
My Dream Girl 
Part 8

The next time that I saw Lisa, she knew about Luther making me suck off his friend Rex 
to settle a debt. She warned me again about how dangerous Luther was and how I needed 
to do whatever he wanted so that we could keep seeing each other. I had become addicted 
to the great orgasms that I had when Lisa let me jerk off while I serviced her. I was also 
starting to like her using her toys on my asshole when we were getting it on. Deep inside 
I knew that Lisa was just a guy that let me suck him off if I gave him money. But her 
demeanor was so warm that it felt like we had a relationship based on affection. The 
hugging and kissing that we engaged in at the start of each lovemaking session was such 
a turn on even though most of the time Lisa was the dominant one probing my mouth 
with her tongue. She always let me spent ample time sucking her small tits and she really 
seemed to get turned on by it. It was so much like being with a woman until it got to be 
time for me to suck cock. But by that time, I was really turned on and I would do 
anything to please her. 

Rex turned out to be just the start of a long string of black men that Luther made me 
service. It seemed like he had a lot of friends that wanted to have their cocks sucked by a 
white guy. None of them seemed to be gay. They just wanted a blow job and I was a 
convenient place to dump their cum. Most like Rex would come back again and again. I 
never saw any money change hands, but I suspected that Luther was making his friends 
pay for the privilege of humiliating a white faggot.

Things with Ellen remained about the same. I would put on a “snugger fit” condom each 
night and fuck her. Sometimes, I would cum. Sometimes I would fake it. Then I would 
eat out her pussy until she was satisfied. She never seemed to bother cleaning Jason’s 
cum from her pussy and in a short time I learned what their fuck schedule was like. 
Wednesdays I could always expect to eat out a well fucked pussy. I also kept track of 
Ellen’s periods so I knew that she would be ovulating in the middle of the next week. 
Knowing that Jason seemed to be able to get free in the afternoons, I made my plan. For 
some reason I had a strong desire to sell Ellen and Jason together again. The next 
Wednesday, I drove to work. I had already marked out the afternoon as time that I would 
be going out to meet with clients. I had a cab pick me up and drive me home. I knew that 
Ellen would be out getting her nails done. I snuck up to the third floor and waited quietly 
in the space above the master bedroom. Ellen got home about one PM and immediately 
took a shower. Through the crack around the light fixture, I watched her dry off and get 
dressed as she stood in the bedroom below. She got dressed in tight skimpy shorts and a 
low cut blouse. She finished off by slipping on a pair of three inch heels. She looked like 
a prostitute getting ready to go stand on a street corner. She then sat down at her makeup 
table and put on red lipstick and did her eyes. She was just finishing when the doorbell 
rang. She hurried out of the room. A few minutes later, she walked back into the room 
followed by Jason who was dressed in tennis playing clothes. Half way across the room, 
Jason grabbed Ellen’s shoulder and spun her around and pulled her close. Ellen, who is 
physically about the same size that I am, looked small in his arms. Her head was tilted up 
as their lips locked and his tongue probed her mouth. I could see that he was using one 
hand to maul her breast through her blouse. When their kiss finally broke, I could see that 
Ellen’s face was flush from passion. 

She caught her breath and asked Jason how things were going with Joan. He said that 
Joan still suspected something was going one, but he was keeping her in line by fucking 
her up the ass every other day. In fact he had fucked her ass when he got up this very 
morning after she sucked him hard and “played his trombone”. I knew from the porn sites 
that I visited that “playing a man’s trombone” was when a man stood slightly bent over 
with his legs spread and his hands spreading his ass cheeks. The “trombone player” 
would kneel behind him and tongue his asshole while reaching between his legs and 
stroking his cock, which sort of looked like playing the trombone. It is an act of extreme 
submission and a show of dominance.  He went on to say he liked the way that Joan got 
really docile and submissive when he used her ass, but he would have to back off on her 
schedule soon because she was starting to get stretched out.

