Big U Pride Ch. 04: No Looking Back

Lana stopped stroking this cock.

"Because is IS where you want to be, isn't it Britney?"

I nodded my head up and down. There was no denying it.

"Remember what I told you, right?" Lana asked. "Cocks give pleasure..."

I finished her sentence without even thinking. Her training had made me learn the truth.

"And big cocks give more pleasure."

"Good gurl," Lana said.

She stroked again and I noticed a clear drop of liquid emerged from the tip of Tyreke's cock.

Lana leaned up and licked it off. Part me felt...jealousy?

Tyreke moaned.

"Mmmm...it's really that good, sweetie. Nothing better than when you can get it fresh. Even better than those samples you had before."

I thought back to those samples, wondering what it would be like to have a taste of something straight from the source.

"You may wonder if those steps sounded like the Alcoholic Anonymous steps."

They did, they sounded a lot like the steps of addiction or something.

"That's because big Alpha cocks like this truly are addictive. And they make sissies like you admit your own powerlessness around them. This is the natural order of things. You know it's true."

It sounded so true. I couldn't argue with her. Everything in this scene going on in this room felt like the natural order. A big strong man hulking over us with his massive cock, a dominant woman showing me the way, and me...me on my knees before both of them. I was being shown the way of the world and it felt right.

I stared at this massive cock in front of me. Real power, unquestionable dominance, was pulsing through it, from its base to the mushroom-shaped tip. It was the symbol of his superiority. I could smell the muskiness of it. The natural, manly scent filled my nostrils. This was physical evidence that he was an Alpha, and I was not.

Tyreke's thick shaft was heavily veined. His large mushroom head was the size of a plum. The slit continued to ooze that clear pre-cum. His shaft twitched when Lana touched it and that surprised me. It was alive. Like it wanted...it wanted...ME. Did I want it?

"Now, Britney. Don't you think Tyreke deserve to be pleasured?"

"Yes." I said automatically.

"And how do men like him deserve to be pleasured?"

With the hottest mouths and tightest pussies around, I thought. He deserved the finest holes in all the land.

"...with the best blowjob ever." I said.

"For a start, yes." Lana said. "Now, do you think you could give him the 'best blowjob ever'?"

I thought hard. I had practiced a lot, and that night with Krissy...But that was all toys and clits. I had never experienced a real cock. And certainly been with anything, fake or real, that was this size.

"I...I don't know."

"Oh have more faith in your self, gurlie." Lana said.

"I bet those dick-sucking lips could suck a tennis ball out of a garden hose." Tyreke said.

I shivered. This man had a hold on me. Almost as much as Lana did.

"Oh she will, Tyreke. But she's right. She's not ready for this yet."

I felt disappointed. Partly from the lack of confidence from Lana. But also because I sensed that I wouldn't get to experience this big dick, this "BBC" as was said in the porn.

"No no, she's not ready. But I, on the other hand," Lana said, grasping the cock firmer. "I'm wet, wild and ready."

"Like a good Kappa girl." Tyreke said.

"Like the best Kappa girl." Lana said. Then she started licking all around the head of his cock then opened her mouth wide and stuck it in.

It was amazing to watch her go, especially up close as I was. She worked the shaft with one hand, sucked the end and twisted her head to and fro. She lifted her left hand and cradled his balls, teasing them every so nicely.

It was like watching porn up close. I was enthralled. My little sissyclit was hard as a rock. A very very small rock. A pebble.

She kept going at that for several minutes as Tyreke groaned from above.

"Fuck, girl. You a fuckin' cocksleeve!"

That just seemed to goad Lana more, and she took more and more of his thick dick down her throat. I was amazed, for someone with such tight features, she could really swallow a cock!

She kept working it and working it until it was like Tyreke was about to blow.

Then she stopped.

"Uh-Uh!" She admonished him. "My turn!"

She stood up, pulled down her panties and walked back to the bed. She kicked her high-heeled legs up in the air so her stunning pussy was open for all to see.

"Come on, big boy. Come get some Kappa pussy." She said in a sultry voice.

Tyreke was practically falling over himself to get to her. I couldn't help but think of the immense power that Lana had over him in that moment. She just opened her legs and he came running. This big important athletic strong man. This man that would make smaller men cower in his presence. Here he was rushing to get some time with Lana's divine pussy. That.was.power.

