Mom's Sweet Memory
by Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com
I don't think I had walked into the hen
house once since then, that I had not thought about the phantom black buck, the
seduction, the glory of what I had experienced as he had imposed his incredible
power on me. I had never been able to fathom who he was or how he had come to be
there on that fateful Thanksgiving morning, and I had never been the same since.
That cold, crisp morning was long gone now, replaced by summer in full bloom,
and I wondered as I stood in the coop today, if it had all been a dream, almost
doubting that it had ever happened.
I found myself lost in wickedly sinful, dark
imaginings far more often than I wanted to admit, found myself craving the black
ecstasy he had shared with me. I stood quietly in the coop now, and let my mind
please itself as I re-lived every
unbelievable moment, how he had emerged from the shadows, put his hand over my mouth,
whispered huskily in my ear, entreating me to simply relax and enjoy what he could share
with me. Those were the only words I would hear from him. I had resisted him only
momentarily as my eyes had fallen on his face, dark, handsome, deep chocolate eyes,
intense and smoldering with desire, but with a softness that somehow reassured me that he
was no danger to me, but rather that he could fulfill the dark secret desires I had held
in my heart to be possessed, entered, ravished, yes, blacked by a young, hung, dark buck.
Desires I believed would never know the light of reality.
He had dropped his hand from my mouth and replaced it with wide, beautiful, broad lips. At
his touch, I had felt a fire race through me like I had never known, which burned through
my whole being and settled into a ball of heat deep in my woman parts. At his gentle but
persistent coaxing, I had opened my lips and suffered his tongue to mate with mine,
melting in a kiss so deep and passionate that I could hardly breathe. He had turned me
around, bent me over, lifted my skirts, gently slid my panties down. From the back he had
seduced me. His fingers had lightly feathered my clit, causing it to swell and emerge from
it's hiding place, creating in me the pleasant throb and pulse of foreplay, making my
pussy spring with sweet hot juices. I had felt his fingers, not one or two I was sure, but
all four enter my now moist cunt, probing strongly, finding that special spot and arousing
that sensation from which a woman cannot retreat, making me slick and wet, preparing my
tender white tissues for his most intimate thrust.
I had felt myself pushing back on his
strong, long fingers, knowing that I was revealing to him the passion he was arousing in
me. I knew that he was going to rape me, take my pussy and make it his domain, have his
wicked way with me. Then it had happened, as if he had suddenly turned from a gentle lover
to a driven black beast. He had thrust his dark weapon into me with such force I had
screamed out, my sounds mingling with the deep groan of satisfaction that rose from the
black man's throat as he satisfied his primitive jungle urges on the wide gash of my wet
hole. He had stretched and plumbed me viciously, his hard dark pole scraping the walls of
my tunnel and digging to the very depths of my hot, wet channel. He had taken me like I
had longed to be taken, his hands on my ass cheeks, pulling me hard back against him,
thrusting so deeply and intensely that the pleasant pain filled my eyes with tears.
He had satisfied and brought me to a kind of orgasm I had only dreamed of, so many times I
lost count, and to such heights as I had never imagined possible, leaving me weak,
sweating, and trembling. And when he had reached his own heights, he had pulled me hard
against him and held me there, while his body had tensed and quivered, and his hands had
dug into my soft white flesh till it almost hurt, and I had heard sounds of raw animal
sexual satisfaction such as I had never heard a man make before as he washed my insides
with his hot thick cum. Yet I could tell that even after he had dumped his dark seed deep
inside my womb, his long piece of flesh was still hard, swollen, and stiff.
And when Kysa had joined us and been overtaken by her own sensuous passion, and made herself also available to this black stranger's desire, he had stretched and probed her tight virgin
slit with such gentleness and finesse that I had been totally taken in by him. How well he
knew exactly how to provide what would best satisfy each of us, how to boldly and
viciously rape the gaping gash of an older experienced woman, and yet tenderly and with
much care introduce Kysa's sweet innocent cunt to black invasion. Kysa and I had never
spoken of the event since.
You stood once again in the shadows, unseen by the white woman lost in a memory, a
younger black buck by my side, waiting and watching with you, wondering what kind of
plan his master mentor might possibly put in action to introduce him to white woman
pleasure. I was pleased to see the younger girl appear in the doorway.
