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CAUTION: This story is not politically correct. It includes the humiliation and degradation of willing and maybe not so willing black women. The "n" word is used liberally.
by Neal
It had been a few weeks since Myrna's sixteenth birthday before Dylan was able to come by for a visit on a weekend. They'd managed to spend some time together at school, but he'd had to go home afterwards with no time to enjoy her charms as thoroughly as he wanted to.
Both of them had been looking forward to finally getting together again, though Myrna had been struck by how interested Dylan was in knowing whether Gloria would be home, too. She mused how most of her friends would be hoping their parents would be away so they'd be able to do what they wanted without adult intervention. How different it was for her, what with her mother happily taking part in their physical relationship.
Myrna was still in the shower when Dylan arrived at her apartment so it was her mother who answered the door when he rang the bell. Gloria was glad to see him after so long. Having the white boy so sexually attracted to her made her feel extra desirable. She even blushed when, after opening the door for him, his eyes went straight to her chest. To her delight, she'd been successful at making him feel uninhibited when checking her body out.
"Good afternoon, boss," smiled Gloria, stepping aside to let Dylan enter and closing the door after him.
"Hey, Gloria," replied Dylan, without taking his eyes off her enormous breasts. "You're not wearing a bra, are you?"
"No, sir. I knowed you was comin' an' I figured you'd wanna be able to get at 'em easy."
"Good!"
Without hesitation, Dylan took hold of the bottom of the loose fitting blouse Gloria was wearing with one hand and lifted it up, exposing her bare brown breasts. His other hand went straight to them, squeezing and rubbing her tits until her nipples hardened. As his excitement level grew, along with his erection, his grip on her mammaries got stronger, causing the older negress to wince.
"Oops," Dylan spoke sheepishly, taking his hand away. "I got a little carried away."
"It's fine, sir," Gloria replied quickly. "You ain't gotta be gentle wit' me. Go 'head an' get carried away all you want."
"You sure?" he asked, looking her in the face.
"Yes, sir," she smiled. "You do like you want wit' 'em. I love knowin' you's enjoyin' yo'se'f wit' me."
"Take your top off," he ordered.
"Yes, sir, boss," she replied.
Pulling her blouse up over her head, Gloria tossed it on the floor. Dylan's hands went straight back to her tits, squeezing and kneading them both at once. It wasn't long before he was just as worked up as before and he was handling her sensitive breasts even more roughly. Having her nipple pinched hard had the black woman wince again and quickly inhale.
"That's fine, boss," she said quickly. "Please don't stop. I like takin' it for you. You can be rough as you want. I ain't mind if you hurt 'em. I like it."
"You do?"
"Yes, sir."
Breathing heavily, Dylan squeezed both of Gloria's breasts hard. Now he was looking at her face, seemingly enjoying her expression as he roughly handled her tits. She lowered her eyes respectfully and got a glimpse of the bulge in the white boy's jeans. Despite the discomfort from the vigorous groping he was giving her, the colored woman felt her pussy jumping. He'd come a long way, she thought to herself. Her daughter's boyfriend was really coming into his own.
Just then Myrna came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. She took a look into the living room and was a little surprised to see her mother standing passively, naked to the waist, with her boyfriend lifting and squeezing her bare breasts.
After a few seconds, Dylan noticed Myrna watching from the hallway and took a step back from Gloria. The colored lady looked over her shoulder at her daughter, with an expression of barely concealed disappointment on her face.
"Myrna," said Dylan.
"Hi, Dylan," Myrna replied, embarrassed to be caught watching so intently. "Don't stop... I didn't mean to interrupt..."
"It's cool," he assured her. "Drop the towel and come here."
Myrna let the towel drop to the floor around her feet. She lowered her head and felt the heat in her face as Dylan unabashedly let his eyes roamed over her naked body as she slowly made her way over to where the white boy stood with her mother.
"I wanna fuck your mom," he said in a surprisingly matter of fact tone.
Gloria felt Dylan's words go straight between her legs. The fact that he was telling Myrna rather than her even though she was standing right there only made it better. The notion that the white boy was thinking of her as an object to be used made her pussy jump.
For her part, Myrna had been fantasizing about seeing Dylan having sex with her mother. She got quite a thrill at watching him nut in Gloria's face. The black teen knew that her boyfriend loved hearing about using her mother and that telling him about her always got him off hard and fast.
"You do?" she responded, a grin spreading across her face.
"Yeah... But I'm so fired up right now I couldn't go ten seconds before I shot off."
