Anne And Tom And Nathan And Samantha

Anne looked upset and had something purple in her hand.

"Tom! Our baby is having sex!"

"Why do you say that?"

"Look at the crotch of her panties!"

Anne handed me a pair of Samantha's panties. The crotch was crunchy with dried semen particles, but I wasn't surprised. "Anne, she's nineteen. Have you seen her body? She looks like a Playboy model. It would be a miracle if she weren't having sex. Besides, what's the big deal? What's wrong with her having sex as long as she doesn't get pregnant? She's on the pill, isn't she?"

"I think so."

"Why were you snooping on her panties?"

"I wasn't snooping. I was doing the laundry and collecting her dirty clothes. She's been sleeping at Nathan's a lot lately. She must be having sex over there with his friends. I'll ask Nathan. He'll tell me what's going on."

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Samantha:

I hit the information jackpot!

Ever since I was little, our attic fascinated me. I loved to go up there with Mom and Dad. It was very mysterious to my five-year-old brain. Mom and Dad used it as a storage room, and I loved opening all the boxes to see what was in them. Dad even put a small beanbag chair there so I could sit and play. It was my secret hideout.

I hadn't been there in years, though. I think the last time was when I was fifteen. I was nineteen now. But for some reason, I thought about it today and decided to pay a visit. I pulled the ladder down and climbed up. It had the same dusty smell that I remembered. There was a small window at the end of the room, and a beam of sunlight highlighted the dust particles floating through the room. I loved watching the dust slowly meander through the air.

I turned the light switch on. My beanbag chair was still there but it looked small and I didn't know if my butt would fit anymore. My derriere was bigger than it used to be, along with my boobs. Dad said I had Grandma's body. I never met her because she died young, but apparently, she had a classic hourglass figure. I hit the jackpot in the gene pool. I had a curvy body and my mom's pretty face.

I squeezed into the chair and looked around. There were some boxes on an upper shelf that I didn't remember seeing before. Of course, that made me curious, so I got up and pulled them down.

One was a small box containing jewelry. But not just any jewelry. It was black-owned fetish jewelry. For example, there was a gold anklet with a black QOS pendant. I wouldn't have known what it meant but I had a black brother so I did know. Somebody liked black guys.

There were two other boxes containing black-owned fetish clothing. White T-shirts with QOS symbols on the front. Panties with QOS symbols on the front or back. All sorts of black-owned stuff. I didn't remember seeing any of it before, except the anklet. I vaguely remembered Mom wearing it when I was little and asking her what it was. Then I never saw it again.

There was a smaller box with cheesecake-type pictures of Mom in the black-owned clothing and jewelry I'd just looked at. Pictures of her in nylons and garter belts, wearing the QOS anklet and QOS panties. Pictures of her in the QOS t-shirts with no bra underneath. Pictures of her with a black QOS tattoo on her pussy which was shaved. Yowser! Looked like Mom liked black guys. No wonder she hid all this stuff up here. My brain might have been scarred if I'd seen it when I was younger!

There was another small box containing USB memory sticks. I wondered what was on them, and grabbed them, and put the boxes back.

I locked the door to my room and inserted one of the memory sticks into my laptop. A directory with multiple files showed up. I clicked on the newest one and just about fell off my chair. Uncle Ray was fucking mom and he was hung like a horse. At first, I wondered if Dad knew, but then I heard Dad's voice. He was talking to them. He was the one doing the filming. Holy crap! Mom was taunting Dad.

"Are you enjoying Ray's big black dick in my cunt honey? Do you like seeing his big fat black cock stretch your wife's cunt? He's so deep, baby! His sperm is always so deep inside me! I hope I don't have another black baby! What would people think?"

Did that mean Ray was Nathan's dad?

I couldn't stop watching Ray fuck mom. Dad was taking close-up shots of Ray's big prick sliding into her pussy and it was super hot. Mom was moaning and groaning like crazy. I kicked my pants and panties off and started frigging myself.

The video ended and I opened an older file. Another black stud named Jerome was doing mom. Mom was taunting Dad during that video as well. Dad didn't seem to mind. It seemed to turn him on. I'd never seen this Jerome guy before but he was just as good-looking as Ray.

I'd already cum twice and opened several files. They were organized by date. The newer ones were just Uncle Ray. The older ones were a mix of Uncle Ray and Jerome.

