The bright mid-morning sun-baked Robby Hampton's small bedroom and woke him in a puddle of his sweat. A filthy old box fan sputtered in the corner as visions of the past 24 hours preempted his typical escape fantasy of air conditioning and a sea breeze. His sister's moans lingered in his mind and his mom being drilled into her bed by a big black stud replayed over and over again.
Robby stretched his arms and groaned. 'I guess I'll get this over with' he tried to rally himself as he dressed. The smoky aroma of bacon wafted from the kitchen and Robby took solace in one tradition staying unchanged. Every Saturday since he was little, his mom would make breakfast and they would eat together as a ******. Time and circumstance had certainly changed a lot, but at least Robby could cherish this.
Julia's laughter brightened their home as Robby wandered to the kitchen.
"Hahah, Dae we're so lucky to have you! Can I get you anything else?" His mom’s flowery voice irritated him. He knew it was only an act for Daesean.
But he swatted away the animosity and decided he'd be an adult about things. 'So what? So my mom and my sister both had sex with my bully last night. No big deal. They’re still my ****** and I won't let one man ruin my life.'
The three of them greeted Robby as he slinked into the kitchen and peeped out hello.
"Aye Lil Man, late one last night? Haha, we have been wondering when you were gonna show" Daesean started in first.
Julia smirked at Daesean and playfully batted his arm before addressing her son, "Hey sweetie, I didn't know we'd have company and you seemed content on sleeping in, so…there's not much left to eat. Sorry."
Robby opened his mouth and a sharp pain throbbed into his ear. It was a physical reminder of yesterday's shame. Kiley glanced up from her phone and rolled her eyes as she listened to her brother stammer.
"Bu, but… this is... ****** breakfast... you didn't try waking me up?" his mom recognized the hurt in her son's eyes, yet it didn't quite bother her like it used to.
"No, Robby. I didn't. You're an adult. If you're not up, you're not up. Plus, Dae is our guest, and we should do everything to make sure he's satisfied." Julia clutched Daesean’s forearm and smiled at the black king sitting at the head of their table. Kiley rolled her eyes again, this time annoyed with how forward her mom was being. The little snowbunny wasn’t expecting competition like this.
Robby scowled at his mom. He wanted to smash the entire kitchen. But he swallowed the last few drops of his pride and grabbed a bowl from the cabinet. He pulled his special soy milk from the fridge and fixed a bowl of cereal for himself. Robby peeked at his mother again and noticed she looked... different.
Julia’s brunette hair was down, not in her usual ponytail, and, to Robby’s watchful eye, he could tell she put on makeup. Her favorite band tee and pajama pants were replaced too. Instead, she was wearing a tight cami tank that barely held her huge tits and easily flashed her hard nipples.
Plus, he could see her thick white ass popping out of a pair of booty shorts that she’d pulled up higher than she should. Julia wasn’t interested in breakfast. She hungered for round two with the black bull.
Daesean snapped the festering tension by announcing his group's album had finally reached 25 million combined streams and his label sent a new contract for his solo debut.
"EEEEEEEEE, Babeeeee! That's amazing!!" Kiley leaned over and kissed her man. Robby watched as their tongues flashed and Kiley brushed his cheek. "Babe. Seriously. And just in time for tonight!!!"
"I'm so happy for you Dae, that's such a huge accomplishment" Julia chimed in, lightly squeezing Daesean's forearm again.
"…What's tonight?" Robby poked the bear. His sister and mother both shot daggers through him.
"Well, Lil Man, if ya hafta know, it's my album premiere party. Lil somethin' to let the industry know we comin' for em' haha. My manager, Derrick, has a straight-up mansion and put it all together for me and my crew." Kiley gave Daesean a knowing glance and smiled as she tucked her head back into her phone.
"Jules, you should come. Everyone in the business will be there, and Derrick would love to have another beautiful woman grace his presence."
Julia blushed. "Oooh, nooo. I don't wanna overstep. You guys have fun!"
"No Mom, you should come. Derrick's a great guy." Kiley was in matchmaker mode.
"Yea Jules, I'm serious. Come." Daesean flashed his perfect smile at her. Julia delighted in his attention.
"Uhhhhmmm, screw it, I'm in! I'll call my girlfriend and have her take my shift tonight!" Julia bubbled.
"Alright!" Daesean smiled at Julia and then at Kiley.
"Yea Mom, that’ll be so fun!!" Both women were exuberant.
'Yea. So fun.' Robby sulked in his soggy cereal.
------
Daesean Cunningham spent his entire life destined for greatness. A prototypical athlete since he was 12 years old, Daesean thrived in being the man. AAU coaches fought over him, high schools recruited him, and the local sports writers adored him. And girls? Black, white, Latina, and Asian. He loved them all. By the time he was sixteen, Daesean was 6'4" and well-built. Sinewy black arms, a broad chest with well-defined pecs, and a tight 6-pack of abs. His long, powerful legs made him fast too. He was truly a man among boys.
Only, beyond his athletic prowess, he was a gifted lyricist too. Daesean had an unusually smooth voice, that, matched with a perfect smile, made him the complete package. His only setback was his grades. They weren't strong enough to meet the academic standards at D1 schools, so Daesean shocked everyone when he decided to skip JUCO and chase his music dream. Six years and half a million dollars later, it seemed like the right choice.
"Well, ladies, I hafta bounce. Derrick's got me set up with interviews all day and I need to take care of a few other things. I'll come by round six and pick you up baby" Daesean kissed Kiley and stood from his place at the head of the table. Both Hampton women did a terrible job hiding their glances at his bulge.
"Okay babe" Kiley drifted back to her phone, while her mom rose to her feet.
"I'll walk you out, Dae" Julia knew her ******** could be oblivious.
"Thanks for inviting me tonight, but you didn't have to do that. It's been a very long time since I've been to anything remotely fancy...I don't know wha..." Daesean cut off the rambling brunette.
"Jules...in...and out" he mocked deep breathing and cupped his hand around her arm. "I got chu. There'll be a car here in an hour to take you to get everything you need. On me."
Julia paused. "....no, no, I-i-i can't have you do..." Daesean put two fingers lightly on her lips.
"No more. You deserve it."
It had been a long time since Julia felt truly taken care of and she forgot how much she missed it.
"Thank you." Julia tugged Daesean close and kissed his cheek.
Robby watched his mother interact with his bully through the wall cutout. Seeing her so vulnerable and intimate with him was even worse than the sex.
Robby flinched as Daesean's bass rattled the windows. Julia walked back to her children in the kitchen and seemed like she was ready to cry.
"Awwwwww Moooom, it's alright." Kiley pushed past her brother to comfort Julia.
"Did Dae tell you bout the spa day and shopping??" Julia just nodded her head.
"Goooood. Now, be happy! And go get ready! Robby’ll clean up, right Robby?" Kiley grimaced at her brother. He started to look but resigned himself to a quiet nod. "Yea Mom, I got it."
Robby did as he was told. Kiley went outside to tan. And, as promised, Julia left for her relaxing day.
------
The day dragged on as curiosity ate at Robby until he broke down and did what everyone does these days: he googled it.
"is it weird to watch your ****** have sex"
"is it weird to like watching your ****** have sex"
"is it weird to like watching your ****** have sex with black guys"
The top had been ripped from Pandora's box and Robby scrolled on his phone til his thumb ached.
"cuckold, cuckson, bbc, cuck, interracial, ******, bully, blacked" terms and pictures flashed on his screen. His tiny white dick ached from being so hard. He kept going. It was like he discovered a new world. Sure, he'd been watching porn since he was 13, but this was invigorating. He never felt so connected to it before.
Robby reclined on his bed and nearly ripped his shorts as he was sliding them to his feet. His little pecker twitched as he took his thumb and finger and jerked himself wildly. Within a couple of minutes, dribbles of sticky white cum covered his stomach. He was flushed and wanted to keep going, though physically he couldn't.
He found a dirty sock lying on his floor and wiped himself off. He noticed the time and realized Daesean would be back soon.
Sure enough, the bass thumped, and he heard his front door open.
Robby redressed and trudged to the front of the shoebox they called home. He got the first look at the next “Prince of Rap". Daesean was decked out. A navy-blue velvet tux, with black lapels and a white pocket square. The jacket clung tightly to his rugged frame and the pants gripped the huge black star in all the right ways. Robby eyed his bully's chest, covered in tattoos. "Forget a shirt?" Robby tried his hand at humor. "Ha, ha, lil man. It's the fashion bro, keep up" Daesean got a chuckle out of the whiteboi giving him a little shit. "Same reason I got Gucci on my feet" he flashed his loafers at the pipsqueak. "Your sister ready yet?"
Before Robby could answer, Kiley made her entrance. The sultry blonde sparkled in a metallic gold, short, backless dress. A thin gold chain around her neck is all that kept the halter top in place. Slits revealed each of her thighs to her waist and the sequined fabric struggled to cover her perfectly round ass. Both her lover and her brother eyed her tan, toned legs until they met wrap-around heels, and they both followed her body back up to her juicy pink lips. Daesean was glad he paid for her lip fillers and Robby was awestruck. Kiley had her long blonde hair in a high ponytail and curled bangs framed her face. Diamond chandelier earrings completed the seductive outfit.
As she spun around to show off, Robby noticed she wasn't wearing any lingerie. A flash of her bald pussy drained the blood from his body and into his pants. His little sister looked phenomenal. She was a tantalizing white princess off to charm her black king.
Daesean yanked her close and laid his thick lips on hers. She tasted the mint on his tongue, and he got high on her sweet perfume. He lifted the golden hem with his black hand and squeezed the snowbunny's soft skin. When he broke his kiss, he beamed at the petite goddess. "You look fucking gorgeous baby," Kiley blushed and tilted her head down with a cute grin.
"Lil man, cop a picture of us," Daesean instructed the drooling white boy.
Kiley turned her body inward against her African Adonis and placed her hand atop his stomach. Dae kept his hand glued on her plump ass as they posed for the camera. Kiley was erotic. When this went on Insta, she wanted all of her friends to know she was the queen. Robby snapped a few for good measure and texted them to their phones.
"Thanks, lil man. We rolling out. Don't get too crazy here all by yourself" Daesean hung back.
He gazed at the hot little Barbie walking down the stairs and Kiley teased both of them with her strut. "Godddd, I love white girls" Daesean laughed to himself as he closed the door.
Robby tumbled to his bedroom like a bull in a china shop. He kicked his pants off and opened the pictures he had just taken of his sister and Daesean. 'God, she looks so sexual. Like a bitch in heat for him. Mmmm her ass is so perfect too. They were made for each other his mind raced.
Replays of the night before were melded with fantasies of the royal couple on his screen and little streams of cum popped from his 4-inch penis.
Robby looked ridiculous as his body scrunched and shook uncontrollably. "Aaghhhhh" he groaned like he was expelling a poison. His phone crashed against the floor. His blue t-shirt was stained with cum, and a chill rippled through him. Robby Hampton orgasmed to the mere thought of his sister with his black bully.
-----
"Don't you get annnyyyyyy ideas" Kiley giggled to her lover as they sped down surface streets. Daesean loved whipping around in his beamer, especially with a girl in the front seat.
"I ain't doin' nothin'" Daesean grinned back as the beast between his legs started growing. Kiley licked her lips as she watched her black king in action. The danger excited her. Yet, he made it look so effortless as he weaved in and out of traffic.
