The Unwanted Houseguest Rebooted 10

"That's fine. I've got some leftover tips from danc.. the diner. I'll be right back."

Titus got up and went to the kitchen, coming back with a beer and a bottle of tequila with three shot glasses. He placed a glass at Beth's empty seat and one in front of David. Titus opened the bottle and filled a glass for himself and David. He returned to the kitchen and came back with a board with sliced lime wedges and salt. "Thanks for letting me winter here, David," said Titus.

David didn't know what to say. He wished he told Titus to go "Fuck off," but all that came out of his mouth was, "Of course, we're family."

"Family," said Titus, clinking David's shot and throwing his back. He refilled both shot glasses and held his up again. "And to brothers." This time David licked some salt and followed the shot with a lime wedge, shaking his head as the alcohol warmed him.

"What are you guys drinking to?" said Beth, sitting down with a large wad of singles.

"Family," said Titus.

"Well I'm family too," she said, sliding her shot glass over to Titus. He filled hers first before moving on to David's and then his own. "What are we drinking to?"

"New beginnings," said Titus.

"Why?" asked David.

Titus shrugged. "I'm riding off into the sunset tomorrow, you've got a new promotion, and Beth is now free to pursue whatever she wants."

"I'll drink to that," said Beth. The threesome tossed back their shots. Beth and David both made faces. Titus was the only one that seemed used to tequila. "Well, what are you waiting for? Deal."

They played a few hands, David winning twice, his wife and brother each winning once. David went and got three more beers while Titus gave Beth a refresher on poker hands. They played a few more and even David seemed like he was starting to enjoy himself. "Why you being so stingy with the tequila?" she asked. "Or is that a man's drink?" David laughed, and Titus poured more shots.

David won a few hands, gaining confidence as Titus slowly started raising the bets. David and Titus were both up. Beth's pile had dwindled fast. "Excuse me," said David, getting up and going to the bathroom.

"Show me your cards," whispered Titus. Beth turned her hand around. He gave her a wink, setting his cards down and pouring three more shots. They heard the toilet flush and David returned. They did the shots, David chasing his with a lime and a swig of beer.

"I raise," said Titus, pushing a wad of cash into the center.

"That's more than I have," said Beth.

"Put all in and if you lose, you're out of the game. If you win, you and the second winner split the pot," said David.

"But I have a good hand?"

"Sorry, sis," said Titus with his old cocky smirk. "Poker really is a man's game."

"Can I put more money in?"

"No more money," said David. "It's getting late anyway." He yawned, swaying a little at the table. He didn't have a poker tell, but he had a drunk tell. He was holding his head down and his wet lower lip was sticking out.

"If you want, you can bet your clothes," said Titus.

"No!" David sat up alarmed. Beth looked at her hand. "No," said David again.

"But I have a good hand?"

"You're not getting nude in front of Titus. This is a hundred-dollar game, that's all."

Titus sat back in his chair. "Tell ya what," said Titus, ignoring David's angry glare. "No nudity." His brother's glare softened. "However, Beth has to play in the lingerie you bought earlier for the rest of the game."

Beth looked at her hand again. Surprisingly David didn't look too horrified that she was considering it.

His dick hardened at the thought of Beth wearing the little heart lingerie casually playing cards. "Okay," she said, "I'm in." Beth pushed her money in and stood up. "Be right back."

Titus poured David another shot. "No more okay, Titus?"

"Can't hold your liquor? I understand. Beth was right. This is a man's drink."

"Fuck you. I'm talking about the game. She wears the lingerie and that's it. Nothing more."

"Fine," said Titus, holding his hands up in surrender. He lowered one and raised his shot. "To hot women in sexy lingerie," he said.

Beth was upstairs a while. Both men grinned, hearing her footsteps on the stairs. They turned to look and were both disappointed to see her in her robe. She didn't look happy either. "David you idiot," she growled.

Her husband was taken aback. "What? What did I do?"

"You bought the wrong one, idiot," she muttered, loosening her belt. Both men stared when the robe fell. Beth was mad he'd screwed up, but their gaze had her feeling like a goddess again like she was back on stage being worshipped by dozens of approving eyes. Her anger faded quickly.

