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STORY: Luckiest Man pt 3/4 (M/F, M/f, inc, inter, rough, anal)



The Luckiest Man in the World. (pt. 3)

A story based on a couple of friends of mine.  And he is a lucky
fucker.  But the names have been changed, and they will never know.
This story contains depictions of rough sex, an underage slut, big
scary negro dick, a mildly incestuous theme, and copious bodily
fluids.
 Get yer groove on, or find another story.

Prost.

T.

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It was a long weekend.  I had dinner with my fiancé, came home and had
sex.  Saturday was a chore day, and we went to the movies that night. 
After we came home, I fucked her again.  We usually don't do it 2
nights in a row, so she needed some long pussy eating to convince her.
 But I did get some.  Sunday was a late morning, then some shopping,
and bar-b-que for an early dinner.  She rebuffed my sexual advances
that night.  2 nights was possible, but 3 was out of the question. 
She said that she was too sore.

Too sore?  Was she serious?  A woman I work with every day is getting
fucked several times a day by a cock larger than my arm.  And I here
about it every time I am around her.  The glimpses I caught of her
pussy was shocking.  Swollen and bruised; she had to take pain killers
to be fucked by him, but she craved more and never said no to him. 
She was willing to undergo endless humiliation and pain all for his
big cock.  His Black Cock.
I feel like I have a pretty big cock.  At least I always thought I was
big, at 71/2 inches and at least 6 around, I had my share of
compliments.  But never, in my life, have I heard a woman talk about
worshipping a man for his cock like this.  Why?  Just because he is
Black?  I was raised to believe that people were the same, regardless
of race.  There really wasn't any difference between people.  I think
I might be wrong.

I spent the entire weekend thinking about Amy and her new lover Steve
.  How she described her screams of pain as he fucked her raw and
swollen cunt.  How she loved and craved his thick and copious sperm,
and would eat the cum when it dripped out of her.  She allowed herself
to be raped, and welcomed further abuse, and I can't fuck my fiancé 3
times in a week.

And then there is the issue of Amy's 14 year old daughter.  Amy told
me on thursday that she saw her daughter through the open door while
she was being brutally fucked.  Her daughter sat in the hall rubbing
her sweet young pussy while her mother was debased and her pussy raped
viciously.  Her cunt was so wrecked that she thought she couldn't take
his giant cock for another weekend.  She was going to try and deny
him, even though she didn't want to.

This is all I could think of during the weekend, even when I was
fucking my own fiance.  I was going to see her monday, and it was
driving my nuts.  Why was I so obsessed with this?  Listening to her
tell me about her sexual and emotional subjugation just made my cock
unbelievably hard.  I know she noticed how hard I got, and I didn't
try to hide it.  I don't think I was trying to fuck her, or get her to
want to fuck me.  After what this guy did to her with his massive
cock, I know I wouldn't even stir the slightest sensation in her.  The
saddest part, is that if I asked, she would let me fuck her.  She
would do it as a favor, and it would leave me feeling tiny, and she
would only pity me.

So my obsession continues.  Monday she would tell me about this
weekend.  My cock is hard just anticipating.  I know her daughter
would be home all weekend, so where did that go?  What did that young
girl see and hear?  It was killing me.

Monday afternoon, I met Amy in a secluded meeting room.  I didn't want
to draw too much attention to our meetings to avoid office rumors, but
I had to know today.  Amy was 10 minutes late, and I was fidgeting the
whole time like an addict.

Amy walked in and looked great.  Her skirt was fairly short and
pleated, not very tight, but showed her legs nicely, and her blouse
really emphasized her nipples through the clingy material.  She didn't
smile at me when she came in, like she usually did.  She sat down very
carefully, like she was very sore.  I was a little worried that her
weekend didn't go well.  If she was angry at me, and felt like I was
to blame for something, then this little obsession I was nurturing
would be cut off.

She sat in silence looking at me.  Like she was daring me to look
away, glance to her tits, or make an excuse to look under the table
and her abused crotch.  I was feeling a little guilty about this whole
thing under her gaze.  She wrinkled her nose a little, and then a
smile broke over her face.  "You are so lucky that you gave me a
little good advice in that idiot idea of yours."