He didn't waste any time, he slid his cock, then lubricated well by Lana's spit, into to her tight pussy.

She groaned with a sound of satisfaction that I hadn't heard before in my life.

"Fuck yeah, girl. This about to get wild." he said. Then he started thrusting. At first he made long slow thrusts but then he picked up speed like a muscle car on the highway.

He was fucking her with an intensity that he probably applied on the football field.

And she was loving it. She moaned so loud I was worried people outside would here.

"Yeah big boy, fuck this tight pussy. Fuck yes! Give me that good-good! Oh fuck, so fuckin good!" she said. She was whipping her hair back and forth in ecstasy.

I stared at them going at it, like I was watching porn. But this felt so real, so raw. I was sucked in. I wondered if they remembered I was even there.

I saw the sweat drip down Tyreke's back as he pounded Lana's pussy. He was really giving it to her good!

I saw the girl that I had immediately fell for my first day of college, as she was fucked like an animal in front of my eyes. I should have felt sick, angry, sad, disappointed. I should have pushed Tyreke aside and seen if she would give me a shot. I should have wanted to get a piece of that Kappa House pussy.

But I had no interest in that. In fact, I wasn't even wondering what that pussy felt like.

No, not at all.

I wondered...what she felt. She looked like she was on Cloud 9, just getting it good from this hunk. She just had to lay back and get pleasured by this big cock.

I wanted...I wanted to feel what she felt. I wanted to be the one who got the pleasures of big cock.

It was obvious now. This is what all that porn did to me. All those pornstars getting fucked like rabbits by those big-cocked men, screaming to high heaven that they were cumming every 2 seconds. Watching Lana in front of me, I knew that that pleasure was real. It was all true.

There was immense pleasure in the world to be had. You just had to get it from the end of an Alpha cock.

They fucked away as I was lost in this dream-state, until I heard Tyreke shout.

"Get ready - Ima flood this tight pussy!" he shouted.

"No wait!" Lana said. She hopped off his cock and he looked disappointed.

"Give her your load!" Lana said, pointing at me.

I was still there, kneeling in the middle of the room watching them.

Tyreke starting jacking his cock as he turned to me.

"Then get ready, ho - you 'bout to get showered!" He walked towards me, like a bull in heat. He was shiny with sweat and his cock was gleaming as he stroked it furiously.

I just stayed there on my knees and within seconds he was over me.

"FUCK YES!" he shouted.

I looked up, and just in time. His cock pulsed like a cannon, and out came a powerful burst of white pearly cum.

And it landed...it landed right on my forehead.

It felt...warm and interesting.

But I didn't have time to think more about that because shot after shot after shot kept shooting out with a vengeance.

"OH FUCK YES!" Tyreke shouted as he kept stroking.

It must have been 10 huge shots in all. And they sprayed all over me - on my forehead, on my cheeks, on my nose, and my dress.

I was thoroughly painted in his seed.

I was speechless. I just sat there as his warm jizz trickled down my face.

"You look..." Lana said, her nakedness glorious. "SO HOT."

She scampered to her phone and picked it up before taking a picture of me.

"Seriously, so fucking hot." she said.

I couldn't help but smile. I smiled at her compliment. I smiled at the crazy situation I was in. I smiled because...I loved this. I just felt so sexy and wanted and...feminine. I was covered in a man's cum and I felt like I was the winner of a pageant.

"Now, don't forget your Cheerboi manners, Britney." Lana said.

I looked up at Tyreke who was breathing heavily, and his cock still huge but looking softer.

"..Thank...Thank you, Tyreke."

He smiled down at me.

Lana spoke up again, "No, really thank him, and look him in the eyes. Thank him for honoring you with his orgasm. He could have blown his load in my pussy, on my face, or any face in this house. Thank him for sharing his cum with YOU."

She was right. He had made me special by choosing me.

I looked at him in the eyes.

"Thank you, sir, for giving me the gift of your precious load of hot cum. It's truly an honor to get to wear it."

"Holy shit, that's some sissy shit!" Tyreke said. "If that's square one for this bitch, then I can't wait to see where she goes from here! She gonna make CheerBoi captain this year, I bet!"

I didn't know what he was talking about with that last part but I loved that his praise.

