Chapter 2 - Cassie

 Cassie wasn’t thrilled about meeting up with her mom for drinks, but it had to be done. Most people dreaded getting sick, or killed, or losing a loved one - Cassie dreaded having to spend time with her parents. It was just one of those things. I don’t wish them dead, but I’m never going to miss this, thought the young blonde. 

 As soon as she entered the bar, eyes were on her. This was supposed to be one of the more reputable places in the city, but the men at the tables still drank up every curve of her body. The only alternative was to go to one of the army places and she spent enough time with those guys not to want to see them for one night. 

 Cassie spotted Sonya at one of tables in the back smiling as she spoke to the black waiter. At least she was in a good mood. Until we talk anyway. 

“What’s up?” asked Cassie. 

“Thank you,” said Sonya to the waiter. The older blonde wore a thin turtleneck without a bra, her nipples nudging through. Her hair had been done - the same length, but it was definitely a more stylish cut than what she would normally see on her mother. Man, she’s found somebody.

 By comparison, Cassie showed up in a pair of shorts and band shirt. Maybe she was a little underdressed for this stiff place. “You look good,” said Sonya with a tender look in her eyes. “My beautiful daughter.” 

 The short-haired blonde blushed abashedly. “Mom… Don’t say stuff like that. What the hell.” 

“Your boobs are getting bigger too. I bet those guys you work with have noticed you.”

“Mom! Stop!” Cassie’s tone was rough, her gaze intense; but she couldn't stop blushing. Sonya wasn’t wrong either. Her boobs had kept growing for whatever reason, even though her sex life was practically non-existent. If she had learned anything from her parents’ troubled marriage, it was that she didn’t want to end up the same way. Even if it meant waiting till forty, she’d wait for the right guy. 

 Sonya reached across the table and grabbed her lovingly by the hand. “Sorry, I’m just a little too playful tonight.”

“Yeah?” Cassie pulled her hand back and crossed her arms. “What, you got a date after this or something?”

 Sonya grinned. “Something like that.” 

 As her mom moved she could see a flash of something under her hair. Earrings? On Mom? “This guy has got you wearing earrings? 

 She reached across the table uninvited and parted the blonde locks to see a black queen of spades in her palm. Which was a… uh… strange choice. Does she even know what this means? Given how many girls she met that considered themselves snowbunnies, she knew exactly what that queen of spades stood for. A loyal BBC worshiper if single and a cruel cuckoldress if it happened to be on a married woman. 

 I guess there’s no real way Mom could know that… Cassie would’ve brought it up, but it was just too awkward. The last thing she wanted was to spend this evening trying to explain interracial culture. Not that she knew much about it either. Cassie had nothing against people doing stuff like that, but she couldn't imagine being with a guy that looked so different from her. And what about the babies? She looked so much like her mom. It sure would be weird to raise a daughter that looked altogether different… 

“I was thinking maybe we could see each other this weekend,” said Sonya. “Go to a movie. A little girls’ night out.” 

“Girls’ night out?” Cassie tried to restrain her cringe. She wouldn’t have done anything like that even with her female friends, which admittedly weren’t many… if any. But with her mom, of all things? We’re not going to be hooking up with guys together, Jesus. 

“What do you say?”

“Uhhh… We’ll see about that. What about your boyfriend? You don’t want me to meet him or something?”

“Meet him? Oh, not at all. That’s just my business.” 

“Your business?” Now this was getting insulting. “I mean you’re changing your appearance for this guy, I might as well meet him.” 

“Some other time, maybe.” 

 Truth be told, she would’ve avoided meeting him at any costs if her mother hadn’t shown such a reluctance towards it. What is she hiding, really? 

 The rest of their little meeting went fine, but Cassie hadn’t let go of that question mark. And since her mom said she was meeting her date after, there was no reason not to… track her a little bit. After all, they were family. What was a little stalking between mother and daughter? 

 They hugged and said their goodbyes, then went their separate ways. Cassie gave Sonya a few good moments, then started trailing after her. The sun was down, so it wasn’t too difficult. The older blonde wasn’t even getting in any car - just casually strolling down the street. 

