The Mother-in-law
“Thanks for doing this,” said Beth.
“No trouble at all, sweetie,” said Mary, licking a white glob
of her lips. Her cheeks were puffy. The black man beside her turned and smiled.
“This is Teddy.”
“Theodore Freeman,” said the black man, reaching back to
shake her hand. Beth took his hand feeling her pussy lubricate as soon as she
touched him. The man had to be past seventy years old, but still had the cocky
aura of dominance that represented the alpha males. He had a bald pate with a
rim of white hair around his head and white sideburns coming down into a
mustache in the Franz Josef style, but no beard. His lips were broad and darker
than his black skin. Teddy also had a large flat nose that dominated the space
above his mustache. “I must say your picture did not do you justice.”
“My picture?”
“The one of you and your husband on the beach at Mary’s
house.”
Beth nodded. Mary moved the rear-view mirror down to take in
Beth’s body. “What’s with the outfit?”
“Long story,” said Beth.
Mary moved the mirror back up. “Are you okay?” Mary saw tears
start to roll down Beth’s cheeks. “I know what you’re going through, honey.
We’ll talk when we get home. You look tired. Why don’t you lay down and try to
sleep?”
Beth laid down and tried to take her advice. The drive to
Miami would be just under four hours. She stretched out finding that back seat
uncomfortable, but she was exhausted. She slowed her breathing, rhythmically
exhaling and letting her chest rise and fall. Goosebumps rose on her arms and
her nipples hardened, painfully poking out through Charli’s plaid shirt. Cool
air from the air conditioner blew on one nipple that was exposed through a gap
in her shirt. She felt like she was being watched.
“Jesus Christ,” whispered Teddy. “I’ve never seen her like
before.”
“Down boy,” said Mary. “And I like to think I was pretty darn
close to looking that good back in my day.”
“You’re still pretty darn close, sugar,” said Teddy.
“Nice save.”
Beth felt the car speeding up fast and assumed they’d turned
on to the Florida Turnpike. “I gotta say that body was built for stripping or
making porn. How’d that white boy ever snag that?”
“She was pretty much an uptight sexually repressed bitch. I
was the same before meeting Titus’ father, though I wasn’t as bitchy. I’m
guessing things are different now for her since Titus stole her from David.”
“Reminds me of the Wodaabe’s wife stealing night dance.”
“Do tell, Professor.”
“They’re an ethnic group in Nigeria and Cameroon. It’s a
dance festival where men are allowed to steal women, married or not. They can
keep them unless the woman disagrees or they get caught in the practice of
stealing the wife. Some cultures practice Kusasa Fumbi, a sexual cleansing rite
in which a young girl at menstruation or a widow is expected to have sex with a
hung male to cleanse herself. In the widow’s case, the hung male is often the
brother-in-law.”
“Hmm, guess Titus couldn’t wait for David to die.”
“You ever hear of York?”
“Peppermint Patty or Pennsylvania?”
Teddy smiled. “Many Indian tribes had sexual practices that
believed that sharing wives was a type of power sharing. The Dakota tribes
thought the white men of the Lewis and Clark expedition had big medicine and
shared their wives with them believing their medicine would transfer to the
Indians.”
“What does that have to do with York?”
“York was Clark’s negro slave. His strong physique and dark
black skin meant big medicine to the tribes, very BIG medicine. One Arikara warrior stood guard outside his
hut so that York could mate with his wife without being disturbed. He bragged
he would soon possess a phallus the size of Tatanka, the buffalo while his
wife’s screams of pleasure came from the teepee. All the tribe’s women wanted a
share of York’s BIG medicine.”
“You have such interesting stories, Teddy,” said Mary.
“Care if I share some big medicine with that fine-looking
woman in back?”
“As long as she’s cool with it, but go easy. I’m guessing
she’s pregnant.”
“Damn!
Beth felt her pussy spurt at the thought of Teddy mounting
her. He was certainly one of Mary’s bulls and would know exactly what he was
doing. Beth did finally fall asleep and missed the rest of their conversation,
but she dreamed that she was nude in a teepee and Teddy was mounting her again
and again.
Beth woke up as the car was traveling on I-95 through Miami.
Mary turned on her exit and was soon pulling into her house. “Thanks for coming
with me Teddy,” said Mary.
“No problem,” said the old black man, eyes widening as he
watched Beth get out of the back seat. His eyes traveled up from her boots
along her legs to the short shorts, lingering on her belly and breasts tied up
with the plaid shirt. “Damn, Miss Beth, but you are one fine looking woman.”
“Thank you,” said Beth, smiling politely. “But, I’m about
ready to burn this outfit.”
“Now why would you do that, Miss Beth?”
She sighed. “It’s a long story.”
“And I want to hear it,” jumped in Mary. “Sorry to cut your
visit short, Teddy, but I want to spend some time talking with my daughter in
law.”
“Of course,” said Teddy, running his eyes along Beth’s body
again. He then turned and pulled Mary into his arms, giving her a passionate
kiss. When he broke the kiss, Mary was breathing heavily and her nipples were
prominent through her blouse. She gave Beth a slightly mean glare that softened
quickly.
Beth’s eyes were on the impressive bulge beneath Teddy’s
trousers. “Look, I’m sorry I’m a third wheel. I just didn’t know who else to
call. I could leave you two alone for a while.”
