As they entered, Stephanie never thought she could feel so intimidated of her own bedroom. The bed was beautifully made. She always made a point of making the bed and picking up before leaving to work.
Rich himself was pushed along by Anthony. He also watched his wife's thick ass sashay up the stairs. He could see the dark crack of her ass through the grey panties. Rich knew exactly what the men were thanking: His wife was a sweet piece of meat when nude. The heels made her ass jut out more with each step up the stairs. He also dreaded their bedroom. The two led Stephanie to the end of the bed, then pushed Rich to his knees. Anthony held him there with a firm grip to the shoulder.
Jaylen drug Steph to the foot board. "Put your hands on the foot board and bend over, Slut," he ordered.
"Please, Mister; Don't make me..."
"Shut up. Do as I say or my friend starts doing numbers on your husband."
On the floor, Rich mumbled in protest. Anthony sharply slapped him on the head. Rich's head spun from the blow, even if it was only a slap. Steph, watching, bent to their will. Her hands trembled on the rail, but she bent forward.
"Stick that ass out more, Bitch, and spread those legs,' Jaylen barked, 'Wider."
Jaylen stood behind her, and motioned with his head for Anthony to come over.
Anthony kicked Rich hard, twice into his ribs, knocking the wind out of him.
Stephanie whimpered, hearing her husband yell out in pain.
"Look at that, buddy, some sweet piece of ass, and white meat!"
Jaylen was pointing, and licking his lips. Anthony totally agreed, and threw in,
"First class legs, too, made hotter by those fuck me pumps!"
Both laughed, adding to Stephanie's humiliation. Anthony finished with,
"Didn't see much tit meat, but this ass, and those sexy legs more than make her very fuckable!"
Steph bit her bottom lip in shame. The grey material of the panties stretched across her cheeks, tightly fitting to the contour of her buttocks. Jaylen touched her naked back, stroking his hand down towards her tight panty. She shivered at his touch. "Please, no," she whined, as his palm caressed her left cheek. The fingers of his hand began to move down her crack, over the grey panties. It pushed the material deeper into the crack with each movement. Up and down they danced, inching closer to the cotton covered, crease of her sex. She tried to close her legs again. He cracked her inner thigh with a slap, making her jump.
"You keep them open, Bitch!"
Steph knew it was coming, still she was shocked as his fingers caressed her cleft through the soft material. She knew not why, maybe mostly from fear, but she was wet. Steph was well aware he would feel her moisture. The panties soaked up her moisture, as he pushed it into her crease. The panties stuck to her like a second skin, displaying her womanly wares. Not only satisfied with the touch of her sex, the fingers wormed farther, seeking the clit hidden within. Steph's ass wantonly wriggled to be free of the fingers, only opening her up for more. She bit her lip again; This time from unwanted pleasure.
Jaylen turned to Rich, winking; "Your whore is wet, Hubby. You must not give her enough dick." While caressing her clit beneath the panties, his other hand took one of hers. He pulled it to his jeans, letting her feel the hardness growing. "Feel that, Slut; That's a man's dick." His hand forced her to feel for the zipper and pull it down. She didn't look back but could feel the shaft emerge from its course hair, hideaway. Its heat warmed the back of her hand. "Wrap your hand around it, Woman, feel me."
The hardness pulsed in Steph's feeble grip. She judged its size. 'Oh, God, it's huge,' she thought. Her palm followed it down from head to balls, shocked at the length and thickness. She felt like a slut. Steph dared not look back. She was relieved, when he finally pulled away. For some unknown reason, her hand stayed wrapped around his cock. Jaylen told her to stand. When she did, she saw the black monster in her grip and gasped. The shaft was indeed large, over 9 inches, covered in thick veins, and pulsed with life. Steph dropped the cock like a hot potato. The men laughed.
"Now,' Jaylen commanded, 'Peel those panties off. We want a whiff."
Throughout Stephanie's ordeal, Anthony had made Rich strip naked, then tied both his hands and feet. A chair was positioned beside the bed, where Rich was thrown into. He sat painfully back on his tied arms, muffled protests arising from his sock-filled, mouth. Stephanie tugged the panties off her hips, paused, then lifted one leg up, balancing on one high heel.
Jaylen whistled, like a wolf. "Those are some sweet hips, and legs, baby!"
Steph's panties finally got caught on one of her heels, exposing her sex to all in the room. Steph's panties were passed around for the men to inhale the blissful aroma. She held her hands over her naked breasts and sex, watching on in humiliation.
"Nice," Anthony remarked, breathing in the moist crotch. He then waved the panties before Rich's face. "What do you think? Your wife have a thing for black cock?" He said, holding the panties below Rich's nose. Rich could not control his nostril's flare and his cock's rise. "Your husband likes,' Anthony told Steph, 'I think he wants to see you fucked silly."
