Date: Tue, 23 Apr 2024 23:29:10 +0000 From: Clever Anon Name Subject: John's Adventures in the Trailer Park Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. It is not based on real people, living or dead, or real events. Please leave now if you are underage, or dislike vivid descriptions of sexual activity between adults and teenagers. This story also contains strong language and raceplay that some may find offensive. *********************************** John's head was pounding as he woke up to light filtering through a dirty window and heavy snoring from the woman in the bed next to him. It all came back to him as he gasped in horror. The night before, John and some of his buddies had been drinking at a dive bar (actual dive bar, not the fake kind people these days loved) and his buddy Jonathan had dared him to hit on the loneliest woman in the bar. He had looked around and found a woman at the bar who seemed to qualify. She was his opposite in most ways: he was 25, she appeared to be in her 40s. He was black, she was white. He was fit and she was round all over. John went over and turned on his charm and the woman laughed and bought him a shot. And then another shot. And then another. Next thing he knew she was dragging him to her trailer in the trailer park behind the bar. John wasn't sure if it was the alcohol messing with his memory, but he slowly recalled some of the best sex of his life. She had the biggest pussy he had ever seen and it practically dripped with wetness. He had groped and squeezed her huge tits as his 8" cock pounded her. At one point he remembered her screaming she was going to squirt and he felt the bed getting wetter. John's cock was at half mast as he remembered more and more details. But his head also pounded and he needed some water or he was sure he was going to die. He found his boxers and put them on before walking out of the room and stumbling into the kitchen. John was shocked to see a boy, who appeared to be in his early teens, sipping some orange juice and casually browsing his phone. "Want something?" the boy asked. "Umm ... I was just going to get some water," John stammered, suddenly very aware of how nearly-naked he was. The boy looked him up and down before getting a glass with some water and handing it over. John drank the water in one go before returning to the bedroom. The woman in the bed, whose name John either forgot or never learned, was sitting up lighting a cigarette, her huge tits resting on her equally large belly. "I, uh, met your ... kid I guess?" John attempted small talk. "Oh, yes, Henry," she said between drags. "By the time I realized I was pregnant with him it was too late to do anything. Lucked out he's queer so I don't have to worry about him knocking anyone up." She laughed a raspy, smoker's laugh, before continuing: "I once saw him on a site that was all black guys. Guess he inherited his interests from my side." As she laughed at her own joke, John couldn't believe how crass and disgusting the woman was. But, at the same he felt himself getting rock hard and the sight of his growing tent was not lost on his companion. Putting out her cigarette, the woman stretched out her leg, revealing her deep pussy lips between huge thighs. Her hands began circling her dark, wide areolas. "You going to just stand there champ?" John pulled out his 8" cock and pushed her back on the bed. He thrust himself deep inside her wet cunt in one motion. "That's a good black boy," the woman moaned, "stick that dark cock in this white pussy." John's lust and self-disgust took over as he fucked her as hard as he could. He looked down and saw a puddle developing on the bed where her pussy juice was collecting. As John's fingers pinched her rock hard nipples, she cried out, "oh yeah that's a good nigger". John had not been called that word by a white person in as long as he could remember and in a fit of anger he slapped her across the face. Yet it also made his cock get even harder. As his hand made impact, he felt her orgasm overwhelm her and her cunt gushed all over his cock. "You dumb white bitch," John practically screamed, "get ready for this black boy seed." John grabbed her tits hard as he pumped a huge load deep inside her. When his balls finally emptied, he pulled out in a mess of sweat and shame. He also could have sworn he saw movement out of the corner of his eye, by the door he accidentally left open ajar. John put on his clothes and sprinted out, not even acknowledging Henry's "see ya mister" from the kitchen. He drove home and hopped in the hottest shower he could stand. As he piled his clothes into the laundry, a scrap of paper fell out with a note. It had a phone number and a name: "Pam". Of course it was Pam. **************************************** For the next week, John wasn't sure whether he wanted to call Pam or throw out her number. On the one hand, it had been the best sex of his life. On the other hand, she was the grossest person he had ever slept with. Still, he figured he might as well keep it just in case he caught something and the STI clinic needed to track her down. Saturday night came around John went out with his friends and after a few drinks texted a few girls