“It’s alright dear,” said Mary.
Teddy gave her another kiss, only this one was an
affectionate peck on the cheek. He walked over to another car in the driveway.
It was a fairly new Lincoln. “Seems nice,” said Beth.
“He’s wonderful. Teddy’s a fascinating man. He’s a professor
of cultural anthropology, specializing in sexual practices and tribal Africa.
The man’s got a lot of interesting facts bouncing around his brain and his
students love him. We’re very close.” Mary unlocked her house and Beth followed
her inside. “He’s asked me to marry him several times and one of these days, I
think I’ll say yes.”
“That’s wonderful, but he’s…”
“I know, he’s a little old, same age as my father was to be
exact. Teddy’s great though and can still go strong, if you get my meaning.”
Mary winked at Beth and Beth nodded back. “They’re better when they’re old
Beth.”
“What do you mean?”
“If you’re starting to understand the nature of men like my
son and his dad. I’m sure David mentioned to you how meeting Augustus destroyed
my marriage.”
“Yes, I know what happened.”
“Destroyed my marriage, but not my life Beth. Gus, was the
greatest thing to ever happen to me and giving me Titus was the greatest gift a
man like him could give. I’m assuming you’re pregnant.”
The damn broke and Beth began to cry. Mary opened her arms
and she ran into them. “He left me, Mary,” she sobbed. “Just drove off on his bike
with another woman.”
“I’m sorry, honey,” said Mary, stroking her hair. “I know it
hurts.”
“He told me he loved me.”
“If he told you he loved you, then he loves you, Beth.
Paragons are compelled by their need to spread their genetic material around
more than they are compelled by love.”
“Paragons?”
“That’s the name Teddy calls men like him or Titus. He
believes that the mythological tales of heroes are based on Paragons such as
himself. Mythic heroes like Hercules and others from all over the world talk
about these men roaming around having adventures and usually seducing women.
They are looked on as the best of men hence paragons.”
“Interesting.”
“I told you he’s a fascinating man. Anyway, it’s a drive that
seems to run its course during their youth. Teddy’s content now to have me as a
regular companion as well as a couple of his students every year.”
“He’s still cheating.”
“I said he slowed down. He’ll stop when he’s dead. In his
twenties and thirties, he traveled all over the world studying different
cultures and attitudes. Now let me fix you a sandwich. Later, we’ll have dinner
and you can tell me about what happened to you.”
Beth was mostly silent through dinner. Mary fried up some
grouper and the fish was excellent. She’d always been a good cook. Even though
Beth had never respected her lifestyle, she never minded going to Mary’s for
dinner.
Afterwards, Beth was sitting on the couch watching the news
when Mary came out with two glasses of red wine in her hand and sat down next
to her. “A little wine won’t hurt the baby,” she said, handing Beth the glass.
“Now tell me everything.” Mary grabbed the remote and turned the TV off.
Beth sighed and started from the beginning. “David made a
stupid bet with Titus on Christmas Eve over a game of poker. If David lost, I
would have to jerk Titus off.”
Mary nodded. “Well played. He got you to both see his erect
penis and touch it. Most women are size queens and are instantly smitten with
the sight of a Paragon’s penis. Almost thirty years and I still dream about
seeing Augustus walking nude down that beach in Jamaica and his wasn’t even
erect.”
Beth continued telling her story, getting to New Year’s Eve
and their walk on South Beach. “The sex was one thing, but he was also just
plain fun to be around. We went to the zoo, rode around on his bike. I started
enjoying spending time with him. Just when I’d begin to really like him, he’d
do something to betray me.”
Mary patted her knee. “That’s another thing about Paragons.
They know how to enjoy life. Every day is a new adventure with new experiences.
It’s an attractive quality”
Beth started her story again. She told about stripping at the
club, and her fist three-way, leaving out the fact that the second man was Gus.
She felt guilty telling how she left Mary’s other son on Valentine’s day and
made it to her first three-way with another woman and how she ended up with her
clothes when Titus abandoned her. That part had her crying again. Beth didn’t
feel the need to describe her lesbian encounter with Lily last night. “Do you
think I’m a slut?”
Mary laughed. “Of course, you’re a slut, dear, but then so am
I. You just described a normal week for me.” Mary grabbed a tissue from a box
nearby and wiped Beth’s cheeks. “The hurt will pass,” she whispered. “Trust me
on this. Let’s get you to bed.”
Mary took her arm and led her down a hall. “In the cabinet
under the bathroom sink is a tray with spare toothbrushes and everything you
need.” The next bedroom door was open. Mary flipped on the light. “This is Titus’
old room. I can’t imagine you want to stay here.”
Beth glanced in. The sight of the room made her sob and cry
again. It was set up as a shrine to her son. There were multiple sports
trophies, framed newspaper clippings about Titus joining the marines, and a
glass box of medals and military ribbons. One wall was lined with pictures of
Titus. “No, I don’t think I could sleep here,” she whispered.
“That’s fine, sweetie. I kept a bed in David’s room, but I
turned it into an exercise room. We can move out my equipment tomorrow.”
David’s room did have a single size bed, but the room was dominated by a
treadmill and an exercise bike. Otherwise, it was undecorated. “How’s this?”
“Okay,” Beth sobbed.
“Get ready for bed. I got just the thing to help you sleep.”
