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This is a teaser for my submitted story "Boat Trip" for the Loving Wives category.
Its about a boy Sam and his experiences on a boat trip with his young blond mother, and her well build dark new boyfriend.
Few things first up; it contains a bisexual experience. Not every guy is turned on by that so affert thy eyes lest they be scared for life. Also contains mild domination from the black male and submissiveness from the white people. Weird eh?
Not sure if its the best I can do but I have been away from writing for some time now, so just trying to get back into it. My main goal writing these stories is to cause a spark, a shock to occur while you are reading the story. Comments are very, very welcome, try to be anywhere in between constructive and worshipping.
I realise I have miles to go before I sleep.
Boat Trip
The eighteen year old Sam gave a sigh of relieve as he got up from the cabin to stand in the morning breeze, on the three master sail boat, Dominion. Rubbing the sleep out from his eyes with his left hand, his right reached out for the railing for support. He let out a small yawn.
`Keep your wits about you boy,` he heard a familiar voice speak `Its bad luck to be out on deck if your still half a sleep.` Looking up he saw the dark face of his mother’s (Anna) boyfriend, Dante.
`Yea… yeah I´m awake!` He lied.
He gave the forty-two year old male a smile. The man looked him up and down, winked and then returned his gaze back to the blue ocean that surrounded them.
Sam quietly shuffled to the bow, trying to escape the gaze he felt on his back when ever Dante was around. He recalled the first few weeks of Sandy, his mother, dating Dante. She had seemed more alive then ever when she got ready for their dates. Sam had been happy for her at first. She had been through enough.
She had divorced his Dad a year ago. At 36 she wasn’t content anymore with being a stay at home Mom. She had proclaimed one night during diner that she wanted to experience the world in its many facets. Sam had looked up to her and in a sense had understood what she meant. Sure they had wealth, but who in their zip code didn’t have that?
He had looked on as his Dad had tried to find a sense of what she wanted and he could not give. She had merely shaken her head and looked down, throwing a view glances Sam’s way, telling his dad she didn’t want to bring it up in front of their son.
Seeing her standing there like that, her body still unaffected by age, long blond hair, with a few strains of light red, he hoped she would find it. Her face told tales of a yearning of sorts that often he had felt himself. No one should feel trapped he had thought, in a sense, relating to her. He had always felt trapped. He did not know why, but there had always been something in his gut. Something telling him, something, was off.
They had still been in talks when he had returned to college, only to find out they had split up very soon after he had left. His Dad had moved out of the house he later found out. He felt sorry for the old man but knew he could take care of himself.
“Morning honey!” He heard his mother say, startled he jumped up from where he had been sitting. Looking back he saw her standing on the deck in her slippers and silk bathrobe. He was a few inches taller then her so looking down the small and truthfully, obscene flimsy thing called a bathrobe did little to conceal her full c cup breasts. He noticed how she had forgone with wearing bras apparently. Her hair would reflect the sun, and a few strains would flutter in the wind on a soft breeze.
“Good Morning Mom” He smiled, drawing a hand through his own blond hair, trying to tidy up someway.
Taking the second coffee cup she had been holding up to him, he stepped back to give her room to sit as well. Her head turned red for a few minutes as decency had, apparently, not left her mind entirely and she tried keeping her crotch from exposing as she sat down. Looking down and away, yet a small smile on her lips, she composed herself. Probably still thinking of last night Sam thought.
“Lovely weather today.” She spoke casually.
Sam wondered if she would have the guts to talk about what had happened that night. Probably not. She had been acting strange for some time now. Sam’s family had always been prudish of sorts around the house so getting use to his “new” mom, as he revered to her these days, was taking considerable effort. Thankfully only 3 more weeks in their 6 weeks sailing vacation, Sam thought.
Before he could find a subject to talk to her about, anything but last night, he heard his mother speak again.
“Are those dolphins?” She said as she quickly stood up and walked to the railing. The little bathrobe fluttered in the wind revealing her round firm ass cheeks. Sam sighed loudly, the view having an effect on his morning cock. He knew she was his mother but how could he not feel these feelings of lust when she displayed no flaws. She was everything a women, a mother should be he thought.
“They come to these waters; I thought you might enjoy seeing some.” Dante’s voice broke him out of his daydream. He looked up at the tall broad man, noticing the man had taken off his shirt. A small glow from the sun reflected from his broad shoulders, small beats of sweat were dripping down due to the sun. Sam knew the man to be hairless save for his eyebrows from the things he had seen. And he had seen most everything.
“Their bodies smooth and slick, a true sight. Sam would enjoy them too.” Jerome’s right hand, palm upwards went from his direction towards his mothers, her back still towards them. He had a small smile on his face. Sam had noticed that about Dante. He seemed to like to direct things.
Sam did want to see the dolphins though, so he gave it little thought. Jumping up he walked towards the railing, coming to stand next to his mother. She looked wonderful. Her slightly curling lips draw apart in a broad smile, her small hands grasping the railing bending forwards looking into the clear blue ocean. As Sam looked again he noticed her bathrobe had slightly parted revealing far more cleavage then should be appropriate.
Surely enough Dante came casually strolling towards them. Sam looked down and saw the thick long outline where the black mans cock rested, half erect in his white briefs.
When Dante noticed him looking, the man adjusted his cock, a small smile forming around his lips. Sam had seen that smile before.
Sam had tried his best the last few weeks not to stare at his mother’s new boyfriend, but he could not help himself. From the day he had met him the black man had made an impression on him. Somehow the colour of his skin, his casual suave attitude, had Sam feeling save when ever he was around. He didn’t really know how to admit it to himself yet, but he felt slightly impressed with the older man’s body. Dante had been very open in his day to day when he had moved in. Working out down in his dad’s basement gym, wearing nothing but tight shorts. Sam figured him for a player, or what Sam knew of such things reading in magazines. Dante had made little effort to hide his enjoyment of the wealth his dad had left for him and his mom. His mom had gotten a big settlement after the divorce.
Right from when they had set sail, his mother and Dante had been all over each other.
“It’s going to be a tight fit for the next few weeks Sam,” his mother had said, raising her golden eyebrows at her. “Just get used to the fact Dante has his needs and you know how he is.”
The yacht had only one sleeping compartment but thankfully did have a separator with a bed on either side. Space was limited to say the least. Yet Dante had made no effort to conceal his nightly lusts upon his mother upon setting sail. His grunts and foul language had echoed into the ocean night. Somehow knowing no one could ever hear them, save for Sam perhaps, had somehow steered the man on to become more vocal and fouler as the days went on. His mother too had become more vocal then he had ever heard her and dad be. He could forgive her though. Who could withstand someone like Dante.
He had seen the man stare at him before, around the house. Once while his mother had fallen asleep on her beach chair at the pool, he had just stared at him. Sam had been unsure but he thought he saw the man’s cock grow bigger through the tight colourful swimming shorts.
The situation had become even more painful when his mother had, half asleep most likely, reached out and started caressing the black man’s groin and abs. He had stood up; not realizing that his own dick had somehow become hard and when he had looked at the black man he saw a small smirk on his face, his dick clearly straining, bulging from his own semi tight shorts. Quickly he had run into the house.
And here he saw the same smile again. Feeling his face getting red he quickly returned his gaze back to the dolphins.
“They are beautiful yes?”
Sam heard from his right. He looked over to his mother and saw the black man standing behind his mother. They really did look good together he had to admit. They looked like a perfect Adam and Eve to Sam, the sun light reflecting on their so different skin colours. One a dark, smooth reflecting black muscled Adonis, an Angel, a vision of pure innocents.
“oooh!” His mother gasped surprised as Dante reached around and into the bathrobe, cupping her full breasts.
