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Tracey’s heartbeat quickened as she heard the knock. Before arriving at the door she stopped to look in the mirror and ensure that everything was in place. She knew this was stupid. She had known Bill since he was 11 years old and she married his uncle Bob. Still, in the last seven years he had become a big and, she decided to admit it to herself, sexy man. She applied some mascara to give her deep blue eyes a saucer like appearance. She knew there was no sexual attraction between them… even though he’s so big and sexy and SO so so black… because she was his aunt. She was 12 years older, had known him since he was a kid, and she was happily married to his uncle, she told herself. She applied gloss to give her lips a pink sheen. She had always taken tremendous pride in appearance she told herself. All of this primping was not to impress her incredibly sexy black nephew… even if I’ve always lusted after black men.,. it was just how she always prepared. She checked her ass in the mirror. Good, bubbly as usual. She was ready to open the door.

Bill was getting tired of waiting. He was alternating between damning his parents, away on yet another Christian mission to Africa, for threatening to cut off his car payments if he did not help his aunt around the house, and thinking of all that he could “help” his aunt with around her house. He would never want to hurt his uncle, but his sexual desires usually trumped all else. He knew that his aunt was not a realistic conquest however, as she seemed happily married to his uncle for the past seven years. Still, Bill knew that if the chance ever arose, he would not be able to stop himself from taking his aunt. Just as the sexual thoughts began to dominate his thinking, she opened the door.

Bill immediately ceased damning his parents. Tracey greeted him at the door looking incredible. Her shoulder length blonde hair was immaculate as always. Bill was confident that she dyed it, but you could not tell just from looking. Her deep blue eyes, truly beautiful and surrounded by expertly curled eyelashes, looked at him excitedly. She flashed him a full smile, surrounded by glossy pink lips, that caused him to grin himself. Her round face gave her a look of innocence that Bill found irresistible in white girls. She was wearing short, tight black workout shorts that showcases her large, round ass. That ass had always captivated Bill, even since he was 11 years old. He was glad that his aunt’s recent running, an activity that she had taken up with his uncle Bob, had not left her as scrawny as it had left him. If anything, her spherical ass was now tighter. This effect was helped by the pink high heel shoes that were ever present with his aunt Tracey. Always a fashionista, she wore heels at every opportunity. Her silky pink top had a neck so wide that one bare shoulder was always visible. The outline of her C cup breasts was also visible, as Bill thought that running had only improved his aunt. As he admired his aunt’s form, she pulled him in for the obligatory kiss.

Tracey was so glad her in-laws had sent her nephew over as she opened the door. In addition to the work that needed to be done, she would enjoy the eye candy that Billy was obviously meant to be, she playfully thought to herself. Her nephew had been 6’5 for years, but she still never associated him with the giant black man before her. Billy was wearing a white tshirt that showed off the impressive musculature that he had developed in the last few years. Tracey noted that her husband’s physique, which was certainly not bad, would have been lost in such a shirt. On Bill however, it showed off the muscular bulges she found to be typical of black men. Tracey thought that Bill’s light blue shorts were somewhat shorter than typical teenager length… long enough to hide whatever he had in there… although nothing scandalous. Tracey had never seen a person with darker skin than Bill, who really was basically black except for a slight brown hue. His features were traditionally African, large and overpowering in the nose and lips… and definitely in other places… and she had to admit, he was quite handsome.

Instead of standing there admiring her nephew Tracey decided it was best to greet him. At 5’5, and wearing heels, she was able to reach up to Bill’s neck and pull him down for the kiss that she had always greeted him with since he was 11 years old. When he was a child he had resisted the kiss and she had needed to bribe him, but as he grew older he became accustomed to it. Tracey always kissed Bill to the side of his mouth, but on this occasion she allowed the corner or her lips to kiss the corner of his. This slight change, a few millimeters really, gave Tracey an almost electric jolt in her lips. She decided that this was all in good fun she giggled to herself, and besides, she needed a little excitement as her husband had left her alone for the past two weeks while he was away on business.

“Hi Billy! Soooo glad you could come over here and help your old Aunt.”

“No problem at all” Billy said as he worked to hide the slight smile that his Aunt’s initial greeting had given him. He must have subconsciously moved his lips so that they would brush against each other, he thought.

“When does Bob come back?”

“On Tuesday, thankfully. I will have to show you the pictures he’s taken in New York so far. So beautiful!”

“Sounds good. Hopefully he brings you back something nice” Bill was always impressed with his aunt’s bubbly personality. He knew that she could be intense when she wanted something, usually a big discount at a boutique of some sort, but her bubbly personality had made her his favourite aunt by far. Well, he thought, that and her other bubbly parts.

“Oh I’m sure that he will. I will tell him to get you something nice too for helping your aunt out on this beautiful weekend!”

“That’s OK, it’s my pleasure to help you any way that I can”

“Oh you’re so sweet! I know you probably have a thousand girlfriends though”… lucky little bitches…”but I will try to get you out of here as quickly as possible so you aren’t couped up with your old aunt”

“Really it’s no problem. The girlfriends can wait” he laughed “more than enough to go around for them. Besides, I always have fun with my Aunt Tracey. No one has an aunt like mine. 29 going on 18.” This was mainly true Bill thought. Although he had wanted to be home titty fucking Ashley, he did always have fun with Tracey. She definitely was a ‘cool aunt’.

“Oh Billy!” said Tracey as she placed her hand on his arm, pleased with the compliment. “Always such a charmer. No wonder there are so many girls!” Tracey was talking about his charming personality clearly, but also internally referring to the massive bicep she was gently stroking, one of the many bulging muscles on her nephew. She had always founds burly black men sexy as hell, but Billy put them all to shame she mused as she casually stroked his bicep with her thumb and smiled up at him.

The ringing of the phone ended their little chat. Tracey jumped to attention.

“I have to get that, it might be Bob!” Nothing wrong with a little innocent flirtation Tracey thought as she walked toward the phone.

Bill watched his aunt walk toward the phone and finally got a good look at her ass. He was definitely ok with spending a little bit of time with his aunt this weekend. He could watch that thing for three days straight.

