Don't Threaten the Bully Ch. 09

At Mateo's command, Jess had begun to clumsily unstrap Kyle from the bondage he'd been confined to. She stopped for a moment and tucked Kyle's penis and balls back into the underwear, hoping to give him some sense of decency. Neither of them uttered a word as she worked. Mateo, across the room a ways with his back turned, rifled through Jess's backpack to see what other goodies he could produce. Still half-delirious, Kyle just stared at Jess, fighting the urge to feel betrayed, knowing that she was as much a victim as he was. Still, couldn't she have just told him? They could've figured this out together. Right? It didn't take long before his legs were released and Kyle was fully free. With Mateo's back still turned, he knew that he could end this now. He had to. Anus still gaping slightly, he shot up on wobbly legs, grabbed his bedside lamp and ripped the cord from the wall. As mixed up and exhausted as movement felt, it was still only a split second before he lunged at Mateo. Jess stepped back in shock, her heart filling with respect and hope. This was her man, not Mateo. Yeah! He was brave. Could he do it? Could he really save them? Suddenly, ceramic met skull with all of the force Kyle could muster, smashing the lamp's shell into a thousand pieces.

"Urgh," Mateo groaned. He had left himself open on purpose because he wanted lil Kylie to try some shit and get owned, but he hadn't expected a weapon. Spinning around with his half-erect cock flailing, he found Kyle standing there looking surprised and disappointed by the results. Slapping the remaining parts of destroyed lamp out of Kyle's hand, he then grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him forward and kneeing him in the solar plexus.

"Huuu," all the air left Kyle's lungs and, like the lamp, he crumbled to the floor, broken. He held his guts while he wheezed and drooled.

"Damn, bitch," Mateo dabbed at the back of his head with his fingers, bringing them in front of his face to see some drops of blood, but not a serious amount, "you still don't get it, do you?"

He grabbed a fistful of Kyle's hair and started to pull, but Jess rushed to his side and wrapped both her arms around his free one, "Nooo, p-please, massuh; don't hurt him. Ok?" She kissed the arm repeatedly to show her subservience, "we... we're sorry."

Mateo gazed at her fondly, some of his anger dying down, "chill, baby girl. I'm just gonna discipline our sissy a little. Just like I discipline you. Feel?"

"Oh... o-okay..." Jess's grasp loosened, an involuntary shudder clacking her knees. She couldn't be sure if it was from the soulful look in his eyes or from the memory of being disciplined, but, either way, she hated that she couldn't stop this intense affection she now had for him. Kyle had stopped wheezing and had reached his arms behind his head to try and pry Mateo's hand away, so she agreed, "okay, massuh."

"Owww," Kyle whined as Mateo pulled harder on his hair, forcing him to walk on his knees back over to the bed, snot dribbling down his chin. This was so terrible, so humiliating, so why could he feel his penis swelling yet again?

Mateo sat on the edge of the bed and dragged Kyle up and over his knees as he fidgeted and struggled. When Kyle grabbed the side of the mattress and tried to twist his body free, one of Mateo's hands planted on the top of his back and pinned him down with inconceivable force. With his other hand, he hooked his fingers around the QoS panties and pulled them up into Kyle's butt crack like a thong. Kyle kicked and wriggled to get free.

"Jess," Mateo growled, "hold this naughty girl's ankles so she can take her punishment."

"I'm n-n-n... not a girl!" Kyle groaned as he struggled, his feet now being held tightly down to the carpet. He still felt dizzy and weird inside. Jess really was doing what Mateo said, and it hurt his soul, but Kyle kept reminding himself that she had no choice in the matter.

"If you ain't a girl, why's your ass almost as fat as Jess's?" Mateo chortled, cupping 4 thick fingers around one of Kyle's butt cheeks and giving it a flick, watching it bounce erotically. He could swear he heard Jess grumble.

"Goddamnit, let go," Kyle started struggling again until the first strike seemed to send smoke into the air and he screamed, "Aaagh!"

"You're being a bad girl, Kylie. Massuh doesn't like bad girls; does he, Jess?"

"No, m-massuh."

"That's right," Mateo smacked Kyle's ass hard again and reveled in his cries. Both of his pale cheeks were already bright red from one smack a piece. "I like good girls."

"I... I'm not..." Kyle was crying. The pain was brutal, but, just like other times he'd felt pain, there was something else there--something wrong. Even in this situation, he couldn't help thoughts from seeping in about Jess being a good girl for Mateo and his big... Damnit. Stop. Why was his dick getting hard again?

From her position, Jess could see Kyle's penis hardening along the outside of Mateo's thigh, tenting out the panties. Mateo had to be able to feel that it was happening too. Kyle really was a masochist. Just like... she thought about the times she'd felt good when Mateo hurt her and considered touching herself. There was something wrong with both of them. They shouldn't be like this. She watched as another powerful blow of Mateo's huge hand beamed down onto Kyle's red ass and moisture flowed down her leg.

"Shut the fuck up. If the next words out of your mouth aren't 'I'm sorry, massuh' and 'I'll be your good girl,' these spanks are about to get a whole lot harder."

Harder? How could the spanks get harder? They already hurt so freaking bad. Kyle hated that he was hard from this. He didn't want to say that he was a girl. While he was considering how the drugs and hypno had confused him, he became acutely aware that Mateo's cock had also risen and was applying burning heat across his entire stomach. By the time the hand struck again, it brought Kyle's high mind back to reality, because he had drifted into fantasies of big black cocks and sissy whitebois with fat asses. "Urghuhuhhh..." he cried, "I'm s-s-sorry, m-massuh!"

"And?"

No. He didn't want to say it. He didn't want to say it! "Pleeease..." Another wallop came crashing down. "Ok... ok... I-I-I..." Another. "I'll be your good girl!"

Kyle's little, throbbing penis had freed itself from the panties again and Jess was really fighting the urge to touch herself now. Somehow, this was all so fucking hot.

"I don't wanna have to beat your ass again tonight, so promise," Mateo spanked Kyle again.

"Ack! I p..." Kyle was drooling, snotting, and crying, so he had to stop and sniffle, "I promise, m-massuh." Another spank rained down. "Whaa... p-p-please stop!"

"Say it in that girly voice."

Could this get any more degrading? It was like every new day was a new way for his life to be ruined and Kyle felt like he was losing his mind. He hated it. He didn't want Jess to hear that voice. His thoughts drifted again to that time he saw the bottom half of Jess squirting all over Mateo's BBC through the window and her words that night, 'cumming on your nigger dick.' Then the thoughts deteriorated to just an echo of the phrase 'nigger dick'. What the fuck was wrong with him? Another spank shocked a wave of pleasure right through to the tip of his penis, making his legs jerk, and he used his closest Jess impression for the second time, "I-I'll be your g-good girl, massuh. I... I promise."

Jess couldn't believe her ears. Kyle was almost... almost convincing--with his appearance and now with his voice--if it weren't for the knowledge of the penis and balls between his legs, she might just believe he was a girl. Now that she had seen it, she knew that she could never unsee it. Just like the pleasures of... she crooned her neck a bit to see Mateo's dark, massive erection pressing up on Kyle's stomach... a... a real man. She looked up and saw Mateo watching her, smirking, and her cheeks went bright red with embarrassment.

"Aiite, let her go, baby," Mateo took his hand off of Kyle's back.

"Ok..." Jess stood and backed away. She felt all wobbly now too.

Kyle slowly clambered to his feet, grasping at his burning buns and wincing. It took him a while to get fully upright without dizziness and searing pain. After he rose, so did Mateo.

"Watch her, Jess," he gave Kylie's butt another soft rap. Soft or not, Mateo knew it would reignite some pain. Then, he started walking toward the door, "I gotta go grab stuff from my room."

They both just gawked at his massive frame as it walked away, a tiny bit of blood having dripped down to his neck and coagulated until it stuck. Was he really going to leave them to their own devices?

He turned back, "if Kylie tries some shit again, Jess, I want you to kick her in the balls," his eyes narrowed, "you know the consequences."

Kyle and Jess both quaked in fear in their little matching panties until the moment the door shut behind him.

"B-babe, we have to do something--anything! There has to... there has to be a solution."

Jess scooted over to him to hold him and, at first, he retreated from her touch, his subconscious feeling of betrayal rearing its head, but then he let it happen. She stroked his hair, "sweets... no. I already tried so many times. You already tried... I don't want us to get hurt... or worse."

"But..." he put his hands on her hips, a strong empathetic response building inside him.

"The only way out is through," Jess stated calmly with determination.

Enjoying Jess's embrace, Kyle thought long and hard, closing his eyes and letting his soul roll with the dizzying high that still lingered. A vision of something else long and hard entered his mind's eye and he pushed it down. Eventually, he pulled it together and made his decision, "Fuck it," he thrust himself away from Jess and made for his phone, "I'm calling the cops."

The wind came first as something rising between his legs from behind displaced it. Dainty toe-tips struck his erection just before the front of an ankle smashed into his balls.

"Urrrgh," Kyle grabbed his genitals and dropped to his knees feeling like he was going to vomit. He'd been kicked in the nuts plenty of times as a bullied teenager, but somehow, while this was the most intense pain he'd ever felt, it was also exhilarating. Blurring out from the mix of agony and pleasure, he could barely hear the apologetic voice behind him.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, babe... I'm sorry," Jess grabbed handfuls of her own hair, feeling terrible about what she'd just done. Part of her was taking pleasure in it, though, and she wondered how she could possibly be sadistic with one person and masochistic with another.

"Jess..." Kyle, who was groaning miserably, started to stand back up, "why..?"

"We don't have a choice," she pulled herself together and asserted, "just stop already!"

When the door opened again, they both spun around--panicked. Mateo strode in with a lit blunt between his lips, cock as hard as ever, and two bubble gum pink, crystal adorned collars in his hand. Kyle noticed that they were both the same right down to a dangling silver spade pendant and his stomach went even queasier.

Mateo chortled, "guess the lil bitch tried something, huh?" He paused and stared as Kyle moved his hands away from his package, pleased to see that this sissy was still rock hard. Fucking masochists. "I said huh?"

"Ah, uh..." Jess realized that was a cue to respond, "y-yes, massuh. He was, um... going to use his phone." Even though she'd given in to the predicament, she didn't dare tell Mateo that Kyle tried to call the cops--not if she wanted both of them to get out of this alive.

"Kick her in the junk again," he inhaled a big puff of blunt, removed it, and blew out a cloud of smoke, coughing only slightly, his voice deeper than usual, "and tell her that this is all her fault for being such a pussy."

"Bu... but..."

"Now!"