 Ellen seemed to be getting turned on by his talking and she moved in and locked lips 
with him again. When they broke she moved back and sat on the edge of the bed and took 
off her high heels. She then got up and moved back to Jason. As they kissed again I 
couldn’t help but notice how much shorter than him she was in her bare feet. When the 
kiss finally broke, Ellen looked up at him and told him that she was ovulating and she 
wanted him to breed her today and give her his baby. He said that it would “See what he 
could do to help her out”. He moved over and sat on the edge of the bed. Ellen dropped to 
her knees in front of him and untied and removed his shoes. Then she pulled off his 
socks. Jason then stood back up and moved a few steps back from the bed. Ellen stood up 
and removed her blouse and bra, and got back on her knees in front to him and unbuckled 
his belt and pulled down his zipper. Together they worked to get his pants and underwear 
off. Jason pulled off his shirt to reveal his manly chest and arm and threw it on the floor. 
He had the body of a football player. He was at least twice as big as me in every way. 
Ellen remained motionless on her knee in front of him. Jason stroked his cock a few 
times and then moved forward and inserted it into Ellen’s partially opened mouth. I could 
hear her moan through the sheetrock ceiling as she struggled to open wide enough to 
accept the girth of the cock that was being pushed into her mouth. Jason’s cock wasn’t as 
long as Luther’s but it was just as big around. Her face contorted to as he pushed more 
into her. When he got enough in to make her gag, he pulled out and raised his cock with 
his hand. As he used one hand to stroke, he put the other behind my wife’s head and used 
it to guide her mouth to his ballsack. She dove in like a hungry dog and licked and sucked 
his testicles for a few minutes until he pulled her off and put her back to work on his 
cock. He stood motionless as she got as much as she could into her mouth and worked 
away on it. He kept telling her what a good job she was doing as he looked down on her. 

His one way conversation turned to me as he said “I can’t believe that a woman like you 
would stay with a man like Joe. I’ve seen him in the showers down at the tennis club. His 
pencil dick isn’t big enough to fuck a chicken and the rest of his body looks like it 
belongs to a teenage girl. I’ve heard guys like him can be turned into cocksuckers really 
easy. Once you put them on their knees and make them suck cock and eat cum a couple 
of times, their will becomes broken and they become compliant. When I was in high 
school, I had a little faggot that I let suck my cock, whenever I couldn’t get any pussy. It 
was better than jerking off.  He got pretty good at it after a while and I got so I enjoyed 
dumping a load in his mouth and watching him swallow it. He was always so grateful to 
get a load of my cum. Sometimes when I see Joe, I get the feeling that I want to train him 
to suck my cock. I wouldn’t mind having a blow boy around to worship my cock when I 
needed a change.” As I lay on a piece of plywood looking down at my wife and him, 
Jason’s words were having an effect on me. His talk about using me created a mixture of 
feelings, but there was no doubt that my little cock was getting hard.

For a few minutes the only sound drifting up through the floor was the noise of Ellen 
slobbering on spit and Jason’s precum. I could see that her efforts had made his cock rock 
hard. Then Jason said in his deep loud voice “If you’re going to have my baby, you need 
to demonstrate your obedience by playing my trombone just like Joan.” He pulled his 
cock from her mouth, turned around, spread his legs to shoulder width and slightly bent 
his knees. He reached back and spread his ass cheeks before her waiting face. Ellen did 
not hesitate and suck her mouth between his cheeks and reached between his legs and 
started to stroke his cock. As her mouth found his asshole, he said “Get your tongue in 
there. Joan already cleaned it out. Now you can polish it”. 

When Ellen and I had sex, she was always the one who called the shots. But with Jason 
she acted like a submissive dog obeying his every command instantly. As Ellen worked 
of Jason’s asshole, he kept up a constant barrage of orders. She just moaned. Mostly he 
was telling her to probe deeper. Ever time he issued the ‘deeper” command I could see 
Ellen struggling to drive her tongue further up his ass. He kept her at it for more than 
fifteen minutes. I could see a sheen of sweat building up on her shoulders and back. Jason 
was obviously enjoying every minute of it. His cock was rock hard and the head had 
become reddish purple in color. I was surprised that he didn’t shoot his load.