"But that's okay. You don't hafta be embarrassed about it. She'll love it that you got so excited by her. You won't be missin' out on anything, either, 'cause she'll suck you hard so you can fuck her again."
"I dunno if I'd even last long enough to stick it in... I don't want the first time with her to be over with before it starts."
"You wanna do me first?" asked Myrna. "Or I could suck you off if you want. Then you could do her."
It all sounded good to Gloria, her pussy dripping in anticipation of being penetrated by Dylan's young white dick. She loved knowing how worked up she'd gotten him already. The idea of him cumming as he was entering her had the older negress's cunt buzzing. The fact that she'd have no chance of release didn't bother her at all. Knowing that she'd gotten him off in such hurry would more than make up for it.
"No," Dylan replied after some thought. "Get on your knees. I want you to jerk me off."
"'kay," Myrna said, sinking to her knees.
"You, too, Gloria," he added. "Down on your knees."
"Yes, sir," grinned Gloria, immediately kneeling on the floor.
Myrna's excitement level grew as her mother knelt beside her, naked on the floor at the white boy's feet.
"Can I take your pants down, sir?" she asked sweetly.
"Go ahead."
With Dylan's crotch right in front of her, Myrna didn't have to reach far to unbutton the white boy's jeans and unzip his fly. She pulled them down to his knees. His erection sprung out as she moved his briefs down. The head of his cock was purple and glistened with pre cum. The colored girl could tell he was so close to cumming that he might even shoot off as she grabbed his dick.
"Put 'em all the way down so I can get out of 'em," Dylan directed.
"Yes, sir," replied Myrna.
After he stepped out of his jeans, Dylan pushed them away with one foot. He stood over the kneeling forms of mother and daughter, and looked down at their naked brown bodies, their most intimate charms offered up for his pleasure.
"Jerk me off in your mom's face," he ordered her. "Right into her mouth."
Myrna was surprised by how commanding Dylan was being, but she liked it. Having him see her and her mother as things for his use was what she'd wanted and now it was happening.
Gloria was past the point of reflection about the change in Dylan's manner. She was totally immersed in the situation and immediately moved closer to her daughter and positioned herself so that her face was directly in front of the white boy's throbbing member.
While keeping her eyes respectfully downcast, Gloria lifted her head back and opened her mouth wide, laying her tongue out over her lower lip, making herself ready take Dylan's seed in the face the way he wanted. She held her heavy saggy breasts up to catch any cum that might run off her face.
Taking hold of Dylan's cock, Myrna pointed it into her mother's face and stroked it. He moaned. She stroked it again and a thick blast of semen shot out, hitting Gloria in the cheek.
"Fuck...," groaned Dylan.
The colored girl quickly aimed the white boy's dick into her mother's mouth and managed to direct the next shot right between her lips. The creamy white liquid pooled on her tongue and dripped down onto her chest. The next blast went right down Gloria's throat.
Myrna felt a jolt of pleasure with each shot. She was reveling in stroking the semen out of Dylan's dick directly into her mother's face and open mouth. It was better than she'd imagined it would be, and she'd spent plenty of time imagining it, too.
At last, Myrna had milked Dylan's cock dry. Only a big drop of semen remained on the tip of his dick.
"Wipe it off on her tongue," he ordered.
"Yes, sir," she replied.
With Dylan's softening cock her hand, Myrna glanced towards Gloria. Her mother was looking back at her, their eyes meeting. Somehow, seeing her like that, her face dripping with cum, made it even more thrilling to take the white boy's dick and wipe the tip of it off on her outstretched tongue. For the first time, she felt as if he was using them both at once, instead of one at a time.
Finished, Myrna looked up into Dylan's face. Without breaking eye contact, she leaned forward and kissed the tip of his cock, still firmly in her grasp.
Gloria remained kneeling in position, her head back, mouth open, semen dripping down onto her breasts, which she was holding up with her hands. It was as if offering her naked cum spattered body to the white boy for his viewing pleasure. As he looked her over, she felt herself burning with arousal and even pride at having helped get him off so hard.
"Clean her up," said Dylan. "Get the jizz off her face."
"Yes, sir," Myrna responded, looking around for something to wipe Gloria's face off with.
"No," he stopped her. "I want you to lick it off."
"Off her face?" she asked, surprised.
"Yeah. And off her tits, too."
"'kay."
