    Title: Greg's New Housemates
    Author: Eskimo1958
    Summary: Greg is a black man that moves to Eastern Kentucky, and with
    the help of the wife of his best friend, he eventually gets Beth and her daughter
    moving in with him. He finds not only is mother fine in the sack, but so
    is the daughter. Then, he starts making a family of his own.
    Keywords: M/F, IR, Impreg

I was new to the area. Eastern Kentucky, a small rural county, and I had just taken a different position with the State Planning Commission. I mainly worked with the highway departments on the state, county and local levels, in road building and maintenance. I've been working for the state for six years up to that point, ever since graduating from UK in 1990. I had worked my way up, getting promoted at every opportunity.

Now I was here, and not really sure if this was such a good idea. My new position paid well, very well. And at the time I was single. So what's the problem? Well, the problem was I'm black. Six-five, two-sixty of prime black American male, in a part of rural coal-mining Kentucky where there are very few African-Americans, and none with money. The local non-white population didn't really like me that much, and let's not even go on about the white population. At least, not at first.

It took three months before someone actually invited me out for a drink after work. That was Carl Jones. He eventually became my best friend. He works for the county garage as a supervisor, and is every bit as big as me. It wasn't long after that, that soon Carl and I were doing everything together, fishing, hunting, and drinking. Carl is a few years older than I, and has some college education. He also isn't from the area, so we have something in common in that respect as well.

The reason Carl ended up here in this part of Kentucky, is his wife Elaine. Five-foot three-inch, ninety pound walking blonde wet dream. The first day I met her, Carl chuckled, telling me to close my mouth as I was letting in flies. Elaine is a good five years older than Carl, and she has a daughter from an earlier marriage named Krystal, that at the time I met them was almost seventeen. A spitting image of her mother, petite and drop dead gorgeous.

So, I quickly became a fixture at Carl and Elaine's home. If we weren't fishing, hunting, or out drinking. Now you're probably thinking, 'I bet this story is about how you got you're black dick in Carl's wife's cunt! Or if not hers, her luscious little daughter!'

Wrong! Yeah, I would have liked that. My cock was longing to find out how their warm, snug cunts would feel wrapped about my ebony shaft. But this is red-neck land. I wasn't about to lay my dark hands on any prime white flesh. Hell, I didn't want to get shot! Of course, that all eventually changed.

A year went by, followed by another. I was still in Eastern Kentucky, and I was really starting to enjoy myself, even though I wasn't getting any on a regular basis. I did sample some of the local sista's, but they just weren't that great. Now don't get me wrong, they were nice, but I did want someone with some worldly experience. And I did date briefly, very briefly, a local white girl that was my age. I'm happy to report that no one made a fuss over it, something I was very much worried about. Shit, I didn't want the local grand dragon and his sick little brothers knocking on my door late at night, wanting to lynch my nigga ass for soiling a white lady's reputation.

It was the fall of 1998 when this story gets interesting. Elaine has a sister. I knew this, she lived out of state. Illinois to be exact, up by Chicago. It was a Friday when I saw Carl, and he looked a bit miffed. I asked him what the problem was, and he said Elaine's sister and niece are coming home. Of course, I said "Oh, that'll be nice."

He frowned, responding, "They're coming home to live, with us!"

I grimaced, now knowing why he was a bit miffed. Him and Elaine had a very active sex life between the two of them. No, they weren't swingers, at least, not then. But they were very much into each other, even after twelve years of marriage. And, I suspected, and eventually found out I was correct, that Krystal his step-daughter, was sometimes involved. So, a sister-in-law was moving in, with niece, and it was probably going to kill his fun, or so I thought.

A week later, Elaine’s sister and niece, Beth and Amanda, arrived and were moved in. Carl was a bit of a sour puss all the following week. His attitude was rather obnoxious, and everyone tried their best to keep their distance from him. Even I shied away by Friday. But Friday, he caught me as I was heading toward my car. I was planning on working on the house, I had just bought a nice ranch about three miles out of town about two months before, just down the road from Carl, actually. He stopped me, saying "Hey Greg, got a minute?"

"Yeah Carl, what's up?" I asked, noticing him fidgeting a bit.

"Well, Elaine wants you to come over for dinner tomorrow, a cookout."

I grinned, "Sure, what time?"

He wasn't very comfortable, as he said "Probably about four."

I blurted out, "Should I bring a date, or is one being provided?"

He laughed, and shook his head no, saying "Pretty obvious, huh?"

