Alysin's Black Affairs free porn video

The following is the result of an interview this author had with a white woman named Alysin Carter. Alysin loves black men. She was reluctant to talk about it publically until she gave me this interview.

Interviewer: You consented to give this interview on tape. I am going to turn on the recorder now. You are thirty sevenyears old. You have an eighteen year-old daughter. You grew up in southeastern Virginia and attended the University of Virginia. After you graduated, you worked as a teacher in an inter-city high school. Your husband, David, is an accountant.

Now, I am going to let you tell your story.

*

I have always been very careful about my long-term affairs with black men, especially Del. I like to think of it as a managed relationship. This is no common affair. Del is black, and I am white.

"Going black" was not something I did on a whim. A black man did not sweep off my feet either. After all, I am a mother of an 18-year-old daughter. I had been studying my moves carefully. Black men seem so powerful and virile. I think it started as a curiosity. Then it turned into deep interest. Yes! That is the way it was. Now it is lust. Yes, it is deep lust. I admit that.

(Alysin paused to light a cigarette.)

Interviewer: Describe yourself, Alysin.

I am not your ordinary white woman. I am five-two. I weigh 105 pounds. My blonde hair is long and natural, but I enhance the color. Black men tell me I am gorgeous! I love to show off my slender white legs and ankles in short skirts with hemlines ten inches above my knees or slightly below my pussy. Black men tell me that my full lips make me especially alluring.

(Alysin stood up and turned for me.)

Look at my derriere. That is thirty five inches and that makes my twenty two inch waist seem narrower. What do you think?

(I nodded. She opened her blouse and unhooked her lacy pink bra. She seemed very at ease about her body.)

Look at these breasts. I love to hold my hands under them, lift them like this, then squeeze them together. My original 34C's would have been small on a bigger woman, but on me, they were proportional to my body. Del wanted them enhanced. Therefore, they are double-D’s now.

(Alysin dropped her blouse in a chair and sat down. She picked up her cigarette, crossed her legs and took a deep drag. She exhaled.)

Where was I? Oh, yes!

I think that black men had been watching me for years. At the college I attended, I would see them glaring at me. After graduation, the boys at the high school where I taught English would hit on me.

One day a young black student, Tyrone, in one of my classes caught me looking at the tattoo on his arm. The tattoo read, "Ever Had a N***a?" I was embarrassed. From that day on, he hit on me every opportunity. Of course, I wanted to kiss him and let him use me, but that would have been professional suicide!

He had a white girlfriend, named Sheryl. I saw them everywhere kissing. Actually, it was more like sucking face. I couldn’t help catching quick glances. I didn’t want to be caught staring.

Shortly, Tyrone, followed me to my car after class and asked me to drive him home.

“Do you have a ride, Tyrone?” I asked.

“Yes, but I want to ride with you,” he said.

“Go ahead. Get in,” I said. I really wanted to take him and kiss him. I was afraid that someone would see us together. I pulled out onto the street.

“Where do you live,” I asked.

“Just drive. I’ll tell where to turn.”

Tyrone slide over close to me and reached down to my skirt. I gasped. His hand played with my knee and slowly eased my skirt higher. I wanted to look, but I had to keep my eye on the street. His hand reached my lacy top of my hose.

“Oh! Tyrone,” I moaned.

I managed to get him home without letting it get out of hand. Actually, I told myself that I didn’t let it get out of hand. I was deceiving myself. After he got out, I drove around the block. I had to stop and put my head on the steering wheel and gasp for breath. Nothing really happened, but the exhilaration stayed with me.

Black men hit on me at the mall, too. Practically everywhere I went, black men hit on me. I think my light white skin, hot body, and blonde hair were like a neon sign to black men.

(She uncrossed her legs slowly, revealing her hot pink thong. She was wearing a tight micro-mini skirt. She took a deep draw. Held it and then exhaled again.)

About the same time, my hubby, David, and I started watching porn. Our interests started drifting to interracial videos. We began discussing an interracial affair for me. He wanted to watch me. It was spontaneous. The idea of being a cuckold excited David, too. We watched many interracial videos back then. I accumulated a large number of interracial websites. I would masturbate, and he would jerk off. I tried personals on the website, but nothing brought the responses we expected.