Nervously, Myrna turned towards Gloria. She saw the wet splotches of semen on her face. She moved closer and tentatively touched her tongue to her mother's cheek and licked up a little of Dylan's cum. She knew what she was doing was nasty, but that's what the white boy wanted and he was the boss so she didn't have any choice. That's what she told herself as she felt her excitement level growing while she continued to lap the sperm up from her mom's face.
Lowering her head, Myrna moved to get the cum off of Gloria's breasts. She was very aware that licking her mother's tits was way more sexual than her face. She felt ashamed of herself for getting so aroused by doing it However, it wasn't like she could refuse anyways, even if she wanted to.
Myrna licked Gloria's soft warm breasts slowly, savoring the feel of them. There was a drop of cum on her mother's nipple that she'd been saving for last. Touching her tongue to her dark brown nipple sent a thrill through her body. She found herself wanting to suckle on it, but felt that was going too far.
Gloria gasped involuntarily when she felt her daughter's tongue on her sensitive nipple. Looking up, she could see that Dylan was transfixed by the scene in front of him. His cock was even stirring back to life despite having just cum. He was clearly loving watching Myrna licking her mother's face and breasts.
"Go ahead an' suck it," said Dylan huskily. "Suck your mom's tit."
Without answering, Myrna slurped Gloria's nipple into her mouth and latched onto it. She felt the swollen nub against her tongue and sucked on it. There was no doubt in her mind that what she was doing was perverted as hell, but she didn't care. Dylan wanted it and she was going to do it whether she liked it or not, so the fact that she liked it didn't matter. Or at least, that's what she told herself as she suckled on her mother's bare breast.
"There's still some on her tongue," Dylan pointed out. "Lick it off."
"Yes, sir," Myrna replied in a submissive voice.
Lifting her head up, Myrna could see the traces of cum on Gloria's tongue. She could feel her clit tingling as she licked it up.
"Kiss her," ordered Dylan.
Moving her head back, Myrna saw Gloria close her mouth and make her lips ready for a kiss. She'd kissed her mother countless times over the years, but never like this. Always on the cheek, a proper, daughterly kiss. She knew that wasn't what Dylan had in mind. He wanted her to kiss her mom the way she kissed him. Like a lover.
Inhaling deeply, Myrna pressed her lips to Gloria's and kissed her mother full on the mouth. It was so wrong and perverted that it had the black teenager's pussy jumping. She was ashamed of the way her body was reacting to what she was doing, but she couldn't help herself.
"That's it," breathed Dylan dreamily. "French her."
Although Myrna hesitated, Gloria didn't. The older woman pushed her tongue into her daughter's mouth, their lips still locked together. To her, this was all about pleasing Dylan and she was determined to do her best to do that, no matter what. The two black women continued to kiss passionately while the white boy looked on, his erection stiffening at the sight of them.
"All right, that's enough," said Dylan. "Gloria, get on your back an' get those pants off."
"Yes, sir," Gloria replied.
Happy knowing what was about to happen, Gloria lay on her back right there in the middle of her living room floor. She's been looking forward to this moment for weeks now. As her daughter and her boyfriend looked on, she pulled her pants off and shamelessly opened her legs wide, making herself available for mounting.
Dylan got down between Gloria's legs, his hard-on standing straight up. He lowered himself down and jabbed his dick at the older negress's crotch. Myrna looked on as her boyfriend's cock slipped into her mother's pussy. She couldn't believe she was finally seeing it for real instead of in her imagination.
"Wow, you're really fuckin' my mom," breathed Myrna excitedly. "You're inside her an' fuckin' her..."
"Uh huh," grunted Dylan.
Gloria was happy to be the center of attention, but she knew that it was her place to serve and please. Her own pleasure was secondary. As she felt Dylan's cock go up inside her, the older negress started squeezing it, putting her years of experience to work.
"Fuck!" exclaimed Dylan. "She's grabbin' my cock with her cunt... God, it feels great."
"You like that, boss?" asked Gloria, grinning happily.
"Fuck, yeah," Dylan answered her. "It's like you're jerkin' me off with your pussy."
"My mama taught me how to please white mens this way," said Gloria, still smiling broadly. "I wanna make you feel good. I wanna do it the best fo' you, sir."
"I... can't....," groaned Dylan. "Fuck! Oh, fuck!"
Gloria felt the white boy ejaculate inside her and her grin broadened even further.
"Oh, you cummin' inside this ol' nigga, boss!" she exclaimed happily. "You is too kind... Thank you, boss..."
"Fuck...," Dylan murmured as his dick continued to spasm.
