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How It All Began, And Beyond
by Cumfreak (address withheld)

***

A story of a girl who is excited by turning on her father, only to 
get taught the lessons of sex with her father's, and her mother's 
help. It ends up with a bizarre finish as her mother deliberately 
gets pregnant with a black baby in hopes of it being a boy for the 
Mother's and the daughter's future benefits. (MFg, extreme-ped, 
1st, intr, size, inc, bi)


***

When I was a little girl, age 9, I remember riding my bicycle on a 
on a Thursday afternoon on a rather flat dirt road coming home 
from school. I remember hitting a rock I didn't see in time 
causing me to fall down, hitting the long bar between the 
handlebars and the seat on my brother's bicycle. The resulting 
pain I felt between my legs was a sharp pain, which quickly 
passed, and when I noticed I felt wet, I noticed this didn't feel 
right so when I checked down there, I found blood on my fingers. 

I began to cry. Crying hysterically, feeling as if I really hurt 
myself, and then the bleeding stopped nearly immediately and the 
pain was nearly completely gone, so I determined there was really 
nothing to worry about, that I was not in immediate form of 
danger. I walked the short distance from the scene of the bicycle 
accident to the house which was located on a farm not too far from 
the main road.

When I walked inside the house, I quickly went to my room and took 
off all my clothes to enable a better detailed examination of my 
privates to be sure I wasn't cut. I was very relieved I was not 
cut, but, I still wondered why the sharp pain and the following 
blood.

Friday morning came along and I felt as if there was nothing to 
worry about, going to school like I always did. I began to think 
about the accident the day before, quite sure nothing was done to 
me to worry about, and everything quickly came to pass with no 
more problems.

Saturday morning was always my favorite day. My parents were out 
of the house because Mom worked on Saturdays, and my dad was 
playing golf with his friends from at work.

This gave me free run of the house since I was the only child. I 
remember having to always enjoy having something in my pussy, no 
matter if it were something small like a pencil end with the 
eraser on it, or something quite large like a candle. I remember 
neither items were able to be pushed very far in because my pussy 
was not deep enough to handle anything deeper than maybe three-
quarters of an inch or so, and it would somewhat hurt at the same 
time, so I didn't ever get to feel anything very deep at all.

Mom never told me anything up to this point in time of what to 
expect in the future, sexually. I guess it was because I was still 
too young yet to think there was going to be a problem with her 
little girl regarding sex.

My dad always kept some magazines showing naked men and women 
under his bed, and I used to sneak into their room, removing some 
of his magazines, and being sure to take them off the stack in 
such a way I could put them back under his bed in the same exact 
order how I found them so he would never suspicion I was looking 
through them.

My favorite thing I used to play with was a rather fat candle, 
twice as big around as my middle finger. Even though I knew I 
would not be able to go deep, it really stretched me open across 
my little hairless hole, feeling really good to me.

As I looked through this one particular magazine, I had my middle 
finger buried inside my hairless pussy, rubbing between the lips, 
and going into the hole itself. I thought I noticed something to 
be amiss with my finger, as if I was able to not feel anything 
that I have felt so many times before, but, I shrugged it off as 
being sexually excited, not allowing me to feel something across 
the backside of my tight hole.

I was beginning to think of using the candle now, so when I 
grabbed the candle and carefully placed the small tip into the 
opening of my little hole, I began to push. It went deeper than I 
ever felt before, and it still went even deeper yet. I realized 
then something was different about myself allowing this candle to 
go so deep in me. Nonetheless, I was so excited, I began to pull 
it out, and then push it back in using longer and faster strokes. 

I was really happy when I was able to put nearly the entire candle 
inside myself. I felt these pressures building up inside me, and I 
was afraid something was wrong, so I stopped moving the candle 
only to eventually pull it out of my tight preteen orifice.

This went on for a couple of years or so. I was still 11 when Mom 
discovered me while in bed one Saturday morning with the candle 
deep inside me. She didn't appear to freak out much, just 
completely startled witnessing what she did.

She came inside my room only to sit on the edge of the bed in such 
a manner I was not able to cover myself up. You want to talk about 
feeling weird, laying in bed, nude, knowing your mom just found 
you with a candle inside you. In a very soft voice, she asked me, 
"How long has this been going on?"

