Kyle, a tall muscular black man in his 30s, was stood on his apartment balcony, holding a piece of paper. Wearing shorts, a black singlet and sliders, he was dressed to relax before heading into work, but he was doing the exact opposite.
He was holding a piece of paper that he kept studying. He smacked it in frustration, letting out the occasional "Shit! Fuck!"
Stood at 6ft 4, he was a tall, physically imposing guy. He worked in security, sometimes as a bouncer at the city clubs. While shift work wasn't easy, working at clubs did have its benefits - non-stop hot bitches to admire. He especially liked white pussy.
His large frame moved to the apartment doors, sliding them open. Calling out to a person inside, he waved his hands animatedly, "Come here, come here!"
An older blonde woman appeared on the balcony. In her 40s, she was Kyle's wife of three years, Janet.
Janet was wearing a purple dress, that clung to her slim but sexy body. Despite his mood, Kyle still found himself admiring her figure. Narrow waist, a small pert bum (a bit like Kylie Minogue's) and perky boobs that were a decent handful. Her best feature was undoubtedly her amazing shapely legs. Kyle often insisted that she wear stockings for him, even sleeping in bed with them on.
"What is it, honey?" Janet asked sweetly, all wide-eyed.
Stood next to her husband, he towered over her. Janet moved her hair behind her ears, clearly a little nervous about whatever was troubling Kyle.
Looking up at him, it was obvious that she loved him deeply. She was also seriously attracted to her very own black bull.
Janet had been into black men for years. Married once before, she had got wed when she was still only young to a white man. A shotgun wedding that her religious father insisted on after she'd got pregnant.
Unfortunately, her first husband was a total loser. Gambling heavily, drinking heavily, hitting heavily, Janet managed to flee with her daughter, who was ten years old at the time.
They moved away and tried building a new life for themselves. Things weren't easy but over time they got better and Janet was just relieved to be free of her ex-husband.
Over the next few years, Janet dated a few men, but nothing ever serious. That was when she got for first taste for black men. Not to mention, big black dick. As the say, once you go black, there's no going back.
After her first experience of big black monster cocks, something changed deep inside her. Fast forward to the present day and she was now happily married to her own black knight in shining armour and her daughter was all grown up, aged 22.
"Look at this shit", Kyle said to his wife.
Janet moved in closely, she could smell his cologne. "What is it?"
Handing her the piece of paper, Kyle explained, "Its my credit card statement. Look at all those charges."
Janet's eyebrows raised in surprise as she went through the itemised transactions. "I didn't charge all that".
"I know you didn't, but I'm damn sure I know who did!"
"Oh!", said his blonde wife, her mouth open in shock, the penny finally dropping.
Her grown-up daughter, Amy, was the culprit responsible for all the charges on her step-dad's credit card. She was still living at home with them and with no job to her name, this infuriated Kyle.
Amy was the main thing that Kyle and Janet argued about.
"Honey, honey", said Janet, gently holding his large bicep. "I'll speak to her right away, I'll sort this out and let her know that she can't do this anymore".
Kyle had had enough. "Damn right you will! I want my money back, I'm cancelling this card and she's going to get a job and pay it off".
Trying to appease her man, the blonde wife said, "Ok, honey, maybe you're right. I didn't know she was doing this".
Not happy with his wife's softly softly approach, Kyle's anger was increasing. "You know what, I want to put my foot up her ass, cos this is crazy! You know, let's go, I'm gonna take care of this".
With that, the couple both headed inside the apartment to have it out with Amy.
While the couple's conversation had been going on, Amy was in her bedroom.
The pretty young brunette was sat on the chair by her desk, but she wasn't working or applying for jobs, she was playing with her pussy.
5ft 2 in height, Amy had long dark hair, green eyes, an hour-glass figure and a big booty. She would be described as a PAWG - Phat Ass White Girl.
Her hand was down her red booty shorts. Leaning back on her chair, she closed her eyes and moaned with pleasure.
Moving her shorts to one side to expose her shaved pussy lips, Amy licked her fingers before rubbing her clit. Her pussy looked so wet and inviting.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang on the door and in walked her black step-dad, followed by her mum. Amy quickly sat up straight, trying to hide that she'd just had her fingers in her fanny.
"Hey mum", she said as her blonde mother approached, sitting on the bed next to the chair.
To look at them together, you'd never guess that they were mother and daughter. Janet had a petite UK size 8 figure, small ass, with long blonde hair. Her daughter Amy was a brunette with a much curvier size 12 body with an amazing backside.
As a black man, Kyle was practically predispositioned to like a big slappable ass. Even though they clashed and she was his wife's daughter, Kyle sure did like to admire her bum, which he'd had many a wank over since being first introduced to her when she was 18.
"Honey, we need to talk to you about something", said Janet to her daughter. "There's some credit card charges".
Trying to look as innocent as possible, Amy stared at her mum and replied, "What's that got to do with me?"
Before Janet could answer, Kyle had heard enough and wanted some answers and quick. "Look at this, look at this shit!", he shouted, waving the piece of paper. "This is my credit card statement."
Kyle stood towering over his step-daughter, who lifted up a knee, as a barrier between her and this big black man in her bedroom.
Amy gave as good as she got. "And?! That's your credit card! What makes you think I've done anything!"
They were like two bulls charging at each other. Janet hated to see her husband and daughter behave like this with each other. All she wanted was for the three of them to all get along.
"Look at the charges!", continued Kyle, pushing himself even further forwards towards his step-daughter. "I'm at work when these charges are going on!"
"You see honey, you're the only other person home", Janet said calmly.
Amy looked from her mum to her step-dad. Fuck, he was really riled up, she thought.
Her step-father continued, "I'm going to cancel these cards, missy! And you're going to get a damn job and pay me back!" As he said this, he slapped the credit card statement on her forehead. This was like a red rag to a bull.
"I ain't dealing with this, man! This is bullshit!", shouted Amy.
With that, she got up from her chair and stormed out of her bedroom, slamming the door. Kyle's eyes followed Amy, feasting on her big ass in those red booty shorts like a lion surveying its prey. Janet noticed and looked up at her husband. A few seconds later, a second door slam could be heard - she'd left home to cool off.
"This is what I'm talking about", Kyle said to his wife, who was looking upset at all the bickering. He threw down the statement at her. "Fix it, I've got to get ready for work!".
Janet was now alone in her daughter's bedroom. She looked over the statement, put her head in her hands and quietly muttered to herself, "Oh god, what am I going to do?".
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It was 5am. Kyle had worked his security shift, returned home and got straight into bed with his pretty blonde wife.
Janet missed her husband like mad when he was out. She'd dressed up for his return in some black stockings, hoping to surprise him with one of her amazing blow jobs that he loved so much. But despite her best intentions, she'd fell asleep by the time Kyle had got home. She felt so protected now, lying in his big strong arms, with her face nestled on his bare chest.
The married couple's bedroom door softly opened and Amy tip-toed inside. She was wearing just a black vest top and a tiny thong, her huge bum cheeks jiggling as she made her way around to the side of the bed that her step-father slept on.
Kyle was fast asleep, his muscular arm under his wife, who looked content as she snoozed on his chest.
Amy sat herself down on the chair next to Kyle, doing her best not to make any noise. What was she doing in their room? Especially at this time. If Kyle woke up now, he'd think she was going through his pockets to steal some money. After all, she did like to spend his hard-earned cash.
Looking over at her step-dad, Amy opened her legs and started to play with her pussy. Fuck, what was she thinking?! As one hand was between her legs, her other hand ran over the smooth material of her black top, rubbing her large 34D boobs.