Chapter 3

Nathan's hand released my breast and traveled down my stomach. It soon came to rest on my patch of red pubic hair and he said, "I've never fucked a redhead before. It's kind of hot. I make most of my cunts shave their pussies, but I think I'll let you keep some of this. You are going to need to trim it though. It's a fucking jungle."

I had no problem with the idea of trimming my pubic hair to please Nathan. I even found it amusing that my husband would probably not even notice.

I moved to see how much of a mess I was making on the rug and then I said, "I'm making a mess. I better go clean up."

I got up to go to the bathroom and Nathan got up and followed me. I was embarrassed. I had never even been in a bathroom with a boy before. The idea of him watching while I went to the bathroom made my body tingle all over. It was such a nasty thing to do!

But I didn't object. I sat on the toilet and even though I really had to pee bad, at first I was so embarrassed that it wouldn't come out. I closed my eyes and forced myself to relax and then it started. It was just a weak stream at first but soon I let it all go and the sound of a loud, steady flow of urine in the toilet filled the small room. I had never been so conscious of the sound of peeing before.

Nathan reached down and spread my legs apart and watched and I just closed my eyes and tried to imagine what he could be thinking at seeing me do something this personal. The stream of urine finally came to an end and I waited a minute or so to make sure that all of his cum had drained out of me. When I was sure that I was done I reached for some toilet paper but Nathan said, No, not yet."

I looked up curiously. I couldn't imagine why he would not want me to wipe myself. Then I saw why. He was standing in front of me and holding his cock in his hand and aiming it at the small space between my legs!

I gasped and said, "No! Nathan! Wait, let me get up first!"

He just smiled and held me down with his other hand. "No bitch, you sit still. I want you to feel my hot piss on your soft, white skin."

I watched in shock as the first few spurts of piss shot weakly from the hole in the end of his cock. They landed on my stomach and on my thighs and then it became a steady stream of burning hot piss.

I couldn't believe my reaction. He directed the stream of hot piss over my thighs and my stomach and then it centered on the lips of my pussy. He calmly ordered, "Reach down there and spread your cunt open bitch. Hold it open so I can piss right in your cunt."

I wanted to! It felt fantastic! My fingers reached into the stream of piss that was beating against my slit and separated the lips, something I had never done for anyone before. I felt his stream teasing the mouth of my vagina and then he directed it against my tender clitoris.

As soon as that hot stream of liquid hit my clit I said, "Oh my god! I'm cumming from being pissed on!" And then I did!

I slumped on the toilet after my orgasm and caught my breath. When I finally sat up Nathan was still standing right there. He tapped on my head and said, "Clean me off bitch. You don't want me dripping piss on your nice clean floors do you?"

I gaped up at Nathan, shocked that he would even suggest what he was obviously ordering me to do now. I looked at his cock and there were several drops of piss clinging to the its head.

I looked back up at his face and I saw just how serious he was. I leaned forward and as I stuck my tongue out and licked his cock clean I thought about how naïve and inexperienced I was and how much more sexually mature Nathan was. These things were all so out of character for me but they all seemed to be things that Nathan had experience with. I realized suddenly that I didn't know Nathan at all. Those wide, brown, innocent eyes, that engaging smile, the shyness and his apparent willingness to please, that was all an act!

I had been sucked in. He had played me like a violin. The incredible thing was, even knowing that I had been played I still felt the same way about him. I felt a need to please him that I had never felt with anyone else before. He had touched a part of me that no other person had come close to and now I think I loved him. I loved him more than I loved my husband at this moment. I loved him more than I loved myself or I wouldn't allow him to humiliate me this way.

What I didn't know at that moment was just how low I would sink in my efforts to please this boy.

After I had licked and then sucked his cock clean I suggested that we take a shower together. He said, "Sure, but you have something to do first."

I looked at him, waiting for a clue. I had forgotten about trimming my pubic hair. He stepped back and I stood up and flushed the toilet. He said, "Get your scissors."

While I was getting the scissors he spread a towel out on the toilet and when I came back he ordered me to sit down. He squatted in front of me and began to severely trim my pubic bush back. I just watched in silence as he trimmed away three quarters of it, leaving just a small triangle above my slit.

When he was done he said, "Okay, warm up the water and you can finish it up in the shower. Do you have a razor?"

I nodded and got a fresh razor out of my drawer. I turned the water on and when it was warm we got in and soaped each other up. It was incredibly exciting. I don't just mean the way he touched me with his soapy hands either. I loved the way my hands glided over his taut young body and the way his large, masculine cock and his balls felt as I soaped them up and then rinsed them off.

