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Chapter Twelve

It was almost nine o’clock.

David had checked on Cassie, and found her sleeping peacefully once again; the tinny noise of her hypnosis tapes playing through her headphones.

He checked the drawer and, as expected, found just twelve of her sleeping pills left.

And then he heard a rap on the back door.

Mouth dry, he went to answer it.

But as David opened the door, Brandon’s wasn’t the face that greeted him.

“Yo,” it was another black guy – a burly looking dude with a gold tooth and shaved head. “S’up, blood?”

Brandon was standing behind him, and ushered this stranger into David’s kitchen.

“H-hey,” David staggered back, watching this big man swagger in ahead of Brandon. “Who is this?” He sucked his breath in through his teeth. “Who the
hell
is this?”

“Relax, Man,” Brandon assured him. “It’s cool. This is my cousin Tyrone.”

“But what is he
doing
here?”

“Oh, him?” Brandon shrugged, as casually as if he’d just invited somebody over for happy hour. “I was telling him about your hot-ass wife and he wanted to come check her out.”

David nearly exploded.

“What the
fuck
do you mean?” he snapped. “Get him out! Get out!” He started to push Tyrone towards the back door – and that turned out to be a very bad move indeed.

Like an angry bear, Tyrone whipped around and clamped a big, black hand over David’s throat. Then he picked up the smaller man and slammed him into the wall; so David’s feet were dangling off the floor.

“Don’t you fucking
touch me
, man.”

David’s face went white. His whole body went limp, as a defense mechanism – kind of like “playing possum.”

“Woah, ease up on the kid, man,” Brandon stepped in, and laid his hands on Tyrone’s arms; encouraging him to lower David back to the floor. “He’s just looking out for his woman, dig?” And then Brandon turned to David. “Yeah, you don’t want to pull that shit with Tyrone.” He sniffed. “Let’s just say my cousin isn’t as…
refined
as the likes of you and me.”

David staggered back, clutching his throat.

“Y-you can’t do this,” he gasped. “The arrangement was f-for...”

Brandon laughed.

“Arrangement? Our
arrangement
?” The big, black man narrowed his eyes. “I seem to remember, the
arrangement
was I got to look at your wife’s tits. But instead, I bust my nut in the bitch last night, so it seems to be that the ‘
arrangement
’ is kind of
fluid
.”

He patted his cousin on the shoulder.

“And it just so happens I owe Tyrone here five hundred bucks,” Brandon grinned, “and he’s willing to…
overlook
that if he gets his turn with your sweet-ass woman.”

“No, no, no,” David shook his head. “Absolutely
not
.”

Brandon rubbed his hands together.

“Listen, buddy,” he placed a heavy hand on each of David’s shoulders and stared into the smaller man’s eyes intently. “I kind of
owe
Tyrone, and you kind of owe
me
– and I’ve got a feeling that whether you say ‘yes’ or ‘no’ to this, it’s going to happen either way.”

David swallowed. He felt like he was going to vomit.

“Let me see her,” Tyrone grinned. “Man, my balls are aching.”

“She’s this way,” Brandon pushed David aside, and the two big, black men started striding down the corridor towards the bedroom.

“Wait,” David called after them; and when they ignored him, he just scurried in their wake. “Wait! Guys!”

Brandon was already opening the door to the bedroom. He held up his thick finger to his lips. “Sssssh!” Then they peered inside.

“Aw, man,” Tyrone’s eyes widened as the light fell across the bed. “She looks like an angel.” He turned to David and snorted: “How’d this skinny white boy score a beautiful girl like that?”

“Beats me,” Brandon laughed. “Come on; let’s take a closer look.”

“Guys,” David warned. “Seriously,
guys
…” But they ignored him.

Brandon stood at the top of the bed and grabbed the covers; lifting them up and exposing Cassie’s pale, curvy body.

“
Dayum
,” Tyrone groaned. “Fuck, man. She’s gorgeous.” He started unbuckling his belt.

“Woah,” David stepped forward and grabbed Tyrone’s shoulder. “What the hell do you think you’re….
uumph
.”

