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Fuck Club
By Bill Smith
Chapter 4
Bill approached the gate of the Smith ranch and entered the security
code. The gate opened and he drove through. He checked his rear view
mirror to ensure that the gate had closed then proceeded down the
winding drive to his home.
There was a large parking area on the side of the house that was able
to hold twenty or twenty-five cars at a time. Sam Allen's slightly
beat up pickup truck was parked close to the house. One of the garage
doors was open and Greg, Amy and Josh, Sam's youngest son, were
leaning over the engine compartment of Greg's '65 Mustang.
Bill parked in the garage. He and Liz collected the milk jugs and
hopped out of the truck. Bill greeted the three teens, "Hey guys. Hi
Josh, how're you doing? Are you ready for tonight?"
"Totally ready, Uncle Bill. I'm doin' good. Just givin' Greg and Amy a
hand with the Mustang," the young black man replied. "Hey, Lizzie.
How're you doin', baby?"
"I'm having a fantastic day and it just got better. It's always great
to see you. What's going on tonight?" Liz queried as she approached
Josh. She kissed him sweetly.
"It's a surprise, but you'll like it," Josh said conspiratorially.
"Be that way," Liz feigned anger and headed into the house to put the
milk in the fridge.
"Have fun, guys," Bill said and followed his black loving daughter.
After they stored the milk in the huge fridge Liz said, "I think I'll
go and help Greg too."
"I didn't realize that you were interested in working on cars. Do you
even know which tool is which in case you have to hand somebody
something?" Bill asked.
"Maybe I can learn. Besides, I'm more interested in Josh's tool," Liz
said as she headed back toward the garage. She took off her little
crop top and tossed it in the laundry basket on her way.
Bill wanted to check on Dan's progress with the BlackRuled wedding
video and headed toward the video-editing studio. As he passed through
the house he saw his loving wife entertaining Josh's Dad in the family
room. "Hi, Sam. Nice to see you. How's it going? Jan treating you
right?" Bill asked.
Sam looked up. "Jan always treats me right, buddy," he replied and
looked back down between his legs. The lovely, dark haired woman was
busy making oral love to Sam's big dick.
She was a beautiful woman but she never looked better than when she
was naked and having sex. She loved Bill and the children more than
anything else in the world but sex was a very close second. She needed
black men and Bill approved of her desires. They both appreciated the
knowledge that black cock was her special kink. Seeing the contrast of
her fair skin against a black man turned them both on immensely and
watching thick black johnsons penetrate her slender body was the
ultimate rush. Nothing in this world was more erotic to Bill than
seeing his precious wife share the body that he knew was his with
another man, or men. The icing on the cake was when the men she was
sharing her treasures with were hung and black. There was something
very special about seeing a huge black cock pleasuring his wife. At
Fuck Club he often chose to sit by and watch her being fucked
senseless. He loved her completely and he knew in his heart that she
loved him. Neither had a jealous bone in their body and had raised
their children the same way.
Jan looked up at her husband, winked at him and then returned her full
attention to Sam's 14-inch cock. "Yes, she's one of the best hostesses
I know," Bill said, agreeing with Sam. "Have fun." Bill headed for the
studio.
***
Bill entered the largish editing room and saw Sandy sitting with Dan.
They were watching the computer screen intently and turned as the door
opened. "How's it going, you guys?" Bill asked.
"Great timing, Dad. I just finished the final edit and saved the
file," Dan responded. "Sandy asked if she could help so I said I'd
give her some lessons."
"Always glad to have another editor in the family. What did you think
of the ceremony?" Bill inquired.
They both shook their heads. "On the one hand, that was one of the
weirdest, most pathetic things I've ever seen," Sandy said. "On the
other, it was one of the hottest things I've ever seen too." Dan
nodded his complete agreement. "My shorts are soaked," Sandy finished.
"I agree, Dad. Weird and hot. I was just getting ready to help Sandy
out of her wet shorts when you showed up." Dan said.
