A Man Courting Miss Nancy
Note: This narrative continues from my former accounts, "Brian's Awakening" and "Miss Nancy's special friend."
Brian arrived a little before the set time at his Mistress' house. He pressed the doorbell button on the intercom. An annoyed Nancy responded after an elongated pause. "Good evening, Brian," she eventually said. After scaling the stairway, he entered the spacious dwelling and proceeded to the living room. Nancy's home held immense significance for the powerful and prominent man. It represented enjoyable experiences, sexual desires, and devoted admiration, intermingled with instances of distress and humiliation. Brian was inexorably drawn to her like a moth to a flame. The space was permeated with a strong tobacco odor, different from the sweet scent of his Mistress' usual menthol cigarettes.
He discovered her on the plush, costly leather sofa, dressed in a black silk bathrobe. A partially smoked cigar lingered in the large white crystal ashtray placed before her. As Brian knelt at his Mistress' feet, thrilled to be in her presence once more, the excitement inside him intensified. Nancy removed the cigar, exhaling a cloud of smoke before letting it rest in the ashtray.
"Tonight, you will witness how a real man satisfies your Mistress' sexual cravings, in ways that are unattainable for beta males, such as yourself." She informed him, acknowledging the mortification on his face. His intense desire for her surpassed that of any other woman, yet he realized he would never be able to satisfy his feelings.
"Go fetch a glass of Chardonnay and assist me in becoming more receptive," she ordered briefly. Off he went, returning with the wine and kneeling before her. She held the glass, took a sip, then put it down on the coffee table. Nancy opened her robe, revealing her body covered only by a garter that held up fishnet stockings and a glimmering black leather bra supporting her ample breasts. Her hairless pussy was impeccably clean, as per usual.
She took another puff, emitting nearly perfect smoke rings while she leisurely exhaled. She seemed effortlessly at ease, enjoying herself. Brian didn't smoke himself but appreciated the quality of the cigar. This was the first time he'd been with a woman who smoked a cigar – a habit more often associated with men. It enriched his Dominant presence, the smoke powerful and pungent.
"May I now kiss Miss Nancy's flower?" He inquired politely.
"Yes." She responded, studying the cigar – its embers nearly burnt out – between her fingers. "However, you'll be soft; you have to comprehend that your mouth will just serve as an appetizer this evening." Nancy parted her legs, granting him access. Brian gazed upon her, drinking in her nudity and sensing the subtle fragrance of her arousing organ. He began licking around her lips softly and gently, his technique polished from previous experiences with Miss Nancy. As she puffed slowly on the cigar, he kept his focus on her, skillfully pleasing her, making her vagina slippery for her visitor's penis.
The door intercom rang, Nancy moved swiftly, displacing Brian's face from her smoldering cigar and the ashtray. She swiftly walked to the playroom, dragging Brian behind her. A visitor had arrived sooner than expected. "Strip and sit at the edge of the bed!" She demanded, recognizing the urgency in her tone. Brian complied instantly, leaving him naked on the bed's end. She left the room and returned alongside a tall, well-muscled, very dark-skinned man. He was casually clad, a stretchy t-shirt displaying his muscular arms – undoubtedly the result of regular gym visits. "Brian, meet Jamie," she introduced him, motioning for Jamie to stand above Brian, his face nearly level with Brian's groin.
"Hey Brian," she said cheerfully as she flashed a menacing grin at the beta male beneath her, knowing what was to come for the unfortunate man. Brian kept quiet, only shooting a quick glance upwards at the imposing muscular figure looming over him.
Nancy crouched down next to Brian, unzipping his jeans and gradually lowering them to reveal his bulging athletic supporter underwear that couldn't contain his anatomy. Brian understood the direction this scenario was heading.
She grasped Jamie's underwear with both hands and pulled it down, unveiling his 11-inch cock, which slumped forward quite heavily in front of Brian's face. The slave's mouth hung open in awe at the sight of the largest cock he'd ever seen on a man, so close to his face - it was surreal. He gazed at the massive cock as it dangled there, smooth and almost black. The monster was uncircumcised, emphasized by the contrast of its pink tip with his deep dark foreskin. His dark pubic hair was short and unkempt. His balls, the size of plums, hung snugly in his trimmed sack. The scent of smeg wafted from his unwashed foreskin.
