Life Changing Events

An adult stories – Life Changing Events by ShortieJen,ShortieJen I guess like so many I had to write a typical interracial story. This is that one, my first. Maybe not my only. We will see. There is also a bit of other stuff, including a bit of incest. If these themes don’t interest you, don’t read this, Oh, also a bit of the older woman and the younger man. At any rate, those who like this kind of story, enjoy it.

Life Changing Events

Chapter 1

Jenni sat back in the chair behind the small counter of the floating business that she and her husband owned on the Sacramento River. At twenty-seven she still had the figure she had when she was in High School. Five feet seven inches tall, a slim waist, and an ass most people would think would be found on a black woman. Her C-cup breasts were still firm and upright with only the slightest sag when she was not wearing a bra. Naked she has half dollar size areolas with tiny pointed nipples. Her legs are long and lithe, and her entire body is tanned from constantly being outside. Jenni is a beautiful young woman.

Her husband had been very successful as both a broker and with his many investments. She suspected, that he had used insider information to make his millions, but in truth, she did not care. If he had, he managed to get away with it, and as it had been five years since he retired, she did not worry that he would suddenly be carried off to jail on some charges related to his previous profession.

She was twenty-one when they married, he was ten years her senior. He was so successful that at the age of thirty-two, he retired from the firm he worked for, and then he bought this double-sized houseboat that had been converted into a small business. It barely broke even, but in truth, the couple loved living on the river and did not need to make money with the business.

The back area of the bottom floor had been converted into a small office with a storage area for fishing supplies and foodstuffs that they sold to customers on the river. The front area with a desk and a counter in front of it for customers On the other side of that counter are a couple of chairs for waiting customers. Not that they were ever that busy. A wall separated the front from the back, a cork board with various notes, another pegboard where paperwork for the fishing licenses hung, and a few signs advertising various products. There were also four hooks for sets of keys, only two of them currently holding those keys. Aside from the fishing supplies, Carla and her husband had purchased four fishing boats. Three were pontoon boats, easy to control and cheap to insure in case of accidents, but not meant for rough weather. The fourth was a jet boat that they only let the most experienced boat people use. It was rarely rented out. When the river was rough they generally did not rent out the boats at all, but they made most of their money with the business from fishing supplies anyway.

Ted, her husband was an avid outdoorsman. He was currently on vacation with some friends in Colorado, something to do with a hiking trail. He would be gone for two weeks, hiking and fishing this trail, but he had brought a satellite phone and would check in with her every evening. At least that was the plan. He had flown out the previous morning but had not phoned her as of yet. She was not worried, she knew he was easily distracted, and in truth, he was a pretty selfish guy who probably rarely thought of her.

A few months back she and her husband had hired a young man to help them with the shop and the boat rentals. He was seventeen at the time and a very likable guy. Always polite, conscientious, and very respectful. He was very courteous with both her, Ted, and the customers. Quentin worked very hard for the couple. It was also obvious that Quentin has a crush on her. Her husband thought it was funny and would make not-so-subtle remarks to try and embarrass the young man. Jenni did not find his jibes funny at all.

The entrance from the top of the levy was a long completely covered ramp that ended on the left, or northern side of the boat. The ramp was covered with iron fencing that curved from each side and met in the middle at the top. There was a screen door that opened into the area in front of the counter, a desk behind it to one side, and the door to the back area centered on the wall. The security to the place was that at the top of the ramp was a heavy metal gate. Each evening after the place closed down, generally about five or six, a heavy padlock was locked in place.

Opposite the door to the ramp was another screen door that lead out onto the ramp where the boats were kept. At the back, closest to the bank, was a set of stairs that lead up to the couples living quarters. Underneath those stairs, a gap led to an outdoor shower on the exact end of the boat dock. At the top of the stairs was a locked door. Behind the boathouse, is a huge tree that blocked anyone who might want to traverse the bank to get to the ramp. Theoretically, if a person wanted to burglar the place they could swim out and to the boat ramp. But the place was alarmed and it was highly unlikely anyone would attempt it. Aside from that they lived in the place and so there was generally someone there. On the levy was an outhouse that the couple rented and kept locked, occasionally they would let a customer use it. Jenni made sure each day that the outhouse was clean, and they had a service that emptied it each week.

Directly behind the door at the top of the stairs, was a small kitchenette with an opening to their bedroom. The room takes up most of the top half of the boathouse so it is surprisingly spacious. A king-size bed was centered from the left wall to about the middle of the room from left to right. A dresser on the right in the back corner and next to it an armoire that sat on the opposite wall as the place had no closet. There was also a desk directly to the right as one entered the room with a laptop upon it. Opposite the bed under a large window with blinds, was a standard-length couch.

Quentin was a quality young man. He had earned a scholarship to a charter school and during the week he would head straight to the boathouse, still in his uniform. He lived in a rough neighborhood in Sacramento, so it was amazing how well-adjusted he was. There was a key under the counter to the living quarters that Quentin would grab to go up the stairs and change into coveralls or jeans and a blue work shirt he wore each day. Jenni and her husband allowed him to keep a couple of sets of clothing in the apartment hanging on hooks on the opposite wall next to the window with the blinds, across from the kitchenette. They trusted him implicitly, and he had never given them any reason not to.

David had left that Monday morning. It was Tuesday and Carla expected Quentin sometime after four that afternoon. It was about two thirty and she had been in the back straightening up some, organizing supplies for sale. No one was in the place, so she decided to run upstairs and grab a novel off of the side table that she had been reading. Carla had her own set of keys, so she had no reason to check the desk for the extra key. She walked up to her living space and not even realizing that the door was already unlocked, she entered into the small kitchenette.

Quentin was on the near side of the bed. She could see him through the opening to the bedroom. He was pulling up a fresh pair of boxers as she entered. She did not mean to, but she saw his black cock and was shocked at the vision. She froze, and then quickly closed the door. She was not sure whether he had noticed her, but she quickly ran back downstairs and then sat at the desk behind the counter.

Carla was thoroughly embarrassed. Generally, Quentin was down very quickly, ready to work. But today he was slow to appear in the office. She thought to herself that maybe he was just relaxing a minute as he was early, but then she started to become nervous as he was up there a bit longer than she expected. Finally, she decided to head back up the stairs. She purposely made a lot of noise, pretending to try to open the door. “Oh, I must have left it unlocked.” She said louder than was necessary and entered the apartment-like quarters.

As she entered the kitchenette, she did not see him in the bedroom. Worried, she walked into the bedroom acting as if nothing had happened. Quentin was sitting in the chair that sat in front of the desk to the right as she entered. He had turned it sideways and he had his head in his hands. Hearing her enter the room, he turned and said, “I…, I am so sorry, Mrs. G. I should have…, I should have told you I was here early. I am so embarrassed. So ashamed.”

Jenni felt bad. It was not his fault and she had to make sure he knew that. Aside from that, it was not that big a deal. So she had seen a fleeting image of him naked. In truth, he had a very nice physique. Also, she did notice he had a nice cock. Bigger, if not gigantic, than her husband. He was completely dressed now as she walked over and knelt in the chair next to him. “Oh my God, Quentin. It’s no big deal. It was just an accident, you have nothing to be ashamed about.”

He quickly looked at her and replied, “Really? I mean…, I was naked, you know…”

“Quentin, you are not the first man I have seen naked. It’s no big deal, I promise you.” With a grin on her face she continued, “Aside from that, you are a very nice-looking young man. Let’s forget this. Don’t worry about it.” She could see a weight was lifted from his shoulders and she could not help herself, she pulled him to his feet and hugged him. As she leaned in, she felt his hardness in his pants, but she was smart enough to not say anything. “Okay, now let’s get to work. We have to clean the boats today, okay Quentin?” He smiled sheepishly, and she swore he blushed, but it was hard to tell on a young man who has such dark skin.

He immediately went downstairs and she felt flush. She realized that his hard-on was caused by her presence and for some reason that had affected her. Come on you dirty old hag, she thought to herself. But it was not the first time she had noticed that he is a very handsome young man.

Chapter 2

The next couple of days went pretty much as normal. Except, that late on both nights she awoke with thoughts of sex. Her pussy was wet, she was flushed, and she realized that somewhere in her dreams she had been looking at a black cock. It surprised her, as she had never had those kinds of thoughts before, and in fact, had never been attracted to black men. She also realized her husband had not been keeping her satisfied, and that was probably the reason she was having these dreams. She could not believe at her age that she’d had a wet dream.

Thursday morning she awoke and for some reason went downstairs and looked at the calendar behind the counter. “Damn!” She said out loud. Today was Quentin’s birthday and she had planned on buying a small cake and some kind of gift for the young man. Thinking quickly, she called her younger sister Diane. “Hey, Diane. Can you come to the boat for a few hours? I have to run a couple of errands I forgot about.”

“Sure sis, you know I love your boat. Give me about twenty minutes and I will be there.”

“Thanks, Diane, you are a lifesaver.”

Diane showed up as promised. Before Jenni could head out, Diane asked her how things were.

She hesitated for a moment and then finally answered, “Oh, ya know… Ted still has not called. The usual, he is a lousy husband…” They both laughed. “There was an incident the other day.”

“Oh…, really? What happened?”

“You are going to laugh at me.”

