I washed my entire body in front of this black, horny stranger, my new master. Karzan’s lust-filled eyes never left my hands and fingers, following them as they cleansed my most intimate places.

I felt so free, so alive, so erotic; naked in front of a man that was not my husband. He was just recently a stranger, and I wanted to drive him mad with lust, to take my little white body. This huge-cocked shepherd, whom I had picked up in the middle of a snowstorm, had pounded my pussy all through the night, filling my unguarded ovaries, time after time, with his thick seed.

I was teasing him as he watched me cleanse and pleasure my body with my fingers, my hips gyrating, thrusting at his face as he sat just a meter away.

I moaned as my soapy fingers found my firm, hard breasts, my nipples jutting out between my fingers. I squeezed them between my fingers, turning my body this way and that. I was on display for my master.  My hands slipped over my bottom cheeks, long soapy fingers pulling them apart, exposing my open and willing anus. I felt clean and dirty simultaneously. My finger found my clitty hard, sensitive and throbbing. I slowly ran my finger over my nub, around and around. It slipped and slivered down slowly along my thick, dripping labia. How could I be so roused after so much fucking?

With my pussy now level with Karzan's face, my thighs wide open, I gently inserted two fingers deep inside my oozing pussy, making me gasp with such pleasure!

My eyes locked with Karzan’s. I gasped. “Can you smell my hot, submissive married pussy now, Shepard? Can you smell my young hot cunt dripping for your magnificent cock?”

I slowly raised my fingers to my lips and sucked to clean my thick, clear, luscious liquid. He growled. I smiled.

My nipples were so long and hard, itching with excitement, just begging me to pinch them, twist them hard. My gasps and my little cries came time and time again, filling the little hut with the sounds of my boiling lust.

I dipped in again, even deeper in my tunnel. I slipped my fingers out of my pussy and wafted them under his nose. “Smell, Master, smell my heated ache for you.”

I turned my back to him, my fingers pulling my bottom cheeks wide open as I washed my crack. As I slowly sank into the hot water, I was flashing my anus at him.

No longer being able to wait, Karzan knelt by the side of the big tin bath. His calloused hands pushed my thighs wide, exposing my smooth-shaven pussy. I thought he was going to eat me again, but he lashed one of my thighs with a leather thong before I could react. He had it hooked to an iron ring in the wall. My other thigh was attached to an opposite iron ring in the fireplace.

“Karzan, what are you - ?”

With a growl, he grabbed my wrists and tied them above my head and back through the handle of the tin bath. Water splashed everywhere as I struggled to move and understand.

I gasped, my body screaming for him to take me. He had me tied like an animal, and my cunt was screaming in surrender. “Oh, Master, yes! Fuck me tied up like one of your sheep! Fuck me with your beautiful body!

Karzan hesitated, a nasty grin on his face. He soaped his hands up and slowly stroked my pussy lips.

“What is that, my white, married Spanish sex slave?” He looked deeply into my eyes as he slipped three fingers so deeply into my pussy, his little finger in my anus. I screamed in ecstasy!

“Not so tight anymore, my white Spanish whore!” He laughed at his silly rhyme, and I convulsed, an orgasm clawing at me from inside.

“Tell me slut, will you ever leave my bed and go back to that white husband who refused to fuck you, who refused to breed with you? Stay with me, and I will give you many fine, strong black sons. I will give your body such pain and pleasures, you will fail to know the difference.” He sank three fingers deep in my pussy and gripped my clitty between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed harder than he ever had.

I screamed so loud it echoed around the little hut.

He then lowered his head, blowing on my tortured clitoris, then licked and sucked me so gently while his three fingers curled and rubbed my G-spot.

I was thrashing my hips around that tin bath, screaming, “Yes, yes, more, more! I beg you, Master!” The inferno ripped through my whole body, the pain and the pleasure an exquisite burn.

Karzan whispered, “Look at you, my submissive slut. Begging me to do whatever I like with your body.” He leaned in close to my ear, my strapped body unable to do anything but convulse. “Before you leave this hut, you’re going to be pregnant! You will be carrying my black sons.”

“Oh, Zan nooo! I am married!”

“Not any more, my Spanish white slut, my big black cock has claimed that young juicy white cunt. Admit it, you cannot live without me fucking you.”

My traitorous body gave me away as my hips humped at his fingers.