 Cassie saw her making steps in the direction of a club. Despite the line, the huge bouncer at the front let her pass. Cassie steeled her resolve and followed after her. Two massive palms suddenly shoved into her chest. “Where do you think you’re going?” asked the guy roughly, his spit hitting her in the face. “Back of the line!” 

 From the look in his eyes she could tell that he was being serious. So my mom gets to pass but I don’t? That was so, so wrong. What’s she doing at this place anyway? Isn’t she a little old to be coming to a club like this? 

 Instead of going home as a normal person might have, Cassie decided to stake the place out and see just what kind of guy she was going to walk out of there with. 

 It only took about an hour until she saw Sonya emerge, hand in hand with some black guy. So those earrings… they weren’t an accident? Just looking at her mom standing there next to a tall dark stud was making her feel deeply, deeply uncomfortable. The only man she was used to seeing her mom around was her dad. That was what she was used to. Not this… 

 By the looks of him this muscular guy was not only much younger than Sonya, but possibly younger than Cassie herself, or at least of the same age. Maybe they’re just friends, she thought optimistically. Already, Cassie came up with a theory of how they might have been waiting for their own dates and crossed paths that way. 

 The two went to a cab and Cassie slunk into one as well. “Follow that taxi, please.” 

 The cars went a couple of blocks into another neighborhood and parked. Cassie waited for her mom to get out with her date and went after them furtively. Where is she even going with him!?

 They went up the staircase and lights turned on in an apartment. There was no way to follow them in, so the blonde decided to take a different alternative. She climbed the fire escape till she got to the same level and looked inside. There, in a simple-looking bedroom, her mom was making out with the guy, his strong black fingers moving across her body down towards her powerful glutes. 

 Whatever hope Cassie might have had that this was a one time thing got destroyed when she saw the pictures by the side of the table. One of them featured her and her mom, with her dad ripped out. But the other now showed her mom together with this black guy. So they’re in a relationship? Wow…

 Cassie stood there, entranced, watching the two make out. It was oddly arousing, though she told herself there was no way she could get turned on by looking at her own mom. But this behavior was so out of the ordinary that it was almost like she was indulging in some fantasy porn flick. 

 Sonya took off the guy’s shirt and kissed his chest. His dark as night skin gleamed as the muscles flexed underneath, and Cassie swallowed dryly at the sight of his sculpted torso. Though she herself sat out in the cold, she could feel her body heating up, and there were tingles coming from her tummy. 

 I should go back… she told herself. 

 But she couldn't stop watching. 

 He began to undress the older blonde in turn, peeling off the turtleneck to reveal the milf physique built by years of hard work. Cassie looked away for a second, unwilling to look at her mom’s nakedness. But as her eyes went back to the spectacle before her, she could see not only the blonde’s breasts moving against his dark body from the side, but the new tattoos that inked across her upper body. 

 Black roses wrapped around her arms while a black power tattoo was on her forearm. As the young stud turned her around to get off her skirt, Cassie could see the letter tattoos encircling her nipples: one very clearly said BLACK ONLY, while the other said BLACK IS BETTER. As the skirt fell away, she could see an additional Queen of Spades tattoo over her pussy, and once he turned her around, Cassie caught sight of a half a dozen others covering her back, including a black and white American flag and a serial bar over her ass along with the words BLACK MALE PROPERTY. 

 Those can’t be real, Cassie told herself. They must be roleplaying, right? She looked around, thinking some hidden cameraman would come out to tell her this was a prank or something. Each time the strong dark hands squeezed a curve on her mom’s body she thought back at her family life and her dad and felt her heart break.

 There was something in the way Sonya acted that confused the hell out of Cassie. Whenever she had seen her parents together beforehand, it was always her mom that was the less affectionate one, acting almost awkwardly when her dad tried to hug her or kiss her in front of others. This time it was Sonya lovingly tracing her fingers over the ebony body before her and kissing it breathlessly, trailing down to his crotch. 

