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reality is reality, please know the difference.  In no way is this story
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   STRANDED By Blade (C) December, 2016

   "Shit!  My steering is gone!" With that remark, he slid the car to the
right side of the road, and a desolate and dirt road it was.

   "What do you mean the steering is gone?" retorted his wife, who had idly
been doing a Sudoku puzzle.

   Attempting to steer the car up the dirt embankment, he pressed the
brakes, put the car in park, and slammed both palms against the steering
wheel.  Before he could reply, he looked forward, where he could see steam
escaping all around the hood.  He felt that this driver was now doomed.

   She looked at him a bit exasperated.  Having lived with him for so many
years, it was now second nature in reading his moods.

   "Do you want me to call AAA?"

   He still was not willing to accept the circumstances.  Without taking
his eyes off the road ahead, he told his wife, "Yeah why not?  Is that not
what we pay them for every month?"

   She pulled her cell phone out of her purse and turned it on.  Staring
into the cell phone, as most do anymore, she turned it on, yet it was not
on.  Looking down, she did not see any of those magical lights that told
her she was connected.  She went ahead and tried to search for the
"important" numbers that she always had posted.  AAA came up and she dialed
them.  Looking outside, she tried to find a mile marker.  Dusk was quickly
approaching and she could not make one out.  Then it did not matter as not
even a simple beep was coming from her phone.

   "Did you call or not!" her now impatient husband barked at her.

   "Yes but nothing is going on.  Let me try it one more time." And try she
did, with the same results .....  or was it lack of results?

   "I'm not getting anything, not even a dial tone.  It seems like we are
all out of range of anything here."

   He was still staring out in front of him, frustrated plus.  Why had he
opted to take this out of the way road trek in attending the seminar
tomorrow?

   Up ahead and slightly higher he could barely make out what would have
been a bridge or a crossing of sorts.  "Hey there is a bridge or something
not too far ahead.  Why don't you take your phone and see if we have any
service out there?"

   She looked ahead and things were blurry at best.  Shaking her head she
replied, "I ain't going out there in the dark.  There might be something I
don't want to see out there!"

   Even more flustered, he turned and reached behind the seat to retrieve
his light poppy jacket, which would not prove to be a good one against the
cold outside.  Then he had not planned on being stranded Gawd knows where
on the side of the road this evening.

   "Give me the phone, I will do it myself!" he demanded.  Without
hesitation she handed the phone to him, and watched as the light went on in
the cab of the car as he exited.  She was only able to watch him as he
marched towards the bridge, or whatever it was, as it was getting dark very
quickly.  The cold was creeping in and she glanced at the steering wheel.
The keys were still there, so maybe she could start the car and warm up? 
Then her light bulb went on ..........  Hello the engine just overheated.
So she locked the doors and sat back and closed her eyes.

   He was trudging up the slight hill.  The cold was not helping.  He kept
in good shape, even at his age.  Then the altitude and more was making it a
not so nice climb.  Finally reaching the place, he could indeed see that it
was an actual bridge.  He turned his wife's cell phone on and quickly found
the number to AAA.  He quick dialed, and it nothing happened.  He,
believing himself smarter, dialed it "manually".  Still nothing, not even a
dial tone.  Growing ever the more flustered, he was tempted to throw the
POS cell phone far away but opted not to.  He looked ahead and yes it was
much higher in that direction, but he figured it was a good four or five
miles away.  Then would that guarantee him a signal?  He turned around and
went hiking back to his car and his wife.

   Being almost out of breath he arrived, he went to open the door; it was
locked.  He jerked and pulled on the handle.  His wife had been asleep but
was quickly awoken.  She reached over and undid the lock.  Puffing and now
irate he entered the car and sat.  "Well you could have at least turned the
car on and warmed it up a bit for me." he griped.

   The door was already shut and she could barely make her husband out, as
he was but a silhouette of sorts.  She did not respond and his light bulb
told him, `You cannot turn the engine on'.  Again, nothing was said, and
she was quite sure that there was no phone reception up ahead either.  She
closed her eyes again and tried to go back to sleep and rest and hope that
this was not happening.  He found the tilt back on the seat and tried to do
the same.  Having closed his eyes, he was quickly relaxing and asleep.

   The bright glare of light on the driver's side mirror awoke him and he
stared out into total darkness, the ugly brilliance almost blinding him. 
The light also woke his wife up.  He could see someone exiting a vehicle.
As the person approached he began to make the figure out.  He could see
that it was a man.  Well nothing surprising there.  Then he saw that he was
a Mexican.  He, being black all his life, he was not prejudiced, or he did
not think, too prejudiced?  Then the long droopy mustache, the way the man
was dressed, and the way he walked was a dead giveaway.  He glanced towards
his wife who was now awake.  Then looking back into the mirror before he
could focus, there was a rap on the window.  Not wanting to turn the key on
he opened his door a bit.

   "Hey Senor, you having problems?" Now there was no doubt he was a
Mexican, as no one could fake that accent.

   "Yea, my car's power steering went out, and then it seemed to overheat,
and there's no phone reception here in the boonies.  So yea my wife and I
are having problems."

   The Mexican bent a bit to look across the seat of the car, and nodding
his head, acknowledged the wife.  She had no clue as to what to do and sat
there basically frozen.

   "Well it is going to freeze tonight, and your car, it no run, so maybe
you need to do something different?"

   `Really rocket science at its best!' the black man thought.  Then he
softly spoke.  "It's not like we have many options, do you have any
suggestions?"

   "Not sure as to suggestions, just more like facts, like they say.  You
can stay in the car with your pretty wife, or the two of you can go with
me, and enjoy a nice and warm, comfortable night at my house with my wife
and family."

   The cold chill was quickly creeping through the barely open door.  He
knew that quickly it would be below sub freezing weather, and they had no
blankets, or a real way to staying warm.

   "Where do you live?"

   "Not far really, maybe four or five miles.  My truck, it is old but the
heater works.  You can come with me, and my wife will fix you a warm meal,
and of course give you both a warm place to sleep.  Manana is another day."
He turned to look at his wife who still was a bit startled.  He looked
ahead, and saw the other prospects, which were basically nil.

   "Okay we will accept your hospitality.  Then will my car be safe?" The
Mexican only nodded yes and stepped back.  The black man opened the door
all the way and got out, and his six foot five inch frame stretched a bit
in the cold weather.  He heard the other door slam as his wife exited her
side.

   "Do you have a suitcase or something you want to take with you?"

   "Yes, let me get it out of the trunk." He walked to the back of the car,
and his wife did the same from the other side.  Still leery, the black man
did not take his eyes off the Mexican.  He saw the Mexican take a card, or
something, out of his wallet, and put it between the window and the rubber
securely in place.

   "I put this here and no one will mess with your car, trust me on that
amigo." The black man was still not all that comfortable, but the cold
chill settling in was even more uncomfortable.  He opened the trunk and
pulled out the one suitcase.  The Mexican was walking towards the old
truck, and the black man and his wife followed, although not to closely.

   "Put your suitcase in the back and get in.  I am getting cold and I do
not like that." The black man could see some trash and such in the bed, but
it was basically clean for the most part.  He laid the suitcase in the
front corner.  Softly, he squeezed his wife tight and opened the passenger
door.  Yes, it was nice and warm and almost cozy inside.  They both got in
and he softly closed the door.

   "Yes, this is an old truck.  Actually it was my Father's, and I got it
after he died.  Then it still runs and it is now keeping us warm.  That is
how it is in my part of the world.  My family shares in everything."

   The black man and his wife were snuggled together, and paid little mind
to what the Mexican had just said.

   Turning off the highway and onto the dirt road, the Mexican chuckled and
then shared.  "You know, this old truck used to belong to my Father.  He
bought it new in `53.  Then after he died I got it.  Yes, sometimes I need
to clean the spark plugs, or adjust the points, but it never has left me
stranded.  Now we have all these gringos and their fancy cars and stuff, so
much electronics you can't see the engine and always breaking down.  Then
who is going to fix it and wow just how much is it going to cost?  Sorry
but I will keep this old clunker and spend the occasional 15-20 dollars
when it is not feeling good."

