High School Twins Need Black Cock Too 
Copyright 2011 by Stormbringer 
Based on art by Jaguar found at www.poonnet.com

COVER PICTURE

PICTURE OF MOM WALKING IN ON THE GIRLS

Grace Taylor pulled off the freeway at the exit leading to her
house. She was smiling and thinking TGIF. It had been a long week
at work and she was looking forward to getting home. Her twin
daughters, Faith and Hope had a half day at school today and she
had promised to take them out to dinner and a movie. Her husband
Frank was away at a Southern Baptist preacher's retreat and
wouldn't be home for another three days.  That left the Taylor
women the entire weekend to spend together. Of course, the girls
would want to spend time with their friends more then their lame
preacher's wife of a mom, but they would have tonight to spend
some quality time together.

Ahead of her on the road, a young couple was walking down the
sidewalk holding hands. She glanced at them as she passed. The
smile slowly left her face. She looked up into the rear view
mirror to confirm what she had seen. The girl was white, but the
boy was black. What must that poor girl's parents think about who
their daughter was dating, she wondered? Grace shook her head
sadly. The sight had started to become all to common in the
neighborhood. Even Faith and Hope had mentioned at supper one
night about half a year ago that some black boys had asked them
out. Frank spit the food out of his mouth in outrage, his face
turning red and the veins on his forehead becoming prominent.
Grace had calmly tapped him on the shoulder and assured him that
no daughters of theirs would ever date a black boy.

Things were better back when there were no black people in the
area. Less crime, no mixed couples openly walking down the
street. The first black family had moved to town eighteen years
ago when she was a senior in high school. The giant, dark skinned
Mark Anthony Black had shown up in school one day and been
introduced to the class. The Blacks seemed to have opened a
floodgate and more black families were moving to town a year
later until now there were 2 blacks for every three white people.
Grace was one of the more popular girls and she had led the pack
in making the new black student feel unwelcome. She had teased
and mocked him, whispered comments behind his back. It had worked
for months, but a spot on the football team had opened up after
an injury and Mark Anthony had joined the team. The black boy had
been so proficient on the field, he started becoming accepted,
even popular, though none of the white girls would date him and
he ended up bringing a cousin from out of town to their prom. He
had excelled at football, but was equally skilled in baseball and
basketball. He had become a local sports legend by the end of the
year. Mark Anthony left for college on a football scholarship,
went pro for a few years and returned a few years ago and took a
job as their old alma mater's football coach and gym teacher.

Grace watched the interracial couple recede in the rearview
mirror. What did the girl see in that black boy? Grace shivered.
Deep down she knew. She knew. Deep down she knew about big black
cocks. She had seen one once. Touched it. Grace shivered again.
She would never forget that day. She shrugged off the
uncomfortable memories.

Grace slowed the car as she approached her home. The car the
twins shared was in the driveway, but a run down rusty Chevy was
parked on the street, a good third of the car blocking her
driveway. She inched her way around it, pulling up behind her
daughter's car. If the piece of shit on the street wasn't gone in
a few hours, she was going to have it towed.

Grace stepped out of her car and pulled the short hem of her
dress down. She was wearing a white summer dress with a white
jacket as the fall had turned out to be quite warm. She
straightened her jacket and then took the walkway towards her
front door. The large double doors to her house were clear glass
with large glass windows to either side so the interior was
readily visible to anyone walking in their yard. The sight just
inside the entrance to her house was so horrible and disturbing
that all Grace could do was lower her sunglasses as her mouth
fell open in shock.

Hope and Faith were on their hands and knees on the carpet. Both
girls had their thigh high white cheerleader stockings on. Hope
had a pink halter pulled up and her large bare breasts were
swaying under her. Her skirt was completely missing, but at least
she still had her thong on. Faith was facing the opposite
direction so that the twin's bare rear ends were close together.
She wore a red halter, but it was pulled down covering her
breasts. Her long blonde hair was in pigtails like her sister's
and also like her sister, her skirt was missing, but the strap of
a white thong was visible. She hadn't approved on their choice in
underwear and had forbidden them from wearing it, but thongs had
started turning up in their dirty laundry and Grace had opted to
let the twins win this battle. Their preacher father would have
gone ballistic if he had found out.

The twins appeared to be doing some sort of strange exercise.
Maybe something the cheerleading coach had them do? They were
pushing back until their rear ends mashed together and then
leaning forwards repeatedly. Their butts pressed together and
came apart, pressed together and came apart. Her eyes focused on
her daughter's asses. There was something long and tubular
between them. It was dark black and seemed to be connecting the
two sisters somehow. Grace shook her head. She squeezed her eyes
tightly shut then opened them hoping the image would go away. No!
It couldn't be, could it?

Grace approached the door planning on getting to the bottom of
this and putting a stop to it. There had to be an explanation.
Her pure church going daughters would not be sharing a sex toy.
But they were and worse, there were at least half a dozen other
sex toys on the carpet surrounding them, strange balls on a
string, pink and purple vibrators, a huge dark black dildo and an
equally huge brown realistic looking penis on a belt.

"No," she whispered in disbelief. No. No. No. Grace stormed up
the steps and flung the door open. "What is the meaning of..."

And then the truth hit her.

Three black boys were sitting in her house, in her living room,
in her chairs and sofa. All three had their shoes off. They were
grinning and joking, carrying on as they watched the show. One
had his cell phone out and was recording the action.

"MOM!" said Hope and Faith together with Faith adding, "Jesus!"
afterwards.

Grace froze. Their home and privacy had been invaded by these
three black boys. Worse, it didn't appear to be a robbery. It was
something they had planned. They had brought sex toys with them
and forced her daughter's to do filthy deeds for their pleasure.
Unfortunately, Grace's hesitation did her in. She hadn't noticed
a fourth black guy standing near the door. He stepped behind her
and blocked the exit. He was a large muscular ex-con looking man
with tribal tattoos on one arm wearing a black tee shirt showing
the outline of the continent of Africa on it. "Where do you think
you're going pretty mama?" he asked, reaching out and grabbing
the hems of her jacket. He opened it, staring at her breasts
under the dress. "Nice," he said. She had large B cups, and could
never figure out where her daughter's double C's came from.

Grace looked at the scary looking black con holding her jacket
open, at the idiot looking black with his cap on sideways, at the
punk in the Bullets jersey as he slowly stood up off her chair
putting the cell phone away, and at the thug in the do-rag,
shades, and white tank top, and lastly at her poor innocent
daughters, still connected by the double ended dildo looking up
at her expecting, hoping, and praying that they were rescued. 
She couldn't get to her phone and her husband was away all
weekend. She wasn't expecting any phone calls or anyone to check
up on them. Though she didn't feel it, Grace Taylor looked down
at Hope and Faith Taylor and said, "Don't worry, it going to be
all right."

PICTURE OF GRACE JERKING OFF BLACK AS A TEEN (NEW)

"Let's get this party started," said the thug dropping his jeans.

"No," groaned Grace as she stared at the semi hard black cock
dangling between the boys legs. It was at least nine inches long
and growing. Bullets was already hard as a rock and his monster
cock was at least a foot long. Are they all so big? She wondered.
Africa's pushed a foot and it was as thick as her wrist.

Grace closed her eyes. These black boys were big, but she had
seen bigger, felt bigger, she had spent several minutes jerking
off the biggest blackest cock that could possibly exist. That
summer night shortly after graduation when everyone she knew was
off for college in a few months, they had played a game of truth
or dare. She had objected to Mark Anthony Black's presence at
their party, but by that point he was as popular as Grace. The
dare had been for Grace to give Mark a hand job in the closet.
She was a virgin and had vowed to stay that way until married,
but she had given three boyfriends hand jobs and her friends knew
it and they also knew she wouldn't go through with touching a
black man's penis.  And they were right, but then her best friend
mentioned that she could use rubber gloves. The goading and peer
pressure had been so much that Grace had relented. Mark Anthony
had remained quiet, watching her. Her eyes narrowed to daggers as
her best friend brought her a blue rubber glove and an open
container of Vaseline.