"I'm serious Daeeee!" he rested his hand on her inner thigh, and she pulled it closer to her wetness. "I don't wanna ruin my makeup!"
"I told youuu I ain't doin' nothin'" he bantered back, rubbing two fingers over her tender clit.
"Uhhhhh" she purred, pressing his hand against her. Daesean slipped his fingers inside her as she bucked her hips forward.
Kiley felt the black bull's power surge through his forearm as it pulsed against her inner thigh. His long fingers worked around her G-spot as shockwaves erupted throughout her body. She writhed in the passenger seat as he slowed the car for a stop light. The hot blonde adjusted herself and leaned over the center console. She reached for the thick black snake twisting in her stud's pants.
"Pull over," she whispered dizzily, unsure of what she would do next.
Daesean was familiar with the area and knew Derrick owned a body shop nearby. Saturday evening. Nobody would be working. He glanced over at his snowbunny like she was prey. The shiny gold fabric barely covered anything as he caressed her toned thigh.
He pulled the BMW down a side alley and parked near the rear garage of "Mac's Custom Metals" A retro neon sign hung above the side door and a few old-school Cadillacs were parked in the lot. Derrick was a man of many interests, and his business investments reflected it.
The rap star got out and lit a blunt as he sat on the hood of his beamer. He tested the horny slut's patience while he took another hit. The white princess pawed at herself. She couldn’t stifle her moans. Daesean knew she was ready.
He opened the door and extended his hand. Kiley latched on to her man and climbed out. Daesean didn't give any ground as he pulled her to her feet. The horny lovers were inches apart. He used the same two fingers to lift her chin until she looked into his eyes...
"You like teasing Daddy?" his demeanor turned brusque.
"Maybe I do" Kiley rubbed her hand over his pants. She liked playing the brat.
"Maybe I should punish you..."
"Wellllll, you haven't so far..." Kiley spun around and pressed her body against his. Sniping the blunt from his fingers, she took a deep drag and a cloud of pungent smoke lingered between them. Daesean's hands roamed over her dress. She leaned forward and braced the roof of the dark sports car.
"Whatchu gonna do, Daaaaaddy?" Kiley peered over her shoulder. Her back arched and her hips locked. Daesean snarled at the wicked little cocktease.
The riled black stallion unzipped his velvet trousers and pulled out his monster. Kiley bit her bottom lip in anticipation. He clasped her thigh low and worked his hand up her body until he felt her dripping wet cunt. She wriggled her ass and pretended to struggle. He flipped up her dress and exposed her naked slit. His massive shaft bounced off each cheek with a thud. It was heavy and rock-hard. Kiley craved being taken like this. Daesean pulled back until he felt the wetness of her swollen lips then exploded forward. He drilled his hard black cock deep inside the pleading white girl.
"Oooooh myyy goddddd" Kiley tried her best to stay calm so her hair and makeup wouldn't be ruined too badly from sweat.
"Mmmm, you're the king, Daddy, ... ahhhhh"
"Tonight's just the start baby... fuck it's soo good"
"You'll be at the top where you belong."
Kiley felt her stud twitching inside her as he dug his fingers into her hips. She grinned to herself, intoxicated by her ability to make him bust so quickly. Dae shot loads of hot cum into the white girl's womb. His pocket square became a towel as he wiped himself off then handed it to Kiley. A moment of youthful silliness broke the sexual tension after Kiley dropped the cum rag on the ground. "Ayyy, you shoulda kept that for your bro. A whiteboi like him might pay for it, hahaha" Kiley rolled her eyes and scoffed, "That's fucking gross, haha."
The hot couple basked in the decadence of being on the rise. Fast cars, expensive clothes, and the heady rush of the world bending to their will. It was a dangerous cocktail that always starts so sweet. Daesean looked at the freshly fucked white girl smiling lovingly at him and sped off into the hills.
Kiley wrapped her fingers around Daesean's as he stopped at the gate. A meek, older white man stepped to his window.
"Hi, sir. May I please have your name," he spoke before looking at the occupants. "Oooh, my apologies Mr. Cunningham. And Miss Hampton, very honored to see you again. I'll radio up."
"Thanks, bruh." The dark BMW kicked up gravel and Daesean flipped off the younger white guys in yellow windbreakers that stood silently by the guard shack. Kiley squeezed his hand and giggled softly. “I love when you do that.”
Daesean drove into the line of Audis, BMWs, and Teslas waiting for valet. Town cars and limos emptied even more guests onto Derrick’s scaled-down version of a red carpet. The celebration of his success might’ve been the given reason for the party, but Daesean knew Derrick used these galas to entice new investors, reward current partners and enable his continued success. Kiley's eyes glittered as she took in the fanciful display of beauty and wealth.
A short, pudgy white kid scurried over to the passenger side door, opening it for Kiley. "Hello, miss. Please enjoy your evening." His nasal voice barely registered as he kept his head bowed to the gorgeous blonde. Daesean joined his beauty, and she gracefully took his outstretched arm.
"This is amazing, Dae, but I've never been to something like this before." Kiley tried to hide her intimidation. Daesean recognized her uneasiness and stopped. He knew it was his turn to pump her up.
"Girl, you don't need to worry bout anyone in there. All these people came from the same streets, the same little houses, and the shitty cars we did. This night is a celebration of black success. And you wit the King baby. So, I want you to go in there and act like the queen." Kiley smiled proudly as Daesean once again pressed his lips against hers. His confidence was so sexy, and she felt his power transferring onto her. The young couple resumed their walk toward the foyer.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, the man of the evening!" Derrick's booming voice carried from the top of the stairs as dozens of heads turned to the couple approaching the edge of the carpet. A round of applause broke out and chants rained over them as Dae smiled and dapped up a few familiar faces.
They worked their way through the crowd before greeting Derrick personally. "My man, I'm truly blessed, thank you" Daesean clasped his hands in prayer and shook them towards Derrick. The sharply dressed mogul smiled at Dae as he took Kiley's hand in his and kissed it softly. "Nice to see you again, love" She blushed and smiled softly. "Thank you, Derrick. It's such an honor. And I can't even begin to say how much I appreciate you inviting my mom."
"Say no more, it was my pleasure. She should be arriving shortly." Derrick turned toward Daesean, "Big Moe is driving her and I swear my granny drives faster than him" All three of them laughed. "Please. Go inside! Enjoy yourselves, it's your night big man!" Derrick winked at Kiley as the couple walked inside the mansion.
Two rail-thin white waiters holding trays of champagne greeted them and offered them their first drinks of the night. Daesean held Kiley’s hand as the rest of his crew waved them over.
-----
Julia Hampton fiddled with the platinum bracelet circling her wrist as Big Moe navigated the winding roads that climbed the hills overlooking the valley. She, like her ********, was not accustomed to this type of luxury. And from the moment Derrick's polished silver Bentley pulled up in front of their bungalow, Julia had been overwhelmed.
But her weariness didn't deter the single mom of two from making the most of her experience. She enjoyed a full treatment from the Spa at Woodside, an exquisite tapas lunch, and a shopping spree that rang up to a couple more zeros than she was used to. It was a marvelous day, but Julia wasn't a fool. When a man spends that kind of money on a woman, it always comes with expectations. And, as lovable as Daesean was, she recognized that these strings were being pulled by someone higher up the chain.
When she returned to the Bentley to embark on the final leg of the journey, Big Moe was waiting for her with a jewelry box. "Miss Julia, Mr. Robinson instructed me to give you this when you got done shopping." Julia opened the box and found a necklace with a large sapphire gemstone and a note. "I look forward to tonight, Ms. Hampton. Please accept this gift as a token of gratitude for accepting my invitation." She inspected the box for a few moments and looked up at Big Moe. "Tha’s real pretty Miss Julia." he was a simple, but sweet man. "Yes, it sure is, Moe" Julia closed the box and placed it in her clutch, the only thing she had brought with her from home.
Big Moe drove past the guard shack and pulled the Bentley into the large circular driveway. Guests milled about the front of the mansion and several of them craned to catch a glimpse of the mystery woman in Derrick’s car. "Ohhh kay then, this is it, Miss Julia," Moe announced at the end of the line. “Thank you so much, Moe.” She took a deep breath and instinctively reached for the handle at the same time Derrick opened the door.
"Ms. Hampton, it's a pleasure to meet you. Welcome to my home." He delicately wrapped his large black hand around hers as she stepped out of his expensive car.
"Please" she waved her other hand, "Julia is fine."
"Okay, Julia. Derrick. Derrick Robinson, very nice to meet you." He stepped back and quietly admired the brunette. She looked elegant in an emerald green split cocktail dress that hugged her figure as if it were tailored especially for her. The dark green satin matched her piercing green eyes and red lipstick adorned her naturally full lips. Curly locks of brunette hair rested on her exposed shoulder as she waited for Derrick to lead the way.
"Robinson, of Robinson Shipping Lines?" Julia small-talked when she was nervous.
"The one and only. You know it?" Derrick played along.
"I'm the office manager for Sullivan's, there were rumors you’d be buying us out not too long ago," Julia remembered where she recognized his name from now.
"Rumors are a dangerous game, Julia. Too much deceit for me. When I want something, I just go out and take it."
"I have no doubt you do." Julia moved closer to the handsome black man.
Derrick Robinson was a self-made man most truly. Afflicted by every stereotypical problem facing black men in America, he served in the first Gulf War, figuring a warzone might be less violent than his neighborhood. And, while he was there, he had a sergeant that took him under his wing. He cultivated Derrick's aptitude for mechanics, but he also taught him about the politics of the game and how to move ahead in the world. After his discharge, Derrick moved back to his hometown and opened Mac's Custom Metals in honor of his sarge, Luther McDonald.
In the time he was away, his best friend from childhood, Reggie Harris, fought the war at home. They boxed together in the Golden Gloves circuit, and each had become a soldier in their way. Derrick understood the money that could be made in ‘the game’ and Reggie knew he needed a clean name that he could trust. Almost thirty years later, Derrick expanded the small body shop into an empire. Shipping, music, clubs, and real estate, Derrick Robinson was a renaissance man. His cool demeanor and shrewd mind opened doors for him in the white man’s world but that didn't mean he was afraid to employ his heavy hands. Though he wasn't as tall as Daesean, Derrick was made of steel. He adopted the principle of a man’s body is his temple and never had more than 12% body fat. He also never smoked or gambled. His only vice was women. Married twice, and divorced the same, he decided he would spoil them, but never put a ring on it again.
Julia felt the eyes of the party upon her as she stood at the top of the grand staircase next to Derrick. His wannabe lovers glared at her and multiple black men in attendance ogled her. As Julia looked around, she noticed most of the men in the room were black. Plenty of recognizable faces too. Derrick relinquished her hand and offered a glass of champagne.
"Please don't be offended but I need to make a couple of rounds. Will you be alright by yourself for a little while?" Derrick charmed her with politeness.
"I would never be offended by you. Please, go. Do your thing. I’m certain I'll manage just fine." Julia nodded her head as she continued to gaze around the room.
"I promise I'll be back. Remember, I still owe you the VIP tour." Derrick walked down the stairs.
Julia Hampton felt like she was in a movie as she sipped her Moet, a day trip to the spa, shopping, and now a gala. What's next? A Caribbean vacation??' The booze calmed her nerves as she searched for her ******** in the mass of people. Beautiful couples of black men and black, mixed, and white women mingled while soft jazz filled the air. A vibrant mix of colognes and perfumes scented the jam-packed dance floor. Julia ducked around guests and waitstaff until she reached the edge of the room.