I am very athletic. I work out. Somehow, in the back of my mind I thought that if my body was tight and buff, I would be successful at a hot affair. Therefore, I was then and still am in great shape. I work out two hours a day. I have never told David that those workouts included Kegel exercises to tighten my pussy.

(She laughed and took a drag on her cigarette.)

My blackening – that is what I call it – started when I saw him standing there. He was smoking a cigarette and looking directly at me. I was walking toward him. I was wearing a very short denim micro miniskirt and strappy high heel sandals. I had a tight thin sweater that swooped low revealing the tops of my breasts. I could see his eyes literally feasting on my feet then moving up my legs. His eyes paused on my beasts before stopping at my lips.

Oh! I wanted him to speak to me. I wanted that so bad!

He said, "Hi!" That one word started it.

*

His name was Brian. It turned out that he was an independent film director and producer. One thing led to another, and then I let him drive me to his apartment. His apartment was a huge loft layout in a trashy side of town that I had never seen before.

He poured me a drink. Then he put on a porn video. The images lit up four huge high definition television screens. I almost choked. I had seen porn before and thoroughly enjoyed it. This time, the star was a beautiful blonde woman fucking three coal black men. I was shocked! The contrasts in their skin were erotic. She was thoroughly enjoying it. I wanted that.

Most of all, when the camera focused on a big black penis sliding into her pussy, I started to faint. Oh! My!

(She took a deep drag on her cigarette pushed her blonde hair back behind her left ear. Her dress was revealing her thong and her legs were wide open.)

Brian put down his drink and moved closer to me. He had a presence about him. I could smell his maleness. It was cologne mixed with the scent of a man.

I wanted him to kiss me. Then he put his arm around my waist and drew me towards him. I thought I was going to swoon when his lips touched mine.

I have to admit I have seen black men and white women kissing. It was so hot. I admit that I watched their mouths moving and their tongues touching.

Brian's lips were so thick and sexy. His hands were all over me in an instant. I was feeling sensations everywhere. Our mouths were so wet. I could taste him. I felt his tongue slip into my mouth and touch my tongue.

I wanted to feel his penis. I reached down and felt his pants and grasp his cock.

I never realized how submissive I was until he started undressing me. Each article of clothing he removed was peeling away my resistance and making me more submissive. When the cool air touched my bare breasts, it was a shock. He slowly laid me back on the couch. Somewhere he had removed his clothes. I guess my body was in sensory over-load.

He whispered, "Take it and guide me in."

I had no problem finding his cock. It was very long. I felt him push. I thought I was going to pass out. I never felt anything like that before.

(She crossed her legs again and took another drag. She looked at her slender thighs for a moment. She exhaled and began again.)

He started fucking me. No one had ever fucked me like that! I realized at that moment. I wanted it. Nothing had ever made me feel that way before. It was like a dream. His hands were moving over my body. His lips were so warm. The tastes, the smells, and the pleasure were all I could stand; and at the same time, I wanted more! My eyes stayed closed all this time!

I began to feel it in my hips centered on my clit. It was like a tidal wave spreading over my body. First, I began trembling uncontrollably. Then my hips pushed up as the pleasure spread all over my body! I heard a voice and realized it was my voice saying, "I love it. It feels so good."

I felt him heave forward and freeze. Then for the first time in my life, I felt a man's cum shoot like a stream inside my cunt. Damn! It felt like a huge amount.

I realized I was unprotected. I had stopped using the pill long ago. I was completely unprotected, but I still wanted it. I did not care!

We laid there for a while savoring our afterglows. His dick remained hard and deep in my body. I wanted him to stay in me forever. I could imagine his sperm swimming around in my womb. From that first day, I wanted a black baby. Brian told me to stay off the pill. My baby desires strengthen my bond to Brian.

Brian made it clear from the beginning that he wanted to feel my pussy bareback. I admit there is something sexier about feeling a man's skin against my pussy walls.

He got up, opened a cabinet door, and removed a tape from a machine. He rewound it and put it in a player. Suddenly, the high-definition TV screens lit up with an image of Brian fucking me. I had never imagined how sensual it would be watching a black man fuck me. It was surreal. It was the most erotic porn video I had ever seen!

I looked at the clock and realized we had been fucking for an hour. I was exhausted. I continued to tremble with the afterglow.

