Callum: Faggot, I’m coming around to use your holes. I’ll be there soon.
“Fuck.” I said to myself. I didn’t want to miss an opportunity to get fucked by him again so I quickly got off the floor and rushed to my car.
The entire drive home my arse was twitching with the thought of getting bent over and fucked again by this amazing black man.
When I got home, I was surprised to see some of the lights turned on inside. I was sure that I turned everything off, Maybe Callum is already here? I thought.
As I got to the door, I then realised that it was unlocked. I knew something was wrong as soon as I opened the door and I saw obviously Callum’s shoes in the hall, I knew they were his because they were huge.
Then, I heard a distinct banging sound coming from upstairs.
What is this? I thought, Am I about to see my wife being fucked by another man?
I slowly and silently crept through the house. As I reached the stairs, I saw one of Callum’s shirts on the floor, then another sound of banging.
The further I got up the stairs the more distinct the sound came, it started to sound like a slight slapping noise, the sort of noise made whilst roughly fucking.
I got closer and closer and my heart was going a mile a minute, this was it, either my marriage was going to be over or I was about to become a cuckold.
“You like that big cock you fucking slut?” I suddenly heard Callum roar out followed by more sound of him fucking.
My cock had grown rock hard in my own trousers, this was it, I was about to see my wife being fucked by a big, black cock.
When I got to my room the door was slightly askew.
SPANK!
“Take it you little bitch!” Callum moaned.
When I went to look in, I accidentally touched the door and it creaked, alerting Callum to my presence.
“Come in.” He shouted.
“Hmmmff.” I then heard the second voice say, as though muffled by something.
Okay, here we go, I said to myself and took a deep breath.
I slowly pushed the door open.
The first thing I saw was Callum smiling at me, he was completely naked and his beautiful, black body was glistening with sweat.
Then I saw a curvy, pale arse bent over in front of Callum.
My heart stopped and my body froze in shock when I saw my son, Jack, was on all fours with a ball gag tied in his mouth. He was staring at me in despair and shock at me catching him like this.
I couldn’t believe it, my 20-year-old son had Callum’s big, black cock balls deep in his arsehole, on my bed!
“Nice for you to finally make it.” Callum said to me with a chuckle in his voice.
I couldn’t look at him, my eyes were firmly stuck on Jack as he stared at me with his eyes painfully wide open. I could see spit slightly drooling out of his ball gag, obviously he had been wearing that for a while.
“Mhmh mhmmm.” Jack tried to groan to me.
SPANK!
Callum struck Jack’s arse cheek hard, hard enough to make him whimper.
“Be quiet faggot!” Callum shouted at him and then quickly did three thrusts in and out of his arsehole.
“Mmhmmmm!” My son moaned as he got fucked in front of me.
Then Callum stayed still with his cock balls deep in him.
“W-why?” I asked, finally moving my eyes to Callum.
“I was sick of this little bitch interrupting our sessions,” Callum told me as he placed one hand on my son’s arse cheek, “And I assumed he was as big a faggot as his father.”
“Hmmm?” Jack then groaned and I realised he didn’t know about me and Callum.
“Oh yeah,” Callum said to my son, “Your father has been my faggot for ages now.”
“Hmff?” Jack said to me.
“I’m sorry son.” I whispered to him.
Guilt started to engulf me, Melissa was her own woman and she would’ve had sex with Callum whether I was involved or not. But Jack… Callum only turned him because of me.
“Don’t apologise,” Callum said to me, “I saw straight away that Jackie was a big a faggot as you, all I had to do was take my cock out and he became my slut, isn’t that right?”
“Mhmm.” Jack groaned, although he was no longer looking at me.
“You shouldn’t have done this.” I whispered to Callum.
“Why not?” Callum shot back to me, “Your son is a faggot, just like you. But at least he gets to learn it early.”
“I… I should go.” I stuttered out, still not believing that I am seeing my daughter’s boyfriend fucking my son.
“Oh no, you’re not going anywhere.” Callum the said to me and another evil grin came to his face.
“What… what do you mean?” I asked.
Then, I watched as his big, black cock slowly pulled out of my son’s white arsehole. Actually, seeing it leave a tight hole I couldn’t believe that I could actually fit it inside of me.
When his cock was fully out it was glistening with lube and rock hard.
“Come and suck my cock.” He ordered.
“What?!” I shot back in pure shock at what he was suggesting.
“Come and suck my big, black cock that has just been in your son’s arsehole.” He ordered again.
“I… I can’t.” I whispered.
Callum didn’t move, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of his muscular body.
“You can, or you will never get my cock again.” He told me.
It was like a switch flicked inside of me then, I knew I couldn’t go without his cock. I may get loads at the glory hole but it was different with Callum, he had a hold on me.
“O-okay.” I whispered and I saw my son’s eyes open again in shock and look at me.
I couldn’t look at him, in pure shame I walked over to Callum and sat on the bed, I looked at his big, hard cock that was just in my son’s arsehole.
“Come on then cocksucker, show your son how good you take my cock down your throat.” Callum said to me.
“Yes, sir.” I whispered, knowing I couldn’t say no to him.
With one last look to my son who was still on his hands and knees but his head was turned to watch me, I opened my mouth and took Callum’s cock.
I wrapped my lips around his shaft and was surprised that it still tasted delicious.
“Oh yeah, see Jackie, your father is a great cocksucker and you will learn off him.” Callum moaned as I slowly bobbed up and down on his cock.
“Mhmm.” I heard Jack groan and I wondered what he was trying to say.
I kept my eyes closed and just focused on sucking Callum’s dick. I was swirling my spit covered tongue around his head and I felt him twitching in my mouth.
“Good girl.” Callum moaned and I felt his hands go into my hair.
He started to push me deeper, taking his cock further down my throat and I fought the urge to gag.
“That’s it, take my whole black cock.” Callum moaned as I took him deeper and deeper.
I kept my tongue firmly against his shaft as I felt my throat wrap around his head. I kept pushing and pushing until I felt his big, black balls against my chin.
“Gllllggg!” I groaned as I took him completely.
“Fuuckk yes you fucking whore!” Callum roared out.
Then he pulled my face back and my spit was going from my tongue to his cock.
“Now, line my cock with your sissy son’s arsehole.” Callum ordered.
“Yes, sir.” I whispered.
Callum turned to face my son again and I grabbed hold of his spit covered cock. I looked at Jack’s already stretched arsehole and I aimed Callum’s head up to it.
As he started to push, I kept his cock lined up and I saw the rim of my son’s arsehole stretch and wrap around his head.