Black Lumber Ch. 03

Note: all stories are fantasy-based fiction and mixed with actual experiences.

Nat stared into the mirror and saw the pretty made-up face. the extra-long eyelashes, the long blonde, Swiss-braided ponytails that draped down over the large fake breast that stretched the leotard tank top, even the glossy butterscotch lipstick seemed to highlight her femininity.

Five months had passed since she became a sissy, or a bitch for her teammate, and now black daddy, Rolando, the Afro-Cuban, American heavy hitting slugger who carried as big of a bat at the plate as he did in the bedroom. Initially, she thought submission into sissy-hood would diminish her baseball skills, but if anything, she got even better. Thanks to the powerhouse outfielder, Nat was a beautifully fit, pretty, fem-boi, power-bottom. Having endured hours of backshot thrusts and heavy DNA loaded sperm blast and frequent trips to Sissy-Heaven, Nat was ready for anything, with the exception of what followed.

She glanced at the bathroom door, then down at the turquoise latex pants that matched the leotard top, then down at her turquoise polished toes and she giggled at how cute she looked.

"Get your ass in here... bitch!" a strong voice bellowed and brought the sissy's pleasant moment to a close. She spun around, glanced up once more into the mirror, and then adjusted the hole along the seam of her pants, as well as the silver handle of the butt-plug she wore throughout the day.

"Coming, Daddy," she replied, then she pranced out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.

She paused as she saw the eyes of the alpha locked on her.

His hardcore and muscular physique radiated under the yellowish dimmed lighting.

She gasped as she saw his large hand wrapped tightly around his exceptionally long, thick, and fully hard flesh spear. She quickly refocused, then waltzed over to the bed, climbed on top, and snuggled close to her daddy. She cooed softly as she felt his hand grab her ponytail, then yanked her face to his lips.

Nat fired up a 420-cigarette while Rolando puffed on a spliff and gulped down black rum.

After a succulent kiss, she asked.

"I still don't understand, Daddy. I liked it better when we stayed at a hotel. I felt so free and relax."

"What's the matter, you don't feel comfortable in your own bedroom?"

"Honestly... no, I think..."

Her words ended abruptly as the enraged alpha snatched her throat, flipped her down on her back as he climbed on top of her.

"You see, that's your problem, you think to gotdamn much. my bitches don't need to think because I do it for them. Are you worried your wife might see the recording?"

Nat nervously nodded her head yes.

"If she does, and she don't like it, fuck her. That's what she's been doing, right, and don't sweat that shit because you're with a man. There's no such thing as a righteous infidelity." Rolando chuckled, then sighed.

"Damn, you look so sexy, so vulnerable. Umm, yeah, are you ready to play with your dick?"

Once again, the sissy nodded yes, and in seconds, she lay beside her conqueror, massaging his thick, hard, thighs, with one hand, while she griped and held his spear upright. She licked it from balls to base, to crown, then stretched her mouth and plunged down the length of him.

Rolando adjusted his position to pull the butt-plug from her hole, then shoved it into the sissy's mouth. He played and probed the sissy's tight anal ring and then glanced over at the black and red teddy bear on the wooden dressers, then over at the large round, antique wooden frame of a mirror on the wall.

"Nice set up, the camera records what's going on from the mirror as to not create suspicion. Your wife must be a real freak." He chuckled, then added.

"Now, I say, why should she have all the fun. What do you say?" Rolando asked as he slapped Nat's bubble.

"I don't have an opinion."

"Smart answer, that's right, you don't have an opinion cause you got cock on the brain. Now, suck all this big black lumber, Chicklet."

Nat used one hand to gently pull down the alpha's ballsack, to make the skin tighter on the tool, then slowly jerked the thick shaft, as she methodically sucked about the crown. A deep guttural groan escaped her lips as her mouth filled with warm, tangy, salty, precum.

"Oh shit, damn Chicklet, you got me brick... shit, ooh feels so good!" Rolando moaned as he felt waves of pleasure ripple through his body and then decided to return the favor. In one swift motion, he easily flipped the sissy on top of him as they joined in a '69-position'.

Nat gripped the huge tool firmly, held it upright, then plumbed down as far as she could go, then yanked her head back up to the crown. She smooched, kissed, and suckled the pinkish, brown head, then trolled her tongue on the pee slit, before she repeated the process. However, her love fest with the hard, slimy man tool ended as intense pleasurable sensations sent via her anal ring and soon her anal cavity twitched with a vibrant burning itch.

