White Bitch Chronicles

White Bitch Chronicles: Episode 8: Noel Remembers His First Time.

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Please note: this story depicts oral and anal sex between a black man and a white family. If any of these offend you or are illegal to publish in your jurisdiction, or you are under the age of 18, read no further.

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Note: The black man in this episode has sex not only with an adult couple but also with their children, ages 11-17.

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Hi! My name is Noel Armbruster. Except at home, now, they call me Boy Noel. And oh yeah, at the meeting last night they called me Boy Noel too. I just started eighth grade, so now I'm old enough to go to the BRBC meetings with my big brother Boy Franklin. I went to my first one last night. And my brother drove me home because he has a Nebraska POP, except he ain't supposed to drive after midnight, but he don't care. He says he never heard that. And then we both laugh. And then this morning I got to sit up in the balcony in church, instead of down in the pew with my parents and my sister. Yay!

I learned some stuff at the meeting last night. I learned that BRBC don't mean BiRacial Boys Club like Pastor Yul always says it does. No. It means Bitches aRe Born Caucasian. And I learned all the great stuff they do after ten o'clock when Pastor Yul leaves. That's about all I learned. 'Cause the rest of the stuff I knew already. I already knew since I was white I was a boy bitch. I already knew the only real men are black. I already knew black men are superior. I already knew how to take black cock into my mouth and asshole. I learned all this about a year and a half ago. That's when Sir Reuban moved in.

That was a big day in our family. Everything changed the day he moved in. My parents talk about things being BR (Before Reuban) and AR (After Reuban). Like, BR we was a nice little all white family; we called each other Mom, Dad, Lou (my sister), Frankie and Noel (that's me). But AR we had a black man in our family, Sir Reuban, and we began to call our parents Boy Buel and Girl Louise, and the rest of us are Girl Lou, Boy Franklin, and Boy Noel (that's me). We live in a three bedroom house. BR my parents slept in the Master Bedroom, Lou had her own room, and Frankie and I shared the third bedroom. But AR Sir Reuban sleeps in the Master bedroom. Girl Louise and Girl Lou sleep in Lou's old room and Boy Buel now has a bed in our bedroom with Boy Franklin and me. BR the only fucking that went on was Dad trying to fuck Mom at night. But Mom says she didn't like it all that much 'cause you know, Dad is white and so his penis is real small, and Dad tells Frankie and me he didn't like it much neither. He says since we're white we'll have much more fun getting fucked than trying to fuck with our little bitty dicks. So now AR, Sir Reuban he does all the fucking in our house. Every night he takes Girl Lou or Girl Louise or Boy Buel or Boy Franklin or Boy Noel (me) into his bed and fucks us, 'cause we are all his bitches now. Girl bitches and boy bitches. Well, usually he takes one of us, but sometimes he takes two of us to bed, especially if he has one of his black friends with him. And then when he brings a bunch of his black friends here, we use ALL the bedrooms.

In case you don't know, my brother Frankie is deaf. Can't hear a fuckin' thing. So the whole family learned hand-talking. It's fun. It's our own secret language and nobody else knows what the hell we say. The school hired an interpreter who goes to every class with Frankie. And one time the church also hired an interpreter who went with Frankie to church and Sunday school and BRBC. Aaron was a lot of fun. But he and some dude lived in the city and took care of the dude's old mother and then she died. And then Aaron and this dude went to San Francisco I think. Anyway, the church trustees decided they couldn't pay for a new interpreter, and Dad was angry and threatened to quit the church, but Frankie said he didn't need an interpreter any more because he was too old now to go to Sunday school and he promised to keep going to BRBC and to church. Dad drove him to BRBC, and Frankie was old enough to drive himself to church.

So now I'm gonna tell you 'bout when this all changed. When BR turned into AR. You ready? I remember every fuckin' thing about that day!

I was in sixth grade then and Frankie was in ninth, so we were in the same school that year, and we rode the bus together and did our hand-talking on the way back and forth to school.

The night before that day when everything changed, Dad went out to a club with one of his mechanics from work. Mom was happy to see Dad finally making friends with a black man. I guess Dad got home pretty late, because he overslept the next morning and so I never saw him before Frankie and I left for school.

