Mike/Susan takes over

Finally my wife pushes be down onto my back and smiles at me. I had seen Mike smile millions of times during our friendship, but I'd never seen that smile mixed with lust before. She was looking at me like a piece of meat and I liked how it felt.

Susan rolled over next to me and then leaned down to kiss me again.

Then she got on her knees, raising herself into an upright position. I didn't know what she was up to until she swung a leg over my body and Mike's big black cock was pointed down at my face. I opened my mouth and she slid it into me, dropping her body back down until she was straddling my face. She then lowered her upper body down onto her hands. Mike's muscles rippled.

"Just lay there and let me do the work," she said and started fucking my mouth.

I had 69'd with Susan and other women I had been with before her, and on occassion she had ridden my face. But all the face riding and 69'ing in the world didn't compare to being face fucked by a muscular black man with a giant cock.

Even if I had wanted her to stop, which I didn't, there was nothing I could do. In that position I was her bitch and there was nothing I could do but take it. I was nothing more than a live sex toy for my wife's pleasure.

With Mike's cock jammed down my throat, I had to breath through my nose, so the musky scent of his balls filled my senses. And the more and harder she fucked me, the stronger that smell became. I was beginning to like that smell as much as I liked the scent of my wife's pussy...maybe even more.

"Holy fuck you are a good little bitch," Susan said. "If the real Mike knew how good this feels, he probably would have been feeding you his dick for years."