Chapter 5

I peered through the spyhole in the front door to confirm it was who I was expecting, which it was. Not that I knew the man and woman personally, it was more the fact they were both black, though Jackie, my wife, had supposedly introduced me to Aaron some time ago. I didn’t recall this fact.

I looked down at my flowery apron, the only thing I was wearing, fearing now that I was taking an awful risk in opening the door to these strangers, but my dripping cock was telling me otherwise. Jackie was still upstairs getting ready for the evening and had sprung the fact she was having Aaron and his girlfriend over tonight, with little warning. I assumed this fact was due to our daughter, Rina, having scheduled a sleepover with her friend Amala, over breakfast this morning.

“You the cuck?” Aaron asked as he marched past me as soon as I opened the door. I’d stepped far to the side, so as not to be seen by anyone happening to be passing by, and quickly closed the door as soon as Aaron and his girlfriend, Brenda, had stepped in.

“Yes,” I replied, guessing it was pretty obvious from the way I was dressed. I didn’t have my hood on, as I figured that was way too much of a risk to be wearing when answering the door.

Aaron strode into the kitchen, then glanced into the living room, before turning around again and looking up the stairs. “Shouldn’t you be on your knees or something,” he said absently, as Brenda stood beside me with an amused look on her face.

“Yes, sir,” I said softly as I slowly got down on my knees, digging out my hood from the main pocket of the apron, this caused me to spill out my ball-leash as I did this. I donned the hood then waited, silently, as my heart raced, and my cock oozed.

“Oh, I got to have hold of this!” Brenda exclaimed as she grabbed my ball-leash, which I was in the process of stuffing back into my apron. As always, it was anchored to my balls as directed by my wife.

“Ughh,” I hissed when she pulled on it sharply, causing me to scoot a little toward her on my knees to relieve the pressure on my balls.

“You got a cage on?” Brenda asked as she stepped closer, lifting my apron up then with her foot. “Oh damn, that’s a little dick!” she exclaimed as she turned to Aaron. “No wonder Jackie needs a bull.”

“I don’t know how he fucks with that,” Aaron commented as he called up the stairs. “Jackie, baby, your stud is here!”

“Coming!” came Jackie’s distant reply.

“She’ll be coming alright,” Aaron bragged as he stepped back toward me, “You—not so much!”

“Yes, sir,” I replied meekly.

“I’ll make sure you come, bitch—if you lick my pussy right,” Brenda told me in a sweet voice as she began stroking my leather covered head like I was some kind of pet. Then suddenly, she jerked my head back by the D-ring on the top of my hood, so she could spit into my now open mouth.

“Ptuey! Yeah, you swallow that white-bitch, swallow it for your goddess!”

“Yes, goddess,” I replied as I swallowed.

“Yeah, you got that right, little bitch—now show me your tongue, I need to see what I got to work with.”

Obediently, I opened my mouth and extended my tongue, which she quickly spit on again, this time slowly.

“Bigger than your dick, bitch,” she said as she started slowly walking toward the kitchen, making me crawl after her by pulling relentlessly on my ball-leash.

“Upstairs or down, baby!” Aaron called up the stairs to my wife.

“Let’s start downstairs,” Jackie replied as she came down wearing only a red nightie.

“Damn, girl, you going to enrage the bull with that color!” Brenda exclaimed.

“Bull is here!” Aaron declared as he took hold of my wife, and then began kissing her deeply, this as Brenda led me into the living room on my knees. I kept turning to see my hot wife, enthralled now by how she was acting and the fact she was being felt-up by this man. Clearly, she wanted to fuck this guy in the worst way, and her glances at me, told me she was enjoying my humiliation.

Slap!

“You be looking at only one thing, little bitch—and that is this!” Brenda exclaimed after slapping my face hard, then plopping down on the sofa and pointing to her now exposed panties after spreading her knees wide.

“Yes, goddess,” I muttered as she pulled me close, and then pulled her panties aside, giving me a deep, forced sniff of her box.

“You going to be doing this all night, sissy,” she declared as she used both hands on the side of my hooded face, to force my nose up and down her slit. I could see now out of the corner of my eye that the bull had my wife in his lap as he sat next to us on the sofa, hungrily sucking on her tongue. She was moaning now, and I felt like I was there for her. If she needed me.