So anyway, that afternoon, we got off the bus at the corner and started walking home, and then I signed to Frankie, "I hear something."

"What?" he shrugged, and we got closer to home.

"I hear screaming."

"Who?"

"Sounds like Lou." We started running. We got to our yard but before we got to the door, Dad came out and met us.

"Why is Lou screaming? Who's hurting her?"

"Now, don't worry, boys. She's all right. In fact she's enjoying herself. She's with a friend."

"A boyfriend?"

"No, not a boy. A man."

Frankie's eyes suddenly got real big. He signed, "Is she having sex? Is the man fucking her?"

Dad nodded. He said he wanted us to wait outside a little while, but Frankie signed, "I gotta see this." He ran right past Dad and through the front door, and Dad and me were right behind him.

I couldn't believe what I saw. There was our sister Lou, completely naked. That was the first time I seen her naked. (Of course, now, AR, we see each other naked all the time.) She was on top of this black man on our living room couch. I recognized him. He was the same mechanic who took Dad to his club the night before. Except last night he was wearing leather pants and motorcycle boots, and today he had on his overalls from the garage. He was sitting on our couch and his big black cock was out of his pants and Lou was facing him and she was bouncing up and down on his cock so his cock was going in and out of her pussy. Mom was on the couch too, kneeling beside the black man. She had one arm wrapped around his neck and her other arm was petting Lou's back, and Mom was nuzzling the black man's ear. Dad, Frankie and me, we just stood there transfixed. The black man smiled at us and winked. Mom smiled also. Lou couldn't see us 'cause her ass was turned toward us. Dad, Frankie and me didn't want to talk out loud so we used hand-talking.

"Why is she screaming?" I asked.

Frankie said "'Cause fucking does hurt, but it feels good anyway."

Dad looked at Frankie real strange. He was probably wonderin' how Frankie knew that.

Frankie said, "I see blood. Why is Lou bleeding?"

Dad said, "Because she's a virgin. Sir Reuban broke her hymen."

"Well, she ain't a virgin no more, is she?"

Frankie and I looked at Mom. She was still smiling. Her housedress looked rumpled and had some wet spots on it. Frankie asked, "Did Sir Reuban fuck Mom also?"

Dad nodded.

I asked, "Were you angry, Dad, when you found out?"

"No, son. I watched them. I was happy for her."

I was trying to picture my mother where Lou was, getting fucked by Sir Reuban's big black cock. From the way she was still smiling, I guessed she really was happy. I wondered if she screamed also. (Of course, now, AR, I seen Sir Reuban fuck Girl Louise lots of times). Then I tried to picture Dad quietly watching them and being happy for her. Then Frankie asked Dad the strangest question, at least then I thought it was strange 'cause I always thought fucking was something men and women did. Frankie asked Dad, "Did Sir Reuban fuck you too, Dad?"

"Last night, many times." My jaw dropped open. That was the first time I heard of guys fucking guys. "I liked it a lot so I knew your mother would like it also. And now your sister is enjoying his cock as well."

Then Frankie said to Dad, "So you are his boy bitch now." Dad nodded. "I want to be his boy bitch too."

I didn't really know what that meant, but I said, "Me too."

Frankie started taking off his clothes. "Come on. We gotta show Sir Reuban we are his boy bitches. Strip." Dad and me started getting undressed too and soon our clothes were thrown all over the living room. (That was NOT the first time I seen Dad naked, 'cause when we go swimming, we all change into our bathing suits.) When all three of us were completely naked, Frankie said, "Now kneel." We did. Sir Reuban's face turned into a big wide grin. Mother was smiling at us also.

Just then, Sir Reuban hollered and exploded. He sent load after load of his white cream into Lou's vagina. I could see it oozing out. When he finished, he lifted Lou up off his cock and it came out of her pussy with a pop. Dad went over and picked up his daughter, cradling her in his arms like a baby. She was in a daze. He carried her over to the recliner and laid her down. Then he bent down and soothed her labia with his tongue. I heard her cooing.