   They both heard the Mexican but neither was paying a lot of attention.
They were blindly staring off into the dark.  A bit away they could see a
couple of lights of what must have been a house.  The wife pulled herself
closer to her husband.  He obliged and pulled her tighter.  As they slowly
went down the dirt road the lights came closer and the outline of an old
house was forming.

   "Yes, my wife, she be here and fixing supper.  Nothing fancy really but
far better then what everyone wants from town, a simple meal but one that
will fill you up.  I have two Daughters too.  Maybe you might like them
also?  Well we will see." The Mexican pulled into the front yard and turned
his pickup off.  "Okay you go in, you get warm and my wife, she fix you a
good supper.  Hope you people like homemade tortillas?"

   The Mexican opened the door and got out.  The black man pushed against
his wife a bit, searched for the door handle and opened the door.  No fancy
interior light here, just the moon to guide you, and there was no moon or
stars out tonight.  They both got out and the black man reached into the
bed of the old truck and gathered up the one suitcase.  The Mexican was
getting ready to open the front door as the two rushed to catch up with
him. The chill of the night was now turning into a solid cold that would be
followed by ice.  As the Mexican opened the door he waved the black man and
his wife inside.  Immediately upon entering one could smell the wood
burning stove and feel the radiant heat that it was putting off.

   "Mujer, we have company tonight, prepare two extra plates, por favor!"

   The slightly thick yet beautiful Lady with waist length black hair
tightly braided turned and told them.  "Entre mi casa, es su casa."
Realizing that neither spoke nor understood Spanish she translated, "Come
in our house, is your house, sit and get comfortable or better yet warm up
against the stove."

   The black man was unsure as what to do with his suitcase.  About that
time the Mexican said, "Here, give me that, I will put it in the bedroom
for you." Then a bit of giggling was heard in the hallway and two young and
beautiful Ladies appeared.

   "Vamos mija!  Take this to the bedroom so that our guests can now warm
up and relax a bit."

   The wife was rolling a tortilla and addressed her husband.  "Will they
be spending the night?"

   "Yes, vieja, their new car, it no go no more.  They will spend the
night"." "Good, I had best make some tea for them to enjoy."

   Still giggling the two Daughters returned to the kitchen.  "Mijas, this
couple will be eating supper and spending the night here.  Be Ladies like
you are and make yourself more presentable."

   "Si papa," they both replied in unison and giggled some more and scooted
back down the hallway.  Almost on cue the wife turned back and nodded to
her husband; the husband nodded back and the Lady took down the special tea
mixture that was only for special guests.

   Neither the black man nor his wife had spoken a word.  Then they were
both enjoying the warmth of the wood stove.  Looking around they both
realized that this was a very old house.  It seemed to be made of adobe
with some very thick walls.  Then off in the kitchen they both could smell
the undeniable aroma of fresh tortillas.  The wife put her arm around her
black husband's waist and pulled herself closer.  They both looked at each
other and smiled.  About that time the kettle started to whistle and the
wife left off rolling her tortillas, and gathered two cups and began to
prepare their tea.  Once the tea was "properly" prepared the Lady called,
"Vengan, sit and relax, your tea is seeping and will be ready in a minute."

   Not sure what to do but not wishing to be rude, they broke their embrace
and walked to the table and sat where the Lady had pointed out.  She
returned to the counter near the stove and stirred both of their cups of
tea again and took in its odor.  She smiled to herself as she was quite
sure that the mixture would be what everyone would be wanting.  You see
this tea had a special mixture that had been used and passed down
throughout the ages.  Yes it was all natural and non narcotic but it did
have a special type of bite.  Overall, to the untrained nose, it smelled
only of chamomile.  Of course the chamomile had a soothing and pleasant
taste and smell.  It was basically a natural relaxant and allowed one to
just relax as it was basically intended.  Then this tea also contained Raiz
Macho and Damiana, two natural sexual stimulants.  Then through the ages
and much experimentation the people in this area had boiled these plants
and boiled them again and again, making them quite potent as they were now
powerful extracts.  Some said when two cups of this tea was drank, it was
more powerful than two Viagras.  Then the extra bonus is that it was
equally effective with the Ladies as well.

   Placing the two cups in front of them the Mexican Lady said, "Here drink
up and enjoy.  This is a very relaxing and stimulating tea.  This recipe
has been passed down for generations.  Then should you wish here is some
honey from my cousin's bee hives down by the river.  People say that my
cousin's bees make the best honey".  Then she did forget to add that the
honey was also loaded with Raiz Macho and Damiana.  So if one didn't get
you then the other would.

   They both slowly sipped from their cups of tea and enjoyed the soothing
flavor as it went down.  The one wife opened the jar of honey and smelled
it.  She picked it up and looked through the jar and examined its clarity.
She looked at the Lady and asked, "Mind if I taste it?"

   "Of course, it's like I told you both, this house is now your house.  Do
as you wish and you will also find the honey has a special sweetness all
its own." The Lady took her spoon and filled it with the honey from the
jar. Tasting it she closed her eyes and slowly savored its exceptional
sweetness.  "Oh my Gawd, honey you have to try this honey!"

   With that they both laughed and she gave her black husband a full spoon
full of the cousin's honey.  He was equally pleased.  The Mexican looked at
his wife and they smiled at one another.  The Lady got up and went to stir
the potatoes and check out the rest of the basic meal.  Chattering came
down the hall and you could hear the two sisters again.

   Almost immediately it was obvious that the two sisters had changed. 
They both now had on long loose skirts like one would wear at a fiesta. 
Then that was not the most notable part.  Yes their long black braids were
pulled tight and some mascara and lipstick was evident.  Then they both had
on what one would call thin peasant tops that were basically transparent.
Neither sister was wearing a bra and their deep brown and wide aereolas
were prominent as well as their extended nipples.  The wife and her black
husband glanced at each other, not sure as what to say.  Then they were
basically guests and the two were also at a loss as they were now basically
stranded with this family.  The younger sister sat next to the black man
and smiled and rubbed his right leg.  The older sister sat on the opposite
side of the gringa wife and did the same.  It kind of sent shivers up the
gringa's spine but it was pleasant as well.

   Before anything could be said the one Lady was refilling their cups. 
Again her eyes met her husband's gaze and they smiled.  "Drink this one cup
and your supper will be ready," the one Lady said.  The slow effect of the
tea was now being felt by the black man and his wife but it was a good
effect also.  The older sister was always fonder of Ladies then men,
although she was never known to fight off either sex.  While the younger
sister had only recently reached the age of "approval", eighteen, she was
more interested in men and what they could give her.  The black man was a
big man, a good six foot and more and weighing in at a trim 270.  He once
aspired to play pro football, but a college knee injury sent that dream out
the window.  Then he still did pride himself in his appearance and worked
out regularly.  The wife was a one time member of the rally pep club in
college where she met her now husband.  She was a rather petite Lady, and
pert and slim at five foot two and weighing about one oh five when they
first hooked up in college.  Now close to twenty years later she was at one
fifteen even after two children.  She now ran an aerobics studio near her
home.

   The couple was about half way through their second cup of tea when the
one Lady put a mound of hot fresh tortillas in front of them.  Almost on
cue the two sisters got up and began setting the table with plates and
utensils and food.  In no time the table was set and everyone sat down. 
This time the younger sister reached a bit higher and softly squeezed the
crotch of the black man.  While the older sister reached up and rubbed a
bit between his wife's legs.  Neither reacted and neither resisted.  Yes,
that was such a great tea that had been passed down through the
generations.

   "Comen, comen!  eat!  Eat!  Yes you are our guests but this is no
restaurant, serve yourselves and do not be shy!" the one Lady exclaimed.

   The two sisters looked at each other and managed to repress their
giggles.  Then all eyes were on the black man.  Suddenly nervous as to
being aware of being the center of attention, he grabbed two hot tortillas,
giving one to his wife and setting the other in front of his plate. 
Looking around he had no clue as where to begin.  Well first some fried
potatoes, then some beans, and now some carnitas.  Hesitating he looked at
the bowl of red chile.  Still looking at the bowl he asked no one, "Is it
hot?"

