“You mean your man-pussy, your cunt,” Troy corrected.
“Sorry, Master, yes I want your big black cock in my virgin cunt, I want you to fuck me like you would any of your other sluts,” I said, my lust taking over any last remnants of a moral code.
“You got it Coach,” Troy said, as in one hard forward thrust, he reached unimaginable depths inside me.
“Oh aaaaaah, Godddddddd,” I screamed, as my ass felt like it was being torn in two.
“Still want me to fuck you like my other sluts?” Troy asked amused.
“Yeeees, Master,” I whimpered, the burning sensation in my ass almost unbearable and yet I wanted to feel him begin to pump my ass. “Fuck my cunt, but please go slowly at first.”
Rhianna arrived back and ordered, “Slut, get on all fours beside your boyfriend.”
Ashley let go of my ass cheeks and moved beside me, her hands now on my back, “Yes, Mistress.”
Troy started slowly moving his cock in and out of my ass, the burn continuing, but simmering with each slow stroke, as a new pleasure began to build inside me, the sensation of being used as a fuck-toy thrilling in ways I can’t explain. Getting fucked was a completely different feeling and brought with it an entirely different euphoria than being the one doing the fucking.
“Oh yes,” Ashley moaned, her fingernails going into my back as she assumedly was joining me in having her ass filled.
Meanwhile, the cock in my mouth which had just been sitting inside me as I got used to Troy’s cock, began slowly moving between my lips. “I hope you can multi-task, faggot,” Jamal said.
I tried to concentrate on the cock in my mouth, but the slowly growing pleasure in my ass was distracting me, as were the moans from Ashley as Rhianna began fucking her ass.
“You like getting ass-fucked like your boyfriend, my pet?” Rhianna asked.
“God yes,” Ashley moaned, “My mouth, cunt and ass are yours to use as you wish Mistress.”
“What if I want to share you with my cheerleading friends?” Rhianna asked.
Ashley, her moans letting me know she was in lust mode, replied, “Share away, Mistress.”
Troy’s cock in my ass was still going slow and I suddenly wanted more. I needed to be fucked…hard and deep. Yet, I couldn’t get the words out of my mouth with Jamal’s stiff cock slowly fucking my face.
Rhianna continued testing Ashley. “So you will seduce my mom, take me to Boston, to the lesbian club as my pet slut and please all my cheerleader teammates, how about getting dp’d by my two brothers?”
My eyes again went wide as again the possibility of crossing the line we had both agreed we wouldn’t cross was questioned.
Ashley squeezed my body, a hint of her concern over what to say. Trying to help Ashley out by distracting Rhianna, I moved my head to free my mouth of Jamal’s black meat and begged, “Harder, Master, please fuck my ass harder.”
“You mean your cunt,” Troy corrected.
“Yes, Master,” I whimpered, showing him my eager submission I continued, my hunger undeniable, “Please Master, fuck my pussy, my man-cunt, my faggot ass, I am yours to use as you pleeeeeease.”
Troy’s cock slammed into me hard and he began fucking me fast and deep, my moans and whimpers sounding so feminine and yet I loved every second of it. The pain ignored because of the intense pleasure and the thrill of being fucked. I loved fucking Ashley, but the thrill of being fucked was the most intense pleasure I had ever experienced, just giving in without reservation to the pure submission of black dominant cock.
“You like that, Coach?” Troy grunted, as his body crashed into mine.
“Yeeees, I love your black cock in my white ass,” I moaned like a cheap slut.
“Harder, Mistress,” Ashley begged too, both of us hungry to be fucked as deep and hard as humanly possible in our forbidden back door.
“My body shook both side to side from Ashley’s body movements and front to back from Troy’s deep hard thrusts, my body a literal rag doll of pleasure.
The next few minutes the sounds of Ashley and myself echoed through the room as we were fucked by our dominant black Master and Mistress.
Troy breaking the few minutes of silence said, “Time for you to fuck yourself, Coach.”
“Actually time for the little fairy to get split roasted,” Jamal added.
I began bouncing back onto Troy’s cock, the thrill of suddenly being in control exciting, my ass crashing into his body. Meanwhile, Jamal placed his stiff cock in front of my face and I took it in my mouth as I began going back and forth taking all Troy’s cock in my ass and then taking all of Jamal’s cock in my mouth. I soon got into a perfect rhythm as I bounced back and forth in perfect unison.
“Can I come, Mistress?” Ashley begged, her voice trembling as she asked.
“Are you getting turned on watching your boyfriend getting it from both ends, my pet?” Rhianna asked.
“It’s soooooo fucking hot,” Ashley admitted, her hands firmly on my body.
“Come, slut, come as you fall deeper into your complete submission to me,” Rhianna demanded.
“Yeeeeesssss,” Ashley screamed, seconds later as her orgasm quaked through her body, and conversely through mine as well.
I too wanted to come, my cock stiff and hard as it had been for the entire time I was being used by Troy and Jamal.