Nancy admired the spectacle, imagining how the immense size would fill her, picturing how much cum the gigantic dark balls would pump into her. She held tightly to Jamie's impressive member, giving it a good smack against Brian's face. Jamie gasped, unsuspecting the slave's treatment, enjoying the superiority the moment brought him. Nancy slid the foreskin back and rubbed the greasy, blunt head against Brian's mouth. Brian groaned in revulsion, feeling Jamie's cock's pungent stink of smeg, stale piss, and sweat spread across his lips.
"Check that out," she exclaimed, admiring the immense member in her palm. "Look at that adorable little dick!" She laughed, pointing to Brian's crotch, where his insignificant size poked out from the flab. "My used tampons have more girth than that pathetic thing!" Jamie chuckled, savoring the pleasure of having his manliness at the forefront of the slave's humiliation, relishing his soon-to-be intimate coupling with another woman while Brian watched with noticeable envy.
Nancy's focus returned to her bull, fondly stroking the member. It swelled, growing to the girth of a Pringles can. "Let's compare," she said. Jamie crouched down, placing his large shaft next to Brian's organ, the stark contrast clear as day. Even if Brian had 10 dicks of his own, they wouldn't be able to match the size of Jamie's impressive monster. He then forced his massive penis against Brian's flaccid cock, pushing it down out of sight into the slave's fleshy abdomen.
"Where's that little man hiding?" Jamie teased, laughing at Brian.
"I almost feel bad for him," Nancy added. Jamie got up, removing his cock from Brian's pelvic area. He raised his cock loudly against Brian's face, Brian jerking back from the offensive gesture.
"Feast your eyes on this, weakling!" Jamie bellowed, letting out a hearty laugh at the slave's insignificance in comparison.
Brian felt no reaction, maintaining his silence to avoid granting Jamie more pleasure by exposing the humiliation and revulsion coursing through his veins.
Nancy guided Jamie onto the bed, then she removed her t-shirt, showcasing her attractive washboard abs. He lay back on the bed, showcasing his raw masculinity, his thick, erect member prominent. The slave noticed Nancy's arousal, her clit helplessly swollen and reddened; the pungent smell of her like nothing he had smelled. She coaxed them both so close to his pelvis, "Feel my pussy's tightness around him, Brian." She said, helping Jamie push deeper inside her, as Nancy's face contorted from the struggle of accommodating him.
Brian hands instinctively reached for the thick shaft, gripping the prominent veins lining it, Jamie's heartbeat evident beneath his fingertips. She burst out, "Take your hand off it!" and then proceeded to coax Jamie's cock further into herself, her wetness streaming down his shaft, forming a soapy foam. She exhaled with every stroke, her clit brushing against him, and he couldn't help but moan with each movement.
Jamie felt her pressing down on his dick, her strong muscles gripping him tightly. He felt her cervix as she pushed his cock deep inside her. The wetness from her lube coated his sac, running down his legs. He glanced at the slave beside him, noticing the same sad expression on his face that he'd seen on other men Jamie had cuckolded throughout the years.
"You'll never have this!" He said, smirking, returning his focus to Nancy, admiring the stunning and powerful woman on top of him.
Brian watched the spectacle in front of him, the bull's dick pulling her pussy lips and clit in, completely taking control of her groin. Her long, shapely legs were the only thing visible in between the massive, dark shaft. Brian had gotten past his initial feelings about the situation and was now able to experience Miss Nancy's pleasure along with her. His dick gave up its load, but thankfully his preoccupied mistress didn't notice.
Nancy's moans reached a peak as she experienced a powerful orgasm, screaming with joy, her juices sprayed from her filled pussy, landing on Jamie's stomach. She pulled herself up, disengaging from him, more fluid drained from her stretched and swollen organ. Brian thought the intercourse was finished, but his heart sank when his mistress quickly repositioned herself on the bed, nestled between the big man and her slave.
Jamie jumped and thrust himself into her again, mounting her in the missionary position. Nancy gasped as he entered her, his large hands grabbing her shoulders. He began thrusting slowly at first, but built up speed. Brian could feel each stroke as she was pushed against him. She resumed her cries of ecstasy, Brian watching her pelvic area rise and fall as it was displaced by Jamie's big member that kept thrusting into her. She felt pain as he slammed brutally against her cervix, but it was worth it.
Nancy soon had her second orgasm, letting out a piercing scream, her body trembling with waves of pleasure. The slave was splashed with her sticky discharge. Jamie continued thrusting vigorously to reach his own climax, finally giving in to the pressure and screaming triumphantly as he emptied himself into her. He remained on top of her with his cock still inside her. Brian looked on longingly, wishing he could trade places with that dominant alpha male, to be allowed to give Miss Nancy such incredible pleasure.