Plaques and framed portraits decorated Derrick’s walls. 'Black Business Leaders of America - Distinguished Business Owner of the Year' ... 'Black Caucus - Lifetime Achievement Award' ... BET Awards, Jet Magazine covers pictures with mayors, governors, and senators. "Who is this guy?" Julia wondered aloud.
She finished her champagne and looked around for a refill. A slovenly white college kid, who looked like he was in his ***'s prom tux, hurried over to her. "I'm sorry for my tardiness ma'am, please accept my deepest apology, would you care for another glass?" He never made eye contact as he extended his tray.
"Uhhhh, yes. Thank you." Julia immediately noticed how overly submissive the waitstaff behaved.
"You're very welcome." the goofy kid sped off. She watched as he replayed the same spiel for the next group of guests.
"They're all whitebois." A woman's voice startled Julia. She spun around and discovered a majestic black woman in front of her. Dark-skinned and full-figured, Julia admired her in silence as she walked closer.
"Hm?" Julia thought she misheard the Nubian beauty.
"The staff. They're all white. Derrick's rule. Pitiful white men to be specific." the mysterious woman maintained eye contact with Julia.
"Oh yea. I noticed that. Maybe my son could get a job then, HA!" Julia ribbed her son playfully to the stranger.
"Is he a pathetic white loser?" no hint of humor colored her words.
"Welllll, I wouldn't go that far." Julia’s new acquaintance bordered on creepy.
"I would." the black vixen turned and laughed loudly as she walked away. The deep roars attracted the attention of a few couples nearby.
Julia shivered, but she brushed it off as the woman had too much to drink. She scanned the ballroom floor again and saw her ******** and Daesean in the corner with a group of other younger guests. She zigzagged her way back through the maze.
"Oh my god, MOM! You look so sexxxxxxy!!!" Kiley ran over and checked her out some more. “Derrick must be sooo excited!” she hinted at the evening’s ulterior motive.
Kiley tugged her mother by the hand, “Come on we’re all over here!”
Julia inspected her ********’s outfit and her motherly instincts kicked in. She yanked her ******** close while they were still out of earshot. "What exactly do you think you're wearing young lady" Julia scolded her with a twinge of envy.
"Mom. Relax, it’s just a dress." Kiley smiled at Daesean and the rest of the group. She hoped they didn’t notice her mom treating her like a child. "Plus, Dae really can’t keep his hands off me when I dress like this.”
Julia felt a pang of excitement between her legs. She understood that craving firsthand. "Yea, I'm sure he can’t" Julia pretended to scoff at the vulgarity but secretly pined for it herself.
"Guys, this is my mom, Julia. Mom, this is Orlando, Jalen, and Will, and their dates are Stacey, Amber, and Kelly." Kiley introduced the rest of the “D.C Crew”
"Hi!! This must be so exciting for you guys! I'm so proud of you all!!" Julia played the airheaded mom role. "So lemme guess, O-dawg, Ja' and Wild Bill" Julia shamelessly brushed each rapper’s chest. “And you girls all look so pretty!!!” She gave a subtle dig at her ********, who knew what her mom was doing.
"Haha, that's good Jules" Daesean chimed in from the opposite side of Kiley.
"Dae, that was very thoughtful of you today. I had a wonderful time. Thank you." Julia allowed him to keep his dignity and he caught on to the game.
"Oooh, no problem. Anytime." Kiley hugged Daesean's arm and leaned her head on his shoulder. She was proud of her man and liked asserting her dominance over the other girls.
The sound of a microphone tapping quieted the noisy party and Derrick stood on the grand staircase to address the crowd.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, thank you all for joining me here this evening. We're here not only to celebrate the success of the "D.C. Crew" in terms of record sales and streams, but the success of four young black men who represent the future of our community, and our country." Thunderous applause rolled through the room.
"I believe I must empower these young voices and give them the resources to carry our movement deep into the 21st century. Transforming the work of so many before them, into something stronger and more concrete. A world in which powerful black men thrive and the systems of business, law, and politics serve them, not attack them. A new, Black World Order." applause intensified to chanting that boomed through the ballroom.
Julia felt the vibe shift. She darted her eyes from couple to couple. Black hands squeezed white flesh. White women clung to the black men they belonged to. Daesean openly groped her ********. Wild Bill made out with his date Kelly. It was so visceral and stimulating. Julia warmed and her lace thong was soaking wet.
"But in the meantime." Derrick let the crowd settle a bit. "But in the meantime.... let's party tonight!" the entire party roared.
J-Kwon flowed from the loudspeakers and Julia was transported back to her youth.
*One. Here comes the two to the..*
Julia watched each couple take advantage of their arousal and she yearned for her release. Derrick grabbed Julia’s hand like he had a sixth sense.
"How about that VIP tour?" the host whisked the short brunette away.
"Were half of them even born when this song came out?" Julia poked fun.
"Ha, I'm a sucker for nostalgia." Derrick offered his guest a glass of red wine as they walked past the bar in the corner of the room. They continued onto the garden patio that overlooked the valley.
"Thank you" Julia accepted the glass and took in the stunning view. "You're a lot more than just Mr. Robinson from Robinson Shipping Lines, aren't you?" Julia played coy with the handsome businessman.
"Ha, rumors Julia, a dangerous game." Derrick deflected as he walked to the balcony edge next to her. "I am more than that, yes. But I'm also just a man that's dedicated to a cause and has the means to make my visions a reality. So, I do."
The small brunette fell under his spell.
"I want a world that respects my sons as human first. But also, a world that puts the levers of power in their hands. Black men dominate in sports, music, and entertainment. We dictate the culture at large, yet, at most, we're granted fleeting material wealth.
Julia silently dreamed of the athletes and movie stars Derrick spoke of.
"I don't hate white men either. I just call on them to compete. Beat me in a fair competition and I will gladly shake your hand. No matter the race."
She visualized Derrick in a physical confrontation with the overweight, drunken white men from her bar and felt an intense rush of pleasure at that thought.
"Thank you for sharing that with me, Derrick." Julia placed her hand on his as they stared out into the glittering night sky. The bustling city was tamed now, granted the ability to see it in its entirety.
"C'mon, lemme show you the rest of the house" Derrick took Julia's hand and she walked with him. The two connected on a personal level as he led a tour through his mansion in the hills. They eventually made their way back to the top of the stairs that overlooked the "ballroom", a retrofitted bottom floor specifically designed to host parties like this.
Julia watched her ******** grinding on Daesean. The rest of her friends were doing the same. She struggled with the fact her children were grown but took pride in her ******** for being so confident in herself. "They're not young anymore" she sighed while smiling.
"No. No, they're not. I'm just glad my first wife got to see her boys reach a few milestones." Derrick started toying with the brunette's heightened emotions.
"Oh no, is she...?"
"Yea, a few years ago now. Cancer. It was tough on all of us, but the boys especially. She and I didn't always get along, but she was my high school sweetheart and the mother of my children, so I'll always have a spot for her in my heart." Julia hooked Derrick's arm and looked up at him with a comforting smile.
"Let me show you my favorite spot in this entire house." Derrick led the green-eyed beauty upstairs and into his master bedroom.
"Ooooh, I know your tricks! Haha," Julia chastised him playfully.
"No tricks, come here" the sexy woman slipped out of mom mode as she followed the dark-skinned man into his bedroom.
She exited onto a small balcony and looked down into a serene grotto. A soft waterfall filled a faux pond. A natural rock formation supplied a peaceful enclave in the already secluded property.
"Wow. It's wonderful. I can't even hear the party." Julia’s lust deepened, even if the wine helped a bit.
"Stay here and relax. I'll go see off some guests and come back for a nightcap." Derrick left his date alone to enjoy the quiet. She smiled at him and stood against the balcony rail. Her life of monotony and struggle seemed to be a million miles away. Julia unclasped her ankle strap Louboutin’s that she bought earlier in the day and kicked them off into Derrick's bedroom. She giggled to herself. Julia was drunker than she initially thought and rested on the chaise lounge. The cool evening air and the expensive red wine conspired to send Julia off to a light sleep.
------
Splashing water and a girl's excited laughter interrupted her snooze. A faint smell of weed wafted from below and Daesean's music started playing from the in-pool stereo system. She scanned around the bedroom for Derrick, but she was still alone. Julia spied on the scene playing out beneath her and instantly recognized Daesean's bandmates and their dates. Plus a few other white girls she didn't know. From her perch, she saw everything unfold.
First, she zeroed in on Orlando and his date Stacey. It must've been the voluptuous Latina’s laughter that woke Julia. Orlando was a good-looking kid but lacked the same muscular build as Daesean. He was the "2nd man" in the group and Stacey was his ride or die. She loved his babyface looks. Julia watched Stacey unhook her bra and drop it in the water beside her. It floated around in the water before it was sucked into the spray from the waterfall. She was topless and straddled her man in the corner of the pool. Stacey's thick Latina ass sucked up her tiny G-string and she kissed Orlando hard as his black hands gripped her body.
Next, Julia shifted her attention to Wild Bill. His date Kelly, a tiny, freckled redhead, followed her man closely. The other two white girls in the grotto appeared to be Kelly’s friends. The way Will's dark ebony skin contrasted against their pale white bodies titillated Julia. He wore dreads and always kept a blunt nearby. Tall and lanky with hardly an ounce of fat on him, she wondered how he got his nickname.
She fixed her eyes on him as he stripped out of his tight-fitting suit and pulled down his Tommy Johns that barely supported his size. His big black cock was massive. Easily over 10 inches. Julia couldn't look away as Wild Bill walked to the bed-sized lounge chair. His dick swung as he walked. 'Oh, my god. It's humongous' Julia gasped to herself as she watched the three little white girls tearing off their dresses. ‘I guess that’s why he’s Wild Bill’ she laughed to herself.
A thought crossed her mind that maybe she should stop. Go inside and wait for Derrick. Pretend she didn't notice the lewd afterparty in the grotto. But that thought escaped as quickly as it came when she watched Kelly's friends climb onto the couch with Will. All three of them kneeled. One girl kissed the other. Then, they both kissed the black stud. He slid his long, thin fingers along their slits and they both let out relieved moans. Kelly crawled between her man's legs and lifted his gigantic rod until it stood upright. It was the size of her entire head. Julia leered at the scene from above. The miniature redhead stuck her naked ass in the air and started licking Will’s full balls. She may have watched forever if not for another girl's howls.
Amber and Jalen skipped through foreplay and moved right into hardcore fucking. Julia licked her lips as she watched the platinum blonde sorority girl's giant fake tits sway beneath her. She was on all fours by the edge of the pool and begged her man for every inch. A soft beach towel was substituted for a bed.
Jalen was the shortest member of the group. His small frame was covered from head to toe in tattoos and the teardrop by his eye was not a joke. Whatever he lacked in size, Jalen made up for with brutal toughness. He used both hands to pull the bimbo’s hair back as he rammed into the horny blonde’s cunt. Julia loved bad boys herself and knew Amber fucked him to piss off her father.
And last but not least, Kiley and Daesean. She eyed the two of them with special attention as they ambled to the other corner of the patio. She wondered how they stayed so calm as carnal passion exploded all around them. Daesean was already shirtless, and Kiley looked beautiful in her short party dress. An additional chaise recliner secluded from the main area provided a VIP section for the power couple. Julia spied on them like a hawk.
