Whatever - My BNWO Tale Ch. 02

"This is such fucking bullshit!"

Nineteen years old and I still couldn't even watch holoporn!

"Oh God! It's so big. Fuck me with that big black dick Daddy."

The cock I could see, the pair projected translucently lifelike in front of me. But for some reason, the censors linked to my retinas blurred out everything below her collarbone into a pixelated mess. It was better than before my birthday, barely, because at least I could access porn the holonet, if only to make out the way his dick disappeared into her blurs.

His hand was closed around her dark red pony-tail, pulling her neck back with every thrust. I could see in her fluttering eyes such a look of intense pleasure, her body so delicate compared to his hulking frame. Each push threatened to force the projection off her hands and knees. But none of the important female parts were visible to a loser like me.

At least that's how I felt.

I'd picked the porno stream that looked the most like Rebecca, the girl I was assigned as a match during my annual exam. I hadn't actually seen her tits; I'd been so excited I barely lasted a minute inside her. So I figured I might last longer if I came before our date.

Besides at nineteen now, I was supposed to be able to watch whatever I wanted without the chip blocking everything except his cock. Only the more I watched this massive black dick drill into the petite model, the more I thought back to Dr. Johnson's comments about Rebecca's particular tastes.

"Oh fuck, it's so good! I'm cumming again, I can't stop cumming!"

Again and again, I found my eyes drawn to his massive frame and almost monstrous cock. Her cries of pleasure poured out through the speakers, so much more than the delicate little moans I created when directed to lap at my own creampie between Rebecca's legs.

Was this the kind of mind-numbing pleasure that modern women had come to expect? Could I ever be expected to actually compete with men like that?

I was so hard, barely able to control myself at even such a small amount of visible stimulation. Without even realizing, my penis, less than a quarter of his size, had sprung to life in my hand. I pumped mindlessly, almost instantly reaching the point of no return. I looked into the beauty's eyes and imagined myself creating such a rapturous glow with Rebecca.

The first spurt of cum struck me in the eye. The next landed on my lips, where almost involuntarily, I licked at the salty drops of my own shame, reminding me so slightly of Rebecca's taste the day before.

*****

"Just... hung around, really," I said, lamely.

The conversation had been painfully stilted.

Rebecca looked beautiful. Her breasts weren't especially large, but the neckline of her dress accentuated every perfect curve. I kept breaking eye-contact, trying to stop myself from openly staring. I barely noticed the effort she put into her dark hair, styled to one side.

"I'm not like a slut machine, you know. You can't just hang around, putting in nice guy tokens, hoping you'll score. You need to, like, say something. Be interesting!"

"I'm sorry," I stammered.

"Whatever..."

"I just... I don't know what to say."

"I dunno, is it so hard? Maybe start with what you did, what you want-"

"You!" I blurted.

She smiled, almost sadly.

"I'm here! But I won't be long if all you do is stare at my tits."

My face went red.

"I'm sorry-"

"Stop apologizing!"

Then something snapped.

"I've just never seen tits before!"

It was way too loud. The couple behind me turned and gave a nasty look. But Rebecca just smiled, stifling a giggle.

"What, like not even a porno?"

"No! No... I mean, I tried. I'm supposed to be old enough, but..."

She softened, her mouth opening in recognition.

"Oh... the beta blockers!"

"What?"

"Dr. Johnson told me. Like a hundred years ago, or whenever porn got super popular, lots of guys would spend all day looking at porn. Of course, it was just like basic screens then. Kind of sad when you think about it."

"Really?"

History had never been my strong suit.

"It got so bad, lots of guys never got jobs or girlfriends. Then they blamed women. It got nasty, so the government stepped in with the FAMILE Act."

She took a drink, then cocked her head at me.

"You know, you should really read up on this stuff. It's where you get your stipend."

"I guess I just was never good at history..."

"So what are you good at?"

"I dunno..."

"So what do you do all day?"

"Mostly games, I guess."

"Don't you think that's kind of a problem?"

I looked down, embarrassed.

"It's okay!" Her hand reached out to touch mine. "I like games too, but just playing them doesn't really do anything for anybody."

"I guess not..."

"Hey, it's not like you should give anything up. Just, you know, find something to do."

"I guess I'm not really good at anything..."

She shrugged.

"Who is? Pick something you might like. If you hate it, or suck, well, whatever. You tried."

I thought for a second.

