itan honour to be able to love & look after all their needs like a good wifeshould. I request only to be fed his black cock on a regular basis. I don’tthink or care about anything else except being black owned.I’d always felt more attracted to men & was very curious about suckingcocks but managed to keep it to a weekly wanking fantasy and led a normalhetro life until a year ago. I was surfing the web during a wanking sessionand came across a site with pictures & videos of black guys dominatingwhite sissies. My god it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen! Theblack guys were gorgeous big muscular dominants with massive cocks whofucked the sissies senseless. The sissies looked like they absolutely lovedit. They accommodated their Masters any way they could & were so eager toplease the beautiful BBC & receive the tasty cum as their reward. The Blackmen made me feel a complete sub who wanted to be used like the sissies inthe video. It made me so horny I put on my girlfriends panties & wankedmyself silly. The seed was sown & I was hooked on BBC! I started searchingthe net for anything to do with Black Doms & white sissies. I joined loadsof yahoo groups dedicated to the worship of BBC, niggerworship.org & anyother sites that shared my love of BBC. It was great to find like-mindedpeople with pictures & videos to share. I read lots of stories on niftyabout white subs becoming black owned. One story I love in particular, it’scalled “The Undercard” by D.O. I’ve read it hundreds of times, `Jax Bishop’is a God & I’m so jealous of Cody, the lucky bitch! Any chance I got Iwould be searching the web for more and more BBC related porn.Since then my life has changed dramatically. I lost my girlfriend of 3years & who I had thought I would marry. Over the last few months I wasmore interested in my Black cock fantasy’s & desires than in sex withher. Even when I did make the effort I found that it felt weird & didn’texcite me so I couldn’t get hard. It wasn’t her fault that I could nolonger fulfil her needs so I encouraged her to go out with her “friends”more, knowing she wasn’t seeing her friends as I had found out she wascheating on me. I didn’t blame her. She deserved a real man to treat herlike the woman she is. I knew who he was, he was a hunk, and he would treather good. I was only jealous that she was getting cock and I wasn’t. When Iconfronted her, she admitted to it, finished the relationship & left tomove in with him. She explained to me that she the reason she cheated wasbecause apart from the lack of sex she didn’t fancy me, didn’t know whatshe had ever seen in me. I had changed dramatically over the last 6 monthsshe said. I now reminded her of a gay guy at college who was a best friendshe could talk to all night & never feel anything sexual towards. She evenjoked that she should give me his mobile number so we could hook up. Ishould have been humiliated that she’d cheated on me & losing her shouldhave mattered to me but it didn’t. I told her that I wasn’t upset, that myfeelings had changed & I was happy for her. She raged that a real man wouldnot just sit there like a fucking pansy, he would be angry that hisgirlfriend had cheated on him & want to smack the other guy. She said thatshe totally hated me and was just glad to get away. As soon as she left Iwas on the web, wanking & fingering my hole over Black men. I knew then I’dnever want to be with a woman again.Within days of her leaving my bedroom wall became covered in posters ofBlack sportsmen, pop & movie stars. I threw myself into my sissy life, Igrew my hair & nails, shaved my body & bought feminine clothes, make up &shoes online. I threw out all my male underwear & only wore the mostfeminine pink panties, even to work. At home I was Lucy at all times,totally consumed by trying to be as feminine as I could & learn how to beas pretty as possible for men to enjoy. Everything in my life was dedicatedto being the best sissy slut I could be & there was no doubt I was happierthis way.I also bought a nice thick 8” dildo, in black of course, which I gave thename “Jax”. I suck & fuck Jax every day. It has a sucker on the bottomwhich I stick to the wall so I can get on my knees & worship it. I lovehaving it in my mouth as I kiss, lick, suck & slobber all over it. I thenstick it on a chair, lower myself onto it & ride it cowgirl, moaninguncontrollably in ecstasy & crying out in lustful frenzy. I have filmedmyself while doing this and love to watch it and see how much of a