"Holy fuck," muttered David in awe. First, the bra was too tight. The hearts over her breasts were big enough to cover her nipples, but the top was clearly too small, and her areolae were sticking out around the red hearts. Second, her nipples were hard, swollen and stretching out the little satin hearts even more. It deformed the hearts slightly and turned them into pointy inverted pyramids. Lastly, the panty was tight too and tufts of curly brown pubic hair were sticking out around the little heart covering her mound.

"You must have mixed it up with Ashely's," said Titus, staring approvingly at Beth. "I dropped her's off at her house earlier, but she wasn't home.

"Idiot," Beth said again, but more humorously this time.

"Hey, how do you know I was the one that mixed them up?" asked David, raising his hands in surrender.

"Before you sit down, Beth," said Titus. "Could you get us three more beers?"

"Sure," she said, walking past the two, adding as she headed into the kitchen. "And I know you're asking just so you can stare at my ass."

Both men were staring at her ass. Her ample bubble butt was sticking out through the stretched-out heart opening in the rear of the panty. David leaned sideways as Beth opened the refrigerator and bent down to get some more beers. His penis stiffened as her pussy appeared between her thighs. It glistened, and he could even make out her distended clit hanging down, illuminated by the refrigerator's light. Thank god, Titus couldn't see what he was seeing from his seat.

"Let's play," said Beth coming back with three cold beers. The chill from the refrigerator had raised goosebumps on her arms and nipples. Beth sat down, feeling the cool wood seat on her bare bottom.

Luckily, Beth won and was able to stay in the game. The next few hands were low stakes with the men winning a few hands each. Beth found herself running short again. "Crap," she muttered.

"Just go all in, honey," pleaded David. If you lose, we'll go to bed.

"I'll spot you again, but you gotta play nude the rest of the game." Titus grinned over his cards at Beth.

"No way. I'll spot her." David started going through his money.

"Fine, but then you have to play nude," added Titus. "Lil Davey."

David turned pale and sat back in his seat. "Seriously David, it's okay," said Beth, feeling a little sorry for her husband. It would have been gallant of him to take her place, but that would have meant his brother humiliating him over his small penis. "I'll do it," said Beth.

"You can't possibly be okay with this, Honey?"

"Honestly," she said, reaching behind her neck and back. "It's too small and I feel like I'm being constricted to death." She pulled the strings. The hearts flew across the table to land in the pile of money. Titus laughed. It appeared that her breasts had shot the top off. Beth raised herself slightly and pulled her panty off under the table, tossing it onto the money. She sat back in her seat and moaned. "That's so much better." Both men stared in awe at her breasts. There were now heart indentations around her nipples. David's penis twitched when she reached up, cupping the tips of her breasts slowly massaging the heart-shaped depressions out. Beth won the hand.

"If she pays you back, can she put her clothes back on?" asked David.

"Nope," grunted Titus, dealing out the cards. "The deal was that she has to sit like that until the game ends." He raised several times, nearly cutting David out of the game. Beth won and now had most of the money.

David couldn't match the raises the next hand and went all in. "I wish I had more," grunted Titus. "I think I can win and want to keep playing."

Beth leered at him above her hand. "I'll spot you, but you have to play nude."

David's head was down to his chest and he was swaying in his seat, but that brought him back to life. "No way." He looked at his wife then at Titus. The black man's shirt was already off. He didn't pull his pants off under the table like Beth, he stood and pushed them down. David looked sick when his cock sprang up. It wasn't hard, but it wasn't dangling either. It was at half-mast. Titus sat back down.

"Just hurry up and get this over with," pleaded David. "No more spotting."

"No more spotting," agreed Titus. "I'm ready to move on too."

Titus won the pot making the game about even. Beth won a few hands before Titus took it all back. He raised the next hand and raised again. "I can't match that," said Beth.

"I have an offer to put on the table."

"No more spotting!" David sat up looking back and forth between his wife and brother.

"I'm listening. Put it on the table."

Titus stood and flopped his cock down on the table. "This is my offer."

"NO! Not another handjob."

"No handjob. I win, I get the money and your mouth on my black cock. You win, you get the pot."

"No Beth," cried David when he saw his wife looking at her cards.

"But I have a good hand," said Beth. David didn't like the way his wife was staring at Titus' thing either. "You have a deal."

"Show em."

Titus won.

