My hot wife – interracial sex story part 5

Mesmerized by the scene unfolding in front of me, I didn’t realize I had moved from behind the doorway until I heard Steve
ask: “Who the fuck is that?” Remaining mounted on her bull, my wife twisted her body around toward me… our eyes met. Her face red and flushed by the physical exertion of hot sex, Sue’s look turned cold as she said: “I thought I told you to stay upstairs with the kids!”
As I struggled to my feet, Steve asked: “So this is your worthless husband?”
“This is Joel.” Sue stated flatly.
“I see why you need more!” Steve grinned as he looked down at my crotch. My eyes shot down to my underwear and there was my tiny pecked peeking out of the flap, only the tip visible. Sue and Steve both laughed. I felt humiliated and excited simultaneously. I noticed that Sue was still almost involuntarily moving her hips back and forth, continuing to fuck him as she laughed at my tiny dick. “You like watching me fuck my bitch?” he asked. “She’s my wife!” I answered, summoning my last bit of dignity. Steve roughly pushed Sue off his cock, stood up and , before I could act, had a hand around my throat pushing me back against the wall. I tried to push him away, but he was too powerful. “She’s my bitch!” he said in a low stern voice, barely concealing his rage.
I looked at my wife to gage her reaction. She had her gaze fixed on her black stud, like a dog waiting for instructions… and I realized he was right. Sue was no longer my wife, but his bitch. Steve released his grip on me and pushed me firmly back against the wall. “Come here bitch!” he said to Sue.
She flung herself toward him, and I watched as she wrapped her arms around his neck opening her mouth to accommodate her lover’s tongue. One of Steve’s powerful arms wrapped around her waist while he slid his other hand down the crack of her sweaty ass. Steve slid his fingers into her shaved pussy from behind and worked his fingers into her eager pussy. My wife, or should I say his bitch, arched her back and pushed her pale white ass into his hand allowing him to probe deeper with his ebony fingers. Steve slowly withdrew his fingers from Sue’s wet slit and brought them up to her mouth. She readily accepted the sticky offering and alternated sucking and licking her own juices from his fingers.
Sitting down again, the stud grabbed Sue by the hair and pulled her down to her knees in front of him. Maintaining control of her head, he grasped his cock with his other hand he forced her to take his cockhead in her mouth. Steve placed his hands on either side of Sue’s head and began face fucking her hard and fast. After a few strokes, Steve released his grip and I realized that he hadn’t been forcing her at all as she continued to bob her head up and down in his crotch.

“You wanted to see my cock didn’t you Joel?” Steve asked. “Get your ass over here!”
I considered disobeying, but remembered the power Steve had shown when he pushed me against the wall. Timidly I inched closer to him. My black cock slut wife continued to gobble his shaft and balls. “Kneel down.” He ordered, and meekly I obeyed.
On my knees next to Sue, I could now see clearly as she worked on his shiny rock solid cock. Sue grasped the base of Steve’s shaft with one hand slowly squeezing and relaxing her grip while gently massaging underneath his balls with the other, stimulating his prostate. She alternated licking up and down his erect member and taking the organ in her mouth and throat. Each time she attempted to take him deeper I could see the muscles in her neck expand to accommodate Steve’s thickness. Occasionally, she looked up at her black master before glancing over at me in distain. Around her mouth and lips a mixture of saliva and pre-cum glistened in the half light.

Abruptly, Steve grabbed her hair and pulled her away from his cock. “Now you.” Was all he said. I hesitated, looking at Sue, who was kneeling opposite me, for support… a cold stare. Steve slapped the side of my head to let me know I had no choice in the matter… “Now you, bitch!” he said louder.

Catching my self from falling over, I scooted between his parted legs and took hold of his impressive black cock I closed my eyes and guided the tip into my mouth. This was the fist time I had ever sucked another man’s cock, and I felt completely, utterly and deliciously submissive. Imitating my wife, I worked his cock with my hands and mouth. Steve snapped his fingers and I felt Sue move behind me, her body spooning mine. “Do it!” I heard him direct, not knowing if he was ordering Sue to some further action or expressing displeasure with my attempts at cock-sucking.