Although this is a stand alone story, this is the seventh chapter of a story depicting a female school principal's seduction into the world of black lesbian domination at the hands of a former student turned employee.
Sam's early return home rekindled Taisha's drive to deal with him once and for all. Sam is the husband of Principal Maggie Turner, the object of Taisha Smith's desires for several years. Sam's philandering was instrumental in Taisha's recent success in turning Principal Turner to Taisha's way of thinking. So, she was grateful for that. However, he more often than not proved to be a thorn in her side when it came to her relationship with Principal Turner, and it was time to find him a distraction.
Sam was an extremely successful motor home salesman and when Taisha returned from college with no money, living with her Gigi (grandmother), the Turners offered to let her live in the deluxe motor home they had in the back yard, next to the pool! It was an incredible opportunity to let her be independent until she landed a full-time teaching slot and could afford her own place.
However, since she moved into the RV, Sam has been all eyes on Taisha. Taisha has enjoyed toying with him ever since he revealed his fantasy of sex with a black woman. Later, he revealed some of his most intimate desires, including wanting to take Taisha's ass and a pension for being controlled, if it is to his pleasure of course.
When Taisha told him she could never do anything to betray her mentor and boss, the little snake even told her that he and Maggie had an "arrangement" that allowed him to seek affections outside the marriage on occasion. Once he made that revelation, he gave her what she needed to close the deal on the true object of her affections, his lovely wife Principal Maggie Turner.
Maggie suspected Sam's philandering and his desire for Taisha was obvious to all, whenever she was around. Taisha even had him on speaker in Maggie's office once during a suggestive conversation.
Later in a private discussion, Taisha told him again, that she could never do that to Maggie, but he did stir some hidden desires in her. Her solution was to have an intimate phone call where they pleasured themselves fantasizing about their secret desires. She recorded the phone sex session and shared it with Maggie. That was the lynch pin of her plan to seduce Principal Turner.
After years of fantasizing and weeks of planning, she finally turned Principal Turner into her submissive "teacher's pet". Sam was out of town, and she had two days planned to be alone with her. And at the peak of the fantasy weekend, she'd dreamed about for years, Sam came home early and cut it short. To that point she'd tolerated the horny little prick as a minor nuisance to be dealt with later. After being the only fly in the ointment of her perfect weekend, it was time.
Taisha subbed for the boys gym teacher for two days earlier in the week but had Wednesday off and maybe more, depending on the need for additional subs. She was home lounging in the sun after a morning swim, lying face down in her neon orange bikini. When Sam spotted her, he quietly opened the slider and walked toward her admiring her smooth ebony skin against the bright orange fabric. He stood there quietly drinking her in with his eyes.
Her hair was braided and rolled into a bun, revealing her beautiful neck and shoulders. The sting bikini left her back exposed, and his eyes followed the arch of her back down to her firm round ass, bursting from the still moist triangular fabric. The wet fabric clung to her skin pulling into the crack of her ass highlighting her incredible buns.
He replayed a conversation when she told him she would take it in the ass if he treated her right. "If you want to use my ass like a pussy, you need to treat it like a pussy." She spoke. When he asked her what she meant she replied, "White guys like to eat pussy don't they?"
He could never have a discussion like that with Maggie. Since that talk, he thought about fucking that ass every day, a hundred times a day. Standing there, he imagined pulling her bottoms off and licking her asshole wet, before slipping his hard cock into her tight little sphincter. His cock grew hard as he pictured her buns jiggling while he pounded his pelvis against them.
Taisha heard his car arrive earlier and could hear him breathing like a perv, standing next to her. "Good, morning Mr. Turner, is there anything I can help you with?" She said without opening her eyes.
He exhaled, a bit startled, and a lot turned on. "Good morning Taisha, you are looking, well this morning."
She rolled over, raised the chair back and placed one leg on the chair, knee bent and spread wide. "What brings you home today?" Asked Taisha as she began bouncing her knee side to side.
Sam ogled her pussy in the bikini hoping something may become exposed. "I did so good last weekend, I decided to take the day off today. Looks like you've been swimming this morning."
His eyes never left her crotch. "Mr. Turner you shouldn't look at me like that, especially with that trying to escape." Her eyes swung toward his boner, then back to his face.
He looked down to see a pants tent, glaring at him.
"I told you Mr. Turner..."
"Please, Sam. Call me Sam." He interjected.
"Mr. Turner, I can't, and we can't..." she bobbed her head toward his boner. "I could never betray her you know that. No matter how tempted we are."
Then she stood up and dried herself off, making sure to move slowly, and bend down to dry her ankles giving him a full shot of her ass with the bikini bottom stretched to the max. She continued, stood up and dried her chest and stomach while he watched like a drooling dog.
"It's way too hot out here. I'm gonna go lay down in the RV and try to find some release, I mean relief, it's so hot and sticky." She said putting then next part of her plan in place. "You look a little heated to Mr. Turner. You might want to get out of those restrictive hot clothes and relax too. Call me if you need to talk. Sometimes a distraction can help so you don't just wallow in the heat."
Sam was so worked up he could barely breath. Her hips swayed as she walked away. The bikini bottom bunched up after she stood up and slid between her butt cheeks. His cock was throbbing, and he too needed a release. She obviously wanted another phone sex session.
"The last one was very good." he thought to himself. He was confident if he continued, he would wear her down eventually. He could tell she clearly wanted him. He decided he would play along, very soon she would not be satisfied finger fucking herself. Besides, it was pretty fucking exciting talking dirty to his sexy African Queen even if he was just fucking his hand.
Taisha went inside and called her friend Latiqua while she set up a video camera focused on Sam's bedroom window. "How's the Princess today?"
"Bored sweetie, how 'bout you?" Replied Latiqua
"Far from it. I do have something that might pique your interest."
"Who is he?" giggled Latiqua.
"He is a thirtyish married white man with a taste for an African queen. If you're free for lunch I can arrange a meeting?"
"Honey, I'm game for anything. Is he cute?"
"It's hard for me to say, he's not really my type. A horn dawg though. Really into trying some African ass that's for sure..."
That's right up my alley! Pun intended."
"Latiqua Sweetie, you are nasty naughty. I'd say he's attractive. How about if I tell him you know nothing about it, but if he shows up for lunch, he can "accidentally" meet you. If you guys hit it off, I'll run the possibility by you in private and go from there. That way there's no pressure on either of you. I think he could be a lot of fun for both of us. Full disclosure I want his wife, I have wanted her for..."
"Holly fuck! "Her" husband! Taisha Honey, are you still obsessing over..."
"I've got her Latiqua, I finally got her. Now I need a distraction for him. I think you'd be perfect and really enjoy this one. But that is totally your choice. If he doesn't float your boat, no worries Sweetie." Said Taisha sincerely.
"Oh, I can't wait to see this. I'll be there, tell me where." Latiqua giggled
"How 'bout Sugar's 12:15."
"I'll be there, and I will look good."
