It's a Thursday night and Briana, wearing nothing but pink boy shorts and a tight pink tank top, is comfortably laying on her pink bed in her pink room, elbows propping her up, head tilted, as she writes in her diary:
"So it's been like 2 weeks since I met mom's new boyfriend for the first time. I like Calvin, he's nice and mom really likes him. I've never seen her like this before. He's really handsome, too. And really strong! Like seriously, he's like the hulk. And don't even get me started on what happened between he and my ***... So embarrassing. He's such a racist piece of shit. I barely respected him before, now I really don't. I'm glad he's gone. Haha, me and Krista have been joking about how pathetic he looked when Calvin kicked his ass. He was crying! Too funny. Calvin is moving in tomorrow and I'm pretty excited. I like it when he's around."
Next door to Briana is Patrick, sitting at his desk just finishing up some homework and studying. He's distracted by his own thoughts about his ****** and Calvin, as he often has been in the past few weeks. He begins typing his thoughts into a word document on his laptop:
"I hate Calvin. I hate that my ****** adores him and I hate everything that happened. What's wrong with mom? What's wrong with Briana and Krista after seeing what he did to ***? I just froze up watching him do that to ***. I hate that mom pressures me into talking to Calvin and letting him try to be nice to me. They think he's nice but he's not. I know he's mocking me. He wants me to go to his stupid gym. I'm so mad. I hate seeing my sisters light up when he comes over. I hate seeing my mom kiss him. I just want to concentrate on school and get out of here, maybe move in with ***. Calvin is moving in tomorrow and I know he's going to be all cocky and take everything over. I hate being around him, he's a fucking asshole."
Patrick pounds away on the keys of his laptop. He takes a deep breath and rests his head in his hands, exhaling while shaking his head.On the other side of Patrick's room is Krista's room, but it's empty.
Across town Calvin sits at a bar in a strip club. Not the lowliest strip club around, but far from the classiest either. He drinks from his beer, his ball cap turned down over his eyes. He blends in with the rest of the seedy guys there.
"Gentlemen, put your hands together for the lovely Barbie Doll!" He hears the DJ shout over over the mic.
Calvin raises his head, looking towards the stage. Out walks the stripper, the name is accurate. She confidently struts across the stage, her bouncy, long bleach blond hair hanging down her slim backside. A perfect light tan. Pink lips. Her busty chest bursting out of pink, furry lingerie. She looks like a real life barbie doll sent from heaven. She rides the pole, making her way around it over and over sensually like a pro.
Calvin smirks, knowing he's watching Krista, Heather's hot older ********. Tomorrow he'll be moving in and she'll be his step ******** pretty much. He watches as the rest of the guys lust for her, giving her dollar after dollar while drooling over her. They can't look away. Calvin is impressed as she works it perfectly. He reaches over to put a dollar of his own in one of the straps of her lingerie. She finishes and leaves the stage, to the cheers from the guys because she was by far the hottest and best girl tonight but also to some booing because she's leaving. She heads to the bar and soon a line forms to her, of guys wanting a private dance. Calvin immediately heads over, pushing guys aside to get to her first.
"Can I get a dance?" He asks in a low voice, his cap turned down over his eyes.
Krista doesn't even know it's him as it's hard to tell over the noise and the lights.
"Sure, honey. That'll be $40 for one song, okay?" She adds before finishing her drink.
Calvin nods, she smiles in his direction and then leads him to a private room. He sits down, legs spread. She begins to dance, still not noticing that it's him. She sensually dances with her back to him, giving him a good view of her tight 20 year old ass. He keeps his head down as she gets closer, her cleavage in his face as she leans across his shoulder. She continues, sensually dancing in front of him in all kinds of positions and giving him a good view of just about everything. Calvin becomes rock hard in his jeans. With her back to him, her hair rubs over his crotch as she crouches in front of him, her hands on his knees. Finally the dance ends and Calvin gets up, handing her the cash and then leaving without saying a word.
As he leaves Krista gets a quick glimpse of his face from the side and she wonders if that was Calvin. "No, must be someone else who looks like him."
She thinks but still has an uneasy feeling. She shrugs it off finally and gets back out there. Calvin is already outside in his car, still hard as a rock as he can still smell her perfume on him. He found out that Krista dances here by following her as she left home a few hours ago. The rush from getting a dance from her without her knowing it's him was incredible.
