Mac And Mitch !

“You look fantastic!”

Brenda snapped her eyes open surprised she had company in the back seat. Her jaw nearly hit the floor when she saw the two men sitting in front of her. The voice came from the familiar silver-haired fox, Mac. He sat with a wide grin on his face sipping from the champagne glass which he tipped in Brenda’s direction. Sitting next to him, was none other than her husband, Mitch! Mitch sat with a saddened face, finding it difficult to look at his scantily clad, sexy wife, dripping wet with rain water.

Brenda gasped and covered her mouth as tears immediately formed in her eyes. The shame and guilt curtain came crashing down over Brenda as she began sobbing in front of her husband. There was no hiding what had just transpired, and her blatant public near-nudity only added to her embarrassment.

“Now, now,” Mac soothed, handing Brenda a full glass of champagne. “There is no need for embarrassment,” he continued after Brenda gripped the glass between her trembling hands. “Mitch is very aware of how I intended to collect my payments. He was made well aware of it before the loan was made.” Mac sipped from his glass and waited for Brenda to do the same. Brenda’s questioning eyes began to glare at Mitch again. “What I didn’t anticipate, was having you respond like the vixen that you have been. We were waiting for you at the restaurant, but I surmise you didn’t dress appropriately for the occasion.” Mac showed his white teeth as he grinned and chuckled lightly.

Brenda was growing increasingly uneasy at the seemingly calm conversation that was filled with double entendres. She shifted on the leather seat, her bare ass sliding across the smooth black material. She nervously guzzled the champagne, draining her glass. She allowed Mac the opportunity to refill it. She returned her look to Mac, wondering what he had in store for her next. She didn’t have long to wait to find out.

“Since you weren’t there, Mitch and I had an opportunity to work out some more details of the repayment terms. I have reassured Mitch that once the payments are complete, I will no longer interfere in your relationship. However, in the meantime, certain rules and changes need to be made.” Mac patted Mitch’s leg next to him, causing Mitch to twitch nervously. “Since you are being the ‘perfect’ wife, Mitch will be the ‘perfect’ husband until the debt is repaid. He has agreed to attend to your every need. He will assume all the household chores like cleaning, cooking, laundry, and so on. You will need your rest!”

Brenda was becoming confused, yet when Mac said she would need rest, she became scared. She wondered even more so, what Mac had in store for her.

“Mitch will attend to your every need,” Mac repeated. “He will draw your bath, scrub your back, give you massages, and so on. As a matter of fact, he has agreed to do whatever you tell him to. Isn’t that right, Mitch?” Mitch slowly nodded his assent. “As far as the rules go … if Mitch doesn’t do as told by you, you must tell me immediately. I promise not to hurt him, but there will be some form of punishment to teach him his place.” Mitch sheepishly looked at Brenda from his lowered head, ashamed of his current position. “Talking about his place,” Mac continued. “His place in the house will be the guest room. When you get home he will move all his belongings into the guest room. He will help you redecorate the Master bedroom to your tastes. He will make sure that the Master bedroom is ALWAYS available for either myself, or any of my companions.”

Brenda, again, shifted nervously, uncomfortable with where this all was heading. She drained another glass of champagne and had her third refill poured for her. She could feel the tiny bubbles racing to her brain, tickling her sense of reason. She strained to focus harder on what Mac was saying, trying to read between the lines and understand what was in store for her.

“Brenda,” Mac gained her attention. She focused on him. “I need you to pay attention, otherwise additional fees may have to be added! Now Mitch has also agreed that there will be absolutely NO intercourse between you and him until the debt is paid in its entirety! He will, and is expected to, satisfy you orally whenever you need, but there will be no reciprocal satisfaction on his part. That means no blow jobs, no hand jobs, and positively no jacking off! I will leave it to you to guarantee that will not happen. Once in a while I will grant Mitch permission to release his backlog, but only I shall give that command, and only I will say how.”

Brenda and Mitch were both shifting uncomfortably now as Mac’s intentions were becoming more evident.

“One last thing for now,” Mac chimed again. “Mitch is to no longer watch sports on television. He is only allowed to watch home movie videos. The same videos you helped produce and create this morning will be his starting fare. Hopefully he will learn something about you, and be able to please and serve you better in the future.” He reached behind Mitch and placed his hand behind his head. He gently pushed Mitch forward, “Now Mitch, show your wife that you are dedicated to pleasing her, and lick her pussy and ass out real good!” Mitch fell to the floor of the limo and was on his hands and knees directly in front of Brenda’s clenched knees.

“Noooo,” she feebly protested, suddenly remembering that her holes were still filled with the fluids of her earlier endeavors. She looked at Mac for some kind of reprieve and found none. She then looked at Mitch cowering beneath her, his eyes pleading her not to object. Mitch feared a fate much worse than whatever was in store if he didn’t do as told. Brenda could see the fear in his eyes as he continued to plead. He gently placed kisses on her knees and in between them, letting her know that everything would be all right if she just cooperated.