"Who's next?" Sir Reuban asked. Mother signed his question. Frankie jumped up and ran over and bent down and started sucking the big black cock. It still had cum on it and probably pussy juice as well. Frankie wanted to make the cock hard again. Hard enough to fuck him. Sir Reuban grabbed Frankie's head with both hands and held it on his cock. He started talking but Frankie couldn't hear him. "What a good little bitch boy we have here. Just like his daddy." Sir Reuban looked right at me. "Are you gonna be a good little bitch boy too, Kid? Just like your big brother and your daddy?"

I shook my head excitedly, and said "Yes, Sir!"

Sir Reuban turned to mom and kissed her on the mouth. "Louise, Girl. I like your family. Five good little bitches. Two girl bitches. Three boy bitches. I just might want to move in, Girl." She had a big smile on her face. She stood up and got naked again, throwing her housedress and her bra and her panties on the floor with all our clothes. That was the first time I seen Mommy naked. (Of course, now, AR, I see her naked all the time.) She sat her bare ass back down on the couch and and leaned in to kiss him again. This time, I could tell their tongues were going into each other's mouths. I glanced over at Daddy. He had finished licking my sister's pussy. Now he was sitting bare-assed on the floor running his fingers through her hair as she rested on the recliner. He too was looking at Mommy kissing the black man, while his oldest son was sucking the big black cock. Daddy seemed very content. He turned and saw me looking at him. He smiled, then stood up, leaned over and gave my sister a gentle kiss on her forehead. Then he came back and knelt down beside me to watch the action on the couch.

About then, Sir Reuban lifted Frankie's head off his cock. "That's enough sucking for now, boy bitch. You got my big black cock nice and hard again. It's time to put it to work. But I been sitting here long enough, got to stretch my legs." He stood up, left Mommy on the couch, took Frankie's hand and walked past Daddy and me on the floor. That was the first time I seen his black cock real up close. It stuck out in front of him like a mile. I licked my lips. Sir Reuban picked Frankie up and laid him on the dining room table, linen tablecloth and all. Then he picked up my brother's feet, spread his legs and placed one ankle on each of his shoulders. That was the first time I seen my brother's asshole. I seen him naked before, but not his asshole open like that. Sir Reuban spat a big wad of phlegm which landed square on his big hard black cock. Then he pushed his cock right into Frankie's asshole. I scrunched up my face, but Frankie he didn't seem to mind it a bit. "Well, well, my little honky boy bitch. You ain't a virgin, are you?" But of course, Frankie didn't hear him. Sir Reuban began going in and out of Frankie's asshole and I thought about a toy in Daddy's office I always liked to play with. It wasn't really a toy. It was a model to demonstrate how a piston works in a car. You turn the handle attached to a round wheel, and on the edge of the wheel is a screw with a rod attached to it, and the other end of the rod is attached to the piston which goes up and down inside a clear cylinder. I liked to start out turning the handle nice and slow, and then making it go faster and faster and faster, while I made vroooom sounds. That's what Sir Reuban was doing. He started out nice and slow, then he kept picking up speed, going faster and faster until suddenly he stopped altogether and let out a holler just like he did with my sister just before I seen his white cream oozing out of her. And sure enough, then I seen more white stuff oozing out of Frankie's asshole. Frankie had tears in his eyes but he was laughing. Lou was sitting up now. She too had watched him getting his ass fucked. "Girl Lou, Girl Louise, Boy Buel and Boy Noel, get all your asses over here."

"Yes, Sir," we said and gathered around the dining room table. The big black cock was still inside of Frankie, but white cream was dripping down on to Mommy's linen tablecloth.

"I got to ask this bitch boy some questions. Do your finger magic so he can understand me. OK, bitch boy, I know you ain't a virgin like your sister, Boy. How long you been taking cock up your lily white ass?" All four of us signed it for Frankie.

"It will be two years in September, Sir." We all looked at each other. We had no idea. Not even Mommy and Daddy.

"Just one cock, or more?"

"Lots." My parents eyes were wide open now.

"White cocks? Black cocks?"

"Only black cocks, Sir. 'Cause white cocks are way too small to fuck properly. Ain't that right, Daddy?"

