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Replacing Mother
by WhiteMom (no address provided)
quick edit by Mcfudge121

***

Black stepfather begins affair with white stepdaughter 
and impregnates her. (M/f-teen, ped, inc, 1st, preg)

***

I was young when my father passed away, and after 
trying to keep our home for a year, my mother and I 
finally had to find a place to live that she could 
afford. It was a big change to go from living in a 
nice home in the suburbs to living in an apartment on 
the bad side of town.

As the only white people in the neighborhood we were 
immediately noticed. The black women all gave us mean 
looks, and the men would all try to talk to and touch 
my mom. One day we were at the store and as we were 
leaving 3 black men surrounded us and were touching my 
mom and telling her that she needed a black man to 
take care of her. I was so scared and hid behind her 
as she tried to keep their hands off her. She started 
to cry when they groped her harder and told her they 
were going to go home with us.

Suddenly a car pulled up and the driver got out. He 
was very powerfully built, large black man with steely 
face and intimidating. He slowly walked towards us and 
softly, yet firmly took my mother's arm and pulled her 
away from the men. I heard him order the guys to leave 
at once and they quickly took off. It was apparent 
that this was a man who gets what he wants, and is not 
to be messed with.

He introduced himself as Anthony and said he would 
make sure we got home safely.

It was a short walk and Anthony made small talk with 
my mother as he led her by the arm to our apartment, 
glancing down at me from time to time until we arrived 
at our door.

My mother thanked Anthony many times for saving us, 
and apologized for not having much and living in a 
rundown place. I saw him look around at our meager 
furniture, and noticed our clothes were dated. He 
finally told my mother that he would be checking on us 
from then on, and said he would be stopping by often. 
My mother could only look up into his eyes and softly 
say, "Okay Anthony, thank you."

He then walked away and my mother watched him until he 
disappeared around the corner. The next day after my 
mom got home from work I noticed for some reason that 
he was nervous, yet was trying to make herself up more 
than usual. 

After a while there was a knock at the door and it was 
Anthony. As my mom opened the door for him, he 
confidently walked in looked down at me, stroked my 
hair, and asked, "Has anybody bothered you sweetie?" 

I answered him no, and I saw my mother smile. I was 
happy that he took an interest and called me sweetie. 
He then stepped to my mother, looked down at her, put 
his index finger under her chin and pulled her up and 
close to his face, and asked her, "Has anyone messed 
with you?" 

She softly whispered, "no," and then he kissed her 
right in front of me, she didn't try to stop him, I 
saw his hand squeezing her butt, and then he took her 
arm, told me to stay where I was and watch TV, and 
then he led my mom to her room I could see she was 
hesitant, unsure, but she offered no resistance to 
him, this was the first time she was alone with a man 
since my father.

It was not long that I could hear my mother making 
sounds like she was trying to catch her breath, and 
gagging. Our place was so small, they were only 6 feet 
away from me, separated only by a door, and very thin 
wall. I could hear her gagging more, and making 
gurgling sounds, until there was a brief silence. Then 
I heard my mother let out a soft moan, and whimper, 
"Oh god, please no," then I heard her let out a loud 
gasp, and cry. 

I could hear her bed squeaking steadily as her moans 
became steady yet louder and louder. She cried out, 
"It's too big for me!" and I heard him tell her he was 
going to make her take all of him. I could hear him 
groaning and telling her how tight she was, as she 
gasped louder. I heard her squeal and cry out and 
whimper, "Oh god! Oh god I'm cumming!" All the while 
he was praising her and calling her a "good white 
bitch". 

He continued until he satisfied himself with her after 
a couple of hours. I knew that they must have been 
having sex, but I had never heard such noise ever come 
from my parent's bedroom before.

My mother stayed in bed the rest of the day, and the 
next day she moved very slowly as she said she hurt.

Anthony soon began coming over almost daily and as the 
weeks went by he asserted more and more control over 
our lives. One day he and mom came home and she 
announced that they had just gotten married, and 
informed me that she was pregnant with child. I would 
soon have a baby brother. I was an only child so I was 
so happy to be gaining a sibling.

Anthony always complimented me when he was around and 
call me "his baby girl." My mother started wearing 
only the dresses he liked, and wore her hair as he 
suggested. When he came in the door my mother would 
grab me and we would greet him together as she would 
kiss him, and then he would pick me up and I would hug 
and kiss him. 

By this time I was calling Anthony my "daddy" and he 
had taken authority of me away from my mother. She 
willingly surrendered to him to make all decisions. He 
decided what chores I would do, and which housework my 
mother would do. I only answered to him, my mom never. 
If I wanted to do anything or go anywhere, I asked 
daddy and not my mom.

