This is a prequel to "Niece's Decision" storyline. If you are offended by Non-Consent/Reluctance/Incest/ Blackmail/Raceplay/etc., do skip this and related stories. As always, all feedback is appreciated.
Deena didn't know how much time had passed; her mind was fighting with the new realization. Again, she went through the stages of grief but this time landed at acceptance a lot faster. As if sensing her resignation, Andrew gripped the back of her head harder as he looked down on Deena
"I knew from the day I met your family that you all had skeletons in your closets. Everyone does, but yours? Yours will make a German porn star blush but that's what happens when you all look so innocent. 'Church going folk!'" Andrew laughed at the last comment stopping the assault on Deena's face for a second but that did not last long and before too long she felt the pace pick up.
Deena blushed at the last comment, her family prided themselves on being good, upstanding, Christian people. At least that's how she was raised and believed her family to be "righteous". It wasn't until she graduated high school and came back early from college one year that she learned her family was "different". Deena remembered walking in, having just found out that she made the honor roll, and hearing noises that vaguely sounded like a mixture of someone getting hit hard, moans, and grunts. In short, it sounded like someone was watching a graphic porno. Deena knew her older sister, having never accomplished much but still being the favorite, had free roam of the house. Sometimes she lived upstairs, sometimes she moved downstairs when she wanted "privacy". While Deena was never allowed to have boys over, the same rules didn't always apply to her siblings, especially in this case.
Nothing could have prepared Deena for what she saw as she carefully pushed the door open. At first it looked like a mess of naked bodies but as she got closer, she could see her sister laying naked on the bed, a white man thrusting into her, while, and this was the most shocking thing, her own mother sat on her sister's face facing the man. The only person who was not naked, and this was no less shocking, was her own father recording the scene. Deena's mom, although almost 50 years of age, was still in great shape and was very much enjoying watching her oldest daughter being used. At the same time she was enjoying her daughter's, clearly, skilled tongue on her pussy.
"Mmmmmm yes lick mommy's pussy, just like I taught you." Deena's mom was moaning as she slid her pussy and ass up and down. "You like how that white cock fucks your nigger pussy, don't you? Mmmmmhmmm."
Deena could not believe her ears, the scene alone was shocking enough but to use such racial slurs, especially in front of the strange white man? That was uncouth to say the least. Deena's family was not shy about using the "N-word" but that was amongst family and only behind closed doors. It was the only "vice" she was aware they had. Yet here she was, cheating on her husband of 30 years while committing incest. Deena wasn't even sure it was cheating, I mean her father was right there, it was her own daughter, the stranger wasn't fucking her... was he?
Deena wanted to leave, this was too much for her on every level, yet she found herself mesmerized. She couldn't stop looking at the contrast of the man's 8 inches sliding in and out of her sister's dark pussy. Deena found herself trying to get a better look, she has seen her sister naked before but it was more in passing as they changed to go to the pool or during road trips when they would stay over at cousins' house and had to share a room. It was usually dark and given her sister's dark complexion, it was hard to see much of anything but now, now Deena was getting a good look. She quickly noticed that both her sister and mom were shaved bald, Deena thought back to her own grooming habits and realized they were polar opposite. While never allowing it to get out of control. Deena kept her "kitty" trimmed, at most a bikini wax but she felt that girls who shaved it off completely were having regular sex and likely not with the same person.
While Deena didn't consider herself a prude, she was saving herself a marriage like a good Christian would. She had plenty of suitors but none that would wait past a few dates before finding some excuse to put her hand on their crotch. Deena acted shocked and appalled and would push them away, threatening to tell her brothers and uncles which usually did the trick. However, later on that day she would find herself watching porn on the old VCR or leafing through her girlfriends' Playboys, Playgirls, and Hustler magazines that she would "borrow" and forget to return. The ideas intrigued her, excited her beyond anything she was willing to admit, but still she was resolute in her stance. As her mom and sister would tell her "once the ring comes on, your pants can come off". Things got especially difficult on prom night, when the hottest guy, Dashawn, in school asked her out.