Myrna was amazed at how fast Gloria had gotten Dylan off. It couldn't have been more than a minute since he'd first penetrated her to when he'd shot his load inside her. Her mother's reaction was more than a little embarrassing to listen to, but it was obvious that the white boy liked hearing it.
Dylan collapsed on top of the big black woman as she squeezed the last of the semen out of his dick with her well trained vaginal muscles. Gloria was proud of how well she'd taken care of the white boy. She looked over at Myrna with a satisfied look on her face as if to tell her daughter, "that's how it's done."
After about half a minute, Dylan stood up, his now flaccid member glistening with Gloria's pussy juice. He looked down on the older negress, his eyes fixed on her crotch with his cum oozing out of her pussy.
"Myrna, come here an' clean me off," he directed her.
Still on her knees, Myrna made her way to where Dylan stood. She took hold of his dick in one hand and started licking it clean. She felt especially nasty tasting her mother's pussy on it. Slurping his cock into her mouth, the colored girl got the last of it off. Finally, she let it slip out of her mouth and she sat back on her knees, looking up into the white boy's face.
"Now go do your mom," ordered Dylan.
"Huh?" replied Myrna, unsure she heard right.
"I said to go do your mom," he repeated. "You know, lick her pussy clean."
Myrna swallowed hard. Did he seriously expect her to go down on her own mother? Licking her slime off his dick was nasty all by itself, however, this was way beyond that. She realized that Gloria had done the same for her, but actively doing it was different than laying back and passively taking it.
Gloria sensed her daughter's hesitation and understood how she must feel, having this all happening all at once. Nevertheless, she didn't want to undermine Dylan's confidence now that he was taking charge the way she'd wanted him to.
"Come on, baby, you heard the man," said Gloria, still on her back with her legs spread wide. "Get on over here an' clean yo' mama's coochie up like the boss says. We jus' a couple o' niggas so there ain't no reason to be shy 'bout it."
What Gloria said was true, thought Myrna. What was she worried about anyway? That Dylan would think she was some kind of pervert for sucking out her mother's pussy? Maybe he would, but then again, he liked that. Maybe it was the fact that she'd wanted to all along but was held back by her notions of propriety. Somehow, that seemed silly now.
"'kay," said Myrna softly.
The black teenager got on her hands and knees and crawled between her mother's parted thighs. Gloria's pussy was shiny wet with semen and her own juices. The aroma was strong and filled Myrna's nostrils as she lowered her head to her mom's crotch and touched her tongue to it.
The taste was even more pronounced that it had been off of Dylan's dick, thought Myrna as she licked her mother's pussy. Gloria's clit was engorged and poking out from between her labia. The older negress moaned as she felt her daughter's tongue brush against it as she licked up the cum from her crotch.
"That's it, baby...," murmured Gloria. "You doin' a good job, girl. Keep it up."
Dylan had sat back in a chair facing the two black women. Gloria could see that the white boy's attention was fixed on them as she looked past Myrna's kneeling form. She smiled to herself seeing his dick already starting to stiffen at the sight of mother and daughter violating taboo.
"Oh, yeah...," Gloria went on. "That's the way... Don't forget to keep them legs open for the nice man so he can see yo' stuff while you lick yo' mama's coochie. This is all fo' him, you know. All fo' the nice white man."
Although she knew that Gloria was saying all of this for Dylan's benefit, Myrna understood the truth of it. She wasn't licking her mother's pussy because she liked it, whether she did or not. She did it to please the white boy looking on. With that in mind, the colored girl moved her legs further apart before pushing her tongue between the older negress's labia and running it along the length of her gash, from her hole to her clit.
"That feels sooo good, girl!" exclaimed Gloria. "You doin' such a good job... You got them legs open fo' the man?"
"Mmm hmmm," replied Myrna, her voice muffled by Gloria's cunt.
"Can you see everythin', boss?" asked Gloria. "Can you see my baby girl's pussy okay? You wanna see anythin' else?"
"Yeah...," answered Dylan, still staring at the scene in front of him. "I can see fine... Jus' keep goin'..."
"Yes, sir, boss," smiled Gloria. "It feels real good... So good..."
She closed her eyes and let the sensation of Myrna's soft warm tongue on her pussy wash over her. Although all this was for Dylan's enjoyment, Gloria could tell that he liked seeing her aroused this way. The older negress could feel an orgasm building inside her as her daughter continued lapping away at her cunt.
"Can I... Can I cum, boss?" asked Gloria.
"Huh?" Dylan responded.