Sam could not keep a small smile from his face but quickly turned his face away. What would his mother think of him if she saw him looking? Dante had been pulling pranks like this more and more the last few days. The older black man had made it very clear he just took what he wanted when he wanted.
Last night had been the worst.
He had forgotten a book on deck and coming back from retrieving it, had returned to find his mother in half state of undress and Dante, naked, kneeling on the bed. Sam had stood grounded not knowing how to react. He had looked at his mother as she bowed down to pick something up, her small white see through lingerie piece hiding nothing. His eyes had grown large as his gaze was drawn to the small puffy lips he had once been birthed from.
“You know a women’s beauty.” Dante spoke. His voice, a thunder through the quite night.
Sam looked to his right and saw the black Adonis stroke his long dark cock, that hung half erect between his legs, almost reaching the black sheets. He had caught glimpses of it before around the house but not so visible like this. The big head slightly foaming around the edge as the strong hand pulled the foreskin back and forth. The sheets already had a few stains on them. He saw Dante acknowledge him looking down and smiled.
“Huh what honey?” Anna replied, unaware of Sam, her back still to the door where he stood.
Dante reached out and his big hand cupped the freckled cheek of Anna’s ass, roughly squeezing it, showing off her little brown rectum. The big black hand kept on massaging it bringing his Mother obvious pleasure. Sam saw Anna’s hand go down towards her pussy, the long nailed middle finger reach to those small puffy lips, and he couldn’t help but draw his breath in. His mother gave a small moan and laid her right hand on Dante’s shaven dome to steady herself. Slowly she turned her head around, towards Dante at first, biting softly on her lower lip, until she noticed Sam standing in the door way.
Quickly she turned around.
“Sam!” “You shouldn’t watch when Dante has his needs.” She scowled at him. He suddenly became very aware of his own hard cock standing out from his shorts. His mother gave little sign of noticing it yet he saw from the corner of his eyes Dante was staring at it.
“I’m your mother!” She tried vainly to hide her breasts with one arm, while her other was unsuccessfully cupping her pussy trying to hide it from view. Her little feet kept tip toeing trying to keep her big breasts from spilling out.
“I’m sorry mom!” He had blurted out. Dante had been smiling the entire time. Quickly he walked forwards towards the back of the cabin, sliding the thin shutter between the beds. Both his mom and her boyfriend had just looked at him as he drew close the thin wooden panel that separated the beds.
“Can you believe him? Looking at me like that?” He heard his mother say.
“Hahaha of course I can. You are a beautiful women. He is a man.” Dante had replied.
“Yes but I’m his mother!” She had exasperated.
“It is only natural that a man should respond the way he did to a body such as yours!” Dante had countered. He had stood motionless behind the panel as he had heard Dante pull his mother on the bed. Her small giggles caused his cock to harden. He could only imagine how his mother was able to take that much cock into her little hole. As he heard the kisses and moans he reached into his shorts, his hand finding his hard dick. Pretty soon his mother began to moan louder and louder. The boat, if it was possible, had begun to rock more as their love making had begun to grow louder.
Sam knew from experience that how ever prude his mother normally was, when she was alone with Dante she appeared to be the complete opposite.
Suddenly he heard a loud slam on the wooden panel, causing him to startle and his mother cry out “Uuugh uuugh uuuhh” over and over again. He suddenly realized he hadn’t moved from when he had closed the thin panel. Sliding down his shorts, he quickly got onto the bed and under the sheets. His right hand never leaving his rock hard cock. As he slowly stroked it, only a few feet away from where his mother was being fucked, his mind wondered back to the black man’s cock. While his own wasn’t small by any means it compared null to the black anaconda he had seen.
The pounding was only getting louder. His mother was still moaning loudly but Dante had begun to grunt as well now. “Ugh ugh ugh” he kept going in that deep dark voice of his. He had started to slam his hand on the wooden panel, causing the loose frame to shudder. Sam felt sweat drop down his brow, his right hand still softly playing with his hard cock. Smoothly the foreskin slid up and down, his fantasies providing lubrication. The small space felt like it was becoming smaller by the second at the slamming became louder.
BAM!
Suddenly Sam startled as the locking mechanism that had held the wooden panel in place broke, causing the panel to slide away and Sam was greeting with the sight of Dante ramming down on his mother who was lying on her stomach, her legs spread to either side. When she too noticed what had happened her eyes grew wide and her already reddened face becoming even more crimson. Dante just kept grunting and slamming down, his big red lips forming an “O”, sweat trickling down his smooth muscled body. He paid no mind to what had happened. It felt like neither Sam nor his Mother could either then.
With the panel out of the way and Dante’s continues thrusting his small framed mother was now sliding over their silk bed sheets onto Sam’s. Within a few thrusts she was already at knee level. Sam just lay frozen, unsure what to do, a few seconds ago he could only wonder what was going on and now he was given the live show.
“Oh.. ooh… oooh Sam… uuh uuh, Sam…” His mother tried speaking; words’ forming badly, Dante’s fucking clearly making it hard for her to form a word let alone a sentence.
“Please… uuh uuh… look uu… away… uuuuh please look… away…” She pleaded, her words almost a whisper compared to the gushing sounds her pussy were making as Dante kept forcing that long black cock into her.
Sam saw it come up for air, the shaft slick with his mother’s pussy juice.
He felt the black man’s hand land next to his hip, grasping the sheet that lay between the naked bodies of him and his mother. He tried letting go of his cock but he couldn’t. He just felt frozen.
“Oaahhh” Dante gasped as he tore into the petite white women lying beneath him. Sam felt the thin sheet slowly slide down towards the floor as the black man kept fucking his mother. It was like he had become some black … bull like creature that was pure lust. Sam wondered if the man even knew he was there. His mother was now level with his crotch, Sam was sure she could see the outline if she opened her eyes. She did not however, lost in her own world again. Trying to provide some resistance she had moved her right arm up, squeezing Sam’s arm tight. He felt his mother tug at his arm every time Dante slammed down on her.
Time seemed to stop until suddenly the sheet made momentum and came down, falling on the floor. Now nothing lay between his naked form and his mothers, his right hand still wrapped around his hard cock. The left lay next to him, his mother holding firm still, apparently caught up in bliss. Looking up he saw Dante stare down on him. Sam was unable to explain what sort of expression he wore. So focused and intent. He looked at the man’s form and shuddered, the black smooth ass rising up and back down, that long hard black cock covered in white slime going in and out of his mother’s pussy.
He saw Jerome’s right arm press down strongly onto her back, making her petite white butt stick out from the bed. Two perfect, slightly red, cheeks welcoming every thrust the man gave.
After a few moments Dante started to speed up even more, Sam instinctively knowing the man was close to coming.
Before Sam could really register what was happening Dante had pulled out, strains of pussy fluid trailing from the big round tip to Anna’s cunt, as he stepped off the bed. He walked forward, his left hand roughly griping his pulsing swollen meat and his right hand reaching towards his mother’s face, roughly grabbing her red blond hairs and pulling her face a little off the bed her cheek now inches above Sam’s cock. A small trial of spittle came from the lower red lip of the black man as he led out a loud “ooaaahh” and thick creamy strains of cum shot out splashing his mom’s pretty face. She seemed to relish the moment as her lips drew slightly apart. As more squirts came out she had opened her eyes a little and she could clearly see Sam now. Apologetic looks on her face yet a hint of pure desire in her eyes.
Dante kept groaning and because of the intensity he slightly lost his balance stepping a few inches closer, as his cock kept shooting streams of white creamy cum, some landed on Sam’s hand that was still tightly grasping his own cock. Sam overwhelmed on all senses felt his own cock begin to swell and the most intense orgasm he had ever had swept over him. He looked at the fat globs of cum on his hand and his cock kept spewing all over his stomach. Looking down he saw his mother had turned away her face, but Sam felt her hand softly caress his right arm, telling him it was ok.