Tracey turned and looked at Billy before picking up the phone. She noticed that he had been staring at her ass. She giggled to herself. She worked hard to keep it round and firm, and there was no harm in other people enjoying looking at it, even if it was her nephew. She hadn’t really given him a choice anyway, she thought to herself, as these shorts pressed and pulled her ass until it was all but impossible to avoid noticing it… especially for big sexy black men… She hadn’t worn these shorts because they made her ass look so sexy though, but because it was so hot out and because there was work to be done. Yes, she told herself, that was it… and anything else was a little bonus…

Bill decided to walk around the house while his aunt was on the phone. She was a talker, so it may be quite a while before she is off. Bill looked at pictures in the living room, including one of he and his aunt when he was 11. He thought that his aunt was pretty at the time, and he had to say that she looked better at 29 than she did at 22. Getting thicker in the right places will do that, he laughed to himself. He walked down to his aunt’s bedroom and thought back to the times when he would sneak in there just to touch her underwear. She was the most attractive older woman that Billy knew, and the thought of just touching her panties excited him. Billy had stopped sneaking in there years ago however, as he has stopped fantasizing about women at the very time that he started fucking them. Still, his aunt was a fun, if unattainable, fantasy.

Bill heard that Tracey was on the phone talking to her best friend Shannon and figured that he would be waiting for a while. He decided to raid Tracey’s panty drawer for old times sake, and pulled out a silky purple thong. This would have driven him crazy a few years ago. He laid down on her bed and rubbed the fabric of the thong, thinking about its typical contents and how the little string would fit snuggly inside that fine ass. Bill did not want to get caught with his aunt’s thong in his hands, so he picked up the phone to listen in for when her conversation ended. When the phone hung up, he would put the thong back and report for work.

“… so Bob has been gone for two weeks? Nice sex life. Are you crawling the walls yet girl?”

“Basically! Two weeks is an eternity. I’m used to getting some every night. I’ve had to put my energy into other areas.”

“Like what? Finger aerobics?”

“Don’t be so gross Shannon! I’m horny, but I’m waiting for Bob to come back. He is going to get the lay of a lifetime, I can guarantee that. He had better be able to keep up…”

“Is he still ‘underperforming’ due to the running?”

“I guess, but that shouldn’t be a problem after the big trip! I hope anyway…”

Bill had to smile. His aunt would be absolutely mortified if she knew he could hear her. He had to figure that his uncle would be too if he knew. Bill would never allow a woman as hot as his aunt to tell her friends that he had underperformed. She would never have reason to. He was brought back into their conversation when he heard his name

“…Billy is going to be helping around the house with some chores. Heavy lifting, mowing the lawn and things like that.”

“Billy is the black one, right? How did he get in your family again?”

“I told you this before. Bob’s sister and her husband adopted him from Western Africa when he was a baby. They were on one of their missions, as usual.”

“Oh yeah. He should be a good help then. Last time I saw him he was way over 6 feet tall. Is he still a cutie?”

“Oh my gosh, he is massive now. He has muscles in places that Bob doesn’t even have. So handsome too. He always has girls all over him.”

“So there are still little mudsharks around town like you!”

“Hey!”

“What?! There was like one black guy in town and you dated him. Then we went away to university, and it was four years of jungle fever. I still can’t believe you are with Bob and not some guy named Jamal!”

“ Shut up! You know that I have always been attracted to black men, but I married Bob. I love him.”

“And why did you stop seeing black men? I really doubt that you stopped being attracted to them.”

“Oh can we get off this topic? Black men are the best in bed. Everyone knows that. But I love Bob. Can you imagine if I showed up with a black baby? I would never live it down!” Tracey and Bob were now at the point in their life that they were preparing to have a baby. He had been struggling, despite their almost nightly love making.

“That would be hilarious, you racist!”

“OH MY GOD I am not, shut up!”

“I know I know! I’m just joking. No one who spent so much time pleasuring so many black men could be racist against them. Why don’t you just get a black lover to satisfy you though?”

“This conversation is so crude Shann! I love my husband and I would never cheat on him!”

“Not even with a handsome black man with a big black dick?”

“No, never. And besides, there aren’t even any black men in this town.”

“Except for the big good-looking one in your house right now. Are you telling me that you don’t miss black dick?”

“I love my husband.”

“You used to tell me how nothing could ever fill you u…”

“GOODBYE Shannon!”

*Click*

Bill put the phone down and stood up. He waited for his erection to go down slightly and took off his shirt. He knew what he had to do.

Tracey was flustered as she hung up the phone. She had not been touched sexually in weeks and was hornier than she could ever remember. The last thing she needed was Shannon talking to her about big, black cocks. She didn’t even know they should be called cocks and not dicks! It wasn’t fair, she thought angrily to herself. Shannon has been with Tom since high school. She never got to experience the pleasure of big black cocks. It had been hard enough giving them up when she married Bob. Talking about them after weeks without sex was torture. She was so happy with Bob… he can’t satisfy me… Yes, she was happy with Bob. Their sex life was good… he can’t match the black cocks I got used to… it was as good as she could expect. She would never cheat on him, even if he wasn’t great in bed… black cock is so big and amazing… even if there were black men in the area… there is one and he is in the house…

“Let’s get to work, Trace”

Bill broke his aunt’s train of thought. She looked surprised at the shirtless black man standing in front of her.

“Oh… oh… ye… yeah let’s get to work Billy!” Tracey stuttered as she stared at her shirtless nephew. Billy really was built to be shirtless, she thought to herself. A shirtless, sexy black man is not what I need right now… maybe it’s exactly what I NEED… in this horny state. She also thought that she needed to get revenge on Shannon for doing this to her, but she didn’t yet know what.

“What are we doing then? Mowing the lawn?”

“Yes, we need to do that. It’s as good a place as any to start!”

Bill found the mower in the garage and primed it. Tracey found her gardening tools and took them out as well. Bill then headed behind the garage to do some pushups. He wanted to be sweaty while he mowed the lawn.

“Well, I know it’s a lot but I’m really grateful” Tracey said looking out at her extensive lawn upon his return.

“Not a problem at all” said Bill, as he set off to his task.

Mowing a lawn had never been so easy, thought Bill, as he watched his aunt working in the garden. Time flew as he watched her bend over time and again to pull out weeds and plant seeds. It was only getting better the closer he got, as his view of his aunt improved.

Tracey admitted to herself that she enjoyed watching her nephew mow the lawn without his shirt, and was glad that her sunglasses obscured this knowledge. The sun was shining off his hard black muscles and she couldn’t help but admire them. She wished that Bob looked a bit more like his nephew, but knew that it was out of the question for her to be married to, and procreate with, a black man. It would have been a scandal in their area, and, she wanted a baby who looked like her. She wished to herself that she had never dated black men… or fucked them… so that she didn’t know what she was missing. She could look though. And she did. She could also tease; just a little anyway, she thought. Tracey made sure that her nephew got a good look at his aunt’s posterior in her tightest shorts. Tracey was impressed with her 29 year old physique, especially her ass… black men like round asses… and was not going to hide it. Her gardening was getting slower as Bill got closer and her staring increased.