   The Mexican laughed.  "Well it depends on your definition of hot.  To me
no chile is too hot.  Then my Daughters do not always agree with me.  Then
do it simple.  Put a bit on your plate, if it is too hot no need to eat it.
Then if it is not hot enough kindly serve yourself some more.  It is kind
of simple math in my opinion."

   The black man served himself some red chile and then a bit more. 
Putting his plate down now his wife went through the same basic routine
only with smaller portions.  As that was done the rest ate as the food soon
disappeared from the bowls to the plates.

   "Hey gringo," the Mexican said to the black man.  "Pay attention and I
teach you something!" The black man put his fork down and looked at the
Mexican.  "Like I tell you earlier we are not rich, yet we are not poor."
The sisters and the wife looked at each other.  The Mexican had told this
story numerous times yet it never got old to him.  "You see", the Mexican
continued, "We are not rich yet look as to how I eat."

   The Mexican tore a piece of tortilla off and then a smaller one.  Making
two scoops one large and one smaller, he soon had the larger one filled it
with potatoes and beans and carnitas and chile and then he ate it.  With a
sincere gaze he looked back at the black man.  "In all your life and all of
the royalty of the world, have you ever heard of anyone that uses a new
utensil with every bite?" The Mexican grinned and picked his tortilla up
again.

   The black man and his wife were not sure what to say but laughed as the
black man said, "Well not really but that is a great way to look at things
as well as life."

   They continued eating in silence till almost everything on the table had
been consumed.  The wife had begun gathering up all the dirty dishes.  "Now
before we all go to bed one last glass of wine and a toast to our new
friends."

   "I don't know where I would put it." the black man's wife said.

   The older sister softly squeezed her inner thigh.  "Nonsense my papa
makes the best wine in the whole valley, you will not insult us, you will
at least taste it."

   You could hear the clatter in the cupboard as the Mexican got up.  The
wife was pulling down six small glasses in order for all to share an after
dinner toast.  The Mexican went to another room and returned with a jug. 
"This particular wine has no name.  You see when I made it last year I just
picked what berries were available, added some of my grapes, and if I must
say so myself, it is pretty delicious." The glasses were out and the
Mexican began filling each one half way.  The Mexican picked up his glass
in a manner of salute.  The others followed him and he began.

   "It was a stroke of luck and a pleasure having the two of you to share a
humble supper with my family.  We feel privileged that you opted to share
our meal with us.  Now as we all retire to bed, I ask that the two of you
find my Daughters also pleasing and dutiful throughout the night.  My
Daughters were raised properly so please feel free to enjoy them." With
that he slammed his drink back.  The rest slowly sipped from their glasses.
The black man and his wife had failed to make eye contact.  Then by now the
younger sister's hand had found its way and was rubbing the black man's now
semi erect cock.  The older sister had the gringa's hand rubbing against
her cunt.

   Without warning the one wife spoke, "Okay mijas, you may go to bed early
and I will do the kitchen, but don't think I will always spoil you like
that!"

   The younger sister took the black man's hand and led him down the hall
and into the first door on the left.  The black man's wife not knowing what
to do tried to look around.  The Mexican had gone outside, his wife was
running water and putting the pots and pans and dishes to soak.  The older
sister stood up and led the gringa to the second door on the left and
inside.  Closing the door, she took the gringa to the bed and turned and
fumbling found the matches.  She struck one and lit the candle.  In the
other room her younger sister had already lit the candle in her room.  She
was now on her knees and unbuckling the black man's pants.

   The younger sister found herself trying to catch her breath.  There was
no lack of oxygen.  Then her fingers shook as she tried to undo the black
man's pants, but she also found herself rubbing and seeking out his big
black cock.  Her eighteenth birthday party was still fresh in her mind. 
How many years had she waited until that evening of being deflowered?  Then
it was not a big and extravagant party.  It was a nice fun filled house of
family and friends.  As it should have been, her Father was her first. 
Then his brother took his place, and for the next three hours hardly a
minute went by and she was not receiving a cock in her ass or mouth.  Yes,
her Father was her first, and for now he would be the only one to unload
his seed in his Daughter's cunt.  Growing up and sitting beside the kitchen
table, she could recall the Aunts and other close friends describing the
prowess and large cocks and what great lovers these black men could be. 
Her fingers were shaking as she finally undid the black man's pants and
allowed them to drop to his knees.  She was amazed at the size of his cock.
It was a bigger and larger one then the dog that one of her cousins owned.
She pulled his boxers down and it practically slapped her in the face. 
Then she liked it a bit rough so it was most welcome.

   "I don't know...  this all feels so good but I am not really so sure
about it either." The gringa put a bit of pressure on the older Daughter's
head as she attempted to pull away.  Actually it was not much of an attempt
but in her mind she had "tried".

   "Relax and do enjoy yourself like the Queen that you are.  I wish to be
your mere serf or maiden or whatever the hell you might wish to call me. 
It is a major fantasy of mine to being of use and hopefully abused by an
older Lady.  My dream in life is to find a Mistress that will own me and
use me as she pleases.  Then perhaps even better should she have a husband
and I may be a slave to them both."

   "Stop that nonsense, I don't even know you and even if I did I could
never do anything like that.  Wow my head is floating and I am in kind of a
dream stage."

   The older Daughter was glad to hear that, then she added, "Relax and
allow yourself to be at ease.  I will be your puta ..............  your
whore for the evening.  The night is young we must enjoy ourselves to the
fullest."

   "Oh my Gawd this is so insane, what are we talking about?"

   "Sheesh lay back and allow me to undress you and give you some ultimate
pleasure!" With that the older Daughter pushed her back a bit and quickly
the gringa was laying down and relaxing as her pants were undone and now
slipped off along with her thong panties.

   The younger Daughter had gently grasped the massive black cock and using
her hand with her thumb at the base of the black man's cock she milked it a
bit.  Using her tongue she flickered it out and enjoyed the pre cum that
the black man was eagerly sharing.  Then the Daughter thought as to how
true the old adage was, "A hard cock has no conscious."

   Allowing the first couple of inches of a very think cock into her mouth,
the younger Daughter licked and sucked away.  She could feel the damp spot
between her legs.  Then now it was more like a stream of her hot juices
running down her legs.  With a soft yet succulent motion, the younger
Daughter allowed the black man's erect cock to escape the tightness of her
mouth with a nice soft pop which even further turned her on.

   "Come sit here at the edge of the bed and allow me to finish undressing
you.  I so wish to be a pleasant as well as dutiful host for you.  Please
do use me as you wish.  It is my desire that you make the most of our time
together."

   Without a question he sat and began unbuttoning his shirt as the younger
Daughter removed his shoes.

   "Where did you get that tongue from?" the gringa asked.

   "I was born with it but practice along with desire has made it the
serpent's evil way of communicating." The older Daughter looked up between
the gringa's legs and smiled as the flickering candle showed the ecstasy
that the gringa was enjoying.

   "Well serpent or no serpent keep on doing what you are doing, I can feel
my legs starting to shiver and I know that a climax is close by."

   This was all the encouragement that the older Daughter needed as her
tongue now went into ovedrive.

   By now the younger Daughter had over half of the black man's cock down
her throat, and was making more progress with each deep bob of her head as
her tonsils were being tickled.

   "Oh my Lord where did you learn to suck a cock like that and still so
young?" the black man gasped.

   Releasing the hard cock that had been between her jaws the younger
Daughter looked up to the black man and smiled and then confessed.  "Yes, I
may be younger and yes so much more that I need to learn in totally
satisfying a man.  Then I was blessed from a young age that my cousins and
uncles always had fresh meat for me to practice on." She laughed and
pinched his cock then went back to doing what she did best, satisfying her
partner no matter what color he was.