I was still a little shaken by her cold greeting, even if she dropped
it.  I could assume I knew the bad advice, but what was the good?

" I'm sorry, I think?" I asked sheepishly.  " What happened?  And are
you OK?  You look a little shaky sitting down there."

" I am wrecked again, but it is different this time.  It was an
extremely emotional weekend, and I spent a good amount of it hating
you.  It worked out all right in the end." She smiled again, and
looked away for a second.  She composed herself and continued, "I
think a balance can be found, but it isn't easy.  I think I came out
of this a better slave to him, and more I hope more.

"As you know, Steve was coming over friday night to fuck me for the
weekend.  And you saw my condition last week. My cunt looked like it
had been kicked, or fucked with a sledgehammer.  Every time e reopens
my swollen cunt, it takes longer to recover.  You must understand that
I only want to serve him with all that I have.  If my cunt gets so
damaged that I cannot serve him with it at all, then I have failed as
his worshipper.  You do know that I want to be perfect for him?"

"Yes, I do."

"But how could he understand that when I was denying him what I
promised him?"
" I don't know.  How did you explain this to him?"

"There wasn't much of an explanation.  I came home and prepared myself
for him.  I knew I was going to have to do more for him, so I dressed
in my prettiest lingerie and shaved my bruised cunt for him.  I used
some makeup to hide the bruises he left on my ass from this week.  I
put on a corset that lifted my tits up and presented them for his
approval.  I wore garters without panties, and set my hair up.  My
little girl watched me dress, and shave.  It was a little awkward the
way she stared at my cunt.  I don't think she had seen a woman shaved
like that, and I know she was shocked at my condition.  She only asked
if he was coming over.  I told her yes, and that I wanted her to be
good tonight.  She was a little miffed at that.  She hates when I
treat her like a little girl.  I know she is almost a woman, but this
is a hard time for any girl.  And to see what I am going through must
be shocking.  But this is what I was meant for.

 "I put some baby oil in my cunt to ease any trauma tonight, but I
hoped it wouldn't be necessary.  He came over about 20 minutes early,
which caught me by surprise.  I would have sent Kirsten to her room,
but she was still in the kitchen cleaning up.  I heard his car and had
to run from my room to greet him at the door, on my knees like he
wants.  My mouth was already open and my eyes closed when he opened
the door, even if I was a little out of breath.  His cock must have
already been out before he opened the door, because I didn't hear the
zipper, and his cock was in me before the door closes.

"This is how our dance begins.  He starts my juices flowing
uncontrollably, and puts my mind into the trance I need to submit to
his intense love.  His huge Black Cockhead slowly plunges into the
edge of my throat and I flow like a river.  That overpowering musky
scent of his power, the power of his Cock and his Beautiful Balls full
of cum, fills my lungs and the beauty of his ownership makes me cry. 
God I am so in love with this moment when he takes me.  Even the sound
of my daughter walking right behind me to go to her room seemed so
distant.  I think I heard her stop for a moment to watch the back of
my head move with his slow pumping.  He must have looked right at her,
and she went out of the hall and to her room.  So much power with a
glance, since he never let go of my head while he fucked my face."

She stopped for a moment to adjust her self in the seat.  It wasn't a
natural movement, and she was being careful.  She continued,
"Everything was going well when he led me, crawling, into the living
room where he likes to fuck me when Kirsten isn't around because it is
so well lit.  He led me t the middle and I automatically pushed my
cunt out like a dg in heat for him.  But when his fingers brushed my
swollen, bruised cunt lips, I flinched in shock.  The pain was so
sudden, I had forgot how bad he had hurt me.  In a flash, his hand
cracked down on my ass, and I shuddered and a sharp cry leapt out of
me.  I tried to move back into his inspection position, but I was
hesitant, and he knew it.  He pulled me up and slapped my face so hard
my ears rung.  He said 'what is wrong with you, bitch?'  and I begged
him to spare my cunt.  I was scared and I was sure he was going to
rape me until I couldn't walk.  I knew he was mad, and I don't know
what I was thinking.  He might have fucked me more gently if I gave
myself to him, but now I wouldn't now.  I prepared to be beaten into
the submission that I couldn't will myself into, but he left."

