Message-ID: <63786asstr$1472555402@assm.asstr.org> X-Original-To: story-submit@asstr.org Delivered-To: story-submit@asstr.org X-Google-DKIM-Signature: v=1; a=rsa-sha256; c=relaxed/relaxed; d=1e100.net; s=20130820; h=x-gm-message-state:mime-version:from:date:message-id:subject:to; bh=0Hww5h2KI1Pi0QqE0QFU5JFhtOBDyizV4fuW8TWEji0=; b=Y+PZ6B+SLp16VqQxI/0Da1UeESDz+ocjb9BKaSty/pQKKi+zoGX+0kwmg9ET6X6b/5 ZW+swDQi+xJwSoiLvKii6zSknWrpo+yXakgyALo3uPEEIvn0hmoMRR896Gy1J0mgPX9n GNlzyrD1uujAl9MshkQ1wUauwDbXx8jqMupbxZ2Wut/XlpnQEHXn/06mqtJKKNv2Ayvs gn8nKlDgty285mSvzNvaUneQFPT7u90n4s4ixGBEIkYzX9gc/AVV1d24IgPjUUh5Ut1u TNoY9J1VvAVLPP4/bPLpOkFn8NT9Z/9zD/HsO39vWceQpNjhZz+vgz9FXuKgfS/H2Wvz txkQ== X-Gm-Message-State: AE9vXwOV+lHO6TYSYvE3ymRsyJlMM/aj2grQrcx/Pl0AwyvFWgGDlezv6Umz60zGl7GwtlQFb7FuLWYYuKor6A== X-Received: by 10.194.23.166 with SMTP id n6mr929173wjf.36.1472526706501; Mon, 29 Aug 2016 20:11:46 -0700 (PDT) From: Kenny Powers <dreamz804rva@gmail.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <CAAYPBq+h1fvrgxoTRJXSTPgUxBj1ouDSikx=xzxR6=rwTW+p3Q@mail.gmail.com> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Mon, 29 Aug 2016 23:11:45 -0400 Subject: {ASSM} Reliance Part 1 Lines: 246 Date: Tue, 30 Aug 2016 07:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr.org/Year2016/63786> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-admin@asstr.org> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@asstr.org> X-Moderator-ID: RuiJorge, dennyw Reliance By Dreamz804 This is my first story if anybody has any comments or remarks please email them dreamz804rva@gmail.com (cuck,huml,drugs) Part 1 I sat in my office looking at the notes for my next patient. I opened the bottle of pain medication that my friend Jerry has prescribed me. We went way back all the way to college when we were both studying to become doctors except that I chose to follow the route of becoming a psychiatrist instead of a general practitioner. I had recently slipped in my house and hurt my back so he had prescribed me some pretty powerful pain medication which I probably did not really need any more but continued taking them to take the edge off of the day. He was a 17-year-old African American who was having some home problems and had been sent to see me by the school. From looking at his patient history as well as notes taken by his guidance counselor at school it was a possibility that the patient could have some sort of anti-social personality disorder. I heard the door open and turned around to see a thuggish teenager whose demeanor showed an air of confidence about himself as he entered and took a seat on the couch I had put for my patients to relax on. Tre was still growing but was already taller than my 5 -(TM)8 thin build. He wore some baggy jeans and a t-shirt that although it was a plain white tee it accentuated his musculature from playing basketball around his neighborhood. We sat and spoke for a while as I would take notes on my pad about some of the things he said. He was extremely intelligent besides the fact that he was constantly in trouble. He openly spoke whatever came to his mind understanding the patient confidentiality agreement. He had recently gotten in some arguments with his mother at his house as well as spoke about the series of problems that occurred in his home life. His school life primarily consisted of skipping class and selling drugs. He was extremely charismatic as he told me all about some of the things he did in the past. Recently he had gone to a party to find some white boy that had owned him money and when the kid didn -(TM)t pay up he beat the kid up and took his shoes and wallet with the small amount of money the kid did have in it. Shortly after he had met up with his girlfriend and had intercourse with her at the party all while the boy was getting a rag for his bloody nose. His stories went on ranging from all sorts of things that mainly consisted of bullying, selling drugs, and playing basketball. I had recommended that Tre start to look for more productive activities and spoke to him about perhaps finding a job and focusing on his basketball hobby which might help to vent some of his anger away from the more negative hobbies of his. I also told him that those years he was at were vital to becoming the man he wanted to be, me saying this I felt actually made him think which was quite different from the usual apathetic ignoring that he had done for almost all of the session. I actually really enjoyed spending time around him as he had sort of an animal magnetism that made me want to be around him. We ended up going over are time limit as Tre actually really enjoyed talking about himself and was extremely cocky and a narcissist. When I had gone home that day I was greeted to my well-manicured lawn and opened the door to the sweet smell of lasagna that my wife had made. Renee was my beautiful black wife that was the stepmom to my daughter from my first marriage Becky. I was extremely happy landing such a beautiful wife who had a large perfect butt. Renee was around 5 -9 being a little taller than me but towered over me if she wore heels. Even though she was wearing her work clothes her big butt cheeks