Blondie's Home Movies
By Photodude2020
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, all characters portrayed are 18 years or older.
Codes : M/F, MM/F, Inc, Inter, Oral, Anal, First, Nc/cons, Reluc, Voy, DP
Dagwood Bumstead was in big trouble because of his gambling habit. He owed his black bookie Vinnie big time and was overdue on his payment. He'd tried to recoup with more bets but he was on a horrendous losing streak and now had no way to pay up. He knew what would happen. Vinnie would send his men for him soon. He tried not to let his family pick up the sense of dread that was building within him and hadn't yet found the courage to tell his wife Blondie about his addiction and the consequences of it.
Early on a Friday evening Vinnie and three of his enforcers showed up on the Bumstead doorstep. Dagwood heard the commotion at the front door as the men pushed their way into his house. He just sat with his eyes locked onto the floor as the four huge black men gathered his family around him.
"What do you mean barging into my house without being invited," Blondie yelled at the men. She was quickly pushed onto the couch to join her husband and her children, Alex, and Cookie. She eyes grew wide as Vinnie laid out her husband's dealings with him and the huge amount of money owed him. "Dagwood, how could you. I can't believe this. What were you thinking?" she lashed out at him.
Vinnie took in the scene before him and an idea began to form in his brain as his eyes went over the ripe bodies of the Bumstead woman. The mother was a luscious blonde in her mid-thirties. She had a fabulous body with big full tits and a great little ass. The daughter was a younger version of her beautiful mother with a look of sweet innocence that gave his dick a stir as he drank in her charms.
He told the mother to shut up and then made them an offer they couldn't refuse. "I can't let you welch on your marker Bumstead. If I did that I'd lose respect and everyone would try to play me. I got no choice but to make an example of you and kill you all."
"Oh please don't kill us," Blondie cried. "There must be another way for my husband to repay you. Please give him more time." "Well now little lady, there may be a way out for you," Vinnie sheered as he stared at her big tits. "You do what I tell you to do and I won't kill you. You can work it off." "Oh thank you yes, we'll do anything, just don't hurt us," Blondie said as her husband hung his head in shame.
"OK, that's that right attitude. I didn't know that Bumstead had such a hot looking wife and daughter. I got me a side business providing tapes to a European distributor. I can make a lot of money with you guys making movies for me and that'll work off your debt. "What, I don't understand," she said. "Movies tapes????" "Come on sister, pornos. Your family's going to be my new stars," he said as he leered at them.
"OH MY GOD," Blondie moaned. No, please... not that! "Look sweet cheeks," he told her. "It's a little fucking and sucking or a permanent swim in the river... your choice. "Blondie thought about it and knew that they were trapped by her husband's weakness. What choice did they have, if she refused they would be killed. She looked at the four huge men and the ominous bulges in their pants as she slowly nodded her head as Dagwood looked down at the floor. Beside her on the couch her daughter and son sat straight up as the implications of what they would be forced to do flooded their young minds.
Vinnie looked them over and told two of his men to out to the cars and bring in the video equipment that he kept in his trunk. "We'll do your screen test right here. How good you make it look will determine your future, if you know what I mean," he said as he feasted on the ripe figures of the blonde-haired mother and daughter.
When his men returned he told the frightened family what they had to do. "OK Mom, you take junior here up to your room and you better make it good. If any of you don't play along, you all pay the price. One for all and all for one got it."
Blondie stared at him, then looked at her nineteen-year-old son and slowly nodded her head. "Come on Alex," she said as she took him by the hand and looked into his eyes. We don't have a choice if we want to survive. Your father has got us into this and we'll just have to get out of this on our own."
As she led Alex by the hand to her bedroom, Vinnie told Tyrone to take one of the cameras and do the filming. "Help the kid if he isn't up to it Tyrone. We can never get enough black on blonde tapes. Those European guys eat that shit up," he snickered. "Do what you got to."
Tyrone watched the beautiful blonde mother walk across the room and smiled, "My pleasure boss, I think the bitch needs a taste of black meat and I'm going to give it to her."
Dagwood jumped up and started to protest at Tyrone's leering reply but was quickly silenced by a right hand from the hulking Deon that sent him flying back to the couch. He could only watch in horror as the huge black man followed his wife and son up the stairs. Vinnie smiled as he watched them depart then turned his attention to Dagwood's sweet innocent young daughter Cookie. "OK, sweet thing, let's get started. Get over here and suck me off. Jake, get that camera going for the kid's screen test."