“Ugh… that felt good.” Dante sighed after what seemed to be an eternity. Sam looked as the large black hand only covered a fraction of the black meat it was holding, Dante pulled back the skin a few times to really drain his balls not caring where his seed landed. His Mother quickly glanced at him and then used her hand to clean the cum from her face then proceeding to stick out her tongue and lick it off her hand. When she and Sam locked eyes she quickly looked down, yet kept licking.
“That’s right… like I told you…” Dante groaned madly yet no real threat was evident.
“It would seem some has landed on Sam” Dante continued.
While Sam still was busy with getting his heart to slow down a small hand had grabbed his hand and when he looked up saw his mother stick out her tongue to lick off the seed that lay on it. Sam looked at his mother as she averted her eyes from him yet did precisely what the black man wanted. A hot warm glow radiated from her red lust swollen face.
Dante had kept on stroking his cock and it had already regained half flag status, the shaft still wet with all his mothers’ juices. When his mother had finished he saw the black man reach out and softly stroke her red golden hair.
“That’s good.” He mumbled approvingly.
“Get back to our bed” Dante spoke, pointing to their part of the boat cabin “I want to put my seed in you.” And puckered his red lips, his hand gripping his big sloppy cock, softly wobbling it in the air causing a few drops of slime to fall on the sheets.
His mother nodded and quickly turned around. When she did Sam finally got to see that small and fragile pussy he had seen less then a 20 minutes ago, now it looked red and swollen, fluid covering most of her thighs and a few small strains still dripping out. Slowly she crawled back on all fours. The fucking she had received clearly sapping energy from her.
Sound to the right of Sam drew him away and he saw Dante had reached for the wooden panel. The man did not meet his eyes as he pulled the panel half way, leaving only the bed visible now. The semi erect cock dangling up and down as Dante got on the bed, positioning him behind the young blond mother. For a few seconds Sam was greeted with the view of the powerful firm black cheeks of the older man. Completely hairless and a small glaze over them due to the midnight heat they looked like they were made out of iron. Then Dante slightly turned and he saw the black cock lying against his mothers pussy lips, as she had bend down to receive him. And then the view had been obscured with the panel.
Sam’s head had been racing and he could not catch sleep until morning. So many emotions went through his head. As the night went on he had been treated to a non stop barricade of sound as the black man had torn into his mother. He had half hoped for a repeat performance yet none had occurred. He had felt ashamed but had jerked off two times to the sounds. His stomach had been covered in caked cream that morning. Luckily the bath utilities were located aft so he did not have to wake them in the morning.
“Oh that feels good…” He heard to his right, a few drops of sea water coming from a small wave as it slapped against the bow, snapping him out of his trance.
He remembered where he was and looked to his right. Sure enough the black man was still grabbing his mother, her flimsy bathrobe revealing her left breast, slightly swollen red by the treatment. Looking down he saw the outline of the black man’s cock, clearly visible through the white pants. Her bathrobe had ridden up so now her white cheeks reflected by the sun were visible. On instinct her ass started riding up and down as Jerome pressed into her so that his cock lay between her cheeks.
“Hmm” he heard the black man grunt approvingly.
“Honey… honey you shoudn’t be here…” Sam heard his mother say. Looking up he saw her beautiful face. So calm and serine. She had always been so prude their entire life. Yet he also noticed a raw instinct in her, unable to deny herself from the pleasure this man would give her.
“Please… “ She said as she reached out and put one hand on his arm “Please go down below…” the more Dante massaged her breasts the more she grinded into the man “You shouldn’t see this…” she gripped his arm tightly suddenly.
Looking down he saw Dante had drawn down his pants and his dark cock was slowly greasing over his mothers exposed cunt. Dante did not look up as he expertly applied the tiniest bits of pressure, making the head of his dick enter a little bit to see if she was yet wet enough to receive him.
“You don’t know yet how Dante… uuugh… gets… Sam please…” she softly moaned.
When Sam looked down again Dante suddenly thrusted into her, causing her pussy to make a load fart. It would seem she had been more then ready to receive him.
“Uuugh!” She exclaimed as a shudder took over her body.
“Sam is a big boy” Dante said as he got into a steady rhythm. His right hand reached out and took hold on her shoulder. “He knows what he wants.” The white teeth stood out as the black man was now lewdly grinning. Raw animal grunts came from between those big red lips. Enjoying the feeling the white women’s cunt was having on the black shaft he licked his upper lip as he kept thrusting his pelvis.
Sam looked at that big hard shaft as it made sloshing sounds, the tiniest bit of white foam forming on the base as it kept plunging in and out. His mother let out small soft moans, yet did not look him in the eye. Her right hand was now cupping her right breast, her fingers toying with the stiff nipple.
He felt his dick strain against the tight shorts he was wearing. Looking down he saw the outline. Dante noticed his stare and smiled at him. Sam felt his pulse quicken at the display of animal lust. Looking at his mothers face he saw she was no longer looking away. Her face had turned red and she had drawn in her lower lip and her eyes had a pleading look to them.
As a little angel on his shoulder told him to walk away Dante suddenly reached out with his left hand and grabbed his right arm. Before Sam could register what was happening he was standing next to the black man as Jerome kept on pumping his big black meat into Anna. Sam could see her lips were swollen red now, fluids moistening her inner thighs.
“Hold this” Dante said as he took Sam’s hands in his, never relenting in his assault, and placed them with force on his mothers’ cheeks, drawing them apart and fully exposing her two holes. Her little puckered asshole had some pussy juice on it, blowing the tiniest bubbles every now and then.
“uuuh!” His mother gasped, causing her to shudder again. As she did small drops of pussy fluids leaked on the deck.
“Oooh yeah ooh” Dante moaned with delight as he continued to slide in and out of the tight petite white women. As he did so he would pucker his big red lips, his neck muscles tightening.
Sam felt himself overcome with lust for the both of them. His sweet and beautiful mother, she had always cared for him and he admired her so. Surely nothing could be so wrong, so bad that his mother would crave such things.
He no longer feared what his mother would say as his right hand travelled over the bulges of the smooth shaven treasure trail of the black male. He felt the force travel through his arm with each trust the older Adonis gave.
His other hand on the contrary grasped hard into his mother’s ass cheek, causing the smooth white skin to turn red. Seeing the bubbles of pussy spit popping in her little puckered asshole his finger instinctively went for the little brown hole.
Slowly he inserted his index finger, making his mother moan with delight. Her small hands tightened around the railing causing her white little knuckles to turn red.
“Oooooh” Dante exhaled loudly as he saw Sam’s bulging cock strain against the tight swimsuit. His dark black hand reached out to the side where it was glued to the youth’s thigh. Roughly pulling it aside the thick but average sized cock sprang into view.
Sam shuddered with relief of no longer having to hide his feelings. Dante had become the alpha male in the family, it was only right to show his feelings. If his dad had looked anything like the dark Adonis he would have done it much sooner.
“Lick her anus Sam…” The voice of Dante had taken on a seductive sound now. A pleasing one. Sam felt a warm rush over his body as his new role figure moaned approvingly as he leaned his head towards his mother’s asshole. His tongue went forward, the tip slowly circling her anal cavity.
When he had licked for what seemed minutes suddenly he felt something push on his lips. Opening his eyes he was greeted with the sight of Dante’s dark dick looming before him.
Without a care the dark meat went forwards, the white foamed tip spattering slowly against his face. Taking in the smell of them made his dick flinch causing some pre cum to drip on deck.
On instinct he opened his mouth to let the dark cock enter his mouth and Dante wasted no time as he plunged forwards and took a hold of Sam’s head, securing him in place. In truth Sam had needed no encouragement but who was he to judge the dark older man. This is what he had been missing! A real father figure, someone who could show him how to just take things.
