Lunch Break part three

Lunch Break part threeIf you had asked me before lunch what my deepest, darkest fantasy was, I would have told you it was to have my big-titted wife and her younger pretty little sister in the sack in a threesome... that was an hour ago, that was a lifetime ago.Now, I was in a stranger's house, a black man, with a HUGE BLACK COCK, 10 or 12 inches up in my no longer virgin ass. It didn't hurt anymore, his spit and precum were enough, plus I was pushing back on him, and it helped me relax. I am a sergeant in the Sheriff's office, a husband, a father, but now, in this moment, I am only a fuck hole for this king.My hands are shaking, my toes are clenched, and my little hard clit is cumming onto his couch. He got my wife on the phone, facetime, it was pointed at us, but I had long forgotten all of that. It was like I was on d**gs, maybe it was the adrenaline pumping through me from being man-handled by this monster. He saw me ordering my lunch, liked my big bottom, and somehow I wound up here, face down, getting beat by him. His fat heavy balls slapping over my little tight sack and into my leaking clit.I'm not gay, at least I wasn't, but my wife is about to think that I'm a BBC sissy.The front door opens- that's right! He gave her the address! How long has he been fucking me? How many times has he cummed, how many times have I? I looked past düzce escort the pool of my pearly semen on his cushion, back to the opening door, and saw my wife, and teenage daughter looking in at what I'd become.He knew what he had done, he'd ruined my family, changed me, changed all of us forever. He slapped my jiggling ass, probably left his mark bright red on my cheek, then he grabbed it and fucked me harder for a few seconds, before he flipped me around. He shoved his thick, muscled arms under my legs, pulling my hips back toward him, shoving his full foot of BLACK COCK inside me. It was hot, I felt a shiver as a pulse of cum jumped out of my little clit, hitting my chin, a second hit my mouth as I made a girl's noise, a sissy noise.He laughed a little.Come here baby gurl, bounce on my shit!And with that, he lifted me into to the air, hands firm on my big cheeks, squeezing them open, moving his COCK deep up inside me, as he threw me onto him. My hands flew around his shoulders, my chin resting on his neck, as he pumped into me. I started to cry, the pleasure was too much for me to bear. I was his.Jesus! You little faggot!I opened my eyes and looked back to the door. My wife was staring at me- almost forgot she was there.Close the door, Jamie. No one else needs to see your father- this faggot, getting escort düzce fucked.My daughter closed the door. Why in the world had she brought Jamie? I later learned that she had already seen me getting fucked on the phone. What was the point?I had no shame. He had fucked it out of me, but if I did, it would have come out now. Because he told them to come get a better look.I told you I had sumpin to show you, dint I?My wife stared into my crying eyes, then sat down in a chair next us.Aint neva seen no dick like mine, huh?No.You can't blame this bitch neither, huh?Uh-uh.I had never heard my wife's voice sound like that. She must be looking at his cock, I thought. I looked over, and saw her staring at it sliding in and out of me in long deep strokes. Then I noticed my little girl, slipping her hand into her panties, masturbating at the sight of his THICK NIGGA COCK. He laid me down panting on the couch. Turned me over on my stomach, knees on the floor.Cum ere, wifey. You too little girl.I let it happen. Didn't even say a word. He took my wife in his arm, and pulled her up, kissing her with his thick lips. He grabbed her ass, just like mine, holding it hard in his big hand. She didn't even wait to be told, and wiggled out of her pants. He laid her on top of me, her fat tits on my sweaty back. We're düzce escort bayan gonna have to change some things, honey.She whispered in my ear, as a weight hit us... it was my daughter. I could hear her gasp from above.This a dream cum true. The fucking Cleavers bent ova my couch, pussies out, wet as shit!My wife put her hands back, pulling her cheeks apart, so he could slide in without hurting her too much to start. Spit on your hand and rub it in, Jamie-My wife was trying to help, but HE slapped her ass hard, and she groaned in my ear.I got dat shit!And I heard him spit loudly on my young daughter's pussy.Can she take it?I don't know.Answered my wife. She said I shouldn't start worrying now about my family, but then my ass got stretched open again. He fucked me while he licked my daughter, his face pushing deep in her pussy, before telling me how sweet it was, before sliding out of me and right into my wife.She came, fast and hard, gasping as he quaking stretched out pussy dripped down on my ass. All of this before he was even halfway in. I couldn't see, but that veiny BULL COCK slid in a while longer before she was pushed down onto me. My wife was moaning right into my ear. She made sounds I'd never heard before- actually, they were close to the sounds I had made... even closer to the sounds my daughter was soon making.What have I done? I thought for a moment. As a family we had never been physically closer, but we were worlds apart. Our juices intermingled, fucked deeper harder longer, than any of us had ever dreamt. Was this a dream, or was this, now, the life I had made for us all? Oh dear God, what have I done?