I washed his hair and after I rinsed him off I soaped my pubic mound into a lather and shaved around the patch of hair that he had left me. I rinsed off and then we dried each other. I went to put on a robe but he stopped me.

He asked, "Where are you going?"

I told him to get a robe and he said, "Whenever I am around I don't want you wearing clothes unless I give you something special to wear or tell you that you need to put something on. From now on, if you are expecting me you should be naked. And from now on you can be expecting me often."

I didn't stop to think about the effect this was going to have on my marriage. At that time I didn't care. I was too carried away by the passion of the moment.

We went out to the kitchen and I got us both a glass of ice water. He sat on a stool at the kitchen island and watched me. When I brought him the water he put his arm around me and after we had each taken a couple of sips of water he pulled me close and kissed me. His kiss made my legs weak and I ran a hand over his cheek and down his chest, all the way down to his large muscular thigh. I supported my weight on his thigh and kissed him back eagerly.

He smiled and said, "You belong to me now bitch. Do you realize that? Are you aware of what that means?"

Now that the mind numbing passion had begun to dissipate I wasn't as excited about being called a bitch. I didn't say anything though. I just shook my head and waited for him to tell me what he was referring to.

In a calm voice, but with a tone that an adult might use when talking to a young child, he said, "From now on you do what I say, when I say. You fuck me whenever I want. You suck my cock without hesitation. But that's not all. From now on if I tell you to get undressed, I don't care if you are standing in front of a room full of people, you take your clothes off. If I tell you to drop down and suck off one of my friends or a stranger on the street you drop and suck. That goes for fucking too. If you want to wait a while before we let your husband find out that your cunt belongs to me now I'll give you a little time. Maybe you can break it to him gently. He is going to have to know though. Because there will be days that I come over here to fuck you in the evening. Sometimes I'm going to want to spend the night too. I imagine that will be hard to keep from him. I stand out pretty well against a pair of white sheets."

My mouth had dropped open and I was shaking my head in disbelief. This was not the kind, sweet, gentle young man that I had allowed to seduce me. I didn't know who this was. I was only now beginning to become aware that I may have just made a horrible mistake.

I pulled away from him and stared at him for a second. Then I finally said, "What happened to you Nathan?! This isn't who I thought you were. You ... I ... this was a mistake! You have to get dressed now. I want you to leave. This was just a big mistake."

He chuckled and said, "You got that right bitch. You made a mistake. You made a couple of mistakes. You made a mistake when you fucked me just now. You made another mistake when you thought you could order me to leave. I don't take orders bitch. You do!"

I stared at him aghast. He stood up and took me by the arm and pulled me into the living room. He pushed me into a chair and said, "Don't move bitch."

He walked over to the door and I started to get a feeling of relief. But then I realized that he couldn't be leaving. He was still naked!

He opened the front door and stood back and another teenage boy walked in and came over and looked down at me and smiled. I covered my breasts and my recently shaved pussy with my hands and arms and screeched, "Get out of here!"

I recognized him from school. He was Terrill Mays, a friend of Nathan's. He ignored my order to leave and walked over to the television. I saw him pull a cord out of his pocket and hook it up to the television and then I saw that he had a small, digital movie camera. He attached the camera to the cord and sat on the couch. When he was ready Nathan pulled me to my feet and pushed me back down beside Terrill and sat down on the other side of me.

Nathan had the remote control for the TV in his hand and he handed it to Terrill.

Terrill turned the TV on and then he pulled a small remote from his shirt pocket and I was watching a recording taken through my front window of what looked very much like me seducing Nathan, a sixteen year old student! I had started it by putting my arms around him and then hugging him. When he turned and began to kiss me it was hard to tell which of us had instigated the kiss, that passionate kiss. But it was obvious that I wasn't resisting anything that Nathan did. No one could look at this recording and not see me molesting my teenage student.

I tried to cover my eyes but Nathan made me watch the entire recording. It was embarrassing, but the truly horrifying thing about it was how turned on I got as I watched it. I had never seen a dirty movie before. I had always avoided movies that I knew contained sexually explicit scenes. But now, watching myself with Nathan it was all I could do to keep my fingers away from my pussy. I wanted desperately to rub my pussy while I watched this extremely erotic movie.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see that Nathan was enjoying it too. His cock had gotten hard and his hand was gently massaging it while he watched the movie. I was soon distracted though when Terrill began to take his clothes off.

