Inbred: A Family Legacy

"Once he gets that thing in you there is nothing you can do," Denise said.

"After a while, I stopped fighting with him," Gloria said. "I wasn't too proud of it, but he did eventually got over it."

"You know what the worst part of it was?" Denise said. "It felt so good. If it wasn't so wrong, I might have left my door open."

"That was one of the things that was really killing me," Gloria said. "He starting going down on me. I could have stopped him, but he was so damn good at it. I am such an evil mother."

"He just has this thing about him now that almost makes you horny when he touches you," Denise said.

"Oh, you mean when he grabs your crotch?" Gloria laughed.

"That would be it," Denise laughed with her.

"I know he just does it to mess with me now, but damn to have your own son to do you and make your toes curl," Gloria said and took a sip of her ice tea. She could feel herself getting excited.

"I wonder what he's doing to that poor girl," Denise said.

"There is something about Elizabeth that is not all that sweet," Gloria said. "A girl is not going to get an ass like that unless she's been working on it; especially not a white girl."

6

Sister-in-law

"Sorry we're closed," the shop clerk said trying to stop Denise and Elizabeth as they entered the small fashion shoe shop.

"Com'on we drove all the way cross town to get here," Denise said.

The young clerk looked Denise and Elizabeth both up and down with interest. "Okay, but I'm going to have to lock the door and cut off most of the lights," he said. "My dad can be a real pain sometimes."

"What's your name? Lance," Denise said reading name tag. "Lance, thank you so much. You're a real prince."

"Did you say your father own this store?" Elizabeth asked.

"No, actually I own the store," Lance clarified. "My father gave it to me to see how well I could run a business."

"Wow!" Denise said. "You must be rich."

"Not really," he said. "The shoes sell themselves. I just ring them up."

"No kidding," Elizabeth said. "Take a look at these." She handed the shoe to Denise. "Can I see it in a size seven?"

"Sure, I'll be right back," he said going to the store room.

"Hey girl," Denise whispered. "Did you see the way he was looking at you? Play your cards right and we'll be walking out of here with some free shoes."

"He was looking at you the same way," Elizabeth whispered.

"Take off your panties," Denise said.

"I'm not wearing panties," Elizabeth replied.

"Neither am I," Denise giggled. "Let's sit down and see how far this will go."

Lance returned with a box of shoes and sat in front on Elizabeth on a bench with a slanted mirror on it. He sat the shoes down and lifted one of Elizabeth's feet.

Elizabeth winked her eye at Denise as she pulled up her long skirt up to her mid-thigh as Lance removed one of her shoes. She saw him do a double take up her skirt at her naked crotch.

Lance put her foot down slowly and looked up at the both of them and licked his lips. "Look," he began. "I've been in shoes stores since I was five years old. Let's just lay everything out in the open."

"Excuse me?" Denise proclaimed.

"I'm no dummy," Lance said. "You didn't accidentally show me your crotch. You want to flirt with me to get a great deal or some free shoes, right?"

Elizabeth and Denise looked at each other and then back at the young clerk.

"I have women that come in here of all ages, all looking for the perfect pair of shoes at the best price they can get," he said. "You are in luck. I love this store because I can order the kind of shoes that women want. The trade is that I want something too. Here's my deal. You get to pick out three free pairs of shoes each."

"And what do you get?" Denise said.

"I get to screw both of you," he said. "This is not my first time. I offer this deal three to four times a week. I have even had a custom chair built especially for that purpose. Do you want to see it?" He stood up and headed toward the back.

Elizabeth and Denise jumped up and followed him. They were both curious to see this chair. Lance opened a door to a small room inside to store room. In the middle of the room was a machine similar to an exercise bench, but wider and stitched like a car seat. The foot stands rose up controlled by the leg position.

"See, simple and comfortable," Lance said. "There are baby wipes, clean hand towels, germ lotion, and condoms. No hassle. You just want shoes and I just want to get laid."

"Simple," Denise said.

"Simple," Elizabeth agreed.

"So what do you ladies say?" Lance asked.

"Four pairs of shoes," Denise said.

"And pantyhose," Elizabeth added.

"Done," he said. "Who's first?"

Denise unfastened her skirt, stepped out of it, and handed it to Elizabeth. She sat on the bench and leaned back, which kept only slightly reclined.

Lance worked the levels lifting Denise slightly off the ground then released the tension on the leg stands allowing him to lift and spread her legs apart.

