From nobody@REPLAY.COM Thu Aug 14 21:33:09 1997 Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-dc-2.sprintlink.net!news-east.sprintlink.net!news-dc-26.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!Sprint!netnews.com!news2.euro.net!xs4all!basement.replay.com!not-for-mail From: nobody@REPLAY.COM (Anonymous) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: The Brotherhood Files #4 Date: 15 Aug 1997 03:33:09 +0200 Organization: Replay and Company UnLimited Lines: 263 Message-ID: <5t0bkl$201@basement.replay.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: basement.replay.com Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" X-XS4ALL-Date: Fri, 15 Aug 1997 03:33:11 MET DST X-001: Replay may or may not approve of the content of this posting X-002: Report misuse of this automated service to <abuse@replay.com> X-URL: http://www.replay.com/remailer/ The Brotherhood Files #4 Three's Company! by Ars Erotica I am the Narrator. In the first installment, I explained the existence of The Brotherhood. To briefly recap, we are an underground organization of black men. We select white women fortunate enough to bear our black children, then impregnate them. Sometimes the impregnation is consensual, sometimes it is forced. Our blackest men are responsible for this awesome duty, these men are called the inseminators. Our black children are then raised in a white world, with white advantages. When they are grown, they usually leave the white world and come back to the black community, marry black, and give us advantaged black children. In this way, we have improved the lots of many blacks. Eventually, we plan to become the ruling class in this manner. Andrea Daniels came to out attention in January of 1994. She was forty and worked as a lawyer, as was her husband. Despite her age, Andrea was in excellent shape, and her medical records indicated that there was no reason why she shouldn't be able to become pregnant. Though Andrea had a fifteen-year-old daughter by a previous marriage, her current husband had had a vasectomy. It was decided that Andrea Daniels was a suitable candidate, and she was scheduled for immediate insemination. Claude Phillips was chosen to impregnate Andrea. Interestingly, Claude's wife Latika was instrumental in the insemination of Mrs. Daniels. Their story is described in case file #199023481. CASE FILE #199023481 Mother: Andrea Daniels Inseminator: Claude Phillips Report dates: February, 1994 - July, 1997 The Brotherhood has what you might call a women's auxialliary - who call themselves The Sisterhood. Our mission of siring black children on advantaged white women couldn't happen without the help of our beautiful African Queens. Our women do much of the legwork - they're the nurses who look into our candidates' medical files and tell us if they're using birth control. They're the records clerks who can tell us how expensive a house the mothers and stepfathers of our future children live in. And in the case of my wife, they're the maids who clean those houses and find out all sorts of things. Usually when we've decided that a woman will become pregnant by a black man, we settled on the method - rape, seduction, what have you. We'd decided to rape Andrea, and Latika applied for and got a job at the Daniel's mansion as a maid in the summer of 1994. She'd moved in there to do some reconnaisance work. I have to laugh when I think about that. I'm a very successful stockbroker. We've got a gorgeous penthouse in the city, and a home on the lake. It was funny as hell to see my cultured wife put on a maid's uniform and leave our Chicago apartment on Lake Shore, and head across town to work in a white woman's house. We made our plans. Mr. Daniels was scheduled to leave on a month-long trip to New York on a Friday in the last week of February. Andrea's daughter Molly stayed with her father every weekend, and would be out of the way. Latika would disable the alarm system on Saturday night, and I would 'break in', rape Andrea and take my leave. Seemed foolproof. Well, the best laid plans of mice and men, of course. However, though our plans went awry, the whole thing worked out amazingly well. Saturday night came, and at exactly 11 pm, I slipped in through the patio door, which Latika had left ajar for me. I was wearing tight black trousers, a black shirt, and a black stocking mask which showed only my eyes and mouth. I'm an extremely dark man, so I blended well with the shadows. I crept along the hallway, and then without warning, the front door opened. Shit! A young white girl came in - she was a cute little thing, petite, with long, white blond hair. At that moment, I heard a voice at the top of the stairs. "Molly dear, is that you?". A light was switched on. Mother and daughter saw me at the same moment, and screamed. Thinking quickly, I grabbed Molly and shouted (in my best black rapist' voice), "Shut up, bitches o' I's gonna kill dis'one heah!" That worked. I brandished the knife I'd brought with me, and began to drag Molly up the stairs, to where her anxious mother stood. Andrea was a damn goodlooking woman - Molly must have gotten her looks from her mother. Andrea was tall, with the same light blond hair as her daughter, and a classic shape which I could see through her negligee - hourglass, with big tits, slim waist and curvy hips. I couldn't wait to stick my dick in that. Well, matters got even more complicated. I'd been so flustered by the unexpected arrival of Molly that I'd forgotten the layout of the house and sheperded Andrea and Molly into the wrong damn room! Instead of the master bedroom, I ended up in ... you guessed it, Latika's room! My wife sat bolt upright