It was one of those long boring parties that her mother had insisted Diane and her twin sister, Susan, attend. Her mother's friends lived in the next 'whites only' suburb and considered themselves the elite; you know the type, the richest, the biggest house and, Diane had to admit, the best food and drink. Diane could not help laughing at the woman she called Rich Bitch; RB for short, she had everything including a husband nearly twenty years older than her. She was the epitome of a trophy wife, attractive, sensual and a real bitch, her only purpose was to look good, sexy, while he got on with making money. Diane sat down and stared around, there was her widowed mother, a teacher, her fucking teacher up until today! Today had been her last day at school and Diane was looking forward to her gap year and her world trip. A couple of months of full time work and Susan and Diane would be off with enough money to enjoy themselves.
Her mother was chatting idly to RB's husband, probably about school; he was on the school board. He appeared to be undressing her mother with his eyes and Diane could not say she blamed him. RB was definitely in fourth place when it came to beauty, if she included herself and her twin sister. Both Susan and Diane had inherited their mother's great looks and their father's dominant personality, together with his sexual obsession for beautiful white girls and women.
Diane continued to scan the party; she realised that her family, were the only Negroes, thinking about it, Diane was surprised they were even invited. Diane's gaze eventually fell on RB, she was obviously looking at Diane and as their eyes met, RB turned away. Well, Diane thought that was the third time that has happened today, a sure sign of lust. Within seconds, RB looked back and this time Diane held her gaze. She smiled at Diane and Diane smiled back confidently, raising her glass cheekily to her lips. When RB did the same and sensually licked her lips, Diane thought shit; she is trying to get into my knickers. Diane smiled and wandered off around the party trying to find her sister, and on her guard for any seduction attempts.
It was a hot summer's day and the guests were starting to get into the large swimming pool. Diane decided to give RB a sight she could fantasize about when her husband was fucking her later in the day. Diane smiled to herself; probably he would be fantasizing about her mother and her about me, she mused. Making sure she was looking, Diane mischievously removed the tie around her dress and in one fluid movement pulled the dress over her head to reveal her perfect body; the intimate parts hidden by only a brief bikini, which was the exact colour of her skin. At first glance, one would have thought she was naked. As her head reappeared from under her dress, Diane found herself looking at RB's stepdaughter, Carol, whose eyes were wide and her finger was moving in and out of her lips. Diane smiled at her, then ran and dived into the swimming pool.
Being a good swimmer, Diane did laps of the pool, her head buzzing with the possibility that RB and Carol were both lesbians. As she considered her options, her sister Susan dived in and, stroke for stroke they went up and down the pool together. Finally, they paused and Diane told Susan what had happened, while Susan casually played with Diane's clitoris under the water. As Diane held her breath as an orgasm shook her body, Susan revealed a plan to enslave the daughter, but as they went to get out of the pool, they saw that storm clouds were literally gathering and everyone started to go inside as the first flashes of lightening rent the air. As the storm intensified, most of the guests went home, but it was still too crowded to make a move on Carol. Disappointed the twin sisters found a quiet corner on the veranda and, being bored and slightly intoxicated; both eventually dozed off in the humid evening air. Susan awoke much later, it was dark and the party had obviously ended. As Susan looked around, she saw a sophisticated lady, in her early forties, she knew only as Karen. Karen was peering into the house as though she were spying on the occupants.
As Susan stood up, Diane stirred and watched as her sister moved toward Karen. As she approached Karen, Susan realised Karen's hand was between her legs playing with her cunt. Amused, Susan crept up behind her and peering into the window, she was confronted by the vision of RB fucking her stepdaughter's cunt with a large strap-on dildo, and enthusiastically fisting her arse; while Carol's father rammed his prick in and out of her mouth. Karen raised her hand to the door handle and instinctively Susan grabbed her and pulled her away from the French doors.
Marching Karen around to the side of the house, Susan said, "You have got to be fucking joking lady, they would eat you alive and spit you out in little pieces!" Karen stared at Susan but Susan continued to hold Karen up against the wall as Diane joined them. Karen, confronted by two black girls panicked and struggling she suddenly ripped the necklace from her neck and the rings from her fingers and thrust them at Susan. Karen then yelled, "Here, that's what you two want isn't it, you niggers are all thieving bastards!"
Diane could not help herself, anger coursed through her veins. She dragged Karen away from Susan and into the woods adjacent to the house. Sitting down on a fallen log; she forced Karen over her knee. Lifting Karen's dress, she ripped her knickers off, and spanked her as hard as she could. She did not stop, Karen was howling in pain, eventually Diane's anger did abate and she pushed Karen to the ground where she lay moaning.
Susan grabbed Karen's hair and pulled her to her feet. Karen was shaking as Susan forced her towards her car.
Susan pushed Karen into the driver's seat and said, "Handbag!"
Without hesitation, Karen offered Susan her handbag and Susan yelled, "Open it!"
Karen opened it and pleaded, "You can have the money, but please don't hurt me, I won't tell anyone, I promise, please".
Diane, anger surging back, grabbed Karen by the throat, forced her hand beneath the woman's skirt and jabbed three fingers into the woman's cunt, vigorously massaging her clit with her thumb. She was amazed; Karen's cunt was saturated as though she had just had a massive orgasm. Diane yelled, "Put your fucking jewellery into your bag, you shit! Karen's jewellery dropped into her handbag and Susan shouted, "Close it! Now fucking go home!" However, Karen had grasped Diane's wrist and was forcing Diane's hand hard into her cunt, begging her to continue. Susan looked at the woman and laughing climbed into the passenger seat and grabbing Karen's breast, squeeze then hard before playing with her nipples. Karen moaned in ecstasy, her cunt juices flowing freely saturating the back of the skirt she was wearing.
Diane laughed and said, "You white sluts all want to suck black cunt, don't you?"
Karen nodded, but Susan, squeezing Karen's nipples, said, "I did not hear your reply, you white piece of shit!"
Karen almost choked on the words but said, "Yes, I want to suck black cunt."
Diane smiled to herself and said, "Do all white shit cunts want to be fisted by me, or my sister, or is it just your white arse?"
Karen lowered her head and said quietly, "I don't know, I think, just my white arse!"
