    Title: Julie & Rachel
    Author:Eskimo1958
    Summary: Julie and her daughter get new neighbors. It takes a while, but the two white women
    soon find out how well eight black males can take care of their needs. Julie first seduces one
    of them, then moves on to the second. She then prepares her daughter for her first group
    experience.
    Keywords: BM/WF, MM/f/ MMmmmmmm/Ff, first time, interracial

Six young, black males. At the time, I thought that's all I need! No, not in a sexual way. More like in disgust. They moved into the house next to mine, here way out in the sticks. And did they look lost. Their fathers moved them here, at the time ages eleven to fifteen. Not another house within four miles, and they move in next door to me and my teenage daughter Rachel. Of course I was appalled. All theses strange black males, moving in next to us. And of course, I was slightly afraid. I mean, what about the safety of my daughter and I?

It took me three weeks before I even acknowledged their existence. That was when I finally waved hello to one of the fathers. I couldn't tell you which one it was, for they all looked alike, save older than the boys. The house they moved into is a very old and large, brick home with eight bedrooms, while mine is a modern three bedroom ranch. I moved here seven years ago, buying my house right after the death of my husband. The insurance settlement due to a wrongful death paid all the bills, plus I received enough to live on so I only had to work part-time at the bank in town twenty miles away. Like I said, we were miles from nobody.

It was during the second month, that I finally had to break down and talk to them. Or rather, one of the fathers. Rachel was at school, as were all the boys, when I was out mowing the yard. At little more than two acres, there’s lots of yard to mow, and I had a nice size John Deere lawn tractor to do it. I got it right after I moved in, but on this particular day, the darn thing stopped running when I was about half-way done. With disgust, I got off, and opened the hood, clueless as to what to do. Well, unbeknown to me, one of the fathers was home, and he must have seen my predicament, as I heard "You need help?"

I jerked my body up, and nervously shot back, "No, I can handle it myself."

He raised his hands up, saying "Whoa there, okay." He then mockingly said as he backed away "I just mossy on back to where I came from, okay?"

Shit, I felt stupid as hell, and for some reason I said "No wait." I sighed, "Yeah, I need help. I'm sorry, I'm just a bit flustered at the moment."

He cracked a smile, and said as he approached cautiously, "That's okay, I understand." He was soon standing on the other side of the tractor, looking down at the motor, adding "You're obviously not use to being around colored folk."

He said it plain and simple, as if saying the weather was warm and sunny. I fidgeted, as he reached down and tugged on a wire, as I said "Well, you're right. I'm not."

He raised his face up, and smiled, saying "We sort of figured that out right after we moved in."

I sighed, as he pulled a wire off, looking at it quizzically, "Well, eight black males, it is kind of intimidating."

He snorted, blew on the inside of the connection, the put it back where it belonged, "Yeah, we figured that as well." He reached over and turned the key, and it turned over, but wouldn't catch. "When was the last time you changed the oil in this?"

I responded "You're supposed too?"

His face was looking down, but I could tell he was about to burst out laughing from my answer. He paused, and lifted his head up, "You probably need to get this tuned up. Why don't I help you get it into our barn, and I'll work on it. You can use our mower to finish your yard."

Well, it was a very nice gesture, I said with a slight nervousness in my voice, "Well, okay. I guess that'll be fine."

So we pushed it the one-hundred yard to their large, bank barn, and he opened the doors and we got it inside. He then went to a rider and said "Here you go. Give this a try."

I smiled, said "Thank you." as I climbed on, fired it up and away I went. It was almost the exact same model as my Deere, so I had no problem figuring how to operate it. And an hour later, I was pulling it back to the barn and parking it. Just as I turned it off, I saw the man sit on my tractor, and turn the key. It fires right up.

I smiled, as I climbed off and approached him. He smiled, turned the machine off, and I said "Thanks you. I, um, really don't know what to say."

He smiled, shook his head, and said "Don't worry about it. But please, don't judge us guys by our skin color."

I blushed, and looked at my feet, saying "Yeah, you're right. I guess in a way I'm rather bigoted."

He laughed, climbed off my tractor, and said "No, probably not bigoted, more like ignorant." He picked up a shop rag, and as he wiped his hands, he said "All yours."

I started to get onto it, but I stopped, and asked "Oh by the way, I guess we've never been properly introduced."

Smiling, he stuck out his hand, saying "Jack Stone."

I took his massive black hand into mine, and said "Julie Hammons, Jack. I hope we do become great neighbors now."

We shook, and he said "Well, we just need to break the ice, Julie."

I giggled, saying "Yeah, we did at that." I started to get onto my tractor, when I stopped, and asked "Oh, and what do I owe you for fixing this?"

He shook his head, "No charge, Julie. Knowing that I may have gotten you to be a friend is payment enough."

I about melted. In my mind that was a rather nice thing to say. And I have no idea why in my mind I would say "Nonsense, I've some ice tea, come on over and at least let me treat you to that."

The big black man laughed at first, and shook his head, saying "No, I really shouldn't."

I wanted none of that, as I said "Oh come on. If we're going to be friendly neighbors, we might as well talk and find out more about each other."

"Well Julie, since you put it like that, I suppose a glass of tea would go good with some conversation. Let me go inside and wash up, and I'll be over in a few minutes."

I smiled as I started the rider up and rode it home. Like he promised, he was soon over, and we sat down for a very long and informative conversation. I found him rather intelligent, more so that I thought possible. Well educated, him and the other man, who I found to be named Adam Wright, were first cousins. They grew up together, married sisters, and are both divorced. They moved here to rural Texas from Dallas to work at the power plant nearby, both in some form of management. He explained how the sisters they married became drug users, and that they gained custody of the boys after a three year battle. They had similar positions with the same power company, and they wanted a different environment for their boys, hence the move to rural Texas.

Quickly, within the next day or so, Rachel and I were introduced to the whole combined family. For the next six months, we would interact as a group. No, nothing even remotely resembling romance. Or for that matter, lust. Just neighborly deeds, such as the men, or boys, doing chores for me around my house. And I cooking them meals from time to time in return. I even did their laundry for a few days when their washer died, and they were working long hours and couldn't get into town to get a new one. But things changed when spring break arrived.

For spring break, my Rachel was heading off to see her dad's parents in Tulsa, so I took her to the airport and put her on the plane for the trip. As for my neighbors, all were suppose to have gone on a trip to South Padre Island for the week. They were to leave that Friday afternoon once everyone was home from school and work. So I was sort of surprised when I saw a lights on in their home when I arrived home late Friday night from Lubbock. I shrugged it off, and went on inside my home, and went on to bed. In the morning, I rose and went outside to do some work around the house, and no one was about. An hour later, I heard my neighbors lawn mower start up, surprising me as I looked over to see Jack riding it out of the barn, heading to mow the front of his property. I waved when he saw me, and we both went on our way. Of course, I soon noticed that no one else was around, and I was wondering why Jack didn't go with the others. Two hours later, he was through with his mowing, including the trimming, and I rose from one of my flower beds, and walked his way as he walked towards his home. I shouted out "Hey Jack, why aren't you with the others?"

He jerked his head around, and with a laugh, he replied "Oh, something came up, and I have to work the whole week."

I said "Oh well, that's too bad." I then asked "Why don't you come over for lunch then? That way neither one of us would feel so alone."

Smiling, he replied "Sure, let me go shower up. I'll be over in a minute."

I smiled and waved and returned to my property, and going inside, I decided a shower was needed for me as well. After a quick one, I was going from the bathroom to my bedroom, when I heard him knocking at the front door. I muttered to myself, thinking that he's rather quick with his shower, as I tied my robe tight, and went to the door. Opening it, his face was one of shock, as he stammered, "Oh, I'm sorry. Am I too early?"

I blushed, saying "No, not at all. Why don't you have a seat here, and I'll go get dressed."

I turned and walked to the bedroom and quickly donned some clothes, returning to find him leafing through a Woman’s Day magazine. I giggled, "I wouldn't think you would enjoy that magazine."

He grinned, "Well, not much else to read while I waited."

I laughed, "Come on, you can help me get something cooked up."

He rose and followed me into my kitchen. Well, we made lunch together. Nothing much, just some sandwiches and chips, and we only drank soda. Then we moved into the living room, where I sat on the couch, and he in the recliner, where we talked for about two hours after wards, talking about the kids, and life in general. I don't know why, but we soon talked about our past marriages. Him about his ex-wife, and me about my late-husband. I was sort of surprised when he said "So you still miss him, huh?"

I sighed, "Yeah, I do. I miss his touch. And of course, I miss the sex." I couldn't believe I told that to him! I as wondering if I should regret it.

He smiled, "A good looking woman like yourself, Julie, you could have any man out there."

