A Family Addicted to Sex Pt. 05

As girl-time moved Victoria and Bella into Zach's bedroom, also a master suite, Zach quickly followed me into 'the' master suite. I was already lying down, head on the pillows bathrobe tossed, and in walks that young Black adonis bathrobe open his pride and joy at nearly full mast. What a kid, a wonderful son who truly could do no wrong. I flipped back the sheet and welcomed him saying, "Toss that bathrobe and come here next to me, I want to say hello and enjoy your presence." We hugged and I took hold of that weighty beast of his, always enjoying the sheer heft of it in my hand. I had become a Black cock loving faggot, happily.

My cock was hard too, and he reached down to pull up my balls, and take hold of my package. There was no urgency to my hard cock, but a son handling his dad, was always a good thing. Face to face, cock-connected, I had words to share. "Son, I'm going to drop between your legs in a minute and worship your cock like a faggot dad should, slow and easy working for come. I want you to relax, feel loved, talk dirty to me and tell me about the fun you had with your mom this morning. Treat me like your faggot, humiliate me and tell me dirty secrets until I get you to where you have to unload, then give me that precious 'Oh Daddy' of yours. It's a beautiful thing. I haven't fucked you in a while, but maybe tonight I will with your mom, Bella being away."

"Anything you want dad," Zach's familiar words. "I know your favorite thing is to worship my cock like our first night in the bathtub. It remains a beautiful dream for me, such a surprising seduction, and what a feeling to feed you two loads in a row. That second one blew my mind even more, your fingers in my butt, what a shock as you lifted me from the water. I loved it. If you want my ass tonight in bed with mom, I want it, and so many images come to mind about how you might direct that action."

"I love your words son, dirty talk me about you and your mom this morning while I slide down and go silent, with your cock in my mouth." My last words for a good while, as I slipped down, spread his legs and took his cock in one hand and pulled his balls up with the other. Right hand at the base of his shaft, I pulled up hard making his cock head flare-up like an angry animal with that come hole growling at me. I took it in my mouth, and in an instant it became my whole world. I pulled back again for a minute, just to look at it, and jab my tongue into his come hole gape. As I was lost in Black cock heaven, he moaned loudly and began his dirty talk while his pelvis jerked periodically.

"I've never fucked in a car before," He started. "But while we were still in the garage, mom was all over me. She swung the back seat passenger door open, pulled her tights off, bent over the seat with her butt in the air and no panties. Out of nowhere, it was instant hot passion. My Daddy is a faggot, work my cock while I share how mom whored for me in role-play. Bent over she screamed as though afraid, saying 'Oh no, who are you? What do you want? Why are you in my garage? How did you get in here?' Strange words, but in an instant she demanded that I slam into her already dripping cunt. She kept saying it, 'Oh no, who are you? What do you want? You're here to nigger rape my ass aren't you?' There it was, that unspeakable n-word. Strange as it was, my cock was hard and It was clear she wanted to be abused, a hard forced ass fuck was all that would do it. She wanted to be ass fucked, but not by her son, she was fantasizing a rape by a Black stranger. In her fantasy, this imagined stranger must have confronted her as she came into the garage to get in her car. You wouldn't know what a crazed whore she was in that secret fantasy moment. Her white ass was in the air, face down against the leather back seat, she was talking dirty begging now to be butt raped by a complete stranger, a Black man. It was role-play rape, as though he came from nowhere and took her in her own car backseat, while in the garage. She got into it totally, as though I wasn't her son. Dad, I guess she had a fantasy to be raped by a Black stranger."

Zach paused, for a moment it appeared he didn't want to tell the story, but was turned on wildly by what had happened. His attention turned to me with very aggressive and humiliating dirty talk, "Suck my Black cock you faggot, suck it. My Daddy is a fucking faggot, a whore for Black cock. You are a Black cock sucking bitch just like my mother."

