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This story has with incestuous and homoerotic themes. If you are offended by such, do not read. This level of depravity is not to be taken lightly and the deeper down the rabbit hole you go the more you will find that may offend you. You have been warned!
All characters in this story are over the age of 18. The entire story is fiction as are all characters. Any likeness a character has to someone in real life is merely circumstantial.
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That night I dreamt of the black cock fucking my mom. I re-lived walking in on her but this time, they had pinned me down and were fucking my ass too. Mom was next to me moaning, encouraging them to fuck me harder: to gape my ass like hers, to make me a black cock whore like her! — I awoke in a sweat, uncomfortable. After feeling around the bed, I discovered that I had cum in the night. I then realised my spare clothes were all downstairs.
I had never brought them up from the day before. It was still dark as I crept through the large house. Walking by my mother’s room I saw the dildos once again piled by the door. A specific realistic-looking black one caught my eye and my cock twitched. I wandered downstairs and found my bag near the front door. I began changing right there, stripping-off my cum-soaked clothes down to my underwear.
I rummaged through my bag and let out a sigh of distress. I had clearly forgotten to pack underwear. I grabbed the bag and went back upstairs. Again, I walked past that dildo and felt my cock strain as I did so.
Back in my room I began looking through my dresser draws. I had suspected my mom had cleaned my room out when I left, but there had to be something. As I went through all the draws, I found mostly her spare clothes: skirts, dresses, yoga pants… Finally, I got to a draw full of underwear, but of course: it was hers.
This would have to do I thought to myself and tried to find a single pair that wasn’t a thong. I found a few satin ones and slipped a purple pair on. If I wasn’t hard already, I certainly was with the satin panties on. I tried to distract myself and through on the rest of my clothes. It was just as I put my shirt on that the doorbell rang.
Looking at my phone I saw it was barely 7:00am. Who was calling at this hour?! I heard my mother’s footsteps as she left her room and went down the stairs. Curious, I opened my bedroom door and crept onto the landing just in time to see my mother; fully dressed in red hot pants and a tube top, walking up to the entrance.
She opened the door to a large black man dressed in a tan suit. He must have been 6ft and towered over her. She beckoned him inside to which he smiled walking through the threshold. It was at this time that I Pendik escort bayan saw he wasn’t alone. He held in his hand a leather leash leading back to a petite white woman, who had the leash attached to a collar. In horror, I watched as this young lady walked in wearing nothing but a short purple miniskirt and a tube top.
He and my mother sat down opposite one another in the lounge whereas the girl at the end of the leash sat on her knees next to him, much like a dog. I remember thinking how incredibly attractive she was. She wore her blond hair in a bun and had on purple lipstick and plenty of other makeup. She looked so tiny next to the man, despite wearing tall high heel, but her demeanour perhaps made her seem that much smaller than she was.
My mom and the man started chatting like old friends. She asked him about ‘his business’ and he described how well his plumbing company had performed this quarter. He commented on her attire, admiring her choice in style. She laughed and with no warning slid off the couch to her knees. She then crawled over to him and unzipped his fly. Mesmerised by this sudden turn of events I could not look away and saw her pull out a heavy-looking 5 inches of black cock. As she engulfed the tip in her mouth, I could see it getting hard. The girl to his side never moved; she just watched as my mom bobbed up and down on his cock. I finally snapped to my senses rushed to get back to my room. Only to trip running down the corridor.
At the thump I heard my mother shout: “Honey, are you ok?”
I yelled back, my throat dry: “I’m fine mom. Keep doing whatever you were doing.”
“Come here sweetie: in the lounge.”
I felt physically sick at the prospect. Slowly I edged out from the upstairs hall to see the 3 of them. Mom had stopped sucking his cock which he had zipped back up inside his suit. The girl was now sat on the couch, though still not wearing anything over her bra.
I walked down to the lounge and the man stood, outstretching a hand to me. Nervously I gripped it with my own and shook.
“Harvey, this is Daryl. He is an old friend.”
“A pleasure,” he said; shaking.
I didn’t say anything, just let the handshake falter off as I went to sit down.
“And this is Amy,” he pointed at the collared girl next to him.
Again, I said nothing.
Mom and Daryl continued talking. This time they moved onto recent local politics. Amy stared at me, her eyes looking straight into mine. Her legs were together keeping her miniskirt from showing anything other than her legs. We exchanged no words but simply looked at each other for several minutes.
Lost in a trance I heard my name. I looked at my mom who was speaking to me. She repeated herself: “Tell him about college”, she gestured at Daryl.
“Oh, I-;” stammering, “my course is ok I guess. I don’t get much free time”.
“What Escort Pendik about socialising?” He was enthusiastic as he spoke. His deep voice and suit made him feel very charismatic.
“Uhh, well I haven’t had time for any of that…” I began to trail off as I said it.
“It was always that way,” my mom suddenly chipped in, “working hard all the time with no time for the girls.”
