Michelle snuck out in the morning, but not before leaving a sexy note on the kitchen counter. Breakfast was already made for Nik and Valerie. It was fun being the cook, taking on the domesticated housewife role. Even though she technically was married, she never wanted to cook for the hubby. Getting thank you texts throughout the week from Nik, saying he enjoyed the food, sent a tingle of joy in her heart. She knew it was real, unlike the marriage.
The chocolatey skin had a copious helping of white glaze spread all over. Michelle chose to keep the street whore look as she drove home. Cum still leaked out of her sore pussy. Nik was a wild man with her. It still sent a shiver up her spine to rethink how she passed out from the pounding, face first in Valerie's creampie.
When she woke up, Nik still had his ivory cock in her cunt, humping away at her. It felt naughty being used like a bitch, especially with Valerie around to share in the fun. Nothing beat the best protein shake straight from the source.
Tonight had more deviant fun planned, as she bought a kinky outfit to show off to Massa. Valerie and her gossiped how much they enjoyed his attention to their physiques. Michelle told her that previous flings burnt out because they couldn't handle the fit look. The idea was comical. So many people thought they wanted to look like men by hitting the gym so much. Too many in the public immediately thought up mental images of steroid injecting girls at the Miss Olympia, the real bodybuilders. Too many potential flings were intimidated by strong, hard, but feminine muscles. Guys had fantasies of fucking Wonder Woman, but suddenly don't like the idea when she appeared live and in living color.
But the way Nik felt up her body, stroked her skin, caressed the firm yet tender spots, it was like having a personal master masseuse. Smooth hands paid special attention to unconventional spots. Hair, tits, ass, even thighs get the most attention on a woman's body, but Nik put emphasis on her abs, her arms, even the middle of her back. Every area was given even billing. He was training her body to be in perpetual bliss, not a single area overstimulated or desensitized.
Even in such a short time, Michelle could feel it affecting her. Kisses on her calf muscle made her as wet as if he tongued her mouth. She felt Massa was a natural, so sexually superior to everyone else that his cock size was only a bonus, a fetish. As much of a size queen she was because of him, she knew if Massa's cock got chopped in half it'd be better than any other guy. Nik was the total package for her. She was his nigger, and he was her cracker. A match made in a twisted heaven.
Waiting at home, hidden away, were two costumes. Michelle made the suggestion to Valerie to spice things up. If men got intimidated by their fit physiques, their Wonder Woman bodies, why not dress the part? Because Nik took her virginity, Valerie got to be Wonder Woman, so Michelle had to settle for being Power Girl. Either way, the two girls were going to put a show on for their man.
Licking cum crusted lips, toes curled in the ruby heels. Looking at herself in the mirror, all the white-owned teacher could do was smirk.
"Babe, you look like a million dollars. Don't ever change."
She winked at herself before speeding off home.
X
The pair slumbered in each other's arms. Valerie nestled her beautiful, ebony face into Nik's muscular chest. The Amazon beauty felt safe, secure in his tender embrace. Despite her looks and attitude, deep down she wanted to feel like a woman of old, taken care of and protected like a Queen by her King. He stroked those long, luscious locks of hair. The hot breath on his chest made the man feel at peace, felt needed, something long forgotten in the porn filled, lust driven world they lived in.
"Good morning, beautiful," he said. "Sleep well?"
"Always when I'm in your arms," she replied, leaning in for a quick kiss. "We can lay here and snuggle until the sun comes up more."
"Someone is showing they enjoy more than an ass gaping," Nik joked.
"Having you gape my ass is the cake, but having you hold me like this afterwards is the icing, and what girl doesn't like some icing?"
Teeth slowly raked along his pectoral muscle, marking her territory. Chocolate lips kissed the mark, and a quiet purr escaped in the process. Nik kept stroking her hair as if she were a minx, happy to have found someone worth being in a relationship with. It was a whirlwind romance but he wanted the tornado to continue spinning, never puttering out.
"I can think of worse ways to spend the day than to have you kiss my body."
"I'll do more than kiss your body, Massa. I'll going to worship you properly. All your ex-girlfriends were fools to let you escape."
Nik put a finger to her lips, quickly quieting her.
"Don't talk about them. Let us talk about something positive. I've got a gift for you."
Valerie looked surprised and happy. She did not expect to be given a gift. Nik slid around to gain access under the bed. He came up with a small box, wrapped up fancy.
"Michelle got her's in a more provocative, slutty fashion, if she hasn't already gossiped to you about it. But with you, I feel something more, something I never felt with another woman before. I'm probably foolish for acting so quickly but I like to strike when the iron is hot. Don't wear it at school so our secret will be kept safe, but anywhere else feel free to."
Valerie opened up the box as Nik spoke. Inside was a beautiful leather collar. The ivory color perfectly contrasted with her skin. On the front was a knight symbol, an obvious, easy marking of ownership. It was poetic, and the symbolism made her heart beat faster. She couldn't stop smiling, happy beyond joy at the gift and its intent.
"I love it, Nik. It looks beautiful."
Valerie tried to say more but the words failed to come out. Instead, she hugged him tightly, crying in happiness. Nik took the collar and wrapped it around her neck tightly. When his fingers rubbed along the smooth leather, Valerie shivered in delight. Not only was her heart alight in passion but her pussy got so damp anyone would swear she orgasmed on the spot.
They just laid there in bed, holding each other tight in a loving embrace. It was a big step in their relationship. Nik didn't say it at the time, but previously when Valerie commented that Michelle was married and would never truly be his, it rang truth. Valerie gave him her virginity. Even though the pair equally mothered him while recovering from the attack, Valerie would always be free. He would be her number one priority. No having to slip out at dawn to get ready for a cuck's luncheon to keep up appearances. Even if Michelle broke up with the cuckold, he had to be stolen away. Valerie was always his. The feeling couldn't be explained, it was just a sense of emotional balance that made him happier cementing a future with Valerie as his number one woman, number one bitch.
"I want you to fuck me like a negress should be fucked, Massa," she purred, stroking his face gently. "I know you wanted to be romantic but I want you to use me. Don't hold back. I'm your bitch so use me like one. The romance can wait."
Val raked her nails against his chest, stoking the fires of passion within her man. It did not take much convincing for Nik to grab a tuft of hair and yank her face forward for a deep embrace. He kissed with hot intensity, but also bit her lip to draw a line of blood.
