“Jesus… Mackenzie, do I REALLY need to be here for this?” I tried my hardest to sound forceful and confident. She could see right through it. She knows me better than that.
“Yes. LAWSON,” she glared as she put the extra emphasis on my name. She knows her tone can make me feel like I’m a total loser. “You DO need to see this. You need to know how it’s done the RIGHT way. I need fucked, and you just can’t get it done with what you’re working with.” She sneered down at my dick while she said it.
It’s not like I’m a small guy, either. 6’1″, 225, and fairly athletic. I guess I’m above average in the dick department, but it’s not like I’ve gone around comparing it with anyone. I guess that’s not good enough for her.
She was so sweet when we first got together. At least she ACTED that way. About 5’3, 115lbs, long, wavy black hair and super cute glasses. She looks like the picture of innocence. She was a little freaky in the bedroom, but lately, she’s just been so damn MEAN to me. When we’re in public she acts so sweet and lovey-dovey, but the instant we’re out of sight she practically rips her hand out of mind and glares at me. I tried figuring out what I did wrong, but I just don’t know.
“Then why don’t you break up with me and get it over with.” I was almost begging. I don’t have the balls to break up with her and she knows it.
“Why would I do that when we can have so much fun like this? I get what I want, you get to learn how it looks when it’s done right! It’s a win-win, babe. What would you do without me anyway? Sit around and mope wishing you had me back. That’s what you would do. I’m being extra generous by letting you stay with me.”
I hate it when she talks like that, but she’s right. I WOULD just want her back even though I know how terrible she is for me. This must be what an addict feels like. She’s my drug, and I’m addicted.
We got to the party pretty late, so everything was in full swing and most of the people were at least half-drunk. The house was a disaster and I couldn’t help but lose focus for a second and feel sorry for whoever had to clean up after this mess.
“Lawson,” she snapped, “go get me a drink while I look around for the right one.” I knew it wouldn’t take her long. It never does. She typically prefers black men, always going on about how it’s true what we hear about their dick size. Tonight was no different. By the time I found her to give her her drink, she was already rubbing herself up and down his body.
“Oh good, you did something right,” she said through a laugh. “Dion here said he’s down, so all we need now is a place for the three of us to go.” Dion lead, she followed and made sure I kept up with them. Before long we were in a bedroom that a couple was just walking out of, still dressing. “Have fun,” the drunk guy muttered as he walked by.
We walked into the room and Mackenzie was already on her knees undoing Dion’s belt and jeans when she said “Lawson, clear off the bed and pull that chair over closer. I want you to have a close view.”
I sighed but did as she asked. I could hear her giving him the sloppiest sounding blowjob I’ve heard since the last time she did this. Part of me thinks she does that bit on purpose. I USED to like that sound. We’d occasionally watch porn together and when those scenes popped up, I popped up, too. She’d given me a few of those blowjobs before. Fuck, she was good at them. She still is, from the sound of it. I don’t want to look, but every time I walk by she grabs me points to his dick in her mouth and winks before getting right back to it.
I took a seat in my chair. She kept sucking Dion off for another few minutes. I had a hard-on but was disgusted with myself for it. This isn’t what I wanted.
“Okay,” she said as she spits on the floor and wiped her mouth. “It’s time for the show to begin!” She sounded almost giddy. Without missing a beat, Dion, who was at least 6’5″ and 270, could have been a fucking linebacker. Instead, he was right here in front of me about to fuck my girl.
“Stand up,” she demanded to me.
“Why?”
“Stand. Up. Lawson,” she demanded again. This time I did. She started undoing my pants. I tried to stop her, but she swatted my hand away and kept at it. Before long, my pants were around my ankles and her hand was around my dick. “Oh, it’s hard? So you DO like it,” she said with an evil grin.
“You know I don’t, Macken…” She stuck a finger on my mouth to shush me. Reaching over, she grabbed Dion’s cock with her other hand and pulled me and him closer together. I started to get worried about what she had in mind for this one.
“Look at that, Lawson. Look at his COCK. His COCK,” she emphasized the word every time, “and look at your little DICK. I didn’t want to, but I looked anyway. She was going to keep going until I did, so I just wanted to do whatever it took to get this over with faster.
I looked. His wasn’t just bigger. It was fucking MASSIVE. I think a fucking horse might be envious of this guy. For a second I was less worried about my dick tip touching his and almost concerned for Mackenzie’s safety. You can’t tell me he won’t touch vital organs with this thing. I was almost impressed when I realized she took it all in while she was sucking him off. Her face was buried in his muscular hips while that was all the way down her throat. Like it or not, the girl knew what she was doing.
“Yes, I see it, Mackensie. Now can I go?”
I already knew the answer to that. She used my dick to steer me back to the chair and sit me right the fuck back down where I was. “Nope. The good part is about to start. You need to watch so you know how it’s done,” she repeated.
She leaned over the bed right in front of me, spreading her legs. “I’m ready, D,” and before I could register what was happening, he stepped in between us and started fucking her, bent over the bed. With every thrust backward I was in danger of having a large black man’s ass hit me in the face. I tried scooting back but had no traction or room to get a good push.
Had I not seen her lean over that bed myself, I would have thought he was roleplaying and fucking the air in front of him. I couldn’t even SEE her in front of him. She screeched and moaned, yelling “FUCK ME” at the top of her lungs more than once.
After what felt like an eternity, but likely was only a few minutes, he pulled out of her and she moved to crawl up on the bed. Before she could, he spun her around and shoved his cock back in her mouth. She moaned and her eyes rolled back. Then he picked her up and practically tossed her on her back on the bed.
Not one to miss a beat she spread her legs, raising her knees, and said “PLEASE get up here and FUCK me. I NEED that big, black, juicy COCK inside of me!” She looked at me the whole time she said it, biting her bottom lip as he slid between her legs. “Slide your chair closer. Get right up against the bed for me.”
“Mackenzie, I really don’t…” And was interrupted as she moaned loudly as he slid his massive cock into her. “FUCK ME! Lawson, scoot your little dick over here NOW,” she demanded. I’ve never heard someone make an angry demand while crying out with ecstasy before. I didn’t know what to think of it, but I did as I was told.
He thrust into her again, and she reached out to me and put her hand around my dick. She started jacking me off to the rhythm of him fucking her. I hated it. I hated that I was hard; that she was going to make me cum while this giant black man fucked her. She let go for a moment, and I hoped it was over. It wasn’t.
“Fuck me from behind,” she told him, and put her knees on the edge of the bed and her hands on the arms of my chair. She moaned again as he got behind her and shoved his huge black cock forcefully in her pussy. She thrust forward, her breasts hanging and bouncing in time with him. She started jacking me off again, still in time with him fucking her. God, I hated myself so much in that moment, but not as much as the moment I actually came while she was doing it. It shot up, hitting her tits, some of it dripping onto her hand as she kept stroking my dick. “Almost there,” she yelled.
He gave a final shove into her and she yelled “Fuck, I’m cumming” so loud I’m sure everyone in the house heard her over the music. He pulled his massive cock out and started stroking himself, ready to cum on her back and ass.
She turned and started stroking it for him “Cum on my face and tits, Dion! Cum all over me!” And cum he did. He had a load to match the size of his cock, and she was covered in it.
She lightly wiped her face off on the bedsheet and turned to face me. She leaned in and kissed me. I pulled my head back and away, disgusted, but she grabbed my head and pulled me in, sticking her tongue in my mouth. “See, you came, I came, Dion came. We all got something good. And YOU got to see how it’s done the RIGHT way. Now pull your pants up and put your dick away. I need another drink.”
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