My Daughter's Blac Boyfriend

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A New Kind of Threeway

"So, how's he doing?" I asked as I sat in my car on the phone.

"Same really." My mum sighed.

"Think he's going to calm down any time soon after what happened?" I asked her.

I hadn't heard from my dad at all since that dinner night.

"It's only been three months," My mum replied. "He just needs more time."

I sighed again, knowing how stubborn my dad was. I dreaded to think what his reaction would be after Joanne gave birth to a black baby.

"So," My mum continued when I didn't reply, "How is everyone?"

"Yeah, same old." I told her.

"And... how's Callum?" She asked.

I couldn't help but feel my cock twitch when she mentioned him. The image of watching her taking his big, black cock was burned into my memory, the memory of listening to my own mum moan like a slut as the black man that had fucked our entire family hammered into her pussy.

"He's fine," I told her, "Why?"

As far as my mum was aware, no one knew about her cheating on my dad with Callum.

"No reason." She quickly shot back, very badly hiding her nerves.

"I should get inside. I'll speak to you soon, Mum." I said.

"Yeah, speak soon. I love you." She replied.

"I love you, too." I told her and then put the phone down.

Getting out of my car, my work bag was over my shoulder as I headed inside.

"I'm home!" I shouted.

Joanne's car was on the drive, but she was nowhere to be seen. I wondered if she and Callum were in the middle of fucking again.

So I headed upstairs, hoping to get to clean up after them, or even better, have Callum fuck me or even Joanne with the dildo that was shaped on Callum's cock.

As I got halfway up the stairs, I heard moaning and a slapping sound, which just turned me on even more.

As soon as I realised there was sex going on, I rushed up. It was definitely coming from Joanne and mine's bedroom.

But when I opened the door, my mouth nearly hit the floor in shock of what I witnessed.

It wasn't Callum fucking my wife or even Melissa fucking her. Oh no. This was something new.

My son, although he is more of a daughter now... was on all fours, wearing a red dress that was pulled up over his hips. He wore a blonde wig, and his face was full of make-up. Behind him was my wife, Joanne, completely naked except for the strap-on that she used to fuck our son.

"About time you got home." She said and smiled at me.

Jack turned and looked at me. He didn't have a shocked look on his face at all, so I guessed they were expecting me.

"What.... How... what?" I asked, unable to gather my thoughts.

SPANK!

Joanne slapped Jack's ass, and he let out a high-pitched moan.

"Bounce back on my cock, slut." She told him.

"Yes, Mum." He moaned.

I watched in awe as our son started to bounce back and forth, taking that giant, black dildo completely inside of him over and over. Then I looked at my wife who was still smiling.

"So, you're not the only one who has fucked our son." She laughed.

"You knew?" I asked, amazed at how well she was taking it.

"It wasn't hard to figure out," She said as Jack fucked himself with her strap-on the whole time. "You weren't shocked at all when Jack came out at that dinner, and you took the whole Melissa situation so understandably. And knowing Callum, I was able to connect the dots."

I assumed that Joanne had informed Jack that she had been committing incest with Melissa as he didn't react to this at all.

Although I was in complete shock over what I was watching, my cock was rock hard! Seeing my wife fucking our son while wielding the big strap-on that she had used on me so many times - fuck, it was hot!

"Ooh fuck!" Jack moaned in a high-pitched voice.

"You like that, don't you, Jackie?" My wife asked and slapped his ass again.

"Yeees Mum," Jack moaned, "I love your big, black cock in my pussy!"

As I watched our son bounce back on her fake cock, I noticed something on him.

"What's that?" I asked and pointed at his crotch.

"Oh this?" Joanne said and reached around, "This is a cock cage."

She grabbed it and shook it, making Jack squeal a little.

"Wow." I replied.

"Tell him why, son." Joanne said.

"Because I'm a girl," Jack moaned, "And girls don't have cocks... so neither do I."

"That's right," Joanne said, grabbing his hips and stopping him from bouncing, "You will never use this cock again. You'll piss sitting down, and only your mouth and pussy will be for pleasure."

Oh my god, this is fucking wild!

"Yeeeeesss!" Jack moaned as Joanne started to fuck him.

"Daddy thought it was a good idea." Joanne said.

I watched her thrusting the entire cock in and out of our son.

It was amazing to see, and my cock was rock hard.

"Why don't you shut up our daughter's mouth with your cock?" Joanne asked me. "He doesn't want any pussy, and Callum is out, so yours will have to do."