The ‘uumph’ was because Tyrone’s big fist had just impacted with David’s stomach; knocking the air straight out of his lungs and sending him slumping onto the opposite wall.

“Stay down,” Tyrone ordered, and continued unbuckling his pants.

They fell to the floor just as the winded David looked up – and he immediately lost his breath again.

Tyrone was naked from the waist down, and hanging from between his legs was the biggest slab of cock David had ever seen; even on the Internet. It made Brandon’s impressive dick seem entirely average; and made David feel like a eunuch by comparison.

Tyrone saw the look on David’s face.

“You like this, white boy?” He sneered. “I figured as much. Just wait ‘til you see it buried in that hot ass wife of yours.”

And to David’s shame, he suddenly had an urge to see just that.

“Yo,” Brandon was also stripping off his shirt. “What are you gonna do? You can’t go in dry, man.”

“I got it.”

Tyrone turned to David again. He pulled off his shirt; revealing a muscular body covered in tattoos. He tossed the shirt at David’s head, and then knelt, naked, in front of the cowering husband.

“I saw that look in your eyes, white boy,” he sneered. “You
want
to see me fuck your wife.” He reached over and grabbed David’s chin between his thumb and finger. “You do, don’t you? Brandon told me about the last time – you jerking your little cocktail weinie off over your wife’s tits.”

The big man leaned forward; so David could feel his hot breath on his face.

“I’m about to fuck your wife,” Tyrone hissed, “and if you don’t want me to tear her up, you better get her ready.” He grabbed David’s collar and wrenched the smaller man onto his knees. “Crawl over there, bitch, and get her wet and ready for me.”

“W-what?”

Slap!

Tyrone had just bitch-slapped David. The smaller man fell to the carpet, clutching his stinging cheek.

“You heard me,” the big man growled. “Don’t make me ask again. Now get on your fucking knees over there and eat that bitch out until she’s
dripping
.”

David whimpered.

“
Now
, bitch!”

Trembling, David clambered to his knees and crawled across the room to the edge of the bed. Then he found himself kneeling beside Cassie, head level with her hips.

Hands trembling, he grabbed her knees and parted the sleeping woman’s knees. That exposed her neatly trimmed pussy; which opened like a flower as her thighs spread.

The two black men were towering over David, watching impatiently.

Nervously, David leaned forward, and opened his mouth.

A moment later, his lips were touching her lips; and the sleeping wife moaned almost imperceptibly at the sensation.

David’s tongue parted her pussy lips, and he tasted the familiar tang of Cassie’s delicious cunt. Despite the humiliation and terror of his current circumstances, David felt himself growing hard as the scent of his wife’s pussy flooded his nostrils.

And Cassie was reacting as well. Even though she was unconscious, her body responded to David’s lips and tongue and wetness flooded his mouth.

Eagerly, David started circling her clit with his tongue, and he shifted his weight so he could reach between Cassie’s legs with one hand. That allowed him to press two fingers against the tight little fissure of his wife’s cunt.

He pressed, and felt resistance. Lifting his mouth from Cassie’s clit for a moment, David sucked his two fingers until they were glistening with saliva and then tried again. This time, her tight little pussy opened up and his fingers sunk inside; right up to his knuckles.

Fingering Cassie’s g-spot and slathering her clit with his tongue had the desired effect. Within minutes, the sleeping wife’s breath had become deep and ragged, and her pussy was soaking wet; David’s fingers making an audible ‘squish’ as he pumped them in and out of her tight cunt.

“’Kay, bro,” it was Tyrone, grabbing David’s collar and pulling his head from between Cassie’s legs. “That’s enough. I can hear how fucking wet she is.”

David slumped to the floor, and found himself level with Tyrone’s crotch. The big, black man’s cock was half hard, and as long and thick as David’s forearm – just inches from his face.

“Tell you what, punk,” Tyrone sneered, gazing down at the cowering husband. “You can have a little treat, if you want. Get my dick nice and wet, so it goes into your wife’s cunt smooth and easy.”

David’s eyes widened.

“W-what?”

“You heard,” Tyrone gripped the root of his thick, flaccid dick and swung it into David’s face with a wet and meaty-sounding ‘thwack.’ “Suck it, bitch.”

