"I'm not worried, Massa. Just tell me the bed is big enough to hold all three of us and I'll be happy."
"You're insatiable, you know that?" he chuckled.
"Would you want me any other way?"
The moment they sat down to eat, the doorbell rang. It was obvious who it would be.
"Hi Massa," Valerie said cheerfully.
Suspiciously she wore a trench coat, a sheepish grin beaming back at her love. When the door closed, the coat came open a peak.
"I know we're having dinner during a serious pow-wow but I wanted to give you a glimpse of a naughty fantasy of mine. I've been lusting to do this for a long time, Massa, and I know you'll know how to treat me right."
From bottom to top, Valerie caught Nik's undivided attention. Sneakers, knee high socks, a short skirt, and what looked like a uniform top that showed all her muscular midriff. Once Nik's eye looked up to her face, a slow moving tongue crossed over purple painted lips. Fastening the jacket belt, she strolled into the living room like a naughty minx teasing her Massa.
"I'm not going to show my goods right away. I want you teased, edged, and wanting me more than this bitch here," she said playfully, seductively, and while running a finger along Michelle's shoulders.
"I'm not your bitch, Val."
"Not yet," came the reply in a sultry whisper, lips agonizingly close to a receptive ear.
The entire act Valerie put on was to tease her new Massa, tease him like she had been teased the past few days. What red-blooded male doesn't enjoy some hot lesbian action, especially when he knows both of them will turn it into a threesome at the snap of a finger?
Both hands began rubbing Michelle's shoulders, letting the collared woman nestle her head back and enjoy the service. Controlled breathes allowed Nik the voyeuristic pleasure of seeing her chest extend outward. A set of eyes never left his for a moment, and that tongue kept making slow trips over painted lips.
"I think he enjoys the show, Michelle. Just look at that bulge in his pants. We've been milking him dry this week yet he still has the ability to get hard for us. Is Massa turned on by his two bitches playing together? You want to see us kiss, don't you, naughty man?"
Valerie took over the dominant position, groping, molesting Michelle's body in front of Nik as he sat down on the couch. The bulge jailed inside tight pants was a sign of how pleasing the sight was.
"Doesn't she have a hot body? I'm not jealous you want to fuck her, Massa. I'm getting wet feeling her up, and if I'm wet then this black bitch must be soaked as well...Look at that glisten on my fingertips."
All the fingers were shoved into Michelle's awaiting mouth, sucking on them as if they were four tiny cocks invading. Her own fingers rubbed a moist cunt vigorously. They could all hear the sloppy sound of a girl past the verge of flooding. She didn't need any instructions or orders as an experienced tongue licked along each ebony finger, the palm, and the wrist, making love to her superior's hand.
"I know what Massa wants, Michelle. He wants to see us kiss. I can see it on his face. He wants to see our tongues dance and love each other, our hands exploring the peaks and valleys of our bodies, and more importantly, us eating each other out like nasty, depraved niggers for his white cock to fuck viciously."
Giving those luscious, purple painted lips one last lick, Valerie kissed Michelle passionately. Tongues swirled, lips locked, and moans echoed from both women. Hands and fingers caressed the other's body. It was exactly as Valerie described it would happen.
The entire time Nik kept tempted hands at the side of his legs. So badly he wanted to either jump in and ravage them, or pull out his cock and stroke one out over the ebony beauties. But this was a show, an act for his pleasure. He wanted to relax and enjoy the performance like a king would in his castle. Therefore the young teacher took out a carton of the takeout Chinese and began eating, watching, enjoying being treated like royalty.
SMACK!
Valerie enforced her dominance over Michelle, spanking her butt roughly. Each whack got a coo from the Amazon, only enticing the dominant to spank harder. Valerie knew Michelle was all talk. Only Nik knew of the unfulfilling relationship with her husband, but Val saw enough of their live-action carnal productions to figure out the beauty needed a beast.
"I'm going to make you eat out my ass like a good negress, Michelle. You're going to get me nice and clean for our Massa so he can gape open my ass, fill me with that delicious seed, and then feed it to you with a straw. You better hope he finds a chink or sand nigger to add to our loving family, someone more submissive than you or else you'll be the bottom bitch for good."
Letting go of her co-worker, Valerie stood up straight and slowly peeled away the trench coat in front of Nik. More of the cheerleading uniform saw daylight. Even though she added ten years, it fit her snuggly in a good way. It extenuated her fine form, letting each curve and muscle shine in the light against ebony skin. Leaning forward, doing a three-sixty with her upper body only, the kinky principal began to put on a show for the pair.
Five minutes of dancing, teasing, taking off and fastening back up the jacket, the woman was possessed to taunt the pair to the edge of ecstasy. Part of the sex-addled brain wanted to get Nik to pop in his tight pants so she could lick up his delicious, protein enriched cum through the material, sucking each drop out of the fabric.
"I know you must be confused, Michelle when I called you the bottom bitch. He ain't a pimp and we're not on the street." She ran a finger seductively under Michelle's chin. "I'm the boss bitch, and so be a good girl and get that tongue ready. I've got a feeling Massa is going to pop soon and as much as I would enjoy sucking the cum from his pants, I'd rather make you slurp it from my holes with a straw."
Sitting down between Nik's legs, Valerie got comfortable rubbing the back of her skull against the huge bulge that waited to be unleashed in the soon to be clean shit hole. Taking off her panties, the principal handed them to Nik and then waved Michelle into the proper position.
"Feel free to gag me, Massa, if I'm too loud for you. Fuck, your cock bulge feels so good against my head. It is going to feel so much better when it is in my clean ass. Look at this nigger slut, Massa, shoving her tongue into that dirty hole. Maybe you can let her clean you out when you fuck me if it pleases you."
Nik gave the panties a strong sniff. The scent of orgasm filled wanton nostrils. He lost count, and stopped caring, how many times Valerie orgasmed. She just did when in his presence. But like she said, it did please him to gag the bitch...the boss bitch...with her own soiled underwear.
"Michelle won't be the only one eating out my ass. The two of you can share the duty. You want to be the boss bitch, Valerie? You've got to work from the bottom up. You've got to show me you can handle everything I give you and more, be able to break in the new girls to my perfect whims without the need to micromanage you. Girl shows up, you break her in."
Valerie tried to say something but it was a mixture of muffled words and moans. Michelle was not subtle, or quiet, when feasting on the black butt crack. Slurps and licks joined together with moans to form a perverse chorus reserved for only the most hardcore of pornographic films.
SMACK!
The palm of Nik's hand showed its love to Valerie's face.
"Moan for me, painwhore. When you moan, when you orgasm, when you talk shit to me, it is only because it turns me on. Don't forget that when I loosen your leash you're still wearing it and I'll snap it back in an instant. But I know you both know that. You two are Massa's house negresses, so happy and loyal to stay in the house and get out of the sun on the plantation."
When Nik got more visceral with his word choice, the images in the two girl's heads filled with naughty, depraved acts. They all knew the words he said had racist connotations but what was the difference between that and calling them bitches or sluts? History? It turned them on, got their juices flowing, made them wild for more. They all found within each other the iron that could sharpen the other. Michelle was stuck in a loveless marriage out of convenience and couldn't find the right man despite other affairs. Valerie remained a virgin until the dam broke between her legs to signal she found her soul mate. Nik went from fling to fling, never finding the spark to challenge his sexual creativity and passions. Together, in this unabashed orgy, all three knew they found what they dreamed of.