The next day it's time for Calvin to move in and he's bringing his son Darnell with him. Calvin and Heather agreed to it since Calvin's baby momma doesn't want to put up with Darnell anymore and he behaves better living with Calvin. Plus, when Calvin told his son about the house they're moving into, he was more than willing. Calvin and Darnell also talked about the pretty white girls, both of them around Darnell's age, that live there. Both of them have a thing for white girls and getting back at the white man. Calvin let Darnell in on his plan to infiltrate the Crawford ****** and eventually dominate the wife and *********. He also told Darnell to be nice, this has to be a smooth process. Calvin and Darnell finish moving their few possessions into the house. Heather plans on using Neil's money to buy Calvin and Darnell all new things, including clothes, furniture, and even a car for Darnell. Heather gleefully embraces Darnell, her big implants bouncing as she does.
"Hey, honey!" Her sweet, soft voice perfect for a bimbo MILF. "So glad to finally meet you!" She and Darnell hug.
"Yeah, haha. Good to meet you, too. Really nice house." Darnell smiles and hugs her tight, feeling her tits against his chest.
"You're every bit as handsome as your father." She smiles widely up at him and cups his face with her soft hand, her pink lips glistening in the sunlight.
She can't even remember the last time she called her own son handsome. Darnell is a 6'1" black kid at 18 years old. He's a star basketball player at his high school. He's a bit darker than Calvin and obviously has a slimmer body type due to being a basketball player. He's every bit as arrogant, if not more, than his father. He dresses like your typical young black guy, full of swag. Darnell is good at being a player.
"Aha, thanks Ms. C, or can I call you mom?" He smiles back down at her, his hands on her hips and her arms around his neck.
"Sure, of course you can call me mom, honey." She continues to smile, their hug ending. "You have to meet everyone, wait here."
She prances back upstairs, both Calvin and Darnell checking her round ass out and giving each other that knowing nod and smile. She comes back down with Briana, Krista and a reluctant Patrick.
"So, this is Calvin's son Darnell." She smiles.
"Hi." Briana smiles up at him as Darnell smiles back, a little flirtatiously. Their eyes meet for a second and Briana is almost immediately attracted to him. And Darnell is attracted to her, too.
"Hey." Krista smiles, also checking him out a little as Darnell smiles back at her.
He likes what he sees. *** was right about these white girls.
"Hi..." Patrick mumbles lowly. *** was right about Patrick, too. Darnell sizes him up as a soft beta white boy who poses no threat.
"Sup." Darnell says to everyone, standing in a confident stance, his head back, biting his lip slightly while eying up Briana and Krista.
"Patrick, help Darnell bring his things up to his room, okay?" Heather smiles and nods to Patrick.
He rolls his eyes and reluctantly picks up some of Darnell's things and follows him up the stairs.
"Aye bruh, put that over there." Darnell casually orders Patrick.
They finish carrying the things up to Darnell's room and Briana hangs around, wanting to get to know Darnell.
"I'll help you set up your room." She says to Darnell, smiling in the doorway.
Patrick leaves, looking back to see Briana approach Darnell, both of them smiling at each other. She proceeds to help him arrange his room while they make small talk.
"So, how does it feel to have siblings?" She asks playfully.
"It's all good." He smiles at her confidently. "Especially one as pretty as you." He smiles flirtatiously and she smiles back.
They continue making idle small talk, getting to know each other.
"I'll put these sheets on your bed to make it more comfy for you." Briana says before spreading bed sheets on his new bed, a submissive move, taking care of him.
"It'd be more comfortable with you in it." He says arrogantly. She looks back at him smiling as she leans over the bed.
"Just jokin', haha." He playfully adds. He continues watching her make his bed, biting his lip as he checks out her little tight 18 year old ass.
"There, all done." She smiles.
"Thanks. Think I'm gonna love having a sweet little sister like you if you gonna be like this." He chuckles before casually laying down on his bed, smiling up at her.
"Haha." She smiles back down at him, biting her lip a little. "If you need anything, come get me, okay? I want you to feel at home." She says in her sweet, bubbly voice while making eye contact.
"Yeah, fo' sho." He responds before she walks out. He lays there thinking about how hot she is and how hot her sister and mom are.
"God damn... I know *** told me to chill, but... These white girls are so fine." He whispers to himself.
"Hey, what's up?" He hears from the door. He looks to his side to see Krista. She walks over to him as he's lying down.
"Sup." Darnell responds.
"So, how are you liking it so far?" She inquires curiously, looking down at him.
"I like it a lot. This place is great. Better than my old room, haha." He replies.
