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Son’s Best Friend’s Dad

Copyright 2017 by Stormbringer

Based on the comic script by Stormbringer and the art of Kaoscomics

“Bye! Catch lots of fish,” said Kate waving as her husband and son drove off on their weekend fishing trip.

She waited impatiently for them to drive out of sight before spinning around and racing into her house. The belt on her short robe came loose as she ran into the house, but Kate didn’t care. She had one thing on her mind and that was getting her son’s best friend’s cock inside her again. Tyson’s teenage black cock had taken her to sexual highs she hadn’t known possible and she thought about it constantly. She dreamed about him the night after they had fucked. She was thinking of his cock last night while her little dicked husband rutted on top of her until she pretended to orgasm. Most of all, she was thinking about sharing her bed with Ty for the entire weekend. A young bull like Ty could probably get it up for her a dozen times before her had to go home Monday.

Kate ran up the stairs, large breasts leading the way, her yellow robe flapping behind her like a cape. She didn’t glance at the family pictures hanging on the wall nor did she glance at her wedding picture. When she reached the second floor and the master bedroom, she let the robe drop to the floor completely.

Kate walked into the bathroom and turned the shower on to let the water warm up before turning back into the bedroom to grab her phone. They’ve left for the WE. Can’t wait to C U again stud! XOXO, she typed onto the phone before sending the message off to Tyson. She was sure the young black teen was as eager to get his wonderful cock in her again as she was to have it inside her. Her thighs were going damp in anticipation just thinking about him.

Kate slipped into the shower and let the hot water run over her body. She couldn’t get the image of Ty’s cock out of her brain. The hard nubs on her nipples were throbbing just as her pussy throbbed along with her pulse. Her heart was beating so fast she could hear it in her ears. Fucking her son’s friend had awakened something in her that she hadn’t felt since she was a teenager. Even as she ran her soapy hand down her flat tummy and over her strip of pubic hairs, her fingers slipped into the wet folds of her pussy trying to satisfy her needs. She bit her lower lip fighting the urge to satisfy herself, knowing that soon she’d have a tool much more capable of satisfying her then her thin little fingers.

Kate forced herself to focus on the shower, washing her hair and body with scented soaps. She wanted to smell good for her young lover. She expected this would be the first of many showers this weekend. Ty’s huge testicles were filled with more cum then her husband could ejaculate in a year. Sex with Tyson was a messy proposition yet she wanted him to cover her body with his seed. She hoped he would remember to bring condoms sized for her formidable cock. He’d cum so much in her husband’s small sized rubber that it had looked like a water balloon and been quite painful as it inflated inside her womb.

Kate finished her shower and dried her luscious body. She dried her long black hair. Dry, it was graying, but wet it looked darker making her look younger than her forty years. She noticed the light on her phone was flashing. She grabbed her glasses and checked it hoping it was a message from Ty. It was.

On my way. Gonna fuck you all WE long Mrs. H. He concluded it with an ASCII symbol of a long hard penis: 8=====D. Crude, she thought. Not like Ty at all, but the boy must be eager. She’d better hurry.

Kate walked over to her drawer and pulled out the little box. The lingerie had been a honeymoon present from her husband and she hadn’t worn it since. Her breasts were a prouder DD back then, but her heavier EE breasts still fit in the cups. The material was sheer and her entire areola were clearly visible as was her pubic strip through the panty. The sheer lingerie was purplish, the nylons were darker with purple rims, toes, and heels. She pulled the one up her long leg. It stopped at mid-thigh. It didn’t have a garter to hold it up, but then she didn’t need it. Kate wasn’t even sure why she was putting it on, she didn’t expect it to be on her body for very long. She hadn’t primped this much for a man in nearly fifteen years.

DING DONG!

The doorbell startled her. Dammit! She’d told Ty to use the back door. She didn’t want any nosy neighbors to see him, but the young black man had been a common sight at her house since he was ten years old. No one would be suspicious of him stopping by her house.

Kate opened the door, standing away from the entrance to keep any of her neighbors from seeing her nearly nude body. “Well, hello stud,” she purred posing sexily. “OH SHIT!” she cried when she finally saw who was at her door. She crossed her arms over her chest, but failed to cover her oversized breasts. The man in her doorway wasn’t Ty, but his father. “Mr. B… Brown, what are you doing here?”

