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Blessing, The
by Marc Diamond (marc00diamond@yahoo.com)

***

When white sisters visit, will one give 'The Blessing' 
to the other knowing it means her black husband will 
have to service them both? Yes, she will, and proudly. 
(FFM, intr, oral, rom)
 
***

Putting the car in park, I pressed close on the garage 
door controller and listened to the door grind. Leaning 
back it felt good to let my head recline on the head 
rest – even if it was for only a moment or two. The 
digital clock on the dash read 10:30 PM. The last 
meeting of the day had been long – too long – and 
adding to an already tough and tiring day was the 
forty-five minute drive home. Turning into the drive, 
Maple Valley 8 never looked so good. My ass was 
dragging so I hoped the evening would be without 
incident.

Summoning what little bit of energy that remained, I 
entered the house, slipped off my shoes and tossed my 
car keys on the small hall table. The cool marble felt 
good to my aching feet, even through my socks. 
Proceeding down the hallway I could hear the laughter 
of Reece and her sister, Kayden, above the soft music – 
blues, that was nice. 

Amidst the day's activities, I had forgotten that she 
was visiting from England for the month. Taking a 
breath, I stepped into the living room. 

"Hello, Marc. Long day?" Kayden asked in that foreign 
British accent. I surmised that if you live there 
eventually you talk like it. She did.

It appeared that the sister reconnect thing was going 
quite well as the two empty wine bottles did attest. A 
third also looked to be nearly gone. 

To say they looked relaxed would be an understatement. 
Kayden was sitting with one leg tucked under her while 
the other was crossed over the tucked leg. Her robe was 
open from the upper thigh down. She noticed my looking 
but made no attempt to cover her creamy white leg. The 
leg was beautiful, but then again so was she. I 
rationalized that if she didn't have the modesty to 
cover herself she shouldn't be upset if I looked. She 
wasn't.

Alcohol does uncharacteristically odd yet superb things 
to women – men too, I guess. I had no idea how it would 
affect Kayden, but as for Reece, when she has too much 
wine she either wants to fuck or sleep – and in that 
order.

Kayden took another sip of wine. Stretching to return 
the glass to the Queen Anne table, her robe pulled 
aside just high enough to allow me a tasty peek between 
her legs – no panties – dark hair – how wonderful. But 
of course her unintended exposure didn't necessarily 
mean I was going to get lucky. It was a comforting 
thought though. 

"Hi, sweetheart. What a long meeting... hope you 
grabbed something to eat in town," Reece interjected.

Giggling then, "Nips and I ate at Restivos, but we 
didn't get finished with our party so we brought it 
home."

"So I see, " I wryly muttered. 

"Too bad you couldn't join us," she suggestively 
offered. 

"Apparently," I said turning again for another look at 
our visitor's long 5'9" frame.

Reece's speech was thick. Too much wine – way too much. 
The use of Kayden's nickname, Nips, indicated things 
were really mellow. It was a pet name that Kayden had 
carried since high school days and referred to her 
oversized nipples. I never did get the full story, but 
maybe it would leak out during this visit. 

Knowing I best produce the perfunctory 'I'm home' peck 
on the lips, I stepped closer to Reece and leaned down 
for the kiss. But as our lips met she slipped her hand 
around the back of my neck, mashed our lips together 
and pushed her tongue into my mouth. Over the years 
Reece has kissed me hundreds of times so I knew what 
this kiss indicated. She wanted sex and made no attempt 
to mask it. 

Kayden was only six feet away and was watching and 
smiling intently like the Cheshire cat. 

I started to pull away but felt her other hand sliding 
up my leg. Continuing to hold the kiss, her hand found 
and began to squeeze and pull at my cock. Curious to 
know if Kayden was still watching, I looked to see. She 
was. But her stare was not on our kiss but on the bulk 
encased in material in Reece's hand. 

I was becoming aroused and not because of Reece's 
fondling, though it certainly helped. It was Kayden; 
her robe was open. The thought of her long shapely legs 
wrapped around me and my mouth sucking those large 
crimson nipples had my head spinning. It was all 
happening so fast. 

I looked again at Kayden thinking how shocked she must 
be, but instead there was a sly grin on her face. Her 
eyes seemed to dart and flash. Then, as if to tease, 
she slowly pushed out her tongue and licked her upper 
lip with just the pink tip of her tongue. But two can 
play at that game so instead of appearing embarrassed, 
I slightly twisted my hips toward her so she could 
watch Reece stroke my long, black and now almost 
completely hard cock. 

Kayden had always been fascinated with the interracial 
relationship of Reece and I. If I were a lighter 
colored black man she might not have been as intrigued, 
but because my parents are first generation East 
Kenyans, I'm much, much darker than American blacks. 
This may have something to do with her curiosity. It's 
for sure if I get the chance I'll give her a new 
understanding of what it means to be Africanized. 