If I needed new clothes, daddy decided what I would 
wear, not my mom.

While it was very clear that my mom loved, adored, 
worshiped, and obeyed Anthony, it was also becoming 
very apparent that he didn't feel the same towards 
her. My mother gave herself completely to him in love, 
and never refused him sex. 

After mom gave birth to my little brother she had 
female issues and would no longer be able to have more 
children. She was depressed, unable to lose the weight 
she gained, and exhausted. I actually was caring for 
and raising my brother instead of her.

Up until this time I was considered shy, wore glasses, 
and awkward, but over the last year my body finally 
started to develop and going through changes. My 
breasts began getting much bigger, and I was 
developing curves and a nice figure. Anthony certainly 
noticed, and he began spending even more time with me, 
reducing my chores and giving more work to mom 
instead. He would bring me pretty presents like a 
necklace or ear rings.  

I began to appreciate his attention and liked that he 
wanted to be with me more, even though my mother was 
hurt by it. It made me feel special when he would look 
at me in a certain way when my mother didn't notice, 
and call me affectionate names. But while he was 
building a connection with me through tenderness, 
love, and care, he was quickly losing interest in my 
mother. He no longer desired her, he was just using 
her body to satisfy his needs.

He was certainly becoming more and more dominating 
with my mother. In their bedroom I could hear her 
follow his demands and orders, listen and repeat the 
names he would call her. I saw thru the crack in the 
door one night as he was thrusting himself in and out 
of her mouth while he called her his worthless, fat 
white bitch. My god his penis was so big and choking 
her. She had become lazy with the housework and her 
weight. 

Anthony was not happy with her. He made her beg him to 
put it her vagina. As he pumped her harder and harder 
he was telling her she isn't even a complete woman 
because she could no longer become pregnant. I could 
not help myself and became moist while I saw him 
mercilessly pump her and her sagging breasts swayed 
back and forth.

He was telling her she was used up, unable to satisfy 
him anymore. She cried back that she gave her body to 
him, and now that he stretched her out so badly no 
other man will want her. I saw him pull out of her and 
I could not believe it all was inside her, it plopped 
out and he inserted it back into her mouth while his 
other hand grabbed her hair. He yanked her head back 
and forth over his shaft, she was choking, crying and 
her makeup was smeared and running down her cheeks. He 
told her that the only thing she was good for was 
sucking his black cock, and he made her repeat it. 

Then he really hurt her by telling her how much sexier 
he thought I was, and how I took better care of his 
son than she does. My mom was crying, she admitted 
that she knew I was more desirable than her, that even 
at my very young age, I am able to do no wrong in his 
eyes. I was stunned. I had no idea that she would 
admit such a thing, however, a feeling of satisfaction 
came over me. 

I now knew full well that my mother felt inferior to 
me, and that she knew that her husband wanted me 
instead of her. I had no more respect for her. I felt 
proud and superior to her. He roughly continued to 
pump her mouth, and he asked her, "Who does that baby 
boy belong to?" 

She cried out, "YOU!"

He then asked, "Who does that pretty baby girl belong 
to?" and she cried out "YOU!" again. He then shot load 
after load down her throat as she swallowed it all. I 
went to the TV as he finished with her and came out to 
leave. He walked over to me, told me to be ready at 
10AM tomorrow, kissed me and left.

***

The next day Anthony took me to a salon and a woman 
there gave me a cut and style that he said he wanted 
me to have, then he took me and picked out a whole new 
wardrobe. Dresses, skirts, tops, heels, sleepwear, 
etc. He asked the lady what size bras I needed because 
I only had 2 and they were too small now to even wear. 

The lady took me back and had me try on a few and as I 
waited I heard her tell him that I needed a 34c. She 
said that I was very well endowed for my age and told 
him that he must be very proud dad. He told her to 
find me 6 of her nicest bras in that size.

He walked me home holding my hand and kept telling me 
how beautiful I was. I felt so safe and his 
compliments made me feel warm and proud. As he walked 
me to our door, he guided me with his hand on my hip.

At the door he said he needed to go take care of some 
things but that he would return the next morning. I 
stood on my tippy toes to hug him goodbye and he 
brought my lips to his, and my lips kissed his. He 
held me tight as I felt his tongue part my lips and I 
allowed his tongue to dance with mine. I melted in his 
arms. He said daddy will see his baby girl in the 
morning, and that he hopes that I will look nice for 
him and he left.

All night I kept reliving that kiss, and how I felt in 
his arms. I couldn't wait to see him again.

I put on the prettiest dress and made sure my hair was 
how he liked it, and I could tell my mother was hurt 
at all the new clothes he bought for me but she said 
nothing, and I didn't care.