"A nigga's gotta ask her better fo' permission to cum, boss," explained Gloria, struggling to hold back. "I can't get off 'less you say I can 'cause this is fo' you, sir. All for you. I gotta beg fo' it, boss. So, can I? Please, sir? Can this nigga cum fo' you?"
"Yeah, you can," said Dylan, now on the edge of his seat watching.
"Oh, thank you, boss!" cried Gloria. "You is too kind to this ol' nigga... Oh! Oh! Ohhh!"
Myrna felt her mother's pussy gush as she came. Gloria clamped her thighs together on her daughter's head until the spasms subsided. After a minute, she relaxed her hold and the teenager gasped for breath.
"Move up so you're on top of your mom, Myrna," said Dylan. "Kiss her. I wanna see you makin' out with her."
This time, Myrna didn't hesitate to obey. She crawled forward from between Gloria's legs on her hands and knees until she was on top of her.
Moving her head down to Gloria's face, Myrna started kissing her mother on the mouth as Dylan looked on from the chair he'd been sitting in. The black teenager parted her legs to give him a good view of her pussy, figuring he'd want to see the goods.
Gloria could taste herself on her daughter's shining face as they kissed. She knew that Myrna had crossed the last line and was now fully committed to doing whatever was necessary to please Dylan. She could see that the white boy was already sporting a hard-on as he sat watching them. She watched as he got out of the chair and knelt behind her daughter's upraised ass.
"You gonna fuck my baby girl now, boss?" asked Gloria.
"Yeah," Dylan replied, his voice thick with lust.
"She's all ready for yo' big white dick, sir," Gloria went on.. "Jus' go 'head an' stick it on in her."
Myrna felt Dylan move between her legs and push his dick against her pussy, but she didn't stop kissing her mom. In one stroke, he was inside her. As the black girl felt her boyfriend's cock penetrate her, she shoved her tongue into Gloria's mouth, knowing he'd get a thrill out of seeing her do it. The force of the white boy's thrusts told her she was right.
Gloria could hear her daughter whimper with each stroke as Dylan pumped his dick in and out of her. It wasn't long before Myrna stopped kissing her mother and focused entirely on being fucked.
"Oh, you fuckin' her good, sir!" grinned Gloria. "Go 'head an' pound her black pussy. You ain't gotta be gentle with niggas like us, boss. We's made to take a hard fuckin'."
Dylan started fucking Myrna even more vigorously with her mother's encouragement. Gloria knew he was getting off on her talking to him and wanted to give him more of what he wanted to hear. She reached down between her daughter's legs and felt the white boy's dick going in and out of her. Gently, she started caressing his balls.
"You ain't mind me doin' this, do you, boss?" Gloria asked sweetly. "I know mens like havin' their balls played wit' while they fuckin'."
"No...," gasped Dylan. "I like it..."
"I'm gonna do somethin' else I think you gonna like, sir...," she went on. "Is that okay?"
"Yeah...," he grunted.
Gloria moved her hand back to Myrna's pussy and ran a couple fingers along her slit, leaving them lubricated with her daughter's pussy juice. Then she reached forward past Dylan's balls until she felt his anus and started gently pressing a well moistened finger against it.
"You like that, boss?" she asked. "Feels good, don't it?"
"Yeah...," he answered breathlessly.
Satisfied that Dylan would like it, Gloria pushed her finger into the white boy's asshole and began to gently massage his prostrate. She felt him squeeze back against her digit as he immediately ejaculated into her daughter's vagina.
"Fuck!" exclaimed Dylan, his eyes wide. "Oh..., fuck!"
Myrna was surprised by the the force behind the load Dylan shot off into her pussy. Even though he'd already cum twice in the past hour, the white boy's orgasm was as strong as the others. As he continued to pump into her, shooting his seed deep inside her, the black girl felt her own climax suddenly come on.
"Ahhh!" cried Myrna, as much out of surprise as out of animal lust. "Ohhh!"
"You makin' my baby girl, cum, boss," cooed Gloria. "You is too kind to a nigga."
As Dylan and Myrna gradually calmed down, Gloria pulled her finger out of the white boy's asshole. She couldn't help but feel a measure of pride in how hard she'd made him cum. The older negress smiled to herself thinking about how well she'd managed to lead him to enjoying himself with her and her daughter.
Finally, Dylan stood up and stepped back to drink in the scene of his freshly fucked girlfriend on her hands and knees on top of her mother. Semen drooled out of Myrna's pussy and dripped onto the floor. She got up on her knees, still catching her breath.