sissyslut I am. Having my boipussy fucked by a dildo is absolutely amazing &feels so much more natural than hetro sex ever did. I even stopped wankingas I found that I cum from the dildo fucking alone.One evening I sat my mum down & told her that I was a gay sissy, that Ilonged to fall in love with a Black man & thought of myself more a womanthan a man & preferred to be called Debbi. She told me everyone wasgossiping about me being gay so it was no surprise to be told it & thatalone would have been hard to deal with but not impossible. Thecross-dressing on the other hand was too much & disgusted her. She said sheloved me but would not be able to support me, nor would my dad as he was atotal homophobic. She begged me to snap out of it and get a nice wife andlive a normal life. I tried to explain that being gay & sissy is not achoice to be made & if she can’t accept me then we should go our separateways. We both cried our eyes out that night. The next day she phoned andtold me that we could communicate only by email as she couldn’t even lookat me as I was a perverted bastard who is disgracing the family & that mydad is totally disgusted & wanted to come round and beat me up. She’dmanaged to stop him but they were publicly disowning me so she hoped Iwould move away and find happiness somehow but if I changed back to normalshe would welcome me back with open arms. I told my mum that I think she isa wonderful woman who I love very much but I knew that sacrifices wouldhave to be made in my new life. That I want to become more of a woman inthe future but hoped one day she would accept me as her sissy daughter.I lost all my old friends; I had nothing left in common with them. I nevertold them I was gay but they know & avoid me if they see me in thestreet. The only person I consider as a friend I have is a work colleaguecalled Misty. I’ve known her for the 2 years I’ve worked at the callcentre, we also work the same shifts. One Friday she invited me for anafter work drink and while in the pub actually asked me if I was gay. I wasshocked but I’d made a pact with myself that if anyone asked that questionI would be honest & proudly answer “YES”. I asked her how she knew. Shelaughed and said it was obvious from the change in me since my girlfriendleft, my personality, my demeanour, the way I walk & even my voice. In facteverything about me was much more feminine. All the girls at work hadnoticed it & rumours had spread around the workplace. She asked whathappened with my girlfriend and had I had an injection of gayness. That’sthe way she put, it certainly broke the ice. I burst out laughing and toldher that unfortunately I’d had no cock injections yet, just dildo ones buthopefully that would change soon. We had a great night, we gossiped aboutwork mates & what guys we thought were hot or not. It felt great that sheaccepted me for what I am & she gave me nothing but encouragement to followmy dream of BBC.My lust for BBC now leaves me unable to live my life in the small ruraltown in Scotland I’m from so I am now ready to move south. What I want, Ican’t get here & what I am, they don’t want here. I feel no guilt over whatI’ve become. I absolutely love being this way & am well past the point of caring whatpeople think of me. I’m happy that people now know I’m gay & when out Imake sure I’m wearing jeans that are extra tight around my butt & t-shirtsthat are too small. The thought of some guy liking what he sees, going home& having a wank over me turns me on immensely. My mum saw me like that oneday, shook her head & walked straight past me, I laughed & shouted hi mumas feminine as I could. I knew it would have angered her & it was bitchybut I couldn’t help it. I sent her an email about it, not to apologise butto tell her that I was the happiest I’d ever been, only the love of a blackman could make me happier & I was relocating to find that love. The nextday I handed a transfer request in at work but I’m not sure where torelocate to (Any help readers?).Once moved I’m going to get my ears, tongue & bellybutton pierced & also atattoo representing my love of BBC (any suggestions?). I want to starthormone treatment but I feel that is best leaving for my Master to decideif he wants me to. I will post my profile online & start the search forBBC. I hope I do not have to wait much longer to live as a Black cockwhore. I’m so excited that soon my transformation will be complete. It wasnever a choice more of a calling but I happily know I’ll never be anythingelse.