“Well that’s just not right boy.” Daryl stood up as he said it, Amy following suit at the end of his leash. It is ridiculous how much I was intimidated by this man. Whilst sat down he towered over me, which was especially the case with his groin right in front of my face.
He tugged on the leash, jerking Amy towards him. He then bent down and place the leash in my open palm, with his other hand curling my fingers around the handle. I was dumbstruck.
“Keep her for the day,” he said, sitting back down. My mouth was agape. I looked to my mom who smiled back nodding gently. Amy went back to her knees in front of me, looking up at me.
“I can’t take a person…” I managed to speak. Daryl’s eyes narrowed somewhat. Looking back to my mother she gave me a look to indicate compliance.
“It’s no trouble boy. Just be gentle with her and I’ll have someone pick her up tomorrow.” Looking back at him in bewilderment he sighed, standing back up and pulling me off the couch. “Take her upstairs. Do not turn your nose up at my gift boy.” I slowly began walking Amy stood up, staying behind me as I walked.
I went past my mother’s bedroom. Amy looked inside, her eyes growing wide as she must have seen the toys. As we got to my bedroom, I closed the door. When I turned around, she was on her knees, her face in line with my crotch. I felt my cock strain but pressed forward: “What the fuck is this?” I said, in a hushed tone.
Amy looked back at me, a confusion hitting her face. “Would you like a blowjob sir?” she asked.
“No! What are you doing? Why are you doing this?”
Her face suddenly fell. “I’m sorry sir. Can I lick your asshole?”
I sat on the bed, my mind blank. I was completely taken aback by this girl. What the fuck was she?!
She then went on: “It really would make me happy for you to use me sir. How about you let me take care of you for a little bit?” Her hand began to raise to my trousers and I watched as she unzipped them and pulled them down. Taken aback, she looked at my mom’s panties. She pulled them down too and said just before engulfing all 5 inches of my hard cock: “Purple is my favourite colour too.”
It wasn’t long before she had me on the edge. She knew exactly how to suck a cock. Her tongue flicked whilst she held me inside her mouth. The sounds of her slurping and spit had me ready to cum. Pulling my cock out of her mouth, she looked up at me: “Do you want to butt-fuck me sir?”
Speechless and close to Pendik Rus Escort eruption, I nodded. I was no longer in control and my mind was nothing but a haze as she stood me up and bent over the bed. From behind, it was clear she didn’t have any panties on. My cock was slippery as could be with all her spit and all it took was a small push to get it in her ass.
My cock isn’t that big, but I would still expect more resistance upon shoving a cock 5 inches deep up someone’s asshole. She had clearly done this before. That said, she squeezed her ass around my cock, milking me. I barely had 30 seconds up ass before I was cumming. As I felt the last spurt shoot up into her body, I pulled out of her, falling on the floor. Amy came down to me; kissing me deeply, forcing her tongue to explore my mouth.
Pulling away from me she asked me “I need to do something you may not understand. Please can you bear with me?” I nodded lazily, still high from my orgasm.
She backed away from me, squatted slightly and pushed my cum out of her ass into her open hands. She then went about lapping up the cum like a hungry animal. In my lucid state of euphoria, I did not seem to mind what was going on. Once she seemed to be done, she came over to me with one small amount cupped in her hands. She held it out to me as an offer.
Don’t ask me why, don’t judge my actions, but I did it. I moved my face up to my cum with my tongue stuck out and lapped it up. There was barely anything there and by the time it came to swallowing my own seamen I was over the feeling of ejaculation. But none of that seemed to matter in the moment.
As I felt the warm liquid go down my throat, my cock was raging hard once more. Amy saw this, and to my surprise pushed me back onto the floor. Staring at the roof, I felt her put me back in her ass, this time controlling the tempo herself. She clenched my cock, massaging it going up and down, moaning as she did so: “Yeah baby fuck me deep! I wanna gape for you baby.”
I lasted a lot longer this time, having just cum and looked up to see her chest bouncing beneath her tube top. I looked down at where I was fucking her; but my heart skipped a beat. Where I would expect to see her young tight pussy, I instead cast my eyes on a pink chastity cage encasing a tiny shrivelled cock. Looking up at her, she had her eyes closed and mouth open in the shape on an ‘O’ in ecstasy. Again she talked dirty to me: “Pound my slutty asshole sir! Pound me!”
I looked back to her caged cock and saw the small padlock to one side. She began to bounce faster, now making a girly moaning sound as she appeared to reach climax. I watched as her cock, straining against the cage began to leak cum over my belly.
At this time, I lost control. I began to cum again, this time much harder than before. I felt it hit the wall of her ass as she continued to bounce on me, her recent orgasm not slowing down her drive to cover her insides with my sticky hot cum.
She pulled herself off me, the last of my cum still spurting from my cock as she took it in her mouth. She sucked my dry, cleaning her cum off my belly as I promptly passed out on the floor.
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