The Family BBC - Chapter 9 - Sex Stories

The Family BBC - Chapter 9

... wept freely. "You shit-gobbed, old bastard! Why do I give any fuck about you?" I half snarled half sobbed. Having to admit that something good had happened between us, in spite of all the horrors he had inflicted, admitting that was more difficult than taking a pussy belting.

Slower strokes sent toe curling thrills through his aching body and my aching emotions. "Oh, Honey, I'm gonna cum on another man's cock!" I warned.

"Take him for all he's worth, Leen!" He cheered! "The only thing he has of any value is his cock!" He supported Leland's shaft with all his remaining strength. The black man experienced new pain as as body tensed from the tightly packed arousal in his brain!

The craziest part was, Leland and I came simultaneously. His thick, hot seed gushed into my convulsing cunt walls sucking his black DNA deep into my body. I had forgotten how fertile I was at that incredible moment. He roared from pain and ecstasy! I shrieked, "YAAAAAAAhhhgggghhhnnn!!! Intense pleasure alongside peak shame electrocuted my senses! "He's making me pregnant!" I howled! Hot, sticky goo squirted from my pussy's tight collar around Leland's thick shaft.

"Get off him!" George let go of Leland's dick. He grabbed me around the waist and hurled my body to the other bed. The fat black prick flooding my baby canal sprang out of me and continued with a fountain of flowing sperm. He howled from pain, one last time, although buffered by his intense orgasm.

I landed on my side but rolled ...

... on to my back. The room spiraled around me. Leland's grunts, my panting, George's whimpers filled the motel room. What pulled me out of half-consciousness was a great sucking sensation on my cunt lips. George was desperately trying to draw out Leland's seed from my fertile valley. I didn't have the heart to tell him how ineffectual that was. I patted his head to console him, but when I looked past his slurping face, a beautiful thing appeared to me. George was hard again!

"Fuck me, George. Ram my pussy! Pound your cock in my cunt. NOW!" I demanded.

My self-empowerment was at its apex. He immediately crawled swiftly up my body and sank his average but very hard prick into my sloppy, loose cunt! His butt heaved up and down like a madman! "Yes, Honey! Anything you say." He actually thought I was upset at him.

"YES, like THAT! My ass dented the mattress like a nuclear powered road compactor! BAM BAM BAM BAM! I hugged my dearest, and actually felt his dick's shovel shaped head scoop out the unwanted cum in my pussy, Nature's reason for shaping it that way. "Fuck it all out, Dearest George, fill me with your hot white love!" (meaning cum, not skin)

"Ya wer do'n b'tter wit ya pussmoth!" Leland didn't understand. He lay as relaxed as possible, his terrific orgasm helping greatly to reduce the strain on his herniated testicles. To move half an inch would have tortured him all over.

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The motel manager had to pound on the door to wake me and George around noon the ...