“Thanks, but I’ll be fine,” said Beth. Mary gave her a wink
and hurried off to the master bedroom. Beth sighed and looked around. She
missed her own bedroom and her own house. Most of all she missed Titus. She
turned and went into the hall bathroom. Mary was right. There was a tray filled
with unopened toothbrushes and little things of soap and shampoo. Beth
instinctively knew they were for men who stayed over.
She took a shower and brushed her teeth, feeling clean and
better. She left her clothes on the floor, wrapping a towel around herself as
she crossed the hall and entered her bedroom for only god knew how long. Beth
dropped the towel and slipped under the covers. A second later, Mary knocked.
“Come in,” said Beth, sitting up with the covers over her breasts. The door
opened. “WHAT THE…” Her jaw fell open before she could finish.
“Trust me,” said Mary, standing straight, her still up thrust
breasts high on her chest. “This is just what you need.”
“Ah Mary?” asked Beth, in shock. Her eyes wandered down
Mary’s nude body to the giant black cock sticking out from her pelvis. The big
dildo was attached to some sort of panty Mary was wearing. Otherwise, her
mother-in-law’s body was still amazing.
Her DD breasts were full and proud and well-tanned but for little
triangles around the nipples. Her stomach was flat and firm, legs tanned and
toned. To be honest, at 53, Mary had a body better than most women half her
age.
“Look, if this is too weird, get on all fours and pretend
you’re getting fucked by some black stud.”
Beth looked at the foot-long dildo again, this time with a
growing desire. She pulled the covers down her body. This time is was Mary
whose jaw fell open at seeing Beth’s nude body for the first time. Mary
stumbled slightly which comically made the dildo bob like a real penis excited
to see Beth’s body. Beth rolled over and got on all fours. Her pussy was
already starting to drip.
She felt a hand on her hip and then the hard-plastic pressing
into her pussy lips. Mary moved it up and down, letting the head grow wet
before pushing it forward. Beth gasped as the tip entered her. Mary started
working it around. “Just say when, Okay?”
“Okay,” gasped Beth. The dildo probed deeper and deeper. “Ow!
When” she hissed as the tip banged her cervix.
“Oh, you poor thing,” said Mary looking down to see only half
the dildo inside Beth. Mary placed both hands on Beth’s hips and began fucking
her with half the dildo.
Beth moaned, lowering her head to the pillow. Only a few
short months ago, she’d believed this was a demeaning position for a woman to
be in during sex and now she was enjoying being fucked in that position by
another woman with a strap on dildo. Beth’s hands grabbed the bedsheets,
clenching them in her fists. “AAAHhhhh,” she cried as she came.
“That good, sweetie, or do you want another?”
“Ah... ah… another,” she begged.
Mary started pumping her with the dildo again, increasing
speed and pulling back on Beth’s hips as she pushed the plastic cock in as far
as Beth could take it.
Beth screamed again after another five minutes of Mary’s
rhythmic pounding. “Thank you,” she gasped.
“You’re welcome, sweetie, but now you’ve got to return the
favor.”
“What?” asked Beth rolling over.
Mary stood off the bed and pulled off her underwear. She
handed it to Beth. “Your turn to do me. I’d be with Teddy now if you weren’t
here, so you’ll have to substitute for him.” Mary watched Beth take the panty
and pull it on up her legs, half the black dildo was soaked with Beth’s own
fluid. “Just stay on your back. I want to ride it.”
Mary climbed back on the bed and squatted over the dildo
between Beth’s legs. She was ready for it and Beth watched as Mary slowly
lowered herself over the plastic shaft. “Oh god, fuck me, Teddy,” moaned Mary,
throwing her head back as she sank down into Beth’s lap. Mary sat still for a
moment, smiling before she started fucking the dildo. She opened her eyes,
looking down at Beth. Mary’s hands came out, caressing around the fullness of
Beth’s large breasts. Her fingers circled around Beth’s already hard nipples,
flicking and tugging at them. Beth moaned, responding by raising her hips up
into the thrusts of an imaginary penis while instead she was pumping the
plastic cock into her mother in law’s pussy. “Fuck me, Beth” groaned Mary
again, leaning forwards.
“Take that black cock,” grunted Beth, unable to resist the
temptation of the large pink nipple dangling over her head. She flickered her
tongue over the hard nub, sucking it into her mouth. Mary slammed her pussy
down hard, warm fluids suddenly soaking Beth’s crotch. Beth grabbed Mary’s
hips, pulling her down hard into Beth’s cock as Beth bounced her ass up and
down on the bed.
“YYEESS!” wailed Mary, falling down on Beth’s body. She
grabbed Beth’s cheeks and turned her head sideways, their lips pressing hard
together and both women began kissing. Beth could feel more warm fluids soaking
her crotch as Mary came again. Mary purred, grinding her crotch down into
Beth’s cock before slowly sliding forwards. Beth took the opportunity to kiss
and lick Mary’s breasts again before the dildo cleared Mary’s pussy, springing
straight up again. “Thank you, sweetie,” said Mary, giving her a kiss on the
forehead.
“Thank you,” replied Beth, trying to catch her breath. “That
was exactly what I needed.” Beth sat up as Mary climbed off her. She detached
the dildo and slid the panty down her legs. She handed them back over to Mary.