"Babe... no... please!" Kyle went to shield himself, but before he could tighten down, Jess's foot collided with his family jewels again and he doubled over.

"This is all your fault! You... um..." She glanced at Mateo and saw his commanding stare. This felt good, sexy, in a really mean and terrible way. Was she some kind of monster? Fingertips trembling, she turned back to Kyle and spit at the top of his downturned head, "you fucking pussy!"

"Damn, now that's what I call a good girl," Mateo sucked in another lungful of blunt, walked up to Jess, and turned her head toward him. He took one of the collars and put it on her, then bent down, put his broad lips over hers, blew the smoke into her mouth, and gave her a passionate kiss.

Kyle, recovering from his agony, noticed that she didn't pull away or hesitate to kiss back and it made him sicker than the nutshot had, but it sure didn't make his boner any softer. On her end, Jess was ashamed in so many ways, but, whether or not she had no choice, the weed and the kiss made her feel so good. Unbalanced on her tip toes, she resisted the urge to grab Mateo's big black cock to steady herself. Then, he pulled away and turned to Kyle, who recoiled from Mateo's touch, gasping.

"Shhh, shhh, gurl. You alright now. Let me put your collar on so you know who owns you tonight," Mateo strapped the collar around Kyle's thin, feminine neck, and then put his hand on the back of Kyle's neck to lean in for a kiss.

Kyle turned his head, still unable to form a full thought, "I... I'm n-n-not..." There was something hot pressing into his pubic mound at his hip joint.

The anticipation of seeing them kiss again was giving Jess palpitations. 'Just do it already!' She couldn't help but think, already starting to feel the weedsmoke add to her high as she watched the scene unfold.

Mateo gripped tighter, "you are." He put his forehead against Kyle's and forced his head angle until they were both looking down toward their feet.

"Wha..." Kyle's heart skipped a beat when he saw both of their dicks, fully erect, side-by-side. Mateo's--thick, long, and almost as dark as coal--was pressed against his hip, while his own--thin, short, and pale as a ghost--barely reached halfway back to Mateo's hip, even though the bigger of the two curved down near the end.

Jess, having heart issues of her own, took mental note that the comparison between their erections was just like the comparison between their two bodies--one massive and ripped and the other small and soft. She gawped.

"This is the difference between a real man and a sissy gurl, Kylie. You were made for this."

Kyle sniffled around snot that lingered from his many beatings, "s-size doesn't matter."

Mateo let go and started laughing his ass off. Jess almost laughed too, but she wasn't sure why. Maybe the weed was hitting harder than usual?

"I-it doesn't! Right, babe?"

Jess considered supporting Kyle's claim, but her gaze shot between both penises quickly and she decided to abstain from responding, stepping a little further away.

"Aiite, sissy," Mateo cooled the laughter and concocted an all new bet, "tell you what. Since size doesn't matter, how 'bout this?" He swiped at Kyle's penis with the backs of his fingers, watching him jump away, "if you can fuck my girl Jess to orgasm in 5 minutes or less, I'll setchu both free right now. No more fun night with massuh. Done."

His girl? Jess was Kyle's girl, goddamnit. But still, "t-t-that's impossible."

"Not for me it ain't. Right, baby?"

Jess was feeling shyer and quieter than she ever had in her life. Where was her usual assertive, sassy self?

Kyle really wished this asshole would stop calling Jess baby. Whatever the case, this was another chance to free them without having to have sex with Mateo all night long and he didn't make any counter bet, so there was no risk. "You know what?" Kyle felt big and confident again all the sudden. He took a deep breath, puffing up his chest and nearly stretching the small QoS sports bra, "deal!"

Part 2

"Y-you ready, babe?" Kyle looked down into Jess's eyes hopefully.

After considering all the different positions, he'd chosen missionary. Sure, it was boring, and Jess had orgasmed way more often in girl-on-top, but he had to be the one to make her cum, not her making herself cum. For that, his best bet was missionary. She'd definitely orgasmed plenty of times with him in missionary. Never in 5 minutes though... Maybe 20, on the rare occasion that he lasted that long. Damnit. He was getting into his own head. A hand rose to pet his cheek.

"I'm ready, babe. You can do it," Jess looked back into his eyes with the same hope, knees bent and feet on the bed. Honestly, though, she really just needed to orgasm anyway. She was so fucking horny and even though she'd tormented herself for almost a week trying to make herself cum, she'd failed every single fucking time. It made for the perfect opportunity, though. Kyle had made her orgasm somewhat commonly anyway, but she'd never been this goddamn horny then. They could be free with just this. They could. She focused her resolve. She would definitely orgasm.

"Go," Mateo shouted as he pressed the button on the timer. He was sitting in the chair in the corner that Jess had been in earlier, finishing off the rest of his blunt while he waited patiently for this laugh-riot to end.

Both of them were still in their bras and collars, but had taken off their panties. Naked from the waist down, their completely hairless crotches met as Kyle jabbed his penis into her again and again, trying to match the smooth, rhythmic technique he'd seen Mateo use in those videos because that absolutely had to be the secret to making women cum.

"Mmm," Kyle moaned, her soaked pussy feeling incredible. If he hadn't cum twice already tonight, he probably wouldn't have even lasted the full 5 minutes. Since he had, though, he felt confident that there was nothing to worry about and kept thrusting.

Disappointingly, this didn't feel like much except when he hit her clit. It didn't make sense. She knew for a fact that Kyle could hit her g-spot. What was going on? What had changed? Jess grabbed her knees and lifted her feet up, constantly adjusting her position in search of the pleasurable graze she remembered. "Harder, babe," she pleaded, desperately needing to orgasm--for more reasons than one.

The adjustments Jess made helped Kyle feel like he was hitting deeper and, even though it was already tiring, he picked up his pace, trying to slam his twig into her as hard as his light, weak body could. He remembered that orgasms for women are as mental as they are physical and leaned in for a kiss. When their lips met, he felt Jess's pussy squeeze and groaned into her lips. Fuck. This was good and bad at the same time; it meant she was closer, but he had to slow down or he actually might cum again.

"Two minutes," a voice boomed in the distance.

'Fuck fuck fuck. Come on, body. Please,' Jess pleaded with herself, squeezing her eyes shut and trying to clench her pussy as hard as she could. Like this, she was finally feeling it. Kyle was grazing her g-spot and hitting her clit and she felt so much love for him, but it just wasn't enough still. She broke the kiss. "Harder, pleaseee, harder!"

Trying to not cum while enduring this insane, burning hot, slick squeeze was nearly impossible but Kyle started pushing the full length of his sub-5-incher into her harder anyway. The tightness was bending it and it hurt, but he had to make her orgasm. He had to. Jess was really feeling it now and finally moaned. She had to orgasm. She had to. They could both hear Mateo chuckling in the background and tried to ignore him and just focus on their task.

"30 seconds," Mateo knew that telling them the time would disrupt their focus and make them anxious. Again, bending the rules, not breaking them.

Jess pulled her knees up further and clenched her toes. It was a long shot, but she was definitely feeling enough to get close. She tried squeezing even harder--so hard that she was even clenching her anus.

"Nnnngh, nooo," the crazy tightness was too much, like a python constricting its prey, and Kyle went erratic before falling on top of her, spent. The timer went off.

"Yo!" Mateo started laughing his ass off again, stood up and slapped his knee in amusement, "I said make Jess cum in 5, not yourself, sissy!"

Kyle was so disappointed in himself. Even after 2 orgasms tonight, he still came this quick? Was he really this bad at sex? Jess was disappointed in him too. She couldn't help feelings of disdain and resentment from rising inside her, but she could help how she acted, so she just held him quietly. A hand came to Kyle's hair and started pulling him away.

"Ah, ah, ah," he winced, Jess finally letting go of him so that Mateo pulling him off would put less force on his scalp.

"Fuckin' pathetic. Guess y'all still mine," the big black bully stood Kyle up, his flimsy worm dripping cum as it slipped out of Jess. "Unless..." Mateo chortled at his own idea, "new deal. If I can't make Jess squirt in 3 minutes, you're free to go."

"W-wha..? N-no..."

"But size doesn't matter, whiteboi. Right?"

That was true. It didn't matter. It couldn't. And 3 minutes? Come on. There was no way he could pull that off. Still, Kyle didn't want his ugly black roommate's huge dick inside his beautiful white girlfriend. His penis started to thicken again at the thought, the letters BBC flashing, and it made him feel like shit. He glanced at her, naked and wet on the bed, and could see that she didn't approve. If he didn't take the bet, though, they'd both have to fuck him all night and it was probably only like 9 or 10pm now. Damnit... what could he do here?

"If she do squirt, though, you gotta eat my ass," Mateo chortled again.

'Always fucking chortling, this guy,' Jess tried to think of him in a negative light using something that had once annoyed her about him, but it wasn't working all that well and she finally sat up, "that's so gross, babe... don't do it."

Why was she telling him not to take the bet with such low stakes? Eating ass? Did she think Mateo could make her squirt in 3 minutes? Was that it? He felt angry and ashamed at once.

"Bitch, I didn't ask you!"

'What the fuck? It's my body here and I don't get a say?' She thought as a rage built up in her and weeks of fear-inducing behavior stuffed it back down for her. 'Calm down, Jess. Calm down. Just get through it and we're done.'

Kyle was also pissed that Mateo called her a bitch and went through the same anger considerations. But this wasn't the end. Fuck this guy. If Jess didn't orgasm in 5 minutes with him, there was no way she'd full-on squirt in 3 minutes. That first video he was sent was just a fluke or something. He'd rather have to eat an ass than admit that he was inferior without trying first, "fine!"

"Aiite," Mateo flicked the roach of his blunt at Kyle and shoved him, "grab your phone and sit on the bed where I can see you like a good gurl. I don't trust yo ass." Then he turned to Jess, grabbing his cock and wagging it, "whassup, baby? You finally gonna get some'a this nigga dick you love so much."

Jess cowered. No no no. She was so fucking horny that it would be impossible to avoid orgasming if he put that monster inside her. She knew it all too well. "Goddamnit, Kyle," she muttered.

"You can do this, babe," Kyle responded as he positioned himself, sitting on his knees above her head on the bed, not sure that she could do this, and then, when she looked up at him, mouthed, "I love you."

She grabbed his hand and held it, mouthing, "I love you too" back to him. All she had to do was resist an orgasm for 3 minutes; how hard could it be?

Mateo looked down on both of his girls being sweet with each and smirked. It didn't bother him. This was the most fun he'd had probably ever, regardless of getting hit in the head with a lamp. He grabbed under Jess's body, lifted her--wriggling--off the bed, and moved her head into Kyle's lap. Damn these girls looked sexy as fuck, so sexy he hadn't even gone soft when he left the room. Putting both his hands on Jess's slim ankles and lifting them, he sucked on one of her toes.