I wept with complete supplication; he was right. “Yes, yes, you know I love you fucking me, love your torturing of my body, letting me almost cum then edging me. The pain is exquisite…Master, please.”

Samantha, you need to learn obedience. A good whipping for teasing your master, after that filthy show of wanton lust. I will break you of this teasing of my cock. I will whip your breasts, ass, and pussy. You won’t tease Karzan again. Who do you think I am, just some young white boy fresh off the boat?”

I watched as he pulled a long whip from under the bed.

“Ohhh, no, NOO! Master, please!” I genuinely feared his wrath, despite the glorious arousal that screamed betrayal. “Have I not been a good submissive slut for your pleasure?”

“Mostly …But you will learn obedience in my presence, slave!”

He swung back and snapped his huge arm forward. The first lashes landed on and over my breasts and the tips of my nipples. The pain and the confusion transcended me. My body was building another climax. I gasped, “MASTER yesss, yesss.” I ended in a hiss of abandon as more lashes landed, leaving red streaks across my breasts.  

Karzan’s attention soon switched to my open, wet pussy, my clitoris stiff and throbbing. My labia lips, red and fat, folded open as the first round of lashes caressed my pussy.

My cunt exploded with cum juices, squirting over the edge of the tin bath and onto the stone floor. Lash after lash hit my breasts, my nipples. My sex. My body had released the sexual tension that had coiled like a spring inside me. I had no idea where the energy was coming from; I just knew I had to surrender.

My moans and cries only drove him on to whip me more and more. My spasming, red, pussy, then back up to my breasts and nipples. The strokes I received were never over-the-top painful but were only meant to sting and invigorate my breasts, excite my nipples and tantalise my pussy lips.

And then he abruptly halted. I was weeping in pain and pleasure, no longer aware of where they separated.

I hung, strapped open, covered with bath water, sweat, and my own expulsions.

“Who is your master, bitch?”

“You are my master, Karzan, you and only you…you own my body.”

“Not your husband, slut?”

He was testing me, and I hesitated. “I…I love my husband, but I serve you, Master.”

I expected a rebuke. I expected an argument, a demand. Instead, Karzan released my bonds, and my body fell into the hot, soapy water, which eased some of my pain. He lifted me out and onto the bed. He then stepped into the tin bath himself, washing his sweating body and his now very hard and angry cock.

I watched his magnificent body. Then stepped out of the tin bath, dragged it to the door, and tipped the hot filthy water out onto the snow.

The rush of cold air made me shiver; my mind was a wreck from all of the conflicting sensations my body was sending it.

Shutting and bolting the door, his voice was low and strangely affectionate. “We don't want anyone interrupting us, do we, Sammy?”He put two more logs on the fire.

Just then, my phone rang with my husband’s ringtone. He picked it up and put it on speaker. I croaked out, “Heh…hello?”

The voice was a knife to my heart. “Thank god! Samantha, my darling. I have not slept a moment thinking of you sleeping with that shepherd. I spoke with Señor Rodríguez, who says he is a good man, but they say he is wild and predatory. Are you alright?”

That very man looked through my soul. I knew what to say.

“I am with Karzan now, Philip. We are safe in this little hut; please don’t worry, my darling.” Karzan pointed to the bed. I swallowed. “Yes, I am sleeping alongside him, dear.”

The pause was intense, and I was worried he would hear my heartbeat through the phone.

“Samantha, I must confess… I am having such erotic thoughts about you and him together.” My breath caught in my throat. My husband continued. “I know I have not recently been a loving husband to you, but that will change, my darling. We will need…to make changes.”

I could tell by his tone that he knew I had fucked my new master. He just did not know the extent of it.

“Sammy, sit tight, I am already on my way -I know that place well, I will be there as soon as I can

The phone went dead. Karzan tossed it on my discarded clothes.

Climbing onto the bed, Karzan pulled me into his arms, my back to his chest. He gripped my jaw and turned my face to him, kissing my lips so deeply, his tongue seeking mine. I gladly gave in. He was my new lover, my master.

He lifted my leg and thrust his big black cock at my dripping pussy.

“So, your loving husband is worried about his little, horny wife sleeping with a big-cocked, black shepherd. He is right to be worried, Samantha, doesn’t he?

Karzan pushed his cock deep inside of me, and I screamed. How could I still want him?

“No, no Karzan, my husband is coming to find me. He will be here soon, he must not, he cannot see us like this!” My protests were loud, but I did nothing to pull away.