 Just as she got close to his belt, a strong black hand gripped her by the neck and lifted her up in a savage movement. Sonya dangled from his grip, choking helplessly, heels slipping from her feet. “Mom!” she cried out, but it wasn’t loud enough to penetrate through the glass. 

 The stud dropped Sonya to the ground and put a foot on top of her head, forcing her down in a prostrating position until her lips touched his other foot. She began to kiss her way up, going back to his dick. He pressed her face into his crotch, rubbing it in - Cassie could see his cock was getting so hard that it was showing through his pants, and the size of it was shocking. 

 Sonya finally undid his belt and unleashed his massive black cock, beaming with joy as it slapped her in the face. She massaged it tenderly with both manicured hands and nursed his balls in her warm mouth, then slowly brought the head past her wet lips. As more of it slipped inside her mouth, the stud rolled up his fingers in her blonde locks and hard-thrusted the rest of it in. 

 Cassie watched as her mom ended up pressed against the base of it, the shaft stretching out her neck and throbbing, her nostrils flaring for air only for drool to trickle. Her blue eyes were looking upwards, hoping to get a look at her lover, but he just throated her as hard as he could, clearly focused entirely on his own pleasure and the destruction of her white throat. 

 The black stud held her down so long that she began to asphyxiate and tapped him to let go. He made no sign of recognition. On the contrary, he decided to make sure she stayed there on his dick, putting his other leg around so he could put her in a chokehold as he fell on the side of the bed. His hand gave her a few rough smacks on the back of her head, forcing the already impaling shaft even deeper.

 He’s killing her! thought Cassie. There was no way she could live through the awkwardness of charging in there over them. At the same time, maybe this guy was genuinely not understanding what effect his rough treatment was having. Come on, come on!

 Afraid that something terrible might happen to her mom, Cassie kicked the window and broke the glass. “Let her go!” she screamed. “Let her go!” 

 The guy immediately released Sonya and looked towards the window. Sonya took a deep breath. Then her mom’s eyes held her. “Cassie?”

 The short-haired daughter turned around to go. “Mom, sorry, I-”

“Come inside. What are you doing out there?” Sonya rushed to the window and opened it, welcoming her in. 

 Cassie looked inside at both their naked bodies and averted her gaze. “Uhm…” 

 Sonya grabbed her by the arm and pulled. “Come on, come on!” 

 As she tumbled in, Cassie fell right under the shadow of the dripping big black cock. A warm drop of Sonya’s drool hit her on the cheek and coursed down her neck. “Honey, what were you doing out there?” 

 Cassie did her best to explain the situation. She was worried. 

“Aww, you’re sweet,” said Sonya, showing more affection than she ever had before. “Well, I wanted to ease you into it, but I suppose now I have to be completely open. This is my new boyfriend.” 

 The stud put out his arm to shake hands. “Nice to meet you. Damn, you’re even more beautiful than in the pictures.” 

 As their hands touched, Cassie glanced down and saw his cock throbbing powerfully.

“It seems you’ve made the right impression,” said Sonya. 

 Cassie could only look with embarrassment at her mom’s tattoos. “Mom, wh-”

“Shhh,” her mom cooed softly. “We can talk about things over later.”

 She looked down at the broken glass. “Sorry about your window.” 

 The stud whispered something into her mom’s ear and made her attentive. Sonya’s eyes stayed focused on Cassie’s the entire time. Then she bit her lip and grinned. “Darling, wouldn’t you like to stay over for the night? It’s so late already…” 

“S-Stay over?” Cassie stammered. “I don’t think so. Tomorrow is a big day we g-” 

 Sonya pushed her into the bed. “Enough about that. I’ll go make you some tea. In the meantime, you get to meet the replacement I’ve found for your father. Your new daddy..” 

 Her new what? Cassie was simply stunned as she lay on the bed. Sonya walked out of the room, leaving her alone with the stud that now slowly approached. “We should probably get to know each other better now,” he said with a smirk. “Since we’re family and all.” 

