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Hi people. Once again, I have taken the pen out of johnnie’s hand to share with you a woman’s perspective on breaking down a male and re-building him molding him into to something useful. Note that I said male, not man. There is a distinct difference between the two. Some so-called, self-absorbed men are nearly useless to a woman. Women who have needs and want them satisfied must choose between that so-called man with a 5″ dick and a Real Man with a dick 8″ or bigger.
A male is a little pink dicked, half a faggot that you, a woman with a little effort can push across the finish line and have him servicing Real Men, the Black Man like the white males should. It doesn’t require much effort. White males have been obsessing over black cocks for hundreds of years. They want to open their mouths to engulf something greater than they are. The desire to pay homage to the fittest of the species is deeply engrained in them. Acknowledging their inferiority, the white male become obsequious when in the company of Black men. Gladly and readily, they will shed their pretentions of manhood and give themselves to black cocks. All they need is a little help guiding them to their knees.
Let me show you how it worked for me.
A little background on me and how I became empowered.
It was my 22nd birthday when I was met at the door upon returning home from my last year at State College. Uncle Devon was there with mother and daddy. All were nude except daddy who was wearing mom’s panties. At the time I thought the panties were moms. I have found out since that daddy has many panties.
Uncle Devon had been a frequent visitor in our home ever since I can remember. He’s tall, very muscular, and handsome. He’s also a Black man.
Mother was and still is a tall, striking, well-built beauty with the graceful curves of a full-figured woman.
Daddy on the other hand is shorter than mother. His build is something that crosses sexual identities. He has a nicely rounded butt and wide hips. His shoulders are narrow, his chest lacking definition. And from what I saw straining to get out of the panties he was wearing, daddy is decidedly lacking where it counts for a woman.
Anyway, mother smiled and told me that since I graduated, it was time for me to become a woman.
She took me aside and explained the relationship between the three of them. That’s when I first heard the term cuckold.
To mother, my becoming a woman meant that it was time I learned what sex was really all about. “It’s not the clumsy fumbling of the white male attempting to cop a feel in the front seat of the car his daddy bought for him, Cindy. It’s more than spreading your legs for the little pink dick that will all too soon soil your pussy with its watery discharge. Real women want and deserve more.”
“I convinced your father that he would always be here with me but he had to accept his new role. He sobbed when I told him that I never considered him a man. To me, he was just the mortgage payments, new car, food on the table, and your education. I pointed out to him that real men would not cry when learning that their wife had taken a lover; but fight for her. I’m now happy to say that your father is now pussy free. He no longer has to feel the shame of leaving me unsatisfied. He no longer needs to feel embarrassed about his tiny little dick and premature ejaculations. He is free to wear panties and be the cock sucker nature intended him to be.”
She had daddy pull his panty down to show me his little dick and had him hold it alongside Uncle Devon’s big black cock for comparison. There was no comparison. Uncle Devon’s cock was much bigger and beautiful. When she asked daddy to tell me who should be the one to access to her body, daddy immediately said that my Uncle Devon is the man of the house.
“Once you get a taste of a real man’s cock and his potent sperm, and when you feel how fulfilled you are as a woman when that black cock stretches your pussy, baby, you’ll understand,” mother continued.
Alright. Keeping this prologue short, I was introduced to the thrill, the absolute best sex I’d ever had that night. I learned how to suck a nice big cock. I felt myself being stretched to accommodate a real man’s cock for the first time. I watched daddy sucking Uncle Devon’s cock; not because he was forced but because, as mother explained, it’s the subservient role all white males need to adopt. In a nutshell, as mother explained it, “It’s the survival of the fittest. Your father wants and needs to show his respect for the Black man. By sucking his cock, your father is merely demonstrating his surrender to the unrivaled superior man. It’s a desire most white males have whether they know it or not. Although many foolishly resist outwardly, they have an inherent craving to give themselves to black cocks.”
Mother encouraged me to find my own white male to groom, train, mold, and exploit for my own purposes. After the many orgasms I enjoyed that night, I understood. In the parlance of many authors on Literotica, istanbul travesti I had gone Black. Like mother, like daddy, like daughter.
Mother was gracious in sharing uncle Ray with me after that but insisted that I would soon have to find my own way, my own white cock sucker.
And I knew exactly who to see. Mother laughed when I told her. “He was always different from the other boys,” she said.