"Well yeah, usually Elaine doesn't send you to invite me. She just tells me to show up or else." I said, with a hearty chuckle. "So tell me, what's her sister like?"

He rolled his eyes, saying "Oh hell, I don't know. A bit like Elaine, I suppose. They look just like sisters."

"Good thing, since they are." I said. He laughed, as I asked "And why is Elaine trying to set me up with her? I mean, there's plenty of eligible white guys running around. What if the locals get a bit cranky about me seeing a white woman?!"

"You worry too much about that, you know." He smiled, as he went on, "Hell, most people around here were wondering if you're gay, since you seldom date anyone in these parts. Besides, Beth's been away so long, that no one around here would probably think she's a local gal anymore."

I smiled, saying "Oh all right, tell Elaine I'll be there about four then. Hey, why don't we go fishing first? In the morning?"

He beamed, "Yeah, I’d like that. Pick you up at five?"

I agreed with the time, and got into my truck and drove home. I was in good spirits, thinking that Elaine setting me up with her sister kind of was rather amusing in a way. So, I did the usual bachelor things for a Friday night, went out and got something to eat, and then came back home and crashed. Was wakened up by Carl pounding on my door at four-fifty in the morning, as I forgot to set my alarm, and we spent the better part of the day fishing.

I didn't ask him about Beth, and he didn't offer anything substantial, except he was wanting me to act surprised when I arrived and saw that Beth was there, as he neglected to tell Elaine about our conversation from the day before.

We stopped fishing at about noon, and headed back to my place where he dropped me off. I did the usual routine of getting cleaned up, before climbing into my truck and heading over to Carl & Elaine's, a short, two mile drive down our paved country road.

Pulling in their short drive, I parked behind a little red mustang with Illinois plates. I got out, and went to the door, where Krystal opened the storm door, and gave me a big hug, her pointy small breasts pressing into my belly as I wrapped my arms about her nineteen year-old frame and said "Hey there, I hear we're having a cook-out today."

She giggled, stepped back and put her small, delicate white hand inside of my big, black hand, and pulled me towards the back of the house, saying "Yeah, mom has someone for you to meet." She glanced up to my face, and added "If Carl hadn't told you already." I smiled, and she snickered, "Well, pretend to be surprised, for momma's sake."

I laughed, "Oh all right." We went through the dining room and out the patio doors, and I saw Carl sitting there on a chair at the table. Along with him was a small, young blonde, and to the left at the grill was Elaine and another blonde, who looked just like her. Yep, definitely sisters. Same height and weight, and same small but rather firm looking boobies. I said "Hello."

Elaine smiled, saying "Beth, this is Greg. He works with Carl. They've become good friends the last couple of years." I went over and shook her hand, and noticed her mouth hanging open. I wasn't sure if it was because I'm black or because of my size.

I said "Please to meet you. Beth, isn't it?"

She quickly regained her composure, saying dryly, "Yes, it is." She looked at Elaine, saying "My sister didn't tell me you were so big."

Elaine grinned, "Actually, I've never noticed how big he really is."

Now what the fuck she mean by that? I heard Carl choke on his beer, as I turned and joined him at the table, grabbing a chair and sitting down.

Krystal produced a beer, placing it in front of me, and I looked at Carl, who looked like he was about ready to burst out laughing. I asked "What?"

He chuckled, saying "Oh, nothing. Really nothing at all."

I hate it when he's knowing someone is up to something, and I sort of knew who and what it was. So, Carl and I got down to some serious bullshitting and beer drinking, all the while the other four females chatted away about non-essential stuff, like life in general. After an hour, Elaine and Beth had dinner ready, bbq chicken and lots of veggies. We all ate at the picnic table, chatting away, and polishing off the food, and more beer. The teens cleaned off the table afterwards, and started cleaning up.

This was when it got interesting, as Elaine said "You know Beth, Greg has his own house, right down the road from us."

Beth's face brightened, saying "Really? A man with a job and his own home? Wow?"

Okay, was she being smart or what? I didn't have long to think about it, as Elaine went on, saying "He has four bedrooms, three baths, a basement, and a large kitchen and living room. Plus a big, finished walk-out basement. All on ten acres."

Beth responded "Wow, I’d love to see it!"

Elaine grinned, like she didn't have this planned, as she said "Well Greg, take her over and show her your place."