    klammersboard:



    Big Black Cock Addiction


    By Debbi Williams


    I am completely obsessed by BBC (Big Black Cock) & totally in awe of the
    men they belong to. I feel inferior & intimidated by black men but as a
    submissive it only fuels the attraction. God,they are just so damn sexy, no
    white man comes close. One glimpse of a Black man & I become weak at the
    knees desperate to be a slut for him. It feels so natural for me to want &
    need to be their sissy whore. Black men are superior beings & I believe
    white trash deserve nothing more than to be sex slaves for them & strive to
    give them the best orgasm possible. I give my body to use as a receptacle
    for their wonderfully beautiful BBC & what it produces. I would consider it
    an honour to be able to love & look after all their needs like a good wife
    should. I request only to be fed his black cock on a regular basis. I don’t
    think or care about anything else except being black owned.

    I’d always felt more attracted to men & was very curious about sucking
    cocks but managed to keep it to a weekly wanking fantasy and led a normal
    hetro life until a year ago. I was surfing the web during a wanking session
    and came across a site with pictures & videos of black guys dominating
    white sissies. My god it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen! The
    black guys were gorgeous big muscular dominants with massive cocks who
    fucked the sissies senseless. The sissies looked like they absolutely loved
    it. They accommodated their Masters any way they could & were so eager to
    please the beautiful BBC & receive the tasty cum as their reward. The Black
    men made me feel a complete sub who wanted to be used like the sissies in
    the video. It made me so horny I put on my girlfriends panties & wanked
    myself silly. The seed was sown & I was hooked on BBC! I started searching
    the net for anything to do with Black Doms & white sissies. I joined loads
    of yahoo groups dedicated to the worship of BBC, niggerworship.org & any
    other sites that shared my love of BBC. It was great to find like-minded
    people with pictures & videos to share. I read lots of stories on nifty
    about white subs becoming black owned. One story I love in particular, it’s
    called “The Undercard” by D.O. I’ve read it hundreds of times, `Jax Bishop’
    is a God & I’m so jealous of Cody, the lucky bitch! Any chance I got I
    would be searching the web for more and more BBC related porn.

    Since then my life has changed dramatically. I lost my girlfriend of 3
    years & who I had thought I would marry. Over the last few months I was
    more interested in my Black cock fantasy’s & desires than in sex with
    her. Even when I did make the effort I found that it felt weird & didn’t
    excite me so I couldn’t get hard. It wasn’t her fault that I could no
    longer fulfil her needs so I encouraged her to go out with her “friends”
    more, knowing she wasn’t seeing her friends as I had found out she was
    cheating on me. I didn’t blame her. She deserved a real man to treat her
    like the woman she is. I knew who he was, he was a hunk, and he would treat
    her good. I was only jealous that she was getting cock and I wasn’t. When I
    confronted her, she admitted to it, finished the relationship & left to
    move in with him. She explained to me that she the reason she cheated was
    because apart from the lack of sex she didn’t fancy me, didn’t know what
    she had ever seen in me. I had changed dramatically over the last 6 months
    she said. I now reminded her of a gay guy at college who was a best friend
    she could talk to all night & never feel anything sexual towards. She even
    joked that she should give me his mobile number so we could hook up. I
    should have been humiliated that she’d cheated on me & losing her should
    have mattered to me but it didn’t. I told her that I wasn’t upset, that my
    feelings had changed & I was happy for her. She raged that a real man would
    not just sit there like a fucking pansy, he would be angry that his
    girlfriend had cheated on him & want to smack the other guy. She said that
    she totally hated me and was just glad to get away. As soon as she left I
    was on the web, wanking & fingering my hole over Black men. I knew then I’d
    never want to be with a woman again.



    Within days of her leaving my bedroom wall became covered in posters of
    Black sportsmen, pop & movie stars. I threw myself into my sissy life, I
    grew my hair & nails, shaved my body & bought feminine clothes, make up &
    shoes online. I threw out all my male underwear & only wore the most
    feminine pink panties, even to work. At home I was Lucy at all times,
    totally consumed by trying to be as feminine as I could & learn how to be
    as pretty as possible for men to enjoy. Everything in my life was dedicated
    to being the best sissy slut I could be & there was no doubt I was happier
    this way.

    I also bought a nice thick 8” dildo, in black of course, which I gave the
    name “Jax”. I suck & fuck Jax every day. It has a sucker on the bottom
    which I stick to the wall so I can get on my knees & worship it. I love
    having it in my mouth as I kiss, lick, suck & slobber all over it. I then
    stick it on a chair, lower myself onto it & ride it cowgirl, moaning
    uncontrollably in ecstasy & crying out in lustful frenzy. I have filmed
    myself while doing this and love to watch it and see how much of a sissy
    slut I am. Having my boipussy fucked by a dildo is absolutely amazing &
    feels so much more natural than hetro sex ever did. I even stopped wanking
    as I found that I cum from the dildo fucking alone.