showed perfectly in her pencil skirt. I was relatively new to being in an interracial relationship but found it to be extremely satisfying as my first wife had left me and ran off with a black guy leaving me with our daughter which I was actually happy about. It almost seemed fitting that I would end up with a black wife as she went off with a black man. My 15-year-old daughter Becky was on a bit of a rebellious streak and I had seen her leaving throwing on her jacket that had fur around the hood. She had recently picked up dressing more urban wearing hoop earrings and dressing pretty provocatively for her age. My wife had owned a local restaurant that had partially managed itself so she had a lot of free time on her hands and had been recently talked about opening a second restaurant in the area. I had asked her if she would be willing to hire Tre to give him somewhat of an escape and an opportunity at getting out of the ghetto life that he had been born into as I definitely saw a lot of potential in him and talked about him to her. I went on talking about his air of confidence and him being very likable. Renee agreed to hire him as she was always in need of more good employees. Me and Tre had continued are sessions after he got a job at my wife -(TM)s restaurant. From what she said she saw all of the great things in him that I saw and quickly moved him up to be a manager and also went so far as to talk about having him take over so she could open the second restaurant which was amazing for such a young teenager. In our sessions he spoke about going after work at the restaurant to get coffee with my wife as he had started to spend more time with her. I sat in my office chair after he had left and taken another one of my pain medications which I had recently upped to a higher dose. I wasn -(TM)t sure if I should be jealous or what as my wife would come home every day talking about how great he was and how he was so natural at bossing around the white servers and bussers. We had also been on somewhat of a dry streak in the bedroom which was always kind of an issue because I was on the small side at about 5 inches hard but made up for it she said with my amazing mouth and would I could do to her with it. She was always so tired from coming home late at work and so I had started picking up her portion of the chores as well as preparing dinner when she would get home. One day when I was at the office I had gotten a call from Tre as he was upset that he recently turned 18 and his mom had kicked him out. I didn -(TM)t really think about it but quickly invited him to live at our house as it was very large, in a nice neighborhood, and both me and my wife enjoyed his company. They would often drive together to work even though Tre recently bought a new car. I had the suspicion that he still sold a little bit of drugs on the side but was leaning away from it. Tre started being a little more condescending to me as he would often throw his dirty clothes to me to do as well as ask for me to clean his room or vacuum and change the sheets. I would also clean his car and wash it partially because I loved it and it was far better than my car. On one such day I was washing his car while he was inside taking a nap when Becky had pulled up and saw me. She giggled as she saw me and headed towards the house. I could see her little white butt in her short shorts as she went to the door. She was really starting to develop as her butt filled out her shorts perfectly I thought. One weekend we were all off and even though he was underage we would still allow him to drink at the house with us. We were all sitting around drinking as Becky was out with his friends as He pulled out some coke which I was really shocked about but too high to really say anything. Renee had quickly done a line and acted like she had done it before which hadn -(TM)t really surprised me as she said she had been kind of a bad girl when she was younger. Tre wanted me to try something different as he made me a small brown line of another drug that I was unsure what it was. I had succumbed to peer pressure by him and my wife and snorted a lot of the brown powder while he and Renee had done coke. Whatever he gave me made me feel incredible but really out of it at the same time. I had lied on the couch with my head back in absolute euphoria at this feeling of the stuff he had given me. I felt completely spaced out and had heard the sound of kissing as I had looked over to see Renee and Tre making out on the couch but I was far to out of it to do anything about it. She had straddled his lap in the short dress she was wearing and I could see his hands groping her large ebony butt cheeks while she grinded against his hard dick. -How much dope did you give him? He seems really out of it. - Said my wife . I thought for a moment and remembered that dope was a nickname for heroin but laid back and didn -(TM)t even care. It felt like every part of my body was being massaged laying there on the couch. When I looked around again I had noticed they were gone. I wasn -(TM)t sure how long I was sitting there spaced out on the couch but got up as I was feeling a little more