Talk about a blur! I had no time to react. The next thing I knew, I was driving my truck down the road with Beth sitting in the cab with me. We got to my place, and after getting inside, I turned and was dumfounded, as Beth reached down, and quickly pulled her shirt off, then reached behind and undid her bra. Her nice, peach-size melons hung out firm and proud, as she kneeled down in front of me and unfastened my slacks, saying "Hopefully seeing my boobs hanging out will give you some encouragement." She was grinning as my cock fell out, as she said "And my little sister said you might have something to take care of my need. And she's right. Hell, it's bigger than Carl's."

I wasn't in a position to argue, as I placed my hands on the top of her head, and closed my eyes, feeling her talented mouth work my cock to full erection. Oh yeah, she was making me feel more than good. "Oh damn woman, that's damn good."

You know, sometimes you think of the weirdest things while trying not to blow your nut so soon in such a wonderful mouth. For instance, the thought occurred to me, what the fuck she mean it's bigger than Carl's? How would she even know? Oh! No I'm not stupid, nor am I normally this slow. But then, I normally don't hear a comment like that as a woman takes my schlong out and starts doing an oral number to it.

Well, Beth is a woman of many talents, it seems. So I wasn't surprised when she stopped sucking, just as my cum was getting to boil, and stand and turn around, wiggling her butt at me as she bent over the arm of my couch. She looked over her shoulder, giving me a look of 'what the fuck you waiting for?' Hell, I was admiring the view, as I lifted up her skirt and flipped it over her ass, revealing a nicely shaped ass, and without any panties I might add. I chuckled as I stepped up to the plate, and slid the head of my prick up and down her slit. She cooed as I rubbed her clit with it, as her juices dripped onto my shaft.

"God damn Greg, get it in me, and fuck. I need it!" She said with a hiss.

Wow, what a woman! Definitely not afraid of asking for something, that's for sure, as I sank my log into her very warm and moist box. She moaned as all nine inches stretched her very tight cunt grudgingly. It felt like a very tight, soft glove, as I rested before slowly beginning to fuck this willing partner.

My hands did the usual thing a guys hands do when he's doing a woman doggie-style, gripped the globes of her ass and hang on for the ride. I'm pounding away, as she's bouncing back against me, the back of her thighs slapping mine, as was her ass against my crotch. The sounds of the noise it was creating was filling the room, as were our grunts from this sexual workout.

I knew I couldn't hold out much longer, her spasming pussy was signaling her impending orgasm as well. I finally felt the urge, as I grabbed her waist and pulled her onto my shaft real hard, my cock exploding deep inside of her, triggering her own very loud orgasm. Christ, I thought the girl was going to be heard across the county, as she let out a wail that would have curled your hair. Her pussy felt like fire, as my spasming cock shot jets of hot man juice into her womb.

I felt for the need to collapse, as she gave me a hell of a workout. I wrapped my arms about her middle, and lifted her effortlessly up off her feet. I walked around to the front of the couch, and sat down, with her still fully impaled on my still rather erect and happy fuck tool. Grabbing her tits, I pulled her back up against my chest, and kissed her cheek, as my black hands completely covered her boobies, giving them a good feel. I felt her cunt massage my tool, as she said "Damn, that was good."

I chuckled, saying "Thank you.", as my hands left her breasts and moved down her body to her crotch. My fingers found her clit, and I was amazed at how big it felt, as I started working it over.

She moaned at my digital ministrations, her hips softly bucking as I felt my own cock twitch inside of her. I was very happy to see that my pecker was still more than just an interested by-stander. It was throbbing big time, wanting to go another round already in such a wonderful piece of white pussy. She surprised me, as she put her hands forward and onto my knees, and started rising and falling on my slick member. Oh yeah, what a sight from behind, as my dark black cock went in and out of her white snatch. Her pussy lips were pink and puffy, as I watched them hold and guide my pecker.

I just smiled, laid my head back, and enjoyed the show, as Beth rode me for a good forty minutes, having a nice orgasm about every five. And her vocalnes hadn’t diminished, as she was just as loud for the last one as she was for the first. I finally did the usual grunt and groan, as I filled her milky white cunt with my heavy, thick load. She had her fifth good cum, as I blasted off, another cum, another wail. Damn, I could get use to this.

As she collapsed back against me, I was wondering if Elaine is just as loud. I smiled, making a note to ask Carl about that. I then thought, oh shit, Carl and Elaine! I whispered into her ear, "You think we ought to head back? They might be surprised if we're gone for much longer."

I don't know why I was surprised when she replied with a girlish giggle, "Not as surprised as if we returned at all." Well now, that's an interesting statement. But not nearly as interesting as she then asked "So, would I qualify as a good housemate?"