Sir Reuban burst out laughing. "What a smart cracker you are, Boy." Just then his cock fell out of my brother's asshole. He took Frankie's feet off his shoulders, took his hand and sat him up. I could see the puddle of cream spreading across the tablecloth. "Now, Boy Noel." I started shaking like a dog shitting razorblades. That's something Daddy likes to say. "Climb up here on the table and let me get a good look at you, Boy." I scrambled up. The hairs on my head were being tickled by the chandelier. I looked down at my family. I kept shifting my weight from one foot to the other. I kept covering up my little white boy dick with my hands and then scratching my white boy ass. Sir Reuban was staring at me. Leering at me. "Do you want to be my bitch boy also?"

"Y-y-yes, S-sir. I th-think s-so."

"You th-think so. You ever been fucked, Boy, like your brother, or are you a virgin like your sister?"

"A v-v-virgin, S-sir."

"That's good. I like opening up virgins. How old are you, Boy?"

"E-e-leven, S-sir. Al-mo-most t-twelve."

"Ha, ha, e-e-leven, al-mo-most t-twelve. Well, like I told your sister, you're plenty old enough then."

"Do you know what a cunt is, Boy?"

"N-no, S-sir."

"It's a place for a man to stick his cock when he has to get his load off. Do you know how many cunts a girl bitch has?" I shook my head. "Girl Louise, your son needs to be educated. Show him how many cunts your daughter has."

"Noel, your mommy and your sister each have three cunts. This one,..." She poked her finger at Lou's vagina which was still tender and made her jump. "...that's the official cunt. But this one,..." she poked Lou's asshole. "...this can also make a pretty good cunt. And finally, this one..." She pressed her finger on Lou's lips. "The mouth is our third cunt."

"You're a good teacher, Girl Louise. Boy Noel, you think you can remember all that?" I nodded yes and the chandelier began to rattle. "Do you know how many cunts a boy bitch has?" I carefully shook my head no. "Boy Buel, show him where all his cunts are."

"Noel, your mommy and your sister each have three cunts. They are lucky bitches. You, like me and Frankie, ain't so lucky. You only got two. This one,..." He poked a finger into my asshole."...and this one,..." he reached way up and poked my mouth. "But don't worry that you didn't know that, Noel. I didn't know I had any cunts before last night. But last night I discovered men like Sir Reuban could use my mouth and my asshole the same way they use girls' cunts. So, you see, your Daddy ain't too old to learn new things about himself."

"S-sir? Are y-you going to f-fuck my c-cunts now, S-sir?"

"Boy Noel, you is one pretty little Boy Bitch. In fact, you are the cutest bitch in this whole fuckin' family. But Boy Noel, to be honest, Sir Reuban isn't ready yet for more fuckin'. In the last four hours, I fucked Girl Louise, and then Girl Lou, and then Boy Franklin, not to mention all the times I fucked Boy Buel last night. I just need a few minutes to recharge. I think the other bitches should go into the kitchen and rustle up some supper." My parents and siblings quickly went out of the dining room and I could hear them rattling dishes and pots and pans. I started to get off the table. "No, Boy Noel, you are so fuckin cute, I want you to sit right there in the middle of the table and let me feast my eyes on your pretty little bitch body. Throughout dinner, I want to dream about fucking your two cute little white cunts." I sat like a bare-assed Indian in the middle of the table. Sir Reuban licked his lips. I giggled. My brother brought out the silverware to set the table. He signed to ask where he should put my place setting. I told Sir Reuban the question and got the answer to put my place setting right in front of me where I was sitting. I giggled. Sir Reuban took a fork and poked my ribs. That made me giggle more. My sister brought the china dishes. I heard Mommy tell her to use our very bestest dishes. Sir Reuban reached over and put his soup bowl on top of my head. I giggled again but I didn't want it to fall off and break, so I handed it back to him. Sir Reuban said if I kept giggling like that I would piss my pants. That made me giggle more and I said I wasn't wearing any pants. He pretended to be surprised and he took MY soup bowl and stuck it under my little dick. "There, now when you pee you won't get the tablecloth wet." So of course that made me giggle again, and then of course, I did piddle a little and it did go into the bowl and make a tinkling noise and that made me giggle even more. I told Sir Reuban the tablecloth was already wet, and I pointed to the creamy stain where Frankie had been fucked. "Well, then, I think that should be Frankie's place, don't you?" I nodded yes. "Now drink your soup, Boy Noel, before it gets cold." So I picked up my soup bowl and brought it up to my mouth and slurped up my piss. Then I started giggling and the piss ran down my chin and I quickly had to put the bowl back under my weewee because I was going to pee again.