 Cassie stared at him breathlessly. The massive dick swayed between his legs. Only moments ago, it was choking the milf to death, and each time it pulsed Cassie could imagine the white skin stretched thin over it again. “I…” No words came to her mind. 

 He got on top of her effortlessly, straddling Cassie’s body as he pressed her down with his muscled body. Cassie could feel his intense heat and the weight of his dick as it landed over her stomach. “Your mommy loves you very much,” he said. “So I’m sure she wouldn’t mind.”

“Mind what?”

 He kissed her forcefully, shoving his tongue into her mouth as her fingers awkwardly danced in the air. This wasn’t combat. What was she supposed to do? Her hands went up to fight him off, but he quickly pinned them down and went on ravaging her neck with his mouth. “You taste and smell so good…” he said in a deep voice. “I always knew you’d be as hot as your mom.” 

 Cassie couldn't believe what she was hearing. He thought about her this way? And her mom was fine with it too? What had this guy done to her? Her strange behavior, the tattoos, and now leaving her like prey to a hungry wolf…

 The strong black hands ripped up her shirt, tearing it off audibly, then pulled the bra off of her huge breasts using his teeth. “Look at these nice baby feeders. Why would they ever let a chick like you serve? You belong at home raising kids and taking care of the house…” 

“No…” Cassie combated weakly. But she felt so aroused that she could barely talk. What would anyone say if they saw her like this? Especially the people that hated her. But no one was here.

 He sucked on one of her nipples and stretched it with his teeth, then slobered his lips and drool all the way down her abs till he reached her shorts. Cassie trembled as the heat of his breath hit her pussy through the fabric, getting goosebumps in anticipation of what would happen once he removed them. 

 The stud buried his head between her legs and started to eat her out, instantly plunging his tongue into her depths in a way that left her a shuddering mess. Cassie’s back arched, her cheeks blushed, and the first violent coos of pleasure escaped her mouth. 

 Sonya entered the room with the smoking tea and put it on the bedside table by the family picture with her father ripped out. “It seems you two are getting along…”

“M-Mom…” she stammered, ashamed. 

 The older blonde sat on the edge of the bed and took her by the hand lovingly. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. You’re welcome into my bed. You’re my daughter after all. He’s fantasized about inviting you over into the mix for weeks now. How could I say no to him? I always thought we’d wait before asking you, but I think maybe you were ready all along…”

 I’m not ready, thought Cassie, staring up at the ceiling as her mom’s black lover ate her out. Glimpses of her dad passed through her worried mind, and she wondered what he might have said if he watched this black stud making use of both his wife and daughter. 

 Sonya came in close and whispered hotly into her ear. “I want you to treat him nicely. He’s your daddy now. You understand? You do as he says.” Her mom began to fondle one of her breasts while her lips moved up to Cassie’s mouth. She kissed her, mother and daughter making out for the first time ever. 

 This is wrong! Cassie thought. But it felt too good to reject. It was all so crazy that it must’ve been a dream anyway. It doesn’t matter. Everything will be normal in the morning…

 The black bull pulled away from her pussy and came up, joining in the three-way kiss with Cassie’s juices still dripping from his mouth. “Nice and sweet,” said Sonya with a long satisfied drawl. 

 Cassie could feel him pushing into her even as they made out and panted, beads of sweat now gleaming from her forehead. The last time she had fucked was long enough ago for her to forget the feeling, and the size of this thing wasn’t anything she had ever come close to. 

 But with both her mom and the stud right over her, she could only bite her lip and moan under her breath as the black shaft stretched her lips open and rammed its way in. It was even more painful than her very first time. He’s making me feel like a stupid virgin. How does mom handle this? 

“It’ll feel so good, baby,” Sonya told her. “Just you wait.” 

 Her mom lay next to her and gently stroked the bull’s back as he lowered himself on top of Cassie and got into position. His dark eyes bore into her, his huge black dick advancing up inside of her. “You like that, huh?” he teased, kissing her on the mouth again. “Take it. Make your mommy proud.” 