Jerome Brown looked much like an older version of his son. He towered over her, one hand hooked in ratty sweats, the other hand holding a brown paper bag up to his face as he drank deep from the bottle hidden inside. He wore a stained white tee shirt, the black arms coming from the sleeves had bulging biceps larger than his son’s. He lowered the drink from his mouth revealing his white goatee. The hair on his head was still dark for a fifty-year-old man, but the sides were gray with stripes that made him look distinguished. His dark eyes looked in her the face moving down to her soda can sized areola, the nipples, poking out through the sheer bra, hard from thinking about his son’s cock. His eyes shone with approval, moving down her belly resting a second on the pubic strip beneath her panty before moving down to her nylons and back up to her breasts. “I’m here for the whore who been fucking my son,” he growled.

Kate’s heart skipped a beat. She couldn’t look him in the eyes and glanced away demurely. “I don’t know what you mean,” she lied.

Jerome leaned on her door jam, glaring down at her. “Don’t lie to me, slut.” He said harshly.

Kate’s body started to tremble and she fought to remain still and calm. No one had ever spoken to her like that before. Yet, the lingerie made her feel like a slut. Yet, she was wearing it not for her husband, but for her son’s best friend whose huge cock had her lusting after it again like a bitch in heat. She was a slut. “I’m not a slut,” she whispered.

Mr. Brown snorted. He held up his phone, no not his phone, but Tyson’s. She saw the picture from twenty years ago of her lips wrapped around her husband’s penis. The video that Tyson had used to blackmail her with. “Can’t say I blame you for seducing ma boy, seeing how pathetic your husband’s penis is,” said Jerome.

Kate’s cheeks flushed red. “Tyson stole that from my bedroom and tried to blackmail me into sex, but I refused,” she yelled angrily wagging her finger at him before clamping her mouth shut and hoping she hadn’t attracted the attention of any of her neighbors.

“You as big a lying whore as my ex-wife,” said Jerome. He was sneering at her. Kate couldn’t believe this big lying negro drunk was treating HER like he was superior to her. He flipped the image and Kate gasped in horror. Tyson had snapped a picture of her on her knees sucking his giant black cock. He flipped it again and there was a video. Brown held it right in front of her face. “Fuck me Ty. I love your big cock,” said her voice coming from the phone.

Kate’s hand came up to cover her lower mouth as she stared at the video that clearly showed her and Ty on the bed. Oh no Ty, what have you done,” she thought. She sighed resigning herself that this was going to cost her some savings. “What do you want? Money?” she asked. “How much?” And how would she explain it to John? Invent a gambling problem?

Brown snorted and leered at her. “It’s not what I want, whore.” He paused. “I’m here to give you what you want. A weekend fucking some dark meat. Not get dat white ass upstairs.”

Kate stepped backwards away from him in horror. “No,” she gasped. Ty may have blackmailed her, but he was a handsome really fit young black man and previously he’d always been respectful and polite to her. Mr. Brown was actually rather handsome and had bigger muscles then Ty, but he was older then she was, an unkept smelly slob and even worse in her eyes, a drunk. She found him disgusting and he certainly wasn’t polite and respectful. Kate spun around before she tripped over the lower step upstairs. She began to climb the steps giving him a great view of her bare ass cheeks as they flexed with each stair she climbed. She passed the picture of her happy family.

Kate heard the older black man guzzling at his bottle. He gasped afterwards and said. “This is yo lucky day. Tyson’s just a boy. He don’t know how to treat a woman like you yet.”

Kate had never been called names before. Her nipples throbbed beneath the bra. She passed her wedding picture. How dare he treat her like some slut. She felt a weird fluttering in her stomach.

“I’m gonna show you what a real man has to offer.”

Kate heard his heavy footstep on the first stair as he began to climb. Mr. Brown was very dominant and forceful, so unlike her rather timid husband who let her make all the decisions to avoid conflict. She wasn’t used to a take charge kind of man.  A fresh dampness formed between her legs soaking the bottom of the thong panty. Kate reached the top of the stairs and walked into her bedroom.

“Lose the bra,” he ordered, following her.

Kate unhooked it and let her top fall to the floor. She spun around embarrassed by how swollen her areola and nipples were.

“Dems some big ass white titties,” he said crassly, gazing at them with lustful approval.

Her breasts had always attracted a lot of attention from men, especially when she wore a bathing suit to the pool or beach and one Halloween she’d shown them off in an Elvira costume. Most of the time all the unwanted attention annoyed her, but lately with the lustful way Tyson and his dad stared at her bosom had her taking some shameful pride in her tits especially at her age. “What do you want?” she asked, trying to sound like she wanted to get this over with. She did want to get this over with. Hell, Jerome Brown was a fifty-year-old alcoholic, maybe he’d have erectile trouble and leave embarrassed.