Chapter Thirteen

David tried to form a response, but he couldn’t. His head was reeling.

He wasn’t gay. He’d never even
thought
about sucking another guy’s dick before; and if he had, he was sure his response would have been disgust.

But instead of that, David was feeling something else.
Curiosity
.

His face was inches away from Tyrone’s enormous dick, and the sting of its meaty impact of his cheek still hurt. But David found his mouth watering…

Without thinking about it – instinctively – the white husband leaned forward; and the next moment he found himself opening his mouth. 

“Oh, fuuuuck,” Tyrone groaned, as he felt David’s mouth envelop the head of his massive cock. “That’s right, you little man-bitch. Suck it.”

And David did.

He’d never sucked a cock before – never even
thought
of sucking a cock before – but he was a guy, and instinctively knew that what would feel good for him would probably feel good for Tyrone.

So he sucked, and he swirled his tongue around the thick head of Tyrone’s dick, and he bobbed his head up and down until he gagged. Saliva started drooling down his chin and Tyrone’s massive, flaccid dick started to swell. Soon it stretched the corner of David’s mouth and prodded uncomfortably against his tonsils.

Just as he started to choke, Tyrone grabbed a fistful of David’s hair and wrenched the husband’s mouth off his dick. The black man’s enormous cock slid from between David’s lips with a wet and sloppy ‘slurp’.

“Damn,” Tyrone looked impressed. He was gazing down at his massive brown cock; glistening and rock-hard, like a freshly-oiled baseball bat. “You suck cock like a bitch.” The thug smirked. “You kept that up, I might have bust my nut down your throat, boy.”

David’s eyes widened. For a second, his cock throbbed at the thought.

“But I got other plans,” and Tyrone pushed past him and crawled onto the bed.

Kneeling on the floor, David watched with horror as the bulky black man crawled between his sleeping wife’s legs. Hunched over her, Tyrone gripped the base of his massive black cock and aimed the head for the glistening lips of Cassie’s wet and waiting pussy.

“Oh, fuck,” Tyrone groaned, as he nuzzled the head of his cock between the folds of Cassie’s pussy. “She’s sweet as apple pie, this bitch.” He rubbed the head of his cock up and down the slit of Cassie’s pussy, opening her up and coating his tip with her wetness. “I bet this is going to go in smooth and easy.”

And it did.

As David watched, Tyrone eased his hips forward; and Cassie’s pussy opened to accept him. Inch after inch of that massive black dick slid inside her; stretching her pussy wide. At the half-way mark, the sleeping girl even arched her back and groaned; her hips lifting and give Tyrone even easier access.

“Oh, shiiit,” he groaned, as he finally buried himself balls-deep inside her. “This bitch is tighter than a monkey’s knot.” He gazed down at Cassie’s serene face, on the pillow beneath him, and bent down to lick her cheek.

David tried to get up as he watched this big, black brute lick his wife’s face, but Brandon had stepped up behind him and he pushed him back down.

“She might be tight,” Tyrone turned to the two other men as he started thrusting, “but this bitch took every inch of me.” The bed started rocking as Tyrone fucked the sleeping wife. “Ain’t many white women who can do that.”

David watched with horror at the sight: Tyrone’s big, black body between his wife’s pale, white thighs. Tyrone’s huge back and massive shoulders, riddled with gang tattoos. His bony hips and tight ass, pounding up and down as he forced that massive cock in and out of David’s unconscious wife.

And then David looked lower, and his eyes widened.

He could see it. He could see that massive shaft pistoning in and out of her – glistening with Cassie’s wetness. Tyrone’s big, black balls swung back and forth as he fucked her, and they slapped against her ass wetly with each thrust.

“Dayum,” Tyrone gasped. “I’m about to bust my nut,” he turned to David and locked his gaze with the trembling husband. “You ready to watch me cum in your sweet little wife, white boy?”

“N-no,” David murmured. “Please…”

“What he’s trying to tell you,” Brandon laughed, patting David on the shoulder, “is that his woman ain’t on any form of birth control. In fact, they’re trying for a baby.” He looked down at David and stroked his cheek. “Ain’t that right?”