I snorted, "Are you offering me something?"

Laughing, she said "You're damn right I am! I'm offering you my body, as well as housekeeping duties in exchange for my daughter and I to live in your house."

I was a bit taken aback, as I asked "You serious?" She shook her head yes, and I asked "Why me?"

Another girlish giggle, "You've a home, a good job, and you know how to handle a woman that needs a good fuck. So, you think you can handle us?"

I didn't really catch the 'us' part, but I should have. Instead, like an idiot, I said "Well, that's two new mouths to feed."

She assured me by saying, "Don't worry, both Amanda and I will be working to help support the household."

I was still a bit hesitant, as I said "Well, your offer does sound good."

She sighed, and then stood up, my cock falling from her very warm and snug cut. She turned, and glared at me, saying as she grabbed my hand, "Let's go to the bedroom, and I'll work you more towards my favor."

I laughed as I mockingly gave in to her tugging on my arm. I spent the rest of the evening drilling her very hot, and not to mention sweet and tasty cunt, over and over. She had me convinced in very short order, but extra work was very much enjoyable as well.

Sunday morning, I woke very late. At first I thought I had dreamed it all. But the lingering smell of sex in the air, plus the caked cum on the sheets proved otherwise. But where was Beth? I sat up and looked around, I was alone in my own bed. Glancing at the clock, it read almost noon. The last thing I remember was it was almost four in the morning, and I was sawing my log in and out of Beth's blonde snatch, as I had her ankles pinned by her ears, her screams of joys blaring in my ears.

I chuckled as I swung out of bed, then groaning as I felt like I had been hit by a truck as I stood up. All the muscles of my naked body bristled from being over worked during the night. And my stomach was growling something fierce, as I grabbed a pair of shorts and stepped into them, and headed for the kitchen.

No sign of Beth, but that was soon to change. I grabbed some bread, and started making me some toast, as I then started the stove up and worked on breakfast. I cooked up some eggs, and munched them down, swallowing it all with some orange juice. I was done when I heard the car pull into the drive. Getting up, I looked out to see not only Beth's mustang, but Carl's truck, with the back loaded up with all of Beth's and Abby's stuff. I got to the door, just as Beth opened it up, wrapped her arms about me and gave me a kiss. She smelled like she had recently showered, and she said "Whew, you need to get washed up. First thing after we get unloaded though. Okay?"

I had a deer-in-the-headlight look, as Carl looked at me and just laughed. He shook his head, as he started grabbing things off the back of the truck, and brought them inside, as were Abby, Elaine and Krystal. After grabbing and putting on a pair of sneakers, I was soon helping and we were unloaded in very short order.

We all celebrated by sitting in the back yard and enjoying each others company. Of course, I guess celebrate really wouldn't be a proper term. I mean, what were we celebrating? After all, Beth was only moving in with me. We didn't get married, at least not yet. Eventually, we did, but that's another story. So, here I was, age twenty-eight. Beth at thirty-seven, a year older than her sister Elaine's thirty-six. And both had daughters, Krystal now nineteen, and Abby at the same age. And of course, Carl at thirty. Damn Carl, every time he looked at me that day, he would smile and break out laughing. Little did I know what all I was in for. And he wouldn't answer me why he was laughing, either! Not that it matters.

Finally, at about seven in the evening, with all of us worn out from socializing, not to mention a good dinner and supper prepared by the women folk, Carl, Elaine and Krystal left, leaving me with my new family. Well, we all turned in for the night, with Abby taking the room next door to mine. Make that ours. I wasn't too sure about this, as I had already found out about her mothers vocalnes. But Beth said not to worry, as it would be nice to have her next door. I still hadn't a clue. Not in the least. However, I wasn’t about to argue, once we were in my, I mean our, bedroom. With the door open. I was about to point that out, but her mouth on my cock sort of disrupted me. Not to mention her swinging that tasty blonde bush over my face as she was lowering it to my hungry lips.

We went at it for hours, all the time with the door open and our bedroom light on. And Beth was still quite vocal. But it didn't seem to bother Abby, as I would see her a few times that evening standing in the doorway, smiling as she watched us before moving on. Now the differences between mother and daughter. Beth stands just slightly taller than her sister Elaine at five-three and a half inches tall. And she has maybe ten pounds on her, at an even hundred pounds. Both have curves that won't just stop, and I would guess that Elaine has the same size of boobies, about the size of large peaches, with luscious, dark pink nipples that just beg to be sucked on, as they stick out a good three-quarters of an inch of the end of her tits.

