Hierarchy

"So is that a banana in your pocket, or you just miss me?" Jordan said, chuckling. Douglas internally cringed, but Monique played along with her old flame.

"Missed you about as much as you missed me," she purred, reaching down to rub the growing bulge in his pants. Douglas had been around to know when he was so clearly outstripped, and he got up to call it an early night. Monique looked at him, clearly pissed.

"Sit your white ass down, boy, you're about to learn about hierarchy," she hissed.

"I know what it means," Douglas said dumbly.

"Well, your white ass is about to see what it means," Monique said. She pulled down Douglas's drawers, exposing his small white cock.

"Below," she said. Then she took off Jordan's pants, and his cock was enormous. "Above."

She had Douglas watch her give Jordan a blowjob, and for the first time, he saw Monique as a bottom, passionately slobbering on Jordan's fuckpole till it was at full mast, a foot long. Then she tugged on Douglas's hapless penis a few times with her other hand, making him grunt as she guided him into the bitch position. She lubed him up, her hands jittery like they'd never been before. Then she got seated into her home, Douglas's tight ass.

"Below," she repeated. Then an eternity passed as Jordan lubed up Monique. Douglas could feel the additional weight as the bull pushed into his former home, Monique's ass. Douglas could feel her cock throb and spasm, as she pushed off an immediate orgasm. And when he was seated fully into her, she said a single word. "Above."

And then they fucked, Jordan unto Monique, and Monique unto Douglas. Douglas's small white cock came quickly from the pressure of Monique against his prostate, and then a second time unexpectedly. But Monique was too much in bliss from white ass wrapped around her Black dick, and her ebony God buried up her ass, to notice or care. It was a hierachy, and she was focused on above, not below.