He watched in amazement as the dick was jerked out of his mouth, now wet with spit. Without pause Dante let out a loud and long groan, as he, without effort plunged into the small brown hole.
“Aaaaaahhhwwhh!” His mother screamed out loud, half in ecstasy, half in pain.
Through dreamy eyes he saw the black cock, covered in his saliva pounce into his mother’s asshole, making her small ass cheeks bounce in rhythm. With every thrust that Dante gave she let a loud gasp of pleasure. Her head was leaning on the railing now, her back curved, she jutted her white ass high into the air, maximizing Dante’s angle of entry.
Sam looked on, his own hand now softly stroking his cock. He felt like he was in a dream. It could not be real, yet here it was. So tangible. The sound, the smell of her pulsing pussy still dripping juices on deck. Suddenly he felt a strong hand slap against his own ass cheek. Dante raised a corner of his lips upwards, giving him a slight arrogant look. Yet instead of becoming scared as any guy would be at someone so imposing Sam only felt lust. A deep desire to give into this man, to do his best to please him. Instinct took over and Sam slowly leaned on his mothers lower back as he pushed back into the black finger that was now circling his own, as of yet, tight little asshole.
He let out a soft “oohh” as the black man applied more force and inserted the white nailed, black finger. It felt so good! Within seconds Sam’s half erect dick had become full erect and even stroking it softly he felt like he could exploded any minute.
“Oh yeah… you like that boy?” All the while Dante kept fucking his mother, kept up that amazing pace.
Sam could only moan in approval, doing his best to keep his dick from cumming all over the deck.
“Turn around!” Dante yelled in a commanding voice that caused both Sam and his mother to startle. Roughly he pulled out his finger, and with a loud plop he removed the big black cock from Sam’s mom.
Without standing for any sort of hesitation Dante walked behind Sam and shoved him into a similar position as his mother. Looking to his right he saw her dragging in huge amounts of air, trying to catch her breath. She was doing all she could to keep herself standing.
As he saw Dante roughly slide his hand along her inner thigh, causing some wetness to stick to those black fingers, Sam knew what the black man wanted. Looking for approval towards his mother, he hoped she would nod yes. Things were so mixed up but they felt so right. Surely his mother would agree.
“Its ok Sam… its… it… it feels so good!” His mother was smiling sweetly now. A look of pure bliss on her red golden haired face. Small tears of joy were welling up in her eyes Sam noticed. “I… I can’t deny you this… maybe… maybe Dante can give you what you need as well as he could to me… something…” she was crying now, really breaking up “something your father never could!” she spat out.
“Thank you… thank you Mom!” Sam uttered sincere. His whole life he felt like he had been missing something. Something real, something strong… someone like Dante!
He was so impressed with how the black male did things. How could he not be a good son and obey him like a real farther deserved. Could Sam start calling him that now?
Things for another time as he felt a wet fluid leak onto his asshole. Looking back he saw Dante towering over him, paying him no heed as he started to slowly work the head of his cock into the little asshole. His strong black hand softly pushed Sam’s back down, towards a position so the black cock could enter.
So rugged yet so caring for Sam’s well being.
When he felt a much smaller hand grab his own cock that was sticking straight forwards, he opened his eyes and looked down to see his mothers little hand wrap around it. Still smiling and now sitting swanlike on a black pillow that she had gotten from a deck chair she softly applied pressure to her hand and drew back revealing his own swollen dick head. Precum was now smeared all over it.
“S..sl…slow Mom!” He whimpered not yet ready to release his seed. He knew he would never last as long as the black older man yet he wanted to make him proud somehow. He fought to keep back the tears that were swelling up in his eyes.
“Of course honey…” His mother said with a deep affection in her voice. She had experienced the joy many times probably, Sam figured. She knew what he was in for.
Slowly he felt his rectum open up as unstoppable force was applied and the smooth black head of Dante’s dick slipped slowly into his ass.
“OOOH!! OOH, OOOH MY GOD!!” Sam yelped as it went in. He bucked his ass up and down, yet, was careful not to let the head slip out.
He had never felt anything like this before. He had always thought about how it would feel to have another man’s dick in his ass and now he knew. It felt divine.
He felt like he would tear apart as the black man slowly stuck out his groin and more and more centimetres of the black cock disappeared. Yet he had trust in the man, more then he had ever could have had in his birth father!
Dante would never hurt him, and even if he would a hurt a little his mothers attention kept lust pumping through his veins. Suddenly he felt his knees go weaker. An old familiar feeling rising up in him with new intensity he had never felt before.
“Oh oh… oh Mom!!” He moaned, his knees shacking like reeds in the wind, trying to somehow squirm away from the heat in his asshole.
“Its ok baby… its ok… just let go honey… Mommy and Daddy love you!”
And with those words Sam felt big globs of semen jet out of his cock, some streams shooting as far as the edge of the deck where they would land in the green water below with a splat. With an expert hand his mother was milking him like he had been unable to do by himself, such was the pleasure she was causing him. He felt like he would shoot out his kidney’s so intense was the feeling. His stomach contracting with pleasure, his balls draining until they were as empty as they had ever been, all the while those big strong black hands holding his hips firmly in place. He had not held out as long as his new dad yet he hoped Dante would be proud.
Excitement rushed through Sam as the black man’s thrusts became more forceful now, more urgent. He knew his new father was close, and the fact that he could give that black man so much pleasure only made him more excited with the inevitable. Pushing his hips up even more he couldn’t help but let out small moans. It felt like a rollercoaster.
“Oooh, oooh such a tight asshole.” Dante moaned loadly his words rising as his orgasm was fast approaching.
“I will fuck you many times… many, many times…” he continued as he kept pounding his cock in between those small white cheeks. Sam only moaned in approval.
“Ooooh ooooh here it comes!!” Dante yelled. Sam felt the man’s grip tighten on his waist, and with all his effort he tried gripping down with his sphincter, trying to milk the black seed out of the man.
“Ooooohh ooooohhh… ooohhhh oooohh” He kept on going as Sam felt a sudden warmness fill him. Pure fulfilment shot through him. Dante kept thrashing into him for several minutes, pushing his seed into the boy’s ass as far as it would go.
Groaning approvingly he felt Dante’s still hard dick withdraw from his ass. He felt the thick dark seed flow out from his hole, travelling down his inner thigh.
“Your mother is a very special women” Dante said, his hands on his hips showing little to no sign of physical activity, save for the big slimy half erect cock hanging between his legs. “she is one of those old fashioned women, who still understands when a real man has needs.” he walked towards Annie “Your father never understood that.” He placed his hand affectingly on her head. “That’s why your mother is lucky that I’m here.”
And without effort he turned her head slightly and on instinct her mouth reached up from where she had been sitting and took the drooping slimy cock in between her lips. She continued bopping up and down on it as Dante resumed talking.
“I give her what she needs Sam. And I can do the same for you.” He flicked his fingers for Sam to join them. Slowly Sam approached them. “Tell me Sam, you have been missing something in your life, something fulfilling.”
“Yea.. yes” Sam stammered, his most secret desire being spoken out loud.
“What is it? What is it that you missed?” Jerome was holding back Sam’s head now.
And as Sam looked up, that muscular toned body before him, those deep dark eyes, those big red lips he had never felt anything for a man like he had then. Between Jerome’s legs his dark cock dangled dripping slime onto the deck.
“I missed…” Sam looked at the prone and small figure of his mother. Her holes looking swollen and her butt cheeks had two large red swollen spots. As he looked her in the face she had a warm content glow radiate around her. She smiled a warm smile at him.
“I missed the sense of family.” Sam smiled up at his new father, and as the dark black man returned it he felt his mother press into him, giving him a warm hug.