Even though she'd ignored all the lifting and moving to keep her focus on Kyle, the tingle that shot through her leg drew her attention away and she saw the contrast of that big, dark body against her own for the first time tonight. Her labia quivered, a feeling she never got when looking at Kyle, but she forced herself to look back up into his eyes instead. He loved her and she loved him. She could do this. Kyle started the timer and said something that felt so quiet and far away compared to her thoughts. Then, a familiar incredible feeling as Mateo's huge cock slammed into her tight pussy right to the balls.

"Nnnn-aaah," Jess gripped down on Kyle's hand while her legs--still held up at the ankles by Mateo's hands--shook, his bulbous head slotting perfectly into the pocket behind her cervix. Even though she was so horny and unrelieved, it had been long enough since she'd taken something so big that it actually kind of hurt. She could do this.

Mateo just held her feet, planted deep inside her without thrusting, and started sucking on her big toe again, "mmm."

"Wha..?" Kyle's most common phrase was uttered again as he watched the union of the two bodies. He found that his penis had quickly hardened again, pushing its way through Jess's hair, and it ached from having cum so many times. How did that huge thing fit all the way inside her? He looked back down at Jess.

Her face was contorting in a mix of pain and pleasure, but she was keeping it together. She could feel Kyle's penis on the top of her head. What was Kyle thinking, getting turned on by this? And what was Mateo thinking? She'd only orgasmed without thrusting that one time in doggy. There was no way he could make her squirt in 3 minutes--not like this. Fuck she wanted to squirt. Her walls rippled. Wait, no. No. This was perfect. He'd waste all of his time and they'd win. She focused on Kyle and on not orgasming.

Letting her toe fall from his mouth, Mateo slowly drew three quarters of his cock out of her, "mm, see them lips clingin', Kylie? Your little clitty ain't never gonna pull a pussy inside out. Right, baby?"

Jess watched as Kyle stared at the cream covered cock wide eyed, seeing a tear form in his eye. It was going to be ok. They'd be free in like 2 minutes. She felt the cock slowly push all the way back into her slick pussy and, better coated in her juices, it didn't hurt as much this time when it seated. "Mmmf," she stifled a moan, her free hand pressing against Mateo's blocky lower abdomen, "s-stop..."

Mateo chortled at both of them, but looked at Kyle, "look atchu, pathetic peepee hard as a rock again from a big black cock fuckin' your girlfriend. I'm teachin' y'all lesson after lesson here. It's time you listen to your bodies and not your bullshit." He started sucking Jess's other big toe now.

Kyle was so confused, so conflicted. Was he right? He couldn't be, right? Either way, there was no way Jess would orgasm if he didn't thrust. What kind of stupid joke was this? They were home free. He checked the timer, "wa... 1 minute."

Pressing her palm hard against Mateo's even harder abdomen, Jess was actually struggling now. The stimulation of her clit and cervix was crazy as always, regardless of thrusting. Her pussy was softly undulating and her heart was beating quickly. She tried to keep her imagination from slipping to what her hand must look like on his dark abs, from what his dark cock must look like in her soaking pussy. It was making her sweat. They were almost done now, though. They were almost there. She was almost there, too, but she knew she could hold back the flood. She wouldn't let this sensation beat her, however intense it might be.

Mateo kept sucking on her toe and he knew the small movements from doing that were getting her nice and ready for what was to come. He could feel her pussy throbbing for his cock already. Still, he did nothing but watch the two of them while he sucked on a toe, waiting for the clock to wind down.

Jess was starting to go crazy. She couldn't even look at Kyle anymore; she had to look next to him, up at the ceiling, in the hopes that he couldn't read her pleasure, but, as a result, she couldn't focus on Kyle and getting through this. Untethered, her mind started running through all the stories and videos and fantasies. She gritted her teeth. No attempt to think of anything else worked. As hard as she tried to stop it, her body was starting to try to milk Mateo. It loved the sensation of his huge nigger dick hitting so deep inside. It wanted to be fucked. It needed to orgasm. She was a good girl, so why wasn't her big black daddy making her cum?

Kyle's heart was racing. He'd focused on nothing but the timer, watching it whittle down to 11 seconds. This was it! What was that sound? 'Plap, plap, plap, plap.' He looked up to see Mateo's huge cock stabbing into his girlfriend's pussy like a fucking machine gun! Droplets of her juices were ricocheting off Mateo's abdomen. Jess's legs were spasming like crazy and her hand squeezed down hard. Her whole face did. Kyle could do nothing but look on in utter astonishment, precum dripping from his aching penis.

"Nnnnnn-nnn-nnn... nooo..." she cried out with a last burst of resistance in a voice Kyle had only heard through a window, forcing herself to hold right at the edge of orgasm for over 10 high speed thrusts. They were almost free, so why? Why did it have to feel so fucking good? Her moans became uncontrollable. Just as she started to grey out, the huge cock was yanked out entirely and her abs clenched down as she felt her spasming pussy erupt a week's worth of pent-up pleasure, letting loose a low and guttural growl, "unnnhhh."

Even from the other end of her, the squirt managed to lightly sprinkle Kyle's face and hair, pitting his stomach up worse than ever. Neither he or Jess paid any attention to anything as the timer beeped and beeped and Mateo laughed and laughed.

Part 3

Neither Kyle or Jess moved from their position on the bed when Mateo left the room again. Nor could either bear to look the other in the eyes. Instead, they both just zoned out, vacant--one staring at the ceiling and the other at the sheets. They knew they were completely defeated now, but the other realizations were much, much worse than that. Not only had Jess failed to beat Mateo, Kyle had failed as a man. Not only had Jess loved Mateo making her squirt, she knew Kyle had loved watching it happen. Not only was the punishment for their failure coming, both of them--though feeling terrible about it--were more aroused than ever. After a few minutes that felt like an hour to them, Mateo returned.

"Aiite," Mateo scratched his balls, softened from having just taken a piss, "time to pay up, Kylie. Jess, you can suck my dick while lil bitch eats my ass."

"Oh can I?" Jess grumbled under her breath, sitting up.

"Uh, uhhh," Kyle was panicking, thinking about how gross eating ass would be, "J-Jess, y-you do it!"

She twisted around and shoved Kyle's chest, "what the fuck?! It was your bet!"

"W-w-we..." Kyle fell out of his seated position to his back like an idiot, "please?"

Mateo chortled, "how'd you getchoself into this shit to protect such a pussy, baby?"

"Ugh!" Jess shot up from the bed and screamed, enraged, letting something slip afterward that really hurt, "I'm starting to wonder the same thing!"

"H-hey... sweets, come on..." Kyle had scooted toward the back of the bed, shying further from his duty.

"Then tell her how you feel."

"You're fucking pathetic!" She jammed an index finger in his direction, "all of this bullshit happened because you were too weak to defend yourself; because you were too weak to protect me; you couldn't even... uh... and... and..." she started to realize how terrible she was being to him, but she was just so angry.

Mateo put his hand over his mouth, astonished by how far she'd fallen, "oh shit!"

"And now you want me to cover for your ass yet again! Well fuck that," she spit at him and watched it land all over his abdomen while she waited for a response, but she didn't get one other than cowering and whimpering.

"Alright alright, play nice, girls," Mateo waved both his hands, "Kylie, you the one eatin' ass whether you like it or not." He finished his command with a roar, "now get the fuck over here!"

Kyle was the one to shoot up now and he scurried, first to Jess's side, and then, ashamed and embarrassed, thought better of it and scurried to Mateo's side. Jess was already only a few steps from Mateo, but glanced down and gulped when she saw his cock slowly rising. What once looked to her like a rotten banana was now making her heart feel fluttery. She moved closer.

"You've both earned another gummy. Eat up," He extended a hand to each of them, both with a gummy between the fingers, and pushed them past their lips. He didn't tell them that this was some way stronger shit--the same psychedelic blend that really mixed Jess up but a higher dose.

Jess accepted the gift graciously, but Kyle refused it, his sultry lips squeezing shut, "mm-mm." There was no way he wanted to feel all weird like he did earlier. He was finally starting to feel normal again.

Dropping the hand that successfully fed Jess the gummy, Mateo grabbed Kyle's balls and squeezed, "eat the fuckin' gummy, bitch."

"Ehhh!" Kyle cried, grabbing at Mateo's hand, and let the gummy into his mouth, fighting unwanted arousal from the huge warm hand gripping his genitals.

"Jesus Christ, Jess was never this much of a pain in the ass," Mateo put one hand on each of their shoulders and applied downward force, "now on your knees, sluts."

They were both shivering from fear and excitement. Without much resistance, they fell to their knees while they chewed their tasty gummies and watched Mateo position his muscular ass in front of Kyle's face, and his fattening cock in front of Jess's.

"Now get to work," even without yelling, his voice was stern and dominant.

Hesitantly, but obediently, they moved in on him from either side. Jess hefted the weight of his half-erection in her tiny hand. Though she'd done this many times by now, having not seen it for a week was renewing some of her astonishment at the size and contrast. When the dick leapt in her hand, her heart leapt too. She looked up at Mateo to see him smirking down on her. Meanwhile, Kyle had swallowed his gummy and reluctantly touched his lips between Mateo's buttcheeks. He jolted away. The gummy didn't quite cover up the taste of sweat and who knows what else. Wincing from it and sitting on his knees once again, he had a partial view of Jess's hand stroking the dark cock firmer. The pit gripping his stomach in agony didn't stop his own penis from twitching. Muscular arms reached out, a hand coming to the backs of each of their heads and, while the one in front only petted Jess's hair for now, the one in back forced Kyle's face back between Mateo's ass cheeks.

"Mmf," Kyle brought his hands to the backs of Mateo's thighs, pushing. "Ok, ok," he tried to say but it was too muffled to sound like words. Just when he thought things couldn't get any worse! Mateo seemed clean enough, but he smelled and tasted like Kyle always imagined a sweaty ass would.

Slowly, gently stroking along the length of Mateo's cock as it grew in her hand, Jess was enjoying the hair petting and trying to watch what was happening with Kyle from around Mateo's hip when she caught a little smack on the face, "w-what..? Oh." Knowing Mateo liked it good and sloppy, she leaned in and spit on his cock, then stroked in the moisture. After repeating the same a few times, his cock got nice and slick in her hand. It also got really fucking hard. On the backstroke, a glob of precum squeezed out of the tip. She shuddered. The hand pulled her forward and she licked the precum off before taking him between stretched, pouty lips.