Nancy pushed Jamie off, and he flopped onto the bed beside her. Jamie's cum dribbled from his erection. Nancy yanked on her slave's chain, pulling his face close to her genitals. "Look, Brian! Look what a real man did to my flower. I don't think I'd even notice your little pecker inside me now." She giggled derisively, flicking Brian's small penis with her finger.
Jamie eyed the other man's underwhelming organ, comparing it to his impressive, large, uncut member. He had been keenly aware of his natural advantage since his teenage years. As a teenager, Jamie first realized his size superiority in the high school gym room. He made sure to display his impressive tool to his peers, solidifying his alpha status and leaving them with feelings of inadequacy.
The feeling of superiority from having the biggest penis hadn't diminished with age; he still enjoyed showing off his large member and dominating others. Jamie frequented the gym regularly, usually going a couple of times a week. He liked to spend extra time in the shower after his workouts, positioning himself toward the center of the room to taunt other men with the menacing sight of his swinging, glistening, huge, uncut penis. Sometimes, for fun, he would ignore proper etiquette and pee on the shower floor as smaller men looked on, relieved to not be in the direct splash zone of his powerful stream. Nobody dared confront his unhygienic behavior, intimidated by his large physique and the unmatchable size of his manhood.
Reactions from the other males varied - some were astonished, awed, and envious, some couldn't help but scrunch their faces up in disgust, irritated and humiliated by the irreconcilable difference in size and masculinity.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~User attachments:
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During the warmer seasons, Jamie loved to strut around clothing-optional beaches, his massive package swinging in the breeze, savoring the responses from females, especially the ones who were with their spouses. A few tried to avert their eyes, but most couldn't help but take in a discreet peek, occasionally they touched or even stroked it publicly in front of their protesting husbands and boyfriends.
Recently, a beautiful blonde woman went above and beyond. The attractive brunette grinned and gazed as the enormous man approached, clearly captivated, Jamie walked closer and halted. She looked him up and down, admiring his endowment alongside his impressive build. "Hi, I'm Kate."
"Jamie." He responded. Formalities out of the way, she continued to caress and kiss Jamie's appendage whilst he stood with his manhood suspended in front of her face as she sat in the sand next to her mortified older husband.
"Come on, Kate, how can you do this?" He whined pathetically as she carried on pleasing Jamie's organ, which was now completely upright, its head engulfing her mouth. Her husband's pleas were disregarded, she leapt up from the sand and mounted the large black man as he stood, resting her legs around his waist and clinging to his shoulders, she pushed herself down his member, yelping with pleasure as it filled her pussy. The husband relinquished his pleas to stop, angrily he called her a whore, yet he remained to monitor and endure further embarassment as beachgoers gathered to watch the spectacle, some of the men jerked off whilst observing the appreciative woman riding him, Jamie's powerful physique easily bearing her weight. Kate swiftly had an orgasm, howling without the slightest of reservation, Jamie then allowed himself to culminate, filling her womb with his seed whilst her husband watched on. She divorced her husband in the ensuing months; it was all too much for him when she was no longer able to conceal the pregnancy that resulted from her venture at the beach.
Jamie received pleasure from cuckolding Betas and their pathetically tragic reactions. He believed that the best things in life were free. There was no drug that could compare to the high he felt when taking another man's woman, tainting her pussy for the smaller guy while he dispassionately watched. Jamie's size allowed him to satisfy most women easily, he rarely engaged in cunnilingus; that was for all the little Betas who struggled to please women with their penises.
Nancy shifted her attention to Brian, she favored a cigarette after intercourse. "Your mistress desires a cigarette." Unreservedly, Brian sprang from the bed and promptly returned with Nancy's pack together with her gold lighter. He extracted a cigarette, kneeled down, inserted it between her lips, and cautiously lit the tip. Nancy inhaled deeply on the long menthol cigarette, exhaling a hefty cloud into Brian's face, the fragrance of her smoke mixed with the scents from her intercourse. Her post-coital high was fading, and she became more conscious of the gushing juices leaking from her, the feeling unpleasant.