 The bull only thrust in a couple of times but it was already in so deep that Cassie couldn't take it anymore. Tears welling in her eyes, she wrapped her arms around him pleadingly. “Stop, I can’t…”

 He grunted and rammed it in with renewed force. “Sure, you can. Your mom takes it well enough. You’re daddy’s little girl now. You gotta take it.” 

 Sonya grabbed her by the hand. “Relax, honey. Relax.” 

 Cassie closed her eyes, focusing only on the feeling of his big black cock as it broke her in. She could feel her wet little pussy flexing in response to his hard thrusts, trying to push him out before he did any permanent damage; but the strong head dove back in more forcefully than before, as if it were testing just exactly what she was capable of. At this point he had made his way so deep inside of her that she could barely feel her legs or the rest of her lower body. All she could feel was the heat of him spreading throughout and tingles coming from where her pussy and legs used to be.

“We gotta stretch out this little pussy,” he said jokingly. “What kind of men have you been screwing when they’ve left you so inexperienced?” 

 Sonya giggled. “Must’ve been white guys only.” 

 That was true. Cassie had only fucked only white guys. Sleeping with a black guy wasn’t something she had ever considered. And even now with that dick all the way inside of her, she still wasn’t sure her body was built to handle it. 

 The stud made out with her as she lay on the bed, halfway passed out, relishing the tightness of her young pussy. Not only did he have to fight to get back each time he rammed it back in, but he could feel the walls snugly wrapping around his dick and holding him in on his way out. 

“Grade A pussy, baby,” he whispered.

 Sonya sniffed darkly and wiped a bead of sweat near Cassie’s eye with a sharp nail. “Come on, now, you’re going to make me jealous.” 

“Don’t you worry. We’ll show her how it’s done soon enough.” 

 Sensing that Cassie was close to the end, he went as deep as it would go and used his hips to grind her insides with his dick. She gasped and opened her eyes wide, rolling them back as her nails scratched into his back. “Oh God,” said Cassie, shivering all over. “I’m going… I’m gonna…”

 The stud smirked and pulled out, then thrust in for one last time hard enough that it made her scream. Cassie began to come and pushed him off violently, closing off her legs. But he rubbed her pussy harshly, keeping them open, making her squirt even as she screamed from the raised sensitivity of her pussy. “Fuck!” Cassie let out one high-pitched shriek after another. But her final “Fuuuuck!…” was more of a sob, and with it she fell to the side of the bed, crying.

 Sonya laughed and cuddled her. The tattooed breasts were soft as they pushed into Cassie’s back. “It’s okay, sweetie. You’ll get used to it.”

“No, I can’t.” 

 How could she ever get used to that? It felt like he was splitting me apart. He’s too big. Too big…

 As mother and daughter held each other, the bull crawled over on the bed and put his dick to rest over both their faces. “Clean me up. Go on.” 

 As it rested against her lips, Cassie tasted the juices that flowed into her mouth. It tasted good, even though it came from her own pussy. Despite the trauma of her first time with it, she saw her mother kissing it and did the same. There was more than enough room on the massive thing for the both of them…





 Cassie woke up to the sound of her mom moaning loudly. The two had fucked so much the entire night that she could barely fall asleep and even heard it in her dreams. Now she woke up to find them fucking again. 

“I love you,” Sonya whispered.

“I love you, too, baby. You know that.” 

 All she wanted was to get out of bed and leave them on their own, but she was afraid they would start with her again. Her pussy still hurt and felt sensitive from the treatment she received, and at this point Sonya seemed to be too far gone to understand how even sharing her lover with her own daughter might be wrong. 

 I can’t believe we did this, thought Cassie. This is real.

“I think we should wake her up,” said Sonya. “It’s getting late.” 

 As soon as Cassie felt those strong black arms coming around her body, she got goosebumps. “Wake up, baby,” he told her, kissing her ear. “I’ve got a surprise for you.” 

 He pushed one of her legs forwards so her pussy would part and barely waited for her to show signs of being awake before he brought his dick to it and shoved it in from behind.