in her bed, gave me a look that said "You fool", and then began her act. "Oh laws ... whass' going on!", she cried. "Shutcho mouf, bitch", I said to Latika. "Get up off yo fat black ass an' tek me to a room das' big enuff fer fou'". I thought Latika was going to lose it. She'd guessed what I had in mind! She led me to Andrea's bedroom. Once inside, I told all three women to get on the floor, in a row at the foot of the bed. Thank God, it was one of those curliqued iron things, with plenty of places to tie a rope to. I bound their hands to the bedstead, and then looked down at them. Three in a row. Andrea, Molly, and Latika. Andrea and Molly were sobbing hysterically, and Latika was putting on a pretty good act. "Mmm, mmm", I said. "Jus' what I likes. Vanilla an' choklitt!". "No ... please don't!" Andrea cried. "Please, don't hurt my daughter. I'll do whatever you like, just leave my little girl alone!". That was my cue. I unzipped my trousers, and out popped old Fred, standing at full attention, all twelve inches of him. "Okay bitch", I said to Andrea. "I tells you what. Ole Fred heah needs some lovin'. Iffen you can satisfy me I be happy to tek you an' leave de girl alone". Molly cried, "No mommy, don't!" "Hush dear", Andrea said to her daughter. "Yes ... take me", she said to me. I obliged her of course. I straddled Andrea's chest, first pulling up her nightgown, and stuck my cock in her face. "Lick it, ho'", I told her. She complied, eyes screwed shut she licked me like an ice cream cone. Not bad, for a white woman. I let her lick me for about ten minutes, moaning and groaning - I love that part, letting them hear me get off on raping them. Then I decided on a little twist. "Call that lickin'!" I shouted, then slapped her face. "Dammit bitch, you cain't lick for shit. I needs my pleasures, and I's gonna git it from yo kid!". "No ... No!!!" Andrea screamed. I paid her no mind as I fell on top of Molly. Using my knife I cut her clothes clean off her. No fancy stuff here, I pried those little white legs open, grinned into her tearstained face, and said "Get ready lil' honkey bitch - I's gonna fuck you silly!". With that, I plunged into Molly's tight cunt. Tight wasn't even the word ... she was small enough for six virgins! But, I perservered, and rode my latest conquest hard, enjoying the feel of those tight white hips. I wish I'd had a camera to capture her expression as I took her maidenhead. She screamed throughout the thing, while I panted "Oh yeah .. oh yeah ... oh yeah! Dat's it, bitch, buck harder! Mmmm-mmm! Fine white pussy!". Andrea was screaming and crying for me to stop raping her daughter, and Latika was fake screaming and fake crying for me to stop raping Lil' Miss. Too bad. After about five minutes, I gave it up and spewed my black seed deep inside Molly. Man, that part is fun, watching them when it finally hits them that they've just been raped. I rolled off her, and rested for a few minutes. The only sounds were Andrea's sobs, Molly's sniffles, Latika's attempt to sound like she was sobbing, and my gasping for breath. Good thing we black men are so virile. Time to give Andrea a taste of what her daughter enjoyed. "No ... oh, Jesus help me!", Andrea screamed as she saw that my erect cock was ready for raping again. "Yeah bitch ... I's gonna make you scream fo' gawd!", I told her. I slapped her across the face again, hard, then fell on top of her. She tried desperately to fight me as my black tongue laved her nipples. Her mouth resisted when I crushed my thick black lips against them. I damn near had to get a crowbar to pry her legs apart, but apart they came and I got in between them. I mouted her like a black stallion, and with a hard thrust, claimed Andrea as the next mother of my child. I grunted and gasped, strained and moaned, and thrusted while she sobbed. "Yeah baby", I cooed to her, "You's de best I's ever had. Mmm, mmm, sho feels good to be insides you. Come on baby, come on my cock. You knows you wants to ... oh yeah .. yeah ... lawdy, yeah!" I shouted as I spewed my seed deep inside Andrea and collapsed on top of her. This night was turning out to be pretty good. I looked over at Latika. I caught a twinkle in her eye, and grinned at her. Then, I proceded to 'rape' the maid. I'd tell you about that, but that's my wife and that information is private. Suffice it to say watching me rape the two white chicks had turned Latika on ... a lot. Well, I had the whole weekend, so I kept my three bitches tied up and full of black seed. I lost count of how many times I fucked them - had to be at least twenty times each. I left them on Sunday night, after surreptititiously loosening Latika's wrist ties just enough so that she could 'escape'. The Chicago papers were full of it for the next month. A huge manhunt was launched for the black man who'd invaded a mansion in a Chicago suburb, repeatedly raped the wife of a prominent attorney, repeatedly raped the young daughter who'd returned home unexpectedly from her father's house after she'd had a fight with her father, and repeatedly the black maid, who had courageously freed herself and her employers after the rapist left. Latika laughed like hell when she read that. She'd decided to keep up the guise of being the maid for a while, just to see what would happen. And so it was that a month later my dear wife came home and told me the good news. Both Andrea AND Molly were expecting my babies! Latika had been in the kitched while Mrs. and Mr. Daniels, plus Molly and her father Dirk discussed the situation. Mr. Daniels was adamant that Andrea abort my baby. Thankfully, Andrea told him no. She would give birth to my child, and because minority