I began to cry some, but, she told me not to worry because she 
wasn't mad, just curious how long I have been playing with the 
candle. "Two years, Mom," I replied.

She smiled a little only to say to get dressed because she had the 
day off and she had plans for us to go shopping together that 
particular day. I always enjoyed shopping with her, having a lot 
of fun together. We would go to so many different stores, checking 
out their clothes on display.

During this particular shopping trip, we went to a major outlet 
store, going directly to the swim wear section. She stood back to 
look at the many different styles available on display before she 
picked on out for me to try on. It was a two piece set, and we 
went to the change room. I pulled the bottoms up my legs, even 
though I was still wearing my shorts.

She shook her head saying, "You need to take your shorts off 
first, Sweetie. That is the only way you will know if it fits 
correctly."

I knew she was right, but, I felt a bit nervous stripping in front 
of my mom, even though I know she has seen me nude on more than 
one occasion in the past. With a little apprehension, I removed my 
shorts leaving my panties on. "Those as well," she said. I put my 
thumbs inside the elastic waist band and removed my panties.

She looked at me, between my legs, and then back up to my eyes. "I 
see you won't need to worry about shaving any unwanted hair." I 
know I blushed when she said that before I bent over to start 
putting on the new swim wear bottoms on.

Before I had a chance to pull them up completely, Mom said for me 
to stand up straight and to not pull the bottoms up yet. She 
lowered herself to her knees while in front of me, moving her 
right hand towards my upper legs. I felt her fingers touch my 
little still hairless pussy lips, and then between them, as she 
sought two things, the little bump at the top of my slit, and the 
tight hole at the bottom of my slit.

Mom was the first person to ever touch me there, other than 
myself. It felt good, and at the same time, it felt weird, having 
my own mother touch me there, and searching for my hole 
especially.

She found it, and gently pushed her finger inside me. I was 
somewhat wet at the time, getting sexually aroused when I realized 
what her intentions were, and therefore I began to welcome her 
probing finger.

She was surprised when she inserted the entire length of her 
finger inside my tiny hole, and she asked what happened to my 
hymen, I asked her what that was.

"Your membrane of virginity. When you lose it, you hurt and bleed. 
Have you ever done that before?

I remembered the bicycle accident two years ago, and I told her 
about it, only to hug me afterwards saying, "You poor thing. I 
hope it wasn't too unpleasant for you."

I assured her it wasn't, and this is why she caught me with the 
candle so deep inside my body two days later. Pulling her finger 
out of me, she said for me to pull up the bottoms to see how they 
fit. Once I did, it felt weird. I mean, I could feel the fabric 
clinging to my pussy, and when I turned to the mirror, I could 
clearly see the perfect outline of my entire pussy, the lips, the 
slit, as if I had nothing on at all.

"Perfect, Sweetie, just absolutely perfect." When I asked perfect 
for what, she said, "When you model this outfit for your father, 
he will really like it, I can assure you." Since I knew Dad would 
really like it, I decided to go ahead and try on the top to see if 
it fit as well. It did a nice job of covering the little buds 
where my boobs were just starting to grow, but, the nipples were 
quite obvious through the garment. I didn't say anything about 
that either, since I felt my dad would like the top as well as the 
bottom.

Once Mom paid for the swim suit, we got into the car and went 
directly home. When I asked her why are we going home, she 
informed me Dad should be home by now, and she couldn't wait for 
him to see me in my new swim suit. This idea of showing him my 
outlined pussy through the fabric was exciting me to the point I 
could hardly wait to get home so I could put the swim suit on.

Once we were home, Mom followed me into my bedroom, watching me as 
I quickly undressed. As I stood there completely nude in front of 
her, she smiled at me, whispering something I didn't hear, and 
when I asked what she said, she informed me she was thinking 
something. Leaving it at that, I put my new swim suit on, and saw 
my reflection in the full length mirror on the backside of the 
closet door which I left open most of the time.

I looked at my crotch only to see a full mound with a slight 
indentation where my slit is. Mom came to the front of me, sitting 
on her knees, only to put her finger in the center of my slit, 
putting pressure towards the bottom of my slit, and rubbing the 
fabric into the slit as she worked her way up higher. When she 
finished, I took another look at my crotch only to see the deeply 
outlined crease where my slit is, just like in the store.

