Summary:
Mom catches daughter with an older black man, and...
Note 1:
This is a
Summer 2023 Contest Story
, so please vote.
Note 2:
This story was inspired by, but is dramatically different from a Cherie Olson and Samantha Rone Tushy scene from years ago.
Note 3:
Thanks to
Tex Beethoven
for editing this story.
Family Anal Play with BBC
All the stars were aligned for what I ended up doing... quite willingly.
During a summer Sunday afternoon, I committed a plethora of sins that would forever change my life in almost every feasible way.
But before I get into that, I should mention that none of this would have happened if my husband hadn't decided he needed to stay in San Francisco for an extra day before flying back home... or maybe even later.
I should also note that the shocking events of that day forever changed my previously somewhat strained relationship with my eighteen-year-old daughter Lylee.
In retrospect, our strain was because of a few things.
I was attempting to live up to the prim and proper picket fence lifestyle we were living.
She was eighteen and going through her own rebellion... like I'd done at eighteen.
I didn't realize it at the time, but she was pretty much identical to me at eighteen: in looks, personality, stubbornness, and as I would very soon discover, sexually she was a complete freak. (So the apple hadn't fallen very far from the tree!)
But I didn't want her to ruin her life by getting pregnant at twenty like I had. I don't blame her for my pregnancy, it was my mistake, and I wouldn't change the past for anything, but I wanted her to go to college once she'd finished high school, and to enjoy some freedom in her life before being tied down with a husband and a child or two.
With all that said, one thing that will shock any Mom to her core is walking in on her daughter having sex... and that shock was doubled because the man was more than twice her age. Christ, he was a decade or two older than I was! Also, I knew this man... he was the owner of the grocery store down the street... everyone called him Big Joe. I'd known him for almost as long as I'd been a mother... we moved here when Lylee was three. He'd always been nothing but friendly and warm. A pillar of the community.
Yet there he was, standing in my backyard stark naked, my daughter in a bikini, her hair in pigtails, sucking his cock. She didn't go to church with me today because she said she had a major project she was working on. Although I never asked, I'd assumed it was for her summer job. She'd been hired to do some online web design for a law firm.
I was arriving back from church, dressed in conservative church-appropriate outer attire, but having thought my husband was flying home today, I was dressed in sexy lingerie underneath... a white lace bra with a matching garter-belt and stockings... and a sinful secret... no panties... which was very wicked for attending church. But I was horny, and I needed to get laid
so fucking bad!
Yet that small effort had ended up being a waste of my time, since Jake had texted me while I was in church that he wouldn't be coming home until at least tomorrow... and maybe even later than that!
So I was angry (actually pissed, since this was twice this month he'd postponed his arrival home, and it had been happening more and more in the past few months)... so annoyed... and horny... the mixture made it the perfect storm for what I was about to experience.
It was a blistering summer day, easily 100 º F. (a little hotter than the usual 92 º most days had been recently), and I noticed the side gate was open. I went to close it, and then decided just to go in the back door. Now that my husband wasn't coming home to give me the good fucking I needed, I might as well go skinny dipping in the pool. Since we lived in San Diego, a pool is a must.
As I walked around the house, I froze in my tracks upon hearing the unmistakable sex act occurring in my backyard even before I saw anything! I heard a man say, not yet knowing who it was, "That's it, slut, work that dick over. Get it nice and wet for me."
My eyes went wide.
What the fuck?
A moment later, he asked, "Are you my three-hole cum slut, Lylee?"
I couldn't believe what he'd just said, or my daughter's response.
"Oh yes, Big Joe, I want to feel all of this big, black, fat dick inside my teen pussy, and my tight little asshole," my daughter answered in a sexy, submissive, naughty way.
My jaw dropped open as the reality of who was in my backyard sank in. None of this seemed at all believable!
"Yeah, you loved it when I ass fucked you in front of your boyfriend, didn't you?"
"Yeah, I loved watching Mike stroking his tiny dick while you fucked my asshole with your massive superior dick," my daughter responded wickedly.
The idea that she willingly took it in the ass was one shock: the realization she was taking it in the ass from a man in his fifties was another shock; the thought her college football star had watched her take it in the ass seemed unbelievable; the fact she was doing this in the back yard knowing I'd be getting home around now, or within the next half hour (usually I stayed after the service for some visiting, but today I was so upset my husband wasn't coming home I decided to leave... I couldn't fake being happy, given the mood I was in).
"Yeah, the way he ate my cum out of your ass so eagerly, was pretty hot," Big Joe said.
"Yeah, he's becoming a perfect cuck for the BNWO," my daughter said, an acronym that didn't make any sense to me.
"Yeah, and you're the perfect little three-hole fuck toy for the order," he added.
