The Family BBC - Chapter 9 - Sex Stories

The Family BBC - Chapter 9

... I reached for his head and pulled it back to my twitching cunt. "Bite the shit out of my damn clit, Pussy Mouth!"

Suddenly, George batted my arms away from his head. He pulled away again, painfully astonished. "I can't harm you, Colleen. I don't work that way."

I forced myself to breath as if I was giving birth! I had demanded too much. "Oh, George, I wasn't thinking straight."

"I'll say." A shallow grin was all he could manage.

"HA!" Our piteous take-in coughed.

I heaved air in and out of my lungs, trying to soothe my lusting libido. "It's okay. I can wait for a better night." I told my love.

George saw the flames in my eyes and did the unthinkable. "Leland, your balls are fucked up. You know that."

"Wh-wut ya sa'n fffggtt?"

"You try to fuck my wife, you'll black out from pain (pardon the expression), and maybe rupture your gut."

"Ma dik is fukhard." He wheezed confidently. The long lump from Leland's groin to his navel was plenty of supporting evidence.

George moved with haste, shifting off of our bed and pulling back the covers hiding Leland's erect cock. "I'm going to stabilize the lower half with my hands and support it with my arms against your pelvis." He told Leland.

The old man was confused. "Do'n wan ya fag hans on mah puss ham'r."

"Suck it, Old Man. I'm not doing this for you."

"No, George." I understood his plan. I would be lying if the heat in my cunt didn't grow at the notion. My husband was taking Leland's mighty prick ...

... and offering it for my pleasure. "You can't risk it. He might be permanently injured." I didn't outright refuse the offer.

My husband simply crawled over the black man's fat legs and grasped the base of that fat, black hardon. He rested his chest on black thighs, and braced his forearms against the front edges of the man's well padded hips. Leland's prick stood straight, and I was so amazed by my husband's sacrifice, I began to cry.

"You tell her, Leland. You tell my wife to get fucked with your black cock. She needs you to tell her."

"Yo, Whyht CUNT!" The old man managed one bellow. His hips twitched and he grunted from a sharp pain. "Git thhhat horny puss on mah DICK! Ow!" He yipped after shouting again. "NOW- AA! BITCH!" His dick wobbled but didn't fall down.

I became a predator then. Something snapped in my reasoning mind. This was my revenge. I would pain fuck my fucking rapist! Greater than the prospect of a mind blowing orgasm, I was going to take Leland's weapon in my cunt and bash his insides with it!

I nearly leaped across the beds.

"Whoa!" George was startled by my abrupt eagerness! His eyes grew large watching me stand on the old, overweight man's bed and straddle his naked girth. I reached below my dripping pussy, grabbed the fat head of his black prick, and squatted lower until the wide, rubbery tip slotted into my weeping vulva. "Fuck me. Fuck you!" I growled and sank my slick cunt around the hard shaft, lower and lower, until my cunt hairs ...