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Replacing Mother
by WhiteMom (no address provided)
quick edit by Mcfudge121
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Black stepfather begins affair with white stepdaughter
and impregnates her. (M/f-teen, ped, inc, 1st, preg)
***
I was young when my father passed away, and after
trying to keep our home for a year, my mother and I
finally had to find a place to live that she could
afford. It was a big change to go from living in a
nice home in the suburbs to living in an apartment on
the bad side of town.
As the only white people in the neighborhood we were
immediately noticed. The black women all gave us mean
looks, and the men would all try to talk to and touch
my mom. One day we were at the store and as we were
leaving 3 black men surrounded us and were touching my
mom and telling her that she needed a black man to
take care of her. I was so scared and hid behind her
as she tried to keep their hands off her. She started
to cry when they groped her harder and told her they
were going to go home with us.
Suddenly a car pulled up and the driver got out. He
was very powerfully built, large black man with steely
face and intimidating. He slowly walked towards us and
softly, yet firmly took my mother's arm and pulled her
away from the men. I heard him order the guys to leave
at once and they quickly took off. It was apparent
that this was a man who gets what he wants, and is not
to be messed with.
He introduced himself as Anthony and said he would
make sure we got home safely.
It was a short walk and Anthony made small talk with
my mother as he led her by the arm to our apartment,
glancing down at me from time to time until we arrived
at our door.
My mother thanked Anthony many times for saving us,
and apologized for not having much and living in a
rundown place. I saw him look around at our meager
furniture, and noticed our clothes were dated. He
finally told my mother that he would be checking on us
from then on, and said he would be stopping by often.
My mother could only look up into his eyes and softly
say, "Okay Anthony, thank you."
He then walked away and my mother watched him until he
disappeared around the corner. The next day after my
mom got home from work I noticed for some reason that
he was nervous, yet was trying to make herself up more
than usual.
After a while there was a knock at the door and it was
Anthony. As my mom opened the door for him, he
confidently walked in looked down at me, stroked my
hair, and asked, "Has anybody bothered you sweetie?"
I answered him no, and I saw my mother smile. I was
happy that he took an interest and called me sweetie.
He then stepped to my mother, looked down at her, put
his index finger under her chin and pulled her up and
close to his face, and asked her, "Has anyone messed
with you?"
She softly whispered, "no," and then he kissed her
right in front of me, she didn't try to stop him, I
saw his hand squeezing her butt, and then he took her
arm, told me to stay where I was and watch TV, and
then he led my mom to her room I could see she was
hesitant, unsure, but she offered no resistance to
him, this was the first time she was alone with a man
since my father.
It was not long that I could hear my mother making
sounds like she was trying to catch her breath, and
gagging. Our place was so small, they were only 6 feet
away from me, separated only by a door, and very thin
wall. I could hear her gagging more, and making
gurgling sounds, until there was a brief silence. Then
I heard my mother let out a soft moan, and whimper,
"Oh god, please no," then I heard her let out a loud
gasp, and cry.
I could hear her bed squeaking steadily as her moans
became steady yet louder and louder. She cried out,
"It's too big for me!" and I heard him tell her he was
going to make her take all of him. I could hear him
groaning and telling her how tight she was, as she
gasped louder. I heard her squeal and cry out and
whimper, "Oh god! Oh god I'm cumming!" All the while
he was praising her and calling her a "good white
bitch".
He continued until he satisfied himself with her after
a couple of hours. I knew that they must have been
having sex, but I had never heard such noise ever come
from my parent's bedroom before.
My mother stayed in bed the rest of the day, and the
next day she moved very slowly as she said she hurt.
Anthony soon began coming over almost daily and as the
weeks went by he asserted more and more control over
our lives. One day he and mom came home and she
announced that they had just gotten married, and
informed me that she was pregnant with child. I would
soon have a baby brother. I was an only child so I was
so happy to be gaining a sibling.
Anthony always complimented me when he was around and
call me "his baby girl." My mother started wearing
only the dresses he liked, and wore her hair as he
suggested. When he came in the door my mother would
grab me and we would greet him together as she would
kiss him, and then he would pick me up and I would hug
and kiss him.
By this time I was calling Anthony my "daddy" and he
had taken authority of me away from my mother. She
willingly surrendered to him to make all decisions. He
decided what chores I would do, and which housework my
mother would do. I only answered to him, my mom never.
If I wanted to do anything or go anywhere, I asked
daddy and not my mom.
