Sharing Gina

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This is a work of pure fantasy; nothing is real, and all characters are adults. Comments are enabled, and all constructive comments are welcomed; even if you think my story sucks, tell me how it sucks so I can improve the story and as an author. This is a different take on the BBC genie; instead of the typical guy becoming a cuckold, most of these types of stories fall prey to. In regards to a comment received, BBC stories are racist by their very nature; if you're offended by racist topics or themes, this is not the story for you.

Sharing Gina - Chapter 7

Jada

Jada Dam was no stranger to poverty; she grew up poor with her parents after her Father was laid off from the mines, not because of lack of work but due to the condition of his health. He could no longer handle the intensive labor required for mining. The doctors called it pneumoconiosis, but her parents called it Black Lung. The family survived on public assistance for several years, but she knew it as welfare. Before she graduated high school, her father died, laboring to breathe his last breaths on his deathbed. Her Mother survived long enough for Jada to graduate high school, but she too also met her eternal rest well before her time; she told people years later that she died from a broken heart.

Jada married young. She was attractive and found a good-looking, hard-working man to marry. At first, life was looking up. Her husband had a decent-paying job in a factory near the city. They were able to purchase a mobile home that wasn't too bad shape, a car, and were saving for a house—something closer to the city, so her husband's drive wouldn't be as far to work. But the good times didn't last. Late one night, while her husband was driving home from work, a drunk driver crossed the center line on the highway, crashing into his car head-on. The collision killed him almost instantly. This was before the days of strict drunk driving laws, and the use of seat belts was common.

Suddenly, Jada found herself alone, struggling to raise her young Son Tai. Again, she had to rely on welfare to survive. The only saving grace was that the life insurance was enough to pay off her mobile home, but not much else. With no car, no marketable job skills, and no one to take care of her young son during the day, even if she could find work, she was trapped. It was a typical tale of poverty. She tried to raise her son the best she could; she tried to instill in him confidence, ambition, and industrious traits, which all three Tai failed miserably to learn. He disappointed her even more when he dropped out of school by tenth grade. She tried to motivate her son, but he was just lazy. After a time, she gave up trying to change him; he was who he was. At least she was able to keep him from falling victim to drugs like other teenagers his age, or so she thought.

One day, Tai returned to the mobile home he shared with his mother. He brought home takeout Pizza for dinner and told her their money problems were over, pulling out a big wad of cash. Jada went ballistic! She accused him of being a drug dealer; she taught him better than that, and on and on, she lectured him. She finally paused long enough to take a breath. Tai was able to get a word in edge-wise; he said his new girlfriend gave him the money. Nonsense, she said, no one around here has that kind of money to give to their boyfriend. Tai said he would prove it to her; he was to meet with her the next day with his friend Tyrell. Just follow them from a distance, and he will give her his proof.

Unconvinced, she said she would at least give him the benefit of the doubt. The next day, she followed her son at a distance. He met up with his friend Tyrell. They were hanging around together at the local motel, waiting to meet with their narcotic supplier, she didn't doubt. She brought an old digital camera with her, and when she learned who their dealer contact was, she would take pictures. With proof, she would turn the evidence over to the police. If she couldn't straighten him out, maybe prison would. She could see her son received a phone call; they walked around the side of the hotel, knocked on a door, and entered when it opened. Meeting with their drug supplier, no doubt. She knew how these things worked; after their dealer gave them a few days' supplies of drugs, Tyrell and her son would sell the drugs, turn most of the profits over to her supplier, and get more drugs to sell. It should have been a quick transaction, but when her son didn't exit the motel room in a reasonable amount of time, she started to get worried.

More than once, she almost left the hiding spot. She watched the room from afar to approach the room and knocked on it. Her imagination was going wild; what was taking so long? Maybe Tai was short on the money he owed the thug for the drugs he sold, and this hardened criminal could be cutting up his body into easily disposable pieces at this very moment. She struggled with indecision on what to do. After almost two hours of waiting, watching, she could wait no longer, she had her ancient flip phone out, ready to dial the police. When the motel door opened and Tai and Tyrell exited the room, they both looked in high spirits. They High-fived each other and laughed as the walk away. Jada didn't move, she continued to watch the hotel room door. After only ten minutes, she was rewarded, and the drug-dealing thug that corrupted her Son into selling drugs opened the room and exited the room.