"Well, we all want you to feel at home so if you need anything, just come ask." Krista says politely.
"Yeah, a'ight. Briana said the same thing, ha." He chuckles.
"Oh, she did? Well I guess we're both at your service, haha." She laughs playfully.
"Yeah your moms is really nice, too." says Darnell.
"I really like your ***. He's great. We all do." Krista says while looking around his room.
"He's great until you get on his bad side, haha." Darnell watches Krista look around his room.
"Yeah, haha, my *** found that one out." She looks back at him smiling.
"Yeah, sorry 'bout that, haha. I heard what happened. He shouldn't have done that." Darnell says in a regretful tone, but actually he laughed when his *** told him what happened.
"It's okay. He deserved it." She continues to look around. "You play basketball?" She notices his basketball trophies.
"Oh, yeah. I'm all about it. It's my life basically." He replies.
"That's cool. It'll be nice to have a brother I'm not embarrassed about, haha." She giggles.
"Haha, that's cold. He seems like a nice dude. Don't talk much, though. I think he's a bit shy." Darnell sits up.
"Yeah, for real." She continues. "I'll leave you be, but we should hang some time." She turns to him.
"Yeah, no doubt, we should. Thanks." Darnell says as he stands up.
"No problem." Krista smiles and then leaves.
Darnell continues to think about Krista, how she seems she would be more difficult to win over and get with due to her being older and more mature than Briana. He and his *** discussed that he would try with Krista first and leave Briana for Darnell. Their ultimate plan is to have all three Crawford girls wrapped around their fingers and totally submissive, and after getting to know them all a little, Darnell thinks it shouldn't be that much of a problem. For the rest of the day Calvin and his son Darnell would mingle with Heather, Briana and Krista. Some casual, light flirting between Darnell and Briana and all of them getting to know each other. Darnell and Calvin really put on the charm and all the Crawford girls like them a lot so far. Patrick only left his room to go eat dinner. He sat there at the dining table burning with resentment and insecurity as he observed how much more attention Calvin and Darnell were getting. He felt invisible.
It's now just after midnight and everyone is asleep except for Calvin, who is downstairs sitting in Neil's former favorite chair, drinking and looking back on the day and the progress he's made so far. He saw Krista leave but this time he didn't follow her. She's probably at the strip club again. He's waiting for her and plans on laying it in pretty heavy, depending on how receptive she is.
"So it's been like 2 weeks since I met mom's new boyfriend for the first time. I like Calvin, he's nice and mom really likes him. I've never seen her like this before. He's really handsome, too. And really strong! Like seriously, he's like the hulk. And don't even get me started on what happened between he and my ***... So embarrassing. He's such a racist piece of shit. I barely respected him before, now I really don't. I'm glad he's gone. Haha, me and Krista have been joking about how pathetic he looked when Calvin kicked his ass. He was crying! Too funny. Calvin is moving in tomorrow and I'm pretty excited. I like it when he's around."
Next door to Briana is Patrick, sitting at his desk just finishing up some homework and studying. He's distracted by his own thoughts about his ****** and Calvin, as he often has been in the past few weeks. He begins typing his thoughts into a word document on his laptop:
"I hate Calvin. I hate that my ****** adores him and I hate everything that happened. What's wrong with mom? What's wrong with Briana and Krista after seeing what he did to ***? I just froze up watching him do that to ***. I hate that mom pressures me into talking to Calvin and letting him try to be nice to me. They think he's nice but he's not. I know he's mocking me. He wants me to go to his stupid gym. I'm so mad. I hate seeing my sisters light up when he comes over. I hate seeing my mom kiss him. I just want to concentrate on school and get out of here, maybe move in with ***. Calvin is moving in tomorrow and I know he's going to be all cocky and take everything over. I hate being around him, he's a fucking asshole."
Patrick pounds away on the keys of his laptop. He takes a deep breath and rests his head in his hands, exhaling while shaking his head.On the other side of Patrick's room is Krista's room, but it's empty.
Across town Calvin sits at a bar in a strip club. Not the lowliest strip club around, but far from the classiest either. He drinks from his beer, his ball cap turned down over his eyes. He blends in with the rest of the seedy guys there.
"Gentlemen, put your hands together for the lovely Barbie Doll!" He hears the DJ shout over over the mic.
Calvin raises his head, looking towards the stage. Out walks the stripper, the name is accurate. She confidently struts across the stage, her bouncy, long bleach blond hair hanging down her slim backside. A perfect light tan. Pink lips. Her busty chest bursting out of pink, furry lingerie. She looks like a real life barbie doll sent from heaven. She rides the pole, making her way around it over and over sensually like a pro.
