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The Basketball Team

By: Phun4u2



My wife and I stabilized our relationship years ago. She is in charge and I do anything that I can to please her. It seems odd, she is 5' 3" and small; I am 6'3" and 220lbs, but she is the dominant one in our sex life. She is very imaginative and her sex drive is incredible. There is no telling what she will come up with or what she will require me to do to satisfy her. I am a very lucky man.

This past weekend is a perfect example. We were staying at a hotel in Orange Beach, AL and there just happened to be a Junior College Basketball team there as well. We ran into them on the beach, at the pool, the restaurant and in the halls. My wife flirted with them at every opportunity and it wasn't long before we had several of the young men around us all the time. While at the pool, my wife invited all of the players present to come up to our room in about an hour. They agreed and she and I left to go on up. When we got to the room, she told me to shower, shave and generally get cleaned up. When I finished, she took her turn and we were soon ready for our visitors.

I knew what to expect in general, but, had no idea what she would have us doing in particular. I could tell that she was very excited and of course, that excited me. We were both naked under our bath robes and while we were waiting, she told me to get on my knees in front of where she was seated and to lick her pussy. I happily complied. Shortly, there was a knock at the door, she told me to go open it and then come back to her. I went to the door, opened it and six of the team members came in. I walked back to my wife, got down and began licking and sucking her cunt again. I could hear her telling them to come in, sit down and that there was beer in the refrigerator. At first there was silence from the men, but, my wife started asking them if they liked what they saw and what I was doing. She continued to lead them on until they were all talking about what they wanted to do to her and what they'd like for her to do for them.

She eventually pushed me away from her wet crotch and told me to wait; then she asked them if any of them wanted a blow job? Of course, it was instant pandemonium, they all wanted one. She then explained that while she intended to participate, she just wanted to watch for awhile. She then interrupted their groans of dismay by telling them that I was her sex slave and that she was going to have me service each of them in whatever way or ways that they preferred. That seemed to shock them and there was silence again.

I am going to digress for a moment and explain that my wife had discovered early in our marriage that I am fascinated by cocks. We would be watching porn and I became the most excited when the screen showed someone sucking someone's erect dick. She started me on strapons and worked on up to having me suck other men at her command. The only difference in this case was of quantity. She was offering to have me suck six men for as many times as they wanted. I was thrilled, turned on and somewhat apprehensive, all at the same time.

Before more than a few seconds had passed, she turned to me and told me to crawl over to the nearest and ask him if I could suck him off and would he mind if I swallowed his cum. I did as she commanded and the young man turned beet red, looked at the others and finally mumbled something that I took to be a yes. I reached up and pulled down his bathing trunks, revealing a semi-rigid cock. As soon as I got the trunks off his feet, I took his balls in one hand and his penis in the other and started fondling them. I leaned forward so that I could lick the end of it. I was rewarded by both seeing and feeling it get larger and harder. It became fully distended and was both steel hard, but, with that soft, velvety exterior of which only an erection is capable. I licked a drop of pre-cum off the tip and then took him fully into my mouth. He was only about 71/2" so it was no problem for me to take the entire length into my throat, still continuing to massage his balls. I'd like to say that it was my best effort ever, but, he came quickly. He did have a huge load though and I had some difficulty in swallowing it all.

For the next hour or so, it was just me sucking them off, one after the other, while my wife sat in her chair, shoving a dildo in and out of her cunt and giving directions. Once each of them had cum, my wife decided that it was time for her to get involved. She asked the men if any of them had ever screwed a man in the ass before and they all said that they had not. She told them that she wanted them all to take me that way, that I hadn't been a good slave and needed punishment. It was easy to see which of them was interested by their various states of arousal. I was not as happy, I like to suck cock and swallow cum, but, I'm not so excited about having one up my ass. I protested and she told me to shut up and to come over and lick her some more. I did and could hear her telling one of the men to get the ointment from the night stand in the bedroom. When he came back, she told him to rub some on my asshole and then do what came naturally. 

I felt his hands on my hips and then I felt the tip of his cock touch my tight little hole. He began to push and I resisted. My wife commanded me to relax and take it or it would be the worse for me. I tried to relax, but, it felt like someone was trying to park a Buick in my butt. He continued to persist and I felt it pop past the sphincter muscle; it went quicker after that and he began to pound away. It really hurt at first and then I started getting a warm feeling in my stomach and realized that I was starting to enjoy it. My wife noticed that I was moving in and out with his thrusts and she told him to stop. She pulled my head out of her cunt and asked me if I liked it. I told her that I did and she told me to beg him to continue fucking my male pussy. I did so and he fucked me till he came, filling my ass with his cum.

By this time they had formed a line and the next one was instantly shoving away at my butt; this time I was doing everything that I could to help him. I wanted another cock in my ass. My wife decided that she'd like to be fucked and picked out one to do her; she knelt on the floor so that he could take her doggie style. She wanted to be able to watch me while she was screwed. She told another to sit in the chair where she had been sitting so as to have me suck him. This way I could take care of more of them sooner. I made a contest out of it; whether I could get the guy in my mouth to ejaculate before the one in my ass or the other way around. I can't remember how many time that I won my own contest, but, I must have swallowed a gallon of cum and had at least as much pumped into my ass. My wife was fucking, sucking and being fucked and sucked by two and three men at a time. Eventually, everyone wore out and our visitors left, happily exhausted.

That evening we returned to the pool, thinking that it would be fun to just float around in the semi-dark. We had hardly gotten in the water when some of our new friends showed up with some of the members that hadn't been with us earlier. Of course, they wanted us to take them back to the room so that the new guys could have some fun and get their rocks off. My wife told them that she wanted to stay in the water, but, we could work something out. She told them and me to follow her to the far end of the pool, where it was darkest. She had each of them to sit on the edge with their feet trailing in the water and told them to pull out their manhood. She and I were still in the water, she told me to begin at one end of the line and suck then off. I begged to not do it; I was sure that I'd get caught. Anyone could look out their window or walk down to that end. She was adamant and I had no choice but to do as she wished. 

I started on my mission and in the excitement, soon lost all my inhibitions. I was in oral heaven, doing what I loved best, sucking cock and pleasing my wife. Around the time that I started on the third one, I felt someone enter the water with me, pull down my trunks and start shoving something at my asshole. I realized that it was one of my new buddy's erections and I arched my back to give him a better angle. Wonderful got even better and I was filled at both ends, several times that night.

We or at least I did have one scare. We heard someone ask what the hell was going on, in a loud voice. It turned out to be the coach and assistant coach of the team. The men went nuts, not knowing what to do or say. Ever resourceful, my wife stepped in and gave the consenting adults speech; following up with didn't they want to join in. At first it was not going to be a good thing, but, my wife reached down, removed her bikini bottoms and sat down on a lounge chair. When she spread her legs and told the coach to get over there and help her with her wet pussy, he lost it. He nearly broke his neck getting his face into her crotch. The assistant coach just smiled and pulled out his cock, pointing it at me. I can take a hint and I gave him the best head he said he'd ever had. He also said that he'd never had anyone swallow before. His wife didn't like to suck and would never swallow.

The time for the team's curfew came and went, but, eventually the coaches sent them to their rooms for the night. My wife and I were asked if we'd lime to come up and have a "night cap" with the coaches. We agreed and no sooner were we in the room than my wife had her bathing suit off. She told me to sit and watch while she was taken care of. She asked the coaches if they had ever fucked a woman at the same time, one in the cunt and one in the ass. They hadn't and she showed them how to do it. They started with her on her stomach, on the floor and one of them entering her ass. Once he was ensconced as far as he could get in her cute little butt, they rolled over so that he was on his back and she was on top facing upward. She told the other to come over and mount her in the conventional manner and he did. They began to fuck her with wild abandon while I had to just sit, watch and play with myself. My wife had positioned them so that she could see me the whole time. She thrives on tormenting me. It was really hot. 

When they had both cum, my wife ordered me to clean her up; I started to get a towel, but, she said that I had to do it with my mouth and tongue. I got down on the floor between her legs and licked her pussy clean of all the sperm deposited there; as I finished, she rolled over and told me that her ass need the same attention. I licked and sucked until she was satisfied. Once done, we gathered our possessions and went back to our room.

By this time I was in misery; I hadn't cum once and was suffering from a near case of blue balls. I knew that my wife was still turned on and had hopes of getting relief. As soon as we closed the door, she turned and began to kiss me passionately. She was pulling at my clothes, nearly ripping them in her efforts to get them off. I couldn't believe it when she dropped to her knees and took me in her mouth. Wow!! It was fantastic!! Then she stood back and asked me if I liked that. I said that I did. She said that if that's what I wanted I'd have to do something for her first. She told me that she was hungry and wanted room service. I was to order it for her and then, no matter who it was, I had to service the person that brought it, orally. We argued or at least I argued; she doesn't argue with me, she just tells me. Yes, you guessed it; I called room service and then waited uneasily to see how lucky I would get.

The knock came and I went to the door. Happily, it was a nice looking young man that wheeled the cart into the room. You could tell that he was a little taken aback when he saw my wife reclining on the couch with her robe barely covering the fact that she was nude. You could see most of one breast and all one leg up to the curly hairs at her crotch. 

He blushed when he realized that we'd both caught him looking. I asked him if he liked what he saw and he mumbled that he did and he was sorry. I laughed and told him that it was alright to look, she turned me on also. About then she spread her legs and revealed her sopping pussy. You could see drops of her love juices glistening on the hairs. I thought that his eyes would pop out of his head. I asked him if he'd like to make her happy and he said that he would.

I told him to take off his clothes, he was so turned on that he didn't hesitate and the next thing, he was naked with a very respectable erection that was clambering for attention. I dropped my robe, pulled him over to the nearest chair, pushed him into it and told him to relax and enjoy making her happy. He started to struggle back out of the chair, but, as soon as my mouth touched his cock, he sat back and watched me engulf him. I sucked him in and out a couple of times, then pulled back and asked him if he wanted me to finish. He gave me a very enthusiastic, affirmative reply and I went back to work. Alas, again it was all too quick and I was swallowing his load long before I was ready for it. I cleaned him up, got him dressed and out the door. It was my turn!!!

Mt wife told me that she loved watching me do things for her; she loved for me to do men almost as much as she enjoyed doing them. She took me into the bedroom and told me to lie on my back on the bed. She got on the bed and mounted my head facing toward my feet. She started humping my face and I was tonguing her clit. She started stroking my nipples. I haven't told you about my nipples, have I? I have incredibly sensitive nipples and she knows it. I couldn't stand it and started massaging my cock and she slapped my hands away. I could barely hear her telling me that she would let me know when I could cum. What exquisite torture, my cock felt like it was going to burst if I didn't get relief soon. I could feel her humping, thrusting and gyrating on my face; I was suffocating, but, I knew that I had to continue until she was satisfied. When I thought she was going to rock completely of me, she grabbed my hands and placed them back on my erection. I heard her say that I was to not cum, but, to tell her when I was about too. I started jacking of and she continued fucking my face until I knew that I was about to explode. I frantically waved my free hand over my dick and she got the message, she leaned forward, pushed my hands aside and buried my manhood deep in her throat. I came like a garden hose and she stayed with it; I could feel her throat muscles contracting around it as it pulsed and emptied itself. She took in every drop before allowing it to be drawn out of her velvety mouth. I nearly passed out and hardly noticed as she got off me, turned around and placed her mouth on mine. I could feel her tongue against my lips and opened my mouth wide to receive it. What a surprise when I found my mouth filled with my own sperm along with her warm tongue. We french kissed, sharing my cum between us until we had swallowed it all. We fell asleep in each other's arms, sexually, physically and emotionally exhausted. My last thoughts before drifting off were thinking that I hoped the basketball team was still going to be there the next day.

The Basketball Team Ch. 01



The idea from this story came from tapeworm, and it was heavily outlined by demos. I owe nearly everything here to them. 

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Parker Marson spent every day after school in the basketball locker room. At Toriville High School, basketball was the most important sport. The games were always packed, the pep rallies were wild, and the basketball players were the gods of the school.

Parker never made the team, but that didn't stop his enthusiasm. Parker took the important but unpopular position of towel boy. Parker stayed after school every day to watch and manage the practices, to wash the uniforms, to clean the locker rooms, and to in general make sure everything ran smoothly.

