Date: Wed, 07 Jul 2004 01:17:28 -0400
From: katy putain <katyputain@hotmail.com>
Subject: Katy's boyfriend, Brad

Katy's boyfriend, Brad
By Katy Putain

Inter-racial MF/MM + MF incest

Mom
and Dad went away for the weekend and entrusted Aaron to my care. Now I know
what you're thinking: like, just leave the cat to mind the goldfish, huh?
Well, it was a few months since I'd seen Aaron taking uncle Col up his ass
like a whore born 'n' bred, and even longer since I'd had my own bathroom
floor fuck with Aaron and his buddy, Tom Shearer, and things had pretty much
cooled between us, believe it or not. My boyfriend, Brad, had accused me of
fucking with my kid brother's head, though on the evidence of what uncle Col
had going on that day, nailing Aaron through the mattress, I reckon his head
was the least fucked part of his body.

I'd warned Aaron I planned to have
Brad stay the weekend Mom and Dad went away. He didn't even call me a slut,
which was an improvement, although I'd already given him a lecture about
stone throwing in glasshouses, so he'd probably decided to just save his
breath. I arranged it with Brad on Thursday night after I blew his beautiful
black tool in the locker-room after footy practice, and he said he was
lookin' forward to a solid 48 hours of comprehensive pussy pounding. I left
the locker-room with his black ball fuck juice still wet on my tits.

I'd
been seeing Brad for about nine months. I was 17, he was 18, and it was my
longest time going steady - if you call fucking your 14 year old kid brother
and his best buddy while you're dating going steady. Brad knew all about it
and I'd filled him in about Aaron and uncle Col in the meantime. You can see
the attraction: he was cool, and admitted the whole thing turned him on,
even though he warned me about screwing with Aaron's head. On top of being
cool with all that stuff, Brad was gorgeous as fuck, black dad, white mom,
hung like a stallion. Liked to fuck me between my tits and shoot a load into
my waiting mouth. Confessed he was turned on thinkin' about my ex, Tom
Shearer's brother, Kyle, fucking me from behind like a dog - I hadn't told
him about that, Kyle had. And it turned me on that the guys talked about
what they'd done with me. I reckon Kyle would have liked to watch me blowing
Brad, and Brad would've got right off seein' me on all fours for Kyle. Tell
the truth, I'd've liked to perform for 'em, too.

Mom and Dad were on the
7:30 train outta town Friday night, I had my pussy shaved by 7:45, and Brad
was dropping his training kit on my bathroom floor by 8. Hell, I'm not one
for lettin' the grass grow. We got pizzas, laid on the couch, and Aaron
sprawled on the floor while we watched Bruce Willis blowin'up buildings in
some shit flick where the black cop plays second fiddle again. Right after,
we went to bed.

I flicked on the bedside lamp, stripped and went down on
Brad while he was still fully dressed. He was hard from rubbing it into me
on the couch and he liked to have his track-pants on while I sucked him -
said it was like gettin' a proper servicing. I got a good noseful of his
black cock scent and I was as horny as a deprived housewife in about five
seconds. His cock was too thick for me to close my fist around and I needed
to suck him for a few minutes round the fat cone of his uncut head before my
throat opened to take him deep enough without gagging. But I'd blown my
baby's beautiful cock so many times, I knew how to take him, just as well as
I knew where and when.

As I sucked and stroked him, I worked my pussy with
my other hand. I spread my cunt with two fingers and fingered myself with
the middle one, getting myself wet for Brad's entry. I was trying to decide
whether I wanted to bring him off in my mouth the first time, or ride him,
when I began to taste his pre-cum and he settled two hands firmly on the
back of my head, so the decision was made for me. I opened my throat and he
shot a coupla healthy spurts of salty fuck milk onto the back of my tongue.


"Oh, baby, swallow me," he was moaning, pressing my face into his pubes.
"Swallow my load, baby."

I was already gulping it and as he slid his pole
outta my throat, I licked the length of the underside of his shaft, and
pulled the foreskin back to dip my tongue into the slit of his pink
crown.

"Jeezers, Katy, you suck like a goddamn whore." It was a Brad
compliment and he let out a little laugh before he said: "Down to the
business then, hey, whore?"