An attractive White blonde woman, maybe 30, with big tits and expensive-looking clothing, exited the room. This isn't what Jada was expecting at all. Curious, she followed the woman at a distance; the woman crossed the motel parking lot and walked down the street with Jada following from a distance. The woman walked about two blocks before she got into a black Mercedes SUV and drove away. Jada knew a thing or two about Mercedes; this wasn't one of the cheap entry models that Wannabees purchased to say they owned a Mercedes. It was a top-of-the-line Mercedes EQS SUV; she knew they cost 100k plus. She realized that this was Tai's new girlfriend, some high-class trophy housewife whose husband was either too busy with work or too small of a dick to satisfy her. As she walked home after the encounter, she started to get very excited at the possibilities.

When her son returned home that night, she was very apologetic to him; she told him she was sorry she didn't believe him. Who was his new girlfriend? Tai said her name was Olivia, and her pathetic White husband couldn't get it up anymore. Jada realized Tai's new girlfriend could be their meal ticket out of this dump. She was even more impressed when she learned that Tai actually whored her out to Tyrell for $100. But first, she wanted her share of his new windfall. She forced her son to hand over most of his money to her for bills and safekeeping, she told him. This was the primary reason Tai's money never lasted long after Olivia gave him some.

The first thing Jada thought of was blackmail; she was sure Olivia would pay a pretty penny to keep her affair a secret. She instructed Tai to set up his phone indiscreetly and record his next fuck date with Olivia. It took a few weeks, but Tai returned home one evening, proud that he had an incriminating video they could use for blackmailing. When Jada watched the video, it was a clear view of the ceiling, and the sounds of sex could be clearly heard. A recording of the ceiling wasn't what she had in mind. She wanted to call Tai a pathetic moron for screwing up something so simple, but she had to be tactful with her Son if she pissed him off and he left her. She would be doomed to spend the remainder of her life in this fucking trailer alone. She reassured her son that everyone makes mistakes and to try again.

In the second attempt, the camera was lined up perfectly with the bed to capture an incriminating video of all the action, but in their haste to get each other clothes off, they bumped into the dresser Tai had set the phone on, and it fell flat, recording the stained wood of the dresser instead. While a woman and man were seen in the video on the first part of the video, no faces were identifiable, again another failure. After Tai's third failed attempt, Jada gave up the idea of blackmail. Tai was no videographer. Tai suggested having someone else in the room, like Tyrell, to do the recording, but she dismissed the idea. She didn't want to risk Tyrell getting big ideas of blackmailing Olivia instead of her; this would ruin their plans, leaving them with nothing. It was too big of a risk.

For a time, Jada just had to be content with a share of the money Olivia gave Tai. At least until she could come up with a way to bleed more cash out of the White slut. The next idea Jada came up with was pretty much a guaranteed winner. It was Tai that actually gave her the idea that if they couldn't blackmail Olivia, they would whore her ass out. Jada posted an ad on the internet, advertising Olivia's as unique experience of having a threesome with a rich white woman. She set the prices lower than other prostitutes set them to drum up business; they could increase prices later. Initial results look promising; she had more responses than she could reasonably book. Another new development shifted her focus; Jada neglected to manage her latest business venture, and email inquiries went unanswered. Tai landed himself another slut, a rich bitch named Gina. She was even more attractive than Olivia, and Jada learned that Gina's husband was even wealthier than Olivia's. After learning of the first three-way encounter with Tai, Olivia, and Gina, she encouraged her son to vigorously pursue this new slut. Jada even paid for the hotel room where Tai and Gina had their first one-on-one sexual romp together. She also encouraged her Son to pump Gina for information as he pumped her pussy full with his cum. What other lonely housewives did she know? This could be the start of something big!