“Watch,” Brenda moaned as she slid down her panties and pulled my face into her snatch, “see what you ain’t got—never had! Big black cock ... big ... mmmm ... yeah sissy-bitch, lick ... ahhhh...”

She was dark black, and her pussy lips seemed even darker, making this experience seem unusual to me as I did my best to please her. Brenda was a voluptuous woman, not as pretty as my wife, but still a hot young black woman, who seemed a master of getting what she wanted. At this moment it was my tongue.

“Oohhhh,” Jackie exclaimed as Aaron slid a finger into her after apparently discovering she wore no panties. “Umm ... yess ... yesss...”

At this point, Brenda had her phone out and was clearly recording everything, particular a closeup of me eating her pussy, which was confirmation for me that she’d been the one sending out videos of her and Aaron’s last encounter with my wife. I relished the thought of another butt-fucking video of Jackie, and of course seeing it live.

“Fuck me ... fuck me...” Jackie huffed sexily as she tore at Aaron’s clothes.

“No, no—you ain’t watching!” Brenda declared to me as she wrapped her thighs around my head, blocking my view of everything but her pussy. “Now lick, bitch!”

“Yeah ... ohhh ... make him lick ... my bitch ... my bitch...” I could hear Jackie moan.

“On your knees!” Aaron commanded of my wife, who I could only guess was obeying.

“Naaaa ... naaa ... naaa...” Jackie began moaning as I felt the power of his cock thrusts shake the sofa. It was then I felt Brenda ease up on me as she reached out to take hold of one of Jackie’s tits, that were hardly half the size of her own.

“Fuck her...” Brenda moaned as I continued to lick. I then watched as best I could, enjoying fully the contrast between the bull’s dark black skin and the pale white of my wife’s. He was totally mastering her, attested to me by the fact she had her head down now, and was moaning continuously into the couch.

“Aaaghh ... aaghh...” the bull grunted as he bounced his black balls off white pussy with a look of sheer glee on his face, like it was some great triumph, which I supposed it was. It was primordial, animalistic for sure, and so humiliating, yet it wasn’t. I was the lesser, and his look of dominance over me, so telling.

“Bitch! You can’t satisfy your wife—you’re not a man. Aaaghh ... aaaghh ... aahhh ... tell me you’re not a man!” he commanded.

“I’m not a man,” I said weakly.

“You’re a bitch, say it!”

“I’m a bitch.”

“Yeah ... aaghhh ... aaghhh ... you wish you had a cock Like this, bitch!”

“Yes, sir,” I admitted as I watched my wife writhe in ecstasy.

“Oohh ... ohhhh...” Jackie moaned, until her bull pulled her head back toward him by her hair.

“Look at the little dick—tell him he’s a fucking cuck!”

“Ohh ... he’s a cuck ... ohhh ... ohhh ... a cuck...”

“Yeah, obey your bull!”

“Yess ... ohhh ... ohhh ... fuck him for me ... fuck him for me!” She begged.

“I’ll fuck him!” the bull promised as he went into overdrive for a short time, driving incoherent words out of my wife, who I’d never seen ridden like this before. Neither by me nor Lars, it was almost startling. She looked like a helpless porn model, being roughed by a big black stud, only this was no act.

“Wait your turn bitch!” he said to me as he slowed to catch his breath.

Extending dominance over Jackie worked to turn me on even more, and so I dared to pull myself away from Brenda and to then crawl to Jackie’s feet, so I could lick and kiss them in worship. Brenda pulled hard on my balls then, but I resisted until the pain became too much. I had a front row seat now of the bull’s balls striking my wife’s pussy lips, seeming almost like wrecking balls.

“Turn over!” the bull commanded my wife after pulling out of her pussy suddenly. Jackie quickly obeyed as if transfixed, looking into his eyes in total submission. “Lick her asshole, bitch!” he commanded next.

I moved in again, and with Jackie on her back, with her legs over his shoulders now, her ass was totally exposed to him. The bull’s cock was only head deep now as he waited for me to move into position below him. I licked her wet asshole, tasting her pussy juices and his pre-cum that had leaked down at this point.