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The guy was cumming too. Amy saw stars, bright lights, her spine was numb, her pussy convulsing around his semen spurting cock. She struggled to breath, gasping for air, arching her back, every nerve in her body firing. Waves of pleasure like none she's ever felt, radiated through her.
"Marty!" she cried out in the loud room.
Too confused and afraid to turn around for fear of seeing a ghost, she waited until his cock finished spurting cum, filling up her fertile womb. It slinked out of her and she collapsed to her tummy, having never had such a powerful orgasm in her life.
She looked over her shoulder, seeing the door open, light from the hallway shinning in. Amy saw the man who just came inside her, struggling to walk away.
Her eyes lit up with horror.
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A month later she was crying at Martin's grave. She was begging for forgiveness, pleading with her late husband to forgive her from wherever he was. Amy took out the positive pregnancy test she kept in her purse since taking it, a token to confirm this was real -- not a nightmare from which she would wake.
She told Monica a couple weeks prior that she was pregnant and it wasn't by a black man. Amy was far too ashamed to tell Monica the truth.
She cleaned off his headstone, gathered her composure and went home.
That night, another night of avoiding Caleb, she cried herself to sleep again. Not because she wasn't pregnant by a black man, or that sleeping around with blacks didn't get her pregnant like she desired, or who turned out to be the man that impregnated her; she was crying because those brief seconds of mating was the best sex she ever had and she wanted it again, all day, every day.
Amy finally became exhausted from crying, briefly considering aborting the baby, but decided not to. She would never tell Caleb. She would go on, try to get over it and push aside the burning desire to feel that feeling again, that wrong, taboo sex she now craved.
"I'm sorry Marty," she whispered before falling asleep.
The end.
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Her son knocked her up, in case it wasn't clear. It was treading on the line of incest category, so I left out names as best I could, hoping the reader would put two and two together. As always, the moms in my literary universe love black cock, but there's one cock they love more than all others -- the final part in the series, part 4, will feature Amy and her son.
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- COMMENTS
Foxterot7aalmost 3 years agoIf I was the son, I would look for another mother or pretend I did not have one.
Anonymousabout 8 years agoShould have not been titled CH 2 or 3. Was looking forward to the characters from CH 1. Liked them better.
Anonymousabout 8 years agothis was not nearly as good as the first one. it was like some cartoon with all the lame sexual scenarios. only two were of any interest. monica never brought anything of worth to the story and amy ending although hilariously fitting lacked any real closure or any reason for empathy. you should have come up with a different concept or just stuck with the characters from chapter one and continued their story.
Anonymousover 8 years agoSince I like both incest and interracial stories, this story was a rel treat. I loved the idea of Amy wanting to have a black baby but the surprise ending definitely made up for her not getting bred black. Keep writing.
Anonymousover 8 years agoget that black cock! oh but wait! her slutty ways got her in the end....it backfired. gonna have her kid's kid now.
looking forward to that part.
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yeahhh sploodge!!!!!!!!!!!! squirting cum all over the place!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