who enjoyed servicing his big cock. They all were busy and so John went home frustrated at the prospect of another night with just porn and his hands. As he undressed, Pam's note stared at him from the wall. "Fuck it," he said as he picked up his phone. "Hello," Pam's raspy voice answered. "Pam it's ... John. From ... last weekend." A few seconds of silence left John regretting ever calling before he heard her voice again, "come over in an hour." John took two shots of tequila after hanging up, and then one more before he left. He knocked on the flimsy trailer door and was shocked to see the door opened by Pam dressed in the trashiest black lingerie he had ever seen, her enormous tits barely concealed by the lace. John's second shock was entering the small living room to see Henry was sitting on the couch watching TV while his mom was barely dressed a few feet away. John shook his head as Pam led him back to her room. "Back for some of this hot pussy?" Pam teased, rubbing her hands over her fat thighs. Feeling his horniness and disgust rising, John reached out and pinned Pam's wrists against the wall. "Shut up you whore," John whispered as his free hand reached beloww her bulging belly to feel her wet cunt. She moaned as his hand found her clit. He shoved one finger deep inside, then two, then three. Pam moaned louder and louder as she writhed against the arm holding her wrists against the wall. "Ohh ... Ohh ... here it comes," Pam shouted as John's hands were drenched in her squirt. The warm pussy juice formed a puddle on the cheap carpet. John's dick strained against his pants and as he whipped out his 8" cock, Pam got down on her knees. "Fuck that's such a beautiful big black cock," she marveled. John responded by smacking his cock against her cheeks. Pam's mouth was almost as good as her pussy. John had to admit she knew had to suck a guy off and seemed to have no gag reflect. He grabbed her by the hair and shoved her all the way down and she eagerly complied. Not wanting to waste his load, John pulled her off after a few minutes: "ready to get some of this black cock you love?" Pam turned around as John got on his knees, rubbing his cock up and down her wet pussy lips. "Stick that nigger cock in me already," Pam screamed. That earned her a rough slap across her ass that left it momentarily red. He shoved his dick inside her, thrusting aggressively as he grabbed his hair for better leverage. Her warm pussy seemed to have no limits as he went harder and faster. The sweat dripped off his body as their moans turned into shouts which turned into screams. As Pam's orgasm let loose more warmth on John's cock, he gave a powerful thrust as he screamed "yeah take that black seed you white bitch." John pulled out and Pam immediately turned around to clean off his cock. He desperately needed some water and picked up his underwear before looking outside and seeing the lights were off in the house. He shrugged and headed the short distance to the kitchen and turned on the light. What he saw stopped him in his tracks. Henry was bent over, picking up some spilled candy off the floor, his slim frame naked and pink boy hole pointed straight at John. John couldn't see Henry's cock but he saw two small balls peeking out, with just a whisper of hair over Henry's pale body. Henry quickly straightened himself upright as John turned around. "Sorry mister," Henry said ducking to hide himself behind the counter while taking a moment to appreciate John's sweaty but toned backside, the smooth dark bubble butt just inches away. "You can turn around." John moved to hide his nakedness on the other side of the counter. "Sorry, I thought you were asleep so I didn't think to put on anything when I went to grab some water," John apologized. "There was a bit too much noise for me to sleep so I decided I'd get a quick snack" "I am ... very sorry," John said, embarrassingly recalling all of their screams and moaning. "Oh no worries, mister, at least it was just one of you." "You can call me John," he suggested, before realizing "wait what do you mean just one of me?" "Oh sometimes mom has two or three friends over," Henry shrugged, "especially if Aunt Tiffany and Uncle Jim are visiting." John felt his jaw drop at all the information he was taking in. "Well, good night John" Henry said as he quickly headed out of the kitchen, hands covering his dick, but still giving John a view of his smooth, surprisingly developed ass cheeks. John reached for some water before finding a beer in the fridge. He drank it down and realized he wasn't in a good shape to drive home, so went back to Pam's room and found her passed out with his cum leaking out of her pussy. He sighed, put on his underwear, and fell asleep on the couch. **************************************** John woke up to the smell of coffee and bacon. He stumbled to the kitchen to see Henry working the stove. Henry turned and said "good morning" and then his eyes froze. John looked down and saw his morning wood had pitched a big tent in his boxers and he adjusted himself. Henry blushed, his pale cheeks turning bright red, as he turned back to the stove. "Want some breakfast?" "Yes, please. That smells delicious." "There's tables