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I did as she told me, getting on my knees near the side of the bed and
Stacy lifted her long smooth legs, putting them over my shoulders. I stared
at her black panties and there was something there, something unmistakable
beneath the silk and lace. I didn't understand, my mind was rebelling and I
just narrowed my eyes, as if trying to focus on a mirage.

"That's it, Baby Bear, I got something special for you..." Stacy giggled,
pulling her panties to the side. "...You're going to make me feel real good
now, aren't you?"

I felt my heart hammering and goosebumps broke out on my skin as I was
confronted with an impossibly large and very hard cock. It was bigger than
mine and dark with Stacy's excitement. The shaft was heavily veined and the
smooth glans glistened with her precum. This girl, this beautiful college
coed was a...Man? I fought for air and I might have felt nauseas, but my
stomach was already so knotted up with my need for sex that I couldn't tell
the difference. I was confused and frightened and excited all at once. I'd
never been with a man. I'd never wanted to. I was straight as an arrow and
utterly bland in my sexual fantasies. This was beyond the beyond and Stacy
was pulling my head down towards it.

"Give it a kiss, Dave." She cooed softly. "Love my girly-cock for me,
that's it...Show me how much you love me."

I didn't know what I was doing. I felt drunk or stoned on something. I was
kissing the head of her dick, pressing my closed lips against the heat of
that swollen prick. Stacy was urging me with that sexy voice of hers to
open my mouth, to suck her cock and I was doing it. God help me, I was
taking that thick penis into my mouth, doing everything Stacy ordered me to
do. I used my tongue to tease and tickle the underside. I wrapped my lips
around it and slid down her hot fuckpole like a faggot.

That was what she was calling me now. Her little cocksucking faggot. Her
slut boyfriend and sissy slave. The girl's voice was mocking and her