"Gladly!" I shouted and ripped off my clothes.

I held my hard cock in front of Jack's mouth. His lips were covered in red, and he truly looked like a girl.

"Open up, my sissy daughter." I told him.

"Yes Steve." Jack moaned.

He opened his mouth, and I grabbed his head and shoved my entire cock inside. It wasn't difficult for him, especially since he could take Callum's big dick.

In fact, Jack didn't gag at all as I fucked his mouth with my entire cock.

Both my wife and I spit roasted our "son" who moaned and squealed like a girl. The look of pure lust in my wife's eyes was amazing, and I watched her tits bounce as she fucked his asshole.

Feeling his throat wrap around my own cock was amazing as well, and my balls slapped against his chin.

"How does her mouth feel?" My wife asked.

"So fucking good." I moaned back to her.

"Better than mine?" She asked with a smile.

"He is pretty good," I told her, "But he has been sucking my dick regularly for months now."

Joanne slapped our son's ass and fucked him even harder.

"I can't believe you've been fucking our son for so long," Joanne said. "His little pussy does look tight around this cock though."

"Do you want to watch her take a real dick?" I moaned, both of us completely ignoring the fact that we were fucking our son.

"I've already seen Daddy fuck him a few times," Joanne admitted, "But sure."

She pulled out, and even when I stepped behind him, Jack's asshole was still gaped open.

With ease, I slid my cock inside and listened to him moan.

"Oh god, fuck me, Steve." Jack whispered.

I grabbed onto his thin hips and started to thrust in and out of Jack's tight asshole.

A few moments passed when I suddenly felt my wife's hand on my hips and her warm breath on my ear.

"I'm going to fuck you as you fuck our son." She whispered.

I nearly came right then and there!

She lined up the big, black strap-on with my ass, and I stayed balls deep in our son as she pushed inside of me.

"Fuuuccking hell!" I moaned as my asshole gripped onto the strap-on.

"That's it, my faggot husband. Fuck our faggot son!" Joanne whispered.

She pulled my head to one side and passionately made out with me.

I thrusted forward into my son's asshole, then pulled back and felt my wife's strap-on go deeper inside of me. I was the filling in this perfect sandwich.

Over and over, I moved back and forth until I couldn't take it any longer.

"I'm gonna cum!" I moaned.

"Good!" Joanne moaned back. "Cum inside of him. Cum in our son's pussy!"

"OOOHH FUUUCCKK!!" I grunted as my balls unloaded deep into our son's bowels.

"Yeeeeessss!!" Jack squealed in return.

When I finally stopped filling up my son, I pulled back and watched my cum leak from his hole. Wanting to be a dirty slut for my wife, I dove my face between his cheeks and started licking.

"Oooh, you filthy faggot!" My wife laughed and slapped my ass. "Oh and look, little Jack came as well."

It was true. Somehow my son had cum in his cock cage!

I carried on eating my own cum from my son's ass as my wife watched. When it was finally done, she told him to go back to his room and had me lick her pussy until she came.

A short while later we both sitting on the sofa, cuddling close together.

"So, what does Jack know exactly?" I asked her.

My wife smiled at me.

"So, he knows that Callum is fucking me, but he hasn't said that he knows Callum is the father," and then rubbed her growing belly. "But he must know."

"And does he know about you and Melissa?" I asked.

"No, Callum hasn't told him about that yet." Joanne told me.

"Fair enough." I said and smiled.

I placed my hand onto Joanne's belly; she was started to show a lot more lately. A few more months and she would be giving birth to Callum's black baby, although I dreaded what the neighbours would think when they saw the baby.

The Painting

I had just finished eating Joanne's pussy again until she came. It had been months since I had felt what it was like to have sex with her or have my dick anywhere near a pussy.

The only place my cock ever went was her mouth, Jack's mouth, or Jack's asshole. To be honest, I wasn't missing it that much. I was sexually satisfied enough that it didn't really bother me. Plus, I knew that Joanne was happy because she was getting regular big cock from Callum.

We put on some comfortable clothes and headed downstairs where we were met with Callum, completely naked and sitting on the sofa with a huge grin.

Melissa then walked in like nothing was wrong.

"Hey." She said and sat next to Callum.

She gave Joanne a stern look. As far as I was aware, Melissa didn't know that I knew of her and Joanne's incestuous relationship.