Lana had him stand by me, his cock near my face as she took another picture. Even soft, it had this powerful presence. And it smelled divine, covered in Lana's juices and drying cum.

He put his clothes back on in front of us as I sat there and Lana took more pictures of me.

I was sad to see him cover up his big cock when he put his underwear on, but I knew that I'd think of it whenever I saw him again on campus.

He left us alone and I started for the bathroom to clean myself off.

"No, no!" Lana stopped me. "Wear his mark with pride."

I looked confused. I had to get back to the Beta House somehow.

"You earned that cumload. He honored you with it. It'd be an insult to just wipe it off. So you will wear it as a badge of honor."

"But...I have to get back to the Beta House tonight."

"And you will, looking like a sissy girl who just earned herself a load of fresh cum, like a proper sissy ho. Trust me, the guys will love it, the girls will be jealous, and the other Cheerbois be thrilled for you. Plus, they'll see Tyreke head down before you, so they'll know you just got with a all-star recruit on the football team. That's legendary. Could really make you quite the reputation."

I guess she was right. I'd be the center of attention and the talk of the town. Isn't that what I wanted? This was my way of becoming that now.

She slipped her dress back on and I followed her down the stairs. I got looks immediately as partygoers saw globs of Tyreke's cum dangling off my chin and smeaered on my forehead. I must have looked like a glazed donut, there was so much on me.

"Girl got Monica Lewinsky'd" I heard a guy say, obviously commenting on the stains on my dress.

"Fuck, what a slut." another guy said, eye-fucking me.

"Lucky." a girl said as she passed by us.

"Damn girl, you can ride with me anytime." said one big tall man.

"Hungry for more?" another strong man said.

I should have felt ashamed, but I just felt...proud. Tyreke's cum marked me as desirable.

Lana led me to the back door and I stumbled outside.

She looked at me.

"I'm so proud of you sweetie. You're really growing into someone amazing."

I was so touched.

"We'll talk more tomorrow. Now head back to the Beta House and get some sleep. I bet you're exhauted."

She was right. I was bone-tired. All those drugs, alcohol, dancing and sex caught up with me and I felt so tired.

I walked back to the Beta House, giddy as a schoolgirl. I felt like a new person, like a caterpillar who just became a butterfly. I kept getting comments on the street and they made me stand taller and walk hotter.

Entering the Beta House, I tried to be quiet so I wouldn't wake anyone.

Turning on the light in the foyer I saw the main room light was on. I could hear giggling and chatter.

Walking back there I saw all the Cheerbois wearing their sexy clothes.

Krissy was there! She stood up and came to give me a hug. I noticed she had something sticky on her face.

"I want to hear everything!" she said.

She noticed Tyreke's drying cum on my face.

"OH MY GOD, YOU TOO!" she exclaimed.

I learned that all the Cheerbois had been painted in Alpha cum after watching their Mistresses get it on with a football player. None of them touched or sucked the cocks, but they were up and close with the action just like me. I was so excited that our sissy sisterhood was moving up together!

We talked and talked for hours into the morning before we all fell asleep on the couches, too exhausted to get back to our rooms.

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The next morning I woke up on the couch, alone. My face felt sticky and was white stuff was flaking off of it.

A flood of memories from last night came back to me. The dress-up, the music, the drugs, the dancing, the teasing, watching Lana suck and get fucked, then...being painted by cum...wearing it around and having people see me like that.

I couldn't believe what I'd done. What would people think of me? Could I walk around campus without being teased and mocked? How could I have acted like that? Wasn't all that stuff...gay?

I rushed to the shower and immediately washed myself thoroughly, scrubbing every part of me. I cleaned my plug and washed inside my tush, douching myself without giving it a second thought.

I walked back to my bedroom and stared in the mirror. Last night I looked like a hot girl going out clubbing. Today, with all the makeup gone, I looked at the mirror and saw someone staring back at me. The person had a feminine face with long shoulder-length blonde hair. I looked unmistakably like a girl, sort of like Carey Mulligan. I was...cute. I looked like the girl next door.

Without thinking, I grabbed my mascara and started painting my face with the makeup. I went through lipstick, blush, eyeliner, all of it. I stared back at the mirror again. I was still cute, but I looked sultry. I reminded myself of the pornstar Kali Roses. I felt good this way.

I felt powerful like this.