   "Oh Gawd!  Oh Gawd!  Oh Gawd!" Suddenly the gringa had become a bit
religious.  She reached down and grabbed her cunt lapper by the hair and
pulled her in close as she could to her now sopping cunt.  "That's it you
dirty little whore or puta or whatever you want to call yourself, lick my
dirty pussy and make me scream and cum like a bangi in heat!" This was only
music to the older Daughter so again she doubled down and ate away.  The
gringa had locked her legs against her licker's ears and only muffled
sounds were heard, but the older Daughter knew that they were sounds of joy
and elation.  The gringa started to buck her hips and was attempting the
throw her cunt lapper off.  The older Daughter was determined to complete
this ride and never allowed herself to being bucked off.  After about a
minute of this joy ride the gringa laid flat and tried to gather her breath
as she released the lock hold on her cunt lapper's head.

   The younger sister could feel that the black man was nearing his cum. 
That pleased her deeply.  Then all of a sudden the cock was pulled from her
mouth and the black man barked out an order.  "Quit!  Quit!  No need to
rush this, we have all night.  Geesh Lord you were about to take my load
down your throat!"

   "Yes Sir I was and with pleasure may I add."

   "Come up here I want to suck on your big titties for a bit."

   The younger sister giggled and slid her way up.  "Well here you have it,
two big tatas for one horny black man.  You want one at a time or do you
want them both now?"

   "Lie on your back and let me decide." Being obedient as she had been
raised, she did as told and watched as the black man greedily suckled on
her ample breasts.

   "You like?" Smothered in her tits, or tatas as she called them, he
picked up his head.  "Me no like...  me love!" he responded before going
back to business.

   Although every bone in her body was submissive, the younger Daughter was
so enjoying all of the attention that the black man was giving her.  The
black man reached down and suddenly realized what a tight and soaking wet
cunt the young Girl had.  "How about we switch positions and we both eat
each other?" the black man suggested.

   "Hhhmmmm," the Daughter cooed.  "Sounds like a plan to me and a bargain
at half the price."

   "What do you mean, `bargain at half the price'?"

   "Don't worry scoot around and shove your cock down my throat and you
will find the reality of what I just said."

   The black man's cock was throbbing so bad that he thought he would go
off any minute now.  Then the younger Daughter did have such a great oral
talent, so why deny her of her pleasure...  or would it be his pleasure as
well?

   The older Daughter snaked her way up and the two cuddled face to face.
The older Daughter's face had a heavy film from the gringa's cum.  Then
they kissed and licked each other off like two kittens in front of a
fireplace enjoying spilled milk.

   "Gwad, you taste SOOOOOO good, did you know that?"

   "All you are tasting is your own cunt juices if you don't mind."

   "Whatever it is, I am loving it.  Where did you ever learn to eat pussy
like that?"

   "Well, let us say that I started off with pussy and as I got older I
really learned how to eat a cunt to perfection."

   "And yes perfection it was.  Can I spend the evening with you?"

   "I would have it no other way."

   The gringa stretched a bit and felt the sheets by her ass and they were
soaking wet.  "I am so embarrassed the sheets are soaking wet."

   "No reason to be embarrassed as it only makes me prouder, as I feel I
may have been satisfactory to you.  Then changing the sheets is but a minor
detail."

   "Hhhmmmm, yes and it is Thank You and please kiss me again." They
embraced even tighter and they were now swapping tongues.

   "I'm sorry but I cannot handle this anymore I have to have my cock in
you."

   "I would love that, but I almost had your cock all the way down my
throat.  I have never sucked a cock as big as yours, and I wanted to take
it all in my mouth and down my throat."

   "Trust me you are doing fantastic but I will not be satisfied until I
have my cock buried deep inside of you.  Want to try it doggie style?"

   The younger Daughter laughed a bit and caught her breath back.  "Well
since that is one of my favorite positions what are we waiting on?"

   He got off the younger Daughter and she rolled over on all fours, her
nice wide ass in the air.  Her legs were spread, as they should be, and her
gaping cunt looking hungrily at him as well as her nice dark brown ass
hole. Even with only the one candle flickering he could see all that he
needed to see.  Cock in hand he positioned himself and went to rub it
against the younger Daughter's soaking wet cunt.

   He heard the younger Daughter as she slapped her hand twice against the
bed post.  "I forgot to tell you that only my papa uses that hole!  You
must settle for my ass if you don't mind?"

   The younger Daughter was not fat by any means.  Then she did have an
extra large set of breasts, huge areolas and a VERY inviting wide ass with
plenty of meat.  She was not voluptuous but as close as one might get
without being there.  Those tortillas and such had certainly packed her in
a good way.  Over the years, the black man had tried to take his wife's ass
on many occasions.  A few times, maybe returning home from a party and
feeling a bit tipsy, he would get an inch or two in but she could never
take his massive cock as the very girth of it was more than she could
handle.  So how would this young Daughter be able to absorb his cock into
her thick and most likely juicy ass?  The black man tried to aim and poke
his cock into the inviting ass with no luck.  The younger Daughter reached
back and spread her ass even more and yet no luck was to be found.

   "Hold on," the younger Daughter said.  "I remember a trick one of my
Aunts told me about a while back.  Get off and stand at the foot of the
bed."

   Unsure, the black man did as he was instructed.  The younger Daughter
got out of bed and was kneeling before the black man.  Much like earlier
she took his cock in hand and slowly began flicking her tongue at it, and
then went on to sucking the cock, each time she bobbed her head she took
another half inch or so.  The younger Daughter worked her mouth and her
tongue like she was playing a fine-tuned instrument.  The black man was
getting very much into what the younger Daughter was doing, but still
wanted to fuck the younger Daughter and he was not wanting to cum
.............  Well not quite yet anyhow.  She worked the cock more and
more and was becoming a bit aggressive and more as she swallowed all the
cock that her mouth could handle as it traveled to the back of her throat.
As the younger Daughter went each time, she had all the cock she could
handle down her throat, and she had reached back, one hand on each ass
cheek, and pulled herself tighter as she choked herself on black cock.

   Finally gasping for air and choking and slobbering a bit, she pulled her
head back from the black man's cock.  "This is fun but you are going to
have to help me a bit." Fun was an understatement the black man thought to
himself.

   "What do you want me to do?"

   "Grab my hair when I have your thick and juicy cock in my mouth, then
slam my head to you using my hair so that you can face fuck me or throat
fuck me or whatever you want to call it.  Just be as rough as you want, but
make sure that all of your gorgeous cock is down my greedy throat."

   The black man had seen his share of porn and he had also marveled having
watched a couple of porn stars as they were face fucked deep.  He was not
sure if he could do it but as horny as the black man was, he was going to
give it his best.  He heard the younger Daughter as she took a deep breath
and inhaled, and her lips were over his cock and more than half way down
his cock.  He just stood there as the feeling was fantastic.  Then he felt
the younger Daughter's fingers as they dug into his ass.  On cue he pulled
hard on the girl's hair, and began slamming his cock as far deep as he
could go.  In a matter of seconds all but about of an inch of black cock
was down the younger Daughter's throat, and it felt much better than
fantastic.  He could feel her pulling herself back so he released her hair,
and the younger Daughter basically came up for air.  She was breathing
heavily and looking up at the black man a mega smile on her face and near
tears in her eyes.  As she spoke she was working a saliva covered cock with
both hands.

   "Oh Gawd, that was great!  Let's do that again, only rougher this time."

   The black man didn't know whether to go shit or go crazy.  He did not
know how much more this girl could handle, but he was game to give her all
that she wanted.  Plus, the girl playing with his spit covered cock...  it
felt like he was being jacked off with a pair of silk gloves.  Her mouth
going down his black cock, and he grabbed her by the hair and began
mercilessly fucking her mouth and face and throat.  By now they had built
up a rhythm of sorts.  He knew when to let go of her head.  As she would
gather her breath, she would jack his huge cock off more, and he would
enjoy the "silk" hand job of his spit covered cock.

   "Yes, this is working just like my Aunt said.  I am making my own
natural lube and leaving it on your cock.  Maybe you rape my throat two
more times and then you rape my ass OK?"