Sam knew it would be one crazy summer, but he was glad he could spend it with his new dad.
Its about a boy Sam and his experiences on a boat trip with his young blond mother, and her well build dark new boyfriend.
Few things first up; it contains a bisexual experience. Not every guy is turned on by that so affert thy eyes lest they be scared for life. Also contains mild domination from the black male and submissiveness from the white people. Weird eh?
Not sure if its the best I can do but I have been away from writing for some time now, so just trying to get back into it. My main goal writing these stories is to cause a spark, a shock to occur while you are reading the story. Comments are very, very welcome, try to be anywhere in between constructive and worshipping.
I realise I have miles to go before I sleep.
Boat Trip
The eighteen year old Sam gave a sigh of relieve as he got up from the cabin to stand in the morning breeze, on the three master sail boat, Dominion. Rubbing the sleep out from his eyes with his left hand, his right reached out for the railing for support. He let out a small yawn.
`Keep your wits about you boy,` he heard a familiar voice speak `Its bad luck to be out on deck if your still half a sleep.` Looking up he saw the dark face of his mother’s (Anna) boyfriend, Dante.
`Yea… yeah I´m awake!` He lied.
He gave the forty-two year old male a smile. The man looked him up and down, winked and then returned his gaze back to the blue ocean that surrounded them.
Sam quietly shuffled to the bow, trying to escape the gaze he felt on his back when ever Dante was around. He recalled the first few weeks of Sandy, his mother, dating Dante. She had seemed more alive then ever when she got ready for their dates. Sam had been happy for her at first. She had been through enough.
She had divorced his Dad a year ago. At 36 she wasn’t content anymore with being a stay at home Mom. She had proclaimed one night during diner that she wanted to experience the world in its many facets. Sam had looked up to her and in a sense had understood what she meant. Sure they had wealth, but who in their zip code didn’t have that?
He had looked on as his Dad had tried to find a sense of what she wanted and he could not give. She had merely shaken her head and looked down, throwing a view glances Sam’s way, telling his dad she didn’t want to bring it up in front of their son.
Seeing her standing there like that, her body still unaffected by age, long blond hair, with a few strains of light red, he hoped she would find it. Her face told tales of a yearning of sorts that often he had felt himself. No one should feel trapped he had thought, in a sense, relating to her. He had always felt trapped. He did not know why, but there had always been something in his gut. Something telling him, something, was off.
They had still been in talks when he had returned to college, only to find out they had split up very soon after he had left. His Dad had moved out of the house he later found out. He felt sorry for the old man but knew he could take care of himself.
“Morning honey!” He heard his mother say, startled he jumped up from where he had been sitting. Looking back he saw her standing on the deck in her slippers and silk bathrobe. He was a few inches taller then her so looking down the small and truthfully, obscene flimsy thing called a bathrobe did little to conceal her full c cup breasts. He noticed how she had forgone with wearing bras apparently. Her hair would reflect the sun, and a few strains would flutter in the wind on a soft breeze.
“Good Morning Mom” He smiled, drawing a hand through his own blond hair, trying to tidy up someway.
Taking the second coffee cup she had been holding up to him, he stepped back to give her room to sit as well. Her head turned red for a few minutes as decency had, apparently, not left her mind entirely and she tried keeping her crotch from exposing as she sat down. Looking down and away, yet a small smile on her lips, she composed herself. Probably still thinking of last night Sam thought.
“Lovely weather today.” She spoke casually.
Sam wondered if she would have the guts to talk about what had happened that night. Probably not. She had been acting strange for some time now. Sam’s family had always been prudish of sorts around the house so getting use to his “new” mom, as he revered to her these days, was taking considerable effort. Thankfully only 3 more weeks in their 6 weeks sailing vacation, Sam thought.
Before he could find a subject to talk to her about, anything but last night, he heard his mother speak again.
“Are those dolphins?” She said as she quickly stood up and walked to the railing. The little bathrobe fluttered in the wind revealing her round firm ass cheeks. Sam sighed loudly, the view having an effect on his morning cock. He knew she was his mother but how could he not feel these feelings of lust when she displayed no flaws. She was everything a women, a mother should be he thought.
“They come to these waters; I thought you might enjoy seeing some.” Dante’s voice broke him out of his daydream. He looked up at the tall broad man, noticing the man had taken off his shirt. A small glow from the sun reflected from his broad shoulders, small beats of sweat were dripping down due to the sun. Sam knew the man to be hairless save for his eyebrows from the things he had seen. And he had seen most everything.
“Their bodies smooth and slick, a true sight. Sam would enjoy them too.” Jerome’s right hand, palm upwards went from his direction towards his mothers, her back still towards them. He had a small smile on his face. Sam had noticed that about Dante. He seemed to like to direct things.
Sam did want to see the dolphins though, so he gave it little thought. Jumping up he walked towards the railing, coming to stand next to his mother. She looked wonderful. Her slightly curling lips draw apart in a broad smile, her small hands grasping the railing bending forwards looking into the clear blue ocean. As Sam looked again he noticed her bathrobe had slightly parted revealing far more cleavage then should be appropriate.
Surely enough Dante came casually strolling towards them. Sam looked down and saw the thick long outline where the black mans cock rested, half erect in his white briefs.
When Dante noticed him looking, the man adjusted his cock, a small smile forming around his lips. Sam had seen that smile before.
Sam had tried his best the last few weeks not to stare at his mother’s new boyfriend, but he could not help himself. From the day he had met him the black man had made an impression on him. Somehow the colour of his skin, his casual suave attitude, had Sam feeling save when ever he was around. He didn’t really know how to admit it to himself yet, but he felt slightly impressed with the older man’s body. Dante had been very open in his day to day when he had moved in. Working out down in his dad’s basement gym, wearing nothing but tight shorts. Sam figured him for a player, or what Sam knew of such things reading in magazines. Dante had made little effort to hide his enjoyment of the wealth his dad had left for him and his mom. His mom had gotten a big settlement after the divorce.
Right from when they had set sail, his mother and Dante had been all over each other.
“It’s going to be a tight fit for the next few weeks Sam,” his mother had said, raising her golden eyebrows at her. “Just get used to the fact Dante has his needs and you know how he is.”
The yacht had only one sleeping compartment but thankfully did have a separator with a bed on either side. Space was limited to say the least. Yet Dante had made no effort to conceal his nightly lusts upon his mother upon setting sail. His grunts and foul language had echoed into the ocean night. Somehow knowing no one could ever hear them, save for Sam perhaps, had somehow steered the man on to become more vocal and fouler as the days went on. His mother too had become more vocal then he had ever heard her and dad be. He could forgive her though. Who could withstand someone like Dante.
He had seen the man stare at him before, around the house. Once while his mother had fallen asleep on her beach chair at the pool, he had just stared at him. Sam had been unsure but he thought he saw the man’s cock grow bigger through the tight colourful swimming shorts.
The situation had become even more painful when his mother had, half asleep most likely, reached out and started caressing the black man’s groin and abs. He had stood up; not realizing that his own dick had somehow become hard and when he had looked at the black man he saw a small smirk on his face, his dick clearly straining, bulging from his own semi tight shorts. Quickly he had run into the house.
And here he saw the same smile again. Feeling his face getting red he quickly returned his gaze back to the dolphins.
“They are beautiful yes?”
Sam heard from his right. He looked over to his mother and saw the black man standing behind his mother. They really did look good together he had to admit. They looked like a perfect Adam and Eve to Sam, the sun light reflecting on their so different skin colours. One a dark, smooth reflecting black muscled Adonis, an Angel, a vision of pure innocents.
“oooh!” His mother gasped surprised as Dante reached around and into the bathrobe, cupping her full breasts.
Sam could not keep a small smile from his face but quickly turned his face away. What would his mother think of him if she saw him looking? Dante had been pulling pranks like this more and more the last few days. The older black man had made it very clear he just took what he wanted when he wanted.