Finally, the dishes were all in place and out came the food: Cream of butternut squash soup, and meatloaf, and beans, and mashed potatoes, and ice cream for dessert. Sir Reuban asked us lots of questions about our schools and what we liked to study, and Frankie told him how the school hired an interpreter for him, and once the church did also. And Sir asked him about the BRBC but Frankie said he couldn't say anything else, because it was a deadly secret. But by then we had pretty much guessed what he did there. And Sir asked us about our bedrooms and we told him, and then he told us how he was going to take the Master bedroom from now on, which is only right 'cause after all he IS the Master. And Mommy would have to sleep with my sister and Daddy would have to sleep with Frankie and me, cause he wouldn't be sleeping with Mommy no more. It wouldn't be right, since his tiny little white cock is no good for fucking. And then Sir Reuban said something that surprised all of us. He said that for his first night in his new home, he was going to take ME into his bed!" I had a mouthful of ice cream when he said it, and I nearly choked and snorted, and chocolate came running out of my nose.

So after dinner, Mommy and Daddy started moving their clothes and stuff out of the Master bedroom and Frankie and Lou helped them make room in their closets and drawers. And Sir Reuban and me, we waited in the dining room and I was sitting on his lap and he was telling me how cute I was and he was telling me how we were going to kiss and hug and pet, and how he was going to teach me to suck cock, and how he was going to fuck my virgin asshole, and he told me about lube, and asked if I thought Daddy and Mommy used something like KY. And I said I didn't know, but I knew my brother kept KY hidden in his drawer, but he didn't know I knew about that. And Sir Reuban said that was a good thing to use on my virgin asshole, so then I felt good. My family came back from the bedrooms. They were still all naked, just like me. And they said the Master bedroom was ready for the Master and for his little guest. So we stood up and I said good night to Mommy and Daddy and Frankie and Lou, and they said good night to me, and Mommy was weeping, and I told her not to worry, that Sir was going to use KY so it would be OK. And I took Sir's hand and proudly went with him down the hall. We made a quick stop to get the KY from Frankie's secret hiding place, and then we went to my parents' old bedroom. It felt strange being there, instead of in the room with Frankie, but I felt real important.

I asked Sir, "What do we do now?"

"What do you think we should do, Boy Noel?"

"I think you should take your clothes off now, Sir."

"No, I think YOU should take my clothes off, Boy Noel." Sir Reuban was still wearing the mechanic's overalls he put on that morning when he left his old home. I reached up and started at his neck and unsnapped all the snaps all the way down to his crotch. Then I bent over and untied his work boots. He lifted one foot up and I took off that boot and then the other. He didn't fall down or anything. Then I stood up again, pulled his sleeve from his arm and the other sleeve and then I could slide his overalls off. Now he was in his wifebeater shirt and his boxers and his socks. His body was so black. Like yummy rich dark chocolate. He had real muscles on his arms and legs. I said I thought he should lie down in bed. So he lay down on my parents' bed, except it wasn't their bed no more. And I took off his socks and smelled his feet and scrunched up my face and that made him laugh. That was the first time I seen a black man's soles. I told him the bottoms of his feet were light, almost pink compared to the rest of him, but not as pink as me. He showed me his palms and they were pink also. Then I pulled his shirt up and over his head, and I got to feel his nappy hair. That was the first time I felt a black man's hair. Not like my hair at all. I looked at his chest. He had pecs and abs, but very little hair there except for some under the waistband of his boxers. I told him to lift up so I could take off his boxers and he said No. I had to wait for that. He told me instead to reach inside and feel his cock. I reached into his boxers. That was the first time I ever touched a black man's cock. Shit, it was the first time I touched any dick other than mine. It felt real smooth and yet bumpy, soft and yet hard, long and yet thick. I felt the pisshead and there was this extra skin there, not like mine. And it felt a little wet. He told me to feel his balls. They felt ginormous, not like my two little peas. He spread his legs apart and told me to find his asshole. I stuck my finger in it. He called me a good boy bitch and told me to suck that finger.