He chuckled as he thrust. “Despite what he said, he cannot find you. There is over a meter of snow out there.” He growled as he bit my earlobe. “No one is coming to rescue you for days. You’re mine, Samantha, mine to use as I see fit.”

Karzan’s hard, throbbing cock filled my pussy with one thrust of his hips, and I knew he was right. Off we went again, our bodies heaving and thrusting at each other. My cries of sexual joy filled that little hut. His shaft relentlessly pounded my now-bruised birth canal.

Orgasm after orgasm ripped my body and soul apart. He flipped me and slammed his body on top of me, taking my breath. I locked myself tightly around my lover, my nails clawing at his muscular back. My legs folded around his body like a glove holding on to him as he hammered away at my tortured pussy. His orgasm arrived with his cock jerking and throbbing deep inside, filling me with another miraculous load. How was he producing so much seed?

“I am cumming, slave! I am filling your belly once again, breeding you!”

He gave me his life-giving sperm, his cock jabbing at my cervix as if trying to push his seed deep inside my womb.

He gave one last thrust and pulled out of my cunt and flopped next to me, his dark skin glistening with sweat. He panted then groaned, “Suck my cock, bitch. Then I will lick your cunt clean.”

He grabbed my hair and tossed me to his crotch. I felt his huge cock slap my face. I could see my slick white foaming juices smeared all over his big black cock and balls. I licked and sucked his cock as it slowly went soft. I felt his tongue slip over my anus, licking my juices up, swiping, sucking, and slurping our cum juices from around my cunt.

My orgasm broke over my body and mind. I could hear myself screaming as I finally broke myself into a million pieces…I passed out.

When I awoke, Karzan was up against my back in a deep sleep. The sun was out, but I wasn't sure what time of day it was. I heard the snow slide off the roof and hit the floor with a thud.

The snow is starting to melt, I said to myself.

I slipped out of bed, putting Karzans long shirt over my naked body, pulling on my coat and boots. I unbolted the door, and my car was now visible and clear of snow. I could hear running water as the snow melted, the drip-drip from the pine trees. I slipped out the door and stepped into the melting snow.

I could walk to the outhouse now. It must have been late afternoon as I heard the first signs of life. The snowploughs roared up the road down below the hill. They were reopening the road once again. Philip would be here soon. My heart went from joy at the prospect of seeing my family for Christmas to utter fear at the consequences of leaving Karzan.

I returned to the cabin, picked up the milk, put the water on the stove, and added two more logs to the fire. I started making coffee and lunch. In my shopping bag, I had a dozen eggs and ten rashers of bacon. I cooked the bacon in the big black frying pan. I cracked six eggs, whisked them together, and poured them into the pan. I broke the bacon into pieces and scattered it into the mixture. I was cooking for my new man.

I folded the eggs into an omelette, cut it in half, and put it on two plates. I sat at the table calling Karzan.

He awoke slowly and sniffed. “You have been busy.” He stretched, and my heart jumped. “Thank you for letting me sleep and making me breakfast.”

We both ate with gusto, barely speaking, the air full of expectation and questions.

A text pinged my phone. I looked to Karzan, and he nodded permission. It was from my husband, of course.  

I cannot get you both out of my mind. Does he have a big black cock? Can you tell me if it’s true, my darling?

I paused and thought it through. I had to be honest; I owed it to my master.

Yes, it’s true, my love - over two inches longer than your cock …but in the girth another three inches thicker than you.

His response was rapid with a flame emoji. Have you fucked with him a lot?

Yes, my love, he has taken me and my pussy, utterly!

I had a moment of sadness take my breath, and a tear leaked out. Karzan was staring, but I could not make eye contact. I typed quickly.

In all honesty, Philip, you would not make love to me. I waited so long for you to love me. I am sorry, so sorry, Philip. We will talk soon. The snow is melting.

I waited…Philip did not message me back; the silence was deafening.

I felt ashamed as I dropped my phone on the table, then turned back to the bed. Karzan lay, gently rubbing his huge cock back to life.

I shuddered. “Karzan, the snow is melting quickly. I urgently need to return to my family, or what family I have left.”

He did not respond; he did not need to. I knelt on the bed, once again, my hand drifted to his impressiveness. It sprang to life, pulsing unlike anything I have ever seen before.