I was startled as Kysa entered the coop. I made myself busy gathering the eggs. She
watched me quietly. Then she broke the silence, "Wasn't it wonderful mom", she
mused. "You're thinking of it too, aren't you, I just know you are. You think of it
a lot, don't you, I can see it on your face. He was so awesome, wasn't he, mom! So black,
so strong and silent and sure of himself. Mom, I can't forget how it made my pussy feel,
when he slid his black cock into me, and then started thrusting slowly at first, but then
faster and deeper, in and out. I didn't know what it felt like to cum till then, mom. It
was so ultimately unreal, such sensation I could never have imagined. I know he only had
his knob and a bit of that big black cock of his in me, I'm not big enough yet to take a
man like him, but it was so wonderful. I can't stop thinking about how it felt!! Mom,
where did he come from? Do you think he'll ever come back?"
"You found me out, girl! Yes, I guess I do think about him and what he did to us
a lot. Kysa, I have no idea where he came from, what he was doing here. Karma, I guess,
somewhere along the way, we must have done something right, and that was our just
reward." I laughed softly at my own nonsense. "But no, he'll never come back,
was probably just some sort of drifter going through. That was a once-in-a-lifetime
pleasure, Kysa. But it's something you can hold in your heart for the rest of your life.
We'll never forget it, sweet daughter! I'm still not sure he wasn't a dream. He was so
beautiful, so magnificently put together, so perfect, so sexually raw, yet so completely
able to know just how we both should be taken.
"He is what you call a pro, Kysa. I'm just a little worried that your experience with him may make your satisfaction with anyone else, especially anyone white, impossible. Don't be expecting sexual experiences to be like what he gave you, Kysa. That kind of sexual intuition and power in a man is rare, and that particular brand of black loving and fucking, well, I think that's in a league of it's own. Anyway! Enough of this memory nonsense, let's go get some sun."
The two white women exited the coop. You and Will emerged from the shadows and watched
from the doorway undetected. You noticed that they both wore light, short robes, with swim
suits underneath. They walked to a patio in the back garden, it was very secluded and
private, but in clear view from where you stood with your young buck companion. You
noticed him fiddling with his crotch, no doubt trying to re-arrange the "angle of the
dangle" to accommodate the expansion that was obviously taking place. You smiled at
the impulsiveness of youth, but couldn't deny the throbbing that was beginning to build
inside your own shorts. They discarded the robes and prepared to lay out on the lounge
chairs.
The young one wore a two piece suit, which exposed the curves of her young firm
breasts. She was not overly large breasted, medium in size, but well curved and very
attractive. She was tall, lean, very fit looking. The cut of the suit showed off her long,
very well-shaped legs. There was a bounce and playfulness, almost a boldness about her
that was pleasant and fun. The mother also wore a two piece suit, high cut on the legs, a
plunging V over the breasts. She was small, shorter than her daughter, perhaps more petite
than you had remembered, well proportioned. You felt unsure of her age. You knew from the
background information you had obtained, that the daughter was her sixth child and her
oldest child in his middle twenties. So she must be 50 years old or nearly so. Yet she
looked much younger. Her body was firm, her breasts were small but round with no drooping.
The suit showed off a pretty good looking ass. There was a little roundness over her
belly, but considering six children, she'd held her shape well. Best of all was what you
knew was under the suit, a cunt with a large gaping hole and long pussy lips. It wasn't
often you found a woman with a pussy that could take the girth of your cock with the ease
she had!
Although totally undetectable in the coop, you and Will were in earshot of the girl's
conversation. Kysa talked incessantly, her sweet clear laughter rippling over to you.
Will was finding himself increasingly taken with the girl.
You heard Kysa say, "Mom,
I hate sun tan lines, they show up under your clothes and look stupid. It's totally
private here, why don't we just take our suits off and get full body tans!"
Rita lifted her head, "Kysa, you're a bold girl, but let's do it!!" To your
amazement, and to Will's swelling delight, both women sat up, unhooked their bras, and
dropped them, letting the sunshine kiss their sweet tits. You had always been a nipple man
and now your could see the goods. Kysa's nipples were somewhat flat but Rita's stood up
like rosebuds, wide, tall, erect. Damn, what a suck a pair of black lips could get on that
little wench! Then they stood and pulled down their bottoms, revealing soft dark brown
bush. Neither of them were shaved and had moderate amounts of pussy hair.