She stared at me.  My cock was so hard at that moment, but that wasn't
what I thought would happen next, so I was in limbo.  Looking at her
she was very serious but distant.  She was reliving the emotions of
watching her master walk out the door, and it still affected her.  She
must have been devastated.

"I felt horrible.  So selfish the way I tried to protect my cunt from
him.  His cock is all I dream of, it is what I live for.  I couldn't
believe he was gone, and I was suddenly empty.  That is when I hated
you for telling me to protect my cunt like that.  It wasn't fair to
take what was his like that.  I lay in the living room crying.  I
could taste his cock in my mouth, where it belongs.  My cunt was still
drooling, because I could still smell his musk.  It still makes my
cunt behave, even though he was gone.

"I must have been there for an hour, just crying.  Knowing that he
would still be fucking my insides out, but he wasn't.  I thought he
was gone forever.  I heard Kirsten come in and stand above me.  I
thought I would have to hear her berate me about this.  About my
choice in devoting myself to him, about his leaving.  But she stroked
my hair a little, helped me to my feet, and put me to bed.  She washed
my face for me, and kissed my cheek. She turned out the lights.

"It is strange when your little girl treats you with the care you
always gave her.  But she knew that this wasn't the time for what I am
sure she was dying to say."  She smiled again, "She is so mature."

"I woke up in the morning with my corset still on, my stockings,
everything.  I was exhausted from crying.  I stood up and looked in
the mirror, and saw for a moment what he must see in me.  I saw a
slave in the mirror.  Disheveled, bruised, beaten, and lost without
her master.  I decided that if I ever had a chance, I would give
myself to him without any hesitation.

"I stepped into the shower to prepare myself for this new resolve.  I
would be perfect for him.  I remembered what you said.  And I realized
that I had a choice between giving him less, and giving him more.  I
had to give him more.  So I in the hot steam I soaped up my ass, and
started to explore my anal passage."

At this time my cock twitched and I felt cum rise up in me.  I had to
hold very still, for any physical sensation on my dick would have let
it all out in front of her.
"I have had 2 men up my ass.  The first only did it twice, and he
wasn't very good.  It hurt in a bad way, not like Steve treats me. 
Just discomfort of being prodded back there.  But the next guy was
something else.  He was not very big, but he knew how to fuck ass, and
he really made me cum hard.  He liked my ass and I loved to feel the
friction, and how deep he would go.  It was depth that turned me on so
much, but I was afraid of being ripped from too much thickness, and
Steve would scare any girl.  But I needed him to fuck me, anywhere I
could feel him.

"It was silly to think sucking his cock would satisfy him.  He likes
it because I serve him and he controls me with it.  And I worship his
cock well with my long tongue, but I can't take him all the way, and I
never will.  His cock is too big for a throat to take.  I really think
he could kill someone that way.  he needs to penetrate completely. 
And when he fucks me, he has to go all the way into my cervix to get
fully inside.  Sucking his cock does drain him of sperm before too
much builds up, and that is important to do, or he gets violent.  He
never slaps me when he is empty.  But fucking my face is only for
relief, it isn't a replacement.  But my asshole could be.  I loved the
feeling of my last anal lover probing my colon; imagine what depths
Steve's beautiful cock would reach.

"I had three fingers in my ass, and I was wincing a little, but it
wasn't at all what I expected.  I guess that my memory of the pain of
anal stretching was exaggerated, or after so much abuse from his Black
Cock, my definition of pain has changed.  I can take so much more now.
 I was working on a fourth finger when I remembered that giving my ass
to a gentle lover required preparation, and Steve would need even
more.   I stepped out of the shower to look under the sink, but there
weren't any left.  It had been so long since I had done this that I
forgot.  I called for Kirsten, who came in to find me back in the
shower rubbing my asshole.  I asked my baby to run to the store for
me.  I needed some disposable enemas.  I should get 6 to be sure.  She
got the money from my purse and left without a word.  But her eyes got
big when I told her what to get.