(Alysin gazed out the window for 30 seconds without saying a word. She took a shallow drag and held it. She exhaled and re-crossed her legs. She continued.)

Brian lit up a cigarette and took a deep drag. I watched as the smoke curled up and away. He handed it to me. I took a puff.

He said, "No! No! No!"

He showed me how to inhale by taking a deep drag and opening my mouth to bring in more air. When the smoke entered my lungs, I could feel a deep pleasure mixing with my afterglow. I have been a smoker from that day.

I started coming over to Brian's apartment regularly. Then he started texting me to come over. I would drop everything and go to him.

*

Oh! It was with David's approval, of course. It was exactly what he wanted. David insisted that he had to watch, but I flatly told him that I was going to date Brian alone. He accepted it, but he did not like it. I promised to tell him all about it. I did, too. Well, I told him most of it. I did not want to hurt him.

*

Brian and I would go out to clubs. I loved going out with him. I thought I knew how to dance. Brian showed me how to dance. Eventually, he let me dance with a number of his friends.

One night I went to the ladies' room. Brian's friend, James, followed me and fucked me in a stall. It was so hot. James told Vic about it. He just laughed.

He asked me, "How did you like, James?" I wasn't trying to hide anything. I told Vic, it was hot fucking a man in the stall of a woman's restroom.

(Alysin crossed her legs again.)

He taught me so many things.

One thing was how to dress for black men. I started wearing those short, low-cut macro-miniskirts. I would wear sexy clear hose that accentuated my white legs. I let the lacy tops show under my skirt. Sometime I would wear a lacy petticoat that would cause the skirt to flare. I dressed in sexy red or pink platform pumps with eight-inch micro stiletto ‘fuck me’ heels.

I wore a lot of sexy eye shadow and bright red lipstick. I always selected the expensive makeup.

He preferred that I sometimes wear a corset-camisole top. My camisoles laced up in the front. They were tight. They pushed up my tits and revealed lots of cleavage. Brian said I should not wear a bra under a cami like that. Watching black men look at my tits caused my nipples to get red and stiff. I loved it. Brian suggested that I wear a rouge on my nipples and areolas.

Every time he dated me, we would end up at his apartment. Then we would have a long, slow fucking session on his couch or in his bed. First, I would take off my clothes while he watched. I knew a camera was recording us.

Then I would go down on my knees and start sucking his dick. I would take his velvety smooth, shaved nut sack in my left hand. I would grasp his dick shaft at the base in my right hand. Then I would move my mouth over his uncut dick head. I would let my lips push his foreskin back. I loved that musky, male scent under his foreskin. My mouth was like a pussy, hungry for his semen.

Brian taught me to deep throat him. One day he laid me down on my back on the bed. He positioned me so that my head has hanging off the edge. He moved over me and put his dick in my eager mouth. I was amazed how easily it slipped down my throat. He fucked me a long time with his nut sack slapping my forehead. He would pull out occasionally to let me take a breather. Then he made a deep thrust and dumped a load down my throat!

As he pulled out, he squirted three more loads of his cum in my mouth. I swallowed it all.

Brian said that when I swallowed his sperm, he had become a part of me forever. That was so sensual. Later, he showed me the video of my deep throat giving. I could see the outline of his dick far down inside my neck! That was so damned sexy. I came every time he showed it to me.

He would cum three of four times in an evening. I wanted all of it in my body. One evening after he came for the fourth time, we were lying on the couch passing a cigarette between us.

There was a knock on the door. Brian's member was sticking straight out when he got up and opened the door. It was three of his friends. They slapped hands and laughed.

I crossed my legs and continued to smoke. Brian introduced us. I did not bother to stand up. Brian put on the video. It was a compilation of our fuck sessions. It was so sexy watching Brian fuck me. It was sexier watching their reactions. I was still feeling horny after my fourth fuck. I desperately wanted something to happen.

They took out their dicks and started stroking. One of them looked at me and said, "Oh Shit! She's a hot ho!"

The word "ho" stunned me. I did not think of myself as a whore, but the sound made me feel sexier, hotter, and wanting more.