"I know they aren't members of Fuck Club. Who are they?" Sandy asked.
"Friends of Reverend Jim's cousin in San Francisco. Why don't we watch
the final product then we can have some fun," Bill proposed. He
noticed that one of the monitors in the room was currently displaying
the family room and a second was displaying the garage. The horny pair
was keeping an eye on the rest of the family.
"Okay, pull up a chair. I guess that hot little pussy is going to have
to wait a few minutes, Sandy. Here goes," Dan said.
The computer began to run the file. The screen blacked out and the
title faded in. 'BlackRuled Wedding: A Cuckold's Fantasy Fulfilled'.
"Good title, son. I like it," Bill said.
***
The title faded out and a stage appeared. A large X shaped cross on a
roll around platform stood on the left of the stage. A stool and table
with a large metal bowl and some surgical instruments sat immediately
next to the cross and towards the rear of the stage. A large stuffed
chair was positioned in the center of the stage and farther towards
the back. Behind the chair, on a tall stand, was a video monitor. A
lectern was positioned on the right of the stage. Several people were
seated in chairs a few feet away from the stage.
A nude white man entered and stood in front of the cross facing the
audience. He was scrawny and looked very nervous. His penis was very
small.
A huge black man wearing a black hood entered and stood behind the
lectern. He was dressed in a clerical collar and Bill explained that
it was Reverend Jim. Both Dan and Sandy had guessed as much.
A second very large black man entered next. He was also nude and was
both powerfully built and very well hung. Sandy thought that he was
almost as big as Uncle Jim. He sat in the large chair.
After a few seconds an organ began to play the wedding march and a
tall, fair skinned white woman with long dark hair approached the
stage from behind the audience. She wore a white veil, a white
bustier, a white lace garter belt and stockings, and white high heeled
shoes. She was carrying a bouquet.
All eyes were on the bride as she stood in front of the nude black
man. She knelt, kissed his feet and stood back up. The preacher spoke.
"We are gathered here today to join this man..." he indicated the nude
white man, "and this woman in holy matrimony. If anyone here present
can think of any reason why this marriage should not take place, speak
now or forever hold your peace." The preacher paused. "Scott, your
presence here is completely voluntary, correct?"
"Yes," he whispered, shaking.
"And you are aware of what you have volunteered to do?" the preacher
inquired.
"Yes," Scott answered.
The preacher shifted his attention, "Melissa, are you here of your own
free will?"
"Yes," she replied.
The preacher shifted his attention yet again, "Tyrone, do you give
your permission for this white slut, your slave, to marry this white
wimp?"
"Yeah, I want the bitch to marry the lil' white boy," Tyrone
responded.
"Scott and Melissa, please take your places," the preacher instructed.
Scott stood with his back to the cross. He put his right foot on the
right pad and a leg clamp closed. He put his left foot on the left pad
and a second leg clamp closed. He leaned back against the cross,
stretched up his left hand and released a third spring, which clamped
his left arm.
"Stop," the preacher commanded. "Scott, this is your final opportunity
to back out. Once you put your right arm into the restraint you cannot
release yourself and the wedding will proceed no matter what!"
Scott gulped, faced Melissa and said, "I love you."
"I know," she replied, never taking her eyes off of Tyrone's huge
organ.
Scott gulped again and put his right arm into the final restraint. He
was now secured to the cross. Tyrone slouched a little in his chair
then Melissa knelt between his legs and began to suck him. She needed
to make his fat cock hard. She hadn't had his black monster in her
pussy in a week in preparation for the wedding. Tyrone didn't need
much coaxing since he hadn't had sex is several days either. After a
few short minutes Tyrone's cock was rock hard and covered with
Melissa's saliva. She straddled her master facing the audience,
reached down, grabbed his cock and began to slide her needy cunt onto
his black fuck pole. Tattooed just above her completely shaved snatch
were the words "Black Only."