It worked. Brenda relaxed her muscles letting her legs part slightly, encouraging Mitch to continue. Brenda’s mind was swirling as the tears flowed from her eyes once again. She was embarrassed and humiliated, knowing that Mitch would soon come in contact with her unfaithful pussy, and her no longer virgin ass. She cried, knowing that Mitch would soon find out that not only had she been fucked, but she let them cum in her pussy; that not only had she been fucked in the ass but she let them cum in her ass also. She only prayed that Mitch would never find out it had been four black men that had their way with her, and that she loved every minute of it. She cringed as Mitch **** her legs further apart, exposing her sopping holes and the dried rivers of cum and pussy juice on her inner thighs. She became acutely aware of Mac’s insidious stare as Mitch licked her thighs. She inhaled deeply and closed her eyes, not wanting to look at Mac as Mitch zeroed in on her fucked holes.

Mitch lapped the salty thighs, smelling the musky scent wafting from his wife’s gaping holes. He knew the only reason they would be gaping so much, is if she had been fucked. He steeled himself for what he was about to experience, knowing he had to endure it, otherwise suffer intolerable consequences. He stuck out his tongue and pressed forward, swabbing a long swipe across both holes. “Oh God,” he heard Brenda exclaim just before feeling her hands on his head. His tongue was coated with a thick syrup when he drew it back into his mouth. He was surprised when he didn’t gag on the unique concoction, finding the taste somewhat savory and intoxicating. Mitch tentatively retraced his tongue along the path it had created, wanting to ensure he didn’t mind the taste. The second pass drew another moan from Brenda coating his tongue once more. Mitch swirled the viscous fluid momentarily in his mouth before swallowing it. Again, the taste, though somewhat salty, was not that bad. Confident he could stomach the sluice, he began working in earnest to please his wife. It had been nearly a month since he had sex with Brenda, and the mere thrill of licking her pussy was enough for Mitch at this point. He was already getting hard, finally being near his wife’s sex.

Brenda couldn’t stop the sensations Mitch was sending through her short circuited body. The swipe of his fat tongue across her seeping orifices electrified her once more. She reflexively reached for her husband’s head to guide his motions. His laving tongue was lovingly cleaning her still raw core. Brenda could feel her body loosen more and more with each passing of his tongue. The more she loosened up, the more her holes seeped. Mitch’s loving tongue was working magic on her sensitive core, sending shivers of nervous excitement through her body as she felt her inner dam slowly open. When Mitch delved his tongue deep into her pussy, Brenda convulsed as the earthquake shattered her body, bursting the dam that held the pent up love juice. She locked her legs and pulled Mitch’s face tightly against her cunt as her muscles contracted. Brenda could feel the waters come flooding out of her to be consumed by her husband.

Mitch froze in position, unable to move as Brenda bucked, holding him in place. Suddenly Mitch found his mouth filled with fluids that he had no other option but to quickly swallow. Mitch was ingesting mouthful after mouthful of his wife’s contents. The slimy mixture was a mixture of thick, syrupy liquid, and runny, viscous liquid. He must’ve swallowed nearly six mouthfuls of her built up cum before the flood had abated. He allowed Brenda to guide him to her ass, where she deposited another mouthful of her special excretions for him to digest.

Panting heavily, Brenda slowly guided Mitch’s familiar tongue back and forth between her ass and her pussy to lovingly clean up any remnants, while she slowly drifted back down to earth and reality. When she finally came to her senses, she spotted Mac with his evil grin, and Mitch with his face shining with her fluids. “Look, Brenda,” Mac pointed out, “Mitch got excited servicing you!” Sure enough! Brenda spotted Mitch’s bulge obviously straining inside his trousers, begging for release. A weird sense of power seemed to race through her body at that instant. Brenda couldn’t pinpoint the exact feeling, but the perverse knowledge that her husband had just sucked out the cum of four black men that had fucked her pussy and ass, and had enjoyed it, swelled her pride and confidence.

The limo had pulled up to their house and the occupants waited for Jermaine to come open the door. Mac excused the couple, reminding them to rearrange the sleeping accommodations immediately, and to not forget the new rules. Jermaine had opened the door and helped Mitch out of the door first. Just before Brenda exited, Mac told her to get cleaned up nicely. He told her to put on the ‘nice’ outfit, and that he would be back at nine to pick her up for an evening on the town. Brenda batted her eyes, wondering if she had already endured enough for one day, but then agreed before she allowed Jermaine to grab her hand and help her out of the car. Jermaine closed the door to the limo, then quickly pinned Brenda up against the black car in the rain. Despite the fact that her husband was standing in the doorway watching, Jermaine wrapped his meaty hand around Brenda’s head and pulled it in tight to his, sealing his lips to hers. He drove his tongue into her mouth as his other hand dropped between her legs to stroke her pussy one more time. He continued kissing her until she moaned appreciatively around his tongue, melting onto his hand. At that very instant, Jermaine broke the kiss, smiled, and circled back to the driver’s seat, leaving Brenda dazed, confused, and horny.

“Great finishing touch, Jermaine,” Mac commented. “Now, take me back to my place. We’ve got to get ready for tonight.” Jermaine shifted the limo into reverse and backed down the driveway. He quickly and efficiently made his way out of the development.