There was one file from twenty years ago. I opened it and another black guy was screwing Mom. Mom was moaning his name, Dante, and he was a dead ringer for Nathan. It had to be Nathan's dad. They looked identical, and Nathan would have been conceived around that time. There was a big sign in the background. I paused the video and zoomed in:

"Dante's Resort"

Talk about coincidence, or fate. I'd gotten the mail yesterday, and there had been a twentieth-anniversary mailing from the 'Dante's Resort' in Florida inviting Mom and Dad to return. I couldn't wait to talk to Nathan, but first I wanted to see Mom. I made a quick pit stop to the attic again and then sauntered into the kitchen.

"Hi, Mom." You should have seen her face! Her eyes just about popped out of her head because I'd grabbed one of the QOS t-shirts, the QOS anklet, a QOS necklace, QOS earrings, and a black leather choker collar with a QOS pendant. I was wearing all of them with a pair of jeans that looked painted on. The t-shirt was tight on my big boobs and the QOS pattern was prominently displayed across my breasts.

"Look what I found in the attic, Mom! All sorts of jewelry, and I think it's real gold, and the pendant is nice looking." I smiled at her. "Don't you think?"

I wondered if she was going to come clean. "And the clothing looks almost new. I was going to buy some new T-shirts. Now I won't need to. Is this stuff yours?"

"Yes."

"Why did you box it up?"

"Um, I thought I was getting a bit old to be wearing stuff like that."

I smiled. "So you don't mind if I wear it?"

Mom looked queasy. "Um.."

"I was going to wear it out today."

"Um, that might not be such a good idea."

I asked innocently. "Why?"

"Well, the black spade has a special meaning."

I looked innocent again. "What?"

"It means that you want to have sexual intercourse with black men."

I pretended to look confused. "Oh?" Then I paused in mock thought. The wheels were turning! I waited a few seconds for my 'mock' light bulb to go off. "But, isn't this stuff yours? Does that mean that you like having sex with black men?"

There was a long pause, and Mom FINALLY came clean. She sat me down and we had a long conversation. I found out Dad was a cuck and Mom had been cucking him for twenty years. Dad loved to see Mom get fucked by Ray and loved to hear Mom talk about how good Ray's cock felt inside her.

Dante was Nathan's dad, and he had tricked her into getting pregnant, although she had willingly and joyfully slept with him. But no one had seen him for twenty years.

Mom had sex with Jerome and Ray several times a month for ten years, and then Jerome moved away, and it had just been Ray for the last ten years.

Dad agreed to raise Nathan as his own. His only condition was that Mom never tell anyone that he was a cuck because it would be too embarrassing, given that he worked at a macho construction company. Mom agreed because she appreciated him raising Nathan and letting her fuck Ray and Jerome. They agreed on a common story that she got drunk and had a one-night stand in Florida while on vacation, which was partially true. No one ever asked about Nathan's father, including Nathan, but that was their story in case anyone asked.

Images of Ray's dick in Mom's pussy kept popping into my head as Mom solemnly told me about her deviant sexual past, but to be honest, I didn't care. I was surprised but not upset. I didn't care if white females slept with black guys. After all, my brother was black. And Mom seemed to enjoy the black dicks in the videos. And Dad seemed to enjoy watching Mom enjoy herself. If they were all happy, who was I to judge? Mom and Dad had both been great parents to Nathan and me.

The sexual images kept popping into my head, and I must have been smiling because my mom stopped talking.

"What are you smiling about?"

I grinned. "I watched the sex tapes."

Mom's mouth opened in shock. "Samantha!"

I smiled. "What! They were hot! Ray's hot! His big dick is hot! It looked hot going into you. You obviously enjoyed it. You've been having sex with him for years!

Mom frowned.

"Why are you frowning? Are you denying it or just upset you've been outed? Like I said, I'm not upset. I think it's hot. You're a Hot-wife!"

"Samantha, you need to promise me something. Never tell your brother that his dad is a cuck. It would tear your dad apart if Nathan lost respect for him. He loves Nathan like his own son. Promise me!"

"I promise, Mom. I know Nathan and Dad are tight. Dad has been a great dad, and Nathan loves him. He knows Dad is not his real dad, but he's always been like his dad. I would never do anything to ruin that. Can I tell Nathan that you sleep with black guys? I could say you guys are swingers."

"I'd prefer that you didn't. Plus, I only sleep with Ray, not multiple guys! Just leave it."

"Okay. It will be our secret. Are you going to tell Dad and Ray that I know?"