A hooded woman stepped onto the stage and approached the groom on his
cross. She reached behind the cross, released a latch and tilted the
well-balanced device back so that Scott was at a forty-five degree
angle to the ground. The woman positioned the stool between Scott's
spread legs and adjusted the table to allow her access to the surgical
instruments. She lathered his scrotum and began shaving his balls. Dan
and Sandy had supposed, correctly, that this was Doctor Jill, a local
doctor and member of Fuck Club.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we will now view the videotaped vows that Scott
and Melissa have written for themselves," the preacher announced.
Scott's sweating face appeared on the monitor and he nervously began
to read from a prepared text. "Melissa, I love you more than anything
else in the whole world. I know that you worship your superior black
master, Tyrone, and that neither you nor he will ever, ever permit any
white sperm to come anywhere near you. We've 'dated' for two years now
and all I've ever done is love you and clean you up after Tyrone and
his friends had finished with you. I worship you the way you worship
him and I pledge to happily serve you and he in all ways forever. When
you accepted my proposal you made several conditions. I accept them
all so that we can be married and you can be my wife. I do this of my
own volition and state so in front of these witnesses."
The camera pulled back and showed the faces of three black men and
three white women. They were all nodding their approval and smiling.
Tyrone and Melissa stood behind them, grinning from ear to ear.
Scott moved from in front of the witnesses to behind Tyrone and
Melissa took his place. She began to read her vows. "Scott, you know I
like you and all but it is a known fact that all black men are
superior to all white men. Tyrone is especially superior and gives me
everything I need from a real man. I've never hidden how I feel about
black men and cannot, and will not, change. Also, you know that I've
joined the BlackRule party and have sworn permanent allegiance to it.
Therefore, since you've agreed to the conditions, I will marry you. I
swear to love, honor and obey Tyrone in all things. I will only be
with him and with anyone he tells me to. I will bear any children that
he wishes to give me and I will bear the children of anyone else he
tells me to. I will give anything of ours to him that he asks for,
including money. You will baby-sit all of my children when you are not
at work. In exchange, you may be permitted to clean Tyrone and I after
our lovemaking sessions. I do this of my own volition and state so in
front of these witnesses."
Melissa had been riding Tyrone's huge black meat while the tape
played. She was clearly enjoying herself and giggled at Scott's
discomfort. The preacher spoke, "As Scott and Melissa have each
consented to marry the other, we will proceed. This is an especially
solemn and special ceremony. It has been timed to take advantage of
Melissa's present fertility. Melissa's wishes are to be married,
inseminated and have Scott castrated, without anesthesia, at exactly
the same time. Scott knows that unless he agreed to these conditions
that Melissa would not marry him and, as you have all seen, he has
agreed. We will allow Melissa and Tyrone to approach their peak."
The beautiful Melissa rode Tyrone hard and he slammed his meat into
her ripe pussy with abandon. The hooded woman had finished shaving
Scott's balls and coated his scrotum with betadine to prevent
infection. She picked up a sharp scalpel and waited for her cue.
Several minutes passed as Melissa demonstrated her love for her black
master to the audience then Tyrone reached up, grabbed a handful of
her long hair and pulled her back. She leaned toward him and braced
herself on the back of the chair. Tyrone reached up, grabbed her
nipples and pinched hard.
"Oh thank you master. Thank you. Oh God, uh, uh, uh, uh, mmmmmmmmm,"
Melissa moaned.
"Git on wit it, preacher," Tyrone grunted.
"Proceed, doctor," the preacher intoned. She placed the metal bowl on
the floor beneath his testes then held the scalpel against Scott's
ball sac and looked up at him. He was looking down at the sharp
instrument, his face full of fear. She focused on her work and made
the necessary incision. Scott squealed loudly then began to scream
shrilly. His cries magnified the pleasure that Melissa was
experiencing and she began to cum on Tyrone's massive meat.