Daesean laid his jacket on the patio table and kicked out of his Gucci loafers. He unbuckled his thin leather belt and placed it atop his jacket. He dropped his blue velvet trousers to the stone floor and his 9-inch cock sprung to attention. Julia gushed as she watched her secret lover undress for her ********. Dae climbed onto the chair and rested one arm behind his head. Kiley stood in front of him and seductively unhooked the gold chain around her neck. The sequin top fluttered off her body. Julia could almost see the goosebumps on her ******** as the cool breeze tickled her tan-white skin. Slowly, and without breaking eye contact with Daesean, Kiley slid the dress off her body. She stepped out of the bunched garment at her feet and let her black king admire her nudity. Daesean lit a blunt of his own and held it off to the side. His blonde princess climbed onto the chair with him. Kiley nibbled at the black bull’s neck as he greedily played with her round behind. She draped her long, toned leg over her lover and toyed with his thick black cock.
Julia's pussy dripped and burned with lust as she watched the bacchanal unfold. Derrick's words from earlier crept into her mind and she realized that it wasn't simply the sex that drove her wild. It was the young black men.
They were virile. Strong. Arrogant. Sexy to her in ways white men had never been. They didn't ask for permission or worry about consequences. They saw an attractive woman and took her down. Their vitality tapped into a raw lust hardwired into women of all races. Julia hadn't even noticed her hand slipping between her thighs as this new wave of enlightenment filled her mind.
She returned her gaze to the grotto just in time to watch her ******** straddle Daesean. Her heightened state sensitized Julia to everything. The way Kiley's muscles contracted as she leaned forward and then back. Her ******** searches for the perfect angle to fit all of Daesean's manhood inside her. The slow, methodical rhythm the lovers kept as she gripped each arm of the lounge chair and rode her black stud. It was elevated to art.
Julia felt an orgasm rapidly building at the same time her own lover’s massive hands slid around her waist. He covered her mouth before she screamed.
She snapped out of the spell she was under and twisted to face her suitor. "Oh my god, you scared me!" she whispered harshly. Derrick took a few steps back and laughed quietly.
"Ha, I didn't quite mean to, but it appeared you were quite rapt by the show downstairs." Derrick had changed out of his tuxedo and stood on his balcony in nothing but thin gray sweats and pair of designer slippers.
Julia longed to taste and feel a black cock of her own. She openly stared at the outline of Derrick's thick bulge in his pants. A lusty smile spread upon her face as she took a step toward the chiseled soldier. He was much taller than Julia, even in heels, and his wide shoulders furthered the point. Derrick moved in.
She lightly traced the outline of his abs with her manicured finger. Derrick slipped his hand around the nape of her neck and pulled her face to his lips. Julia clung to him, pulling his body against hers. She loved the feeling of his hardening cock twitching against her stomach. She could still taste the red wine on his tongue as her body heat warmed his bare skin. Derrick kneaded her juicy ass and she let a moan escape into his ear. Guttural shrieks floated up from the grotto as all four rappers impaled their white lovers with black cocks.
Julia walked her lover back inside, still kissing and pawing at him. Derrick stepped gingerly, waiting to feel the carpet. She broke away from him. Her chest heaved as she panted. "Mmm, lemme. Mm. Lemme go get a little more comfortable." Julia stumbled a bit as she tiptoed to the master bathroom, scooping up her heels in the process. The sliding glass door frosted automatically as she closed it behind her.
'Oh my god, this is insane' Some stings of reality hit Julia as she turned on the water. She braced the edges of the sink and inspected herself in the mirror. Her cheeks were red from the wine and the horniness, and her makeup needed some work. She opened her small clutch and found her "just in case" supplies: a small makeup kit, black thigh highs, an emerald green garter belt, and the jewelry box she received from Derrick hours before.
She glanced at her reflection again and grinned. Julia touched up her mascara and added a new layer of red lipstick to her full lips. She wrestled the singular sleeve off her shoulder and shimmied the dress down her curvaceous body. Lace green lingerie pushed her D cups together and she could see the pinkness of her large areolas peeking through the bra. Her nipples were rock hard as she slid the garter belt over her wide hips. She fluffed her curly brunette locks and sat down on the bidet toilet to slide on the black nylon thigh highs. Once again, she placed the Louboutin heels on her small feet and stood ready to impress her man.
Julia turned off the sink and admired herself in the glass door that acted as a full-length mirror. She peered down at the sapphire necklace and pulled it from its satin bed. She appreciated the craftsmanship of the stone and tried it against her full chest. Julia understood the implications of wearing this specific necklace but didn’t waver as she clasped the hook behind her neck.
With one final gaze, she slid open the glass door and the light flicked off. Derrick dimmed the bedroom lights and pulled the blinds that covered the balcony door. It was only her and her handsome, ebony lover.
She strutted to the edge of Derrick's king-size bed and placed one hand on her hip. Her black Superman was completely naked. He stroked his thick cock as he ogled his green-eyed vixen. She noticed he was an inch or two shorter than Daesean, but he was much thicker.
Julia dropped one knee to the bed. Derrick kept stroking.
Next, her opposite hand. Derrick was undeterred.
She crawled closer until her knees rested between the studs legs and her arms braced both sides of his hard body. Their mouths were inches apart.
"You knew I'd be in your bed tonight, didn't you" Julia kissed his neck softly.
"I never had a doubt." Derrick’s arrogance thrilled her.
"Oh, so you thought I was easy?" Julia pushed, kissing the other side of his neck.
"The opposite. I knew a woman like you required my dedication and I wanted the challenge." Derrick grabbed her by both thighs.
"Ahhhhh" a moan escaped from her lips as his black paws tingled on her body.
The room was electric as Julia moved down to Derrick's chest.
"When did you know you were successful?" her sultry whispers revved up her lover.
"As I watched your eyes dart across the room during my speech this evening.” His black hands moved over her wide white hips. “You saw successful, attractive black men all around you...” he continued up her spine as she kissed his firm pecs. “And you knew where you belonged."
"Uhhhhhhh" a bolt of passion exploded through her.
Derrick grabbed her brown curls tightly and Julia thudded to his lap. Her hands dug into his black skin and his throbbing shaft tapped against her stomach. "You want to serve don't you" Derrick took his turn kissing her neck.
"Yessssss" Julia was on fire.
"You'll do anything for black cock?" Derrick was breaking her.
"Anyyyythingggg" Julia begged for more.
"Swear off of whitebois if you mean it" Derrick pressed.
"I swearrrrrrrr. I only want your big black cock" Derrick released her hair and she attacked his lips with hers. It was a different intensity than before. She wanted to taste him. Be a part of him on a deeper level.
Julia slithered her body down his steely frame and grabbed his cock with both hands. She sucked his balls into her mouth as she stroked the giant shaft. His musk filled her nose and pushed her to keep going.
She wrangled her lace thong down her legs and ripped it in half as she kicked it off her feet. Julia didn’t notice and she climbed back on top of her lover. Derrick’s long snake was rattling as she lined it up with her wetness. Inch by inch, he ripped her open as she clamped her walls around him.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhh" Julia adjusted to her new lover's girth.
*SMACK*
"Show me that you mean it white girl" Derrick smacked her ass hard, his red palm print lingering on her soft pale skin.
"I belonngggggg…uhhhhhhh…with…uhhhhhhh…youuuuuu" Julia ground along Derrick's lap, the entirety of his manhood lodged deep inside her.
Derrick cupped her massive breasts in his strong black hands and rolled her hard nipples between his fingers. An impulse like never before cascaded over Julia. She adjusted herself into a squat position and pulled Derrick’s hands off her chest. She laced her fingers between his. Julia pressed her legs and slid up the length of his shaft, relaxed, and slid back down. She did it again. She looked into Derrick’s dark eyes and gathered the confidence to let go. Soon, she bounced off of Derrick like she was 20 years younger.
"AAAAAAAHHHHH" ... "HOOOLY FUCK ... "FUCK" ... "FUCK" ... "FUCK" ... "FUCK" ... “FUCKKKKKKK”
Julia shrieked in animalistic lust.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Julia bucked off Derrick like he was an actual bull and flopped onto her back. She thrashed uncontrollably and her black king understood immediately. He rolled towards her and curled two fingers deep inside her pulsating cunt. He pressed his thumb hard on her clit and shook his arm violently. Julia tucked her neck as her legs spasmed.
"eeEeeEeeEeeEeeEeeEeeEeeEeeEeeEeeEeeEee, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Julia squirted everywhere. She gasped as she lost track of her lover. Captured by her horniness. The moment didn't last as she felt strong hands flip her body over. Instinctively, she shot her ass in the air and waited for her stud to piston his hard rod back into her. Derrick wasted little time.
*THUD* "Ooooooooooohhh"
*THUD* "Give it toooo"
*THUD* "Give. it. to. meeeee."
*THUD* .. *THUD* .. *THUD* .. *THUD* .. *THUD* .. *THUD* .. *THUD*
Derrick drove into the brunette's tender cunt repeatedly as her eyes glazed over. She gripped the bedsheets so hard her knuckles went ghostly white.
"filll meee" she whimpered
*SMACK* "Speak up girl!"
"fillllll meeeeee" she whimpered again
*SMACK* "WHAT?!"
"FILLLLL MEEEE! FILL ME WITH YOUR BLACK SEEEEEEED!!" Derrick finally broke her. A lifetime of hookups and one-night stands washed away. Years of lackluster sex with her white husband vanished. This had been her duty all along.
Derrick erupted into the sexy milf's raw pussy. Streams of his hot sticky cum plastered her womb as she clenched down around him. 30 seconds of repeated loads filled the exhausted white woman as caressed her naked body. The chiseled black stud finally slid out of her and gave her beat-up ass one more spank. Julia lay motionless in a pool of her juices as her lover's cum leaked down her thigh. Soon, she snored softly. Derrick went out to the balcony for some cool fresh air.
He looked down at his grotto and saw the party had moved inside. The only survivors were Wild Bill and all three of his white girls. They were sound asleep in each other’s arms, covered gently with a full-sized blanket.
About 20 minutes passed before Julia appeared on the balcony. Both lovers were fully naked.
She hooked his sinewy black arm. "I have never been fucked like that in my entire life."
"I know, baby." Derrick was cocky, but he knew she wasn't lying. He turned to face her.
"I meant it too." Julia's hands traced his magnificent body. "I want to serve you. I've never felt so deeply connected to another person. Ever."
Derrick grabbed a throw pillow from the chaise and tossed it on the ground in front of him. Julia understood without words and dropped to her knees. She kissed and fondled his hardening black meat until he was fully erect again.
Their reflection in the balcony glass was perfectly erotic: A Nubian Adonis with a giant dark cock towering over a large-breasted white woman kneeling at his feet. Her lips wrapped around him, her cheeks fully engorged.
He let her have the time to enjoy her new role. Her eyes sparkled for him. Soon he was ready. Derrick pulled Julia to her feet and guided her to his throne. The door shut and the lights went out.
-----
Back in the valley, Robby Hampton looked like a golem. He spent hours ricocheting down the rabbit hole and couldn't stop the fall.
He was half comatose. He laid spread eagle across his bed. His tiny white dick was so shriveled and flaccid that there was nothing left it could give. He heard a notification chime on his phone.