Last night had been the worst.
He had forgotten a book on deck and coming back from retrieving it, had returned to find his mother in half state of undress and Dante, naked, kneeling on the bed. Sam had stood grounded not knowing how to react. He had looked at his mother as she bowed down to pick something up, her small white see through lingerie piece hiding nothing. His eyes had grown large as his gaze was drawn to the small puffy lips he had once been birthed from.
“You know a women’s beauty.” Dante spoke. His voice, a thunder through the quite night.
Sam looked to his right and saw the black Adonis stroke his long dark cock, that hung half erect between his legs, almost reaching the black sheets. He had caught glimpses of it before around the house but not so visible like this. The big head slightly foaming around the edge as the strong hand pulled the foreskin back and forth. The sheets already had a few stains on them. He saw Dante acknowledge him looking down and smiled.
“Huh what honey?” Anna replied, unaware of Sam, her back still to the door where he stood.
Dante reached out and his big hand cupped the freckled cheek of Anna’s ass, roughly squeezing it, showing off her little brown rectum. The big black hand kept on massaging it bringing his Mother obvious pleasure. Sam saw Anna’s hand go down towards her pussy, the long nailed middle finger reach to those small puffy lips, and he couldn’t help but draw his breath in. His mother gave a small moan and laid her right hand on Dante’s shaven dome to steady herself. Slowly she turned her head around, towards Dante at first, biting softly on her lower lip, until she noticed Sam standing in the door way.
Quickly she turned around.
“Sam!” “You shouldn’t watch when Dante has his needs.” She scowled at him. He suddenly became very aware of his own hard cock standing out from his shorts. His mother gave little sign of noticing it yet he saw from the corner of his eyes Dante was staring at it.
“I’m your mother!” She tried vainly to hide her breasts with one arm, while her other was unsuccessfully cupping her pussy trying to hide it from view. Her little feet kept tip toeing trying to keep her big breasts from spilling out.
“I’m sorry mom!” He had blurted out. Dante had been smiling the entire time. Quickly he walked forwards towards the back of the cabin, sliding the thin shutter between the beds. Both his mom and her boyfriend had just looked at him as he drew close the thin wooden panel that separated the beds.
“Can you believe him? Looking at me like that?” He heard his mother say.
“Hahaha of course I can. You are a beautiful women. He is a man.” Dante had replied.
“Yes but I’m his mother!” She had exasperated.
“It is only natural that a man should respond the way he did to a body such as yours!” Dante had countered. He had stood motionless behind the panel as he had heard Dante pull his mother on the bed. Her small giggles caused his cock to harden. He could only imagine how his mother was able to take that much cock into her little hole. As he heard the kisses and moans he reached into his shorts, his hand finding his hard dick. Pretty soon his mother began to moan louder and louder. The boat, if it was possible, had begun to rock more as their love making had begun to grow louder.
Sam knew from experience that how ever prude his mother normally was, when she was alone with Dante she appeared to be the complete opposite.
Suddenly he heard a loud slam on the wooden panel, causing him to startle and his mother cry out “Uuugh uuugh uuuhh” over and over again. He suddenly realized he hadn’t moved from when he had closed the thin panel. Sliding down his shorts, he quickly got onto the bed and under the sheets. His right hand never leaving his rock hard cock. As he slowly stroked it, only a few feet away from where his mother was being fucked, his mind wondered back to the black man’s cock. While his own wasn’t small by any means it compared null to the black anaconda he had seen.
The pounding was only getting louder. His mother was still moaning loudly but Dante had begun to grunt as well now. “Ugh ugh ugh” he kept going in that deep dark voice of his. He had started to slam his hand on the wooden panel, causing the loose frame to shudder. Sam felt sweat drop down his brow, his right hand still softly playing with his hard cock. Smoothly the foreskin slid up and down, his fantasies providing lubrication. The small space felt like it was becoming smaller by the second at the slamming became louder.
BAM!
Suddenly Sam startled as the locking mechanism that had held the wooden panel in place broke, causing the panel to slide away and Sam was greeting with the sight of Dante ramming down on his mother who was lying on her stomach, her legs spread to either side. When she too noticed what had happened her eyes grew wide and her already reddened face becoming even more crimson. Dante just kept grunting and slamming down, his big red lips forming an “O”, sweat trickling down his smooth muscled body. He paid no mind to what had happened. It felt like neither Sam nor his Mother could either then.
With the panel out of the way and Dante’s continues thrusting his small framed mother was now sliding over their silk bed sheets onto Sam’s. Within a few thrusts she was already at knee level. Sam just lay frozen, unsure what to do, a few seconds ago he could only wonder what was going on and now he was given the live show.
“Oh.. ooh… oooh Sam… uuh uuh, Sam…” His mother tried speaking; words’ forming badly, Dante’s fucking clearly making it hard for her to form a word let alone a sentence.
“Please… uuh uuh… look uu… away… uuuuh please look… away…” She pleaded, her words almost a whisper compared to the gushing sounds her pussy were making as Dante kept forcing that long black cock into her.
Sam saw it come up for air, the shaft slick with his mother’s pussy juice.
He felt the black man’s hand land next to his hip, grasping the sheet that lay between the naked bodies of him and his mother. He tried letting go of his cock but he couldn’t. He just felt frozen.
“Oaahhh” Dante gasped as he tore into the petite white women lying beneath him. Sam felt the thin sheet slowly slide down towards the floor as the black man kept fucking his mother. It was like he had become some black … bull like creature that was pure lust. Sam wondered if the man even knew he was there. His mother was now level with his crotch, Sam was sure she could see the outline if she opened her eyes. She did not however, lost in her own world again. Trying to provide some resistance she had moved her right arm up, squeezing Sam’s arm tight. He felt his mother tug at his arm every time Dante slammed down on her.
Time seemed to stop until suddenly the sheet made momentum and came down, falling on the floor. Now nothing lay between his naked form and his mothers, his right hand still wrapped around his hard cock. The left lay next to him, his mother holding firm still, apparently caught up in bliss. Looking up he saw Dante stare down on him. Sam was unable to explain what sort of expression he wore. So focused and intent. He looked at the man’s form and shuddered, the black smooth ass rising up and back down, that long hard black cock covered in white slime going in and out of his mother’s pussy.
He saw Jerome’s right arm press down strongly onto her back, making her petite white butt stick out from the bed. Two perfect, slightly red, cheeks welcoming every thrust the man gave.
After a few moments Dante started to speed up even more, Sam instinctively knowing the man was close to coming.
Before Sam could really register what was happening Dante had pulled out, strains of pussy fluid trailing from the big round tip to Anna’s cunt, as he stepped off the bed. He walked forward, his left hand roughly griping his pulsing swollen meat and his right hand reaching towards his mother’s face, roughly grabbing her red blond hairs and pulling her face a little off the bed her cheek now inches above Sam’s cock. A small trial of spittle came from the lower red lip of the black man as he led out a loud “ooaaahh” and thick creamy strains of cum shot out splashing his mom’s pretty face. She seemed to relish the moment as her lips drew slightly apart. As more squirts came out she had opened her eyes a little and she could clearly see Sam now. Apologetic looks on her face yet a hint of pure desire in her eyes.
Dante kept groaning and because of the intensity he slightly lost his balance stepping a few inches closer, as his cock kept shooting streams of white creamy cum, some landed on Sam’s hand that was still tightly grasping his own cock. Sam overwhelmed on all senses felt his own cock begin to swell and the most intense orgasm he had ever had swept over him. He looked at the fat globs of cum on his hand and his cock kept spewing all over his stomach. Looking down he saw his mother had turned away her face, but Sam felt her hand softly caress his right arm, telling him it was ok.