   Before she could add anymore the black man was pounding the younger
Daughter's face again.  The black man was now torn between cumming in the
younger Daughter's mouth, or fucking her ass like the total whore that she
had become.  After the second time of near puking the Girl wiped even more
silk like saliva across the black man's cock and jumped back on the bed,
ass in the air.  "Hurry I am beyond in the mood.  Shove your fucking black
cock up my ass and rape me like the piece of trash that I am!"

   There was no encouragement needed there.  He was on the bed cock in hand
and it pointed at a VERY inviting ass.  The tip of his cock there and a
slight shove and the head of his black cock disappeared into the younger
Daughter's ass.

   "You going to stay there staring at my ass or are you going to rape it
like the bull that you are?"

   Snapping back to reality he slid his cock in until it was about half way
up the girl's ass.  Slowly he began to pump his cock in and out until he
was about three fourths in.  The black man could hear the younger Daughter
moan even louder as she had begun fucking him back.  The black man was now
pounding the girl's ass hard and she pounded back.  It was tit for tat as
the ass fucking was getting quite rough or so the black man thought.  He
had never really fucked a girl in the ass, and he could not imagine as to
how she was taking all his cock.  But each time it disappeared in her ass
he proved to himself that yes she was a fucking ass whore and taking all
that he could give.  About that time he knew that he could hold off no
longer.

   "I can't help myself I am going to cum," he moaned.

   The younger Daughter shot forward and took her ass from the thick black
cock.  She was off the bed and kneeling at its side.  "Hurry jack off and
cum all over my face.  Show me how you think I am a total piece of trash
and a whore and a slut."

   The black man was now hovering over the younger Daughter.  One hand
jacking and pumping on his cock the other had grabbed her by the hair, and
he had her face twisted up as she had opened her mouth.  Her tongue was
wagging for a much needed treat.  "Cum on my face, you black fucker!  Make
me feel like desirable trash as you spray your hot white cum all over me!"

   The black man could no longer hold off and the first rope of thick white
cum went across the younger Daughter's forehead, then a second one across
her black hair.  Then another and another until the black man was still
pumping on his cock but no more cum was left to give.

   "OH MY GAWD!!!" the younger Daughter slowly exclaimed.  "That was the
best, Thank you!  Thank You!  Thank You!" The black man had kept his eyes
closed as he was totally out of breath and trying to regain some type of
composure.  He felt the girl as she took his black cock from his hand and
went to sucking and licking and cleaning his cock like any decent whore
would.  Once that was done she looked up and smiled and asked the black
man, "Can I eat my treat now?"

   The black man was still in a daze but grinned.  Looking down at the
younger Daughter, her face and chin were covered in thick white cum.  Then
there was some cum in her hair and even some had dripped to her huge tits.
Laughing he smiled and told the younger Daughter, "Why not?  You worked for
it so you might as well enjoy it." Using her fingers on both hands, the
young Girl greedily worked her way across her face and mouth and forehead
and tits and ate every single drop of cum.

   "I cannot say Thank you enough for such an outstanding night of play.  I
do hope that you found me pleasing?"

   The black man was at a loss for words and laid himself back on the bed.
The younger Daughter took out a heavy blanket and covered the black man and
then joined him in bed.  In the other room the sheets were never changed.
The older Daughter had taken two blankets out and covered the gringa and
then joined her as well.  The night had proved to being a positive one for
two dutiful and pleasing Daughters.

   She felt the soft squeeze on her hand followed by the kiss on her hand
and then the soft sucking of her finger tips.  The older Daughter had
wrapped the gringa in a strangle hold of sorts and did not have any
intention of letting her go.  In a most natural move the older Daughter
pulled in and clasped the gringa even tighter.  "I do hope that I was
pleasing to you and that you rested well?"

   "Mmmmmm I woke up thinking I had died and gone to heaven.  I want to
Thank You so much for providing such an outstanding evening of sharing.  If
you let me go for a second I would like to roll over and kiss your face all
over."

   The older Daughter squeezed yet a bit more and pulled the gringa in
tighter.  She laid some soft kisses across her upper back and then bit down
lightly on her back, rolled her tongue, and bit her again and again.  Never
too hard or harsh yet they were all bites just the same.  Releasing the
gringa she laid a bit more on her side and closed her eyes and smiled.  In
no time flat the gringa was working her tongue all along the older
Daughter's breasts and up to her neck until quickly she was darting her
tongue in and out of her now slave lover.

   "Gawd I got to go use the restroom."

   The younger Daughter had been awake a few minutes, but was savoring the
warmth of the black man's body.  She moved her ample ass back and touched
directly against the black man's hard cock.

   "Darn I was hoping that hard on was because I gave you a good time last
night and you wanted more of my partially destroyed ass?" His eyes were
still closed so it was no problem in playing back the action last night. 
All the way from how the younger Daughter had initially knelt and unbuckled
his pants to her pleading to having her ass raped.

   "Oh trust me I remember and I remember well.  Then when a man has got to
go he has got to go." The younger Daughter reached back and grabbed the
black man's cock and stroked it a couple of times.

   "I understand and I can use a special morning shower as well." The
younger Daughter got out and reached to the black man who was laying in bed
with the smile of a spoiled child.

   "Come, I will show you where the bathroom is and show you how Mexican
trash enjoys her special morning shower."

   The black man did not catch on at all, but what he knew was that he had
to go and soon.  The room was a bit chilly but once the door was open a bit
of warm heat blew in, and he realized that the wood stove in the front room
must be a blazing.  Hand in hand they only walked a few feet and across the
hall the younger Daughter opened the door and led the black man into the
bathroom.  The younger Daughter lifted the seat and planted her ample ass
on the toilet.  Looking at the black man she could not help but give a
naughty smile to him.  "I am ready, now give me my shower."

   He looked down at the younger Daughter not at all sure as to what she
was talking about.  Then the black man's urge to piss was growing even
stronger and the younger Daughter was basically blocking his way.  "Sorry
sweetie I have got to go and you have got to move over."

   "Well maybe you got to go but I do not have to move." She tugged a bit
on the black man's hand and pulled him closer and reached and stroked his
cock.  A bit of pre cum was now present but the younger Daughter could also
feel his cock beginning to throb.  She liked that VERY much.  "Well piss on
me and make me your urinal.  I want to be marked by your piss and be able
to smell you all day long as a reminder of what a piece of Mexican trash I
was for you."

   The black man could not believe his ears.  He had heard of such
disgusting things but it had never really entered his mind that people
would do that.  "I can't do that now move and scoot over so I can relieve
myself."

   "And waste all of your golden piss?  No I want a nice hot shower and I
need it now.  I pleased you last night did I not, so maybe you can return
the favor?"

   The black man could not hold it anymore and he also knew that this was
all insane so what the hell was he suppose to do?  "I will try but this is
all a bit sick in my mind."

   "Yes sick but fun but when I am lucky I start my day off with a golden
shower like you are about to give me.  Now please piss all over me and into
my mouth as well." The younger Daughter had bent his cock a bit until it
was basically aimed directly at her mouth.  "Come on you know you want to
mark me like the great black bull that you are!"

   Without giving it a second thought the black man tried to pee but just
couldn't.  He tried a couple more times and the only response that he got
was his own grunt as he tried to evacuate.  "Oh this is fun you having
trouble pissing on your Mexican trash my bull?"

   The black man just shook his head as his gut was about to burst and he
could not make himself take a simple piss.  The younger Daughter leaned
over to her right and turned the water on in the sink.  Her Mother had
taught her this trick many years ago.  "OK stick your hand under the water
and your hot and golden piss will come."

   The black man did as he was told, in fear of busting a gut.  In only a
few seconds his whole body seemed to relax and he could see his piss
bouncing off the chin of the younger Daughter.  She smiled as she looked
directly at the black man.  A slight shift of her hand and a flow of piss
was going into her mouth as she quickly swallowed.  Then the younger
Daughter began working the black man's cock against her swollen tatas,
across her neck and then back to her face, and of course drinking up the
last bits of hot piss.