I beamed "You really think so?"

Shaking his head, he replied "Heck, I'm sure every man you run across would love to have a chance at becoming your new mate." He paused "If I was white, I would even pursue you."

That struck me odd, as I said gruffly, "If you were white? What you mean by that?"

I saw him cringe, and he stuttered "I mean, well." He sighed, "Let's face it, you don't seem the type to be interested in a black man for any sort of relationship." He paused, and raised his hands up, adding quickly "Other than a friendship sort of thing, like we all have with you."

I leaned my head onto my left hand, my left elbow on the back of the couch, and mulled that over, trying to think of something to say. "You know Jack, in a way you're right. At least, six months ago you would have been. But now, well, I see you and other black men in a different light."

He snorted "But you still wouldn't date us." He fell silent, not saying anything when he saw my frown. Clearing his throat, he said "Look, I shouldn't have said that."

I raised my head up, and said "No, in a way you've a right to say that." I paused, then I said "Tell you what, it's been a long time since I've dated, maybe tonight I should start. With you." He had a stunned look about him, not sure of what to say. I grinned, and said "Why don't you make me a romantic dinner this evening, and we'll see what goes on from there, Jack."

He croaked out "How romantic?"

I shrugged, "You're a man. I know it's been a long time since you've probably done it, but I'm pretty sure you can come up with something."

He rose to his feet, and said "Yeah, sure." I think he was stunned.

Giggling, I walked him to the door, and as I opened it, I said "Well then, see you at about what? Seven? Will that give you enough time?"

"God I hope so!", he muttered, as he turned and walked out the door and on towards his home. I closed my door, and my first thought was what the heck have I done? I just set a date with my neighbor, a very big man. A very big black man! And it was to be romantic. Heck, who knows what that could lead too. And that's when I felt it. The warmth on my loins. It startled me at first, thinking that my libido may be kicking in. It's been a long time since I've had a man in bed with me. And thinking about how my late-husband took care of my needs, I sighed with a sad heart. Then I smiled.

I smiled thinking that maybe this is a good idea. I looked back at the last five years, since the passing of Roger. My life has been filled with sadness ever since, and now, with the prospect of a date, my heart was thumping wildly in anticipation. And I had hours to wait! I had no idea if Jack could cook. I was pretty sure he could love. My mind was racing, different scenarios were flashing in front of me as I went to my room and disrobed. I decided to take a nap, and I laid down naked on my bed, and set the alarm to go off at four in order to give me plenty of time to get ready for my date.

Although I laid my body down, I slept little. My tummy was churning, was it nerves? My twat was on fire, I knew that was lust. I got out of bed when the alarm went off, and I walked into the bathroom. Standing in front of the mirror, I looked my body over. Age thirty-three, I stand just over five-foot and three inches high. I carry about a hundred and twenty pounds on my still slim frame, with my somewhat still flat tummy and small breasts. With my hands I cupped them and pushed them up, seeing that they were barely the size of a pair of tennis balls, with long, dark brown nipples. Actually, this day they looked even longer than normal. Was I that horny? I frowned when I looked at my hair. Shoulder length brunette, it could really stand to be styled. Now why the heck didn't I think of this earlier? Not that it mattered, for I wouldn't have had time to drive into town and get it taken care of anyway. I started the shower, and I washed my body and hair. I also shaved my legs, and a first for me in a very long time, I shaved my pussy bare. I wasn't sure why I did this, but I did it anyway.

I then spent a good hour messing with my hair, curling it somewhat, and then braiding it and putting it up in a bun on the back of my head. Makeup took another hour, and then, to decided what to wear. It's been a long time since I wore anything nice. Anything provocative. Or seductive. Do I want to be seductive? I don't want to be submissive! I decided on a blue dress, strapless. I put on a white half-bra, which helped push my little tit’s up and out, giving me at least some resemblance of cleavage. A pair of very thin white, French-cut panties, that barely covered my mound in front. Some nylons, and another trip to the mirror, before I pulled on the dress. I smiled, tilting my head back, admiring the underwear, and wondering if he would see this part of me. A little voice inside of me was telling me that I would probably be allowing more than just this to be seen.

It was ten to seven. My nerves were so bad, I was having trouble pulling the zipper in my back with my trembling hands. I pulled on a pair of three-inch heels, and one more look in the mirror. Yes, the dress looked nice, as it hugged my curves very nicely. I turned and went to the door, and opened it and walked out, heading for my neighbor. It was just past seven, when I reached his front door, as I knocked lightly. I could smell the aroma of the meal he had prepared, and I heard him stumbling as he rushed for the door.

Opening it, there he was. All six-foot four and two-hundred and seventy pounds of him, jammed tightly into a brown suit and tie. Heck, he even had trimmed his own hair and beard! And that smile, as his eyes cruised over my body. I giggled, saying "Well, here I am."

He stuttered, saying "Come on in."

I entered the house, and said "Smells good, Jack."

"Thank you, I've been working on it for hours." he said in response. "Come on, I've a salad ready."

I followed him into the dining room, and it was lit with candles on the table. He had wine poured in glasses for him and I, and I was thinking that he's doing this right. I went to a chair, and he pulled it out, letting me sit and then helping me move it to the table. Soon he had the salad out, and it was tossed greens with a nice basil vinaigrette dressing. Then the main course, and I was surprised as he brought out two plates from the kitchen, placing mine in front of me. I was impressed! We each had a chicken breast on our plate, with green beans and sliced, cooked potatoes with some sort of sauce on them. And when I bit into the first bite, I melted, as I said "Oh Jack, this is delicious."

His smile was enormous, as he stated "Why thank you, Julie." We both sipped some wine, and it tasted very sweet. And I felt a warm rush go through my body as I swallowed it. We chatted as we ate, and after the main course, he took the plates and went into the kitchen, returning with a slice of cake for each of us. It was just as good as the rest of the meal, and I complimented him on it. Once done eating, he said "Well, would you like to go into the living room while I clean things up?"

I smiled, as he came around and helped me out of my chair, saying "Oh Jack, how about we wait to clean up later."

He grinned, as I took his hand and we went into the living room. I took a seat on the couch, as he went to his stereo system and turned it on, popped in a cd, and soon the sound of soft jazz music was filling the room. He turned to me, and said "Oh, would you like any more to drink."

I smiled, "Yes, some more of that wine, please."

I settled back into the couch, relaxing, as he went back to the kitchen, returning with two fresh glasses and the bottle of wine. He sat the glasses down and poured into both and handed me one. I took it and after a small sip, I said "Well Jack, you did quite well this evening so far."

He grinned as he sat down next to me, and said, "Thank you. Just something I was able to throw together quickly."

We talked some more, with my hand moving slowly from my own lap, to his large left thigh. By then, he had moved his left arm onto the back of the couch behind me, and I was resting the side of the back of my head on it, as I slowly caressed his leg as we talked. A song ended, and a slow dance tune started. My hand left his thigh, and grabbed his big black hand, and I said "Come, let's dance to this one." He protested, but I would have none of that, as I was on my feet, pulling on his arm. Soon we were standing in the middle of the living room. my left hand in his right, my right arm wrapped about his side with my palm of my right hand on his fanny. His left hand was in the middle of my upper back, and we were looking into each others eyes as we moved about the room. I don't know why he didn't want to dance, as he's very good, not stepping on my toes once. And I kept a good three inches between my body and his at all times, as he kept glancing down between us. Another song, and the gap got narrower. Three more songs, and finally, our bodies were touching together. I could feel his large male member through his suit pants, pressing into my body just below my breasts.

And I wasn't wanting it there.

The song ended, and I pushed myself away, he getting a dejected look on his face. I pulled him to the couch, and he sat down, while still holding onto my hand. His face brightened, as I climbed onto his wide lap, with a knee on the couch on each side of his hips. With my hands on his shoulders, I leaned forward, planting my lips on his. I felt his hands move up along my waist, holding me, as our mouths opened, and our tongues met for the first time. My crotch was on top of his shaft, as I pushed down against it, making him groan. I felt his hand find the zipper to my dress, and I didn't stop him as he pulled it down. I broke the kiss, reached down for the bottom hem, and pulled my dress over and off of my body. He reached up with his hands, each covering a bra covered breast, and gently pulled the cups down, allowing my nipples to pop free. He said "Oh my!", as I leaned forward, allowing him to take my left nipple between his lips. Oh god did that feel good, as I squirmed on his lap.