After a few weeks, it became apparent that using Gina to grow Tai's stable of sluts was a dead end; she didn't have any leads that Tai could use to capitalize on. Jada shifted her focus back to prostituting Olivia and now Gina without their knowledge. When she checked the email account that had previously been overflowing with inquiries, she was surprised to find it empty. She attempted to repost the advertisement and even create a new email address, but the results were the same: no responses and no interest. She took this as interference from the police; somehow, they found out and were actively blocking her email and online advertisements. She advised Tai to keep the slut whoring activities strictly word of mouth from that point on; they couldn't risk getting busted by the pigs.

One night, while she and Tai were at home in her trailer watching TV, Tai's phone rang. He looked up at his Mother, surprise on his face—it was Gina's number! She had never contracted him this late before; something was up. Tai answered it, and she could see by the look on her Son's face that it was something important. She waited patiently for him to finish his conversation, after which he told her all about Gina's husband finding out and the arrangement he proposed. Jada trailed her Son the next day on his way over to Marty's, almost convinced that Gina's husband, Marty, was going to harm her Son. He entered the gated mansion, as she waited across the street; half an hour later, Tai sent her a text message that all was good and that he would tell her all about it that night.

Jada paced her mobile trailer back and forth so much that night, waiting for her son. She just about wore out the carpet with her pacing—not that it wasn't worn out already. The moment he walked through the door, she questioned him so much; it was almost like a police interrogation, just without the good cop, bad cop routine. What he told her was too good to be true, but she cautioned him that if Marty had hidden cameras in the hotel room he and Gina had their fuck sessions, there was no doubt that the townhouse that Marty was loaning to Tai would be bugged as well, perhaps even hidden cameras as well. He had to be cautious about what he said there, and when she came over to visit, he was to call her Hot Mama as a way to hide her true identity, and she would call him her King. They were not to tip off Marty that they knew the place was bugged.

After her son settled into his new crib, Hot Mama visited him the following week. She was surprised to see both women, Gina and Olivia, completely nude. She had only seen them from afar before and never in the buff. She also saw her son for the first time in the nude; the size of his erect penis was unimaginably large in size. While she, of course, changed his diapers when he was a child, never had she seen its true size before, engorged in all its glory. As she sat in a modest dress on the same sofa as her naked Son, one of his sluts was sucking his dick, it was so big she had trouble getting her mouth over it and his shaft down her throat. It was so erotic; before Jada knew it, she was playing with herself. Her son seeing Jada enjoy herself, ordered his other slut, Olivia, to give Hot Mama oral sex. Olivia pulled Jada's Panties down without any protest from her; Olivia gave Hot Mama her first experience with lesbian sex. Olivia didn't complain that Jada's pussy was not only not shaved, but it was an overgrown forest. Olivia's tongue felt wonderful; Jada had a powerful orgasm squirting over Olivia's face. When she came to her senses, Gina was riding Tai's cock, bouncing up and down in pure pleasure. As she watched Gina fuck her son, it didn't take long to decide she had to try this for herself.

After they were finished, she leaned close to her son's ear and told him she wanted him to treat her like one of his sluts. Tai just smiled. First, shave your pussy he told her; I don't fuck sluts with an unkempt bush. There are razors upstairs in the bathroom, he instructed. She didn't waste any time and rushed upstairs. It took her almost half an hour, being unpracticed in the art of genital shaving, but she returned; she was completely nude, shaved, and ready to be initiated into the world of incest. First, he forced her to suck his cock. She had to really stretch her mouth to get all of his dick in it, but once inside, she showed her son the oral skills she learned in High school. She reflected on this for a moment; of all the things she learned in high school, Algebra, Spanish, Chemistry, none of them were of any value in the real world except the blow job skills learned here. Not that blow jobs were on the official curriculum, but with lots of subjects in school, she got lots of practice and perfected her skills.

When she properly paved the way, Tai ordered her to lay down on the sofa; he positioned his cock, and thrust into her wet, eager pussy. Her Son had to make several thrusts to get all the way inside; she didn't have a dick in her since their husband died years ago; it was abnormally tight from years of disuse. She could see now why these White bitches were addicted to Tai; his dick felt amazing, and he stretched her pussy more than she thought possible. It was an out-of-this-world experience; her Son pounded inside her mercilessly for at least 15 minutes nonstop; she had one of the most powerful orgasms she had ever felt, and still, her Son didn't stop, pounding into her again and again. Another orgasm hit not long after the first. Still, he didn't stop; as she could feel her Son pumping her full with his hot jizz, she came one final time.