She informed me to stay there for a minute, that she would return 
in a minute. When she did, she handed me a white Tee shirt of 
Dad's, telling me to put it on. When I did, it looked like a 
pullover gown, or something like that. My legs were visible from 
my feet and nearly half way up to my hips above the knees.

"I want you to sit anywhere you want, but, make sure he can see up 
under the shirt, okay?" she asked. I nodded my head indicating I 
understood and I will comply with her wishes. She smiled and told 
me to follow her into the living room.

Dad wasn't home yet, and I knew his favorite chair was the 
recliner across from the TV, so I sat on the love seat next to the 
TV where he would have no problem seeing up under his shirt I was 
wearing. While we were waiting, Mom said she used to look just 
like me when she was my age. I didn't have to ask, for I felt I 
already knew she wasn't talking about my face, hair, or anything 
else about me, just what she wanted Dad to see.

"What do you look like now, Mom?" I asked. "Do you really want to 
know?" she asked, and when I said I did, she leaned back on the 
couch and pulled the center of her shorts to the side exposing her 
hairy pussy to me. I told her I couldn't see much because of the 
hair, so she asked me to come closer to get a better look. When I 
did, I could see everything she had. I wanted to look, and at the 
same time I wanted to touch, but, I had to hurry back to the love 
seat because we both heard Dad's truck pull into the driveway, 
announcing his arrival home. "Are you ready, Sweetie?" Mom asked. 
When I smiled, she said, "Good."

A minute later, Dad was heard coming into the house from the 
garage, opening the refrigerator door, and the sound of a cold 
beer being opened. "It is a hot day today," he offered as he made 
his entry into the living room, only to sit in his recliner as I 
expected he would.

He looked at me, and then I noticed his eyes lowering to my legs, 
and then up a bit. I felt him looking under the shirt, only to 
look there for a minute or two without saying a single word, just 
having a nice smile across his face.

"Hon, we went shopping today. Would you like to see what she is 
wearing?" Mom asked.

Seeing him nod his head, she looked at me only to smile and nod 
her head, as if to silently tell me to stand and remove the Tee 
shirt, which I gladly did. Once this was finished, I stood there 
facing directly towards Dad, watching his eyes roam up and down my 
11year old tiny body. "Nice... Very nice, indeed," he said.

I noticed something different about my dad, however. It was the 
front of his pants. It was as if a broom handle was trying to 
escape his pants. Thinking of the magazines of his, I realized he 
was getting hard. Hard because of me. He liked what he seen. I 
felt proud.

When I felt I stood there for a long enough period of time, I sat 
down in such a way he could easily see between my legs. The front 
of his pants were becoming much higher at this time, and 
eventually he told Mom he would like to talk to her... in private. 
I knew it was about me and my new swim suit, so when he and Mom 
left the living room to go to their bedroom, I naturally followed 
them a short time later. 

I could hear him talk, with some difficulty. "If she wants me to 
see her like that, I have no problem with it. She always turns me 
on to look at her to begin with, but, adding the new swim suit 
really did it to me." I couldn't hear Mom well at all, excepting 
when she said, "...be nude all the time?" Dad said, "Yes, only if 
she wants to."

"I'll talk to her about it," while getting up off the bed. Seeing 
her turning my direction, I quickly returned to the love seat. She 
came out of their bedroom, looked around, and went back inside the 
bedroom, closing the door behind her. Even though I didn't know 
for sure what all sex included, I knew they were going to have 
sex, so I went to my bedroom to lie down on my bed.

Half an hour later, Mom came out of their bedroom, only to enter 
mine. I was shocked because she was completely nude. She sat on my 
bed with her one leg elevated, the closest one to me, allowing me 
an unobstructed view of her pussy. I noticed her lips were 
swollen, darker in color, and not only wet, but, a glob of thick 
white liquid dripped out of her hole.

"Your father was very impressed with what he saw today. In fact, 
he was so impressed, he told me to talk to you about if only you 
should feel comfortable with the idea, if you would like to walk 
around the house when we are just the three of us, in the nude, he 
would have no objection. How do you feel about that?" Mom asked.