I reached behind me and undid the clasp of my bra, and when he felt the tension release in the fabric, he pulled it off of my body, tossing it away towards where I had tossed my dress. I wanted to see what was pressing into my pussy, as I slowly slid off his lap and onto my knees on the floor. With help from him, we soon had his black cock out, and my eyes damn near popped out of my head. It was freaking huge! And it seemed to not even be totally hard, as I grabbed it with two hands, and wishing I had a third! I moved my face to it, and he laid his arms down, as I ran my tongue up along the shaft of his enormous staff. When I got to the head, I put my mouth over it, swirling my tongue around it, as I used both hands to jerk on this big shaft. The whole thing was throbbing, and getting more firm the more I sucked and licked his cock.

He was breathing heavily, and then, his whole body went stiff, as he groaned loudly, as thick jets of cum came blasting into my ready mouth. I was a good little cock sucker, as I was able to swallow it all without missing a drop. He ran his hands through my hair, as I sucked every drop out, before licking and sucking on his cock on down towards his big, black hairy balls. I sucked them gently, first one then the other, making him groan with enjoyment. I then stood, and sat on the couch next to him, allowing him some time to recover. He turned to me, leaned over and we kissed, as his right hand covered my left breast and squeezed it gently. Then he stood up, and slowly started to take his clothes off, as I laid back, my head on the arm rest, my right leg up on the couch, my left leg draped over the edge with my foot on the floor. I had my left hand on my right breast, rubbing it, while my right hand was over my very wet panties, rubbing my pubic mound, watching as he took all of his clothes off. I was all smiles when he was naked, admiring his big, black frame. Yes, he carried a lot of weight, but he carried it well. Not much of a gut, and that cock of his, hanging down between his legs, looking rather menacing to say the least. I smiled at him, as he got down on a knee at the edge of the couch, and with both hands, he pulled my panties off my legs. I arched my neck as he leaned forward, and started to lick my cunt. I screamed as soon as his tongue hit my clit, I was worked up so much that was all it took, as my overcharged body exploded. And my new lover didn't stop, as he put first on, then a second, and finally a third finger up into my dripping hot pussy, as his tongue attacked my clit with precision.

His tongue and fingers got me off to a long and very intense multiple orgasm. I was sucking air, as I partially opened my eyes. Jack was looking up at me, as his tongue still worked my sex, my hips thrusting into his face. I croaked out softly, "Fuck me." He pulled his face from my wet snatch, my juices covering his black face. Rising on his knees, he then rose partially to his feet, and lifted his left foot up, putting it on the couch. I reached down, grabbing his donkey size cock, and pulled it to my gash. I first rubbed it around my clit, sending sparks through my body, before putting the tip at my opening. I took a deep, sharp breath when he pressed forward, his cock stretching my opening wide.

A loud, staggered groan escaped my open mouth, as he sank four inches of that cock into me, my body bristling at the invasion of his male member. He tried to push some more in, but my cunt wasn’t going to allow it for the moment. I leaned my head back, and put my right hand at my clit, rubbing it vigorously. I started bucking my hips, feeling his throbbing pecker inside of me, my body wanting more. I felt his lips on my hard right nipple, as he was now hunched over, his black lips feasting on my milky white breasts. I felt pressure inside of me, a big sexual pressure. And then, he pulled about two inches out, and slammed hard into me. I screamed loudly, at pain at first, but of sexual delight next, as one of the most powerful orgasms in my life crashed my body.

Jack didn’t allow me to get use to his size, and by now I didn't care, as I was rolling my hips while he stroked his long, thick shaft in and out of my body. I didn't remember doing it, but I had put my ankles up on his broad shoulders, and opening up my eyes, I looked down at where we were joined, his hands on my breasts, squeezing the life out of them, as my cunt willingly now was swallowing his dong. We were grunting away, both of flexing our hips at a fast clip, when he suddenly cried out. I felt his cock erupt deep inside of me, and that triggered my own loud orgasm, as I dug my nails into the side of his thighs while my body went into some serious convulsions.

I pulled my ankles off of his shoulders and wrapped my legs around his hips, my hands going to his face and pulling his head to mine. We kissed long and hard, as I felt his cock still jettisoning it's payload deep inside my womb. Our kiss was broken as we moved our faces so our cheeks were aside each other. I whispered in-between pants, "Your bedroom, carry me. please."

He slipped his hands around my back, and effortlessly picked me up, as I grunted when my cunt slid down his shaft. I whimpered, feeling quite stuffed while he carried me towards a bedroom. My body was bouncing on his shaft, and again I climaxed, my fingers digging into his flesh as I bit down on his shoulder. I heard him groan from the pain i just caused him, as we entered a bedroom. He turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, and soon he was sucking on my right breast. He had the whole thing inside his mouth, and I moaned with delight as my hips moved, my cunt walls massaging his fabulous ebony prick.

He laid his body down, and I began a long, wonderful ride on his cock. For the next ninety minutes, I worked myself from one orgasm to another, slowing down or completely stopping when I felt his rod was about to blow, then continuing on my merry way. The whole time, his face was showing he was wanting to cum, but I wasn't about to allow it, not letting him thrust up into me, for when he did move his hips up, I would rise my body, not giving him any friction to help his cause what so ever. But finally, I relented, as I soon was bouncing up and down on his shaft, and it took all of maybe twenty seconds for him to arch his neck and through clenched teeth, he roared loudly, his pulsing member emptying into my body again.

When he finally relaxed, I lowered my body on top of his, and kissed his chin, saying "Well, how was that?"

He had his eyes closed, as he said "Oh god Julie. That was by far the best sex that I've ever had."

I murmured out "Thank you." I raised up, and flexed my cunt, feeling and hearing our cum squirting out from around our joined connection. I smiled, and said "Yeah, this was pretty intense. I hadn't been fucked this good since before my husband died."

"He was one lucky man to have had you for so long." Jack quipped.

I giggled, "Yeah, he rode this ride a lot." I slowly rocked on his cock. I could feel it had shrunk somewhat, but even soft, it was of tremendous size. "Yeah, his nine inch cock was my favorite."

His eyes flew open, "Nine inches,? And he was white?"

I had a sly smile, "You black boys don't have the market cornered on big cocks, Jack. And his wasn't the biggest cock that I've ever had." I sighed, "Of course, I learned a long time ago, that size is nive, but the person's attitude makes a world of difference." I smiled, "Why, some of my best fucks were with a guy with only about a six-inch cock." I raised my arms up, and put my hands behind my head, arching my back and stretching out, I had my eyes closed, adding "God, what that boy could do with his tongue!"

He chuckled, and I felt his hands cover my breasts, as he exclaimed "So, you're pretty experienced in sex."

I grinned, and pulled my arms down, and placed the palms of my hands down flat on his broad, black chest, "Couldn’t you tell?" He smiled, and nodded his head yes. "Actually, I've only had maybe twenty different men. All but three after I was married." I saw he raised an eyebrow at that. "Hubby and I did some swinging for a short spell." I winked as I said "I think he wanted some relief at the time, for I was riding him about every night."

He snorted, "Damn, that would kill me."

"You would die happy." I quipped. He chuckled at that. I then asked "So, since you now know my background, have you had many white women?"

He smiled, "Is this kiss and tell?"

"No, it's fuck and tell." I said between giggles.

"I've had a few. Had one just two weeks ago." He started thrusting up into me, adding "Of course, no where near as good as you."

"Tell me about it!" I demanded with a smile on my face.

He shagged, "Not much to tell. A little blond housewife, she wanted a ride on my black staff."

I had a shocked face, as I asked "She was married?"

"Still is, I'm sure." Jack stated with a laugh. "She was curious about us black men, I've ran into her type before. I was at the bar after work with Adam. She hit on us, and we took her to a motel and did her for about three hours." He gently squeezed my little melons, adding "She was no where near as good as you."

"It's obvious that you know flattery will get you more pussy." I said. I then asked "Wait, you both did her?" He nodded his head yes. I smiled, "Wow, two cocks. It's been a long time since I did that."

He stuttered as he nervously asked "You, um, wouldn't mind thinking about having sex with both Adam and I, would you?"

I smiled, "I may be up for that. Would that bother you?" He shook his head no. I felt his cock twitch, and it seemed to slowly enlarge inside of my tight cunt. "Well, we’ve issues to discuss first."

"Such as?" he asked.

"For starters, I enjoy sex. But, I don't want my reputation to go down the drain." I stated.

I frowned when he said "You don't want it to get out you're bucking a pair of niggers."

I coldly replied "I don't want it to get out that I'm fucking more than one man at once. It doesn't matter if they’re white, black, red or fucking purple, understand?"

He quickly defended himself, "Okay, I understand."

I smiled, "Good. Now, there's another privacy issue. I mean, we don't want the kids to find out. At least, not for a while yet. Also, although I want sex, I've gone without for a very long time, and I could very well go without for an even longer amount of time."

He smiled, "You want something in return, other than a cunt full of cum."

I laughed, "Well, that's being a bit blunt, but yes, I would."