He opened up a tiny little red bottle and told me to sniff it. I felt my head spin. He told me to get off the bed and kneel on the floor. He stood up in front of me and told me now I could take his boxers off. I slid them off and put them on my head and he laughed again. He sat on the edge of the bed. "Now, think real hard, bitch boy, Boy Noel. Do you remember when Boy Franklin sucked my cock?" I nodded. "You can do that, can't you, Boy?"

"Sure, Sir," I said. It didn't look that hard. I opened my mouth and leaned forward. I put my lips on the wet pisshead. Then on the skin around the pisshead. I noticed I could hold that skin on my lips and go back and forth pushing the pisshead in and out of its cover. I moved my lips.

"No teeth, Boy!"

"Sorry, Sir." I took in more of his cock. My little mouth was filling up. I didn't realize how fat his cock was. I tried to take in more, but I gagged and had to stop.

"That's OK, Boy. We're in no hurry. We got all night. Just my big black cock and my cute little honky bitch boy." I realized how lucky I was. The four other bitches in my family were missing all this. I had Sir all to myself for the whole night. So I started to suck again, and I went real slow, and gradually the cock was back in the place where it was when I gagged, but this time I kept on breathing. Sir pulled his boxers off my head, then grabbed my head and held it. His cock went in further. I could feel it in the back of my mouth where my throat begins. But I didn't choke. I kept sucking. "You doing real good, my cute little honky bitch boy. You doing just as good as Boy Franklin and he's had way more practice than you. You doing even better than your Daddy did when he started sucking cocks last night. Way better!" Sir made me feel proud. "Now, Boy, time to get up off your knees. Get your cute little bitch boy body up on this here bed. That's the way. Lie down on your tummy. Put your head here and start sucking Mr Big Black Cock again." I giggled. Mr Big Black Cock! "Now, don't you feel more comfortable this way?" I said unhh hunhh. Sir put his left hand on the back of my head and his right hand began petting my butt. It was nice. I kept sucking. Sir stuck his little pinky in my asshole. That was the first time I ever had someone put something up into my hole. "You're nice and tight, my cute little bitch boy." I grunted a little, but it was nice. I kept sucking. He pulled out his pinky. Then I felt his fingers sliding around my hole. They felt greasy. When I wasn't looking, he had opened my brother's KY. "Does that feel good, my cute little bitch boy?" I said unhh hunhh, 'cause it did feel nice. I kept sucking. Then he stuck one of his greasy fingers into my hole. I wasn't sure which one, but I knew it was big, and I knew it was black. I grunted. "You're nice and tight, my cute little bitch boy," he said again. It hurt a little, but I kept on sucking. I remembered what my brother told me: fucking does hurt, but it feels good anyway. Sir was taking the KY and spreading it all around inside my asshole. Then I felt Sir put two greasy fingers inside. That really hurt. I stopped sucking, but I kept Sir's cock in my mouth. I let out a little squeak of pain. Sir said, "Yes, that's it, Boy. You go ahead and cry. That's OK. You are just so fuckin' nice and tight, my cute little bitch boy. Your boy cunt is just the way Mr Big Black Cock likes it." I was hurting so bad, but I laughed when he said Mr Big Black Cock again. Sir knew just how to help my hurt. I sucked him again, and the harder I sucked in my boy cunt mouth, the less pain I felt in my boy cunt ass. So then I sucked really, really hard. But I was crying also.

I wasn't sure if Sir had two or three fingers inside me then, but he stopped moving them around and asked, "You feel how hard my cock is now, Boy?" I nodded. "You taste all that syrupy precum I'm making just for you?" I nodded.