I sighed, tears still in my eyes, lust in my heart. “Are you not sated yet? After fucking me nonstop for hours, are you still craving my married body?”

His voice was low and commanding. “I am breeding you, Samantha. I have filled your womb. I am sending you back to your weak husband fertilised with my semen.”

I gasped with shock. He was so powerful. Panic rushed in; I tried to rise. He gripped my body with such strength, throwing me onto my back. I screamed as he held my ankles and pulled my legs wide open. In a flash, he was deep inside of me once again…and I was utterly undone.

“Yes, yes fuck me, my beautiful black lover!”

Karzan laughed in triumph and lifted my legs high and back until they touched my ears. His hard cock owned me, making me so moist I made squishing noises. Then, pushing my hips even higher, he sucked on his gums and teeth, then spat. A big spittle lump hit my anus right in the middle.

I gasped in disgust, “No! What are you doing?!”

“I am going to fuck your anus, my slutty bitch. I am going to take your ass cherry! Help me slut, to fill your ass hole!” He ground his swollen mushroom head into my puckered star. I winced at the pain.

“Come on bitch, push as I push. I will batter down your defences!” He roared like a lion. “You will be all MINE!”

I saw a shadow move across the window. More snow must be falling off the roof as the melt went on, as the sun came out. My master was brutally pounding my already sore and bruised ass…and I was loving the pain and degradation.

Still, I protested. “No, Karzan, not my ass, you’re too big.” He paused, moved by my genuine fear. “P-p-please no…let me suck your wonderful huge cock. Let me pay homage to its beauty with my lips, tongue, and throat.”

He paused and withdrew, dropping my legs. I grunted at the intense pain of his release. “Hmmm, yes, slave, you are learning to beg your master correctly.”

He lay on his back, and I took several deep breaths. I knew I could do this; I wanted to do this. I knelt by him and took it in both hands as I sucked him in. I was facing the door, yet I hardly noticed as it slowly opened. Standing in the full glare of the afternoon sunlight was a man. My man.

Just as Karzan licked his fingers and plunged them into my screaming, sore cunt, I heard a gasp. I popped off.

“Ahhh! Philip! Noooo!” I burst into tears, but my hands still gripped my master’s cock, dripping with my sin.

“Samantha,” Philip gasped, “I have come for you as I told you I would…” His voice trailed off as the three of us listened to our own hearts race. My stunned husband watched transfixed as I did not release my lover’s huge black weapon.

Karzan took action and sat up, pushing me to one side.

He commanded the room. “You must be the husband, you are too late to save her honour. She is my slut now.” He stood, his intimidating frame towering over my husband. Philip could not take his eyes off the swinging wet log in front of him. Karzan was close. “You had your chance to breed your wife, but you refused. I have now bred your wife, I have taken her, and she has willingly submitted.”

Philip’s body shook for a moment as if he were trying to wake from a dream. He looked to me, and we both let tears fall from our eyes. He could see that Karzan had me now. Completely.

His body sagged, and he looked down.

Karzan shocked us both by putting a hand on Philip’s shoulder. “But… you being her husband and all, I might share her body with you.” Philip looked up, shocked and something else. Hope.

Karzan never looked at me; he only shouted, “Woman, suck my cock!”

Without hesitation, I scrambled off the bed and dropped to my knees between my master and my husband. Karzan’s big hand pushed my head down over his big black throbbing cock, and I willingly took him into my wide-open sore mouth.

He moaned in utmost triumph. “Suck it, slave bitch!”

I complied with my master’s command. I sucked him in with a frenzied lust, slobbering and drooling. All in front of my loving husband’s gaze, moaning in submissive delight. It was over. I was his whore now.

“As you can see, Philip, your loving wife will now serve my cock, my desires!”

Philip stood in shock.

Karzan went on, his hands holding my head in ownership. “Because her husband neglected her needs.” I looked up in loving desperation, and my cunt spasmed. How could I still be wanting more?

“Come here, man, and see what I have done to your wife’s sweet little white cunt.” He pointed at me, and I got up on all fours, never releasing my reward for obedience. In fact, I took him deeper, gagging on the greatest cock I would ever see.

Karzan sneered and said with the most wicked voice, “I, Karzan, am generously offering you your wife’s cunt for you to use. You might find it a bit more open now after I have taken her so many times. You may fuck her now.”

My husband stood watching his beautiful wife sucking a black man’s cock, as if in a trance, yet he did as he was commanded.