“Probably, but don’t leave me hanging. What happened? I mean I need some excitement in my life.” Diane responded.

“Okay, okay. Well, the other day Quentin arrived a bit early. I was in the back, ya know, straightening up a little. Anyway, Quentin had gone upstairs and I did not realize it. I even forgot for a second that I generally lock the door. Anyway…,” Jennie was blushing at this point. “I walked in and Quentin was next to the bed changing and well…”

“Well what, sis? What happened?” She had an evil grin on her face as she suspected what had happened.

“Well…, he was just pulling up his undies and so I guess I saw him naked.” Again she was blushing. “Yes, I saw his all together. I mean…”

Diane interrupted her, “You saw his dick?!”

“You are such a perv, Diane. Yes, I did. I saw his penis.”

“Penis, shmeenus. You saw his cock. So how was it?”

“You are the one who has been fantasizing about Quentin, girl. You are so into the young man… Come on, you are twenty-three and he is just turning eighteen. Be a good girl…”

“Oh, come on Jenni. You can’t tell me you have not noticed how hot Q is. I mean, we both know your heart goes all a twitter when you see him. Especially since that lousy husband of yours had not been fucking you.”

“Boy, you are so full of it,” Jenni said and punched her sister in the arm. “Yes, he is attractive. But he is just a kid, Diane.”

“Yes, but how is his package? Come on, dish. How is his cock? I mean…, is it big?”

Jenni laughed out loud. “Well, it’s bigger then, Teds honestly. But that’s not saying much.” Again the sisters laughed. Jenni continued, “Not that I have seen it recently. I think he has lost interest in me.”

“His loss, Jenni. You are a hottie. Although, I am the hotter one.” She grinned at her sister. “Anyway, have you been fantasizing about that big, black cock?” Jenni did not respond but gave her sister a big grin in response.

Their conversation ended, Jenni grabbed her purse and keys and went up the ramp, and climbed in their F-150 that she loved to drive. She headed to a local grocery store first. She ordered a cake from the bakery with a Happy Birthday on it for Quentin. They informed her it would just be an hour or so which was perfect for her needs.

Jenni first went to the bank. Quentin was saving his money to go to culinary school after he graduated from High School in just a few days. Jenni and her husband had agreed that, as a surprise, they would give him a five thousand dollar cashier’s check for his school when he turned eighteen. She decided to double it. She left the bank with a check in his name for ten thousand dollars. He was such a good kid, he deserved the money. She then ran to a jewelry store where she had ordered him a gold necklace. As far as she knew he was not much into jewelry, but she thought maybe he would like it as a gift from her and her husband. Back to the grocery store to pick up the cake, then back to the boathouse.

She was back by eleven that morning. She set up a card table in the bedroom with the cake. She also bought a couple of quarts of ice cream and some sodas and put them in the frig in the kitchen. She was more excited than she should be, but she liked Quentin and hoped he would enjoy the surprise.

“Diane, why don’t you stick around for a bit and have some cake and ice cream when Quentin gets here?” She had walked back downstairs. Her sister was at the desk, thumbing through her phone. “I am sure Quentin would love to have you there.”

“Okay, but I can only stay to see him blow out the candles and have a piece of cake and some ice cream. I do have a life, you know?” The last she said with a grin on her face.

“Hot date, sister?”

“I wish…, no, I just have some mundane house cleaning to do. You know how dad gets since mom passed.”

“Yes, yes I do. On that note, when are you going to move out? I mean, you have a good job for God’s sake, Dad does not need you to take care of him.”

“I know, I know. Dad keeps telling me to get a life. I will…, eventually.”

Chapter 3

At quarter to four Quentin arrived at the boathouse. Before he could head upstairs she took his hand, “Happy Birthday, Quentin, let’s go upstairs I have a surprise for you.” She smiled at the young man as she led him up the stairs to her apartment. Diane had retrieved the ice cream and soda from the refrigerator and had set it on the card table with the cake, along with the gifts. As they walked through the kitchen and into the bedroom, Diane shouted out, “Happy birthday!”

He grinned and once again Jenni thought to herself that Quentin was blushing. “Oh…, thank you, guys.” He said as Diane lit the eighteen candles on the cake. Jenni walked over to the table and looking at Quentin said, “There are a couple of gifts on the table for you.” One was a small package with a card that had the necklace in it. The other was the envelope with the check. “Blow out the candles and let’s sing happy birthday first, Quentin.”

He quickly blew out the candles and then the sisters sang happy birthday, the three of them laughing threw the entire song. It was a fun moment and the trio had a very good time with the entire thing. It was Diane who said, “Why don’t you open the gifts, Quentin?”

“The package with the card first,” Jenni responded.

“Yeah…, hurry up Quentin, unfortunately, I have some stuff to do so I have to go.”

Quentin opened the small package and read the card first. She grinned a genuine smile as Jenni said to him, “Here, let me put that on you.” He handed her the necklace and she unclasped it and stepped behind him. “Lean down, Quentin, you are a bit taller than me.” Quentin is just about six feet tall and has a strong muscular chest and a lithe body. He leaned down and she managed to get the necklace around his neck and clasped it. It was Diane who held up a small mirror for him to see what it looked like. He was all smiles, and Diane winked at Jenni remembering their earlier conversation. Jenni swore that her sister was trying to get a good look at Quentin’s package. Such a slut, she thought to herself.

“Here,” Jenni said as she reached onto the table and picked up the other envelope. “This is also for you, Quentin. This is from both myself and Ted. I hope this helps you. Open it before we cut the cake.” he quickly opened it. For a few seconds, he just stared at it, apparently not comprehending what it was.

He finally spoke, “What the fuck…, I mean, what the heck is this? Is this for real?”

Jenni had a big smile on her face as she responded, “It’s exactly what you think it is. We decided to help you with your tuition to the culinary school.”

Before she could say more he pulled her to him, lifted her off her feet, and shouted, “You have got to be the best friend a teenage negro ever had!” Everyone laughed, not the least because of the word negro. It was a big laugh and took a minute for the trio to stop. As he pulled her to him she felt his hardness in his pants. It was at this moment, that she realized he was very attracted to her. In truth, she was also attracted to the young man.

“Well, cut that cake, I have to go,” Diane said.

Finally, they cut the cake and Diane spooned out some ice cream for the trio. They ate quickly, and Jenni headed downstairs to make sure they had no customers. Generally, she could hear them from the living quarters, but she was just being careful. No one was on the dock or in the office, so she headed back upstairs. She ran into Diane, “Heading out sis. Now don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” she said with a grin. Jenni punched her sister in the arm who continued down the stairs laughing at her sister.

Jenni came back up to the apartment and Quentin was eating a piece of cake. He had not changed out of his school uniform yet, “So…, are you surprised, love?” She blushed…, she had never said love to him and did not understand of herself why she had said it.

“Yes, thank you. I mean…, really thank you. This is way above and beyond. I never expected you guys to help me out with my school.” He hesitated for a moment, “It’s really from you, isn’t it? I mean, Mr. G. is okay, but this was your idea, right?”

“Yes, but he went along with it. He likes you, you know.”

“Oh, he may like me, but I don’t like the way he treats you. I mean, look at you. You are a beautiful woman and he is off gallivanting somewhere.” He blushed again and then said, “I’m sorry. That’s none of my business. Shit, I should not have said that.” Suddenly she felt flush around him. She did not understand herself.

Jenni did not respond. She looked at him with a smile and then said, “Well, let me go downstairs and you can change. We don’t have much in the way to do today, but I still love having you around.”

Chapter 4

As Jenni walked down the stairs she had a sudden thought. He is eighteen now. He is an adult, and the truth is I am very attracted to him. God, this is crazy. Jenni then walked up the ramp and closed the gate and locked it. As she came back down, she put the out for a while sign on the door to the office and latched the screen door. Marshaling her courage, she walked back up the stairs. She opened the door just a crack. He was in the room, already changing, getting ready to head down. Jenni suddenly undressed. She had been wearing a thin shirt with a bra, shorts that showed off her sexy legs, and tennis shoes with ankle socks. She quickly left her clothes in front of the door and walked brazenly into the quarters naked. It just so happened that he had his back turned to her as she entered the room, “Do you like what you see, Quentin?”

Quentin turned around, his pants halfway up, and stood his mouth agape. She watched him swallow hard as she entered the room and came around the bed where he was standing. His pants fell around his ankles, and she could see his cock begin to get hard. A dick much bigger than her husband’s. She could see it through his underwear. “Uhm, uh…, I mean…” He stuttered unable to form a coherent sentence.

She came right up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. She leaned into him, her perky and sexy breasts against his chest. Jenni brought her face to his and he was sure she was going to kiss him, but she was teasing him as she reached around him and on her tiptoes removed the necklace from around his neck. “We don’t want to break this the first day you have it,” she said with a grin. She walked to the kitchen and set it on the counter and walked back over to him. “Step out of those pants, and let’s get this shirt off.” As she said this, she pulled his shirt up and off. He had nothing on at this point except his socks. “Quentin, now don’t lie to me. Are you a virgin?” He still could not form words, but he nodded his head yes. “Would you like to change that… With me?” Again he just nodded his head in the affirmative. “Then lie back on the bed. I am going to close the blinds on the door to the kitchen just in case.”