Grace remembered walking into the closet with Mark Anthony like
it was yesterday. The closet had been pitch black. She stood
there doing nothing, hearing the sound of a zipper being lowered.
Black's hand touched her arm. She flinched away from his touch,
but calmed herself and let his hand run down to her wrist. He
brought her hand over to his crotch and she wrapped her gloved
fingers around something as thick as a toddler's arm. "What the
hell is that?" she asked. Black remained silent. She ran her
fingers up to the end. "There's no way," she whispered, letting
her hands run from a penis head the size of a small apple down
the base of his shaft more then a foot from the tip. She coated
the monster shaft with the Vaseline on her glove and began
stroking it. "Stop," she cried when Black's hand came out to
squeeze her breast. "Don't touch me." Grace moved further away
from him in the small closet, but it was cramped. She ended up
kneeling at his feet to stop him from grabbing her breasts while
she stroked his big penis. He angled himself so that his penis
was pointing at her head. "Suck it," he hissed, thrusting his
hips. The huge end of his penis brushed her lips leaving a wet
spot behind and Grace reared back in horror. "Stop that," she
told him. "I don't do that for my boyfriends and certainly not
for a black guy." Grace stroked his shaft, marveling at it's
length and width, half believing that it's immense size was an
illusion from being in the dark. His shaft was warm to the touch.
It seemed to pulse with life. "You're so big," she told him,
regretting it. "You're a fucking bitch Gracie," he growled. "At
first I didn't want you touching my big black cock, now I'm glad
you get to find out what a real man's cock feels like. I bet
you're loving this bitch." Gracie winced. In a perverse way, she
was enjoying this. In the dark, she could pretend it wasn't a
black man's penis she was stroking. "I've never felt a real man
before," she whispered and he responded with a surprised grunt. 
"I am loving it." "Damn bitch, I knew you would." Gracie smiled
in the dark. "I do love it Mark. Your big black cock is so big
and thick. Next time I might want to put it in my mouth, just to
see how much I can handle. Run my tongue around that big black
cock head." "FUCK!" he groaned. "Why not now?" "I can't," she
replied, feeling his cock swelling even larger. "And after I suck
your cock. I want you to fuck me. I want this big black cock
filling up my tight white pussy like no white man ever could."
Black groaned loudly. "Fuck! That's hot. I'm gonna cum!"

Grace pounded on the closet door and her girlfriend yanked it
open. Mark and Grace blinked in the sudden light as Grace
released his cock and shot out of the closet. "What the fuck?"
yelled Black. The group of high school kids laughed at first, the
laughter slowly dying as they took in the sight of his enormous
cock. Grace laughed herself. "No black man is ever gonna put his
penis past these lips or in this pussy," she said, turning around
and seeing his cock for the first time. The laughter died on her
lips too. "I knew it was big but..." muttered Joe, a teammate of
Mark's that had showered with him. "You fucking cock tease,"
growled Black. He grabbed his swollen rampant cock and with only
a few strokes the monster blew it's load. Black's first wad shot
four feet from the tip of his cock and it was more semen then her
future husband would blow in eighteen years of marriage. After
that there were six more loads. "You're cleaning that shit up,"
said Grace's girlfriend. "See I told you blacks weren't human,"
said Grace. Mark angrily pulled his pants up and stormed out of
the house leaving a half dozen teens with stunned expressions on
their faces and a gooey white mess on the floor.

Grace opened her eyes wishing this was another one of the dreams
of Black's big cock that had filled her head ever since that
night in the closet. This wasn't a dream though. There were four
black men in the room with both her and her two beautiful
innocent daughters. There were four black cocks either erect or
on their way to becoming erect. Grace didn't believe Faith and
Hope would stay innocent for long.

Faith had managed to pull on her pink underwear that matched her
top. Hope was pulling on blue underwear, but her top was red. The
girls probably thought the black men would be fleeing the scene
of the crime, but that was before they had started pulling their
pants down. Do-rag went up to Hope and slapped his big black cock
against her forehead. To Hope's credit, she didn't flinch away
from it. Do-rag grabbed her long blonde hair and pulled her head
forwards into his cock. Hope opened her mouth and took the filthy
black penis inside it. Hope began bobbing her head. Grace
frowned. Hope wasn't choking on the black monster, nor did she
appear inexperienced. This wasn't the first time her daughter had
given a blow job. Grace felt a little faint. She had given hand
jobs before marriage. Girls these days must be going a little
further then she had when she was a teen. Grace didn't have to
like it, but there wasn't much she could do.

"Move back. I'm gonna fuck dat pussy good," said Sideways hat.

Grace looked over at him. The jerk had his cell phone out and was
recording Hope giving Do-rag a blow job. He kept filming as he
walked up behind her daughter, slowly jerking his hard foot long
cock with his free hand.

"WAIT!" yelled Grace. "Please don't do this. My daughters aren't
on birth control. Please. Let them go. You can use me. I'll do
whatever you want."

Sideways Cap paused, an idiot grin slowly spreading across his
face. He looked over at Do-rag, now sitting on the back of the
couch, Hope was on the couch down on all fours, still sucking his
enormous cock. Bullets had sat down in her husband's comfy chair
and poor Faith had been forced to suck his huge black cock. He
was grabbing her hair, guiding her head up and down his foot long
monstrosity. Africa also had a phone out and was recording
Bullets getting a blow job. These four men were absolute monsters
and things were about to get worse. Sideways Cap looked down at
Hope's panty covered ass. He slapped his cock against her firm
rear twice, but then to Grace's relief he stepped back. "Alright,
I won't fuck her." Sideways Cap winked at Grace and she sighed in
relief. There was nothing like the feeling of being totally
helpless to help one's family. "I won't fuck her, but you gotta
eat her pussy."

"WHAT!"

"Ya heard me, bitch. If ya don'ts wants me to plant a black baby
in Hope here, then I want to see you go down on your daughter."

"That's disgusting. You.. You.. You filthy animal. How could you
even suggest that?"

"Fine bitch. Then it's baby making time," said Sideways Cap.
Africa and Bullets chuckled.

Hope quit sucking Do-rag. Her hand gripped the base of his big
cock. She looked back over her shoulder at her mother. "Mom
please," she pleaded. "I can't get pregnant. Don't let him fuck
me, mommy."

Grace slowly shuffled like a zombie over towards the couch.
Hope's cheerleading leg warmers were pulled up nearly to her
thighs. Her braless breasts were visible under the short red
halter, but all Grace's eyes could focus on was the blue cotton
panty covering Hope's ass. "Please," she begged, softly.

"Just get on with it. If you've changed your mind, I'd rather be
fucking her right now."

"Do it bitch," grunted Africa. "Unless you want a video of your
daughters sucking some black cock on the internet, you better
start eating out the little slut's pussy."

The shame and humiliation her daughters would feel if this got
out was the straw that broke Grace's resistance. Her high heeled
sandaled feet took the last two steps up to her daughter and she
kneeled. Hope's ass was right in front of her face. Her hands
shook as she reached out to brush aside the cotton panty. Her
fingers touched Hope's skin and grabbed the white thong. She
pulled it away from her daughter's gash. Hope's genitals were
soaked! Grace slowly shook her head in denial. Sucking the black
man was making Hope aroused. "No," she whispered so softly no one
heard her. Maybe it was an artificial lube? Maybe it was from the
long double headed dildo the black men had forced Hope and Faith
to use? How long had the twins been forced to put on their little
sex show? The floor was still littered with sex toys, had they
used them all? Grace remembered her own soaked panties the night
she had jerked off Mark Anthony's black cock. She had shamelessly
played with her pussy that night in bed. Her arousal had overcome
her morals and she had cum with the image in her head of Black's
cock ejaculating it's huge wad of semen all over the floor.

"Quit wasting time," said Sideways Cap. His strong black hand
grabbed the top of her head and pushed her face into Hope's gash.

Grace found her head scrunched tight against her daughter's slit.
Sideways Cap didn`t release her head until she started licking.
At first, Grace just went through the motions. Her tongue moved
robotically up and down, licking between her daughter's engorged
labia. Hope moaned and actually pushed her ass back into her
mother's face. Hope raised her ass up so that her mother's tongue
flickered over her swollen clit. Hope's juices soaked Grace's
face and chin. Hope's moans, muffled as they were by the huge
cock in her mouth began to have a strange affect on Grace.
Instead of going through the motions, Grace began trying to
please her daughter. Her tongue wiggled it's way deeper into
Hope's pussy. She lapped faster, her tongue flat covering every
inch of her daughter's labia. When Grace's tongue moved down to
flicker back and forth over Hope's clit, her daughter orgasmed.
Grace heard a choked gasp from Faith and then a fresh wave of
fluid coated her chin as her daughter came.

"Now your turn princess," said Bullets.

Grace barely heard him. She was still in shock that she had just
given her own daughter an orgasm. She barely felt her own skirt
being lifted up her thighs or her own panties being pulled aside.
She finally came to her senses when a wet tongue began licking up
and down her own rapidly lubricating pussy. Grace turned her head
enough to see that Faith was down on all fours now licking her
mom's pussy at the direction of Bullets.