The leader of the team was Devon Masters, a tall muscular black nineteen year old high school senior. He was the undisputed best player in the school as well as in the county. He had tons of schools competing for his attendance in college. In addition to his strength on the court, Devon had charming good looks which made him popular with both the girls at the school as well as in the neighborhood.

Like Devon, the other members of the team were black, including the powerful ex-NBA coach. At practices and in the locker room, Parker always stood out as the small puny white boy amongst the giant black men around him. Parker wished he could be as big and strong as the players, but he wasn't and so he worked his hardest to make sure they got what ever they wanted.

One day, the players were out practicing and Parker was ironing their uniforms in the locker room. He heard a knock at the door, and opened it to find Meghan Bellon, the head cheerleader. She had smooth blond hair, rosy tan skin, bright blue eyes, and a set of perky grapefruit sized tits which she had shelved up in a halter top. Her shiny full red lips curved into a smile when she saw Parker.

"Is Devon out of practice yet?" she asked. 

Parker had trouble talking to girls, especially those as pretty as Meghan. For a fundraiser. Meghan and the other teenagers had put out a playful sexy calendar. Since then, it had become a nightly ritual of Parker's to spread the calendar out on his bed, whip out his cock, and masturbate furiously to the scantily clad girls from his school. 

When he saw Meghan in the doorway, it was hard for him not to think of the many jets of cum he'd shot out to her image.

"He's-- He's still practicing," Parker managed to spit out, and Meghan told him she would wait. She sprawled herself down on the locker room bench, giving Parker a view of her long and sexy legs. He knew he wasn't supposed to let girls in here, but Meghan was too intimidating for him to tell her to leave.

While Meghan lay on the bench, Parker nervously finished the ironing and started scrubbing down the showers. They would only become dirty again in a few moments, but the players had spoken to him about how they liked the shower to be cleaned right before they all got into it. Cleaning the showers was a dirty job, and Parker often got covered in slimy soap scum and body wash fluid. Most times, he would have to join the players in the shower when they came back from practice.

As he sponged off the walls, he found it hard not to stare at the dozing thin body of the coed on the bench. Meghan's perfect blonde hair was draped beautifully over the side of her shoulders, and her big blue eyes looked innocent and sexy. 

Looking at her firm breasts and deep cleavage, Parker wanted to pump his dick right there, but he knew he would have to wait until he was home in the safety of his bedroom.

Meghan, relaxing and bored, called out to him.

"So what is it you do again?" she asked.

Startled, Parker could barely get out his words.

"I'm the locker boy," he answered.

Meghan sat up and looked at him with her big blue eyes.

"What does that even mean?"

Parker gave a quick outline of his duties.

"So you don't even get to play on the team?" she asked.

"No, I don't."

"Well that sucks. You do all this work and you don't get shit for it."

"I don't really think of it that way."

"It's like you're the team's bitch," she added.

Parker shrugged nervously.

"Nah, I'm just messing with you," Meghan said, giving Parker and loving and goofy smile, "Between you and me, I'm sort of the team's bitch too." She winked at him, but Parker didn't know what that meant.

"How old are you? I've never seen you around."

"I'm eighteen," he answered.

"Shit, you're my age?" she asked, incredulously, "You look a lot scrawnier... I'm just kidding!" She said, seeing the way Parker's face blushed.

"I take a lot of science classes," he told her, "And I think you're in the business program with the rest of the basketball team."

"Damn right," she answered.

Parker was ecstatic with the fluidity of their conversation. He knew he would shoot out such a big load to her picture that night.

Here, the basketball team started coming back into the locker room. They were shirtless and sweaty, and their toned ripped black bodies were covered in sweat. Parker watched the way that Meghan stared at their bodies, glancing up and down their muscular chests and then eying the thick and heavy bulges in each of their gym shorts.

Most of the boys went to their lockers to get their things for the showers, but two of them left without touching anything. John and Ron Solomon were twin athletes, but they didn't always fit in with the rest of the team. While often times the team would get together at nigh to drink, party, and find girls, the Solomon twins were the sons of a Baptist preacher, and they condemned the lewd and terrible behavior of the rest of the team. After practice, they showered at their own home, away from the debauchery of the rest of the team.

Since these boys were so contemptuous of the other rowdy team members, Parker at first thought they would be kindest to him, unlike the others who often were rude or joked around rudely with him. Instead, the Solomon twins were even ruder. Their father had taught them growing up that the white man had enslaved them in the past and would enslave them again if they ever let their guard down. They were not very sympathetic at all to Parker's position.

These two left, and the coach left with them. He was always leaving to go home to his wife, who the players liked to talk about as the sexiest piece of black chocolate in town.

Devon strutted over to Parker and Meghan, his body dripping wet from sweat.

"Hey Devon," Meghan said deviously, looking at at the head of the basketball team.

Devon smiled at her. "Hey, girl."

"I was just chatting with your friend over here while I waited for you to come back," she said, not breaking eye contact with Devon.

Devon glanced over at Parker, who looked down away from Devon. Devon smiled.

"Hey Parker," he said, "Did you clean up the shower?" Parker nodded. "Iron the uniforms?" Nod. "Sweep the floor? Set up the schedule? Organize the equipment?" Parker nodded.

"Good boy," Devon said, patting the white boy on the head condescending. Meghan giggled at the act.

"I'm just kidding, thanks a lot, we really appreciate your work." Devon and the other team members did this a lot. They would treat Parker like a dog, but then at the end add that they were just kidding. It made Parker uneasy, but he was just glad that he could help the team.

"Well, I'm going to take a shower," Devon told them, "Parker, you should probably come too," he added, referring to the dirt all over Parker's arms and face.

"What about me?" Meghan asked deviously. Devon just laughed and left.

Parker stood up and headed towards the showers.

Parker slid off his pants and shirt and stepped into the communal showers. Around him were big black bodies, scrubbing down their pecs and muscles. When Parker had first started working with the team, he was shocked at the differences between the black men's bodies and his own. They were so much taller, so much blacker, so much more muscular, and they had one very important difference as well.

The first time Parker saw Devon without his pants, he could barely speak. The size and girth of the black boy's cock was impossible. The thing looked like a vicious snake sliding down the toned body of this god-like figure. It was nearly ten inches long, with a a thick head and a girth like a beer bottle. Parker was even more surprised when he saw that the other team members had cocks of equal size, girth, and terror. 

Parker's own cock was about four inches, when hard. When soft like the other boys, it was barely a stub, looking like an eye on the top of his small tight ball sack. The other boys had long, heavy balls that looks like they could knock down a building.

Comments about this difference in power were common place. Some of the boys would seem like they were taunting Parker about it. They would step up next to him in the shower, holding their big black cock in their hand and letting the tip of their limp cock spill out of their grip. They approached Parker like this, in a way that drew complete attention to the magnitude of their cocks, and ask for the soap, which he would nervously hand them. They would take time to lather the bar of soap up and down the thick long shaft, cleaning every inch of their massive meat and their sweaty balls, before thanking Parker and handing the defiled soap back to him.

Parker had other times where he was reminded. He was in charge of washing their jock straps, which were leagues bigger than the one he wore in gym class. When he was supervising their practices, he would always notice the heave and swing of their balls in their loose gym shorts. 

This difference in body type intimidated Parker, but it also made him proud. Everyone in Toriville knew that basketball was the most important thing, and the fact that his team were so physically endowed was more evidence for him that his time spent serving and slaving for the team was worthwhile. He didn't have the fit, massive, athletic body of the athletes, and so the size of their cocks served to show him that he had a place on the team, even if it wasn't as a player. He was right to obey when they told him to wash their clothes, as they were more god than man, and it showed in the size of their cocks.

Parker had taken the shower head in the corner when Devon took the one next to him. Parker tried to clean himself as quickly as possible, but Devon asked him for his soap and so he would have to wait for Devon to finish before he could exit the shower. 

There was a sound from the shower entrance. It was a female voice, and Parker was startled.

Meghan stood at the doorframe, dressed in her low cut halter top and tight shorts, staring at the room of naked black men, and Parker.

"I was just sitting around doing nothing," she said, "So I thought I'd take this chance to see if you guys wanted any help."

She stepped in the shower, still dressed, and made her way to the corner where Devon was standing with Parker.

"Hey Parker," she said, taking a glance downwards at his small package, "I was thinking about what you said earlier, about all the work you do with helping the team. I want to help the team too."

She looked at Devon.

"You can help by cleaning me off," Devon boldly commanded, offering her the soap. She took it in her dainty white hands and, making sure to stay dry by staying away from the shower head, ran the bar of soap up and down Devon's chest.

Parker tried not to stare, but he couldn't help it. The bouncy blonde bent over and began to rub her slippery soapy hands up and down the black man's cock.

"I think you're causing another problem," Devon said. He was right. As Meghan worked to scrub the cock of dirt, she was causing the monster to fill with blood and rise to its full size. Working with a hardening cock in her hands, Meghan pumped harder, lathering the black penis in more slippery soap. Soon enough, she dropped the pretense of washing it, and simply pumped up and down.

Devon looked down at the squatting girl jerking at his cock, and, smiling, took a great big squeeze of one of her melons, leaving a wet hand-print on her shirt. Meghan smiled, and continued pumping his cock.

Eventually, Devon's big balls contracted and Meghan saw that he was about to cum. She aimed his giant black hose to the shower wall, and Parker watched as Devon's balls squirmed and a big wad of cum shot out of the monster and made a big splat against the shower wall. Meghan didn't stop pumping, draining every drop of cum out of Devon's heavy balls onto the wall of the shower. It seemed endless. Wad after wad of sticky black man cum shot out of the heavy shot. The small white hand moved faster and faster and Meghan worked to give the black god an orgasm.

When she was finished, she let his limp cock drop, and lathered it once again, cleaning off all his cum. 

She stood up and gave Devon a big wet kiss, accidentally letting the water shoot down and wet the back of her top. 

During this, some of the other players had watched the girl. Most of them were hooking up with one of the cheerleaders, and so they were used to getting or watching handjobs from busty white girls. Some of them, however, were pumping their own cocks at the sight of Meghan's hard work, and they too shot their loads up against the shower wall.

Meghan and Devon left the shower, Devon's heavy cock swinging with each step. By the time Parker had finished using the soap that Meghan had spread over every inch of Devon's body, most of the boys were out of the shower and had gotten dressed and left. 

Parker exited the shower and found that Devon had left, but Meghan was sitting on the bench where she had been before. A few boys were finishing putting on their clothes. 

When he saw Meghan, Parker clamored to cover up his nakedness.

"Calm down," she told him, seeing his struggle, "I already saw your tiny dick in the shower; you were standing right next to me."

Parker meekly uncovered himself and grabbed a towel, which he wrapped around his waist.

As he started getting redressed, Meghan started talking to him.

"I've been dating Devon for about a week now," she said, "But that was the first time I'd seen his cock. It really is huge." Parker didn't know what to say.

"I've been talking with him," she says, "And we both agree that what I just did there was incredible. I mean, I'd never given anyone a handjob in public like that! And with all the boys watching, and you right there! It was such a thrill."

Parker looked at her and saw that she was panting excitedly at the thought.

"So he thinks I should stick around and help out with the team more often. So I guess I'll be like your assistant or something."

Parker gulped. This beautiful buxom girl was going to be his assistant?

"Well, more like you're going to be my assistant," she clarified, "But it doesn't mean anything really, I just am going to be helping serve the time like you do. Well, I guess not like you do, if you know what I mean."

Parker finished dressing and faced her.

"When I was in the shower, and I saw all of those black men with their huge cocks, I was just overwhelmed. Everyone's always talking about how great the players are, they have been my whole life, and just to see how strong and powerful their cocks were, it was amazing!"

Parker spoke. "I sort of feel the same way."

Meghan laughed. "What do you mean?"

"I just like serving the team. I feel like I'm doing something important when I can help them."

"I know, right!" she yelled in agreement. "I'm so glad we can understand each other."

She stood up. "We're going to be such good friends, Parker," she said, " Even if you do have a tiny cock." She flicked his groin playfully and giggled.

"I'm not that tiny," Parker said.

