***** For Pat*****
Chapter 1
βWhat I don't understand though is you Trish," Mel said, turning her eyes to her elder sister, flashing her a mocking smile, "I mean, you were whupping that Clan talk, right? Saying I was disgracing the family name and shit! Then you turn around and fuck my n****," she laughed with derision. "Are you that type, that talk shit about n**** and then you sneak off in the dark to go suck a n**** dick!"
"Cut the crap Mel," Edi said, stroking his wife's hair. "Don't be all judgmental, Trish told me some of the things you used to say when you were a kid," he chuckled. ""Oh they're so ugly, those darkie shoe-shine boys" And now you're married to a n****!" he laughed.
"I was a kid who didn't know better! Trish, do you want me to tell him all those things you said on the phone!" Mel threatened, pissed.
"She already told me. Now quit tripping."
"But I'm just a lil curious. What made you decide to go black! Our Mr. All American Dean, the perfect, model son-in-law wasn't fucking you right?" she taunted her sister.
"G-o-d darn it Mel, I aint taking no lip from you..." Trish sneered sourly.
"Alright Mel, now quit that!" Val interjected, afraid her two daughters would soon be at each other's throat. "Let Trish just tell you what happened. Go on now Trish..."
Trish looked sourly at Mel for a second, annoyed that she wasn't the one cuddling with Edi and talking shit. Then she inhaled and exhaled deeply.
"I was feeling a bit guilty about all the things I had said about Edi (pt 6) and I thought I'd bring some cake over, and maybe sort of make up. However, the first thing I saw were mom's and Edi's clothes on the porch. Then I heard their voices, screaming the house down. I went around to the window and peeped in and I just couldn't believe my eyes. Mom was fucking Edi, in her and dad's bed!!!"
Five years earlier...
Edi and Val were lying in bed cuddling, and kissing, their bodies all sweaty, after their afternoon of wild sex, pondering whether to have one last fuck or get up and clean up.
"Don't you two have any shame at all?" a cold, furious female voice suddenly said.
Edi and Val whirled, to discover Trish was standing in the door way, in a skirt suit. The tall, slim blonde was livid.
"Oh my gosh! Trish! What are you doing here!" Val exclaimed, going a deathly pale, but Edi lay back calmly.
"I saw everything you did," her eyes were glinting with anger and hate, "Momma, you are a fucking slut! And as for you, you are a black bastard!"
"Come off it," Edi laughed. "I saw you at the window the whole fucking time. Did you have a massive orgasm, frigging yourself? You hand is still wet, huh?"
"When I tell Dad and Mel, you guys will be in deep shit!" Trish growled, jamming her hand into her pocket.
"No Trish! You cant! You know you cant! We just got carried away! Its nothing serious!" Val begged, shaking with fear.
"You guys put me through hell over Francis, and yet you are fucking Mel's n****!" Trish was vehement, almost exploding with anger.
"Trish! That story was many years ago."
"I don't give a fuck!" Trish showed them a Camera. "I have taken a couple of photos, so either I get to fuck him, or I am showing them to Dad and Mel," Trish said decisively.
"Fuck! So I get to fuck the whole family! This trip is getting wilder than a motherfucker!" Edi chuckled. "But I cant fuck no more today."
"Then I'll come pick you up tomorrow," she said coldly.
"No, make it day after tomorrow. I need to recover from your mom and Mel," he grinned.
"You think Mel will just let you go off with her husband? You of all people!" Val sneered, not at all pleased with where this was going.
"Well, dad will be working, and you will find something to do with Mel! I will be here at ten. And don't come back until 5!" With that, Trish turned on her heel and stormed out.
"Oh my gosh, this is turning into a nightmare!" Val exclaimed. But Edi was smiling. "Do you find this funny?"
"This is like my horniest, horniest, filthiest, dirtiest fantasy cumm true!" Edi was looking and sounding happy, like he just hit the jackpot.
Chapter 2
After witnessing her sister's black husband fuck her mother like into a state of delirium, Trish drove home to the flat she shared with her fiancΓ© Dean in a state of frenzied arousal. As Dean's PC was booting up, she hitched up her skirts and dropped her thongs. She sat back in her fiancΓ©'s armchair, threw her legs over the armrests and hooked her fingers into her wet, excited snatch.
She called up her favorite web page, clicked on the images of white porno stars gobbling humungous black cocks and frigged herself furiously to several shattering orgasms in true bona fide slut fashion. She didn't give a fuck. The waiting would soon be over.
When Dean, her tall, handsome, blonde fiancΓ© came home, she was still so horny and aroused that she practically stalked him like a beast of prey. Trish was usually the passive type, but on this evening she felt a sexual aggressiveness that was new for her. She wanted dick. She couldn't wait to get him in bed and pounce on him. When she finally had him lying under her, his dick buried deep in her cunt, she superimposed Edi's dark, muscular body over his and rode him ferociously. Even when he started cumming after 5 minutes from her vigorous dick riding, the new Trish wouldn't be defeated. She grinded her clit savagely on his pubic bone until she viciously yanked an orgasm out the depths of her crotch, exploding all over his deflating cock like a bomb. When Dean rolled over and fell asleep, snoring, she rolled to her feet and went and mixed herself a double brandy and cola and stared blankly at a TV screen.
Visions of Edi's dark, rippling, jet black muscles flexing as he drove his marauding black cock into the depths of Momma's pussy, the same pussy that had given her life, filled her mind, fanning the flames of her anger and hatred, sending them whooshing like gasoline poured onto an open fire.