When Anthony arrived mother and I both went to the 
door as usual to greet him, but this time he went to 
me first, hugged me and gave me a nice kiss on the 
lips, not like last night, but still more than just a 
peck. He said he missed his baby girl and I said I 
missed my daddy. He then ignored my mom and admired 
the dress I was wearing. I could see in his eyes how 
attracted he was to me. 

He told my mom to look at me, see how my breasts were 
already bigger than hers, and so firm. How my figure 
was much better than hers. I could see the hurt in her 
eyes, but I was so proud that he thought I looked 
great for him. He left her there with his sons, and 
told her that he and I would be back later and we went 
to his car, but before we left he ran back inside and 
told me to wait, after a while he came back with a 
large bag and put in the trunk and we left.

I didn't know where we were going and he didn't say 
much. Finally we pulled up to a large nice home not 
far from where I used to live. He took me inside and I 
noticed pictures of his sons and of him and his wife. 
He said it was his house and I was shocked. I worried 
where his wife was and he said she was gone and not 
worry. 

He told me go get something to drink and he went to 
get the bag out of the car and went upstairs. Soon he 
returned and He showed me around, and turned on music. 
He opened a door and led me into a beautiful huge 
bedroom with a large bed. He walked me to a full 
length mirror beside his bed, and I noticed a photo of 
him and his wife on the night stand. 

He stood me in front of the mirror and pulled me 
softly back against him. His strong hands were on my 
hips as he softly kissed my neck, and he whispered how 
beautiful his baby girl was. I was so nervous and 
could stutter softly "thank you daddy." He was kissing 
my ear and neck while complimenting me, telling me 
that he had been thinking about me all the time. 

I admitted that I too have been thinking about him so 
much. He seized that info to inquire for more info. He 
got me to admit that I yearned for his affection. And 
his hands started to caress my body. He whispered that 
he didn't want my mother anymore because he wanted me 
and my body became weak. My head tilted as he kissed 
my neck and his hands cupped my aching breasts, he 
released the straps as my dress fell to the floor 
exposing the bra and panties that he picked out for 
me. 

One hand was between my legs rubbing my mound as I 
trembled, the other released the snap on my bra as my 
swollen breasts popped free. He caressed my breasts as 
he told me took look how much sexier I was than my 
mother. He told me my breasts were much bigger and my 
body sexier than hers. 

He was saying all the right things to me, and then 
turned me and kissed me passionately. He whispered 
into my mouth that my mother couldn't satisfy him 
anymore and that he needed someone that could satisfy 
him and keep him happy. I couldn't help it, the words 
just came out of my mouth, but I whimpered softly that 
I could be the one for him.

He kissed me deeper and I felt him removing my 
panties, he asked me if I was sure. He asked for 
confirmation that I was still virgin, and I assured 
him I was still. He said I was so young, and wanted to 
know if I was ready to become a woman for him and do 
everything he wanted to take care of his needs. I 
looked into his eyes, and nodded yes for him, and I 
knew then that I would do anything for this man.

He placed me on my knees sideways in front of the 
mirror and removed his clothes. He dropped his 
underwear and produced his cock, it was so thick and 
long. He placed my hand on it, and helped guide him to 
my lips. I took the head inside my mouth as he moved 
my hand up and down it. It was so big my mouth barely 
fit around it as it began to grow harder and bigger. 

I could hear him softly moaning as he placed his hands 
on my cheeks and around my head, I could see in the 
mirror right next to me his huge black shaft pulsating 
as he began to pump my small mouth while holding my 
face steady. The veins on its shaft were so thick and 
I was gagging. This huge black snake was forcing in 
and out of my pale white mouth as he held my blonde 
hair in his dark hands. He would groan softly, "That's 
my good baby girl."

I was gasping for air until he picked me up and placed 
me on his bed, and spread my legs. He ran his thumb 
over my moist labia, and flicked his tongue up and 
down. I felt his warm tongue enter me, reaching a spot 
that made me shake. My hips started responding to the 
assault his tongue was inflicting on my tender 
clitoris while I began holding tightly onto him, and 
gasping. He was making my body respond while he 
praised me.

My body could no longer take his expert manipulation 
and my body was quickly building to a strange intense 
feeling deep with me, I was crying, moaning, yet 
bucking up for him as he told me how sweet his baby 
girl's vagina tasted. That sent me over as my body 
erupted for the first time and my juices overflowed 
like a volcano. He kept saying, "Good girl, give it up 
baby girl," over and over again as he fucked me with 
his tongue.

When my body subsided somewhat, he positioned himself 
between my legs lay his heavy tool onto my tummy. I 
could feel his heavy large balls resting on each side 
of my moist opening, and the dark, long, thick shaft 
lay heavily on my tummy. The full length of his 
manhood ran from the base at my pubic area, to the 
head resting between my breasts. 