Faith didn't start by going through the motions, she went all
out. The confused mom had never received oral sex before. Frank
never expressed interest in any form of sex outside the norm and
believed anything else was sodomy. The sheer pleasure she was
feeling completely caught Grace off guard. She began to feel
stirrings deep within her, but as soon as the stirrings were
starting to grow, Faith lost her rhythm. Faith's face smashed
into her mom's pussy. Her daughter extended her tongue and began
using it like a little penis. Each time her face smashed into
Grace's wet pussy, her tongue pushed as deep as it could.

Grace's own tongue was rhythmically pushing into Hope's pussy in
time with Faith's thrusts. She pushed back long enough to look
back over her shoulder. "No," she moaned at what she saw. Faith
wasn't setting  the rhythm, Bullets was. The black man in the
black cap and bullets jersey was down on his knees, fucking her
poor daughter's unprotected pussy from behind. The hard thrusting
of his cock was pushing Faith's tongue into her mother's pussy,
Grace's tongue into Hope's pussy, and Hope's mouth deep down on
Do-rag's black cock. To make matter worse, it looked like Bullets
had his hand in the crack of Faith's ass and she couldn't see his
thumb, but he was moving it around like it was inside Faith's
ass. This went on for several minutes. The stirrings Grace had
been feeling were gone now. She was too concerned for Faith. Her
daughter simply could not get pregnant by a black man and Grace
was sure Bullets hadn't bothered to put on a condom. The strange
human chain they were forming might have gone on forever, but it
was Africa that finally broke things up.

PICTURE 3

"I wanna fucks me some white pussy now," growled Africa. Do-rag
and Bullets seemed pissed, but Africa had the biggest arms of the
group. The others deferred to him as he walked over to poor Hope
stroking his massive black cock. He motioned for Grace to get out
of the way so he could start fucking Hope.

Grace looked at that black monster cock, hard, swollen, and more
then two times bigger then her husband or any white man's penis
she'd ever seen. The thought of him putting that thing inside her
poor innocent daughter was too much for the distraught mother to
take. "NO! Please don't do this. My daughter's innocent. She's
not on birth control." Grace had assumed the twins were still
virgins, but Faith hadn't screamed in pain when Bullets entered
her. The thugs must have taken the poor girls' virginity with the
sex toys earlier. Grace looked fearfully at the scumbag in the
Africa tee shirt. There was still hope. He had paused to stare at
her. "Please," she whispered.

"My cock needs some white pussy, bitch," he grunted.

"Then fuck me," she whispered.

Africa's eyes swept over her body from her blonde hair still tied
back in a bun to her rolled up skirt exposing her ass to her
white heeled feet. He grinned. "Get on the couch." He held out
one beefy hand to her. Grace's small white hand slipped into his.
She had never felt such strength from a man before as he pulled
her to her feet. Africa turned her around and  she climbed up
onto the couch facing the back, shivering in anticipation and
something else.... Lust!

To say that Grace had dreamed of black cock nightly was a
stretch. But ever since that night when her gloved hand had first
held Mark Anthony Black's monstrosity of a cock and afterwards
when she had seen it in all it's glory, hard and swollen as it
began ejaculating all over the carpeted floor of her friend's
house, she had dreamed of black cock. Nightly would have been an
exaggeration, but she knew she dreamed of it at least once a
week. Unless her memory was playing a trick on her and time had
made it grow in her mind, Black had been even bigger then these
boys. She remembered his cock resembling a policeman's baton,
thicker and several inches longer then any of these black boys
with their foot long cocks. Any sex dream she'd had since, every
waking fantasy whether day dreaming, masturbating, or fantasizing
during sex with her husband, it was always about Mark Anthony
Black and his big black cock. If she wasn't fantasizing about
Mark Anthony, she still fantasized about his cock. One
reoccurring, but silly dream she often had was of her husband,
but with a fourteen inch black cock jutting out from his thin
white body. Now she was finally going to experience something
akin to the sex fantasies that had filled her mind for the last
eighteen years.

As Grace kneeled there in anticipation, her mind was once again
filled with the horror of her situation. Poor Faith was pushed
forwards on the couch beside her. It wasn't Bullets that had
pushed her though. It was Do-rag. The black thug's cock was
rampant and slick with Hope's saliva. He never hesitated as he
lined his monster cock up with Faith's pussy, pulled the pink
panty aside, and pushed his cock against her pussy. Grace watched
the huge cock head push against Faith's swollen labia and then
the golf ball sized head slipped inside her daughter. Inch after
inch of the dark black shaft disappeared to until the black man's
giant balls slapped against Faith's thigh. Faith didn't have a
look of horror or disgust on her young face. Her face was
scrunched up, her eyes rolled up, her mouth open as if she was
receiving extreme pleasure.

Grace tensed up as she felt Africa's big knobby cock head pushing
against her own pussy. A squeal from behind distracted her. She
turned from looking at Faith to looking over her other shoulder.
Hope was kneeling in her father's brown recliner while Bullets
leaned over her. His cock sliding in and out of Hope's formerly
virgin pussy. These black men weren't taking no for an answer and
all Grace could do was pray that neither of the twins nor herself
ended up pregnant. Though none  of the Taylor family believed in
abortion, Grace wouldn't have any problem getting the morning
after pill to stop the Taylor girls from getting pregnant by a
black man.

Grace felt her entire labia start to push inside her. Her pussy
stretched under the pressure, slowly stretching, slowly opening,
and Africa's huge black cock head slowly pushed it's way into
her. Africa worked the big cock head in and out, letting her
juices lubricate the end of his shaft before pushing it deeper.
"Aaaahhh!" she groaned as her darkest fantasies slowly became a
reality.

"Ugh, dis is one tight white pussy," grunted Africa as he worked
his cock in deeper. "The Pastor must have a little pencil dick."

"Fuck you, you black bastard," grunted Grace, using words she's
never used in her life.

"No, fuck you and I am," laughed Africa.

The others laughed too. Grace looked up at one of the laughs.
Sideways Cap was still filming, getting a close up of Africa's
cock breaking in her pussy to black cock. She wondered if it
would ever return to normal. Africa had been right, Frank did
have a small thin penis, nothing compared to the thick slab of
dark meat working it's way in and out of her pussy, going deeper
with each thrust. Africa's black cock was already inches deeper
then her husband could ever go. Dormant nerve endings were
starting to awaken. Her pussy was reacting to the black invader.
It was squeezing down over every inch of his shaft, hugging it
tightly. Spasms rocked her vagina, trying to hold Africa's shaft,
trying to pull his cock in deeper. Her pussy wanted to be fucked
by a cock, by this big cock, by this big black cock. Grace
couldn't help herself. She threw her head back and moaned.
"Aaaahhhh!"

Africa pulled back until perhaps a third of his cock was inside
her. He held it still, neither pushing it deeper or pulling it
out. Grace shook her head. She had to fight it. She couldn't give
in, but her body wouldn't listen. Her hands pushed against the
back of her couch, forcing her back onto his cock. "Oooh ungh
aaahhh," she moaned as his cock buried it's way deeper in her
pussy. Still he held still and Grace found herself leaning
forwards and pushing back. She was now the one fucking him.

PICTURE 4

Grace had never felt so stuffed or felt such pleasure from sex.
She tried to fight it. She didn't want to give the black man the
pleasure of knowing that he had gotten her off. He already knew
she was enjoying it. The stirring had started again. An orgasm
was growing, but luckily she was again distracted before she
could give in. Bullets was leading Hope over to the back of the
couch. He pushed her daughter down over the back so that her head
was in the cushion seat.

Bullets monster cock was swollen and slick with Hope's juices.
The end of the huge shaft hovered before her head for half a
minute, bobbing hypnotically, reminding her a lot of Coach
Black's cock only not quite as long. Bullets grinned evilly and
brought the huge cock head up to her lips. Grace held her mouth
tightly closed, but a hard thrust from the black cock buried in
her pussy, had her moaning and Bullet's cock slipped inside her
open mouth. He worked the first few inches of his shaft around
her mouth for a minute, letting her taste her daughter's juices
on it before pulling it back out. He stepped sideways and within
seconds, the huge shaft was disappearing in Hope's pussy again.

Do-rag pulled out of Faith and led her to the back of the couch
too. He didn't waste any time slipping his cock back inside
Faith. Her daughter letting out a loud squeal as he started
fucking her again. Grace now found herself getting fucked from
behind while staring at the two black men slowly fucking her
daughters on either side of her. The horror of the situation had
the stirrings of pleasure gone again. These black men weren't
going to make her orgasm.

Sideways Cap was on the end of the couch filming the action. He
looked up from the phone long enough to say to Africa," Why don't
you take her back there and play mommy in the middle?"