Facebook: Julia Hampton was tagged in a picture.
He opened his app and saw his mother smiling in the arms of a grinning black mogul. His cock got as hard as it could and he sat up for more...
Robby stretched his arms and groaned. 'I guess I'll get this over with' he tried to rally himself as he dressed. The smoky aroma of bacon wafted from the kitchen and Robby took solace in one tradition staying unchanged. Every Saturday since he was little, his mom would make breakfast and they would eat together as a ******. Time and circumstance had certainly changed a lot, but at least Robby could cherish this.
Julia's laughter brightened their home as Robby wandered to the kitchen.
"Hahah, Dae we're so lucky to have you! Can I get you anything else?" His mom’s flowery voice irritated him. He knew it was only an act for Daesean.
But he swatted away the animosity and decided he'd be an adult about things. 'So what? So my mom and my sister both had sex with my bully last night. No big deal. They’re still my ****** and I won't let one man ruin my life.'
The three of them greeted Robby as he slinked into the kitchen and peeped out hello.
"Aye Lil Man, late one last night? Haha, we have been wondering when you were gonna show" Daesean started in first.
Julia smirked at Daesean and playfully batted his arm before addressing her son, "Hey sweetie, I didn't know we'd have company and you seemed content on sleeping in, so…there's not much left to eat. Sorry."
Robby opened his mouth and a sharp pain throbbed into his ear. It was a physical reminder of yesterday's shame. Kiley glanced up from her phone and rolled her eyes as she listened to her brother stammer.
"Bu, but… this is... ****** breakfast... you didn't try waking me up?" his mom recognized the hurt in her son's eyes, yet it didn't quite bother her like it used to.
"No, Robby. I didn't. You're an adult. If you're not up, you're not up. Plus, Dae is our guest, and we should do everything to make sure he's satisfied." Julia clutched Daesean’s forearm and smiled at the black king sitting at the head of their table. Kiley rolled her eyes again, this time annoyed with how forward her mom was being. The little snowbunny wasn’t expecting competition like this.
Robby scowled at his mom. He wanted to smash the entire kitchen. But he swallowed the last few drops of his pride and grabbed a bowl from the cabinet. He pulled his special soy milk from the fridge and fixed a bowl of cereal for himself. Robby peeked at his mother again and noticed she looked... different.
Julia’s brunette hair was down, not in her usual ponytail, and, to Robby’s watchful eye, he could tell she put on makeup. Her favorite band tee and pajama pants were replaced too. Instead, she was wearing a tight cami tank that barely held her huge tits and easily flashed her hard nipples.
Plus, he could see her thick white ass popping out of a pair of booty shorts that she’d pulled up higher than she should. Julia wasn’t interested in breakfast. She hungered for round two with the black bull.
Daesean snapped the festering tension by announcing his group's album had finally reached 25 million combined streams and his label sent a new contract for his solo debut.
"EEEEEEEEE, Babeeeee! That's amazing!!" Kiley leaned over and kissed her man. Robby watched as their tongues flashed and Kiley brushed his cheek. "Babe. Seriously. And just in time for tonight!!!"
"I'm so happy for you Dae, that's such a huge accomplishment" Julia chimed in, lightly squeezing Daesean's forearm again.
"…What's tonight?" Robby poked the bear. His sister and mother both shot daggers through him.
"Well, Lil Man, if ya hafta know, it's my album premiere party. Lil somethin' to let the industry know we comin' for em' haha. My manager, Derrick, has a straight-up mansion and put it all together for me and my crew." Kiley gave Daesean a knowing glance and smiled as she tucked her head back into her phone.
"Jules, you should come. Everyone in the business will be there, and Derrick would love to have another beautiful woman grace his presence."
Julia blushed. "Oooh, nooo. I don't wanna overstep. You guys have fun!"
"No Mom, you should come. Derrick's a great guy." Kiley was in matchmaker mode.
"Yea Jules, I'm serious. Come." Daesean flashed his perfect smile at her. Julia delighted in his attention.
"Uhhhhmmm, screw it, I'm in! I'll call my girlfriend and have her take my shift tonight!" Julia bubbled.
"Alright!" Daesean smiled at Julia and then at Kiley.
"Yea Mom, that’ll be so fun!!" Both women were exuberant.
'Yea. So fun.' Robby sulked in his soggy cereal.
------
Daesean Cunningham spent his entire life destined for greatness. A prototypical athlete since he was 12 years old, Daesean thrived in being the man. AAU coaches fought over him, high schools recruited him, and the local sports writers adored him. And girls? Black, white, Latina, and Asian. He loved them all. By the time he was sixteen, Daesean was 6'4" and well-built. Sinewy black arms, a broad chest with well-defined pecs, and a tight 6-pack of abs. His long, powerful legs made him fast too. He was truly a man among boys.
Only, beyond his athletic prowess, he was a gifted lyricist too. Daesean had an unusually smooth voice, that, matched with a perfect smile, made him the complete package. His only setback was his grades. They weren't strong enough to meet the academic standards at D1 schools, so Daesean shocked everyone when he decided to skip JUCO and chase his music dream. Six years and half a million dollars later, it seemed like the right choice.
"Well, ladies, I hafta bounce. Derrick's got me set up with interviews all day and I need to take care of a few other things. I'll come by round six and pick you up baby" Daesean kissed Kiley and stood from his place at the head of the table. Both Hampton women did a terrible job hiding their glances at his bulge.
"Okay babe" Kiley drifted back to her phone, while her mom rose to her feet.
"I'll walk you out, Dae" Julia knew her ******** could be oblivious.
"Thanks for inviting me tonight, but you didn't have to do that. It's been a very long time since I've been to anything remotely fancy...I don't know wha..." Daesean cut off the rambling brunette.
"Jules...in...and out" he mocked deep breathing and cupped his hand around her arm. "I got chu. There'll be a car here in an hour to take you to get everything you need. On me."
Julia paused. "....no, no, I-i-i can't have you do..." Daesean put two fingers lightly on her lips.
"No more. You deserve it."
It had been a long time since Julia felt truly taken care of and she forgot how much she missed it.
"Thank you." Julia tugged Daesean close and kissed his cheek.
Robby watched his mother interact with his bully through the wall cutout. Seeing her so vulnerable and intimate with him was even worse than the sex.
Robby flinched as Daesean's bass rattled the windows. Julia walked back to her children in the kitchen and seemed like she was ready to cry.
"Awwwwww Moooom, it's alright." Kiley pushed past her brother to comfort Julia.
"Did Dae tell you bout the spa day and shopping??" Julia just nodded her head.
"Goooood. Now, be happy! And go get ready! Robby’ll clean up, right Robby?" Kiley grimaced at her brother. He started to look but resigned himself to a quiet nod. "Yea Mom, I got it."
Robby did as he was told. Kiley went outside to tan. And, as promised, Julia left for her relaxing day.
------
The day dragged on as curiosity ate at Robby until he broke down and did what everyone does these days: he googled it.
"is it weird to watch your ****** have sex"
"is it weird to like watching your ****** have sex"
"is it weird to like watching your ****** have sex with black guys"
The top had been ripped from Pandora's box and Robby scrolled on his phone til his thumb ached.
"cuckold, cuckson, bbc, cuck, interracial, ******, bully, blacked" terms and pictures flashed on his screen. His tiny white dick ached from being so hard. He kept going. It was like he discovered a new world. Sure, he'd been watching porn since he was 13, but this was invigorating. He never felt so connected to it before.
Robby reclined on his bed and nearly ripped his shorts as he was sliding them to his feet. His little pecker twitched as he took his thumb and finger and jerked himself wildly. Within a couple of minutes, dribbles of sticky white cum covered his stomach. He was flushed and wanted to keep going, though physically he couldn't.
He found a dirty sock lying on his floor and wiped himself off. He noticed the time and realized Daesean would be back soon.
Sure enough, the bass thumped, and he heard his front door open.
Robby redressed and trudged to the front of the shoebox they called home. He got the first look at the next “Prince of Rap". Daesean was decked out. A navy-blue velvet tux, with black lapels and a white pocket square. The jacket clung tightly to his rugged frame and the pants gripped the huge black star in all the right ways. Robby eyed his bully's chest, covered in tattoos. "Forget a shirt?" Robby tried his hand at humor. "Ha, ha, lil man. It's the fashion bro, keep up" Daesean got a chuckle out of the whiteboi giving him a little shit. "Same reason I got Gucci on my feet" he flashed his loafers at the pipsqueak. "Your sister ready yet?"
Before Robby could answer, Kiley made her entrance. The sultry blonde sparkled in a metallic gold, short, backless dress. A thin gold chain around her neck is all that kept the halter top in place. Slits revealed each of her thighs to her waist and the sequined fabric struggled to cover her perfectly round ass. Both her lover and her brother eyed her tan, toned legs until they met wrap-around heels, and they both followed her body back up to her juicy pink lips. Daesean was glad he paid for her lip fillers and Robby was awestruck. Kiley had her long blonde hair in a high ponytail and curled bangs framed her face. Diamond chandelier earrings completed the seductive outfit.
As she spun around to show off, Robby noticed she wasn't wearing any lingerie. A flash of her bald pussy drained the blood from his body and into his pants. His little sister looked phenomenal. She was a tantalizing white princess off to charm her black king.
Daesean yanked her close and laid his thick lips on hers. She tasted the mint on his tongue, and he got high on her sweet perfume. He lifted the golden hem with his black hand and squeezed the snowbunny's soft skin. When he broke his kiss, he beamed at the petite goddess. "You look fucking gorgeous baby," Kiley blushed and tilted her head down with a cute grin.
"Lil man, cop a picture of us," Daesean instructed the drooling white boy.
Kiley turned her body inward against her African Adonis and placed her hand atop his stomach. Dae kept his hand glued on her plump ass as they posed for the camera. Kiley was erotic. When this went on Insta, she wanted all of her friends to know she was the queen. Robby snapped a few for good measure and texted them to their phones.
"Thanks, lil man. We rolling out. Don't get too crazy here all by yourself" Daesean hung back.
He gazed at the hot little Barbie walking down the stairs and Kiley teased both of them with her strut. "Godddd, I love white girls" Daesean laughed to himself as he closed the door.
Robby tumbled to his bedroom like a bull in a china shop. He kicked his pants off and opened the pictures he had just taken of his sister and Daesean. 'God, she looks so sexual. Like a bitch in heat for him. Mmmm her ass is so perfect too. They were made for each other his mind raced.
Replays of the night before were melded with fantasies of the royal couple on his screen and little streams of cum popped from his 4-inch penis.
Robby looked ridiculous as his body scrunched and shook uncontrollably. "Aaghhhhh" he groaned like he was expelling a poison. His phone crashed against the floor. His blue t-shirt was stained with cum, and a chill rippled through him. Robby Hampton orgasmed to the mere thought of his sister with his black bully.
-----
"Don't you get annnyyyyyy ideas" Kiley giggled to her lover as they sped down surface streets. Daesean loved whipping around in his beamer, especially with a girl in the front seat.
"I ain't doin' nothin'" Daesean grinned back as the beast between his legs started growing. Kiley licked her lips as she watched her black king in action. The danger excited her. Yet, he made it look so effortless as he weaved in and out of traffic.
"I'm serious Daeeee!" he rested his hand on her inner thigh, and she pulled it closer to her wetness. "I don't wanna ruin my makeup!"