"I'm not sure. Ray wouldn't care, but it might embarrass your dad. Let me think about it. Don't say anything to your dad."

Samantha grinned. "I won't. Although I think it's hot that Dad lets you sleep with Ray. You're lucky. Not many men would."

"Yes, I'm very lucky to have your dad."

"Oh!" Samantha said. "I forgot. There was a twentieth-anniversary brochure from Dante's Resort in our mail. They're inviting past customers back. Was it a nice place?"

"It was a beautiful place."

"Did Dad like it?"

Mom smiled. "He did until he twisted his knee and his cuck scheme went up in smoke. But he liked the place itself, just not Dante. And he was not thrilled when Dante knocked me up the following year."

"I can imagine! Would you go back again?"

"I would. It was great. I think your father would too, given that Dante's gone."

"Could Nathan and I come?"

"Sure, if you want. I didn't think you guys wanted to be seen with your parents anymore."

Samantha smiled. "Mom, you're a Hotwife, and Dad is your cuck! I'd love to see where it all started, and Nathan might be curious to see where you got drunk and had your one-night stand that produced him. I know he's never asked you guys who his father is, but he must be curious. Plus, the place looked nice in the brochure, and it's always nice to escape the cold weather for a few days."

"Are you serious?"

"Sure!"

"Okay, ask Nathan if he wants to go."

"I will."

"On a different topic, I was going to ask your brother, but since you're here and I just bared my soul, sexually speaking, what's happening with your sex life? There seem to be a lot of dirty panties lately when you stay at Nathan's. Are you having sex? Are you using birth control?"

Samantha sighed. "Yes, I'm using birth control, and yes, I had sex, but not good sex. Do you remember Ed from school?"

"Yes. The guy from your chemistry class."

"Well, we've been friends for a long time, and we finally did it. Nathan let us use his place, but we didn't click in bed. It was my first time, and I think it was his first time. He came quickly, and I never came, but he made me come with his mouth. It was better the next time. I sucked him off so he lasted long enough to make me come but it wasn't earth-shattering. We tried one more time, but it wasn't great, which was disappointing. I guess I expected fireworks. Then Nathan was gloating and said I should have gone black. That's all I needed. To hear him gloating!"

Mom was smiling. "What?"

"Have you ever considered sleeping with a black guy?"

"Most of Nathan's friends are black, but they're older, and I think Nathan scared them off. I think when guys saw me walking to school with him, they assumed he was my boyfriend. And I think he told guys, including black guys, if they ever hurt me, he'd kill them. But if I met a black guy I liked, I'd sleep with him."

Mom grinned. "You should find a big studly guy like your brother with a big dick and let him ravage you! It worked for me!"

"Mom!"

"You know what they say! Once you go black, you'll never go back!"

I rolled my eyes. "Mom, if you knew Nathan's friends, you'd say, Once you go black, you'll never come back!"

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I couldn't wait to see Nathan and rushed over to his place.

The "Go Home Sam!" sign was not on his door, so I knew it was okay to use my key to enter. He made the sign after I barged in one too many times when he was entertaining his many lady friends.

I heard the shower running and eagerly waited for him on the couch. I didn't have to wait long for him to come out. He was naked and had been blessed in the gene pool like I was. He had one of the most beautiful bodies I'd ever seen. He looked like a God. He dwarfed Dad in height and had beautiful chocolate-brown skin without a single blemish. His shoulders were broad, and his arms and legs were muscled. He had ass cheeks to die for and a handsome face, and an amazing cock that was dangling halfway down to his knees. Whew! Good thing I was his sister and had seen his naked body before, or I would have been very distracted.

"Hi, Sam. What brings you here?"

He was the only person who called me Sam. "I just heard some amazing information I need to tell you!" I beamed.

"Hold on while I put some clothes on."

"I can't wait!" I pushed him on the couch and straddled his naked body. I talked in machine gun staccato sentences when I was excited and proceeded to tell him everything I just found out.

"In the attic. Saw boxes. Opened them. QOS jewelry. QOS clothing. Pics of mom wearing it. Memory sticks with mom fucking Ray. Dad filming. Going back twenty years! Saw mom fucking your father. Dante Resorts invited Mom and Dad back. Mom didn't want me to tell you in case you'd lose respect...."

Then I stopped because I realized in my excitement, I had just blurted out what I'd promised Mom not to tell Nathan. That dad liked to watch Mom fuck black guys. And Nathan didn't look very happy.

"In case what, Sam?" He asked with a stern frown on his face.