in the living room, I'll bring you a plate." John found two folding TV tray tables and set them up. A few minutes later, two big plates of bacon and eggs were put down on the trays, along with a big mug of coffee. John was famished and set to work immediately. "Wow, Henry, this is fucking amazing," John said between bites. Henry's cheeks turned red again. "Henry ... where is your mom?" "Oh she went to work. Had to go in early this morning so she told me to take care of you." "Well, I'm sorry you had to take care of me, but I really appreciate breakfast. I should get dressed and get out of your way." Henry shrugged. **************************************** John didn't hear anything from Pam and he tried to put her out of his mind. Two weeks later he was back at the dive bar and saw a woman he thought was her, but turned out to be a different fat white lady. As he got drunker he got hornier and decided to see if Pam was around. He stumbled through the trailer park before finding the one belonging to her and knocking. No one answered but he heard noise and the door was unlocked so he decided he'd let himself in. John followed the noise to the back of the house and the room next to Pam's. The door was open just enough to see inside and John could not believe his eyes. Henry was on his knees on the bed, his mouth sucking on a cock that seemed to belong to a boy his own age, and a middle aged man was fucking him from behind. Both men were nearly fully dressed, pants unzipped just far enough to let their cocks be free, but Henry was naked. His pale, white skin seemed porcelain smooth in the light and his cock seemed to be about 4", rock hard and bouncing against his belly with each thrust. "Oh fuck, going to bust soon," the older man grunted. "Yeah breed this homo dad!" the younger man shouted. John's jaw dropped somehow even lower. Not only was Henry getting spit-roasted, but getting spit-roasted by a father/son combo. John's cock was for some reason straining his pants and he quickly whipped it out and gave it some furious strokes. The older man grabbed Henry by the shoulders and pulled him as far down on his cock as possible as he moaned and bred the boy. The younger guy took his cock out of Henry's mouth and proceeded to shoot a watery load on Henry's face. And John's own cock exploded several strong spurts of cum against the wall and floor. As the two guys zipped up, John hurried to hide in Pam's bedroom before they walked out. When Henry went to the bathroom, John made it to the living room on his own way out before he tripped over an untied shoelace. As he picked himself up, Henry emerged, still naked. "John ... what are you doing here?" Henry asked, blushing and too surprised to hide his still hard cock. "I was looking for your mom, well I thought I'd surprise her, but I just came" John stuttered at the worst possible time "and she wasn't here so I ... " As Henry's eyes began to tear up John stopped talking. "Please ... don't tell mom what you saw," Henry sniffled. "I won't, I won't! But she knows you're ... gay .... right?" "Yeah of course. But she would hate to know I was sucking off Tyler after he called her a 'fat pig' when she wouldn't sleep with him any more." John really had no idea what to say, his brain was too saturated with alcohol to fully process the situation, so he just went with the easiest: "Well she probably doesn't want you sleeping with someone so much older!" Henry stopped sniffling just long enough to throw John a confused look. "Tyler is only like ... 6 months older than me." The shocks kept coming. Pam wasn't fucking the middle-aged guy, she was fucking the teenager. "Henry, how old are you?" "14, almost 15" Henry said through deep breaths. This was too much information for John and he felt his head spinning. He stumbled to the couch, nearly missing it before Henry came over to help. Henry disappeared and came back with a glass of water. John felt shitty that the sniffling kid was helping him when clearly Henry was the one who needed help. "Hey, it's going to be okay Henry, I promise," John reached out and caught Henry's hand. He wasn't sure if he had invited Henry on the couch or Henry had just invited himself onto it, but John was suddenly aware the still-naked adolescent was laying next to him. John sighed and wrapped his arm around Henry and pulled him in to cuddle. The kid relaxed in his arms and calmed down. John could see up close that Henry still had some cum near his ears. They quickly fell asleep, and John woke up to find Henry on his back with his arm still around him. The petite boy was squirming a little but still seemed asleep. By the light coming in through the window, John saw Henry's cock was hard and pulsing, he must be having a sex dream. John chuckled but just a moment later he saw and felt Henry's surprisingly powerful orgasm release a wave of boy cum all over Henry's chest and John's arm. John froze as Henry's body relaxed. Overcome by a sudden curiosity, John took his other hand and dipped a finger in the watery load, bringing it to his mouth. It had a very neutral taste, with just a hint of sweetness. John smiled at the naked boy in his arm and fell into a deep sleep. To be continued ...