"Mom, let me put some oil on your back," Kysa offered. Rita complied, turned on
her belly, her round ass cheeks rising softly. "Turn over and let me do your front
now," Kysa said.
"No way! I can do that myself," Rita responded.
"Oh, come on mom, don't be prim, let me do it!" Rita flushed a bit. While you knew from your time with her last fall that she was a hot piece of white flesh, she was obviously
more reserved than her daughter, and still caught somewhat in her generation. But she did
turn over, and Kysa poured the oil.
"Kysa, don't touch me there!" Rita flinched and pulled away when Kysa's hand
grazed over her breast.
"Oh, mom, just relax, just enjoy!" Rita laid back and submitted to her daughter's request.
"Okay, Mom, now you do me!" Rita rubbed the oil on Kysa's back, cheeks, and
thighs. Then Kysa turned over and Rita handed the bottle to her.
But Kysa said, "No
Mom, you do it, just like you did when I was a baby!" and she smiled slyly. Rita's
faced flushed slightly again, but she complied. When she came to Kysa's breasts, she
hesitated, wondering, then her hand slowly slid up and over the mound of Kysa's breast.
Then the other one. And then her hand returned. Kysa looked at her mom with a steady
serious gaze. Her mom looked back.
"Kysa," Rita said softly, "You're so
beautiful! You really are!" As she spoke her fingers molded around Kysa's nipples.
God, the woman was caressing her daughter's nipples. Then she bent her head slowly, and
kissed and suckled at Kysa's breasts as Kysa had once suckled at her mother's. Kysa's
hands touched her mom's head and ran slowly through her hair. It was an
extraordinary
moment that you and Will had witnessed.
It only lasted a moment. Then the girl's both laid out on their bellies, the chatter died
off, they closed their eyes and appeared to doze. You motioned to Will and you both left
the coop and walked slowly and quietly over to where the women were. Will kept his
distance but you knelt near Rita's lounge. You watched her for awhile, she was very still,
unaware of your presence. You raised your hand slowly, put your finger softly on her
mouth. Her eyes flew open, you put your other finger on your lips, signaling for her to be
still. A sign of recognition crossed her face, and there was no doubt about the look of
delight that came into her eyes at seeing you. She lifted up, caught sight of the younger
black buck with you, realized that she was naked and reached for her towel. You put your
foot on it, preventing her from pulling it over her bare breasts.
"Mmmm, no, don't
think so, Rita, think we like you just the way you are!" you said softly with a
smile. She flushed, sat up, shyly putting one arm across her crotch. She wondered how you
knew her name. "Who are you, what are you doing back?" she whispered looking at
Kysa who still slept.
"My name's Alex Samson. I'm in the business of finding suitable white women to use
in tutoring black men on obtaining and pleasing white women. Got a young nigger boy here,
Rita, he needs some training on white woman flesh. You and your daughter are superb
specimens and, from what I could tell last time I was here, very willing. I've overheard
your conversation this morning Rita. I know you both liked what you got on Thanksgiving.
How about it, can you and Kysa help me out?"
Her face lit, and her eyes shone. "Oh, Mr. Samson, I would love to, and believe me,
I know Kysa would too." With that she leaned over and woke the sleeping young girl.
By this time, Will had joined you and Rita. He was in some bit of trouble with a hardon
that was way beyond his control. It stood out rather boldly under his pants and both you
and Rita smiled at him, knowing there was absolutely nothing he could do about it!! Kysa's
opening eyes first fell on your face, and blinked excitedly with recognition. She smiled
sleepily at you. Then she saw Will and his pants! She lost no time in noticing that he
was a fine looking, handsome young black man, about her own age. Her eyes widened and her
lips parted.
She looked at Rita, "Mom, what delightful thing is happening here!"
she exclaimed. "Mmmmm, sweet girl, I think you know", Rita answered.
You introduced Will to Rita and Kysa and explained what you needed from them. Rita was
reserved but obviously pleased while Kysa was a bubbling picture of anticipation. You
explained that first you would use Kysa to demonstrate to Will how to open up an
inexperienced, relatively virgin, and therefore tight cunt like Kysa's. Both you and
Will
disrobed. Rita's eyes were riveted to your cock. You realized that in the coop she had
not seen you, only felt you. It was obvious that she was fascinated by your black weapon.
Will was not as large as you, but very nicely endowed. Kysa laughed delightfully when she
saw him and how hard he already was, and without waiting for any instructions or
permission, she reached out and touched him quickly!