As much as he enjoyed looking at his aunt’s ass, Bill thought it was time to turn up the heat.

“Hey Trace, why don’t you take a break? I’m sure you’ve been working hard all this time since Bob left. Why don’t you just sit out and lounge while I finish up? Should take another hour or so.”

“Good idea Billy. Why don’t you go get the lounger and I’ll get the drinks! You can take a break too if you like.”

“Nah, I’d like to get the work done. A drink would be great though.”

Tracey went inside to get the drinks. Lemonade would be good, she thought, and she put a little extra kicker in hers. She brought the drinks out and delivered one to Bill.

“Thanks” said Bill as he put his head back and slowly downed his drink.

Tracey could not stop hungrily looking at Bill as he had his drink. Her nephew was even better up close. He was hard as a rock and with the sun shining on his sweaty body he looked like an ebony god. She could feel her crotch moistening just standing near him. Tracey shook her head and then went to her lounger. She sat down and opened her book up to page 391.

That went well enough, Bill thought to himself. She really does have a thing for black men, although he found that most local girls did, when it came to him at least. He then remembered the next part of his plan.

“Hey Trace, do you have any sunscreen? It’s pretty hot out here. Don’t want to get burned.”

“Good idea Billy! I’ll go get some” Tracey said as she ran inside.

Billy watched his aunt’s tight ass jiggle as she went up the steps. Gotta love gravity, he thought to himself.

“Do you want to do me?” Bill said to Tracey upon her return.

Tracey’s heart skipped a beat at this question.

“No… I’m..”

“Here then I’ll do you first” said Bill as he squirted lotion into his hands and began rubbing it into his aunt’s shoulders.

Tracey was relieved at this event. She was also quite impressed by the strength of her nephew’s hands on her shoulders… black men know how to use their hands… As he moved down to her legs, she was very happy that she had them waxed the previous day.

Bill was taking his time rubbing his aunt’s smooth legs. She was toned, but not enough to obscure the womanly bulges in her lower body. Bill also noted the pink thong straps that were poking above her shorts. Bill also enjoyed being so close to his aunt’s ass. It seemed to come out directly at him, without drooping toward the ground at all. It amazed him, considering how round it was. After making sure that he covered every possible inch of his aunt’s legs in lotion, Bill informed her that it was her turn.

Tracey thought to herself that Billy was really very thorough… and great with his hands… and that she should return the favour for him… it would be great to rub down every one of those black muscles…

“So you’re ready?” Billy asked his aunt, who seemed to not be paying attention.

“Yep! Lotion me up!”

Tracey was even more thorough that Bill when it came to applying lotion, and there was a lot more area to cover. She made him sit down at first, just so she could reach his upper body… and really get to touch that sexy body… in the name of efficiency. She didn’t want him to burn. While straddling him, she allowed herself to enjoy applying the lotion to her chiseled nephew. She did this in slow circular motions with both hands. He then stood up so that she could rub his legs, which were also impressive… shame about those damn shorts though… and were far more powerful than Bob’s, even though he was an avid runner. She put her hands slightly up his shorts, just to make sure he was protected in the event that his shorts rose a little… damn I can’t feel it… and then was finished. All in all it had taken around 10 minutes.
Bill went back to mowing the lawn while his aunt watched from behind her sunglasses. Tracey could not concentrate on anything other than her nephew. It had been years she had touched a black man like that. She could not stop thinking about touching that sexy black body. The powerful arms, granite shoulders, rock hard abs all drove her crazy. The black men she had been with were attractive, but could not compare to Billy. She wondered if they could compare to Billy in other ways… I bet he has a massive cock… she knew that Bob couldn’t. His 6 inch penis had been adequate the last few years, but nothing amazing… I bet Billy’s is over 8 inches… at least not compared to what she had before… and massively thick… Billy even had the sexiest skin she had ever felt. So dark and smooth in a masculine way… I bet his cock is black as night… like a luxurious leather that was meant to please her… I NEED to touch him again… I LOVE my husband though… I WILL touch him again… I love my husband… I WILL touch his big black cock… I love… I NEED IT… my husband.

“The stuff in the garage, right?”

Tracey was startled by her nephew’s question. She had been transfixed by watching him at work and had gotten lost in her thoughts. She was on the verge of orgasm and knew she had to stop thinking those thoughts.

“Yeah Billy, the stuff in the garage if you don’t mind. You’re so good to your Aunt!”

Not as good as I want to be, thought Bill. Not as good as I might be, in fact.

“No problem at all. Shouldn’t take too long. Supper after?”

“Sure sweetie! I’ll make you something good as reward for all your hard work. First I’ll take a quick shower, and then I’ll whip it up!”

“Sounds great.”

Billy watched his Aunt as she ran inside the house. She had not said anything when he had stopped mowing multiple times and had to restart the mower. He found that he had to frequently adjust himself to hide his erection after running Tracey’s silky smooth legs and being so close to her fine ass. Either she had an extra strong lemonade to drink, or she had gotten caught up in the scenery. Billy knew that he had enjoyed the scenery she provided, as his aunt spent the majority of his mowing time slowly rubbing her legs together. Although Tracey’s ass was his favourite body part, he enjoyed looking at her legs as well. Running had been good for them as they were not especially skinny, but were definitely toned now. He also caught her occasionally rubbing her hand across her breast. He was sure that she did not intend it to appear sexual, but it certainly did. He grinned to himself and thought that he may be having an effect on her. He knew he would have his answer shortly after she went into the shower.

Tracey knew that she needed a shower after the last few hours. A cold shower. She was on the verge of orgasm from thinking about her nephew, and she knew she needed to get her lust under control. As she stripped in her bedroom, she noticed that her pink thong was soaked. Damn Bob for leaving me without sex for so long she thought… and for not having a big black cock… as she could never remember being so wet. She also noticed that her pink nipples were bigger than she could ever remember.

After hopping in the shower, she felt herself calming down. The cold water was doing its job. She began cleaning herself, paying particular attention to her still-throbbing vagina. It felt good to touch herself down there… not as good as black skin would… but she would wait for Bob. She began shaving her pubic hair. She wanted her vagina to look as pretty as possible. For when Bob comes home, she told herself. Even though he won’t be home for days…Billy must like smooth white pussy… she would probably not find the time in the next few days she assured herself.