Beth's daughter is almost as tall as her mother, but probably a good sixteen pounds lighter, as she doesn't have the mature curves of her mother or aunt. But her breasts are probably fully developed, sticking out proudly underneath her shirt. And like her mother, aunt and cousin, medium length blonde hair, that they all usually kept pulled back in a ponytail.

The first time I saw Abby watching us, I was a bit taken aback. I mean, here I was on my knees on the bed, with her mother bent forward on her knees, her face buried into the mattress, as I fucked her cunt hard and fast. Beth was moaning loudly, nothing unusual there from what I could tell. But I was still rather nervous at having an audience. Of course, up until that point, I've never had one before, and I wasn't too sure if I wanted one. But, my black snake was enjoying itself, so who cares. I ended up dumping three loads into her that night, with the last one as Abby watched her mother riding on top of me, as I balled her marvelous tits.

The next week was more of the same. And yes, I was dragging ass all week. I would get up, go to work, get laughed at by Carl whenever I saw him, and come home to get fucked, eat dinner, and get fucked again. And both women were now working. Beth is actually a RN, and Abby is studying to be one while working at the local nursing home.

The next weekend was a blur. We had Carl and his family over for Saturday, and we went to their place Sunday. The sex was still damn good with Beth, although we had slowed down. Thank god! I was starting to get too tired. The second week was like the first. But now, if Abby wanted to see her mother, she would come into our bedroom, even if we were going at it hard and fast. One night, she sat on the edge of the bed, watching Beth between my thick, black legs, her white face sucking my hard, black cock. Eventually, she got up and left, but not before I blasted my load against the back of her mothers hot and horny mouth.

Friday night, we went to bed early, and I started to initiate some action, but she stopped me, informing me that the monthly visitor was here. I just chuckled, and went to sleep, with her nude body curled up against mine. Finally, a night of peaceful slumber. I woke up to the feeling of a warm mouth on my cock, and small hands wrapped abut the base. I was smiling with my eyes closed, savoring the feeling of Beth’s wonderful, expert mouth. She knew how to get me to the edge, and then change her action to cause me to hold off.

My eyes flew open as I heard Beth's voice from the hall saying "Hurry up and get him off, Abby. We've got things to do today."

Well that did it. I opened my eyes, and saw the grinning eyes of Abby leaning over the bed, fully clothed and bobbing her head up and down, swallowing my cock like an expert, which she obviously already was. My cock exploded, sending thick ropes of cum into her mouth, and she swallowed it all, just like her mommy, not missing a strand.

She bounced out of the room, just as Beth came back in, saying "Us girls are going shopping in Lexington, we'll be back this evening." She smiled and waved, and I just waved back, as I eventually heard the door shut, and her mustang start up. Whew, I was in total shock. My current lover had just let her daughter suck me off. I laid there for the longest time, wondering if this meant I could nail Abby as well. I'm sure it meant just that, as eventfully Carl called, asking if I wanted to go fish. Hell yeah, I did. Besides, I needed to talk to my buddy Carl. Not that I was totally confused, but damn near.

Carl soon was in my drive, and after a thirty minute drive, we were at the lake, boat launched, and fishing for a sunburn. He was grinning the whole damn time, and we didn't say a word to each other until I asked "Okay, I'm confused."

He snorted, "So I hear."

I glared at him, "And exactly what have you heard?"

He laughed, "Probably more than you want to know."

I shook my head, saying "It ain't just natural?"

He blurted out, "What? Mother like daughter?" A short laugh, before he added, "Or sister like sister, or niece like aunt, or cousin like cousin."

"Okay!" I said, "I get the picture."

"Sure hope so, because you've three other women that want to try your big black meat." He was laughing, and I about dropped my fishing rod into the fucking lake.

"What you mean three?" I stared at him, and he kept on laughing. Then I asked "So, you've done all four yourself then, huh?"

He settled down, grinning, "No, not all four. I haven't nailed Abby's sweet ass yet. And it's been a few years since I got into Beth's pants."

I was in shock again, "Damn! You've done Krystal?"

A chuckle, as he reeled in his line, "Usually about four times a week. Maybe more." He turned and grinned a big shit eating grin, adding "Why you think the girl ain't got no boyfriend?"

I ignored his lack of proper grammar, as I pondered the situation. All I said was "Damn!" softly under my breath. Carl just chuckled some more. "So, I can really have sex with any of the four then."

"Oh, pretty much so. Of course, they have to be up to it. Which is pretty much all the time. Except when they're on the rag of course. And now, Elaine is wanting to have my baby, so she may be out of commission for awhile."

