Saving Elite Magazine by tw_holt
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Devin and her family band together to save a magazine for black men. , Author’s note: There’s several different themes here. Interracial, incest, some bestiality, to name a few.
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I can’t get enough. I never want it to end – sex with a black man. But it does, in time. Fatigue sets in and our bodies give out. There’s always a nice nap, or a good night’s sleep, or simply a walk on the beach to take a break before getting naked and going at it again.
My life’s work, my destiny, has been pleasing black men. I give my body, all of it, for them to take, to use, to gather pleasure from. It’s one reason I was so sad to learn my old place of employment – Elite Magazine – was shut down, bought out, sold off.
I received a letter from its parent company not too long after I moved in to my new Charleston home. TJ was with me that day. He stayed the night. I rode him until the break of dawn, until exhaustion, until I couldn’t anymore. I rested on his big chest, feeling his cock pumping me full of cum. The sun was peeking through my balcony window.
“Thank you,” I whispered, kissing his chest. I refer to him, jokingly, as my number two. TJ is a perfect substitute for my number one, who’s traveling.
“Mmm, Devin, hope it helped,” TJ ran his fingers through my blonde hair.
I was hoping to forget the letter, the news of Elite Magazine shutting down. Unfortunately, all night sex with what I love most didn’t work.
Elite Magazine was a publication marketed toward black males between the ages of 18 and 35. There were articles about music, movies, fitness, cars, and so on. There’d be various photos shoots of models, typically voluptuous white women, in each issue too. I mostly did marketing for the magazine. When my sisters and I moved in together at this big beach house, I worked remotely without any issues. Then it was gone. We got an email, then a formal letter in the mail. We had until the end of the month to collect any belongings in the office in Atlanta before it was closed and locked for good.
I kissed my way down TJ’s body, my tongue traveling over his muscles. I licked his cock, like a cat, clean of our juices. Then I took a shower. While in there, I thought about it, wondered what could be done if anything. I was planning on driving to Atlanta today, but TJ and I pulled an all-nighter. I’d rest up today, and then drive there in the morning.
When I got out of the shower, TJ was asleep. I smiled at the huge black man in my bed, grabbed one of his white t-shirts and headed to the kitchen.
The house is usually filled with sex. I could smell it in the air when I left the bedroom. My sister Bea was with her 18-year-old lover, Eric. Her door was wide open. I stood there in the doorway, watching her sweaty body squat up and down on Eric’s large cock. Bea would give into exhaustion eventually. Eric was going away to college soon, she wanted to fuck him as much and as long as possible.
I kept walking, traveling through the huge home. I passed another bedroom, the door slightly cracked open. In that room, sex wasn’t happening – at least not yet. I felt it was only a matter of time before my other sister, Nicky, and her son, my nephew Gabe crossed that line. We all felt it, we all saw it – how they looked at one another, how they flirted playfully, how they touched each other. I knew it was wrong, but seeing a mother and son become so incredibly close like that was beautiful. Perhaps it’s because I never had kids.
Here they were, in bed, holding one another, chatting amongst themselves. They were smiling, giggling about something. I moved on, almost at the kitchen.
I fixed a bowl of cereal, thinking about the rest of my day. Napping after lunch, packing my bag for my drive to Atlanta, sex with TJ, then going to sleep early was it.
Gabe was on the couch, in a t-shirt and boxers, scratching his head, yawning. I sat my bare ass on his lap, and ate my cereal.
“Where’s your mom?” I asked.
“Shower,” he rested his hand on my thigh.
“You didn’t join her?” I smiled.
“Heh, nah.”
“You should. I’d bet you’d like to,” I took another bite.
Gabe shook his head and blushed.
“No one is judging you here. Go for it. The way you two have been acting since moving here, I’m surprised you and her haven’t been getting it on!” I wiggled my hips.
“Um, Aunt Devin? You aren’t wearing underwear are you?” Gabe asked.
“Nope. Gosh, I’m surprised you haven’t seen me naked yet. Most of us here walk around like that,” I smiled at Bea who entered the kitchen behind us. Gabe was facing forward not seeing his other aunt, naked, skipping happily about the kitchen, grabbing a couple apples for her and Eric. Maybe Bea wasn’t tiring out after all.
“Give it time,” I said. I kissed his head, after finishing my bowl.
“I don’t think Mom and I will be like that,” Gabe said.
“I’m sure you and her will. Let me know how it goes,” I hopped off his lap, leaving him shaking his head. He could deny it all he wants, but I knew how he felt about his mom.
I put my bowl in the sink, pulled the t-shirt off, threw it at Gabe’s head and went to Bea’s room to tell her the news.
“Gosh that stinks,” Bea said a few minutes later. She was sitting next to Eric, his huge arm around her, while I was sucking Eric’s dick.
“Mmhmm,” I popped his cock out of my mouth. “I’m driving to Atlanta tomorrow. Pick up a few things, walk around one last time.”
Bea slid down Eric’s body, joining me at his cock. We both took turns sucking that monster. “Well drive safe,” Bea said, moving to suck on Eric’s nutsack.
We both moaned, loving on his big cock. I looked to Eric. The 18-year-old was eating his apple, watching two older white women service his black cock.
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I got a late start the next morning. I wasn’t up all night having sex with TJ, but I overslept anyway. I guess I needed it.
I left around 10 am. I kissed TJ goodbye, then peeped in on Bea and Eric. He was behind her, slapping her ass, while going hard and fast in and out of her. He looked so incredible, covered in sweat, fucking my sister.
“Ok you two. I’ll be back tomorrow,” I waved.
“Uh huh,” Bea managed to respond, her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She was practically drooling.
A much quieter scene was out by the pool. Nicky and Gabe were rummaging through their bags, making sure they had everything for their day at the beach. They loved going there. I joined them occasionally, watching from afar, as they waded through the water, holding one another. Sometimes Nicky would ride on his back. They look so sweet together.
“You heading out?” Nicky asked.
“Yep, should be back tomorrow,” I hugged her goodbye.
I grabbed my nephew. “You two have a wonderful time,” I slapped at his butt, embarrassing him.
Nicky smiled, eyes lowered, as she grabbed his hand. I left, looking over my shoulder at the, hopefully, soon-to-be couple. Wrong or sick, seeing their love blossom and transcend beyond mother and son, made me so happy for them. I hoped by the time I got back they would’ve finally made love.