He removed his coat and then his trousers. He gasped at what must have been a view of red stripes, bruises, and an achingly wide-open used cunt. Still, he hesitated. Karzan pulled me off his throbbing black cock and carried me back to the bed, dropping me. He then motioned for Philip to move forward and shocked us both as he sucked my husband’s cock, pulling back his foreskin and licking his mushroom head.

“Oh, my god…” Philip whispered.

“Hmmm, you have a very nice cock, Philip.” He then pulled Philip forward by his shaft, and he fell into the bed with a yelp. Karzan grabbed his face. “Now use it to fuck your wife’s cunt and fill her unprotected womb with your seed. And now, I have had two days and one night of uncontrollable lust, emptying myself into her. Your wife has been one wild whore in my bed.”

Philip took my hips in his hands. As Karzan rubbed Philip’s cock up and down my red, swollen pussy lips, I shook with the insanity of it all. Karzan whispered, “Look at that perfect slut body. How could you not fuck her every day and fill her belly with fine strong sons?” He moved slightly and took my left hand and placed it on his now burning shaft. I wished I could have it back in my gagging throat.

Philip groaned halfway between shame and lust and roughly pushed his hard cock into my cunt. He is still a formidable size despite Karzan’s superiority. Over and over, he fucked me with hard and powerful thrusts, as if reclaiming my pussy from my black lover’s cock.

Karzan was almost laughing in triumph. He was enslaving my husband as well.

I felt Philip’s cock withdraw from my wet cunt and looked between my swinging breasts. Karzan was bent, sucking my husband’s cock to the root. Philp tore off his shirt and screamed, “Suck my cock yesssss suck my cock hard.”

I felt Karzan stiffen in my hand as he sucked on my husband. I watched in shock as my conservative husband lost control and fucked his cock into Karzan's throat.

Karzan pushed back and set Philip back into my cunt. I screamed as an orgasm tore through me. I heard Karzan moaning over what I could only imagine were Philip’s balls.

Philip was howling like a wolf as Karzan opened his bottom cheeks and licked and probed his pink, tight anus. I was lost to it all, the shock of Philip’s arrival and Karzan’s man lust were now just part of who I was, who we were.

Philip was in full flow, gripping my hips with his fingers, holding me so tightly he left red fingerprint marks in my white skin. He fucked me so hard and deep with his beautiful, throbbing, hard cock.

Philip pushed me down and deeper into the bed. He then lay himself over me. Oh my god, he was offering his ass to Karzan!

Master took up the power position. “Good little man slut. I shall breed you as well.” He slowly and with some force slipped his cock in Philip’s asshole. This was not the first time my bisexual husband had taken cock, but he was about to be ruined.

Oh, how he moaned and howled. “Fuck me, fuck me as you have my wife. Make me yours!”

Karzan roared again. “Now I have fucked both husband and wife.”

With a few moments of focus, we all began to move as one. I lay on the bed on all fours, my husband thrusting his very hard, throbbing cock deep into my pussy.

 As he withdrew from me, he speared his ass onto Karzan with a shaky moan. My master was barely moving; my now submissive husband was virtually fucking himself and me at the same time. I turned to watch his face get lost in completely joyful fucking. It was the most erotic sight I have ever seen.

“Philip, you submissive white cunt, you have a very tight ass,” Karzan gasped. “I was just about to take your wife’s ass before you came bursting in uninvited. Ungh, now I am glad you did. So tiiiight!”

I could feel the power of Karzan’s thrusts in Philip’s cock. He suddenly looked pained. “Oh my darling, I'm truly sorry.” I needn’t have worried.

Philip looked down at me with a dreamy smile on his face. His cock throbbed wildly in my pussy. I knew then he was going to cum in me, trying to reclaim what was truly lost to my master. My own orgasm suddenly ripped across my whole body; I felt it like a huge wave building and rising before it crashed over me.

I screamed out, “CUMMMinggg!”

In response to my clutching walls, Philip gave a huge roar, his cock throbbing wildly. “Samanthaaaa!” Jet after jet of his thick white semen filled me.

The trio was complete as my black shepherd yelled out, “Take my seed in your man cunt!” I didn’t know who was spasming most. I just knew I was on the verge of passing out from sensory overload.