She could not believe what she was doing. But, she was very hot and the idea of breaking Quentin’s cherry was just too much for her to pass up. She came back into the room and he finally spoke, “Mrs. G., uhm, is this for real?”

Jenni did not say a word. She climbed on the bed next to him, his seven-or-so-inch cock fat and rigid, lying against his stomach. She quickly climbed next to him and began to stroke his cock, “Do you like that, Q? And by the way, we are about to fuck, so please call me Jenni.” He once again just nodded his head yes as she began to lick the underside of his manhood.

“Oh…, God Mrs…, I mean Jenni. That feels so good.” She grinned as she continued to pay attention to the underside of his cock, sliding her mouth down so that she could lick his balls. There was a slightly musky smell to his crotch, but it did not bother her. His smell turned her on.

“Can you stay late tonight, Quentin?” Again he nodded his head yes. She grinned and then engulfed a third of his cock with her mouth, her tongue teasing his member. “Mmmmm,” she moaned. Jenni loves sucking cock and Ted would rarely let her. In fact in all their years together he never let her take his cum into her mouth. He would squirt it on her body or tits, but he would never spray the cum from his smaller-than-average cock into her mouth.

Jenni wanted it. She wanted to taste his cum. She took more and more of his cock into her mouth until she swallowed it, spit leaking out the sides of her mouth, her face against the knotted crotch hairs of his body. “Oh…, God, Jenni. I…, I am going to cum in your mouth.” He said. She used her left hand to do a thumbs up while nodding her head yes as she moved up and down on his cock with her mouth. She was very careful not to drag her teeth across his manhood. As she sucked up and down, her right hand under his balls, she then dropped her left hand to support herself on the bed. Faster and faster she moved her mouth up and down on his cock, taking most of the length of his member into her orifice each time she moved down. “Oh…, God. F-fuck Jenni. I…, I am going to cum. Jesus Jenni…, shit here it comes.” It was a massive load, more than she would have ever expected. It was so powerful, that with the third or fourth squirt from his cock it was too much and she sort of choked, some of his cum leaking out around his cock in her mouth, some even spraying out of her nose. She coughed and choked for a minute or so, but as she loved giving head and was always determined to please, she hung on for a full minute until he finished.

As he finished she sat up, cum dripping from her nose and down her chin, but still a good amount in her mouth. She opened wide for him to show him, and then gulped it down. She quickly went to the kitchenette, grabbed a dish towel, and came back wiping her face. “God that was hot. Fuck that was fun, did you enjoy that Quentin?”

He was lying back, a look of pure release on his face. “Fuck, Jenni, that was hot.” Again she thought he was blushing. “But…, why? I…, I just…”

She interrupted him by putting a hand on his chest. “Baby, because I wanted to. I hope you are not…, I don’t know. Upset? I mean I loved it, but I know you are very young.”

He smiled, perhaps losing some of his nervousness. As she walked to the refrigerator to grab them both a soda he said, “Oh hell no. I loved it too. But I have a question?”

She opened his soda and handed it to him where he lay back on the bed, “What’s that?” She asked as she popped her can of soda and drank half of it in one big gulp. He looked at her as she then lowered the soda from her mouth and let out a huge burp.

They both laughed and he asked, “You said we are going to fuck…?”

Jenni was lying on his left, closest to the kitchen. She grinned, set the soda down on her side table, and then grasped his cock with her hand. “Did you want to put this handsome toy inside me, baby?” As she said this she leaned in to kiss him and to her surprise, he did not hesitate and kissed her back. It was a long, very sexual kiss, his cock becoming hard in her hand. “Are you ready? Your cock seems to be,” She said with a grin. He nodded his head yes and she straddled his member. On one knee and one foot, she lined his cock against her opening and began to rub it up and down.

Jenni closed her eyes as she slid her pussy down on his cock. Quentin’s cock was twice as fat as her husband’s, so she went slowly, struggling to get his manhood in her pussy. She had not been fucked recently and her pussy seemed to be very tight. “Oh…, yes Jenni. It…, it feels so good.” With that she began to move up and down, leaning forward with her hands on his chest. “I can’t believe we are doing this, Jenni.”

She leaned in and once again kissed Quentin. She brought lips to his, her tongue probing his mouth. Quentin moaned as the pair of new lovers kissed passionately. Slowly she moved up and down on Quentin’s cock. She thought to herself, this is the best cock I have ever had inside me. Jenni broke their kiss and moved upright, her breasts bouncing in rhythm as she pumped up and down. Her breathing was a bit ragged as she said, “Quentin. Have…, have you ever given a hickey?” As she said this she grabbed his hands and placed them on her waist. “I want you to mark me. Mark my breast, Quentin.”

Jenni leaned forward, placing her breast close to his face. “Yes… But, Ted might see it, Jenni.”

“I don’t care. I don’t fucking care. M-mark me, Quentin. Mark me please.” Quentin was inexperienced, but he brought his mouth to her left breast. First, he sucked her nipple, he wanted to taste her tit. “Oh…, yes, yes Quentin. Oh God, it feels so good.” There was the noise of their coupling filling the room, her body slapping down on his hips, the wet sound of his engorged cock going in and out of her overly lubricated cunt. She wrapped her hand around his head as if to pull his mouth tighter into her nipple. “God, yes. F-fuck yes. Now, mark me Q. Mark my breast. Fuck yes, fuck yes.” Still going up and down on his cock he began to suck her breast harder, right next to her nipple. She had his cock completely in her body as he sucked on her tit, working on giving her a hickey. She began to move her hips, back and forth, teasing him as she sucked on her tit.

“Faster Jenni, f-fuck me faster, please. God…, oh God. I want to cum Jenni.”

She suddenly remembered herself. She was not on any birth control. When Ted and her had sex they used condoms, but in the heat of the moment, she had not thought about it. “Oh…, G-God Quentin. You…, you can’t cum in me. I…, I am not on birth control.”

“Sh-shit,” he said removing his mouth from where he had marked her breast. A quarter size bruise on her tit. She quickly climbed off of him, aware that she was teasing him a bit, but not on purpose.

“L-let me get a condom, love.”

“Okay. Sure, Jenni. Get a condom.”

Jenni kept condoms in the kitchen underneath the sink in an emergency medical kit. She opened the kit and found an empty box of condoms. “Damn!” She must have used the last one those months ago and never remembered to get more. “Fuck…, I can’t believe this.” She said under her breath. She quickly made a decision. She walked back into the room, Quentin was on his side, his cock still hard, waiting for her. “Move aside,” she said as she climbed onto the bed. She was on her hands and knees when she said, “Fuck me, Quentin. Just pull out before you cum. Fuck me, Quentin. Can you…, can you fuck me hard? Can you use me like a toy, Quentin? I need a man to fuck me, Q. Please fuck me.” He was not sure what to do. He hesitated as she motioned for him to get behind her.

“I’m not sure what you mean, Jenni.”

“Get behind me, Quentin. Push your cock back into me. Please…, please come fuck me. I know you live in a rough neighborhood. I know you are not this naive. Please, please fuck me, Quentin.” He finally took the hint and climbed behind her. He was staring at her ass, loving her bubble butt very much. “Put your cock in me, Quentin. Please fuck me now.”

He placed his hands on her ass and then slid them to her waist. “Jenni…, do you want me to treat you like a cheap whore. I…, I am not like that,” he said.

She looked back over her body. He had placed his hard manhood against one ass cheek and slid it into her ass crack. She could see about half of his cock sitting up, poking up above her ass. It so turned her on to see his hardness. “I like to be fucked, Quentin. I know you know the words. You grew up around them. I know you know what I mean…” As she continued to look back, he moved back and searched for her opening with his hand. He ran his fingers up and down her slit and she moaned slightly. “Spread…, spread my ass cheeks then push your cock into me, Quentin. Fuck me.” Quentin did as she asked. Yes, he knew what she meant. He was in the next room as man after man went into her mother’s room and fucked her. Oh, it was not rape, it was what she wanted. His mother the ho, loved being trained, as they called it.

Quentin spread her ass cheeks. He placed his cock at her opening. “Yes, baby. Push your cock into me. Please fuck me. Fuck me good, baby.” He obliged. He pushed his cock almost into her in one quick stab. “Fuuuuck,” she moaned as he pumped in and out of her. “Fuck, Quentin. Yes, baby, fuck me good.”

Quentin began to pump her hard now. He was in that zone, and he remembered the words those men said when they fucked his whore of a mother. “You like this, bitch? Do you like my big nigga cock pumping in and out of you? God…, fuck, your pussy is so good Jenni.”

“Yes…, yes, I love your black cock, baby. F-fuck me good. I…, yes, I mean, I am your bitch right now Quentin. God, your cock feels so good. Oh, oh, I am c-cumming baby. I am cumming on your black cock.”

Quentin slapped her ass and she yelped, “Don’t you mean my nigga cock, Jenni?”

Jennie responded, “Q, I hate that word. I just hate that word.”

“It’s okay, Jenni. Then, my black cock. Do you like my black cock?”

“Yes, yes, yes. I fucking love your black cock, baby. God, I am going to cum again. Yes, I am going to cum again on your hardness. Oh, God. Yes…, yes Quentin. You are the best fuck I have ever had. I…, I am cuuuming. God, I am CUMMING!”