Both Denise and Elizabeth were impressed that the invention put Denise in the perfect position for easy penetration.

"Who came up with this thing?" Elizabeth asked.

"I did," Lance said as he moved between Denise's spread legs and dropping his pants.

Denise had a good enough vantage point to watch Lance enter her. He was a good fit and he worked himself with a steady rhythm.

"You can begin finding the shoes you want," he said to Elizabeth.

Elizabeth got the hint that he didn't like being watched. She went out and searched for the shoes she wanted. She wondered what Denise must be thinking of her being so willing to give it up to this store clerk for shoes when she was practically engaged to her brother. She looked for the most expensive and stylish shoes she could find.

"You feel real good," Lance said to Denise. "If you want I can let you know when I'm getting the latest styles."

"Does that go for my sister-in-law too?" Denise asked.

"If you want," he said. "I don't get that many black women in my store, and you are the first one to go for this. I get white women all the time. Even really old ones have sat on this thing and let me screw them. I get a hold lot of young white girls. Most of them do it just so they can say that they did it. What I don't get is black women."

"What if I can get you a couple of black women to come here?" Denise asked.

"I'll through in an extra pair of shoes for each one you bring me," he said. "I like seeing my white thing going into that chocolate hole." He began humping faster.

"How is it coming in here?" Elizabeth asked sticking her head in the small room.

"I'm ready for you now," Lance said pulling slowly out of Denise's wet hole.

Denise liked the fact that he had everything she need including a doosh bottle for her to clean up with. She gave Lance a kiss on the cheek and left them alone.

Lance got Elizabeth into position and quickly got inside of her. He began moving in and out of her with a smile of his face. "I like the way you feel inside," he said cheerfully.

"Thanks," Elizabeth said not know how to take the young man.

"Your sister-in-law said that she was going to bring you back with her," he said.

"That's possible," she said.

"You have a really nice butt. Has anyone told you that you have a juicy butt like a black woman?" he asked pushing himself as far as he could and held it there.

"A few times," she replied.

"I love black women asses," he said sliding his hands under her bottom. "Really nice. I want you from behind." He pulled slowly out of her and let her legs down. He adjusted the chair and bent her over with her ass up in the air. He held on to her waist as he began thrusting into her passage. The sound of his hips slapping against her soft buns echoed out into the store.

Denise looked back in to she what was happening. Seeing the skinning white boy slapping against Elizabeth's backside made Denise wonder how her brother might be doing her. She tried to block her wicked thoughts out of her head and went back out and waited.

Lance pulled out of Elizabeth and helped her up. "Would you do me a favor and give me a blowjob?" he asked.

He sounded so sweet to Elizabeth that she couldn't resist. She sucked and pulled on his meat until he shot off in her mouth. She licked her lips and then French kissed him, giving him a taste of his own cream. She licked her lips and smiled at him. He looked so young to have so much responsibility and to be so demanding.

7

Parents

Nancy, Gloria, and Darren sat on the patio at Nancy's home drinking Margaritas. Nancy had been on a steady diet of Darren's manhood. He had been giving it to her everyday to make sure that she stayed in support of his marriage to Elizabeth.

"I'm so happy to finally meet you," Nancy said.

"You too," Gloria said. "I've seen a lot of Elizabeth. I was hoping to meet you sooner, but that's the way things happen sometimes."

"Yes, schedules are difficult to manage sometimes," Nancy agreed.

"You have such a nice home," Gloria said. She realized that the things inside the home were worth more than the home itself.

"Thank you," Nancy said. "I got lucky and married a man with a lot of money." She laughed, but it was the truth. She had met Richard by chance and he took care of her and her children.

Gloria was surprised by the confession. That was something that most people kept secret.

"I didn't marry Elizabeth's father," Nancy continued her confessional. "He kept stringing me alone until I had two children, and then he left. I met Richard at a grocery store and the girls were driving me nuts. He helped me out in the store and we have been together every sense. It was just dumb luck. How did you ever raise such a fine young man without a husband?"

"I didn't have a choice," Gloria replied promptly. "There was no prince to save the day for me. I just did whatever I had to do to make sure that they had a roof over their heads and food to eat. Sometimes were harder than others, but we made it through."

"I don't think that I could have made it by my self," Nancy said.

"You could have, you just didn't have to," Gloria replied. "I wish that I didn't have to, but to tell you the truth, I wouldn't change a thing. Women in my position either use the gifts that god gave them, or they end up in the homeless shelter. You look like you know how to use your natural gifts." She glanced down at Nancy's lap to warn her that she was exposed under her short dress. She looked over at Darren who glanced over between Nancy legs and up at her with a smile.

