Story status update

 Just a quick status update. 95% of my writing gets done on Mondays. It's my only day off alone and I usually devote a couple hours to getting some writing done. Unfortunately, I have a job that can force me to come in on my leave day and work. This upcoming Monday will be the fourth in a row that I have been forced to work. I've also put in some 11-12 hour shifts that have eaten into some of my other free time. I'll peck out a few sentences when I can, but don't expect many story updates anytime soon. It won't take too much work to finish Dani's story in Mothers and Sons before moving on to Wendy. I just need to find the time. I might get a little bit this upcoming Friday, but no promises. 

Mother's and Sons Update with some inspirational pics.

 

Wendy galloped out on stage, pretending she was riding a horse. She was the cowgirl to Dani’s Indian. Wendy took off her cowboy hat and waved it at the crowd. She was naturally blonde with bright blue eyes. Her skimpy black bikini glistened in the light and covered a body every bit as amazing as Dani’s. She appeared taller, but was wearing heeled cowgirl boots, the heels making her legs look better than Dani’s. Her nipples had hardened, poking out the thin plastic triangles covering her large tits. As she galloped past, Dani realized her bikini was simply made from a cut up garbage bag. The flimsy plastic tightly hugged her body including her now hard nipples. She was very fair skinned. Her breasts were proud and firm, larger than Dani’s by an inch. Her legs were fit and stood out in her heeled boots. Her ass was a firm bubble butt and completely on display, the garbage bag twisted up into a string disappearing between her ass cheeks.

The crowd roared and Wendy took her hat off and waved it for the crowd.

The contest came down to Dani and Wendy.

“Let’s hear it for Danielle!”

Dani stepped forward, holding her hands out and raising them to encourage louder applause. It worked and the applause turned her pussy into a faucet.

“And Let’s hear it for Wendy!”

Dani stepped back as Wendy stepped forwards. She already suspected Wendy was going to beat her. This wasn’t a beauty pageant, this was about sex appeal, and the one with the bigger tits was probably going to win it. Also, the one that showed her tits was definitely going to win. Wendy cupped her hands under her huge chest, her nails “accidently” tearing into the garbage bag. She ripped her top open, her breasts falling out. They were perfect. The crowd screamed. Wendy pursed her lips, holding her palm over her mouth in a fake “whoops” pose. It was clearly fake as Wendy didn’t bother covering her breasts when she stepped back beside Dani.

Dani glanced down at the crowd, her eyes meeting Neils. He was motioning for her to lift her top up and show her tits. She frowned and looked away.

“And the winner is… Wendy Whiteman.”

Dani smiled while politely clapping as Wendy was presented with a sash, crown, and an envelope with the $500 prize in it. A good looking man pushed is way to the front of the crowd and tossed a black bikini top on stage. Wendy reached down grabbed it and tied it on. Some in the crowd booed as she covered her tits.

Dani was presented her own sash and $250 in cash.

**********

An hour later, Neil was well on his way to spending all her winnings. She pulled low cut jeans on, but Neil had insisted she keep the bikini top on. It had gotten her into the bar without being asked to show her I.D. They were playing pool. She stepped back watching Neil sink a ball. She raised her eyes and scanned the crowded bar. Her eyes stopped mid sweep, moving back towards a man standing at the bar, a black man, and he was staring back at her with piercing dark eyes. She met them, held their gaze for a fraction of a second that felt like an eternity before she shyly glanced down.

“Your shot,” said Neil.

Dani nodded and walked around the billiards table, looking for a shot. She bent over, lining it up, hit the ball, and sank it.

“Nice shot,” said Neil.

She agreed. She wasn’t going to win this or any game against her boyfriend. He was good. She got lucky  and sank a ball sometimes.