"All right, love you Sweetie. By the way, how's your momma?" her phone beeped. "Oh, sorry gotta go, another call and it's him. Wants to talk dirty."
"What? I thought you wanted..." Taisha hung up.
"Hello?" she answered softly as she went to lay on her bed.
She learned from an encounter with Maggie, from their second-floor bedroom you could see the bottom couple feet of her bed if the blinds were turned at the popper angle. So, she laid with her head at the foot of the bed looking up toward the bedroom window. The curtains were closed.
"Hello, Mr. Turner, I am so glad you called. I am still really hot." she said teasingly.
"I agree, unseasonably hot."
"Where are you Mr. Turner?"
"In my bedroom of course and..."
"Prove it." She said playfully.
"What do you mean?"
"Look out your window Mr. Turner."
The curtains opened and he stood looking down. She smiled and waved. He could see her head and shoulders as she lay looking backward up to him. He saw no shoulder straps
"What are you wearing Mr. Turner?"
"Isn't it obvious?"
"I can see your upper body but, not... fuck, is that a cucumber strapped to your body or are you just glad to see me." She said playfully.
He stepped back from the window for fear of neighbors watching.
"Mr. Turner, I think I can help you with that. Won't you please lay on the bed and get comfortable. Put your phones on speaker and tell me when the swelling started?"
"Well, Doctor Smith, it began the moment I saw you in that orange bikini."
"Interesting Mr. Turner, I'll need to know exactly what you were thinking, so we can get to the bottom of this." Said Taisha.
"That bottom is the problem," he replied. "At the end of our last phone session, we talked about that bottom, and I've been thinking of it none stop ever since."
"Please expand on that hypothesis so we can probe into the problem a little more deeply Mr. Turner." She grinned as she heard him sigh. "What exactly would you want to do to the offending bottom, Mr. Turner?"
He took a deep breath. "I would slowly peel down that neon orange bikini bottoms so I could get a good long look at those smooth, dark buns."
"Thank you, that bikini bottom was bugging me. These buns much prefer the open air. Oh, Mr. Turner! Is that your warm breath? Oh!" She gasped.
"I'm kissing the arch of your back, touching each vertebra, Ms. Taisha and my hands are caressing those buns as I move lower."
"Oh my, I feel that" replied Taisha softly. "I love when you call me Ms. Taisha. Little did he know she was sitting up on her bed with her laptop checking her e-mails. "Those kisses make me tingle all over." She found a certain irony in him calling her Ms. Taisha as Principal Turner did when they are alone together.
"Your buns are so silky smooth; I could kiss them all day. Oh yeah, I think I just might." He said contentedly.
"How's your swelling now Mr. Turner.''
"I'm afraid it's getting worse."
"On a scale of one to ten, how bad is it Mr. Turner?"
"It's a full on ten Dr. Smith."
"Is the affected area hard Mr. Turner?"
"Oh God yes!"
"How hard is it Mr. Turner?"
"My cock's so fucking hard I could pound fucking nails with it."
"That sounds serious, we need to find a warm tight place to put it. Until then I need you to rub the affected area. Friction should help."
He grunted. "Oh yeah that's helping."
"Count for me as you stroke Mr. Turner let's make sure you've got the pace right."
Sam wondered where she was going with this but he needed relief, so he counted. "One... Two..."
"Faster Mr. Turner."
"One, two, three,"
"Better, a little faster." She said excitedly.
"I can think of a warm place to put it Sam. Do you want in my ass Sam?" She asked innocently and pushed him over the edge.
"Oh, fuck I bet that little asshole's so tight! Oh, Fuck Ah! Ah! Ah!"
She could hear him grunting and the bed rustling.
"Oh Mr. Turner, I think that might have done the trick. Did a creamy white liquid come out?"
He grunted, "Still coming."
"Show me."
"What?" he asked, confused.
"Show me Mr. Turner hurry!"
She laid back down with her head in view and he appeared in the window.
She pretended to be touching herself. He looked down and could see her body rocking.
"Lean forward and show me," She whined. He did and she continued. "Rub you cream on your cock Mr. Turner!" He began to stroke himself. "Oh, that's it. Taste it for Mr. Turner! Oh God, I need to know how you taste, show me! Tell me! I can see you getting hard again. Please Mr. Turner taste it for me, I wanna see."
Sam was working into a frenzy watching and listening to his African Queen masturbate for him. His cock was getting fully hard again.
"Taste it Mr. Turner, If you wanna take the next step taste it please. I need to see." She shouted desperately and he could almost see her tits as the bed rocked.
He released his cock and took a pretend lick. "Like you mean it Sam, I need to know. He took a real lick and she screamed. "Lick it all and tell me sweet or tart please, we can take the next step!"
He licked his palm, "Oh Baby my come tastes so sweet!"
"Oh God Mr. Turner, cum with me." She screeched." Stroke that steel cock and cum with me."
She watched as he stroked himself wildly in the window. She had to admit she was impressed he was working on a second orgasm in just over two minutes. The man's got staying power.
"Oh Mr. Turner it looks so hard, I want in me, I'm gonna cum. Cum with me!"
Sam couldn't believe how out of control she was over him. He needed his cock in that ass, whatever it took. He pounded his cock furiously, so he could cum again and show her his stamina.
"Oh, fuck I'm cumming." she screamed rocking the bed as she feigned an orgasm.
"I love your fucking ass Baby, I'm cum, ming in th, that tight little ass, Ms. Ta, isha!"
"Fuck me hard Mr. Turner! Oh! Yes, yes, yes!"
Sam shoulders hunched forward, and legs pressed together stiff as a board as his full-blown fuck face was being recorded while shooting a half load of spunk on the window. Taisha hoped it was gonna be visible from the camera.
"Shit Mr. Turner you are incredible. That's a machine gun cock. We gotta do something about this. Your gonna make me lose my mind." She said stroking his ego and relishing the fact, she got him to taste his own cum.
Sam stepped back from the window as he realized a neighbor could have seen that. He didn't see anyone but took cover just in case.
"I'm ready for the next step, Ms. Taisha." He panted.
He felt the urge to taste his cum again thinking it really tasted better than he imagined. Licking some more off his hand, he thought it was sweet at first then a touch of bitter metallic after taste.
"Easy Machine Gun, I have to get ready to meet a friend for... Wait a minute. I have an idea. Are you free for lunch?" She asked excitedly.
"Yes, where are we going?" He responded quickly.
"Meet me out back at 11:30 and I'll explain. I think this will work for all of us!" She sounded excited. "Don't forget to wash your window, Machine Gun!" Then she hung up.
Sam cleaned up his mess excited to know what she had in mind. He was wearing her down, that he knew for certain. He didn't understand how the friend she mentioned came into play. "Could she mean a threesome?" He asked out loud and smiled. "Or is she blowing her friend off for me?" he wondered. He was afraid he might regret cumming the second time if he had to take on two of them.