"Oh god, daddy... fuck me now, please!"

"Yeah, got that ass hot now, Chicklet. Don't worry, you gonna get it up your guts soon enough, but right now, I wanna taste more of this bussy."

With his sheer strength, the powerfully built outfielder easily lifted Nat's waist and held her at just the right height as he stabbed it vigorously with his tongue.

Nat's legs trembled as she slowly lifted them and placed them on her lover's broad shoulders.

"Oh fuck... daddy... daddy... fuck, I'm cumin!" Nat cried as she allowed the black spear to fall from her mouth.

The declaration was not well received by the alpha, who promptly dropped her down on the bed.

"What did I tell you about cumin without my permission, bitch."

"Sorry daddy, I tried but I couldn't control it... ouch... daddy!" Nat screamed as her daddy forced up on her hands and knees, and then administered his punishment as he spanked the sissy's bubble until it blushed red.

"Listen to me carefully, disobedient slut because I can see you have problem with listening.

The alpha ordered his submissive sissy to face away from him and place her head beneath a pillow. Just as his massive crown kissed her anxious anal flesh ring, a familiar voice called out.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Oh shit," Nat shouted as he yanked his head from beneath the pillow and shouted.

"OH my god... Monica... you... oh my god... you said you would be out of town."

"And you said you were my husband, Nathanial. I can't believe this.

"Yo... what the... fuck!" a short but exceptionally well-built and very dark brown skin man with a broad nose and full lips shouted as he entered the room.

"It's about time you two showed up. I expected you fifteen minutes ago." Rolando announced as he climbed off the bed and walked over to his gym bag.

"I don't believe this. Nathanail, what's going on? I don't believe you."

"Stop whining, and playing that innocent shit, slut. We know you've been riding black cock for months now." Rolando interjected.

"No, no, this is my coworker. We were just stopping by to pick up."

"Please, slut, we got proof so save that bullshit for someone who'll believe it."

"Yo, dude, don't speak to her like that," Nat interjected, then turned toward his wife.

"Now, I'm not the one who can't believe it. I've seen your videos, and you two say a lot more shit than that from what I can hear."

"Consider this as grounds for divorce," Monica shouted.

"Nah, that's not gonna happen, so I suggest you calm the fuck down." Rolando barked.

"Hey dude, I'm not gonna stay here and what... watch you backstab her husband." The stranger announced, and Rolando replied as he reached inside his gym bag, withdrew, raised, and aimed his handgun at his face.

"Hey, hey brother... go easy."

"Da... I mean, Rolando, what's going on? Did you plan all this?" Nat asked as she attempted to climb out of bed, but not before the alpha barked.

"You keep your cock hungry ass right there, slut." He aimed the weapon at the intruders, then ordered.

"You two, strip down, we're about to have a little orgy."

"No, no way, I'm not..." the gorgeous chestnut colored woman's sentence ended as she heard the weapon cock.

"What's your name, man?" Rolando asked Monica's lover.

"Cord," the man replied nervously.

"Okay, Cord, you either going to cooperate, or I'm gonna shoot you first."

"This is insane, Nathanial. Do something!" Monica shouted, then shook her head as he concluded. Oh, God, look at you. You look like you should hang outside glory holes.

"Shut up slut and do as I tell you or I'm gonna you shoot your lover, right in his balls, then if he's lucky, maybe I'll make him my bitch next. Rolando warned.

Once the shocked couple were totally nude, the hardcore outfielder gave his next orders.

"Listen up, it's going down like this. You,"... he pointed at Monica, then continued.

"Get your pretty self over here and suck on this meat, and you, Cord, you just stay where you are." He glanced over at a stunned Nat and ordered.

"Get over here and serve this man, before I slap the shit out you."

Although she was initially reluctant, one look at the huge, thick, uncut, monster cock that hung low between Cord's legs evaporated any resistance. Nat couldn't deny how often she'd seen it, long to touch it, hold it, and suck it. Her lustful fantasies fueled her passionate lust as she dropped to her knees and attacked the thick, veiny member with her lips, mouth and tongue.

"Hey, hey man, I'm not into this." Cord cried.

