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Pregging Kysa's Mom and Her Daughter
by Kysa Braswell

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LeRoy was my lover, but I never thought he'd be the father of my child. 
Yet the baby that now lay nestled on my breast suckling mother's milk at 
my nipple was the dark, beautiful seed of LeRoy's awesome black loins. 
Sweet mercy! The thought still sent quivers of ecstasy racing through 
me. I still couldn't believe this had happened. When we had first met, 
LeRoy had told me that he didn't want any children. I assumed he'd had 
himself taken care of so that wouldn't be a possibility. Being over 50 
and probably in the change, I wasn't all that worried about my own 
fertility either. Surely I couldn't still conceive. I was still having 
periods, but they were irregular. I suppose deep inside I knew it was 
possible I could conceive. Perhaps, deep inside, that's what I wanted, 
to have LeRoy's potent dark seed buried deep within my white woman womb, 
mating with my eggs and letting me create the ultimate gift to my black 
lover. Maybe that's why I'd let him fuck me, relentlessly, over and over 
again, without being sure of protection, pouring his thick white milk 
into me, filling me over and over with his fertile sperm. Though he said 
he didn't want children, he often, when we were making love, told me 
he'd make me into his white breeding whore. "You're my bitch, white 
slut, I'm gonna knock your white pussy up with my black seed so many 
times, your gonna get fucked up for sure, gonna make your belly swell, 
white girl, and you're gonna make my black baby, and everyone's gonna 
know what a white whore you are for dirty black man fucking. You are my 
white bitch in heat, Rita, your womb is for my for breeding my heir. Now 
bend your sweet white ass over here to me and do what the hell I say! 
Give me a baby, white bitch!" Fuck, how I loved it when he talked to me 
like that and when he fucked me hard and brutal, reaming my poor pussy 
till I was sore, making me know who owned me, and who could make my cunt 
know the total ecstasy no other man ever had.

LeRoy had already knocked up my daughter, Kysa. And at 16, she had his 
baby. She cried and cried because he forced me to bring her to him, and 
when he breeded with her, it was her first man, and LeRoy's cock was far 
too big for any virgin. But LeRoy kept breaking her in, gently, but the 
pressure from the girth of his large cock just split her labia, and made 
her sore for weeks. But it had made no difference to that nigger, since 
his satisfaction was all that mattered to him. Her belly swelled, and 
her breasts went from A-cups to heavy C-cups seemingly overnight. She 
had the baby two months ago, and since then LeRoy has been fucking her 
best friends, breaking them in to being blacked and pregged. It seems 
ashamed. But white girls will never get enough of a hung nigger like 
LeRoy. And all the young white girls seem taken with him, ever willing 
to lay down and spread their white thighs for his big black cock, even 
if they know they're likely to get pregnant.

LeRoy seemed pleased when I told him I carried his black bastard baby. 
It was, from what I knew, the 7th child he'd fathered among white girls 
around the county. I wondered if he'd marry me, give his son his name, 
and make me his wife. He watched my belly swell with his seed, my 
breasts get full in preparation for nourishment, and sometimes, he'd 
slowly undress me till I stood naked in front of him, my swollen belly 
rising towards him, and he'd kneel in front of me, and caress and kiss 
the belly he had so distended with his fucking black seed, till the 
breath was gone out of me. God, I loved how he loved me! LeRoy fucked me 
relentlessly throughout the pregnacy. He said my white whore pussy was 
still his for him to find his fucking satisfaction in, and I'd just have 
to endure what had to be done for his pleasure. He said he was sorry if 
I was uncomfortable, but that's what white girl's who whored after black 
meat had to understand, that they were just pieces of white flesh for 
black man pleasure and pleasing him was my job, and that's what my body 
my white cunt was for, even if it was big with black baby seed. He said 
white girl's had to learn to pay for the kind of ultimate nigger fucking 
orgasms black men could give them. I loved it that he still wanted me, 
and that my physical body changes didn't alter the erotic intensity of 
his desire for me. 

