Don Lewis - Two-way wife

Susan seemed to be enjoying it now and that worried and surprised me, but then I looked around and almost everyone at the party seemed to be enjoying it, too, except Mike and me, of course. Most of the people had undressed and I saw hard cocks and wet cunts all around me. Something perverse in white America's mentality made most of the people there, including Susan, enjoy this humiliation. I should have realized this before when I had seen Jimmy tormenting Karen and everyone, including me, so turned on by the sight. I probably would have been as aroused tonight as I had been then, or even more, since this humiliation was much more complete, if it hadn't been Susan out there with Jimmy.

He kept mouth-fucking her, giving her that huge black dong without mercy. She did her best, sucking his rod as it rammed in, licking it as it slid out. It didn't take Jimmy long to come. He wasn't interested in demonstrating his self-control now, only his mastery of Susan, not of himself.

Jimmy's body tensed and he lurched forward. His cock swelled slightly. I saw Susan's eyes widen, as if she couldn't believe what he was doing to her. She tried to pull her mouth away from his dick, but he held her head tightly, in the same way he had earlier. She couldn't move her head at all.

Jimmy's sticky spunk poured into her throat. Susan choked on his load as it filled her throat, but Jimmy didn't release his grip on her head. He forced her to stay where she was. She gagged, sputtered, begin to turn red, but still he kept her head in place.

Mike took a step forward as if he intended to free Susan from Jimmy, but, just then, Jimmy released her head, probably not because of Mike, but because Susan had taken as much as she could. Her face was bright red, and anyone could tell that she needed air.

Susan took her mouth off Jimmy's cock. She coughed and spit out a mouthful of jizz, then she gulped in huge amounts of air. Within a few seconds, her face had lost its redness and her normal color had returned. She still breathed heavily, however, and she looked exhausted as she crouched on the floor.

I expected her to get to her feet and walk away from Jimmy or at least to say something nasty to him. Instead, Susan looked up at him and smiled.

I felt sick inside. I marveled both at the perversity of white people around blacks and at her desire to hurt Mike and me. She had to know that her humiliation was ours, too, and that jealousy must be consuming us by now. Yet she not only didn't try to get away, she also looked as if she wanted more.

"Stay right where you are, white girl," Jimmy said to her.

I expected someone in the crowd to come forward to help her. I looked at Mike beseechingly, but he had stepped back with the rest of the crowd. Susan's smile had discouraged Mike and anyone else who might have wanted to help her. She was in for some trouble, but, if she didn't mind, no one else minded.

Jimmy crouched behind her. Then he pulled her legs apart slightly. He moved forward, his knees on the ground between her spread legs, his hands around her thighs, pulling her to him.

I knew that he was going to fuck her from behind and I hoped that he planned a rear-entry into her cunt. I was pretty sure, however, that he planned to fuck her up the ass and the thought frightened me. Even my finger had been a tight fit in that small shitter. At the beach, Mike and I had been very reluctant for Mike to try to screw her in the ass. Unfortunately, Jimmy wasn't as cautious. He was going to slam his big black cock into her tiny asshole and I was positive he wouldn't try to do it gradually.

I was right. Jimmy raised his hands up and spread the cheeks of Susan's butt. He looked at the tiny pucker of her asshole and chuckled wickedly. Then he lurched forward and rammed his cock in.

Susan screamed, an echoing, haunting scream of unspeakable agony. Jimmy's cock had only gone in her bung a few inches, but its knob had stretched her asshole wide. Getting fucked up the ass hurt any woman, at least for the first minute or two, even if the man were gentle and even if he lubricated her asshole with saliva, cunt-juice, or some store-bought lubricant. Nothing could be more painful than to be fucked up the ass the way Susan was getting it, hard cock against raw, virgin flesh.

Susan tried to squirm away, but Jimmy had dropped his hands to her thighs again and he held her in place. Susan continued to scream, but her efforts to get away became less determined.

Jimmy wasn't gentle at all. While Susan tried to resist, he pulled his cock all the way out and slammed it into her asshole again, even harder than before. This time his dong went in her butt a half-inch more than the time before.

Susan screamed even louder. Tears dripped down her face and she bit her lip, as if she wanted to stifle her cries of pain. I could see her muscles tensing occasionally as she tried to get away, but, as she realized the hopelessness of that, she ceased struggling.

Jimmy kept ramming his cock in and out of her asshole until it was almost balls deep inside her guts. Susan's screams got weaker, but she still let out a yelp each time his dick penetrated her raw slitter. The pain must have been excruciating.

Usually, when a woman gets fucked up the ass, pleasure eventually takes over from pain. In Susan's case, however, I thought that would be impossible. Jimmy's prick had to have scraped her small asshole so raw that she could not have felt pleasure at any point.

Either Susan was a girl who enjoyed suffering or she was putting on a good act for Jimmy, but, all of a sudden, she stopped screaming and started to beg for more.

"Jimmy, that feels good. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" she yelled.

Susan didn't seem in pain any more. In fact, she smiled happily, as if this was the most enjoyable fuck she had ever received. I couldn't believe it! From agony to enjoyment in a few minutes – it just didn't make sense.

I think Jimmy was a little surprised, too. He started fucking her ass harder immediately, giving her what she had asked him for. He fucked her asshole as hard as he could and as fast as he could and somehow Susan withstood it and managed to revel in the pain or the pleasure or whatever mixture of those two that she felt.

Jimmy let her have his load of jizz. He pushed his pulsing cock deeply inside her bowels and stayed there. His face lost its hostility for a moment and a tranquil expression gradually spread over it. I could see some of his sperm overflowing, dripping out of Susan's asshole and down her thighs.

I expected Jimmy to pull his cock out, but he didn't. Showing remarkable staying power and probably excessive cruelty, he left his cock inside Susan's ass. The he reached down underneath her and fingered her cunt.

"Ohhhh, Jimmy. That's it. Keep that up and I'll come," Susan moaned. She showed no desire to eject his cock from her ass.

Jimmy kept it up, but not long enough for Susan to come. He waited until she was at the brink, her muscles starting to tremble, her cunt getting wetter and wetter. Then, in one convulsive movement, he ripped his cock out of her asshole.

Earlier, Susan might have been able to ignore the pain, but she couldn't do that now. She screamed as loudly as she had screamed when Jimmy had first shoved his cock into her virgin asshole.

Jimmy's cock was out of her now and he got to his feet while she lay slumped on the floor. His erect cock bore mute testimony to the torment he had inflicted on her. The globs of sperm on his cock and the shaft itself were both flecked with blood.

I stood motionless and so did everyone else. She had seemed to enjoy that brutal ass-fucking so much that we all felt as if she deserved the final pain she had suffered. I felt an impulse to help her, to comfort her, but I held back. After all, she had involved herself with Jimmy at least partly to torture Mike and me, to teach us a very harsh lesson. We had suffered as she intended. I knew she was right to teach us about jealousy, but I was still glad to see her suffer, too.