“Let’s give you a taste of some cock,” he said, pulling his shirt off.

Kate was a bit taken aback by how impressed she was with his chest. John had a bigger gut then Jerome Brown had. Brown was all muscles and abs all much bigger than his son’s. He was hairy compared to the smooth chested Tyson with a lot of hair under his navel, running up really hard abdominals and spreading across his broad chest. She didn’t care for chest hair, but it looked good on Jerome making him look a little bestial. He put his hands on his hips, one still holding the bottle of booze. Kate knelt before him, crinkling her nose at the stench of alcohol from the bottle. She grabbed his sweats and slowly pulled them down. She crinkled her nose again as his underwear appeared. At some point they’d been white, but they were so dirty now with yellow stains and wispy pubic hairs stuck out through holes in the top. She wondered if he’d be as big as his son. Her eyes widened in surprise as his pants slid down his thighs and she saw the absolutely immense bulge that the dirty underwear was straining to contain.

Kate was filled with a strong desire to see what Mr. Brown’s black cock looked like. She reached up and pulled his underwear out and down. His huge cock flopped out, sticking out and angled downwards. The head was lighter than the shaft. Precum dripped down from the urethra in a volume that matched one of her husband’s entire ejaculation. She pulled the underwear down under testicles sized to match the massive cock, each ball as big as her fist. Kate reached up and grabbed the shaft. Jesus! She thought, he’s as big as Ty and it’s still growing.

“That’s it girl. Get to work.”

Kate slid her hand down to the base as the shaft continued to swell and grow. The head rose up towards her mouth and she leaned forwards to lick it. She couldn’t avoid the copious amount of precum leaking from the tip, but it didn’t taste bad. She licked the around the bulbous tip as it kept growing. Her jaw stretched out as wide as it could as she began bobbing her head over it. Her free hand came up to massage his balls. One testicle filled her palm as she massaged the nut trying to coax the semen out of it so she could get this ordeal over with. MMMMMMM! She moaned feeling the head push against her cheek before it pushed into her throat.

Stop it Kate, she willed. Fight it. You can’t be enjoying this. Remember whose cock this is. She released his testicles and focused on sucking him. She grabbed the veiny shaft tightly, bobbing her head as rapidly as she could. Her jaw ached with the strain, but she could still only manage about a third of his cock. Her mouth dripped with her saliva, loud slurping sounds filled the room.

“That’s it girl. Now ya getting into it.”

Don’t enjoy this, she thought. But it’s so big? Stop it. So good. Stop it, Kate. I hope his sperm tastes as good as his son’s. A happily married woman wouldn’t be having feelings like this. She didn’t even like performing oral sex, well until sucking Ty off that is. She was a decent married PTA mom, but she was acting like some sort of cock crazed…

“Slut. You is a great cocksucker. You didn’t get this good sucking that little white dick. Been practicing a lot on my son.” Brown groaned. “Sucking the cum right out of my balls. Here it cums.”

No, only once, she argued in her mind even as his cock head expanded to the point she started to choke. She released his shaft and placed both hands on his thighs pushing back so that the head filled her mouth. Her eyes crossed behind her glasses as she stared down the shaft watching the base of his shaft inflate, the swell moving forwards towards her lips. His cock head jerked once, her mouth filling with his hot seed almost instantly to the point it shot out around her lips before she could swallow it down. Kate began gulping even as her mouth filled again and again. Kate moaned as she swallowed his hot seed. It was so good. She looked up his muscular body. Mr. Brown was smirking down at her. The asshole knew she was enjoying this. His sperm was thicker and richer than his son’s and there was a lot more of it. It was fucking delicious. Kate continued staring into his eyes as she gulped down his seed.

Jerome pulled, pushing his cock down so that the next couple discharges from his cock covered her chest and cleavage in semen. He released his shaft, the hard rod springing up and spraying her face with several strands of cum. “Here’s the last of it,” he moaned.

Kate reached out and caressed the underside of his shaft. The strong veins along his cock were still throbbing even though it was starting to deflate. “Give me. I want it all,” she whimpered, squeezing his cock, and stroking upwards so that a final wad of semen flew out the end. It didn’t go far, landing on her carpet between her knees. She licked the sperm around her lips while her hand caressed down his cock. Kate looked respectfully up at him though one lens on her glasses was covered in his seed.

Kate came to her senses and yanked her hand away from his cock. It was sticking straight out now, bending down slightly. A second later in was curved downwards. She stared at as she pushed herself to her feet and ran to the bathroom.