Billy went into the house a few minutes after his aunt. Once he heard her start up the shower, he headed down to her bedroom. Once inside, he scanned the room for the object of his interest. He saw a thin pink strap poking out from underneath the bed and picked it up. The thong from before. It was soaking wet. Bill put the thong up to his face and smelled it. Lust. There was no mistaking it. The thong was covered in his aunt’s lusty vaginal juices. His aunt wanted him sexually, and judging by the wetness, she wanted him badly. The seduction would continue.

Tracey finished her grooming and left the shower. After drying herself, she admired herself in the mirror again. Her body could compete with any skanky 18 year old, she thought. She turned and looked at her ass. She couldn’t imagine any of the kids at the high school could compete with this. Plus she had experience… at pleasing big black cock… that no other girls could compete with. She was definitely sexier than the girls that Billy dated, she told herself confidently.

Bill put the thong in his pocket for later. He strategically intercepted his aunt in the hallway as she exited the bathroom.

“Hey Trace, I couldn’t finish taking all the stuff out of the garage. I must have pulled something in my back. Sorry” Bill lied as he took in his aunt’s form in her towel. Now he knew that her breasts had not shrunk since she took up running. She was no Ashley, but Tracey could definitely give him more than a mouthful.

“Oh that stinks! That you hurt your back that is, not that you couldn’t finish. Are you ok sweetie?” Tracey asked as her eyes were reunited with her nephew’s massive chest.

“Oh yeah it should be fine. It happened from time to time. I can finish tomorrow if you don’t mind. I can even stay here so that I can get to work nice and early.”

“If you want to, that would be great!”

“Ok then, sounds good. I’ll just get a shower then before supper. See you in a bit.”

Tracey felt sorry for her nephew but she was hopeful that he would feel better soon. She would do whatever she could to make him feel better … I know how to make a black man feel good… She was also excited by the idea of sleeping under the same roof as her nephew. She would feel safer sleeping in the same house as a man, she told herself… even better under the same covers… but now she had to make some supper. She had a nice chicken ready and some chocolate cake, and supper was not going to prepare itself.

Bill was enjoying his shower. He had to turn up the temperature from the ice cold water that his aunt had used, but he finally had it just right. Billy was tempted to masturbate, as he had gotten himself hot from the day’s flirtations. He decided not to however, as he no longer masturbated. A woman would always take care of his sexual needs for him. He decided instead to use the razor in the shower to clean himself up. He definitely thought that he would need to be presentable down there. He thought about Tracey’s pussy. She definitely keeps herself trimmed down there, he was certain. I bet it’s as smooth as ice and as warm as a sauna. Bill shook his head. He needed to be thinking clearly. After half an hour he was content and stepped out of the bathroom.

Tracey had finished with supper and was finishing applying her makeup. She wanted to look good for supper. She had decided to wear a short, yellow sundress for the rest of the day. The front was pretty low cut, showing at least three inches of cleavage, and her still-hard nipples were partially visible through the fabric, but it was just family that was over. She would not wear such an outfit if strange men were over she assured herself… black men love my tits… but Billy is family. She knew that family should be comfortable with each other… I bet he knows just how to suck my nipples… and her outfit wasn’t scandalous. Her ass was obscured by the flowing fabric, but her thighs were hardly covered… I bet he knows how to eat pussy too…but hey, a little flirtation never hurt anyone, she told herself yet again.

“Trace, I need a favour” Bill asked as he appeared in her doorway

“Anything you want Billy!” Tracey replied as she looked at her nephew in only the towel, which seemed to just hang on to his hips.

“My shorts are pretty sweaty, and I only packed one pair so can I borrow some of Bob’s” Bill asked as his aunt ogled him. He returned the favour, as he was impressed by her appearance in the tiny sundress.

“Absolutely.” She replied… fall down, fall down, fall down…

“Cool. Any pair will do”

“I doubt he has any in your size, but we’ll find something.”… FALL DOWN, FALL DOWN, FALL DOWN…

Tracey brought over a blue pair of Bob’s running shorts.

“These should stretch at least!”… in some places they had better…

“Ok then, thanks. I will have to make these work. See you in a few minutes. I have to warn you though, if they don’t fit I’ll be naked!” Bill laughed.

Tracey didn’t laugh. She couldn’t get the image of her naked nephew out of her head. Her panties were also now soaked again, so she just took them off and headed to supper. The damn towel never fell down.

Supper went quite well. Billy was already seated by the time Tracey was ready to serve the food. They enjoyed the chicken then the dessert.

“Well that was great Tracey. Especially the dessert.”

“Definitely! Nothing like a good chocolate cake at the end of the day.”

“Yep. I always knew you loved chocolate too.” Bill laughed to himself at his stupid wordplay.

“MMMMHMMMM” Tracey was amused. He didn’t know how accurate he was.

“What should we do? We can watch a movie if you like?”

“Great idea. You go pick one out.” Tracey looked up and saw her nephew already heading toward the living room. Bob’s shorts were way too small for him, but they definitely stretched. The V of Bill’s back pointed down to a hard ass that strained the fabric of the shorts. Tracey missed the powerful asses she found that black men seemed to possess in large numbers. She could definitely bounce a quarter off of it…and I wouldn’t mind seeing my ankles wrapped around it… as Bill filled it in a way that Bob never could. At least in the back.

Bill looked for the right movie to set the mood. There wasn’t a Jungle Fever to be found. He decided instead to go with the movie ‘The White Masai’ on Netflix. A blonde white woman goes to Africa with her fiancée and decides to stay with a Masai warrior. It was simple, but gave off the message that he wanted. No one would be overly distracted by the plot of this movie. There may be other distractions however.

The lights were out when Tracey walked into the living room. Bill had set the movie up and was sitting in the middle of the couch. He motioned her over, and she sat to his left. As the movie started, Bill stretched out to get more comfortable. He stretched his arms so that each was resting comfortably on the back of the couch, with his left wrist just behind his aunt’s neck. He also spread his legs to give himself some much needed room.

