5
"Don't let the bed bugs bite," I told my son after I kissed him goodnight. He and I have crossed the threshold of taboo, and I was still feeling horny from the effects of this day's incestuous acts. The bag of exotic toys from the porno shop got my attention, and I excitedly picked out the large black dildo and a small pocket rocket as my nightcap. I retreated to my bedroom, the place I call fantasy land. I undressed while admiring the dark brown, true veined, foot long phallus placed on my bed. My pussy was dripping from the expectation for my chosen, new ebony friend. I have this thing, this fixation for black cocks, especially big black cocks...I remember...
My husband was still away on business, and I was sitting on the living room floor playing with the boys, when my father entered thru the front door. He wasn't alone, as there were three black men with him. I thought maybe they were here to help my dad move something for him, because they all were large men.
My dad introduced us. "This is my daughter, guys, and these are my two grandsons." We exchanged greetings, and one of them said I reminded him of my mother.
"I'm sorry to hear of her passing," he said. They all gave us their condolences. Then he added, "This is just like the old days, when your wife just had the baby."
"This is that baby girl. Now she's eighteen and just like her mother was," my dad replied.
I was shocked with sudden recognition of these three men. They were in one of photos with my mom that I had found in my father's room. I started to get goose bumps recalling the picture showing their giant cocks and my mom's expression of orgasmic satisfaction. My father now brought them here for me! My dad explained that they were from back home and were passing thru. He asked if it would be all right if they stayed here overnight. This way they wouldn't have to pay for a room. I was aflutter with anticipation and it showed.
"Don't worry, honey, they are old friends," my father was saying and trying to relieve me.
"Of course, you're all welcome...My house is your house," I said with the reservation, "But, you will have to sleep here in the living room."
"Sleep?" one of them chuckled out. My dad said they probably would be up all night. "Up all night...for sure!" another exclaimed and they all laughed at his comment.
I brought up the subject of food to my dad. One of our guests said he would like to cook us a soul food banquet. He and my father then went to the store leaving me with the other two of them. I felt a little nervous now, particularly around the largest black man because he seemed to be their leader. He asked me if he could take a shower, and with a cordial smile I showed him to the bathroom.
I forgot he would need a clean towel. I was going to knock on the bathroom door with towel in hand, when I saw it was partially open. I could see him undressing via the mirror, although his back was toward me. I admired his black chiseled ass, before excusing myself and informing him that I had brought a fresh towel. He opened the door and was totally nude! I stood there frozen to move while starring at his ripped muscular physique. My eyes were fixed on his thick cock hanging over a large ball-sac between his legs. It was the biggest cock I have ever seen!
He removed the towel from my hand and gently took hold of my wrist. He controlled my open hand and was rubbing it on his cock. It started growing from my manipulated touch. I was trembling, as his hardening monster made my pussy wet too. He raised my initiated hand to my face. I could smell his musky scent, and my palm shined with his oil. I licked my hand tasting his tangy luster. After I wet my palm, he placed it back on his thickening shaft. He released his grip on my wrist, now that my compliant hand squeezed his big black cock and started stroking it.
He put his heavy hand on my shoulder pressing down on it, until I was kneeling before a hard and thick twelve inches of magnificent cock. I began whimpering while rubbing it all over my face, and at the same time, I was fondling his large balls. My lips kissed his bloated cock head, along with my tongue licking on his long shaft. He then grabbed me by the hair, and he shoved his big cock deep into my mouth. I looked up at him with my lips stretched wide open, and my throat stuffed with his mammoth mahogany log. He held my head using both of his hands on the cheeks of my face, while he pumped his swollen cock into my mouth. My wet pussy was soaking my pants as I rubbed on the crotch. I was moaning and gasping for air while being mouth-fucked with this big man's cock plunging into my face. He grunted as he came, and I swallowed all of his hot cum while sweetly looking up to his eyes. Then without a word spoken, he stepped into the shower leaving me quivering and still kneeling on the floor.
I returned to the living room with the remnants of slippery cum still in my mouth. The other black man and my two year old were playing. He was holding and bouncing my giggling boy on his knee. I sat next to them on the couch and was leaning on the man's thigh, as I tickled the baby too. We were having fun, but I also became aware that my arm was draped over the man's muscular leg. His erotic scented body lotion and warmth were enticing me more. I was still hot from the bathroom blow-job, and now this man's bulge in his pants has captured my attention. I could see it rising, and I knew that my touch was stimulating a likely erection. My anxious hand was on his thigh massaging it, and we were both cognizant of the heated scenario that was developing between us. I had to momentarily stop this seduction before going any further, as I picked up the baby and put him in his playpen.
Upon returning, I knelt down between the black stud's legs. My hands were on his thighs and sliding up toward the huge bulging object of my desire. I touched his hard cock bringing a sharp intake of air into his lungs that came back out in an even pleasurable moan. I opened his pants and released his dark-skinned dick. It was long too, but not as thick as the other big cock that stuffed my throat while I knelt on the bathroom floor. I began a slow pumping on this ample tool now, and I was literally drooling for a taste. After just a few tantalizing strokes with my hands, I put my lips over his oozing purple cock head. I could feel it growing harder in my mouth, and that was exciting me more. I hungrily bobbed my head on his black snake, until it spit its venom down my throat. I swallowed all of his cum and licked up the last drop I had squeezed out with my hands.
My father and the other man then returned, and I helped out by "doin' some of the fixins'" in the kitchen. We all were having a good time and laughing, as the cook put on a funny hat and pretended to be a Cajun chef. I even learned some things about soul food cuisine.
Well, I certainly had everyone's attention, as they were complimenting my youthful appearance and effervescent personality. They were leading me on saying how pretty I am, and they hadn't seen a young white girl as hot as me for a long time. My father then asked me to put on a show for everyone.
"Show us a little skin," he encouraged.
I stood in the middle of our large kitchen, and my blood was surging thru me as I slowly unbuttoned my shirt. I also began moving my hips, like some exotic dancer, to the rhythmic beat provided by my enthusiastic onlookers, as they were drumming on the kitchen table. After removing my shirt and tossing it aside, I then in a slow, uneven and teasing manner pushed my pants down over my hips to the floor. I stepped out of them leaving with just my bra and panties. Reaching behind my back I unsnapped my bra, but I held the cups to my breasts. I gave a devious smile to my attentive audience.