"I told youuu I ain't doin' nothin'" he bantered back, rubbing two fingers over her tender clit.
"Uhhhhh" she purred, pressing his hand against her. Daesean slipped his fingers inside her as she bucked her hips forward.
Kiley felt the black bull's power surge through his forearm as it pulsed against her inner thigh. His long fingers worked around her G-spot as shockwaves erupted throughout her body. She writhed in the passenger seat as he slowed the car for a stop light. The hot blonde adjusted herself and leaned over the center console. She reached for the thick black snake twisting in her stud's pants.
"Pull over," she whispered dizzily, unsure of what she would do next.
Daesean was familiar with the area and knew Derrick owned a body shop nearby. Saturday evening. Nobody would be working. He glanced over at his snowbunny like she was prey. The shiny gold fabric barely covered anything as he caressed her toned thigh.
He pulled the BMW down a side alley and parked near the rear garage of "Mac's Custom Metals" A retro neon sign hung above the side door and a few old-school Cadillacs were parked in the lot. Derrick was a man of many interests, and his business investments reflected it.
The rap star got out and lit a blunt as he sat on the hood of his beamer. He tested the horny slut's patience while he took another hit. The white princess pawed at herself. She couldn’t stifle her moans. Daesean knew she was ready.
He opened the door and extended his hand. Kiley latched on to her man and climbed out. Daesean didn't give any ground as he pulled her to her feet. The horny lovers were inches apart. He used the same two fingers to lift her chin until she looked into his eyes...
"You like teasing Daddy?" his demeanor turned brusque.
"Maybe I do" Kiley rubbed her hand over his pants. She liked playing the brat.
"Maybe I should punish you..."
"Wellllll, you haven't so far..." Kiley spun around and pressed her body against his. Sniping the blunt from his fingers, she took a deep drag and a cloud of pungent smoke lingered between them. Daesean's hands roamed over her dress. She leaned forward and braced the roof of the dark sports car.
"Whatchu gonna do, Daaaaaddy?" Kiley peered over her shoulder. Her back arched and her hips locked. Daesean snarled at the wicked little cocktease.
The riled black stallion unzipped his velvet trousers and pulled out his monster. Kiley bit her bottom lip in anticipation. He clasped her thigh low and worked his hand up her body until he felt her dripping wet cunt. She wriggled her ass and pretended to struggle. He flipped up her dress and exposed her naked slit. His massive shaft bounced off each cheek with a thud. It was heavy and rock-hard. Kiley craved being taken like this. Daesean pulled back until he felt the wetness of her swollen lips then exploded forward. He drilled his hard black cock deep inside the pleading white girl.
"Oooooh myyy goddddd" Kiley tried her best to stay calm so her hair and makeup wouldn't be ruined too badly from sweat.
"Mmmm, you're the king, Daddy, ... ahhhhh"
"Tonight's just the start baby... fuck it's soo good"
"You'll be at the top where you belong."
Kiley felt her stud twitching inside her as he dug his fingers into her hips. She grinned to herself, intoxicated by her ability to make him bust so quickly. Dae shot loads of hot cum into the white girl's womb. His pocket square became a towel as he wiped himself off then handed it to Kiley. A moment of youthful silliness broke the sexual tension after Kiley dropped the cum rag on the ground. "Ayyy, you shoulda kept that for your bro. A whiteboi like him might pay for it, hahaha" Kiley rolled her eyes and scoffed, "That's fucking gross, haha."
The hot couple basked in the decadence of being on the rise. Fast cars, expensive clothes, and the heady rush of the world bending to their will. It was a dangerous cocktail that always starts so sweet. Daesean looked at the freshly fucked white girl smiling lovingly at him and sped off into the hills.
Kiley wrapped her fingers around Daesean's as he stopped at the gate. A meek, older white man stepped to his window.
"Hi, sir. May I please have your name," he spoke before looking at the occupants. "Oooh, my apologies Mr. Cunningham. And Miss Hampton, very honored to see you again. I'll radio up."
"Thanks, bruh." The dark BMW kicked up gravel and Daesean flipped off the younger white guys in yellow windbreakers that stood silently by the guard shack. Kiley squeezed his hand and giggled softly. “I love when you do that.”
Daesean drove into the line of Audis, BMWs, and Teslas waiting for valet. Town cars and limos emptied even more guests onto Derrick’s scaled-down version of a red carpet. The celebration of his success might’ve been the given reason for the party, but Daesean knew Derrick used these galas to entice new investors, reward current partners and enable his continued success. Kiley's eyes glittered as she took in the fanciful display of beauty and wealth.
A short, pudgy white kid scurried over to the passenger side door, opening it for Kiley. "Hello, miss. Please enjoy your evening." His nasal voice barely registered as he kept his head bowed to the gorgeous blonde. Daesean joined his beauty, and she gracefully took his outstretched arm.
"This is amazing, Dae, but I've never been to something like this before." Kiley tried to hide her intimidation. Daesean recognized her uneasiness and stopped. He knew it was his turn to pump her up.
"Girl, you don't need to worry bout anyone in there. All these people came from the same streets, the same little houses, and the shitty cars we did. This night is a celebration of black success. And you wit the King baby. So, I want you to go in there and act like the queen." Kiley smiled proudly as Daesean once again pressed his lips against hers. His confidence was so sexy, and she felt his power transferring onto her. The young couple resumed their walk toward the foyer.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, the man of the evening!" Derrick's booming voice carried from the top of the stairs as dozens of heads turned to the couple approaching the edge of the carpet. A round of applause broke out and chants rained over them as Dae smiled and dapped up a few familiar faces.
They worked their way through the crowd before greeting Derrick personally. "My man, I'm truly blessed, thank you" Daesean clasped his hands in prayer and shook them towards Derrick. The sharply dressed mogul smiled at Dae as he took Kiley's hand in his and kissed it softly. "Nice to see you again, love" She blushed and smiled softly. "Thank you, Derrick. It's such an honor. And I can't even begin to say how much I appreciate you inviting my mom."
"Say no more, it was my pleasure. She should be arriving shortly." Derrick turned toward Daesean, "Big Moe is driving her and I swear my granny drives faster than him" All three of them laughed. "Please. Go inside! Enjoy yourselves, it's your night big man!" Derrick winked at Kiley as the couple walked inside the mansion.
Two rail-thin white waiters holding trays of champagne greeted them and offered them their first drinks of the night. Daesean held Kiley’s hand as the rest of his crew waved them over.
-----
Julia Hampton fiddled with the platinum bracelet circling her wrist as Big Moe navigated the winding roads that climbed the hills overlooking the valley. She, like her ********, was not accustomed to this type of luxury. And from the moment Derrick's polished silver Bentley pulled up in front of their bungalow, Julia had been overwhelmed.
But her weariness didn't deter the single mom of two from making the most of her experience. She enjoyed a full treatment from the Spa at Woodside, an exquisite tapas lunch, and a shopping spree that rang up to a couple more zeros than she was used to. It was a marvelous day, but Julia wasn't a fool. When a man spends that kind of money on a woman, it always comes with expectations. And, as lovable as Daesean was, she recognized that these strings were being pulled by someone higher up the chain.
When she returned to the Bentley to embark on the final leg of the journey, Big Moe was waiting for her with a jewelry box. "Miss Julia, Mr. Robinson instructed me to give you this when you got done shopping." Julia opened the box and found a necklace with a large sapphire gemstone and a note. "I look forward to tonight, Ms. Hampton. Please accept this gift as a token of gratitude for accepting my invitation." She inspected the box for a few moments and looked up at Big Moe. "Tha’s real pretty Miss Julia." he was a simple, but sweet man. "Yes, it sure is, Moe" Julia closed the box and placed it in her clutch, the only thing she had brought with her from home.
Big Moe drove past the guard shack and pulled the Bentley into the large circular driveway. Guests milled about the front of the mansion and several of them craned to catch a glimpse of the mystery woman in Derrick’s car. "Ohhh kay then, this is it, Miss Julia," Moe announced at the end of the line. “Thank you so much, Moe.” She took a deep breath and instinctively reached for the handle at the same time Derrick opened the door.
"Ms. Hampton, it's a pleasure to meet you. Welcome to my home." He delicately wrapped his large black hand around hers as she stepped out of his expensive car.
"Please" she waved her other hand, "Julia is fine."
"Okay, Julia. Derrick. Derrick Robinson, very nice to meet you." He stepped back and quietly admired the brunette. She looked elegant in an emerald green split cocktail dress that hugged her figure as if it were tailored especially for her. The dark green satin matched her piercing green eyes and red lipstick adorned her naturally full lips. Curly locks of brunette hair rested on her exposed shoulder as she waited for Derrick to lead the way.
"Robinson, of Robinson Shipping Lines?" Julia small-talked when she was nervous.
"The one and only. You know it?" Derrick played along.
"I'm the office manager for Sullivan's, there were rumors you’d be buying us out not too long ago," Julia remembered where she recognized his name from now.
"Rumors are a dangerous game, Julia. Too much deceit for me. When I want something, I just go out and take it."
"I have no doubt you do." Julia moved closer to the handsome black man.
Derrick Robinson was a self-made man most truly. Afflicted by every stereotypical problem facing black men in America, he served in the first Gulf War, figuring a warzone might be less violent than his neighborhood. And, while he was there, he had a sergeant that took him under his wing. He cultivated Derrick's aptitude for mechanics, but he also taught him about the politics of the game and how to move ahead in the world. After his discharge, Derrick moved back to his hometown and opened Mac's Custom Metals in honor of his sarge, Luther McDonald.
In the time he was away, his best friend from childhood, Reggie Harris, fought the war at home. They boxed together in the Golden Gloves circuit, and each had become a soldier in their way. Derrick understood the money that could be made in ‘the game’ and Reggie knew he needed a clean name that he could trust. Almost thirty years later, Derrick expanded the small body shop into an empire. Shipping, music, clubs, and real estate, Derrick Robinson was a renaissance man. His cool demeanor and shrewd mind opened doors for him in the white man’s world but that didn't mean he was afraid to employ his heavy hands. Though he wasn't as tall as Daesean, Derrick was made of steel. He adopted the principle of a man’s body is his temple and never had more than 12% body fat. He also never smoked or gambled. His only vice was women. Married twice, and divorced the same, he decided he would spoil them, but never put a ring on it again.
Julia felt the eyes of the party upon her as she stood at the top of the grand staircase next to Derrick. His wannabe lovers glared at her and multiple black men in attendance ogled her. As Julia looked around, she noticed most of the men in the room were black. Plenty of recognizable faces too. Derrick relinquished her hand and offered a glass of champagne.
"Please don't be offended but I need to make a couple of rounds. Will you be alright by yourself for a little while?" Derrick charmed her with politeness.
"I would never be offended by you. Please, go. Do your thing. I’m certain I'll manage just fine." Julia nodded her head as she continued to gaze around the room.
"I promise I'll be back. Remember, I still owe you the VIP tour." Derrick walked down the stairs.
Julia Hampton felt like she was in a movie as she sipped her Moet, a day trip to the spa, shopping, and now a gala. What's next? A Caribbean vacation??' The booze calmed her nerves as she searched for her ******** in the mass of people. Beautiful couples of black men and black, mixed, and white women mingled while soft jazz filled the air. A vibrant mix of colognes and perfumes scented the jam-packed dance floor. Julia ducked around guests and waitstaff until she reached the edge of the room.