'Yeah, and it seems your dick begs to differ," the tall, buffed outfielder, fired back, then added.

"Now, just relax, and let's have some fun like your girlfriend here." Rolando moaned as he felt the velvety smooth, warm, moist mouth as it slid up, down, and about his hard, angry flesh.

After a few drinks and a few puffs, Monica and her strong black lover joined the party in earnest.

The alphas placed both sissies on the bed and on their knees, as they fed them their thick, meaty, hard members.

Monica devoured Rolando's hard flesh but hesitated as she heard her lover Cord as he exclaimed.

"Oh man, this is... damn, this faggot's got a mouth on her. She's fucking the fuck out my dick.

Not be outdone, the sexy chestnut-haired Monica increased her efforts until her alpha moaned as his cock stiffen, ready to launch it's payload.

Both buffed ebony studs took turns as they switched between their dolls and fed them their hot, hard, lumber.

Once again, Rolando took charge and repositioned the wife and sissy husband faced away from them. The athletic outfielder impaled his spear in Monica's hot, tight pussy and brought her to an immediate orgasm.

Cord stood behind Nat, gazed down at the hole that seemed to welcome his entry, yet he hesitated.

"Hey, Cord, don't be shy, hit that shit. You might surprise yourself." Rolando declared.

Cord swallowed hard yet allowed his lustful hunger to guide him. Once his spear breached Nat's flesh ring, he flexed his hard muscular physique as he exclaimed.

"Oh, fuck yeah, umm, I see what you mean, this ass-pussy is feels so good!"

With that said, the broad-shouldered Cord snatched Nat's hips and hammered her mercilessly for nearly five straight minutes.

The powerful dark alpha leaned over and down closer as he whispered in Nat's ear.

"Man, I can't believe I ignored all the opportunities to plug a sissy. If I had known, how good ass-pussy would feel around my thick chocolate dick, I would've been breeding sissy asses on the regular, so, excuse me for going buck wild, I'm just trying to make up for lost time."

The hard, buffed Cord used his hard, muscular physique to brutally fucked Nat until she nearly passed out but then the sound of his wife restored his consciousness as he looked across the bed and saw Monica with her legs spread wide and the heavily muscled back of her dominant alpha black king as he stabbed his humongous spear balls deep while his wife screamed in orgasmic ecstasy and she cheered him on.

"That looks hot. Let's try that position.

Nat eagerly fell on her back, with legs spread wide as she awaited her impalement.

"Ahh, oh... my... god... daddy... daddy he's so thick, oooh he's splitting me in two!" Nat shouted as the dark alpha pounded between her legs and once again threatened to steal her consciousness.

Nat's dreamy, orgasmic flight through Sissy-Heaven abruptly ended as she heard her wife crying out in unbridled lust.

Cord stopped his attack on the sissy's makeshift pussy, as he looked at his girl being slayed by the tall, buffed black Cuban.

"Yeah, yeah... hit that shit, bro. wreck her guts." He shouted toward the man who bred his lover.

"Monica," Nat called out as he saw his wife's destruction. He'd heard her moan like this before, but when the balls deep alpha rapidly removed his tool from her love nest, she lost all control of her body as it convulsed and bounced about the bed as if possessed.

A snidely grin grew on Rolando's face as he stared down at the freaky sight of the woman beneath him. He sneered as he stabbed his long, thick, monster spear back inside her hole.

Monica lost herself in a wave of multi-orgasmic rush. She'd take the large, thick, ruggedly hard spear of her lover Cord, who stretched out her walls thoroughly; however, she was not quite prepared for Rolando's thickness and lengthy black lumber that played havoc with her internal organs. Each time he stabbed her vigorously and yanked back out, he sent another round of intense sprays that splatter about them both.

The sight of his brotherly alpha's effect on his wifey lover, pushed the broadly built, Cord to madness, and he used that madness to fuel his passion to destroy Nat who he fucked so hard and intensely that she lost consciousness briefly.

With her arms and legs wrapped around her new black lover, Monica kissed and licked Rolando's sweat-covered face, neck, and shoulders as he addressed her.

"Do you love your husband?"

"Yes, of course I do. God, you're so... big."

"Pay attention, slut. So, you love your hubby, but you also love big black dick, don't you?"

"Yes, I'm addicted, totally... addicted!"

"Good, then follow my instructions.