“Okay, Jenni. I get it…, you want to fuck. Here I go…” With that, he gripped her hips with his vice-like hands. She suddenly realized his strength as he began to pound her pussy. He fucked her so hard that she fell forward onto her face. She turned her head sideways, grunting as the young man used her. She wanted it. She wanted him to use her. Her husband only ever made love to her. She wanted to be fucked, and she wanted this young man to fuck her. “Gnuh, gnuh. F-fuck…, fuck. God, you feel so good. Jenni, you…, you feel so fucking good. Oh God, my turn. I am going to cum in your pussy Jenni. Here…, here I god. FUUUUUCK! CUMMING BABY! FUCK, CUMMING JENNI.”

“On my back, baby. Pull out and cum on my back.”

Quentin had cum earlier, so he was able to control himself a little. He pulled his cock out and pumped it a few times and then another huge load of jizz sprayed across her ass, and her back. He squirted over and over, his cum spraying onto her body, so much that she would not be able to move until she could be cleaned of his spunk. She was moaning. Moaning and groaning in pleasure as he pumped his cum on her.

Jenni fell to the bed. Quentin leaned back. his cock beginning to soften. He fell next to her, still breathing heavily, his body, her body, covered in a sheen of sweat. Jenni turned to him and placed her lips on his. Once again they kissed passionately. She felt a twinge of guilt, for she felt she had just corrupted a very good young man. Their lips separated, “I…, I don’t know what to say. I, I’m sorry if I was… I don’t know. I was…”

Quentin walked to the kitchen and grabbed a rag from the shell where they were kept. I wet it with warm water and then went back to the room. He cleaned her back and then placed his lips on her for a quick kiss. “You were hot. So very hot. I have nothing to complain about. I only have one question.”

“Yes, Quentin, what is your question?”

“Are we going to fuck again? I mean I have at least a couple more in me.”

Jenni grinned and pulled him on top of her. She pulled his mouth to his and again they kissed. “Yes, baby. Yes, we are. God, you are so hot. You better hurry up. My wet messy pussy wants your black cock back inside me.” Quentin fucked Jenni two more times before they fell asleep. It was very late when Jenni called his house and told his mother that he had worked very hard and was tired. She agreed to let him spend the night. They woke up in the morning, and he fucked Jenni again.

Chapter 5

The next few days Quentin would stay a couple of hours after they closed and the couple would engage in some fun. Jenni was teaching him and they both thoroughly enjoyed their time together. She worried that maybe she was ruining a young man, but she could not help herself. Having sex with Quentin has been an amazing experience for her.

It was the following Monday. Ted had called two times, but in all honestly she did not care. It was after five that late afternoon and Quentin still had not shown. She should probably lock up, but she kept hoping he would come. She was sitting at the desk when she heard the little bell on the door ring. A trio of black men came into the place, and for some reason, she became nervous. It was not every day that three burly black guys walked into the shop.

The first was tall, perhaps three or four inches above six feet. She would learn his name is Marcus, Quentin’s uncle. Marcus is very dark-complected. Perfect skin with very unusual features for a black man. He did not have the typical features, his nose was more aquiline, perfect white teeth. His chest was broad, barely contained in a dark T-shirt, and jeans that showed off his round but firm ass. His arms are muscular and defined. He did not have an ounce of fat on him that she could see. Marcus was wearing basketball shoes.

The second is about five feet ten inches tall. He was lighter-complected but also muscular, but his features were more typical of an African American man. Not that he was bad looking. He wore a green Polo shirt and dark shorts. He had a couple of gold teeth on the top set, the two middle teeth. Eric as she was to learn his name, was covered in tattoos on both his arms, she would learn his back and chest, and even some on his legs.

The third was James. Not bad looking, about six feet tall with, darker complected but not as dark as Marcus. He was wearing a black wife beaters shirt with black shorts. He had a few tattoos on his arms, but not to the extent that Eric did. His smile showed a set of perfect teeth. Of the three he was the least attractive, not that he was ugly.

“Can I help you, gentlemen?” Jenni asked as the tall one of the three grabbed the closed sign and hung it on the outside of the door. It caused Jenni to be very nervous, she was not sure what the three were up to.

“Hello, my name is Marcus,” he said as he walked up and stood at the counter. “I am Quentin’s uncle. Unfortunately, he had to stay late at his school today, so he will not be here this evening. But…, we came to take care of things in his absence.” There was a big grin on his face as he said the last, and she was not sure but she believed there was some kind of insinuation with that comment.

“Well, I appreciate the help… But I was just about to close anyway. I don’t think I need your help,” Jenni replied.

“Oh…, it’s not that kind of help,” he said and she could not help but notice the other two gentlemen grinned at that comment from Marcus. “We are going to take Quentin’s place where it counts, beautiful.”

Jenni knew exactly what he meant. She was suddenly very scared, but she had to know exactly what he meant. “I am not sure what you are talking about.”

“Oh, you know exactly what I mean,” he responded. She also noticed Eric grab his crotch as Marcus said that. “I appreciate that you have broken Q in, but don’t you think you would like some real men?”

Jenni blushed. She was truly scared now. “I mean…, you don’t want all of your friends…, your husband, to know what you have been up to?” He said this with a grin on his face.

Jenni’s heart sank. “Uhm…, I mean, how do you know anything happened between me and Quentin?”

“I didn’t, but by your expression, I can tell I was right. It’s simple, we will go upstairs and take turns fucking you, or all of your friends and your husband will find out you have been fucking an eighteen-year-old young man. A black young man.”

In truth, she did not care if her husband found out. Only that he would use it against her in a divorce and she might end up with nothing. But, she did worry about her friends and her family. Especially her dad.

“Uhm, I mean, you are going to rape me?”

“Oh hell no. I am not that kind of guy. A little coercion, a little blackmail if you will.”

Jenni did not know what to do. She should be very scared, but Jenni is a pragmatist. She felt her vagina begin to get wet, and she knew she had no choice. That was not true. She could kick them out and take her chances, but she decided at the moment to do as they asked. Without a word, she walked to Marcus and took his hand. “Okay, come with me,” she said and walked to the door that lead to the living quarters. She walked up the stairs, leading Marcus, with the other two following.

Once in the bedroom, Marcus said to her, “Let’s take off those clothes. I want to see who has been training Quentin in the ways of sex.” Jenni slowly, and nervously complied. She was not going to be scared. She decided to stand in front of the trio of men, her arms at her sides, showing them the women that they would be fucking.

“I only ask you to use condoms. I…, I don’t want to get pregnant. Okay?”

“No problem, do you have some?”

“In the kitchen, under the sink. I just bought them the other day.” Marcus retrieved the condoms and then came back to the bedroom. “Lie back there, gorgeous. I want to watch you play with your pussy.” Meanwhile, all three of the men began to remove their clothes. As Jenni lay back she made note of the fact that both Eric and James have nice-sized cocks, about the same size as Quentin’s, Eric’s a bit thinner. Marcus on the other hand had a big cock. Maybe eight inches and it had to be at least three to four inches around. Her juices ran, and the trio of men could see that as she ran her fingers up and down her slit.

She appeared not nervous at all as she asked, “Who is going to fuck me first?”

Marcus did not answer, he merely walked to the bed opposite the kitchen. “Move to the edge of the bed,” he said. She did as he instructed and he leaned over and put his cock at her mouth. “Suck my cock, baby. I want you to get my tool good and hard.” Jenni noted the fact that his cock already was very hard as she grasped it and put it in her mouth. “That’s it, baby. Suck my cock good.”

For a moment she removed her mouth from his cock, watching the other two men stroke their dicks. She said, “You are all safe, right? No diseases.”

“No worries there,” he replied. “We are all clean, now get back to sucking my cock.” Marcus motioned to Eric who climbed onto the bed and spread Jenni’s legs wide. “Eat her pussy good, I want her nice and ready for me.” Eric slid between her legs and brought his mouth to her already very wet pussy. He moved her hands aside and began to lick up and down her slit.

Jenni could not help herself. She began to moan as Eric licked up and down her slit. “She likes this shit, Marcus. I think she wants some black dick.”

“I am sure of that,” Marcus said as he pumped his cock in and out of her mouth. “Bitch can suck cock too. Damn, this feels good.”

Jenni could not help but think to herself that she was going to be well used this evening. For whatever reason, she was not afraid. She was just very ready to have a cock inside her. In the past, she had never been attracted to black men, but for some reason, this had changed. She was enjoying not just the taste, but, but the smell of the black cock in her mouth, and the feel of the tongue that was now probing her wet pussy. Again she moaned aloud and Marcus then said, “Okay, move aside. I want some of that pussy.” As he said this he unwrapped a condom. As Jenni watched, he put the cock cover onto his large manhood. Marcus did not say another word as he climbed on the bed. He climbed on top of the beautiful woman, he cock at her opening. “Grab my cock and guide it in. I am going to fuck you good.” Jenni did as he instructed, she grasped his cock and pressed it against her opening.

Marcus, impatient and horny, pushed his cock into her a bit quicker than she was ready for. Jenni grimaced and said, “Slow down, big guy. Fuck your cock is large. Go slow, Marcus. Let me adjust.”

“Okay, sexy lady. I will go slow.” He grinned and looked down at her, slowly pumping in and out of her. He could see that she was struggling to take all of his cock into her.