The wine was working its magic and Reece was becoming 
more vigorous with her kneading. If undisturbed she 
would rub and stroke my cock until nearly distraught 
with need. I knew it wouldn't be long until she would 
want to release me so she could feel me in her hand; 
and it wasn't. Abruptly she unzipped my pants and 
inserted her hand. It felt wonderful, but I was still a 
bit uncertain where all this was leading. 

Sure, I wanted to fuck Kayden, but I didn't necessarily 
want Reece to know. I had no way of knowing how she 
would react. So nothing of the sort is going to happen 
unless Reece gives it her blessing. 

But something needed to be done – and rather quickly. 
Should I say something? Hell, do I even want to say 
anything? Ordinarily I wouldn't care, but ordinarily 
Reece's sister wouldn't be leering from only six feet 
away. Whatever I decided I needed to do it quickly 
because Reece was in the process of extricating my cock 
from my pants. 

Begrudgingly I decided I should be the gentleman and 
take the more conservative and proper approach. This 
was all so inappropriate. Kayden had arrived less than 
twenty-four hours ago. It would have at least been nice 
to offer her a more traditional welcome before Reece 
made a fool of herself. 

Breaking off the kiss, Reece's tongue snaked across 
mine and back into her mouth. Seizing the moment I 
whispered, "Reece, we can't do this now... we have a 
guest... have you forgotten?"

"Don't worry about me Marc, I'm really enjoying this," 
Kayden snapped.

Obviously my whisper was not soft enough. Kayden was 
telling the truth though. Her eyes were soaking up 
every movement of Reece's hand as it busily massaged my 
cock. 

But Reece would not be deterred and quickly replied, 
"No, I've not forgotten, and yes, we can. Kayden has 
asked me dozens of questions about this big boy, and I 
want her to get a good look at him. Sit down beside 
me."

No sooner was I seated than like a master magician she 
proudly produced my very black and now very hard cock. 
Waving it around like a maestro's wand she lustily 
proclaimed, "There he is... and just like I like him, 
dripping with happy juice." 

I looked and she was right. The head of my cock looked 
like an oversized, overripe plumb – seeping nectar. 
Gently then she resumed her rubbing and squeezing. And 
company or not, I slumped back and relaxed on the 
couch. It felt so damn good! 

Stretching my legs in front of me, I parted them so as 
not to get my feet tangled with Kayden's. Reece 
continued slowly rubbing her hand up and down the thick 
shaft, which now was responding with small jerks and 
twitches. The pearl sap secreting from the black 
bulbous head was being spread down the shaft. Both she 
and Kayden were admiring her handy work. 

"Oh, Marc, it's so big and so beautiful." Reece lustily 
gushed. "Nips, isn't this the biggest and blackest damn 
thing you've ever seen?" The pride in her voice was as 
if she were seeing it for the first time. It wasn't, of 
course, but it was the first time she was presenting it 
to her sister.

Kayden didn't answer. She just continued to stare – 
actually glare. If nipples can strain to escape the 
confines of a garment, hers were. And Reece was right 
about one thing – it was big and it was black – but it 
was also uncomfortable and throbbing. 

Lost now in the wilderness of her own lust, Reece 
continued her constant caressing. Closing my eyes, I 
joined her in the wilderness. After the kind of day I'd 
experienced, this was beginning to make up for it. 
Reece's voice brought me back to reality.

"Nips, come over here, I want you to see this... it's 
just magnificent!"

Suddenly the gravity of the situation begin to slowly 
sink in – both the girls were drunk – well, Reece was 
at least. I wasn't sure how far along Kayden was, but 
Reece was flighty, like a mare waiting to be bred. 
Maybe Kayden wasn't as intoxicated, but I knew she was 
far enough along that she wouldn't deny herself this 
invitation. And sure enough her response was gleefully 
immediate. 

As she got up from her chair and readied herself for a 
closer look, Reece unbuckled my belt. With that 
obstacle removed, she pulled both my pants and boxers 
to my ankles. Now in the spirit of the moment, I opened 
my legs more for Kayden. 

What a sight this must be for her – her black brother-
in-law reclining on the couch with his legs apart, 
pants puddled around his ankles, and a very stalwart 
erection being carefully pampered by the small white 
hands of her sister. What a contrast! Could it get any 
better? Man was I glad the pendulum of the day's events 
had swung the other way.

Whether she needed any praise or not, I felt compelled 
to offer some. "Ummmm, oh, baby... that feels so good." 

There was no trepidation in the actions of Reece now, 
if there ever had been. She couldn't keep her hands and 
mouth off me. Back and forth her hands rubbed and 
caressed my balls and cock. And interspersed among 
those was her anointing of kisses and sucking. 