Africa began slowly withdrawing his cock and her body continued
betraying her. Her pussy clamped down hard around it, trying not
to let it his big black cock escape. "Bitch's pussy doesn't want
to let go," said Africa laughing, but his massive cock came free
with a plop and Grace found herself being led over to join the
twins. Grace was thrown over the back of the couch and Africa
slowly pushed his cock back inside. "Damn! Mom's pussy sure is
tight," he grunted again.

"Let me try dat pussy," said Do-rag.

"AH!" gasped Grace as Africa quickly yanked his cock out. "Ungh!"
she grunted as Do-rag slowly pushed his in.

"Dayumn! You sure ain't lying," said Do-rag working his cock
around.

"I want some pussy," said Sideways cap.

Grace grunted and moaned again as Do-rag removed his cock and
Sideways Cap pushed his black monster into her. Grace's head was
repeatedly forced into the couch's cushion as Sideways Cap fucked
her hard intent on getting off fast. She managed to look up over
her shoulder. The bastard was still filming her. The cell phone
was aimed down at his cock rapidly fucking her.

"Oh FUCK!," groaned Faith on Grace's left. "Gonna CUM."

"Fight it honey," whispered Grace to her daughter. Grace was
fighting her own impending orgasm.

"Me too!" squealed Hope.

Grace reached out her hands and grabbed both her daughter's
hands. Mom and daughters held each other's hands while the three
black men pounded them from behind. "Be strong," said Grace
unconvincingly to her daughters.

"Can't," grunted Faith. "I need to cum so bad."

"No," Grace whispered.

"Oh god," groaned Hope. "Fuck me. Fuck me. Give me that big black
cock."

"No," Grace said again.

"I'm cumming!" screamed both the Taylor daughters.

"No," said Grace sobbing and wishing she'd wake up from this
nightmare.

"Black cocks are so good," moaned Hope, sounding completely
satisfied.

"Nothing but big black cocks for me from now on," added Faith.

"Stop it," growled Grace. Her own pussy was radiating waves of
pleasure. The beleaguered mother's face was scrunched up trying
to fight the incredible pleasure the black idiot with the
sideways cap was giving her.

"Give in mom," said Hope, squeezing her hand. "Dad can't fuck you
like this."

"Give in. You won't regret it," added Faith, also squeezing her
hand. "You're getting fucked by a real man now."

"No," moaned Grace. The pleasure radiating out of her contracting
pussy was too much. Even the horror of hearing her daughters talk
like sluts couldn't suppress the pleasure she was feeling.
Sideways Cap was pounding her at a pace that would have made her
husband ejaculate long ago. "Yes," she whispered.

"Cum mom," said Faith, grinning evilly.

"Yes cum," said Hope.

"Cum cum cum cum," said the twins chanting.

"OH GOD!" Grace threw her head back. "FUCK ME! Aaahhh!" Grace's
pussy clamped down around the big cock and exploded in orgasm.
The strength of her orgasm caught her off guard. Grace hadn't cum
in over ten years and never this powerfully.

"Shit! Dis pussy is milkin my balls. Here it cums bitch."
Sideways cap started picking up his already fast pace.

"Pull it out," she begged, still feeling the effects of her own
orgasm.

"No way," said Sideways Cap. He slammed his cock forwards so hard
his heavy testicles slapped her thighs leaving a welt while his
big cock head pushed through her cervix and shot it's first load.

Grace wasn't on birth control. She and Frank practiced the rhythm
method during sex. Her husband would pull out at the last minute
and ejaculate a few drops of semen in her pubic hair before
collapsing on her. It had been over eighteen years since she'd
felt a man ejaculate inside her. The second the first strong jet
of black sperm struck her womb all worries of pregnancy left her
mind as an amazing thing happened. Grace started cumming again.
Her first orgasm had been the biggest of her life and this one
was even bigger. As each spurt of his cock filled her womb with
more of his seed, her orgasm grew until Grace nearly passed out
from the pleasure.

"There, I think I filled up dat pussy good," said Sideways cap.
He yanked his big spent cock out of her. A torrent of semen
followed the receding cock, pouring out of her pussy in a steady
stream.

Grace looked up groggily. The man who had just fucked her was
walking around the front of the couch, filming the action again.
His cock was spent now, soft, but still swollen as it swung
between his thighs. I can't believe I just took that monster,"
thought Grace amazed and impressed with herself.

Bullets had been standing aside while Sideways Cap had his way
with her. "My turn," said Bullets. He moved around behind her and
she felt another big cock head pressing against her pussy. "Ya
sure left a fucking mess in this pussy, Tony," said Bullets.

"Just breaking it in for ya bro," said Sideways Cap/Tony.

Bullets didn't fuck her as hard as Tony had, but he kept a strong
steady pace that a young teen his age shouldn't have stamina to
handle. Grace found herself moaning again as Bullets' cock felt
just as good as Tony's had. On her left Do-rag was fucking the
hell out of poor Faith who was biting her knuckle to keep from
loudly screaming out her joy. On her right, Hope was arching her
back, pushing herself back into the mighty thrusts from Africa's
cock. Her breasts had popped free of the red halter and were
thrust upwards, nipples pointy and hard with arousal. Africa's
strong arms were wrapped around her neck and a wedding ring
glistened on one of his fingers. Ohhs and Ahhs filled the room as
the three Taylor women moaned in pleasure each cumming multiple
times over the next ten minutes.

Do-rag came first. He buried his cock in Faith and she screamed
as his spurting cock triggered a huge orgasm. He held his cock
still letting the cum drain from his balls before slowly
withdrawing it and walking over to the brown comfy chair. He sat
down heavily, his huge cock dangling down over the cushion like a
spoiled blackened banana. Faith tried to push herself off the
couch, but he said, "Don't move. Keep that pussy elevated and let
my boys do their job."  Faith nodded and slid forwards until her
head rested on the cushion, keeping her pussy up and full of his
sperm.

Grace jumped as a loud moan of pleasure came from Hope. Africa
was squeezing her ass cheeks and had just shot his first load.
Unlike, Tony and Do-rag, he didn't hold his cock buried, he kept
fucking Hope's pussy while he came. When Africa was finished, he
yanked his cock out with a loud manly grunt and stepped around
the front of the couch. His cock hadn't deflated yet, rampant and
swollen, it rivaled Coach Black's cock in size.

PICTURE 5 THE SPERM BONG

Hope didn't stay bent over the back of the couch. She slipped off
and walked over in front of her mom. Sperm dripped from her
overflowing pussy. Hope fell to her knees and crawled on all
fours over to Do-rag. Her tongue flickered out and started
licking his cock. It stiffened rapidly, going from limp swaying
banana, to hard black sausage in less then a minute. Hope ran her
lips up to the tip and quickly engulfed the monster. Soon her
head was bobbing in his lap.

Bullets came. His strong thrusts forced Grace's arms to collapse
and she fell face first into the cushion. Her resulting orgasm
rivaled the first immense one's she'd had with his brother. As
she slowly recovered, Grace found her ass was still thrust up in
the air with Bullet's cock still filling her pussy. It had gone
limp, but he was letting it plug up her pussy to keep his sperm
inside her. She wondered if they were trying to get them
pregnant.

Faith had finally moved off the couch. She walked bowlegged over
to Africa, kneeled and took his still rampant cock in her mouth.
Unlike the others, Africa's had never gone limp. Soon Faith was
deep throating it and kneading his big balls. Both her daughter's
skill at sucking these huge cocks left no room for doubt that
this wasn't the first time.

Grace stumbled to her feet. She moved around the couch staring
aghast at her living room. The floor was littered with sex toys
and pools of sperm. One of her daughter's had her head buried in
the lap of a black thug sitting in her father's favorite comfy
chair. Her other daughter now had a cock in each hand, Bullets'
and Do-rag's and she was alternating sucking on them both. Worse,
another black man with a sideways cap on his head and an idiot
grin on his face was recording the entire scene on his cell
phone. Tony looked over at her and saw she was the only one not
doing anything. He strolled over and placed one strong hand on
her shoulder. The pressure grew until Grace found herself falling
to her knees before Tony's rapidly rising cock. He held the cell
phone down aimed at her head and his growing cock. "Lets see if
you suck black cock as well as your daughters," said Tony.