“Play the winner?” The voice was deep and commanding. Dani looked up and saw the black man. Her pussy gave a little squirt. Danielle was not attracted to black men, but this guy was pure man. She was taller than Neil by a couple inches, but she had to look up to the black man. He was probably around 6’2” and over 300 pounds, but none of it fat. He was pure muscle, clearly a bodybuilder, and close to her age. He was dark-skinned with African features that Dani did not find attractive. Yet he gave her a half smile half smirk that made her nipples grow again and damped the panty of her homemade bikini.

“Sure,” said Neil, glancing at the tray the man was carrying. “Those for us?”

“Yeah,” said the man. The tray held three shots of tequila along with the salt and sliced lemons that went with the shots. “Flex,” said the man.

“Neil, and this is my girlfriend, Dani.”

“Nice to meet you,” said the black man.

“Flex?” asked Dani, taking her shot off the proffered tray.

“Shane, but everyone calls me Flex.” He held his right arm up and flexed his muscles. His bicep was huge. His waist was thin, expanding out into a broad chest. A white tank top tightly hugged his overdeveloped body. “I’m a competitive bodybuilder or at least trying to be.” She liked a fit man, Neil was quite fit, but bodybuilders were over the top muscular, and Flex was over the top. Still, he was the manliest man she’d ever seen and her body was responding to his masculine presence. Her eyes also noticed a wedding ring on his hand.

“Where’s your wife?” she asked.

Flex smile-smirked at her again. “Back in our room. We’re having a baby and she needed to rest.”

“Congratulations,” said Neil. He sank the eight ball, winning the game.

Dani sat down nearby and sipped a beer while watching her boyfriend play the giant black man. Flex was good, but Neil was better. “Let’s say the loser buys another round of shots,” said Flex.

“You’re on,” said Neil. He sank a couple balls before missing the next shot. Flex sank one, but scratched. Neil ran the table and expertly called the shot on the eight balls.

“Guess, I got the next round,” said Flex. “Be right back.”

Neil and Dani were playing again when he returned with three more shots of tequila. They tossed them back. Dani’s head suddenly turned heavy. She wasn’t used to drinking much more than beer. “Another game?” asked Neil, sinking the eight ball while Dani still had four balls on the table.

“Gladly,” said Flex.

“Last game okay,” said Dani, sitting down. “I want to get some dinner and go back to the room.”

“Sure babe,” said Neil. He looked up at Flex. “Same bet?” he asked.

“No, no more shots,” said Dani.

Flex looked over at her. “Wanna make it more interesting?”

“Like what?” asked Neil.

“Hundred bucks,” said Flex.

“You’re on,” agreed Neil.

“Hey, that’s the last of my winnings,” complained Dani.

“Yeah, so if I lose, we aren’t actually out any of our own money and I’ve got a better then 50% chance of winning.”

Dani just sighed and headed off to the bar. She swore she could feel the black man’s gaze on her ass as she walked away. A few men at the bar offered to buy her drinks, but she refused. She returned with a glass of ice water, hoping to water down the alcohol in her stomach to avoid a hangover in the morning. More importantly she wanted to be sober enough to get laid that night. Her pussy had been soaked since the bikini contest. She hoped Neil hadn’t had too much, he was prone to getting whiskey dick. Neil had a triumphant grin on his face when she got back.

“Look babe,” he said, holding up $200.

“You won?” she asked, thrilled he hadn’t lost her money and hoping they could leave for their room.

“Yeah, I won,” said Neil.

“To be fair, I lost the game,” said Flex.

“He put the eight ball in,” explained Neil.

“I would have won otherwise,” said Flex.

“Oh you think so big man,” said Neil.

“Yeah, I think so,” grunted Flex. “Another game, double or nothing.”

“Rack’em”

“Come on Neil,” begged Dani.

“Just get us some more shots, honey,” said Flex, pulling a twenty out of a wallet full of cash and handing it to her.

“Goddammit,” grunted Flex, snapping the pool stick as she returned.

“HEY! Careful with the sticks,” yelled the bartender.

“He sank the eight ball again.” Neil took the shot from her as did Flex. The two men downed them. Neil was swaying a little, a sure sign he’d had too much. He held out his hand and Flex pulled four fifties out of his wallet. “These games are getting too rich,” he complained.