She lay there exhausted. But her ordeal wasn't over; Tai pulled out of her pussy, shifted his body over her, and forced his cum covered dick into her mouth.

"Suck it slut." He commanded.

Not that she had a choice. She wouldn't have dreamed of refusing him anyway; she sucked her son's dick clean. When he pulled out of her mouth, she was drooling, and Tai's cum was leaking out of her pussy. The last thing she thought of as she passed out from exhaustion was that she wasn't on the pill.

A lesser woman would have kept her Son all to herself, keeping him home to pleasure her five times a day. But Jada wasn't that woman; while she enjoyed sex with her son several times a week, she recognized his true value was to enslave other women with his dick and make them both rich in the process. It was Jada's idea that Tai should have a Party every Saturday as a way to attract and recruit new talent into his growing stable. It was Jada who also took a generous amount of the groceries home on Friday that Gina purchased the Monday before. She made sure she was present at every weekend party that Tai threw; she wanted to have a hand in guiding her Son to the greatness he was destined to achieve. Besides, there was more than enough young Black dick at the parties to keep her entertained and her pussy filled with young hot cum.

Tai mentioned that next week, he was due to meet with Marty to discuss their ongoing arrangement. Jada said she want be there to meet Marty in person finally. Tai told her that she wouldn't have a chance to talk to Marty directly. If she were there, she would be part of the entertainment. She would be on her knees sucking his cock or Marty's. While the 'adults' talked business. She insisted that she be there; she wanted to size him up. She tried to get to know him better, to capitalize on their arrangement in a way that benefited them the most.

In the six months, she and her son enjoyed Marty's arrangement, Jada was able to use the money that Marty provided her son to purchase a used Cadillac; it was the first car she owned since her husband died. She also was able to splurge on some new carpeting for her place, a sofa, and a flat-screen TV. In addition, she was able to save ten grand, money she was saving to use to purchase a place closer to the city. Her eventual plan was to move Tai and his sluts, closer to one of the larger cities to turn them into full-time whores. But for now, the arrangement was working out well; no need to rock the boat. She and Tai did earn some side money whoring out the sluts in Tai's harem during their weekly parties; she cautioned Tai not to do the same to Gina; Marty was surely watching them, and they couldn't afford to piss off Marty by making a few extra bucks off his Wife's pussy. Tai assured Jada that it wasn't an issue; Gina never attended weekend parties, she was at Marty's then.

Looking for Talent

On Wednesday morning, Marty was at a meeting at Tai's place regarding their arrangement. Marty suggested having an occasional meeting to keep them both informed of developments. Not that Marty needed a meeting; he had Tai under close surveillance. He couldn't precisely tell Tai he wanted access to Tai's new girls, having never met them in person; without tipping him off, he was under surveillance.

Marty had Tai send Gina out shopping for lube and liquor to get her out of the house for yet another party that Tai was planning on having that night. Tai's parties were typically held on the weekend, but with their popularity, Tai was now having them more and more often, bleeding into the weekdays. As they sat on opposite sides of the table in the small kitchen talking, two sluts were under the table sucking their dicks. Marty was enjoying a greater variety of cock suckers, thanks to Tai. First, it was only Gina and Olivia that handled cock sucking duty during these meetings. Today Tai introduced two new sluts; Marty had never met either one before for this month's meeting in person, but Marty had seen hundreds of hours of pornographic videos of each of them. The White girl couldn't have been any older than nineteen; Marty estimated the Black slut was in her mid-forties. Marty opted for the Black slut, to test if experience equaled improved skills to service his dick, and he had to admit she wasn't doing a bad job either. As per protocol, both women were naked, handcuffed, blindfolded, and wearing noise-canceling headphones. Marty liked to be able to discuss these sluts future without them knowing anything about what was planned for them. They did not have a choice in these matters; they decided their fate once they were initiated into the Tai / Marty harem. It gave Marty a feeling of superiority with the power he now wielded with Tai's assistance.