"Mmm, that's my good girls," Mateo cooed. Kyle was finally lapping and kissing at Mateo's asshole and the sensation tingled, largely from the concoction of drugs he himself was also on. He pushed Jess's wet mouth further onto his rod. Now that was the sensation that really felt good, "fuuuck."

While Jess had succumbed to being his good girl, Kyle still didn't want to, and she hated hearing him call her that. Err, he hated it, rather. Damnit. He tried to think of anything else but the only image he managed to pull was of Jess getting fucked. His stupid dick was getting hard again. What the actual fuck? He swatted at it--as if that would stop it--and his knees shivered.

She didn't like it. She didn't like it. She didn't like it. Jess kept trying to convince herself as her head bobbed on 3 inches of dick, hand stroking, drool dribbling down her chin. It didn't matter how big he was or how good he felt inside her; she was just blackmailed into all this and she didn't want any of it. A spasm shot down her walls when two of her fingers entered her vagina. It wasn't subconscious this time; she just didn't care. Just because she didn't like sucking this... fucking incredible... cock... for this... absolute god of a man... didn't mean she couldn't do something she did enjoy. Right? She was done feeling guilty and moaned openly over his shaft.

Hearing Jess moan, Kyle was brought out of a little bit of a trance. After only a few minutes of tossing Mateo's salad, he had become fully erect and his breathing was labored. Why? Why was this turning him on? Jess, the love of his life, was sucking a BBC right next to him and he was rock hard!

"Aiite girls," Mateo grabbed a handful of each of their hair and pulled them off him. When he saw how glazed over with high their eyes were getting already, he chortled, let go, and walked to the chair in the corner, sitting down, "get over here and suck this shit together."

Blindsided, Kyle looked to Jess--wide eyed--for guidance. Even if she hadn't glanced at his rock hard penis, he would've known immediately that she was still pissed at him, so, shaking and confused, he went to stand first.

"Crawl!"

The power behind the order dropped him back down with a thud and they both began crawling, sort of dizzily.

"There you go," Mateo put his hands on their heads and watched them butt into each other as they both approached at the same time.

"Ow... how..?" Jess had only just started sucking dick like two weeks ago. How was she supposed to suck dick at the same time as another girl? She looked over at Kylie and got angry again. What the fuck had she gotten them into now? Err, she meant he.

Letting both of their heads rise, Mateo looked at Jess, "you lick my base and worship deez nuts while Kylie gurl sucks." He petted Kyle's head, "she's real good at it."

"Wha... I..." Kyle heard Jess snarl beside him. Why was she angry?

Jess tilted her head to the side and planted a wet kiss on the underside of Mateo's cock at the base. The huge shaft curved along her cheek, her ear, and somewhere behind her head. She should've been thinking 'what if I just rip your fucking nuts off?' Instead, she was thinking, 'I'll fucking show you who's real good at it!' And also 'damn, what was in that gummy?'

Watching, blurry and dizzy, in astonishment as Jess started sucking Mateo's ballsack, Kyle jumped when the hand came back to his head and started guiding it toward a different head. He almost giggled. It wasn't so funny when his mouth was spread around the darkest dick he'd ever seen with his girlfriend sucking balls right below him.

"Thaaat's it. Purse them lips around massuh's big black cock, gurlie."

Kylie complied, feeling her tummy flutter. 'Fuck, what the fuck? Why'd I think that?' Kyle thought.

Jess had brought a manicured hand up to rub Mateo's thigh and started making lewd smacking noises as she gingerly sucked and licked his balls and lower shaft. She was getting into the competitive spirit now and her fingers went back into her soaked pussy, squeezing toward her g-spot with fervor.

Like it had last time Kyle found himself in this situation, Mateo's foot slid between his legs and started fiddling with his balls. He opened his mouth to protest and was shoved deeper onto dick instead. "Glurgh," he tried to pull himself up with both hands--one on the floor and one on Mateo's thigh--but, as usual, it didn't work. Gradually, as Kyle bobbed up and down on his own, the hand reduced its force.

"Fuuuck," Mateo was having a blast, "you suck that dick good, sissy."

Jess drew back angrily, "hey!" When she realized what she'd done, she went beet red.

Kyle tried again to pull his mouth off the dick and Mateo chortled. Of course he did.

"Aww, you jealous, baby?" Mateo's gaze was warm and adoring and it took Jess off-guard. "Let me show you somethin'. Kylie, stick out your tongue."

He didn't listen until Mateo slid his hand down to the back of his neck and squeezed hard, then his tongue shot down the slippery shaft as far as it could like a button got pressed. The hand pushed down, down, down and Kylie coughed and spat, trying to push away. Sparks were shooting all the way from her clit to her pedicured toes. 'Fuuuck, daddy.' Wait, why did she think that? She?

"Mmm get it, gurl," Mateo brought his other hand to Kylie's head and pushed her down even harder.

Bewitched, Jess just watched as inch after inch of cock disappeared down Kylie's choking, sputtering throat. This time, fingering did happen subconsciously and sparks were shooting down to her own pedicured toes, too. How could she take so much? Err, he. That was her boyfriend! Ohhh god, it was so sexy. In no time, Kyle's tongue was touching Mateo's balls. He'd taken the whole thing!

Quicker than it had entered, Kyle (not Kylie, damnit!) ripped himself from it. "Huuuck," he fell backward, hacking and drooling--his eyes and nose drooling as well.

"See, baby, Kylie likes to get used real rough. That's why she sucks this shit better," he grabbed his cock between a thumb and index finger and wagged it back and forth.

"I... uh..." Jess moved her hand from her pussy, hoping Mateo hadn't noticed. Why was she so flustered and jealous? Why did she care whether Kylie... uh... Kyle was better? Damnit!

"What, you wanna get used rough, too?" He watched for her reply but she just looked dazed and confused, slowly moving her head side to side in a faint attempt to shake it, so he grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her toward his lap, angling her head up toward his face, "then stick out that fuckin' tongue."

Was she really doing this? Was she really going to let him jam his big fucking cock all the way down her throat? Wouldn't it hurt? Wouldn't she suffocate? Her heart started racing again. She could hear Kyle coughing in the background still. She was scared. Wait. She'd already opened wide and jutted her tongue out? When did she do that? God, the rough grip felt good for some reason. What had massuh given her?

"Mmhmm baby, now cross them eyes for daddy."

Daddy? Kylie was finally getting ahold of herself, but she felt so floaty. He did. He, he, he.

Jess laughed without pulling her tongue back in and crossed her eyes. Daddy was silly. He laughed too, then pointed her head down and angled his cock in fast. "Ulk," she gagged already at 3 inches and one hand flew to the base of his cock and squeezed while the other pushed against his thigh. Stop! She changed her mind! Huh? Had she thought she wanted to do this in the first place? She didn't want to do this. "Urrlgh," she gagged again when she made it halfway down, her mouth opening wide in a disoriented bid to somehow escape.

Mateo pulled her head back up just far enough to breathe and she coughed up a huge loogie of saliva all over his cock. He moaned, "gooood girl. You got this."

Good girl? Yes! She loved being a good girl. He dipped her back down. Hang on. What the fuck? 'Get it together, Jess,' she thought while the hand on daddy's powerful thigh slipped off and started rubbing her pussy. "Ghhh," she moaned around his cock, choking as her tongue glided down the shaft.

What the hell? This was sooo sooo crazy. Kylie, watching in astonishment as the love of her life choked on BBC, started squeezing her clitty. Uh. Dick. He. Fuck. 'Don't grab your dick, don't grab your dick' he thought, watching Mateo watch him. The watching made his chest flutter and his dick ache terribly. Averting his eyes, he noticed that Jess was playing with herself and the mix of feelings about it was skewing heavily toward arousal. Every touch of his fingers to any spot on his body felt like a small orgasm. This must be the drugs, right? Wait. What was he thinking about again?

Three quarters of the way down, Jess was sputtering.

"H-hey! You're hurting her!" Kyle made a move forward, raising his fat butt off his heels.

Mateo kicked him back down again, "chill, gurlie. She's good." Mateo let Jess come back up for breath again. "You're good, right, baby?"

Panting, cross-eyed, Jess didn't even look toward Kyle. She was still pissed at him and she'd show him she was better than he was. To make it sting even worse, she responded subserviently, "yes, nnn," rubbing her fingers on her dripping pussy sent a shock through her when she thought about the next word, "daddy." Her mind was so cruel and naughty when she was high. She kind of loved it. When her tongue popped back out, Mateo sent her back down.

Kylie couldn't believe Jess had just called Mateo daddy. She had said more than once that she thought it was disgusting when girls said that to guys. Besides, what happened to massuh? She noticed she was squeezing her clit again and moaned. Christ, being a girl felt incredible.

On the next try, Mateo didn't hold back. He shoved and shoved as Jess gagged and contested until her tongue touched scrotum, "fuuuck, baby." When he let her back up, she hocked another glob of mucus up all over his cock before backing away a half a foot or so. "You know what? You did damn good, good girl. Hop up here and getcho reward."

Reward? Reward? Yes. She did so good; she deserved a reward. Her pussy throbbed. Uh. No. Mascara running down her face, Jess turned, concerned, to see Kylie. Mascara was running down her face, too. Then Jess noticed that Kylie was squeezing her pathetic white clitty. Her face grew angry again, "ok, daddy." She rose on shaky legs.

What did Mateo mean by reward? And why did Jess keep calling him daddy?

"Pop that bra off first though."

She did, perky tits bouncing out with nipples so hard they looked like bullets, and then she threw the bra on Kylie's head before climbing into daddy's lap, hooking her pretty little feet onto the insides of his thighs and hanging her arms from the seatback. She sunk down and the top of his iron hard shaft ran along her pussy, the head sloping down toward Kylie. The heat and the pulsing felt amazing on her sex already and it leaked onto him, the excess dripping down to the cushion. This ought to teach Kylie a lesson.

"Don't just sit there like an idiot, Kylie," Mateo crooned his neck around Jess's shoulder, sliding his hands down her waist to her ass cheeks, gripping tightly, "get up in here."

"W-w-wha..? N..."

"Now!"

Jess's heart leapt and so did her ass. She still didn't peek back at Kylie. Fuck her.

Meanwhile, Kylie yelped and scooted forward on her hands and knees, "is t-this good?"

"Nah, right between my legs. And give massuh's tip a little kiss."

"Uhhh..." She felt queasy. This was so intimate and weird and bad. It was bad, right? The palpitations started back up when she bent in and puckered her lips where she was told to. How did his precum taste really good?