Kate stood at the vanity and used a warm washcloth to clean her face. She washed her glasses off and returned them to her nose just as Ty’s dad strolled into the bathroom. He’d removed the dirty underwear. He walked up behind her and stood at the toilet, a steady stream of urine soon flowed out from his cock. He hadn’t bothered lifting the seat. “You suck a mean dick, Kate,” he complimented.

“Uh… Thanks, I guess,” she answered, not sure how to take it. She turned her attention to the sticky mess on her chest. He shook his cock before turning around and leaving.

Kate finished cleaning herself off and brushed her teeth. She flushed the toilet for Mr. Brown before walking back into her bedroom. He was seated on her bed nude. The middle aged black man’s dominant personality, his strong muscular physique, and especially the huge monster cock dangling between his legs exuded a powerful masculine presence. It made her stomach flutter and her natural instinct was to submit to him. The few times she’d met him before, he’d made her nervous for some reason. She hadn’t recognized it as a natural feminine reaction to his virile pure masculinity at the time. Now she knew and it scared her. She stepped up to him. “What now, Jerome?”

He smirked. “That’s Mr. Brown to you, slut.” His hand reached out and grabbed the hem of her panty, pulling out hard. “Let’s get you out of these things.” The thin fabric didn’t stand a chance, ripping off her body. She was left naked, but her glasses and her nylons.

“YIKES!” she squealed.

Brown stood, placing his hands on her hips. He spun her around and pushed her down on her marital bed. Kate scooted back as he climbed on the bed and kneeled between her legs. His cock was already rising in anticipation. It settled on her body. The base lay above the opening of her pussy, the head snug between her breasts. She gasped realizing exactly how deep the monster would be penetrating her. “You want this slut?” he asked.

It frightened her, but she still yearned for it. It filled the married wife and mom with shame, but she did want it. “Yes, Mr. Brown,” she answered truthfully.

He nodded smugly and looked at her lustfully and a little contemptuously. “Then put it in,” he ordered.

“You need to wear a condom,” she pleaded, afraid a man like Jerome Brown would refuse. She was right between cycles, the most dangerous time to risk impregnation especially with a partner as virile as Brown.

“Didn’t bring any,” he grunted. His cock was hardening and rising again.

Kate slid her hand over and under her husband’s pillow. He usually kept a few condoms hidden there. She sighed with relief when her hand felt the square plastic packet. She pulled it out and ripped the packet open knowing it would be too small for a cock like Mr. Brown’s. Ty had promised to bring larger ones since her husband’s standard condoms were too small for his dick.

The huge black cock was rearing up between her breasts. She placed the rubber over the tip and stretched it wide around the head. “That little thing covers yo husband?” grunted Jerome, seemingly amused. “Pathetic.” A part of her was starting to agree as the rubber stopped just under the flare of his cock head. She pinched and stretched out the receptacle, remembering how Ty had swelled the thing up like a water balloon when he came. It looked already full of Brown’s precum alone. She prayed the thing would hold.

“Don’t normally where the damn things.” Brown pulled back on the bed so that his cock slid down her body. The head fell on the opening of her pussy. “XXXL Titanic sized rubbers are too fuckin expensive.” Kate reached down and held herself open for him knowing this was going to be a tight fit. He wasn’t even holding his shaft to guide it in, he was so hard and sturdy. He pushed forwards.

“OH GOD!” Kate gasped as the condom covered head pushed inside stretching her wide open for him.

“Besides, I like seeding my pussies.”

Kate closed her eyes behind her glasses, gritting her teeth as Brown pushed deeper. She was grateful for her indiscretion with his son last week. She wasn’t sure she could have handled Brown’s cock if his son hadn’t already opened her up. He cupped her knees in his arms lifting her nylon covered legs until they were nearly over his shoulders. He braced his hands on the mattress and pushed deeper. “OW!” she squealed, wincing. “My cervix!”

“Knock knock,” he grunted, angling his cock down and pushing hard.

“It’s pushing into my womb!” she cried.

“Ball’s deep,” grunted Brown, leaning down over her. Kate lifted her legs and wrapped them around his hips. His eyes glared down at her, staring intently at her face. At first, Kate tried to avert her gaze, looking away in embarrassment. He pulled back a few inches, slamming his cock forwards and holding it still again. She grunted and looked up at him, staring through the lens of her glasses into his dark eyes. He flexed his cock, sending vibration throughout her pussy. Kate trembled, still staring at him as he flexed his cock again. He was fully aware of what his mighty weapon could do to a woman. She couldn’t break the gaze, staring at this domineering man while he flexed his cock again and again. “You like this cock?”

