THE FAMILY_(1)

Kyle and Jill Madigan were happily married with two beautiful daughters aged 15 and 12 in the summer of 2012. They had a good marriage and were very much in love. They had married in 1996 and their daughter Layla was born a year later. Their lives were a struggle and when Alexis was born in 2000 they had a hard time of it until Kyle graduated college shortly after, but since then their lives had become typical of upper middle income families. Kyle had risen quickly at his firm and they led comfortable lives not wanting for anything they needed.

Jill was a warm hearted woman that was loved by everyone that knew her and her and Kyle’s relationship with their daughters was very close; so close in fact that every mother that knew them was jealous of how they seemed more friends than parents and daughters. Everyone wanted to know their secret to managing their girls. The girls themselves for all outward appearances were very well mannered, good girls.

Everything was not as it appeared in the Madigan home though. Jill loved her husband with all her heart but she had needs that he could never understand or fill. Before she had met and fell in love with her husband she had been meeting with an older black man for sex in a somewhat surreptitious relationship. She knew she could never be with a black man without losing her family and friends back then. While race relations had improved a lot by the 1990’s her relatives and close friends and their families still did not believe in the races mingling sexually or intermarrying.

Omar was 32 in 1993 and she 15 when she first met him at a 5K run for charity she was participating in. He was 6′ 2″ and very fit and muscular and his cock was outlined very plainly in his running shorts. She felt uncomfortable when he had first said something to her and she had glanced down and saw his large dick so obvious to anyone’s gaze. They talked about the race and he inquired if she run often and if that was how she acquired such a wonderful body. She had blushed and became quite embarrassed by an older man with such an enormous cock finding her attractive.

He had asked her to have coffee with him after the race but she would never feel comfortable being seen in public alone with an older black guy and put him off saying, “Maybe another time”. When he had asked for her number she hesitated, but she really found him to be a nice man in spite of his being black. She later wondered if she had really found him that attractive and nice or if it had just been the wetness she felt and the throbbing at her clit she experienced the whole time they talked as her gaze couldn’t stray from his big dick for long. She felt more mature when she talked to Omar. He talked and treated her as an adult not a teenaged girl. He made her feel special and pretty and desired as a woman not a girl. She enjoyed the attention of an older man even if he was Black. She was no virgin and loved the feel of a hard cock provoking orgasms from deep within her and she was sure his dick could perform that feat effortlessly. No matter the reason she had given him her number.

Over the next few weeks they had talked for some long minutes and gotten to know each other pretty well. He kept asking her out but she just couldn’t bring herself to taking the chance of being seen with him by her friends or family. Finally she had to tell him why she wouldn’t go out with him while assuring him that she had no problem being with him other than that. Her family was the most important thing in her life. He was very understanding of her position but indicated he really wanted to be with her in person if just to talk. He invited her to his home in a well-known gated community 20 minutes or so out of town. Every home in it was an estate with at least ten acres crisscrossed by streams and small lakes. Most of the homes were hidden from the road by stands of old oak trees surrounding them. It was a very spacious community of wealthy people that liked their privacy.

Just the fact of him living behind those big gates with a guard at the entry was enough to convince her to go. She had heard many stories of the homes behind those gates and was intrigued by the thought of seeing them. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew she could do anything there and no one would ever know. Since beginning to talk to Omar she had spent many minutes with him on the phone and her hand rubbing her clit remembering his cock and the feelings it instilled in her as she gazed at it. Shortly after meeting Omar she had turned sixteen and got her driver’s license and her first car. She agreed to come to his home the following Friday evening. Needless to say Friday evening was the first time she felt Omar’s big cock stretching her pussy in ways that had her permanently addicted to fucking him.

They met at his home at least once a week for months and she would have been there every day if she could have accomplished it without arousing anyone’s suspicions or curiosity’s of where she went. Then there was the day she was out shopping and Omar called and asked her if she wished to come to a small party he was having with some friends at his home. She wanted to go for sure but she asked if there was any chance anyone could know her. Omars laugh should have instilled a premonition of what was to come but when he said, “No baby, I can assure you nobody here knows you…yet!”, she began walking to her car with a hunger in her pussy and a smile on her face knowing shortly she would feel his huge cock pummeling her pussy.

When she arrived she found out the “Small Party”, was actually a group of well hung black men sitting around the pool drinking nude and she was to be the party favor for them all. She couldn’t lie and say she didn’t welcome what she got as they fucked all her holes repeatedly for hours and hours but she was surprised that Omar would put her out there like he did. That was the day she realized that she would always need black men in her life. It was also the day she realized how she loved being an exhibitionist sexually, having people watch her being fucked and fucking black dicks. The feeling of her pussy being stretched painfully while a black man’s hot cum spewed deeply inside her, soothing the hurt of his dick as she begged for more became an ingrained need that day.

Then she met Kyle and learned to love him as a person and she felt guilty each time she met with Omar and his friends so she told him of her feelings and that she wasn’t coming anymore. As usual he was very understanding and wished her the best while assuring her she would be missed badly and was welcome anytime if she changed her mind. She knew Omar wouldn’t do without. He had brought other women to their get-togethers very often the last few months. While full of hard, fat black dick it had been reasonably easy to talk her and the other girls into having sex for the pleasure of the guys present. She had learned to look forward to those encounters. She loved to suck a woman’s pussy while people watched. She held nothing back when at Omar’s, his home was where she could unleash her inner slut completely, her sanctuary from the morals that restricted her enjoying every moment of her “Normal” life.

Her and Kyle married, had kids and were happy.