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This was not how Bill had envisioned his weekend. As
he approached the house, he thought of how he had just
recently blacked out Ashley and had been looking
forward to a weekend full of fucking her in his
currently empty house. Ashley has developed the
biggest tits in school over the last few months, and
it has taken Bill just an afternoon to seduce her once
he set his mind on it.

Bill had to stop thinking of the titty fucking he had
enjoyed that afternoon so that he did not have a hard
on when he knocked on his aunt’s door. Instead, he
started to think of how he could enjoy the weekend.
The work probably would not be too strenuous, and it
was possible he could finish it in one day. Of course,
he could always enjoy the company of his aunt Tracey
as well. This thought caused his dick to stiffen
again, so he tucked it in his elastic as he knocked on
the door.

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 cooped 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 time’s 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 fianc�e 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 every 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 abou