Calvin smirks, knowing he's watching Krista, Heather's hot older ********. Tomorrow he'll be moving in and she'll be his step ******** pretty much. He watches as the rest of the guys lust for her, giving her dollar after dollar while drooling over her. They can't look away. Calvin is impressed as she works it perfectly. He reaches over to put a dollar of his own in one of the straps of her lingerie. She finishes and leaves the stage, to the cheers from the guys because she was by far the hottest and best girl tonight but also to some booing because she's leaving. She heads to the bar and soon a line forms to her, of guys wanting a private dance. Calvin immediately heads over, pushing guys aside to get to her first.
"Can I get a dance?" He asks in a low voice, his cap turned down over his eyes.
Krista doesn't even know it's him as it's hard to tell over the noise and the lights.
"Sure, honey. That'll be $40 for one song, okay?" She adds before finishing her drink.
Calvin nods, she smiles in his direction and then leads him to a private room. He sits down, legs spread. She begins to dance, still not noticing that it's him. She sensually dances with her back to him, giving him a good view of her tight 20 year old ass. He keeps his head down as she gets closer, her cleavage in his face as she leans across his shoulder. She continues, sensually dancing in front of him in all kinds of positions and giving him a good view of just about everything. Calvin becomes rock hard in his jeans. With her back to him, her hair rubs over his crotch as she crouches in front of him, her hands on his knees. Finally the dance ends and Calvin gets up, handing her the cash and then leaving without saying a word.
As he leaves Krista gets a quick glimpse of his face from the side and she wonders if that was Calvin. "No, must be someone else who looks like him."
She thinks but still has an uneasy feeling. She shrugs it off finally and gets back out there. Calvin is already outside in his car, still hard as a rock as he can still smell her perfume on him. He found out that Krista dances here by following her as she left home a few hours ago. The rush from getting a dance from her without her knowing it's him was incredible.
The next day it's time for Calvin to move in and he's bringing his son Darnell with him. Calvin and Heather agreed to it since Calvin's baby momma doesn't want to put up with Darnell anymore and he behaves better living with Calvin. Plus, when Calvin told his son about the house they're moving into, he was more than willing. Calvin and Darnell also talked about the pretty white girls, both of them around Darnell's age, that live there. Both of them have a thing for white girls and getting back at the white man. Calvin let Darnell in on his plan to infiltrate the Crawford ****** and eventually dominate the wife and *********. He also told Darnell to be nice, this has to be a smooth process. Calvin and Darnell finish moving their few possessions into the house. Heather plans on using Neil's money to buy Calvin and Darnell all new things, including clothes, furniture, and even a car for Darnell. Heather gleefully embraces Darnell, her big implants bouncing as she does.
"Hey, honey!" Her sweet, soft voice perfect for a bimbo MILF. "So glad to finally meet you!" She and Darnell hug.
"Yeah, haha. Good to meet you, too. Really nice house." Darnell smiles and hugs her tight, feeling her tits against his chest.
"You're every bit as handsome as your father." She smiles widely up at him and cups his face with her soft hand, her pink lips glistening in the sunlight.
She can't even remember the last time she called her own son handsome. Darnell is a 6'1" black kid at 18 years old. He's a star basketball player at his high school. He's a bit darker than Calvin and obviously has a slimmer body type due to being a basketball player. He's every bit as arrogant, if not more, than his father. He dresses like your typical young black guy, full of swag. Darnell is good at being a player.
"Aha, thanks Ms. C, or can I call you mom?" He smiles back down at her, his hands on her hips and her arms around his neck.
"Sure, of course you can call me mom, honey." She continues to smile, their hug ending. "You have to meet everyone, wait here."
She prances back upstairs, both Calvin and Darnell checking her round ass out and giving each other that knowing nod and smile. She comes back down with Briana, Krista and a reluctant Patrick.
"So, this is Calvin's son Darnell." She smiles.
"Hi." Briana smiles up at him as Darnell smiles back, a little flirtatiously. Their eyes meet for a second and Briana is almost immediately attracted to him. And Darnell is attracted to her, too.
"Hey." Krista smiles, also checking him out a little as Darnell smiles back at her.
He likes what he sees. *** was right about these white girls.
"Hi..." Patrick mumbles lowly. *** was right about Patrick, too. Darnell sizes him up as a soft beta white boy who poses no threat.