Grace held her lips tightly closed as Tony swung his huge cock
towards her mouth. The hard plum sized head whacked her on the
cheek and then slid over to her lips leaving a trail of precum
behind it. He grabbed the base of his shaft and pressed the head
down hard on her lips. Grace Taylor had never sucked a man's
penis and never would, especially a black man and especially a
black man with a cock still covered in her pussy juices and bits
of semen. Up until earlier when Bullets had shoved his cock in
her mouth briefly, jerking off Black in the closet when she was a
teen had been the closest a penis had ever come to her mouth.
Grace got tired of his constant probing against her lips. She
opened her mouth to say, "STOP!", but before the words came out
of her mouth, Tony had pushed his cock head between her lips.

Grace closed her eyes as the massive end of Tony's cock filled
her mouth. He moved it around a little, trying to coat it with
her saliva. She could hear sucking sounds nearby as well as moans
of pleasure and not just from the black men either. The twins
were moaning their contentment as they stroked and sucked their
own black cocks. Grace let her tongue tease the underside and
then flicker up over the pee slit. For close to a minute she
began to understand why her daughter seemed to be enjoying this
heinous act of oral sodomy. Grace could feel the heat from the
big cock head in her mouth, she could feel the strong pulse of
blood filling the head and flowing through the dark blue black
veins that crisscrossed the big cock. Grace sensed the pleasure
she was giving him. It felt rewarding, natural even to pleasure a
man this way. She may even have started to enjoy it, but Tony was
too eager. He grabbed her head with one hand while filming his
cock disappearing into her mouth. Having a cock head the size of
a golf ball shoved down your throat was too much for the
inexperienced mother. She grabbed Tony's hips and pushed back. He
wouldn't relent though and seemed intent on burying his cock in
her mouth up to the pubic hair. Grace did the only thing she
could think of to make him stop. She bit slowly down on the shaft
just under the head.

"SHIT!" screamed Tony, freezing. He took the hint. The second her
teeth relaxed, he withdrew his cock from her mouth.

"What is it?" asked Bullets. His hands were on Faith's head,
holding it still while he shoved his long cock in and out of her
mouth.

"Bitch bit me, bro" complained Tony. "What gives?"

Grace wiped the back of her hand across her mouth before
answering him. "I don't do that," she replied defiantly. "The
thought of a black man cumming in my mouth is disgusting." Grace
crinkled up her lovely face at the thought and for a moment it
appeared she might retch.

Bullets and Tony looked angrily at Grace, but then a smile slowly
spread across Bullets face. "You girls still have the beer bong
you brought to the after game party last week?" he asked the
twins.

"Yep, it's in our room," said Faith, returning her lips to his
cock the second the words left her mouth.

"Hope, why don't you run along and get it," said Bullets to
Faith's sister. He was too selfish to ask Faith to do it since
she was sucking his cock.

Hope had her big tits wrapped around Africa's cock as he sat in
the comfy chair. Her lips were on the big cock head as she titty
fucked his shaft. "Be right back," she told Africa kissing his
cock head before climbing to her feet. She pulled the top back
down over her breasts and fled up the stairs.

Grace frowned, wondering what was going on. Her daughters didn't
drink alcohol and they didn't go to parties. They had a sleep
over/ study party at some friends homes last week. Hope returned
down the stairs a few minutes later holding the plastic funnel
and tube of a beer bong. Grace had seen one before at a party
when she was a teen, but had never used one. "Here you go Mark,"
said Hope, tossing him the beer bong. Hope kneeled back before
Africa who was slowly stroking his cock to maintain it's
erection. Hope took the cock back in her mouth and started
sucking it.

So Bullets name was Mark, thought Grace and Sideways Cap was his
brother Tony. Mark and Tony. Mark and Tony... Mark Anthony!
"You're Coach Black's sons!" she exclaimed in shock.

"That's right," said Tony.

"Yep," added Mark. "Dad told us you was one of his oldest and
dearest friends." He laughed.

"Oh my god," muttered Grace in horror. This break in. Their
forcing her daughters to put on a sex show for them. The heinous
sex acts the Taylor women were forced to do to each other and the
four blacks. This was all Grace's fault. The boys knew what she
had done to their father all those years ago. This was about
revenge!

"Here it cums bitch," said Mark looking down at Faith. "Don't
swallow." Faith shook her head in protest like she wanted to
swallow the man's filthy seed. Her daughter even seemed to be
bobbing her head faster. "Cumming slut," he growled. "Hold it in
yo mouth."

Grace watched as Faith's cheeks bulged out and deflated as she
gulped. Her daughter had just swallowed a big load. Her cheeks
bulged out again, but this time Faith didn't swallow. Her cheeks
swelled and sperm started dribbling down her chin. Mark slowly
pulled the end of his cock from her mouth. The monster shaft was
still bucking, still pumping semen into Faith's full mouth. As
the big cock head sprang free, it shot one last wad across her
face. Mark bent down and held the red funnel under Faith's head.
"Spit it out, girl," he told her. Faith leaned forward and spit
up all the sperm in her mouth filling the red funnel. He held it
up with the white tube bent in a U shape and pointing upwards so
that it wouldn't spill. Grace was awed by the sheer volume of
semen in the tube. There was at least half a can's worth of white
sperm in the beer bong and Faith had even swallowed his first
larger load. These men's loads matched their big balls.

"Gawd damn!" groaned Africa. Hope was still sucking the tip of
his cock while squeezing the shaft between her milky white
breasts. "Cumming!"

"Don't swallow," ordered Mark.

Grace watched as he brought the beer bong down by Hope's bobbing
head. Her cheeks swelled. She pulled back and spit up Africa's
semen into the red funnel. The black's still spurting cock shot a
large wad on the side of her face before she took his cock back
in her mouth. Her cheeks swelled again and she once again pulled
back and spit his sperm up into the red funnel. Hope then turned
back to the spent cock. She jerked off the shaft, letting some
remaining drops fall on her tongue. Hope leaned her head back and
appeared to be rolling his sperm around on her tongue before
swallowing it down with a quiet moan of pleasure as she enjoyed
the taste.

Mark held the beer bong up. His thumb was over the tubular end.
Semen now filled the entire white tube and welled up into the
bottom of the funnel. He walked over to where she was still
kneeling on the floor after nipping at Africa`s cock. "Open up,"
he said. Grace shook her head. "Open up or else," said Mark.

Grace reared back, still shaking her head. Her face scrunched up
in distaste. "Or else what?" she asked.

"Or else we keep fucking you three until you're pregnant. Or else
I shove my cock up your ass. Or else every member of your
husband's church gets copies of you and your daughter's begging
us to fuck you. Or else..."

"I get it," said Grace opening her mouth. Mark removed his thumb
and shoved the end of the tube in her mouth. A little of the
man's vile seed squirted into her mouth before she managed to
clamp her tongue over the end to stop the flow. Mark held the
funnel up above her head.  Grace still refused to move her tongue
and let the two black men's seed flow into her mouth. She looked
around her. Faith was now kneeling sideways in her father's comfy
chair sucking Do-rag. Do-rag had his hands wrapped in her pony
tails and was fucking her face. Hope was now sucking Tony.  He
was sitting back on the couch, still filming with his camera.
Hope was kneeling at his feet, sucking his cock as fast as her
head could bob. Her hand was massaging his balls. He grunted and
jumped a little.

Hope slowly stood and turned towards her mother. Hope's cheeks
were bulging and sperm dribbled out down her chin. She walked
over to them and took the bong from Mark's hand.  Hope leaned
forwards and spit out the large volume of semen in her mouth just
as Do rag began filling Faith's mouth behind them. A moment
later, Hope was passing the funnel over to her sister who spit up
Do-rag's sperm into the bong. The combined semen on the floor
black men now filled the beer bong nearly to the rim. "Swallow
it, mom," said Faith, still holding the funnel above Grace's
head.

Hope kneeled at her mother's side. "Yes, swallow it," she
whispered.

"Swallow, swallow, swallow, swallow," chanted the twins, Do-rag
and Mark joining in and chanting too.

"Try it, you'll like it," said Hope, breaking off from chanting.
"I love the taste of black seed." Hope went back to chanting.

Grace closed her eyes. She could taste the small amount that had
squirted in her mouth. She could taste the semen touching the
taste buds of her tongue where she held it tightly against the
tubular opening. Her taste buds tingled. It did taste good.
Fingers suddenly pinched her nose. Grace opened her eyes,
startled. Hope had leaned over and pinched her nose to force the
issue. Grace shook her head, fighting to breathe. Finally, she
gave in. The beleaguered mother, relaxed her throat and removed
her tongue.

Semen flowed quickly down her throat. She kept her throat
relaxed, watching in amazement at how quickly the beer bong
drained. The top of the semen quickly drained from the red
funnel, entering the tube and traveling rapidly towards her
mouth. She choked just before swallowing the last of it. The last
bit filled her mouth, some spilling out between her lips. It did
taste good. She gulped it down, enjoying it, but coughing and
choking a little. There was laughter around her.