Taisha wore a pair of tight jeans and a skintight tank tee showed off her tits, beautifully. When he saw her his mind raced with thoughts of the breaking through her defenses and having his way.
She smiled and spun, "How do I look Mr. Turner? Not too disheveled after this morning, I hope.
Her braids hung to mid back, pointing Sam's eyes to that firm round ass. His expression was almost one of pain looking at it, as he imagined those buns bouncing off his pelvis.
"You look like a dream Taisha."
"Thank you, Mr. Turner. But when we're alone, from now on you should call me Ms. Taisha." She said strongly.
He looked at her half stunned, wondering about her tone. She flashed a flirty smile and he said, "Ms. Taisha."
"Thank you, Mr. Turner. It's become clear to me I don't think I can trust myself with you. You stir feelings in me that aren't safe for either of us. But as we were talking, it hit me. I have a friend; I'm meeting for Lunch at Sugar's on Fifth street."
He smiled, "I know it well, great meatloaf." His mind immediately went to threesome. "Ok and you want me to join you?"
"May I finish please, Mr. Turner. You're insatiable." Her flirtatious smile returned.
The thought of those lips on his cock made him gasp.
"Latiqua is, how do I say it? Well, open minded, when it comes to men. She's always had and curiosity about white men, but never had the opportunity."
Definitely a threesome he thought, trying not to get ahead of himself. She's probably fat and ugly, calm down.
"I know she shares my feelings on the special fantasy you have, that if we're treated right, it can be... Gratifying for both parties." Taisha said tantalizingly.
His heart raced at the thought of two assess side my side begging for his cock. "Her friend takes it in the ass too!" He thought to himself trying to contain his excitement. Now, he was thankful he came the second time, or his tent would be back.
"As I've said, special understanding or not, I won't do that to Principal Turner. But there may be a way, to satisfy you urge for African ass..."
"Uh huh." he said sounding like Sherlock Holmes making a game changing deduction, in one of the old black and white films.
"Latiqua is very beautiful and has an ass to die for..."
"I see where you're going with this." Said Sam exuberantly, but telling himself. 'She could be fat and ugly, calm down.
"So, if you could try to let me finish, please." She said flashing him that smile. "I'm meeting her at 12:15 for lunch. If you just happened to show up, you could get a chance to meet her. She'll have no idea what's happening, so if you aren't interested, you move on, and no feelings are hurt. If you're interested, you can offer to join us. Then after getting to know her a little, if you want me to pursue it with her, you pay for the three of us. Then I'll speak to her after you leave and let you know. Sound like a plan?"
"Yes, I like the way you think Taisha." He said eagerly.
"Two things," She replied with a more serious tone. "Number one, what did you just call me?"
"Taisha, oh right, Ms. Taisha." He corrected himself.
"Good, you can take instruction. That's important, because Latiqua, requires her partners to follow her instructions in the bedroom. She'll do pretty much everything, but she needs to be in charge."
"You had me from, 'She'll do pretty much everything.' I love it when a woman tells me what she wants." He smiled at Taisha with his own flirtatious look.
"Let me tell ya what I want, what I really really want..." She sang as she walked away. "See you at Sugar's, Sugar. "
He watched that ass sway as she walked away.
When he arrived at the restaurant, he saw Taisha, with a tall beautiful black woman, with long straightened hair combed back over her shoulders, wearing an amazing dress. He was, joining them for lunch, no question. He had to stare when he saw her. It was a tight fitting strapless black dress with that clung to every curve of her body. Her shoulders and arms were sexy and toned and she was the epitome of an hourglass shape. Her breasts were twice the size of Maggie's and her waist, narrow, but her hips were wide and shapely.
The dress had a seam down the middle and the material was scrunched creating a ruffled look against her firm body. Her tits bulged out the top that had a butterfly pattern formed by the bunched fabric. The dress was also seamed on the sides and the back half was smooth stretchable fabric that clung perfectly to her round protruding ass. There was not a panty line in sight, and he fantasized that she wasn't wearing any.
Ms. Taisha did not exaggerate, that ass was to die for. Everything, about her was sexy hot. Her dress did not even reach mid-thigh, and it cut a little higher in the back since the fabric had to cover that incredible ass. Her thighs were thick and toned but very shapely and her calves in her hi heels were remarkable.
Sam needed no introduction to know he loved Taisha's plan and was all in. He walked toward them, and Taisha noticed and waved.
"Ms. Taisha, how are you?" He said as he spread his arms for a hug.
"Mr. Turner, what are doing here?" She replied hugging him.
"Best meatloaf in Town." Said Sam.
"This is my friend Latiqua, I've known her forever." She said smiling.
"Is this 'the' Mr. Turner," asked Latiqua, as she looked at Taisha with a warm smile.
"Yes, it is." She said happily.
Sam had reached out a hand to shake, when Latiqua went in for a hug. "I've heard so much about you and your wife, taking care of my girl. Thank you so much."
She hugged him tight, and those tits felt incredible pressed against him. Not to mention she smelled like a dream. He had to stop himself from hugging her ass and moved his hands high on her back. It was uncovered to mid back with the low-cut dress. He also got another mini fantasy fulfilled getting to feel her hair. It was soft, like touching fine wool.
"Would you like to join us Mr. Turner? " Asked Taisha.
"I'd love to, but on one condition. I'm buying."
"Mr. Turner, you've done so much for me since, I couldn't..."
"Please Ms. Taisha, It would be my pleasure. Any man in this restaurant would pay a fortune to dine with two such lovely ladies." He said picturing them naked in his bed.
"Handsome and sweet," Said Latiqua with a blush. "You're wife's a lucky lady."
Sam tried to think of a way to steer her away from talking about his wife. But nothing came to mind. So, he stepped toward the hostess. "We're a threesome now, miss."
The hostess smiled, and replied, "Well ok then."
"Ms. Taisha didn't tell me you were naughty, Sam." She said touching his shoulder. Sam noticed she also called her Ms. Taisha.
"He is full of surprises, that's for sure." Taisha said flashing the flirty smile again.
Sam smiled and as he struggled for a witty retort, the hostess saved him.
"Right this way, please. Beth will be your waitress today, I'll let her know to keep an eye on you three." She seated them at a half booth. The ladies took the chairs and Sam the bench side.
Lunch was going smoothly. Sam noticed Latiqua, was big on eye contact and seemed to hang on every word. She asked about his business and how much he travels and to where. She seemed genuinely interested and definitely attracted. There even seemed to be a little foot play under the table.
When Taisha and Latiqua went to the ladies room, he did his best to come up with an icebreaker for their return, but they seemed to take forever. When he saw them finally coming back, he lost his words as they approached, giggling. He just stood up and said, "Welcome back ladies," Then to Sam's delight, Latiqua sat next to him and scooted in touching thighs.
Latisha looked at him, "Mr. Turner, if you haven't already figured it out, I spoke with Latiqua, and she is quite taken with you. When I told her about the "understanding" you have with Principal Turner she became very, shall we say, intrigued. It is extremely fortunate, that we happened to end up here today, as it occurred to me this chance meeting could be a blessing to all of us.