I was surprised but loved the dirty talk, and honestly didn't know he could get into it, but the morning drama with Victoria obviously had a powerful effect. I was worshipping his cock, loving being my son's faggot cock sucker, so I just kept sucking, loving, and jacking him. He returned to his story.

"If mom had asked me to play that role, like in advance, I'd be afraid. I love her dearly, but being another person, playing that role would have seemed impossible. But in this case, the action drew me into it, first I was me taking her then suddenly I was there in-role as the Black stranger raping her. Probably she hadn't planned it either, and for her it likely took that unique moment between us, her bent-over my cock in her cunt, for it to happen. I don't really know. But I became that stranger, that Black rapist, and I went after that rich white bitch. I was no longer her son, she didn't even know me. She was a rich white bitch in her own mind as well, confronted by a Black stranger in the garage. Once that was established, she wanted, she needed, to be raped and abused by him more than anything. I rammed her sloppy dripping whore cunt only a couple of times. And even that wasn't necessary, she wanted to be taken by force, a dry hard rape would have suited her fine. We were both lost in the unthinkable steaminess of it. It was so taboo, so wrong, but it was wildly hot. So I slammed into her butt to her loud scream, it was as though it really did hurt, but in I went raving at her. I slammed all the way in. My Black balls against her raised white butt. I pounded that white ass hard, I was violent, I felt like a rapist!"

A deep breath and a pause, and as I was lost in my own Black cock sucking world, Zach continued his narration ready to explode at any moment. I was hungry for it.

He continued, "Mom yelled, rape me nigger, fuck my white ass with that nigger cock of yours. Fuck me, my God that thing is huge, you bastard, you love raping a white bitch with that nigga dick of yours don't you? So fuck me, load me up, but you keep fucking like you came here to do. You Black nigger son of a bitch, fuck me, fuck me!"

"So dad," Zach added. "I was into it, deep into it. I was living it, and couldn't believe the terrible words that were coming out of her mouth, and now mine. You're right bitch, I said, you are a nigger-loving white whore. A fancy house and cars. I knew you'd want my big Black cock. I'm going to pound you and load you the fuck up, I'm going to have come pouring out of your butt on to that pretty leather seat, you nigger come bitch. When I'm through with you, you white bitch whore, I'm going turn you upside down, with your head hanging over the seat, back door wide open, and you're going to suck this nigger dick down your throat. Suck it clean, ass-to-mouth, before I'm through with you. Got it whore?" Zach paused, "Oh dad, I was into it, I pounded and unloaded. She screamed and moaned, so I kept pounding and came again. So much nigger come and ready to shove my cock down that white bitch's whore throat. I flipped her over, and raped and pounded her throat, talking nigger rapist talk and coming with a third load straight in. Suck every last bit of my nigger come you fucking white whore, rich bitch thinking you're better than me but wanting my Black monster cock, just begging to be nigger raped. Just like all the rich white bitches, I knew you wanted it. Suck it all down whore."

All that while I was sucking Zach's load, the load that his story clearly produced without warning. I gulped and swallowed, conflicted about the words, but no question that first-hand chronicle was intoxicating. Zach had lived through a level of race-based violent role-play that must have taken them, and now me, into never-never land. In the present, he continued to unload and I jacked his shaft and sucked that head, swallowing it all, I was now a part of the story and clearly complicit.

"Oh Daddy," Zach was back in touch with the present, suddenly aware of the impact of his sharing. "Dad I'm sorry, I was so caught up in that story that I thought I was in the garage again, and coming down mom's throat. I'm sorry I didn't warn you, or ask you if I could unload in your mouth. Oh Daddy, good God, thank you for worshipping my cock and taking so many loads while I was caught up in being a Black stranger raping mom. I'm sorry for those words, I can't believe they came out of me, but they did. This morning was shock enough, to think that sharing with you took me back into it is unreal. Forgive me dad, please."