“Don’t want to go again?” asked Neil.

Flex slowly looked up from his wallet. “Come on Neil,” said Dani.

“Double or nothing?” asked Flex.

“You’re on,” said Neil.

Dani sighed, but watched intently as Neil sank ball after ball. “Looking good, babe,” said Neil.

“Fine, but this is it.” She scanned the balls. It looked like Neil had one more ball before he could go for the eight. Flex had four still on the table.

“Last game, huh?” said Flex. “I was just getting warmed up. Wanna make this even more interesting?”

“Like what?” asked Neil.

“You win, I’ll throw in two extra hundreds,” said Flex. Dani’s eyes widened and she looked at Neil. If her boyfriend won, they’d be leaving with a grand. He would have turned her hundred-dollar winnings into a thousand. That would pay for this trip and give them something extra.

“And if I Iose?”

“Dani gives me a blow job.”

“What?” asked Neil.

“Fuck you,” said Dani, angrily.

“Alright. I’ll fuck you if I win.”

“Slow down,” said Neil.

Flex smirked. “If you win you leave with a thousand bucks. I win, you keep the $400, but your girlfriend gets to find out what sucking a real man’s cock is like.”

“There’s no way I’m sucking a bl… you off.” Dani glared angrily at the black man, but suddenly all she could see was herself kneeling nude before him, his huge hands wrapped around the back of her head pulling her forwards as he thrust a rather large penis in and out of her mouth. She’d blown Neil before, but he’d been rather passive, sitting back in a chair while she bobbed her head in his lap. “Neil?” she asked. “You can’t possibly be thinking about it. The answer is no. N-O.” Her eyes fell down to the black man’s crotch, eyebrows shooting up when she saw the sizable bulge under his jeans.

“No, of course not, babe,” he said.

“What’s a matter?” taunted Flex. “Afraid you’ll lose the game or your girlfriend? You’ve heard about going black haven’t you?”

“Shut up,” said Neil.

“Come on, Neil, let’s go,” she pleaded.

“Leave and you forfeit this game,” said Flex.

“Let’s just finish.” Neil sat down beside her and watched Flex chalk up his cue.

“Alright,” said Flex. “Same deal only all she has to do is give me a hand job.”

“What?” asked Neil, sitting up.

“Yeah, that’s no good,” said Flex, pausing to think. “You win, you get the money. If I win, I get the money and a hand job.”

“No,” said Neil, shaking his head.

“Damn right the answer’s no,” agreed Dani, putting her arm around her boyfriend.

“If I win,” said Neil. “I get all the money. If you win, I still get to keep the $400 that I’ve won so far.”

“And your slut jerks me off?”

“Yeah, Dani will jerk you off.”

“No,” said Dani removing her arm from around his shoulders. “I’m not yours to bet.” Her cheeks were starting to flush with anger. If she hadn’t been so horny she would have refused him sex she was so mad.

“Look babe,” he said, leaning in. “I can take this guy. I’ve won every game so far.” She just gave him a “What the hell are you thinking look”. “Come on babe, I’ll split the money with you.”

She furrowed her brow. “So, we split the thousand?”

“Yeah. And if I lose, we split the $400, but I ain’t gonna lose.”

“No,” she said. Neil looked disappointed. “If you lose, I keep all of the $400.” One hundred of it was her left over winnings from the bikini contest anyway.

“Come on, I want some of it,” he complained. She just arched an eyebrow. “Fine. I’m not gonna lose.” He turned to Flex, patiently standing and watching them. “It’s a bet,” he said.

Flex turned to her. “You agree?” Dani nodded her agreement. “I want you nude.”

Again, she pictured herself kneeling nude before the black man. Her hand gliding up and down a really large black dick. The size of his phallus had grown since her last fantasy. Her nipples were rock hard nubs, scraping against her bikini top. “No deal,” she said. She didn’t trust the black man and Neil wouldn’t have been able to stop him from raping her if he wanted.