I tried not to watch as he pulled his t-shirt off and then kicked his shoes off. He unbuckled his belt and opened his fly and lifted his butt up off of the cushion to work his Dockers and his jockey shorts off together. I didn't want to notice, but I couldn't help it. His cock seemed nearly as large as Nathan's! I began to wonder about the stereotype. I hardly ever saw my husband's cock, but I had gotten glimpses of it and I knew that it was only about five inches long and maybe a little thicker than my thumb.

My first two lovers in high school had probably had organs of a similar size.

Now I was sitting on my couch naked between two large black boys with nine inch cocks. I returned my attention to the television and stared as on the screen Nathan ate my pussy to a series of orgasms.

As we watched, Nathan took my hand and placed it on his cock. My hand seemed to wrap around it of its own accord. As soon as I adjusted to holding Nathan's cock, Terrill took my other hand and placed it around his cock. I found myself sitting between them holding their cocks and staring at the sexiest movie I had ever seen and I was so light headed that it never even occurred to me to object.

Terrill put one arm around my shoulder and his hand came to rest on my breast. I glanced at Nathan, hoping he would have something to say about that. He did have something to say. He said, "That's a damned hot movie Terrill. We'll need to film it again with a better camera and better lighting. It really needs some close-ups too. But considering how it was made that's a damned hot movie."

I hated to admit it, even to myself. He was right. That was a damned hot movie!

When we got to the place where I sucked Nathan off I heard Terrill chuckle and say, "She ain't much of a cocksucker is she?"

Nathan came to my defense. He said, "That was her first one dude. Give her time. She just needs more practice. Hell, I bet she can suck a cock like a pro by the end of the time we clear out of here tomorrow."

My head swung around so fast I almost hurt myself! "Tomorrow! Oh no Nathan, you can't stay here! You just can't!"

As far as Nathan was concerned it was as if I hadn't even spoken.

Terrill found it amusing though. He said, "Dude, your bitch thinks she can tell you what to do? How lame is that?!"

Nathan chuckled and said, "It's her first day man. This is all new to her. Give me a day or two to train the bitch. She is still in shock. You should have seen her face when I told her that she was going to have to tell her husband that her cunt belongs to me now."

Hearing him say that again was just as shocking as hearing it for the very first time. I tried to imagine telling Dennis that a teenage boy owned me. A black boy at that! His bigoted heart would probably come to a complete stop. But I would never be able to tell him that. I would have to make Nathan see reason.

Just then I felt something on my hand and I looked down to see the lubricant that was oozing from Terrill's cock. It had reached my fingers and it began to run over them. He said, "Nathan, I watched you fuck the bitch for more than an hour. I need some relief here dude."

Nathan said, "Sure man. Bitch, suck my friend off. We'll make you a copy of the movie and you can see how it ends later."

It was like my mind had ceased to function. I looked up at Nathan in shock but he ignored me. I felt Terrill take his hand off of my breast and he grabbed a handful of my hair.

I grunted in pain and he said, "I love that red hair bitch. If I didn't see the matching cunt hair I never would have believed that it was real."

He pulled me out of my seat and guided me between his legs by pulling my hair. I didn't fight him though. I went wherever he wanted me. Once I was in place he let go of my hair and sat back and said, "Okay bitch, let's see if you can do any better on your second blowjob."

I had a better view of his cock now and it was, as I had suspected, as large as Nathan's. I tried to think of something I could say to end this, something to make them see reason and leave. I couldn't though. I couldn't seem to form a cogent thought of any kind. I had always been a thinking, reasoning, intelligent person but now, in the clutches of these two boys I seemed unable to think at all. I only seemed to be able to react, and they either enjoyed or ignored my reactions as they deemed appropriate.

I found myself bending forward to kiss and then lick at Terrill's throbbing cock. He slumped down in his seat a little more and I adjusted my position and began to suck his cock just the way I had for Nathan.

Unfortunately, Terrill was not as easy to please. He watched me and except to say to Nathan, "I love seeing a pretty white girl sucking my cock," he seemed very unhappy with what I was doing.

After a few minutes he said in a voice tinged with disgust, "Shit bitch, my fifteen year old sister sucks cock better than that!"

I tried not to think of the implications of that. I didn't have much time to think about anything though. Terrill reached up and held my head in both of his large, strong hands. It made me nervous, but I didn't try to pull away. I didn't dare for some reason.

As I moved my mouth up and down on his cock Terrill began to exert pressure on the back of my head. I resisted with my neck muscles for a moment but soon that wasn't enough and I began to push back against his thighs, trying to pull my head free.

Terrill yelled, "Stop that! Put your hands down at your side. NOW!"

I don't know why I obeyed. Except for what he was doing at this very moment neither boy had hurt me. I was in pain now though. He was forcing his cock deeper with each thrust and I was crying in pain.