“Get some sleep, child. Tomorrow we’ll get your things from
David’s. I’ll make the arrangements. He doesn’t want to see you so he won’t be
there.”
“Okay,” responded Beth, meekly.
“And don’t worry. You can stay here as long as you need too.
I’ve been dying for a grandchild to spoil.”
“Thank you, Mary, but I want to pay my way.”
Mary started to object, but stopped herself and nodded.
“Sleep well.”
“Good night.”
**********
Beth turned her car towards South Beach. She hadn’t slept
well. She’d spent hours formulating a plan to make as much money as she could
as quickly as she could for her child. Unfortunately, stripping was the only
thing she could think off. If she was lucky, she had six to ten weeks until she
started to show her baby bump and she intended to make as much as possible
until then. After the baby came, she could look for a more respectable job.
She’d had a long morning. David was already working, so she
and Mary used both their cars, taking two trips to move as much of Beth’s stuff
as possible to Mary’s house. It would take another couple of trips, but
ultimately, Beth was surprised by how little she had that was actually her own.
Mary had stopped off and purchased some prenatal vitamins as well as the
classic, pregnancy guide, “What to Expect When You’re Expecting.” She’d also
made Beth an appointment for her first prenatal visit. All of which Beth
appreciated profusely. It was comforting to know Beth would have support and
not be alone in this.
She got lucky and found a parking spot not too far from Temptations.
She also got lucky when she found out, Estabon was in that day. She walked up
to his office. The door was slightly open. He was seated at his desk. She
stepped into the doorway and knocked. The Cuban looked up at her. “Ju are
hired.”
Beth sighed with relief. “Thank you, Mr. Perez. You don’t
know how much…” Esteban slid his chair out from behind the desk. He undid his
pants. Beth gulped. “What are you doing?” she asked, watching him lift himself
off the chair to pull his pants down.
“Seeing if ju are more agreeable, puta.” He pulled his fat
from cock out of his pants.
Is this what I’ve become? She asked herself, falling to her
knees. Even as she hated herself, her body was responding to the sight of the
Cuban’s big cock. It has been three days since she had a real cock. Beth bent
down and started kissing the floppy cock.
Estabon grabbed the base of his shaft and pulled it back,
slapping it against her face. Beth’s head followed it, trying to get her mouth
around it as it stiffened. “Thank me, puta.”
“Thank you, Mr Perez.”
“Call me Jefe,” he ordered, bending his now hard shaft down
towards her mouth.
“Thank you, Jefe,” she said, wrapping her lips around the
head. Her eyes followed the curve of his shaft down to the hairy mass of black
pubic hair under his almost as hairy gut. “Mmmmm,” she moaned as she started sucking.
“Ju pregnant, puta?”
“Mmmmm hmmm,” she mumbled nodding and looking up at her
snarling face while she bobbed her head down his cock.
“Ju come in when you want. I’ll see you get a spot. Ju tip
out the house and the DJ. Ju get a biography and pictures up on the website. Ju
whore on your own time. Don’t get me in trouble. Understand?”
“Yes Jefe,” she said, jerking his cock off when she removed
it from her mouth.
“I also link to jur movies. Build up a fan base.”
Beth turned red, some of her old anger and hatred returning.
She was still unaware that he had tricked her into signing a release form. Her
anger manifested in her hand running faster along his shaft. She didn’t want to
blow her chance to make as much cash as fast as possible for her baby. “Yes
Jefe,” she growled, returning her mouth to his cock. She sucked faster and
harder, kissing his hairy pubes, despite the beer gut that was in her way. The
anger fled the second his cock exploded in her mouth and she got her first
taste of a man’s seed since Big John in Orlando.
“Thank you, Jefe,” she said again, licking around his cock as
she stroked the last of his cum into her mouth.
“Don’t thank me. Ju gonna make both of us lots of deniro,
puta.”
“I was thanking you for letting me suck your cock, Jefe.”
Esteban smiled. “Jes, ju are definitely more agreeable.” He
ran his plump hand down her head like he was petting her. Gold rings covered
his hairy fingers. “When do ju start?”
“I’ll be here tomorrow night.”
Estebon nodded. “Get jur clothes off. I want a picture for
the website.” He walked over to a wall and pulled a screen down, while Beth
stripped. He had a digital camera nearby. Naked, Beth walked over and stood
before the screen. “Ju take that out,” he said, pointing towards her piercing.
“Sure,” said Beth, removing her Queen of Spades pin from her
navel.
“Ju make more leaving it out when ju dance.” He tested the
camera out. “Ju make the white men feel special, like dey got a chance with
ju.” Estebon ran her through several poses, most were sultry looking and
designed to accentuate her large breasts and the curve of her hips. “Dese are
muy bien. The camera loves ju, puta.”
Beth looked at the screen on the camera and Estebon clicked
through the shots. She looked like she was born to be nude. Some women looked
sexier in skimpy clothing, but Beth’s nude body simply glowed with beauty, her
confidence in her figure shined through the image on the screen. No wonder men
threw money at her when she danced on stage.
**********
Beth wouldn’t have any spending money unto she earned some
dancing, so she just raided Mary’s refrigerator for something to eat that
night. Afterwards, Beth stepped around the boxes in her room and stripped her
clothes off. She wondered why she’d even bothered as she went through one box
of her clothes. She no longer had the desire to wear any of the old clothes
that covered most of her body nor the old practical underwear that Titus hated
so much. Titus! She sobbed thinking of her black lover. Her brain only seemed
to forget about him when she was with someone else, like John, Lily, Mary, or
when she was greedily sucking Esteban’s cock that morning.