"You see Sam, Latiqua has a secret fantasy involving a forbidden white man. And Latiqua, Sam has a secret fantasy involving an African Queen. I can't trust myself around Sam, but I could live vicariously through you. It's a win, win, win. Do you see where I'm going with this?"
Sam and Latiqua nodded. "It sounds like you both would like to take the next step?" Said Taisha smiling. They nodded.
"La honey, Sam and I had a little phone session this morning and explored his fetish for using the back door if you know what I mean. And let's just say we both had a very happy ending. I now call him Machine Gun Sammy 'cause he can fire bullet after bullet. But you see It wouldn't be right for me to act on these desires when I work for Principal Turner. You are the perfect solution."
Sam blushed with embarrassment. but felt his heart race as Latiqua took his hand. "Machine Gun Sammy, you are a naughty boy, aren't you?" She turned toward him, and he fought the urge to kiss those ruby red full lips.
"And he takes instruction well La, I know you like that." She smiled at Latiqua and then turned to Sam. "Machine gun, you should know that it is important to follow all La's instructions or there may be punishment involved." She held up a picture on her phone.
It was a full body shot of Latiqua, in black leather knee high boots, Black strapless top and black leather mini skirt. She held a riding crop in her right hand with the leather strap end in her left. She stood legs wide and tits bulging,
Sam's eyes widened and cock stirred. "You can punish me any day." he said without thought.
Latiqua, hugged his arm and put her head to his shoulder as she squeezed. "I just love you already!"
Before he could collect his thoughts, Taisha nearly pushed him to climax number three. "Well, I'll leave you two to work out the details. Oh, how I would love to watch," she said as she stood up.
Latiqua' s face lit up and she looked toward Sam. "I'm game if you are Machine Gun."
Sam noticed Taisha, stopped in her tracks, as his mind raced to the threesome image again. He looked at Taisha's face with her child at Christmas expression and said, "Oh, hell yes!"
Latiqua bounced and grinned still hugging his arm while Taisha melted slowly back into her chair.
They agreed on same time next week at Latiqua' s apartment, then Sam paid and left them to chat. He would have them both, he could feel it.
He could hardly contain himself as the week seemed too painfully long. Taisha was fortunate there were no sub jobs that day so she and Latiqua met an hour earlier for Sam's big day.
Sam arrived early and made sure he identified the place, not wanting to be late. He waited in the car, until 12:15 trying not to seem too eager either. Unfortunately, the wait only let his mind wonder and cock grow stiffer. The little blue pill he popped earlier to assure his machine gun reputation was lived up to, did not help his cause of appearing over eager.
He was greeted at the door by Latiqua in the outfit from the photo. "There's the machine gun I've been waiting for. Come in please." She pointed with the riding crop toward a hallway.
Sam stepped in and his jaw dropped. She was every bit as tall as him, smelled heavenly and her skin looked like ebony satin. The top was fabric and hugger her abdomen ending just above her belly button with a zipper down the front. The bottom was a leather mini that covered at most a third of her upper thigh.
Her hair was combed straight again and glistened softly. Her breasts bulged together and upward. Her neck and shoulders begged for kisses and the curve of her hips remarkable.
"Follow me Machine Gun." She commanded and turned to strut down the hall.
Sam grunted when she turned revealing the skirt in back cut way up exposing all but the upper third of her ass. Her ass cheeks grinned at him where her ass met her toned thighs. Her ass crack was dark giving way to two amazing smooth dark globes. That seemed to force the skirt higher.
He followed her to her bedroom and when he entered, his jaw dropped again. Taisha stood in an outfit that struck him as Pocahontas in a flapper dress. It was a semi strapless red dress that cut straight across the front of her chest with the exception of a V that cut down about an inch inside each nipple and ended at the bottom of her sternum. There were straps that continued the straight line and wrapped around mid-bicep. From the straps and following the upper hem line dangled a series of red six-inch-long tassels.
The skirt cut straight across her thighs and had three rows of tassels like a 1920's flapper dress. Her hair was pulled back and her bare neck and shoulders were calling as well.
Latiqua stood at the foot of the bed and waved him over with the riding crop, while Taisha took a seat in an armchair in the corner near the window. On the wall was a flat screen turned on with a blue screen.
Sam's cock was ready for nail pounding again. Just the friction of his boner rubbing his pants threatened to make him cum as he walked toward her. She leaned back on the bed propping herself up with her left arm outstretched behind her. She was a vision with her legs crossed. Her top foot bounced, causing her tits to jiggle ever so slightly. Her tummy was toned and tight and her belly button screamed for his tongue. All he could think about fucking both beautiful asses.
"Stop right there," commanded Latiqua as he got close.
She took the flappy end of the riding crop and gently traced the outline of his boner through his dress pants. "You are such a naughty man Sam. I can tell you're happy to see me. What are you thinking about that makes that impressive cock so hard Sam?"
"I think we both know..."
"Tell me what you want to do to me Sam." She interrupted, as she traced the leather flap up his shaft.
Sam sighed, "I want to kiss those big red lips and..."
She stood up quickly and hovered inches from his face. "You like this mouth, Sam?"
"Oh yes, so..."
Her tongue thrust forward drilling between his lips and plunging into his mouth. He gasped and breathed her perfume as her minty tongue explored his mouth. They kissed passionately for a moment before she broke the kiss.
"Take off your shirt Sam." She commanded.
His hands move to unbutton his oxford shirt.
"What else do you want Sam?" She asked softly leaning toward his ear.
He frantically undid the buttons, yanked the shirt out of his pants, and tossed it aside.
"I want to kiss those tits!" He said feeling like the guy who just found the magic lamp. Rub and make a wish.
She pressed her chest forward. "You may proceed if you ask properly."
"May I please kiss your breasts, Latiqua?" He asked politely.
"You should refer to me as Madam Latiqua." She said reaching down and rubbing his boner with the crop.
"May I kiss your breasts please, Madam Latiqua?" He asked again.
"Yes, you may Sam. Thank you for asking." She said offering herself.
Sam pulled down the zipper releasing her big beautifully round breasts. Latiqua gripped his shoulders and turned them, pushing him into a seated position on the bed. Then she pushed her breasts toward him. He gripped them and began to kiss and lick her dark nipples. They were firm and projectile like, and he deduced she must have had implant surgery.
Based on her moans it did not seem to have affected her sensitivity and her small nipples became quite stiff. He shoved his face between her breasts and then kissed them thoroughly, enjoying her scent. His cock throbbed all the more, knowing Taisha was watching.
She placed hand on the back of his head and asked. "What else do you want Sam?"
"I want those lips on my cock La, I mean, Madame Latiqua." He said sucking a nipple back in.
Next, she pulled his hair, tilting his head back to look him in the eyes. "You want a lot, Sam. Lucky I'm a sucker for a pretty face. Did you see the pun there Sam?"