After an hour in the hot water, my guts were cleaned out, and I was on
my bed working a shampoo bottle into my snug and oily asshole.  It had
a rounded top, and was a good warm up for what I had to do.  My door
was open, as I was used to, and Kirsten came to the door.  I was on my
side and still working the bottle in and out.  I saw the shocked look
on her face, and I knew I should cover up, I should stop and be a
respectable mother.  But that was not how I would act with Steve here,
and that's not how I will act again.  I continued to stretch my tender
asshole, and tried not to let her hear the strain in my voice when I
asked if she needed anything.  She looked at me and in a sweet voice,
she asked me if I loved him.  I told her, yes.  She turned and left
and I heard her door close.

I had the bottle completely in my ass, and was trying to use the
muscles to push it out a little, and suck it in again, when she stuck
her head through the door.  She didn't seem shocked to see me this way
anymore.  She told me that she called him, using the number in my cel
phone.   I stopped pushing the bottle and stared at her.  I don't know
if I was mad or not, but she spoke again, and told me that she begged
him to come back and be with me.  And he told her to tell me to call
him at 9 o'clock that night.  I was scared and happy all at once.  I
pulled the bottle out with a little 'pop' and used a towel to wipe
some of the oil from my ass to sit up on the bed.  Kirsten came over
to me and we just hugged for a long time.  Through all the confusion
of my behavior, she understood that this was real love, and she
accepted it."

There was a tear in Amy's eye, thinking about her daughter.  I
couldn't imagine as tender a scene between a mother and daughter,
hemmed by such carnal acts and desires.  But this is what was
happening here, and it seemed to bring them together.

" I didn't know what to expect, but I was dressed in lingerie again
that night for his call.  Kirsten went to her room for the night to
let me do this.  To beg him for his love, his cock, his power to
return.  I called his mobile number, and he answered on the third
Ring.  He simply asked if I was sorry.  And I sad yes.  He asked if I
wanted him back, and I begged him to.  I promised him anything.  He
said for me to listen and not to hang up until he did.  I heard the
phone being put down on a hard surface, and some movement.  I hear
another voice.  A girl whimpered.  I couldn't hear what she was
saying, but she was pleading in fear and desire.  And then I heard the
screams of a girl being torn in two.  She would alternate between
screams of No and Yes, as she was divided by pain and desire, just
like me.  I could hear his grunts, as he plowed into her repeatedly. 
It sounded so strange to hear it, without the smell of his cock, the
force of his presence.  It was torture listening to him give this
treasure to another woman, but I loved listening, too.  If this was as
close as I could get to his beautiful gift, his thick seed, then I
would take it.

"I listened to him fuck her for over an hour.  Her voice got more
hoarse as he never relented, and she got raw from his continued
assault.  When her voice was almost gone, I could hear a beep.  I
think his phone was losing battery power.  Just before it cut out, her
voice returned, high pitched and cracked, in renewed pain and lust. 
When I was sure he was gone I hung up, as ordered.

"I slept on the living room couch so I would be ready whenever he
returned.  But I found myself there in the morning.  I knew he would
come, but I was disappointed that it wasn't that night.  I was pouring
some juice when I heard his car out front.  My heart leapt and I
quickly fixed my hair and rushed to the door.  Again on my knees
waiting for him.

"This time, he didn't enter my mouth straight away, but held my head
in his powerful hands and tilted my head up.  I closed my mouth and
opened my eyes.  He smiled and asked if I understood.  I did.  There
would be no second chance, and he could go anytime he wanted.  I had
to be the one to make him stay.  He let go, and I went to his pants
and opened them.  His cock was still thick, and it was growing in my
hands.  I pulled it out, and was so relieved to have it's weight and
girth in my hands again.  I felt that it was sticky from other fluids.
 From his cock I smelled his musk, and the cunt of another woman, and
more.  I raised it up to point at my mouth and opened.  I knew he was
looking at me, and I looked at the cock I was about to swallow.  There
was something on his great Black Cock, a little smear on the purple
head.  I moved my mouth closer to begin his control of me.  And I
smelled it.  I almost gagged when I realized what it was.  He wasn't
holding my head, he was letting me do this n my own, of my own accord.
 I could see that there was shit on the end of his cock.  The evidence
of his conquest of some bitches asshole last night.  I looked more
closely at his cock.  There was so much cunt on it, and he is so dark
that it is hard to see what is on him, but I could see some blood now,
near the base of his cock.  He had torn her ring going in, and fucked
her deep in her bowels.  Fucked her in her shit, and now was
presenting his other bitch's most intimate treasure to my servile
mouth.  I kept my eyes open and I ate his cock like never before. "



I came in my pants right then.  I must have made a face, because Amy
continued right away.