clear minded but still pretty bad. Getting up and heading to my bedroom I saw the light was on and the door was opened, I peered around the corner and was shocked at what I saw. My wife was on her knees by the bed licking and sucking the biggest cock I had ever seen. Tre wasn -(TM)t even completely hard and was already bigger than mine, when he became fully hard he was easily 9 inches long and as thick as my wrist. Tre saw me in the doorway and smirked at me a cocky grin and said I should come in and sit down on the floor. My wife turned to me and told me she hopes I wasn -(TM)t mad but it -(TM)s a onetime thing and she really had to do this. She asked me if I was ok and then looked and saw that I was extremely hard. -I always knew he was a wimp at heart - said Tre -What do you expect from a white boy? I have been dealing with his little white dick for way to long - said Renee She had gotten up and finished getting completely undressed and moved over to position her beautiful body over him and put the head to his huge cock at the entrance to her pussy. She slid her body onto it with ease which surprised me. -Ohh Goddd -- I love your cock - Renee moaned as she started to ride up and down on his cock. I could see her booty bouncing up and down on his cock. Their ebony skins together just looked like it was made to be as his cock slid in and out of her pussy. Her moans made me start feeling sick in the pit of my stomach as she begged him to go harder. I got up and left the room and went to the couch to lay down and started crying as I heard her beg Tre to bang her with his huge cock. I felt so humiliated him being so much younger than me and obviously being a far better lover than I ever hoped on being. I put on the tv trying to drowned out the noise which didn -(TM)t really work and eventually fell asleep. In the morning I could just tell things were different. It was Saturday morning and I took some of my painkillers to take my hangover away and started working on breakfast. My pills didn -(TM)t even really make me relax any more so much as just bring me back to normal. My daughter came in and grabbed some orange juice and I panicked as I forgot completely about her and realized she must have come home some time last night. She had a smirk as she looked at me and I realized she knew exactly what had happened. I put my and my wife -(TM)s breakfast at the table when she and Tre walked in and he sat down at my spot at the table and started eating the plate of food I had just laid out for me. Later on in the day he had left and I spoke to my wife about everything that happened. She said she wouldn -(TM)t do it again and was just really messed up and didn -(TM)t mean to. She gave me a little kiss on the forehead as she got up to go get herself a drink. Things went on in the house and though I was suspicious that my wife still was having sex with him it seemed to return to a little bit of normalcy. I was sitting in my office taking one of my painkillers and had called Jerry to refill them. He told me he really couldn -(TM)t anymore as he thought I was developing an addiction and that I needed to tone it down. I was sitting in my chair sweating as some little white boy whined about being bullied or something. I wasn -(TM)t really paying attention as I desperately thought about what I could do to try to get my painkillers back. When I got off work I had went and spoke to Tre and he had sold me a large amount of dope which kept me going for most of the week. I had a lot of patients making complaints as it was starting to be obvious that I was a little out of it and lost a lot of patients. One day I had ran out and was heading home early because I really needed some more and I knew Tre should be home today. I came home to the sound of bedsprings as I immediately knew what was going on. I could hear the bed banging up against the wall as he pounded away at my wife. I didn -(TM)t know what to do or how I had gotten in the state I was in now. I started to cry again as I sat on the couch not having any idea of what to do. I waited downstairs until the noises calmed down and he came down into the kitchen to grab a drink. -Hey man - he said He didn -(TM)t seem to care at all that I had heard him banging away at my wife. -Hey, I was seeing if you could sell me more of that stuff --. - I asked him -How could you do this to me? I just wanted to help you. I really don -(TM)t want you to destroy me family and upset my daughter - I said with tears in my eyes -Listen I will keep selling to you but things around here are going to change from now on. We both know that, oh and by the way I have been fucking your daughter since I moved in - he said to me. I had gotten my dope and quickly went to the bathroom to snort it. I felt so pathetic as I was completely reliant on this 18-year-old black teenager. I had no idea how much things were going to change from that point on but I realized my life was about to be flipped upside down. <1st attachment begin> <HTML removed pursuant to http://assm.asstr.org/erotica/assm/faq.html#policy> <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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