How Did He Know? Pt. 02

I reach for my keys and unlock the truck without taking my eyes off of the porn movie in front of me. I hear Marcus tell Keith he'll be right back as I walk in a daze and get in the drivers seat. My head is buzzing from the edible which is now taking full effect. Marcus says to me, "You smoke weed, slut?"

I look over and Marcus has a glass pipe that he's pouring something into and he tells me to take a left out of the parking lot. It's like my mind is on autopilot as I pull onto the road.

"Do you smoke, slut?"

Me: "why are you calling me a slut, man? Yes I smoke weed."

He just chuckles and tells me to turn right into a strip mall and then around to the back. He points to where I should park and I come to a stop behind an empty store.

Marcus: "We gonna have a little talk bout you but first I want you to smoke some of my shit here."

He hands me the glass pipe and I put it to my lips. It looked a little like a hash pipe from high school so I ask, "is this hash?" As he puts a torch under the bubble at the end, Marcus says, "Trust me, sissy. This is just what you need. Now when I tell you, inhale very slowly and I'll tell you when to stop."

I do what he says until I can't inhale anymore and my eyes get wide. He tells me to hold it in until he says to exhale. It felt like forever but really maybe 10 seconds and I blow a huge cloud of smoke on his queue. I was expecting to smell hash or weed or something but weirdly, I don't smell anything. He lights the torch and says, "Again". I take 3 more huge hits and my body starts to feel like I'm floating. It definitely wasn't weed or hash but I'm feeling pretty damn good and I feel like I need something, but don't know what.

"So you suck cock yet, sissy? Or do you just think about it all the time when you're playing with that little white clitty?"

I turn to tell him that I'm not a sissy and I've got a pretty big cock...but I see him looking down. When I follow his eyes I see that he's got his cock out of his pants and it looks a lot like some of the big pornstar cocks I've seen in videos. It looks about 3/4 hard and growing. I'm guessing it's about 9" and thick...but not like some of the fence posts I've seen in porn. All of my "BBC" fantasies fill my head in a rush, along with images from sissy hypno videos.

"My eyes up here, slut. I've seen that look before. You got it bad, yo. You look-" he stopped mid-sentence and said, "is that what I think it is?" As he reached into the console, my heart sunk.

He grabbed the green remote before I could and said, "that's why you fell so hard on that stool. You pounded yourself. Yo, how long you been a sissy? You pretty old."

He pressed the only button on the remote and the plug started a low vibration. I gasped and watched my left hand move deliberately towards Marcus's big cock.

"Look at you. Look at you," he said as my hand slowly strokes his rock-hard cock. "What's your girl name when you're all dressed up like a whore?"

"Jamie, sir," I said in a voice I didn't recognize. He hit the button a few more times and watched my reactions. I've moved down to the floor, never taking my eyes off Marcus's cock and I now have both hands in a death grip.

"You like that black cock, Jamie?

Is it everything you dreamed of?

Is this what you were thinking about when you were bouncing on that barstool?

Do you want my big black cock to destroy you and make you a woman?

My woman?"

He says all of this in a deep voice, very slowly with pauses after each question. Like he's trying to hypnotize me. My head is spinning. I'm so fucking horny and his cock is so hard, so big, so black.

I finally look away from his cock and up at his face.

"Suck my cock, Jamie."

My hands pull the head down and just like that, I've got 4 inches of Marcus's cock in my mouth.

"You a natural, slut. And you hungry like a motherfucker. Ya know I was gonna grab my boy Keith this weekend and lock you in a hotel room. Have some fun with your sissy ass and grant you your BBC fantasy. But I like your enthusiasm and, yo! you addicted already,"

I was in total nympho whore mode as I listened to more of his hypnotic voice and tried to stuff more black meat in my throat. Marcus hit the button one last time and powerful boom boom boom waves invade my virgin pussy. With both hands still pumping Marcus's cock, I am moaning like a whore.

"So I'm going to make you my next project.

Do you like sucking black cock, Jamie?

Is black cock the only cock you want?

If I promised you that I will keep you safe and you can have all the black cock you want at any time, would you be interested, Jamie?"