   "Hhhmmm Thank You so very much, what a fine way to start my day but with
a special shower from one special bull.  Come let's go see what mama is
fixing us for breakfast."

   "Wait let me dry you off," the black man protested.

   "Don't even think about that I want the smell of you to stay with me all
day at least!" The younger Daughter stood and reached out and opening the
door led the black man into the kitchen.  Off to the left one could feel
the heat from the glowing wood stove.  Bending over at the stove was the
Mexican Mother was offering a great view of her full ass.  Turning she
looked at her younger Daughter holding hands with the black man.  Neither
had a stitch of clothing but the Mother, with a slightly trained eye saw
the glistening wetness across her Daughters tatas.  The Mother walked
towards the two and reaped in the smell of the black bull and smiled.  With
a quick hug and a kiss, she backed from her younger Daughter and smiled
again and then looked at the black man.

   "I see that you gave my Daughter a proper morning shower.  If only I was
so young again and so lucky.  Come and sit your mama will fix you both some
hot tea".

   The Mexican Mother was only wearing a thin white apron that revealed
all, along with what appeared to be a pair of woolen socks.  Grabbing four
cups from the cupboard she filled two and placed one in front of her
younger Daughter, smiling again and then one in front of the black man
along with a wink.

   "I trust that my Daughter was dutiful to you and that you were able to
sleep well?" she cooed at the black man.  The black man was at a loss for
words and picking up his cup he attempted to take a big sip, almost burning
off the tip of his tongue.

   "Mmmmmm that feels so great I could lie here all morning and have you
spoil me as such." The gringa drew herself in even closer and felt more of
the older Mexican Daughter's warm breath against her cool skin.

   "I am at your service and of course in no hurry.  Allow me to service
you in most any way that you may find pleasing." Again, the gringa pulled
herself yet a bit tighter and took a deep breath.

   "Well that sounds divine but unfortunately my bladder is calling me and
I am about to bust.  Can you show me to the bathroom?"

   This time the older Daughter bit deeper into the nape of the gringa's
neck and the bite lasted a bit longer.  "I didn't think that you were ever
going to ask.  I have been awake for well over an hour thinking and craving
a "special" shower this morning from you." The gringa heard the older
Daughter but things did not really register.  Her sole thought right now
was to unload her overfilled bladder before it erupted in her.  Releasing
the gringa, the older Daughter spoke softly into her ear.  "Come on get up
and I will show you the way to the bathroom and the way of my special
shower."

   Again the gringa was hearing but not listening.  The gringa pulled her
warm blankets back and had to try and embrace the cooler weather in the
bedroom.  As she stood the older Daughter was right behind her.  Taking her
hand she led the gringa two steps and opened the door to the hallway.  A
bit of warmth blew their way along with the faint smell of burning wood. 
In the kitchen they could hear the chatter of voices indicating that the
younger Daughter was now up and about.  The older Daughter took a couple of
steps across the hall and opened the door to the bathroom.  A quick look
unto the floor told all that needed to be told.  Her younger sister had
already received her morning shower.  The older sister cringed a bit, both
in jealousy as well as the thought of would she get her own special shower?


   Walking to the toilet the older sister put down the seat and then the
lid of the toilet.  Trying to sidestep the small puddles of piss, that the
younger sister had failed to clean up, she made her way towards the shower.
She felt a slight tug and looked back.  "Where are you taking me we just
walked past the toilet?"

   "Yes we did but I need my special shower from you this morning and I am
hopeful that you will give it to me."

   "Special shower", what are you talking about?"

   The older Daughter pulled the shower curtain back and entered the shower
and then sat back against the cold tile.  "Come in, I want you to piss on
me.  Give me a golden shower that I will remember and tell me what a piece
of trash slave Mexican that I am." As the older Daughter said this she
still had not released the hand of the gringa.

   The gringa shuddered as she began to speak.  "I have no clue what you
are talking about.  But if it is what I am thinking you are sick and I
would never consider doing such a disgusting thing!"

   The older Daughter was immediately very disappointed but she also
noticed how the gringa had not tried to shake her hand free.  "Come inside
and open your legs for me.  I am not going to let your hand go and I am too
big for you to drag out of here.  Come inside and relax.  Spread your
beautiful cunt and open it up and please piss all over me."

   The gringa was not liking it one bit.  Almost to the point of being
repulsed.  "This is sick and disgusting why would you ever think that I
would do such a dirty deed?  Yes last night was very different but I can
accept that.  This thing now no way!  Let go of my hand I am going to
burst!"

   The older Daughter knew that the gringa did not have the strength to
escape so she just continued to sit on the floor in the corner of the
shower and slowly drag the gringa closer in.  She looked at the totally
lost and bewildered gringa and smiled.  Then a slight pull and the gringa
was one step closer.  She watched as the gringa put her hand firmly against
her lower belly and made a face as the pain in her bladder was mounting. 
"Do you wish to stand there and suffer all day or are you going to relieve
yourself upon your Mexican trash?" The gringa had closed her eyes and was
now biting her lip as well as squirming.  The older Daughter could see a
slight trickle of hot piss escaping the gringa's cunt and running down her
leg.  "Come on you can't hold it anymore and no sense in wasting it.  Come
closer and make me your personal urinal".

   The gringa had no intention of doing as the older Daughter was telling
her.  Yet at the same time she was growing a bit nauseous and not feeling
good.  She knew that she could not escape the hard grip on her wrist. 
Letting her breath out she also had let her piss out and it was running on
the older Daughter's legs.  The Daughter pulled her in even closer.  The
gringa did not resist as the relief that she was finally getting felt far
too good.  The older Daughter slid forward and placed herself under the
gringa's fountain of piss.  She moved until it was splashing across her
huge tetas and was enjoying the warmth of the gringa's piss.  A bit lower
and now the hot piss was plashing across her face and with an open mouth
she began to drink this fine and exquisite nectar of golden piss.  The
gringa seemed not to notice or to mind.  What she was doing was normal, she
was relieving herself.  Only the not so normal is that her piss was free
flowing over one whore of a Mexican slave.  Finally the piss slowed to the
pace of a light trickle and it was running down the gringa's legs.  The
older Mexican Daughter moved over a bit and began licking up the hot piss
before it reached the shower floor.

   "I don't think I have ever done anything so disgusting in my life!" the
gringa blurted out.

   "Maybe not but it was pure heaven mixed with ecstasy for me." Her lips
now moved up and her tongue was licking the gringa's other pair of lips.

   "Let me go and get out of the shower, you look so disgusting like you
are there!  You are like a total piece of trash acting like you are!"

   The older Daughter pulled herself up and grasped the gringa by her ass
and pulled her close against her piss stained body.  "Thank You!  A higher
compliment I could not ask for." The older Daughter sought out the gringa's
mouth and kissed her with an unknown passion and she parted her lips and
worked her tongue to the back of the gringa's throat.  The passion and the
kisses lasted for well over a minute.  Then the older Daughter also knew
that her presence would be necessary in the kitchen.  Slowly and
regretfully she broke the kiss and embrace with the gringa.  "Come let's go
to the kitchen.  My little sister and my Mother are already there and I
assume your black husband as well."

   The gringa had no desire to stop the sharing as it was all far too
pleasing to her.  Then at the mention of her husband everything was now
thrown a bit off guard.  She had not thought of him since she entered the
bedroom with the older Daughter last night, nor had the thought of him
entered her mind upon awakening this morning.  She found this disturbing as
it did perplex her mind a bit.  "OK but let me dry you off first."

   "No please don't, I want to smell your piss far into the day, and as
well I want for others to know what it is that you so generously shared
with me."

   Again this struck the gringa rather odd.  It was not but a few minutes
ago that the very act of pissing on someone was so repulsive.  Then now it
was taken as an almost "normal" act.  Something was changing and she was
now going with the flow with no desire to fight it.  The older Daughter
slightly pushed the gringa out of the shower and taking her hand opened the
door and led her into the kitchen area.  They could see the younger
Daughter sitting beside the black man.  As expected neither was dressed. 
At the counter next to the stove the Mother could be seen almost nude and
taking some food out of a baking sheet.  The room felt warm and pleasant
with the combination of the wood burning and some fruit cooking.  The
Mother turned and smiled as she looked the two up and down.

