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My New Family
by DrPssy (drpssy@excite.com)

***

An adopted black child's tale of how he came to LOVE 
his new family. It started with a nightmare but ended 
with a load of cum. (MFb, ped, voy, 1st, oral, anal-
play, intr)

***

An orphanage. Whenever I drive by one I feel a small 
pang of guilt. You see, if not for Carol and Marcus 
Ellis, I could have ended up staying there myself. I 
don't really know how I survived living in one for my 
first three years but I did. Now I have a mom and dad 
who love me and I love them. But I'm getting ahead of 
myself. Maybe its time to finally tell my side of the 
story…..

I don't remember my mother and father at all. I know 
that we lived near Billings and that my father was 
abusive. I still have a scar on my arm where he fell 
asleep smoking a cigarette and holding me. I know a guy 
that knows a guy that knows a few of the more 
enterprising police officers so I've read the police 
report. He came home drunk one night and they got into 
a fight. She ended up shooting him with the .38 that 
was normally hidden in the dresser drawer. 

It didn't kill him though, somehow he got the gun away 
from her and shot her twice, once in the stomach and 
one in the left side of her chest. When the police 
arrived after a neighbor reported hearing shots, my 
father committed suicide by eating one of those slugs. 
The report had also said that I had no living relatives 
so I was sent to a group home till someone adopted me 
or till I turned 18 whichever came first. This happened 
when I was around 13 months old. 

I was adopted by Carol and Marcus when I was four. I 
don't remember much about the orphanage, but I do 
remember that the other children were jealous of me. 
They said that a white couple, in their thirties, 
living in Montana, would only want a nigger to be their 
slave. I didn't even know what a nigger was, though I 
knew that all the other children were white and I 
wasn't. I had no idea what a slave was but by the way 
they said the word, even at four, I knew it couldn't be 
good. Little did I know that Carol and Marcus were the 
best thing that ever happened to me.

They were somewhere around thirty and a sort of 
mismatched couple. For starters, Carol had red hair and 
blue eyes and wore a lot of perfume. But that wasn't 
the first thing you noticed when you see her for the 
first time. The first thing you notice was that she was 
pushing somewhere around 250 pounds on a five foot six 
frame, then you saw the 42DD's that preceded her 
everywhere. And she loved to flirt, most women that 
size are very self conscious. Not Carol; she saw the 
world as her oyster and she was the pearl. 

Its funny how a sunny and flirtatious "ugly" person can 
attract more attention than a snobbish supermodel, but 
that was Carol. Marcus on the other hand looked like a 
stick with feet. He had black hair and brown eyes and 
stood about to the sky to my small state of four. In 
actuality he was only six feet tall. He had a moustache 
that all the other kids said looked like a caterpillar 
on his lip….it did, but Carol liked it. What the woman 
wants she gets. I guess that's why they adopted me, 
Carol couldn't have children so she decided adoption 
was the only way she would get one.  

Like I said, we lived in Montana where Marcus owned a 
400 acre ranch; small by Montana standards, but it was 
still an impressive piece of land. For two years, we 
lived and worked on that farm, hunting, tending beef 
cattle, raising a garden, caring for the chickens. You 
could say that I was on my way to being a cowboy for 
even at six I already knew how to saddle and ride a 
horse. Imagine that, a modern day black cowboy. The 
court representative even stopped coming after the 
first two years.

Carol and Marcus insisted that I should sleep in the 
room next to theirs, that way if I became scared at 
night, they would be right there. I remember the first 
time I had a nightmare in the house. I had just turned 
five and gotten a Gameboy for my birthday. I dreamed 
that Wario kept climbing out of the screen and was 
trying to strangle me. I climbed out of my bed and went 
to mom and Marcus' room. (I wasn't allowed to call him 
"dad", only Marcus.) 

Quietly opening the door, I saw Carol's incredibly huge 
ass bouncing up and down on Marcus' face. Completely 
nude, she glistened in the soft light of the nightstand 
lamp. Lying on his back, you could barely see his any 
of his upper body, but the bottom was on a painful 
display. She held the huge member as if she wanted to 
rip that 10 inch piece of meat right off of Marcus. She 
was pulling and tugging like there was not tomorrow. 
She kept saying that he was the best ass licker she had 
ever known and that he had the best prick she had ever 
seen. I guess she was talking about his pecker as 
Marcus had called it one day.

"Its so big and hard, she said, "and these balls look 
like they haven't been used in a week."

While I watched boggled, she grabbed hold to both of 
them in her pudgy hands and squeezed. Hard. I saw him 
stiffen up and heard a muffled groan of agony. I knew 
what that had to feel like, often I had slid too far up 
into the saddle and felt the business end of a saddle 
horn. So I did a little groan of sympathy. She looked 
up and saw me. Then she got this weird look in her eyes 
and started shaking. Marcus, trapped between her ass 
cheeks was completely oblivious to my presence.