I’d known him all my life. He lived 2 houses up from ours and we became playmates at an early age. Instead of rough housing with the other boys, johnnie would sit with me and have pretend tea parties with my favorite dolls.
Instead of playing sports, we would dress up in mother’s clothes and he’d let me practice putting make-up on him.
While we both enjoyed those “pretend times”, neither of us then, had any idea that a seed was planted in johnnie’s head. That seed would later take root and like a good arborist, I would tighten up the loose ends and shape him into the perfect sissy.
We drifted apart in junior high. I ran with the cool girls, the pretty ones and dated jocks because, well, that’s what cool girls did. johnnie mainly kept to himself. I never saw him at school dances. He never went to the local hangout where the cool kids would go after school.
I’d speak to him once in a while but had to on the sly. If my clique saw me hanging with johnnie I’d be ridiculed. It wasn’t because he was fat or ugly. On the contrary. johnnie was cute. A little button nose, full lips, and arched eyebrows, that spray of freckles across his cheeks, he was almost pretty. He never grew to be big, or even medium. I suspect now as I did then that he would fit nicely into a petite outfit.
But after being thoroughly indoctrinated into the world of Black men, the power of the Black cock, and the pussy-free, black cock worshiping role better suited for white males, I knew johnnie would make the perfect mate.
With no plan on how I was going to make him the perfect husband, I knocked on his parent’s door with confidence. “I can do this,” I thought.
Mrs. Wilson answered, surprised to see me. “Is johnnie home?”
“Cindy, how nice to see you again. Come in. johnnie is upstairs napping. Would you like me to call him or do you want to surprise him?”
“I’ll sneak up on him if that’s okay,” I said.
“Perfect. He’ll be so happy to see you. It’s been so long. How have you been?”
We chatted a bit and johnnie’s mom told me how she was worried about him. “He is not like the other boys,” she shared. “He is very different.”
I had to stifle my laughter. “I’ll bring out the best in him,” I assured her. “I’ll make johnnie the perfect male.”
I opened the door to his bedroom and found my old friend asleep. I snuggled beside him and wrapped my arm over his narrow shoulder. I hadn’t noticed but he had developed much like my daddy.
He stirred, then realized he wasn’t alone and was surprised to see me. “What? Um, who are you, I mean why are you…”
“Hush baby. It’s enough that I’m here, isn’t it?”
We caught up on what we’d been doing and I was happy to see johnnie had been leading a quiet and lonely existence. It would make my appearance in his life that much more important to him.
I noticed he had a poster on his wall of Liza Minnelli as Sally Bowles in her black shorts outfit she wore in Cabaret. He didn’t understand my meaning when I whispered in his ear that I would be his Sally Bowles and make him my Brian Roberts.
johnnie was shy, shy and pliant. It was me who asked him out on a date. It was me who suggested to him what he should wear. I ordered our meals. I ordered our drinks. It was easy to see that johnnie would follow my lead.
He was pleasant and cute; trying very hard to please me.
When I pressed him, johnnie admitted he was still a virgin and had never had a girlfriend. I told him that he did now but I expected things from him; things that, while maybe being uncomfortable for him at first, he’d get used to it. I assured him that he should trust me because I knew what would be best for him. “I’ll make you into the perfect you if you want.”
The sorry, soon-to-be cock sucker readily agreed.
I led him slowly down the path to his becoming a black cock craving sissy. I’d often bring up the mixed-race couples we’d see and wonder aloud how big those black cocks must be. “Yeah,” johnnie would agree. “I bet they are really big.”
When I told mother how it was going, she had a few suggestions for how I might proceed. “You’ll know when he’s ready to suck a cock for you,” she smiled. “Most white males just are unable to resist the urge to give themselves to a big Black cock. Bring him by some evening when your Uncle Devon is here,” she suggested. “johnnie will get a preview of what his life will be like.”
I did as mother recommended and brought johnnie home and introduced him to Uncle Devon. johnnie had trouble meeting Devon’s eyes, blushing like a schoolgirl when Uncle Devon said that johnnie was cute. istanbul travestileri “Thank you, sir,” johnnie said in a breathy voice. I could see johnnie’s immediate attraction to the large handsome man.