"And a recruiter too," my daughter added, as I listened in confused fascination. "Becky, Sara, Jane, Betty, Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Ferguson, and Mrs. Walker."
"Yeah, and you have one more important recruitment in the works right now, don't you, my little cum bucket?" he asked.
"Yes, Daddy," my daughter replied, while instead of confronting this man who was using my daughter, I pulled out my phone and googled BNWO, even while I pondered the long list of names she'd just rattled off. Becky was her best friend, Sara and Jane were both fellow gymnasts, Betty was a nerdish girl who was over last week working on some science project, Mrs. Jones our seventy-year-old neighbour across the street, Mrs. Ferguson the minister's wife I'd chatted with a couple of hours ago before the service (while I was still in a passably good mood), and Mrs. Walker (Jasmine, one of her teachers, and my best friend).
I then gasped again.
BNWO stands for Black New World Order, where black supremacy over all other races, especially us whites, is fetishized.
That was wild.
Sure, I had my own fetish for black and white porn. The majority of the porn I watched was interracial... but I'd still never come across that acronym before.
BNWO.
The thought of such a modern fetish, and not just an isolated secret within my own perverted thoughts, had my bare pussy tingling, and I even felt a little wetness leak out and trickle a few inches down my leg.
Curious, and led largely by a neglected libido and a confusingly wet pussy, I crept silently to the corner of the house and peeked around the corner.
I saw my daughter on her knees, sucking Big Joe's dick... and as I stood there once again in paralyzed shock, I realized why he was called Big Joe. His dick was
massive!
For way longer than I should have, I watched my pretty daughter, a younger version of myself, sucking that huge cock.
I'd sucked a lot of cocks when I was her age... I always loved the power of sucking dick, where I was in control of a guy's pleasure. Yet, I'd never taken a dick that big into my mouth, or in any of my holes for that matter... and in my younger days I would take dick in all three holes... even got spit roasted a couple times... but I never got triple teamed, although it was a fantasy of mine.
Also, I'd never hooked up with a black man.
I hadn't thought much about BBC when I was younger, but in the past couple of years... it had become, as I've mentioned already, a taboo fantasy.... yet until this moment, it had just been a naughty visualization that got me off the plethora of times my husband was out of town, and I was relying on my rabbit vibrator to get me off.
My husband was a good man, a good lover even, with a good-sized six-inch dick, but he was often out of town, which had led to me watching a lot of porn... and as time progressed, it became predominantly BBC porn.
BBC dicks weren't much bigger than the white ones in porn... since all porn dicks were big... but the black ones just had a visual appeal that I couldn't explain.
It wasn't the taboo of it all... there was something about a black dick that just made my pussy burn. There was also something about the oozing of confidence that really turned me on too. It was often a quiet confidence, but it still exuded from them.
And in porn at least, they knew how to fuck a woman... and in online articles, I read that seemed to be true in real life as well. And as I watched Big Joe fucking my daughter's mouth while my daughter made sloppy sounds, plus occasional gags while she took that big dick deep in her mouth, porn seemed to be telling it like it was.
This was hotter than any porn scene I'd ever watched, or erotica I'd ever read...which I had to push out of my head, since this was just way too taboo... this was my daughter... I shouldn't be watching her doing this... I should be looking out for my daughter... my hand shouldn't be stuck under my dress, rubbing my wet pussy.
Finally, breaking myself away from my own lust, from my own fantasies, from my own desire to suck that huge black dick and take it into my pussy, I snatched my fingers away from my fevered pussy, fake-stormed into my backyard and asked the dumbest question in the history of questions, "What's going on here?"
My daughter looked around at me, as Big Joe pulled his dick out of her mouth, and she smiled warmly, still on her knees, and showing no shame at all from being caught with an old man's black dick in her mouth, as she reached up to stroke it. "Hi, Mommy. How was church?"
Big Joe's dick was now just a dozen feet away from me, and it looked even larger and more majestic from up close. God, I wanted that dick!
"It was fine," I answered, trying to focus, but having a hard time. That dick was just so perfect, and it totally distracted me from my motherly obligations.
"Hi, Mrs. Olson," Big Joe greeted, not even trying to hide his fully erect dick, glistening with my daughter's saliva.
"Hi, Big Joe," I said, unable to stop myself from staring at his huge dick. It was like it was a magnet drawing me in.
Lylee got off her knees and came over to me, saying, "I'll take care of this, don't go anywhere."
"Sure, sure," Big Joe said with a smooth confidence that turned me on even more.
"L-L-Lylee," I stammered, as she reached me. "This was the major project you had to attend to instead of attending church?"
"Consider it my version of worshipping," my daughter shrugged.
"He's over fifty years old," I pointed out.