Finally he told her that if she wanted to be bred, he wanted her on her hands and knees at 
the bottom of the bed. I could tell that Ellen’s knees were stiff, but she quickly got up and 
scrambled into position on the bed. Jason moved to the foot of the bed and adjusted her 
position. He seemed to be adjusting her so that he could fuck her while he remained 
standing. He pushed her head down and told her not to move. The he reached behind her 
and inserted two fingers into her pussy. The ease with which they slipped in made it clear 
that her pussy was sloppy wet. Jason probed around a while and announced that she was 
almost ready. As Jason reached down and pulled his belt from the loops of his pants he 
said “Maybe I should get Eddie Williams and some of the other guys from the tennis club 
over here to get some of your pussy”. Eddie Williams was a large black man who used 
the tennis facility a lot. His wife is a decent looking black woman. Even though they have 
six children, Eddie has a reputation for chasing ladies, black and white, on the side. Jason 
continued saying “Eddie would probably be happy to give you a black baby He really 
likes white pussy”. Ellen did not move but shot back saying “I want your baby, Jason. 
Please fuck me now”. Jason doubled over the belt and held it in his right hand. He moved 
to the side of the bed and reached down and grabbed Ellen by the back of the neck with 
his left hand and held her face to the bedcovers. In this position her ass was sticking way 
up in the air. Jason looked at her ass and said “You need to tell me that you will fuck 
anybody that I tell you to”. The he brought the belt down hard on one ass cheek and then 
quickly on the other. It sounded like two gun shots. Ellen screamed so loud that I became 
afraid that the neighbors would hear her and call the police. When Ellen caught her 
breath, she came back with “I’ll fuck anybody you want”. Jason waited a few seconds 
and said “You need to tell me that you’ll beg me to fuck you up the ass after I get you 
bred”. Jason swatted each cheek again avoiding the welt that had already appeared on 
each side. He didn’t hit nearly as hard this time. He didn’t need to because she 
immediately shot back with “Yes. Please give me a baby and then ream my asshole. 
Stretch it to fit your big beautiful cock”. Jason let go of the back of her neck and moved 
behind her. She didn’t move as he shoved two fingers back into her pussy and probed 
around. When he pulled out his fingers he said “As soon as I redden up your ass, you’ll 
be ready for breeding”. Ellen didn’t move as Jason laid on 25 mild strokes although she 
yelped at each stroke. When he finished, her ass cheeks were glowing red. Jason through 
the belt aside, moved in and shoved his cock into her pussy. Ellen let out one long moan 
as he slid in stretching her pussy. He then grabbed her by the hips and began giving her a 
good fucking. After about ten minutes both their bodies were shiny with sweat. Then 
Jason reached forward and grabbed her by the hair, pulled her head back making her back 
arch and said “Here it comes, baby”. He then groaned loudly at each stroke as he filled 
her pussy with his cum. Then Jason let go of her hair and her head fell forward. They 
remained motionless for a minute or two and then he pulled out and walked around to the 
side of the bed. As he grabbed a handful of her hair and wiped his cock with it, he told 
her not to move so that his sperm would be sure to find her egg. Then he said that he was 
going to take a shower. As he turned and walked away, Ellen said “Thank you, Jason”.

As I watched Ellen on her hands and knees waiting to be sure Jason’s sperm found its 
way into her womb, my little cock was rock hard. Part of me couldn’t believe that I could 
be turned on by watching my wife’s lover make her submit mentally and physically to his 
will. As I turned onto my side, pulled out my cock and started jerking off, I had no doubt 
that Jason could take control of me, break my will and make me his cocksucker. He is 
such a real man that I couldn’t fault my wife for submitting to him and wanting to be bred 
by him rather than me. As I stroked away, I began to realize why Ellen never cleaned out 
her pussy before she had me lick it. It was a gift to me. She was sharing the cum of a real 
man with me. I had no chance of ever being half the man that Jason is. It didn’t take long 
for me to shoot my load. Ten minutes later Jason came back from the shower. He was 
still naked as he lay down on the bed. He told Ellen to go to the bathroom and clean up. 
After she was done with her shower, she came back, laid next to Jason and snuggled up 
on her side next to him. It was clear that she was enjoying being his woman. I could 
clearly see the two welts on her left ass cheek. He put his arm around her and they rested 
for about twenty minutes before they got dressed and left to play tennis. 


Continued in Part 9

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