   "It looks like early morning showers were the thing this morning." The
Mother walked towards the two and hugged her older Daughter and as she
pulled her closer she relished in the feel of hot piss against her.  With
an open mouth kiss the Daughter and Mother swapped tongues.  The Mother
pulled herself back and looked the gringa straight on and said, "So pleased
that you were able to share with my Daughter.  I trust that you found her
pleasing as well?" The gringa leaned over and kissed the Mexican Mother on
her cheek.

   "Come and sit breakfast is about ready.  Let me fix you both a cup of
hot tea.  A simple breakfast this morning, some freshly made pastelitos and
empanadas.  I do hope that the two of you will find it adequate as I hope
you found my Daughters also?"

   Having served the older Daughter and the gringa their tea, she topped
off the cups of the younger Daughter and her black stud friend.  A large
serving plate was put on the table, the Mexican Mother served herself a cup
of hot tea, and was soon seated at the table.  Picking up one of the
empanadas the black man said, "Well I remember growing up and down the
street we had one of those old mom and pop grocery stores, and they used to
sell these.  I think they called them fried pies?"

   Taking a big bite the black man closed his eyes as he was savoring the
great flavor.  His gringa wife leaned over and took a bite off the empanada
as well.  "No, ma'am this ain't no fried pie like I ever ate.  What did you
say you called them?"

   "Empanadas and your wife is eating a pastelito."

   "Oh my Lord I am not sure which is better, I could probably eat
everything on the plate they taste so good," the gringa told the Mexican
Mother.

   "Well eat, eat, eat.  That is why I cook so that others may enjoy some
good food.  This house originally belonged to my husband's Grandfather and
it was his Grandfather's before him.  Anyhow in the back there are some
peach trees that are very old.  In the front of the house my husband
planted an apple tree when our oldest Daughter was born, and then another
when my younger Daughter was born.  So all of the fruit is from our small
place and so many of the neighbors do beg for us to share our fruit with
them."

   For the next few minutes they all ate quietly, finishing off the first
plate, and then more sweets were quickly added.  Once again filling the
cups with hot tea, the younger Daughter led the black man to the couch
where he laid himself across it.  The older Daughter took the gringa and
sat her on the recliner.  That done the Mexican Mother quickly cleaned the
table off and did the few dishes.  Entering the front room they soon heard
the old Mexican Mother as she was taking off her scant apron.

   "OK everyone I may be old but I do know what I want and what I need!"

   She flung the apron into a corner and walked up beside her younger
Daughter.  The black man was eyeing and checking out most everything
exposed by the old Mexican Mother.  Yes, she had but the scant apron on
earlier that had left little to the imagination.  Then now everything was
in plain sight and such a better sight it was.  As opposed to the two
Daughters' shaved cunts, the Mother had a thick almost bear like bush
surrounding her cunt.  Her breasts were large and a bit flabby but still
very exotic.  Her areolas were nice and big and dark, her nipples thick and
at least a half inch long.  What was there not to like about this old
Mexican Mother?

   "Apartarse mija, move over, you and your older sister had your fun, let
your whore Mama touch and feel this black stud."

   No sooner had the younger Daughter moved aside then the old Mexican
Mother was on her knees and stroking the black man's cock.  A bit of precum
emerged and the old Mexican Mother was flickering her tongue and enjoying
the flavor.  She laughed and looked at the younger Daughter and then at the
black stud and said, "Well fortunately for your whore Mother you did not
drain this stud completely.  Hopefully I will get a bit of him as well?"

   The old Mexican Mother soon had her practiced mouth over the black
stud's cock, and in the first stroke of her head she had engulfed almost
the whole thing.  Like the true and practiced whore that she was soon the
black stud was comfortable, his breathing getting heavier, and yes he
moaning for all to hear.  "You see mija, your whore Mama makes your new
black stud friend feel like he is in heaven." Pushing the black man's cock
towards her younger Daughter she continued, "Here take this and slowly ram
it down your throat.  You ever wish to be a real cock sucker like your
Mama, you will need a lot of practice and to be able to practice with a
cock this big is a real blessing."

   Without a word the younger Daughter took the black man's cock and went
to work trying to further improve her skills.  The Mexican Mother got up
and went to check on her older Daughter.  She bent over and took one of the
erect nipples of the gringa and sucked softly on it.  Then she released the
nipple and shared a wet tongue filled kiss with the gringa.  Looking down
at her older Daughter who was between the legs of her beautiful gringa
friend, the old Mexican Mother shook her head and frowned.  "Mija are you
trying to fist this Lady until she cums, or are you trying to make her cunt
sore and unhappy?" The Mexican Mother watched as her whore Daughter
shrugged her shoulders even though she knew the answer.  "Let me show you
mija.  Remember how we use to work with you when you spent time and fisted
your two Aunts?  Well this is no different."

   The older Daughter scooted back a bit and the old Mexican Mother took
her place.  Inserting two fingers into the gringa's cunt, she began working
her hand back and forth.  With the other hand she pulled back the hood of
the gringa's cunt.  She could see an enlarged clit that appeared to be
throbbing a bit.  Lowering her head a bit she flickered her tongue across
the engorged and red clit.  Then she sucked on it softly and then used her
experienced tongue again.  Quickly the gringa's cunt had become rather wet.
Actually one could see some cum juice running down the side of her legs.

   "Venga, come here mija, remember how we taught you to put your fingers
together like this?  Then put them into the Lady's cunt and slowly twist
and then get your hand in...  watch me." Soon the Mexican Mother had almost
all her hand in the gringa's cunt.  "Here now you take over.  I know this
will be a special time for you both so go slow, and then fist fuck her like
the whores that you both are."

   Pulling her almost submerged hand from the gringa's cunt, the Mexican
Mother turned to watch her younger Daughter being dutiful as she was now
swallowing most all the black man's big thick cock.  She then crawled a
bit, pointed her ass towards the black stud and announced to all in the
room, "OK you black stud, now it is time for you to take this old Mexican.
It appears that my young Daughter had your attention, now to see what you
will think of fucking an old yet experienced piece of fuck meat."

   The younger Daughter took her mouth off the thick black cock and kissed
each of his balls slowly.  Releasing his cock, she moved herself back as
she saw her whore Mother's big ass wiggle and the black stud getting down
and crawling towards the old Mexican.  Soon she felt the head of the black
man's cock yet she also knew that it was not right.  "Sorry Mister black
stud, but my cunt is for my husband only.  Well my husband and his brother
and an occasional Uncle or two.  So let us just say that my cunt is for
family only.  Then my big ass is all there for you to try and destroy."

   The black man still had fond memories of last night and the taking of
the younger Daughter's ass, so no enticing was needed.  The old Mexican
reached back and spread her ample ass inviting his cock in.  The black man
was a bit bigger than the old Mexican was really expecting so he jabbed at
her ass a time or two with no success.  "Go on mija, make some natural lube
like you were taught so that your Mama can have her ass raped."

   The black stud also remembered that "episode" from last night and
quickly swung his cock to the crawling young whore Daughter.  With relish
she resumed sucking the black cock only to speed up and find herself being
throat fucked.  Holding her lips deep and to the base of the black cock she
struggled and pulled herself back thus releasing the black cock.  Using her
free hand she jacked him off spreading the saliva like fine silk.  She then
repeated the process four more times until the black man's cock was totally
covered with the young whore Daughter's saliva.  Grinning and releasing her
new black friend's cock she looked up to the black man.  "Go on and rape my
Mama like the trashy whore that she is.  Use her ass and fuck it good like
she deserves."