"Oh Zach," I said attempting consolation. "You and Victoria went into the far-beyond, under the power of that repressed fantasy of hers, I'm sure it shocked her as well. I felt the effect on me, so I am in no place to judge how you were so drawn into the role-play, you lived it. Like me afraid of causing harm using the riding crop on Bella, then just plain loving it seeing her need and love the pain of the whip. Or look at how Bella got lost in her dominating role with Victoria last night, going insane pounding her with that strap-on. They both were lost in-role."

"You're right dad," Zach added, as I returned to sucking every last bit straight out of his gaping Black come hole. "Mom and I took a good while to recover, and yes there was embarrassment, deep shame and shock. We had to help each other deal with what had happened, and my God those unspeakable words that flew from our mouths with such authority. Words, when sexually and emotionally sober, back living in the real world, could never come out of either of us. We got straight over the next two hours, walking on the beach like an innocent mother and son, not even holding hands, then off to T&C to put together a lunch. Even when we lay down for our little nap, neither of us could speak of it. I wonder if she shared it with Bella?" Zach paused again, "I really intended not to 'go-there' even with you. I planned to sugar-coat it, but it took hold of me."

I love you son," I said, lifting my mouth off his always hard cock. "Role-play is underrated, it reveals what it reveals, and thank God that we all have such deep trust and care not to cause harm. That said, what a trip, what a powerful taboo. Just imagine, I thought nothing could top Bella's female ejaculation, that was happening at about the same time but at the other end of the house. Truth is truth, I'm proud of you and Victoria for allowing yourselves to be drawn into that level of fantasy, turning role-playing on its head. No shame, no harm done, I love you both and am guilty as well. You bathed me in unthinkable dirty words, and I loved it and that massive unloading you gave your dad, thinking you were in your mom's throat. Wow! Thank you son!"

We kissed, Zach needed reassurance, then I needed to nestle up to that cock and keep it in my mouth a little longer as his pelvis jerked periodically while he relaxed and calmed down. Time passed.

As usual, my cock was still hard, and I had thoughts of mounting Zach right then. I had thoughts of holding his hands down out in front of him, pinning him down with my cock in his ass, force fucking him because I could. But this story had me wondering what was going on between Bella and Victoria. Had any part of this truth been shared in their girl-time?

"Zach," I said, letting his Black cock head slip out of my mouth. "Let's go surprise the girls in your bedroom. I'm curious what they've been up to, and whether or not Victoria unloaded that wild taboo like you did. I'm really proud of you son. For everything. For how well you seem to understand my unique love for Bella. Not a drop of jealousy. I am so happy about your relationship with Victoria, her growth in the time you have known her is unreal. Your relationship with her helps my sex-life with her, and that helps me worry less about hurting her feelings when I am with Bella and so in-love. Thank you son. Actually, I'm proud of all of us. We are very adult kids, in a very kinky candy shop."

Bathrobes on we headed down the hallway toward Zach's bedroom, finding the door closed. I knocked quietly, and perhaps mischievously opened it. The girls were awake, cuddled-up and talking, surprised a bit by the intrusion. "Just wanting to say hello, I'm here with Zach, are we intruding?" I asked.

"No!" Victoria responded first, "Come on in!"

Happily emboldened we piled onto the bed, full already of two totally naked darlings. We all tangled up together real nicely. I so enjoyed feeling these two bodies, not discounting Zach's one bit. So much beautiful skin right there for the taking, like low hanging fruit. Sweet. I appreciated my life for just a moment of reflection, I was so lucky. "Zach and I had a surprising and wonderful time together just now," I offered. "What treasures has your girl-time delivered? Let's share."

"Excited to hear about any surprise," Bella was the first to respond. "We had a wonderful time too, and deep bonding girl-talk. Happy to share, maybe show and tell. Share away my Master, please, about your surprise. Anything you wish. I would do a solo COD for you right now, my cunt is always wet and so is my girlfriend Victoria's."