"Do you, Melissa, take Scott to be your lawfully wedded husband and do
you promise to obey your master Tyrone in all things?" the preacher
inquired.
The hooded woman squeezed the first of Scott's testicles out of his
scrotum, tied off the cord and cut it. It made a loud plunking sound
as it hit the metal bowl.
"AAAAUUUUGGGGHHHH, OMYGOD, OMYGOD, OMYGOD, OMYGOD, I... AAAAHHHH,
DO... AAAAHHHH!" Melissa managed as she orgasmed uncontrollably.
The preacher continued, "Do you, Scott, take Melissa to be your
lawfully wedded wife and do you promise to obey her and Tyrone in all
things?"
"OWWWWWWWW," Scott screamed, "I DO, AAAAAAAAAH," he choked out and
began crying.
The hooded woman extracted Scott's other testicle from his scrotum,
tied off the cord and cut it. Everyone heard the second plunk as Scott
became Melissa's eunuch. Melissa planned to have his testicles bronzed
and made into a pair of earrings.
"Then by the authority vested in me, I pronounce you 'man' and wife,"
the preacher stated. He addressed Tyrone, "You may inseminate the
bride."
With that, Tyrone's bloated balls began to empty their contents into
Melissa's fertile womb. "OH YEAH," he exclaimed as he impregnated his
slave, "OH FUCK YEAH." He continued pumping his potent black sperm
into Melissa then slowed and finally stopped. Melissa lay back onto
her master's dark brown chest and closed her eyes. "Congratulations,"
the preacher finished and left the stage.
Scott alternately blubbered and whimpered as the hooded woman stitched
the incision in his now empty sac. When she was done, she picked the
bowl up, placed in on the table and moved her stool from in front of
Scott's cross. She tilted the cross back to its original, almost
vertical, position and stepped around behind it to release the arm and
leg clamps holding the crying wimp in place. After she released him,
she left the stage. He dismounted the cross somewhat unsteadily and
moved toward the chair where his bride and her lover were relaxing.
Melissa opened her beautiful eyes and said, "Scott, Tyrone and I
decided that your first official act as my husband should be to clean
Tyrone's cock. I don't want you to clean me up for a little while.
It's really important to make sure his superior seed gets as much of a
chance to do it's job as we can manage, don't you agree?"
"Yes dear," Scott replied. With that, Melissa climbed off of Tyrone's
black dick so that Scott could begin his married life. He knelt
between the black man's powerful thighs and began licking and slurping
the mixture of cum and cunt juice from Tyrone's massive pole. A woman
in the audience giggled when she saw Scott's empty scrotum. When he
was nearly through, Tyrone raised his legs to give Scott access to his
back hole. Scott dutifully licked the black stud's musky crack and
worked his tongue past Tyrone's sphincter.
"Good job, boy," Tyrone pronounced. Scott stood up and moved to behind
the chair. Tyrone then stood and put his arm around Melissa's waist.
She had watched her husband clean her lover's nether regions with a
huge smile on her face.
"Ladies and Gentlemen," Melissa began, "please meet us back at the
house for the reception and orgy. Scott will be performing cleanup
duties for everyone for the whole evening." It was impossible to miss
the slimy cum that had begun to flow down the insides of her thighs.
The monitor faded to black.
***
"Great job, son," Bill said. "You did a real professional job. I
couldn't be prouder of your work."
"Thanks Dad," Dan replied, smiling.
"We'll put this on tape so that Reverend Jim can get it to Tyrone and
the happy couple," his father concluded. Bill looked at the monitor
that showed Jan and Sam. She was still sucking his big cock but it
didn't look like he was going to last a lot longer. The monitor of the
garage showed that the four teens were taking a break from their auto
maintenance. "You still all hot and bothered, Sandy?" he asked.
"Hell yeah. If you guys don't give me some lovin' I'm going to go see
Uncle Sam," the horny teen responded.