"Marc, honey, kick your pants off... I want Nips to 
enjoy this too." 

Her request was slurred, and she could barely get it 
out for being so keyed up. But again not wanting this 
to be something that bit me in the ass on the following 
day, I decided to make one last inquiry. 

"Reece, are you sure about this?"

Her retort was quick but with a thick-tongued slur, 
"Yeth, thith is my cock... and I want Nips to see it! 
You got a problem with it?" There was a bit of 
irritation in her voice and I knew not to press the 
issue any further.

"Well I guess not, it's just that I'm really tired 
and..." I let the words trail off. She had me in her 
mouth again and wasn't paying any attention anyway. My 
intent was to remind her how much I was sacrificing for 
the evenings entertainment. 

There was the smack of her lips as she pulled off my 
cock and grunted, "You don't look tired and you damn 
sure don't feel tired." They both laughed. 

My words now seemed meaningless, even silly. How can 
you plead tired when your cock looks like a torpedo and 
is pointing at your chin? It wouldn't have made any 
difference what I said; Reece wanted me undressed, and 
I was now sure that Kayden did too.

"Here, sis, let me help you," Kayden said. 

Kneeling down, Kayden slipped my pants off and tossed 
them aside. She continued. "Let's go ahead and get you 
out of this shirt and tie too." 

Still on her knees, Kayden moved up between my legs, 
loosened and removed my tie then unbuttoned my shirt. 
As she held the sleeve, I removed one arm then Reece 
pulled the shirt from behind me and held it while I 
withdrew the other arm. It was like being handled by a 
tag-team. And Bingo, I was again stretched out and 
reclining against the couch. Kayden was now kneeling 
between the legs of a naked 220-pound black man. 

"Nips, take your robe off, we don't want that to get in 
the way," Reece ordered. 

She didn't have to be told a second time. In a matter 
of seconds Kayden was naked and again kneeling between 
my legs. My cock, now harder than ever, had that needy 
steady rhythmic throb. 

In her heat Reece continued to push things forward. 
"Nips, put you hands around this thing…doesn't that 
feel wonderful?" Then she softly giggled but everything 
indicated that we were past the point of no return. 
Neither woman at this point could deny the inevitable – 
neither wanted to. It was all about them and the cock 
now. They couldn't take their eyes off it. Couldn't 
take their hands off it. It was as if I weren't there.

Four hands were now stroking my thighs, caressing my 
large eggs, and gripping and squeezing my shaft. Love 
grease that earlier had been only a trickle was now a 
steady ooze. As it seeped from the tip, what wasn't 
sucked off was smeared down the shaft in a slick oily 
sheen highlighting the large blood vessels. 

In deference to Kayden, my large fleshly cylinder 
resembled an oversized black nightstick of an English 
policeman. They toyed with it slapping each other on 
the face. And no sooner would one pull off from sucking 
until the other would slide her mouth over the shaft 
and go down. Neither said it but I knew they each 
intended to take a turn – just as soon, of course, as 
they finished playing.

It seemed like fifteen minutes passed that the only 
sounds heard were groans, smacks, and sucking. During 
that time the pace of their playing quickened and 
became more demanding. The sucking was more eager and 
with more energy. A craving for black cock and the rich 
fruit it promised to yield had taken control. I noticed 
that both pussies were swollen and wet. It was now a 
simple matter of who intended to take the initiative. 

If protocol is followed, as my wife, Reece will make 
the call. Though a lot of common sense courtesies had 
been cast aside, as I watched the women stroke and suck 
I could tell that the rule of who owns the penis was 
still in play. Reece still assumed ownership, but 
things were about to change. There was a peculiar 
questioning look on the face of Kayden. Reece saw it 
too, and with a nod lay back on the couch. 

It was settled. Kayden had received The Blessing. 
Permission had been granted. Temporary transference of 
proprietorship was accomplished. 

With Reece now no longer responsible for initiating the 
action, she leaned back to rest. Kayden eagerly moved 
up further between my legs and firmly grabbed the oily 
black cylinder. It was now open season on the cock.

"Oh, yeah, baby...ummmm, come to Kayden," she purred.

Wrapping both hands firmly around the ebony mast, I 
watched as she opened her mouth wide and pushed her 
head down gulping four inches of my slick piston. And 
bless her heart, she was so hungry for black cock.

Reece leaned over and pulled us together for a deep wet 
and warm kiss. Her tongue felt good in my mouth, but I 
could tell she was tiring. 

Breaking the kiss, she moved her face along side mine 
and whispered, "Marc, Dave has been having some male 
health issues...it's been a long dry spell for Nips... 
honey, she really needs this so as long as she's with 
us, let her have all she wants as often as she wants 
it." She had affirmed The Blessing, and now it included 
me!