The man nearest me started rubbing my arm. His hand moved up my arm to my neck. I wanted him bad. We started kissing. It was true face sucking! I put my hand on his dick and start stroking it. I leaned over and started sucking his uncut black dick. He was rock hard in an instant. I concentrated on the head for a moment. Then I let it slip down my throat and squeezed the head with my throat muscle. I was thrilled when he started moaning.

I felt hands running over my back, tits, and ass. I positioned myself like a bitch dog waiting to be bred. I was hoping someone would take the hint. I continued sucking the stranger's dick. Soon I felt a pair of hands holding my ass. Then I felt a dick push in my cunt.

Damn! It was so sensual. I came immediately. In 10 minutes, the dick in my mouth exploded. Long, thick, ropy cum entered me. I swallowed it immediately. The taste was marvelous!

Then the dick in my cunt shot a load against my cervix. Oh! It was so damn hot!

Before the evening ended, all the men had cum in me three times. I became a slut that night. That fuck made me feel so damn good.

The three men got up and dressed. Before they left, they handed Brian some cash. I was puzzled. I thought, why did they give him some money? Brian counted the money and handed me $400. It was then that I realized that Brian had prostituted me out. I loved it, too. It felt so naughty, sexy, and nasty! I came.

Brian told me bluntly that he wanted me to fuck only black men. I agreed without hesitation.

*

David was not pleased when I told him that I was black only now. I described the sex scene with the three black men. He jerked off frantically. I purposely left out the money part.

He was shocked when I told him I was fucking bareback and unprotected. He protested at first, but I threw him a bone. I promised to give him more information about my black dick encounters.

I started modeling sexy outfits for him. Sometimes I would let him clean out my cunt or I would suck him off. I enjoyed playing him along. That is what he gets for being such a pencil-dick white boy!

(She laughed and took a drag on her cigarette.)

*

My life became a whirlwind. I fucked Brian every chance I got. I fucked his boys, too. I could afford sexier clothes. I even bought a car. I paid cash for it. It was a red Mercedes convertible!

One night Brian sent me a text message. It said, Go to 1395 Bellaire Street. That was all. It was just an address. I did not hesitate. I was not sure what was up. I hoped it was something sexy.

I showered and put on some sensual makeup. I painted my lips bright red. I pulled up my nude back-seamed hose. I put on a sexy red micro miniskirt with an asymmetrical hemline. I selected a tight fitting dark gunmetal gray camisole that was semitransparent. I slipped on my red cross-strapped sandals with stiletto heels. My long hair cascaded down my back. I combed and pinned it to let part of my hair hide the left side of my face.

I got in my Mercedes and ran the top down. I was tingling with anticipation on my drive over to the mystery address.

It was an upscale condominium. I pressed the doorbell, and the door swung open. It was Del. He was a handsome black man. He was very buff. Del was six-feet, two inches tall. He had a great body. He offered me a cigarette and lit it for me. We smoked and talked. The subject went to sex.

I wanted him! I wanted to fuck him, and I wanted him to fuck me hard. There was not much foreplay. He stripped me and laid me down on the couch. He fucked me for a while and turned me over. He pushed into my cunt doggy style and fucked me harder. He grabbed a hand full of my hair and pulled my head back. Then he slapped my ass and rammed it in me. Oh! It was so good! I loved it!

I felt Del put lube on my asshole. Brian had fucked my ass before. I was accustomed anything. However, Del shoved a gel butt plug in my ass. Then he turned it on by remote control. It vibrated. He fucked me. The vibration enhanced our pleasure. I felt myself hit a peak.

I screamed, "Oh! Shit! Fuck me! Del. Fuck me!"

Del shot a huge load in my cunt. He pulled out and directed me to turn around. I knew what he wanted. I took his slick dick and started sucking. I sucked out all his cum. When he finally quit squirting, I looked up at him and smiled. Then I opened my mouth to show his cum load. I held my mouth open until he gave me permission to swallow. Oh! It tasted so good!

Del came in all my holes that night. After it was over, I expected him to pay me, and I would leave.

However, he called Brian and simply said, "Yes! I'll buy her."

That was it. Brian sold me to Del. It was that simple. Sold! I felt humiliated and sexy hot at the same time. To think, Brian just sold me. I learned later that my price was $20,000. Knowing the price made me feel good, too.

That night Del took me to a tattoo and piercing parlor and had my tongue pierced and a sexy golden stud implanted. He had his initials tattooed in small letters on the inside of my left ankle.