"That's it, gurlie," he pressed Jess down against his shaft and they both enjoyed her soft moan, then he lifted her ass up against his abs, "now guide my cock into her pussy."

"N-n-n..." Kylie wanted to protest, but when she saw the look in massuh's eyes, she shivered. Obeying, she reached out and grasped the base of his cock. It was drenched with Jess's saliva and vaginal fluids and seeing her teal fingers around it--so pale and small--made her heart beat even faster. This was bad. This was so bad. She hated this. Wait. He, right? Huh... Watching intently as Mateo lowered Jess's ass, she did her best to aim the monster into her girlfriend's pussy.

The massive head met her labia and then pushed past them with ease. "Oh!" Jess gasped. She really was getting her reward and that fucking loser Kylie was helping it happen. Her pussy was so primed and dilated for daddy that it took no effort at all for her to fall on inch after inch of dark thickness. Three quarters of the way down, she came in contact with hand and resisted, but daddy kept forcing her further, making the hand slip down to his balls until his pee hole kissed her cervix. She shuddered, "fuuuck..."

Kylie continued to just watch in a trance. She couldn't believe she was helping her girlfriend get fucked. She also still couldn't believe Jess could take that huge thing!

"Suck on my balls while Jess bounces on this nigga dick, Kylie," Mateo started lifting Jess up and down slowly.

"O-fuck-o-fuck," the sensation was incredible every time he grazed her g-spot and planted on her cervix, and her clit was getting constant stimulation from his abdomen.

Absent-mindedly, and so so turned on, Kylie leaned in and started licking Mateo's wet, sloppy balls, Jess's butt cheeks hitting the top of her (... his..?) head rhythmically. Was she tasting lady cum or saliva or both?

Jess felt fucking great already and then daddy started sucking on her neck, "ohhh god..."

"Yeah, I know you missed this shit. Feels good, huh?"

"Ahhh... y-yes..." Stupid fucking Kylie. Jess wouldn't resist. She wanted to rub it in.

"You love daddy's dick, huh, baby?" He boomed into her chest.

"Uh... ah..." She turned her head a little over her shoulder, the sensation of Kylie's hair hitting her butt making her feel uncomfortable. Being bad felt so good, but she couldn't possibly admit something so brazen in front of Kylie no matter how mad she was at him, could she?

He pulled her up so only the tip teased her, "go on. If you want this dick, let us know."

"C-c-come on, you don't..." Kyle, a man, had stopped licking to protest, feeling territorial.

Mateo growled abrasively, "bitch, did I say you could stop licking?"

"Ah... s-sorry."

"Ugh," Jess accidentally uttered audibly, disgusted at how easy Kylie was bending. Maybe she really should say it.

"Sorry who?"

"Sorry, m-m-massuh."

Jesus, Kylie was pathetic. She could never do to Jess what this man could do. When Kylie started licking again, Mateo jammed Jess's pussy back down, her ass smacking Kylie in the head with a thud. "Ahhh!" Jess had her cervix jammed hard and it sent a wave along her walls that ended in a pussy fart into Kylie's hair. For a moment, her tiny toes clenched hard on Mateo's thighs, then she was picked up and the tip was just teasing her again. Looking for pleasure, she gyrated.

"Say it," Mateo kissed her neck again sensually.

"Ah... I... uh..." God she wanted to feel his length in her so fucking bad. She wanted to bounce up and down on it for countless orgasms, like... like always. Fuck it, "I l-love your, um, dick, daddy..."

Kyle couldn't believe she'd just said that. What was left of his masculinity crumbled from those words. Why had he ever thought he was a man? Why had he ever thought he was enough for this insanely sexy woman? He was pathetic. He might as well be a she.

Red spots were forming on Jess's neck from how much Mateo'd been sucking on it, "mmm, and what kinda dick is it, baby?"

"Nuh... fuuuck," she got dropped onto the full length of his cock, "N-nigger!"

"Ooh, you a filthy lil white girl, arentchu? Come here," he brought a hand up and used it to move her forehead to his, locking eyes, "I think you wanna get yours, dontchu?" He planted his lips on hers and then planted his cock harder against her cervix."

"Mmmmm," she moaned into his mouth, her lower half trembling and her pussy squeezing. Even though they were so close that it was blurry, his gaze was piercing her and making her tummy fluttery.

He pulled away, "dontchu?"

She couldn't; she couldn't; she couldn't; but, fuck, she had to! "Mhm," she mumbled low.

"H-hey!"

"I said lick!" Mateo ordered without removing his forehead from Jess's, and Kylie listened. "Don't worry about her. Tell daddy whatchu wanna do."

A gush of wetness had flowed from her when daddy barked at Kylie. "Um..." Be it the drugs, or be it her growing feelings for this man, she was only conflicted the tiniest bit, though she was still embarrassed as shit to say this out loud, "I, uh... I wanna... I wanna get mine, daddy."

Mateo and Jess kissed again, their tongues jabbing into each other's mouths this time, but Mateo pulled himself halfway out of her, "beg me for it."

God she needed to cum. "P... please."

"Nope," he pulled further out, "you know what to say."

Taking some time to process and resolve, Jess came up with what she thought was the combination of words he wanted to hear and then, staring right into daddy's eyes, half-whispered them, shy more than ashamed for pathetic little Kylie to hear them, "please let this, uh, tight lil w-white girl get hers on your huge nigger dick... daddy."

Why the fuck was Jess saying all of this? Was it just to get back at her or was it true? Fuck. Kylie'd been squeezing her clitty hard for a while now and tried to moan in protest but only moaned in pleasure, "mmm." These big black balls honestly tasted so good. Huh..?

"Ok good girl, getchurs," he slid the hand from her ass to one of her feet, clenching it tight. After he started kissing her again, he slid the other hand down her hair, then her body to the other foot.

"Nnn," his touch on her feet tickled and she jumped a little, causing a little jump of her butt that shifted his cock and sent a jolt into her womb. She draped her arms around his neck now to return the kiss and started slowly rising and falling on his cock. Kissing him felt so good. Fucking him felt so good. The two together? "Ghhoddd," she moaned, muffled, into his mouth before their tongues entwined. Her pussy pulsed already.

Hearing Jess's moans making her clit feel like it could explode at any second, Kylie felt her head getting wetter and wetter every time Jess's ass and pussy hit it for several minutes. This was so insane and awful, but so sexy. She diligently kept licking, and, cautiously, placed one hand on top of Mateo's hands on Jess's feet. His hands felt so big and he didn't seem to mind. Jess's pace was picking up. Is this what getting hers meant? Fuck, Kylie wanted to cum too even though it ached.

Jess dropped down the entire shaft, smashing Kylie's head between her ass and the chair, and broke the kiss while still lost in Mateo's eyes, huffing throatily, "unngh, you're so fucking big!" She started giving herself long strokes again.

"Yeah, I told you you were built for this dick, baby," he stared into her eyes as he smacked her bouncing ass, "all pretty lil white girls are."

Feeling her entire body quiver, she suddenly turned her head away from Mateo, embarrassed and aroused, "Oh, oh, oh!"

"Mmmhmm. I feel you clenchin'," he breathed into her neck, "whatchu doin?"

"I, ah... uh... ohhh fuck..." Jess buried her face in his shoulder, slamming harder into his lap. Her pussy queefed again.

What was with that noise and the wind Kylie kept feeling in her hair? Was Jess farting on her? She was feeling close too. Feeling Jess's toes squeeze down in their stack of appendages, Kylie's toes clenched too. How hadn't massuh cum yet after all of this?

"Da... daddy... mmmmmmgh..." Jess buried her face again while daddy sucked on her neck. She was finding it hard to keep her rhythm now and her pussy was either squelching or farting with every downstroke. His big black cock felt so fucking amazing. "It's... nnn... so fucking good, so fucking good... I can't... I-I'm cumming... I... ahhh..."

Mateo cooed sensually, "let Kylie know what you're cummin on, baby."

"K... Kylie..." Jess didn't care about anything but daddy right now, and she wanted to do what he asked like a good girl so she could cum again after this, "I'm cumming... god... I'm cumming on d-daddy's nigger di..." She was trying to focus so hard on keeping her rhythm but it was taking forever to make this orgasm peak. It made her feel ashamed that she was so bad at getting hers. 'I need more practice for sure,' she thought mischeivously, but it was definitely still coming, "daddy's nigger dick... I... fuuuunck!" She jammed her face into the shoulder and her pussy to the cervix, gushing all over Kylie's head.

Kylie still wasn't sure what squirt was and was astonished to find her head absolutely soaked with it, but she was so close, too. She was about to cum for a 4th time tonight. A fourth time! Massuh's hand slid out from under hers and even though she was sad at first, she took her hand off Jess's foot too and started squeezing her balls. Balls? Girls don't have balls..? She stopped licking and looked up to where black shaft met white pussy.

Mateo had both hands planted on Jess's ass again. He lifted her up a little, then started bucking into her from underneath, his powerful thighs clapping her ass cheeks so hard that they quickly reddened, "mmhmm... tell me what you love, slut!"

She was a slut. Oh fuck, she was definitely a slut. Her pussy was burping and squeezing down hard as daddy fucked her through her orgasm, bringing another one on its heels. Tightening her arms around him, ass being bounced for her, she cried out, "ohhh god! I l-love... I..."

Kyle whimpered. What did Jess love? She loved Kyle, right? Kyle! Not Kylie. What had she... he... damnit! He... she... was about to blow.

"I laaahve... I love your n-nigger dick, daddy! I... ohhh!" Jess sprayed Kylie again, this time on the face, and Kylie sprayed too--all over the carpet. Still, Mateo kept fucking.

"Say it again!"

Feeling the vibrations in her own chest, Jess felt so disoriented from orgasming twice and a third was approaching already, "I-I love..." She could feel him swelling inside her and, instinctively, her pussy started undulating to milk the massive amounts of semen that must've been preparing to blow, "I love you! Ohhh fuuuck, I love you, daddy!"

Did she really just say that? Kyle was slumped beneath them with post-nut clarity, utterly devastated and still so freaking high and confused. She had to just be high, right? There's no way she would say she loved Mateo, right? Right? He... she..? whimpered, still transfixed on the grotesque, squeaky, farty water show he was getting because Jess's pussy still hadn't stopped splattering juices. How could she? He understood how Mateo could; he was a piece of shit with a huge dick. But how could Jess do this to him?

Jess's was trembling in Mateo's hands, "I love you daddy, I love you daddy," she repeated, softly, as if she'd been hypnotized or lost her mind. "Unnngh," she groaned deeply, planting, walls squeezing down incredibly hard, and came hard on daddy's lap for a 3rd time.