"Name it, and it's yours." He replied.

I closed my eyes, and laid my head down, my left cheek on his broad, black left shoulder. "I could use a new sink and vanity in the bathroom."

He snorted, "No problem, I'm sure we're very capable of taking care of all plumbing issues."

"Yes, in more ways than one, I'm sure." I retorted, causing both of us to giggle. I raised my hips, my cunt gripping his cock, and pulling it up with me. He had a surprised look on his face, and I added, "Yeah, I'm going to enjoy working your meat with my body."

Relaxing my vagina, his tool fell from my grasp, and I slowly slid down his body. I took his cock in my left hand, while my right hand gently massaged his heavy nut sack, and I stuck out my tongue, licking our cream off his shaft. He moaned, his hands on my head, as I engulfed the head of his dick, giving him soft swirlies. I nursed on his pecker for twenty minutes, before he was completely hard once more. I crawled up along side of him, facing away from his body, and I lifted my leg up. He grabbed it with his right hand, just above the knee, as I reached down between my legs, guiding his meat into my cunt. I moaned with delight as I felt him slide it into me, making my body quiver. Hooking my right ankle behind his leg, he moved his right hand to my twat, gently rubbing my clit. Oh god was I in heaven! A cock stuffed inside my hot box, and his fingers playing with my clit, what more could a woman ask for?

He got me off three times, before he pulled out, crawled down and had a snack on my cream. Then he pinned my ankles to my ears and drilled me for a solid hour before pumping me with another healthy load of his hot cum, his throbbing cock pushing me off into another hard orgasm. Jack and I fucked like rabbits as often as we could the rest of the week. Usually right after he returned home from work, then after dinner until we were exhausted. And then in the morning before he headed off to work once again. My daughter was due back on Friday, when I was to pick her up at the airport, and the guys were to get back on Saturday. So Thursday, I made a very romantic dinner for us, which we had in the nude. Something sensual eating by candlelight, with not a stitch on. Of course, we had each other for dessert.

It was hard at first, once everyone had returned, to act like nothing was out of the ordinary. I did my part not letting on that Jack hands did a great job of fucking my brains out for almost six straight days. And he did the same. Of course, we had no idea how to continue this affair. Nor had we any idea how to include Adam. In other words, it was business as usual.

And my pussy was getting hungry for more!

Two weeks went by, and nothing. Yes, Jack and I would make smiles towards each other, and on the few occasions we were alone, we acted non-discript as we would ask the other if an idea was come up with. Finally, an opportunity presented itself. Usually, I worked the days that Jack and Adam had off. But during the third week, he and I were off together. A day spent in my bedroom, with us savoring almost six hours of non-stop sex before the kids returned home from school. We even had our bases covered, as he brought over some tools, opened the doors underneath the kitchen sink, and laid his tools there. No need to explain where he laid his main, big tool. God, did he clean out my pipes! He went home to shower, as I took mine in my own house, just in case someone made an unexpected appearance. When he returned to fetch his tools, we were both in the kitchen, when he asked "You still interested in Adam?"

I smiled broadly, "Well, two hard cocks are better than one."

He grinned, and said "There's a blues concert in Lubbock, express your desire to go when I bring it up tonight. I'll invite you and Rachel over for a cook-out."

With a big grin, I replied, "And I'll arrange something more than a concert, huh?"

He chuckled, and I lowered myself down to his level and gave him a kiss. So a plan was set, and he soon went on his way to his house, leaving me with a big smile on my face, and my pussy getting very wet in anticipation. I acted surprised a few hour later, when one of Jack's boys came over, offering the invite, where upon I acted as if I was sure of we would come over or not, before telling him that yes, we would. And the cookout went as planned, and I played it perfectly as Jack brought up the subject of the upcoming concert, and I jumping in, saying I would enjoy seeing the show as well. With that, plans were set for this coming Saturday, and none were the wiser. I wasn't worried about leaving Rachel home alone, for Jack knew that if any harm came to my baby, he could forget about this piece of ass ever being available for him again.

The arrangements were for Adam and I to leave that Saturday at two o'clock in the afternoon for the hour drive to Lubbock. We would have time for a meal and to relax before the show. He drove his car over to my drive right at the appointed time, and away we went down the highway. Of course we talked, about the kids, their schooling, our jobs, the usual things that two adults talk about. When we arrived on the outskirts of Lubbock, I pointed to an entrance drive, and said "Oh, do you mind? Please turn here."

He stuttered out "Uh, yeah, sure.", with a bit of confusion in his voice.

We were now in the parking lot of a motel, and I said "Go park over there.", as I pointed to a space by the office. He did as he was told, without saying a word. Once he had it in park, I opened the door, and said "I'll be right back." I got out, went inside the office, and in ten minutes, I returned with a room key. The look on his face, one of total shock, as I got in, and said "Room one-twenty-one." I looked to my right, pointed, and added "That'll be down there." He didn't move a muscle, and I turned to look at him, and smiled, saying "Well, you going to move the car, or am I going to have to fuck your brains out right here out in the parking lot."

He started it up, saying an excited and very surprised "Shit!", as he shifted the car in reverse and moved us over to the room.

I giggled, as he damn near crashed into two other cars before pulling his vehicle into the spot. I got out, and walked to the door, hearing him getting out as well. I had the door open and was inside with him hot on my heels. I stepped aside and let him pass me, before closing the door and latching the security chain. He had turned around, facing me, as I dropped to my knees, my hands loosening up his belt, as I said "I hope you don't mind, but I've changed my mind about going to the concert." He muttered something, whatever it was, I couldn't make out, as I pulled his pants and boxers down below his hips, revealing his hefty meat. I smiled as I took hold of it, and kissed the end, saying "My, just as big as your cousin."

He blurted out "Shit! You mean you and Jack have done it?"

I giggled, nodding my head yes, as I took his cock between my lips. I felt it throb, as it grew, while I started jerking his fuck stick into my mouth. He just groaned, his hands playing with my hair, smiling as he looked down at what I was doing with his cock. I knew what was soon in store for my mouth, as I sucked him hard, my hands on his hips as I glided my mouth on his cock. In just seconds, Adam groaned, and a deluge of salty man juice flooded my mouth. I eagerly swallowed it all, before releasing his prick. I then stood, and pulled my top off over my head, letting my breasts hang free. He smiled, reaching out and using a hand on each, palming them. I moaned, and after a very satisfied sigh, I said "Let's get out of these clothes, Adam. We've only three hours of fun."

He chuckled, as he peeled his shirt off, while I finished disrobing. He went to the bed, and laid on his back, as I followed him to it. I crawled over his body, my cunt above his face, as I grabbed his large and semi-hard cock and swallowed it once again. He put his big, black hands on my hips, pulling my twat to his lips, and I groaned with pleasure as I felt his lips and tongue start to feast on my body. Adam's cock is almost as big as Jack's fourteen-inch monster. Maybe an inch less at thirteen. But it didn't matter, as he used it in me for the whole three hours, not once pulling out all the way. He rode me for the first twenty minutes, driving me to a good hard orgasm. Then while still inside of me, he rolled me over, and with my face and shoulders buried into the mattress, he drilled me with long, fast strokes, before dumping his payload inside of my hot box. Then he laid down on his left side, with me laying partially on top of him. I pulled my legs up to my chest, and with his finger on my clit, he expertly fucked me for the remainder of the time, bringing me off time and time again.

With a very happy smile on both of our face, we finished with a nice and very quick screw in the shower. Then once back into clothes, we went out and got into the car and headed for home. We weren't even out of the motel parking lot, when I asked "Well, what you think?"

He snorted, shook his head, and exclaimed "Damn!" A short pause, and he turned and asked "So, like, can we do this again?"

I laughed, and reached over and patted his thigh, saying "Shoot yeah."

He chuckled at first. Then he his face got a serious look on it, as he asked "And Jack too?" I nodded my head yes, and he let out a soft whistle. A smile came to his face, and he said "Damn, looks like Jack and I have a new playground."

I laughed, saying "Looks like it, yeah."

He then asked "But, what about the kids?"

I replied "I've an idea about that."

He chuckled, "Well, I'm all ears."

I sighed, "Well Adam, Jack and I already discussed this. And well, why not get them involved?"

He about crashed the car, as he swerved, saying "Say what?" Damn! Got to be more careful. "You mean Jack and I will have to share you with the boys?"

I laughed, "No silly. There's Rachel."

He asked in a stunned voice, "You going to let the boys use Rachel?"

I shook my head no, laughing as I said "No, let me explain." I took a deep breath, and said "Jack and I talked about this, and the best way to do this, is to have father and sons with one female for a week at a time. For instance, you and your three boys with me one week, while Jack and his three with Rachel. Then the following week, we'll switch."