David whimpered.

“Well,” Tyrone groaned, “this bitch ain’t going to be trying for very much longer.” And then he arched his back, and thrust himself as deeply inside of Cassie as he could, and groaned.

“Oh, fuuuck,” Tyrone’s eyes rolled upwards and David could see his muscular ass contract. “I’m cumming.” And then he spurted inside David’s fertile wife; flooding her with his potent black cum.

David’s stomach flipped. He didn’t know what to do, or think, or say. He just watched, in horror, as this complete stranger potentially impregnated his sleeping wife.

After several seconds, Tyrone’s body relaxed. Gasping for breath, the big, black man leaned back and David watched him pull his softening cock from Cassie’s tight pussy. Even half-flaccid, Tyrone’s cock was immense; and it acted like a stopper in a bottle. As the thug pulled his shaft from Cassie’s tightness, it was followed by a deluge of cum; pouring in rivulets down the crack of her pale ass cheeks.

“Aww, shit,” Tyrone grinned, as he clambered off the bed. “I hadn’t cum in a couple of days. I filled that bitch right up.”

“Well, she ain’t had her fill yet,” Brandon grinned, unbuckling his pants. “Watching that got me hotter than Georgia asphalt.” A moment later his pants fell around his ankles and he stepped out of them. “Reckon I’m gonna have me some sloppy seconds.”

David’s eyes widened. He’d already seen Brandon’s impressive cock before; but this time it was already standing to attention; rock hard and throbbing.

As David knelt on the floor, he watched Brandon take his turn; clambering onto the bed and positioning himself between Cassie’s thighs.

“She’s fucking dripping,” Brandon groaned, as he positioned himself at the entrance to her freshly-fucked pussy. “This is going to be like sinking into melting butter.”

“Ha!” Tyrone was struggling into his pants. “You’re welcome, brother.”

And then Brandon found out for himself.

Lurching forward, he thrust into Cassie’s still body and, as expected, her freshly-fucked pussy welcomed his enormous cock eagerly. There was a ‘squish’ as Brandon sunk straight to his balls inside her; and then he started thrusting.

David watched, transfixed.

The bed rocked. The bedsprings creaked. Cassie’s mouth let out a soft ‘mew’ at every thrust – and there was a ‘slurp’ every time Brandon withdrew to prepare for another thrust.

“Oh,
shit
, man,” Tyrone stood up for a better look. “You’re fucking drenching the sheets.”

“Hey, don’t blame me,” Brandon was sweating. The older and heavier man couldn’t keep up with Tyrone’s pace. “You filled her up.”

His thrusts grew faster.

“Ah, man. I can feel it.” He turned to David. “I’m about to bust my nut too. How do you feel, watching two black dudes cum inside your wife? You like that?”

David said nothing, but he didn’t need to.

“Sure he does,” Tyrone whooped. “Check out his little boner, sticking out the front of his pants.”

And David realized they were right. The front of his slacks were sticking out in a tent – formed by his rock hard erection.

“Oh, he
likes
it,” Tyrone grinned. “Tell me, boy. Did ya like sucking my cock earlier too?”

“Maybe he wants his turn after I’m finished in the bitch,” Brandon groaned, humping away.

“Nawww,” Tyrone shook his head. “After she’s had both of us, his little wiener won’t be able to feel nothing. It’ll be like throwing a hot dog down the Lincoln Tunnel.”

“Awww,” Brandon stuck out his bottom lip sarcastically. “Maybe he wants to jack off over his wife’s pretty titties again.”

“Yeah,” Tyrone licked his lips. “I’d like to see
that
.”

Brandon paused his thrusting and growled at David.

“C’mon then, boy. Get on your feet. Lose those pants.”

“Yeah, bitch,” Tyrone grabbed the collar of his shirt and heft him upright. David’s legs wobbled. “Get naked. Show us that puny little dick of yours.”

David didn’t know what to do – so, as he normally did in circumstances like that, he did as he was told.

Fingers trembling, he unbuttoned his shirt and slipped out of it. Then, nervously, he unbuckled his pants. A moment later, the scrawny white husband was standing naked with his hard-on straining for attention.