Even Mateo's chest felt fuzzy now. Love? Shit, Jess was an incredible lay, but that was a little much. In one swift motion, Mateo lifted her all the way off his cock, grabbed it, and angled it downward. "Ugggh, sissy, take this nuttt," he grunted as he shot jet after jet of thick, ropey jizz all over Kylie's face, chest, and hair, all while Jess had seizure-like aftershocks on his lap. After he was done, he let go of his cock and caressed Jess's body, turning her face to his again.

Faintly, but sensually, her lips met his.

Part 4

"Thaaat's good, girls," Mateo petted Jess and Kylie's heads as he leaned back in the computer chair and watched them lick and kiss either side of his fat, but largely softened, cock, "clean that shit up and get it nice and hard again."

Kylie's post-nut clarity had faded back into an even deeper woozy and dreamlike high. She felt incredible. What had massuh given her? Her nose bumped Jess's and she looked away from the shaft to find that her eyes were closed as she passionately cleaned and serviced massuh's cock. Was she really so mad at her that she'd still just ignore her? Reaching her hand down, Kylie tried to put it on top of Jess's and Jess yanked it away, running her tongue up the length of massuh's shaft and popping the head into her mouth. Kylie's heart sunk.

Mateo noticed Kylie slacking and gave her a squeeze around the back of the neck, prompting her to start licking better. Maybe that much X and LSD was too much for a first timer. He didn't give much of a shit, though. He was getting hard again already. When Jess removed the cockhead and started sucking on balls, Mateo forced Kylie to take her place. "Fuuuck, you some good lil cocksuckers," he kept petting, "how 'bout we forget about this deal and you girls just let me take care of you?"

'Yeah, take care of us. That sounds amazing.' Jess thought while she slurped. "Mmm," she had been playing with her messy pussy since the moment she got off Mateo's lap. Wait. Forget about the deal..? Whatever. This high was so strong and she felt great.

"I just got a fat promotion; that's why I was outta town. Shiit," Mateo was feeling good as his cock continued its rise, "Kylie could get on hormones and you could be my lil housewives."

Hormones? Kylie gagged as massuh hardened further in her mouth, "glugh." What was he saying? That she'd really become a girl? Her heart fluttered but her mind was screaming no. Why was this happening? She just had to get through the night. That's all, not... you know. She wasn't... uh... he wasn't?

Fully erect, Mateo stood, holding his girls' heads on the meat of his thighs, "Kylie, go lay on your back with your head at the foot of the bed." She just looked up, past his erect cock, dazed, so he smacked her on the back of the head, "go on."

Jess looked up too, right as Kylie was sulking away quietly, her arms wrapping around daddy's muscular thigh. 'What about me?' She wondered.

Mateo looked down at her and watched her cheeks redden. When Kylie was in position on the bed, he gave Jess her orders, "now you get on your hands and knees on top of her, baby."

There was an angry look on Jess's face when she climbed over Kylie. Her pussy dripped on Kylie's face when she got in place. Seeing her innie pussy so red and swollen this close up was incredibly sexy and she was tempted to start playing with it, but was afraid of Jess's anger and what massuh would say. Her clitty was aching again.

Striding up with his cock in his hand, Mateo gave Jess's ass a little smack and she yelped. Then, he pressed his crown against Kylie's lips, "lube this shit up for me real quick, sissy."

Kylie went to protest... or maybe just to say okay? Either way, it allowed the cock pass her lips and she took it in, trying to build up saliva, hands squeezing the sheets as it went deep into her throat. God, her clitty was so sore.

On her hands and knees, Jess watched Kylie getting aroused again, "ugh." Fuck her. No, like, she wanted daddy to fuck her.

Sliding his cock out of Kylie's mouth, Mateo angled it upward and slid it into Jess' needy pussy instead.

"Eee!" Jess yelped when it hit places only doggystyle could. A shiver shot up through her spine and daddy planted his cock deep like they both loved him to do.

"Uh-huh. You belie-dat, Kylie? All I did was put a nigga dick inside her and she's already squealin'."

Kylie was mesmerized and wanted to touch herself so badly, but the absolute shame of doing it right in front of Jess's face was too much.

"If you want to get fucked, baby," Mateo gave Jess's ass cheek another little slap, "you need to tell us how you feel about Kylie's lil pindick."

"Hu... huh?" She was angry at Kylie, but wasn't that a bit much? Her g-spot got hit by his curve when he slowly backed out of her, "nnn!"

"Wha..?" Kylie was as stupefied as ever, massuh's balls grazing her nose.

He pushed back in just as slowly, then gave her ass a harder spank, "go on."

"Please no, d-daddy," Jess gyrated her hips, enjoying the little fireworks it sent through her abdomen.

Mateo spanked even harder, "now!"

"Ugh! It's pathetic!"

Kylie's heart sunk further.

"Brace your hand on it and say more."

Jess moved her palm to Kylie's pubic mound, her fingers spread around the thin erection like a little cigar and she groaned. It really was fucking pathetic. She loved big black cock, not this worthless shit. Fuck him. "it's so tiny. I-I don't know what I was ever thinking. This worthless clitty could never satisfy anyone!"

"Hey... B-babe..?" Kylie tried to shift her position but the weight of the hand was pinning her down and it kind of hurt. The fingers touching her clitty felt fucking good, though.

"Shut up, Kylie," Mateo reached down and gave her a little rap on the cheek, and slowly pulled his cock out again, already coated with cream. Jess's ass tried to follow but he held it in place, and then inched back into her, "and who fucks you right, baby?"

"Mmm! Y-you do, daddy!"

"Mmmhmm," he kept pumping nice and slow, tip to balls and back. Jess was shivering already. "That's because Kylie ain't a man, right?"

"Nuhhh... he... she... she's a sissy whiteboi..."

"That's right. And Kylie, what do sissy whitebois do?"

Kylie didn't answer. Her cheeks were bright red from watching this humongous cock stroke in and out of Jess. She got another smack on the cheek, "uh... w-w-wor... wha..?" Was she really going to play along? Jess's fingers squeezed around her clitty agressively and Kylie's knees squeezed together. Yes, she was! "Worship BBC!"

"Now you're getting it," Mateo pulled all the way out of Jess, her pussy hanging open, squatted, and plunged his cock back into Kylie's throat, loving the sound and feeling of her choking, then he pulled it back out and put the tip against Jess's labia and they quivered, "go on and getchurs, baby."

Jess didn't need to be asked twice. She started throwing her plump ass back wildly. "Fuuuck, daddy," she moaned. This was right where they belonged.

Smack! Mateo's hand cracked her ass as it hit his pelvis, "say it."

"I love it! I love your nnn-nigger dick, aaah, daddy!"

"Who do you love?"

"I-I love you, daddy! Goood it's biiig," she huffed, slamming her own cervix repeatedly, "it's so fucking big!"

"Nah," he spanked her again, "say my name."

"M-mateo...?" Oh, fuck. Mateo? That's right; this was Mateo. Her boyfriend's disgusting bully roommate. So why was her heart overflowing with joy? Who fucking cared? Because her pussy was overflowing with juices, too, and it belched around his massive cock. It was just for tonight, so who cared? "I... uhhh... I l-love you, Mmaaateo! I love you, Mateo!"

Kylie's heart sank through the bed.

"But what about Kylie?"

"Wh... wha-uhhhn...?" She was so angry, so vindictive, but surely she loved Kyle so much? Surely. Daddy's hand clapped down on her ass again when she didn't respond and held it in place, preventing her from getting hers. This couldn't be happening. She was so close already and she absolutely had to get hers, but she couldn't say what she was thinking he wanted her to say, right? She felt his inches feed into her ever so slowly, sending electricity through every cell.

At this point, Kylie was half dazed, the hallucinatory state doing a freaky number on her. She felt as if she was watching Jess get fucked on some sort of immersive video, like she couldn't be seen, and went to squeeze her clitty, inadvertently moaning when her hand reached on top of Jess's and grabbed it.

"Ugh..." Jess muttered again. 'If this is what Kyle wants, then fine!' she thought before she responded, "fuck that shrimp dicked wimp!"

"Thaaat's right, baby," Mateo pulled Jess's ass back and, like starting a lawnmower, Jess started bouncing on his dick as hard as she could again, juices sprinkling all over Kylie's face.

"Nnn, he's w-worthless as a man, daddy! S-she... ohhh... she should just be our sissy slave!" Jess's pussy started squelching louder and louder, fuuuck you're gonna make me cum!"

"Go on, baby, go on," then Mateo slapped Kylie on the cheek again, "stick your tongue out and catch this squirt, bitch."

Kylie should've been destroyed, but she was completely lost in the insanity of it all, squeezing away at her little clitty like there was no tomorrow. She stuck out her tongue like a good girl, even crossing her eyes like she remembered massuh request from Jess before.

"N-nigger di... uhhh... I love... c-cumminnng!"

As soon as Jess started cumming, Mateo pulled his cock out of her pussy and jammed it back into Kylie's mouth, grabbing her around the throat and pumping about half of it in and out, "don't think I didn't see you down there lookin' needy as shit, gurl. There's plenty of me to go around."

"Glgh-glghk-glgh," Kylie made disgusting sounds as he choked her and slammed his big black cock into her. She wanted to hate it so bad, but her brain was just all fucked up right now and somehow it was making her love having her throat fucked while she was being sprayed by squirt. She squeezed and squeezed, Jess's head on her thigh, wondering if she might possibly cum a 5th time. And then massuh pulled out and smacked her face again. She giggled.

"Flip yo ass over under Jess. I wanna see these fat booties on top of each other."

"Whaaa..?" Jess was just now recovering from a massive orgasm and felt Kylie flipping around underneath her. It annoyed her immediately, "H-hey!"

Crack! Mateo smacked her ass, "be a good girl and let daddy work."

When Kylie had gotten on her knees under Jess, Jess had adjusted to plant her dainty feet on either side of her. Now, they were in a sort of precarious stack, Jess's clit mashed against Kylie's butt, bodies bent toward the bed. They both tried to look back at Mateo but it was next to impossible to stay like this while doing that, so they gave up.

The view from behind was a feast for the eyes. 4 plump cheeks stacked anus, pussy, bussy, clitty. Kylie's cute little soles were on full display, too. "Mm!" Mateo smacked Jess's ass and watched them both jiggle. He bent down and licked and sucked on Jess's pussy, then up to her anus, then down to Kylie's bussy. They were both trembling at his touch, but mostly quiet. Then, he grabbed the lube off the bed and started squeezing it out onto Jess's anus. He watched it flow down the genital stack and then used both hands to rub it into them. First, he plunged his cock all the way back into Jess's pussy.