“Fuck,” whispered Cassie. It still felt big now, too, but it was a lot less painful than before. It almost felt good… almost…

 Sonya stood up and looked down at her. “Wow, you’re doing it honey.” Thick cum was dripping from her pussy and Cassie realized only now in the light of morning that there was a slight bump to her mom’s stomach. 

“This?” said Sonya, preempting her question. She put both hands over her stomach. “This is going to be your little brother.” 

 Cassie stared blankly at the growing white stomach at the Queen of Spades tattoo under it. Sonya took up her palm and placed it over the stomach. “White wombs were made for black babies, honey. It’s okay to accept that.”

 As he rammed his entire dick into her, Cassie yelped and lost control of her hand, then reached down to feel her raw pussy lips. She could feel that only about an inch of him was still out, and that the sweaty black balls were slapping against her with each thrust. 

 Sonya came down and started licking the stud from his balls up to his ass, using her hands to massage the full black nuts as she rimmed him. “Give Cassie a little seed, darling,” she cooed. “She’s earned it.” 

 As soon as she thought of impregnation, Cassie wanted to rise and get the hell out of there. But the bull’s arm held her down, his strong black fingers kneading her breast so hard that pain spiked all the way to her teeth. 

 No, thought Cassie, he can’t...  

 He thrust into her with animal frenzy, and the busty blonde could hear him groaning in her ear like some bull in heat getting ready to breed his sow. Once he was ready to come, he went in and out of her slowly, methodically, letting her pussy grind him down as Sonya ate his ass, then released all at once and kissed her shoulder. 

 Cassie jerked as she felt the hot seed getting dumped into her womb. The stud wasn’t even pulling out. He purposefully allowed her tight pussy to milk out every drop without spilling anything. Once he pulled out, he took a look at her reddened pussy and gave it a playful slap. He pushed her legs tightly together and whispered, “Don’t let a drop go to waste, baby. I wanna see those tits feeding my sons next year.” 

 Terrified, Cassie said nothing. 

 The bull turned on his chest and let her mother finish rimming him. 

 

 That day once she left Cassie told herself that she would never see either one again. As soon as she got home she washed out her pussy and cried thinking about how they had treated her. 

 But as soon as night came, she started thinking about them again. About her mom’s tender touch and the stud’s big black cock. Thinking about the little brother that would come out of their love. Her father had always wanted her mom to have another child and give him a son. But it seemed she only wanted a black son…

 Just thinking about it all made her feel so aroused that Cassie touched herself alone in her room. It was embarrassing for a strong girl like her to lose control like this. Or to give herself over to a black guy that would make her lose her father’s love forever. But that all just made it that much hotter…

 Laying in bed, she thought of Sonya’s tattoos and how she must have been getting pounded right that moment. She picked up the phone and called her mom, ringing enough times until she finally picked up. “Honey, what is it?” 

 Cassie came as soon as she heard her mom’s voice, embarrassing herself further by moaning like that over the phone. But Sonya just laughed happily. “Why don’t you come over?”  

 And that's how it started. Their life together. 

 Cassie moved in and worshiped the bull as enthusiastically as her mom, doing her best to please his black cock, whether that meant nursing his balls as he slept, humiliating herself before him and swearing off her white genes, or rimming him deep right as he filled up her mom. 

 The mom and daughter made an inseparable team now, getting fucked together day and night and occasionally competing with one another for bull’s affection. But they could also take comfort when he wasn’t there, cuddling in bed and making out, feeling each other’s growing tits and stomachs. 

 The tattoos soon followed as the young daughter decided to outdo her mother and cover her entire body in worship to the bull. But that included a tiny black spade at the corner of her mouth, left as a beauty mark that would subtly tell everyone what she was about. After all, Cassie was pregnant now as well. His seed was so potent that it had probably taken root that first time. But knowing they were both bred by the same black bull gave their relationship an edge that it never had. A passion to their kissing that came from sharing the same man and knowing they would share kids. 

 Though they were mother and daughter, what truly mattered was that they were both white toys made for the pleasure of black men and the breeding of black children. 

 And that was what made them truly happy. 