What? Fuck no! A small part of my brain, the logical part, was like, "You have a life, a hot girlfriend and a great job...you are SO not interested!"

So. imagine my surprise when I pull his cock out of my mouth, stare at my saliva-covered hands still stroking and hear myself say, "Yes, sir. I'll do anything you want."

WTF? Man, that hash, or whatever it was, really fucked me up. All I could think about was making Marcus cum.

It was like he read my mind. Marcus grabs his cock away from me, starts stroking fast and says, "Who owns your white sissy pussy?"

Hearing him say those last three words seemed to rewire my brain and at that moment, I knew that Marcus was going to take my virginity with his beautiful cock. I look him in the eye:

"You own it, sir. When will you take what's yours?"

As I finish the question, I am hit with two big blasts of warm cum on my face as Marcus roars and shoves his cock in my open mouth. Both my hands grab his cock and huge balls. His head is in my mouth and I'm swallowing his cum as it floods me.

"Swallow that nut...yeah you love it, don't you Jamie?" My moans are sounding more feminine.

As soon as he grabs my head and holds it tight on his erupting cock, I cum in my panties.

My left hand is stroking up his cock, milking him and bringing me more of his sweet cum as my right hand rubs and squeezes every drop from his balls. I've never had cum in my mouth before but I instinctively knew that I had to get it all out, and swallow it.

"Yeah, good girl," Marcus says. "Get it all, Jamie. You really addicted, ain't you? Did you cum when I was fucking my nut down your throat, girl? Just like a little white bitch."

How did he know that?

"Tomorrow night, Jamie. You pack all your girlie stuff in a big bag and we'll pick you up at 7. We'll drop you back in a couple days. Eat when you get home and nothing more. Be cleaned out and no body hair."

"Wait, you don't know where I live. And I think I have some questions..." I say with no conviction...and his cum on my face.

"No questions. I ask the questions. Now, who owns that white pussy?" He is starting to sound angry so I go along just to get out of this current situation. "You do, sir."

I look in the backseat for a towel to wipe my face as Marcus puts his big cock back in his pants. "Leave that cum on your whore face, Jamie. You can wash it off in the shower while you play with your little white clitty. I marked you with my seed, bitch, so show some respect."

"Yessir. Thank you."

He smirks arrogantly. "We gonna have fun with you, Jamie. I gotta think about it but Ima find a niche for you. You old but we'll see how you look after one a my girls gets you all whored up tomorrow."

I drive him a few blocks over and he directs me to the driveway of a very big house. He holds his phone up and there's a picture of my condo's front door. "Seven o'clock, sissy. Your world changes tomorrow."

I drive home as my mind spins out of control. I pull into a gas station just to catch my breath and regroup. What the fuck just happened? I mean, I have a few BBC fantasies...who doesn't...but I never imagined I would ever agree to the things I had just said to Marcus. It was that hash! What the fuck was that? After those big hits I took, I completely changed. Fuck. What am I going to do?

My phone dings and I open up messages. It's from Marcus. How did he get my number? "I changed my mind, sissy. I want you to put all that cum in your mouth. Right now. Send me a pic with your mouth full. Now!"

I'm thinking "Fuck you!" but I'm looking in the mirror as my fingers gather his cum for me to lick off. Once I have it all in, I open my mouth, take a selfie and send it to Marcus.

"Good girl. Now keep it in your mouth until I text you."

I should be grossed out but I swish it around in my mouth as I drive the 5 miles back to my condo. Luckily, I don't see any neighbors on my walk of shame. Jeans still wet from my hands-free orgasm, streaks of cum on my face and my mouth full of a black man's cum.

I get undressed and turn the shower on. I get a text from Marcus, "Show me." I take a selfie to show him his cum.

He sends me a voice message: "Now put two fingers in your mouth and scoop up my cum, bitch. Then put my cum in your pussy and fuck it into yourself with that plug. When you nut thinking about my cock, swallow the rest of it, you sissy slut."

I'm so fucking horny hearing his hypnotic voice, I cum as soon as I shove my fingers in my ass. I mean pussy. His pussy.