This wasn't Brian in the mirror, this was Britney. This person danced with a star football player yesterday. This person turned him on, got him hard. This person walked through the most exclusive party on campus and turned heads, got people talking about her.

As Brian, I was nobody, a loser.

As Britney, I was popular, scandalous.

I was desired.

I looked at the Cheerboi App and looked at my outfit assignment:

"Rose bodysuit with plunging lace, black kitten heel."

Not much, but it looked damn good on me when I put it on. My tiny sissyclit - I didn't even think twice calling it that - was tiny and honestly kind of adorable, easily seen through the bodysuit as it smushed up against my body.

I walked downstairs to the main room and saw my fellow Cheerbois all wearing bodysuits of different colors, also with kitten heels.

We all looked slightly anxious, remembering the events of last night. Well, everyone except Jada, who acted like she was just loving every second of life and not looking back.

Mistress Anya walked in, wearing a trench coat and a gorgeous red dress underneath. She was stunning.

"Well, you little sluts! You all had quite the night!"

We teetered on our heels, feeling bashful around her and remembering the antics of last night.

"Oh don't act so shy! I saw the true versions of yourselves last night!" she said.

I was blushing.

"Don't believe me? Ok then, come with me." she said, guiding us to the movie room.

She had us all sit down as she plugged in a flash drive to the laptop and started showing us images on the big screen.

The first was of random partygoers drinking, the next of the dancefloor with people bumping and grinding.

She then showed us images of each of us dancing with a guy. There was Krissy with Travis, Jada with a big black guy, Bambi and Candi were dancing facing each other with their butts grinding on a couple guys, then Kagney dancing in the center of a bunch of guys around her. And finally a picture of me with Tyreke, me bent at the waist as I practically twerked on him.

Far from being embarrassed, I think I felt proud. I was hot! I looked like a model!

"See, a bunch of fun-loving sluts!" Anya said.

"And speaking on sluts..." she said.

And that's when she went through a reel of photos that made us see each other in completely different ways.

She went through picture of picture of each of us with cum on our face. Each picture of our frosted faces was accompanied by another picture of us smiling next to the cock that did that to us.

She then put a montage of all of us with those cock-face pictures. I stared...my sissyclit grew in my bodysuit.

We all looked like...like pornstars. And those smiles. We were each beaming, with cum-covered faces and big dicks next to us.

"You cum-loving sluts! I'm so proud of you all!"

Anya could tell we were filled with all sorts of emotions.

"What's wrong, gurls? Britney?"

I looked at her.

"I'm just...I'm worried that this is all kind of...gay."

Krissy agreed, "Yeah, I mean, are people going to think we're all gay...I'm not...I'm not gay at all. This was different."

"Of course not!" Anya said. "None of you are gay, you couldn't be. After all, you have to be a man to be gay."

She started scrolling through the pictures of us with cum on our faces.

"Do any of these people look like men?"

I saw each of us, dolled up and looking like girl pornstars at the end of a scene.

"Can't be gay if you're not a man." Anya reminded us.

She went back to the montage picture.

"You're not gay because you're not men. You never were. But you aren't women either. Remember? You're something altogether different. You're all sissies!" She reminded us.

"Now you're starting to understand what it means to be a sissy. The feelings you had last night looking hot, turning men on, getting their attention. Didn't you love that? Didn't you love being wanted, being desired? Didn't it get you all lightheaded and happy?" she said.

"And don't forget what you did to all those powerful men you danced with. You got them all HARD. They were hot and bothered. FOR YOU."

It was a crazy thought, that I had that effect on those strong powerful men. I mean, I got one of the greatest recruits in Big U history to want to be with me. His big Alpha cock got hard because of me. That was...special.

"You know what's called, gurls?" Anya asked.

None of us knew.

"That's called PUSSY POWER."

She continued.

"Your holes have power. They draw big powerful strong men in because they want your holes. You use your body to tease them, to flirt, to get them hard. And they'll do anything to be with you. Now, girls like us use that power to get what we want. All us Kappas are going to be CEOs, entertainment stars, prominent people. We use that pussy power to get ahead. But you sissies, you use your pussy power for society. You use it to make sure these powerful men are satisfied, so they can do important things. Make sense?"

It kind of did. I was getting used to the idea that my body had a power over men, that I could have an effect on them. It filled me with purpose to know that I could use my body to help important men, to be useful to them.