Hugging her, I told her I would love it, especially if Dad would 
like it.

About this time when I seen another glob of a thick white liquid 
emerge from within my mom's pussy, so I asked her about it. She 
informed me that when her dad makes love to her, he shows his 
satisfaction by injecting this white liquid deep within her pussy, 
and it will drip out of her sometimes for nearly an hour. Mom must 
have sensed my curiosity about this only to say, "I'll show you 
how to get his sense of satisfaction inside of you sometime." 
Thanking her, I told her I would love to watch it and would wait.

"Your dad and I are going to go into the living room to watch some 
TV. The both of us will be in the nude, so if you would like to 
join us, nude or not, you would be most welcomed," she offered.

I thought this was an interesting idea, walking around the house 
completely nude in front of my parents, especially Dad. I know he 
is always looking either at my chest or my crotch, so being nude 
in front of him would be most stimulating for him... and for me.

I stood up, removed my swim suit, and followed Mom out of my 
bedroom to the living room. I retained the same seat and the same 
position I had used earlier with his Tee shirt and swim suit on, 
knowing he could easily see my bare hairless pussy. I was getting 
a reaction from my pussy I was not really expecting, dripping my 
cream down my legs. It really turned me on to walk around in the 
nude this way.

For two days, nothing sexual happened with any of us. Friday 
evening came around with the three of us watching TV. I always sat 
in the loveseat across from Dad making sure he had a good 
unobstructed view of my hairless pussy, sometimes flexing my one 
leg to attract his attention to be sure he would get a good look.

He always looked at my pussy, then into my eyes having a big smile 
on his face, the same smile of approval and of delight, as I 
assumed it was to be. Mom would catch me doing that from time to 
time and she would also smile at me.

"Honey, why not let us watch a good movie?" Mom asked. Looking at 
Dad, he smiled and said, "Sure, why not."

He got out of his seat and went into the cabinet under the TV 
looking through the DVD's he had collected, taking one out of the 
case and slipped it into the player. When he hit the PLAY button, 
he looked at me, smiling, as he made his way back to his chair.

The movie started, and I knew this was not going to be an ordinary 
movie. I was right. It was an X-rated movie. As I watched it, I 
was fascinated with it. It was about family loving... INCEST!

The first scene was of the parents in their bedroom making love as 
their young daughter stood by the open door leading into their 
bedroom, watching their lovemaking. The camera trained on her 
father looking at her through a mirror, masturbating while 
watching them, inspiring her father to get really hot, and pound 
his cock into her mother.

I was really getting wet by then, and I felt the need for 
something, anything, in my pussy, so I started to rub my hard 
clit, rubbing my fingers through the slit between my pussy lips, 
collecting the lubricant on my finger tips only to put them back 
on my clit. It felt so good, not just the rubbing of my clit, but, 
doing it so openly in front of my dad, who took definite notice of 
what I was doing.

Instead of the front of his pants elevating, I could plainly see 
his huge manhood start to get bigger around and longer, while at 
the same time pointing higher and higher towards the ceiling. Once 
it was pointing straight up, Mom got off the other couch she was 
halfway laying and sitting on, walked to my dad.

"Isn't she sweet?" she asked. "Hell yes, she is," he replied, 
rubbing the length of his hardened manhood.

She sat down on the armrest of his chair watching me rub my clit. 
Watching me more than they were watching the movie excited me 
enough to want to show them more, so I looked at them as I buried 
a finger inside my tight wet pussy. Keeping it inside me for a 
moment, I took it out to lick my finger clean of my girly cream, 
only to put it back inside my pussy once again.

Mom got up from his chair, and kneeled down on the floor by my 
feet. "Let me help you with that," she offered. I removed my 
finger as she spread my pussy lips apart. Once she inspected me 
quite thoroughly, she rubbed my clit with the tip of her finger. I 
almost didn't notice any pressure from her finger at all until I 
felt really hot and tingly down there. She knew exactly how much 
pressure to put on my clit and what type of movement would give me 
the best effect. I felt as if I were in total bliss.

She rubbed me, and then stuck a finger inside my pussy to collect 
some cream, and then rubbed my clit some more with my cream on her 
wet finger. I was getting close to a major orgasm, and I didn't 
try to stop it. When it hit me, I clamped my legs around her wrist 
trapping her hand in my crotch.