“Your bikini then, Wet Beaver.”

Dani’s cheeks flushed so dark she knew the black man could see her blushing through her tan. “Fine,” she agreed. Flex winked at her and turned his gaze to the table. “But Neil’s not going to lose,” she said, just as Flex was lining up a shot.

Neil lost.

Flex ran the table, calling every shot and expertly sinking the eight ball. “Now that’s what I’m talkin about,” he muttered in triumph as the black eight ball disappeared in the pocket.

“Fuck,” said Neil, starting to feel he’d been hustled.

“Fuck,” said Dani, drawing it out longer. Her eyes were staring out onto the crowd unfocused, not believing what she was about to do.

“Let me go clear up my tab and we can head to your hotel room,” said Flex, gathering up the money on the table. He turned and headed to the bar.

“Asshole,” said Dani, punching her boyfriend in the arm.

“Ouch!” Neil rubbed his arm, his eyes on the black man, trying to get the bartenders attention. “Let’s get out of here,” he whispered.

“What?” asked Dani.

“Come on,” said Neil, grabbing her arm. He hadn’t run a tab and they were free to go.

Dani realized her boyfriend was trying to run out on the bet. “Wait,” she said, standing. “He’s got my $400!”

“Shit,” gasped Neil. “We’ll forget about it. Your only out a hundred and you didn’t even have that a few hours ago. Let’s go.”

Dani nodded. Neil pulled her into the crowd which was unfortunately swelling as a fresh influx of bikers filled the floor. They weaved their way through the throng as quickly as they could. Luckily, their hotel room was right across the street. They made it to the exit, pausing as some bikers rode past. Neil said something, but she couldn’t hear him over the roar of all the motorcycle engines. She hoped the noise wouldn’t go on all night. This was kind of fun and dangerous. They would laugh about it later. She decided Neil was going to get laid that night. They crossed the road.

Neil opened the door to the lobby.

“I got that.” A Large black hand grabbed the door above Neil’s head, holding it open for the two of them. No, for the three of them. Flex walked in behind them. “Nice place,” he said, surveying the lobby.

Dani felt the color drain from her cheeks. Neither she nor Neil said anything as the three of them got in an elevator and rode it up to the third floor. Neil used his card to open their door.

“Nice,” said Flex, surveying their room. His eyes fell on the King-sized bed in the center.

“You’re not really going to make me go through with this?” she finally asked.

“A bet is a bet,” said Flex. “You were going to keep my money weren’t you? Look babe, I got something to relax you. Dat a balcony?”

“Yeah,” said Neil. They’d gone out there when they first arrived in their room earlier that day and watched all the bikes going up and down the street.

Dani followed Neil out onto the balcony. There were two chairs and a table in the center. She and Neil took a seat. Flex followed them out, pulling his tee shirt off over his head. She couldn’t help staring at his chest. It was as close to perfection as she’d ever seen. There was nothing about him she found attractive, his dark skin, African features, nor his over-muscled body, but all together it worked. Flex was a sexy man. It was August, hot and humid. Withing minutes, his dark black skin had a sheen to it. Her pussy gave a sudden spasm.

Flex reached in his pocket and pulled out a little bag with some pot in it and a pre-rolled joint. He removed the joint, placing it between his broad lips, lighting it with a lighter he removed from his pocket. Flex took a couple puffs to get it going, holding his breath on the last puff. He handed it to Dani.

“No thanks,” she said. She wanted a hit, but didn’t want to place her lips where the black man’s lips had just been.

Neil was less inhibited. He took a long drag, holding it in until he coughed. He held it out for Dani and she gave in taking a hit. It was good stuff. She felt the buzz wash over her, relaxing her. She took another hit when it came back to her. The marijuana relaxed her, but it also made her horny. It was an extra layer of arousal on top of an already arousing day. She sometimes wondered if her grandfather had cursed her with the name “Wet Beaver”.