Nancy giggled. "It's how Richard likes me," she said. "He prefers that I go nude, but I talked him out of it for the most part. He is my husband, so when he tells me to stripe I don't question him." She put her hand on Darren's knee and shot him a wink.

Darren nodded and smiled at his mother.

"Oh, it's like that, huh?" Gloria asked.

"You must be so proud to have such a handsome son," Nancy said letting her hand drift up Darren's thigh.

Gloria continue to look at them both wide-eyed. "So, is Richard okay with this?" she asked.

"He's seen us, but it's not the kind of thing that you have to talk about to understand unless you want too." Nancy said.

"I guess I need some clarification," Gloria said. "You are screwing Darren and your husband knows about it. What about Elizabeth? Does she know?"

"Mom, Elizabeth knows everything. Everybody is cool with getting it on. We just wanted you to know, so you won't get freaked out it you saw anything," Darren said.

"So, Richard is Elizabeth's stepfather. Is he doing her?" Gloria asked.

"Has been since she has been an adult and making her own decisions what she want," Nancy said. "Brittany, my youngest daughter who you haven't met yet has just started to figure out what she wants, so I can only assume that he is doing it with her too. It really doesn't matter. Richard is a grown man and does what he wanted, and he allows me to do what I want." Her hand crept all the way to Darren's crotch and was massaging his hard-on through his pants.

Gloria could see the outline of her son's thickness in Nancy's hand. She figured that he had found the kind of environment that he like. She wondered if she had set her son on this track. "I can use another drink," she said.

"Let me get that for you," Nancy said getting up.

Gloria moved over next to her son as soon as Nancy was out of her shot. "So you like this kind of kinky shit?" she asked.

"Hell yeah," Darren said with a big grin on his face. "Mom, remember how we use to do it? I've been thinking about doing it with you again."

"I thought you were over that," Gloria said.

"No way, I just didn't want anyone to find out that I was doing my mom," Darren said. "But they are cool with that type of thing."

"You told them about us?" Gloria asked.

"Just Elizabeth," Darren said. "She told me everything that she as done, and she has done some really wild stuff, so I told her about me doing you and Denise. Did you notice all the paintings on the wall are of naked black women with big butts?"

"Yeah, they look like originals not copies," Gloria said.

"They are the real deal," Darren said. "Richard loves black women. That's all he has working for him. Not a single white person on his staff. Like some modern day slave master. I'll tell you right now that he's going to try to screw you as soon as he sees you."

"Why do you say that?" Gloria said almost blushing by the way her son was looking at her.

"Because I want to get some of that," Darren said putting his hand on her mid thigh.

"You better quit," Gloria giggle putting her hand on his, but not pushing him away. "She's just right in side."

"Shit, they don't care," Darren said sliding his hand up her inner thigh and under her tight form-fitting dress to her crotch. "I see you still don't wear panties." He chuckled reaching the box he came in.

"I wear panties sometimes. They just down go well with this dress. Are you sure this is alright?" she said leaning back and spreading her legs wider, so he could have better access to her canal.

"Mom, they don't do any teasing," Darren said working his finger inside of her. "They make it easy, and if you want a real hookup, you'll play right along. Take off your dress and let her see you giving me a blowjob. You'll definitely be in good with her because then she'll know that you're okay with everything."

"Right here?" Gloria asked starting to move the straps of her dress off her shoulders.

"Yeah," Darren replied. "I bet she'll come out here and join you."

Gloria stood looking down in her son's eyes as she slipped her dress down over her hefty tits, slim waste, wide hips, and big bubble butt. She knelt between his legs and pulled out his organ. She recounted the times he had stuff the long thick meat in her. She smiled as she licked the head, glad that she had him circumcised at birth. It looked so beautiful to her. She took him in her mouth and stroked the length showing her passion for being a good lover.

"Now that looks good," Nancy said coming back with a tray of mixed drinks. She sat down next to Darren admiring Gloria's mature but lovely curves. "You are so beautiful." She put hand on Gloria butt-cheeks and felt the soft flesh. She moved her hand around and then down between Gloria's legs to the wet spot. She pulled her back, licked her fingers, and moaned.

