This is my second story to take place in the shared universe created / structured by the author Stormbringer.
In Stormbringer's
The Coxville Curse
, the buxom white female inhabitants of Coxville County find themselves succumbing to the hugely endowed black men that they'd previously never considered in any way, let alone sexually. This happens because of a curse laid on the land 150 years before and which begins to manifest itself following a spell cast by the school Principal, an old tree being struck by lightning and a thick mist enveloping the town the day after. Hopefully you should be able to enjoy my story without knowing much more of the background but I encourage you to read
The Coxville Curse
by Stormbringer for more detail and much, much more sex. You can find the story on Stormbringer's author page here on Literotica.
My thanks to Stormbringer for allowing me to play in his world again.
As a heads up, my story will obviously feature big breasted white women succumbing to big dicked black men but as it goes along will also include incest so if that's not your thing, just move along.
As always, everyone is 18 or over.
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Professor Heather Nook soaped her large, firms breasts beneath the spray of the shower, washing the last remnants of her daughter's boyfriend's cum from them. Not that she had left much on them -- she had manage to scoop up and eat most of Andre's enormous load after he'd left her kneeling on the floor, covered in his jizz, while he had walked upstairs planning to have anal sex with Molly, her daughter.
Her eyes closed, Heather concentrated on running her hands over her body, loving the feel of her wet skin, the weight of her huge tits, her smooth, flat belly and the firm, round peach of an ass she had. She had hardly ever masturbated in the past having grown up thinking that sort of thing was dirty but now her hands felt so good she couldn't help but slide one down through the neatly trimmed blonde bush above her pussy and on to her swollen lips.
"Aaahhhhh," she signed as first one then a second finger slipped inside herself, her wetness the result of sucking Andre's huge penis before letting him push it between her breasts until he had cum all over her. She'd done it for her daughter -- tried to strike a bargain with him to prevent him attempting to stick his huge manhood into Molly's behind. Heather had sucked his penis, had willingly wrapped her enormous breasts around it, had taken his load on her face and breasts, had allowed him to record it all on his phone -- all as a bribe to stop him having anal sex with her daughter.
And after he had finished, the arrogant bastard had headed to Molly's bedroom to do just that.
Heather's mind was full of the images of Andre's huge penis and the massive amount of ejaculate it produced as she worked her fingers in and out of her pussy.
"Bastard," she muttered, fingering her tight, wet slit. "Big dicked -- mmmmm -- bastard," she sighed, her free hand reaching behind her and sliding down over her round ass cheeks, slipping between and beneath them. "Big dicked -- uuhhnnnn -- tit fucker," she whispered using language she'd never have used before this afternoon when Andre had encouraged her to say what she thought of as dirty words. Her hand slid under her ass and, as she slid her fingers in and out of her pussy, she rubbed another at the tight, crinkled ring of her asshole.
"Dirty -- big cocked -- hhhuuuuunnnnn -- ass fucker," she moaned as she worked a finger into her asshole for the very first time. The muscle resisted for a moment before letting the wet digit slide inside, making her groan in sudden surprise at how good it felt. Her husband Nigel had never once even hinted at such a thing and she would have been repulsed if he had -- but now, with her thoughts full of Andre's cock and her fingers in her pussy, Professor Nook happily slid her finger in and out of her asshole, loving the feel of the tight muscles gripping it.
"On God," she sighed, working both her holes, the water spraying over her as she leaned against the cubicle wall. "On God -- feels so good -- mmmmmmm," she groaned, all the while thinking of Andre.
Thinking of his big, black cock.
Molly's boyfriend was several years older than her and was a black from the Westside of Coxville, someone that until very recently Heather would have insisted Molly have nothing to do with. And yet, while Heather had been away with the University, Molly had started dating the tall, muscular and incredibly well hung black man who had -- just the day before -- brazenly whipped out his cock in front of Heather, offering it to her.
And oh how easily she had been tempted. Heather had tried to bargain with him, offering herself instead of Molly's ass, but she knew that was just an excuse. She wanted to fuck him -- she wanted the huge black cock of her daughter's boyfriend inside her -- and Molly knew this.
Molly had confronted her mother earlier that day and while Heather had denied her claims, they both knew she was lying.
"Uuhhnnnnn fuck," Heather groaned as she worked her fingers deeper and faster in and out of her pussy and asshole. She felt her orgasm building and brought herself off by pushing another finger into her ass. "Mmmmnnnnuhhhhh -- God! Cumming!" she cried quietly as she thought about Andre stuffing his big black dick into her daughter's ass -- or her own.
"Oh -- oh -- oh God," she sighed a few minutes later as she switched off the shower and climbed out, drying herself with a large white bath towel. "What is wrong with me?" She wrapped the towel around herself, the soft cotton struggling to cover her huge tits, and left the bathroom.
Molly and Andre stood outside the door, waiting for her, Andre just wearing his sweatpants, Molly in a T-shirt and a pair of his boxer shorts.
"Good shower, mom?" Molly asked with a smirk.
"What -- what are you doing here?" Heather asked.
"Molly told me bout you wanting ta stop me fucking her ass," Andre said. "Said you wanted to be there when it happened so's you could stop it if I hurt her."
"I -- I said that, yes," Heather said, self-consciously pulling her towel tighter around her but all it did was make her huge tits balloon over the edge.
"Andre showed me this, mom," Molly said, holding out Andre's phone, the POV video of Heather sucking on his cock playing. "That's you, blowing my boyfriend," she said.
"I -- I was -- was trying to -- save you," Heather said, the excuse sounding weak to her ears.
"Bullshit, mom," Molly said. "You want Andre's cock just as much as I do."
"Told you before, Prof," Andre said. "You want some of this," and he pushed his sweatpants down, pulling his massive half-hard shaft out, "all you gots to do is ask."
"Oh God," Heather groaned, unable to take her eyes off it. She did want it, there was no denying that, but how could she?
"I told you earlier, mom," Molly said, dropping to her knees and taking hold of Andre's big length. "This is mine and you can't have it."
With that, she opened her mouth and sucked in the big purple knob followed by the first couple of inches, closing her eyes, purring at the feel of his cock swelling in her mouth.