    One evening I sat my mum down & told her that I was a gay sissy, that I
    longed to fall in love with a Black man & thought of myself more a woman
    than a man & preferred to be called Debbi. She told me everyone was
    gossiping about me being gay so it was no surprise to be told it & that
    alone would have been hard to deal with but not impossible. The
    cross-dressing on the other hand was too much & disgusted her. She said she
    loved me but would not be able to support me, nor would my dad as he was a
    total homophobic. She begged me to snap out of it and get a nice wife and
    live a normal life. I tried to explain that being gay & sissy is not a
    choice to be made & if she can’t accept me then we should go our separate
    ways. We both cried our eyes out that night. The next day she phoned and
    told me that we could communicate only by email as she couldn’t even look
    at me as I was a perverted bastard who is disgracing the family & that my
    dad is totally disgusted & wanted to come round and beat me up. She’d
    managed to stop him but they were publicly disowning me so she hoped I
    would move away and find happiness somehow but if I changed back to normal
    she would welcome me back with open arms. I told my mum that I think she is
    a wonderful woman who I love very much but I knew that sacrifices would
    have to be made in my new life. That I want to become more of a woman in
    the future but hoped one day she would accept me as her sissy daughter.

    I lost all my old friends; I had nothing left in common with them. I never
    told them I was gay but they know & avoid me if they see me in the
    street. The only person I consider as a friend I have is a work colleague
    called Misty. I’ve known her for the 2 years I’ve worked at the call
    centre, we also work the same shifts. One Friday she invited me for an
    after work drink and while in the pub actually asked me if I was gay. I was
    shocked but I’d made a pact with myself that if anyone asked that question
    I would be honest & proudly answer “YES”. I asked her how she knew. She
    laughed and said it was obvious from the change in me since my girlfriend
    left, my personality, my demeanour, the way I walk & even my voice. In fact
    everything about me was much more feminine. All the girls at work had
    noticed it & rumours had spread around the workplace. She asked what
    happened with my girlfriend and had I had an injection of gayness. That’s
    the way she put, it certainly broke the ice. I burst out laughing and told
    her that unfortunately I’d had no cock injections yet, just dildo ones but
    hopefully that would change soon. We had a great night, we gossiped about
    work mates & what guys we thought were hot or not. It felt great that she
    accepted me for what I am & she gave me nothing but encouragement to follow
    my dream of BBC.

    My lust for BBC now leaves me unable to live my life in the small rural
    town in Scotland I’m from so I am now ready to move south. What I want, I
    can’t get here & what I am, they don’t want here. I feel no guilt over what
    I’ve become. I absolutely love being this way & am well past the point of caring what
    people think of me. I’m happy that people now know I’m gay & when out I
    make sure I’m wearing jeans that are extra tight around my butt & t-shirts
    that are too small. The thought of some guy liking what he sees, going home
    & having a wank over me turns me on immensely. My mum saw me like that one
    day, shook her head & walked straight past me, I laughed & shouted hi mum
    as feminine as I could. I knew it would have angered her & it was bitchy
    but I couldn’t help it. I sent her an email about it, not to apologise but
    to tell her that I was the happiest I’d ever been, only the love of a black
    man could make me happier & I was relocating to find that love. The next
    day I handed a transfer request in at work but I’m not sure where to
    relocate to (Any help readers?).

    Once moved I’m going to get my ears, tongue & bellybutton pierced & also a
    tattoo representing my love of BBC (any suggestions?). I want to start
    hormone treatment but I feel that is best leaving for my Master to decide
    if he wants me to. I will post my profile online & start the search for
    BBC. I hope I do not have to wait much longer to live as a Black cock
    whore. I’m so excited that soon my transformation will be complete. It was
    never a choice more of a calling but I happily know I’ll never be anything
    else.


    (via barebacksissy)

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