Thank you to Oldbroad76 for editing this for me.
I didn't really know which category to put this one under. So far they have all been "Gay Male" and although there are plenty of gay scenes in this story there are also plenty of other scenes.
So I settled on Incest as that does seem to be a major factor in this particular category.
But what you can expect... Gay Male, Lesbian, Incest and Interracial.
Getting to Watch
"There's a good little faggot." My wife, Joanne moaned.
I was between her legs on Callum and Melissa's bed. Well, it used to be our bed, but Callum made us swap with my daughter.
Joanne was naked, her legs spread, and I was running my tongue up and down her pussy. She tasted perfect, so sweet, and I kept pushing my tongue as deep into her as I could.
"How's that pussy tasting?" Callum said from the side.
I turned my head and saw the young, amazing black man next to me. He was completely naked, and instantly my eyes went to his big, hard, black cock.
"Amazing, Daddy." I told him and returned to licking my wife.
"Just think," Callum said as he moved around the room, "eventually you'll see a little black baby come out of there."
"Mmm." I moaned back. For some sick reason, knowing my wife was pregnant with Callum's child really turned me on.
I felt some more movement on the bed followed by a sucking sound.
Looking up, I saw my wife had her head facing Callum with her mouth open and her lips wrapped around his big, black cock.
"Mmmm." My wife moaned as she sucked his dick.
Fuck, just seeing that had my own smaller cock so hard.
I carried on licking her pussy while listening to her moan around our black lover's cock. Callum had well and truly taken over the family.
For a few minutes, all that could be heard was me licking Joanne's pussy and her sucking Callum's dick.
"Right, get out the way, faggot. It's time to fuck your whore wife." He said.
"Yes Daddy." I replied and quickly got off the bed.
"You can sit there and stroke that little cock like last time." He said and pointed to the chair in the corner of the room.
I sat down, pushing the butt plug in my ass deeper as I watched this young black man mount my white wife.
"Ready, you knocked up slut?" Callum asked as he lined his massive cock up with her pussy.
"Yes Daddy," My wife moaned. "Shove that baby making cock deep in my cunt as my faggot husband watches."
"Oooh god." I moaned listening to her. Fuck, I loved the humiliation.
I stared intently as his massive cock stretched my wife's pussy until he was balls deep inside of her. How did she ever enjoy my small cock before?
"Oh fuck! Yes Daddy! Fuck my slutty little cunt!" My wife moaned as Callum hammered into her.
His body was perfect, dark as the night sky with muscles that flexed as he fucked my wife.
Joanne moaned like a whore. Callum had arranged for Melissa and Jack to be out, so she could be as loud as she wanted.
Her legs wrapped around his ebony waist and pulled him deeper into her.
I stroked my own cock at the sight.
"You like seeing me being fucked by a real dick?" Joanne moaned and looked at me.
"I love it," I moaned back and wanked faster. "I love seeing your pregnant cunt getting destroyed by his cock."
Joanne went back to moaning passionately. They never kissed though. No, Joanne would only kiss me. God, I loved her.
I carried on watching Callum batter my wife's pussy with his cock. Joanne came three times until eventually I came over myself. Then shortly after, Callum filled my wife's pussy with another load of cum.
"Come and lick her clean, faggot." Callum ordered, pulling himself from my wife.
In a heartbeat, I was between her legs and tasting his thick, creamy cum pouring out of her pussy.
"Mmmm." I moaned at the delicious taste.
After a few minutes of licking my wife's hole until she was clean, I turned my head and licked Callum's cock clean, also.
"Such a queer." My wife laughed as I sucked and licked Callum's flaccid but still massive cock.
Callum then pulled out of my mouth and left the room without saying a word.
"Come up here and kiss me!" Joanne ordered.
I ran up and laid on top of my wife, kissing her as passionately as ever. My cock was already hard again, and it tapped against her pussy, but we couldn't have sex. Callum said I wasn't going to be putting my cock in my wife ever again, except for blowjobs.
"I love you." She said, breaking the kiss and looking into my eyes.
"I love you, too." I replied and kissed her back.
Complete Loss of Power
The next day, I was in the living room with Joanne sitting next to me, and we were just watching TV.
"So, your mum and dad will be here this weekend?" She asked me.
The thought terrified me. I did my best to just blank it out, but I knew it was coming, although I had no idea how it was going to go. My dad was an old-fashioned man's man, and I knew how he was going to react when he saw how Callum ran this house. Especially adding the fact that he was a little racist, as well.