" "I guess I like to draw," I tried.

She smiled.

"There you go."

"It's just art."

"At least it's trying to make someone happy, not just yourself."

"I couldn't actually show it!" I protested. "It's just doodles, well some colors, but-"

"Sure not now, but practice."

Then she reached out to touch my arm.

"Art doesn't belong in the basement."

*****

` "It's just sex you know," Rebecca said. "I mean, it's mind-blowingly fantastic sex, but the guy's just whatever..."

"Yeah."

I couldn't help but sound glum.

"Hey!"

She patted my knee, and I lit up.

"Yeah?"

"I like, barely know this guy. If you want to wait in my car, maybe I'll make it up to you. Otherwise, I've got exams, so maybe next week?"

If I had any self-respect, I probably would have thought about it longer, But the prospect of waiting days for any action seemed unbearable. Emasculating as it seemed, there were simply more men than women. If my date wanted me to wait in her car while she jumped on the biggest dick in her rotation... well what could I do?

Go home and jerk it to pixeled holoporn?

"Will it be long?"

She smiled, then kissed me on the cheek.

I couldn't help but beam.

"Not too long," She winked. "Be right back."

Only she wasn't. I watched her walk away, my heart reeling in agony as I imagined Tyrone or whoever this was, pulling up that sundress and plowing my date. As the minutes ticked by, I imagined him stripping or ripping off every strap of clothing, in his lust barely even noticing the nipples I had never seen

A man like that could never really appreciate Rebecca the way I did. We had gone on an actual date. Of course, I had paid, but there would have been dozens of guys grateful to just sit next to her. A girl like Rebecca could make a fortune at a local Intimacy Hotel, but she preferred to spend her nights studying than holding the terminally lonely.

That could easily be me, shilling out my weekly wages just for a half hour of cuddling.

Still, I couldn't stop thinking about what was happening to her only a hundred feet away. I checked the clock - it had been fifteen minutes. Long enough for Rebecca to drop onto her knees. I wondered if he would even notice, or would he make her suck while his eyes glazed over with uncensored holoporn.

Would she really ride him like that? Was my girlfriend really so desperate for big, black dick that she would use him while his eyes focused on fucking some other woman?

Was she really even my girlfriend? Here I was, waiting in her car, wishing I knew what was happening to her. I had used her only once without much of a response. What would it be like to see her with him, like the porn I'd seen earlier, without the nearly transparent sheen of the holographs? Right there, a few feet away, hidden behind those drapes, his big, black cock was probably pounding into her, giving her orgasms beyond my imagining.

Despite my misgivings, my cock swelled in my shorts.

Maybe if I watched, just a little, I would know what to do next time.

Without needing to rationalize it any further, I opened the car door, walking around the hedges to approach Tyrone's house from an angle. There were waist high bushes between me and the window, blocking the view from the street. But I could see a hint of light peeking through the blinds, which hadn't been fully lowered.

Only I heard Rebecca first.

"Oh fuck! I always forgot how big it is."

I sank to my hands and knees, ignoring the scratches from the bramble. Once I got beyond the roots, I found a small open space, nearly crawling, my nose pressed up against the window.

On the couch in the living room, I could see her heart shaped ass lowering onto a dick that seemed about the size of my arm. Tyrone's cock was absolutely massive, at least three times the size of mine, and almost as thick as my wrist. His off-colored head mushroomed out from Rebecca's fist as she lowered herself down, his hands closing around her petite waist.

"Fuck! Slow down, let me get used to..."

His head stopped at her glistening opening, struggling to part her hole. His cock seemed stuck there, sliding back between her cheeks as she adjusted that massive black trunk back towards her desperate sex.

"Oh God, stop, wait.. it's too big."

Not even half of it had entered. It was only the tip, maybe a little extra, and already she was moaning. He started to pull her down, pistoning her up and down, his hands squeezing each cheek. With each push downwards, a little more dick disappeared, and still she couldn't take it all.

"Slow down... I can't... oh fuck. Fuck, whatever! Whatever you want, just fuck me!'

She almost fell forward on top of him, nearly sliding out of the cowgirl position entirely to press up against his chest, kissing him. Through the thin pane of plastiglass, I could hear the gasps and screams that sounded like an orgasm. The sound reverberated in my head. This was a pleasure I could never give her, even with my tongue.

His hands moved up around her waist, pulling her back into position and deeper onto his cock.