His long, thick cock was perfect for fucking his pregnant whore. When my 
belly grew so big with LeRoy's baby, during the last weeks, many fucking 
positions became difficult if not impossible. But with so much length, 
LeRoy accessed and fucked my pregnant hole till the very last day. The 
best position was laying on my side, with LeRoy on his side behind me, 
or kneeling at my ass. His long, dark piece of hard man meat would still 
slide easily and tightly inside of me, and though he'd be gentle and 
good to me, he still fucked me hard, driving in, pumping me in and out, 
ripping at the walls of my vagina, till the sweet juice sprang from it's 
deep wells inside of me, making me slippery and wet. Till his awesome 
stick was soaking with my juice, slopping in and out of me, splattering 
the wetness of our passion all over our thighs and dripping into wet 
puddles under us, as a salute to LeRoy's powerful strokes and stamina. 
How I loved feeling his strong, dark hands stroking and caressing my 
swollen belly as he fucked me so hard. God, how he made me cum, till all 
I could feel was the sweet delight of orgasm washing over my whole body 
and culminating in grand concert in my poor tight, pregnant white pussy 
chambers. And then he would dump his load in me, again and again, as if 
he could make me pregnant again before this baby was even born. And I 
would love the awesome sounds he made when he came, and how he came and 
came on and on, shit, I couldn't ever get enough of him cumming. I loved 
his orgasm as much as my own. I could feel the magnificient strength of 
his cock pushing against the opening to my womb, making me feel stuffed 
to the limits, as his cock nudged, proded, and caressed his son inside 
of me. 

Sweet mercy, I would never forget watching the baby be born in the 
delivery room mirror. LeRoy held my hand as we watched it's dark head 
crowning against the ulimately stretched lips of my white pussy. I 
grunted and pushed so hard, till it's little dark shoulders pushed out 
and LeRoy's baby boy slipped out. It was when they placed his beautiful 
little ebony body in my white arms, that LeRoy leaned over and whispered 
in my ear, "Rita, you are my white whoring breeding slut, you know that 
don't you? Just a piece of white trash girl whoring for black nigger 
flesh! This is what happens to white girls who submit to black buck 
fucking, Rita. And everybody's gonna know you been sleeping with a black 
slave coon boy!!" And he smiled at me and kissed me deep and long right 
there in front of everyone! God, how I loved him and I didn't care that 
everyone was going to be buzzing about Rita's black baby!

My black baby still suckled sleepily at my breast. I found myself so 
warm and comfortable, in all the sweet memories. And in looking forward 
..... our six weeks after birth were up, surely one day soon I'd feel 
the tight slide of my black master's awesome piece of loved hard cock 
being buried inside of me again any day now. My eyeslids drooped and I 
feel asleep. The next thing I remembered was LeRoy coming in quietly and 
lifting our sleeping baby from my breast, leaving me naked and exposed 
and placing him softly in the basket. I dozed back to sleep, but found 
myself wakened again as I felt LeRoy's hands caress my naked white 
breast, enlarged and swollen with mother's milk, his fingers pressing on 
my nipples, making the white milk drip out. Then, oh sweet mercy, I saw 
LeRoy's dark head lower to my breast, and dear god, he licked my tits, 
flicking my nipple with his tongue, and then, oh fuck, I felt him 
suckling at my tit and my sweet, warm milk flowed into his mouth! It was 
so damn erotic to have my lover sucking at my nursing breasts, it set my 
pussy on fire and soaked my warm dark passage. 

God, how I ached to have him inside me. LeRoy must have sensed my 
desire. He lifted me, place me on my back on the bed. Pulled my clothing 
off. Then he stood up and I watched as he slipped off his shirt and 
opened his slacks. His awesome cock was swollen inside his shorts, fuck 
he was so beautiful. It sprang out, hard, heavy, erect as he dropped his 
shorts. LeRoy knelt between my thighs, his darkness so beautiful against 
my ivory skin. He was so gentle yet so powerful, respecting that my 
pussy was only newly healed from the stretching and tearing of bearing 
the fine product of his potent seed. My pussy was slick and hot and wet 
in anticipation of the feel of my black buck's awesome stiff pole inside 
of me, my blood was hot in lust for him, my cunt was throbbing and 
begging for his thrust. "God, LeRoy, please, please, oh, fuck, please, 
dark man, baby, fuck me, sweet mercy, don't make me wait. Be my black 
slave boy, do what I tell you, damnit! LeRoy, fuck me now, you black 
coon bastard!!" LeRoy laughed as he teased the opening of my tunnel with 
his dark awesome tool. I pushed my cunt forward trying to slide onto 
him, but he only pulled back and laughed at my frustration. "So, Rita, 
even after all that, being knocked up by my potent black seed, you still 
are a whoring white bitch for black buck fucking, aren't you. For shame, 
Rita!!! You're such a piece of white trash, wanting black fucking the 
way you do. You should be stoned in the city square, you little white 
slut!!"