"Damn, Gloria," Dylan said at last. "I never felt anything like that before."
"I'm glad you liked it so much, sir," said Gloria. "I can teach Myrna how to do it for you if you want."
"Fuck, yeah!" he agreed enthusiastically.
"Can I clean yo' cock off, boss?" asked Gloria, sitting up.
"Uh huh," answered Dylan.
Gloria crawled over to where Dylan stood and lifting her head up to his crotch, slurped his dick into her mouth and sucked her daughter's slime off it. Myrna looked on as she continued to come down from cumming so hard.
"Uh...," Myrna started, embarrassed. "Sorry I didn't ask if I could cum, sir. It jus' kinda happened."
"It's okay," smiled Dylan. "I do like you askin', though. It's hot."
"You is the boss, sir," said Gloria. "All that matters is you gettin' what you want an' feelin' good. We's jus' here fo' you to use an' enjoy. It ain't 'bout a nigga gettin' nothin'. It don't matter if a nigga cums or not. It's always up to you, boss. It ain't our place to do it on our own. A nigga's gotta ask her better fo' permission."
"Jesus, Gloria, you're gonna get me fired up again," said Dylan. "Hearin' you talk that way really gets me goin'."
"I'm glad it does, sir," replied Gloria seriously. "But, I'm jus' sayin' the truth." Smiling she added, "An' if you get fired up again, you got a couple niggas here what'd be honored gettin' used by you much as you want."
"I wish I could stay an' do that," said Dylan. "But, I gotta get home."
"Help the man wit' his pants, Myrna," Gloria directed her daughter.
Myrna picked up Dylan's briefs and, still kneeling, held them for him as he stepped into them. She pulled them up, taking one last look at his dick as she did. After getting his pants on, she zipped them up and fastened the belt. He sat down so she could put his socks and shoes on. At last he stood up.
"Thank you fo' comin' by an' usin' us, boss," said Gloria sincerely.
"I'm glad to do it," grinned Dylan. "You're incredible. You too, Myrna. That was fuckin' great."
"Thank you, sir," blushed Myrna. "I'm glad you liked it."
"Well...," said Dylan. "I'll... see you later."
"Let us pay our respects first, boss," said Gloria. "Please, sir?"
"Sure," he replied.
Gloria crawled to where Dylan stood, bowed her head down, and touching her lips to his shoe, kissed it. Myrna joined her mother and, with her face burning and her pussy buzzing, kissed the white boy's other shoe. Together they sat back on their knees and smiled up at him.
"Thank you for lettin' me an' my baby girl serve you, sir," Gloria told him.
"You're welcome," he replied. "Bye."
Dylan turned and let himself out of the apartment as the two naked negro women watched from their knees. When the door closed, Gloria rose to her feet. Myrna slowly got up after her.
"Your man sure come a long way, Myrna," said Gloria. "He used us like niggas was made to be used. He's finally feelin' like he can do what he wants wit' us. It's jus' gonna get better from now on."
"Right...," agreed Myrna, still trying to make sense of all that had gone on.
"You okay, girl?" asked Gloria. "I know a lot happened jus' now."
"I guess I can't believe I... did what I did... to you. I mean... you're my mother an' I... you know..."
"I know, baby. But it's okay. I don't think the man thinks anything bad 'bout us. I think he knows niggas ain't the same as white folks. I think that's jus' how he likes it, too."
"I guess I was thinkin' 'bout what you thought about it...," Myrna explained.
"Me?" laughed Gloria. "You ain't gotta worry 'bout what I think, girl. I'm proud of you. What you done ain't easy, 'specially seein' as how it's the first time. You done good. Now, let's get cleaned up and get dinner started."
With that, Gloria went about her business as if nothing out of the ordinary had taken place. Myrna was still feeling a little embarrassed by it all. She'd basically just had sex with her own mother. Although it had been for Dylan's benefit and was done at his direction, she found herself more aroused by it than she'd expected. She couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of herself for liking it so much.
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The evening passed without any further discussion of the events of the day, though that just made the whole thing seem even more surreal to Myrna. Gloria had simply taken it in stride and thought nothing more of it while her daughter couldn't stop thinking about it.
As she lay in bed trying to sleep, Myrna replayed the scene over and over again. Licking her mother's face, her breasts, her lips. Kissing Gloria on the mouth. Licking her pussy. The black girl noticed that her hand had found its way between her legs and was masturbating her seemingly on its own. She came remembering the taste of her mother's pussy and drifted off to sleep.
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