A couple more minutes of me fucking myself on Troy’s cock had me wanting to feel Troy come in my ass, to take another of Jamal’s loads down my throat and to hopefully shoot a load myself.
“Keep milking my cock, Coach,” Troy groaned, and a few seconds later I felt the indescribable feeling of him coming in my ass, a feeling that sent trembles of intense pleasure to my cock that was beginning to hurt from lack of sexual release.
Jamal, close himself, grabbed my head and began fucking my face as Troy pulled out and I felt a gush of cum slip out of my ass and began sliding down my leg. The feeling was so submissively wrong and yet felt so right.
Suddenly, I felt Ashley move off me and seconds later I felt someone crawling underneath me, as I felt a mouth, assumedly hers, wrap around my cock. Desperation taking over, I began awkwardly fucking her mouth, making her gag while my mouth was simultaneously being fucked as well.
“Come Coach,” Troy ordered.
With the permission I had been waiting for, I shot my load into Ashley’s eager mouth just as Jamal pulled out and shot his sticky white goo all over my grimacing face, my orgasm so intense I could barely keep myself up from collapsing onto Ashley.
As soon as my orgasm was done, I rolled to my left and fell onto my back, my body exhausted from being used as a fucktoy by my two black masters…being split-roasted.
Ashley moved to me and kissed me passionately, Jamal’s cum accidentally being shared between us. The kiss was passionate and urgent a wordless message that we were both thanking each other for allowing one another the liberty to fulfill our dark secret bi-sexual desires.
“Ah isn’t that sweet,” Jamal chuckled.
Rhianna defended us. “It’s actually pretty fucking cool. A couple who have allowed each other such sexual freedom without the jealousy and petty bullshit that usually stunts relationships.”
“Whatever,” Jamal dismissed Rhianna’s words.
“I love you,” Ashley whispered, not loud enough for our audience to hear.
“Ditto,” I whispered back, quoting another of Ashley’s favorite movies.
“I hate to break up you two lovebirds, but we are all supposed to head up to the lake for some quality family time,” Troy said.
Jamal laughed, “I think we just had some quality family time.”
Rhianna stood up, the strap-on cock still on her waist, “I do want an answer to that earlier question one day soon, my pet. Will you let my brothers dp that white cunt and ass of yours?”
Troy added, “On that note, Coach, will you submit to Rhianna too if she decides she would like to have a white male cunt-licker?”
Ashley and I both looked at each other. Our eyes spoke volumes. We loved each other unconditionally, and nothing would ever change that. Yet, we were not yet ready to cross the last remaining line.
Ashley asked hesitantly, “Mistress, I hope you can understand and appreciate that Adam and I agreed to only allow each other to submit to our bi-sexual needs.”
After a brief moments silence, Rhianna smiled, “I respect that. You two are truly a couple that were meant for each other.”
“Thank you, Mistress,” Ashley smiled.
“Fair enough,” Troy agreed, shrugging, “I am not sure you could handle two big cocks in you anyway.”
Ashley smiled back, “Who says I haven’t already?”
Rhianna laughed, “Right back at you big brother.”
Soon we were all dressed and heading our own ways.
Rhianna clarified, “I do want you to try and seduce my mother.”
“Of course, Mistress,” Ashley smiled, loving a challenge, as she asked, “Why?”
“She is such a prude and a submissive too dad that I think it would be fun to open her up a bit,” Rhianna shrugged.
Jamal quipped, “I bet you would like to open her up you little dyke.”
“Better than a fag like you,” Rhianna shot back.
“Fuck you,” Jamal snapped.
“I bet you fantasize about that all the time you perv,” Rhianna smirked back.
Troy intervened, “Let’s keep the incest innuendo to the family.” I instantly wondered if there was more than just watching each other between the siblings…had Troy fucked his sister? I doubted it, it was probably just talking shit like Troy always did, but it did make me wonder.
Rhianna shrugged, “And you are going to take me to Boston, right?”
“That…I am looking forward too,” Ashley smiled. “I did some research about this Le Chateau Club; it sounds like the best place in the world.”
“Aunt Rosie says it is,” Rhianna said, her tone getting giddy again.
“Just give me a date and I will take it off from work,” Ashley said.
“We will have a fun, fun drive,” Rhianna smiled.
“Oh, I imagine we will,” Ashley smiled back.
Rhianna moved in and kissed Ashley passionately. “You were great, my pet.”
“Thank you, Mistress,” Ashley replied.
“You were great too, Coach,” Troy said, moving towards me like he was going to kiss me.
Even though I had sucked cock, swallowed cum, had facials and been sodomized, I still didn’t see myself as gay…yet kissing another man seemed…well gay.
Troy laughed as he reached me, clearly seeing the confusion in my eyes, “I’m not going to kiss you, Coach. I’m not gay.” Instead he shook my hand and said, “Until next time.”
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