“Oh…, fuck. God your cock is big. Jesus your cock is big.” He still grinned back at her, slowly going in and out of Jenni. He then leaned down, arching his back because of his height. He brought his mouth to her right breast and began to suck it as she slid his cock even deeper. “Oh…, G-God. F-fuck.”

He removed his mouth and straightened his arms. Marcus looked into her eyes, “You like that big cock, don’t you? You like my nigga cock sliding in and out of your very wet pussy. Say it, say you want my cock.” Rather than say anything, she wrapped her arms around him and pulled his mouth to hers. She kissed him, and their tongues intertwined. Marcus crushed his mouth against her, kissing her roughly. He knew she wanted it. That she was enjoying his cock going in and out of her. Breaking their kiss he said to this beautiful white chick, “You like this… Say it, you like my cock going in and out of you. Come on, woman. Admit you want us to fuck you. That you…, you are a slut.”

Jenni responded, “Fuck. Oh God, yes. I want…, I want to be fucked. I have never had more than one cock. Oh fuck…, yes, it feels so good. Good to be desired.” Marcus leaned in and bit her left breast. He saw the fading hickey and decided to make it more pronounced. He wanted it bigger. He began to suck on that spot and she moaned as he did. “Fuck…, fuck Marcus. God, st-stab me with your cock. D-don’t hold back. God your cock feels s-so good.”

Marcus continued to suck on her breast. Marcus was no lover. He just liked to fuck women, and this woman wanted to be fucked. Without warning, he pulled his cock out of her and moved off of her, the mark on her breast more pronounced. “I don’t want to cum, yet. Come use her guys. She is ready for some more cock.” As he said this he moved off of the bed and sat on the couch.

It was Eric who said as he moved towards the bed, “On your hands and knees, bitch. Get on your hands and knees.” Jenni quickly climbed to her hands and knees while Eric climbed to the head of the bed and lay sideways. “Suck my cock, bitch. Suck my cock good.” Jenni glared at him but leaned in and grasped his cock in her hand. Not surprised at all, she felt Jame’s hands on her hips. He pushed his condom-covered cock into her pussy, immediately pumping her very fast. She moaned around the bare cock in her mouth as this black man used her pussy for his pleasure.

Jenni moaned, she could not believe how excited she was to be fucked by three men. To be trained by three enjoyable cocks, as it were. It was Marcus who said as he stroked his cock, “That is so hot. Bitch is enjoying that, guys. We are going to make this a regular thing. I think she needs some black cock.”

“Fuck,” James responded, “She is squeezing my cock. She loves this. This bitch really is a slut. God, it feels so good. Never been with a white slut before. Fuck, yeah, gonna fuck this slut a lot.”

His words made Jenni nervous, but she knew, at least for the time being, there was nothing she could do about it. Aside from that, she was enjoying the sex. She was loving the sex more than she ever thought she would. Being fucked, and being used by multiple men had her as hot and horny as she had ever been.

The cock in her pussy suddenly started to slam into her very hard. “Oh…, fuck. Oh God, I am going to blow my load. Shit, this bitch keeps squeezing my cock. Oh fuck, I…, I am cumming. God this is…, is so fucking good.”

Jenni smiled around the cock in her mouth which she had just deep-throated him and was swallowing, increasing his pleasure. “Oh…, f-fuck. I am going to cum.” He said and she backed off so his cock was mostly in her mouth, but not in her throat. “Y-yes…, swallow…, fuck, swallow my cum you whore. F-fuck yes, that’s a good whore…, swallow my cum. Yes…, fuck yes…, I am cumming. CUMMING SO FUCKING GOOD IN THIS BITCHES MOUTH!” Squirt after squirt, perhaps five times he shot his cum into her mouth. She swallowed most of it as his cock spasmed in his mouth. Some leaked out, but she managed to scoop up every drop so as not to make a mess on the sheets. God, that was so hot, Jenni thought to herself. Two men cumming in me at the same time. Two sexy black men.

Chapter 6

“Okay, move over. My turn to fuck this slut.” The guys quickly moved aside and Jenni lay on her back, her breath coming in ragged gasps. “Nope, back on your hands and knees slut. Do you have any lube? Have you ever taken it in the ass?”

Jenni groaned as she went to her hands and knees. “Yes, but not a cock as big as yours. There is some baby oil in the armoire. But God, I am not sure I can take your cock in my ass.”

Marcus did not say a word as he walked over to the armoire. There was a shelf at the top. He opened the double doors of the closet. There were a bunch of bottles on that shelf. Makeup, and all kinds of women’s supplies. After a couple of minutes, he found the baby oil. Still naked he walked over to the bed and slathered a copious amount of the oil on his cock. Putting some on his hand, he began to lube her very tight ass with one finger, then another. He placed his very rigid cock at her back hole and once again Jenni moaned, frightened of his big cock in her ass. “You ready, slut. Here it comes.”

Marcus removed the condom, he wanted to fuck her bare back. He forced his cock into her butt and she grimaced and cried out, “F-fuck! Go slow. God your cock is a monster. Please go slow, Marcus.”

“Fuck that, bitch. You will get used to it.” He said as he viciously began to pound her ass with his cock. “You will adjust, don’t worry. God your ass is so tight.”

Instinctively she reached back between her legs with one hand and began to rub her clit, trying to mitigate some of the pain she was feeling as he pumped in and out of her ass. The name-calling, the domination, turned her on. Her husband had always been so passive. For Jenni, being dominated, and having a man take charge of her body was a true turn-on. “Fuck… Okay, it’s getting better. God your cock is so big.”

“I’m gonna get it in your shit hole, baby. God this feels so good. So fucking good.” Deeper and deeper he pushed his cock into her asshole. With her hand on her clit, Jenni felt herself building toward an orgasm. She could not believe she was going to climax with a cock in her ass.

“Okay, Marcus. F-fuck, fuck, fuck… I…, I am gonna cum. I can’t believe I am gonna cum.”

It was Eric who interjected, “That’s cause you are a slut. A nigger cock slut.”

James laughed and said, “Hell yeah. Look at her, Marcus. The bitch can’t get enough of this black cock we have for her. Hey, boss, can I fuck her ass too?” As he said this Jenni began to scream in pleasure as her orgasm overtook her.

“Fuck, girl, you are a slut.” Marcus said, “I love this ass. Jesus, I am going to fill you up. Fuck, so fucking hot. God damn…”

At this point all Jenni could think about was how much her life had suddenly changed. She was becoming a black cock slut, whether she wanted it or not. She had to admit the sex was incredible. The three black men using her was a huge turn-on. Just as she was thinking this she heard the door to the kitchenette open. From her position at the head of the bed, she could not see who it was but she quickly knew as her sister said as she entered the room. “Jesus Jenni. Having fun there? Are…, are you being fucked in the ass, sis?”

“Oh…, fuck, Diane. What the hell are…,” Her words were interrupted as Marcus purposely pounded her ass, getting close to his release.

Meanwhile, Eric grabbed Diane’s hand and pulled him into his arms. “Fuck, who is this hottie. You want some black dick, baby?” Now Jenni felt truly guilty. Was her sister going to be dragged into this mess? “I mean, look at you. I bet you would love some black cock.” As he said this he grabbed her left tit.

“You think you are man enough for me?” She said with a grin as she wrapped her hands around his neck and brought her face very close to his.

Jenni could not concentrate on what was going on with her sister because she was so into Marcus fucking her. “Oh…, baby. I am gonna fill your tight ass. Fuck…, fuck, yes. Here comes my load, bitch. Here comes my…, my love juice in your ass.” Jenni felt his hot cum spray into her backside and it caused her to once again have an orgasm. She had never cum before while having anal sex and she was shocked at how much of her cum juice dripped down her legs.

As they finished Eric picked up Diane and carried her over to the couch. Without a word, he began to undress her. Jenni felt so guilty as she sat on the couch and he had Diane mount him. Her slutty sister leaned in and kissed him passionately as she pumped up and down on him. It was obvious she was very wet, the sounds of their loins slapping wetly against each other filling the room. “I get her next, James chimed in.” It was then Diane realized that this was more than she had anticipated when she climbed onto this guy’s cock.

“Maybe…, we’ll see,” Diane chimed in.

It was Marcus who had rolled onto his back on the bed who said, “Oh…, babe. If you want your sister to stay out of trouble you are going to fuck all three of us for the next few hours. I want some of your pussy too. Diane is it?”

Diane was pumping up and down on Eric. She sort of moaned and then responded, “Fuck… Okay. Whatever you studs say. Shit your cock feels so good…” She said still fucking up and down on Eric.

Meanwhile, James had grabbed a rag from the kitchen. He had wet it and was now wiping Jenni’s legs. She was surprised at the help from the black man but did not say anything. As these thoughts crossed her mind he quickly put a condom on and without preamble, Jenni on her back, he climbed on top of her and stabbed his once again rigid cock into her. “Oh, f-fuck. Nice pussy. Very nice pussy on this ho.”

He brought his mouth to hers and Jenni kissed him as he fucked her very hot pussy.

It went like this until just before midnight when the trio of studs decided to part. It was Marcus who said, “See you sluts again. Thanks, it was fun. Gonna fuck you both again.” With a chuckle, “And again.”