"I like that, thank you Bella," I responded. "The COD catches my attention. I think about taking you to the garage, me in the drivers seat you in the passenger seat, open-legged jacking your cunt. Coming for our mutual pleasure, but seeing you come on fucking demand is the kick. I think of that with us out driving in my car, short skirt open, no panties, working that swollen pussy. Less likely to have an accident in the garage. A pretty garage with pretty cars, and motorcycles." I laughed and paused. "But I'm off my own track, though all that does conger kink I want in my life." I continued, "I wanted to suck Zach so bad, worship and service his cock, that happened of course but to the tune of a powerful narration by my son. It was wild, taboo-caliber wild, race-based role-play. Sizzling and on the edge. In the telling, out-loud while I sucked and jacked his Black cock, he gave up the largest load in our history together. Three cycles. And through all that he thought he was coming down your throat Victoria, only to realize that I was getting the benefit of his story and his cock in my mouth. Delicious. Huge. Our son clearly had a breakthrough event with you Victoria. Congratulations. May I imagine you shared your side of that unimaginable truth with Bella?"

"I was afraid Zach would not feel comfortable sharing the story," Victoria stated with firm comfort. "But yes I shared it with my girlfriend here. It was new and uncharted territory. A fantasy that wasn't new, a secret masturbatory fantasy. I never planned or expected to act it out, much less have it take over with a mind of its own. The moment took us to a place in me, that exposed a place in Zach at the same time. Like incest, a powerful taboo to use such forbidden language, in a clearly race-based role-play where ultimately we weren't playing. God it became real. Forbidden fruit, not to be taken lightly. But God was it ever sweet, dirty sweet, wrong in every way. I know we blew each other's minds, and needed to talk it through and reground ourselves, walking on the beach."

"I'm curious to know your take Zach," Bella jumped in. "You and I are Black, the n-word has special power. Amongst a lot of Black folks, the word is almost common. Not for you and me, and not for my Master and Victoria. But when it feeds a common fantasy, as in 'Black stranger rapes cock-hungry white bitch,' it becomes acceptable and even necessary language. It is part and parcel of the fantasy. I am proud of you both as well, and no surprise that my Master is of the same mind. As my Master, he may speak to me anyway he chooses, I want that and need it as his sub. He is all powerful. But in discourse with you Zach or with Victoria, we'd need to agree on when and how such language is used or not used. In this case I say fucking Bravo!"

I jumped in, "My Bella, so smart, so wise. Of course we agree regarding this fantasy, while I didn't witness the event itself, Zach's telling his story of it while I was sucking his cock, boy did it become real. He was living it, and I felt that truth. As for your Master, Bella, it isn't my fantasy and I will not be using that language with you. Period. We have no end of harsh and overtly humiliating language; whore, cunt, cocksucker, bitch, faggot, that does work for us and is part and parcel of our love of domination, bondage, and Sadomasochism. We currently have so much trust that we don't even have a 'safe' word, not sure we'll ever need one. Anytime you think we need it, just say so." I paused, "But please Victoria and Zach, just because I don't have the fantasy that would justify and be supported by the n-word, I applaud you both for the honesty of using it where is was absolutely real and hot as hell!"

"I'm feeling pretty exposed here," Victoria responded, feeling guilty I think. "I don't know if that fantasy will ever need acting out again, it really sort of exploded in my brain and I was swept away, but I thank each of you for the understanding. Hot as the fantasy and racial dirt talk was, both of us living it and getting off huge, but we just don't use those words. Never have. I'm sticking with loving the word 'Black,' and God do I know that I love the Black and white truth of our love for each other. I am a Black cock loving whore for sure, thank you Zach. Bella is my only girlfriend, a Black bisexual dominating bitch!"