I had fallen forward, but I rolled onto my back. Philip’s dripping cock was right in front of me. I quickly sucked my husband. Hewas huge. I licked it, sucked it clean, just as Karzan’s hot tongue licked Philip’s seed from my cunt. I was at a loss for words. It was as if my new master and breeder were draining my womb of my husband’s seed.

My hand was soaking with Karzan’s semen leaking out of my husband. My fingers slipped into Philip’s used, open ass hole and dug out the cream.

I looked up into his wild eyes, “Husband, I need you hard again! I need you to fuck me, baby, hard the way you used to!” He responded by slumping from shame and being sexually used. I knelt and took his face in my wet hands. Karzan sat back, respecting the moment. I was growing to really love my black master.

“Philip…please…tell me what the problem is between us? Do you not love me anymore?”

He looked genuinely surprised. “I love you more than life itself, more than anything, or anyone.” He paused and smiled sadly. “But you don’t need me. You don’t need anyone. You stride with such ease and confidence. Nothing gets in your way. Not even a kiss or a hug for your poor, devoted husband. You’re cold as ice sometimes. And I can’t live like that any longer.”

He pulled my hands away and rose to a more upright position. He had fire in his eyes, and I was melting, melting.

“Oh, Philip, I love you with all my heart and soul. I can change if you can.”

He laughed and then made the nastiest smile. It reminded me of Karzan, who laughed, too. “Just shut up, Samantha, and suck your husband’s cock, you adulterous bitch. Your new master and I need to use your slutty holes!”

I watched my husband suddenly become my man, my first and true master, once again.

He took my hair in his fist and pushed me down. He plunged his pipe into my screaming mouth and fucked into my throat. Holding my head steady in his fist as he used my mouth mercilessly. It was wet, raw, and primal. He had transformed as if Karzan’s seed had cast a spell on him.

He yanked me off and threw me backwards across the bed, knocking my wind out. He was soon holding my wrists so tightly as he rammed his knee between my legs, opening my thighs wide. His reborn cock speared my pussy with one huge lunge. Over and over, he fucked my body like a wild man, a man possessed with lust and filled with anger.

“You -  are - my - fuck - ing - wife! Not his fucking whore or sex toy!”

I held on to him as he let out all his frustrations on my body, fucking me with such formidable force, so fast and with such abandon.

My mind raced. Who did I belong to? Was I so easily swayed by the power of a cock? I rode with his emotions, crying out, “Yes, my love, yes, my love, I am yours, always yours!”

We did not even notice Karzan had left the hut as we fucked like a couple of mindless animals, just the two of us in our little world of crazed sexual lust. I orgasmed, and oh what an orgasm I received from my husband!

His screams filled the little hut along with my own as he filled my womb with his seed once again, as if it would chase away everything Karzan had left.

He fell upon my body, panting, kissing my lips as I slowly came around.

I wept and did not stop kissing him, wetly. “I am sorry, my love, I love you so very much.”

He was trying to regain his breath. “Yet you easily gave in to him. You fucked another man, Samantha. Willingly and repeatedly.”

“I did, yes. I can only hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me.”

He laughed. “Forgive you? I need to thank you.”

“What?”

“My cum drunk wife, this is my fantasy: me and another man fucking you. And it's coming true.”

I laughed and squeezed him tightly. I then slapped his recently fucked ass. “Don't forget Karzan fucking you too! I have never seen anything so erotic as Karzan taking you as you fucked my pussy like a wild thing.” I kissed him passionately. “Would you like to know my fantasy?”

“Yes, tell me, I would love to hear it.”

“If it's not too taboo for you, I would like to watch you both sucking each other's cocks deep and hot in a 69. I want to share his cum from your mouth, kissing you so deeply, and then kissing him with your cum in my mouth. I …cannot give him up. I need his body, his cock, his seed.”

Philip was dumbstruck, then smiled. “I would love that; it is so wicked.” I squealed and hugged him tighter.

Just then, a cold breeze made us shiver. Karzan walked back into the hut naked, his huge black cock swinging between his legs. “I suppose you’re both leaving me now that you have reconciled? Do you think I would let her go so easily after she gave herself to me?”

Philip looked at me, and I looked at him. We both nodded in agreement. I whispered something to my husband, and he smiled. We both sat up, our naked, sweaty bodies covered in cum and spit.

“Well, with Christmas coming up and you having nothing to eat or drink up here, Samantha has asked me to ask if you would like to spend Christmas with our family.”