He said "Whew. That's better. I don't think it would be good for little Rachel to take six boys on at once."

"Oh, I'm sure it won't be all at once, Adam." I replied. "Besides, there will be rules, such as no means no. And of course, only one male per night. That way, in one week, Rachel and I get three nights rest." I then grinned, adding "Of course, either one of us, that is Rachel and I, can bend that rule as we see fit."

He just chuckled again, a smile on his face, and a tent in his slacks. "So, does Rachel know of this?"

I exhaled hard, saying "No, that's going to be the difficult part, how to introduce her to the idea of having a group of men that she can allow to play with her body." He kept on driving, and we sat in silence, with me thinking about my dear Rachel. After a while, and a lot closer to home, I sighed, and said wishfully, "You know, if there was a way for you and Jack to do it, without the boys around, that would be best."

A slight pause on his part, and he said a "Oh."

I asked "What?"

He smiled, and I could tell he had an idea. "Jack and I can send them to our parents." He turned and I saw his big white teeth in an even bigger smile, as he said "They're about due for a visit to their grandparents anyway."

"But, how will they get there?" I asked, adding "I mean, it's a long drive to Dallas and then to come back?"

"Hey, if it means that Jack and I can play with you and your daughter, I'll pay for the airfare out of my own pocket.", he said with an evil laugh.

I mulled it over, before saying "Okay, but, let's wait for a spell."

"How long a spell?" he asked, a bit of worry in his voice.

I replied "A year."

"A year?" he exclaimed.

I laughed, "Settle down, Adam, and listen. In a year, my baby will be sixteen. Her body will be even more ready for sex. And your youngest will have turned thirteen." I then squeezed his pecker through his slacks, saying "Besides, you'll still have me to play with, and then, in let's say August, you and Jack can drive the boys to their grandparents, return, and have a nice week of introducing your precious big, black cocks to my daughter." He grumbled, and I leaned over and kissed the side of his face, saying "Deal?"

He sighed, and said "Well, alright." He then laughed, "Shit! I still get to have your hot body once in a while, I'll make it through to next summer."

We both laughed, as we continued on our way home. None of the kids were any wiser about what happened on that trip he and I took. And none caught on for the next ten months, as my two lovers would only visit me when all the children were gone, which was easy during the school year. After all, none of the kids could drive, so they had to take the bus to school each and every day. So three days a week, I would be the playground for my lovers. Usually one at a time at first, but the more our affair went on, it seemed I was taking on both men at once. At first, I wasn't pleased with this. But I soon found I enjoyed two cocks at once. Not that either of my men would go soft during the action, but, well, I found that not only did I enjoy sucking one while the other one was pumping my pussy, but I found that I had another hole down there that could accept their hard cocks. The first time was a bit painful, what with Jack's fourteen inch prick busting my virgin asshole. But after that, I was hooked. Of course, I limited each session, usually to just a few hours, and also I made sure all festivities stopped at least two hours before Rachel would arrive home. This gave me plenty of time to rest up for her arrival after cleaning the bedroom, or whatever room we had done it in.

Of course, I did get my new sink and vanity in the bathroom. And there's also the new cabinets in the kitchen. My car gets the oil changed on a regular basis now as well. Plus, there's been painting, minor repairs of the house and such. Even my garage and attic were cleaned out that year! So my two lovers have performed well for services rendered. But then summer came, and that put the liaisons with my lovers on hold. It's pretty darn hard to get it on with the kids around. Especially if you don't want them involved.

Yet.

My poor studs were suffering from dreaded semen backup by mid-July, when I caught Jack alone while mowing one afternoon. We smiled, and he expressed his undying lust for me. I giggled, and told him that maybe he and Adam should get the kids sent off a bit earlier than planned. I thought that big, black man was going to get himself killed as he retreated to his house. Sure enough, he came back out an hour later, and announced that he and Adam were taking the boys to Dallas in two weeks. I somehow got lucky the following week, getting Jack alone in my home, as Rachel went and spent the night with a girlfriend, and the boys were taken somewhere by Adam. And I told my lover, after he emptied three heavy loads in my horny snatch, that when he and Adam take the boys to Dallas, to spend the night. I wanted a chance to talk to my daughter, and that night would be a good time to do it.

They left on a Thursday afternoon. Both Rachel and I smiled and waved as they honked and backed the van out of the drive to head East to the big city. It was then that I saw it. The look of disappointment in my little girls face. My heart brightened, thinking that maybe this would be easier than I thought. We had our usual routine, worked on chores, had dinner, and then sat around, watching television and reading. It was late, when I turned off the television, and asked "You okay, Rachel?"

She lifted her head up, and asked "What you mean, momma?"

I smiled, motioning for her to join me on the couch, saying "You looked pretty sad when the boys left for Dallas."

She sighed heavily, as she came and sat next to me. "Momma, I need to talk."

I put my arm about her, asking "What is it, dear?"

She put her hands together, and she stuttered at first, saying "Well, it's the boys next door."

Boy's? That's plural! I smiled inside, thinking that this might be easier than I had planned. I asked in a soft, soothing voice, "What about the boys?"

She took a deep breath, then exhaled hard, and declared, "I like them, momma. All six." She turned her face to me, and she asked "Is it okay? I mean, they’re black!"

I snorted, and buried my face into her shoulder, while squeezing her tightly, saying joyfully, "Oh Rachel, it's more than okay."

I heard her surprised voice say "Huh? You mean it's okay?"

I leaned away, and with my other hand, I brushed her blond hair away from her face, saying "Oh course it's okay." I paused, "I do have something to tell you, but first, tell me why you like these boys."

She smiled, looking down at her hands, "Well, Greg and Pat, they're like always there at school, making sure no one bothers me and all. I mean, it's like having a air of older brothers." She giggled, "And they're always encouraging me in my school work. And George and Ronnie, although they tease me constantly, they're always there to help me with my chores. As a matter of fact, they’re always over helping me clean the pool." She took a breath, and I recollected about this. Yes, I wonder if my two studs were behind that. Maybe not on purpose, but just the same. She went on, adding "And the younger two, Carl and Jason, well, they're so sweet and nice. I always make sure that they're doing okay in their classes at school."

I kissed my daughters forehead, and stated "I'm glad you find interest in them, Rachel."

"Why's that, momma?" she asked.

I leaned back into the couch, pulling her with me at my side, and said "Honey, you're just like me. For when I was younger, I wanted the boys. Not just as friends, but as lovers as well."

"So did you, um..." she hesitated, not finishing the sentence.

I chuckled, "Did I sleep around?" I quickly answered my own question, "No, not really. But I wanted to. I didn't try other lovers until after I married your father." She sat right up, her eyes bulging out in total disbelief. I smiled, pulling her back next to me, saying "Relax, your father knew. He was with me each and every time. You see baby, I enjoyed sex. When your father died, the enjoyment was gone. Until a year ago, anyway."

"What happened a year ago?" she asked.

I blurted it out, "I started dating Jack and Adam." Nothing was said for a few seconds, before she started giggling. I asked, "Okay, so what’s so funny?"

She tilted her face to look me I the eye, and declared, "I wondered why you've been so darn happy the last school year. And you've been a bit grouchy since school ended for the summer." She grinned as she said "Grouchy due to the fact you couldn't get any from your two lovers, I suppose, huh?"

I snickered, "Well, I thought I had hid my emotions rather well." I kissed her cheek, and said "Guess you're a bit more observant than I thought."

"Yes, but I wasn't able to put one and one together." she replied dejectedly. "And now the boys are gone for a week, and I'm here getting in your way with your lovers."

"Maybe. Or maybe you can have them as lovers as well." I said. She jerked her face around to look at me again, and I added "You can try them out, and then move on to the sons."

"You don't mind? I mean, you won't be jealous?" she asked.

"Let me tell you something, Rachel." I said, as I squeezed her shoulder tightly, "I've already discussed it with the guys. Tomorrow, when they get back, you will have the opportunity to experience sex with two men. For the next week, you will be romanced and sexed by my lovers. Then, when the boys return, we will introduce them into the relationship."

She gasped out "Oh my, you're not kidding, are you mom?"

Shaking my head no, I asked "Does that scare you?"

"A little." she replied.

"Well, the offer is there. You can take me up on it, or you can just ignore your mommy getting her rocks off with the neighbors." I said.

"You mean you'll include the boys? Even if I don't go along with it?" she asked.

Giggling, I replied, "Probably not. I can handle two men. Eight is a bit much." I paused, before continuing with "What we would do, is we would live with a group each week. Say for instance, you with Adam and his boys and me with Jack and his sons. Then the following week, we switch. Of course, you must remember, that you have the power to control them."

