This story is about the day in a life of a black man in a fictional world where black men are the extreme minority but drown in pussy. It is a complete work of fiction, with all characters at least 18. Heavy elements of submission, raceplay, breeding, financial domination and cuckolding follow:
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Demarcus woke up to the sound of slurping and the most peculiar feeling on his cock. He looked down and saw two of the girls from last night going to town on his twelve-inch rod.
Stacy was the blonde on making love to the tip. She was a nineteen year-old stunner from a nearby University where she studied biology with her boyfriend. Her piercing blue eyes never broke contact with Demarcus's as she continued to worship the head of the cock that came inside her just a few hours earlier. Stacy has an effortlessly gorgeous body, with a flat tummy, a fat booty any black girl would be proud of and a pair of breasts the size of cantaloupes that she occasionally used to sandwich his cock as she rested her jaw.
"Oh, hey Steph," Demarcus said, misremembering her name. Stacy didn't care and ramped up her pace as she realized he had awakened.
Nursing Demarcus's shaft and balls was Rachel, a local redhead beauty who was still quite the stunner in her late 30's. Her body was toned and muscular, with a pair of deceptively perky B-cup boobies and a juicy booty that looked more 20 than 40. Rachel shook her ass gently while licking, hoping to provoke Demarcus. "I hope you remember it's my turn to take your cum, baby," Rachel said seductively. Demarcus recalled the previous night, finding the will to think as these babes worshiped his cock with their mouths.
The college girl had slid into his DM's on Instagram, and the MILF had "accidentally" walked in on Demarcus in the bathroom at the bar. Not wanting to have to choose between the two beauties, he was able to easily negotiate a threesome. They agreed to meet at Rachel's place. Rachel sent her husband to sleep on the couch downstairs, and the cougar and Demarcus congregated to the master bedroom. Rachel began pleasing Demarcus with her tongue while they waited for Stacy. Stacy's boyfriend dropped her off at Rachel's house, and the fun began.
They fucked for three, maybe four hours until Stacy was begging Demarcus to cum in her pussy. Rachel agreed, but Demarcus would have to cream inside of her in the morning. Remembering his promise, Demarcus looked at the redhead and said "well, it's ready for ya. hop on this dick, bitch." Rachel got giddy like a schoolgirl and climbed on top oh his lumbering, semi-hard cock.
"Rememer, no pulling out!," the MILF said playfully as she lowered her angelic cheeks onto his waiting cock. The soaking, stretched pussy fit like a glove and sent waves of pleasure through Rachel's body. "OH MY GOD YES BABY, you fuck me so good! Give me everything you have!" She was screaming. She never screamed for her husband, but she was screaming immediately for Demarcus. Demarcus was still waking up and more than happy to let the sexy redhead do the work.
Demarcus looked at Stacy "call that cuck boyfriend of yours up, I'm gonna need a ride to another place after this. Tell his ass to bring some Modelos. You can worship my balls in the meantime." Stacy quickly and obediently began licking and sucking his balls and texted her boyfriend to pick her up. She was disappointed she wouldn't get another creampie, but was confident that Demarcus would have enough cum to give her a facial after he was done inseminating Rachel.
Rachel was bouncing on Demarcus's dick with a fury, all while screaming her brains out. It was not a large house, and it was pretty obvious that Rachel's teenaged son and husband were able to hear her every bit of it. Demarcus took his time last night, but he hadn't cum in eight hours and was ready to unload. "You ready for this nut?" Demarcus said after only a few minutes of Rachel bouncing on his dong. "YES YES YES! Please Demarcus, give me your load! I can't wait to have a baby worth raising!"
Stacy chuckled, knowing damn well that Rachel's whiteboy son was likely outside the door stroking his tiny dicklet and able to hear everything his mommy was saying. She thought, "maybe I could sell him my cumstained panties after this and have enough to buy some baby food and diapers for the black baby that Demarcus had fucked into my tummy last night?"
Demarcus froze, then pushed down on Rachel's shoulders, pushing the riding bombshell all the way onto his cock. With a loud grunt, he unleashed his load into Rachel's eager and unprotected pussy, shooting directly onto her cervix and into her inviting womb. The first wave of cum filled her womb to capacity. Demarcus's balls contracted, unleashing a second wave of jizz that was as large as the first. The was simply no room left in Rachel, and his cum projectiled out of her pussy like a super soaker. Stacy got a monstrous load on her face, just as she intended, which sent her freshly-applied mascara dripping.
Demarcus pulled out, and began stroking his cock as the two beauties opened their mouth and attempted to catch the aftershocks with their mouths. "Close your mouths, white bitches." The sluts obeyed, and Demarcus shot ropes of cum onto their faces, then breasts, then booties. Stacy was in awe: Demarcus was ejaculating more cum in the post-orgasm dribble than her boyfriend does after a normal orgasm. Both sluts were caked in black baby batter, and Demarcus grabbed Stacy's panties to use as a jizz rag to wipe off the rest.
"Imma shower. You two get dressed. Don't even think of cleaning yourselves off." Stacy gushed at his dominance, while Rachel was too preoccupied with the future black baby that Demarcus had just given her to notice. Stacy walked to the door of the bedroom and opened it, and was not surprised to see Rachel's teenage whiteboy son there jerking his tiny little weenie.
"Aww how cute," she laughed. "You know, there was a time when white teens girls like me used to fuck white teen boys like you! I hope this was just as good," she said sweetly. "If you want a souvenir, I've got a cum-drenched pair of panties on the ground there by your Mommy. You can have them if you want to give me a little something. How does $5000 sound?"
The whiteboy was stunned "w- what? I don't have that kind of money!" Rachel overheard and decided to chime in. "We had about 20 grand saved up for his college, why don't you just take that?"