Tracey had not yet heard a word in the movie. She just kept staring at the bulge in the front of her husband’s shorts. She must be seeing things in the dark, she told herself. The fabric was rising inches above where the crotch should be. Not even the black men she knew years before could come close to filling shorts like that. All of a sudden Bill spread out his legs and she knew. Everything fell into place. Without his legs pushing everything up, she could clearly see the outline of Bill’s penis… Big Black Cock… and it was as large as she had imagined. The blue fabric struggled to contain what appeared to be at least 8 inches of thick penis… beautiful black cock meat… that curved to the left and pointed right at her. Tracey struggled to clearly make out its outline in the darkness, and longed for explosions of brightness to emerge from the television and highlight her nephew’s member.

Bill liked how this was going. His aunt had not yet so much as looked at the tv screen. This is really going to happen he told himself. She is close

“It’s pretty cool in here, don’t you think?” Bill asked

“… huh… ah.. yeah it is…” Tracey stumbled with her words… Big Black Cock…

“Maybe I should get something else to wear. I’m practically naked here.”

“NO!!! There is nothing in your size anyway.” Tracey was surprised with the forcefulness of her no.

“I’ll just get us a blanket” She suggested, hopefully.

“Nah, don’t bother. We can just cuddle up to keep warm. I’ll never be too old to cuddle with my aunt.” Bill laughed at his own statement.

“OK, that sounds great!” Tracey said as she felt Bill’s hand…sexy black flesh… pull her by the shoulder toward him.

Tracey felt safe having Bill’s arm around her. She also felt like she was under his control, just as she had been with black men years ago… I miss big strong black men… it just felt natural for her. She felt sexy having his fingers underneath her flimsy left shoulder strap…I miss black cock… and she couldn’t get enough of his musky aroma. Bob didn’t smell like this… I need black cock… but real men did. The masculine, overpowering smell belonged with men like Billy…I’m inches from it…

Bill was enjoying being so close to his aunt, but it was causing him troubles. Her soft skin and sweet perfume were causing him to become excited. He knew that the sight of his erection might cause her to lose control, but it could also bring her back to reality and scare her away from her nephew. Billy wanted desperately to fuck his aunt, but he also wanted to avoid an awkward family situation if she turned him down. She would have to make the final move. Bill decided to grab Tracey’s legs and put them on his own. No explanation would be needed, he assumed.

Tracey felt an electric jolt as Bill grabbed her legs and brought them onto his lap. She was surprised, and excited, when he kept his hands on her smooth legs and began rubbing them. What a sweet boy, she thought, to keep his aunt warm… move those hands higher…

Rubbing his aunt’s silky smooth legs was only making Bill more excited. He knew that he couldn’t stop himself though. He needed to talk to distract himself.

“I find the contrast between black and white skin to be irresistible.” Bill brazenly stated, looking at his hand on Tracey’s leg. He casually placed her hand on his chest at the same time.

“ummm…. I definitely know women who agree. So sexy.” Me more than anyone, Tracey thought to herself. He is driving me crazy. She noticed that her right shoulder strap was slipping.

“Oh definitely. I don’t have problems picking up white girls. I only pick up white girls in fact. Not that there is much of a choice around here. Do you agree with them?” He asked as her hand moved down his chest.

“With who?” Tracey struggled to follow the conversation. He is my nephew…he’s sexy as hell…

“The women who find black men sexy.”

“Ahhhh… I used to date black men sometimes.” Tracey was angry with herself for revealing this. Bob didn’t even know. But she did used to date black men… and fuck them… exclusively in fact…with good reason… she saw her hand move onto his abs.

“Really? I’m surprised then. They say that once you go black you don’t go back. In my experience, it’s true. None of the girls I’ve blacktopped have gone back to white men even after I dumped them.” Tracey’s hand was on his lower abdomen.

“… well… sometimes it happens…” Why did it happen to me? I loved being with black men… getting fucked senseless by them…

“Why did you stop seeing black men?” Billy asked as Tracey’s hand wandered below his belly button and her right shoulder strap fell. This was driving him crazy.

“…I fell in love with your uncle.” WHY DID I STOP FUCKING BLACK MEN?! I love my husband…I love black cock… I love my husband…I NEED BLACK COCK… I belong with my husband…I belong with black cock…

“Still though, I can see why black men went crazy for you.” Billy said, and he was honest. His aunt really did have all the right curves, and a beautiful face too. He would love to see those deep blue eyes looking up at him with his black cock between those pink lips. Tracey’s pinkie and ring fingers moved just above his cock. He was having trouble controlling himself as he greedily stroked her leg.

I am meant for black men… and meant for big black cock… No, I am married to Bob. I have to stop this, she thought… I want this so much…

Tracey stood up. It was the most difficult thing she had ever done. She was so close to the black cock she so desired.

“I have to go to sleep!” She said hurriedly. She noticed the look of surprise on her nephew’s face.


“Ok then… I guess I will too” FUCK! Bill was shocked. He was also horny as fuck. He thought he was so close.

Tracey practically ran down the hallway to her bedroom and closed the door.

Bill sat in stunned silence. He thought he was about to fuck Tracey. He was desperate to fuck Tracey. He assured himself that he still could, he just needed to calm down. He waited a few minutes for his wits to return and a final plan to formulate.

Tracey was surprised that she escaped. She had been moments from taking out that massive…glorious… black cock and sucking it dry right there. Wouldn’t that have been a shock for her nephew. And for the rest of the family. No one would ever know what had been so close to happening. Except for her.

Bill knew what he should do. He needed to be patient though. It would be the ultimate test. If it did not work, he knew that he would not get to fuck his aunt. He hoped it would work. He was confident that it would.

Tracey knew that she would not be able to sleep in her current state. She needed sexual release, and badly. She had stopped masturbating when she got married and threw away her sex toys. The almost daily sex with Bob… if it deserved to be called sex… kept her desires at bay, she told herself. She would kill for one now though… I would kill for a black cock… she knew that her fingers would have to do… there is big black cock in the house… Tracey slipped off her sundress and lay back on the bed. She immediately grabbed and pinched one nipple and began furiously fingering her clitoris. Her vagina was throbbing and was soaking wet. She would get this over with and be ready to sleep, she told herself. Her thoughts kept drifting back to Bill. His hard black… so so black… body and massive penis… it was really a cock… No, she told herself. That was her nephew. She had known him almost since he was 10… now I know that he has 10 inches… No. It was wrong. And dirty… so delightfully dirty… She could not allow herself to think of sex with Billy… Billy doesn’t have sex, he fucks… Even though he was the sexiest man she had ever seen… black men know how to fuck… with the biggest cock she could imagine… I bet Billy knows how to use that cock…

Tracey left her nipple and moved her free hand to her vagina. While her right hand worked on her clit, she placed a finger in her opening. It was not enough. She still felt empty… I have been empty for seven years… She decided to go with two fingers. Still not enough… only big black cock can fill me… She was frustrated. She would imagine Billy fucking her just so that she could cum and get to sleep… black men always did know how to make me cum…

Billy stood outside the door. He could hear low moaning and fast breathing. Either his aunt was giving birth, or she was rapidly masturbating. His confidence was boosted, and he knew that the plan would work. He knocked on the door.