"But how would I be able to control those guys? They're so much bigger than I?" she whined.

I laughed, "Honey, you've got the pussy. If they don't treat you well, you don't let them near that young pussy of yours." I then asked "Now, you want to tell me what all you've done sexually so far?"

She snorted, "Not a thing, momma. I told you, Greg and Pat keep most guys away from me. They’re always telling me that the other boys just want to get into my panties." She sighed, as she grabbed her little breasts through her top, adding "Not like the boys want to see such little tits anyway."

Laughing, I said "Oh Rachel, big tits doesn't make a girl wanted by boys. All boys want is attention. And if you give them that, plus your body when they're good, they'll be all over you."

She giggled, saying "So, you think the boys would love me."

I smiled, hugged her, and said "Sounds like they already do." I pushed her up to her feet, saying "Now, go on and take your shower and get to bed. If you want to go through with this, let me know in the morning."

She grinned, leaned over and wrapped her arms about my neck, giving me a kiss, whispering into my ear, "You already know the answer to that, momma."

With that, she turned and went on down the hall, as I smiled, and sat and thought things through. Yes, my daughter's ready to become a woman. I'm just darn glad that I put her on the pill when she turned thirteen a few years back. Now, that pill will most certainly be put to the test.

I woke early the next morning, and rose and took my shower. Coming out, I went to the kitchen to make breakfast. The guys wouldn't be back until late in the afternoon, as planned, as I called Rachel to the breakfast table. She smiled, as she took her seat, and I asked "Sleep well?"

Giggling, she stated, "Not really. I'm a bit nervous."

I smiled, "Yes, I was too, a year ago when I took Jack the first time."

"Momma, is his cock big? I've heard black men have huge ones." she stated.

I laughed, "Well, yes, both are hung like the proverbial horse. Above average at that. But then, I’ve known white men, including your father, that were about their size. And I've seen a few black men that were rather small as well."

She asked with widened eyes, "Will it hurt?

Sighing, I stated "It always hurts the first time. Even if you hadn't done it in years like I experienced last year. But, you quickly get use to the size." I placed the morning meal in front of her, saying "Now go on and eat. Maybe you should take a nap after wards, to get rested up."

She began to eat, stating as she chewed, "You think they'll wear me out?"

"No, I'll be there to help lend a hand." I snorted, as I added "And pussy."

She laughed, almost choking on her food. She ate the rest of her meal, but looking at her dreamy blue eyes, I knew her mind was somewhere else. When she was done, she went to her room to get some more sleep, as I made a quick trip to town and back. I got home just before noon, as I made lunch, and woke her up. She mentioned she hadn't slept much, but she did fell more refreshed. After she ate, I said "Come on."

She rose to her feet, asking "They here yet?"

I laughed, responding with "No, not for another hour or two at least. But I want to get you cleaned up."

She protested, "But I took a shower last night!"

As she followed me into my master bath, I stated as I picked up the bag from the pharmacy that I visited that morning "Yes, but we're going to get you cleaner." She came into the bathroom behind me, and I said "Take off your panties, and sit on the toilet." As she did that, I opened the bag, and pulled out two boxes. I said "Lift up your nightie." She did, and I looked at her crotch, seeing a thick matting of fur. I was a bit surprised, and said "Well, first thing first, I need you to get rid of the pubic hair down there." She looked at me funny, as I pulled a pair of trimming scissors out of the drawer of the vanity, and I laughed, saying "Don't worry, and trust your mommy. The guys will love having a bare pussy to eat and fuck." I handed her the scissors, saying "Now go ahead and trim it down close to the skin, while I get out the shaving cream and a razor."

She started working away with the scissors, and soon she had it down pretty close. I handed her the can of shaving cream, and I said "It's just like doing your legs. So don't fret over it, okay?"

She started rubbing the cream into her snatch, saying "Okay, mom." Soon she was shaving away, handing me the razor after each stroke so I could rinse it off with hot water in the sink. This took a good twenty minutes, before she had a very nice bald pussy. I smiled, saying "Good, now for step number two." I picked up one of the boxes, and opened it, saying "This is a douche. You've never used one, but it's good for cleaning out your vagina. You'll probably want to use them from now on, especially after your periods." I handed it to her, and said "Just insert it into your pussy, and squeeze.

She did, and in a shocked voice, she said "Oh."

I laughed, "Yeah, it does feel a bit different."

She asked "When a man shoots his stuff inside of me, is that how it feels?"

I smiled, as she gave it a harder second squeeze, as the contents drained form her fuck hole, saying "It depends how hard he cums. I really can't explain it to you, you'll just have to experience it."

She pulled it out, blushing somewhat, saying "I'm looking forward to it."

I took the douche from her, tossing it in the wastebasket, and then picked up the second box. I asked, "Have you had a bowel movement yet today?" She shook her head no. I smiled, set the box down, and said "Go ahead and try having one. And afterwards, use this. It's an enema. It'll clean out your bowels."

There was fright on her face, as she stuttered out "They’re going to do my ass as well?"

I shrugged, saying "Probably. Don't worry, you're much younger than when I first did it. I've heard the younger you are, the easier it is." I sat the box down, and said "Well, no use me standing here while you do it. You think you can go poo?" She nodded her head yes. I smiled, "Good, go ahead then. You don't need me for that. And then, take a nice hot shower after you're through, okay?" I said as I walked to the door.

She replied a bit cheerfully, "Sure, mom."

I went and laid down on my bed, knowing that I may need some rest as well. I smiled, thinking that this will be a night to remember.

I did fall asleep, and I woke to the gentle touch of my daughter, as she pushed on my shoulder, saying "Momma, I saw them get home."

I opened my eyes, saying "Good, baby. That's great." Sitting up, I said "Well, let's let them wait a bit, then after my shower and my turn to get cleaned up, I'll call them and tell them to come over for dinner."

I went to the bathroom seeing the empty enema in the wastebasket, as she asked behind me, "You think they might come over while you're taking your shower?"

I laughed, as I pulled my shirt off, saying "No baby, I've these two trained." I leaned to her, kissing her forehead, and said "Go on and get a chicken out of the freezer and defrost it in the microwave. I'll be out shortly."

She smiled, and left me to my own cleaning session, followed by a nice, relaxing shower. I was all smiles, in anticipation of the event at hand, as I dried my body and put on a clean set of clothes. I didn't bother with undergarments. My thinking there being that they would just be another thing to slow down the night. And thinking of that, after going to the kitchen and giving Rachel cooking instructions, I went to her bedroom and picked out something for her to wear. Well, that was rather easy, as I pulled out a tube top, and a pair of shorts. I then went back to the kitchen, saying "I laid some clothes out for you to wear. Go put them on." She started to go, and I added "Oh, and don't bother with panties or bra."

Oh that sweet schoolgirl giggle, as she replied "Sure mom.", while she went to her bedroom.

I then picked up the phone, and called next door. Jack answered, and I said "Be over here for dinner in an hour."

He laughed, and asked "What we having?"

I replied "Fried chicken and mashed potatoes for the main meal, then for dessert it will be a slice of cherry pie."

He said "Really?"

I laughed, "Yes, but there's only one slice, and you two will have to decided who gets to take it."

I heard him say "Damn!" as I hung the phone up.

I had dinner about ready, what with Rachel's nervously helping me. I could tell she was really looking forward to this, as she fumbled about the kitchen. And right on time, there was a knock at the door just as I was putting the chicken on the table. I smiled, lifted my head up and looked at her, asking "You ready?" She nodded, a big grin on her face, as I said "Well then, go get the door. No need making those two wait to eat any longer."

She dashed for the front door, as I went and grabbed the bowl of mashed potatoes, and set them on the table. Rachel had drinks poured, cola for everyone, and she came back into the dining room between the two big, black men, with her holding a hand of each. Oh yes, she looked delightful, her small, thin ninety pound ivory skinned frame between the two dark behemoths. They were dressed casually, as they took seats on the other side of the table from where Rachel and I were to sit. The conversation was friendly, with no sexual overtones, as we ate our meal. I asked about the boys, and was informed that they didn't like the idea of staying with their grandparents, but that their fathers promised them something special in a week or so.

After dinner, I wasn't surprised when both men offered to do the clean-up, with them telling us to go and relax in the living room. That's when I got an idea on how to proceed. I whispered to Rachel, "Go on and get on my bed. We'll be all more comfortable on it."

"Should I undress?" she asked.

I giggled, "No, let them do that." I paused, and added "I may get them warmed up first for you."

"How's that, momma?"

I laughed, "Just leave it to me, baby." I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, and patted her tight, young ass, saying "Now go on and get in there."