With her hands on his shoulders, she gave him a shove backward onto the bed, and went straight for his belt. She unbuckled, unzipped and wiggled his pants and underwear down. They hung up as she realized his shoes were still on and yanked them off to.
She stood looking down at him as he lay on his back with his elbows propping up his upper body and knees bent over the edge of the bed. "Ms. Taisha was right, you've got quite the high caliber machine gun, don't you?" She picked up her riding crop and tapped it between his knees. "Spread 'em Machine gun, it's time we get properly acquainted."
He gladly complied as he drank in the shape of her body, while she removed her boots, leaving only the black mini. Her bright red lips glistened as she dropped to her knees and leaned forward, She caressed his balls with the soft leather flap.
"You've been such a good boy Sam. I'm going to give you what you want, but remember, you'll need to reciprocate very soon." She said holding her lips close enough to his balls he could feel her breath.
"Anything you like Madame Latiqua, anything you like." He sighed, and starred down at her with his mouth open, anticipating contact.
As those glistening lips touched his balls he sighed and noticed the TV flickered. Latiqua opened wide and gently engulfed his left nut while her tongue wiggled against his sensitive sack. After a moment she released him.
"Oh Sam, I love your cock. I'm gonna be so good to it today. It's so fucking hard," she said as she gripped it, stroked it and lick his balls.
"Uh huh," Taisha whispered. Sam looked and she had pulled up the Pocahontas dress and had a hand in her red panties touching herself.
Then the TV blasted to life with the image of him leaning toward the window with his boner flopping. Taisha's voice reverberated through the bedroom, "fuck, is that a cucumber strapped to your body or are you just glad to see me."
"Ms. Taisha made a little movie for me Sam and I've been watching all week. I love it, and now I'm finally holding that beautiful cock. I'd love to watch it with your wife since you have an understanding..."
"No! don't even think about it!" Sam Barked trying to wiggle free.
Taisha, chimed in. "Don't worry Mr. Turner, La's just messing with ya. You need to understand we're not stupid. You're a horn dawg and we know it. Latiqua just needs to ensure your compliance. Follow instructions and you'll be fine."
Latiqua, held him firm, smiled and thrust his cock in her mouth.
"La is hungry today," sighed Taisha. "Do you agree to do whatever she asks of you Sam?"
He looked at those lips sliding up and down his shaft slowly, as her tongue swirled.
"Yes!"
"That's so good Sam." She lapped her tongue around the head of his cock as she smiled at him hungrily. I'm gonna show you things you've never seen before Sweetheart. And you're gonna beg for more."
Then she slid her hand between his tummy and his cock and slowly licked from his balls to his tip slowly and repeatedly. He nodded and gasped.
"I'm gonna take my time Sam. I hope you've got all day."
"Oh fuck, Huh! Yes!" He gasped.
"Do you wanna come in my mouth Sam?" She asked taking her tongue to his balls where she began to lick every bit of them.
"Yes!"
"If you cum in my mouth, I cum in yours." replied Latiqua between licks.
"Oh God yes!" he grunted. "Your mouth is so good, Madam Latiqua."
She smiled and slowly slid his shaft into her and sucked him hard, bobbing with fingers gripping the base of his six-inch shaft. She pressed all the way to his balls and sucked him hard as she slid off with a slurping sound before repeating.
"Oh God," he sighed. Fuck I love your mouth, you're gonna make me cum La, La huh! Madam La, tiqua. Please don't stop. Oh, those fucking lips." Sam's hips gyrated and bounced off the bed. "Oh, Fuck suck that fucking dick. Ah!"
He watched in amazement as her head bobbed and she hungrily devoured his cock like she fucking loved it. He touched the back of her head. "Oh fuck, don't stop, gonna..."
His head dropped back onto the bed and his hips bounced as he fucked that hot mouth. Latiqua, nodded and hummed, "Uh huh, uh huh." tasting his precum beginning leak out. That excited her further and she cupped his balls to feel him release his seed.
He gripped the comforter and arched his back as he began to ejaculate in her hot sexy mouth, thrusting himself into her throat as she eagerly swallowed. He felt jet after jet blast into her mouth and she kept going. "Fuck, Madam Latiqua, best blow job Ah! Ever!"
When he finished Latiqua kept up the pace not letting him soften. "Ms. Taisha Honey, thank you so much!" He groaned at the ceiling. "She's hah! Amazing."
Taisha whimpered still touching herself, anticipating what came next. "See what I mean La?" He's still hard and ready to fire." Taisha panted.
Sam couldn't believe any of it. He planned to fuck them both all day long and was thankful for the little blue pill.
Latiqua continued to stroke his boner while she stood up and stepped around his knee pushing his legs together. With the riding crop she slapped his right hand.
"Arms straight over your head and legs together machine gun. I'm gonna see how many bullets this magazine can hold," she gently rubbed the flap against his balls. Close your eyes and keep them closed until I tell you to open." He did as commanded. The riding crop teased his chest and stomach.
"I can't believe how hard you are, Sam after delivering that hot load. Oh, you taste so..." She hesitated and he opened his eyes for a peek. Instantly the crop struck his nipple with a biting sting. "Keep those pretty little eyes closed, or you'll feel my wrath Sammy."
"Yes, Madam Latiqua," he said grinning, as aroused as he could ever remember being. "Whatever you say."
"Look at him Ms. Taisha he's so hard it doesn't even touch his belly. Help me out of this, I need to take him right now." She never stopped stroking him with her right hand and teasing him with the crop end, now circling his nipples.
It was clear to Sam, Latiqua was well disciplined to always refer to her alpha as Ms. Taisha. As he wondered where that left him in the pecking order, he heard the zipper on her mini being pulled down and tried another peek. Whack! the crop bit his nipple. "Closed means closed, you little man whore." She held it against his cheek. "Understand Sam?" she asked firmly.
"Yes, Madam Latiqua." Sam grinned.
He could feel them shuffling as she worked out of her bottoms. What he couldn't see was her six-inch boner and completely shaved body.
"Where would you like me to put this next Sammy?" She asked seductively rubbing his cock.
He couldn't hold back any longer. "I want it in that big beautiful black ass Madame Latiqua please!"
The flap slapped lightly against his cheek teasing him. "Before you stick that big hard cock in my tight little asshole, you know you gotta prep it right." He nodded and stuck out his tongue.
"Yes, Madam Latiqua, I am so ready."
"Such a bad boy!" A little harder slap on the side of the face. "Keep em closed and get ready for a day you'll never forget.
The TV burst to life with Sam's voice. "I love your fucking ass Baby, I'm cum, ming in th, that tight little ass!" Followed by a harder slap and the TV went silent.
"Closed until I tell you to open them! If the police saw the edited version of this, they might think you were jacking off in your window watching the neighbors." Said Latiqua as she rubbed her thumb on his cock tip.