"Fuck! Fuck, Tyrone I'm cumming. Don't stop! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

His hands moved to the front of her body, caressing those bare tits I still had never seen. From this angle, I couldn't make out much, just the part of her ass and pussy as he pushed her balls deep in one final upwards thrust.

Her neck arched back, that long dark hair falling out of place as she flailed about like a ragdoll. Rebecca's cries reached a crescendo of gibberish, a mixture of screams and muted speech that rolled together into echoing ecstasy.

And I knew why Dr. Johnson was so insistent I could never truly satisfy Rebecca. I watched the results of a real man fucking her, using her, giving her pussy a treat beyond where I could even touch. Compared to Tyrone, it was hard to even call mine a cock.

He pushed forward, moving and flexing naturally to pull Rebecca closer. His entire body rippled with muscles, bulges, and veins, as though belonging to another species, a homo superior who towered above my frail little frame. With one fluid motion, he managed to stand, keeping my dark-haired date impaled on his cock.

From my position on the ground, I could barely make out more than his feet while he held Rebecca aloft. It was like worshiping at the feet of a Greek god, all the time hearing the high-pitched wails of my siren while she bounced up and down, suspended only by the strong hands gripping her ass.

"Fuck... I'm cumming. I'm cumming. I love it when you hold me like that. Don't stop!"

I could barely see the bottom cleft of her cheeks. I tried craning my neck, altering my prostrate form in front of this built black adonis, and only got a better view of his legs and balls. In my desperate fervor from watching, I had involuntarily started humping against the ground. While he held and fucked the first woman I had ever taken on date, I was literally ramming my dick into the dirt outside his house

And somewhere, in the back of my head, it all made sense. I was barely bigger than Rebecca, little more than a wisp of a man. There was no way I could do any girl like him. This perfect specimen was effortlessly carrying my date to orgasm after orgasm on his cock. My position, my place, was here, praying to this dark god that I might get a glimpse of his beauty.

He adjusted the angle. He didn't seem to tire, because she wrapped a leg around him, clutching him close. I still couldn't see her nipples. They were pressed to his body, her head alternating between rolling back and resting on his shoulder.

Pulling her pale legs back, Tyrone set her down, never once showing that he'd expended an ounce of energy. Gently, he laid her down on a giant rug, the back of her head facing the window. He pulled out, slapping the giant head of his cock against her pussy a few times with a loud smack.

"Give it to me, Tyrone."

"Say please..."

"Please!"

"Beg Daddy."

"Please, Daddy, please give me that dick."

"That big black Daddy dick."

"Oh God, whatever! Please. Give me that big black Daddy dick so I can cum again!"

He pushed forward, entering her as his powerful arms spread those legs high in the air. Half-suspended, half in missionary position, he drilled into her desperate sex, the smacking sounds of that superhuman cock almost overpowering the sound of her orgasm.

Almost anyways, the screams still rattled in my ears, keeping me rolling on the ground, desperate to rub my cock against anything. I pulled down my waistband; I couldn't find the angle to unbutton myself. My penis barely reached above the denim, chaffing a little at the friction as I did little more than fuck the ground with my barely exposed tip.

I guess truthfully, I was glad I couldn't see that small disappointment dangling between my legs. For a second, I had the image of Rebecca holding each of us side by side and picking. Seeing the two compared would make my date's choice so obvious.

Rebecca's knees were now almost to her chest, her petite frame bent up into a kind of pretzel, though for a second I did see the pink hint of her nipples. She was folded up, her eyes wide but completely focused on the man pounding into her pussy. She shook, her entire body trying to flail while held almost completely still by his rippling biceps. Pinning her easily, one hand went to her throat, causing her eyes to bulge with a new intensity.

"Like that baby girl?"

"Fuck... yes, yes, use me!"

Then the whole thing came crashing down.

I'm not entirely sure how it happened, but I completely lost control. Laying angled, almost kneeling on the ground, I wasn't anything close to comfortable. And while I didn't seem to care that I was awkwardly jamming my dick against the ground, my knee couldn't support the position. As I launched myself forward in a pitiful attempt to pleasure the ground, I fell face forward, the top of my forehead smacking against the thin plastiglass frame.

"The fuck!"

It was like being frozen in a spotlight. I couldn't see the blinds pulled up, only the nearly blinding light from the common room. Squinting through glare, I could see Rebecca, who had covered her tits with a pillow, one hand reaching down between her legs.