"My god, Jason, I was eating some strange woman's shit off his cock,
and I was so happy.  It was such an amazing moment when I realized
what I was doing.  Most people say they will do anything, and they
think they mean it, but few do.  I wanted to show him that I meant it.
 And I cleaned him of every trace of that other cunt, her ass, I could
even taste her saliva in his balls."  She took a breath, "I licked off
the blood from her torn sphincter.  It was around his cock, maybe two
inches from his tight muscled body.  He was so deep in her guts; I
studied the length of his cock, imagining it in her.  Penetrating her
ripped asshole where I cleaned the blood, then stretching through her
colon, pushing open the next inner door.  The really tight one.
Finally moving into her insides."

She looked at me slyly, "You know that the lower intestine turns
sharply just above the colon.  I read then men and women who are
fisted deep enough, get that turn straightened out.  It makes their
anal passage straight for long fucking.  When my last anal lover would
fuck my ass, I dreamed that he would reach me that deeply.  I never
thought a man could do that to a woman.  But here was a cock that did;
fucked her deep into her core, re-arranging her body to make a place
to cum.  I wanted this so much, and was fascinated and jealous.  I
wondered if she was conscious when he did it.  How badly was she hurt
by this ecstasy?

" At first I thought that the whore wasn't dedicated and courteous
like me because she didn't bother cleaning her ass out for him.  But
then I realized that she might not have planned this or had a choice. 
And who knows if you are clean that deep in you.  This cock was in
places that bitch never knew she had.  While I was licking off the
dried cum and remnants of this girl's body, I heard Kirsten walk
behind me and come toward the door.  She only stopped when she first
saw us, but now walked right up to where mommy was working so hard to
clean his big cock.  I admired her courage for stepping in and helping
me get him back.  She stopped beside me, and after a moment whispered
to my master that she would be home at 6, then out she went, and
closed the door behind her.
"When his cock was clean and wet, I crawled to the living room,  and I
let him know that I was his.  I crawled to the center where a pillow
lay.  I hugged it and raised my ass up high.  I took some lubricating
crème in my hand and rubbed into into my ass, and then reached back
with both hands and spread my cheeks wide.  The message was clear
about what I was to give him, but I had been practicing, and I was
ready.  I flexed my sweet little ring, opening and closing like a
hungry baby.  My enthusiasm might have surprised him.  But nothing
prepared him for what he did to me.

"I felt the fist sized head of his cock rest against my lubed pucker. 
I felt my ass open a little just at that little pressure.  I pushed
down with my gut to open up my anal-mouth and swallow his Black Cock. 
My ass was hungry to be fucked, and I wanted him all the way in me, so
deep that he gets lost.  I smiled so hard when I felt my ring start to
open and stretch when he was beginning to penetrate my colon, and push
against the inner door.

"He plowed his cock all the way into my bowels with one long, slow
drive.  And I screamed louder than ever before.  I promised myself
that I would scream louder than his other bitch.  I would be his ass
slut... his little buttfuck angel, and he would love me there.  He was
only half way up my ass when I blacked out for a moment, but the pain
woke me up, and he was still moving into me.  I thought for a moment
that I might die.  That he would do real and serious damage to me. 
And I was happy with my giving myself so completely.

"But I didn't die, or even black out again. Instead, I felt his legs,
and balls and hips.  He was in me.  I knew my ring would be bleeding,
so I forced my hips back.  My blood ring will be at the furthest base
of his Black Cock.  I wanted him deepest.  And that's were he was. 
And he started to pump.  Not like had every fucked my before, not like
my mouth, which was only a shallow hypnotic rhythm.  Not even like my
precious pussy, where he fucks with short stabs, and long strokes,
until he reaches my womb, where my Kirsten grew, and presses
relentlessly until it surrenders.  But nothing was like this.  All his
long length pushing everything open wide, pushing into my organs and
making a long straight open fuck hole out of my whole body.  Then he
strokes in and out with his entire, incredible length.  All the way
out till just the tip is still in my shuddering ass, then all of him
back in and his hips slam my asscheeks, bruising them and wracking my
frame.  Then he pulls out again, all that mass rushing out of me feels
like my soul is being sucked out, then back in with an explosive
thrust.