"Oh fuck," she moaned, "I'm gonna cum. Shove that sweet 
tongue into my nasty shitter, you sick fucker." The 
whole time never taking her eyes from mine.

He must have done it because mom started panting like a 
dog. She was covered in sweat and those massive 
mamarries jiggled like two bowls of pink Jell-O. Her 
nipples, which were the size of silver dollars, had 
become engorged and elongated to over an inch long. She 
pulled them until her prodigious tits stood away from 
her and no longer rested on her ample tummy. 

Then, like a cow lowing, she groaned and her shakes 
became more erratic. Finally she could take no more and 
let loose and peed all over Marcus' chest. At least 
that's what it looked like to my stunned five year old 
self. After her thunderous orgasm had subsided I 
noticed peripherally that Marcus' pecker was throbbing 
and had turned purple there was also some clear shiny 
stuff that was leaking out of the tip. 

At that time, she released Marcus' balls and motioned 
for me to be quiet. I only nodded like a cheap bobble 
head doll. Then mom broke eye contact for the first 
time. She climbed off the bed got down on her knees 
beside the bed.

"Keep those eyes shut till I say so, you skinny fuck" 
she ordered then turned her head so that she could 
still see me.

With that she stuck her tongue into the clear slime on 
the purple head. I thought that was a little gross, he 
peed with that thing and she was licking on it. I 
didn't realize till much later that he had just 
finished sticking his tongue into her pooper. Marcus 
only groaned and tried to stick his huge member into 
her mouth.

"Keep that shit up and I'll make you regret it," she 
warned, then slapped his low hanging nut sack.

He almost sat up straight in the bed but she simply 
pushed him back down. It wasn't much of a struggle as I 
knew, if he wanted to, Marcus' skinny little body could 
have picked mom up and carried her on his shoulder. But 
she did what he wanted anyway and slipped the rod 
between her lips. I saw her cheeks hollow and she got 
this glassy eyed look.

Marcus merely mumbled, "Yeah baby lick that dick suck 
it hard come on baby suck that cum right out of my hard 
balls."

The next thing I knew she was violently bobbing her 
head on his prick. Up and down, up and down. She looked 
like a woodpecker her head was moving so fast. 
Occasionally she would gag as the monster jammed the 
back of her throat. Eventually though I noticed that 
she wasn't bobbing quite so violently, she had actually 
slowed down rather severely and more of his enlarged 
pecker was disappearing into her mouth. It looked like 
she was trying to swallow it. There were even tears in 
her eyes as she again glued her eyes to mine, but she 
kept going. Further and further until soon her nose was 
flat against his thick pubic hair.

"Suck my fucking cock baby," he groaned, "I'm gonna nut 
straight down your throat. Oh fuck yeah, that's it 
right there, right there."

I was dumbfounded; I had no idea what was happening. 
Mom obviously knew I was there, but it was like she 
enjoyed me watching the lewd spectacle. In fact, I 
think she came for the first time when I entered the 
room. I don't know what kept me in the room, but my 
nightmare was completely forgotten.

Marcus then stood up completely pushing mom back so 
that she sat on her heels with his dick still lodged in 
her throat. I was going to run, I thought he had seen 
me, but I noticed he had kept his eyes closed like mom 
had ordered. His moustache glistened from the tounging 
he had just given her asshole. It looked like the veins 
in his neck were going to pop out and his knees were 
starting to wobble. Mom then slid the 10 inch meat 
stick from her throat and started pumping it by hand. 

To Marcus she said, "Look at me shitface."

When Marcus opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was 
me standing in the doorway slack jawed. He tried to 
pull away but mom quickly swallowed him to the root 
again. With a roar he, grabbed the back of her head, 
and tangled his fingers in her hair. I thought he was 
going to hurt her he rammed her throat so mercilessly, 
the whole times staring me right in the face. I think 
he liked me being there as well. 

Mom's face was so purple I thought she would pass out 
then she started swallowing. For a full minute I 
watched mom's throat work as Marcus came. Almost 
lovingly she slipped the huge cock from her mouth and 
gingerly kissed and sucked the clearly tender tip. 
Marcus on the other hand was moaning and periodically 
spasming like he had a muscle cramp. 

After she was satisfied that there was no more jism 
left in the still six inch but now limp member, mom 
looked at me with a pearly drop of cum drying on her 
upper lip and said sweetly, "Go back to your room and 
I'll be there in a few minutes to tuck you in. We've 
got a big day tomorrow."

"About time," Marcus mumbled as he rolled over, "I'm 
tired of sneaking around my own home for some pussy," 
with that he fell into a deep sleep.

I went back to bed with what I saw replaying over and 
over in my head. Only about 10 minutes had passed 
between me climbing out of bed and me climbing back 
into it, but when mom walked in still wearing what she 
had on a few minutes ago, nothing, I knew that I had 
found where I wanted to stay; with my new family 
forever...
  
To be continued?

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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