He knelt over and took my sensitive, aching breast 
into his mouth as I let out a gasp. His warm lips on 
my swollen breasts and hard aching nipples, brought me 
much needed relief, he reached down and slapped his 
thick heavy tool against my belly twice and then 
placed it at my opening as my body began to tremble. 
He kissed me while looking into my eyes and whispered, 
"Are you ready for me baby girl?" 

I was so terrified at the size, but I wanted to please 
him so I stammered that I was.

I then felt his hips positioning against me to pin me 
firmly in place as I felt him begin to insert himself 
inside me. Slowly I felt him opening me up as he 
gently stretched me with each gentle push. I was 
gasping harder, and groaning as he struggled to fit 
himself in my virgin territory.

He began to apply more pressure into each push to open 
me open further for him as I began to cry from the 
pain his powerful manhood was doing to my body. I felt 
his hands hold me firmly hold my torso down, as I 
sensed that his urge and need to be deeper within me 
was gaining strength quickly. Then he whispered, "It's 
time," and his powerful hips drove against me, 
thrusting his throbbing aching black cock deep inside 
me for much needed relief and satisfaction.

I cried out loud as tears filled my eyes and ran down 
my cheeks He let out a strained groan as he used his 
strong black tool to rip me open, and tear through my 
hymen, busting my cherry to begin stretching my 
insides and walls to fit him. He held himself still 
inside me momentarily as my small body quivered and 
tried to absorb the massive organ he was inserting 
into my body.

I could feel his powerful black organ throbbing and 
pulsating within my very stretched canal, I could feel 
it very much wanted to drive even deeper within me, 
and then he began to start pumping me, he started 
working harder to fit himself deeper within. Soon his 
strong penis began to succeed, with each withdraw and 
drive back inside me, I could feel him slowly opening 
me up wider and deeper. 

Each thrust back into my warm virgin gift broke new 
unexplored depths for him. The pain was not as 
intense, replaced with a pain that was becoming 
satisfying.

My cries were beginning to give way to moans of 
fulfillment with each stroke of his manhood.

His strokes were now becoming slightly faster, and 
each thrust into me was more determined. There was no 
more struggle within me, no more hesitation, or 
turning back, he knew he was conquering me. I looked 
up into his eyes and I could see the pleasure he was 
receiving from my virgin white body. He finally drove 
himself until the very end of my depth as I felt his 
swollen head ram against my cervix while I let out a 
long moan. My body gave up and accepted him, he knew 
at that very moment he owned my body, and said "that's 
my baby girl, give it to me." 

I moaned out so loud, "Oh god daddy!" And I 
surrendered to him, and we both knew that my pussy 
belonged to him now and he would be filling it with 
his powerful black cock whenever he needed my 
pleasures.

He started thrusting harder, as I moaned louder each 
time he pushed up against my cervix. He was throbbing 
so strongly in my tunnel and I began to feel so proud 
that I was pleasing him. He groaned that my pussy was 
so good for him, and I tried to allow more of him in 
me, he was slowly opening my cervix with each push now 
and my body was boiling within. He rested his body 
onto mine, pinning me more firmly into the mattress.

My tiny petite white body was barely visible under his 
large black frame as he groaned more intensely as each 
thrust bottomed out inside me. My body was so close to 
exhilaration, his throbbing cock now felt like a 
permanent part of me, it belonged inside me, I needed 
it inside me, when he moaned into my ear, "Who's pussy 
is this?" 

I cried out, "Yours daddy!" I knew he was so pleased 
and was on the verge of unloading in me, I was so 
proud that I could make him feel that good. Then I 
felt a rush flowing through my body and cried out as 
grabbed tightly onto him and cried, "Oh my god!"

I was in spasms as my fluids began to gush from deep 
within me, and when he felt my warm juices soaking his 
hot, aching black gift he looked into my eyes, let out 
a deep groan and unleashed his sperm with a vengeance. 

At that moment I held onto him I cried, "I love you!" 
into his ear, as I felt him ram his swollen, throbbing 
cock head to a halt, opening up my cervix, and I swear 
I felt his huge, powerful, black organ shoot a hot 
stream of his potent, baby making juices directly into 
my virgin fertile Caucasian womb.

He twitched several times, and after each time I could 
feel another warm steady stream of his potent African 
baby making fluids shooting directly into my 
unprotected young womb. His strong, dominant black DNA 
was now flowing thru my body, mixing with my 
submissive Caucasian genes, mixing with my blood, I 
was being blackened and. 

His powerful African sperm was overpowering my eggs 
and changing my body and DNA forever as I accepted my 
new purpose. 

End of part one...

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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