I slid back onto my bed as he dropped his
track-pants and pulled his t-shirt over his head in one movement. I sat up
against the bed-head and spread my thighs. Brad mounted the bed, lifted my
legs behind the knees and shafted into me without a breath. He buried
himself in me to the balls and withdrew to the head, teasing my fuck-mound,
before slowly sliding into me again, and jiggling his big black balls
against my ass. Then he adopted his sassin' black voice to get me
goin'.

"Wha' you want, ho? Huh? You in need of a thorough black shaftin',
bitch, ain't'cha? Now you swallered all my fuck-gob, I kin do you fer'n hour
or mo, I reckon. Jiss fuck the sweet pussy right offa you. 'At's wha' you
wan' ain'it, bitch? Open yo' mouth, ho' - lemme taste myself on your
tongue."

He fucked me as I sat against the bedhead, and shoved his tongue
deep down my throat, tasting his own dump. He slammed my lower back against
the wood and took me like the slut that I was, pressing my knees nearly back
against my elbows as I clung on to the banging bedhead. Drawing back from my
mouth, he spread his knees and stretched mine further apart to get a good
view of his fuck pole pounding my sloppy, shaved cunt.

"Well, look at that,
ho! Fuck, yeah, take it, bitch, take my full length. 'S'wha' you wan',
ain'it, huh? Jiss wha' you wan', baby. Man, that feels good. Baby, yo' so
wet 'n' sloppy, like bein' in yer ho-mouth - only tighter."

I came then
and shrieked above Brad's fuck-talk. I felt my cunt tighten around his shaft
and he let out a low whistle.

"Fuck, baby! Look at that pussy juice jiss
oozin' outta you, bitch. You muss jiss love that fat black cock up you, hey,
baby?"

He was still tooling me, real slow, and slid out of me, dribbling
both our fuck juices onto the sheets.

"You ok, baby? I gotta take a piss
right now." He stood up, trailing cum as he went. "I'll be back for Round 3
in jiss a minute." He was laughing as he turned into the darkened hall.

I
sat against the bedhead and got my breath back. Drawing my thighs together,
I drew the dry top sheet over me and lay down in that part of the bed not
soaked with fuck juice. I heard the snap of the bathroom light switch, but
not the usual thumping splatter of Brad's piss in the bowl. Instead, as I
closed my eyes for a moment, I heard Brad's voice in the hollow
bathroom.

"Hey, boy. Well, look at you - you look pleased to see me,
feller. Get a good look there, buddy. You like that?"

Brad was talking to
Aaron. Aaron said nothing, but I knew he was there, in the hall outside the
bathroom. I rolled out of bed and drew the top sheet after me, wrapping
myself as I went, my thighs slippery with cock'n'pussy cum. I was on tip-toe
and stood in the dark hall, out of the line of light from my bedside lamp. I
saw Aaron standing just as I'd thought, but I couldn't see Brad. Aaron was
topless, his broad 14 year old shoulders brown in the light from the
bathroom, and he was stroking his crotch through his white briefs. If I was
tired from the pounding I'd had a minute ago, I was wide awake now.

"C'mon
boy, get a closer look. I hear you ain't averse to some cock now 'n' then,
huh? Muss take after yo' sister there, buddy. You ever seen a black cock?
You ever seen anything as good as mine? Huh, buddy? I reckon as not - you
ain't been around quite so long as yo' sister, after all."

Aaron was
stroking himself as Brad gave that soft, sexy laugh. I saw Aaron swallow. He
was breathing heavily and unevenly and I knew his heart was pounding under
that hunky little chest of his. Then Brad went for him.

"You wanna suck it,
buddy? Huh? You wanna suck my black fuck monster, boy? Git on yo' knees,
boy. C'mon. Git on yo' knees and taste yo' bitch sister's pussy juices on my
cock."

Aaron licked his lips. I held the sheet around my tits with one hand
and slipped underneath to stroke my soaking pussy with the other. I was
dying to see Aaron take Brad in his mouth. I had to see it; I had to watch
my kid brother sucking my boyfriend's cock.

Yeah, Aaron was my little
brother all right. He knelt on the carpet in the hall, right against the
edge of the tiles in the room where he'd fucked me with his buddy, Tommy. I
saw Brad's beautiful body fill the bathroom doorway, his black cock
glistening with pussy sweat and cunt juice, and rigid with piss and lust.
Hell, if this wasn't fucking with Aaron's head, I don't know what
was.

Aaron's lips opened and Brad's hips leaned into face-fuck my kid
brother. The pink crown of my favourite cock stretched out of its black hood
and slipped into Aaron's waiting mouth.