Billy was furiously pounding his cock into her while kissing her neck when Tracey heard a knock. God damn it, she thought, as she had been so close to climaxing during her fantasy. She put to her sundress and opened the bedroom door to see her nephew…fuck he looks good… awaiting her.

“Hi Trace, hope you weren’t sleeping.” Billy facetiously stated.

“I just want to ask a favour. I need to get up early to finish the work out in the garage. Can you come and wake me up at 9?

“Sure hunny, no problem.” Tracey was still angry that she had not cum, but happy to see Billy… and his big black cock… again.

“Ok great. I’m a heavy sleeper too, so you might have to shake me or something.” Billy lied. This was perfect, he told himself. He had interrupted her masturbation, hopefully ensuring that she would be incredibly horny.

“I think I can handle that” Tracey was busy staring at his body, and trying to sneak peeks at Billy’s package… I could do more than handle that cock…

“Thanks then. See you in the morning.” Bill bent down for peck that his aunt always used for greetings and goodbyes. Instead of their lips just brushing however, Bill made sure that he kissed Tracey square on the lips for one second. He could have sworn that her lips had tugged on his lower lip as he walked away to the guest room.

Tracey’s whole body felt like it was on fire. That innocent kiss had sent her into a lusty fit. Black lips were so full and luxurious, like they were made just for her. She missed kissing them. She missed being kissed by them. She did not want the kiss to end. Tracey knew that she had lost her ability to cum from masturbation now. She needed to get fucked. Bob could not come home fast enough…he will never be enough…

Bill returned to the guest room and lay in the bed. He took off his constricting shorts and took out his aunt’s still wet thong. He took in her aroma. It was sweet and intoxicating, and made him want to come right there. He would wait though. He put the thong to the side and went to bed. He set the alarm on his phone for 8:30.

Black cocks were pointing at Tracey from every direction. She did not have to look up to see who each belonged to. The saw JaMarcus’ 7 inch monster and took it in her mouth, while her hands grabbed the dicks of Dwayne and LaRon. JaMarcus was as thick as she remembered. Dwayne still had the pinkish head on his 8 inch black cock and LaRon’s 7.5 inch beast was as veiny as ever. Tracey saw LeStephon’s 8.5 inch cock, still slight scars from her teeth on the side, and knew she had to move over to suck it. She went from cock to cock, recognizing the black shaft of each of her former lovers. She was blissfully sucking them each off, but was wishing that one of them would start fucking her back. Then she saw Billy, standing outside of the circle of black men. She repositioned her ass so that Billy could take her from behind while she sucked the black cocks. He never moved though. Instead, all of her black lovers began cumming all over her. Tracey felt great to be covered in black seed again. It reminded her of her college days after every basketball game. She felt empty though, as she still needed Billy’s cock inside her. With black baby batter all over her, even in her hair and running down her naked body to the floor, Tracey woke up. FUCK, she said to herself. It was 8:50.

Bill had been up for 20 minutes. He laid in bed sniffing his aunt’s lust and slowly stroking his cock to its full 10 inches. He knew that he had to be careful, because too much and he would blow. At 8:55 he stopped and threw the thong under the bed. He stretched out on the queen sized bed, threw the blanket to the side and spread his legs. Anyone coming in the door would have a perfect view of his swollen balls and nearly erect 10 inch dick. He closed his eyes and waited.

Tracey slipped on her purple wool nightgown and prepared to wake Billy. She looked at herself in the mirror as she went to the door. She had already finished her makeup, as she did every morning, but something about her nightgown was bothering her. It was floor length, wool and covered up her chest completely. Billy would not like this, she thought to herself. He is the only person who is going to see me, not my grandmother, so I might as well look my best… I want that big black cock to get HARD… Yes, my red nightie is best. She took off the wool nightgown and slipped into her red teddy. Bob loved this outfit, she thought…Billy had better too… she looked in the mirror again. The red teddy clung to her body all over, and barely fit over her shapely ass. She had ample cleavage in this outfit, but made sure to tug it down anyway to make as much as possible. She spun around to look at her ass. It bulged out perfectly, as though gravity had no impact at all. Thank god for this tight material. Her ass was high and round and perfect, she thought to herself… and no black man could possibly resist it… Tracey slipped on her black heels with red bows on the front, right above her red painted toes, and was impressed with herself. It was 9:00, and time to wake Billy.

Tracey’s heart was beating fast as she approached the door. What if he is naked… and I can see that beautiful cock… No, he is probably wearing shorts… it’s a crime to cover up that magnificent cock… no, he will be under the blanket… I can move it to get a look at his cock… No, everything will be completely appropriate, Tracey convinced herself. She knocked on the door.

The knock excited Billy. His cock twitched expectantly with arousal, thinking of what may be about to happen. Billy looked like he was sporting the world’s most impressive morning wood. He had to think unsexy thoughts. This is going to work, he assured himself.

No answer. I will have to go in then to wake him up, Tracey thought. He did say that he is a deep sleeper. Tracey opened the door a crack and peeked in. She could see Billy’s upper body completely uncovered by the blanket… I wonder if his cock is out… His right arm was closer to the door, but was tucked under his pillow. His left arm was stretched out to the side. Tracey decided to lightly whisper his name.

“Billy…” she softly whispered in a tone that only a dog could hear. No response.

Well, Tracey thought, that didn’t do it. I have to go in.

Tracey opened the door and immediately scanned the bed for the object of her desire. It took no time, because Billy’s cock was completely out in the open. It was pointed almost directly at the door, and his powerful legs were spread out very far apart. It was only semi erect, but was laying on his tight abs. It must be 10 inches, she thought excitedly with her mouth agape. That’s bigger than any I’ve ever seen. It was as thick as a soup can she thought and as black as night. Tracey was captivated by both its size and especially the blackness. If Billy was black with a slight bit of brown, his cock was completely black, she thought. She found herself already standing directly next to the bed, and also Billy’s big cock. Tracey wished she could get a better look at the head, which was pointed into his belly button.