"Sup." Darnell says to everyone, standing in a confident stance, his head back, biting his lip slightly while eying up Briana and Krista.
"Patrick, help Darnell bring his things up to his room, okay?" Heather smiles and nods to Patrick.
He rolls his eyes and reluctantly picks up some of Darnell's things and follows him up the stairs.
"Aye bruh, put that over there." Darnell casually orders Patrick.
They finish carrying the things up to Darnell's room and Briana hangs around, wanting to get to know Darnell.
"I'll help you set up your room." She says to Darnell, smiling in the doorway.
Patrick leaves, looking back to see Briana approach Darnell, both of them smiling at each other. She proceeds to help him arrange his room while they make small talk.
"So, how does it feel to have siblings?" She asks playfully.
"It's all good." He smiles at her confidently. "Especially one as pretty as you." He smiles flirtatiously and she smiles back.
They continue making idle small talk, getting to know each other.
"I'll put these sheets on your bed to make it more comfy for you." Briana says before spreading bed sheets on his new bed, a submissive move, taking care of him.
"It'd be more comfortable with you in it." He says arrogantly. She looks back at him smiling as she leans over the bed.
"Just jokin', haha." He playfully adds. He continues watching her make his bed, biting his lip as he checks out her little tight 18 year old ass.
"There, all done." She smiles.
"Thanks. Think I'm gonna love having a sweet little sister like you if you gonna be like this." He chuckles before casually laying down on his bed, smiling up at her.
"Haha." She smiles back down at him, biting her lip a little. "If you need anything, come get me, okay? I want you to feel at home." She says in her sweet, bubbly voice while making eye contact.
"Yeah, fo' sho." He responds before she walks out. He lays there thinking about how hot she is and how hot her sister and mom are.
"God damn... I know *** told me to chill, but... These white girls are so fine." He whispers to himself.
"Hey, what's up?" He hears from the door. He looks to his side to see Krista. She walks over to him as he's lying down.
"Sup." Darnell responds.
"So, how are you liking it so far?" She inquires curiously, looking down at him.
"I like it a lot. This place is great. Better than my old room, haha." He replies.
"Well, we all want you to feel at home so if you need anything, just come ask." Krista says politely.
"Yeah, a'ight. Briana said the same thing, ha." He chuckles.
"Oh, she did? Well I guess we're both at your service, haha." She laughs playfully.
"Yeah your moms is really nice, too." says Darnell.
"I really like your ***. He's great. We all do." Krista says while looking around his room.
"He's great until you get on his bad side, haha." Darnell watches Krista look around his room.
"Yeah, haha, my *** found that one out." She looks back at him smiling.
"Yeah, sorry 'bout that, haha. I heard what happened. He shouldn't have done that." Darnell says in a regretful tone, but actually he laughed when his *** told him what happened.
"It's okay. He deserved it." She continues to look around. "You play basketball?" She notices his basketball trophies.
"Oh, yeah. I'm all about it. It's my life basically." He replies.
"That's cool. It'll be nice to have a brother I'm not embarrassed about, haha." She giggles.
"Haha, that's cold. He seems like a nice dude. Don't talk much, though. I think he's a bit shy." Darnell sits up.
"Yeah, for real." She continues. "I'll leave you be, but we should hang some time." She turns to him.
"Yeah, no doubt, we should. Thanks." Darnell says as he stands up.
"No problem." Krista smiles and then leaves.
Darnell continues to think about Krista, how she seems she would be more difficult to win over and get with due to her being older and more mature than Briana. He and his *** discussed that he would try with Krista first and leave Briana for Darnell. Their ultimate plan is to have all three Crawford girls wrapped around their fingers and totally submissive, and after getting to know them all a little, Darnell thinks it shouldn't be that much of a problem. For the rest of the day Calvin and his son Darnell would mingle with Heather, Briana and Krista. Some casual, light flirting between Darnell and Briana and all of them getting to know each other. Darnell and Calvin really put on the charm and all the Crawford girls like them a lot so far. Patrick only left his room to go eat dinner. He sat there at the dining table burning with resentment and insecurity as he observed how much more attention Calvin and Darnell were getting. He felt invisible.
It's now just after midnight and everyone is asleep except for Calvin, who is downstairs sitting in Neil's former favorite chair, drinking and looking back on the day and the progress he's made so far. He saw Krista leave but this time he didn't follow her. She's probably at the strip club again. He's waiting for her and plans on laying it in pretty heavy, depending on how receptive she is.