I stayed with Del through the weekend.

*

I got home Monday night, David was laying in the bed, watching an interracial porn video, and stroking his dick.

I was pissed.

"If you have cum then forget about me telling you what happened," I said.

He denied he had cum at all during the four days I was Del. He begged me to tell him what happened.

David was horrified that Brian sold me!

"How can he sell what's not his?" He shouted,

I told David, "Well... he did it," I told him, it turned me on.

I pulled out a cigarette and lit up in front of David. It was another act of my defiance. He had never seen me smoke. That pissed him off, too. I took an especially deep drag and held it. Then I slowly exhaled through my nose and lips.

(She took a long deep drag and exhaled slowly through her partially opened mouth and nose.)

I showed him my tongue stud and Del's marks on me. David became more interested.

He said, "Why did he have that stud put in your tongue?"

I laughed that that. "It was to give black men more pleasure when I suck them off!" I said

David seemed to like that idea. He had descended deeper into cuckolding. He examined my tattoo carefully.

I said, "My man had marked your wife." I laughed. He pulled out his dick and started slowly jerking.

I opened my purse and took out my diamond engagement ring and wedding band. David had given them to me. I handed them to David. I showed him Del's gold ring on my finger. I have flaunted it in front of David every day.

(She laughed and took another drag.)

I started describing my latest fuck with Del. David settled down and started jacking off. When I described how I swallowed a load of Del's cum, David shot his wad high into the air. He went to sleep in my arms that night.

*

Del did not waste any time with me. He had me out working. I worked clubs, hotels, and motels. I took on parties and conventions.

I never used contraceptives. Del wanted it that way. Yeah, I got pregnant. Del would take me to a clinic. He would let me go two or three weeks before having me "fixed". He says that when I am not menstruating, I have more value. I think that is sexy, too.

I desperately wanted to have Del's baby; or if not his baby, then any black baby. I guess it was partially my pleading and partially because I had made Del so much money that he allowed me to take a break and get pregnant by him. It took a few weeks to get all the black sperm out of me. Then Del and I made sure I was not pregnant.

Nothing is better than repro, pregnancy risk sex! It was wonderful fucking Del during this period. In three weeks, I missed my period. I was carrying his black baby in my white body.

*

David was shocked. He suspected that I must have gotten pregnant earlier. Now his petite, white wife, who had turned him into a pathetic cuckold, was pregnant by a black man. He pulled out his dick started jerking off. He came almost immediately. I never saw him cum so much! I let him lick my cunt.

He had a thousand questions. He wanted to know when I decided to get pregnant. I told him it was my decision. I said, I wanted to be impregnated the first time I fucked Del. He wanted to know how I was sure it was Del's baby. I described out preparations in detail.

David was panting!

I described the sensuality of black pregnancy risk sex.

He looked at me and said, "I'm glad you got into interracial sexing. I don't regret this at all!"

Then I held David until he fell asleep in my arms.

*

To celebrate my pregnancy, Del took me to a tattoo parlor. He had me marked again. We let David come along, too.

The tattooist combed my long blonde hair forward and shaved it from the base of my neck to high on my neck. He fashioned a tribal design. It has images of black men fucking white women. On the left side, high on my neck he tattooed Del's initials. The marks were three inches high. I could comb him hair back over the skin illustration. It was almost invisible.

I saw David go to the restroom three times. I know what he was doing in there.

*

David was very interested in my latest tattoo. I let him lift my hair and examine it in detail. When he finished his examination, he jacked off shooting his sticky cum all over his hand. I let him rub his cum on my tits. I held him until he fell asleep.

*

As my body began to change, I realized why Del knocked me up. I was fucking more now. Black men loved to fuck pregnant white women. I was making more money than ever for Del.

Del arranged to produce a porn video with me as the star. He spliced some footage Vic shot before my pregnancy. He brought in three porn actors. We worked three days on the filming.

*

My pregnancy sexually excited David. He wanted to examine my tits every day. I let him. He ran it hand over my swollen tummy. He could feel the baby kick. It was a girl.

When they released the video to market, I made a few appearances at bookstores. I let David come along. I spent a week in Las Vegas at a porn convention. I fucked a different black man every night in our hotel room. I let David watch for the first time.

