In this chapter, Alexander is replaced with a new stud, Derek Mixon, a friend of Joe's, and Reed agrees that Vicky can go black only for life. This chapter contains, oral sex, anal sex, pegging, cuckolding, bisexual sex, public sex, a gangbang, masturbation, and discipline, including spanking. My thanks to JohnnyGalt for his editorial assistance. This is a copyrighted work and all rights are reserved under federal and international law. Do not change, modify or publish anywhere without the author's written consent. © 2024
My Black Babies, Ch 20
Alexander's Replacement
Reed had gone to work on Tuesday and it was around ten in the morning, when I had a knock on the door. I looked out the peephole and saw a tall, studly, black fellow. He looked similar to Joe. Same great build, a handsome face, dressed nicely for a cold day with a nice leather overcoat.
"Who is it?"
"My name is Derek Mixon."
"What do you want, Derek?"
"I want to come in."
"I don't know you. Why should I let you come in?"
"I'm a friend of Joe Vanderbilt. He sent me over."
"How well do you know him?"
"I served in the Army with him."
"What's his wife's name?"
"Savannah."
If he knew that much, he probably knew Joe. I opened the door.
"May I come in?" He asked. He was staring at my naked pregnant body.
"Please do. It's cold standing here with the door open."
"At least you're dressed properly for the occasion." He came through the door saying, "Mind if I take off my coat?"
"How long do you intend to stay?"
"The next few months, I'm hoping. Is your husband home?"
"He's at work. The next few months?" I took his coat from him. He had jeans and a flannel shirt on under the coat. He looked ripped, like Joe did. Someone who'd worked hard to get his physique, and working to keep it prime. He was definitely prime.
"Joe said you needed a new black bull to take care of you until you can move into your new house together with Joe and Savannah. He said the last one you had is getting married and moved out. I live in Philadelphia, and I was between submissives and jobs, so he invited me up here to Dominate this lovely white couple. Can you show me how well you can suck cock?"
"Not without the permission of my Master, and a clean bill of health."
He pulled a folded piece of paper from his breast pocket and handed it to me. It was signed by a doctor in Philadelphia within the past week, so that part of his story checked out. It said he was disease free. I handed it back to him.
"I'm going to call Joe, Sir, to see what this is all about. Please remain here. I want some privacy."
"Of course." He sat down on the nearest chair.
I went into the bedroom and closed the door, calling Joe.
"What can I do for you, slut?"
"There's a guy here named Derek Mixon, Master."
"Derek's there? I didn't expect him until tomorrow. I was going to call you tonight."
"What can you tell me about him, Sir, and he's asked me to suck his cock. Do I have your permission?"
"I served in the Army with Derek and we've remained friends ever since. I see him three or four times a year. He's a professional Dom. He usually gets paid to Dominate people. I said I couldn't offer him a job, per se, but he could live with you, and you'd feed him. Alexander and I both played at Domination. Derek doesn't play. It's what he does for a living. I thought it would be good if he took you and Reed in hand and turned you into the big, black cock loving submissive sluts you want to be. You can use 'Meatballs' as your safe word. A word of warning, though. He's bisexual, so he will be fucking Reed more often than Reed was used to. He'll be stricter. Expect you'll get spanked fairly often until you're well trained."
Joe's words were turning me on. The talk about a strict Dom was hot. I liked it when my Bull took charge. I was enough of a switch to be able to train others to be black cock sluts and cuckolds, but I was a relative neophyte when it came to full blown Dominance and submission. Every time I'd experienced a little of it, I'd liked it. Andre was bisexual and a full blown Dominant and being around him had been enjoyable. Reed spent a week with him being trained, so I suspected my cuckold could handle Derek being bi.
"I'm not giving you up as my Master, Sir."
"No, you're not, but I do expect you to do as Derek orders, as if the order came from me. I'd like you both to give him a week as his sluts, then you can decide if you'll keep him until we can move in together. I'm expecting him to give me some Dom training so I handle you better than I have been. Alexander actually had more experience than I did, so he took the lead on that with you. Derek knows exactly what to do."
"Yes, Sir. We'll give him a week. I'll take care of him, Master."
"I know you will, Slut. I'll see you on Saturday."