Deena was excited to go but she wasn't dumb and knew what prom night entailed. Rumor around the school was that Dashawn was known for collecting a girl's most prized possession. Deena hated unpleasantries and uncertainty, as she always said "there's nothing worse than living in limbo". She thought long and hard about what she was and was not willing to let happen and finally asked to meet her potential date after school. The conversation was short and sweet, Deena informed him that she was a virgin, as was widely known in her grade, and was 100% set on staying that way. If anything was to happen to her...purity, the same fate would befall Dashawn's "other" virginity, her family would make sure of that. However, Deena was a reasonable woman and offered Dashawn everything but sex which, and she was very clear about this, included oral sex. The thought of putting her mouth on something where pee came out of or having someone put their mouth on her "kitty" sent shudders down her spine.
Dashawn reluctantly agreed while starting to think of ways to get Deena to change her mind. He valued his ass and certainly knew what would happen if he forced anything BUT if she willingly agreed and there was evidence of that... well all the better. Prom was great, Dashawn picked her up in a limo with two other couples, they snuck some wine and started the evening with a few sips. The evening went great, Deena loved dancing and her date did not disappoint. The music was the usual cheesy prom soundtrack which of course included quite a few slow dances.
Deena found herself closely pressing herself to Dashawn as her nibbled on her ear and neck while his hands would move from her waist to her ass. She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter on the dance floor and started to blush. He whispered softly in her ear, asking her if she wanted to get out of there and she nodded slowly no but as she felt him through his pants, she got curious and quickly nodded yes. That was all the encouragement Dashawn needed and before she knew it, they were back in the backseat of the limo that brought them there. Dashawn wasted no time pinning Deena down and while she loved being in control in every aspect of her life, she enjoyed the sudden loss of it. No fingers outside her own ever gotten this close to her kitty and the sudden realization of that made Deena pause but it was too late, his fingers were already inside. Dashawn had no problem getting two fingers in, given how wet Deena was already, and before too long she found herself shaking, pushing herself down on them while he licked and sucked her earlobes and neck. This wasn't Dashawn's first rodeo and he managed to get her off another couple times before he decided to take things further.
At this point Deena was a sloppy mess, she never came this many times in a row as she always felt guilty when she would have an orgasm while masturbating. Deena didn't know if it was a combination of wine, the mind-blowing orgasms she got, or something else but before she knew it, Dashawn's face was between her legs and in addition to his fingers, his tongue was running up and down her kitty. From time to time, he would stop and nibble on her clit which sent waves of intense pleasure throughout her body. It didn't take long for Deena to start shaking and push Dashawn's face into her as she, without realizing, began grinding herself against his face.
Deena lost count of how many times she came but she learned that night why Dashawn's nickname was "Lips", he certainly had a talent for going down. Dashawn loved eating pussy but even more so, he loved eating virgin pussy. According to him it just had a different taste and Deena's was no exception. He would've enjoyed staying there for a while longer but felt like his pants were about to rip. In one quick motion, he repositioned himself while pulling his dick out and before Deena knew it, she felt his dick on her lips. Instinctively, she opened her mouth without realizing what was about to happen but that was all the opening Dashawn needed, he slowly but aggressively began pushing his cock in while holding the back of her head with his hand.
"MMMMMM just like that, all you virgin girls just need to be taught. All that repressed pussy energy just itching to come out y'all and you turn into dirty lil sluts." With that last comment Dashawn picked up the pace while Deena couldn't help but start rubbing her kitty. She heard comments like that in the pornos she watched but never thought she would be on the receiving end.
"Yeah, suck my cock slut, don't worry I won't tell nobody about the shit you were moaning and you lucky I'm a man of my word, well... mostly...." Dashawn chuckled at his own joke and Deena breathed a sigh of relief, he wasn't going to try and fuck her. She didn't know whether she was happy or sad about that but before she had time to really react, Dashawn pulled out of her mouth and started to quickly stroke it in front of her face. Before she could realize what was going to happen, the first wave hit her cheek, then her forehead, she closed her eyes and not a moment too soon as the final few spurts landed on her eyelids and hair. She heard a few *clicks* and realized he was taking photos. Deena didn't know whether to stay still but ultimately the submissive side of her disappeared and she began to swing her arms trying to get the camera from him. This proved to be extremely difficult as her eyes were still closed and Dashawn was pinning her down.
"Relax girl, ain't nobody going to see those. They're for my personal collection but you keep acting out and I may not be so nice."