"Shut the fuck up, LeRoy!" I whispered back. "You get busy and do what 
black nigger boys are supposed to do to their white mistress girl, or 
I'll have you flogged till you remember your respect!"

"Respect! Oh Rita, you're gonna know what respect is before I'm finished 
with you today. Now white girl, time you learned your lessons again! Get 
down here in front of me. You've been missing your daily black buck 
worship ritual here lately. Get to worshiping, you white bitch in heat. 
Take care of this aching piece of man flesh right now!! Be obedient, 
white slut, do what I tell you!" 

About that time, Kysa walked in the room, and gushed a surprised "OH!" 
when she saw what was happening. "Hey, babe, you like the way your mama 
looks sucking nigger dick? If you stay a while, I'll let you feed off 
it, too." "Yes, sir" she answered. "You goddamned white bitches amaze 
me. Can't get enough of this ol' nigger cock, eh? Well, I'll tell you 
what, I promise I'll make you both pregnant two more times, and Kysa, 
maybe 5 or 6 more times by the time I'm through with your pristine 
little ass. Goddamned white sluts. The only thing you're good for is 
sucking and making black babies!"

I felt the smart slap of LeRoy's hard black weapon across my cheeks and 
I opened my mouth obediently to take in my black lover's incredible 
shaft. His sweet precum oozed into my mouth, my pussy juices dripped 
down my thigh. I licked and sucked, stroked and fondled my black buck 
meat, god, how beautiful he was, how I loved his wicked nastiness. And 
now, even after the baby, he was still as evil as ever! I slide my head 
through LeRoy's legs, and opening his ass crack with my hands, I laid my 
warm, wet tongue on his tight ass hole. Fuck, how I loved this man's 
ass. He was a god!! I felt LeRoy raise me up. He looked over at Kysa and 
said, "Show me your pretty ass, white girl! Bend over for me, get your 
slutty ass ready for LeRoy, Kysa. This hard black cock is coming home to 
make another baby in your womb!" 

 

PART II

I stepped dripping out of the bath and glanced at the nakedness of my 
smooth ivory body in the full length mirror in front of me. I'd been 
proud of keeping my body in good shape over the years. I'd kept active, 
and I had watched what I ate. But as I turned to the side and looked at 
my profile, the trim, slim lines were gone. My six-month pregnant belly 
was obviously swollen now and becoming more distended daily. My normally 
small breasts had enlarged to twice their usual fullness as nature 
prepared and filled them with milk for the suckling to come. I was well 
passed the point of being able to to disguise my situation with baggy 
and loose fitting clothing. My hands slid softly down across my 
protuding belly. Inspite of everything, I knew I loved the little dark 
body growing inside of me, even though it was the result of a black 
man's vicious violence. 

Still shame swept over me as remembered the looks I was receiving from 
friends and acquaintances in the community. Even though no one had yet 
confronted me with the situation, the questions were on everyone's faces 
everytime they looked at me. Everyone knew I was a widow and unmarried. 
Behavior that would result in pregnacy out of wedlock was totally 
unacceptable in my circles. And at my age? People had to be thinking, 
"She has to be on the verge of menopause, what can she possibly be 
thinking to have let such a thing happen?" And who would understand and 
believe my impossible explanation, abduction, kidnapping, rape, 
protecting my sweet Kysa from the ravages of a beastly black bastard who 
was half crazed. And when the baby was born, and people saw it was the 
spawn of black seed, my shame would be multiplied by thousands. So many 
taboos had been broken here. If only I could move, run away, to where no 
one knew me. But I was in no position to make such a change. 

My face flushed deeply as my body shape reflecting in the mirror 
reminded me once again of my impossible predicament. Even now I 
sometimes questioned my decision months ago not to abort the baby forced 
on me by the black bastard who tormented me still in order to keep him 
away from my daughter. He need never to have known the violent and 
forced spilling of his black seed over and over into my still fertile 
womb had impregnated me. I could have had the abortion and he could be 
wondering even now about his own ability to sire children, instead of 
gloating over the fact that he had made me pregnant in one fucking rape. 
But I could not bring myself to abortion. Damn, the black nigger beast. 