I watched his reaction to the familiarity with which Uncle Devon treated mother and daddy. johnnie’s eyes widened in surprise when Devon pulled mother onto his lap and openly fondled her breasts while the five of us chatted.
johnnie saw mother’s skirt rise well above her parted knees allowing her panties to show. I saw him adjust his growing boner when mother and Devon kissed. When he saw mother’s hand holding Uncle Devon’s large cock through his trousers, johnnie gasped in disbelief.
johnnie was awe struck when Uncle Devon sent daddy off to fix everyone a drink. “Come back in your uniform, cuck,” Uncle Devon called after him.
johnnie made a soft funny noise when daddy returned wearing only panties. The wet spot on the front let everyone know that daddy was aroused.
“Look at daddy, johnnie,” I whispered to my little male as I grabbed his erection through his pants. “He has a boner like you and that’s his own wife that big handsome Black man is feeling up. Doesn’t she look like she’s enjoying it, daddy too? And doesn’t daddy look cute in his pretty panties?”
“Mm hmm,” he respnded. I sensed johnnie’s breathing becoming labored and led him upstairs to my room. I knew he’d have many questions. And I knew I would let many of his questions go unanswered for the time being.
We lay back on the bed and I waited for johnnie to ask me questions. I could see he was still erect, although just barely. The little lump in his pants needed attention.
“Uncle Devon is mother’s lover, baby boy. He is handsome, isn’t he?”
“Yeah,” johnnie sighed.
“Well that’s not all. He has a really big cock, johnnie. Really big. And he knows how to use it. Mother can’t resist it. Neither can daddy.”
“Huh? Your father?”
“Oh yes. Daddy loves sucking that big beautiful cock, so do I.”
I let that stand for effect before I dropped the other shoe.
“And so will you.”
My little guy lay back with his arm covering his eyes trying not to look at me.
Here baby, let me help you,” I said opening his pants and pulling them and his Y-fronts down to mid-thigh. I wasn’t at all surprised to see that johnnie had only thin whisps of blonde pubic hair and none on his legs.
And like I thought. His little pink hard-on was as long as my thumb but not as big around. I took it between two fingers and my thumb. “What is this, baby?”
“That’s my cock Cindy. You know that.”
“No baby. That’s not a cock. It’s not even a dick, I mean not really.”
“Huh?”
I held my hands out about 9-10″ apart. “A cock is this long and black, baby. You saw how big Uncle Devon is when mother grabbed it.” Then I moved my hands together until they were 4-5″ apart. “A dick is this big and pink. What you have, johnnie is neither a dick nor a cock. Sweet baby, I guess we’ll have to call it something else. Any ideas?”
johnnie was crimson with embarrassment and said nothing as he shielded his eyes with his forearm again.
“It’s okay baby. It’s not your fault you aren’t a man down there. I’m happy to work with what you have.”
“Really,” he asked.
“Just lay there and watch.”
“I want you to think about that big black cock in my mouth and pussy. I want you to imagine what it would feel like for you to take that powerful black cock between your pretty lips and suck it.”
johnnie whimpered when I said that.
I stroked him a couple times which was all it took for johnnie to cum. I almost laughed at his expression as his little boner swelled to the size of a quarter. His eyes rolled back, he gritted his teeth, and squeaked as he emptied his little balls onto his tummy.
“There. All better now?”
“Oh God Cindy, that was wonderful,” he said sheepishly. “I never had anyone do that for me before.”
“Good baby. There will be more for my little male. Momma will take care of his, well, we haven’t decided on a name for it, have we? I know. Let’s name it Willie.”
I showed him to the bathroom so let him clean up. Then I showed him to the door. “I’ll see you tomorrow, johnnie. You and little Willie.”
He gasped hearing that and turned a bright red.
But I had my needs too. I found mother and Uncle Devon in bed. Mother was on her hands and knees as Devon plowed her exposed cunt from the back. daddy, wearing mother’s panties was lying on his back making a valiant effort to lick Devon’s balls.
I pulled my clothes off and joined mother on my hands and knees, my big ass up, hoping Uncle Devon would put his big cock in my wet cunt too.
After fucking our tandem pussies, Uncle Devon finished in mother. She and I dutifully cleaned his big cock, thankful for the fucking he blessed us with. I watched daddy clean mother’s cum filled pussy. “This is what I keep him around for, Cin. Your daddy is as good a lapping my used cunt travesti istanbul as he is sucking your Uncle Devon’s cock.”
Devon napped as mother and I discussed the events in my room. “You jacked his poor little erection. I’m sure that didn’t take long.”