PICTURE OF GRACE SITTING ON THE FLOOR LEANING BACK ON THE
RECLINER, HANDS HOLDING HER BELLY. HOPE AND FAITH ARE GETTING
DP'D ON EITHER SIDE OF HER. HOPE IS ON ALL FOURS GETTING FUCKED
BY MARK AND SUCKING TONY. FAITH IS SITTING ON DO-RAGS LAP FUCKING
HIM WHILE AFRICA TAKES HER ASS.


Grace crawled to the sofa and leaned herself against it. She felt
a little sick, not from disgust, but from swallowing so much. She
cupped her swollen distended stomach. She could feel sperm
sloshing around inside it. Her underwear was still askew and
pulled to the side. As she cupped her abdomen, her finger pressed
against her clit.

Do-rag walked past her and sat down on the couch to her left. His
pants were off, but he wore a white shirt and white socks as well
as his shades. He took his limp cock in hand and started tugging
on the end. Grace watched it from the corner of her eye. She
watched it grow. She watched the big balls hanging beneath it.
Even after experiencing these big black cocks for herself, their
size and power still amazed her. These men had all cum two or
three times in the last hour and all four of their cocks were
half erect as if they couldn't make up their mind on turning hard
or soft.

"Yo bitch," said Do-rag. "Come get up on dis." His hand moved
down to the base of his cock and held it out and upward.

Faith walked over to him and straddled his lap. She pulled her
underwear aside as she slowly lowered herself over his big cock.
"Fill me up stud, give me some of that black dick," whispered her
slut of a daughter. Faith moaned like a cat in heat as Do-rag
took her nipple between his lips and sucked it deep in his mouth.
Faith ground her pussy into the root of his cock feeling him
fully inside her.

Grace's attention was diverted away from Faith as Hope and
Sideways Cap/Tony moved on her right. Hope was on her knees
licking his balls and jerking his cock off. Tony was shuffling as
he moved with his pants around his ankles. "I think this is my
second favorite cock in the whole world," said Hope, licking her
tongue up the long shaft and twirling it around his cock head.
She pursed her lips and kissed the very end of his cock. "After
your father's, of course," she told him, before engulfing half
his cock down her throat.

Grace watched in horror as her cock crazed daughter pushed on
Tony's thighs, forcing him to step backward until he sat heavily
down on the couch. The implications of what Hope had said hit her
like a ton of bricks. Hope had seen Coach Black's cock! Had she
sucked that black skinned snake? Had she fucked her teacher,
someone old enough to be her father? Hope greedily swallowed all
of Tony's cock down her throat.

"Ass time," said Africa. A little bottle of lubricant had been
resting in the pile of sex toys. Africa picked it up and squeezed
the tube along the entire length of his giant cock. Africa had
the biggest blackest cock of the foursome. Grace watched in
fascination as his cock turned slick with the lubrication. What
did he mean by `ass time', she wondered.  The giant black man
walked past her and up to where Faith was still slowly riding
Do-rag's cock on the couch. Do-rag pulled Faith all the way down
in his lap and held her still while Africa guided his cock
towards Faith's tight little rectum.

"NO!" screamed Grace watching in horror as the huge cock head
rested on Faith's puckered rosebud. Africa paused and looked at
the beleaguered mother. "Please don't. Not that. Please don't
sodomize my daughter," she begged, but the black man just grinned
and started pressing down hard with his cock. "You'll rip her in
two with that monster." Grace was dismayed to see that the black
man had no intention of stopping.

The angle wasn't right for Grace to see his cock enter Faith's
ass, but the plum sized cock head slowly disappeared behind
Faith's butt cheek along with several inches of the thick shaft.
She did have a good view of Faith's face. Her daughter was
sucking her lower lip into her mouth, face scrunched up with
concentration. Her mouth opened and Grace winced expecting to
hear her daughter scream in pain, but all that came from Faith's
mouth was a long drawn out, "Yyyeeesss!"

"Ya gots a tight ass, girl," growled Africa. He was slowly
fucking Faith's ass now with what looked like at least nine
inches of that huge dark black cock.

"Your cocks feel so good," purred Faith. "Fuck me. Fuck my white
pussy. Fuck my tight white ass."

"Ya gots it girl," said Africa.

"YYYEEESSS!" But this cry came from Hope, not Faith. Grace turned
to look the other way. Hope was on the couch now still sucking
Tony while his brother Mark had come up and started fucking her
from behind. Mark had one foot on the couch and one on the floor.
He slowly started fucking her while Hope continued slobbering all
over Tony's cock.

Grace found herself stuck between her two daughters, each getting
double penetrated by black men. Faith was getting fucked by two
thugs, one in her pussy, and one in her ass, while Hope was with
the two Black brothers, one cock in her mouth and one in her
pussy. Grace didn't know where to look. Her head kept turning
looking at a sex scene so dirty and filthy that her mind couldn't
have conceived of it two hours ago. Just as Faith screamed out in
orgasmic joy, Grace would hear Hope's moan of pleasure, her voice
muffled by the cock down her throat.

Grace's hand was still cradling her swollen belly. The finger
still touching her clit. Her finger started teasing her clit,
circling it, flickering over her swollen clitoris. Grace started
moaning in time with her daughters. Her finger slid down to her
slit, feeling her soaked labia, slipping between her pussy lips.
Grace fingered herself, her head still turning from daughter to
daughter to see which one was getting the most pleasure and she
couldn't tell.

Do-rag grunted and Grace turned to look at Faith. Her daughter's
head was thrown back as she came. "Fill my womb, stud," cried
Faith, cumming all over the big cock. Grace came too, her finger
working faster in and out of her pussy.

There was a spitting gurgle to her right and Grace turned in the
other direction to see sperm dribbling out of Hope's mouth.
Hope's throat was gulping, swallowing the big load. Tony's cock
plopped from her mouth and Hope reared back swallowing a mouthful
of his seed. Her tongue came out to lick up all the semen around
her lips. "So tasty," she mewled with pleasure. Grace came again
or was still cumming, but she couldn't tell.

"Here it cums, ho," grunted Africa. Grace turned back to Faith.
She was still sitting in Do-rag's lap, but was no longer
bouncing. Do-rag was holding her still while Africa pumped his
cock in and out of her ass as fast as he could. He slammed it
forward and held it there while he grunted. Faith came again
while he filled her bowels with sperm and Grace came watching
them.

"CCUUMMMMIINNGG!"

That was from Hope. Mark was slapping his cock into her with
short hard thrusts. White sperm was dripping down his balls.
Grace was still cumming as she watched Mark's sperm dripping from
Hope's pussy and on the sides of her nice couch to splatter on
her carpet. Mark pulled his cock out, it was spent and limp, but
still swollen and a foot long.

Grace sat there while the four black men shuffled away or moved
the twins off them so that they could stand up off the couch.
They found their pants and shoes. Grace felt a pang of sorrow as
one by one their huge cocks disappeared from her view. Grace
slowly rose off the floor. She straightened her top and skirt,
adjusting her underwear back to cover her up. Trying to muster up
some dignity, she strode towards her front door and pulled it
open. "Get out," she told the four black men.

"Alright," chuckled Mark, the other three laughing too. "But
we'll be back."

"I don't think so," said Grace, knowing that deep down, she
wanted more black cock, lots more. "And don't forget to take
those disgusting things with you." Grace waved her hands at the
sex toys littering the floor.

Tony glanced in the direction she was pointing. "Those ain't
ours."

"They ain't... aren't?" she asked.

"Fuck no. Don't need a fake cock when you got your own real one."
Tony grabbed his bulge and squeezed. "But when the Taylor twins
invite you over for a sex show and tell ya to bring some friends,
you do it. Ya know what I'm saying? Deon just got out of prison
and been wanting to try some white pussy." Tony pointed at Africa
who winked and walked past them, through the door. The other
three black men followed him while Grace held the door open,
staring off into space in a state of shock.

SLAPPING PICTURE

Hope and Faith ran out the door in their skimpy workout
underwear. Faith threw her arms around Tony, they embraced,
kissing each other deeply. Hope did the same to Mark. Faith broke
off and went over to Do-rag and Africa. "Nice meeting you," she
told them, kissing each of them in turn. Both her daughters
passionately kissed all four black men, standing and waving bye
as the black men left. Several neighbors walked past, staring in
surprise at two blonde twins waving in their underwear on the
Taylor front lawn. After the black men had left, the smiling and
happy twins walked back inside the house and past their shocked
mother.