I had made excuses not to have any of my children come home for visits 
since my situation had become obvious. I was glad none of them yet knew, 
but was filled with apprehension knowing it would all come out soon. 
What would they think of me. Especially Kysa who did not know I had 
conceived under the thrust of the black devil. I felt the old rage well 
up in me right now as I thought of you and what you had done to us that 
day. 

She had left for school shortly after witnessing the first rape in the 
cabin. She said she could understand all of what had happened, my 
stepping forward to agree to let you take me to protect her. All of it 
she had accepted, until you had broken through my defenses and with that 
evil black fuck stick of yours, you had overcome my rage and valiant 
struggle, ravaging my pussy walls with such skill, size and pure 
thrusting raw savage power, that in spite of all I could do, my physical 
reponses overtook me, thrusting me into pure and total orgasm beyond my 
will to deny. I had held out against you so long, biting my lip till it 
bled, driving my nails into your back and the palms of my own hands in 
an effort to ignore the passion senses that were rising beyond my 
control. But I was getting so tired now. I had never known a man could 
be so endless in his asault as this black nigger beast was being to me 
now. I had never known of such power and stamina. I began to realize you 
could fuck me as long as necessary to illicit the response you wanted, 
and what you wanted was me giving myself to you, yielding to the force 
of your magnificient black weapon and body. 

Exhaution was overtaking me, I knew I could not hold out against you 
much longer. The moment that thought crossed my mind, I knew I was lost. 
It was then that I had felt the juices start to squirt, felt them being 
squeezed out with every deep animal thrust of your thick manstuff, and 
running down my ass and squirting onto my smooth white thighs, now laid 
wide open to your black aggression, and to my shame, willingly so. You 
sensed it immediately, foul, black beast that you are. I could tell by 
the evil smile that crossed your lips that you felt the gush of my 
juices cumming and the tension go out of my legs. And then you said, 
"Damn!! Finally, the little white slut bitch gives in!!" It had never 
taken you so long to bring a woman to your bidding, but neither had it 
ever felt so good to you as when you knew you had finally bent me to 
your fuckin will. I had felt my hips rise to you, and then, to my shame, 
I felt my hands reach down and wrap around the part of your cock I was 
not deep enough to take, and then, horrors, I heard the woman sounds 
from deep in my belly rise, changing into screams of ecstasy as you 
brought me to the edge of mulitiple orgasms of such intensity over and 
over again that I could do nothing but give myself over to them and to 
you totally and wholly.

I thought it would be over soon, that you would not be able to contain 
your load, that you would shoot and be done with me. But you seemed to 
be able to hold your black load forever, forcing me into orgasm over and 
over, for hours it seemed, while Kysa sat below, disgusted and wondering 
over her mother's obvious ecstasy over what was supposed to be a rape. 
Not only that, you had forced your huge cock meat through my lips and, 
in my weakened state, I had eagerly sucked your knob into my warm mouth 
and licked and tongued your cock as if it were my last meal. And then, 
to my shame, you had squatted over my face, commanding me to suck and 
finger your asshole, and I had complied with eagerness. It seemed that 
in the end, on that horrible afternoon, I had been reduced to nothing 
more that a white girl slave for you, an ivory piece of woman flesh, 
created only for pleasing you, doing virtually every evil and nasty 
thing you told me to do. 

Never had I been able to explain to Kysa that the physical stimulation 
had overtaken me against my will. I knew she could never understand 
until she had felt those physical sensations as well. And so she had 
left for school, with great bitterness at me. Although she was well 
within traveling distance and in the past had come home almost every 
weekend, this semester she had not returned once. But she would have to 
be home this weekend. Repairs were being made at the dorms and she had 
to be out of them for a few days. What would she say when she discovered 
my pregnancy? What would she think when she found out I was still 
servicing your needs. As per your demands, I was required to submit to 
your ravages at least once a week, and more often that not, two or three 
times a week did you call on me to do sexual slave girl for you, making 
me kneel and bow before you, suck off your monster stick, drink your 
black seed on occasion, and finally submit my pussy or my ass to you, or 
sometimes both, whatever you fancied on that day. What would Kysa say 
when she knew.