It was so normal now that Callum walked around naked that no one thought anything of it.

"So, I have a present for you both." Callum said with a smile.

"What kind of present?" I asked.

I looked at Joanne who looked equally confused as me.

"It's for everyone really, to have in my house." He replied and sat back, stretching out his arms.

His house? Does he mean this house? I mean... I guess he does run everything around here.

"Slut, go and get it." He said to Melissa who happily skipped out of the room.

We all watched her skip out, and I couldn't help but stare at her amazingly tight ass in those tight shorts as she left.

"Faggot, come here, quick." Callum whispered.

I rushed over and leant down for him to whisper in my ear.

"Tomorrow night is going to be your last night ever feeling that little cock inside of a woman," He told me. "So, make the most of it."

"What do you mean?" I asked back.

"You've seen Jack's new toy," He said and I remembered the cage. "You've got your own coming soon."

I turned to Joanne with my eyes wide open, and she was just smiling back at me. I could only assume she knew this was happening.

And as we all looked at each other, Melissa grunted as she re-entered the living room.

She was holding something very tall and thin in her hands. It was covered with a sheet, which piqued my attention. Then she sat it down in front of the TV.

"Okay, reveal it." Callum told her.

As she pulled the sheet away, my mouth nearly hit the floor.

Standing there, nearly 4 feet tall, was a giant painting in a golden frame.

What was painted is what really shocked me.

It was the whole family.

In the middle, on a giant throne, was Callum, sitting there like a king. He was painted with nothing on but tight, black boxers. His skin was so dark, and the painting really showed off his muscular body.

On the floor to Callum's left in the painting was Melissa. She was on her knees, smiling up at him. She was dressed in just a pink bra and thong. I knew from the few times that I had seen her naked that this painting was very accurate!

Then on Callum's right was Jack. He was wearing a woman's dress and had a face full of make-up. He was again on his knees but as if he was facing out of the painting.

Then standing to Callum's left was Joanne. She was facing Callum, and her queen of spades tattoo could be seen. Just like Melissa, Joanne was painted in just a bra and thong. It also showed her baby bump, except in the painting she was further along in her pregnancy.

Finally, there was me.

Standing on Callum's right. I... I was dressed in a woman's maid outfit. It was like a sexy lingerie outfit, and I was holding a silver tray with a glass of beer on it looking at Callum.

All of us. Our whole family with Callum at the centre... right where he belonged.

I wasn't the man of this house, this painting proved that. Callum was. He owned everyone and everything, and I wouldn't change a second of it.

"So, what do you think?" He asked.

When I turned to look at him, he had a giant smile from ear to ear.

"It's... it's..." I looked back at the painting and then again at Callum, "It's great, Daddy."

"Glad you think so," He replied. "I think we put it up right where you come into the house so everyone can see it. What do you think?"

This panicked me. As soon as anyone stepped foot in the house, this would be the first thing they saw! But I knew better than to disagree.

"Great idea." I replied.

"Good boy." Callum said.

I looked at Melissa who was smiling at me.

A short while later the painting was up, and it was settled. Callum owned all of us, and this was the proof.

My Last Time In A Woman

I was driving home from work. Part of me was excited, but part of me was worried. It had been a long time since I had sex with my wife, and I was definitely looking forward to it. Although deep down I knew she wasn't going to enjoy it nearly as much as she enjoyed it with Callum.

Another part of me was worried because I knew this was the last time. I would spend the rest of my life with my cock in a cage, never to feel the inside of a woman again.... But really, I was fine with that.

I parked my car and rushed inside.

"Hello?" I shouted.

"Up here!" Joanne's voice replied from upstairs.

My cock was already hard. I reached inside and gave it a hold, knowing it could be a while after this night that I would get a proper feel of it again. Then I ran upstairs.

"Which room?" I asked.

"In Daddy and Melissa's." My wife told me.

I'm going to fuck her on our old bed as well!

I thought with excitement.

I rushed in and stopped dead in my tracks.

On the large bed, in nothing but a black thong and a black bra... wasn't my wife.

My cock though, twitched and grew even harder.

"Surprised?" I heard Joanne's voice say from the side.

I turned my head and saw Joanne sitting on the armchair, the cuckold chair that I had sat on many times while watching her and Callum have sex.

"Yes Steve... surprised?" Melissa asked.

Turning my head back, I stared at my 18 year old daughter, nearly naked, waiting for me.