David's threw his head down on the table and trembled. It was time he put his foot down. Things had gone too far. When he looked up, Titus and Beth were gone. He sat up, turning his head to look for them. Titus was sitting back on the couch, legs spread, and David's naked wife was lowering her mouth to his hated black brother's monstrously large cock. David got up, ready to shout for her to stop when her lips parted around the swollen black cock head. Beth was bobbing her head over the tip before he even made it to the living room.

"Sit down and watch, Lil' Davey."

David sat in his chair, staring in horror at the image of his loving faithful wife swallowing more and more of Titus' thick black shaft. This was worse than the scene he'd watched from the same spot seven weeks ago when for as far as David know, Beth had touched only the second penis she'd ever seen in her life. She'd never even performed oral sex on a man until sucking her husband off a short time ago. But Beth was taking it like a champ. She wasn't gagging. She was slurping all over his shaft. If she needed a breath, she'd pull up and let her tongue swirl all around the bulbous black cock head. She'd sit up and brace her hands on his knees sucking down onto his shaft before sitting back on her legs, pulling his cock down with her. Worse, she was moaning like it was the best meal she'd ever had. David looked up at Titus. His eyes were lidded, and he had a grin/cocky smirk plastered on his face like he was enjoying it. Of course, he was enjoying it. David reached into his pants and adjusted his hard penis, pulling it up to make it more comfortable. Seeing Beth sucking his asshole brother's black cock was revolting, but if they'd been strangers, he'd be witnessing one of the sexiest sights he'd ever seen.

Slowly, David reached down and unbuttoned his pants.

Beth groaned in satisfaction as her lips kissed Titus' pubic mound. She was grateful for being allowed to suck his magnificent cock one last time before he left. She could care less that her husband was witnessing it. She angled her head a bit so that she glanced at David and was totally shocked to see he was sitting in his chair, with his hard penis in his hand. She kept staring at him as she pulled back, planting a kiss on Titus' cock as it slipped from her mouth. "You're liking this?" she asked David.

"NO," he declared, loudly. "I hate seeing that thing between your lips."

"Then why are you hard?" she asked, keeping the slick cock head close to her lips while jerking her brother-in-law off.

"I don't know," he answered, shaking his head, conflicted by his reaction.

"I read somewhere that beta monkeys often jerk off while watching the big bull ape take the tribe's females," said Titus. "Back to sucking."

Beth returned her lips to his cock. It was expanding as his big bull alpha cock got close to cumming. Beth sucked half, jerking the other half off.

"Here it cums, babe," groaned Titus.

David watched his wife start sucking harder instead of pulling back. "Beth, watch out," he warned.

Beth's pussy twitched just as the tip of Titus' cock shuddered. His seed immediately overflowed her mouth before she could gulp, a waterfall of semen pouring down her chin. She came the second her taste buds registered the taste of his semen. Beth gulped milking his shaft, swallowing as much as she could.

"No," groaned David.

Beth ignored him, jerking and sucking out every drop of Titus' sperm.

"Keep me hard," whispered Titus.

Beth kept sucking, squeezing his shaft with her lips. It lost some of the firmness it got when he ejaculated, but it never turned soft.

"I think he's done, Beth," pleased David. She glanced over at him. His penis had shriveled and collapsed into a sticky mess. "You can stop now."

Beth did stop. She pulled back, giving the tip a farewell kiss before she pushed herself up off Titus' knees. David sighed with relief even as Titus' hand came up and turned her around. He pulled her hips down as he held his cock up for her.

"Wait!" David sat up while trying to clean his semen off his crotch. "What are you...?

"It's going in me, David," she moaned.

"Titus! Stop it this instant. You aren't putting that thing in my wife."

"Come on Lil Davey," he laughed. "She wants to try a real man."

"Yeah honey," moaned Beth, working her pussy around the end of his cock. "Just let me try a little bit. It's so big." She sank back onto a third of the cock. "So much bigger than yours." She pushed back into half his cock. "This is a real man's cock!" Beth sat in his lap, shuddering from a huge orgasm.

Titus grabbed her hips, lifting her up and pulling her back onto his shaft. She came again. Beth glanced at David. His penis was hard again and weirdly sticking up even though he wasn't holding it. Beth fucked back into Titus hard, moaning as she came. Titus reached around fondling her breasts. She came again as he squeezed her nipples, glancing over her shoulder at his weakling brother. They both picked up speed, Beth sitting down in his lap as fast as he lifted her up his shaft. Beth whimpered as she came. Titus was grunting each time he buried his cock in her.

