Summary:
Virgin discovers her female family members secret.
Note 1:
This is a
Nude Day 2021 Contest Story,
so please vote.
Note 2:
Thanks to
The Well Dressed Wolf
for this twisted idea.
Note 3:
Thanks to
Tex Beethoven
and
Robert
for editing.
Queen of Spades
"Why can't I ever go along?" I asked, the same question I'd been asking every week since I'd turned eighteen a few weeks ago... and far more than a few times before I turned eighteen.
"Soon," Mom promised, just like she'd said for the past few weeks, dressed in a red dress and black nylons. I always found it odd Mom got all snazzed up just to go play cards.
"You say that every week," I complained, having been told for over a year I couldn't come because I wasn't eighteen, which made no sense, since it was just a weekly card game of Spades. A game I'd been playing with my immediate family for years.
"Yes, but I really mean it," Mom said.
"Promise?" I asked, loving the game, and wanting to become part of this weekly family girl fest... Mom, Auntie, Grandma and Great Grandma all regulars.
"Yes, Jamie honey," Mom said.
"Great, I can't wait," I said. Yes, I'm kind of nerdy. Most eighteen-year-olds wouldn't beg to attend a weekly ladies only card game night, especially since they'd be the only one there under thirty-five or so... but I just loved the game. I also loved spending time with my family. I was even looking forward to getting the Queen of Spades tattoo that every female family member had inked on their lower back. I mean there probably wasn't another family anywhere that loved the game of Spades like ours did.
"Me neither," Mom smiled, "in fact, we're planning a special night for you very soon."
"Really?" I asked, unable to hide my excitement.
"Yes, soon you'll not only become a member of the Spades Club, but you'll be the newest Queen of Spades."
"Does that mean I'll get the tattoo?" I asked, there just being something cool and oddly sexy about that tattoo... plus, I wanted to be just like my Mom, Aunt, Grandma and Great Grandmother.
"Well, that goes without saying," Mom assured me.
"Can I get it tomorrow?" I asked.
"I don't know," Mom said. "I'll think about it."
"Okay," I said.
"I need to go, I mustn't be late," Mom said, glancing at the clock.
"Have fun," I said.
"I always do," Mom replied before giving me a hug.
Once she left, I went upstairs to finish my English essay and study for my math test.
An hour later, my essay completed, I went to pull my textbook and math notes out of my backpack, when I realized I'd left the entire backpack at Grandma's house earlier in the day when I'd stopped by for a visit, and to pick up the baking she'd done for tomorrow's bake sale at school for the debate club... because I'm cool enough to be a member of the debate club. (I know, most girls would think it cool to be a cheerleader or something, but I'm not most girls.)
I sighed. I knew Grandma would be away at the weekly Spades game wherever it was being held this week, so I grabbed a spare key and drove over.
I was surprised to see a bunch of vehicles parked near her house, so I assumed the Spades game was at Grandma's this time, although there seemed to be far too many cars for a single card game. Could they be holding a Spades tournament?
I walked up to the door, figuring I'd just say hi, grab my backpack, and head back out. So I opened the door and said, "Sorry, I'm just here to...." but stopped mid-sentence, since I was suddenly staring not at a game of Spades, but a massive orgy! Tits and asses and hard cocks everywhere, and hardly any clothing!
"Jamie," Mom gasped, wearing nothing but nylons, and she was being double penetrated by two large black men.
I was speechless as I stared at my Mom taking two men's dicks into her pussy and ass... neither of them my father's.
The men didn't stop fucking her as I looked around, and realized that every man there was black. And all the women, many of whom I knew, were white. My Grandma was on all fours sucking a black cock while getting fucked by another one from behind.
A woman I didn't recognize who had to be in her eighties, was bent over the dining room table, the same table I'd just removed the baking from a couple hours ago, by a massive black man, and she was moaning like crazy.
Three larger women were all taking turns sucking a younger skinny black guy.
Then I saw my Great Grandma riding a black man, although I couldn't see the black man at all... only my almost eighty-year-old Great Grandma riding his dick... with it in her ass!
"Jamie, come with me," Mom said, now on her feet and no longer with two dicks inside her, as she took my hand and hurriedly led me upstairs, where I saw Mrs. Walker, my English teacher, being roughly face fucked, and obviously too engaged to realize her star student was witnessing her being used.
Passing the bathroom, I glanced inside to see a very obese black man pissing on my neighbour Mrs. Decker, a large Latina, who I'd thought until this moment was a complete prude.
"Holy fuck," I gasped, as my Mom pulled me into Grandma's bedroom... which ironically was empty.
"What on earth are you
doing
here?" Mom asked, still completely naked except for the thigh highs. She was demanding an explanation as if
I
were the one in the wrong!
"What on earth are
you
doing?" I countered, stunned that instead of her being embarrassed or defending herself, since I'd just caught her cheating on her husband, my dad, she was annoyed with me!
"This is a Spades party," she said.
"Yes, I already knew that, but I don't get it, since I didn't see any cards or card tables," I said. "And very few clothes!"
"The men are all black," Mom pointed out the obvious.
After a couple of seconds the light bulb flashed on and I said, "Aaah, you mean black like an Ace of Spades."
"There you go," she smiled for the first time.
"So this naked melee is obviously not a card game," I said, as I verbally processed the stunning truth.
"Nope," she said, "although this wasn't the way we wanted you to find out."
"So our ubiquitous tattoo is a symbol of this... party I guess you could call it... and not the card game?" I asked, as everything I thought I'd known was suddenly blowing up in my face. Which, in retrospect, made some sense... what kind of family gets matching tattoos for a game they like? For instance I've never seen a family with matching Monopoly tattoos.
"Nope, it's a symbol to declare a white woman is a dedicated slut for BBC," Mom said.
"You have a tattoo to celebrate your lust for big black cock?" I asked.
"You
know