"Well he looks a little occupied so let's see what we can do, Okay
Dan," Bill said.
"Sure Dad, what's the plan?" Dan asked.
***
"So you think it's the distributor," Greg was saying.
"Yeah, if you look at it just right you can see the crack. You need a
new one," Josh said.
"Yup. I guess I'll have to call into town to see if they have one or
order it if they don't. 'Spose that's all the auto mechanic work we'll
be doing for today," Greg concluded.
"So you guys are done," the topless Liz asked.
"Well, we're done with the car. But we haven't even started with the
two of you yet," Josh replied, pointing to Liz and her equally topless
stepsister.
The four teens went to the sink to wash the grease from their hands
and arms. They dried off with towels and Amy began to remove her tight
shorts with Liz following her lead. Greg slid his spandex pants off
exposing his thick cock and muscular ass. Josh was clearly at a
disadvantage since he had to remove not only his shorts but his muscle
shirt as well. Amy approached Greg and slid her hands up his huge arms
and down his chest while he caressed her young, firm ass. Liz had
wrapped her arms around Josh's neck and was kissing him passionately.
"Let's go around back," Amy suggested, "I like doin' it outside." The
other three teens agreed and walked out of the open garage door and
towards the rear of the house. The four kids, nude except for shoes,
approached some comfortable lawn furniture. Greg sat Amy down in a
straight chair and draped her legs over its arms. He knelt between her
lean thighs and prepared to enjoy some of her tasty slit.
"An afternoon snack sounds like a good idea," Josh said and sat Liz in
another chair beside Amy. Both boys began to lick the nearly hairless
pussies of their partners. Liz took Amy's hand in hers, their eyes met
and they both smiled. They were planning on enjoying having their hot
little pussies and sensitive clits orally serviced by the young men.
Greg licked around the outside of Amy's hot cunt then up and down the
length of her slit. She closed her eyes and relaxed into the cushioned
chair. He slid his tongue past the entrance of her hole and swirled it
around inside of her. He licked down toward her cute, tight asshole
and began to lick around the orifice. He again stuck his tongue out
and worked hard to penetrate her backside. She relaxed her anal ring
to allow him access and his rigid tongue slid inside. He enjoyed
rimming his lovers and, since Amy was special to him, he especially
enjoyed eating her ass. After a few minutes he returned his attention
to her pussy and began to suck on her rock hard clit.
In the meantime, Josh had begun pleasuring Liz' hot cunt by flicking
his tongue across her clit then he sucked it like it was a little
cock. The horny teen squirmed in the chair and rewarded Josh as her
cunt juice began to flow. He gave her a break from his incessant
clitoral stimulation and proceeded to lap up the tangy fluid as it
leaked from her slit. He slicked up the middle finger of his right
hand in her lubricant and slid it into her cunt, hunting for the G
spot. His finger slid past her pelvic bone and he followed the walls
of her vagina upward toward her inner love bump. He returned his lips
to her clit and rubbed her G spot slowly at first, then picking up
speed.
"That's good, Greg. Ooh yeah. Suck my clit, make me cum you big
pricked stud," Amy urged. "Oh fuck yeah. Oh fuck yeah. Ohhhhhhh fuck,"
she squealed as she approached her peak. He'd buried three fingers in
her hot cunt and was pumping her hole and sucking her clit
relentlessly. He was rewarded as his little stepsister squealed in
orgasm. "Ooooohhhhh shiiiiiit Greg, ahhhhhhhhh." Greg had been sitting
on his haunches while orally pleasuring the young slut. Without giving
her any time to recover, he knelt upright, rubbed his cock around her
fuck hole and began to slide his thick member into his best girl.
"Ooooohh yesssss," she responded, "gimme that big dick."