""Good girl Victoria, what an amazing time this is in our lives," I stepped in. "I'm blown away at how open and enthusiastic you've been throughout. Growing every single day. Not long ago, I would never have heard you describe yourself as a whore, much less a Black cock loving whore and a bisexual slut to boot. Today's fantasy was a blazing truth for you. And through it all, I've gotten down your throat and up your ass like never before. What a gift to both of us!" I paused, "Now I want to hear about it, my cock is hard, did you and my Bella fuck?"

Thank goodness there was relief and laughter in the group, and Victoria was laughing too. "Of course we fucked. She's my girlfriend, we share everything, and she's one powerful young Black dominating bitch. He nipples were burning from the whipping you gave her, I needed suck 'em all better. Then we talked and fucked." She was blushing, Bella was laughing.

"Victoria," I challenged. "Did the Black stranger sex fantasy emerge in your play, as it was with Zach's narrative in full control of him? I heard it, loved it, and took his come. Seeing him so totally transported was intoxicating. Did you share, and get into the n-word edge of your fuck with Zach in the garage? I'm hard, Zach is always hard, I know my Bella is all swollen and sloppy wet. Share it!"

"After Bella and I talked about it," Victoria was direct. "I shared the language I used in the role-play with Zach. So yes! But because I was embarrassed and ashamed, I couldn't explain it in the abstract, so I did what it sounds like Zach did. I told the story using the exact words that Zach and I exchanged in that wild fantasy fuck, and again it took over. So yes!"

"And it was so appreciated, Victoria!" Bella happily endorsed Victoria's meaning. "Her sharing the actual words of their exchange, put it in its correct context. It was raw, wild, hot depravity. She got into her own story, I ate it up, and feasted on her cunt as she raved on. Like you my Master, I didn't come while focused on Victoria's story and ongoing orgasm. I am sloppy wet, at your beck and call."

I asked for clarity, "Did Victoria call you a nigger bitch, while she raved and you sucked her cunt? She's got a hard clit doesn't she? Fun to suck, What I want right this minute cunt, is to hear what you heard. Got it?" I was in Master mode.

"She called me her nigger bitch, shoved my face in her cunt, and raved on about being fucked by that nigger rapist taking her ass in the garage. I loved it, because I took it in the spirit it was given. I invited my girlfriend to trust me with her deep whore truths. If Zachery wanted to race-play me, and you wanted to see it, I think from what we've all learned today we would all get into it or at very least enjoy the show." Bella had said it all.

"I've been wanting to take Zach's ass for a couple of hours now," I said, intending to do just that. "Given that he was Victoria's Black stranger and rapist, I think turnaround and an aggressive butt fuck is in order. Both to defend my wife's defiling by that bastard stranger, and maybe it's going to bring more of that fantasy of Victoria's forward. Maybe verbally from both of them, and you Bella." I paused, ready to give orders. "Zach, flat on the bed, ass raised, arms at your side. I'm going to rape your ass, and take my time about it. Bella, bend the fuck over the bed for a minute, I'm going to dip into your sloppy wet cunt for lube. Just a bit, like the Black stranger did with Victoria, I intend to take Zach rough. Victoria, if you want to make that bastard eat your cunt while he gets raped, that's fine. Up to you, or maybe Bella needs it more, so he's forced to eat Black pussy while being raped by the white Master of the house who has caught him red-handed. Let it roll as it will!"

Zach was immediately in position as was Bella, bent over ready to be dipped into. So I dipped in, she was so sloppy wet I went all the way in, my white balls slapping that Black butt without any effort. I'd waited long enough, I was so hard I was about to burst and needed Zach's Black butt. I climbed on him, "Pull those cheeks apart you Black bastard, time to pay the piper." I warned, Oh God, as I slammed in it felt like home, my balls now slapping the invaders butt like an overdue knock on the door. Of course, this Black stranger hadn't knocked, in fantasy he intended to rape my wife Victoria. "Victoria, I'm in and I aim to rape this fucking Black rapist, long and hard. I'll extract your revenge while you mock him. I bet he thought I was a cuckold, now I'm turning him into my faggot Black whore, raped by white dick."