Plaques and framed portraits decorated Derrick’s walls. 'Black Business Leaders of America - Distinguished Business Owner of the Year' ... 'Black Caucus - Lifetime Achievement Award' ... BET Awards, Jet Magazine covers pictures with mayors, governors, and senators. "Who is this guy?" Julia wondered aloud.
She finished her champagne and looked around for a refill. A slovenly white college kid, who looked like he was in his ***'s prom tux, hurried over to her. "I'm sorry for my tardiness ma'am, please accept my deepest apology, would you care for another glass?" He never made eye contact as he extended his tray.
"Uhhhh, yes. Thank you." Julia immediately noticed how overly submissive the waitstaff behaved.
"You're very welcome." the goofy kid sped off. She watched as he replayed the same spiel for the next group of guests.
"They're all whitebois." A woman's voice startled Julia. She spun around and discovered a majestic black woman in front of her. Dark-skinned and full-figured, Julia admired her in silence as she walked closer.
"Hm?" Julia thought she misheard the Nubian beauty.
"The staff. They're all white. Derrick's rule. Pitiful white men to be specific." the mysterious woman maintained eye contact with Julia.
"Oh yea. I noticed that. Maybe my son could get a job then, HA!" Julia ribbed her son playfully to the stranger.
"Is he a pathetic white loser?" no hint of humor colored her words.
"Welllll, I wouldn't go that far." Julia’s new acquaintance bordered on creepy.
"I would." the black vixen turned and laughed loudly as she walked away. The deep roars attracted the attention of a few couples nearby.
Julia shivered, but she brushed it off as the woman had too much to drink. She scanned the ballroom floor again and saw her ******** and Daesean in the corner with a group of other younger guests. She zigzagged her way back through the maze.
"Oh my god, MOM! You look so sexxxxxxy!!!" Kiley ran over and checked her out some more. “Derrick must be sooo excited!” she hinted at the evening’s ulterior motive.
Kiley tugged her mother by the hand, “Come on we’re all over here!”
Julia inspected her ********’s outfit and her motherly instincts kicked in. She yanked her ******** close while they were still out of earshot. "What exactly do you think you're wearing young lady" Julia scolded her with a twinge of envy.
"Mom. Relax, it’s just a dress." Kiley smiled at Daesean and the rest of the group. She hoped they didn’t notice her mom treating her like a child. "Plus, Dae really can’t keep his hands off me when I dress like this.”
Julia felt a pang of excitement between her legs. She understood that craving firsthand. "Yea, I'm sure he can’t" Julia pretended to scoff at the vulgarity but secretly pined for it herself.
"Guys, this is my mom, Julia. Mom, this is Orlando, Jalen, and Will, and their dates are Stacey, Amber, and Kelly." Kiley introduced the rest of the “D.C Crew”
"Hi!! This must be so exciting for you guys! I'm so proud of you all!!" Julia played the airheaded mom role. "So lemme guess, O-dawg, Ja' and Wild Bill" Julia shamelessly brushed each rapper’s chest. “And you girls all look so pretty!!!” She gave a subtle dig at her ********, who knew what her mom was doing.
"Haha, that's good Jules" Daesean chimed in from the opposite side of Kiley.
"Dae, that was very thoughtful of you today. I had a wonderful time. Thank you." Julia allowed him to keep his dignity and he caught on to the game.
"Oooh, no problem. Anytime." Kiley hugged Daesean's arm and leaned her head on his shoulder. She was proud of her man and liked asserting her dominance over the other girls.
The sound of a microphone tapping quieted the noisy party and Derrick stood on the grand staircase to address the crowd.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, thank you all for joining me here this evening. We're here not only to celebrate the success of the "D.C. Crew" in terms of record sales and streams, but the success of four young black men who represent the future of our community, and our country." Thunderous applause rolled through the room.
"I believe I must empower these young voices and give them the resources to carry our movement deep into the 21st century. Transforming the work of so many before them, into something stronger and more concrete. A world in which powerful black men thrive and the systems of business, law, and politics serve them, not attack them. A new, Black World Order." applause intensified to chanting that boomed through the ballroom.
Julia felt the vibe shift. She darted her eyes from couple to couple. Black hands squeezed white flesh. White women clung to the black men they belonged to. Daesean openly groped her ********. Wild Bill made out with his date Kelly. It was so visceral and stimulating. Julia warmed and her lace thong was soaking wet.
"But in the meantime." Derrick let the crowd settle a bit. "But in the meantime.... let's party tonight!" the entire party roared.
J-Kwon flowed from the loudspeakers and Julia was transported back to her youth.
*One. Here comes the two to the..*
Julia watched each couple take advantage of their arousal and she yearned for her release. Derrick grabbed Julia’s hand like he had a sixth sense.
"How about that VIP tour?" the host whisked the short brunette away.
"Were half of them even born when this song came out?" Julia poked fun.
"Ha, I'm a sucker for nostalgia." Derrick offered his guest a glass of red wine as they walked past the bar in the corner of the room. They continued onto the garden patio that overlooked the valley.
"Thank you" Julia accepted the glass and took in the stunning view. "You're a lot more than just Mr. Robinson from Robinson Shipping Lines, aren't you?" Julia played coy with the handsome businessman.
"Ha, rumors Julia, a dangerous game." Derrick deflected as he walked to the balcony edge next to her. "I am more than that, yes. But I'm also just a man that's dedicated to a cause and has the means to make my visions a reality. So, I do."
The small brunette fell under his spell.
"I want a world that respects my sons as human first. But also, a world that puts the levers of power in their hands. Black men dominate in sports, music, and entertainment. We dictate the culture at large, yet, at most, we're granted fleeting material wealth.
Julia silently dreamed of the athletes and movie stars Derrick spoke of.
"I don't hate white men either. I just call on them to compete. Beat me in a fair competition and I will gladly shake your hand. No matter the race."
She visualized Derrick in a physical confrontation with the overweight, drunken white men from her bar and felt an intense rush of pleasure at that thought.
"Thank you for sharing that with me, Derrick." Julia placed her hand on his as they stared out into the glittering night sky. The bustling city was tamed now, granted the ability to see it in its entirety.
"C'mon, lemme show you the rest of the house" Derrick took Julia's hand and she walked with him. The two connected on a personal level as he led a tour through his mansion in the hills. They eventually made their way back to the top of the stairs that overlooked the "ballroom", a retrofitted bottom floor specifically designed to host parties like this.
Julia watched her ******** grinding on Daesean. The rest of her friends were doing the same. She struggled with the fact her children were grown but took pride in her ******** for being so confident in herself. "They're not young anymore" she sighed while smiling.
"No. No, they're not. I'm just glad my first wife got to see her boys reach a few milestones." Derrick started toying with the brunette's heightened emotions.
"Oh no, is she...?"
"Yea, a few years ago now. Cancer. It was tough on all of us, but the boys especially. She and I didn't always get along, but she was my high school sweetheart and the mother of my children, so I'll always have a spot for her in my heart." Julia hooked Derrick's arm and looked up at him with a comforting smile.
"Let me show you my favorite spot in this entire house." Derrick led the green-eyed beauty upstairs and into his master bedroom.
"Ooooh, I know your tricks! Haha," Julia chastised him playfully.
"No tricks, come here" the sexy woman slipped out of mom mode as she followed the dark-skinned man into his bedroom.
She exited onto a small balcony and looked down into a serene grotto. A soft waterfall filled a faux pond. A natural rock formation supplied a peaceful enclave in the already secluded property.
"Wow. It's wonderful. I can't even hear the party." Julia’s lust deepened, even if the wine helped a bit.
"Stay here and relax. I'll go see off some guests and come back for a nightcap." Derrick left his date alone to enjoy the quiet. She smiled at him and stood against the balcony rail. Her life of monotony and struggle seemed to be a million miles away. Julia unclasped her ankle strap Louboutin’s that she bought earlier in the day and kicked them off into Derrick's bedroom. She giggled to herself. Julia was drunker than she initially thought and rested on the chaise lounge. The cool evening air and the expensive red wine conspired to send Julia off to a light sleep.
------
Splashing water and a girl's excited laughter interrupted her snooze. A faint smell of weed wafted from below and Daesean's music started playing from the in-pool stereo system. She scanned around the bedroom for Derrick, but she was still alone. Julia spied on the scene playing out beneath her and instantly recognized Daesean's bandmates and their dates. Plus a few other white girls she didn't know. From her perch, she saw everything unfold.
First, she zeroed in on Orlando and his date Stacey. It must've been the voluptuous Latina’s laughter that woke Julia. Orlando was a good-looking kid but lacked the same muscular build as Daesean. He was the "2nd man" in the group and Stacey was his ride or die. She loved his babyface looks. Julia watched Stacey unhook her bra and drop it in the water beside her. It floated around in the water before it was sucked into the spray from the waterfall. She was topless and straddled her man in the corner of the pool. Stacey's thick Latina ass sucked up her tiny G-string and she kissed Orlando hard as his black hands gripped her body.
Next, Julia shifted her attention to Wild Bill. His date Kelly, a tiny, freckled redhead, followed her man closely. The other two white girls in the grotto appeared to be Kelly’s friends. The way Will's dark ebony skin contrasted against their pale white bodies titillated Julia. He wore dreads and always kept a blunt nearby. Tall and lanky with hardly an ounce of fat on him, she wondered how he got his nickname.
She fixed her eyes on him as he stripped out of his tight-fitting suit and pulled down his Tommy Johns that barely supported his size. His big black cock was massive. Easily over 10 inches. Julia couldn't look away as Wild Bill walked to the bed-sized lounge chair. His dick swung as he walked. 'Oh, my god. It's humongous' Julia gasped to herself as she watched the three little white girls tearing off their dresses. ‘I guess that’s why he’s Wild Bill’ she laughed to herself.
A thought crossed her mind that maybe she should stop. Go inside and wait for Derrick. Pretend she didn't notice the lewd afterparty in the grotto. But that thought escaped as quickly as it came when she watched Kelly's friends climb onto the couch with Will. All three of them kneeled. One girl kissed the other. Then, they both kissed the black stud. He slid his long, thin fingers along their slits and they both let out relieved moans. Kelly crawled between her man's legs and lifted his gigantic rod until it stood upright. It was the size of her entire head. Julia leered at the scene from above. The miniature redhead stuck her naked ass in the air and started licking Will’s full balls. She may have watched forever if not for another girl's howls.
Amber and Jalen skipped through foreplay and moved right into hardcore fucking. Julia licked her lips as she watched the platinum blonde sorority girl's giant fake tits sway beneath her. She was on all fours by the edge of the pool and begged her man for every inch. A soft beach towel was substituted for a bed.
Jalen was the shortest member of the group. His small frame was covered from head to toe in tattoos and the teardrop by his eye was not a joke. Whatever he lacked in size, Jalen made up for with brutal toughness. He used both hands to pull the bimbo’s hair back as he rammed into the horny blonde’s cunt. Julia loved bad boys herself and knew Amber fucked him to piss off her father.
And last but not least, Kiley and Daesean. She eyed the two of them with special attention as they ambled to the other corner of the patio. She wondered how they stayed so calm as carnal passion exploded all around them. Daesean was already shirtless, and Kiley looked beautiful in her short party dress. An additional chaise recliner secluded from the main area provided a VIP section for the power couple. Julia spied on them like a hawk.