"Eee!"

He chortled at the squeal, then he pulled it out and dipped it halfway into Kylie's bussy.

"Unnnh nooo..."

Mateo chortled at that, too, then started alternating between pussy and bussy with every stroke, "fuuuck that's good. You love big black cock, dontchu girls?"

"Yesss!" Jess responded immediately, but Kylie remained silent apart from moaning.

Even with the hero's dose he'd given them, Mateo hadn't expected either of them to be completely compliant. Jess was exceeding his expectations by a long shot, though. As he popped his cock in and out of her, he thought about what she'd said about loving him. Had to just be the X, right? Damn, though, he really would love to have both these girls as his housewives like he suggested. A few weeks ago, he would've never considered it for Kylie, or thought it possible for Jess, but now..?

"P-please fuck me right, daddy! Forget Kylie..." Jess wanted to cum again so bad and was sick of his cock trading between them.

Mateo smacked her ass hard, "you know what, needy bitch? It's about time you try some of what Kylie's gettin!"

"Wh..." Jess was cut off when something huge started stretching out her asshole. It was nothing like the butt plugs--nothing at all--and it hurt! "S-sto..." She went to wriggle free but Mateo grabbed both her cheeks and held her still.

"It hurts!"

"Shhh, you'll get used to it, baby," Mateo probed his first few inches back and forth, letting the lube coat them better. When Jess stopped struggling so bad, he grabbed the lube again and squirted more on, digging another few inches into Jess's ass. He could feel Kylie getting restless, so he reached down and started stroking her little pecker, massive hand engulfing it.

"Oooh..." Kylie trembled. The hand was rough and was squeezing so hard, but the discomfort made it even better.

Standing there stroking and stroking, Mateo was incredibly turned on. He had both of these girls in the palm of his hand now. "I don't hear you crying now, baby. It still hurt?"

"N-no... ah! Too deep!"

"Slide your hand down and start rubbin' yo clit; it'll help."

"O-ok... mmm," Jess bit her lip, the combination of pleasure from her ass and pleasure from her clit feeling new and incredible once she'd managed to squeeze her hand past Kylie's back.

"There you go," Mateo pumped half his length in and out of her slowly, squirting even more lube on with his free hand, still pulling on Kylie with the other, "how you feelin', Kylie?"

"I... uh..." He... she... uh...? They were so embarrassed. This was weird!

Mateo gripped down so hard that it brought agony to an already aching penis, "well?"

"G-good! Uh... massuh!" Why was her voice so masculine? Huh.

"Oo-oooh..."

"What, baby?"

"Th... this feels... ah... your cock... it's weeeird!" Jess was rubbing her clit furiously, legs shaking around Kylie's hips.

Mateo thrusted a little faster, sucking his teeth, "yeah, you startin' to feel good, girl."

"No... I... ah... I can't... nnn!"

"Lookatchu. You're takin' the whole thing now."

"Oh god... I am?" She'd never had anything like this in her ass before. Wait. She'd never had anything at all in her ass before two weeks ago. The sensation was so fucking strange, just like the butt plugs had been, but it felt incredible. Why would nerves in her butthole feel this good? It was for poop! Is this how Kylie felt, too?

Kylie sort of wished that she... he...? Maybe the high was fading because he was starting to feel really confused and out of place. He was so convinced of his femininity a moment ago. What was going on here? Fuck someone was stroking his cock and it felt great. Nevermind.

"Keep rubbin'," Mateo slowly backed out of her ass.

Jess trembled uncontrollably. Every inch that exited her felt like it was leaving a much larger empty void than there was before, and for some reason that feeling was also incredible. His cock fell out of her, leaving her asshole gaping open, and she heard Mateo walk away, but just kept rubbing her clit, feeling so close to orgasm.

Having wiped the filth off his cock with one of Kyle's shirts, Mateo threw it into the bathroom and strode back up to Jess. "Now it's time for your reward," he stabbed the full length of his cock into her pussy and started thrusting so powerfully that it was pushing her off of Kylie.

"Yeeesss!" Her reward! Her reward was incredible! Daddy was fucking her so fucking hard. Holy fuck! Even as her and Kylie's stack fell apart, daddy's hips just followed and continued to plow into her like a bullet train. She squelched and queefed and gushed as orgasm after orgasm soaked the bed until, finally, she passed out.

"Aiite. Now it's your turn, Kylie."

Kyle had just been laying there, face down and partially under them in a half-daze, stroking his cock. Even though the drugs were fading a little and he was starting to remember that he was a man, this insane situation still couldn't be sexier to him, and his penis just wouldn't go soft. He didn't want to get fucked in the ass again, though. That was gay! Mateo brought that horribly stinking vial to his nose and everything went all weird again, as if it completely reignited the other high. As massuh flipped her onto her back, she didn't even struggle; instead, Kylie's blue eyes sparkled into his.

Mateo grabbed her feet and planted them onto his chest, "Let me show you my girl Jess's favorite position."

"Wha..?" His girl..? When Kylie looked down and saw her small, feminine toes on massuh's big, dark chest, she fluttered. Yeah. She was his girl too. He entered her slowly, gently. "Unnnh," Kylie's whole body shook and her feet pressed against his chest as her hole graciously accepted him. After a few inches, he grazed that good spot and she started gripping the sheets, "p-please..."

"That's right, baby. Ask massuh nicely to fuck you," Mateo slow stroked her, squirting some more lube onto his shaft.

"Huh..? N-no... that's not... ahhh!" Massuh had injected himself nearly to the balls and every nerve ending felt alive. Her... his.. her..? feet were shaking themselves off the broad, powerful chest.

"Yeahhh, you feelin' it," Mateo let the pasty legs fall, one into his arm. With the other arm, he grabbed the back of Kylie's head and held it at an angle that she could watch the cock slide in and out.

"Chriiist," Kylie half-moaned, half agonized, the vision of massive BBC below tiny white clitty compounding her insane and unacceptable arousal. Massuh started thrusting twice as fast and it sent shockwaves all over Kylie's body, but she just bit her lip, trying her best... his best... to not moan. 'No no no,' he... she.. thought. Then the movement slowed down again and she felt oddly disappointed.

"Kylie, you got two options: Get the shit beat out of you again, or just admit that you're lovin' this and get fucked better than you ever imagined."

Kylie's cheeks went bright red, "n-no... nnn... I'm not..." Fuck it really did feel incredible. She looked over at Jess to find her back turned, laying there motionless, then a hand grabbed her face so hard it hurt and turned it back.

"Don't worry about her, baby. She passed out. Worry about me," Mateo forced his lips down onto Kylie's and was only mildly surprised to find her sort-of kissing back.

Right. Jess was out cold, so what did it matter? She'd enjoyed this big... n... nigger dick as much as she wanted, so why couldn't he... she..? His big lips felt really good to kiss, his big body felt great pressed against hers, and his big cock felt incredible to fuck. It was just tonight, right? "Unnn..." Massuh grazed that spot again. "I-i-t... it, uh... feels good," Jesus Christ, Kylie couldn't believe she just said that out loud. She was so ashamed.

Mateo leaned in again and kissed her again, knowing he adequately smashed that tiny penis and balls with his abs when Kylie cried out softly. "Nah, you know what I want to hear and how I want to hear it."

"P-please... I c-caaan't..." Kylie pleaded, tearing up--still reticent even if they were basically alone.

"Now!" Mateo slapped her in the face, her anus spasming around him.

Using his... her... best Jess impression again, Kylie admitted shyly, whispering, "I... l-love your... ohhh fuck..." that spot got grazed even harder, "n-nigger dick, daddy..."

"The fuck, you racist piece of shit?" Mateo used the same mean joke he used on Jess before, but this time he was going to ride it longer and really punish Kylie.

"N-n... Oh no... I-I'm sorry... I didn..." Kylie's legs were suddenly thrown over massuh's shoulders and his massive hands clenched down around her throat, choking her. "Uck!" She gulped.

"Fuckin' klu klux sissy whiteboi bitch. You want a nigga daddy? Huh?" Mateo squeezed down, hands encircling Kylie's entire neck, and started fucking her hard, clapping his balls against her ass cheeks with every thrust.

"Guhhh," Kylie's toes spread and her legs shivered as what she could only comprehend as orgasms without cumming wracked her body one after another. 'Oh-fuck-oh-fuck-oh-fuck' was close to the limit of her thoughts, because her consciousness was half-faded and the room seemed dark. She grabbed desperately at massuh's forearms to pull his grip off, but she was just so weak. So, so weak compared to a real man. She didn't mean to be a racist piece of shit. She didn't mean to. She just wanted nigger dick. She did. And Christ, was she getting it!

Mateo let her teeter on the edge of consciousness for a while until a jet of white fluid shot out of her teeny peeny. "Fucking sissy slut," he fucked slower now, stopped choking her, smacked her in the face, and then spit in it, "what was that again?"

"Ohhh gohoddd," even though she was sobbing and recovering from being choked, Kylie's voice was as feminine as it could get. Her entire world was spinning out of control and she was no longer whispering, "p-pleaseee... I'm s-sohorryyy... I'm not... I'm n-not racist... I do love iiit..."

"What do you love? Say it again," he kept slow stroking her and grabbed her little balls.

Kylie bit her lip, "I l-l-love your... your nigger dick..?" For a second, Kylie winced, but she didn't get attacked again. Had she wanted to?

"Yeah you do, baby," Mateo started tugging on the softened white penis now, "you want a nigga daddy, dontchu?"

"Mmm..." her clitty was real sore but it had never gone completely soft and still felt great, "y-yes..."

"Say my name."

"M-mateo."

"And who that nigga daddy is? Be clear."

"I-I'm a sissy... I'm a sissy gurl and M-mateo... ooh... Mateo is my daddy."

"That's right, baby," Mateo started pumping harder again.

When Mateo leaned back in to kiss her, it felt amazing. Her heart was welling up with joy. Why? How had this happened? More importantly, who gave a shit? This was so hot. "Mmm," Kylie put her arms around his back and let him stab his tongue into her mouth. She... he... wasn't gay. This was just for tonight--just for tonight and then they were free--so it was fine. Right?

"Mm," Mateo broke the kiss, "Fuuuck, gurl. I'm botta impregnate this bussy." He started clapping into her harder again, "uhn, beg me for it."

He reached so deep inside her! It seemed impossible. What was with these orgasmic sensations without cumming? What was this? Why did this feel so fucking good? Fucking drugs. His... her whole body was crazy shaky. This was insane, but she wanted it. She wanted his cum, and she wanted to feel like she was really his girl, being impregnated with it, "P-pleaseee... please impregnate my p-pussy..."

