Rachel becomes a woman and Leroy's Pet

Leroy was on my mind, and in my dreams. He rarely was in the building on weekends, so I was in my basement hideaway, looking at the porn magazines. I found the box of papers, which should have been tossed years ago, and found more the interracial sex magazines. The magazines were worn, and some were printed in black-and-white.

Every photo was of a white woman giving herself to one or more big strong black men, all with huge cocks. My fingers were in my pants, inside my wet pussy. I wish Leroy was in his office.

I often fantasized about the boys in school, and a couple of my teachers. My fantasies followed the themes of the trashy romance novel, of which none had any explicit writing. Sure, they made love, but nothing was written about cock sucking.

On Monday, school was closed and I went for a walk. I would have looked for Leroy, but he told me not to contact him, he would contact me. He was repairing the door and there were a few other people near the mailboxes. My heart rate increased as I walked closer and he acknowledged me, politely.

A few days earlier, I was on my knees with his huge cock in my mouth. His greeting was like any other, yet I understood. I went outside, and he quietly walked over and asked if my mother was home. I told him she was at work. He nodded and looked around, then said, “Rachel, I will come to your apartment in one hour.”

He paused, looking around once more, and added, “Wear a nightgown and nothing else, do you understand me?”

I nodded and he quickly returned to fixing the door, greeting people as they came and went.

My heart was racing, and I felt a level of excitement that I never felt before. And fear too. I walked back in the apartment, and again, receiving a cold but polite greeting, “Good morning Ms. Rachel. Have a nice day.”

He displayed a small smile and return to work.

My nightgowns were plain and thick, so I looked in my mother’s closet. We were similar in size, chubby and full chested. Way in the back, she had a nightgown that was well above my knees and made of a thin silk. Wow, I never saw her wear this, so I decided to try it on. Looking in the mirror, I hardly recognized the awkward shy girl looking back. You could see my breasts and nipples through the fabric and my thighs too. I was wet just thinking of myself as sexy, in this gown.

Leroy would be here in 30 minutes, and I was nervous and pacing. When he knocked on the door, my heart practically jumped out of my chest. The nerves kicked in as I unlocked the door. Leroy walked in and relocked the door.

I had no idea what I was supposed to do. I greeted him, “Hello Mr. Leroy.”

His look made me remember, “Sorry, Hello Sir.”

He nodded, “It’s ok, you are learning, and I see you found a nightgown.”

He added, “This is yours?”

I said, “No sir, my mothers.”

His hand was caressing my fabric, and my body. I stood there while his hands explored, eventually slipping under the gown and groped my breasts.

I asked, “Should I do something Sir?”

He said, “Just stand there, present yourself and keep quiet.”

I wondered, do all men do this with their women. Did my mother present herself to my father? I really had no clue. These weren’t the romance scenes I read in my novels.

He told me to take the nightgown off, and I was now nude standing before Leroy. He was looking for me over and then he took his shirt off. He was muscular and guided my hands to explore his chest. I felt his muscles and tight dark skin. My white hands and his dark chest were an intense image, the contrast.

He spoke, “Rachel, are you ready to be a slut, serving my needs?”

Not very romantic, but then none of this was, yet I nodded, “Yes. Sir, I am ready to be your slut.”

And, I meant it.
He pushed me to my knees, we were still by the door. He undid his work pants, his huge cock was hardly contained in his boxers.

He commanded me, “Take my boxers off.”

I did, and gasped. It seemed bigger than last time. His balls were huge too. He saw my surprise and said, “Last time, Ms. Allison had almost all of my n seed. Today, you are a lucky young lady, you will get all of it.”

When he came in my mouth, it seemed like a lot. Of course, once again, I could not compare his sperm volume to others. Yet, if I only got a little of it last time, how much was I going to get now. The thought scared me, yet all I could think of was to say, “Thank you, Sir.”

And I found, I meant it.

He commanded me to stroke his long thick shaft, and lightly caress his large bulbous cockhead. His cock grew harder in my tiny hands, which made me feel wonderful, that I was pleasing this strong man. He had me fondle his massive balls, and they grew hard in my hands. I could sense he was ready to use me, as he said, for his pleasure. I hoped I would feel pleasure with this man.

He moved us to my mother’s bed, which was larger than mine. I could imagine my mother sleeping in this bed, but I didn’t resist Leroy, and soon I was on my back as he pushed his large black cock into my mouth, this time pushing deeper. He adjusted my head, and his shaft seem to go deeper, easier.”

He increased his pace, holding my head while forcing his downward. It wasn’t long that I began to taste his seed, slowly leaking out of his cock.

He said, very strong and deeply, “Ready for my n slut girl? Swallow it all, I don’t want to see any of my valuable seed come out of your Jewish mouth, UNDERSTAND!”

I nodded and he increased his thrusts, my jaw and mouth were not used to this and hurt. Then he reached behind him and pushed two large fingers into my pussy, and I felt an intense incredible wave of pleasure. My hips rocked as he “fucked” my mouth, and came. His spurts were massive and strong, hitting my throat.

He moaned and said, “Swallow it bitch, swallow my n seed you f*kin whore.”
Once again, you would think his words hurt, but they didn’t. For some reason, it made me want to please him more. I wanted to by his bitch and whore, a strange thought.