Daesean laid his jacket on the patio table and kicked out of his Gucci loafers. He unbuckled his thin leather belt and placed it atop his jacket. He dropped his blue velvet trousers to the stone floor and his 9-inch cock sprung to attention. Julia gushed as she watched her secret lover undress for her ********. Dae climbed onto the chair and rested one arm behind his head. Kiley stood in front of him and seductively unhooked the gold chain around her neck. The sequin top fluttered off her body. Julia could almost see the goosebumps on her ******** as the cool breeze tickled her tan-white skin. Slowly, and without breaking eye contact with Daesean, Kiley slid the dress off her body. She stepped out of the bunched garment at her feet and let her black king admire her nudity. Daesean lit a blunt of his own and held it off to the side. His blonde princess climbed onto the chair with him. Kiley nibbled at the black bull’s neck as he greedily played with her round behind. She draped her long, toned leg over her lover and toyed with his thick black cock.
Julia's pussy dripped and burned with lust as she watched the bacchanal unfold. Derrick's words from earlier crept into her mind and she realized that it wasn't simply the sex that drove her wild. It was the young black men.
They were virile. Strong. Arrogant. Sexy to her in ways white men had never been. They didn't ask for permission or worry about consequences. They saw an attractive woman and took her down. Their vitality tapped into a raw lust hardwired into women of all races. Julia hadn't even noticed her hand slipping between her thighs as this new wave of enlightenment filled her mind.
She returned her gaze to the grotto just in time to watch her ******** straddle Daesean. Her heightened state sensitized Julia to everything. The way Kiley's muscles contracted as she leaned forward and then back. Her ******** searches for the perfect angle to fit all of Daesean's manhood inside her. The slow, methodical rhythm the lovers kept as she gripped each arm of the lounge chair and rode her black stud. It was elevated to art.
Julia felt an orgasm rapidly building at the same time her own lover’s massive hands slid around her waist. He covered her mouth before she screamed.
She snapped out of the spell she was under and twisted to face her suitor. "Oh my god, you scared me!" she whispered harshly. Derrick took a few steps back and laughed quietly.
"Ha, I didn't quite mean to, but it appeared you were quite rapt by the show downstairs." Derrick had changed out of his tuxedo and stood on his balcony in nothing but thin gray sweats and pair of designer slippers.
Julia longed to taste and feel a black cock of her own. She openly stared at the outline of Derrick's thick bulge in his pants. A lusty smile spread upon her face as she took a step toward the chiseled soldier. He was much taller than Julia, even in heels, and his wide shoulders furthered the point. Derrick moved in.
She lightly traced the outline of his abs with her manicured finger. Derrick slipped his hand around the nape of her neck and pulled her face to his lips. Julia clung to him, pulling his body against hers. She loved the feeling of his hardening cock twitching against her stomach. She could still taste the red wine on his tongue as her body heat warmed his bare skin. Derrick kneaded her juicy ass and she let a moan escape into his ear. Guttural shrieks floated up from the grotto as all four rappers impaled their white lovers with black cocks.
Julia walked her lover back inside, still kissing and pawing at him. Derrick stepped gingerly, waiting to feel the carpet. She broke away from him. Her chest heaved as she panted. "Mmm, lemme. Mm. Lemme go get a little more comfortable." Julia stumbled a bit as she tiptoed to the master bathroom, scooping up her heels in the process. The sliding glass door frosted automatically as she closed it behind her.
'Oh my god, this is insane' Some stings of reality hit Julia as she turned on the water. She braced the edges of the sink and inspected herself in the mirror. Her cheeks were red from the wine and the horniness, and her makeup needed some work. She opened her small clutch and found her "just in case" supplies: a small makeup kit, black thigh highs, an emerald green garter belt, and the jewelry box she received from Derrick hours before.
She glanced at her reflection again and grinned. Julia touched up her mascara and added a new layer of red lipstick to her full lips. She wrestled the singular sleeve off her shoulder and shimmied the dress down her curvaceous body. Lace green lingerie pushed her D cups together and she could see the pinkness of her large areolas peeking through the bra. Her nipples were rock hard as she slid the garter belt over her wide hips. She fluffed her curly brunette locks and sat down on the bidet toilet to slide on the black nylon thigh highs. Once again, she placed the Louboutin heels on her small feet and stood ready to impress her man.
Julia turned off the sink and admired herself in the glass door that acted as a full-length mirror. She peered down at the sapphire necklace and pulled it from its satin bed. She appreciated the craftsmanship of the stone and tried it against her full chest. Julia understood the implications of wearing this specific necklace but didn’t waver as she clasped the hook behind her neck.
With one final gaze, she slid open the glass door and the light flicked off. Derrick dimmed the bedroom lights and pulled the blinds that covered the balcony door. It was only her and her handsome, ebony lover.
She strutted to the edge of Derrick's king-size bed and placed one hand on her hip. Her black Superman was completely naked. He stroked his thick cock as he ogled his green-eyed vixen. She noticed he was an inch or two shorter than Daesean, but he was much thicker.
Julia dropped one knee to the bed. Derrick kept stroking.
Next, her opposite hand. Derrick was undeterred.
She crawled closer until her knees rested between the studs legs and her arms braced both sides of his hard body. Their mouths were inches apart.
"You knew I'd be in your bed tonight, didn't you" Julia kissed his neck softly.
"I never had a doubt." Derrick’s arrogance thrilled her.
"Oh, so you thought I was easy?" Julia pushed, kissing the other side of his neck.
"The opposite. I knew a woman like you required my dedication and I wanted the challenge." Derrick grabbed her by both thighs.
"Ahhhhh" a moan escaped from her lips as his black paws tingled on her body.
The room was electric as Julia moved down to Derrick's chest.
"When did you know you were successful?" her sultry whispers revved up her lover.
"As I watched your eyes dart across the room during my speech this evening.” His black hands moved over her wide white hips. “You saw successful, attractive black men all around you...” he continued up her spine as she kissed his firm pecs. “And you knew where you belonged."
"Uhhhhhhh" a bolt of passion exploded through her.
Derrick grabbed her brown curls tightly and Julia thudded to his lap. Her hands dug into his black skin and his throbbing shaft tapped against her stomach. "You want to serve don't you" Derrick took his turn kissing her neck.
"Yessssss" Julia was on fire.
"You'll do anything for black cock?" Derrick was breaking her.
"Anyyyythingggg" Julia begged for more.
"Swear off of whitebois if you mean it" Derrick pressed.
"I swearrrrrrrr. I only want your big black cock" Derrick released her hair and she attacked his lips with hers. It was a different intensity than before. She wanted to taste him. Be a part of him on a deeper level.
Julia slithered her body down his steely frame and grabbed his cock with both hands. She sucked his balls into her mouth as she stroked the giant shaft. His musk filled her nose and pushed her to keep going.
She wrangled her lace thong down her legs and ripped it in half as she kicked it off her feet. Julia didn’t notice and she climbed back on top of her lover. Derrick’s long snake was rattling as she lined it up with her wetness. Inch by inch, he ripped her open as she clamped her walls around him.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhh" Julia adjusted to her new lover's girth.
*SMACK*
"Show me that you mean it white girl" Derrick smacked her ass hard, his red palm print lingering on her soft pale skin.
"I belonngggggg…uhhhhhhh…with…uhhhhhhh…youuuuuu" Julia ground along Derrick's lap, the entirety of his manhood lodged deep inside her.
Derrick cupped her massive breasts in his strong black hands and rolled her hard nipples between his fingers. An impulse like never before cascaded over Julia. She adjusted herself into a squat position and pulled Derrick’s hands off her chest. She laced her fingers between his. Julia pressed her legs and slid up the length of his shaft, relaxed, and slid back down. She did it again. She looked into Derrick’s dark eyes and gathered the confidence to let go. Soon, she bounced off of Derrick like she was 20 years younger.
"AAAAAAAHHHHH" ... "HOOOLY FUCK ... "FUCK" ... "FUCK" ... "FUCK" ... "FUCK" ... “FUCKKKKKKK”
Julia shrieked in animalistic lust.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Julia bucked off Derrick like he was an actual bull and flopped onto her back. She thrashed uncontrollably and her black king understood immediately. He rolled towards her and curled two fingers deep inside her pulsating cunt. He pressed his thumb hard on her clit and shook his arm violently. Julia tucked her neck as her legs spasmed.
"eeEeeEeeEeeEeeEeeEeeEeeEeeEeeEeeEeeEee, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Julia squirted everywhere. She gasped as she lost track of her lover. Captured by her horniness. The moment didn't last as she felt strong hands flip her body over. Instinctively, she shot her ass in the air and waited for her stud to piston his hard rod back into her. Derrick wasted little time.
*THUD* "Ooooooooooohhh"
*THUD* "Give it toooo"
*THUD* "Give. it. to. meeeee."
*THUD* .. *THUD* .. *THUD* .. *THUD* .. *THUD* .. *THUD* .. *THUD*
Derrick drove into the brunette's tender cunt repeatedly as her eyes glazed over. She gripped the bedsheets so hard her knuckles went ghostly white.
"filll meee" she whimpered
*SMACK* "Speak up girl!"
"fillllll meeeeee" she whimpered again
*SMACK* "WHAT?!"
"FILLLLL MEEEE! FILL ME WITH YOUR BLACK SEEEEEEED!!" Derrick finally broke her. A lifetime of hookups and one-night stands washed away. Years of lackluster sex with her white husband vanished. This had been her duty all along.
Derrick erupted into the sexy milf's raw pussy. Streams of his hot sticky cum plastered her womb as she clenched down around him. 30 seconds of repeated loads filled the exhausted white woman as caressed her naked body. The chiseled black stud finally slid out of her and gave her beat-up ass one more spank. Julia lay motionless in a pool of her juices as her lover's cum leaked down her thigh. Soon, she snored softly. Derrick went out to the balcony for some cool fresh air.
He looked down at his grotto and saw the party had moved inside. The only survivors were Wild Bill and all three of his white girls. They were sound asleep in each other’s arms, covered gently with a full-sized blanket.
About 20 minutes passed before Julia appeared on the balcony. Both lovers were fully naked.
She hooked his sinewy black arm. "I have never been fucked like that in my entire life."
"I know, baby." Derrick was cocky, but he knew she wasn't lying. He turned to face her.
"I meant it too." Julia's hands traced his magnificent body. "I want to serve you. I've never felt so deeply connected to another person. Ever."
Derrick grabbed a throw pillow from the chaise and tossed it on the ground in front of him. Julia understood without words and dropped to her knees. She kissed and fondled his hardening black meat until he was fully erect again.
Their reflection in the balcony glass was perfectly erotic: A Nubian Adonis with a giant dark cock towering over a large-breasted white woman kneeling at his feet. Her lips wrapped around him, her cheeks fully engorged.
He let her have the time to enjoy her new role. Her eyes sparkled for him. Soon he was ready. Derrick pulled Julia to her feet and guided her to his throne. The door shut and the lights went out.
-----
Back in the valley, Robby Hampton looked like a golem. He spent hours ricocheting down the rabbit hole and couldn't stop the fall.
He was half comatose. He laid spread eagle across his bed. His tiny white dick was so shriveled and flaccid that there was nothing left it could give. He heard a notification chime on his phone.
Facebook: Julia Hampton was tagged in a picture.
He opened his app and saw his mother smiling in the arms of a grinning black mogul. His cock got as hard as it could and he sat up for more...