"Brian, your mistress needs to be cleansed!" She demanded, exhaling wisps of smoke from her mouth. Brian obediently placed his face between her legs, he inspected the aftermath of his Mistress' intercourse, her previously tight opening now a ravaged, open hole, with pearly cum drenching the bedsheet. Some of the cum was tinged red with blood. Brian knew the huge behemoth's cock must've hurt her, since he knew it wasn't her time of the month. He meticulously licked up the remaining pieces of Jamie's emission, his tongue exploring far within her opening.
"You must be very gentle, Brian, your Mistress' garden is wounded, as you can appreciably comprehend." She continued to puff heavily on the cigarette with the slave between her legs, the nicotine boost effectively complemented her full-body orgasm that had just quaked through her entire body. The sensation of Brian's tongue cleaning inside her was enjoyable, at least he was fit for something, the slave was rewarded with yet another cloud of her smoke in his face. Enthusiastic to satisfy his Mistress, he broke down and licked every last trace of Jamie's ejaculate.
Jamie awoke after a short post-sex slumber, he sat up on the bed, noticing that Brian was licking up the cum he'd just ejaculated into her. This was highly gratifying for the Titan, the sight of the cucked beta slave cleaning up his messy seed, so disgustingly delicious, another guy licking up his cum from the pussy he just left bleeding, stretched out and scented of his cock. The pussy the slave desired but could never possess. Jamie turned to Nancy. "I need to use the restroom, where is it?" He questioned.
"Over there." She responded, Jamie looked back puzzled as she indicated the tiled area in the corner of the room. "Brian, Jamie needs to urinate, your mouth will be his pissoir." She directed her slave.
"Wow!" Jamie exclaimed, his face lighting up with understanding as he realized that Brian would be his personal toilet. A brief smile played on his lips as he anticipated the delightful scenario that was about to unfold. He positioned himself in the center of the room, his feet slightly apart, his hips pushed forward, and he moved his body slightly, causing his massive cock to sway back and forth. He gazed over at Nancy, who was now sitting at the end of the bed, her eyes fixed on the imminent events. She looked like a leading lady in an old Hollywood movie, elegantly smoking a menthol cigarette, whose smoke filled the air. The enslaved man glanced longingly at her, savoring the familiar fragrance of her cigarette as she puffed out large clouds of smoke.
The imposing man was a sight to behold, standing at around 7 feet tall, with thick, muscular legs and arms and a six-pack, and his large, powerful cock hung uncomfortably between his legs, bobbing gently as if in a rhythm. Brian's heart sank as he dutifully approached the monstrosity to serve his Mistress' man. He smelled Nancy's arousal, mingled with the pungent odor of the imposing figure before him. Brian gently grasped the partially erect organ and lifted it towards his mouth. Jamie took the initiative to force it into Brian's lips, the broad head refusing to fit fully. Brian struggled as Jamie kept pushing the member against his lips. The massive, foreskin-covered head of Jamie's cock stood against Brian's lips, and Jamie smiled smugly at the thought of this man below him, ready to serve as a urinal.
Jamie activated his bladder muscles, allowing urine to flow; for a few moments, it built up inside his urethra, before moving towards the tip of his cock. A warm sensation spread through his body as he felt his urine begin to flow freely. Brian reluctantly accepted the onrush of liquid, attempting to swallow it before his mouth filled again. Jamie gripped his abdominal muscles, and suddenly, the flow of urine increased, spilling over Brian's full lips, down his chin, and onto his chest. Jamie grinned at the pain and humiliation he inflicted upon his manservant.
"Drink my foul piss, you worthless slave!" Jamie lashed out, avenging the years of oppression and subjugation his ancestors had endured at the hands of white men, and in such a depraved manner. Jamie sighed in pleasure as Brian gagged on the flow of his liquid waste, his mouth wide open, his nose drenched in the rivers of piss pouring down his face.
Drowning under the flood of Jamie's golden liquid, Brian struggled to swallow, spilling droplets of Jamie's waste onto his bloated belly. Brian struggled for air as the Bull continued to unload his bladder onto his now-miserable slave. By now, the shame of being treated like a human toilet had deeply weighed on him.
Nancy continued to watch on, smiling with approval as her friend relieves himself in a disgustingly cruel, yet pleasurable, manner. The overpowering aroma of Jamie's urine permeated the area.
Finally, the stream slowed to a stop, signaling the end of Jamie's devious journey through the slave's mouth. Despite being unable to hold it all, Brian continued to swallow the urine, feeling the foul liquid coating his throat and throat. Brian couldn't bear the taste of Jamie's waste, it stung his esophagus, burnt his mouth, and was overbearing to his taste buds. Once Jamie was finished, he rested for a moment, savoring the repugnant event that just occurred. He held his member in Brian's mouth, reveling in the power he had. He took sudden notice of Nancy sitting at the end of the bed, basking in the scene. She gave a subtle nod of approval at her friend's actions.