We shared a laugh about his short dick and quick trigger.
“That’s a good start. You have to keep bringing the subject of big black cocks up in conversation when he’s in his aroused state of mind. You can bend that sad assed motherfucker any which way when he has a boner.”
Mother said that the three of them were going away for the weekend. “There’s a Hot Wife and cuckold husband gathering in Atlanta. We’re flying out tomorrow and will be back Monday. You’ll have the house all to yourself. Plenty of time to work your magic on that faggot johnnie.”
“Ha, ha. Mother,” I laughed. “johnnie isn’t a faggot. He is a virgin but he not gay.”
“Neither is your father. But a panty wearing cock sucker, faggot; what’s the difference?”
“Look in my nightstand. There’s a big black dildo and a belt you can attach it to. That will allow you to wear it when you finally get johnnie in line. I can’t stress enough the importance of making him suck a black cock baby girl. Once they get it in their minds that sucking nice black cocks is what nature intended for them, pink dicked males like johnnie and your father will do anything for the opportunity to kneel before the superior Black man and beg to suck his cock.”
“There’s one more thing my daughter. I know your Uncle Devon has enough cock to go around but before this thing becomes a bit too incestuous, maybe you should find your own stud. Take that half a fag with you to a night club and let him see a Black man pick you up. I’m sure johnnie will have a painful boner when he drives you two back home and watches his big black cock stretch your tight white cunt.”
Mother had given me the plan I needed. I couldn’t wait to put it into action. With the house all mine for the next couple days, I put my plan into action. I invited johnnie over to begin molding him. I wanted him to depend on me for his sexual gratification. I wanted him to trust me, to give me control over his emotions, his desires. I would rip from him his pride and dignity, to crush his will to resist me.
“johnnie, have you ever seen a naked woman?”
He twisted and turned before finally spitting out what I already knew. He had seen them in magazines only.
I took him to my bedroom and told him to get undressed while I went to the bathroom to change into something more comfortable.
The under-endowed half a faggot lay waiting with his boner when I opened the door wearing only a garter belt and hose.
I turned around letting him look upon the first naked woman he’d ever seen. “Do you like my garter belt and hose, baby? I dress this way when Uncle Devon wants to fuck me. Tell me, johnnie wouldn’t you like to see that?”
“I would,” his voice raspy.
I joined him on the bed and we kissed. I knew his pillow-soft lips were going to be a pleasant place for a black cock and my cum filled pussy.
I stroked him a little and like yesterday, he spurted his thin ejaculate on his tummy.
“It’s okay baby. Little Willie just gets too excited. I guess the thought of seeing that beautiful black cock fucking your girlfriend was too much,” I whispered as I rubbed my fingers in his discharge.
It was my turn to be awe struck when I brought my fingers up to johnnie’s mouth and without hesitation, he took them into his mouth and licked them clean. I did it again and he did too. I had to ask. Just had to. “Do you like the taste baby? Have you done that before?”
He very quietly told how the first time he did that out of curiosity and was surprised by how good it tasted.
Instead of making fun of him, I told him how proud I was that my “boyfriend” likes cum. “I’ll make sure you get loads to eat, baby. Won’t that be nice?”
“I’m your boyfriend?”
“Most certainly, johnnie. Now lay still baby,” I said straddling his head. “I want you to lick mommy’s pussy johnnie. Use those nice fat lips and your tongue and make me cum.”
I had to teach him the fine art of cunnilingus and how hard, how soft, how fast and how slow to work his mouth and tongue.
johnnie was a fast learner.
In no time he had me squirming. After my first orgasm I held his head forcing him to turn over and kneel between my legs. “Suck my pussy baby. Think about all the sperm you’re going to get to enjoy from my cunt. Taste it big boy, taste mommy and think about a nice big black cock leaving you loads of manly cum to slurp.”
I could feel my words having an affect on my little dick boyfriend. I saw him reach down to masturbate, surprised that he had gotten another boner so quickly. “That’s it baby. Go on and beat off. Think about a big black cock in my pussy. Think about his big balls pumping a fresh load of spunk for you to eat.”
johnnie groaned and I knew he was going to cum. “Catch it in your hand johnnie. Catch all your sperm so you can show your new mommy how much you like eating it.”
I wasn’t sure if it was my plan or if johnnie was a just a deviant. Either way, it was fascinating to watch him licking his hand clean, swallowing his own thin shit.
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