Bella had joined Victoria at the top of the bed, nestled amongst pillows, able to handle the Black stranger by the head as they pleased. I pinned him down and began to grind into his Black butt, to the sight and sound of his moaning submission. He'd been caught. Bella took full advantage, opened her legs and ground her wide open cunt into his face, using both hands to hold and control the intruder. Then it happened, Victoria came alive, "So the tables have turned for you nigger, you thought ass fucking this rich white bitch was going to be easy, now look who's getting raped. My husband is faggot fucking your nigger ass, and our Black maid is demanding cunt service. Get to work you bastard, I should whip you myself!"

"Suck up my Black bitch cunt juice nigger, and get your faggot mouth around my clit, that's my Master raping your butt," Bella had really stepped into the moment, I loved it. She continued, "I'm so turned on hearing what you did to my mistress with that giant Black nigger dick of yours, I'm loving seeing you get man-fucked and you'd better start making my Black cunt come. My Master uses me however he wants, and he is a tough act to follow. Stick that nigger tongue of yours in deep, and suck my clit, I'm ready to go. Take me there, take me there nigga!"

I was loving the scene, pounding that Black butt, no longer Zach's butt. I was man-fucking that nigger who raped my wife, to the sounds of Victoria extracting revenge, and Bella using the bastard's mouth for the relief she needed badly. "I'm going to pound a load into this fucking nigger right now Bella, let your orgasms roll, bathe his face with come but make him keep working your cunt and sucking your giant clit. This nigger is going to pay, I'm about to go tantric in his come filled butt hole. Do you see this Victoria?"

I was finally in on the role-play, likely not as much as Victoria and Zach had been, they were lost in never-never land. Bella seemed to be having a ball, powering into that Black face. I was conscious and digging this butt rape, but it wasn't Zach's butt anymore. I pounded it a frenzy, as my cock did tantric backflips inside this nigger stranger's tight come-filled butt. He was in his own world too, jerking and arching his back up against my slapping balls. Like Victoria loving the nigger's huge dick once he'd impaled her, this bastard had fully submitted and was working my cock as surely as I was working his ass. Under Bella's control, boy was he going wild on her sloppy Black whore cunt, almost pushing his whole face into it, maybe wanting to be inside it.

"I'm jacking my Black nigger loving cunt Cal, fuck him hard and don't stop," Victoria was out of control, fully back in her fantasy. It was beautiful, and she raved on. "That's right nigger, you had no right, but God did I love your giant nigger cock pounding my ass. Now take my husband's cock up your nigger butt, milk it nigger, and give oral service our maid Bella. She's coming on you like mad, and here I come, I'm fisting my cunt watching you get fucked. When my husband's through with you, I'm going to suck his come out of your butt, do you hear me? You're getting more than you bargained for, thinking taking my white rich bitch ass you were going to get off with a quick load. Now you're loaded with my husband's sweet white come. I'll suck it all out of your nigger butt, and I know Bella is going to suck her Master's cock clean straight from your nigger ass. Ass to mouth from a white man-fucked nigger."

Time stood still, the only person not raving in animal land was Zach. His mouth was being force fed by Bella's powerful grip on his head, and I had his butt pinned, as he gyrated around my hard cock. Not sure, but likely he really wasn't Zach anymore. He had lived through the original fantasy, and therein had become that Black stranger in the garage again in sharing the story with me. Now he was caught, tortured, and lost in the fog of it. Based on his moans and pelvic convulsions, the torture was another form of heaven, as he shot loads between his muscled belly and the white sheets. His body was alive in a full-body contraction, bathed in biting racist words, and lost in a world between the white cock up his Black ass and the Black pussy suffocating his face in a violent torrent of cunt come.

And so time passed...

Past is Prologue: For context please read Bella Bound. Therein lies the foundation for this, A family Addicted to Sex, series.