I noticed my dad was openly rubbing his cock faster up and down 
the full length, enjoying the show Mom and I put on for him.

Mom diddled my pussy the whole time I was cumming, and when I 
finished, she turned to look at Dad sitting there. She went back 
to where he was, and started to rub his cock for him. She leaned 
way down and licked the end of it for him, and stroked it a couple 
of times. I was curious why she did that, but didn't have to wait 
for long to learn why she did it. She returned to her knees in 
front of him and took her hand and held his cock away from his 
belly, lowering her head to his crotch, taking a lot of his cock 
into her mouth, going up and down on it with her mouth.

"You are really hard tonight," she commented afterwards. "Does 
looking at her really excite you that much?

"Yes, very much so," Dad replied. "I would love to taste her 
myself."

"I am sure she would let you. Why don't you go there and get a 
taste?"

Dad got up from the chair. As he walked towards me, I was really 
impressed with the way his cock stood straight up towards his 
belly, big and bloated. I laid back more on my back and opened my 
legs as wide as I could, allowing him to taste my pussy.

I felt his kisses on my upper legs, working his way closer to his 
goal. Once he was there, his tongue licked me between the lips, 
from the bottom of my slit to the top, being sure his didn't miss 
my clitty. The sensations I felt were indescribable, and knew it 
wasn't going to stop there. For nearly ten minutes, he either 
licked my slit, my clit, or buried his tongue inside my never 
fucked pussy. I began to have another major orgasm, and he must 
have sensed it somehow, for all of a sudden, he concentrated his 
licking on my clit, and over the fence I went. I never came so 
hard in my life as I did then. My entire body was a shivering mass 
of flesh, girly goo gushing out of my pussy hard enough to make me 
think I pissed myself, and into his mouth.

Once he was satisfied I had a good cum, he continued to lick me 
again... with a vengeance. As he redoubled his efforts to make me 
cum again, I looked at Mother only to see she was fingering 
herself wildly. She got up and went towards the hallway where her 
bedroom is, only to return with a large dildo. Where I could 
easily watch her, she sat on the edge of the armrest of Dad's 
chair with her legs wide spread, and pushed the imitation cock 
deep inside her, allowing me to see the folds of her pussy be 
shoved in, and out when she came out with the dildo. This really 
fascinated me, and I openly watched her fuck herself with her 
plastic cock.

Dad made me cum again, another big one, and once I calmed down, he 
returned to his seat, rubbing his cock.

Mom pulled the dildo completely out of her pussy, and got up, 
facing me, and stepped backwards until she was standing over Dad's 
crotch. She used one hand to hold his hard cock upwards, and 
lowered herself down, guiding his cock into her pussy. Once his 
cockhead made contact with her pussy lips, I watched as the lips 
spread so wide to accommodate his huge cock as it penetrated her 
pussy. She sat all the way down on his cock. You wouldn't believe 
how excited I was to watch this, Dad's cock buried balls deep in 
Mom's pussy.

She moved slowly, up and down on it. Dad's cock was so wet with 
her pussy juices, it was bright and shiny. After about five 
minutes later, I heard my dad starting to moan. Mom really worked 
her pussy faster and faster on his cock, and as my dad said he was 
cumming, Mom pushed her pussy down hard onto his cock, and I could 
see her pussy muscles milk his cock as he unloaded a load of the 
hot precious cum inside her pussy. I could also see the flexing of 
his cock as he pumped his cum into Mom's pussy.

Mom just sat there, continuing to milk his cock. A couple of 
minutes later, she stood up, allowing his satisfied shrunken cock 
to slip out of her pussy. When this happened, I thought I could 
see something else. I noticed a small white appearance at the 
opening of her pussy, and then it got bigger and bigger, before it 
dripped down rather slowly to the floor. Mom just showed me how to 
get Dad's white stuff inside her.

By this time, it was time for a snack, so the three of us went 
into the kitchen. I helped Mom take out the things we needed to 
make sandwiches, while she got out the soft drinks and milk, 
putting everything on the table. Not taking us long, we began to 
make our own sandwiches. It was pure silence in the kitchen while 
we ate.