*

I was always careful to keep my life as a mother separate from my life as Del's whore. I felt so smug and even bragged to Del about it. Maybe I should not have done that.

Near my eighth month, Del unexpectedly came to the house. It was about an hour before Marci, eighteen, came home from her job.

Del walked in and started kissing me. After ten minutes of face sucking pleasure, he pulled out my swollen breasts and started nursing on me. My milk was profuse. I could feel the milk rushing through my nipples into his mouth. That is a real turn on for me. I came. He had me stripped in no time. We left a trail of clothing up the stairs to my bedroom.

Del laid me down and positioned himself up over me. My belly was huge, and I loved to feel Del gently laying on me. His dick slipped in easily, and we started fucking. I could feel my fetus kicking as he fucked me.

Time just flew by. I do not know how long it was. Del had me on my hands and knees fucking me doggy style. I was rocking back and forth. My belly was hanging down and my tits were swinging. He came in me twice.

He positioned me on the bed with my head hanging off. I knew what was next. He pushed his dick into my throat. I could feel his baby girl kicking. She always let me know when I was enjoying a good fucking.

Del whispered how beautiful I looked carrying his baby. He came. I took his entire load down my throat directly in my stomach. I wanted to taste it.

Del reclined down on the bed and lit a cigarette.

I got on his dick and started sucking him in long deep slow strokes. Every now and then, I would rise up, take a deep drag on the cigarette, and go back to sucking his dick.

I knew I was cutting it close with the Marci coming home. What happened next was unexpected.

Knock! Knock!

It was the door.

Marci said, "Mother! Why are all your clothes on the floor?"

"Pick them up and put them in the laundry room," I shouted back. Marci left. Well, I thought she left.

I went back to sucking Del's wonderful dick. Oh! It felt so good. My pussy was dripping with his seed. My fetus was kicking, and my tits were leaking. Del was smoking.

Knock! Knock!

The door opened. It was Marci.

"Oh! I'm sorry!" she said. I was busted! After all this time, I had managed everything so well. Somehow, I did not care anymore. She was eighteen. I saw her kissing black boys in school. I knew she was dating black boys. I had no doubt she was fucking them too. Then I suspected she found out about my videos.

I got up and put on my robe. I quickly opened the door and peered down the hallway. It was clear. I quickly walked to Marci's room and knocked.

I heard a scrambling around. I announced who I was and opened the door. Marci was standing there naked with a young black man. She introduced him as Steve. I looked at his dick. It was wet! Marci's face was flushed. OH! One plus one equals: she was fucking.

I told her it was OK. She said what I was doing was okay with her, too. I said, "Let's talk about this later. Okay?" I felt relieved and left her room. I hurried back to my lover, Del.

I dropped my robe and started sucking Del again. I wanted his cum in my mouth.

I was frantic. I was hornier than ever. My cunt was on fire. I wanted to taste Del's cum so fucking bad! Del started moaning. His hips started hunching up. He was getting close. My head was bobbing up and down. I found the right spot to place the tongue stud against his dick for best sensation.

KNOCK! KNOCK!

I yelled, "WHAT THE FUCK IS IT!"

"There's someone at the door!" It was Marci again.

"Tell him to go away!"

Del had lost it. I had to get it back for him. I was frantic! I sucked harder. My mouth was wet, and I was drooling down his dick shaft. My head was bobbing up and down. Del started stroking my hot clit. Oh! Oh! Shit I started to cum on his finger.

I wanted to make him cum!

KNOCK! KNOCK!

What the FUCK IS IT! DAMN IT!

It was Marci, again.

I screamed, "Shit!"

I put on my robe and flung the door open. Marci and her boyfriend were standing there. Del's dick, standing up, was in clear view.

Trying to tie my robe, I marched down stairs to see who was at the door. I flung it open. It was a Del's friend, D'Andre. He stepped into the house. His hand encircled my head. He pulled my face to his and kissed me deeply.

I responded passionately. It must have been three minutes of non-stop face sucking when he broke it off. Meanwhile, my robe had fallen open. I guess I had not tied it.

"Where's Del?" D'Andre had been left waiting for Del in the car. He was tired of waiting and decided to come on in, he said.

I said, "He's upstairs."