"Mphhh!" Rich screamed, rocking in his binds, struggling uselessly to break free.
"Here, I bet you will like this better," Anthony said. He yanked the sock from Rich's mouth and quickly replaced them with Steph's wet panties. Anthony laughed, as Rich's shaft twitched once again. Afterwards, their eyes focused once more on Stephanie.
"Your hand was nice, sweetheart, but your lips would feel much better," Jaylen said. "On your fucking knees," he commanded, giving Steph a push to the shoulder. She found herself, on her knees, face to face with his bobbing, black, rod. He shucked off his jeans and shoes. "Go ahead; Don't be shy. Take it in those pout lips."
Steph jerked her face back, as the wet tip of his cock met her lips. It stayed connected by a thin strand of pre-cum. Pursing her lips only made them shine, glossy from the cum.
Anthony watched her small breasts, as they hung perfectly on her chest. They didn't need a bra for support. Her tits, though small, were shaped damn well!
"Look here,' Jaylen said, peering into her glasses, 'Look straight at me, Bitch, and open wide." When she did, he dipped his cap in and tapped it against her tongue. "Now, close those lips around it and suck. Don't act like you haven't sucked a cock before. You women are all whores."
"No!" Rich mumbled. He could do nothing but watch his sweet wife, on her knees, in hose and heels, taking another man's cock in her mouth. The black man's shaft filled her lips, ballooning her cheeks. He heard all of her gags, as it plunged deeper with each stroke. The dark rod grew wet with her spit, 'till it hung dripping from its length. Tendrils of spit and pre-cum dangled like jewelry from her chin.
Yes, Jaylen wanted to fuck this Bitch bad, but the thought of her man watching her suck, convinced him to wait. He wanted to humiliate them both. By not having had a good cum in weeks, Jaylen knew that his full load would be useful. He convinced himself to wait, hold off, then let himself go, bit by bit, prolonging the sensation and show.
"Come on, You Bitch,' he said, 'Open that throat. Swallow that black cock, Whore. Aww, Choking? Too much cock for you? Here, I'll make your eyes bleed." He took her by the hair, and yanked her head to his cock, holding it there 'till she beat against his thighs with her fists. Pulling it back, spit flooded from her lips, tears and mascara ran down her face. She only had seconds to mumble, "No." before the black shaft rammed right back in. His thrusts pushed her back, 'till she fell against the wooden foot-board. Her head knocked against its surface, dazing her. Still the brutal fuck continued, filling the room with the rapping of wood, and occasional wet cough and gagging.
After a few more minutes of abuse, Jaylen pulled his cock free and drug Stephanie towards her husband. "Now, this time, don't look at me, look at your husband." Steph was forced to stare at Rich, while the shaft was pushed back between her lips. "Make it look good. Show him how you like my dick," he said.
Afraid to loose eye contact with Rich, Stephanie expertly worked the shaft in her mouth. Suddenly, and without warning, the cock pulsed, and shot a thick wad of cum straight to the back of her throat. Rich saw the shock and revulsion in her eyes. Yet that was not all: The shaft kept pulsing, spewing molten cream across her tongue and into her open mouth. Steph coughed, splashing cum across both her chest and Rich's naked thighs. Stephanie's black ankle-strap pumps kicked wildly, up and down. It was sexy to watch for Anthony! Not done, Jaylen yanked his rod from her mouth, and shot the last volleys across her forehead and black glasses.
"Don't she look pretty now, Hubby?" Jaylen laughed.
A large blob of cum rolled gently down her forehead and glasses, running straight for the corner of her lip. Steph looked away, hiding her head in shame.
"Don't look away yet,' Anthony spoke, ' You're far from done, Cunt."
Steph glanced back. Anthony was naked, stroking a hard cock in his meaty hand.
Steph could not even wipe the cum from her face before Anthony pushed his cock between her lips. He gripped a handful of hair from the top of her head.
"Mmm," he moaned, guiding her face back and forth on his pole. "You suck it good, Honey. Tony's got something for you. Wrap your hands around my ass, Pull me in. Work it."
He forced Steph to show off her blow job skills. Rich knew those skills. He knew what Anthony was feeling with those soft, pert, lips. Rich also knew that Stephanie did not particularly like cum, and now it was all over her pretty face. He smelled the cum mixing with her perfume.
"Hey, look what I found in the bathroom." The voice was Jaylen's. Rich had forgotten about the man. Apparently he had gone to clean up some. He held a amber pill bottle in his hand and two beers from the fridge. Rich knew exactly what it was: His Cialis prescription. Rich did not always have problems, but liked to be prepared for those long, romantic trips.