“Yes,” whispered Kate. Her vaginal muscles were squeezing down around his shaft as a pressure began building in her womb, a pressure she’d only experienced previously with his son. Her hands wrapped up in her bed sheet, pulling hard on it. His right hand grabbed her neck domineeringly, but his grip didn’t tighten. Her lips parted as she moaned, and it was Brown that broke their hypnotic gaze as he brought his mouth down on her lips. She kissed him back with more passion and lust than she’d ever shown her husband. Kate couldn’t take the constant flexing of his cock anymore. So full, she thought. His big cock is making me cum. The damn burst, her pussy squeezing down so hard around his shaft he couldn’t flex it anymore even as she soaked the huge cock with her orgasmic fluids. Her pussy muscles tugging forwards along the shaft eager for his seed.

Dayumn! Her cunny is milking my cock, thought Brown. It had been a long time since he’d fucked a woman whose body seemed designed for a giant black cock. He could even feel her pulse inside her pussy as it relaxed its grip on his junk, but only for a second. He started working his cock in and out a little now and almost immediately she was cumming all over it again. This is some grade A white pussy, he decided, their tongues still embracing as they kissed.

Brown removed his tongue and kissed her lips before pushing himself up until her was kneeling. Kate watched him rise above her. She almost looked scared, knowing he was about to really start fucking her. She’d cum twice and they hadn’t even started yet. He cupped her knees and slowly started fucking her. He only removed and inch before slamming it forwards, then two, then three. At four, she came again, squirting fluid all over his crotch and soaking his balls. Each time he slammed it forwards there was a loud squish as he buried it in her white pussy.

SQUISH! SQUISH! SQUISH!

The noise was constant now as Mr. Brown picked up speed. Kate came again and again. He was nearly fucking her with the entire shaft. His virgin son had been amazing in bed, but this was an experienced man that knew how to fuck.

“AAAAAHHHH!” Kate’s entire body shook as she stared at his hairy muscular chest. Another one, she thought, her eyes moving up his chest to his hard-lined face. How many was that? Five… six… and another was already building. Kate was getting exactly what she wanted this weekend only instead of getting it from her son’s best friend, a nice young man, she was getting it from his older, brutish father. She squirted again, soaking his thrusting cock. The bed sheets under their crotches were soaking wet, she was squirting so much.

WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!

Brown fucked her hard with the full length of his cock, her legs locking around his back, trying to pull him deep into her, to hold him inside her forever, but he was too strong, and his balls slapped hard against her thighs with enough force it stung. Kate didn’t care. She was cumming again.

“CUMMING!” she screamed. “OH MY GOD! FUCK ME!”

“So good. So good. SO GOOOOOD!” She reached down and squeezed her breasts. Her fingers found her nipples, pinching them hard attempting to take her mind off the overwhelming pleasure in her pussy. It only increased her pleasure to the point she feared she might pass out. Deep in the back of her mind, a small fear began growing. Brown couldn’t keep up this fast pace much longer. He was going to cum soon. Ty’s seed had filled the undersized tip of the condom to the point it had filled like a water balloon. The pain had been akin to giving birth and she had no doubt after swallowing his load that Brown’s cum would be expanding the condom’s receptacle even larger. But it was hard to worry about, when you couldn’t stop cumming. Kate came to her senses when Brown uttered one word.

“Cumming,” he grunted, shoving his cock deep.

She released her nipples and grabbed the sheets, sitting up in alarm. “Pull it out!” His cock throbbed, and Kate felt her womb began to expand. “OOOWW! PULL IT OUT!!”

“It’s stuck in yo cervix,” he growled, trying to pull his hips back.

“It hurts. Please?” she begged as her eyes watered. The inflating receptacle now felt as big as her son’s head had when she gave birth and Brown’s cock was still pumping it full of sperm.

Kate fell back on the bed, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the sheets on her mattress. Sweat beaded her brow as the tears continued to fall down her cheeks. Just when she felt she couldn’t take the pain any more, her womb flooded with liquid heat. “That’s better,” she moaned, the pain disappearing. The warmth spread out, permeating her body. “YES!” she whimpered as waves of pleasure had her writhing on her bed, her pussy grinding into his cock. Suddenly, her body bucked up into his cock. “I’m cumming again!” she screamed. Spasms rocked her body causing the bed to shake like she was having a seizure. Brown’s cock was still squirting as he managed to pull it through her cervix. Jets of his hot seed hosed her closing cervix with more warmth even as a flood of sperm followed his retreating cock from her womb. And still, her body continued bucking under the throes of a powerful orgasm.