Chapter 7

The pair of sisters lay back in the bed next to each other covered in sweat and bodily fluids from the three men who had been using them all evening. Diane began, “You have got to tell me what just happened. I mean, how did I end up being fucked by three black guys. Not that I am complaining, mind you.”

“I sort of got blackmailed.”

“I figured that, that’s why I went along. Again, not that I am complaining.” They both laughed. Diane on the right side of the bed went to one elbow. “So…, exactly how did you get blackmailed?”

“Shit, this is embarrassing. I am never going to hear the end of it from you.”

“Probably not, but I fucked three black men to keep you out of trouble. So dish, Jenni.”

“God…, okay. I seduced Quentin and that guy Marcus is Quentin’s Uncle. He threatened to tell everyone about it. Including Ted. My plan now is to divorce Ted, and I don’t want him to have any ammunition going in. Do you know what I mean?”

“That may be very true, sis, but I saw you. You loved every minute of it.”

Jenni grinned but did not respond to her comment. “What worries me Diane is that these guys are going to bug me from now on. I mean Ted is due home in less than a week and I worry how hurt Quentin is going to be about this. I mean he has a crush on me. Many I screwed the pooch this time.”

Diane laughed hard. “Oh, my God. You are such a slut. You always accuse me of being a slut and it turns out you are the true slut.”

“You are a big help, Diane,” Jenni responded. “But shit…, what am I going to do about Quentin?”

“Well, let me ask you a question. But after I go use your shower.” At the end of the dock where the boats were tied up was a shower. Ted had the people who made the modifications on the boathouse put the shower there. It had a U-shaped curtain like those used in the hospital. In the winter it would warm up real quick, but then stepping out of the shower could be bone-chillingly cold. The water heater was a specialized tankless water heater with an automatic electric pump that sat on the roof of the houseboat. The tank also had plumbing connected to the kitchenette. Eventually, the plan was to have a quarter of the top floor converted into a small bathroom as there was plenty of space for one.

“Let’s both go. I am a mess too.” The sisters luxuriated in a long shower. It was almost one thirty in the morning when they finally walked up the stairs naked to the living quarters. Diane borrowed a pair of night clothes from Jenni and the pair of very hungry young ladies made some sandwiches and consumed some chips. The coffee table has telescoping legs and they placed them at the lowest setting and sat on pads on the floor, Japanese style. The sisters did not continue the conversation at once, but after a few minutes, Diane finally said, “Okay, my questions. Number one, do you have feelings for Quentin? I mean I know he is a kid, but…, I mean is it just about sex? You know what I mean.”

For a good half a minute, Jenni was not sure how to respond. How did she feel about Quentin? Her mind swam with that question. How could she answer her sister? “God…, I guess I care for him more than I should. Way more than I should. I guess, even though he is a kid, well… I am falling in love with the poor young man. Man, he deserves better.”

“Okay, before I comment about that. What about your life? Are you ready to completely shake your life up? I mean change everything. Are you ready? I just heard about the divorce thing, and that is the first time I have heard you say that. Don’t think I don’t get it. Because I do. I don’t think you have been happy for a while. I think it is a good first step.”

“Yes, I guess I am. I am going to file for divorce as soon as I can. Do you think Dad would let me stay there for a while? Honestly, I am thinking of packing my things as soon as possible and getting out. Not just because of Ted, but because I don’t want to become a plaything full time.”

With a big grin on her face she responded, “Hey, I would not mind that. I had fun tonight. I mean, I never had black cock before, but I think I am hooked.”

“Now who is the slut?” She responded. Again the sisters laughed out loud.

“Anyway…, so, you are falling in love with an eighteen-year-old. Is that the gist of it, Jenni? Hey, and I have to tell you I like him a lot too. Maybe more than like.”

“God… I don’t know. I mean, he is the sweetest person, the sweetest man, I have ever known. And the sex, God the sex. I can’t tell you how good it is. Not only that, but he is more manly than Ted. I mean, he fucks me. He fucks me good.”

“As good as those three guys who just fucked us both? I mean, that was hot.”

“That was just sex. Yes, it was very good sex, but that is all there was or is to it. I worry that if I stick around I will be someone’s ho pretty quick. I did love the way they talked to and about me. I mean…, it was so hot how they just used me for their pleasure. Now that was fun, I have to say.”

“Yeah, I think we are both a bit into being used. Can’t explain it. It must just be genetic.” Diane smiled as she thought about how much fun it had been to have three black guys fuck her. “I guess we are both equally slutty.”

Jenni then responded, “I guess we should both get some sleep. You are going to have to get up early to get some clothes before you go to work.”

“Fuck that, I am going to call in sick tomorrow. Those dicks wore me out.” Again the sisters had a good laugh.

Chapter 8

Diane’s workday normally started at nine in the morning. She got up early and just after eight called to say she was sick and would not be in that day. For the next couple of days, she would stop by in the late afternoon, and Jenni could guess why. It was obvious that Diane was trying to get laid again.

At about four in the afternoon that Friday Quentin turned up. He had been coming after school the two previous days, but he had been reserved. Jenni was concerned. Quentin had not made any advances on her and she was afraid he had found out about his Uncle and friends spending the evening with the two sisters. She’d finally had enough and invited him upstairs. Once again Diane had stopped by. “Hey, Diane, watch the place for a few. I have to talk to Quentin.”

“Sure sis,” she said with a grin. Quentin’s back was turned so she fave a lecherous look to her sister who frowned in return.

“Come on, Q, we need to talk.” Jenni took his hand and lead him up the stairs. Once in the bedroom she did not latch on to him but led him to the couch and motioned for him to sit next to her. “Okay, Quentin, what’s got you upset? Please don’t pretend you are not, you have been quiet for two days.”

Quentin hesitated, not responding immediately. “Okay, then you be honest also. Did my uncle and his buddies fuck you the other night?”

Jenni blushed but knew she had to answer honestly. “Yes…, they did. I am not going to lie to you. But it was sort of a blackmail thing.”

“What do you mean by sort of?”

“Well, uhm, your uncle threatened to out me to my friends and husband. I mean…, you know. That I have been having sex with you.” Jenni lowered her head at this point. She was embarrassed, worried that he would be truly upset with her. Quentin did something she never expected. He put his finger under her chin and lifted her face so they were looking into each other’s eyes. At the same time, he brought his mouth to hers and they kissed as passionately as she had ever been kissed. She folded into his arms and he held her. It was obvious that he was very enamored of Jenni. “I’m so sorry. I mean, I did not mean to hurt you.”

Their lips had parted and he replied, “I’m not upset. I understand my uncle. He used to be a criminal…, maybe he still is. He was into protection, he ran a few whores and he had a small drug operation. With the money he earned over the years he bought five car repair garages. Originally they were a front for his illegal businesses, but now he is legit, or so he says. So he is not exactly a stand-up guy.” At this point, he hesitated. “Can you answer a question for me? Please be honest. Actually, two questions.”

“Okay Quentin, sure.”

“One, did you enjoy having sex with my uncle and those other dudes?”

Jenni looked into his eyes trying to gauge how he would react to her answer. She realized it was fruitless to wonder and instead decided to reply honestly. Once again, dropping her eyes she replied, “Yes. I enjoyed the sex. I’m sorry, Quentin, I guess I am a bit of a slut.”

“That does not surprise me at all.” His words shocked her and she looked up and into his eyes. He was smiling which made her feel a bit better.

“Okay, question two. Did they fuck Diane too?”

“I…, I can’t answer that.”

“Which tells me that yes they did.” Jenni did not know what to say. “It’s okay, I am just curious. I mean…, she had fun too?”

“Oh God yes she did. Diane is a lot like me, except, she does not hide her…, sluttiness. God, do you hate me, Quentin?”

“No, in fact, you owe me nothing. I think you are wonderful. The fact that you are, well…, horny, is one of the things that attract me to you. That came out wrong.”

Jenni smiled back and replied, “I get it. You like a horny broad. It’s okay. God, I am old enough…, well I am too old for you. But God, I…, I should shut up.”

“Wait…, it’s my age that has you all weird?”

“Quentin, you deserve some young woman to grab your heart. A young woman to spend your life with. Don’t make the mistakes I have made. I settled. Ted was exactly the wrong man for me, I see that now.”

Quentin took her hands in his and looked into her eyes. “You are so stupid in some ways. I am fa…, I mean I have a huge crush on you. I want you…”

“What were you going to say?”

Quentin blushed. Jenni was completely aware of what he was going to say, and she felt her heart skip a beat. “I…, I am falling in love with you. Not the gushy white girl way…, Oh shit, what I mean. God, what do I mean?”

“Yes…, what do you mean?” Diane had walked into the room and it was her that commented. “It’s okay guys, I put the out-for-a-few-minutes sign up. Anyway, answer her question. What did you mean?”

“Do you mind, Diane?” Jenni said in reply. “Can we have a private conversation here?”

“Oh jeez. Just when it was getting interesting.” She had a grin on her face and continued, “Okay, sorry. I am just grabbing something to drink.” Diane grabbed a soda from the refrigerator and went back downstairs, leaving Jenni very curious about what Quentin was about to say.

“Okay, Quentin. What the fuck did you mean?”

“Why are you getting angry, Jenni? It was you that fucked three other guys. What do you have to be mad about?”

“You said you loved me. But not in a gushy way, whatever that means.”