Although Nat didn't know how long she'd been unconscious, she was quite aware that her wrists were bonded together with a bungee cord as well as her ankles, and they were both tied to another cord, which lifted her legs up and wrapped around the bars of the headboard.

"Oh god, what's going on? What's going on."

"You're what's going on, Chicklet. Since you and your wife are both addicted to big black cocks, I think we have a way to save your marriage. Would you like that?" Rolando asked, as he shoved three oily fingers inside Nat's overstretched hole.

"But I don't understand... ouch!" Nat cried as Cord's large, dark, vascular hand slapped her.

"Answer the question," bitch," the broad-nose Cord demanded.

"Yes, if she'll still have me," Nat replied.

"That's a nice choice of words, sissy." a feminine voice called nearby.

"Oh my god, Monica... Monica, what are you doing with that... strap on!"

"I think you already know the answer, honey. As the man said, since we both enjoy a big black dick, which you don't have, maybe I can help with that." Monica declared as she waved the 12' hi-gloss, fake veiny cock before her husband.

"No, no, oh my god, no, don't do this. Monica, please, don't do this. Make her stop Daddy, please make her stop!"

"Shut up bitch, Cord barked as he wiped off his slimy tool with his boxers then shoved them into the sissy's mouth.

Both Rolando and his counterpart Cord stood beside the bed as they watched the beautiful wifey slut Monica pound her husband's hapless hole as she cried like a whore in heat.

Once over the initial shocked that it was wife on the other end of the cock that plowed deep into her guts. Nat relaxed and let her have her way.

Was it the drugs, the alcohol, or just sweet revenge that fueled Monica's passion but Nat could see from the expression on his wife's face, she enjoyed putting him to the dick, even if it was a fake. She pounded down between her hubby's legs until she struck his inner ring and then laughed deviously in his face.

It was the ultimate humiliation. To be fucked by a woman, your wife. Tears rolled down the sissy's face at the painful realization, that any masculinity within him was being fucked out.

"You look so cute when you twist your lips and squeal like a girly, girl. Wow, honey, you look so natural taking a big dick, we should've done this long ago. We could wife and sissy hubby." Monica giggled, yet continued to thrust down between her husband's bonded legs.

Suddenly, the pain subsided within Nat as she saw the clarity in her life, and perhaps the purpose of his life. She looked into the eyes of her wife and was met with the same clear vision, and in that moment, they shared a deep, passionate kiss.

Their beautiful moment only lasted a moment, as Cord resumed control, slapped her ass with his large dark hands and barked. He yanked Monica away from her husband and placed her at the feet of Rolando, whose massive member bobbed and bounced before her eyes.

Cord flexed his muscular arms and chest. He climbed on top of the bed with his huge spear gripped tightly in his hand as he growled.

"You'll have plenty of time for that, right now, I wanna get up in that ass."

The gentle moment quickly reverted to an intense battery as the brute hard alpha brutally fucked Nat as he barked in cadence with his powerful stroke.

"You got fucked by your wife... bitch, for life."

Each time he spoke the phrase; he intensified his thrusts.

Monica sat on her knees, delighted with the opportunity to worship Rolando's huge, veiny, thick, chocolate lumber. She heard Rolando join the chores, and then she joined.

"Fucked by your wife... bitch for life."

The chant grew louder and louder and came to an end as Cord's body came up to a front-leaning-rest position as his black, uncut cannon fired blast after blast inside the sissy's love canal. By the time the slimy black tool slid from Nat's ring, a trail of his white seed leaked profusely each time the overstretched flesh ring appeared to open and close like a nervous wink.

A sneer flashed across the face of Rolando as he threw out his massive, buffed, walnut-colored chest, and rolled back his cannonball-like shoulders. He punched his large fist into the open palm of his free hand as he turned to Monica and Cord.

"Ya'll best go to another room, she maybe your sissy husband, but she's still my bitch."

"Oooh," Monica laughed then added. "Somebody is going to get it now."

Rolando waited for the door to close behind the couple but kept his eyes locked on his prey. He flashed his pearly white teeth as he marched toward the bed and his victim.

The menacing look of the alpha as he came closer frightened Nat, who cried.

"Oh daddy, daddy, what's wrong?"

"Nothing wrong, Chicklet. Daddy's just about to establish some new guidelines for being my bitch.