I said "Well, congratulations then."

"Thank you. And from listening to the conversation Elaine was having on the phone with Beth, you may be faced with the same situation." Another god damn chuckle, as I almost lost my pole again.

Talk about surprising you. "You're joking!" I blared, my voice echoing across the lake. I looked around, seeing a few fishermen about a hundred yards away look our way, before returning to their fishing. "Shit Carl, a baby?"

He quickly said "Now don't you go saying anything to Beth, or Elaine will skin my white ass."

"Don't worry, I won't" I said, reassuring him. "Hell, making a baby could be fun."

"Oh, I'm sure it would be at least interesting. And from the sounds of things, you’ve been doing a great job of practicing." We both laughed at his comment.

Then I asked "So, why me?"

He replied "Simple, you're single, got a good job, a house, and Elaine guessed correctly you’d have a big pecker."

"You know, all us black guys don't have twelve inch dicks." I said with a laugh.

He said simply, "I think Elaine told me that Beth told her it was about nine. But not if I care, nor have I checked many black guys. But if you have..."

I protested, "Hey, I haven't! Okay?! Just that every white woman out there thinks we all have big dicks. But I've heard some black women say otherwise, alright?"

He laughed, "Whatever you say, bro. I ain't going to go do any survey." We both chuckled, before he asked "So, have you done Abby yet?"

I grinned, "The little shit woke me up with a blow job this morning." I shook my head, "God can that girl suck! Just like her mother."

"But you didn't get it in her, huh?"

"Nah, I filled her fucking hot mouth, and they took off to go shopping."

"No wonder they were all laughing when they came over to pick up Elaine and Krystal." He was smiling, as he said "I'm sure you’ll get into her panties soon enough. If she's even bother wearing any around the house after today." My face must have shown some confusion, as he explained, "When we don't have any company, Elaine and Krystal wear either a bathrobe, dress, or skirt about the house. And not a damn thing underneath."

I whistled in amazement, saying "Makes it convenient."

He chuckled, "Yes it does at that." He looked at his watch, and said "Well, the fish ain't biting, guess we might as well head back in."

Hell, I forgot all about the fucking fish. I just chuckled and reeled in my line, getting ready for the ride back to the boat launch, and then the ride home. We did continue chatting away, him telling me more about his sex life with Elaine and Krystal, and me telling him what I've all done with Beth, and this mornings wake-up call with Abby. Of course, once I told him that, he just grinned and said she was ready for the taking. I smiled, thinking he was probably one-hundred percent correct, but wondered out loud how to approach the next step. He just laughed and said it'll just come to me.

He dropped me off at my place at about six, and no girls. Not a surprise, as Carl suspected they wouldn't be back until late. So, I threw a steak on the grill, made a quick tossed salad, and grabbed a beer. I did feel sort of lonely eating by myself, after two whole weeks having a woman taking care of all my needs. But I managed, as I finished up dinner, did my dishes, and after grabbing my second beer, went on into the living room and onto the recliner to watch a ball game.

Not sure what inning I fell asleep, but something woke me, and some movie was now on. I started to stretch and was thinking to get up and turn off the tube, when I heard it again, females talking. I smiled, my ladies were home. I looked over as the door opened and in walked Beth, followed by Abby, each carrying shopping bags. Grinning, I asked, "So, have a fun time shopping?"

Beth smiled back, dropped her bags, and came and climbed up on my lap, giving me a kiss hello, saying "Oh yeah. It was fun." My hand went to her round ass, kneading it through the fabric of her skin tight jeans, as she ran her own hand across my broad chest, asking "So, what did you do today without me?"

I kissed her lips, saying "Carl and I went fishing." Abby came back into the room, and I wasn't too surprised when she crawled up on my lap as well, on my left side. Well hell, I thought, why not now! I placed my left hand behind her head, and pulled her darling white face to me, and we kissed soulfully. My tongue searched her mouth, trying to tickle her tonsils. I moved my hand down her front, stopping at her pert little breasts and squeezing them hard, making her moan into my mouth.

I broke our kiss, and went and kissed Beth, and said "I think it's time I tried your daughter."

She smiled, and giggling, said "You must have had a talk with Carl."

Abby smiled, as she sat up and peeled her top off, revealing two breasts that were just a tad smaller than her mothers. I stared at them, my hand grabbing the left one and kneading it, enjoying the feel of it between my large, black fingers, and amazed at the contrast between my dark hand and her pale, white flesh. "Oh yeah, talked lots about it. He says he can't wait to get Abby in bed as well." I jerked my head to look at Beth, adding "And of course in bed with you again also."