"Yeah, that's it. Learn how to take
it as good as Katy. C'mon baby, ease it into your throat there. Ooh, baby...
'at's it. Yeah, look at you suckin' my black fuck pole. You like that,
honey? You like the taste of your sister's cunt on my black fuck pole? I was
in her cunt not five minutes ago, baby, so you're gettin' it nice'n'fresh,
like the ripest fruit. Oh, man, yeah, oh, let me fuck your beautiful
face-cunt..."

Brad was into it now. His head tilted back and his eyes
closed. His left hand closed over the back of Aaron's blonde head as his
right hand rose up his own six-pack stomach and brushed over his big black
nipples. Aaron's head held steady as Brad pumped his throat full of cock. My
brother had one 14 year old hand wrapped as far as it could around Brad's
choking shaft, and the other one wrapped around his own pretty pubescent
pecker, slowly stroking in time with Brad's thrusts.

I'm telling you, it
was a picture fit to make a girl cream her panties. And had I been wearing
any... I was rubbing my clit through the sheet with my hand, digging three
or four fingers roughly into my cunt, wrapped in the sheet. I'd let the
sheet drop from my tits so I could twist a nip between my fingertips with my
other hand. I was as horny as any bitch in heat. When Brad lowered his head
and opened his eyes, he got a good look at me workin' myself in the
half-light of the hallway.

"Whoa, boy." He eased Aaron's face off his shaft
and I saw a stream of spit fall from my little brother's lower lip to my
boyfriend's swollen cockhead. "Check it out, buddy: yo' sister's gettin'
herself all worked up seein' you suckin' me like a ho. Hate to think she was
missin' out, havin' to unload herself while you and me had all the fun, now.
That jiss wouldn' be fair, would it, cocksucker?"

Brad wanted complete
control here, and I let him take it. His mouth curled into a cheeky
snarl.

"Dammit, she takes some satisfyin', don't she, buddy? Fuck me if she
ain't the neediest bitch I ever seen. And you unnerstan', boy, this black
fuck-tool's serviced some needy bitches in it's short life..."

Aaron was
still stroking his cock, but was now watching my hand shoving sheet and
fingers into my cunt. Brad had the hair on the back of Aaron's head curled
gently between his fingers, but it was a hold that turned firm now.

"Make
yo' way into yo' slut-sister's bedroom, boy. On yo' knees. Move it
now."

Brad strutted out of the bathroom, Aaron's head in his grip. He
didn't rush, his solid piss-filled cock pointing the way, but Aaron stumbled
on his knees once or twice, one hand raised to hold Brad's wrist as it
pulled him gently on by the hair, the other still in his own briefs,
gripping his sweet teen fuck-pole. Brad's other arm encircled my waist as he
approached and he slid his hand up my hip to grab my pert tit with its
knob-nipple, hard and horny.

"Lessee wha'this little teen-fag's got to
offer us, honey."

I slid from his grasp and the sheet to spread myself on
my back on the bed. I lay with my hands alongside my head.

Brad brought
Aaron to the edge of the bed. Only my kid brother's head was above the
mattress - his eyes were in line with my shaved fuck-mound.

"Look a'that,
boy. Pussy for the takin'. An' yo' gonna take it, pussy-boy." He released
Aaron's head and pressed him gently on the back of the neck. "Mount yo'
sister, buddy."

Aaron climbed onto my bed and lifted his leg over me. He
wouldn't meet my eyes, but I was so horny I didn't give a shit. I reached
down and slipped his jocks over his cock and down below his tight buns. Brad
stretched a hand over to squeeze Aaron's butt as my hands tugged at his
jocks.

"Ooh, yeah, you are a pussy-boy, ain't'ya. Aw, shit, look'a'that
piece a boy-pussy." Then he slapped Aaron's butt - he slapped it hard: "Fuck
her, buddy. Fuck yo' sister! Do as I say, kid! Fuck her!"

Aaron slid into
my waiting cunt with a moan. His hands reached along my arms and closed over
my wrists and he began plunging in and out of me.

"That's it, boy. Yeah,
nail her - nail her to the fuckin' bed, buddy. You know wha'she wants, boy.
She's already seduced you once, now give it to her how she likes it - slam
her! Look a'that shaved fuck-slot - she shaves it jiss so you can pound it
so much easier, baby! Yeah, fuck her, fuck her!"