I nodded my most concerned affirmation, but inside I'm 
doing back flips. I couldn't have scripted this if I 
had tried. Let her have all she wants? As often as she 
wants it? I'll do better than that, I'll fuck her 'til 
she glows. She's never had a cock as deep as I'm going 
to put one. I'll stretch her until she begs for relief. 
Her little white garden is going to be ripped up and 
sown with black seed. I'll baptize her in black sperm. 

Reece kissed me with another soft and wet kiss. Her 
embrace was loving. Kayden's hungry licking and sucking 
were impervious. Nothing could detract or disturb her – 
not even the whispering and kisses of her sister. But 
the visual and physical stimulation was becoming a bit 
too much so I wasn't too surprised when I sensed the 
beginning of a boil. 

Slipping my left hands around Kayden's head, I gently 
brushed her hair away from her face so I could watch 
her head bob up and down. The sweat was noticeable on 
the back of her neck. If I were awarding grades for 
enthusiasm I would have been compelled to award her an 
A+. This girl wanted a load, and she was about to get 
it in a quantity she couldn't possibly imagine. 

Tensing up, I shuddered and buried my face in Reece's 
neck. No longer did I attempt to suppress my grunts. 
"Umph... umph... umph." There was little I could do to 
stop it. The boil was now churning and the muscles in 
my thighs and back were becoming more tense. Even Reece 
was now aware of the soon coming blast.

She whispered, "I know your close honey, go ahead and 
dump that big load... she needs it." I nodded, as if I 
could do something to prevent it. I then groaned low 
and soft, and tired or not, this was going to be a 
sizable reward for Kayden's devotion. 

Wanting to intensify the cum, Reece hungrily kissed me 
again. Then breaking the kiss she encouraged Kayden.

"Suck him, Nips – he's close... I can tell."

Reece pulled me to her tightly knowing that a thick 
syrup was making its way upward through the black hose. 
Nothing could slow it now. I groaned and clinched my 
teeth. 

"Augh! Augh." I tensed – jerked – shuddered – and bit 
down on Reece's neck. The twist of my back was 
uncomfortable, but it felt so good to wrap my arms 
tightly around one woman and have another 
enthusiastically sucking my cock. No longer attempting 
to hold back, I convulsed and bucked my hips as I 
exploded in Kayden's mouth.

"You got him, Nips?" Reece asked in a low raspy tone.

"Ummmhmmmmm," was all she would utter. 

In the throes of ecstasy I released one arm from Reece 
so I could grab Kayden by the hair of her head. Jerking 
her into my crotch I continued to spew a torrent of hot 
sperm into her waiting mouth. Rich thick ejaculates 
followed one after the other. Kayden sucked and 
swallowed. I convulsed and ejaculated. And she 
continued to suck and swallow. I lunged again and again 
into her mouth. For several moments it was a contest to 
see if she could manage the large discharge. 

Reece continued to cradle me tightly. The way she cooed 
and comforted me one would have thought she was in 
control of the amount of juice being released to 
Kayden. But because of my own grunts and groans I 
couldn't tell how Kayden was managing the soup – 
neither did I care. All I wanted to do was continue to 
fuck her mouth.

But things began to slow so I relaxed and closed my 
eyes. Loosening my grip, I continued to gently rock in 
and out of her mouth – in and out – slow – in and out. 
Neither of us wanted to stop the motion. Reece was 
good, but Kayden was a cock-sucking machine – even 
better than her sister, though I would never confess 
it. 

Eventually my grip of her hair turned to gentle 
caresses of praise and appreciation.

"Kayden, I'm sorry about Dave's health issues," I said. 
"I hope this helps."

Still holding me firmly with her hands, she pulled off 
with a resounding 'smack.'

"My, what a big tasty cock! This will do for a start."

I looked at Reece for some negative reaction, but there 
was none. She had slipped off into a deep sleep – so 
beautiful but out for the evening. 

Taking me by the hand Reece said, "Let's go up stairs 
to the bedroom so you can give me a proper welcome." 

I thought I had just given her a proper welcome. 
Apparently it was going to take a lot more to satisfy 
her. Looking back over my shoulder at Reece, I begin to 
wonder how much fucking it was going to take to make 
Kayden feel welcome. And when Reece awakens I'll have 
another horny white pussy on my hands. I hoped I hadn't 
overestimated my ability. 

I was in somewhat of a daze when I heard Kayden, "Now 
hop up in the bed, and let's see what you can do with 
this pussy now that it's warmed up."

marc00diamond@yahoo.com

Author's note: Written for my good friends Molly and 
Maggie.

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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