Grace slowly shut the door. She mustered her strength as she
turned to face her daughters. "Just what the hell is going..." 
SLAP! Grace wheeled back from the blow as Hope slapped her across
the face. Her hand came up to her stinging cheek. It had been a
hard blow. She had never spanked the girls when they were kids,
but had slapped them when they misbehaved. "What was that for?"
she gasped.

"That was for not letting us date black boys," said Hope, shaking
her finger at her mother. Hope turned and walked over to the pile
of sex toys. She picked up the strap on dildo. The one with the
huge black cock sticking out of it.

Grace walked towards Faith while Hope tied the strap on around
her waist. Soon she had an obscenely large black cock sticking
out from her crotch. "Faith, honey," she pleaded. "Tell me,
what's going..." SLAP! Grace stumbled back from the blow looking
at her daughter in shock.

"And that's for teasing Coach Black," yelled Faith, looking truly
angry with her mom.

Hope took her mom's arm and started guiding her towards the
stairs while Faith walked over to the pile of sex toys and picked
up the huge black rubber dildo from the pile. Hope came up and
grabbed her other arm. The two twins led their stunned mother up
the stairs and explained to her what had happened.

"Six months ago, Coach Black had us meet him in the gym wanting
to know why we wouldn't go out with his sons," said Faith.

"He asked if we were racist," added Hope. They arrived at the
master bedroom door and opened it.

"I felt so ashamed to be called a racist," said Faith. "I told
him it wasn't me or Hope, but our parents that were racists."

"Then his took his cock out," said Hope, guiding her mom into the
bedroom and removing the white jacket from her mom's shoulders.
Faith lifted the white top off her mother after that. "His cock
was bigger then this." Hope took her mom's wrist and guided it
over to the huge dildo sticking out from her panty. Grace touched
it, stroked it, feeling it's size and thickness. "He told us to
touch his cock, to prove we weren't racist."

"What did you do?"  asked Grace.

"The same thing you're doing," said Faith.

Grace looked down at her hand stroking the black strap on,
running up and down the shaft like it was the real thing.

"We both touched it, stroked it," said Faith.

"He had us kiss the head," said Hope. "He told us that you had
held his cock, jerked him off. Promised him you'd suck it and
fuck him. He said you were a lying bitch and a tease."

"I felt bad for him, so I started sucking his cock," said Faith.

"So did I and it's the first thing Faith didn't want to share
with me," said Hope. "But she did." Hope removed her red bra and
stood before her mother, naked, but for the dildo over her panty.
Faith was naked too as she pulled Grace's skirt off. The twins
had always shared everything as children and teens. Now they had
shared a black cock.

"Jesus, but that man can cum," said Faith, kneeling and pulling
her mom's underwear down.

"I know," whispered Grace, remembering the flood of sperm blowing
from Mark Anthony Black's cock as he jerked himself off so many
years ago.

"His cock stayed hard," said Hope. "He had us strip and then he
made me a woman right on the floor of the gym."

"Me too," said Faith. "He took turns with each of us. It hurt at
first, but soon the pain was gone and the pleasure replaced it."

"I've never felt anything so good," said Hope. "He had me lie
down on Faith so that he only had to move his cock a couple
inches up or down to switch from fucking either of us."

"He had us kiss too," giggled Faith.

"That day changed my life. I knew what I wanted from then on."
Hope smiled and stared of into space.

"I wanted to fuck black men," said Faith. "Lots of black men."

"And you will too, mom," said Hope, guiding her mom to the bed
and positioning her on all fours. "Just as soon as Coach Black
gets his cock in you."

Mark Anthony is coming here?" asked Grace in surprise. "AAHH!"
she moaned as Hope inserted the dildo into her pussy and began
slowly fucking her mother. It felt good, real good, almost as
good as the real thing had earlier, but the plastic was cold and
not pulsing with life. Nor would there be a reward of hot sperm
at the end, but she could see why her slut daughters may have
used such toys on each other when there were no black men around
to take care of them.

"Oh yes, mother," said Faith. "He got all excited when we told
him dad would be gone all weekend." "He's on his way now," said
Hope as she slowly fucked her mother. Hope slammed her hips
forwards, burying the dildo. Grace gasped in surprise and
pleasure. "You like that, bitch? You like it when I fuck you with
my black cock," growled Hope, sounding like someone off the
streets."

"Yes," whispered Grace into her pillow. It was all clear now. Her
daughters had known she was getting off work early to spend the
afternoon with them. They had invited the boys over, knowing that
their mom would come home to catch them. "Fuck me," she told
Hope. Her daughter started fucking her hard, her motions as good
as any man and Grace knew that Hope and Faith had used the strap
on with each other many times. Grace looked out across the
pillows towards her husband's side of the bed. "I'm cumming," she
whispered as her daughter got her off. Her husband had made love
to her last night and it was nothing compared to the rough
fucking of the black men or even her daughter's skill with the
strap on. Frank hadn't made her cum in ten years and even then
those orgasms had been weak and unrewarding. "Yes," she hissed.
Grace forced her head off the pillow and onto all fours. Her body
started fucking back at her daughter's thrusting cock. "Fuck me
Hope. Fuck your mommy good."

"Sorry mom," said Hope. "Coach Black wanted me to break your ass
in for him." Hope slowly pulled back on the dildo until it sprang
free and then she guided it up to her mother's asshole. Grace
winced in pain as the golf ball sized head of the dildo pressed
down on her anus and slowly forced it open.

There was pain at first and then pleasure, nothing but amazing
intense pleasure. Hope continued fucking her ass while Faith
began working the rubbery black dildo in her mom's pussy. Grace
got her first taste of what being double penetrated would feel
like and she liked it, she liked it a lot. It was something she'd
want in the future from a pair of real cocks. And if she had one
in her ass and pussy at the same time, why not another black cock
in her mouth?

The twins fucked their mother on the bed for a good twenty
minutes, Grace cumming several more times. There was no sign that
any of them wanted to stop, but a loud DING DONG echoed through
the house. "He's here," said Faith and Hope excitedly. Faith
released her dildo, leaving it buried in her mom's pussy while
Hope yanked the strap on out of her mom. Both girls leaped off
the bed.

Grace collapsed on her stomach and then rolled over on her back,
listening to the girls run down the stairs to let their visitor
inside. She pulled the dildo from her pussy and flung it on the
bed. There were heavy footsteps on the stairs, slowly climbing
them, towards a naked Grace laying on her marital bed waiting for
him.

Grace heard voices outside her bedroom door. "Get out of your
clothes, Coach." and "Let me get you ready for her, Coach." Grace
couldn't tell which off her daughter's was speaking. There was
the sounds of someone undressing and then slurping sounds outside
her door. Grace waited in nervous anticipation for several
minutes. Finally, there was a knock and her bedroom door slowly
opened.

Grace's vision was filled by an enormous black cock, hard as a
rock, fully erect, and glistening with her daughter's saliva. It
was every bit as big as she remembered, time had not exaggerated
his size. It was bigger then any of the four black men earlier by
several inches. The monster shaft bobbed as he entered the room.
Grace never took her eyes off it to look up at her old classmate.

"Hello Gracie," said Coach Black.

"Hello Mark Anthony," replied Grace, spreading her legs open for
her new master.

NEW PIC OF TWINS WORSHIPPING BLACKS COCK

Epilogue

Mark Anthony Black strolled through the Sacred Heart high school
locker-room still a little wet from his shower. He had a white
towel wrapped around his broad thighs though he could have
strolled around nude as the students were long gone. The football
coach approached the door to his office and was about to open it
when he heard a noise out in the gymnasium.

"Coooooaaach," said two female voices drawing his title out.

He grinned as he had a pretty good idea of who was out there. He
turned around and left the locker-room entering the gym. The
Taylor twins were waiting for him. Hope had stripped off her top
exposing her large full breasts. Her nipples were hard, but then
they were always aroused and hard when she saw him. Hope still
had her red uniform skirt on, but was pulling it down, exposing
her thong. Faith was leaning on her sister and was completely
nude but for her white thong. She had a water bottle in one hand
and the rubbery black dildo that he had given her in her other
hand. Both of the twins had pulled their thigh high stockings
down, but hadn't removed them or their sneakers.

"Didn't you two get enough this weekend?" asked Mark Anthony,
letting his towel fall to the gym floor. His mighty black cock
was already rising to attention.

"I'll never get enough of that monster of yours," said Hope.

"I want it all the time," added Faith, licking her lips.

"Well then, which one of you should I get to suck it first?" he
asked himself.

"C'mon Coach Black! Pretty please, let me suck it first!" said
Hope. She leaned forwards and slid her skirt and thong down her
legs.