“Jeez, you look like I could snap you like a twig,” Tyrone whistled.

“C’mon,” Brandon was thrusting again, and the bed was creaking in protest. “Get up here. I’m gonna bust my nut the same time you do.”

“Yeah,” Tyrone pushed David forward. “Let’s see that! Let’s see you cover her titties in jizz when Brandon blows his load inside your bitch.”

David shuffled forward. He looked down at his naked wife, as she slept on the bed. Her whole body was being rocked back and forth in time to Brandon’s thrusts, and her big, pale breasts jiggled as the bed moved. It was hot.
Fucking hot
.

David’s hand dropped to his crotch and he started jerking himself off.

“Yeah,” Brandon watched. “That’s the spirit.” He started pounding harder. “Think you can cum before I do?” He increased his pace. “I’m fucking close, boy.”

David continued jerking.

“So what did you do the last time?” Brandon demanded, as he fucked David’s sleeping wife. “After I’d cum in her? Is this bitch going to wake up in nine months’ time with a black baby coming out of her?”

David continued masturbating, but grunted: “I ate it out of her.”

“What did you say? I couldn’t catch that.”

“I said I
ate it out of her
,” David felt his cheeks burning. “I went down on her and got it all out.” He looked down in shame. “With my mouth.”

“Fuuuck,” Brandon’s face lit up. “Did’ya hear that, Tyrone? I bust my nut in the bitch last night and this little bitch
ate it out of her
afterward.”

“Shiiiit,” Tyrone’s eyebrows shot up. “That’s
nasty
.”

“I didn’t want her getting pregnant,” David admitted.

“Well, fuck, that ain’t gonna work,” Brandon shrugged.

“I dunno, it might.” Tyrone snapped. “Besides, better ‘n nothing, right?”

“Well, I hope you’re hungry, bitch,” Brandon groaned, looking up at David with a sneer, “because it’s chow time.”

And with that, the big man let out a low groan and thrust hard into David’s sleeping wife.

“Ohhh,
fuuuck
,” he groaned. “I’m cummin’ in her, David. You see that? I’m blowing a big load deep in your pretty wife’s cunt.”

“Aww, man,” Tyrone clapped his hands. “That’s a baby maker right there.”

“Sure is,” Brandon squirmed, as if adjusting his position to make sure the last few spurts hit their target. “Good ‘n deep inside the little slut.”

And as Brandon came inside her, David came over her. Stroking his cock, he felt his balls contract and spurts of hot cum jetted out; splattering his wife’s beautiful tits like drops of frosting.

“Good man!” Tyrone cheered. “Glaze that bitch!”

And David did, squeezing each and every drop from his throbbing cock until he was finally empty.

“That was an impressive load,” Brandon peered at the sticky mess all over Cassie’s tits. “Been holding it in a while?”

The big man clambered off David’s wife, and there was a sticky sounding ‘slurp’ as his long, softening cock pulled from her well-used cunt. It was followed by an even bigger deluge of cum.

“
Dayum
,” Tyrone’s eyes widened as he saw it. “That bitch is a
mess
.”

“Yeah,” Brandon nodded, as he climbed off the bed. He turned to David. “Quit fucking about and get on your knees, bitch. It’s clean up in Aisle Four.”

“Yeah,” Tyrone grinned. “If you don’t start eating that out of her, the bitch is knocked up for sure.”

“Go on,” Brandon insisted.

“Fucking hurry up, man,” Tyrone hissed.

Cock growing soft, the naked husband dropped to his knees and crawled to where Cassie was lying. He lifted her knees to give himself access - and soon found himself looking down at her open, overflowing pussy.

Cassie’s cunt was open and dripping; like a glistening pink flower, drooling with cum. The thick, pearlescent fluid was dribbling down between her ass cheeks, and without even thinking about it, David dropped his head to catch it before it soaked the bed sheets.

He extended his tongue and it slipped between her ass cheeks. Cum flooded it, and David slurped it up; sucking the salty strings into his mouth eagerly. He swallowed, mind reeling at the thought of drinking a cum cocktail straight out his wife’s freshly-fucked cunt.