“Billy.” Tracey mouthed, although she was not sure that any sounds came out. It was time for him to wake up… please don’t wake up… and get to work… and don’t take that cock away from me…

Bill had heard his aunt walk over, but she didn’t say anything. He wished that something would happen, as the suspense was killing him. Suddenly, he felt Tracey’s fingertips, and her perfectly manicured nails, gently brushing along his chest. This excited Bill as he struggled to keep his eyes closed.

Tracey decided that she needed to touch Billy to wake him. She started by touching his chest, lightly. His wide, muscular chest had driven her crazy all day yesterday… I need to get fucked by a black man… she moved down to his tapered waist and his abs, and she let her finger tips fall into all of the deep ridges they created… I need big black cock so badly… she moved down further as Bill’s cock twitched to the left. He’s getting excited, she thought to herself… I need Billy’s cock in my pussy… She moved down to the base of his pubic region, where she had put her hand during the movie… this big black cock is meant to be touched… she gently placed her fingertips on the base of his cock. It jerked slightly and Tracey was electrified. It was warm and stiff, and the contrast between her white skin and the completely black cock in front of her really was irresistible, she admitted. She moved her fingers down to his testicles, which were drooping down and looked like they had large plums inside… I need to drain every bit of seed out of them…

It took every ounce of strength Bill had to keep from jerking his own dick. The gentle caress of his aunt’s touch on his cock made him crazy with lust. He knew he had her now, but he wanted to know how deeply.

Tracey moved her hand up Billy’s cock. She wrapped her fingers around it near the middle, and noted that she could not get all the way around it… big black cock is so thick and luxurious… she moved her hand up further and looked under the head at the sensitive fold of pitch black flesh that provided so much pleasure…big black cock is meant to go in my pussy… she gently stroked it with her index finger, and was delighted to see it jerk in response…I should always please big black cocks… Tracey lifted up the cock, firmly in her soft white hand, and looked at the head…nothing in the world matches black cock… it was pitch black and completely smooth, like a powerful helmet that she knew would bring so much pleasure… nothing is as powerful as black cock… She looked at the large space between Billy’s legs. She could fit… I belong with black cock… No, I can’t do this, she said as she moved over, all while holding the cock, and knelt on the bed in the available space…I need to fuck Billy’s cock… I love my husband and would never cheat on him she said as she got comfortable between his legs…I love big black cock and would do anything for it… Billy is my nephew; my husband’s nephew. She laid down in the space and kicked her feet up behind her…nothing is worth giving up black cock… she started stroking the cock with her two fists. I can’t do this… I need big black cock to be complete… She smelled a large whiff of Billy’s manhood. His cock and balls combined to make the most masculine smell Tracey had ever encountered. It felt like she was being enveloped in pure testosterone and sex. She was breaking. I can’t fuck my nephew…BIG BLACK COCK… I can’t cheat on my husband…BIG BLACK COCK… I can’t I love my hus…BIG BLACK COCK… I can’t…BIG BLACK COCK… I…BIG BLACK COCK… I need big black cock. I need it more than anything in the world. Nothing else matters to me. I am going to fuck Billy’s big black cock. I need to. Tracey pointed the black cockhead head toward her face and gave in.

Tracey took Bill’s massive black cock into her mouth. She instantly felt an erotic sensation throughout her body that she had not felt in years. She had not sucked big black cock in seven years. I’ve wasted seven years, she told herself. Having Billy’s cock, the biggest and blackest she had ever seen, in her mouth made her feel complete again. Black cocks were made for her mouth. Tracey quickly devoured seven inches of black steel while she jerked the rest of Billy’s cock with her right hand and rubbed the inside of his thigh with her left. I need to make this beautiful cock cum, she thought to herself. I need to drink his black seed. I need every last drop. Desperately.

Bill was in ecstasy. After all the buildup of the previous 24 hours his gorgeous aunt was finally sucking his dick. She’s doing a hell of a job too, he thought to himself. She was really craving black cock. Tracey was vigorously bobbing her head on his cock, and Bill was impressed that she could take so much. She’s not new to this, he though amusedly. The sight of his dick passing in and out of his aunt’s pink lips, along with the feeling of her warm tongue running all along his shaft, was almost too much for Bill. He wanted to prolong this, the best head he had ever received, so he looked elsewhere. Past the bobbing blonde head he could see his aunt’s impressive ass mounds straining the red fabric of her lingerie. Behind that her sexy little feet in the black heels bobbed carelessly above. I need more than just a blowjob that’s for sure, Billy stated to himself. A massive wave of pleasure struck Bill, causing all conscious thought to cease.

I need everything that’s in these balls, Tracey knew without even thinking it. She sucked on Billy’s balls one at a time, while stroking his cock with one hand and massaging underneath. Bob had decent testicles, but nothing compares to Billy’s balls. Tracey could only handle one at a time. While she was not happy about this, it did ensure that each would get the tender attention she knew they deserved. He isn’t reacting, Tracey said to herself with more than a hint of sadness. Billy had twitched and jerked, but he hadn’t yet made a noise or moved his upper body. I need to please this black cock. I need to please Billy. I know how to please big black cock, Tracey assured herself. Tracey lifted the big black cock and started gently stroking the underside of the head with her free thumb. She angled her head to the side and dove in, licking and sucking the underside of Billy’s achingly full balls. The moan that he instantly let out caused her pussy to spasm.

Bill could not stop moaning. No one had ever done this to him before, as his whole body trembled with pleasure. His aunt continued hungrily lapping the underside of his testicles. For the first time he was not in complete control of a sexual encounter. Tracey was driving him crazy, from his cock to his balls to the tips of his toes. He needed to come. Bill grabbed a handful of his aunt’s perfectly done hair and moved her mouth back to his cock.

YES! Soon I will get to taste that sweet black nectar Tracey thought as Billy grabbed her hair. She placed both hands on Billy’s spread thighs and began sucking his dick again, this time even more rapidly than before. She worked her tongue along ever inch of the cock she could reach as she awaited her prize. She found that she could now take in basically ever inch of his cock, as her limitations were overcome with desire. She looked up and saw her nephew looking straight into her eyes. So dark and powerful, she knew she needed to please him in every way. At that moment, the first spurt of her sweet reward struck the back of Tracey’s throat as her throbbing pussy finally exploded with climax.