"You're so pathetic," Jamie mocked Brian with his voice, cruelly mocking his enslaved foe. He enjoyed the experience of abusing someone as powerful as him, but the power he held over the man was too tempting not to take advantage of. He was aroused by the thought of breaking the white man's spirit through this depraved display. Jamie's manhood began to stiffen again, still lodged in Brian's mouth. "I really want to shoot my load into his mouth." He confided to Nancy. Nancy took a few moments to consider the request, before nodding in assent, deciding the fate of the enslaved man. She took a break from her cigarette, finishing it with a wave of her hand, and hit Brian's knee with the cigarette butt.
Ah, ugh... Brian managed to stop himself from saying something mean in response to the discomfort caused by Mistress' tossed-away cigarette's tobacco. Brian glanced at Nancy, his face pleaded with her for mercy, asking her to keep him from more humiliation.
"Brian, you must give my friend pleasure until he reaches orgasm," Mistress instructed her slave. "With your mouth, you must ingest the seed from his big penis. You are NOT allowed to dribble even a drop."
Brian sighed with foreboding at the upcoming ordeal awaiting him, but he had to please his Mistress. With permission granted, Jamie thrust again into the slave's mouth, feeling superbly dominant. Due to Jamie's ample girth, merely the head of his penis could enter the slave's mouth, the foreskin jabbing carelessly against Brian's pulled-apart lips. The desperate slave gently gripped the shaft, pushing it back and forth, wanting the Male Dominant to finish up soon and free him from the horror.
Jamie's grasp on self-control began to weaken, he was done with this, pushing Brian's hand away, he slowed the motions. Jamie started moving more slowly, differently than the slave, as he was trained to control his climax.
The Bull re-erected rapidly, he relished the sensations coursing through his blood as the ecstasy in his cock began growing. Pausing to hold the pleasure back for a bit, he continued his thrusts, slower this time as compared to the former.
The Bull was nearing climax, he let go of the control on his excitement, he pushed Brian's hands away and moved Brian's head as he ejaculated his semen into the slave's mouth. Jamie's girthy member ejected several times as Brian continued milking him, ensuring every last drop reached the slave's mouth. After finishing, Jamie pulled out and wiped the dripping end of his penis against Brian's cheek. Brian forced himself to swallow the vile, thick, salty, warm liquid, knowing his Mistress observed him. Jamie left the room, unconcerned about covering himself, leaving the underling kneeling in a puddle of his stinky urine.
Nancy stood up and followed her Bull outside. "Cleans up the room and yourself," she commanded. After taking some pain reliever, she returned to the sitting room, noting Jamie had taken one of her cigars.
The slave diligently wiped up the urine, when that chore ended, he tackled the bed, a significant wet patch remained where Nancy and her bull had climaxed, the unshakable odor of sex and cigarette smoke lingered in the room. Brian rubbed himself, mesmerized by the erotic scents of his Mistress' intercourse and her menthols. The slave fantasized, imagining he was equal to and could have sex with Miss Nancy. Brian removed the wet sheet and replaced it with a fresh one. He opened a window to let fresh air into the room, following Mistress' specific instructions.
Tidied up, the slave hurried to the shower and returned to the sitting room, kneeling in front of the couple. Jamie rested on the big sofa, spreading his legs, exposing his unexcited penis to Brian, a cigar clenched between his teeth as he exhaled a large cloud of smoke toward the slave, proclaiming his dominant position. Nancy had returned to her silk gown, she stretched out on the couch, resting her head on Jamie's thigh as she took his unlit cigar and blew smoke rings towards the ceiling. The ornate rings formed but disappeared into the air. "Effectively, you served us well tonight, Brian. You may leave," She ordered him, returning the cigar to Jamie, who continued puffing on it, luxuriating in the taste and aroma of the premium tobacco, and Nancy gently stroked his penis as supporting proof.
Brian departed the room, waiting in the hallway while still within earshot. He could still hear Jamie groaning quietly before crashing into her again. Remembering Mistress' instructions, Brian promptly headed to his designated car in the underground garage. The SUV departed. Brian contemplated contacting one of his familiar prostitutes, aware none of them could compare to Miss Nancy.
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