Beth smiled, saying "Of course, and don't you worry. Elaine and Krystal asked about a thousand and one questions about you today. They want to feel that black cock of yours just as much as Abby and I want to get drilled by Carl."

I just smiled as Abby stood and peeled her pants off, as I quickly found she wasn't wearing any underwear. I was happy to see her white snatch was devoid of hair, just like her mothers. I leaned back in my chair, and kicked my shorts off, before she climbed back on. I heard Beth saying something about going to get ready for bed, as she's out of commission anyway. But my focus was on her slimmer and hot daughter.

I had Abby turn her body around, and I pulled her sweet smelling wet pussy to my lips, while she grabbed my meat and started giving it a bath. My cock was throbbing, enjoying her oral action, as my tongue glided the length of her wet slit. Her pussy lips were shorter and a lot thinner than her mothers, and I had a hell of a time getting my tongue into her birth canal, the opening was too tight to force my tongue into it. I moved to her clit, and tried inserting a finger in to her tight snatch.

Man, I couldn't even get my forefinger in much past the first knuckle, as her cunt muscles slammed down on it like a closed door. She was soon grinding her tiny cunt onto my face, as her head was weaving and bobbing on my thick, long prick. And just like her mother, she came fast and hard, damn near breaking my finger off, as she stopped sucking my cock to let out a loud wail of joy. If it wasn't for her thighs against my ears, I'm sure she would have broken my ear drums.

I let her calm down, as I tongued her tiny pussy opening, getting it more lubed up for the next event. As her breathing returned to normal, she climbed off my face, and turned around on my belly. With a sly grin, she spread her legs wide, placing a knee on each arm rest of the recliner, her pussy lips parting with the large degree of separating between her thighs. She braced her hands on my shoulders, as I held my cock straight up, pointing it at her tight cunt. I was beaming, looking forward to her tight, slick cunt to ride on my pole. The veins of my cock were bulging out, as she lowered her cunt to my cockhead. She groaned as the head popped in past her lips, and it felt like her cunt was already peeling the skin off my prized manhood.

She muttered out through clenched teeth "Oh shiiiit!" as she started the slow slide down my pecker, my hand grabbing her thin waist, as I watched her pinkish white pussy lips swallow my coal black cock. She was only half-way down when she cried out, as I felt her body shudder. I smiled, knowing she had just had an orgasm, and we hadn't even started to really fuck yet. The girl-juice produced from her little orgasm did the trick, as she slid the last four inches down effortlessly, although she still felt like she was ripping the skin off my prick.

I pulled her chest to my face, and got the entire left breast into my mouth, and started sucking voraciously. She let out a moan, as I felt her hips buck slightly. My eyes were closed, as I heard Beth say "Well, looks like you got it all in her."

I opened my eyes to see Beth come to our side, kiss the forehead of her daughter, then bend down to lay a kiss on my lips, before turning and saying "You can do her in her room, please. I'll watch another time."

I just chuckled, as I nodded my head yes in understanding her comment. I wrapped my big, black hands about her waist, and started helping her ride my meaty pecker. I thought I had died and gone to heaven, as this young, thin blonde rode me gently, her extremely tight cunt rippling as she gasped as another orgasm shook her body. Her eyes were glazed, as a big smile was across her face, as I started jabbing my cock up into her. My pecker was starting to feel numb, her tight orifice clamped tightly around my shaft.

She rode me like that for over thirty minutes, before I finally grabbed her hips and slammed her cunt down onto my lap, my surging cock dousing her womb with a massive load. She cried out loudly, just as loud as her mother does when I screw her tight, white cunt. Her whole body went limp, and after a brief rest, I leaned forward and stood, with her arms instinctively wrapping about my neck, and her legs wrapping around my waist. I started to walk, but I stopped, as I felt her hips buck on my rock of a cock. Smiling, I grabbed the cheeks of her ass, and started moving her body on and off my cock. She groaned, and soon she was helping me by bracing her legs on each side of me, and soon was fucking me back, as we locked lips and went at it. The muscles in my arms were bulging out, enjoying the workout this little minx was doing to me.

I couldn't believe it when she came so fast, her body going completely rigid, as I swore she was going to rip my precious pecker off my torso, her loud shriek enough to wake the dead, as her pussy creamed all over my shaft, and flowed down across my balls and along my black thighs.