She smiled lazily, her eyes staring at Flex’s face as he took a hit off the joint. She swept her eyes down his glistening perfect chest to his jeans. He was still standing, his monstrous bulge eye level with her. She stared at it, the bulge taking form. She could see the outline of a thick shaft and a long serpentine head. Two round bulges the size of tennis balls pushed out his pants between his thighs.

It moved.

Dani reached out for his pants, staring at her fingers fumbling to unbutton them. The bulge was squirming, growing. She pulled his pants open, lowering his zipper. The snake reared up thrusting out at her, mouth wide open, sharp fangs dripping a white venom.

She jumped in her seat.

Flex chuckled. “You alright there?”

Neil was looking at her too. His eyes were lidded and he was smiling. His eyes followed her gaze to the black man’s crotch. He frowned. His frown deepened when his brain registered the size of the man’s bulge.

“I’m fine,” she said, shaking her head to clear it. The snake had been more a hallucination than a daydream.

Outline for Mothers and Sons

 1) Being forced to work my day off this week so no updates.

2) I want to plug Doberman again. I absolutely love these. If you follow them closely, they tie in together, have crossover characters. Many have your basic sex story theme. The latest update is the couple hitting a homeless black man with their car and taking him home theme.

Diana. Episode 6 - Naughty Machinima

3) Here's my plans for Mothers and Sons. I could use some ideas for the accidental "mix-up" hook. Spoilers for the base plot follow.

Opening: Two sex stories featuring each woman's encounter with alpha males impregnating them. Haven't decided on the males, but leaning towards Flex and Gus Cetewayo. One will probably be a "pool bet" story and the other a simple "the boyfriend sees a the huge cock of the BM in the restroom and the BM talks him into inviting him back to their room to smoke dope" story.

Interim: Danielle's grandfather sees her black baby and declares him to have the spirit of York, Clark's black slave whose prowess has been passed down in oral tradition. She names him York. Wendy's son is Magnus Maximus (Roman emperor like all Gus' sons) or Max. The boys go to school together and are happy to see another dark skinned boy in the school. The mothers meet and become close friends with the boys growing up practically brothers. The women have the big cock itch. They agree that every Sturgis, one will watch the boys while the other goes off looking for big cock. Wendy's more uncontrollable and disappears the entire week. The next year, Danielle goes first for her fix, returning so that Wendy can take the rest of the week. At some point, Danielle gets a hung Native American boyfriend for six months with him hitting on and fucking Wendy at some point. Sadly, he's a drunk and drug abuser and ends up getting arrested.

Late in Senior year, the boys are 18 and still virgins. They both finally get some white girls to date them. The last day of school, York gets and handjob from his girlfriend. She's scared of his cock, but ready to give him her virginity when she gets back from a summer vacation in a week. Max gets a hand job from his girlfriend in the gym which turns into a blow job. They're caught by the Coach. Everyone knows he's hung from the showers, but the Coach hasn't seen it erect. He takes him to his wife for detention. She's a teacher and mad as this is the last day of school and everyone wants to start sumer break. She can sees he's shocked and asks him what's wrong. He tells her what happened. She can't stop staring at Max's crotch and needs to see it. She offers to finish him off, sucking him while her husband secretly watches from the window. The Coach wants to see his wife fuck the black boy. The teacher wants his cock now. They plot for Max to mow her lawn over the summer and secretly fuck her not knowing the her husband is down with it. 

The boys go home thrilled they're finally going to see some action and are surprised by their mothers telling them they're leaving the next day for the Jersey Shore to spend the summer. The boys are disappointed. The mothers have reached a point where they're dying for some big cock and want to spend some time at a place where there might be more hung black men. 