“Hey, like you, I am a pragmatist. You know me, I do a lot of reading. As far as I can tell…, I mean, in my opinion, monogamy is overrated. What I mean, is I want you. I want you as mine. But, I get that you will fuck other guys.”

“That does not bother you? I mean…, ya know, sharing me? God, that sounds dumb. You know what I mean.”

“Let’s put it this way. Remember when you wanted me to take charge? To be nasty, to call you names and stuff? Well, it turned me on. I want you to be like that. I want you to be my girl, but I decide when and who you fuck. Aside from me of course. I want to be in charge. It sounds crazy, and I know you are unhappy with your husband because…, well, I don’t know the whole of it.”

“He stopped being interested in me. He is old-fashioned. He did not want to fuck me, but he would never allow me to fuck someone else. As for being…, I don’t know, owned? That turns me on. So you want to be my lover, and my owner I guess?”

“Yes, but there is more. I want to fuck Diane.”

“Oh…, I see.” Jenni did not know how to feel about that. But then she realized, that she had no right to have any negative feelings about who he fucked. “Well, ask her, or better yet, tell her. You know she will do it, she is even more submissive than I am.”

“Okay. One other thing, this is going to come out crude, but I think it is what you want from me. If I permit you to fuck another man, he will wear a condom. But I am done with that. You are going to be bread by me. Okay?”

“Wow, when did you become a man? Whatever you say. Just say those three words I want to hear from you.”

Quentin grinned, leaned in and kissed her, and then said, “I love you.”

“Okay…, I’m yours my young stud, and I love you too.”

Chapter 9

The decision was made to move out of the houseboat immediately. The following week Jenni filed for divorce and she moved back in with her father. She worried that Marcus would start spreading crap, but she decided she had enough of her own money that she could survive without her soon-to-be ex-husband’s money. Both Jenni and Diane had inherited money when her mother died, and she put it aside, investing some so that she had a really good nest egg. Two million dollars.

It was the following Thursday in the evening and Jenni’s father was finally around. He had been out a lot. Jenni did not ask questions, he had his own life to live. “So, Jenni. Are you going to tell me what is going on?”

“Well, I guess you figured out that I am getting a Divorce.”

“Sokay with me, I never liked Ted. Too stuck on himself. You deserve better. I have a question for you.”

“What’s that, Dad.”

“Be honest, I am not judging, is there another guy?”

“Yes, Dad. There is. A very wonderful guy whom I have fallen in love with. But…, you might not approve.”

“Approve? You have got to be kidding. Can I tell you something about myself and your mother, and you will not be… I don’t know, upset?”

“I think we are adults here.”

“Okay. I loved your mom more than anything, anyone, in the world. But, we were careful not to let you know, we did not have a traditional marriage.”

“In what way, Dad? You guys always seemed very normal and boring to me and Diane.”

“Because we were careful.” They had been sitting in the living room, her father in his favorite lounge chair, Jenni on the couch. “Come with me, I want to show you something.”

Her father led her into the master bedroom. “See these walls. Do they seem a little different?”

“Now that you mention it, they do.”

“Look behind the door, the same pattern. We had this room soundproofed many years ago. The reason? Well, we had an open marriage. Your mother loved to have men be in charge of her…, well, body. Honestly, I loved to watch.”

“You watched mom…, I mean…, have sex with other men?!”

“Oh yes, and it was fun. We had friends over, two or three guys, sometimes a husband and wife. It was a lot of fun. I miss those days. Once your mom got sick, obviously, it was just not the same. Finding another woman like your mom has been in a word, futile. Although, I do have this new girlfriend, Carla. She seems a bit kinky and I am hoping…, you know?” The last he said with a smile on his face.

“Dad, you old pervert.”

“Hey, I am only forty-six. So pervert yes, old no. So, tell me about your new man and I promise not to judge.”

“Okay, but you are going to be at best, weirded out.”

“After what I told you? Now I am really curious.”

“You said you promise not to judge, right?” Her father looked at her out of the side of his eyes but said nothing. “Okay, okay. His name is Quentin…”

Her father interrupted her, “Isn’t he that kid that worked for you guys on the houseboat?”

She was blushing profusely as she answered, “Yes…, but he is not a kid. He is very young but very mature and smart. He is already registered for culinary school and when we can we will get a place together. But, well, there is his uncle who is a problem.”

“How so?” David Gardner is a cop. His radar went off when she said that. Dave was very protective of his daughters.

“Well, uhm, let’s just say he will out us to everyone we know, including Ted. If he does, I expect he will, then Ted has a hammer over me in the divorce. But it can’t be helped. I am afraid I am in love with Quentin and that is all there is to it. I might be embarrassed with friends and family, but I don’t care.”

“Martin Robinson?”

“Yes, that’s him. How do you know that name?”

“It was just a guess, but I know him. He is a thug that runs a bunch of thugs. Anyway, tell me about your boyfriend.”

Again Jenni hesitated. “Okay, he is black. Very young, but like I said, mature for his age.”

“Okay, how young? I hope he is legal.”

“Eighteen, Dad. He is eighteen.”

Her father did not flinch. “He’s legal, that’s all that matters. I assume he is good in bed,” He said with a wink. “I watched Gary fuck your mom at least a half dozen times. I fucked his wife too. We both liked to double both wives.”

“Jesus, Dad. You are a wild man. Mom was wild too I guess.” Gary was also a retired cop. Black as midnight and handsome as hell. Jenni could understand why her mom would want to fuck his dad’s friend.

“Like mother, like daughter, I guess.”

“Like daughters, dad. We are both sluts.” She was shocked when her father laughed along with her.

David, her father, then responded, “Okay, I need you to go out tomorrow. I will have your room soundproofed. If you are going to have wild sex, I don’t want to hear it.” A big grin on his face. Jenni punched him in the arm. “Hey, I completely believe in enjoying sex. Just be safe. That’s all I ask. As for your eighteen-year-old, when am I going to meet him?”

Chapter 10

The following day her father had some friends who were also construction workers over, while she was out. She picked up Quentin at his house, he had just graduated High School, and they were going to go out to celebrate. Jenni’s treat. They were driving around after lunch when Quentin finally asked, “So…, you told your dad about me.”

“Mhm, why do you ask?”

“Oh, come on. What did you tell him about me?”

“I told him how mature and smart you are. I told him your age. By the way, he did not flinch. I told him you are black…, lessee. What else did I tell him? That’s the important stuff. What I did not tell you, was the reason we can’t go to his place until later. He will text me.”

“Okay, why”

She quickly turned to Quentin and said, “He is soundproofing my old room. He does not want to hear us have sex,” she winked.

Quentin laughed and said, “Your dad sounds very cool.”

“You don’t know the half of it.”

The crew finished the job including painting just after six in the evening. Just before that, Diane arrived at the house from her job, took a quick shower, and then headed to her room. She noticed all the guys staring at her ass and she had to smile to herself. One of them was a black man, an older man, and Diane found her juices running. God I am a slut for black cock, she thought to herself.

Meanwhile David Gardner and gone out early that morning. He contacted an active cop friend of his and asked him where Marcus hung out most of the time. “Is he still running drugs, Buddy?”

Buddy Carlson was a good cop. Honest, and brave as hell. He took a bullet in the abdomen for another cop, got up, ran the creep down, and captured him. A tough guy just does not cover it. “He swears he is legit, and maybe he is. We could never catch him with his hand in the cookie jar. As far as I know, he sleeps in his number one garage on Denton Street. Be careful, he still has criminals that hang around.”

“You know me, I am always careful.”

“Sure, David, sure. Do you still carry that howitzer?”

“Desert Eagle, baby. No one gets up if I shoot them.”

David pulled up across the street and sat for a bit, surveilling the place. After about ten minutes he left his vehicle and walked around the building. He had his big gun on his right hip for he still had an open carry permit. The back of the garage had a bunch of cars waiting to be worked on, and a few junkers. It looked like a typical garage.

He finished circling the building and then went to the open garage doors that sat maybe fifty feet back from the street. Two thug-looking dudes in overalls, no shirt underneath, came out as he walked towards them. They walked up to him and it was obvious that they noticed the gun, “Hey, whitie, we don’t want no trouble.”

“You’ll get none from me, I just want to talk to Marcus. Is he here right now?”

“Whatchoo want to take to that nigger about, whitie?”

“It’s Officer Gardner retired, dude. Answer my question.” As he said this he moved forward, getting right in the face of the skinny black man talking to him. “Is Marcus fucking here!”

Just as he said this rather loudly, Marcus came walking out of the office. “What do you want, Gardner? I remember you. Never could bust me, could you?”

“Whatever…, you always managed to stay one step ahead. I am retired now. I just came to deliver you a message. Remember, I have a lot of friends on the force. Stay away from Jenni and Diane. They are my daughters. They are not whores for your use. Go near them, say anything about them, even think about them and I will hunt you down and kill you. Are we clear?”

Marcus was no fool. There were plenty of white women he had in his clutches, he did not need the trouble with this cop and his friends. “Sure, whatever you say, I will stay clear of your daughters.”

“Good,” was all he said, and walked away. David turned his back on them, not afraid for one second, and sure his Jenni would have no more problems with this thug.