kids almost never get adopted she would either see that my baby had a good home or she'd raise it herself. Molly agreed, saying she planned to give birth to my baby, and didn't feel it was the babies faults that their mothers had been raped. Dirk Devers (Molly's dad), agreed. Apparently he's some pro-lifer. Mr. Daniels stormed out of the house, vowing he'd not be a stepfather to another child, let alone a black man's baby. Molly's dad assured his ex-wife and his daughter that he'd be there for both of them during their pregnancies. "I think he and Andrea are going to get back together, Claude", Latika told me. "He's a nice guy, and I think he's still in love with Andrea. From what I've heard, Mr. Daniels was his best friend and he stole Andrea away from him". I nodded. "Well, Latika, I think that would be best. I want a kind, understanding man to raise my child, not a man who will resent my black baby. It's a good thing you're still working there - we can monitor Andrea and Molly's pregnancies". My wife gave me a saucy loook as she said, "Well, I can't work their the whole time Claude. I mean, I'd love to keep an eye on the women who are pregnant with my husband's babies, but I won't be able to do that the whole nine months". "Why not?", I asked. Latika kissed me gently, smiled and said, "Because I'm pregnant too, darling. That mean old rapist made me pregnant as well." As you can imagine, I was over the moon! I'd made three women pregnant at once. I'd fathered an extra child for The Brotherhood (which made my field manager very happy), and best of all, Latika and I were having a baby. At the time I fathered my children by Andrea and Molly, I'd already sired twenty-two sons and fourteen daughters by white women. However, Latika and I hadn't yet had babies. And, while Latika and I both consider my sons and daughters by white women to be my children, I still thought of Latika's child as my 'first'. All went well. Latika tearfully told Andrea that she too had become pregnant by the rapist. As Latika predicted, Mr. Daniels left, but Dirk Devers stepped in. When Andrea, Molly, and Latika were seven months pregnant with my babies, Andrea and Dirk remarried. I was there. Andrea was insistent that Latika's baby know its half siblings, so Latika and I came up with a plan. Latika told Andrea that she'd met a wonderful rich man named Claude who wanted to raise the baby as his own. Latika and I had only been married for a few months at the time of the rapes, and since she'd come from California, Latika wasn't well known in the Chicago social scene. We would get away with it. The wedding was beautiful. My heart was full as I sat in the Church, next to my heavily pregnant wife. I confess, I cried a little bit as I watched Dirk Devers tenderly promise Andrea that he would love the black baby she was carrying as much as if it were her own. A tender moment came when Dirk and Andrea turned to their pregnant daughter Molly and told her that they would help her raise what was going to be their black grandchild, half sibling to Andrea's baby which was also Molly's half sibling. I was so proud as I gazed on all three pregnant women at the receptions. Three lovely women, two white, one black, each carrying my baby in their swollen, round bellies. What more could a man ask for in life? Like you'd see on a bad sitcom, Andrea, Molly, and Latika all gave birth to my babies on the same day, December 28th, 1994. Molly gave birth first, and gave me a fine black boy! Latika gave birth next, also giving me a fine black boy. Andrea gave birth just after Latika did, and gave me a gorgeous black daughter. I was thrilled. Two sons and a daughter, all just as dark as I was! All three look a lot like me, classically african, and to my delight, my half-white son and daughter are ever bit as dark as my all-black son. My kids are now two and a half years old. I'm happy to report that Andrea and Dirk Devers are still married, and are raising my daughter Michelle very well. Molly Devers is scheduled to start her first year at Princeton this fall, and I recently read an article in a local magazine about her. It described her courage in bearing her rapist' baby, how she loves her son by her rapist, and how well she's doing. Molly may be only eighteen, but she's a fine mother to our little boy, who she named Kirk. True, no boy will date Molly ever since she bore a black man's baby, but that's just fine with me. I want her to concentrate on caring for our son. Latika and I see a lot of both my son by Molly and my daughter by Andrea, as they want our boy, Marcus to know his half-siblings. They were here last weekend, as a matter of fact. It still kills me that neither's guessed that I'm the one who raped them, and that I'm their babies father. I guess white people do think blacks look alike - my son and daughter look just like me, but their mothers don't see that. Oh well. I'm proud to report to Latika is expecting our second son next month, who was also conceived on an insemination she helped me with. A whole bus full of young cheerleaders are due to give birth to my babies on the same day next month as well. But that's another report. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Kirk Devers and Michelle Devers continue to do well in their white homes. Andrea and Kirk Devers are by all accounts excellent parents to our black child, and Molly Devers is a devoted mother as well. Kirk and Michelle Devers will be contacted on their eighteenth birthday, December 28, 2014 and informed that Claude Phillips in their father, and that their mothers willingly submitted to his sexual advances, resulting in their pregnancies for ... The Brotherhood.