Sam was aroused and confused. Why would she think he even wanted to resist, and she needed to resort to blackmail? But if this was needed to pop that ass, he was more than happy to comply. "I'll do whatever you like Madam Latiqua. That's pretty fucking obvious by now."
"Tell me what you're gonna do to get my asshole ready Sam." The crop flap caressed his balls softly as she stoked him slow and steady.
"I'm gonna lick that little sphincter and drill it with my tongue." He said afraid he might cum. "Please, hurry or I'm gonna cum in your hand, you turn me on so much Madame Latiqua."
"Beg to eat my ass Sam." She panted.
"Please stop or I'll cum before I ever even touch it." He pleaded and she stopped stroking.
"You are a horny little man whore aren't you, Sam?"
"Yes," he answered almost proudly.
"Beg for it" She gave a love tap to his boner.
He relaxed his arms and the crop moved with lightning speed and slapped his arm moderately.
Arms up eyes closed and beg for it!"
"Please let me eat that glorious ass so I can fuck it so hard." he begged eagerly.
"You beg like a real little man whore Sammy. Doesn't he Ms. Taisha."
"Uh huh!" she squeaked. Looking at the silotte of Latiqua' s ass with her completely hairless boner sticking out and up. Her beautiful tits jiggling as she swayed.
"Good boy, keep your eyes closed. But I wish you could see how deep she's getting those fingers. She likes to watch. Now slide yourself onto the bed and tell me what you want."
"I wanna touch that ass and taste it..." He paused as he felt her climbing on the bed beside him. "...and get it good and loose for my stiff dick." Then he put his heals on the end of the bed, shoved and wiggled himself up the bed.
"Oh, you are a bad, bad boy Sam. Isn't he Ms. Taisha?" Said Latiqua softly. Sam could feel her moving close, her breath on his neck.
"So bad Latiqua, hoah!" Whimpered Taisha.
He thought he could hear Taisha's cunt sloshing as she fingered herself for him.
"Eyes closed and don't move until I tell you to Sam." She said as she lifted her left leg over his torso and straddled him on all fours.
Her heat radiated as Latiqua hovered over him, with her thighs barely brushing his hips. He sensed her drawing closer and felt a teasing brush of her lips on his.
Taisha smiled watching Latiqua reel him in. Her hard on poised directly over his and Taisha thought they were nearly identical in length. One pink and veiny and the other dark and smooth.
Latiqua taunted him with her lips, tickling his, then pulling back. He snuck a peek and their eyes met as she plunged her tongue into his mouth. Sam hummed while their tongues danced and lips melted together. The taste of his own cum sent a strange tingle through him and he sucked her into his mouth.
After a moment, she broke the kiss. "Do you like that taste, Sam?" She looked into his eyes, and he nodded. "I'm so glad, because I love tasting you." She kissed him again while Taisha grinned knowingly.
"Would you like to touch me now Sam?" He nodded and kissed her again probing those lips with his tongue. She raised her head up and smiled. You may lower your arms now, Sam."
He wrapped them around her back as she lowered her body toward his, letting her tits hit first. They kissed passionately and he felt her knees sliding lower as she straightened her legs. He instinctively pushed his pelvis up to meet her as his hands reached that ass and pulled her close. At the same time, she pushed her tongue deeper in his mouth as he wondered what he was feeling touching his cock. It didn't feel like her hand.
"Oh, that's so sexy, Huh!" Whined Taisha from across the room. "You're gonna make me..."
Sam panicked, not sure what to do. It wasn't Taisha touching him either. Then it hit him. "She has a fucking cock!" His inner voice screamed. "Did she think I knew? Is this some kind of mistake?"
Latiqua gasped as she gyrated her pelvis rubbing her cock against his. It was so hot, hard, and silky smooth. It felt weird but good and he had to force himself not to hump her back.
Next, she kissed his neck and panted. "Your cock feels so good, I want it in my ass, Sam."
His hands were gripping those buns and they felt smooth and firm, he couldn't stop himself. His mind raced. Her tits pressed against him, and his hands slid over her sexy curves but, at the same time, there was a hot hard cock rubbing against his. It sensory overload, but it felt good.
He moaned and began to hump her back, then stopped, but she kept rubbing him and kissing him.
"He likes that La, and so, huh, do I." Panted Taisha.
He looked toward Taisha and when he saw her hand working in her red panties watching him, it was too much. He surrendered and thrust himself against her, kissing her and letting his hands explore her curves caressing her warm soft skin. She smelled so good and the taste of his own cum lingered as they kissed.
She moved to kissing his neck and he moaned as he rubbed himself against her. Part of him was disgusted or at least he thought he should have been. But it felt so good, she was so warm, and her skin was so smooth. His hands gripped that ass and he was building toward another orgasm.
"Cock fight!" Said Taisha panting. "Oh God whose gonna win?"
Latiqua picked up the pace. "Whoever cums first gets to suck the others cock."
Sam tried to stop but her precum mixed with her saliva and his own cum lubed his cock head and she relentlessly rubbed the sweet spot on his cock tip.
He gripped her buns and pulled her hard against him as his orgasm overtook him.
"Oh, fuck Mad, am La, fuck, fuck fuck!" He grunted in time with his shots of spunk erupting onto his stomach.
"Oh yes, Sammy cum for me Sweetie." Whispered Latiqua as she kissed his neck and slid higher rubbing her cock in his jizz.
Sam tried to catch his breath and regroup, when Latiqua knee walked up his body and pointed her cum coated cock to his mouth. "Time to keep you promises Sam."
Latiqua grabbed a handful of hair and pushed his head back and lowered her cum coated boner to his lips. She leaned her upper body forward and balanced on her left hand while she held his head with her right. Then, she lowered her pelvis and bounced her boner off his lips.
"Oh yeah, Mr. Turner make her cum with me!" Taisha's said excitedly.
When Latiqua released his hair and guided her cock between his lips, he opened his mouth and let her in.
"Thank you, Sammy, that's so good." Sighed Latiqua.
He took a deep breath, and her scent made his cock tingle as her hot hardness filled his mouth. The flavor of his cum and her precum flooded his taste buds. His mind raced with disbelief, excitement, and shame all at once. But the silky-smooth skin rubbing his lips and tongue felt so natural.
Latiqua's knees stretched out behind her as she slid into the pushup position. She slowly pumped her cock gently in his mouth and moaned as his lips hungrily suctioned onto her stiff dick.
"So good Sammy," she whispered.
When her cock hit the back of his throat she pulled back, allowing him to get the feel of her length. When he swirled his tongue, she let him know how much she liked that.
"Such a wonderful tongue Sammy, don't stop." He wiggled it faster. "Oh yes momma likes."
She accidentally slipped out and he chased her bobbing boner like a hungry puppy.
"You want it back?" She teased slapping his lips with it and he opened again. "Beg for it Sammy.
He couldn't believe what was happening. His cock tingled, stiff as board again. "Please give me your cock Madam Latiqua."
She slapped again. "Where do you want it, Sammy?"
"In my mouth, Madame Latiqua."