"M-Melissa... what... what.." I stuttered, unable to find any proper words to make a sentence.

"I know that this whore has been fucking Callum," Melissa said and shot a dirty look at Joanne before turning back to me and smiling, she lifted one leg up, her young, smooth pussy just covered by a thin material, "So it's only fair that you get to fuck me."

"What?" I gasped out, although my cock was very, very happy.

"I know that you know about her and Daddy," Melissa told me. "I don't know all of the details, but I know some."

That did make me curious as to what exactly she knew. Did she know that I was happy about it or that I watched most of the time?

"And I know that you want me." Melissa whispered in the most seductive way possible.

"H... How?" I stuttered.

"You stare at me all the time, Steve," Melissa said. "Especially when you've seen me sucking Daddy's cock."

My own cock twitched again.

I turned to Joanne who had a straight face, her eyes darting from me to Melissa.

"Don't look at her," Melissa quickly said. "She has to sit there and watch as her husband fucks your young, hot, slutty daughter."

Oh my fucking god!

"Are you... are you sure?" I asked, although I just wanted to jump on top of her and start fucking her to break that last little bit of incest.

"Steve," Melissa whispered, her other leg spread out to the side, her thong barely covering her as one hand moved down her tight, thin body. "Does this answer your question."

Her right hand slowly pulled the black thong to one side, exposing her tight, already wet pussy. Then, my daughter pressed two fingers deep into it, slowly fingering herself in front of me.

"I want you to fuck me," Melissa moaned as I watched. "I want my whore mum to watch her husband fuck a younger... hotter... sluttier woman." Each word was followed by a low moan.

I hated to admit it, but I had almost forgotten that Joanne was still in the room as I watched my hot daughter finger herself.

"Take off your clothes." She whispered.

That was it; I was locked in. I was going to have sex with my 18 year old daughter.

In a heartbeat I stripped off until I was completely naked. I could see her eyes going all over my body and landing on my hard cock. At first I saw the look of disappointment on her face which made me feel humiliated, but then she forced a smile.

"You want to fuck your daughter, don't you?" Melissa asked, still slowly fingering herself.

"Yes." I panted, my mouth filling with saliva.

"You want this whore to watch your cock slide into my tight, wet pussy," Melissa moaned again, "I'm so much tighter than her."

I'm sure you are,

I thought but was smart enough not to say it in front of Joanne.

Ever so slowly Melissa got up onto her knees and crawled over to me until her face was just inches from my cock. Her right hand moved up, and I actually gasped when her warm fingers wrapped around my shaft.

At that moment I couldn't help but think of how much smaller I must feel in her hand compared to Callum.

Her soft, delicate lips were a fraction of an inch away from my cock as her hand slowly stroked me. I looked over her and saw her tight ass stuck out into the air above her small frame.

"Are you ready?" She whispered, her warm breath hitting the head of my cock as I gasped.

Before I even replied, my daughter leant forward. At first, I felt the warmth from the inside of her mouth around my head and shaft, and then her soft lips slowly wrapped around my cock.

There it was, my daughter was sucking my dick.

"Mmmm." Melissa moaned, which sent vibrations throughout my body.

On her hands and knees, Melissa gently bobbed up and down on my cock, taking it a little deeper every time.

"Oooh god." I moaned at the amazing feeling.

Her hand that was holding my cock moved and cupped my hairless balls as her mouth worked up and down.

The mix of her warm hands playing with my balls and her lips wrapped around my cock had me in heaven.

Her mouth pulled back, and her right hand returned to stroke my glistening cock, and then she turned to look behind me.

"Are you enjoying watching me suck your husband's cock, whore?" She asked.

"Yes... Mistress." Joanne whispered.

This is fucking crazy!

"Good. You just sit there and watch how much he prefers me." Melissa said to her.

She then looked up and smiled before wrapping her lips around my cock again.

"Oooh fuck." I moaned.

My daughter, I had to say, was fucking amazing at blowjobs.

Sure, I knew she had a lot of practice taking a big cock like Callum's, but she was easily taking me all the way down her throat.

When her nose touched me and her throat wrapped around my cock, I let out a loud, heavy moan.

"Mmmm!" Melissa moaned.

I knew I wasn't big enough to make her gag, but she seemed to be making the most of it.

Her tight body rocked back and forth as she bobbed on my cock, taking me down her throat. Her soft, wet tongue massaged my head perfectly.