"He fucked my guts hard for more than an hour.  I knew my ass was
getting loose from his punishment, and I was amazed at how much of my
own natural lubrication my asshole was producing.  And I loved the
smell of my violation.  The same smell on his cock made me almost gag
when he arrived, and now it made my mouth water uncontrollably, the
pillow wet with my drool.  I thought I was in the highest reaches of
heaven, feeling him so deep inside me, his cock beating into my
stomach, owning me..  It was perfect.  And then he came flooding my
intestines with more cum than I have ever swallowed, or had in my
cunt."

She looked straight at me, eyes fixed on mine.

"It was the first truly religious experience of my life."

Against all odds, I came again.  My pants were a complete mess of my
jizz, I was in the office and I didn't care.  Her eyes narrowed and
stared hard at me.  "You really love this, don't you Jay?"

I leaned back in my chair and let the tingle go to my toes.  I had two
amazing cums in 10 minutes, and I never touched myself.  She was
obviously pleased with her story telling.  She continued, her voice a
little more sultry, so she could keep me in my hyper-turned on state. 
She knew the words that made me cum so hard.  She had control of my
cock without a touch or a lick.  She stared at my cum stain and slowly
mouthed each word.
"I could feel his Black cock straighten out  my intestines to give him
a path to fuck.  Normal cocks only fuck my ass and into my colon, but
his goes so much deeper, into my body where it becomes a part of me, a
part of my biological system.  I thought I was owned before.  And in
mind and spirit, I was.  But now I know what it means to have your
body belong to someone else.

"He fucked my tight butt so hard.  Once I was opened, there was no
barrier to taking his full length with every thrust.  But only when
his sacred cum, his hot thick cum flooded into me, into every
remaining corner of my being.  I thought it was going to flow from my
mouth it was so deep.  So much of it.  I lay on my belly, flattened by
his weight.  I was drenched in sweat from both of us.  His cock had
lost it's rigidity, and it's forceful anger, but none of it's size. 
It lay in my bowels, as if sleeping.  Every few moments it would
twitch and jump.   I knew his semen was still dribbling from the end
of this slumbering beast.  I clenched with the remaining muscle in my
ruined sphincter, lovingly hugging my invader with my anal grip. 
Pulling with my whole body, milking him dry."
I saw her eyes close and she stopped breathing for a moment, and she
squeezed  her thighs together.  "Oh shit" she shuddered and doubled
over.  "Sorry, I have to..." she reached under her skirt, and I saw
her hand move, hidden from my view.  "Oh FUCK, yes..." she heaved for
a moment, and breathed heavily for a few minutes.

Finally she leaned back and pulled her hand out.  I saw her fingers
were wet and slick.  She brought them up to her lips and smelled her
own slick juice.  Then she paused and smiled, then reached across and
offered her 2 fingers to me.  I looked at her, not believing what she
was giving.  "It's only me, baby.  He hasn't fucked my cunt in days. 
This will be one of your only chances.

I moved my face to her two fingers.  There was a little string of cunt
drool between her 2 fingers.  I could smell that delicious cunt.  Her
fluid was clear and shiny, with no trace of his sperm, and only a hint
of the strong musk I smelled when she first returned, full and leaking
of his cum.  I had to taste it.  I opened my my mouth and sucked her
fingers.  It was a revelation, and I closed my eyes and enjoyed this
rare, possibly unique opportunity.

We sat there across from each other, and let the heat die down.  She
was wriggling her ass on the chair.  "That was a nice little cum, it
felt good.  I think a little leaked out."  She sat up and reached
under her skirt to her ass.  I saw that she was still wearing panties,
apparently to keep his cum in her.  She pulled her fingers back out,
there was something thick and white  on the tips.  I recognized it
from the parking lot.  "This stuff is not for you," and she put the
finger in her mouth and moaned.  "Mmmmm... God it's good.  It's still
a little messy back there."

