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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.
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