"Aw, don't feel bad," she said, "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. But yes, you are that tiny."

She walked towards the door of the locker room. Parker picked up his cleaning supplies.

"You mean we're not done?" Meghan said.

"No," Parker said, " I still have to wipe down the lockers, the floor, and then do the showers again. Meghan sat on the bench and watched him mop the floor and sweep the lockers. When he got up to clean off the showers, she followed him.

"Oh wow, look at all the jizz!" she said. There was the giant stain that she had caused with Devon, as well as about six or seven others from some of the spectators.

Parker grabbed a rag and began scooping the clumps of sticky cum into a bucket. Meghan leaned behind him and stuck a finger into the goopy stain on the wall. 

"This cum is so thick," she said, and stuck her finger into her mouth. "It tastes very salty."

"Uhh, that's pretty gross," Parker said, feeling his cock stir at the sight of this gorgeous woman licking cum off the wall.

"Cum eating's fun," she told him, scooping up some more and dumping it into the bucket, licking her fingers clean afterward, "It's just so dirty. When a man shows his big cock down your throat and tells you to swallow, you can just feel how powerful it is. It makes me so wet."

Parker's cock was at full attention and he hoped Meghan didn't see.

"I'm sorry if this is grossing you out, or if I'm saying too much," she added, "But I feel so comfortable around you. It's like I'm talking to a girlfriend."

Meghan and Parker finished scooping and cleaning all the cum, and they finally packed up their stuff and started to leave.

"Oh shit," she said to him, looking at the clock, "It's nine-o'clock already?"

She stood closer to Parker.

"I can't walk home at this hour... In this neighborhood!"

Meghan was right. Toriville was perhaps one of the most dangerous neighborhoods in the area. The basketball team was composed of some of the nicest, most intelligent youths of the school, even if they were also the biggest and the strongest. The rest of the school was a lot scarier. Most were in gangs and carried guns and knives everywhere. Rapes and murders occurred constantly in the area.

"How are you getting home?" she asked.

"My mom comes and picks me up," he told her, and then sheepishly added, "You can get a ride form us if you want."

She hugged him.

"Thank you so much!" she yelled. 

They stood in the safety of the gym by the window, waiting for Parker's mom to drive up and take them home.

--

Lilly Marson spent most evenings at her yoga class. She and her girlfriend Sarah would go out for drinks at five, and go to the evening yoga class at seven. The class lasted two hours, after which she would get her son from school and drive him home.

Lilly lived a simple life. Her husband Tom was an accountant who made a decent living, and they had bought a small but quaint home. These days, money was tough, but Lilly stressed to him that a lack of a promotion on his part shouldn't mean she shouldn't enjoy her own luxuries. So while it was Tom's job to deal with money, she spent lavishly on clothes, bags, shoes, and drinks. 

Toriville was a basketball town, and so at the high school basketball games, she would spend for the prime box up top, where she would drink and mingle with people like the mayor and local celebrities. Her son Parker was of course down on the court helping the players, and Tom had to get cheap seats for himself since money was so tight. Lilly felt somewhat bad for her husband, but she rationalized that he was the bread winner, and it was his fault if he didn't want to work hard.

As Lilly drove from her yoga class to her son's school, she thought about how ugly some of the town had gotten. When they'd purchased their house, it was in a nice sweet neighborhood. Now, it seemed that it was entirely invaded by gangster blacks and low class immigrants. Lilly was no racist, but she saw the dangerous kids with guns and knives, the poverty around her. As Parker grew older, it seemed that more and more of the high class white people like herself were moving to the edge of town, and now when Parker was eighteen, they were the only ones left. They were the last vestige of a high class neighborhood in what was now the slums.




The Basketball Team Ch. 01



Lilly wanted nothing more than to move out the neighborhood, and to only return there for the basketball games that fueled everyone, but her husband Tom could not afford it. She knew where she belonged; she was a sexy slim woman, and she belonged with the other sexy people on the edge of town, not in the dirty center.

Lilly's time was split nearly down the middle. She spent half her time on herself, at yoga, with girlfriends at night clubs, at restaurants, and spas. The other half she spent doting on her son. The mother was obsessive. She made was always trying to spend time with him. She wanted him to come shopping with her while she looked at shoes. She invited him to spa days, which he never enjoyed. She cooked for him and helped him with his homework, getting most problems wrong as she had flunked the most basic algebra when she was his age. Her son wanted to spend all his time with basketball, which she begrudgingly let him do since basketball was so important. 

She had had Parker when she and Tom were just in high school, which made her the youngest a mother with an eighteen year old son could be. Tom had been her first boyfriend, and her only. In the years since Parker's conception, Lilly had had her occasions of infidelity. For a while when Parker first entered junior high, Lilly had slept with a bartender at a new club that had opened. It was from him that she learned how fun sex could be, when it was with a man whose cock was not as small as Tom's. Tom never found out, and when Lilly's affair ended, she began a new one with the coach of the basketball team. From him, she found the incredible sense of power a black man could have. She loved sucking his cock as she imagined him back in his NBA career, or making those teenage gods on the team run laps. He had ended the affair when he met the woman he later married, the beautiful Blair. 

It was incredible how well she kept her life separate. The Lilly who attended the box seat basketball games, who went to parties at the mayor's house, was so different from the Lilly who fucked the bartender in an alley where anyone could have walked by and seen her body bent over and porked from behind. To the town, she was a loving, lavish, pretty mother. Only her lovers knew what a crazy animal she could be.

At the moment, Lilly was sleeping with no one but her husband, though she was hoping to start something with her yoga instructor. For his class, she had worn a tight sports bra that really shoved up his perfect brown tits, and tight yoga shorts that made her ass look as if it were bare. He had come over to help her with a pose, and she swore he let his hand linger over her back and stomach as he stretched her body into position. She could feel the heat from his crotch as he slid his hands down her arms and legs. She wanted him to slide his hands down the front of her yoga pants and feel the sopping wet mess she was making.

Thoughts of her sexy yoga instructor filled her head and she pulled up near the school. She had been picking up her son from his basketball work ever since she had begged her lover the coach to let her son have the job. She had just finished sucking him off one time, drinking down all of the coach's yummy cum, when she took one big slurp of his limp cock and begged him to let her son, who loved basketball, have the towel boy position. The coach, feeling and groping the mother's big boobs, answered that Parker could have the job. To this day, the coach can't see Parker without thinking of the beautiful big breasts of Lilly Marson.

When Lilly pulled up in front of the school, she found Parker sitting with a very pretty young blonde girl with perky breasts. 

"Hi mom, this is my friend Meghan," Parker said, "Can we give her a ride home?"

Lilly realized that Meghan was the girl in the calendar she had found beneath Parker's bed next to the lotion. How cute, she thought, my baby boy jacks off to this little tart.

As Meghan got into the back seat, she stared at this tan slim mother driving the car. She couldn't help but blurt out:

"Holy shit, Parker, your mom is really hot!"

Parker gulped, feeling uneasy. Lilly laughed at the little girl's comment, both because she was flattered, and also because it was funny to her to hear such foul language come from some an innocent and pretty looking girl.

"Sorry, I guess," she added, "I didn't mean to be rude. But really, Parker's mom, you're gorgeous. I didn't expect it."

Lilly laughed. "Thanks, dear," she said, "But you can call me Lilly."

"Okay," Meghan said, "Thanks for taking me home."

"Sure thing," Lilly said, smiling. This girl was adorable, she thought. Cute in a sexy way, but really sweet and humorously crass. I like her, Lilly thought.

As Lilly drove to Meghan's house, Parker explained to his mom about Meghan's position as the head cheerleader, and how she was joining him in managing the team. 

Oh boy, Lilly thought. My son has got to be so excited that a sexy girl like this is going to be hanging around him. God knows he has always been so awkward around girls.

In fact, Parker was excited, but more than just sexually. He knew that Meghan was dating Devon, but he was happy to have made a new friend in her, even if she did make him uneasy by telling him he had a small cock, and eating the cum in front of him, and yelling that his mom was hot. Parker didn't want to hear about how hot his mom is. It grossed him out.

When Lilly stopped at Meghan's house, Parker waved good bye, taking a last stare at the firm ass of the girl as she trotted to her doorstep. What an interesting day, he thought.

"She seemed nice," Lilly told her son. Parker smiled and nodded.

That night, he sprawled out the photo of Meghan and beat his meat three times to it. The image of her jacking off Devon's big cock penetrated his thoughts. He could not believe that he was going to get to spend the afternoons working with such a hot girl. 

At the same time as Parker was masturbating, Devon was driving by Meghan's house and picking her up in his car. She had changed into a t-shirt and a small skirt, and Devon gave her a long kiss and a firm squeeze on her butt before she sat down. It was nearly three a.m., and Devon wanted some late night fun.

She was in the backseat with another cheerleader Devon had picked up. Devon's friend and teammate Meat was in the front seat. They called him Meat because he had the biggest cock on the team, long, large and fat. He had been hooking up with the cheerleader Natalie who now sat with Meghan.

"How did you get home after practice," Devon asked her, and she told him about Parker.

"Nice kid," Devon said, and Meat laughed.

"The kid's a loser," Meat said, "He thinks we're some sort of magical creatures."

"Let him," Devon answered, "He does whatever we want."

"Yeah, we can treat him like crap and he won't do shit." Meat cackled.

"We don't treat him like crap," Devon said. However, Devon remembered how he had let Meghan jack him off with Parker right there, and how awkward that must have been. He started laughing too.

"Yeah, maybe we do," he admitted, "Who the fuck cares."

"Be nice to the kid," Meghan sighed, "I like him."

"Oh shit, Devon, your girl likes another man," Meat said.

"Shut up," she told him, "I don't mean it like that; he's got a tiny cock." Everyone laughed.

"Not like you," Meghan said, reaching into the front seat and grabbing the bulge in Devon's pants.

Devon smiled and pulled the car to the side of the road. Understanding, Meghan and Natalie got out and sat down on the laps in the front seat.

Soon enough, both Meat and Devon pulled down their pants, and Natalie and Meghan slurped away at the massive black cocks in front of them.

As girls worked their magic to suck down the cocks, Devon and Meat continued to talk about Parker.

"Hey remember that time," Meat said, "When Jason yelled at the kid and said he never cleaned his jock strap? Jason made the little bitch wear it on his head for the rest of the day."

Devon and Meat both laughed at the memory while the girls continued giving head.

"Or that time Bobby jerked off into the kid's bag? I don't think he ever even found out." They both laughed again.

"I don't get how we can keep doing such shit to him and he keeps worshiping us," Meat said.

"It's because we win all the games," Devon answered.

"Don't be so rough on him," Meghan said, momentarily removing the cock from her pretty little mouth.

"Shut up and suck my cock," he said.

Meat looked down at the girl and yelled, "He's a fucking loser and we'll do what we want."

"It's not like the kid has anything to offer us," Devon said.

Meghan took the cock out of her mouth once more. "You'd be surprised," she said, smiling with precum dripping off her face, "His mom is smoking hot."

Devon and Meat both burst into laughter.

"You're fucking with me," Devon said.

"No way," Meghan answered, "She's got big tits, flat stomach, and a cute ass. The works."

"Maybe we'll have to meet with her some day," Meat said and Meghan started sucking cock again.

"Hey, man, switch with me, Natalie's looking hot tonight," Devon asked.

On command, the girls stood up and traded places, sucking the opposite cock.

Devon fondled the big breasts of Natalie as she sucked his cock. Natalie had brown hair, freckles, and some of the biggest breasts on the cheerleading squad. She also sucked cock like a pro.

Meat started to cum, pumping wave after wave of jizz down Meghan's throat. She swallowed dutifully. Devon started to cum soon too, and Natalie cleaned his cock spotless after swallowing his cum.

Devon started driving again, when he stopped as he saw a familiar car parked.

"It's that asshole," he said to Meat, who had spotted the car.

The car was a black mustang, and it belonged to Roderico, one of the toughest guys at school. He had tried out for basketball, but he hadn't made it, and so he had been picking fights with the team for ages. He was a hardcore kid, with multiple arrests and a gang affiliation. He had nearly pulled a gun on Meat once, but Meat have shoved him away before anything happened.