David arrived home and watched as the crew finished up the job. Just after six, he paged his daughter and told her to come home. Jenni and Quentin arrived just after six thirty and her father took her to show off the room. Everything was put back the way it had been before the soundproofing had been applied, the only hint was the smell of fresh paint. “I left the windows open, they are thick glass and pretty much soundproofed two. So, if you two get jiggy with it, close the windows.” Her dad smiled and shook Quentin’s hand. “You take care of my daughter. She is special. You got it?”

Quentin smiled a genuine smile and replied, “Yes sir. I will. I will always take care of her.”

“Good man,” he replied and closed the door behind him.

The room had a big King size bed, and the two sat on one side. “Your dad is really cool. He does not seem to care about my age, or that I am black.”

Jenni slid close, brought her face to his, and said, “You mean my nigger lover?” She looked into his eyes, “Is it okay if I say that to you in the bedroom?”

“Yes, I expect it. But, it’s nigga lover, okay?”

Just as they were embracing, there was a ring at the door. It had been added because a knock could not be heard. “Damn, can’t a girl get laid?” Jenni called out, “Come in.” She then realized whomever it was could not hear her, so she went to the door and opened it.

Diane was at the door and pushed past her sister into the room. “Hey, what are you two up to? Damn, both dressed, I rang the bell too soon.” She laughed as she came and sat next to Quentin. Very close to him.

It was Jenni who said, “Well, tell her. Tell her what you want.”

Quentin nodded as Jenni turned to the door and locked it. “Get undressed, bitch. I am going to fuck you.” He was looking right and Diane when he said it. She turned to Jenni who had turned her desk chair to the bed and just nodded her head yes.

Diane started to undress as Jenni said, “Shall I leave?”

“No, you get naked too. I want you to watch me fuck your sister, then we will see what else might happen. From now on, when we are in the bedroom you have to call me master. Understood?”

“Yes, master,” Jenni replied with a smile.

Diane was down to her undies when she asked, “Shall I call you master also?”

“That depends, Diane. Are you going to be my chick too?” Jenni looked at Quentin with an unreadable look. “I mean if it’s okay with Jenni.”

“Hey, if you want a harem, I don’t care. I know we are both going to fuck other people.”

“Okay, Diane, do you want to be my chick? Sorry, stupid word. Do you wish to be another of my ladies for sex? God, I am not sure what to call it. To call you.”

“Let’s just say that I am your slut. Me and Jenni will be your sluts.”

Quentin smiled as Diane climbed onto the bed. “So, you are my slut now, Diane.” Still dressed he climbed next to her and with confidence belying his young age, he kissed her as strongly as he kissed Jenni and she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close. Breaking their kiss he continued, “Shall I get undressed, my slut?”

Diane replied, “If you don’t fuck me soon I am going to explode.”

Quentin smiled and quickly undressed. His cock was rigid as he slipped out of his underwear. “Would you like me to eat your pussy, Diane?” As he said this, Jenni now naked, began to play with her pussy.

“Oh God yes,” Diane replied.

Quentin climbed between her legs. He pushed them up and out, her legs in the air. He dove into her pussy a little bit too aggressively. “Start gently, Quentin. Lick my pussy lips first.” Quentin followed her instructions. Jenni grinned and thought, so he was not above being coached. “Yes, like that. Now lick up my slit. God that feels good. You can stab your tongue in and out of my slit like a small cock.”

Quentin grinned, he liked that Diane was teaching him. It was at this point Jenni interjected, “Thanks for training him.” A big smile on her face as she made this comment.

Diane moaned as he continued to stick his tongue in and out of her pussy. “Now…, gently, t-touch your tongue to my clit. Watch, oh God, yes like that. My…, my hood will open and my clitoris will pop out.” Just as she said this her clit did pop out. “God, yes, gently suck on it. Push two fingers into my pussy. Yes…, yes Q. F-fuck, I am going to cum.”

Again Jenni interjected, “Okay, climb on top real quick and stab your cock into her. Fuck her good, Quentin.” As she said this Jenni had one hand on her left breast, the other was teasing her now wet pussy. Quentin obliged and climbed on top of Diane and stabbed his cock to the hilt into her pussy. “God, that is so hot. Is she a good fuck, Quentin?”

Quentin was pumping in and out of Diane. She was moaning, enjoying his cock. “Oh, God. Yes…, fuck me, Quentin. Fuck me good.” As she said this Quentin brought his mouth to her left tit. He began to suck on it, and it caused her to moan even louder. Diane wrapped her legs around his, her feet crossed as he pumped in and out of her. “God, I have wanted this for so long Quentin. You feel so good inside me, Master. P-please fuck me a lot, Master. Fuck me good.”

Quentin removed his mouth and looked at his new lover. “God…, you feel so good. Yes…, yes, I will fuck you a lot.”

Diane responded, “T-talk dirty to me. I am your slut, Quentin. Talk to me like a whore, Master.”

“Baby, I love your pussy. God, you are such a good f-fuck. Do you like my cock, baby? Are you my girl now? My slut?”

“Yes, I have w-wanted to be your slut for so long. Yes, Master, I am yours. Fuck yes, Master.”

Quentin felt himself coming close to his climax. At the same time, Diane began to moan loudly. “I…, I am c-cumming Master. Oh God, fuck it f-feels so good. Yes, cumming, fuck, fuck, fuck…”

Quentin groaned as he began his release. “Yes, baby. Filling you. F-fuck you, sisters… You are b-both so fucking good. Oh God, y-yes. Yes Diane…, fuck…”

The pair of lovers finished their mutual orgasm and Quentin rolled to the right side of the bed, closest to the bedroom door. Quentin was becoming a take charge kind of guy and suddenly decided that he would order Jenni to clean his cock. “Come here, Jenni, Lick my cock clean. I want you to get my cock nice and clean, my slut.”

Jenni grinned and walked over to the bed. Diane sat up and looking around his body in a sitting position, watched as Jenni kneeled and began to lick under his scrotum. She cleaned it well before moving to each of his balls and licking them clean as well. Quentin groaned, Jenni’s hand holding his manhood up as she serviced him.

“Yes…, yes baby.” Quentin moaned as she moved up his shaft, cleaning both her sisters and Quentin’s juices off of his cock. Jenni grinned as his cock got hard again. She was enjoying cleaning his manhood, and she was very wet and horny from tending to her lover.

Quentin was quickly ready, his cock hard as a rock. “Lay back, Diane. Spread your legs wide. I want to see your hot pussy.” Diane grinned, expecting to be fucked again. “Now you two will do whatever I want, yes?”

They both said yes and then he continued. “You two are mine, right? Say yes Master.” They both replied as he requested. “Okay, Jenni, on your hands and knees between your sister’s legs and clean my spunk out of your sister’s cunt. I am going to fuck you.”

Jenni started to say something, “Uhm, uh…, she is my…”

Quentin interrupted her. “You are my slut. You will do as I tell you.” Diane looked at her sister and just shrugged. Apparently, she did not mind. Jenni did not say another word, she merely moved between her sister’s legs. She leaned down, her ass in the air, and began to clean her sister’s pussy. Diane lay back, enjoying her sister cleaning her pussy, and servicing her wet hole. At the same time, Quentin climbed behind Jenni and quickly pushed his cock into her pussy. Jenni made noises of pleasure as Quentin began to fuck her. Eating her sister, incest as it were, was somehow turning both ladies on.

“Oh yes…, fuck Jenni. God, my sister is going to make me cum. Jesus this is so fucking hot.” Diane said.

Quentin smiled to himself and then said, “God, this i s so hot. My girls are going to service each other. Fuck, so hot watching Jenni eat your pussy, Diane.” Diane was playing with her tits, “Now rub your clit baby while she eats you. God this is so hot. You two are mine. I can’t believe you are both my sluts.”

A line had been crossed. Jenni could not believe she had done it, but at the same time, she realized she loved servicing her younger sister. She was a slut, a whore for Quentin, and she realized she would do whatever her lover wanted whenever he wanted it. There was so much jizz, that it took some time to completely clean out her pussy.

Jenni once again moaned aloud as Quentin’s cock went in and out of her pussy. At the same time, she began to suck on her sister’s clit, wanting her to enjoy the attention she was giving her. “Oh…, fuck sis. I am going to cum. This is so hot, yes, eat my pussy, Jenni.”

Quentin then said, “You ladies are so hot. So fucking hot. God, I am going to cum in Jenni now, and Diane you will clean her spik and span.” He began to pound her harder and harder, he had never been so happy in his life. Two women, two sisters to fuck. Two sisters that would follow his every instruction. It was too much and he began to squirt his cum into Jenni. Spray after spray of his juice squirting into her cunt, his release one of the best he has ever felt. He can feel Jenni’s pussy muscles clamp down on his cock and Quentin realized his lover was also cumming.

Jenni lifted her head, “F-fuck…, cumming lover. Cumming on your hard cock. God this is so hot. I am such a slut, an incestual slut. F-fuck yes, fuck yes. God…, so hot.”

Quentin grins, realizing he has both of these sisters hooked on him. It is the greatest feeling he has ever had and knows he will use them both regularly. He also realizes he wants to have them fuck his friends, to show off his women.

Quentin pulls out and sits on the side of the bed. He watches as Diane climbs between Jenni’s legs and begins to suck out his cum from her pussy. His girls were such sluts. So good at fucking and being fucked. God what a lucky guy I am, he thinks to himself.

The End, or the Beginning?