You then explained to Kysa what position you wanted her to take, telling her to lie on her
back and open her legs. She complied quickly and obediently. You slipped in between her
fine white thighs, and began to demonstrate how to get a girl wet, open, and slick using
your fingers on her clit and how to find the g-spot inside her vagina. It was all very
clinical for you, but didn't stay that way long for Kysa. She was off in ecstasy land
early. You showed him how to touch and excite her breasts and nipples, how to suck a
women's tits to gain submission, how to kiss a white woman, how to ravage the inside of
her mouth and cause her to give you her tongue in yours. Rita watched with a soft smile as
her daughter submitted to your demonstration. You showed him how to bring a white woman
into black submission, and Kysa followed along with you as if she had read the manual.
After each demonstration, you had Will practice on her what you had shown him. You warned
him not to shoot his load yet, and he held it but only with great difficulty. You showed
Will how to enter Kysa without causing ripping or more discomfort than was necessary. You
showed him how he could enter her from the missionary position, from the back, and how she
could straddle him and slide down on him. You taught him how to require a white woman to
suck black cock, and showed Kysa how to jack a man off, how to satisfy him with a blowjob,
using her fingers, tongue, and mouth, having her practice first on your
magnificent
equipment, then on the boy. Kysa was a natural, a quick learner, you had to pull her off
Will's cock to prevent him from ejaculating in her mouth. You didn't want him cumming till
the demonstration was finished.
You explained that there were other great positions, but they should be reserved from
being used on young cunts until they were broken in. Then you turned to Rita, who had been
watching carefully, with her hand often pressing on her pussy, as if to quiet the raging
that must be going on there. You had loved working through the demonstration on Kysa's
young tight cunt, and had developed quite a hardon yourself, but now your eyes fell softly
on Rita's white smooth body. And you felt more stirring in your cock. She had a
wonderfully loose, large pussy, and she was mature and experienced. She was quiet and
reserved, but you knew well the torrent of passion that raged inside her, waiting only for
you to unleash it.
You turned to Will and Kysa, you had ended up tutoring her as well as the young black
boy.
"Now let me show you two kids where you can progress to if you stay with
black/white interplay. You'll find there is a level of pure sexual ecstasy that can be
attained in no other way, than black on white. If you choose to follow this course, you
will know a lifetime of complete and unequalled sexual satisfaction that can be attained
in no other way."
With that you opened Rita's white smooth legs, rather roughly, and began to suck her pussy
with such intensity and power that she was cumming in moments. Will and Kysa's eyes opened
wide to see the strength of her orgasms and how completely she was overtaken and over
whelmed by you. As they watched, you demonstrated how she could be fucked from several
position from the rear, power fucked against a wall, fucked by a strong black man amply
endowed, standing face to face with her, and then how she could be lifted, cock in pussy,
her legs around your waist, and brought to yet another level of pure sexual ecstasy. Rita
was incredibly responsive to every move you put on her. Her pussy was wet and dripping,
drenching your cock and your hands. You required Rita to allow Will to enter her pussy
with his bulging cock, to get the feel of a large stretched pussy, so he would know how
Kysa's should feel by the time he finished with it.
Rita was a perfect subject for teaching demonstrations. You were going to have to use her
a lot more, maybe make her your constant assistant. But right now, she had you way beyond
being clinical. You were dying to bust her sweet white ass like a black beast animal, like
a wild black nigger slave hand, with a vengeance that would make her weep. But not in front
of the children. It was important to leave that part of the conquest and the journey for
their own discovery.
You told them that you were going to take Rita into the house now, and they were free to
be alone together, free to explore and examine and experience to their hearts content.
When you left them you knew you had taught them both well, they fell into each other's
arms and began kissing deeply, building up to what you knew would be hours of pure sexual
enjoyment.
In the meantime, you and Rita had some discovering of your own to do. There was something
about her naiveté, her sincerity, her maturity, her openness and acceptance of anything you
tried on her, the natural passion and heat that was her essence, but most of all, her
adoration, her unequaled fascination and worship of you, the total obsession she seemed to
have for the incredible majesty of your hung black coon cock, the intensity of the fire of
desire for you that you felt coming from her, that was unlike anything you had ever known
before. And you knew that your discovery together would take you to extremes that neither
of you had ever experienced before.
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The End
© Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com