Beth wondered when Titus was doing? Was he still with Charli?
Or had he moved on to someone else?
It suddenly occurred to her that she could easily find out
exactly what or who he was doing.
Beth laid down in her husband’s childhood bed and removed her
tablet from a tote bag. Within minutes she was on his video cloud page.
There were a lot of new videos.
Beth didn’t want to see him fucking other women, but she
allowed a few to play. There were a lot of pictures and seven videos of Charli.
The first four videos, she appeared not to know he was filming her. The last
three, she was smiling and talking to the camera. There was a stunning picture
of her in Beth’s bikini standing in front of the Grand Canyon. She looked like
she was freezing. Her nipples were hard and goosebumps surrounded her areola.
The last video showed Titus fucking her doggy style outdoors with a different
view of the canyon on the background.
Beth saw something else that hurt her and yet didn’t surprise
her. A lot more videos had been uploaded.
One video showed spider-woman walking through an apartment.
Beth assumed it was hers. The place was decorated like it was Halloween, but
she passed a calendar on February of the current month. There was a cardboard
cutout of Elvira in one corner, by a large screen TV and racks of horror mives
on Blu-ray. She had display cases filled with super-hero statues and a
bookshelf filled with graphic novels. They entered the bedroom and Beth
wondered what Titus was doing with her. Halloween webbing was strewn across the
room, making it look like he was being led into a spider’s web. Her future
co-worker, Arachne turned and started stripping off her clothes. “That’s what
he’s doing with her,” she mumbled, seeing Arachne’s body appear. Titus filmed
her stripping. She fell to her knees looking up into the camera as she undid
his pants. Her eyes widened as she reached in for his cock. The stripper looked
up at Titus in shock then back down at his cock as she pulled it out. Her mouth
fell open in total disbelief as she pulled the hardening black cock out of his
underwear. Beth whimpered with lust as she saw it appear on screen. She stopped
watching.
Another video caught her attention. She stared at in in shock
unable to comprehend what she was seeing. A white man was standing dressed,
looking down at the black cock in his hand. “No,” said Beth, unable to believe
Titus would fool around with another man. She hit play on the video.
“Please fuck my fiancé with your big black cock, sir,” said
the white man.
The picture panned over the lower body of a woman laying on
the bed. The white man pulled Titus cock down towards the woman’s red-haired
pussy. He moved Titus’ cock up and down the slit of the woman until it was
coated with her arousal. Titus pushed and the head of his cock entered the
woman. She gasped as Titus worked his cock deeper and deeper into her pussy.
The white man never let go, Titus’ black shaft sliding through his grip until
he finally released it so Titus could go balls deep. “Thank my nigger master,
Fred,” gasped the woman.
“Yes Helen. Thanks for fucking my fiancé, sir.”
The camera panned out and Beth started watching as Titus
began to really fuck Helen the teacher.
Beth’s hand was back in the tote bag.
Fred sat down in a nearby chair, watching his wife get black
fucked.
Beth’s hand came out of the bag holding her dildo.
Titus gave it to Helen hard. He turned her on all fours, then
fucked her doggy style while Fred stroked his laughable little pale penis. The
thing squirted quickly, the penis disappearing into Fred’s fist.
Beth fucked herself as hard as she could, trying to pace the
dildo’s thrusts to the thrusts of Titus’ cock. She came several times. Titus
pulled his monster cock out of Helen and moved it up.
“Jesus, not her ass,” gasped Fred, watching his future wife
about to get sodomized.
Beth came several more times before Titus pulled his cock out
of Helen’s stretched anus. “Jerk it off, wimp,” he ordered. Fred took over,
stroking the huge black cock while Helen turned around and stuck her tongue
out. Fred gasped staring at the size of the monster her was stroking as it
swelled up in his hand. The first wad of cum covered Helen’s face in sperm. The
next flew into her open mouth. Fred kept jerking it until the last bit of semen
had shot from the head and Titus ordered him to stop.
Titus climbed into bed beside Helen. “Get me a wedding
invite. Not for me, but I’ll find a Bull. Tell everyone he’s a friend from
work, college, I don’t care. Get him a room next to your bridal suite. Him and
only him fucks Helen on your wedding night.” All the while Titus was talking,
Fred was nodding with his mouth open practically drooling at the idea. “Who’s
the bridesmaid?”
“My best friend from college,” answered Helen.
“Is she hot?” Titus asked.
“Gorgeous,” said Fred.
“Try to get her in on it,” said Titus. Helen nodded excited
at the idea. Her hand was on Titus’ cock, pulling on it and it was swelling.
“Get lost,” said Titus looking at Fred.
The video ended.
Beth pulled the dildo out, spent and feeling pretty good
despite the fact that Titus had lied to her once again. These videos were all
made after he had supposedly agreed to being faithful to her. She slid the
dildo under her pillow and tried to sleep.
**********
Beth winced.
“It back up there,” said the doctor, his gloved fingers
finding her cervix. “Hmmm,” he said, pulling his hand out.
“Is something wrong?” she asked, worried.