“Ugh… that felt good.” Dante sighed after what seemed to be an eternity. Sam looked as the large black hand only covered a fraction of the black meat it was holding, Dante pulled back the skin a few times to really drain his balls not caring where his seed landed. His Mother quickly glanced at him and then used her hand to clean the cum from her face then proceeding to stick out her tongue and lick it off her hand. When she and Sam locked eyes she quickly looked down, yet kept licking.
“That’s right… like I told you…” Dante groaned madly yet no real threat was evident.
“It would seem some has landed on Sam” Dante continued.
While Sam still was busy with getting his heart to slow down a small hand had grabbed his hand and when he looked up saw his mother stick out her tongue to lick off the seed that lay on it. Sam looked at his mother as she averted her eyes from him yet did precisely what the black man wanted. A hot warm glow radiated from her red lust swollen face.
Dante had kept on stroking his cock and it had already regained half flag status, the shaft still wet with all his mothers’ juices. When his mother had finished he saw the black man reach out and softly stroke her red golden hair.
“That’s good.” He mumbled approvingly.
“Get back to our bed” Dante spoke, pointing to their part of the boat cabin “I want to put my seed in you.” And puckered his red lips, his hand gripping his big sloppy cock, softly wobbling it in the air causing a few drops of slime to fall on the sheets.
His mother nodded and quickly turned around. When she did Sam finally got to see that small and fragile pussy he had seen less then a 20 minutes ago, now it looked red and swollen, fluid covering most of her thighs and a few small strains still dripping out. Slowly she crawled back on all fours. The fucking she had received clearly sapping energy from her.
Sound to the right of Sam drew him away and he saw Dante had reached for the wooden panel. The man did not meet his eyes as he pulled the panel half way, leaving only the bed visible now. The semi erect cock dangling up and down as Dante got on the bed, positioning him behind the young blond mother. For a few seconds Sam was greeted with the view of the powerful firm black cheeks of the older man. Completely hairless and a small glaze over them due to the midnight heat they looked like they were made out of iron. Then Dante slightly turned and he saw the black cock lying against his mothers pussy lips, as she had bend down to receive him. And then the view had been obscured with the panel.
Sam’s head had been racing and he could not catch sleep until morning. So many emotions went through his head. As the night went on he had been treated to a non stop barricade of sound as the black man had torn into his mother. He had half hoped for a repeat performance yet none had occurred. He had felt ashamed but had jerked off two times to the sounds. His stomach had been covered in caked cream that morning. Luckily the bath utilities were located aft so he did not have to wake them in the morning.
“Oh that feels good…” He heard to his right, a few drops of sea water coming from a small wave as it slapped against the bow, snapping him out of his trance.
He remembered where he was and looked to his right. Sure enough the black man was still grabbing his mother, her flimsy bathrobe revealing her left breast, slightly swollen red by the treatment. Looking down he saw the outline of the black man’s cock, clearly visible through the white pants. Her bathrobe had ridden up so now her white cheeks reflected by the sun were visible. On instinct her ass started riding up and down as Jerome pressed into her so that his cock lay between her cheeks.
“Hmm” he heard the black man grunt approvingly.
“Honey… honey you shoudn’t be here…” Sam heard his mother say. Looking up he saw her beautiful face. So calm and serine. She had always been so prude their entire life. Yet he also noticed a raw instinct in her, unable to deny herself from the pleasure this man would give her.
“Please… “ She said as she reached out and put one hand on his arm “Please go down below…” the more Dante massaged her breasts the more she grinded into the man “You shouldn’t see this…” she gripped his arm tightly suddenly.
Looking down he saw Dante had drawn down his pants and his dark cock was slowly greasing over his mothers exposed cunt. Dante did not look up as he expertly applied the tiniest bits of pressure, making the head of his dick enter a little bit to see if she was yet wet enough to receive him.
“You don’t know yet how Dante… uuugh… gets… Sam please…” she softly moaned.
When Sam looked down again Dante suddenly thrusted into her, causing her pussy to make a load fart. It would seem she had been more then ready to receive him.
“Uuugh!” She exclaimed as a shudder took over her body.
“Sam is a big boy” Dante said as he got into a steady rhythm. His right hand reached out and took hold on her shoulder. “He knows what he wants.” The white teeth stood out as the black man was now lewdly grinning. Raw animal grunts came from between those big red lips. Enjoying the feeling the white women’s cunt was having on the black shaft he licked his upper lip as he kept thrusting his pelvis.
Sam looked at that big hard shaft as it made sloshing sounds, the tiniest bit of white foam forming on the base as it kept plunging in and out. His mother let out small soft moans, yet did not look him in the eye. Her right hand was now cupping her right breast, her fingers toying with the stiff nipple.
He felt his dick strain against the tight shorts he was wearing. Looking down he saw the outline. Dante noticed his stare and smiled at him. Sam felt his pulse quicken at the display of animal lust. Looking at his mothers face he saw she was no longer looking away. Her face had turned red and she had drawn in her lower lip and her eyes had a pleading look to them.
As a little angel on his shoulder told him to walk away Dante suddenly reached out with his left hand and grabbed his right arm. Before Sam could register what was happening he was standing next to the black man as Jerome kept on pumping his big black meat into Anna. Sam could see her lips were swollen red now, fluids moistening her inner thighs.
“Hold this” Dante said as he took Sam’s hands in his, never relenting in his assault, and placed them with force on his mothers’ cheeks, drawing them apart and fully exposing her two holes. Her little puckered asshole had some pussy juice on it, blowing the tiniest bubbles every now and then.
“uuuh!” His mother gasped, causing her to shudder again. As she did small drops of pussy fluids leaked on the deck.
“Oooh yeah ooh” Dante moaned with delight as he continued to slide in and out of the tight petite white women. As he did so he would pucker his big red lips, his neck muscles tightening.
Sam felt himself overcome with lust for the both of them. His sweet and beautiful mother, she had always cared for him and he admired her so. Surely nothing could be so wrong, so bad that his mother would crave such things.
He no longer feared what his mother would say as his right hand travelled over the bulges of the smooth shaven treasure trail of the black male. He felt the force travel through his arm with each trust the older Adonis gave.
His other hand on the contrary grasped hard into his mother’s ass cheek, causing the smooth white skin to turn red. Seeing the bubbles of pussy spit popping in her little puckered asshole his finger instinctively went for the little brown hole.
Slowly he inserted his index finger, making his mother moan with delight. Her small hands tightened around the railing causing her white little knuckles to turn red.
“Oooooh” Dante exhaled loudly as he saw Sam’s bulging cock strain against the tight swimsuit. His dark black hand reached out to the side where it was glued to the youth’s thigh. Roughly pulling it aside the thick but average sized cock sprang into view.
Sam shuddered with relief of no longer having to hide his feelings. Dante had become the alpha male in the family, it was only right to show his feelings. If his dad had looked anything like the dark Adonis he would have done it much sooner.
“Lick her anus Sam…” The voice of Dante had taken on a seductive sound now. A pleasing one. Sam felt a warm rush over his body as his new role figure moaned approvingly as he leaned his head towards his mother’s asshole. His tongue went forward, the tip slowly circling her anal cavity.
When he had licked for what seemed minutes suddenly he felt something push on his lips. Opening his eyes he was greeted with the sight of Dante’s dark dick looming before him.
Without a care the dark meat went forwards, the white foamed tip spattering slowly against his face. Taking in the smell of them made his dick flinch causing some pre cum to drip on deck.
On instinct he opened his mouth to let the dark cock enter his mouth and Dante wasted no time as he plunged forwards and took a hold of Sam’s head, securing him in place. In truth Sam had needed no encouragement but who was he to judge the dark older man. This is what he had been missing! A real father figure, someone who could show him how to just take things.