Taisha panted, "I can't tell whose cock is harder, but the machine gun's ready to fire again."
Latiqua slapped him again. "Do you want me to cum in your mouth Sammy?"
"Yes please!"
"Such a good boy", she said as she shoved it back in.
She fucked his mouth slow and steady, pushing a little deeper each time. Sam did his best to relax his throat and his lips nearly touched her balls. He began to push against her determined to take all of her. Her shaft was so smooth it tickled his tongue as she filled him with her hot steel.
Taisha marveled at the way his lips clung to her as her hips moved faster and faster. Saliva ran down his chin and neck while she fucked his face. Her ass looked amazing as it plunged up and down. Taisha could feel her orgasm building as Latiqua groaned in heightening pleasure.
"Oh Mr. Turner, make her cum Sweetie, you're gonna love seeing that ass rocking, she's so hot!"
He glanced over to see Taisha's phone propped up on the table next to her as she looked at the screen. She was recording it!
Taisha's hand was rolling wildly in her panties, and she slumped lower in the chair so her legs could spread wider.
"Oh Sammy, you're gonna make me, ah!" Latiqua, squealed.
"Yes, cum with me La, cum with me!" Yelled Taisha.
Sam loved the fact this was the second time he made Taisha cum in the last week, but for that moment, he focused on holding on to the hard steel shaft plunging into him.
"I'm gonna cum, in your little man whore mouth!" Grunted Latiqua, before thrusting into his throat.
He tried to hold off the gag reflex as her cock throbbed in his mouth shooting her jizz into his throat. After the second shot he squirmed, and she pulled back and emptied seven more shots into his mouth.
"Fuuuucccckkk!" Screamed Taisha as she came for real this time.
He swallowed as much as he could, but some leaked out and mixed with his saliva on his chin. He continued sucking as she slowly rolled her hips. Her shaft was coated with a warm thick film of saliva and cum and he didn't want to let go.
Finally, she rolled off and sat next to him. Sam looked at her as she sat propped with her arms extended behind her. Her body was so gorgeous. Her full tits and toned stomach were so sexy, his mind couldn't quite grasp the sight of a shimmering black cock attached to that body without a speck of hair anywhere.
Then he looked at Taisha who now sat up straight pulling the flapper skirt down with her flirtatious smile. When she pretended to masturbate on the phone with Sam, she never imagined she would do it for real, but watching Latiqua, work her magic and seeing her plan finally coming to fruition, the rush of sexual energy was too much.
Both ladies starred at his boner with wonder. Latiqua smiled and rolled onto her side, looking at it like a doctor examining a patient. "It's so damned hard. I'm not sure Machine Gun is the right name. Maybe Iron Man. Oh no, that's already taken."
She started to stroke it, her own cock stiffening a bit. "Do you need to cum again, already?" She asked smiling perkily at him.
He just grinned, thankful he took the little blue pill, but he'd never tell them that. He was more than happy to be known as Machine Gun Sammy.
"I think that's a yes," said Taisha.
"You need to be sure, cause the next one's gonna be the best one, but you've gotta be committed."
"I don't know how you can top the first two." His head still spun from her "cockfighting" him to an orgasm.
"You did say anything." She said, with a teasingly seductive smile.
"So, what do you have in mind?" He asked, also smiling.
She picked up her riding crop and rubbed it up and down his thigh, eyes fixated on his boner. "You have been very open minded so far today Sam, and I think it's safe to say, pleasantly surprised."
He nodded, with an apprehensive smile, still trying to grasp today's event.
"It's time for the next step Sam." she said softly. Get up on your hands and knees with ass facing the lovely Ms. Taisha, please."
She stood up holding her riding crop and Sam began to roll but stopped himself. "I'm not sure about..."
Whack! The riding crop stung his thigh.
"Fuck that's not fucking funny, that hurt..."
"Did we not just agree that you needed to cum again Sammy? And did we not just agree, you just had two really fucking good orgasms, and you want to experience the best one yet?"
He nodded and rubbed his leg.
"You promised to comply with my orders, and I haven't disappointed you, have I?" She looked sad and disappointed.
"No, but..." Whack!
"Get dressed and get out. I'm sorry Ms. Taisha, I'm afraid this isn't going to work. I'm sorry I waisted your time."
Sam's leg was on fire but, as he lay their looking at the gorgeous body in front of him, still not quite to terms with the semi hard cock where her pussy should be, he had to know what she had instore for him next.
"Ok, I'm sorry, but lay off the whip thing please, I gotta know what's next. Please forgive me Madam Latiqua." Sam Sad apprehensively.
"Hands and Knees, Man Whore!" she said pointing with the riding crop.
He did as commanded and she cracked him on the ass with the crop, not quite as hard.
"I decide when you get the carrot or stick Sammy. Don't pretend you don't like being disciplined. The machine gun is still fully cocked." Her hand cupped his balls, and she slid her palm up the length of his shaft to his cockhead and back. He closed his eyes and enjoyed her gentle touch.
Sam almost confessed about the boner pill to make the point he did not like her whip. But it seemed more important to maintain the Machine Gun moniker. And now with her hand stroking his hard-on, it all seemed irrelevant.
Lost in the sensation of her soft hands stroking his cock, he gasped at the feel of her warm breath washing over his balls. This was followed by a tickling sensation in his ass hole as the tip of her tongue teased his sphincter. The sensation sent a jolt of excitement through his cock as she gripped it and began to stoke his length. He groaned when her tongue pressed flat against his asshole flooding it with warm wetness. Next, she began to lick from his ball, over his taint and up to his asshole repeatedly,
"He likes that La. So glad to see you two getting along again." Said Taisha. "Goodness, La, I think you two are gonna get me going again."
Sam dropped down to his elbows for better support and spread his legs, wider. There was one girl in college that licked his asshole once when he was drunk, but this sensation was incredible.
Her hand gripped him firmly, jacking him off as her tongue focused into his wrinkled little ass hole. Her tongue tip wiggled its way in, slowly relaxing the tensed muscle.
"Oh fuck, Madam Latiqua," He panted.
She pressed her face into his ass, encouraged by his reaction. Her tongue wiggled slowly in and out, loosening his ass for the big prize to come. Her hand never stopped stroking and as his precum began to ooze, she was careful not to over excite him. Once the precum lubes his cock tip the stimulation was that much better, and she needed him to experience his first orgasm with a cock in his ass.
Sam had never really felt the sensation before. He'd heard that nerves in the asshole could heighten the stimulation during orgasm and had used that theory to try to convince women to take it in the ass, but now he understood there was truth to it.
After a few moments she removed her tongue and slowly slid in a finger. "Relax you tight little asshole Sammy, we're almost ready." She said softly
Sam felt a tinge of pain, but it passed quickly and as she slid in and out the length of her finger in time with her cock strokes. He soon rocked and pushed her deeper.
"Feels good doesn't it Sam? She sighed.
"It does, Madam Latiqua. It really does." Sam said in disbelief.