Finished eating, Dad left the table to go to the recliner while 
Mom and I put everything away. Mom informed me that I can do 
anything I want with Dad. Only taking a couple of minutes, we 
returned to the living room to join Dad watching TV. This time, 
instead of sitting in the love seat, I sat on Dad's lap. 

I guess at some point in time earlier, Dad paused the DVD player. 
After I sat on his lap, he hit the PLAY button and the movie 
resumed. Now the daughter was sitting in her father's lap the same 
way I was, and as she leaned back to put her back on his chest, I 
did the same. Dad started rubbing my chest, and rubbing lower and 
lower until I felt his hand in my crotch. Opening my legs to allow 
him all the room he could ever want, he started to finger my pussy 
and rub my clit in an expert manner, turning me on big time.

I looked down to see his big cock stand straight up towards my 
belly, over the top of my crotch. It looked so big making me 
wonder if my tiny pussy could really accept his cock. I knew I 
would learn the answer to that shortly.

Mom approached us at that time, smiling at me as she reached out 
to take his cock into her hand. She mouthed, without saying a 
word, STAND UP! I did, and she put the end of his big cock 
directly under me. I knew then what I was suppose to do, so I sat 
down slowly, anxiously waiting for direct contact with his cock 
and my pussy. Once I felt his cockhead with my pussylips, I was 
anxious to feel it inside me. 

I put some downward pressure on it, and nothing happened, so I put 
a bit more pressure on it, and still nothing happened. I wiggled 
my butt around a bit to move his cockhead around my pussy opening, 
and slowly I felt my pussy opening starting to expand as his 
cockhead started to penetrate my pussy;. Bigger and bigger around 
my pussy stretched, allowing more and more of his big mushroom 
shaped cockhead to enter me. Finally, it started to go deeper and 
deeper. WOW!!!!! This is better than any vibrator or dildo I ever 
had inside me.

Nearly instantly, I started to build up to a major orgasm. I felt 
his cock go way up inside me, and when I looked down, I could 
still see some of his cock sticking out of me. I wanted all of it. 
I wanted it as deep as I could get it.

I looked at Mom. She gave me a loving pat on my right knee, 
leaning forward. Kissing me, she rubbed my budding tits, spending 
more time on the nipples. She then leaned her head down and licked 
the nipples as she rubbed my body with her hands.

This was too much for me to control. As I felt an earth-shattering 
orgasm building up, I allowed it to happen. The intensity of this 
orgasm was so great, I think I passed out. When I believe I came 
to from passing out, my father started to fuck upwards into me 
driving the entire length of his big cock into me. It felt as if 
it were separating my lungs it was so deep into me.

With no warning, Dad pushed up hard into me, burying his cock 
balls deep as he did with Mom. I felt a warm wet sensation so deep 
inside me, I couldn't believe it. When I noticed his cock 
throbbing and pulsating within me, I then knew he was cumming, and 
I was becoming a woman, my hot wet tight preteen pussy getting its 
first load of hot cum. I sat there squeezing my pussy around his 
cock, wanting to get every drop of his hot semen into me. When I 
noticed the throbbing sensations started to dwindle, I guess he 
was finished cumming, but, my legs were so weak at this time I was 
not able to stand up. That was fine with me because I didn't want 
to feel his cock slip out of me yet.

I started to cry at this time. Mom asked me if I was alright, and 
when I told her YES, she understood the tears being the tears of 
sheer joy, sheer pleasure.

Finally, the time came for me to stand up. I slowly stood up 
enjoying the sensation of feeling Dad's spent cock slowly slip out 
of me. When he was finally out of me, I could feel this delicious 
feeling of hot warm creamy liquid seep out of me and down my legs. 
Mom said, "We are very proud of you." I was quite proud myself, 
and very satisfied. I went to bed that night and slept soundly 
like I haven't done for some lengthy time.

**
When I woke up the following late morning, I felt so sticky down 
there. I looked on the sheet and what a mess. Dad's cum must have 
dripped out of me all night. I got out of bed and went to the 
bathroom, taking a shower, being sure to wash all the cum off me, 
and out of me. I went back to my bedroom to get dressed out of 
habit, only to remember I don't need clothes anymore unless I were 
to go outside, or if we had company.