"OK, it's time, Boy Noel." I opened my mouth and he let go of my head. I got up on my knees "Hold out your hand, Boy." I opened my hand. He put a dab of KY on my fingers. "Put that lube on Mr Big Black Cock, Boy. Make it all slippery smooth. Bitch Boy." I spread it around all over his cock. "Do it quick, Boy, before your hole starts shutting closed." Then he spun me around. "Do you remember when you came barging in the front door this afternoon, Boy?" I nodded. "Do you remember seeing your sister?" I nodded. "OK, Boy, show me how your sister was when you first saw her on me." I stood up on the bed, and put one foot on each side of Sir's thighs. My tiny little white dick was in front of Sir's mouth now. Then I put my hands on Sir's head to sturdy myself and bent my knees and started to squat. I went lower and lower and lower. All of a sudden my asshole stopped going down. It had hit something. A big hard pole. I was stuck. My ass was just perched there on top on Mr Big Black Cock. It didn't move. I felt his fingers beside his cock. He tried to push my hole open again with his greasy fingers. He whispered, "Just relax, my cute little Bitch Boy. Grunt a little." I did that and, shit, his cock started to go in. It felt twice, three times as fat at the cock I was putting the KY on. It really, really hurt. "You are just so fuckin' nice and tight, my cute little bitch boy. Mr Big Black Cock really loves your boy cunt. Go ahead, you can cry. You can scream. You can use all the cuss words you know. Sir Reuban loves to hear his bitches cry and scream." So I did. I let all the tears gush out and I screamed real loud. And I shouted Fuck and Hell and Shit and Dickface and Dammy. And I realized I was getting lower. His cock was going up into my hole. Then I started laughing real loud. And I thought about my family. Frankie, he couldn't hear me none, so he was probably already sleepin'. But I knew Mommy and Daddy and Lou heard me. They heard me scream and they heard me laugh. Why the fuck was I laughing? I knew why. Because I was so luckin' fucky. And then I laughed even more because in my head I said it backwards: luckin' fucky, luckin' fucky, luckin' fucky. 'Cause none of them got to go to bed with Sir on his first night here. Only me. Only his nice, tight, cute, little bitch boy. And then while I was thinkin' and screamin' and laughin' it happened. Sir shot me full of his white cream. That was the first time I ever got fucked.

He shot I don't remember how many loads. But when he stopped, he just stayed in there for a long, long time. Maybe because I was still nice and tight and so I kept him inside me. Nothing hurt no more. I was giggling and giggling. Sir was chuckling. "That was the bestest fuck I had all day, Boy." He kissed me on the mouth.

"Even better than fucking virgin Girl Lou?"

"Way better, Boy." And he kissed me again.

"Even better than fucking Boy Franklin?"

"Way better, Boy." And he kissed me again.

"Even better than fucking Girl Louise?"

"Well, I admit, it was fun cuckolding, but no, fucking you was way better, Boy." And he kissed me again. I didn't know what cuckolding meant.

"Even better than fucking Boy Buel over and over again last night?"

"Of definitely, way better, Boy." And he kissed me again. "And you know what, Boy?"

"What, Sir?"

"Tonight I'm going to fuck my cute little bitch boy over and over again." I smiled and leaned my head on his chest. Then his cock popped out of me. I quickly jumped up and stood on the bed and pointed my ass to the foot of the bed and bent over to see through my legs. "What the fuck are you doing now, Bitch Boy?"

"I'm looking at hole in the mirror! Wow! It's wide open! Is it ever gonna close again, Sir?"

"Oh, yes, don't worry. You won't have shit dropping out as you walk around, Boy."

"Look at all that white cream coming out, Sir?" I reached back and scooped some into my hand and stared at it.

"Taste it, Boy."

"Really, Sir? OK." I licked my hand. That was the first time I tasted cum.

"Oops."

"What is it now, Boy?"

"I forgot to get my PJs out of my bedroom, Sir."

"That's good, Boy. I don't have PJs neither. We're going to sleep naked, Boy." I giggled. "That is, if we sleep at all. Remember, I'm going to fuck you over and over, Boy." I giggled. And you know what? He did. I don't remember how many times I got fucked that night, but it was lots and each time it was in a different position. And sometimes, when I sucked him, I got to drink his cum right out of his cock. But also, we kissed a lot, and hugged a lot.

And the next day I was real tired, but Sir said we had to go to school anyway. And he and Boy Buel had to go to work. And when they asked me about the fucking, I said it was great and I said Sir liked fucking me better than all of them. And I told Girl Lou I was a virgin also, but I didn't bleed, so Sir didn't break my hymen. And she laughed at me, like I was stupid. But I didn't care.

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