"Stay put girl. I'm gonna beat his peepin' ass."

Tyrone let his dick hang down like a pendulum. I had the image of him chasing me down and using it like a mallet to beat me, and flinched. Whenever I looked up, all I could see was his big black cock, dripping juices, half-hard and still more than I would ever manage.

I looked down, waiting, wishing I could die or disappear into the dirt. I'd fucked things up so bad; Rebecca would never want to see me again. Not now, not after I'd shown what a loser I was. Not after watching a man, better in every way, kick my ass in front of her.

I might ask, but she'd just laugh again and...

"Oh my God, Jamie!"

That's when I noticed her reaction. Rebecca's shrill, high-pitched laughter reminded me of the doctor's office, when I first didn't measure up.

"You know this fool?"

Rebecca stopped bothering to cover herself. She was nearly doubled over in laughter, the couch cushion still preventing me from seeing her tits.

"He's... he's my date."

She could barely breathe.

"I told him to wait. I guess, oh God. I can't!"

"Christ, lookit him! Humping the ground like a worm."

Rebecca almost snorted.

"I guess..." She could barely contain herself. "I guess he couldn't use my hole, so he had to dig his own..."

They both chuckled. I wanted to sink into the earth.

"Want to let him watch?" Rebecca asked.

"Fuck that! He didn't even ask."

"I'm sorry..."

It was barely a whisper.

"What's that? Speak up bitch!"

"I'm sorry!" I squeaked.

"See? He's sorry. The poor thing's just never seen tits before..."

"Really?"

"Not uncensored. You know they have all kinds of restrictions for betas."

"Sounds like he's gettin' ideas already. Can't be breakin' the law to help no beta bitch."

"It's not illegal if I decide to let him watch."

"You didn't though..."

Rebecca shrugged, her tits still hidden behind the cushion.

"Maybe I thought it'd be hot. You know, it might be sexy if he was never allowed to see my tits."

She moved the cushion down, making as if to drop it. Drooling, I saw almost the entire top half of her cleavage, before she pulled the covering back, laughing.

"Maybe he'll get to see them accidentally, while you fuck me. But a good beta would know to look away."

She turned around, and again I could see that nearly perfect heart-shaped ass. Her body pressed against Tyrone's chest, looking so small against this massive black canvass. She kissed him, then pulled him back, keeping her nipples hidden against his body.

"Make him watch Daddy. Just don't let him see my tits."

He broke his lips away.

"I dunno..."

"C'mon! It'll be fun. You can have my pussy... and he..."

She choked up in a fit of giggles.

"He can have his hole in the ground!"

They embraced again, Tyrone's hand clenched around her ass, possessing her while his eyes made daggers with me.

"I don't want to see no shriveled little white prick."

She laughed.

"Neither do I. Trust me, you'd need a telescope to spot it."

"Yeah? He gonna fuck you?"

Rebecca laughed again.

"After tonight, I doubt he'll ever try again. You heard him Jamie, go ahead and watch. But if you cum, it better be in your pants. Otherwise, I'm reporting this."

I gulped.

"Thank... thank you!" I gushed. "Yes, thank you Rebecca!"

"Hm, that doesn't sound quite right. I guess if you're Daddy, I must be Mommy. Go ahead, thank Mommy for letting you cum in your big boy pants."

"Uh..."

I tried not to think about my own mom, whose house I still lived in, and failed. There was now a simple truth in the equation. I would never grow into a man - not now, not ever, not even if my dick sprouted another twenty centimeters. If I spoke, if I submitted, I'd always have been Rebecca's beta bitch, no matter what else happened. I'd always be here, on my knees, whimpering and pleading.

Truthfully, I barely even hesitated.

"Go on. Thank you Mommy..."

"Um.. Thank you, Mom - Mommy for uh... letting me cum...."

"In your big boy pants."

Oh God, did I really have to say the last line?

"In my big.. In my big boy pants."

"Jeee-sus... what a bitch," Tyrone said.

"I'm all yours Daddy. Fuck me."

The pair embraced, ebony and ivory mixing into a perfect swirl as again Tyrone pounded into her. This time his eyes locked onto mine. With each glare and stroke, he claimed his territory, showing me how thoroughly he possessed Rebecca. His hands rested upon her tits, fingers mauling and pinching them, but really obstructing my view so that I couldn't get even that small bit of pleasure.