   Again, the black man needed no encouragement.  Taking aim again the
black man quickly found the dark brown asshole of the old Mexican.  Slowly
the black man inserted his thick cock and slid it in.  Once the old Mexican
could feel the body of the black man she spoke.  "Hold it and stop right
there and feel this." Almost immediately the black man could feel the old
Mexican Mother's sphincter muscles as they worked, tightening and loosening
the black man's cock.  Looking back and grinning the old Mexican spoke
again.  "You think my younger Daughter's ass was good, wait until this old
vieja milks and fucks your cock.  Now rape me and give it to me hard. 
Hopefully much harder then you fucked my whore Daughter last night. 
Here...," The Mexican continued taking out her long braid as she handed it
to the black man.  "Use this braid like you would a pair of reins and then
fuck me hard like the black stallion that I know you are."

   The first couple of strokes were soft and long.  Then the rhythm was set
and as the black man's cock was firmly up against the old Mexican Mother's
ass the Mexican would oblige and slam her ass back even deeper then as she
did the black man could feel the old Mexican's ass gripping tightly around
his cock.  In talk and reading the black stud had heard and read about
these so called "milkers", so now he was having a first-hand experience in
attempting to "rape" one.  The younger Daughter had moved forward a bit and
was now tweaking and twisting and pulling on her mama's sagging tatas.  She
had watched her Papa fucking her Mama many times and knew that she enjoyed
a certain mixture of pain as she was being brutally fucked.  As the younger
Daughter was pulling and tugging she was watching as the black man was
slamming his thick and hard cock into her Mother.

   Then turning to look she could now hear the gringa and her much louder
moans.  Her older sister now had her whole fist in the gringa's cunt and
was working on destroying it as well.  There was a lot of moaning and
groaning and slamming as the smell of sex was permeating everywhere.  The
younger Daughter had now taken to softly biting the nape of her Mama's neck
and pulling and tugging even harder on her Mama's tatas.  She could see the
sweat on the black man's face and feel the cool sweat on her Mama's back.
They were both fucking and pounding as hard as they could.  There was no
way that the two of them could keep this pace up much longer.  Then looking
at her older sister she could still see her fist where it belonged, deep
inside of the gringa's cunt.  Then by now the gringa had taken the older
sister by the head and was pushing her mouth to her excited clit in hopes
of it being licked a bit longer.

   Suddenly the black man burst out, "Oh my Gawd!  I can't hold out any
longer I am going to cum!"

   "Pull your cock out!" the younger daughter pleaded, "Cum on my Mama's
fat ass and I will lick all of your cum up and feed it to my Mother."

   The black man could not believe what he had just heard but as it was now
the usual, he was in no position to argue.  The black man pulled his cock
out and began jacking off across the old Mexican's ass.  Soon there was a
solid rope of cum across the ass and then another and another.  For having
just cum a few hours earlier the black man was quite impressive in sharing
his cum.  After he finished cumming the dutiful whore of a Daughter went to
licking and sucking the last of the cum that the black man was able to
offer.  Once the cock was properly cleaned the younger Daughter went to
licking and gathering all the thick white cum off of her Mama's ass and
back.  She could feel her Mama's heavy breathing and knew that her Mama was
well spent and had had a much deserved ass fucking.

   All the cum, in an almost full mouth, the younger whore Daughter lifted
her Mama's head.  Without being told she opened her mouth and shared all
the black man's cum with her Mama and sealed it with a kiss.  The old
Mexican Mother smiled and crawled towards her older Daughter and the
gringa. Although on the verge of a major climax the gringa was also
watching her black stud husband in action.  The old Mexican had her face
over the gringa's mouth which she quickly opened.  A couple of gobs of cum
quickly found their resting place in the gringa's mouth.  She smiled and
swallowed.  Going down a bit the old Mexican unloaded the last of the
creamy cum over the gringa's cunt and clit.  Almost without missing a lick
the older Daughter told her whore Mother, "Gracias", and smiled as she ate
pretested cum.

   The black man was on his back and trying to catch his breath with the
one younger Daughter at his side, and the old Mexican smoothed up along his
other side.  "You see in this house we all share.  Thank You for a good
helping of your delicious cum." The black man was too exhausted to reply.
Then you could hear the almost screaming as the gringa was now reaching her
long anticipated climax.  Again, she was religious and screaming all kinds
of obscenities in the name of the Lord.  The older Daughter slowly removed
her hand from the gringa's sopping cunt and sidled up beside her.  In a few
short minutes there were five sex filled people all asleep in front of the
burning wood stove.

   They all had only been a sleep fifteen or possibly twenty minutes when
the door to the kitchen opened and the old Mexican entered.  Immediately he
could smell the combined mixture of raw sex and burning wood.  Glancing at
the front room he saw his family and the two guests sprawled out and dead
to the world after what must have been some great sex.  The old Mexican
Mother was a light sleeper and the first to be roused by the old Mexican's
entrance.  "Mi querido, my love, you have finally come back.  With good
news I hope?"

   Nodding his head the Mexican said, "Si, si and their car is now parked
outside." Hearing the two voices exchange, all were now awake.  The black
man looked at the old Mexican, not sure as what to say or how he would take
it as last night he had fucked the younger Daughter, and only a few minutes
earlier he had practically raped his wife.  "Well Senor, your car is
outside and ready and running.  You can Thank my cousin Emilio for fixing
it quickly."

   This was about the last thing that he had expected to hear coming out of
the old Mexican's mouth.  Sitting up and pulling his knees towards himself
he replied, "I cannot Thank You enough!  What am I going to owe you?"

   The Mexican looked across the room again.  Even though they were all
sprawled out and naked, each one was looking at the old Mexican and smiling
a deep smile of lust and more.  "Well it looks like I might owe a great
deal to you and your wife.  My family looks to be very happy and satisfied
and we all want to Thank You for that."

   The black man looked towards his wife who still seemed to be a bit out
of it.  "Well if we hurry maybe we can still make the afternoon meetings at
the conference?" The wife did not really reply but was simply giving a
slight "yes" nod.  The black man stood and brought his wife up by her hand.
They both disappeared down the hallway as the four Mexicans, the husband,
the wife, and the two Daughters, went to jabbering and giggling and
laughing as they spoke rapid Spanish to one another.

   The black man and his wife went to their prospective bedrooms from the
night before and quickly got dressed.  There was nothing to pack as nothing
had been unpacked in the haste and sexual frenzy that had ensued last
night. They both thought that once checked in at their hotel they could
take a quick shower and clean up and make the best of their time.  Now the
four Mexicans were waiting by the door as the black man and his wife had
made their appearance.  The Ladies were all only wearing a heavy coat and
some house slippers.  The Mexican still had his heavy jacket on.

   "Please tell me what I owe you for fixing the car.  What was it anyway?"

   "Well my cousin Emilio, he looked at it and you had lost your...  what
they call your serpentine belt.  So he go to town and buy you a new one. 
You do not owe us anything.  Next time you see someone broke down, maybe
you stop and help and who knows maybe you get lucky too, no mijas?" The
Daughters, as well as the Mother, all nodded yes.  Opening the door
everyone went outside.  The car was running to ensure that it would be warm
for their departure.  Kisses and hugs and handshakes were all shared. 
Turning the car around the black man headed down the dirt road and
approached the highway.  Looking both ways he made a right and was now
headed to their destination.  The black man and his wife rode in silence
for several miles.  The wife finally broke the silence.

   "You know I have been thinking.  Our son is now a senior and our
daughter a sophomore.  Do you think that it would be too late to teaching
them the real meaning of family love and sharing like that one family did?
Maybe on Sunday I could fix my special pot roast that everyone loves and
you can bring the subject up?"

   The black husband reached over and softly squeezed his wife's arm.  "You
know I have been kind of thinking the same thing.  It might be worth a
try."

   The wife turned and looked back out the passenger window.  Below in the
pasture were some cattle slowly grazing.  Then the wife caught sight of a
big black bull as it approached a cow munching on some grass.  His long
thick red cock jerking up and down.  Quickly the bull mounted the cow that
seemed to bellow in pleasure.

   "Yes, sweetheart I do believe we may need to form a family of deeper and
more real love when we get home."

   I hope you enjoyed the story.  As always, I look forward to hearing from
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