"Are you ready for two Sam?"
"Yes, please Madam Latiqua."
She touched his taint with her thumb as she finger fucked him. "Your taint feels like steel, Sam. Tell me what you want Sammy."
"Please Madam Latiqua, finger fuck my asshole with two fingers. It feels so fucking good." he said feeling an orgasm approaching.
"Oh My God, Mr. Turner, you're gonna make me cum with you again." Said Taisha, 100% for real this time.
Latiqua was just getting started and could not let him cum yet. So, she moved to rubbing his balls and lower shaft with her palm, avoiding his cockhead. Then she removed her pointer finger and sucker her pointer and middle finger to lube them before inserting slowly.
Sam felt the tinge of pain, but Latiqua's voice seemed to relax him. "This is going to feel amazing, if I can find your sweet spot, Sam, just relax and go with it."
She pushed them all the way in then halfway out, changing the angle of penetration each time. Her hands on his balls seemed to relax his asshole and there was soon only a tingling sensation.
"I think I found it; can you feel that in your cock Sam." She asked excitedly.
He gasped, "Oh shit yes, wha, oh fuck I feel that."
"I'm so glad. Most men never feel what it's like to have their prostate massaged, during sex. But it can be lifechanging. It has nothing to do with being gay, or straight, it's just a natural erogenous zone for men that's a little harder to get to." Said Latiqua softly.
Sam's body rocked in full agreement. "Oh my God, my cockhead is tingling, I feel like I'm gonna cum."
"We'll try that another day Sammy, I can make you cum without touching the machine gun. But I think you are just about ready, so I'm gonna slow down to prevent an accidental discharge of the weapon."
Sam couldn't understand how he felt so steel dicked and manly while a chick with a dick called his cock a machine gun, and finger fucked his asshole. He started the day envisioning fucking both the asses in the room, and instead... He could never have imagined how things turned out. At that moment, however, he wouldn't have changed a thing.
"Can you please hand me the lube on the table Ms. Taisha, thank you Sweetie." She pulled out of Sam's ass. "Roll over on your back and put your cute little ass on the edge of the bed Sammy."
He complied, laying awkwardly on his back with his legs hanging off, bent at the knees. Latiqua, stood between his knees, squeezed out some lube and applied it to her cock.
Next, she gripped his legs, behind his knees and raised them, resting his calves on her shoulders. "I'm gonna take this slow and easy, I promise "
Then she leaned forward raising his ass slightly. The pressure of her shoulders on his legs freed her hands and she started with two lubed fingers from her left-hand spreading lube on his ass. She stroked his cock with her right. The lube on his cock almost immediately had him on the verge. His legs pressed against her breasts while she smiled down at him with those beautiful red lips.
Next, she released his cock and pushed hers between his thighs rubbing her lubed cockhead against his ball. He couldn't believe how good it all felt while she worked a third finger in his ass. When it went in easily, She sighed "Oh yes you are ready."
Latiqua pulled out, gripped her cock in her right hand and slapped it against his ass. "Are you ready for it Sam?" She asked looking hungrily in his eye.
When her warm lubed cockhead slid up and down his ass crack, it felt so silky smooth. Each time it brushed his asshole the tingle though his cock set him off. He had to know.
"Yes, Madam Latiqua, I'm so ready." He said gasping.
"Me too," whimpered Taisha, her hand back in her panties. This time her ass was on the edge of the seat, legs spread wide trying to get a close-up view.
"What do you want Sam?" She asked tauntingly.
He blurted it out in a frenzied voice. "I wanna cum with your cock in my ass Madam Latiqua."
"Such a good little man whore." She smiled.
Sam braced for pain, but when she slowly pushed her way inside, there was surprisingly little. She stopped once the head popped in and held it there. Then she wrapped her right hand around his leg and gripped his cock.
"Oh fuck!" he gasped as the lubed hand began to stroke.
Sensing his excitement, Latiqua, moved away from his shaft and gently rubbed his balls. "Oh Sammy, you are so tight for a slutty little man whore." She sighed as she began to push a little deeper. "You're ready to cum already, you horny little fuck toy." His cock was like steel, as she rubbed his taint. "So, fucking hard and already came twice for me."
He had no word, it was all so strange but everything she did and said, just added to his frenzied excitement.
"Is this my asshole now Sammy?"
"Oh God, yes!" he panted, and when he heard Taisha moan louder, he nearly came.
"Oh fuck, I think I'm gonna cum Madam Latiqua." He whined.
She pulled her hand from his balls. "Not yet you little slut whore." She growled and leaned forward nearly pushing his knees to his chest.
Then she gave his right nipple a twist with his left hand. The pain seemed to do the trick as she thrust her cock in hard. "I'll tell you when you cum Sammy."
She rocked her hips hard and fast slamming her balls against his ass. There was a mixture of pain and that amazing tingle from his asshole.
He heard Taisha whimper. "OH God, tell me when Latiqua, I wanna cum with you."
"Don't you cum yet Sammy," Latiqua Grunted.
She gripped both legs behind the knees holding them tight to his chest as she stood up, swinging her hips and fucking him harder.
Taisha panted, "Oh yes, fuck the little man whore La. So, fucking hot!"
Latiqua's voice got more desperate. "Are you ready Sammy?"
"Fuck me Madam Latiqua. Make me cum with that cock in my ass!" He yelled.
She moved his left leg back to her should and wrapped her right arm around his leg so she could grip his cock. Then she pressed his right leg back toward his chest.
"Tell me when I hit the spot Sammy. Oh, fuck your ass is so good." She whimpered as her climax built.
She angled her hips upward as she continued to pound him. "Oh God, right there!" he yelled.
Taisha rubber herself wildly watching Latiqua's glisten black dick pound his hungry ass.
"I'm gonna cum in you tight little ass." Grunted Latiqua as she gripped his boner and jacked him at lightning speed.
"Are you my little cock whore bitch, Sammy?"
"Yes, ah! Ms...."
"I'm cumming in your bitch ass Sammy! Ohhhh fffuuucckkk!"
Sam couldn't speak as the powerful orgasm shot through his body. The hot hardness pounding his prostate combined with the tingling nerve endings in his ass and her rapid-fire fist on his cock overwhelmed him. He could only grunt and shudder as his hot jizz shot onto his chest with droplets flying in all directions as her hand moved with blurring speed.
"Oh, yes cum in that ass! Ah! Ah! Ah!" Taisha screamed as she came yet again.
Latiqua's eyes closed, and mouth opened wide as she seeded her new bitch's ass. She grunted in rhythm with Sam until her balls emptied. Latiqua leaned against his legs barely able to stand as her pace slowed. She caught her breath, and continued to stroke him slowly. When she realized he did not seem to be softening, she commented.
"Damn, Machine Gun's got more rounds in the chamber." She panted softly. Then she released him and dropped onto the bed next to him. "You're gonna have to wait till next week I'm afraid. I'm only packing a semi-automatic...