“No, not at all,” he answered, pulling his glove off. “I’d
put you at six to eight weeks.” He was still frowning.
“Are you sure nothing’s wrong?”
“Everything’s fine, but I seemed to notice some bruising on
your cervix. It’s nothing to worry about,” he assured her when he saw the
worried look on her face. “Look, it’s none of my business, but by any chance is
the father an African-American?”
“Yes, he is.”
“I’d say in 90% of these cases of bruising or scar tissue on
the cervix, the father is an African-American. I’m from a small town in South
Dakota and never encountered this until I moved here to Miami.
“And that’s not dangerous for the baby?”
“No, if anything, the mothers seem to have a much easier
delivery. You should be fine.”
**********
“HA! I knew you’d be back.” Lulu jumped up and hugged Beth.
Beth flushed. The last time she’d seen Lulu and the other
strippers, she’d been trash talking their occupation. “Yes, I guess I owe you
an apology.”
“Not at all,” said Lulu. “Let me do your makeup again?”
“Sure.” Beth sat down in the makeup chair and Lulu started
working on Beth’s eyes. “I’m in need of some quick cash. I’m pregnant.”
“Oh! Congratulations.” Lulu leaned over and gave her a hug.
“Zoe’s pregnant too.”
Beth’s eyes flickered over to the tattooed woman wearing only
a G-string as she came backstage from working the floor. She had a garter
stuffed with money. “Congratulations,” said Beth, suppressing the rage filling
her. She faked a smile, but couldn’t help hating the woman. Zoe was the beer
girl from Titus’ night club. The one he’d recruited to work for Estebon. The
one Beth had watched Titus fuck in the stockroom on one of his videos. She knew
beyond any doubt, that Zoe was also carrying Titus’ baby. Her own baby’s half
sibling.
“I like the cowgirl look,” said Zoe.
“Thanks,” said Beth. “It’s worked well for me once.” Beth
hadn’t wanted to put Charli’s outfit back on, but it was all she had until she
made some money to buy a new outfit. She’d bought another hat in a thrift store
earlier.
The outfit worked.
Temptations Miami was not like the club in Orlando. It was
packed with men willing to tip. Beth did two sets, but made most of her money
from lap dances. She’d reached a point hours ago of being ready to call it a
night, but the men just wouldn’t let her leave. She made over $600 dollars in
five hours, more than her coworkers. None of her new friends seemed jealous and
the dancers that followed her made more than usual and though Beth had helped
loosened the men’s wallets.
The money convinced Beth she could succeed. She just had to
remember this was all for the baby and she needed to save as much as possible.
She did buy herself a late night meal at her diner. Manager Bob didn’t work the
night shift, but the waitress on duty recognized her finding it hard to believe
that uptight bitchy Beth Shorthose was sitting at a table dressed as a sexy
cowgirl.
Beth let herself into Mary’s house around midnight. She
walked to her room and flipped the light on, doing a double take. Her remaining
boxes of stuff had been put away and her room had new wallpaper of cartoon sea
creatures. In the corner, was a lovely wooden crib with padding and a sea
animal mobile dangling above it. Beth went up and ran her hand along the
smoothed wood, looking down into the crib.
“Like it?” asked Mary.
Beth spun around. Mary and Teddy were standing in the
doorway. Both were wearing robes. Mary’s hair was mussed. “I love it. Thank
you.”
“Teddy made the crib. He does woodworking for a hobby.”
“That quickly!”
“No, I had it laying around. I make a lot of cribs.” Teddy
shrugged, a slight smirk curling up one lip.
“It’s gorgeous. I don’t know how to thank you.”
Teddy shrugged. Mary took his arm. “I just want you to feel
welcome, Beth.”
“I do, Mary.” Beth walked over to her mother-in-law and
hugged her. She broke the hug and turned to Teddy. The old black man opened his
arms. Beth hugged him. “Thank you,” she said. “That was very…” Beth felt his
cock slap against her bare belly. “Kind,” she finished. “I don’t know how to
thank you.” She stepped back, her eyes flickering down to the powerful
appendage that had burst through his robe. “Wow,” she gasped.
“I’m sure Teddy will think of something,” said Mary. She
reached down and grabbed the huge cock. It wasn’t at full mast yet, but it was
a monster even bigger and thicker than Titus’. Just the tip of Teddy’s
elongated helmet-shaped head was half as big as David’s entire penis. “Good
night,” said Mary, pulling Teddy Freeman by his penis out of the room. Teddy
just winked and grinned as he followed her.
Beth shook her head to clear it. What a cock! Still a little
dazed, she stumbled out of her room and to the hall bath. She brushed her teeth
and washed up. She was already undoing Charlie’s plaid shirt as she returned to
her room. Just when she laid down in bed, the grunts and moans started from
Mary’s room. She thought of her mother-in-law bouncing up and down on the
strap-on last night and pictured Mary riding the Teddy’s black bull cock the
same way right now. Beth reached into a drawer for the dildo Titus had bought
her and was soon plunging it in and out of her pussy, listening to Mary cum a
half dozen times. Beth had two of her own before pulling the dildo out and
laying in bed gasping.
She heard the seat go up in the hallway bathroom and then the
sounds of urine striking water in the bowl. The toilet flushed. His footsteps
approached her door instead of walking the opposite direction towards the
master bedroom. Beth’s heart skipped a beat when there was a gentle rap on her
door. “Beth, are you awake?”