D'Andre followed as I walked upstairs. He reached out and pinched my ass cheek to tell me he thought I was sexy. I looked back and smiled.

This is it, I thought. No more fucking today. I was busted and left horny and wanted more. SHIT!

I flung the door open. To my shock, Del was fucking Marci doggy style while she was sucking Steve's dick. My daughter was taking on both black men. Well, like mother, like daughter.

I felt my robe fall off my shoulders as D'Andre started kissing me again. I was so fucking horny. I did not care. Del's baby was kicking, as I was deep face sucking with D'Andre. I sunk to my knees and began sucking his 11-inch black dick.

"This is a freebie" I whispered to him.

He came in ten minutes. Shortly afterward, I heard my man, Del, cum, too. I turned my head to see him frozen in Marci's tight white cunt. She was cumming on Del's fuck stick! Then her boyfriend came in her mouth.

I thought, "That little bitch! She just took two loads in MY FUCKING BED!"

I still was not satisfied. I had not taken a load in my cunt! Now I wished I had not told D'Andre it was a freebie! Shit! What luck!

I watched Del pull out of that little bitch daughter of mine. I saw cum pour out of her cunt. I grabbed D'Andre and pushed him down on his back on the bed. I climbed up on him cowgirl style.

I thought, "I'm going to teach Marci how a real ho fucks!" I started to move my ass up and down on D'Andre's dick. Oh shit. I popped a grand orgasm.

Then I felt hands on my ass. "Hmm! Del's going to spread my asshole," I thought.

I felt a dick enter my ass and start a rhythm with the dick in my cunt. Oh, shit! Oh, shit! It felt so damn good.

I came hard again!

Then the dick in my ass shot a load filling up my ass good. I froze while the dick in my cunt rammed up and stopped. It filled my cunt with sweet, hot cum. I squeezed hard on the dick, causing cum to ooze out. "Oh! Shit!"

KNOCK! KNOCK!

I shouted, "WHO THE FUCK IS IT!"

I pulled up with dicks popping out of my ass and cunt. Cum was dripping down my legs. I reached for my robe or at least I thought I did.

I flung the door open. Shock! It was Denzel, D'Andre's friend. D'Andre had forgotten him. He had been sitting in the car, too. He was standing right there in full view of Marci, her boyfriend, D'Andre, and Del. Except for Denzel, we were all naked.

I said, "COME ON IN!" That was all I could think to say.

I closed the door. Denzel started removing his clothes.

I leaned against the door and took a deep breath. I reached for a cigarette and lit it up. I glanced at the mirror. There I was. My lipstick was smeared. Cum was leaking out of my cunt and ass. My hair looked like a mixer ran over it. My tits were leaking. My baby girl was kicking frantically. My eighteen year-old daughter was a ho fucking in MY BED!

We all looked at each other. I started laughing.

"Wait!"

I looked at Denzel's balls. They looked like they were full of cum, and I was still horny. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Marci moving toward him.

I thought, "I can't let that little bitch get the last load of cum!"

We ended up on the bed with four men fucking Marci and me.

After it was over, I asked Marci what protection she was using.

She replied, "The same kind of protection you use."

Del handed his two hoes cigarettes. I watched Marci take a deep drag, inhale deep, hold it, and exhale. Well, what did I expect? She is a whore, too.

I had not seen Marci naked in a quite a while. I was amused that she had a number of tattoos on her. I especially like the sexy design over her cunt and the weave over her ass. She had designs on both ass cheeks. The tattoos looked hot when she bent over.

Marci began working full-time for Del, who had two more women working for him.

*

"Good news, David," I said sarcastically. "Your daughter, Marci, is a whore, too!" I exclaimed. She has been fucking Steve. Now she is working for Del, too.

David was livid. When I described the scene, he calmed down and started jacking off. After he shot his wad, David confessed that he knew that Marci was dating black men. He said, "What the fuck! She is eighteen. She is a woman!"

I handed David a cigarette. It took it. I gave him a light. He took in a deep draw, held it, and exhaled slowly.

*

Marci and I meet at Del's apartment occasionally. Marci would be with Steve or some hot African male. Del had sexy designs tattooed on our shoulders. David watched that, too.

I have a beautiful mocha baby girl.

continued ...

by MrDeep©