Darren smiled down at his mother who was looking up at him, while Nancy got down behind her. Gloria rose up and looked down behind her as Nancy spread her cheeks and began licking along her crack. Gloria looked back up at her son with a big smile and then went back down on his big thick pole.

Nancy took off her dress and joined Gloria in giving Darren a blowjob. He felt like a prince having his mother and his soon to be mother-in-law sucking on his rod at the same time. He leaned back and enjoyed both the drink Nancy made and the blowjob he was getting.

"This is a pretty picture," Richard said seeing the action. He reached out to shake Darren's hand.

Nancy and Gloria looked up smiling at Richard. Neither one of them were embarrassed by being naked or for sucking on Darren's cock.

"Richard, this is my mother Gloria," Darren said introducing them.

Richard took Gloria's hand and studied her Nubian figure. "It's a pleasure to meet you," he said.

"Aren't you going to join us?" Gloria said smiling at him.

"Absolutely," Richard said. "Would you'll like to come to the game room? It's a lot more comfortable there and the bar is stocked."

"That's a good idea, sweetheart," Nancy said pulling on Darren to get him to his feet.

"I've been looking forward to meeting you," Richard said putting his arm around Gloria's naked body as they walked in behind Nancy and Darren.

"I've been waiting on the opportunity myself," Gloria said feeling his hand slid down over her butt-cheeks.

"Soon we'll be family, as soon as Elizabeth makes up her mind when the wedding is going to be," Richard said.

Gloria almost laughed out loud when they entered the game room. There was a projector screen on a big wall and three big circular beds taking up most of the floor space. Against the wall was a long bar the looked like something that would be in a nightclub.

Nancy helped Darren out of his clothes while Richard walked Gloria over to the bar. Richard turned on the scroll lights and music. The room went dark and looked just like a nightclub without a dance floor.

"This place is great," Gloria said taking the glass of golden Champaign that Richard handed her.

"This is my favorite place to be," Richard said. "As a kid I use to dream of having a harem of beautiful black women, all with beautiful bodies just like yours."

"Thank you," Gloria said. "Why only black women?"

"Look at Nancy," Richard said looking over at his wife sucking of Darren juice black rod. "She is a beautiful white woman. She has naturally blonde hair and blue eyes. Her legs are symmetrically sculptured and her skin is evenly toned from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet. To her absolute credit, she has a nice plump butt, something that she passed down to her daughters. She will do anything that I ask her to do. But the thing is that there are hundreds of thousands of white women just like her. She is a part of the majority. Black women with that same type of attitude are far and few between. It's not everyday that I see a black woman with dark even toned skin lovely curves and a willingness to give her own son head in front of strangers."

"I wouldn't necessarily call you'll strangers," Gloria said. "After all, we're about to be in-laws."

"Well tell me, when did you start screwing your son?" Richard asked.

Gloria saw no reason to hide the sorted story being that Darren had already told Elizabeth. "It's funny you asked," she began. "My daughter and I were just talking about it a few weeks ago. It didn't start all at once. It sort of built up to it. In the beginning I didn't realize what he was doing. He was hugging me a lot. Him touching my butt didn't seem like a big deal. Even when he started squeezing it, he acted like he was just playing. He started moving up to bigger and better things, but it was so gradual that I let it go. He would hug me from behind and tell me in a fun sort of way that I was the finest mom that he knew, and he started greeting me that way and would even grind against me. It was all in fun, so I let it go. Then he started laying down beside me before he would say good night. I usually lay on my side, so he would spoon me and joke about doing me. Then he started he started getting more aggressive. When he hugged me, he would out right grind on me. I'm his mother, so I wasn't about to push him away. I really didn't know what to do. All I heard was that it was normal and that he would grow out of it and I should let it run its course. That was easier said than done. One he wasn't some little kid. He continued to get worse, putting his hands inside my clothes. He would even grab on me in public. I was so scared that someone would see him that knew us. He stayed under me everywhere I went constantly feeling me up. I figured that if I stopped fighting with him then he would get tried and gone about his business. I was wrong. I gave him an inch and he took a mile. I was in bed and he came in and got on top of me. Instead of pushing him off, I just laid there and let him grind and feel on me. Before I could blink, I felt him inside of me. He got me really good. I mean he screwed my brains out. Now, I really didn't know what to do. He acted like I was his woman and I found myself giving in to him. What I found out from was that he was screwing his sister, Denise too. Eventually it tapered off and he stopped. He still feels me up from time to time, but he hadn't done it to me in a long time. Today was the first day I've given him head in over a year."