"May I see?" I ventured.

"Sorry baby, it might scare you.  He did me twice, and I think the
second time he actually came more.  It leaked out all night, and I had
to sit on a towel to not stain the couch.  I have a sanitary pad in my
panties pushed back to collect the leakage from my butthole."  She
covered her mouth and her eyes got wide.  "It was so embarrassing when
Kirsten came home.  I have to tell you."

She wriggled like a girl and composed herself again.  "I had no idea
of the time, I was just laying on the floor when he slid his sweet
cock from my asshole.  I felt myself remain open, stretched too far to
return to normal.  It felt cool and open after his hot mass had been
in me for so long.  I still couldn't move, and just panted on the wet
pillow.  I heard him moan and roll onto his back and sigh.  I could
smell him again.  He didn't withdrawn from my ass between his cums
this session, and the aroma of his wet cock filled the room.

" I strained to roll over to him and lift my head onto his belly. 
Every muscle in my body throbbed.  His cock had never looked like
this.  It was so wet and covered with all our fluids.  I pushed down
onto the head of his cock, and began to work my tongue into his cum
hole.  I like to lick and suck out the last drops.  He was a little
startled, I think he was drained from so much cum leaving him.  I
didn't mind what I tasted on him, and I think I was cleaner than the
bitch he took last night.  There wasn't much blood, and I had taken
enemas until it was clean water coming out of me.  I loved that I took
it better and deeper than his other whore.   It is strange what you
taste there, different.  I know that my ass was producing it's own
lubrication for him, like my other fuckholes.  From my anus, it's a
little thicker and tastes more bitter.  But it mixed with his strong
semen well."

"I was willing to lick his cock totally clean to show my thanks, but
he told me to get towels for his cock and my ass.  I nearly collapsed
twice walking to the bathroom, as my guts found their old positions. 
I cleaned him gently, and saw how relaxed he was.  I realized that
this was the only way men like him could really fuck like they were
meant to, with ALL their beautiful Black Cock.  My cunt isn't deep
enough, and he has to work it in my womb, but in my ass, he can go all
the way.  I was so proud that I could give him this.  We were cuddling
on the couch, with the towel under my ass when Kirsten came home.

"I had not even noticed the time, but he had been pounding me for
hours, and we had been recovering for the rest of the time.  I heard
the door open and she came in.  She stopped and looked at us.  The
smell in the room must have stunned her because she was staring at us
looking for a cue as to what to do.  I was mostly naked with sweat
drying on me, and didn't know what to tell her.  Then Steve spoke up. 
He asked her if he had eaten.  She said no, and he told me to clean
up, and asked her to help him cook dinner.

"I was amazed at how natural it seemed, that she had walked into such
an overwhelming scene, and he just took control.  I went to the
bathroom and showered.  I cleaned myself, and was relieved to feel my
asshole starting to return to a normal size.  When I came out, he and
Kirsten were almost finished and I set the table and we sat down. 
Steve kept his hand on mine or on my thigh, and fed me from his fork a
few times while he asked Kirsten what she did today, where she went. 
She was feeling awkward, but answered, and started to relax after she
realized he wasn't judging her or interrogating her.  I felt so good
about everything.

"After dinner we went in to the living room t watch a movie that was
on TV.  Steve and I on the couch, and Kirsten in the chair beside us. 
Steve and I had changed before supper, but he was wearing his loose
jeans that his cock could be free in.  When we sat down, my hand went
automatically to it.  Most nights when she is here, he pulls my hand
away, but this time he didn't.  I know about her watching him fuck me,
and he knows, but did she know?  Was she aware that he left the door
open for her?  I guess he decided to answer.  He brought my head down
to he chest and undid his pants.  He brought his semi- erect cock up
to my lips, which I opened without thought or hesitation.  He kept his
eye on the movie, and put me in my usual position when he reads or
watches TV.  He doesn't want to cum at these times, and I am not
supposed to try and suck it out; I am simply worshipping.  I love it,
but I always did it alone.  And while I watched the movie, my mouth
wide open and stuffed full, my tongue caressing him, I could see her. 
She was watching along with us.  I don't know how long she was aware
that I was sucking him, but after a while I caught her sneaking
glances.  She was watching her mommy love his cock.