"Yes, Master. Thank you for looking out for me. May I ask what you told Damien about your job?"
"Savannah and I told him that I was paid to inseminate white women with babies. Savannah told him that I had her permission to have sex with various women as long as I was paid for giving them children. We told him that you were one of my clients and that we remained close to you, and that your child would be his half brother. We told him that if his friends or classmates have any questions about what I did for a living, he could say that I helped infertile couples have a baby. We didn't tell him I also helped fertile couples have black children. He seemed to accept that. We told him not to tell his sister until she was older and wanted to know on her own, then we'd tell her."
"Yes, Master. Thank you. It's probably best if he knows that much."
"It is. It might help if he ever catches me in your bed or vice versa."
"I agree, Master."
I sent Reed a text saying we had a new live-in bull for the immediate future and to be prepared for anything when he got home.
I returned to the living room, where Derek still sat in the chair where I'd left him.
"Well?"
"Welcome to my home, Sir."
"A good start. If you would, please get on your hands and knees and crawl over here. Let me see what kind of skills you have." He leaned back and spread his legs.
I got down on my hands and knees and crawled across the floor. I started by removing his shoes and socks, then I opened up his pants and pulled them down. He had great thighs, massive, but they did nothing to diminish the size of the cock between them. Derek had to be within a half inch or closer to Master's length and just as thick. Additionally, he shaved everything. His cock and balls were as bare as my pussy, which made it seem even larger than it was. I tried to imagine both of those fine black cocks fucking me at the same time, and my pussy moistened substantially.
As I'd undressed him, I'd started assessing his triggers. I was finding lots of them before I even pulled his jeans over his feet. I did a little licking and sucking of his balls, (nice with no hair on them), sucking his cock down to the root (same), licking up and down the stalk, tonguing the head, licking his taint. My hands cupped his balls, stroked his six pack, pinched his nipples, and clutched his muscular ass cheeks. I took him past three potential orgasms before giving him what he wanted, draining his balls and drinking down every drop of his bountiful and somewhat salty sperm.
When he released, he was clutching my ears like love handles and driving his cock down my esophagus until I was kissing his balls. I cleaned him off when he'd finished.
"Did that meet your expectations, Sir?"
"More than met them. You're quite the talented cocksucker."
"Thank you, Sir."
"Is Reed that good?"
"It's possible he's better, Sir."
"Has he ever been fucked in the ass?"
"Mostly pegged, or with toys, Sir. He underwent training for a week with a bisexual man who has fucked him."
"Show me your toy box. Let me see what you've got to work with."
I got up and led him to the bedroom. He didn't bother putting his pants back on and his cock swung freely between his legs as he walked. I showed him what gear we had available.
He pulled out some cuffs, an anal plug, some rope. "Have you eaten breakfast?" Derek asked, puttering through our stuff. He pulled out my leash and set it with the other stuff.
"Yes, Sir."
"I haven't. I'm going to need some food. Nothing too elaborate, Perhaps scrambled eggs and toast, but make enough you can have some too. What time does Reed get home?"
"Usually around six, Sir."
"What was on your menu for tonight?"
"A roast, Sir."
"Call me Master, slut."
"I prefer to use that term of endearment with my Master, Joe, Sir."
"Is he here?"
"No, Sir."
"When he's here, you can address him as Master, and me as Sir. Until he is, address me as Master. I want you thinking of me as your Master, since I'm living here now. It's important to establish your frame of mind and our boundaries."
It felt traitorous, but I said, "Yes, Master."
"Go on, make breakfast. I don't need your help here unless you've got some other toys that aren't here."
"No, Master. That's all of them. Right away, Master."
I went to the kitchen and began making breakfast. I added a little milk, cheese and scallions to my egg mixture, plus some bacon bits I kept on hand in the refrigerator. He looked like he needed a lot of protein to maintain his body, so I mixed four eggs, three for him and one for me. I put two slices of bread in the toaster ready to toast.
Starting the eggs, I waited until they were almost cooked before starting to toast the bread. When the eggs were done, the toast popped. I plated the eggs and buttered the toast.
"Breakfast is on, Master," I called out.
He came into the kitchen, his shirt now gone, now totally naked, and saw me seated at the table, with my plate in front of me.