Devon waited for the car to move away before proceeding. He didn't want to get in a fight with the girls in the car.

As Devon dropped each of them off at their homes, he thought about the blowjobs he had gotten from Meghan and Natalie, and also what she had said about Parker's mom. He smiled as he wondered if she really was as hot as Meghan had said.

--

Parker spent the entire night thinking about Meghan, even after he had finished masturbating. He was simply so happy that he had made friends with her. He kept the friendship first thing in his mind. He was so excited to be able to both serve the team he loved, and to do so with such a sexy creature as Meghan.

The next day, at school, he kept waiting to see Meghan. It finally happened at the start of lunch, when he passed her in the hall.

"Hi Meghan!" he said enthusiastically.

"Oh, hey Parker," she said.

Just then, Meghan spotted a figure coming up behind Parker. It was the big bulky powerful shape of Roderico.

"Hey, bitch," the black gangster said to Meghan. Roderico had been hitting on Meghan for months now, and she was entirely creeped out and uninterested.

"Go away," she told him.

"Not until you show me those pretty big tits of yours," he said, smiling.

"Fuck you, go away, I'm talking to Parker."

"Oh, is this your boyfriend?" he asked, laughing.

"No, he's my friend, go away."

"If he's your friend, then he can make me go away."

Here, Parker did something he would later regret. He would later regret this greatly, as it became the event that would change his life and the lives of everyone around him.

In a moment of admiration for his new friend, respect for his team, and fury at this bully, he took all the strength in his tiny weak arms and shoved the bulky Roderico right in the chest.

"Get away," he said to the bully.

Roderico didn't even budge. He was so big and strong that Parker could never have moved him. But he was angry, and he took his fist and slammed down Parker to the ground.

Parker woke up in the infirmary with his mom standing over him.

"Oh my god, oh my god," Lilly was saying, crying.

Parker thought back to the fight with Roderico, and realized his terrible mistake.

After much coercing from the nurse, Lilly left her son to heal in the infirmary. When asked how he went unconscious, Parker didn't dare answer Roderico, as he knew the trouble that would cause. The last thing he wanted was an enemy.

Meghan came at the end of the day to see him. She looked uneasy and worried.

"Listen, Parker," she said, "What you did for me this morning was really sweet, but you have no idea what you've caused. Roderico is the head of a seriously violent gang, and you're now on their radar. He asked me to give you this." Meghan handed him a note.

Parker feebly unfolded the note and read its contents. It was a death threat.

"Parker," Meghan said to him, looking him in the eyes, "I'm going to tell you what you have to do. Roderico is dangerous. You're going to have to ask for help from Devon and the other basketball team-mates. I know you don't think they'd bother helping you, but they really appreciate all you've done for them, and they're the only ones at school big and strong enough to keep you safe."

"They're not just going to help me," Parker lamented. Meghan knew he was right.

"Well, think about you. Go home, talk it over with your mom. She seems like she really loves you, and maybe she can give you money or something to pay for protection for you from Devon."

The nurse dismissed the boy for basketball practice, but even with his new sexy friend Meghan, Parker felt terrible. His injury was no problem, but the threat of violence loomed over him. 

At home that night, Parker knew he had to explain to his parents that he didn't feel safe going back to school. There had been fights with knives at the school before, and Parker had heard stories about events that had almost been shootings. Now that the violence might be directed at him, Parker felt terrified.

He went to his mother first, as she was always the stronger parent.

"Mom," he said to Lilly, who was washing dishes, "I have something terrible to tell you."

Parker explained that the injury actually came from a fight, and how he was too scared to go to school. He told his mother about Meghan's suggestion, about Devon being the only kid at school who could help him. He asked for money to try to pay the basketball players.

"No way," Lilly answered. She was serious about her son's safety, but she would not simply give away money that she could be spending on her own things for such a purpose.

"You'll stay home from school tomorrow," she told him, "And then after school, I'll take you to basketball practice, and when I pick you up, I'll talk to the basketball players about it."

The more Lilly thought, the more she liked her plan, but the more nervous she became. She knew about the incidents of violence, and the thought that her own son needed immediate protection from that all terrified her. She was nervous to talk to the youths who were supposedly strong enough to keep that violence away.

The mother in Lilly felt this way, but she thought of her affair with the coach. The pounding his black cock could give her was the most intense thing she had ever felt. She knew first hand the power a black man could have, and it scared her to death to think of dealing with such power in a non sexual situation. Poor Parker, she said, my baby.

The next day, she drove him to practice, and left. Parker performed his duties with Meghan mostly sitting around, not helping at all, until the boys came back from practice.

"Devon," Parker said.

"What's up, little man?" Devon asked. 

Parker explained again the situation.

"And I was just wondering if you'd be willing to speak to my mother about it," Parker ended.

Devon's eyes flashed.

"Your mother?" he asked, "I hear she's got big tits."

Parker blushed.

"Whose mother's got big tits?" yelled Terrence, another member of the team.

"Parker's!" Devon yelled.

"Yeah, I'll speak with her," Devon answered, smiling deviously. Parker breathed a sigh of relief.

Lilly had worn a bright flower speckled sun dress to meet with the basketball players. She had watched them play countless games on the court, but the thought of meeting them up close scared her, especially with the topic of their conversation.

Parker led Devon out of the locker room and out to where his mom had parked the car. He let the sweaty Devon get into the front seat, and he sat in the back behind him.

"I'm Lilly Marson," she said, holding out her hand. Devon looked the mother up and down, taking in the deep tan cleavage the dress allowed. Damn, Meghan was right, he said. This mom is fucking sexy.

As they chatted, Devon took opportunities to compliment the mother on her sexy figure. Lilly blushed, her fear slowly going away as she realized how charming the young man was.

Parker began to feel more and more uncomfortable. Here was this big black god, with a cock the size of an African snake, hitting on his mom. He wondered: what have I gotten myself into?

Meanwhile, at home, husband and father Tom was thinking the same thing. What had happened to his family? He hadn't seen his son at all since he joined the basketball squad, and Lilly had been distant from him for years before that. He was gaining weight, and his performance at work was slipping. He had fallen from a promotion multiple times, and now it seemed like not only would he never move up, but that perhaps he might lose his job. His beautiful wife was constantly guilting him about not making enough money; he couldn't imagine losing his job.

Now, his son was threatened by gangsters and his wife had gone to negotiate with thick young black men. How had she convinced him to let her go?

It was amazing how she had taken control of their marriage. At one point, they had been a loving couple with a loving son. Now, Lilly could command nearly anything of him, either in the name of her pleasure or in protection of their son, and he would obey. He never resisted. And he knew she was unreasonable, but just the sight of her, she was still so sexy! She had him wrapped around her thumb.

Tom sat on his marriage bed and tried to watch television, but he for some reason kept thinking of his wife's sexy body. He wanted her, even though they hadn't made love in months. The last time they had, he suspected she had been faking. Was she cheating on him? He had no idea.

In the car, Lilly was laughing at a joke Devon had made. Devon was smiling. This little milf was so easy, he said. She loves me. 

Then he dropped the bomb.

"Your son is very important to this team," he told the busty mother, "And we of course are willing to protect him from any harm that could happen."

Lilly and Parker sighed.

"But it's not going to be an easy job," he added, "And I don't think we can do it for free."

Lilly took a deep breath.

"How much?" she asked.

Devon smiled.

"Don't worry about it now," he told her, "We can have another meeting to talk about that. Just know that we will make sure Parker is safe."

Lilly gave Devon a big hug, letting her huge brown tits rub up against his sweaty manly chest.

"Here's my number," he said, writing down something on a pad on the dashboard, "Call me tonight when you get home with Parker and we'll plan something."

The mother was worried, but her excitement outshone this, and she smiled and waved goodbye to the man.

"Thank god for Devon," she told her son, "Make sure you're nice to him."

Parker retreated back to the locker room, where the boys were showering.




The Basketball Team Ch. 01



"How'd it go?" Meghan asked him.

Parker explained.

"And they said they'd have a meeting to talk about payment," he said.

"Holy shit!" she yelled, "Devon's going to bang your mom!"

"What?!" Parker exclaimed.

"He's totally going to fuck her!" Meghan yelled.

"I don't think so..." 

"Nope, he totally is," Meghan said.

Parker frowned.

"Why the long face?" she asked, "You should be excited."

"Why would I be excited?"

"Because it's going to be fucking hot," she said, "Your mom has got a banging body, and Devon's cock is huge. Their fuck is going to be so yummy; I hope I'm there."

That night, Lilly called the number, and Devon invited her to a fancy dinner on the rich side of town. Lilly blushed, but the invitation was both necessary and excited her, and she accepted.

Tom didn't like the idea of his wife going out to dinner with a black man, especially one as young as he son. 

"Tom, if you had enough money to support this family and move us to a safer neighborhood, I wouldn't have to do any of this. So don't you dare try to stop me." He shut up after that.

The dress Lilly chose was a strapless silver gown, on the dipped down with a V in the center to show off the depth of her brown breasts, and a hemline that rode up to the height of a miniskirt. When she walked, some of the bigger strides revealed the dainty full bottom of her ass cheeks. She wore high heels that matched the color, and tied her hair up in a sexy style that showed off her neck and shoulders.

"Mom, are you really wearing that?" Parker asked.

"This is the nicest dress I have," the scantily clad mother said to her son.

"Lilly... That dress..." Tom mumbled. He was overcome with desire for his young sexy wife.

"Tom, don't even start." she said.

She waited outside for the young man to pick her up. She was terrified and nervous, but also extremely excited. On one hand, this was a youth dangerous enough to stop the threat to her son. On another hand, he was a handsome powerful black man, and the thought of his sweaty naked body sent a thrill down her spine.

Devon's car pulled up and Lilly got in. She drove away without even a wave to her husband or son, who each stood nervously wondering what the woman was going to do.

Tom went inside, and just as Parker was about to join his father, he saw another car pull up.

"Hey loser, get in!" yelled a familiar voice.

It was Meghan, dressed in a low cut white shirt and apple bottom jeans.

"Meghan?" Parker asked.

"Come out, we're going to follow Devon and see what he's up to! If he's really going to fuck your mom, I want to see!"

"Uhh, I don't think he will, and I wouldn't want to see."

"Come on!"

Parker gulped. He really didn't want to even entertain the idea of the black boy fucking his mother, but the prospect of getting to spend an evening with the beautiful and busty Meghan was too good.

"Who's that?" called Tom, stepping back outside.

"I'm going out," he told his father. Tom looked into the car and was surprised to see the sexy young blonde that stared back.

Meghan sped away.

"Don't make a mess in the car," she told Parker, "I stole this from my parents. They're gone for the evening, and if they know I took the car when I don't even have my license, they'll kill me."

She noticed the worried look on Parker's face.

"Relax, I know how to drive fine."

Tom sat at home, anxious pacing back and forth. He stared at the image in his mind of his wife in her short dress, tits spilling out. He imagined the look on the black man's face as his buxom young wife sat down at the table. He pictured the man's black fingers rubbing up and down her dark pink nipples.

And then his son! That blonde little sex kitten with perky tits and pouted dick sucking lips! How was it that he was the only one not with a sexy female?

In horny desperation, he rifled through his wife's used laundry, smelling the rank smell of her sex in her used panties, and feeling the soft satin of her bra and imagining the tit flesh it worked to contain.

Meghan and Parker sat in the parked car outside the restaurant. Meghan had sped, and they had arrived before Devon. They watched as they valet assisted Parker's sex-bomb mother out of the car, staring down the wide chest of her dress. Devon escorted her inside.

Meghan was anxious to see what they were doing. Sure, Devon was her boyfriend, but it was expected their relationship would be open. She loved this sexy display of power. Devon was seducing not just a sexy older woman, but a married one, a white one, the very mother of his bitch laundry boy. It was so powerfully manly, and it turned her on.

Tom and Parker both spent the evening anxious. At the dinner table, Devon charmed his way with Lilly, ordering an expensive and tasty dish for her, and picking up the check.

As he signed the credit card, he looked Lilly in the eyes.

"Now let's talk business," he said.

Lilly became nervous for the first time since she had gotten in the car.

"You're a beautiful woman," he said, "And you need my help. I think we can work something out that will help us both."