Liz stroked the top of Josh's head as the black teen worked her pussy
over with his finger and mouth. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum Josh. Make me
cum with your mouth then fuck me with that huge black cock," she
moaned. True to her word she began her orgasm. "Oooohhhh godddd
babyyyy, oh god, aaaaaaaahhhh." Josh sucked Liz' hard clit viciously
while massaging her G spot. Liz' girl cum began to spew from her cunt,
onto Josh's chin, down his black chest and finally down his thighs and
his big cock. Like Greg, he had been sitting on his haunches while
eating the girl's tasty pussy. As Liz slid down from her orgasmic peak
Josh knelt upright to line up his ebony meat with her hungry cunt. Liz
looked at her lover's crotch as Josh, cock in hand, prepared to skewer
her.
"You ready, baby?" Josh asked.
"Mmmm, fuck me, Josh. Fuck me hard," Liz replied.
***
"Get ready to swallow my load, slut," Sam bellowed to Jan as she
worked his big cock and balls. For the past few minutes she'd sucked
the first five or six inches of his black cock while pumping the
remainder of the shaft with her right hand and tugging gently on his
ball sac with her left. She really wanted to swallow his thick cum and
was doing everything she could to coax his jism into her mouth. As
much as she loved to deep throat a big dick, she didn't like it when
they came down her throat. She loved the taste of hot man jam and felt
cheated when they shot off directly into her gullet. "Gonna cum baby,
gonna cum," he threatened, "Aaaaaahhhhhh." His black balls began to
spasm and pump their contents into Jan's hungry, waiting mouth. He
filled her mouth and she swallowed his thick cum. He filled, she
swallowed. She slowed her pumping hand and sucking mouth as his orgasm
finished. Jan stood, straddled her black stud and began to squat onto
his massive fuck pole.
"Have I ever told you how much I appreciate the fact that you don't
get soft after the first or second time you cum?" Jan asked.
"Every fuckin' time slut, every fuckin' time. Does that wet little
white pussy need some black lovin'?" Sam asked unnecessarily.
"My little white pussy always needs hard black lovin', Daddy," Jan
replied truthfully as she slid onto Sam's big cock. He reached up and
massaged her sensitive breasts as she began to ride him. He rolled her
nipples in his thick black fingers. "Mmmmm, that feels good, Daddy.
Speaking of Daddies, I was going to talk to Tamara to see if she'd
mind if I got you to knock me up. I hope she doesn't. But if you're
out of the question, maybe Jim, John, Jared or even Josh would help me
out."
"Any of those black motherfuckers would take a shot at it but I'd like
to do the honors, if you don't mind. You can call Tamara in a little
while or talk to her tonight, but she won't mind. She's totally on
board with the program. But she's probably still pretty busy right
now. She was sandwiched in between John and Jared when me and Josh
decided to pay you a little visit," Sam explained.
"Lucky girl," Jan said. She smiled and recalled how often she'd been
the white filling in an oreo fuck. Except for Bill and her stepsons,
she'd probably been fucked ten times more often by black men than
white. She'd gotten jungle fever at an early age but had been
handicapped by social pressure. As she pleasured herself on Sam's big
dick, she was glad that society was no longer an issue. "I hope she
doesn't mind. I've decided to have two or three more babies. I'll
breed one or two half black babies for the cause and the last will be
Bill's. How would you like to be fucking your own daughter in a few
years just like Tamara's fucking her own sons?"
"Tight pussy is tight pussy. I wouldn't be surprised if Tamara doesn't
decide to have some more little black babies. There are so many more
whites than blacks in this country and we're going to need full black
men for a long time," Sam responded.
"You're right. We need to either get more black breeding partners into
Fuck Club or work the black women that we have overtime. Someday the
whole human race will be the same color as Jim and Connie's kids. But
as long as there are white girls, we're gonna need black boys to breed
them," Jan said.
"Well then, let's get started," Sam said as he stood up and reversed
their positions. His huge frame all but covered the much smaller white
woman as he began pounding her greedy pussy savagely.