Full Sissy

A week after Elizabeth had been discharged, Jordan set up another date with Douglas. He'd been fucked, of course ... but never by a man. He sat at the dinner table downstairs, having a fruity drink ... and a second ... and a third. His small white cock was aching in his panties. He'd been manicured, pedicured, made up. He was as ready as he'd ever be. He walked upstairs at the appointed moment, hesitantly knocking on the door. Jordan opened the door, wearing one of Douglas's old robes. In the background, he could see Elizabeth, a small smirk playing on her face.

"Sissy, welcome," Jordan said, opening the door fully. "Your ex-wife and I were just discussing you."

"All good things, I hope," Douglas said, coming in and sitting down gently onto the edge of the bed, crossing his legs just as Elizabeth had told him.

"Well, nothing terrible at least," Jordan said. "She wants to watch." Douglas blushed deeply.

"I'd prefer if she didn't --" he started.

"After all we've been through, dear, I wouldn't miss this in the world," Elizabeth said firmly. Her big blue eyes were fierce.

"O-o-okay," Douglas said, conceding. He reached out. Jordan was nude under the robe, his long fat black cock jutting out.

"Your robe doesn't fit me too well," Jordan said. Douglas just nodded, mesmerized as he reached out, gingerly stroking Jordan's fat meat, captivated by it.

"You wouldn't," Douglas agreed.

"That's right. He's an alpha male, isn't he darling?" Elizabeth said, rubbing her swollen, milk filled tits.

"He is," Douglas said in a tiny voice, wrapping his soft, lipsticked lips around the fat head of Jordan's cock. He could feel Jordan's heads slide into his hair, gripping him firmly as he pushed forward, feeding Douglas cock.

"Your ex-husband isn't half bad at this," Jordan said, keeping a firm grip on the skull as he started to fuck the white boy's mouth deeper and deeper.

"Better than he was at eating pussy, anyhow," Elizabeth agreed. "But those days are long in the past now."

"Mmmhm," Jordan said. He sat back on the bed, letting Douglas worship his prick, his balls, his ass. Elizabeth rubbed herself gently, enjoying the sight, until Jordan started to get Douglas onto his side, laying down.

"Show me your pussy, baby," Jordan commanded gently. Douglas blushed, lifting up his asscheek, exposing the tiny pink hole within. It'd been awhile since he'd been fucked, and it was twitching as Jordan inspected it. "Clean and prepared, sissy?"

"Yes Daddy," Douglas breathed out, his blush plain on his face. Jordan added additional lubricant, then started to push his fat hog of a cock into Douglas's ass.

"Oh fuck fuck fuck," Douglas whimpered, as the head popped in. He closed his eyes, willing himself to relax, and gradually the pain faded, and Jordan pushed more. After long moments, which felt like hours, Jordan was buried balls deep inside Douglas's spasming little ass.

"So fucking hot," Elizabeth whimpered. She leaned over, kissing Jordan hungrily, as Jordan started fucking Douglas.

"Oi ... oh God ... fuck," Douglas said, guttural, barely cognizable, the coherence fucked out of him as Jordan drilled him expertly, his long fat cock working Douglas's prostate. Eventually, Douglas came hands free, his small cock spitting a thick, rich load onto the high-thread bedsheets. Only then did Jordan pull out, absolutely coating Douglas's cock in thick ropes of his own cum, establishing his dominance over the broken white man.