The nervousness was calmed by the amount of wine she had drunk. It hadn't seemed like so much as she had been drinking it, but now, she realized she was rather drunk after all. The room seemed mellowly calm and inviting.

She thought of the safety of her son, and then of the powerful and sexy young man in front of her.

"Anything," she said.

Devon took out a stack of papers from his coat.

"We as a basketball team," he said, "Have been drafting these up in some of our business classes. It's just an enterprise we've been wanting to start, and you would be our first actress."

"Actress?" Lilly asked, drunkenly, "Like a movie star? I've always wanted to be a movie star."

"Sort of," smiled the young man, "But a lot more nudity."

Lilly smiled, drunken and devious. "That sounds fun."

Devon leaned forwards and whispered into her ear. His hot breath sent a shiver and a tingle through her whole body.

"It will be."

Lilly signed everything, not even reading.

Meghan and Parker watched as Devon escorted the mother back out to the car, and followed him back to Devon's place.

"Aren't his parents home?" Parker asked.

"Devon lives alone," Meghan said, "His parents spend nearly all their time traveling."

Lilly stepped out of the car and onto the young man's porch. She was inebriated, and she was excited, and she knew at that moment that she was willing to do anything.

Devon was making a phone call, and when he hung up, he took Lilly by the arm and helped her into his home.

"Now it's fuck time," Meghan said, eagerly.

From the car, they could see through the open blinds in Devon's bedroom. They watched as the two of them stumbled in, and as Parker's mom fell down on her back onto the bed.

They heard a noise behind them, and another car pulled up. Out stepped Meat, who didn't notice Meghan or Parker, and knocked before entering Devon's house.

From the car, they watched Meat enter the bedroom. Devon went into the closet and pulled out a big black case.

"What's in there?" Meghan wondered. She watched as Devon slowly assembled a tripod and a video camera.

"They're going to film it? How kinky!" she said.

Devon set up the camera, and Meat sat down on the bed next to Lilly. From the car, it looked like he was introducing himself. After a few moments, however, Meat tugged down at the base of Lilly's bust and her dress slipped down to her stomach, exposing her round and full bosom to the black men.

Parker was astonished.

"Those are some nice tits," Meghan said, pulling a pair of binoculars out from the glove box.

Inside the room, Meat began kissing her breasts. Lilly recoiled in pleasure.

"Camera's set up," Devon announced, sitting down on the bed next to the breastsucking Meat.

"This is just a test run," he told the moaning housewife, and he rolled up his sleeve and stuck four fingers inside the woman's sex.

Lilly yelled in pleasure.

Parker watched as Meat undid his pants, pulling out his monster cock.

"Oh god," he said, "I can't watch this, they're not even using rubbers."

"Relax," Meghan said, "No one on the basketball team has any diseases. And neither does your mom. Everyone is totally healthy."

Devon removed his fingers from Lilly, and Meat plunged his cock right into her.

"This is hot," Meghan said, and stuck a hand down the waist of her own jeans. She leaned back and watched the thick black dick plunge in and out of Parker's mom.

Devon undid his own pants and released his own cock, giving it to Lilly to suck on. She greedily slurped and sucked on the monster dick.

"They're DPing your mom," Meghan told Parker, viciously fingering herself, "Dude, are you really not jacking off to this?"

"She's my mom!" he yelled, "This isn't hot."

"This is so hot," she answered, "Look at your mom suck that dick."

Meghan began to cum, moaning out loud in the parked car. Parker wasn't turned on even a little by the scene with his mother, but watching the sexy young Meghan was making him hard.

Sinking back after the orgasm, Meghan smiled at Parker.

"I see you are getting hard watching me," she smirked, "It's okay, go ahead, jerk your little dick to me if that's what you want."

Parker took out his small cock and started jacking. Meghan put the binoculars back on and watched his mom getting fucked.

"She's really taking both those cocks," she said, "And that's not easy to do."

Lilly was in heaven. She enjoyed the one cock of her coach lover, but these two black cocks, so young, so hard, so strong; they split her part in the most wonderful way. She didn't care that they were her son's idols, or that her husband was waiting at home anxiously. She was drunk on liquor and she was drunk on cock.

Unexpectedly, Devon erupted with cum into the housewife, and Lilly struggled to swallow it all. She gulped and gulped down the semen, but couldn't finish and ended up spitting it up onto her tits. Meat, watching Parker's mom getting covered in slimy cum, pulled out of her pussy and spurted onto her stomach, giving her even more slimy sticky jizz coating.

Lilly lay there, writhing in pleasure and covered in semen, while Devon grabbed a still camera and snapped a view shots. He and Meat then got dressed, and wiped some of the cum off of the mother so that she could fit her dress back on.

"Shit, they're leaving," Meghan said, "We should probably head away then."

Meghan pulled the car out and sped away.

She dropped Parker off quickly, waving goodbye and saying she'd see him the next day. He hadn't gotten a chance to finish, and his balls were swollen and blue.

Just as Parker had stepped into the house and closed the door behind him, the door burst open and in barged Meat, Devon, and Lilly, the beloved mother, wife, and slut.

Tom ran out into the entry way to see the commotion. He saw the two black youths with his wife on her knees, sticky with cum, hair tousled messily, and one of her tits sticking out of her dress.

"Everyone, go sit on the couch," Devon commanded to the family. Tom, shocked at the appearance of his wife, obeyed the intimidating black man who had barged into his house.

Devon followed in and put a DVD into the television. On the screen popped the video from earlier, of Lilly's top slipping down, Meat devouring her tits, and then the double penetration.

"This is what your wife and mother has been doing this evening," Devon instructed, "And I want to let you all know that this isn't the last time."

Lilly was still drunk, and had seemed to doze off on the couch. Meat sat next to her with his arm around her waist.

"Basketball isn't going to last forever," Devon explained, "But we as a team know more than just basketball. We're also taking one of the best high school business programs in the country. So we drafted up a little enterprise that we've wanted to start for awhile now. In exchange for protection for you, Parker, your mother is going to be the first star of Black Cock Films Pornography."

Tom and Parker didn't know what to say.

"This woman, your wife and mother, has signed away all licensing rights, as well as property rights," he told them.

"Which means we own this house," he added.

As if on cue, Meat hoisted the mother up onto his shoulder like he was carrying a sack of potatoes.

"We'll be sleeping in the master bedroom," he told the family, "And we'll have more discussion in the morning."

And so as they heard the door to the master bedroom slam, both Tom and Parker became worried as to what the next day would bring.



The Basketball Team Ch. 02



I hope you enjoy this story. I've been trying to write a lot more lately. More experimental stuff will go into new stories, while I'll try to keep only slightly adventurous stuff in Party Mom and keep it super conventional and traditional with this story line: Basketball Team. I think I've developed some good situations and continuity with this Basketball Team, and I'm trying to be cautious and not ruin that. Still, PLEASE email me or comment below if you want to suggest or critique some piece of this. Tell me what you like and what you don't like. The only thing I find hotter than writing these stories is when people talk to me about their experiences with them. So do your part, please. Hope you enjoy. 

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Lilly awoke the next morning tangled in the sheets of her bed. The young mother felt the heavy sway of her bare breasts as she sat up. She rubbed her forehead and tried to remember the exact events of the night before.

She remembered everything, the date with her son's friend, the vicious fucking by the two black boys, the video they had shown her husband and son, and then even the way Devon had scooped up her fit body over his shoulder and carried her back to the bedroom for some fun.

She looked behind her at the two sleeping black men in her bed. The sunlight from the window shined off their perfect athletic bodies and she felt a tingle run up her body.

What had happened next? She remembered making out with them, stroking their cocks in their laps as she sucked each of their faces, but then they had passed out, sleepy, and she had gone to sleep too.

Lilly stood up quietly from the bed, careful not to wake the boys. She tiptoed to her bathroom where she relieved herself in the toilet, turned on the shower, and let the warm water run over her tan body. She gave her firm breasts a quick squeeze and ran her hands down between her legs and around, covering every inch of her skin with soap.

She was surprised at how calm she was. Of course, this wasn't her first infidelity, but it was the first she had shown to her husband, and the first she had brought into her home. Her slutty life and her home life had come together, and yet she was completely calm. Were the boys done with her? she wondered. Something in her head told her they were not, had they mentioned something? Whatever the case, they were still asleep in her bed at the moment, which suggested a long term arrangement.

Lilly thought for a moment of her husband, Tom, and where he was. Probably asleep on the couch, she realized. She had imagined what would happen if she had ever told Tom that she fucked other men, and this was how she imagined he would take it. He would stay with her even if she fucked every man in the whole world. Some would call it love, but Lilly was not so optimistic. She knew that it was Tom's dick that loved her round breasts and juicy bottom, and so he would submit to nearly anything as long as it kept him close to her sexy body. Theirs was not a marriage of love, at least, any more. It was a sad man and his sexbomb wife.

Even though she knew it would never change anything, Lilly had still kept her affairs a secret. Firstly, it was to protect her son, whom she loved over anything in the world. Secondly, it was for her image. Even if her husband would never protest her sucking cock around the house, Lilly feared nothing more than the outside world seeing her as anything other than the pretty young housewife and mother.

It was at this thought that Lilly began to feel anxious. These were not pathetic boys, these were studly black men she had just fucked. They would never keep this affair to themselves, it would become public knowledge! 

Lilly's heart began to beat faster. And they had a video tape! she realized. Hadn't they said something about displaying the video publicly?

She had never wanted her husband or son to know, but now they did and there was no undoing that. But she could still save her image by getting rid of these boys as soon as she could.

But then she remembered the reason they were here: they were protecting her son. She shook her head. As much as she loved her son, could she really ruin her image for this? She was concerned.

Lilly turned off the shower and used a soft fluffy towel to dry herself off. She stepped naked on the hardwood floors back to her bedroom, where the boys were still sleeping in her bed.

Upon seeing them, her thoughts changed once again. Devon had rolled over, and she stared at his limp black cock, which clung to his leg looking like a tube of pringles. She remembered the night before, and how many times that cock had made her cum, and she almost changed her attitude about trying to get the boys to leave.

Instead of waking them at the moment, she slipped on a bra and panties and left to go make some breakfast. She could talk to them when they woke up on their own.

Tom indeed had spent the night on the couch. After Devon had carried his sexy wife away, he had driven away to a bar, gotten fairly drunk, then had driven back home and collapsed on the couch. When he awoke, he made himself coffee and thought about the previous night.

Lilly entered the kitchen to find Tom at the table, drinking coffee. She had forgotten she wasn't alone, and so she hadn't anticipated her husband seeing her in her bra and panties.

She was feeling bad for him, however, knowing that he would react submissively, and so she sat down with him.

"Are you okay?" she asked him.

Tom stared at his coffee and avoided looking at his wife, which was difficult with the way she was displaying her body.

Lilly decided to do all the talking. 

"I understand how you must feel. You can't believe I would do that with another man. You've been so used to having me all to yourself and lying next to my warm body in bed each night, but you've had to know it wouldn't last forever. Don't worry, honey. I understand how you operate. You'll absolutely continue to live here, and I'll never mention this to any of your friends. The boys will be gone in a few hours, I swear." She put her arm around him.

Tom shoved her arm away angrily and stood up.

"Damn right they'll be gone! How fucking dare you fuck those boys, and on camera!"

Lilly was taken aback. She didn't know that her husband had such fury in him. Lilly liked commanding men, it was why she was so attracted to the strong athletic basketball team. But now, when her husband was yelling at her, she just got angry.

"Tom! What are you yelling at me for?"

"Are you kidding me, Lilly?" he said, "I have every right to yell at you!"

Lilly frowned at him. 

"Listen, I'm telling you that the boys are leaving soon! I'm trying my hardest to make things right!"

"You can't just make things right!"

Lilly became indignant. "Honey," she cooed, "You're being unreasonable. I'm trying to be civil with you and you're being insane."

Tom glared at his underwear clad wife. "Fuck you!"

Lilly had come into the kitchen planning to deal with a hurt broken man, but instead she had this pushy violent husband. She wasn't happy. She thought back to the sexy bodies of the black boys sleeping in her bed, and she realized now that she didn't want them to leave at all.