Mateo's thrusting became erratic and he kissed her intermittently, "with what, slut?"

"W-with your n-nigger dick!" Kylie felt the entire length of daddy's dick exit her gaping hole and, when his abs smashed her clitty as his cock slammed all the way back in, she spurted instantly, "pleeease!"

"Mmm," kissing Kylie passionately, Mateo spewed sticky glob after sticky glob of nut nearly 10 inches into her pulsing bussy.

They made out--slowly and sensually--for a long time after both of them had cum, Mateo's big black cock shrinking but not exiting. At some point, Kyle had remembered fully that he was a man, but everything still felt so good that he just enjoyed it. Beside them, on her stomach, Jess had woken up and was fully biting the sheets to keep herself quiet while she fingered her sopping pussy. Her high was fading fast too, but it didn't matter. Getting fucked and watching Kylie get fucked were both incredible. She let herself be fine with them being black owned, like all of those couples she'd read about, just for tonight. A few minutes later, Mateo broke the kiss and began withdrawing his cock from Kyle's ass. Looking down, Jess could tell that it was hardening yet again. This man wasn't just a real man; he was a fucking god! Looking up, Jess's eyes locked onto Kylie's and they both shared this absurd, unspeakable gaze of complete satisfaction, joy, and lust. Mateo lit another joint and passed it around, and then they all fucked again until he was satisfied too. Somewhat to everyone's surprise--and maybe even just a little disappointment--Mateo kept his promise of deleting everything he had on them.

"I'm serious, though," Mateo was showing them his phone screen as he deleted even his cloud backups and the videos uploaded online, "this past two weeks has been incredible. You should be my girls..." he laughed aloud at the devilish term that popped into his head, "like my house crackas... and let daddy take good care'a you."

Kyle and Jess were both sore all over, exhausted, and quickly becoming cranky. As they sat on the bed putting pajamas on, they looked at each other and then at Mateo.

Jess spoke first, "kindly... No thanks! Now get the fuck out of here!"

'Thank god!' Kyle thought, so pleased to hear that Jess didn't want to be with Mateo. Maybe they really could rebuild now. "Yeah, n-no thanks..." he trailed off sheepishly.

Mateo puffed up a little and put the fear of god into them with a steely gaze, and then he raised palms and shrugged indifferently, "aiite. Peace, sluts."

Used up, they both struggled to keep their eyes open as they watched Mateo walk out of the bedroom and shut the door behind him. It couldn't have been more than a minute more before they both fell asleep in each other's arms.

Epilogue

The past year was grueling in so many ways, but Kyle persevered. He had dropped out of college and picked up the extra shifts as promised. Jess didn't drop out, but she picked up another shift anyway. As a result, they were able to get their first apartment together really quickly. Sure, it wasn't all that nice, but it was mostly affordable and all theirs. Thank god, too, because Jess had gotten fed up fast with having him live at her and Olivia's place. It wasn't exactly like he could've kept being roommates, even temporarily, with... he whose name they tried desperately to avoid saying... after everything that happened. Moving past all of that was hard enough as it was, but they loved each other so much that it would be ok. That's what Kyle thought at first, anyway.

"What the fuck do you mean they're raising the rent?" Jess was throwing another tantrum. She'd been so irritable and mean lately.

"I-I don't know, sweets. I think it's normal when you sign a new lease..."

"Fucking normal? Kyle, we're barely hanging on here! I stopped getting my nails done; started buying cheaper makeup; I barely fucking even go out anymore!"

Kyle sighed, "I know. I'm sorry... M-maybe I can ask for a raise or something..?"

"You're a fucking glorified ball boy! Why don't you get a real fucking job? How about that?"

"B-but..."

"Ugh! I obviously chose the wrong man!" Jess threw up her hands and stormed out the door, slamming it behind her.

Kyle stood there dumbfounded. This was just another in a long-running series of blow out fights that typically left him crying. It was clear that Jess didn't respect him or what he did anymore and it hurt, because he was trying so hard to man up for her. It wasn't the first time she'd kind-of-sort-of brought up Mateo, either. That's the part that stung the worst. He didn't know what to do other than sit down at his computer and look for jobs. There wasn't much he was qualified for, though, and his thoughts kept drawing back to Mateo. Soon, he was searching "bbc porn" and clicking through videos. Truth be told, Kyle and Jess's sex life had never gone back to normal after what happened. They tried and tried, but she always felt disinterested at best, and he just couldn't make her orgasm anymore. Half the time he couldn't even keep his erection, and the rest of the time he came in a few minutes no matter how hard he tried to hold it. How was he supposed to hold it when fantasies of big black cocks were the only thing that kept him hard anymore? He wondered if Jess was masturbating to the same kind of stuff, and imagining her doing that made him blow his load almost instantly. Post-nut clarity kicked in and he remembered how much this fucking sucked. He wiped off and clicked away to his budget spreadsheet. They were already pretty regularly overdrafting--part of why they were fighting so much--but they always made up for it by the end of the month. There had to be some way to make this work. Some way... Kyle gulped at the month's budget after the $300 rent increase. They were fucked. In an anxious haze, an entire day of work slipped away and he crawled home on feet that twinged with every step.

"I'm sorry, sweets. I didn't mean to explode on you like that," Jess hugged and kissed Kyle after she got home from work, "I'm just so... so frustrated. I don't know how much longer I can live like this!"

Kyle held her and cried gently, "I'm sorry too. I really thought I could make the finances work. I don't understand how we're always so broke. And now, with the rent... I-I just..."

"Maybe... Maybe I should drop out, too... and work full time."

"But, babe! You only have one year left! You're so close!" Kyle felt incredibly guilty here. Why couldn't he provide for her as her man, or even as her lover?

"It's fine... I guess... I guess I could get a decent job with my Bachelor's for now..?" Jess started crying too.

"No! No way! I'll figure it out! I'll find a better job and everything'll be ok!"

Jess raised her head off his shoulder and looked into his eyes. His resolve filled her with confidence and passion, so she nodded and kissed him. Kyle kissed back sensually and Jess struggled against shying away. He wanted to have sex; she could tell he did, and it made her a little annoyed. It wasn't that she wasn't attracted to him... it was just... work had been so tiring... and it never really felt like... well, much... anymore. She remembered when he was all dolled up as a sissy and that made her heart beat quicker. That was how she was attracted to him now, but he refused to play like that again. He said he just wanted to forget it and she had promised him they could. Before she knew it, the kissing turned into groping, and the groping turned into him poking his little penis into her for a few minutes until he came (not inside her. God it would be bad if they had a baby right now) and dozed off.

Awakened by a constant, tame stirring in the bed, Kyle opened his eyes to find a light emanating around Jess's head as she laid on her side facing away from him. Her top arm seemed to be between her legs under the sheet and moving. She was making soft noises. It was probably something harmless, but he crooned his neck as quietly as he could to see what she was up to on her phone. First, he noticed that she had earbuds in and second, when his eyes adjusted to the light, he saw that she was watching one of those big black cock hypno videos. His heart sank and he drew in a sharp breath. When she flipped half-way to see if she'd been caught, Kyle pretended to be asleep and hoped she wouldn't feel how hard his heart was beating or see that he had gotten an instant erection. She really was masturbating to the same stuff he was. Even though he could feel the bed move as she started to finger herself again, he kept his eyes squeezed shut and tried really hard to fall asleep until, eventually, he did.

A few days later, rent came out and put their bank account in a negative just like Kyle had expected. Only what Kyle hadn't expected was that rent was taken out first, putting them close to $0, and then it was followed by 5 smaller charges. Because of the order of the transactions, they were hit with 5 separate overdraft fees of $40 each, making the negative closer to $500! Kyle started panicking hard. There was no way Jess wouldn't absolutely flip when she found out. She might even leave him this time. Lord knows she'd threatened to many times already. 'Frick frick frick,' Kyle thought as his eyes welled up. There had to be some easy way to get money. 'Think,' he thought. They didn't have anything valuable left to sell. They didn't have anyone left to ask to borrow money because they'd asked so many times already. His phone vibrated.

"Hey kids," it was a group text from Jess's dad, "just wanted to check in about that $600 I lent you a few months ago. No rush!"

'Frick frick frick!' Kyle's thoughts were even more panicked and his mind made the jump from dad to daddy. He gulped hard, thinking the unthinkable. No way. He would never stoop that low.

Jess burst through the front door, "Kyle! What the fuck!?" She started shrieking like an enraged banshee and stomping around the house looking for him.

"... y-yes..?" He came cowering out of the bedroom, knowing she must have seen the bank account.

"Why are we $500 in the negative!? Did you know about this?"

"I-I-uh..."

"I tried to buy a fucking soda at the quad and my card got declined! I've never been so embarrassed in my fucking goddamn life!" She stamped the floor angrily.

"I... I thought... I'm..."

"Ugh! Say something," Jess shoved him. When he didn't respond, she flew into an even greater rage, "you fucking... urgh! Fucking pussy! Maybe... Maybe I should see if Mateo's offer's still open!"

"Y-y-y," the stuttering got really bad again, "y-you don't mean that..."

She didn't mean it. At least... she didn't think she meant it. She was just pissed. They didn't speak for the rest of the evening and Kyle, of course, found himself worrying about the crushing, awful thing Jess had said all day and night. He slept on the couch.

The following day, a Saturday, there was a knock at Mateo's door.

"The fuck is this..?" He grumbled, setting free a cloud of weedsmoke. His promotion had resulted in a little more work, so he took his weekends more seriously than ever, not liking when any punk motherfuckers disrupted his chill.

He swung open the door without checking the peep hole or even putting clothes on, so he was standing there in nothing but a pair of drooping basketball shorts when his jaw dropped, "gottdamn!"

Shifting from foot to foot nervously at his door was a sexy little thing in open-toed stiletto heels, a black leather trench coat that went down to mid thigh, and a reminiscent pink collar with a silver spade pendant. "Hi," she said shyly-but-sensuously, "can we talk?"

"Who was at the door?" Another female voice called from across the apartment.

"Oh, sorry... I didn't know you had company."

Mateo chortled hard as fuck and turned his head to yell back into the apartment, "it's just Kylie, baby!"

"What!?" Shocked, Jess ran into the room, naked apart from her own collar, finger and toe nails glittering professionally for the first time in months.

When her and Kylie's eyes met, both of their jaws dropped too.

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As I'm sure y'all can imagine, I spent so much time writing this kinky ass smut that I should've been spending gettin' paper. If my work had you enjoying even close to as many hours of furious masturbatory bliss as it did me, pop your punk ass over to my bio and buy me a coffee. Anything helps. Now, bitch! ; P)