"Beth," begged David. "Don't let him cum in you."

Beth looked contemptuously over at her husband and sank down into Titus shaft even as the first blast of seed filled her womb. Her mouth opened, and she cried out as she came all over the spurting shaft. Her vaginal muscles convulsing along with his cock, milking it for every drop of seed. David looked on in anguish, but his erect little penis twitched, dribbling out another load of his weak runny semen just as a waterfall of his brother's black seed began flooding out over Titus' testicles to drip on the carpet.

David covered his face with his hands to hide his tears. He heard Titus chuckle. "Well look what time it is. It's after midnight. Happy Valentine's day. Mind if I borrow your wife for the night? Thanks bro."

He lowered his hands. "Hey, wait," he said, but Titus was already going up the stairs, carrying Beth like a bride on her wedding night. David slowly stood, wiping the mess on his crotch off with a tissue. There were twenty times as much semen pooled by the couch. He wrinkled his nose, but went and retrieved a roll of paper towels. He sobbed each time he tossed a soaked wad of paper towels into a trash bag. Finally, he hurried into the kitchen, soaked a dishrag and tried to clean the wet carpet, but afraid there'd be a permanent stain there forever to remind him of this horrible night. He was about to head upstairs to stop his brother and wife, but there were little pools of sperm on every other step. He slowly climbed the steps cleaning these up until he was at the top.

They were fucking again.

The sounds weren't coming from Titus' room either. They'd taken the master bedroom. David couldn't stop Titus, but he could at least try. He'd take a beating and Titus would go back to fucking Beth, but he'd take a beating like a man. David took a deep breath and opened the bedroom door.

Beth was on all fours while Titus fucked her from behind. She hated this position, but she was moaning and pushing herself back into his cock like some wanton slut. David stepped into the room. The hated black cock was working like a piston fucking her with little more than half. It was higher then it should have been. "Wait! Is he in your ass?"

Beth raised her head and looked at him. "Yes, and I love it. She lowered her head, pushing back into Titus even harder. "Fuck my ass with your big black cock."

David turned around and left. He walked down the hall to the guest room, but it reeked of semen and he could still hear his wife's screams and a constant fwap fwap fwap noise. Broken, he slowly walked back downstairs and laid down on the couch, but his head was to close to where his wife had jerked, sucked, and then fucked his brother's thing and it reeked of semen. He sat up and finally settled into his recliner, pushing it back and trying to sleep. It was quieter down here, but he could still he faint moans and cries from his wife and they lasted all night.

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Beth squeezed her breasts tighter around the big black cock as the urethra opened and a wall of semen emerged to fall on her face. He pushed it through her breasts a couple of times before pulling out and shooting more all over her tits. She lifted her head, grabbing his cock and bending it down so that she could give it a farewell kiss.

Titus fell off her and Beth got off the bed and took a quick shower. She came back to the giant black man with a towel wrapped around her. He was asleep nude on the bed. She thought about letting him sleep, but she woke him. "You sure you want to leave today? You didn't get any sleep last night."

He yawned and stood. "And I wouldn't get any sleep tonight if I stayed another day either." She yelped when he yanked the towel off her and spanked her firm rounded ass. Titus leaned down and kissed her before heading to the bedroom to take his own shower.

He came back to the bedroom nude with every intention of leaving, but his sister-in-law was laying on the bed with her legs spread working the dildo he'd given her in and out of her well-used pussy. "One more time stud?" she asked.

His cock had risen and was sticking out as he climbed on the bed. Beth tossed the lifeless plastic dildo aside and lowered herself onto the hot throbbing cock that had turned her into a slut. "I hate what you've done to me," she moaned, slowly sitting in his lap.

"You love me."

"I hate you. You're a brute and an arrogant chauvinist." She was smiling as she rode him, trying to imprint the feeling of having him inside her in her brain so she could remember their last time together forever.

"You love my cock?"

"Oh god yes," she screamed, shuddering in orgasm. "I love your cock so much."

"Tell me you love me."

Beth sat on his cock and started crying. "Of course I love you. How could any woman not? I love you so much." She started riding him fast and hard again. "I love you. I love you. I... LOVE YOU!" Her womb flooded with his sperm. Beth came hard and kept cumming. Her last orgasm with Titus. She slowly opened her eyes and looked down at the handsome man. "I love you."