He watched in amazement as the dick was jerked out of his mouth, now wet with spit. Without pause Dante let out a loud and long groan, as he, without effort plunged into the small brown hole.
“Aaaaaahhhwwhh!” His mother screamed out loud, half in ecstasy, half in pain.
Through dreamy eyes he saw the black cock, covered in his saliva pounce into his mother’s asshole, making her small ass cheeks bounce in rhythm. With every thrust that Dante gave she let a loud gasp of pleasure. Her head was leaning on the railing now, her back curved, she jutted her white ass high into the air, maximizing Dante’s angle of entry.
Sam looked on, his own hand now softly stroking his cock. He felt like he was in a dream. It could not be real, yet here it was. So tangible. The sound, the smell of her pulsing pussy still dripping juices on deck. Suddenly he felt a strong hand slap against his own ass cheek. Dante raised a corner of his lips upwards, giving him a slight arrogant look. Yet instead of becoming scared as any guy would be at someone so imposing Sam only felt lust. A deep desire to give into this man, to do his best to please him. Instinct took over and Sam slowly leaned on his mothers lower back as he pushed back into the black finger that was now circling his own, as of yet, tight little asshole.
He let out a soft “oohh” as the black man applied more force and inserted the white nailed, black finger. It felt so good! Within seconds Sam’s half erect dick had become full erect and even stroking it softly he felt like he could exploded any minute.
“Oh yeah… you like that boy?” All the while Dante kept fucking his mother, kept up that amazing pace.
Sam could only moan in approval, doing his best to keep his dick from cumming all over the deck.
“Turn around!” Dante yelled in a commanding voice that caused both Sam and his mother to startle. Roughly he pulled out his finger, and with a loud plop he removed the big black cock from Sam’s mom.
Without standing for any sort of hesitation Dante walked behind Sam and shoved him into a similar position as his mother. Looking to his right he saw her dragging in huge amounts of air, trying to catch her breath. She was doing all she could to keep herself standing.
As he saw Dante roughly slide his hand along her inner thigh, causing some wetness to stick to those black fingers, Sam knew what the black man wanted. Looking for approval towards his mother, he hoped she would nod yes. Things were so mixed up but they felt so right. Surely his mother would agree.
“Its ok Sam… its… it… it feels so good!” His mother was smiling sweetly now. A look of pure bliss on her red golden haired face. Small tears of joy were welling up in her eyes Sam noticed. “I… I can’t deny you this… maybe… maybe Dante can give you what you need as well as he could to me… something…” she was crying now, really breaking up “something your father never could!” she spat out.
“Thank you… thank you Mom!” Sam uttered sincere. His whole life he felt like he had been missing something. Something real, something strong… someone like Dante!
He was so impressed with how the black male did things. How could he not be a good son and obey him like a real farther deserved. Could Sam start calling him that now?
Things for another time as he felt a wet fluid leak onto his asshole. Looking back he saw Dante towering over him, paying him no heed as he started to slowly work the head of his cock into the little asshole. His strong black hand softly pushed Sam’s back down, towards a position so the black cock could enter.
So rugged yet so caring for Sam’s well being.
When he felt a much smaller hand grab his own cock that was sticking straight forwards, he opened his eyes and looked down to see his mothers little hand wrap around it. Still smiling and now sitting swanlike on a black pillow that she had gotten from a deck chair she softly applied pressure to her hand and drew back revealing his own swollen dick head. Precum was now smeared all over it.
“S..sl…slow Mom!” He whimpered not yet ready to release his seed. He knew he would never last as long as the black older man yet he wanted to make him proud somehow. He fought to keep back the tears that were swelling up in his eyes.
“Of course honey…” His mother said with a deep affection in her voice. She had experienced the joy many times probably, Sam figured. She knew what he was in for.
Slowly he felt his rectum open up as unstoppable force was applied and the smooth black head of Dante’s dick slipped slowly into his ass.
“OOOH!! OOH, OOOH MY GOD!!” Sam yelped as it went in. He bucked his ass up and down, yet, was careful not to let the head slip out.
He had never felt anything like this before. He had always thought about how it would feel to have another man’s dick in his ass and now he knew. It felt divine.
He felt like he would tear apart as the black man slowly stuck out his groin and more and more centimetres of the black cock disappeared. Yet he had trust in the man, more then he had ever could have had in his birth father!
Dante would never hurt him, and even if he would a hurt a little his mothers attention kept lust pumping through his veins. Suddenly he felt his knees go weaker. An old familiar feeling rising up in him with new intensity he had never felt before.
“Oh oh… oh Mom!!” He moaned, his knees shacking like reeds in the wind, trying to somehow squirm away from the heat in his asshole.
“Its ok baby… its ok… just let go honey… Mommy and Daddy love you!”
And with those words Sam felt big globs of semen jet out of his cock, some streams shooting as far as the edge of the deck where they would land in the green water below with a splat. With an expert hand his mother was milking him like he had been unable to do by himself, such was the pleasure she was causing him. He felt like he would shoot out his kidney’s so intense was the feeling. His stomach contracting with pleasure, his balls draining until they were as empty as they had ever been, all the while those big strong black hands holding his hips firmly in place. He had not held out as long as his new dad yet he hoped Dante would be proud.
Excitement rushed through Sam as the black man’s thrusts became more forceful now, more urgent. He knew his new father was close, and the fact that he could give that black man so much pleasure only made him more excited with the inevitable. Pushing his hips up even more he couldn’t help but let out small moans. It felt like a rollercoaster.
“Oooh, oooh such a tight asshole.” Dante moaned loadly his words rising as his orgasm was fast approaching.
“I will fuck you many times… many, many times…” he continued as he kept pounding his cock in between those small white cheeks. Sam only moaned in approval.
“Ooooh ooooh here it comes!!” Dante yelled. Sam felt the man’s grip tighten on his waist, and with all his effort he tried gripping down with his sphincter, trying to milk the black seed out of the man.
“Ooooohh ooooohhh… ooohhhh oooohh” He kept on going as Sam felt a sudden warmness fill him. Pure fulfilment shot through him. Dante kept thrashing into him for several minutes, pushing his seed into the boy’s ass as far as it would go.
Groaning approvingly he felt Dante’s still hard dick withdraw from his ass. He felt the thick dark seed flow out from his hole, travelling down his inner thigh.
“Your mother is a very special women” Dante said, his hands on his hips showing little to no sign of physical activity, save for the big slimy half erect cock hanging between his legs. “she is one of those old fashioned women, who still understands when a real man has needs.” he walked towards Annie “Your father never understood that.” He placed his hand affectingly on her head. “That’s why your mother is lucky that I’m here.”
And without effort he turned her head slightly and on instinct her mouth reached up from where she had been sitting and took the drooping slimy cock in between her lips. She continued bopping up and down on it as Dante resumed talking.
“I give her what she needs Sam. And I can do the same for you.” He flicked his fingers for Sam to join them. Slowly Sam approached them. “Tell me Sam, you have been missing something in your life, something fulfilling.”
“Yea.. yes” Sam stammered, his most secret desire being spoken out loud.
“What is it? What is it that you missed?” Jerome was holding back Sam’s head now.
And as Sam looked up, that muscular toned body before him, those deep dark eyes, those big red lips he had never felt anything for a man like he had then. Between Jerome’s legs his dark cock dangled dripping slime onto the deck.
“I missed…” Sam looked at the prone and small figure of his mother. Her holes looking swollen and her butt cheeks had two large red swollen spots. As he looked her in the face she had a warm content glow radiate around her. She smiled a warm smile at him.
“I missed the sense of family.” Sam smiled up at his new father, and as the dark black man returned it he felt his mother press into him, giving him a warm hug.
Sam knew it would be one crazy summer, but he was glad he could spend it with his new dad.