“Come in,” she said, her voice raspy. The door opened, her
eyes falling down towards his cock. Teddy was naked. He was powerfully built
for an old man. He had a medium build, but was pure muscle with a prominent six
pack. Course gray hair covered his chest and his pubes were as white as his
mustache, matted down from his and Mary’s lovemaking.
He grabbed his plump cock and tugged on it a few times until
it began to swell with blood. “There is something you can do for me?” he asked.
Beth sat up, the sheets falling down exposing her breasts. If
Teddy needed a bit of a boost to get fully erect, the sight of her breasts was
all that he needed. Beth couldn’t take her eyes of the giant black rod. It was
an inch or two longer than Titus’ and thicker too. The purple-black veins
running through it were larger and more prominent as was the heavy scrotum
hanging between his legs. Beth sat up and opened her mouth as Teddy guided the
elongated cock head up to her lips. She turned her head, sucking on the end of
his cock while gazing up at him.
Teddy stroked her hair. His hand slid down to her shoulder.
He tugged on her, turning her body, but backwards. Beth had to turn her head up
to keep her mouth on his cock. She licked the underside while scooting her body
sideways across her bed. Teddy pushed her down and she slid back on the bed as
her head was upside down hanging over the bed. Teddy guided the head of his
cock back into her mouth which was now lined up with her throat.
Teddy began fucking her mouth, his hands kneading and
squeezing her breasts as he lowered himself over her. His hands left her
breasts, sliding down her sides and hips. His cock probed deeper. His caressed
down her thighs. They found her knees, squeezing and massaging them, a
strangely intimate gesture while his cock was sliding in and out of her throat.
His hands slid down further across her lower legs, finding her feet, squeezing
and massaging them. Beth moaned around the cock in her throat. His hands kept
squeezing, kneading and twisting, fingers massaging her heels and toes. She
moaned again, breathing rhythmically through her nose, inhaling the manly scent
of sweat, semen, and female orgasm coming off his balls. Teddy squeezed her
feet, pulling her legs open. His mouth kissed her pubic mound and suddenly all
the pleasure coming from his massaging of her feet was replaced by waves of
pleasure in her pussy as his tongue licked down her slit.
“Mmmph!” Beth almost gagged around the thrusting cock in her
mouth as her hips started humping up into the tongue. She choked a little as
she came hard on Teddy’s tongue. It didn’t help that his cock was getting
bigger. He thrust forwards, his balls slapping her forehead. The cock paused
throbbing, she could feel it pumping as his sperm filled her belly. Teddy
pulled back until his erupting cock was in her mouth. His cum was delicious,
maybe the best she’d tasted yet. She swallowed what she could, but it quickly
overflowed her mouth, pouring down into her nose and coating the top of her
head. The whole time his tongue never quit thrusting in and out of her pussy
and soon it was lapping up another wave of orgasmic fluid.
His cock slowly left her mouth, her lips squeezing tightly
around the head until she was kissing the very tip just as Teddy planted a kiss
on her labia. He pushed himself up and off her, wiping the back of his hand
across his mouth. “As I was saying there was something you could do for me,” he
said.
Beth rolled over and sat up, wiping sperm from her eyes. They
immediately focused on the bobbing black cock sticking straight out in front of
her face. “I want to be the first to get up in there once you’ve had the baby.”
Beth grabbed his cock, licking all over the head. She kissed
it, looking up at him. “I’d be honored,” she said.
Teddy winked at her and stepped back forcing her to
reluctantly release his cock. She watched jealously as he took his great black
cock away no doubt so that he could get it all up in Mary again.
**********
The money rolled in so fast, Beth found herself wishing she’d
started stripping long before now. She was also good at it and she enjoyed
herself. Jefe Esteban never complained about her having a bad attitude because
she never had one. She was astounded to find she was taking home around $3000
each week which was six time or more what she took home as a waitress. Arachne
told her this was a combination of her attractiveness combined with a popular
club in a major city. Most dancers didn’t do so well. One businessman Beth gave
a lap dance to claimed to own a club in Vegas and promised her around $5000 a
week if she’d come work for him.
Beth was lucky and managed to get in 12 weeks of work and
even then, her belly was starting to bulge, but most of her clientele didn’t
seem to care. Beth took her leave, looking around the club on her last night,
feeling sad and knowing she’d miss her coworkers and some of her regular
clients. She made no promises on when she’d be back or if she would come back
at all.
She continued dancing. She did sets in her room for exercise,
danced for Teddy or some of Mary’s other Bulls. She blew all of them, let some
fuck her ass and a few fuck her that Mary recommended had the self-control not
to drive their cocks all the way in. It helped that most were over fifty and
not young bucks. Teddy’s was her favorite cock, but he refused to fuck her
until she was ready to take the whole thing.
For the next six months, Beth exercised, ate right, and
rubbed skin lotion into the areas of skin stretching out around her stomach,
thighs, and slowly expanding breasts. The diameter of her areola’s expanded
across her breast and her nipples widened.
In early October, her water broke. Mary drove her to the
hospital, calling Teddy along the way. He’d meet them there and wait in the
waiting room.
**********
Teddy was sitting back in his seat, legs crossed, reading the
Miami Herald. Mary and Beth had just left him, returning to the room after Mary
had helped Beth walk around a bit trying to speed the labor up.