Going into the kitchen for my morning coffee, Mom was looking 
outside the window. When I asked what she was looking at, she 
said, "The paperboy is going to all the houses. I think he is 
going to come here to collect his money for our subscription. I 
was standing here watching him and wondering if it is true about 
what the women say about black guys having huge cocks on them."

I have met Tyrone a couple of times in the past. He was a nice 
good looking black boy. I believe he is about fifteen years old. 
This thought Mom mentioned made me curious of how big a cock can 
get. I thought Dad's cock was huge, but, I guess by the way Mom 
was talking about the black guys, Dad's cock isn't that big.

I was curious about how big Tyrone's cock could be. I had an idea 
hit me. I went to the window to look to see where Tyrone was, 
giving me an idea of how long it would be before he knocked on our 
front door to collect the newspaper money. Seeing it would be 
close to half an hour or so, I went into my bedroom and took a 
tube of lubricant out and squeezed a liberal amount onto my 
fingertips. I rubbed it on and in my pussy.

Going into the living room, I knelt down in front of my dad, 
started to play with his semi-erect cock making it hard. I then 
tried to suck it for the first time in my life. It tasted a bit 
salty, but, other than that, not that bad. Once he was really 
hard, once again I sat on his cock like I did last night.

With his cock completely buried in my pussy, I slowly fucked him. 
Not five minutes later, I heard a gentle knocking on the front 
door. The neat thing was, the way the living room was decorated, I 
was facing the door that I knew Tyrone was knocking on. Mom opened 
the door wearing a see-through robe. "Ma'am, I am here to collect 
for your subscription." She invited him inside the house stating 
she needed to go into the bedroom to get the money.

You could only imagine the look on Tyrone's face when he looked at 
me sitting nude in Dad's lap taking Dad's cock balls deep in my 
hairless pussy. It was of mixed nature, shock, and excitement at 
the same time. I looked at his crotch, and I could see a big long 
lump starting to appear from just above his left knee. That 
couldn't be his cock, I told myself, way too long for it to be 
that.

Mom returned at this time, noticing the same lump I did. "I don't 
have the cash on me, but, is there a way I could make you accept 
my promise to have it for you next week?"

"I think there is, Ma'am," Tyrone replied, never taking his eyes 
off my crotch. Mom noticing him looking at me, Mom said, "Would 
you like that?"

Nodding his head up and down, unconsciously rubbing the length of 
his long fat black cock, Mom said, "I don't believe that would be 
a problem." Closing the door behind Tyrone, Mom started to kiss 
him as she started to unbutton his shirt. Soon afterwards, she 
started to remove his belt, and unsnapped his jeans. Lowering his 
pants, she also removed his boxer shorts. I was shocked when I 
seen how big his cock was, and how black it was. This cock was 
about the size of my forearm, with no exaggeration. I mean is was 
positively HUGE!!!!

His black balls were equally as huge. His balls had to be home to 
millions of sperm, just waiting for a chance to find themselves 
swimming around in a nice warm womb, searching for a tiny 
microscopic egg to fertilize. Since I have not started my periods, 
I knew I was safe.

Mom knelt down in front of Tyrone, holding his hardening and 
swelling cock. It kept getting bigger and bigger to the point I 
wondered if it were ever going to quit growing in size. Mom was 
very fascinated with what she was holding and looking at. She 
opened her mouth and swallowed as much of his huge black cock she 
could. His black cock was shinny from her spit, and as she was 
taking his cock deep into her throat, she removed her robe.

She fingered her pussy to find it sopping wet. Dad and I watched 
this as he fucked slowly in and out of me. It was as if we had 
ringside seats to a free porno movie having Mom and Tyrone as the 
actors in it.

Once Mom was sure he was ready, Mom slowly sank to the floor and 
easing Tyrone on top of her. She spread her legs and reached 
between them to find his hard and ready cock, guiding the tip of 
his cock inside her pussy.

Slowly he pushed his cock into her. Once he was completely buried, 
he started to fuck Mom with slow deep long strokes. Mom was a 
blubbering mess, saying over and over, "Oh wow, fuck me... . fuck 
me!" He did, too. For nearly twenty minutes.

Dad spoke up at this time, "Remember Hon, I had a vasectomy."