I tried to swallow his cum, gulping as quick as I could. It was thick, gooey and had a pleasant taste.

He withdrew, still cumming and pushed his cock between my generous breasts. He finished with his come fucking my breasts. Amazing!

I had his come all over my chest and face, and on the bed. He had me rub his warm sticky seed into my skin and lick it off my fingers.

He looked at me, and smiled, “You’re amazing Rachel, you’ll be a great addition to my stable of slutty white women.”

This was new to me, and I looked at him, and he said, “A stable, liked horses, for my pleasure and usage. Mrs. Allison is one of my pets. I have one of white married woman from the other apartment building.”

He went on, “I can use one more pet, and I am thinking you would be perfect.”

He said, with a soft kind voice, “Would you like to be my pet, Rachel? Answer me true, because you can decide not to, at this point. “

All my ideals of romance and passion were blown away, and I didn’t know if much of what Leroy said and did was normal. Yet, he excited me, and I found myself craving this man.

He was wiping with cock on my mother’s bed sheets and pillow. He was patient, when I said, “Sir, may I speak?”

He responded, “You learn fast, so what will it be, Rachel?”

I responded, “I will be your pet, sir. I want to be your pet, sir.”

He responded, “Very good, but now there is something that I do to make you mine.”

I did not understand, but he moved past and I was back on my back. He held up his hand, and I knew not to speak. He said, “I am going to take you, I am going to make you my woman, no longer a simple girl. Rachel, you are going to be my pet, my slut and my n loving whore. Ready my little Jewish girl?”

I knew what was going to happen, and by the end of this day, I was not going to be a virgin, and yes, I was going to be his slut and whore. I was ready.

And I meant it.

Leroy laid me down gently and caressed my body softly, leaning over me. His words were soft, gentle, almost romantic. He was saying how pretty I was, how soft my skin was. He caressed my hair. I was feeling loved.

He looked at me, saying, “To be my pet, to be owned is a privilege for both you and me.”

He said, “I love my pets, I will love and protect you, Rachel. I will share pleasures with you, you have nothing to worry about.”

I was feeling his love when he slipped his finger, once again, in my wet pussy. He slipped in a second finger and knew all the right places to touch, as my body convulsed with intense pleasures.

He said, “Are you ready, Rachel, my dear pet.”

Intuitively I knew, he was going to make love with me, or was it fucking me? Either way, I was about to become his pet, and a woman.

He was gentle, as his large cockhead pressed against my vagina. I could feel the pressure, as he slowly descended into my body. He had my head propped up and gently told me to keep my eyes open, and watch. Seeing this large black cock descend into my virgin white body, was both exciting and terrifying. He pressed against my shoulders, and warned me, “You are going to feel a pinch, don’t worry, you will never feel it again. I am being gentle with you.”

I felt reassured, but he added, “This time.”

I felt the pinch, and winched. Once he knew I was broken, he pushed in harder and soon, I felt another incredibly strong wave of pleasure. And pain.

He told me, “You pussy will be properly stretched for us n’s.”

I sensed my journey into becoming his pet may include other men. I thought of the smiling happy white lady on her knees with 2,3,4 and more naked strong black men.
He started to increase his rhythms, and he was grunting, moaning, as if he was in pain. His eyes were closed and his body stiffened, then one more strong push and a harder grip on my shoulders, and I sensed he was releasing his seed in my body.

It was at this point that I could hear the old sex-ed teacher, who clearly did not like sex, warning us not to let a man release his sperm into our vagina’s. “Until we are married.”, she added.

Now Leroy’s cock was pulsating in my vagina, I could just about feel seed shooting out and starting their journey deep in my body. And I prayed there was no egg waiting.

Yet, I found that I loved the feeling, the pressure of his large cock, pulsating in me.

I felt the pulsating stop, and he slowly withdrew his wet gooey cock. And I saw blood.

He grabbed my head, and said, “You are now mine, you are my white slutty pet.”

I nodded, and he then inserted his cock into my mouth and commanded me, ”Clean my n cock, bitch.”

The odd taste of my own juice, his seed and some blood. I didn’t like this part, but I made my choice, and I really didn’t have regrets.

When he felt satisfied, he reposition his body and cuddled me, his hands softly holding my breasts and rested.

Over time, I realized this was an important, to reassure the pet that she performed well, and I always looked forward to this part. It made the rough hard aspects somehow better.

After awhile, he did a final wipe on my mother’s pillows and kissed my breasts and neck and said, “You made me feel good, you did well for your first time.”

When I wished to speak, I waved my hand as a signal – and did. He said, “You may speak, pet.”

I asked him, “Will I now get pregnant.”

He said, “I have someone you will see, who will put you on birth control and can take care of any accidents.”

I wanted to ask more, but it was clear, conversation over. He got dressed and left. When I stood, his seed came pouring down my leg. It was cold and gooey and I rubbed into my skin and hair. And touched some of my mother’s clothes and jewelry. I felt like the devil, it was my private joke.

The room smelled of sweat and sex. I opened windows and was going to change the bed sheets, but after looking them over, I left them even covered in sex. It wasn’t noticeable, I used some cleaning supplies to help cover the smell and wipe any stain. By the time she came home, the room looked and smelled fine.

and now, I was a woman, a whore, a slut and Leroy’s pet.

And I felt good about it.