My black lover, my master, took too long to answer, and I was suddenly fearful he might say no, or worse, tell Philip I was only his. I once again underestimated him.

He gave me a wicked sneer. “Only if we all share her bed, Philip.”

I stood and took his hand. “You must mean our marriage bed.”

“Of course, I stand corrected. I would be honoured to share Christmas with the whole family.”

Philip was resolved. “Samantha has said she is unwilling to give up your beautiful black cock.” He stood and took Karzan’s other hand. “As am I, Karzan.”

“Then I am yours for the Christmas holidays and maybe afterwards into the new year.” He kissed me, and I felt reclaimed again. My head whirled. This would take some getting used to.

Karzan continued. “But in the new year, I will be very busy with lambing season.”

Philip patted Karzan’s back. “Until then…” He stroked his big fat covered with my juices.

I saw Karzan’s eyes light up at the sight of my husband dripping in my cum juices. He reached for it, and they both moaned.

“I am going to suck your pretty white cock clean. I love the taste of our slutty cum whore.”

“But of course, and as long as you don't mind me sucking yours.”

I backed away and watched as the two of them lay on the wet, destroyed bedding. Karzan took my husband’s growing cock between his pink and brown lips, gently licking and sucking the mushroom head. I watched as they lay side by side, one leg raised, sucking each other. Their fingers explored their big, heavy balls, their bottom cheeks, and of course their bum holes. It was quite erotic, almost loving.

I could hear moans and hums of ecstasy. They moved in perfect tandem, finding their way into each other, playing with prostates and pushing in fluids. Karzan began bucking his hips into my husband’s mouth, his hard cock glistening with Philip's saliva. Both men were bucking and moving their hips, so their cocks slipped so deeply into mouths and throats

I sat there, fingering my pussy, my finger slipping over my excited clitty, my free hand rubbing their skin. “Oh, my men! Love each other; you are both my lovers, not rivals. I need you both!”

I whispered in Philip’s ear, “Suck his cock, baby, lick it, taste his cock juices! feel them ooze over your tongue!”

I saw Philips' eyes roll over into his head, as he swallowed with a deep moan.

Karzan sucked and wanked Philip like a long-lost lover. My husband was throbbing so hard, it was stiffer and longer than at any time I had ever seen it.

Philip moved to Karzan’s brown ass hole. I witnessed his anus opening and closing as his new lover’s tongue rimmed around his pink opening.

The spunk Karzan had deposited in Philip earlier started to ooze out very slowly. I gripped my husband’s ass cheeks and told Karzan, “Lick him out, Master. You put it in my husband, now you can clean him up!”

Karzan looked at me and smiled. He knew I was protecting my lover, my husband, making sure he got the maximum pleasure from the best bisexual encounter.

I watched Karzan lick deeply into his open anus. Karzan licked him deeply fucking him with his tongue. My cunt was raging, my nipples ached. I gasped when I saw Philip’s cock run with his precum juices oozing and hanging in long ribbons from his pee eye.

Karzan pulled Philip’s cock to his lips. He licked and sucked in long tongue, soaking slurps. I could wait no longer! I licked Philp’s anus and popped two fingers up his ass hole, feeling his prostate wobble on my fingertips.

Philip pulled off his black lover and cried out, “Fuck! Ohhh, fuck I am cumming!” He exploded, his whole body convulsing.

Karzan opened his mouth as long jets of Philip’s cum flowed into his mouth and over his tongue. His lips enclosed around the spewing head, and he sucked hard.

My lips found Karzan’s lips, and we kissed deeply. He dropped a huge amount of Philip’s cum over my tongue. I was lost to the lust…again!

Philip rolled away from between Karzan's thighs, still gripping and holding Karzan’s cock as if he never wanted to lose it. I held his head and kissed him, fully letting his own cum flow from my mouth and cascade over his tongue. His eyes flew open and held my head, his tongue lashing at mine, swallowing all that he could.

We held each other close. I grabbed Karzan’s head, and the three of us met without sweaty foreheads. We had crossed over into something new.

Philp kissed his new black lover and sighed. “I am afraid I have nothing left, my lover.”

Karzan looked to me, and I rolled my eyes. “Please don't worry, my love. I will finish Karzan off. I am an expert.”

Karzan laughed his huge, low rumble. “My slutty slave, come to me!”

I kissed my husband. “You lie back and relax, and watch me fuck as you have never seen.

A very Merry Christmas!”