If I needed new clothes, daddy decided what I would
wear, not my mom.
While it was very clear that my mom loved, adored,
worshiped, and obeyed Anthony, it was also becoming
very apparent that he didn't feel the same towards
her. My mother gave herself completely to him in love,
and never refused him sex.
After mom gave birth to my little brother she had
female issues and would no longer be able to have more
children. She was depressed, unable to lose the weight
she gained, and exhausted. I actually was caring for
and raising my brother instead of her.
Up until this time I was considered shy, wore glasses,
and awkward, but over the last year my body finally
started to develop and going through changes. My
breasts began getting much bigger, and I was
developing curves and a nice figure. Anthony certainly
noticed, and he began spending even more time with me,
reducing my chores and giving more work to mom
instead. He would bring me pretty presents like a
necklace or ear rings.
I began to appreciate his attention and liked that he
wanted to be with me more, even though my mother was
hurt by it. It made me feel special when he would look
at me in a certain way when my mother didn't notice,
and call me affectionate names. But while he was
building a connection with me through tenderness,
love, and care, he was quickly losing interest in my
mother. He no longer desired her, he was just using
her body to satisfy his needs.
He was certainly becoming more and more dominating
with my mother. In their bedroom I could hear her
follow his demands and orders, listen and repeat the
names he would call her. I saw thru the crack in the
door one night as he was thrusting himself in and out
of her mouth while he called her his worthless, fat
white bitch. My god his penis was so big and choking
her. She had become lazy with the housework and her
weight.
Anthony was not happy with her. He made her beg him to
put it her vagina. As he pumped her harder and harder
he was telling her she isn't even a complete woman
because she could no longer become pregnant. I could
not help myself and became moist while I saw him
mercilessly pump her and her sagging breasts swayed
back and forth.
He was telling her she was used up, unable to satisfy
him anymore. She cried back that she gave her body to
him, and now that he stretched her out so badly no
other man will want her. I saw him pull out of her and
I could not believe it all was inside her, it plopped
out and he inserted it back into her mouth while his
other hand grabbed her hair. He yanked her head back
and forth over his shaft, she was choking, crying and
her makeup was smeared and running down her cheeks. He
told her that the only thing she was good for was
sucking his black cock, and he made her repeat it.
Then he really hurt her by telling her how much sexier
he thought I was, and how I took better care of his
son than she does. My mom was crying, she admitted
that she knew I was more desirable than her, that even
at my very young age, I am able to do no wrong in his
eyes. I was stunned. I had no idea that she would
admit such a thing, however, a feeling of satisfaction
came over me.
I now knew full well that my mother felt inferior to
me, and that she knew that her husband wanted me
instead of her. I had no more respect for her. I felt
proud and superior to her. He roughly continued to
pump her mouth, and he asked her, "Who does that baby
boy belong to?"
She cried out, "YOU!"
He then asked, "Who does that pretty baby girl belong
to?" and she cried out "YOU!" again. He then shot load
after load down her throat as she swallowed it all. I
went to the TV as he finished with her and came out to
leave. He walked over to me, told me to be ready at
10AM tomorrow, kissed me and left.
***
The next day Anthony took me to a salon and a woman
there gave me a cut and style that he said he wanted
me to have, then he took me and picked out a whole new
wardrobe. Dresses, skirts, tops, heels, sleepwear,
etc. He asked the lady what size bras I needed because
I only had 2 and they were too small now to even wear.
The lady took me back and had me try on a few and as I
waited I heard her tell him that I needed a 34c. She
said that I was very well endowed for my age and told
him that he must be very proud dad. He told her to
find me 6 of her nicest bras in that size.
He walked me home holding my hand and kept telling me
how beautiful I was. I felt so safe and his
compliments made me feel warm and proud. As he walked
me to our door, he guided me with his hand on my hip.
At the door he said he needed to go take care of some
things but that he would return the next morning. I
stood on my tippy toes to hug him goodbye and he
brought my lips to his, and my lips kissed his. He
held me tight as I felt his tongue part my lips and I
allowed his tongue to dance with mine. I melted in his
arms. He said daddy will see his baby girl in the
morning, and that he hopes that I will look nice for
him and he left.
All night I kept reliving that kiss, and how I felt in
his arms. I couldn't wait to see him again.
I put on the prettiest dress and made sure my hair was
how he liked it, and I could tell my mother was hurt
at all the new clothes he bought for me but she said
nothing, and I didn't care.