"I know, has Daddy said anything to you about it?" I asked her.
"Not really," Joanne admitted. "I wonder if he will act any differently when they're here."
"Yeah, me too." I replied.
I had to push the thoughts away until there was actually something I could do.
Luckily, the front door opened shortly after, and in walked Callum with Melissa practically hanging off him.
My beautiful, once innocent daughter. Who would've known when she first brought Callum to our house that he was going to change all of our lives? And if only she knew that she had committed incest with me when I licked her pussy before Callum took her virginity.
That thought made me wonder if Joanne and Melissa had done anything sexual. Neither of them would confirm or deny it, but knowing what Callum had me and Jack do, I wouldn't be surprised.
"Out of the way, we're sitting there." Callum said, walking up to me and Joanne.
"Of course, Daddy." We replied in unison and stood up.
Joanne headed into the kitchen to start dinner.
"What are you cooking?" He asked.
"Lasagne." Joanne replied.
"Fuck that," Callum scoffed back. "Make some chicken instead."
"Oh, erm, yes Daddy." Joanne said back to him.
I sat on the other sofa in silence for a moment. Melissa's hands were all over Callum. It was like she was obsessed, but to be fair, we all were.
"Stevie, get me a beer." Callum said, changing the channel from what I was watching.
"Yes Daddy." I replied and stood up.
I headed into the kitchen and saw Joanne getting the food ready.
"Hey," I said and got her attention, "Why don't I do this? You can go relax."
"Are you sure?" She replied with a huge smile.
"Definitely," I told her, "I'll give this to Callum, and then I'll come do the rest."
Joanne walked up to me and kissed me on the cheek.
"Thank you, sweetie." She whispered.
I returned and handed Callum his beer as Melissa was practically wrapped around him. Then I returned to the kitchen just as Joanne was joining them in the living room.
It wasn't until 20 minutes later when everything was in the oven that I returned to the living room.
Instantly I could sense tension in the air.
Callum was on the sofa, watching TV and leaning forward, and Joanne was behind him, massaging his back. Then just to Callum's left was Melissa. She had her arms crossed with a furious look on her face.
"Everything okay?" I asked as I sat down.
"Fine." Callum replied for all of them.
But as soon as he said it, Melissa gave a massive huff, stood up, and marched out of the room.
"What's wrong with her?" I asked.
"Think she's jealous of this slut." Callum laughed. He didn't lower his voice or anything, and Joanne just carried on massaging him like nothing was going on.
Another fifteen minutes went by, and Joanne never stopped massaging Callum while Melissa stayed in her room.
"I'm going for a shower," Callum eventually said and stood up, "Pick a movie for tonight."
"Yes Daddy." Joanne replied and grabbed the remote.
She flicked through for a few minutes. As she searched the options, I realized that Jack had been in his room all day, and I thought it would be nice to have us all together.
Joanne agreed, and I headed upstairs to get our son. I suppose I should've been shocked at what I saw, but I wasn't. Callum was in there, completely naked this time, and my son, if you could still call him that, was on his knees sucking his dick.
As I looked at my son, he was dressed completely as a woman again. He had a woman's wig on and a face full of make-up -
he's really learnt how to do his make-up properly lately -
He was also wearing a very short, red dress, thigh high fishnet stocking, and 6-inch high heels.
To anyone else looking, you would just think that it was a girl.
"You really should knock, Stevie." Callum moaned at me as Jack seemed unfazed by my being there. He carried on giving the blowjob.
"Sorry, Daddy." I whispered and closed the door.
"Jackie here was just desperate for some black chocolate since she's only had your white one lately. Isn't that right?" Callum moaned.
Jack pulled the dick from his mouth and looked at me with no shame.
"It's true, Steve. I needed Daddy's cock in my mouth again." He said.
"Plus your daughters being all bitchy about Joanne being so touchy feely with me, so I needed another whore to use." Callum then laughed and looked at my son. "What else did you beg for?" Callum asked.
Jack looked me dead in the eye.
"I begged Daddy to fuck my pussy again. I miss feeling so stretched by his cock. Yours doesn't stretch me that much." Jack told me and then went back to sucking Callum's cock.
This entire house had become a sex pit revolving around this young black man.
What's worse, I was horny as fuck watching it.
I just stood there, my small hard cock pressed against the inside of my jeans as I watched my son bob up and down on this big, black cock with pure love. It wasn't even ten minutes when I watched Callum filled his mouth with a load of cum.