The powerfully built alpha climbed into bed and took authority as he used the head of his spear to circle about the wet, gapped anal ring.

"You already know what I'm gonna do to you, don't you, gurl?"

"Oh god, don't speak like, daddy... God, you're scaring me!"

"You should be cause I'm bout to stab your ass to death with this Nubian spear."

Nat opened her mouth, but the shock of the experience prevented her from doing so, Instead, she took inch, after long thick, veiny, brick-hard inch of the man flesh in her sloppy wet, hot, ass-pussy.

"Oh wow... oh... no... God, daddy... It's so big, it feels like it grew!"

"Yeah, that's right, slut and every gotdamn inch is going in you. I took it easy on you before, but after seeing how much wifey put up in you, I'm going balls deep."

The tall, strappingly strong, dark, stud wrapped one hand behind the sissy's head and held her steady as his brick hard tool invaded her anal cavity.

Nat's second ring was no match for the dominant black spear that stabbed deep up in her guts.

The black alpha grunted, snorted, and growled as he grinned down harder and harder down on the sissy.

Nat struggled to breathe as the man's heavy weight crushed her body.

Nat's body went limp as she momentarily loss consciousness, but as she opened her eyes, she heard the deep baritone voice of her dominant lover as he announced.

"I fucked you and your wife... your my bitch for life."

Rolando followed up that message as he tongued-fucked the sissy ears.

All at once, the powerful man slammed his fist into the wall and then wrapped Nat tightly in his muscular arms as he chanted.

"Gonna give you all these babies, gonna give you all this sperm, gonna give you all... this... cum... aarrgghh, aaarrrggghh... ahhhh!"

The intense feeling of the steel hard member that expanded and gushed warm liquid inside her body sent a tidal wave of pleasure through the sissy as suddenly she was whisked away into Sissy-Heaven.

One year later...

Although she changed her name to Natila, everyone continued to call her Nat. sat across the table from her wife Monica, who sat beside her new black lover, Rusell, who sat across from Rolando who sat beside Nat at an upscale restaurant.

As she ate her lobster dinner, Nat noticed her wife's eyes were fixated on her.

"What?" Nat inquired.

"Nothing except you make a pretty girl. You did a great job on your make-up, and those chestnut highlights in your hair gives you a striking appearance.

"Thanks, honey," Nat replied with a warm grin.

"Are your breasts still sore?" Monica asked.

"They're always sore," she giggled as she playfully nudged Rolando.

"Mister Rolando, sir may I ask you to go a little easy on my hubby? leave a little something for me, please." Monica giggled.

"I'll tell you what," Rolando chuckled in a deep voice, then declared.

"You let me bang on you for a while and let Nat hang out with Rusell."

"Yeah, that sounds hot." Russell chimed in with a fiendish grin.

"No, wait, I got a better idea. why don't we all go on a vacation to... uh... Cancun?" Monica suggested.

"Wow, that's nice," Rusell once again chimed in as he flashed a hungry look over at Nat who blushed in response, then reached out and squeezed her black lover's huge, muscular arm as she spoke.

"Oh, I don't know. Leaving the country's not easy for me."

"Stop whining, honey," she fired, then added.

"She's just a little uncomfortable whenever the TSA attendants see her clitty cage. I told her to get the knife and put all that shit to bed. You've had the treatments for months and the breast and booty implants, so why not just complete the process?"

"I don't know if I'm ready for that." Nat moaned.

"That's because she's always got dick on the brain." Rolando laughed as he snatched Nat's hand and placed it on his bulge.

"Hey bitch, how about a little appetizer before our meal."

The hungry sissy never hesitated as her head and body sid to the edge of the bench and descended below the surface of the table.

"So, do we have a date or what?" Monica asked as she extended her hand below the table, reached over, and massaged her new lover's youthfully brick-hard lumber.

"I'm definitely down with the trip," Russell announced.

"And what about you and Nat, daddy?"

Rolando shook his head as he spoke through clenched teeth.

"She's got a mouthful, so I'll answer for both of us. Let's do this thing."

Nat and his wife had found a new bond, a new pathway of love and it went far beyond the restrictive ideas of anyone outside their sphere, as for Rolando and his sissy teammate Nat. Nat retired from the team but still gets plenty of hard black balls and lumber.

DN