"Don't be greedy you bitch!" said her sister. "You know I can get
more of it in my throat Coach. She can't even swallow your whole
load either." Faith ran her tongue around the head of the dildo,
teasing him.

Black chuckled. He loved how they fought over him. "Come here.
You can both suck on it."

Hope and Faith Taylor kicked off their shoes and walked naked
towards the Coach. Just the sight of their firm young bodies had
his cock stiff as a steel rod before they even reached him. Hope
got to him first by a split second. He reached out his beefy
hand, grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her lips against
his. Their tongues dueled as he felt Faith lick her tongue over
his cock. Faith had used the distraction to get the first taste
of his cock.

"Slut!" growled Hope when they stopped kissing and she looked
down to see her sister already sucking the Coach's cock.

"Get down there and help her," ordered the Coach. He moved his
strong hand up to Hope's head and pushed her down to her knees.
In a sisterly gesture, Faith removed his cock head from her mouth
and pushed his shaft over for her sister to suck.

"Sorry about yo daddy," said Mark Anthony.

"Fuck him," said Faith waiting for her turn.

Hope pulled back, wiped the saliva off her mouth and gave the
cock back to her sister. "Yeah fuck him," she said, agreeing with
her sister. "Dad was too strict."

"Yeah too strict, plus he was an asshole." Faith licked a large
glob of precum off the tip of Coach's cock. "Bigoted too." She
took the cock head in her mouth and started bobbing her head.

"A bigoted asshole." Hope ducked under her sister and licked down
his shaft to his balls.

It had been one wild weekend. The twins and his sons had done
such a good job breaking Gracie's will, that she was already his
willing slut by the time his cock even got inside her. By the
next morning after he'd fucked her twice, filled her belly with
his seed, and stretched her ass out, Grace had become an even
bigger whore then her daughters. If that were possible, thought
Black moaning as Faith greedily sucked almost his entire cock
down her throat. They'd been his sluts for six months now and
still they hadn't been able to get his entire fourteen inch cock
in their mouths, but it wasn't for lack of trying. Someday they
would succeed.

On Saturday, neither Mark Anthony, nor the three Taylor women
bothered getting dressed for breakfast, except that Hope had the
strap on tied around her hips. The erect black dildo was still
wet with Faith's pussy juice while she scrambled him some eggs.
His boys showed up after breakfast and took Gracie up to her room
where she experienced her first double penetration, both oral and
vaginal, and anal and vaginal. Coach spent a pleasant few hours
fucking Faith while her sister used the strap-on on Faith's ass.
He smiled at the memory

Faith quit sucking his cock so that she could catch her breath.
There were drawbacks to being so well hung. Few women could deep
throat him for long, but Faith used her tiny white fist to
rapidly jerk him off while she rested. "Daddy ain't coming home,
Coach," said Faith, still stroking him off while Hope came up
from his balls to take over sucking him off.

Saturday night at the Taylor house turned into an orgy. His son's
friends came by and they brought some friends. Nothing was off
limits and if there was anything that three women could do to
each other or with eight to ten black cocks that wasn't done
during the next 24 hours, Black couldn't think of what that might
be.

The orgy was still going on Sunday morning, when Grace made some
calls telling her friends that she was sick and couldn't attend
her husband's church that day and Grace was acting Deacon while
Pastor Taylor was away. The orgy was still going on, but had
slowed down when Frank Taylor got back from his convention that
night. He parked his car on the street behind several souped up
cars with tinted windows and walked up his crowded driveway
wondering if his family was throwing a party and wondering why
filthy rap music was playing so loudly that the foundations of
his home shook. The noise was louder when he opened his front
door and the smell of marijuana filled his nose when he entered
his house. Mark and Tony had told their father how confused the
white man had looked to see four black men sitting in his living
room smoking pot and drinking beer. "What's going on?" asked
Frank. Deon was sitting on the couch. He pointed his thumb up the
stairs.

Upstairs, the Coach had been half asleep, aware that one of the
women was playing with his cock. Grace was nestled in one arm,
Faith in the other. Hope was spooning her sister, she had the
black strap on around her waist. He felt his cock growing. The
women started moving, coming awake for round twelve or thirteen,
he'd lost count. The bedroom door opened and he assumed it was
one of his sons looking for some pussy or a mouth or an ass. One
of the twins said, "Hi Daddy," just before putting the head of
his cock in her mouth.

"DEAR GOD!" cried Grace sitting up.

Mark was aware that all Frank Taylor could see of him was his
huge cock sticking out from a tangle of white bodies and maybe
one black muscular arm, thigh, and foot. He sat up in bed and
looked over at the stricken husband.

"Frank, I don't know what to say," said Grace, staring aghast at
her husband.

"Grace, I... what the hell is go... girls what are you... take
that out of your mouth..." Frank looked up and stared off into
space. He was pale and looked sick. Mr. Taylor slowly turned away
from the scene in front of him. He stepped back out into the hall
and fell to his knees. Grace ran to her husband. He was clutching
his chest and breathing heavily.

Grace dropped to her knees and held her husband. "Girls, call an
ambulance."

"He's alright," said Mark Anthony walking up to the Taylors,
kneeling on the floor.

"I think he's having a heart attack," said Grace.

Mark Anthony strolled up to the kneeling man. Frank's breathing
increased as the massive black cock nearly poked him in the face.
He tried to turn his head away, but his eyes continued to stare
at a male penis that was at least eight to nine inches longer
then his own. "He'll be fine. It's only a panic attack. I've seen
it before." There was a pounding on the stairs as Mark and Tony
suddenly ran up the steps skipping two at a time. "Boys, will you
escort Mr. Taylor out of the house."

"Yeah dad," said Tony.

The Black boys each took one of Frank's arms and pulled him to
his feet. "Take him to his car. Mr. Taylor, you can come home in
the morning when I'm done with your wife and daughters." Coach
Black watched the stricken man shaking his head in denial, still
breathing heavily as his sons dragged Grace's husband downstairs
and out to his car.

Mark Anthony pulled Grace to her feet. She was still shocked and
upset, tears rolled down her cheeks, and she was sobbing, but her
sobs turned to moans when he threw her down on her marital bed
and pushed his cock back between her legs. Soon Grace was humping
back up into his thrusting cock as the multiple orgasms started
coming.

Coach Black smiled, remembering how nice and tight Grace's pussy
felt last night while her twin daughters were currently busy
sucking his cock. Hope went down on him bobbing her head over
half his cock. Faith jerked the base of his shaft with both hands
while her sister sucked him. "Daddy ain't coming home," said
Faith again.

The twins switched places again. Hope rubbing the base of his
shaft and tickling his scrotum while Faith sucked him. "Faith and
I were talking about it after you left this morning Coach," said
Hope.

"Talking about what?" he asked. His cock was swelling, getting
even bigger.

Faith gagged a little and pulled off him. She started jerking him
off along with her sister. He looked down to see the gorgeous
twins jerking off his huge shaft with both their hands each. His
cock head looked swollen like it was about to pop at any minute.

"Daddy not coming home," said Hope.

"We want you to take his place," added Faith.

"What?" he asked, groaning as the sperm welled up in his balls.

"We need a man around the house, Coach," said Hope. "A real man."

Hope and Faith pressed their cheeks together several inches from
the head of Coach's cock. It was even bigger now, an angry
purplish black color. "We think you, Mark and Anthony should move
in with us," said Faith.

His cock exploded. The first powerful wad of sperm struck both
twins in the face as did the second. They pulled back a bit and
his next wad hit their two breasts where they pushed against each
other. Faith quickly pulled his cock towards her mouth, a wad
shooting into her open mouth and another hitting both breasts.
Hope then pulled his shaft towards her, sperm splattering on her
chest and breasts. It was losing some of it's force now and she
leaned forward, piercing her lips over just the tip, her cheeks
ballooning up with sperm as she gulped it down.

"What do you say, Coach?" asked Hope, leaning back and licking
her lips.

"Yeah, what do you say, Coach," added her sister before leaning
down and licking some of his sperm off Hope's nipple.

Coach Black didn't need to think about it. He looked down at the
twins and said...

"Call me daddy."

The End.

Author's note: This story was based on several illustrations
Jaguar drew on commission. Poonnet wanted me to do a story based
on those drawings. In the process of writing the story we decided
to add some new drawings to fill it out. I can't take credit for
some of the ideas in this story. The sperm bong was an existing
picture. I have a pretty good imagination, but I would have never
come up with that one. I'm not a big fan of incestual themes. I
wouldn't have included incest into a story if the pictures hadn't
already shown it. Not that I mind. It keeps things fresh to
change things up a bit. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it. Storm