Watching his aunt eagerly sucking his black cock, its contrast against her white skin, her pink lips massaging it, and his black hands grabbing her blonde hair as she pleasured him was just about too much for Bill. When she finally looked up at him, their eyes locked for a moment. The deep blue eyes of his aunt Tracey were filled with extreme desire, happiness and hopefulness. She desired his cock. She was happy to be pleasing his cock. She was hopeful that she would continue to please him. This look put Bill over the top, as he began a cumming in his aunt’s mouth.

The orgasm was bigger than any Tracey had ever had. Far bigger than any from the last seven years, and even much bigger than the ones she had enjoyed with other black men. Feeling his hot, hard, huge black cock in her mouth made Tracey realize her place. It was only natural for her to please black men, and of course their big black cocks specifically. Sucking Billy was providing her more pleasure than any other man had given. It was not just that he was black, or sexier than the other black men she had fucked. She was enjoying the forbidden fruit that was her own nephew’s cock. And his semen. It came out in thick, ropey strands that each provided her orgasm with further fuel. Tracey made sure that some landed on her tongue that that she could get a taste. She missed the taste of black semen more than anything. Billy’s seed tasted both sweet and robust. It was even better than Tracey had remembered, and she loved it. After seemingly forever the stream stopped. It had not been long enough for Tracey.

Bill figured that he must have had 20 spurts. His aunt really knew how to suck dick. He watched her face as his dick slightly softened and knew that she was in bliss. Her face was still scrunched up and she had tears in her beautiful blue eyes. She was semi-consciously circling his cockhead with her tongue. Bill wanted more.

Even though her sweet reward had stopped, Tracey’s mind numbing orgasm continued. I should have that to drink every day, she thought. No, every hour. Billy suddenly lifted her head by the hair and removed his cock from her mouth. Tracey squeezed her lips tightly but the cock still fell out. She felt sad and angry as the black cock she needed so desperately was removed. She was still so caught up in the orgasmic waves still striking her pussy that she barely noticed Billy’s powerful hands flip her over.

Bill knew that he needed pussy. He looked down at his aunt’s wet, pink jewel after he flipped her over. She had shaved it recently. Bill put his hands under her knees and moved them each diagonally from her pussy. He would need room. Once he had that room, he went to work. Her pussy was as smooth as silk and the aroma was even sweeter and move powerful than it had been on the thong. Upon his first lick of the outer lips, his aunt twitched. He licked again and a more violent twitch occurred. Bill moved on to the clit and started gently massaging it with his tongue. This was met with loud praise.

“OH GOD YES!!” Tracey screamed. A new orgasm had begun the moment Billy started licking her pussy. Each new lick caused a wave of pleasure to spread throughout her body. Billy obviously loved eating pussy. “OH FUCK OH FUCK!!!” she screamed as Billy put her clit between his lips and applied just the right amount of pressure. She grabbed his head with both hands and started bucking wildly. “OH GOD FUCK I NEED IT!!!”

Bill had never experienced a reaction like this. Tracey’s pussy was gushing sweet juices, and her screams had a primal intensity. The bucking made his job more difficult, but Bill enjoyed the challenge immensely. He decided to push his tongue deeply into his aunt’s pussy, as far as it would go. He needed to prepare it. This thing is already more than prepared, he corrected himself.

“I NEED BLACK COCK! I LOVE IT!!” Tracey screamed as her nephew plunged his tongue deep into her pussy, which greedily pulled it in. It already felt better than anything she had enjoyed in the last seven years, Tracey thought between orgasmic waves. The sight and feeling of Billy powerfully pinning her knees down, along with the sight of a powerful black head between her legs, was almost too much. The feeling of her nephew’s tongue inside her pussy pushed her over the edge. A massive orgasm struck Tracey, causing her to lose all control. “FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG BLACK COCK!!!”

Bill did not have to be told twice. His cock was already rock hard again, and hearing his aunt scream desperately for his big black cock was incredibly exciting. He pulled his tongue out of his aunt’s pussy, despite desperate clinging from her pink treasure. He brought himself back onto the bed and hooked his aunt’s knees with the insides of his elbows. He lined up his dick with his aunt’s pussy and marveled at how well this had gone. He had wanted to fuck his aunt for years, but never imagined that it would actually happen. No woman yet had resisted his black cock. Bill looked at his aunt. She had wrapped both arms around his head and looked at him with the most desperate look he had ever seen. Bill plunged his cock into Tracey’s beautiful pussy.

Tracey had another big orgasm right away. Having black cock in her pussy again was the best feeling she had ever enjoyed. There was some resistance to Bill’s cock, mainly because Tracey had never fucked someone so large. The wetness, and the hunger with which her pussy devoured the cock, quickly took care of that. Tracey had forgotten what it felt like to be filled with cock. Bob had not been able to match the size of many of her black lovers that came before him. Tracey had almost forgotten the intense pleasure that a big black cock really brought her. Every nerve ending in her vagina was working overtime sending pleasure waves throughout her body. Even her clit was enjoying the friction with Billy’s crotch. Billy’s rapid thrusts, probably near three per second, were quickly overcoming her again. As her next massive orgasm struck, Tracey pulled Billy’s face down to her for a kiss. She now understood. Even though she derived so much pleasure from big black cock, the massive size, warmth, luxurious skin, everything really, it was not meant to please her. Tracey was meant to please big black cock. She finally knew it as her lips smashed into Billy’s and she was rocked with the biggest orgasm yet.

Bill was loving fucking his aunt’s pussy. It was not as tight as any of the girls he had broken in himself, obviously, but he was clearly reaching new territory inside her. What Tracey lacked in tightness she made up for with heat and vigor. Her hot pussy was vigorously fucking him back and he knew that while he was enjoying this, he wanted something different. Just as he thought this, he was pulled into his aunt’s lips. They were so smooth and the kiss was once again electric. Before long their tongues were dueling in between their enclosed lips.

Even his saliva tastes amazing, Tracey thought as she sucked his tongue into her mouth. She really loved kissing large black lips, and she thought Billy’s were like sexy black velvet pillows. She began sucking Billy’s tongue while keeping her lips pressed into his. She made a low moaning sound. Although it came from her own pleasure, she hoped he enjoyed the vibration sensation on his tongue. Judging from the increased speed of his thrusts, he did. After a few minutes of this Billy pulled away, which angered Tracey. He then put his mouth next to her ear.

“I’m going to fuck you in your own bed.” Bill informed his aunt.

Tracey shivered with excitement at Billy’s statement.

“Fuck me with that big black cock in my marriage bed.” She breathily