She went on her way as she was told, as I went to the couch, and took my clothes off. In fifteen minutes, my lovers came into the room, and I was greeted with a pair of smiles. They came to me, and I stood up, as they hugged me between them. Jack asked "Now where's that pie?"

I giggled, my hands finding and grabbing their cocks through the thin fabric of their shorts. "She's on my bed. But I want to get you guys warmed up, so to speak." I let go of both, and said "Now, strip down, and let me get you both good and hard."

Both of them laughed, with Adam stating as they disrobed, "Shoot, that won't take long."

I giggled and asked "Which one's doing the honors?"

Jack smiled as he pushed his shorts down below his hips, his massive dong falling free, saying "Adam is. I get her mouth first."

Now completely naked, I grabbed their very hard fuck sticks, and smiling, I led them down the hall, Entering the bedroom, there was my little girl, sitting on the bed with her back up against the headboard, her hands folded across her bare belly, just below her tube top, and her long, thin legs crossed. She was all smiles, as I let go of their cocks, and they went to the bed, Jack on her right, Adam to her left, Both got on their knees next to her, and she reached out and grabbed their peckers, one in each hand, a amazed look on her face, as I stated "Well dear, what you think?"

She said "Wow!", as she first pulled Adam's schlong into her mouth, sucked on it for a few strokes, then did the same to Jack's hard, black knob. Both men reached down and pushed the tube top down below her small breasts. And as they each pulled on her hard, pink nipples, Jack said "Hey Adam, get down there and see how those nips taste."

Adam chuckled, saying "Heck yeah. Then I'll lick that fine pussy of hers as well."

I came to the edge of the bed and sat on it, as Adam came down to his knees first, before sitting down along side of my daughter. He lowered his head to her breast and cupping it with his black hand, he licked her nipple first, before putting his lips to it and sucking on it. She rewarded him with a lustful moan, as she energetically started to suck on Jack's big, black cock. Adam's right hand was undoing the snap to her shorts, and he quickly unzipped them, easing his fingers down inside to finger her clit. Her hips instantly started to buck, signaling he found her little clit. She was moaning on Jack's shaft, and Adam stopped suckling her hard nipple and moved down and as she raised her hips, he pulled her shorts off. He chuckled, saying "Damn, she's already wet."

I smiled, telling him "Well, get down there and get her wetter. This will be her first cock."

Jack was grinning as he added "First of many."

I laughed as my daughters groaned as soon as Adam's tongue touched her sex. Then, a few hard thrusts of her hips, and her body stiffened as she closed her eyes tight, her first orgasm from the guys ripping through her flesh.

She stopped sucking Jack's wood, and pulling it from her mouth, she said hoarsely, "Oh god, fuck me!" We all heard the desperation in her voice, wanting it, and wanting it now. Laughing softly, and with me smiling, Jack asked his cousin, "Is she wet enough?"

Adam rose up, grabbing her legs and spreading them wide, saying "Hell, I've never seen a woman flow with so much juices before."

He had his back to me, but Jack had a surprised look on his face, as he exclaimed "Damn, it's dripping off your face!"

I crawled up along side of my daughter, and I was shocked to see the copious amount of girl cream she had shot out of her twat and onto her new black lovers face. He pushed her left leg back with his right hand, and I grabbed her right leg and pulled it back, giving him complete access to her fuck hole. She had returned to sucking on Jack's pecker, now laying flat on her back, her head turned to the side as she pulled and twisted on his shiny black shaft. Adam rubbed the head of his twelve inch tool against her slit, and those white lips parted easily, allowing him to sink the head of his pecker inside of her, causing her to groan at the sudden vaginal invasion.

I smiled, seeing he was looking at me, and I nodded, saying "Go ahead, see what the rest of her cunt feels like."

He grinned, and pulled his hips back slightly, then shoved in hard, making her whole body jump at the sudden entrance of his cock, letting out a muffled wail on the cock in her mouth. Jack placed a hand on her left breast, gently massaging it, saying "There there, little one. There went that cherry."

Adam was breathing hard, and I looked to see only about a third of his monster cock was inside of her. He stuttered out "Jesus Christ, this is a tight one!"

She brought a hand to her crotch, and I saw her frig her clit. Adam pulled a bit out, and tried jamming some more in, only getting another inch at most inside of her tight box. I kissed my daughters cheek, saying "Go ahead, frig that clit. Make it so he can slide all of his cock into you."

She was whimpering as she sucked and played with her nub, while Adam, who was breathing even harder, slowly kept trying to feed her young cunt more of his black cock. She was moving her hips, meeting his thrusts, and after ten minutes, he was all the way in, his big black sack of nuts resting against her tight young ass. He was looking up at the ceiling, and I could tell he was having a hard time keeping from blasting his cream inside her tight body, what with his eyes closed and clenching his teeth. Then, he pulled out, and roared as he slammed back into her, his body shacking as he came. She also had a muffled cry, as I felt her whole body shake with one hell of an orgasm. Jack couldn't hold out anymore as well, as the sight of my daughters white cunt taking his cousins black prick was way too much, as he groaned and filled Rachel's sweet young mouth to overflowing. I saw her throat bulging out, but with her inexperience, she was unable to keep a substantial portion from leaking out of the corner of her mouth, as it dripped onto the mattress.

And that's how the first night began. Adam quickly caught his breath, and started pumping my little girl with his pecker, making her cum again and again. He rolled her over and as she went back to sucking on Jack's shaft, as he did her doggy-style for a good hour, before emptying his second load deep inside her quivering body. Once he pulled out, and with her still on her belly, Jack took his place, and upon entering, he hissed out "Damn Adam, you sure didn't loosen her up any."

I smiled, as I took Adam into my mouth, tasting my daughters and his cum on it, with Adam saying "Hell, I hope she never loosens up. Be just like her mommy." The rest of the night was a blur, as the guys would take their turned between her thighs. And I wasn't left out, as I had a cock inside of me from time to time, mainly to allow my girl a bit of rest. We did this one time for an hour, allowing her to sleep peacefully next to us, while the guys took turns fucking me, before making me into a sandwich. She woke up just in time to see them empty their balls in me, Jack in my ass, and Adam in my messy cunt.

Smiling, she said "I want to do that."

I leaned over, still impaled on cock, and kissed her forehead, saying "You will, eventually. Maybe in the morning. I think you've done enough tonight."

She accomplished that feat the next morning at the breakfast table, taking Jack’s big log up the pooper as Adam and I watched. She cried out in pain at first, but soon, just like me, she was pushing her tight ass back against him, giving back what she was receiving. The rest of the day, and all that week, the guys would alternate between the two bedrooms in my house. One with me, and the other with Rachel. And we didn't confine it to just the bedrooms, as for if Rachel and I saw a hard cock, we would use it. By weeks end, however, we had two very tired black men. And two very horny cunts. Neither Rachel nor I could get enough, and we were looking forward to the next step, that being introducing the sons to our fun. The guys and us hatched a plan. In two weeks, we would have a cookout on Saturday afternoon, in my backyard by the pool. We agreed that it would start as a rather innocent affair, with the four of us acting like nothing was out of the ordinary. By nightfall, Rachel and I were promised that our bodies would be so full of cum we would be sloshing it out as we walked. Pf course, that got me to thinking. Us ladies do want some oral stimulation, and being that the boys would probably not wanting to eat each others cum, I decided that it would be best if they all use rubbers. Jack wondered if a case would be enough. I just smiled, as my knees go weak, wondering how many they would go through as they took us that first weekend.

It started as a beautifully warm Saturday Texas morning. As I rose out of bed, I smiled, thinking about what lay in store for my body. Of course, a lot of preparation was needed, and part of that was our bodies, as I had Rachel get up, and begin her preparations. After a very hearty breakfast, we got our bodies ready. First was a through cleansing of our vagina's and bowels, followed by getting the razor out and making sure our white snatches were completely bare. Jack and Adam were to supply all the party needs, they were even to cook the meals, as they said they would be over by about eleven to start the charcoal.

I greeted them both as they arrived, a smile on my face, and a very damp pussy. Since the boys got back from their grandparents, none of us had a chance to partake in the joys of flesh, so we were more than just primed. Of course, Rachel and I did do some shopping the previous week, as we drove all the way to Lubbock on Wednesday to pick up two new swimsuits, one for each of us. I was just hoping that I would look good enough in it that the guys would want to nail me. Why was I worried? After all, they're men. At about noon, Adam went and fetched the boys, and soon he returned with them in tow. They were not expecting a thing, as some got into the pool, while others sat around the large picnic table, talking with their fathers. Some even were playing catch with a football, not paying any attention to us women.

The bar-b-que was almost ready, when I rose and said "I'm going in to get my swimsuit on."