"I was calm like a baby with a pacifier, that's what it is to me.  And
I need it inside me somewhere.  She had watched me get fucked earlier
in the week.  Then saw me this morning, cleaning his cock in the hall.
 When she came home I looked like I had been raped by a prison gang. 
My ass open wide, hot cum and ass juice flowing out of me, and another
whore's shit still on my lips.  She knew what I was, so there was no
reason to hide it any longer.  I was his slut and slave.  And she was
a fuck slave's little girl.

"I am sure she wanted to diddle her furry cunt.  She jerked off to us
in the hall this week.  And she saw his cock, what it did to me, and
the smell of him must awaken her like it did to me.  Her cunt must
have been flowing like a river.  This was the first time she got a
good long look at it, not through a crack in the door, or in passing,
but out on the couch for most of the movie.

" I kept my mouth on his manhood for the whole film, and didn't take
it off when it ended and he turned the TV off.  Kirsten stood up and
looked at us, and looked nervous.  She was looking at us all night,
but now we were all looking at each other.  She turned to go and Steve
stopped her.  'Kiss your mother, Kirsty.'

She froze for a second, and then turned.  I still had my mouth around
his cock, but my tongue and lips weren't moving.  I was frozen, too.

"She took a step forward, hesitantly.  I felt his cock grow harder in
my mouth.   She took another few steps  and stood in front of us.  She
had to have seen it grow when she approached.  She leaned down to get
closer and I pulled my wet mouth from his cock, and raised my head up
to meet her.  There was a string from his cock to my lips stretching
with me.

"I was just a little mother-daughter kiss.  Completely innocent,
except what was in my mouth a moment ago.  Then she turned and almost
ran out of the room, and I went right back to his cock, where I
belonged.  He stayed rock hard, and came in my mouth about 45 minutes
later.  It was good."

She was done.  So was I.  She was getting ready to return to her
office, and hope that her absence wasn't to noticeable.  I had to deal
with the substantial amount of cum in my pants.  She smiled at my
predicament, but wasn't about to help.  Before she left, I had one
question that was bothering me.

" Amy?"

"Yes, Jason?"

"This may sound weird, but after hearing everything, I just have to
ask.  How big is he?  Steve.  How... well, how big is this dick?"

She giggled again, "You mean, like inches?"

"Well, ok.  Yes, in inches."

"I measured his cock for him one night early in the relationship.  You
know you have to measure a cock on the top side, looking down on it. 
That is the length that the girl is actually going to get.  He goes
into me 11 and ¾ inches.  And he is a hair under 9 inches around at
his cockhead.  A lot of guys measure the lower side of their dicks
down to their balls, but it isn't accurate.  Measured that way, Steve
is nearly 16 inches, but his balls are so heavy that they hang low, so
it isn't really right."  She turned around for me, and placed a finger
at the level of her asshole.  "If he was all the way in my ass here,
then he pushed all the way... Here."  Her other hand moved almost to
the middle of her back.  I tried to imagine something 9 inches around
inside of her petite frame.  Not just in there, but fucking in and out
relentlessly.  She turned around again and put her hands aross her
lower belly.  "If you imagine my uterus is only here," she
demonstrated, "you can see how hard it is for him to fuck me the way
he was meant to."  There clearly wasn't enough room.

"It's no wonder I take so much damage from his cock.  My pussy isn't
deep enough for him, and I can't imagine any other girls like me who
could.  But my desire, my instinct is to take him deeper, all the way.
 Taking their cocks in our asses is really our duty and obligation."

Every time she said "us" and "them"  I knew what she meant.  She was
talking about Black men and white girls.  She was talking about an
instinctive drive in her kind to receive this kind of brutal
penetration.  That is isn't Black men being violent, but that their
white bodies can't take so much cock without pain.  She had really
awakened to something primitive and demanding.  She didn't say it, but
I knew that this was a life that she was ready to bring her young
daughter into.



End of part 3

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