He glanced up from his paper as a white man came and sat down
across from him. The man looked a little ill and was carrying a bouquet of
flowers and a teddy bear. They’d never met, but he recognized David from
pictures in Mary’s house. David was sitting still staring straight in front of
him.
“You want to know something interesting?” asked Teddy, without
looking up.
“Excuse me?” David glanced at him, eyes focusing on his
sideburn mustache.
“I said, do you want to know something interesting?”
“Sure,” said David, shrugging.
“Sperm battle each other.”
“What do you mean?” asked David, after a pause.
“It’s known as sperm competition. The spermatozoa of two or
more different males compete against each other to fertilize the same egg. The
male that produces the greater number of sperm, the most virile has the
greatest chance of fertilizing the egg because most of his sperm will turn and fight
off the second male’s sperm. Basically, the weaker male doesn’t stand a chance.”
“What are you saying?”
“I’m saying it’s not going to be your baby.”
“But it might,” argued David. His face draining of color.
“It’s not.” Teddy raised the paper back up.
“Who are you?”
Teddy lowered the paper again. He held out his hand. “Theodore
Freeman. I’m here with your mother.”
“I should have guessed.” He ignored the extended hand.
Teddy shrugged and withdrew his hand. He raised the paper
back up and without looking away from it he said, “Female orgasms also increase
the odds of impregnation. Uterine contractions from orgasms help increase the
male’s sperm on its journey to fertilizing the egg. It’s called the “Up suck”
theory. The more orgasms a man can give a woman thus increases the chances of
getting her pregnant.”
David sighed.
“Of course, the deeper a man plants his seed, the better.”
“Can you please stop talking?” asked David. The black man put
his thumb and forefinger together and moved them across his lips indicating he’d
zip it. David couldn’t help himself. “It might be mine,” he mumbled.
“It’s not,” said Teddy.
They sat in silence for three more hours. Around 2:00am, a
nurse came in. She looked at the two men.
Confused, she finally came to focus on Teddy. “Are you the grandfa…
the father?”
“Friend of the family.”
“Mother and son are doing well. You can come say hello, if
you’d like.”
“I’d love to.” Teddy set the paper aside and stood up.
David stood also. He tossed the bouquet in a nearby
wastebasket. “Give this to Beth for me, please?” he asked, pulling an envelope
out of his pocket. Teddy took it, while David turned and left, leaving the
Teddy bear alone on the seat beside him
**********
“Teddy!” said Beth, beaming at the black man.
“This is for you,” said Teddy, holding up the bouquet and setting
it aside on a nearby table. “And this is for the baby.” He sat the teddy bear
in a nearby seat.
“Thanks, that was sweet of you.”
He came over and kissed her on the head. Even after straining
to get birth, Beth was lovely and now she was glowing. “And who’s this?” Teddy
glanced down at the baby. He was dark skinned, darker then his father, but his
eyes were bright green like the mother’s.
“This is Atlas. Atlas, this is your Uncle Teddy.”
“A pleasure to make your acquittance Mr…”
“Cetewayo, like his father.”
“Then welcome to the world Atlas Cetewayo. He’s beautiful,
Beth.”
“He’s the most beautiful baby in the whole world.”
“Atlas is a very powerful name.”
Beth smiled. “So powerful he can hold the weight of the world
on his shoulders.”
“Technically it’s the heavens. A mapmaker in the 16th
century drew an image of him holding the earth and map books have been called
Atlases ever since, but in the Greek myth, Zeus punishes him by holding the
heavens in the sky. He stands in the Western Mediterranean and the Atlantic Ocean
is named after him as well as the Atlas mountains in Morocco. He’s one of the
more powerful Titans. Are you a Titan, Atlas Cetewayo?”
“I think he’s going to be,” said Beth.
“Oh yeah, David was in the waiting room. He asked me to give
this to you.” Teddy handed Beth the envelope.
“David!” Beth furrowed her brows. They hadn’t spoken since
she’d ridden off on the back of Titus’ motorcycle. “How’d he know I was here?”
Mary looked up from
her phone. “He called me earlier and I told him I was taking you to the
hospital.” Her phone beeped. Mary read it. She raised her phone up to Beth to
take a picture. “Titus wants a picture. Say cheese.”
“Titus!”
“Yes Titus. He’s not off the grid you know. We talk or text a
couple times a week. Right now he’s on the Canadian side of Niagara Falls.”
“I know,” said Beth, feeling a little depressed. The latest
videos he’d posted showed him a pretty Asian woman fucking. There’d also been a
picture of the two of them in rain ponchos standing on a boat deck under the
falls. They looked like they were having a great time.
“Time for mother and son to get some rest,” said a nurse
coming in and reaching for Atlas. Beth cringed, holding Atlas tightly, not
wanting to let him go, but she relented and handed him off to the nurse.
Beth lifted David’s envelope and opened it.
“What is it?” asked Mary.
“Divorce papers.”
Mary’s phone dinged again. “Titus says, congratulations and I
hope both Mother and son are doing well.” Mary looked up from the phone. “Anything
you want me to tell him?”
“Yes,” said Beth. Tell him I love him. Tell him I miss him.
She looked at her baby in the nurse’s arms. “Tell him, thank you.”