"Um, in case you lost respect for dad." Nathan looked pissed. Oops!

"And why might I lose respect for Dad?"

"Because he was a cuck."

"I see. So, even though you PROMISED Mom you wouldn't tell me, and you knew there was a possibility that it might RUIN my relationship with Dad, you still couldn't keep your big mouth shut!"

"Sorry!"

"Sam, you've got the biggest fucking mouth in the world! If I wanted the world to know something, I'd tell you, knowing everyone else would know five seconds later."

"Sorry! Are you upset?"

"Do I look upset?"

"Yes. Are you upset with Dad?"

"NO! I'm upset with YOU for being a fucking blabbermouth!"

"Have you lost respect for dad because he likes to watch mom fuck black guys?"

"No. I already knew."

"You did?"

"You're not the only one who likes to visit the attic. I was up there last year and discovered the boxes and saw the jewelry and clothing and pictures and watched Mom having sex with Ray and that Jerome guy and the Dante guy from Florida, who must be my dad based on his looks."

"He is your dad! Mom told me all about it. Dad planned the whole thing with Dante to get Mom blacked. It worked, but Dante tricked Mom by messing with her birth control pills to get her pregnant. No one has seen him for twenty years, though."

"He sounds like a scum bag. I'm glad I don't know him, and am glad Dad is my dad. He's a great dad. No one could ask for a better dad than him. All he's ever shown me is love and encouragement. He got me a starting job at his company, and now I'm a fully licensed electrician. I can go anywhere in the country with my ticket. He's a better man than I'd be if my wife had another man's baby. I don't think I'd hang around to raise the kid. And do you know what he told me once about our neighborhood?"

"What?"

"He said they could have afforded to move to a bigger house in a more expensive neighborhood, but they liked our neighborhood because it was mixed race and everyone got along, and the school had all sorts of different ethnic groups, and race wasn't an issue. Nobody batted an eye when Mom and he walked down the street with me because there were so many different ethnic groups and mixed marriages, but it wouldn't have been that way in a white neighborhood. He said if we moved to a more expensive neighborhood, it would be mostly white, and the school would be mostly white, and people might give our family, especially me, a hard time. He didn't want that, so that's why we live here, even though we could afford to live elsewhere. Every time I think about him saying that, it makes me feel proud that he's my dad, and I don't give a shit if mom likes black guys and he likes to watch."

Nathan smiled. "Mom's just showing good taste in men and Dad's just enjoying her good taste!"

Nathan frowned. "But seriously, Sam! THINK before you open your mouth! What if what you said ruined my relationship with Dad?"

"Sorry!"

"That's what you always say, but you keep doing it." He sighed. "What's this about Dante's Resort?"

"There was a twentieth-anniversary invitation from them in the mail inviting Mom and Dad to come back. Mom is interested and thinks Dad would go. I asked if we could go. Mom said we could and asked me to ask you. Would you like to go?"

"I would. It would be interesting to see the place where Mom met this Dante guy. Did it look nice?"

"It looked great! There are a bunch of little cabins around a spring-filled lake. Mom said we could share a cabin, and Mom and Dad would share a cabin. You can swim in the lake, and there is water skiing, and you can rent stuff like bikes. There is a bar close by with good food, and Mom says they have an in-house band that plays good dance music on Friday and Saturday. We could go dancing."

"Sounds good. Tell Mom I'm in. Are Mom and Dad paying?"

"I think so."

He smiled. "Then I'm definitely in!"

Now get your fat ass off my dick! You're squishing it!"

"I don't have a fat ass!"

"Fine! Get your hourglass ass off my dick!"

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I couldn't believe we were finally at the resort! Nathan and I had been looking forward to it for months. It was even nicer than it looked in the brochure.

Mom and Dad were tired and wanted to have a nap (so they said!), but Nathan and I wanted to explore. We rented some bikes and cruised around the lake. We stopped numerous times to talk to people. Everyone was friendly. We drove down to the bar to check it out and had some food, which was tasty. The dance floor was quite big. I couldn't wait until Friday to strut my stuff with Nathan. Mom said Dad was quite a good dancer, but I'd need to see it to believe it! Then we went for a swim in the lake. The water was at a perfect temperature.

I noticed two strange things, though. All the employees seemed to be female and a lot of them gave Nathan strange looks. I was used to females checking him out but this was different. Something else was going on.

We went to check in on Mom and Dad, and they were talking to one of the resort employees. Mom and Dad seemed to know her.