"You know what, Tom?" she said to her hysterical husband, "Fuck you too. You're being totally unreasonable about this, and you have no right to be this way to me. It's my home, it's my body, and I can do whatever I want. I signed a contract with those boys that I will honor; they can stay as long as they like"

Lilly stormed out of the kitchen, Tom watching her near bare ass jiggle as she stomped away. 

As Lilly walked out, Tom came running after her.

"I'm sorry!" he yelled, the sight of her round ass changing his mind, "Please don't go back to them!"

But Lilly didn't even turn around. She went back into the bedroom and closed the door.

Parker was in his room. When his mother had been taken by the basketball team leader and his father had driven away, Parker had retreated to his room. 

As conflicted as his mother was about the boys, Parker was even more conflicted. When he saw his mother the night before, he was overwhelmed at how sexual she could be. To him, she was always just his mother, and so when he saw those boys got at her like animals, he was confused. Parker enjoyed sexy women a ton, but the fact that it was his mother whose perky breasts were being sucked made him queasy. On the other hand, these boys were his idols and his protectors, and he would never dare speak against them. If they wanted to bone his mother, it would upset him, but he would never protest.

Parker was a lot more like how Lilly believed Tom to be than how Tom himself was.

The mix of humiliation and reverence confused him, but it was made even more confusing by Meghan's presence. Parker loved the sexiness of the young cheerleader, and the fact that she seemed so bicuriously interested in his mom too made it even more bizarre. When Meghan described rubbing her fat tits against the full tits of his mother, Parker was turned on, and then also creeped out, by the evocative image of his crush's lovely wide breasts up against the off limits bust of his mother. 

While he wasn't sure if all of this made him happy or sad, he was sure it made him horny. Since seeing Meghan the night before, he had masturbated three times. 

Now, in the morning, he was still embarrassed by the video and sights he had seen of his mother getting fucked, but he was also still horny. Taking out his trusty calendar of Meghan, he pulled down his pants and began to stroke his cock. The image of her hand down her own pants came back to mind, and he climaxed all over his already sticky boxer briefs.

It was Saturday, and Parker remembered that the boys were in his mother's room. He put on some fresh clothes and went out to see if they were in his home, but the door to his mother's room was closed and his father was sitting alone at the table. He had just spoken with Lilly, but Parker didn't know that.

Without speaking to Tom, Parker walked back to his room and closed the door. He knew the habits of the team fairly well from listening to them at practices, and he knew they liked to sleep in on Saturdays, they were probably in his mother's room asleep.

Parker thought it would be a nice gesture for Devon and Meat to get breakfast, and so he left his house and drove towards the doughnut place. He took the long route, which passed Meghan's house. He was hoping he would see her on his way there, but he didn't. He bought a box of doughnuts, a canteen of hot coffee, and a few bagels with spread. On his way back, he passed Meghan's house again, and ended up seeing her taking her morning jog.

Meghan's hair was pulled back into a pony tail, and she had on a bright pink sports bra that pushed up her tits with a pair of tight blue sweat pants. When she saw Parker's car, she stopped and pulled out her headphones, smiling at him eagerly.

"Parker!" she said, grinning at him.

Parker smiled at her back and explained that he was just getting breakfast for the two team members.

"They're still at your house?" she said, "Tell me what happened after I left last night!"

Parker told the bouncy cheerleader all about the video they had shown him and his father, and then how they had scooped his mother's sexy body up into the bedroom. He tried not to be blatantly staring at her tits, but it was hard when they were shelved up in a sports bra like this. Parker wanted to slide a pencil between the round crevice the beautiful tits made.

"Oh my god, that sounds really hot!"

"They think they own her."

"Well, they probably do. I'll stop by to check up on you later, let me just finish my run and shower and do a few things, then I'll be over."

"Sounds good," Parker said, watching the young girl's sexy ass as she jogged away.

Parker arrived home to find that his teammates had awoken. His mother was standing in the kitchen by the table at which they were seated, serving hash browns and scrambled eggs from a skillet into the boys' plates. She was still wearing the lingerie she had put on when she had gone into the kitchen earlier.

Tom was standing against the wall in the corner, staring at the boys and his stripped down wife contemptuously.

"Oh hey, you're awake," Parker said to the boys as he set the boxes of donuts down on the table.

"Oh hey!" Devon greeted the son, shoveling down eggs into his manly body, "So glad to see you! Sit down, we were just going to have a talk with everyone and we were waiting for you."

Tom was unnerved by the friendliness of the boys since they had woken up. Instead of being the savage brutes he had imagined, they had behaved like perfect gentlemen. They had arisen from bed dressed back into their nice clothes, shaken Tom's hand amicably, and spoken without any sort of malice. It was only when they saw his wife and each had given her a long kiss and firm squeeze on her buttocks Tom sawdthat these boys were still the intruders who had boned the young housewife multiple times the night before.

Meat and Devon opened the box of donuts and devoured them quickly.

The boys stood up from the table and their height towered over all three of the family members. Lilly shifted in her stance as she watched them rise, feeling herself shiver at their tall muscular frames.

"First," Devon began, "I'd like to thank Parker for introducing us to this lovely woman, his mother and our new sex cat." At the nickname, Lilly giggled like a little girl, and Parker smiled at the approval from the two boys.

"But I'd like to clarify exactly what it is we have planned, both for your protection, Parker, and for your mother's special payment."

Parker looked at his mother, who was smiling widely as she imagined the "payment" these two boys would give her.

Devon spoke slowly and clearly. "Parker, with this deal, you have full protection from any sort of bully or enemy who might try to hurt you. You've got the forces of me, Meat, the whole team, and our allies at your service. I promise you if anyone even looks you at funny, they will be in the hospital for weeks.

"Next, our payment. As you have seen, Parker, we've taken your mother for a test drive and she is perfect. She took our cocks deep and hungrily, like any great slut should. And trust me, Parker, your mother is a great slut."

Tom frowned both at how they were describing his wife as well as how they kept addressing Parker but not him.

"The whole team is really excited to have her on board because we're interested in using her for a class project that we've been working on for awhile. As part of the business program, our final assignment as high school seniors is to start a profitable business all on our own that can generate actual revenue. So the team and I have gotten together and have planned out an extremely detailed internet porn website. We have hired a proffesional porn star already, her name is Avalon Stars, and then we will be filling in for the male roles. It's all very exciting."

Parker jumped when he heard the name Avalon Stars. Avalon Stars was the first woman to whom he had ever masturbated. The image of big cocked studs creaming her face with spunk was forever glued to his memory as the most sexual and lovely videos he'd ever watched.

"Avalon will be here in a few days, but we're so happy to be able to recruit this woman here. We showed you the video last night of her first time with us, and I hope you'll all agree that this woman, despite being your mother, is a great slam piece for video. Isn't that right?"

Devon reach over to Lilly and slipped his heavy fingers down the front of her breasts and pulled down the bra. Her heavy tan breasts were exposed to the room and he groped them and showed how heavy they felt as they dangled up and down.

"This tits, these curves," he said as he slid his hands down the hourglass figure of the mother, stopping at her protruding behind and giving it a firm spank.

Lilly giggled as the black hand slid over her skin.

"We need to share your mom with the world, Parker, and we're putting her down on all fours and giving her as much cock as she can take to do so."

He slid the tip of his enormous penis out of his pants and handed it to the wife and mother, who instinctively began jacking it off.

Tom felt a surge of anger at the sight and yelled out, "This is fucking crazy!"

He leaped at the two boys, but Meat swatted him down before he could touch a hair on his pretty wife or the man she was jacking off.

"That's not cool," Meat said, "We don't want any violence here. We have to right to be here and the right to use this woman in this way. Don't forget; we're protecting your son, and she's given her consent. Your behavior is out of line."

Tom tried to stand up for a moment but fell back down.

"Can I say something?" Lilly asked.

"Sure thing, baby doll," Devon said, letting her step forwards.

"Parker, are you okay with this? I'm doing this for you. I want to make sure you're safe and if I have to be penetrated by these boys here to do so, I'll gladly gobble down whatever cock it takes."

"Uhh," Parker stuttered, "Yeah mom, that's okay."

"You sure, honey?" she asked, tits bared from Devon's groping.

"Yeah. I mean, I love the team and I'm so good at serving them already, this will just be like another step. I've seen them all naked in the shower all the time, so that's not anything too new or scary, just seeing you naked, mom, that's a little weird. But I'll learn to deal with it, I swear, I will."

"Wait wait," Meat interjected, "You've seen us naked before?"

"Uhh, yeah, we all shower together."

"Meat, I think everyone in this room has seen your cock," Lilly added.

"Come on, man, think before you start talking stupid," Devon said.

"Has he seen my cock?" Meat asked, pointing down at the crumpled husband still on the floor.

"I don't fucking know," Devon said.

"He watched the video, hun," Lilly answered.

"Shit that's not the same thing," Meat said, and whipped out his hard cock.

"Now everyone has seen it," he said, waving it around a bit.

Holding the black monster in his hand, he leaned in towards the wife and mother and slid it up and down her upper thigh.

"You said she works for us, Devon?" Meat asked.

"Take whatever you want," the leader announced.

Meat unhooked the half opened bra and slid it to the floor. Next he hooked his index finger in the waist of her panties and slid those off too.

Tom opened his mouth to yell but a cold glare from Devon stopped him.

The naked mother followed suit and grabbed the penis that was near her thigh.

"I'm going to watch television," Tom yelled despondently, standing up and leaving the room.

Lilly took the penis in her hands and stroked it up and down softly.

"Parker," Devon said, ignoring the actions of his friend, "Could you do me a favor and call Meghan and tell her to come over as soon as she can?"

"I actually ran into her when I was out getting breakfast," Parker said, his mother stroking Meat's cock faster and fast, "She said she'd be over here soon."

"That's great," Devon said, grabbing a doughnut off the counter and taking a bite, "Get something to eat, Parker."

Parker and Devon each sat down at the table. Though he was happy at the politeness Devon had just shown him, he couldn't help glancing over at his naked mother stroking the cock of this other studly boy.

After a few minutes of stroking, Meat grunted loudly and exploded all over the young mother. White creamy spunk jetted out of his cock, spraying the woman's thighs, stomach, and pussy before sliding down her long tans legs.

Parker watched Meat glaze his mother with his seed before having the dripping woman get down on her knees and clean his tool with her tongue.




The Basketball Team Ch. 02



"Ha ha," Devon laughed as she lapped at his dick, "This mom is great!"

Devon took Parker into the living room, where Tom was sitting bitterly on the couch watching television. They sat down on the couch and began watching as well.

Soon after, Meat emerged with his limp cock visible as a bulge in his trousers, which he was still pulling up. Lilly followed shortly after that, dressed in a low cut t-shirt, some short jean shorts, and still smelling distinctly like semen.

"Sit here, girl," Devon called, and Lilly dug her round butt into the boy's lap. He gave her tits a quick squeeze, and she put her arm around him and turned to watch tv.

The show was some cop drama, a marathon set to last all day. As they watched together, Devon's arms traveled around Lilly's body. A hand would slide down the back of her pants, rest there for a while, then slide back up and around to grope at her breasts. He grabbed her thighs, ran his fingers through her arms, teased her nipples, and even slid some fingers around her swelling pussy lips.

Eventually, as the basketball stud leaned in to plant his lips against the sultry pink lips of the wife and mother, Tom cried out:

"Get away from my wife you fucking prick!"

Devon didn't even stop. He let his tongue trace the lips of the woman, kissed her deeply, but motioned slowly with his hand at the disobedient husband. Meat stood up, grabbed the man by the collar, and dragged him outside. From inside, they could all hear the sound of the car starting up and driving away.

"Where's he going?" Parker asked.

"He'll be fine," answered Devon, taking a small break before kissing and groping the boy's mother some more.

Parker tried to watched television as the boy and his mother kissed on the couch next to him. After a few minutes, there was a knock at the door and Parker went and answered it.

Standing there was Meghan, the blonde and busty head of the cheerleaders and Devon's girlfriend, as well as Nathalie, Meat's young and sexy hook up partner.

Meghan greeted Parker with a big hug, and he felt her breasts squish up against his chest. He nodded to Nathalie, and the two girls rushed to the couch where they joined Lilly in curling up against Devon and Meat.