That was not the end of my shame however. The gall of bitterness I 
really suffered from was the endless guilt and humiliation I felt 
because deep in my soul I knew I craved this black devil's cock inside 
of me. Without fail, my body was racked with throbbing and passionate 
desire as our appointed meetings approached. Although I kept the 
realization deeply buried, I knew that in my heart I looked forward to 
the intense fucking I would get under your masterful touch, to the sight 
of your black skin next to mine, the feel of your massive, beautiful 
cock, which I had come to love, in my small white hands. You had done 
what you had set out to do, you had re-trained this small white slut to 
want black man's cock, your cock. And you had made me pregnant. 

But even though I knew of those hidden feelings, I would never, never 
let them interfere with my outward resistance of you. I had maintained 
my struggle against you all these months. I never gave myself willingly 
to you. Always, you faced my resistance. Always, you initially had to 
hold me down, even tie me on some occasions, always you had to force my 
ivory thighs open, and always, you had to pry my pouty pink lips open 
with your monster cock. There were times when your body carried the 
scratches and brusies I occasionally inflicted when I got lucky. And 
always, I endured your forceful whipping of my face and ass with your 
hard cock. Always, it was only by your physical superiority that you 
made me submit to your cock in my pussy. But it was true that once your 
cock finally gained entrance into the warm slick hold of my pussy, you 
always knew, I was no longer being subdued. I was putty in your hands at 
that point, responding and yielding to your every prompt and movement, 
bending completely to your desire and will. Once over that threshold, I 
belonged to you and you reveled in it. In that state, I was your willing 
and obedient student and you, my masterful black buck teacher .... you 
had taught me how to service and please you, how to suck your huge cock 
off in my mouth, how to drink your sweet black cum, how to position my 
pussy for deepest penetration. During those times, I was your sweet 
white slut and you knew you owned me. Only you did not know how to own 
me without a fight first, and you were disappointed by that. 

My first thought about Kysa when she entered the room was that she had 
gained weight. I was so surprised as she'd worked so hard during the 
summer to keep her weight down. She looked so full across the belly, I 
found myself unsettled by her appearance but said nothing, not wanting 
to hurt her feelings over a weight issue. Besides, I was immediately 
aware that I was the one getting the looks here ... not Kysa. She saw 
immediately that her mother was well and truly pregnant and understood 
at once. "It's the black man's baby, isn't it, mom!", she said. Hot 
blood rushed into my face and more than ever before, in that brief 
moment, I wanted to kill you with my bare hands.

I expected her fierce anger and disgust .... but it was not there. 
Instead she took me in her arms, hugging me as close as she could in my 
swollen condition, and said, "It's okay, mom, at least you don't have to 
put up with the nigger bastard anymore!" I pulled back, surprised by why 
she would think that. She saw the questions in my eyes. "Mom, he came 
and saw me, right after I got to school. He made a deal with me, Mom. He 
said if I would see him and fuck with him on a regular basis, he would 
leave you alone. He reminded me of the ecstasy he'd had you in at the 
cabin, the way you hadn't been able to resist such pleasure even when 
you were being raped, said I really owed it to myself to find out the 
pure passion a well-hung black man can give to a young white girl. He 
told me to try it just once and see if I didn't like it. And if I did, 
and would see him, he'd leave you alone. I tried it, Mom, he was 
wonderful, he takes my head off and blows my pussy away!! I understand 
completely now, why you couldn't resist his rape of you. And there was 
one final twist, mom, he wanted me to have his baby. Look mom, look at 
my belly." She pulled her sweatshirt up over her already swelling belly, 
She couldn't have been more that two months behind me. "We're both 
carrying his dark babies mom, can you believe that? But Mom, I don't 
love him, I just like to fuck him. Mom, he loves you, he told me so, but 
he doesn't want to hurt you anymore. So he just plays with me. And I 
like it, isn't it great mom. And you don't have to put up with him, mom. 
So we all win, see, I'm having fun, he's getting the baby, and somebody 
to fuck, and you're free of him. Course he isn't getting you, but one 
can't get everything, yes? Isn't it great the way things have turned out 
mom." 

I felt the color drain out of my face. Damn the fucking black bastard to 
hell!! He had deceived us both!! We had both agreed to his terms to 
protect the other, and yet he had been fucking both of us all along at 
will, at his pleasure. Filling us both with his black seed and dark 
babies!! My words of explanation tumbled out. Kysa stared at me 
dumbfounded!! "Why damn, that fuckin black nigger!," she said quietly, 
and then with a slight smile, "We should make him pay, shouldn't we, we 
will make him pay!"

to be continued .....?

 