When Anthony arrived mother and I both went to the
door as usual to greet him, but this time he went to
me first, hugged me and gave me a nice kiss on the
lips, not like last night, but still more than just a
peck. He said he missed his baby girl and I said I
missed my daddy. He then ignored my mom and admired
the dress I was wearing. I could see in his eyes how
attracted he was to me.
He told my mom to look at me, see how my breasts were
already bigger than hers, and so firm. How my figure
was much better than hers. I could see the hurt in her
eyes, but I was so proud that he thought I looked
great for him. He left her there with his sons, and
told her that he and I would be back later and we went
to his car, but before we left he ran back inside and
told me to wait, after a while he came back with a
large bag and put in the trunk and we left.
I didn't know where we were going and he didn't say
much. Finally we pulled up to a large nice home not
far from where I used to live. He took me inside and I
noticed pictures of his sons and of him and his wife.
He said it was his house and I was shocked. I worried
where his wife was and he said she was gone and not
worry.
He told me go get something to drink and he went to
get the bag out of the car and went upstairs. Soon he
returned and He showed me around, and turned on music.
He opened a door and led me into a beautiful huge
bedroom with a large bed. He walked me to a full
length mirror beside his bed, and I noticed a photo of
him and his wife on the night stand.
He stood me in front of the mirror and pulled me
softly back against him. His strong hands were on my
hips as he softly kissed my neck, and he whispered how
beautiful his baby girl was. I was so nervous and
could stutter softly "thank you daddy." He was kissing
my ear and neck while complimenting me, telling me
that he had been thinking about me all the time.
I admitted that I too have been thinking about him so
much. He seized that info to inquire for more info. He
got me to admit that I yearned for his affection. And
his hands started to caress my body. He whispered that
he didn't want my mother anymore because he wanted me
and my body became weak. My head tilted as he kissed
my neck and his hands cupped my aching breasts, he
released the straps as my dress fell to the floor
exposing the bra and panties that he picked out for
me.
One hand was between my legs rubbing my mound as I
trembled, the other released the snap on my bra as my
swollen breasts popped free. He caressed my breasts as
he told me took look how much sexier I was than my
mother. He told me my breasts were much bigger and my
body sexier than hers.
He was saying all the right things to me, and then
turned me and kissed me passionately. He whispered
into my mouth that my mother couldn't satisfy him
anymore and that he needed someone that could satisfy
him and keep him happy. I couldn't help it, the words
just came out of my mouth, but I whimpered softly that
I could be the one for him.
He kissed me deeper and I felt him removing my
panties, he asked me if I was sure. He asked for
confirmation that I was still virgin, and I assured
him I was still. He said I was so young, and wanted to
know if I was ready to become a woman for him and do
everything he wanted to take care of his needs. I
looked into his eyes, and nodded yes for him, and I
knew then that I would do anything for this man.
He placed me on my knees sideways in front of the
mirror and removed his clothes. He dropped his
underwear and produced his cock, it was so thick and
long. He placed my hand on it, and helped guide him to
my lips. I took the head inside my mouth as he moved
my hand up and down it. It was so big my mouth barely
fit around it as it began to grow harder and bigger.
I could hear him softly moaning as he placed his hands
on my cheeks and around my head, I could see in the
mirror right next to me his huge black shaft pulsating
as he began to pump my small mouth while holding my
face steady. The veins on its shaft were so thick and
I was gagging. This huge black snake was forcing in
and out of my pale white mouth as he held my blonde
hair in his dark hands. He would groan softly, "That's
my good baby girl."
I was gasping for air until he picked me up and placed
me on his bed, and spread my legs. He ran his thumb
over my moist labia, and flicked his tongue up and
down. I felt his warm tongue enter me, reaching a spot
that made me shake. My hips started responding to the
assault his tongue was inflicting on my tender
clitoris while I began holding tightly onto him, and
gasping. He was making my body respond while he
praised me.
My body could no longer take his expert manipulation
and my body was quickly building to a strange intense
feeling deep with me, I was crying, moaning, yet
bucking up for him as he told me how sweet his baby
girl's vagina tasted. That sent me over as my body
erupted for the first time and my juices overflowed
like a volcano. He kept saying, "Good girl, give it up
baby girl," over and over again as he fucked me with
his tongue.
When my body subsided somewhat, he positioned himself
between my legs lay his heavy tool onto my tummy. I
could feel his heavy large balls resting on each side
of my moist opening, and the dark, long, thick shaft
lay heavily on my tummy. The full length of his
manhood ran from the base at my pubic area, to the
head resting between my breasts.