Seeing that the couch was full, Parker took a seat on the floor. Lilly turned on a movie, and the four on the couch snuggled together with Parker beneath them watching.

On the couch, the hands spread everywhere. Meat ran his overs Natalie's thighs, her stomach, her chest. He slipped a finger down the elastic of her panties, exploring her pussy and making her stifle a moan. Devon used his left hand to squeeze the big brown tits of Lilly, while his right hand cupped Meghan's rosy white breasts.

Nobody did anything too extreme, but by the end of the two hour movie, everyone on the couch was feeling a little hot and heavy.

"Shit!" Meghan yelled, looking at the clock on her phone, "Devon, we have a dinner that starts in like thirty minutes and we still need to get ready."

"Okay, babe," Devon said, standing up off the couch. He planted a big kiss on Lilly's neck, right near the top of her bosom, and the mom giggled.

Grabbing Meghan around the waist, the two walked out the door. "See you all later," Devon shouted to everyone.

Natalie grabbed the remote and turned on a program she liked to watch.

"It is getting late," Lilly noted, "Are you two staying for dinner?"

Meat and Natalie said they were, and so Lilly stood up from the couch.

"I can go get something started," the mother said, her hips swaying sensually as she waltzed through the frame of the door.

"I think I can help whip up something tasty," Meat offered, getting up and following Lilly into the kitchen. Parker took a spot on the vacant couch with Natalie.

"Nice house you have," the girl said to Parker. The two had never really spoken before, though Parker knew they were in the same AP Biology class. He also knew that Natalie was August in the cheerleader sexy calendar, and he had flipped to that month many nights when spanking his meat to their young sexy bodies. Natalie in particular was great to jack to because she had the largest breasts of anyone on the squad, and probably in the whole school.

"So you're like on the basketball team, like the mascot, right?" she asked.

"I'm the locker boy," Parker explained.

"Oh right, Meghan was saying something about that. You both like take care of the team and the showers and stuff."

Parker nodded.

"It's great to be able to help out in your own way, isn't it?" she asked.

"Absolutely," the boy said.

"Like, as a cheerleader, we have a lot to do for basketball season. Like Meat, for example, before a game when he gets really tense, I may have to suck him off two or three times before he's ready to play. And then, when we win, of course, we have to celebrate and reward and that normally means taking it up the butt. And then when we lose, he's normally in a terrible mood and that probably also means I have to take it up the butt. You know?"

Parker didn't know, but he nodded anyway.

"But it's so worth it. Not only do I get to be a part of the team that everyone in town worships, but when Meat sticks that thing in me, I just melt. It's the most gorgeous cock I've ever fucked. You've seen it, right?"

"Yeah, I have, in the showers and stuff," Parker answered. He didn't add that he had watched his mom gulp down the monster that morning.

"It's gigantic, isn't it? Just the biggest shaft, so long and wide, and those balls! He has the heaviest balls of anyone I've ever been with. They just produce so much cum, he needs to be serviced so many times a day. And normally that servicing falls on me.

A loud sensual feminine cry came echoing from the kitchen.

Natalie laughed. "Well not always on me."

"Yeah, it's weird what's happening with my mom."

"What?" Natalie asked, "You mean that they're banging and filming her? That's not too weird."

"Yeah it is," Parker said.

"Your mom is a sexy woman," she explained, "Of course she's going to be desirable to some studly young men. Your dad's not in the picture, is her?"

Parker remembered his dad for the first time that afternoon, and he wondered where he had gone.

"No, my dad's still around, Meat just kicked him out this morning."

"Ha ha, that's so Meat. He's so weird some times. Like on one hand, we have this open relationship where I'm expected to suck off most of the team when I'm asked, and everyone on the team finds it hard to resist grabbing my chest when they pass me in the hall, and then of course he's free to bone any sexy creature he finds, like your mom I guess.

"But then he's also so jealous sometimes! He hates the thought of anyone taking me away from him. Like when we're at the mall and some guy stares at my breasts (trust me, when they're the size of mine, it happens pretty much always), he gets so angry. He'll grab the guy by the shoulder, spin him around, and yell 'What, you like my bitch's tits?' then he'll rip down whatever shirt I'm wearing and yank off my bra, my bare boobs jiggling everywhere, 'Yeah these fucking belong to me, and no shit brain like you will ever get to come anywhere near them.'"

"Wow, you're really okay with showing off your breasts like that?" Parker asked incredulously.

"It's just happened so many times, really. I can't count how many men Meat has shown my tits to. At first I was uneasy, but then I really grew to love it. The rush of cold air hitting my nipples, the thought that this strong black boy has complete control and this worthless gawker has to stare and stare at my chest, knowing full well that he won't ever get anywhere close to another pair as big and perky as mine... It's just so sexy! Every time it happens, Meat and I go home and he bones me so good, I just keep thinking of the loser who saw my breasts who's probably jacking off while Meat's just pounding my pussy away..."

Parker wasn't sure what to say.

"So what about you? Have a girlfriend?"

"No, I don't." Parker answered.

"You're not a virgin, are you?"

"Yeah. I haven't even kissed a girl!"

"Holy shit," Natalie said, "That's just so bizarre. I can't imagine my life without sex. I bet you jack off a lot, though."

"Yeah, I do."

"How many times in a day?"

"Like on average, or a record or--"

"Oo, what's your record?" she asked.

"Um, eight."

"Eight!" Natalie yelled, "Eight times in one day!"

Parker blushed.

"I'm sorry, but wow, you're one horny kid!"

Lilly poked her head through the door frame. Since once her shoulders were out, it was unclear to Natalie and Parker if she was wearing a shirt.

"Dinner will be ready in half an hour," she announced, before ducking back into the kitchen.

"Was your mom topless?" Natalie asked.

"I don't know," Parker answered.

"Knowing Meat, probably," she guessed, "He really loves a nice set of tits, especially one like your mom's."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Your mom," Natalie answered, "She has a nice rack."

"I don't know; I really don't think too much about my mom's rack."

"Well, she's your mom after all. That might be a little wrong. But trust me, any red blooded male other than you probably would cut off a leg to a get a squeeze of them. They're so round!"

Parker blushed again. Natalie scooted over to him.

"You've really never even kissed a girl?"

"Nope."

"That's kind of sweet." And with that, she reached down at her waist and lifted off her shirt to reveal her clean braless breasts. They were large, that much you could tell even with a shirt. But the fact that they stayed so taut, so perfectly smooth and curved without sag was miraculous. She had perky big boobs like no other.

"I'll give you a kiss and a little more." She leaned in and gave Parker a quick kiss on the lips before backing away.

"Wow," Parker said, shocked. Looking at the topless girl before him on the couch with her glorious bare breasts, he extended a hand to feel their firmness for himself.

Natalie slapped him away.

"I didn't say you could touch! I kissed you because I thought you were cute, and I took my top off for a little emphasis, but that's all. Keep your hands down your own pants, silly boy."

Parker frowned and felt embarrassed.

"Aw, don't look so sad," she added, switching tones. "I'm just trying to give you something nice to jack off to later." She tilted her head back and laughed. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, that was a kind of a joke!"

Parker smiled. A beautiful girl with thick round breasts had given him a kiss on the lips and a continuing view of her chest. He could be happy with that.

Natalie stared at the program on television, but Parker couldn't help but gaze at her boobs.

"It's okay," she reassured him, "Take it all in. You won't have me here in person when you're wanking yourself silly later."

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Meat had Lilly bent over the table and was porking her hard from behind. A box of pasta boiled on the stove, and Lilly climaxed just as the oven timer told her it was time to drain the pot.

Lilly felt wild with the events of the past two days. It was like a dream she had always had. All her desires, her secret infidelities, it was the impossible scenario where she could indulge in them openly without fear of losing her husband, embarrassing her son, or ruining her reputation. In fact, she was doing all three of these things, but in having already done them, she need not fear their possibility, which left her in a state of reckless inhibition.

Meat stroked his cock to himself as she checked on the food. When she stirred the sauce, she wore an apron to cover her bare breasts and sticky thighs from the food.

"It's almost ready," she told Meat, "We need to finish up because Natalie and Parker will be coming in soon."

Meat stared at her bare behind and licked his lips.

"Dinner!" the mom yelled to the teenagers in the other room, but moments after, Meat grabbed her by the waist and shoved himself into her cunt, which was dripping with desire.

As he pumped into the apron clad wife and mother, Natalie and Parker entered. The girl had replaced her top, and didn't bat an eye at the scene before her, just took a seat a the table. Only Parker was uneased enough to stop as stare as Meat withdrew his cock and shot his lock up the mother's back, creating a sticky river of man goo.

Meat picked up some gym shorts and shirt from the table and redressed himself to sit at the table. Lilly grabbed a kitchen towel and wiped down her back before also sitting down at the table, still wearing only an apron. FInally, the shell shocked son took his place before the busty cheerleader and the athlete who had just sprayed his mom with cum.

As they ate, Natalie talked about school and college plans. Unbeknownst to Parker, Natalie was a biology whiz; very bright, very smart, with tons of outside experience in both biological research and technologies.

Meat, of course, wanted to start his video business with the rest of the team, but was hoping to get to UCLA after a gap year to play basketball.

Parker wasn't sure where he wanted to go.

After dinner, they all helped with the dishes, Meat gave the mom a long kiss goodbye, and he and Natalie drove off and away from the home.

That night, Parker was distraught with images while masturbating. On one hand, the incredible view of Natalie's breasts beckoned for some serious stroking, but he was also still thinking about Meghan and her round pink behind in those tiny shorts from when he saw her jogging. And then of course, there was Devon's promise that Avalon Stars was coming to shoot a film with his mother, and the countless videos he had seen of that sexy body being rammed slammed and wrecked by cocks of every color.

Devon and Meghan had left the Marson household so early to go to a dinner function heled by Reverend Soloman, the father of the two snooty pious boys on the basketball team. Devon had been invited because he was a town celebrity, captain of the basketball team that everyone adored. The Soloman brothers and their reverend father did not adore Devon, however, nor did they like the white girl who he kept wrapped around his arm. The Soloman family was distrustful of whites in Toriville, perhaps rightfully so. Throughout history, the whites had no been kind to the African American community. However, it was sure that they directed this concern in an unnecessarily hostile way, as they condemned even decent white folks with the rest.

Devon was bold to bring Meghan, but he wanted to make a statement that it was okay for him to be dating this girl, despite her darkly rosy complexion. It wasn't the color of her skin that made Meghan attractive, it was her waist, hips, and breasts.

During the Reverend's speech about white devils, Meghan stroked Devon's cock under the table. When the choir began to sing an aggressive tune about the evils of the color white, the couple slipped out into the bathroom where Devon propped her against the wall and fucked her white pussy good. Even from the dark black cock of the basketball star came pearly white cum that those red lips dutifully swallowed.

The Soloman brothers watched Meghan and Devon reenter with contempt. They were raised to know the evils of the white skinned people, but they felt a conflict that they didn't fully understand. They may have been brainwashed instigators, but they wanted that sweet white pussy too. This was lost to them, however, in their thoughts of hatred and revenge. And so when they stroked their cocks at night thinking of Meghan, they thought of spanking her, of clogging her mouth with their cocks, and of making that white bitch their slave.

On the car ride back, Meghan expressed her uneasiness about the whole function.

"I'm glad we made a stand," she said, "But I worry it's gong to get worse."

"How so?" Devon asked.

"Well, what happens when they find out about your business? What happens when they find out that the two things they hate most: the whites and the pornography, are being combined by the town's star hero athlete?"

"I don't know," Devon answered honestly, "But we'll have to bear it when we get there."

Devon wasn't too worried. Many of the attendants of that function were young slim black women who he himself had impaled with his monster cock, and so they would be unlikely to turn against him no matter what he chose to do or film. He could fuck all the white mothers of the town and the Soloman church would probably be unable to do much, he thought.

The next morning, Lilly found a note on her bed stand. While she had slept, Tom had come back home, taken some things, and left to go on a trip. He said he didn't know when or if he would be back. Lilly cried a bit when reading this, but it didn't take long to dry her tears. He would be back, she knew. He couldn't stay too long away from her tits and ass.

