We entered our little apartment, Owen kicked off his shoes and waited for me to show him in. Becky was probably waiting right in bed so it was up to me to make light small talk and offer some drinks. Owen took a gin tonic and I poured myself a big glass of scotch to relax a little. I noticed an empty glass with lipstick on the counter thinking that Becky had probably took a shot too to get her more in the mood. Owen again managed to be friendly and to relax me and I enjoyed talking with him.
After some minutes of friendly chatting I heard Becky's soothing voice from the bedroom calling us to come to her for some fun.
Owen put down his drink and gestured me to show him the way and we both went into our bedroom where Becky was sprawled on the bed in her lingerie laying on her side resting her head on one arm looking all seductive with her makeup. She had turned the lights down low and said to me almost in a whisper: "Uh honey, won't you introduce me to our guest?" while she glanced over Owen's perfectly toned body. He just grinned and nodded in her direction as I introduced him to Becky and then Becky to him.
She winked at him with her long fake eyelashes and traced a red fingernail along her thigh. In her fishnet stockings she looked like a juicy rolled roast ready to be devoured. Seeing her laying there with all her pale wobbly flesh barely held in by the strings of her lingerie I felt myself getting hard wondering if Owen at least slightly found her attractive as well. I looked over to him still smiling and with his deep base voice he said to Becky: "I see you want to go straight to the fun part!", as he started to take of his white t-shirt showing of his shiny muscles. He smelled so fresh and manly when he threw his shirt down next to me. Becky and I just stared at him in awe and he noticed it and with a smile slowly started to unbutton his jeans. At this point I couldn't even tell if my dolled up wife or this black smooth god of a man made me more hard. I didn't even care anymore anyways. My wife had called me her little faggot husband for so long and didn't seem to care at all if it was true or not that all shame seemed to have left me as well.
Owen meanwhile had stepped out of his jeans and was standing there in black boxer briefs this time looking at Becky and me in turn.
"So should I continue or do one of you guys want to unpack your present?" He asked again with confidence dripping from every pore.
Becky shifted position and wiggled her feet in the air squealing like a little pig with the effort to pull off her g-string and rolling it over her thick thighs then kicking it into the corner. She hoisted herself up on her knees and elbows, shoving her enormous jiggly white ass in Owen's direction looking over her shoulder. With one hand she reached underneath herself and with her plump fat sausage fingers fumbled her loose leaking vagina in front of us. With an out of breath moan from the exhaustion of moving around to be on all fours she whispered to me: "Honey why don't you make my present wet and ready and show me what a little perverted fag you are. You know that gets me going." She winked at Owen conspiratorially then Becky pursed her lips and blew a patronizing kiss in my direction.
Owen's smile broadened as he gave a quarter turn in my direction opening his big hands to invite me towards his crotch. I gulped with excitement and wanted to instantly get on my knees when he interrupted me noticing the straining bulge in my pants.
"Don't you want to get more comfortable first as well my friend" he boomed at me and I nodded sheepishly. I stumbled around clumsily undressing quickly and dropping all of my clothes on the pile of Owen's garments. Standing there pale and naked with my little hard dick out I felt like a small embarrassed boy blushing. Becky gave of a loud giggle looking at me next to this black hunk which should have made me angry but instead it just made my little dick strain and twitch even harder. Owen was not mocking me as openly as Becky did but still his grin was broad and pitying as he looked my white naked body up and down. Then he said "Come here big boy!" With open arms inviting me to his manly crotch while my wife gave off another shrill giggle.
I knelt down in front of his huge dark feet and like I had practiced in the club I let my hand glide over the bulge in his briefs then slowly dragged them down revealing his package.
I heard Becky's excited moan as she saw this beautiful chocolate log jumping out in front of my face. She noisily shoved two or three fingers into her fat glistening cunt massaging her hole while watching her husband degrade himself in front of her.
"Oh yes! Do it! Suck it dirty little fag!" She panted looking at me intensely.
Owen lowered his big hand on my head like a priest giving a blessing and caressed my hair. "You heard your lovely wife! Go ahead!" He urged me on as well and I closed my eyes and bent forward starting to kiss his cockhead while grabbing the base of his shaft. I massaged him and licked the tip, tasting the first musky drip of Owen's precum, stroking him all hard and then I slipped his meat into my mouth sucking him in as good as I could, the way Becky had trained me on our dildo making Owen all wet and slippery for my beautiful wife. I heard Owen's deep groan as my tongue slurped along the underside of his shaft and the panting and squishy sounds coming from the bed as my wife looked on and masturbated. It took me the better part of three minutes and a lot of saliva to slobber up Owen's now fully hard cock all around and back up to his balls. While I worked his huge dark balls in my mouth with his shaft laying across my face dripping sweet hot precum on my forehead I noticed that Owen had also shaved himself all smooth for the occasion.
After I had finished my work making Owen all glistening and slippery I pulled back a little admiring my work thinking I could use a glass of water with all the spit I used up around his man-meat. I was trying to catch my breath wanting a little break expecting for Owen to make his move in the direction of Becky's ass but instead my wife interrupted my thoughts by cooing towards me: "Now make me wet as well honey, will you?"
Still slightly out of breath I looked over as she was jiggling her whale ass in my direction. "B...but you already are dripping on the sheets with your juices honey?" I said still exhausted from working my jaw around this massive cock and balls.