Act 3: Three of them get a job at a boardwalk pizza place which includes a beach bar. Danielle bartends. Max buses tables and his mom is a waitress. York gets a job in a beach shack renting rafts and umbrellas. It pays less, but he's surrounded by women in bikinis all day. Work keeps them busy, but the moms accept a few dates with regular men for the company and free dinners. Over the 4th weekend, York gets home from a date and finds his "Aunt" Wendy in the hot tub at their rental. There's a crowd at the pool. He joins her wearing only his underwear. She's a little drunk and stares at his bulge. They talk with his lamenting how his date left him hanging with his dick so hard it hurts. She feels bad for him accidentally grabbing his bulge. She pulls his cock out, jerking him underwater, commenting on what a man he's become. She sucks him, but some people approach. They sneak into the pool shed. It has bathrooms, a sitting area, and towels. They lock the door and she finishes blowing him and then fucking him. She feels guilty having fucked Danielle's boyfriend and now her son, but she loves his cock. They want to keep it up, but can't risk getting caught. Danielle agrees to teach Max basic bartending after the bar closes. They grow closer hooking up in the dark restaurant. Maybe she just jerks him off, his huge cock turning her on. The next day, they're walking home in the dark, he wants more, but she's reluctant. He pulls her into the dark pool building and kisses her. She blows him and they fuck. She feels guilty, but loves Max's cock. The pool building becomes their secret meeting place for sex. Meanwhile, York has keys to the beach shack and laid out some rafts with towels on it so that he and Wendy can keep up their affair. 

The boys may or may not see some side action with vacationing young women. 

Act 4: Finale. This is where I could use some ideas. Basically, there's a mix-up and the women end up fucking their own sons in the dark. I was thinking one mom borrows the others shawl on a cold night and a son thinking it's his Aunt's shawl, slips a note inside. The problem is in the age of smart phones they would just be texting each other to meet. They could be on a joint plan, having the same phones, mixing their phones up and texting their own mothers. Anyway, Wendy gets the message to meet York in the Pool house. Not surprising since that's where they first hooked up. Danielle gets a message to meet Max in York's beach shack. Both are pitch black. Before Danielle can ask how Max got York's keys to the shack, he's kissing her and they're fucking on the raft bed. Wendy is riding Max's cock in the pool shed. They forgot to lock the door and someone opens it flipping the lights on just as they are both cumming. She yells at him to get the fuck out, looking down into the stunned face of her son just as his cock finishes shooting the last of his cum in her. Danielle and her son are holding hands walking down the beach, telling each other they want to keep this up when they get home. There's some confusion. He thinks she sounds like his mom. He uses an expression her son uses, etc. They embrace and kiss just as the moon comes out from behind a cloud revealing their identities. She flees in horror.

Epilogue: They leave the beach for home. Everyone is silent. Maybe there's an argument with the women accusing the other of fucking their sons. The first night in a hotel. Danielle and York are talking. He's telling her how much he enjoyed it, she's blushing and embarrassed. They hug and he gets hard. He kisses her and puts her hand on his cock, she starts stroking him. Meanwhile, Max thinks this is stupid and now that the cats out of the bag, they could all be getting laid. He wants to switch places with York so they can each spend the night with their Aunts. He goes to the next room and sees York fucking his mom from behind. He strips and feeds her his cock. Wendy gets impatient and goes next door watching the thrreway, saying she wants that the next night. Her son returns in the morning and climbs in her bed.

Home, they keep fucking. York finds his girlfriend is dating another guy and gave up her virginity. She now wants his bigger cock and they fuck. Max checks in with his teacher finally fucking her while the Coach watches. Come Christmas the moms give their sons motorcycles and the boys announces that with the Spring thaw they're leaving on a road trip. Lonely, the moms turn to each other for sex using black dildoes. They discuss moving somewhere there's black dick and Wendy suggest Miami having bought a dildo from the BBC Lover's Boutique. She mentions they have a webpage for the Bull Pen with hung black men offering their services. They agree to move while they are still young and great looking. They get some bulls. As winter approaches, they get a call from their sons announcing they are on their way to winter with their moms. It ends with both mothers laying in bed holding hands, listening to the sound of two motorcycles approaching from down the road.