He knelt over and took my sensitive, aching breast
into his mouth as I let out a gasp. His warm lips on
my swollen breasts and hard aching nipples, brought me
much needed relief, he reached down and slapped his
thick heavy tool against my belly twice and then
placed it at my opening as my body began to tremble.
He kissed me while looking into my eyes and whispered,
"Are you ready for me baby girl?"
I was so terrified at the size, but I wanted to please
him so I stammered that I was.
I then felt his hips positioning against me to pin me
firmly in place as I felt him begin to insert himself
inside me. Slowly I felt him opening me up as he
gently stretched me with each gentle push. I was
gasping harder, and groaning as he struggled to fit
himself in my virgin territory.
He began to apply more pressure into each push to open
me open further for him as I began to cry from the
pain his powerful manhood was doing to my body. I felt
his hands hold me firmly hold my torso down, as I
sensed that his urge and need to be deeper within me
was gaining strength quickly. Then he whispered, "It's
time," and his powerful hips drove against me,
thrusting his throbbing aching black cock deep inside
me for much needed relief and satisfaction.
I cried out loud as tears filled my eyes and ran down
my cheeks He let out a strained groan as he used his
strong black tool to rip me open, and tear through my
hymen, busting my cherry to begin stretching my
insides and walls to fit him. He held himself still
inside me momentarily as my small body quivered and
tried to absorb the massive organ he was inserting
into my body.
I could feel his powerful black organ throbbing and
pulsating within my very stretched canal, I could feel
it very much wanted to drive even deeper within me,
and then he began to start pumping me, he started
working harder to fit himself deeper within. Soon his
strong penis began to succeed, with each withdraw and
drive back inside me, I could feel him slowly opening
me up wider and deeper.
Each thrust back into my warm virgin gift broke new
unexplored depths for him. The pain was not as
intense, replaced with a pain that was becoming
satisfying.
My cries were beginning to give way to moans of
fulfillment with each stroke of his manhood.
His strokes were now becoming slightly faster, and
each thrust into me was more determined. There was no
more struggle within me, no more hesitation, or
turning back, he knew he was conquering me. I looked
up into his eyes and I could see the pleasure he was
receiving from my virgin white body. He finally drove
himself until the very end of my depth as I felt his
swollen head ram against my cervix while I let out a
long moan. My body gave up and accepted him, he knew
at that very moment he owned my body, and said "that's
my baby girl, give it to me."
I moaned out so loud, "Oh god daddy!" And I
surrendered to him, and we both knew that my pussy
belonged to him now and he would be filling it with
his powerful black cock whenever he needed my
pleasures.
He started thrusting harder, as I moaned louder each
time he pushed up against my cervix. He was throbbing
so strongly in my tunnel and I began to feel so proud
that I was pleasing him. He groaned that my pussy was
so good for him, and I tried to allow more of him in
me, he was slowly opening my cervix with each push now
and my body was boiling within. He rested his body
onto mine, pinning me more firmly into the mattress.
My tiny petite white body was barely visible under his
large black frame as he groaned more intensely as each
thrust bottomed out inside me. My body was so close to
exhilaration, his throbbing cock now felt like a
permanent part of me, it belonged inside me, I needed
it inside me, when he moaned into my ear, "Who's pussy
is this?"
I cried out, "Yours daddy!" I knew he was so pleased
and was on the verge of unloading in me, I was so
proud that I could make him feel that good. Then I
felt a rush flowing through my body and cried out as
grabbed tightly onto him and cried, "Oh my god!"
I was in spasms as my fluids began to gush from deep
within me, and when he felt my warm juices soaking his
hot, aching black gift he looked into my eyes, let out
a deep groan and unleashed his sperm with a vengeance.
At that moment I held onto him I cried, "I love you!"
into his ear, as I felt him ram his swollen, throbbing
cock head to a halt, opening up my cervix, and I swear
I felt his huge, powerful, black organ shoot a hot
stream of his potent, baby making juices directly into
my virgin fertile Caucasian womb.
He twitched several times, and after each time I could
feel another warm steady stream of his potent African
baby making fluids shooting directly into my
unprotected young womb. His strong, dominant black DNA
was now flowing thru my body, mixing with my
submissive Caucasian genes, mixing with my blood, I
was being blackened and.
His powerful African sperm was overpowering my eggs
and changing my body and DNA forever as I accepted my
new purpose.
End of part one...
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
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 system.
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