This alarmed Mom, causing her to say, "Tyrone, don't cum inside 
me, I am not protected and this is my fertile time of the month." 
Assuring her he would pull out, Mom placed her feet behind his 
butt, and started to pull herself up to accept his mighty cock.

Faster and faster Tyrone fucked Mom, and at the last, going so 
fast and hard, I couldn't believe it. Mom was nothing but one 
massive orgasm after another, cumming like I wish I was cumming at 
the same time.

Next thing we heard was Tyrone, "I am going to cum, Miss." Hearing 
this, Mom looked towards my dad. I looked behind me, and seen him 
nod his head. Not understanding what this implied, it was obvious 
Mom did. She wrapped her legs tightly around Tyrone's back, 
pulling him as deep into her as she could. "Fill me with your cum, 
Tyrone. Give me every drop of your cum."

"Are you sure, Miss," he asked very politely. "Yes, give me a 
black baby boy to raise. I want your black baby."

"You got it, ma'am," as Tyrone pushed himself deep and hard into 
Mom's pussy, holding himself deep as possible, unloading a big 
load of his black sperm.

"I know it is going to happen, Tyrone. I can feel your cock going 
through my cervix, and I can feel your sperm shooting directly 
into my womb. Breed me."

What appeared to be an eternity later, Tyrone removed his spent 
black cock from Mom's well fucked pussy. He raised her butt up 
from the floor quite a ways, holding her like that. Mom asked what 
he was doing, "Just making sure they do their job, Miss." Mom 
appreciated his concerns, and allowed him to continue holding her 
butt up like that. Not one bit of his cum leaked out of Mom's 
pussy.

He looked at me at this time. "Would you like to help me be sure 
your mom is pregnant?"

"What do I have to do?" I asked.

"Let me fuck you, and when I begin to cum, I'll pull my black cock 
out of you, stick it in your mom, and give her a second helping of 
my egg seeking sperm." I was delighted to hear this, so I stood up 
from my dad's crotch, walked over to Tyrone, and kneeled down on 
the floor, sucking his big black cock coated with his cum, and 
Mom's creamy pussy juices. His cock was getting hard again in 
nearly no time at all. I laid down on the floor next to Mom, 
pulling Tyrone on top of me in the same manner Mom did with him, 
allowing his huge black cock to invade my willing pussy. Deeper 
and deeper he went, wondering where it all was going. I finally 
felt his balls against my bare white ass, making me realize I had 
taken his gigantic cock all the way inside my preteen body.

He fucked me like a wild man possessed. He fucked me fast, hard, 
deep, being sure to rub my clit with the top of his cock the 
entire time. I was cumming as hard and as fast as I could, one 
major orgasm after another, and another. I couldn't believe it. 
Never had I imagined anybody could cum as I was at that time.

He never took his eyes off of mine. Looking into my eyes the 
entire time he fucked me. With no warning, he quickly removed his 
cock out of me, only to get between Mom's legs. Quickly, Mom 
spread her legs to accept his offer of more black sperm inside her 
fertile pussy.

He pushed his black cock as deep as he could, and grunted big time 
as he put his second massive load of black baby makers into Mom's 
fertile womb. This time when he came, he left his cock inside her 
pussy to be sure none of his cum would drip out of her, giving 
those sperm only one direction to travel, deep into her womb 
searching for an egg.

Holding himself in her for about ten minutes, he pulled his cock 
out of her only to hold her butt up again. It was found to be 
senseless since he pulled his cock out, there was a massive amount 
of his cum gushing out of her truly satisfied, fucked, and most 
likely pregnant pussy.

I showed Tyrone to the bathroom where he cleaned himself, and 
getting dressed, he said to not worry about the subscription, and 
left the house with a well deserved smile on his face.

Dad asked Mom why she wanted his baby. "I want it to be a boy. I 
hope this boy has a cock like his father's so we can have fun with 
him in about thirteen years or so."

**

Six weeks later, Mom was in the kitchen when I got home from 
school. "I have something to show you." When I asked her what it 
was, she removed a home pregnancy test from her pocket. It was 
blue.

She gave birth to not only a boy, but, to a whole new future for 
the both of us.

Three months later, I had my first period. I am now waiting to pay 
Tyrone for the paper subscription. This will be another story in 
the future.