Rachel got up as well, saying "Me too." as she followed me into the house. We went into my bedroom, and quickly we were out of our clothes and into the bathing suits. Or what there was of them. Both were of red in color, a pair of string bikini’s. Neither had much cloth in the front, as the triangular pieces of cloth just barely covered our nipples, which were poking out hard against he fabric. And looking at Rachel, the fabric in her crotch was just wide enough to cover the top of her pussy lips. Just a little movement, and her slit would be exposed. Mine was the same as hers, as we giggled and checked each other out. The bottoms, there was nothing covering the cheeks of our ass, as the fabric went up into our butt cracks. I smiled, thinking that this would most definitely get the attentions of the six, young males. And of course, since we had been wearing our old two-piece suits all summer, there was a lot of exposed white flesh.

We hugged each other, and I said "Well, here we go."

Giggling, she said "Wonder how long we have to wait."

"Not until we're done eating, Adam and Jack have this planned out." I said, as I pulled on my robe, and so did she. We grabbed a pair of towels, and off we went, entering the back patio as if nothing was wrong. Both fathers eyes us with sly groins on our faces, as we headed for the pool still wearing the robes.

There’s a small table there, and as we pulled the robes off, I heard one of the boys say softly "Damn!"

I didn't even crack a smile, as Rachel and I placed the robes and our towels on that table, before climbing the steps to the above ground pool and getting into the water. George, Ronnie and Pat were already in the pool, as I said "Hey guys, is the water warm enough for you?" as I climbed down the ladder, feeling the warm water envelope my skin.

I turned, and George, his jaw was hanging down, he stammered out "Uh, yeah...um...it's fine."

Rachel giggled, as she dove underneath the water, surfacing a few feet from Pat. As she wiped the water and hair from her face, she said "Whew, that feels good, doesn't it, Pat?"

I smirked, as Pat, who was looking down at her small chest, said "Uh, yeah."

For the next twenty minutes, Rachel and I swam around in the pool, as the guys cautiously moved about as well. They looked as if they were not sure what to do, and I'm sure they didn't at that. And, I was very happy to see that they were eyeing me up as much as they were eying up my daughter. And I wasn't shocked to see the other three boys soon join us in the pool. Especially when it became apparent that our swimsuits, not only are they small, but they're rather transparent once wet. Looking at Rachel, I could see her dare areolas as if she was wearing nothing at all. I couldn't see her pussy, but I was sure it was the same way. By the time that Jack said the food was ready, the guys had loosened up some, even chatting with us, as if we were fully clothed.

Getting out, I was grinning as I saw what Rachel's suit looked like now that she had it wet. I glanced down and saw my pussy lips, swollen and quite visible through the wet, red cloth. Hack, even my clit was swollen and sticking out between those lips, just begging to be touched. And looking at the boys as they got out, six boys, six very big tents! Even though they're wearing the baggy style of swimwear that boys do wear these days, it wasn't hiding their massive poles. And the feeling in my groin was saying to hell with the meal, let's eat cock!

I took a seat on one side of the picnic table, and Rachel directly across from me. It was tight seating, but we had two men on each side of us. I had Jason and his dad Adam to my right, and Keyshan and George to my left. Rachel was snuggly fit in-between Carl on her right and Greg on her left, while on the outside were Jack and Ronnie.

The fathers kept a normal conversation going the whole twenty minutes we ate, and towards the end, Jack said to his oldest, "Greg, go on to our house and get that volleyball net. Take your brother and George along to get it and the posts." HE turned to me, asking "I figured since it's such a nice, hot day, that maybe a few games of volleyball would be nice."

Smiling, I declared "That's an excellent idea.", quickly adding "Why not this side of the table against the other?"

Adam said "Sure, but first, I want the boys to get things cleaned up." He said to Ronnie, "Go ahead and get busy with your brother and cousin and get things cleaned up. I'll send in the others once they're back with the volleyball net and poles." He got to his feet, saying "Now I think it’s time that I get a swim in."

Jack expressed the same sentiment, and Rachel and I joined the two fathers in the pool, just enjoying the water and watching the boys get things set up and cleaned up. We talked softly, as not to be heard by the boys, with them telling us their plans. I smirked when I heard it, thinking it was rather corny, but what the hell, I was game.

It took the boys twenty minutes to get things in order, and that's when we exited the pool. I sent Rachel in to get our flip-flops, and we then begin our games. It was rather amusing at first, as we played and the boys were having a hard time keeping focused on the game. They seemed to be more interested in watching the female flesh that Rachel and I had to offer. My team beat Rachel’s team two straight games. I watched in amusement as she huddled with her teammates, and then as we began to play, I noticed they were a bit shocked. I knew what was said in the huddle, as the boys came out this game to play hard. It was close, but they eventually won. It was a return shot by me, which didn't clear the net. And as soon as that ball hit the ground, all four males on her side turned to look at her. She blushed, and as she reached behind her back, she said "Okay, we won. Guess I'll have to take this top off as promised."

With that, she undid the string behind her back, and pulled her top off, revealing her bare little boobies. Her side cheered, and my guys did as well. I turned to them, saying "Very well, if we win, I'll remove everything." I picked up the ball, tossing it to Adam, saying "Okay, let's go for it."

My boys let out a loud cheer, and soon the game began. It was a hard fought game, and amazingly, we won. They looked nervously at me at the end, until I gave them a reason to smile as I quickly took the bathing suit off, revealing my white body to eight lustful sets of eyes. Rachel, acting a bit miffed, stated "Okay mom, what you want to play for now?"

I grinned, as I shot back, the loosing side removed their clothes."

She yelled out "Deal!" as the four men on her team looked on in disbelief. And the three sons on her team were in for a surprise, as Jack and her had already conspired to throw the game. They weren’t that obvious, but they did manage it, as they loss by three points.

Jack sighed, shook his head, and as he started pushing his shorts down, he said "Come on boys, off with those clothes." He turned to Rachel, adding "You as well, little girl."

Oh what a sight, four males, with enormous forms of manhood swaying in the hot, Texas sun, as we began a new game, with my daughter saying loudly "Mom, if you loose, your team undresses and you have to give my guys blow jobs."

I laughed, and mocked her, saying "And if we win, you do the same with my boys."

Oh my, what a game! I never saw those boys work so hard in wining a game. And those big cocks looked mighty fine as they seemed to wave at me every time one of them played the ball. The last point saw Adam returning a shot that didn't clear the net. I turned and looked at him, a bit of fake disappointment on my face, as he sighed, and like his cousin from the first game, took his shorts off, his massive meat hanging in the sun. I turned, and ducked under the net, and reaching out, I grabbed Carl's cock and dropped to my knees. He gasped as I began my first blowjob of the afternoon. And, not surprisingly, he didn't last long, as he quickly erupted in my mouth. I had Pat and George next, alternating sucking them off while now seated on my bare ass on the ground, with Jack standing nearby, waiting for his turn. I heard comments behind me, and soon the second slurping sound of my daughter orally servicing the other four men.

I had Jack in my mouth, and he was almost there to give me my fourth mouth load in less than ten minutes, when I heard my daughter gleefully shout out "There, I sucked all four off before you, momma."

I wanted to answer her, but Jack's cock erupted, with me quickly swallowing it all. I released his pecker, turned and saw her standing there, with both hands filed with dick, Jason in her left, and Ronnie in her right. I said "Well, let's see who can get fucked the most then."

Jack helped me to my feet, saying "That sounds great, but I do believe the boys have some eating to do first." He took my hand, pulling me to the picnic table, and the others followed. Soon I was on the table, with Jack sitting on the bench between my legs, and he was soon eating my very wet snatch. What a feeling, as I would cum, and another black head would end up between my thighs, licking away and prodding my flesh. Both fathers sat next to us, giving their boys proper instructions on how to eat good white pussy. By the time the last son was done with me, that being Keyshan, and Rachel had just been thoroughly reamed by Jason, we were more than ready to take cocks. It was incredible, being sandwiched between black cocks for hours, riding their condom covered cocks with glee. It seemed that both Rachel and I had our cunts, butts and mouths stuffed with dick until well into the night. And not only on the table, but on the ground, where the guys went and brought cushions out from the house, and in the pool as well. And it was well after dark when we went inside to continue the fun in the living room, where Rachel and I spent most of our time on our backs on the floor, or leaning over the couch.

About the only negative thing that happened, was that Rachel and I had our legs up in the air for so long, that the soles of our feet got sunburned. The men did a great job of keeping us going, what with eight sets of cocks, fingers and tongues. Sunday we rested, alone, before setting the rules down. I took the Stone men for the first week, while Rachel went over to enjoy the talants of the Wright guys. And, we've been switching the men every week ever since for the past three years. On special occasions, we have a group scene like we did the first time, but that's rare. And you would not beleive what can get done when pussy is involved.

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