I could feel the thick veins in my cock throbbing wildly, wanting to fuck a lot more, and wanting to blast my baby making juice deep inside her tight box. I finished carrying her into her bedroom, lowering her gently onto her bed, with my cock still impaled into her tight box.

Her eyes were still glazed over, and her tiny tits were heaving up and down as she tried to catch her breath. I just grinned as I grabbed her ankles, placed my knees on each side of her hips, and pushed her ankles to her ears. Let the fucking begin! My thick, black prick was soon blasting in and out of her hot body, the room filled with the echoing of my balls slapping her tiny ass, as well as her moans and hard grunts, as each time I thrusted in, it knocked the air out of her lungs.

I had cum once, and was doing a great job of holding out for the second time, as soon she started having one orgasm after another, as her clit rode my shaft as I pounded her cunt into the mattress. My stamina finally gave out for this round after about twenty minutes, as I groaned loudly, emptying my heavy black balls into her young cunt.

I collapsed onto the bed, rolling onto my back, my cum coated cock slipping out of her well fucked cunt with a nasty sounding plop. She rolled onto her side, her right leg dragging across my body, as she rested the side of her face on my chest. I reached down to the small of her back, pulling her close, as my other hand found her tits, playing with them as we rested for the beggining of the next round.

Her tight cunt was dribbling our cum onto my hip, as I felt the wetness puddle between us. After about thirty minutes, without saying a word, she sat up and leaned over my crotch as she took my semi-flaccid cock and started orally giving me pleasure. Oh shit, her mouth felt divine, as I just closed my eyes and enjoyed her talented mouth. I just laid there, thinking how lucky I had become, getting a mother and daughter nympho set.

Once she got me stiff, she climbed on, spreading her legs wide to accommodate my cock, as it slithered up into her luscious twat. For the next two hours, we stayed like that, her riding me close to orgasm, then slowing down or stopping completely, only to frig her own clit to orgasm, making me even hornier than before.

When I finally did bathe her womb with my cream, we were both exhausted, as she laid her head down on my chest and we drifted off to sleep. I woke in the morning still in Abby's bed. I could smell breakfast cooking, and was about to get up, when Abby came in with a tray of food, followed by Beth. I just smiled, as she handed me the tray, then as I ate, both got onto the bed and took turns sucking my rapidly expanding member.

So, for the next week, I was busy every evening, taking care of Abby's horniness. And Beth was available starting Tuesday, giving me two women to pleasure. The following weekend, Carl and I switched houses. He stayed with Abby and Beth, and I spent two very wonderful and erotic nights with Elaine and Krystal. And I was happy to see both were as vocal as Beth and Abby. We tried every combination for a few months, sister-sister, cousin-cousin, aunt-niece, and a few three women-one male. Talk about tireing my black ass out!

Three months later, Carl and I were still taking turns with them all, when Beth announced she wanted to have my baby. Well, what was a guy to do? I said sure, why not? So we got married the following week. And she planned out when she would be most fertile, after the period following our marriage. It was a memorable affair. her most fertile time was to be a Friday. I took the day before off, as well as that Friday, to save my strength. I also abstained from sex for four days prior to the big weekend.

When the breeding attempt started, Abby would suck me to hardness, and then I would fuck my bride until I would empty my load into her fertile womb. I put sixteen loads into her within twenty-four hours. Damn near about killed me. No idea which one did the trick, but one of my black sperm cells did manage to find the egg, as three weeks later, her doctor said that she was indeed pregnant.

I wasn't the only one to get into fatherhood. Carl knocked up both Elaine and Krystal, both in the same night, about two months after our successful attempt. This resulted in Abby wanting to have a child. Well, who was I to say no? We decided that we would try to get her knocked up when Beth would be seven months pregnant.

And what a night that was! Beth was still having sex, which she did up until the end of her eighth month. It was something, fucking her cunt, while she usually took it doggy-style, her expanding ass stuck up in the air, as she held her self up enough so she didn't put much pressure on her bulging belly. Her milk-filled tits big, with wide, dark brown areolas. Yeah, she's even a fun fuck even while knocked up. And Abby, she's just like her mother.

As her belly started to grow, after her mother popped out a beautiful mixed step-sister for her, the town was aghast. But we didn't care, and nor did Carl, Elaine or Krystal. As a matter of fact, now that Beth has had her little racially mixed son, and both Elaine and Krystal popped out a pair of boys, Carl and I have been talking about switching, seeing if we could knock up the others women. Should be fun. I'm pretty sure they'll go for it.

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