My kid brother did as he
was told - and how. He spliced me with his teen tool, dribbling and moaning
as he ploughed me open. I could feel myself getting wetter and sloppier as
he fucked me and I was only half aware of the extra pressure around my legs
as Brad climbed onto the bed, too, positioning himself behind the boy-pussy
he knew my uncle Col had already filled once. Col had taken the cherry, but
Aaron had tightened up again since the plucking. I couldn't see Brad's face
as Aaron's beautiful, downy-haired chest scraped my tits, but I could see
his hands close around my brother's slim hips.

"Oh, baby, I gotta have you.
I gotta have yo' sweet teen ass while yo' fuckin' yo' sister, boy. Such a
tiny little ass! I jiss gotta give it to you anal, boy! Hol' still a minute
while I git ya juiced up."

Aaron did as he was told again, sliding deep
into me and holding himself there. His full weight pressed down on my wrists
and felt as used as I'd ever been - used by my boyfriend and my brother. As
Aaron held his fuck-rod inside my cunt, I lifted my head and took his tongue
in my mouth. He responded, tonguing me deep, and as he moved away from my
lips, I breathed against his cheek: "Brad's gonna tear your sweet pussy
apart again, Aar'. Just the way you loved it when Col had you."

Brad had my
tube of cunt-lube and squeezed it into Aaron's tiny little ass. My brother's
face creased as Brad slid his big thumb inside, getting him dilated for his
piss-hard black cock.

"Oh, finger me, man... shove it in me... fuckin'
finger me deep... awww!"

Aaron had begun to fuck me again, his slim hips
bucking under Brad's grip, as he begged for the fingering Brad was only too
ready to give him.

"...So tight! I gotta get in there 'fore I shoot all
over yo' ass! Hol' still while I shove it in ya, bitch. I said, hol' still,
cunt!"

Aaron bit into his bottom lip as Brad pressed his massive cockhead
against his lubed teen boy cunt.

"Aw, fuck me! Go on, force me... force it
into me... Take me like a bitch, Brad!"

My boyfriend was sinking his shaft
into my kid brother.

"I'll take ya, baby, I'll fuckin' take ya! Oh, baby
yo' the tightest I ever had! Fuck me, yo' tighter than a nun's cunt in
winter!"

Aaron stayed hard inside me but his hands slid from my wrists. I
reached down to stroke his boy balls with one hand and pulled his face down
to mine with the other. He pushed his tongue deep into me again.

"You taste
me in there, boy?" Brad was egging him on to fuck me harder. "You taste me
in yo' sister's mouth where I shot my load? You got me both ends, faggot!
Take my fuck-jizz, boy-ho'! Take my fuckin' jizz!"

Aaron let out a long
moan of ecstasy as Brad poured himself into his hole.

"I'm gonna cum, I'm
gonna cum..." I slid my kid bro's cock outta me as he started to spill, and
he blasted teen juice over my shaved pussy and up under my tits. I rubbed it
over my raw cunt and dragged the sloppy gobs over my stomach, then forced my
fingers into his mouth as it hung open just above my tits, dribbling.
Aaron's face was red, his lips smeared with his own teen sprog, and he was
shaking with pleasure as his cock spilled its last.

"Ohh, boy!" Brad lifted
Aaron to his knees, and reached a hand under his shuddering 14 year old
cock, drizzling cum over my thighs, to tug Aaron's jocks even further down
one thigh. They were stretched to tearing. I could see Brad's black bull's
balls swinging low behind Aaron's barely pubescent sac, tight with lust. He
was shoving himself deeper into him, forcing my brother to sit back on that
huge shaft, right to the base. Aaron sobbed with pleasure, his head lolling
back on Brad's big shoulder. My boyfriend's other hand closed over Aaron's
defined chest. Seeing the two of them like that set me to fingering myself
again, and I spread my scarlet pussy open, stroking my stiff clit with my
little brother's fuck juice.

"Baby, I really need to take that piss now,"
Brad breathed into Aaron's ear, "so you take it all, honey... here it comes,
baby... I'm pissin' it into yo' hot cunt now..."

Aaron let out a cry as his
boy-pussy was filled with Brad's warm piss. He'd pumped piss into me more
than once after I'd cum, and dammit, I wished he'd given it to me this time,
too.

Maybe he read my mind, because he kissed my little slut brother on the
neck and winked at me over his shoulder as he said:

"Jiss think, honey...
I'm stayin' the whole weekend... an' it's only Fridee night..."

END