During the next week, little happened to further the seduction of Lilly by the basketball team. They had a game on Saturday, and so they spent every free moment out on the court practicing. This meant that Parker was scrubbing like crazy, making full use of his new sexy assistant. To be honest, Meghan was not much help in actually performing the chores. If it didn't involve sucking, jacking, or fucking, Meghan was pretty useless with her physical labor. However, she did serve to paint her nails and chat with Parker while he worked, which kept his morale up and helped him do a much better job.

Natalie stopped by the locker room one afternoon. The team was running laps, and Parker was scrubbing the shower to get ready for players when they got back.

Meghan was reading a magazine on the bench, and she stood up to hug and greet her friend and fellow cheerleader.

"How's the preparation? Big game on Saturday, right?" Natalie asked.

"Things are going great," Meghan answered, "Parker's just scrubbing the shower now."

Parker walke into the main room when he heard the voices, and was surprised to see Natalie standing there. Since she had kissed him and shown him her breasts, she had scarcely left his mind.

"Hey, honey, how are you?" she asked him, hugging him. She pulled away when she realized how dirty he was, and how much scum and gunk had gotten on her.

"Ugh, I'm a mess now," she said, wiping down her white shirt with her hand.

"That's why I was over here with a magazine," Meghan interjected with a slight laugh.

Parker's heart skipped a beat. Was she going to take off her shirt and shower here?

"Why don't you go to the girl's locker room next door and take care of yourself," Meghan offered. Parker's chest sank into his stomach.

Natalie glanced over at the day dreaming Parker.

"What's on your mind, kid?" she asked, "Oh, you're imagining me shower, aren't you?" Meghan laughed at her friend's remark.

She walked up right to Parker's face, so close that he could feel her breath and whispered, "You were hoping I would shower hear, weren't you?"

Parker nodded.

"Hey, Natalie, what are you doing to the guy?" Meghan asked, "Don't be such a tease if you're not even going to give him anything."

Natalie turned to the head cheerleader. "Who said I wasn't going to give him anything?" Here, she stripped off her shirt with a flourish.

"Natalie!" Meghan yelled, smiling and surprised, "God you are such a weirdo!"

"What?" she said, glancing back at the staring Parker, "It's not like he hasn't seen my tits before."

"Oh god, there's no way you teased him the other day! You're always such a bitch," Megan smiled, poking fun at her friend.

"What, I can't help it," the girl said, walking into the shower and turning on the water. She left on her tight blue running shorts and let the water drip down her breasts.

It was then that the team finally entered, ready for a shower. A bunch of them crowded around the shower when they saw the topless girl, but they waited for Meat to arrive because they knew she belonged to him.




The Basketball Team Ch. 02



"Hey babe," Natalie said when the man finally arrived.

"Mm, baby, you showing off my goods to everyone else?" Meat asked, smiling.

Natalie turned off the shower head and smiled a big wet smile at the black boy.

More naked bodies had entered the shower and began using other shower heads, either because they actually needed to clean or they wanted a better excuse to be near the buxom teen's body.

Devon had grabbed Meghan and was chatting with her in the other side of the locker room as he packed his stuff away and wiped sweat off himself with a towel.

The crowd had mostly scattered when Meat had arrived, but Parker still was stopped to stare.

"What are you looking at, white boy?" Meat asked, without even turning to Parker, "You upset because I banged your white mom as well as your white classmate?"

"No, not at all, sir!" Parker quipped, sure to be polie to the basketball star.

"Damn right," he said, "Now go find some business somewhere else before you squirt your little white dick and make a mess in your pants." Parker scurried off.

Natalie leaned in and whispered into Meat's ear:

"I think that Parker is adorable but it makes me so wet to hear you tell him off."

Meat took off his clothes, turned on the shower head, and pounded his white bitch into oblivion.

Later that evening, the team had left and Parker was scrubbing more cum off the shower walls. Meat had left quite a heavy load, as once again did some spectators, who wanted to see the biggest breasted woman in the school get plowed.

Meghan apologized.

"I'm sorry," she said to the boy, "I guess I like to tease you too, but Natalie can get way too into it. She wasn't too harsh like this on Sunday at your house, was she?"

"I don't know," Parker said, "She actually seemed pretty nice."

"Well, that's one way to think about it," she shrugged.

Parker left that encounter with a much more crazy image of Natalie.

On Saturday, it was finally the day of the big game. Since the arrangement for both Parker's protection and Lilly's porn career had been made, both were given some luxurious seats in a private box. The box held five seats, and when Parker and his mom arrived, they found two of them already taken by a scrawny white man with short blonde hair and a long red haired woman that made Parker stop in his tracks.

It was Avalon Stars, his favorite pornstar, the one that Devon had mentioned would be coming soon to help in his porn enterprise with Lilly.

And what a porn star she was! Avalon was dressed for the job she had. She wore a fishnet dress, made of thick black nylon, not unlike a basketball net. It "covered" from the top of her large teardrop breasts, down to just above the end of her ass. Of course, there was still everything else exposed. Her two large pink nipples poked out fully in the netting, and the jiggle of her ass was open and present for all to see.

Lilly took her seat next to the incredibly buxon actress and offered her hand.

"I'm Lilly Marson," she introduced.

"Avalon Stars," said the sex goddess, "I'm so excited to finally meet you! Devon told me you're the sexy young mommy he recruited to fuck in his videos"

"Oh wow!" Lilly shouted, "It's a pleasure to meet you then Ms. Stars."

"Avalon's fine, babe."

"Absolutely," she said.

"What's up with you?" she asked Parker, who was frozen in the doorway.

"Nothing, Ms. Stars, really." Parker walked towards his seat.

"Aren't you a cute guy! How old are you?"

"Eighteen."

"Eighteen? You look a lot younger hun."

"This is my son Parker," Lilly offered.

"Aren't you excited kid?" she asked, "I'm going to be teaching your mommy to be a porn star!" Parker blushed.

"Hi, I'm Matt," said the blonde haired man, "I work with Avalon."

"Don't be surprised by this guy's little shoulders" Avalon told Lilly, "His donkey is enormous."

"Really?" Lilly asked, "Can I see?"

Without skipping a beat, the small white guy stood up and whipped out his cock. Avalon was right, he was enormous.

"Just goes to show you, you can't judge a tomato by the green of its peel," Avalon explained, "Like look at you over here, Mr. Eighteen Year Old, I bet you've got a nice sizable package even if you do look like a little tyke."

Parker glanced from his celebrity porn crush, to his mother, then to the floor.

"Hun, are you nervous?" she asked, "Oh, I get it, you've seen my videos."

She stood up and walked over to him.

"Don't be nervous, babe, I don't bite." She sat down on his lap.

"God, look at you," Matt said to Lilly, who had moved closer to examine his cock. He palmed one of her tits in his hand.

"Let me introduce myself again," Avalon said to Parker, slowly moving her hand down his trousers. His cock went to full alert.

"Shit," Avalon said when she finally reached his pecker, "You really are as green as your peel!"

She felt around in his pants some more.

"I've been working with cock a long time," she told him, "But most of those cocks were ten or more inches. You've got not even close to that hun."

"Does size really matter?" Parker asked.

"Well, yes," Avalon told him, "Personally, I like it thick, but of course it's go to be long too."

Parker stared at the porn star's exposed breasts. He had had such a rough time with Natalie the other day, and everything with his mom the week before. Now, with this porn star on his lap, he just wanted to open up to someone he felt close to. And he had been jacking off to this woman for as long as he could remember.

"What would I be able to do with mine?"

"With a tiny one like yours?" asked Avalon, "Maybe jerk off while I pleasure myself." Avalon laughed.

"I'm sorry babe! But you should really hope that you get rich or it's doubtful you'll get laid."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course! Look at your mom over there. Sexy as a wet smooth peach. She's got those big tan breasts, the curvy hips, the dick sucking lips. You get laid if you're sexy like your mom. And a small dick's just not sexy."

"I guess it's hard when there are just so many dicks out there like Matt's."

"Sweety in my line of work, I'd fuck with you. If you had money, otherwise no chance. Just being honest."

"I had this friend once," Parker confessed, "And we compared dicks once, just to see. He was maybe five times my size, and he wasn't even black."

"Five times?" Avalon asked, "Tell him to message me."

"Is it really that great?"

"Honey, a big cock is amazing. Look at what it does to your hot mom." She motioned over to Lilly, who has stroking Matt's white cock slowly and panting.

"No offense, but your mom just seems like a total sexy slut. I love that there's a mom out there willing to do porn, and I love that she brings her son along. Honestly, it's probably even better that you have a tiny dick."

"What do you mean?"

"It just makes it so much better when the big dick finally comes. Your momma seems like she loves you, hun, but the fact that she seems to like big cock even more? That's as sexy as it gets. What happened to your dad?"

"He left," Parker explained.

"Well, with that big cock in her hand, at least she's happy."

An announcement came on that the game was about to start. Matt took Lilly away from his cock and zipped it back up in his pants, and Avalon gave Parker a smile and went back to her seat.

When Devon had arranged for those four to have those box seats, this was what he had anticipated. He was hoping to give Parker a little gift with Avalon (and pull a little prank at the same time), and he was hoping to get Lilly a little more drunk off cock with the professional Matt. But Devon had one more trick up his sleeve with that box, and it was about to come through.

About two minutes into the game, Toriville was up already. The crowd cheered, Parker cheered, Lilly and Avalon and Matt cheered too. But a knock came at the door and in walked the box's fifth member. It was Reverend Soloman, father of two boys on the team and hater of pretty much all white people.

When he realized that all his box mates were white, he scowled frightfully. When he saw that Avalon was dressed only in fishnet dress, his scowl grew even more frightful.

He took his seat at the end, next to Parker. No one gave his entrance that much thought; the game was in full swing.

At half time, Parker stayed glued to the box window to watch Meghan, Natalie, and the other cheerleaders perform. But the other four in the box mingled by a buffet table to eat and chat.

"Hi, I'm Avalon Stars," said the porn start to the reverend. 

"Reverend Soloman," he gruffly answered.

"Reverend?" Avalon asked, "With my outfit, I'm afraid you must not be thinking very highly of me right now, hahaha." She had no idea how deeply his scorn went.

"I'm Lilly Marson," said the buxom mom, "Parker over there is my son. He's the locker boy for the team."

"My boys are on the team!" the Reverend announced. He never missed a chance to show his family's power.

"Oh that's incredible!" Lilly said, genuinely impressed.

"Come on, Lilly," Avalon said, grabbing the mom by the arm, I want to show you some ideas I've written up for a production."

Production? the Reverend wondered. Is this harlot in business with this mother?

The game progressed with Devon and the team playing masterfully. Their victory was by a massive lead, and met with confetti and cries of jubilance from the audience.

When the game was over, the Reverend left as quickly as he could. Not only was he outraged by the presence of this Avalon, but he was irked even more by whatever she and the Lilly mother were doing. He would investigate more as he could.

Devon smiled when he saw the grumpy Reverend exit the box from down on the court. He couldn't dislike anyone more than he did the Reverend. The man had insulte his girlfriend, and by extension, him. 

I hope he got a taste of my plans for this town, Devon thought, smirking, I hope that bastard did.

The remaining four also exited the box, and they headed down to the locker room to meet with the team for celebration.

A security officer stopped them, and told them only Parker was allowed in as he worked at the locker room. They accepted, Avalon and Matt waved goodbye to the mother and son and walked back to their car. Lilly said she'd be back later that night to pick Parker up.

Parker loved the locker room after a win. The team was excited, the cheer leaders were excited, it was the only time that there was so much good will that no one treated him too badly. Parker didn't even mind that he always had to stay much later after a winning game to clean up the party.

"We fucking won!" Meghan yelled to him when she saw him, and gave him a big warm embrace. Her cheeks were flushed with alcohol, as were most of the faces in the locker room.

Notably absent from the festivities were Meat and Natalie. Parker remembered what the busty white teen had said about victory; it meant Meat was sticking hit fat black cock into her crazy ass.

Parker went around the room, hugging different people, shaking hands with the players. After a while, they party died down; people left to either go to sleep or to go to a different wilder party. As Devon was leaving, he stopped Parker to chat.

"So did you meet Avalon?"

"Yeah, she seems really cool."

"Isn't she? I was hoping your mom and she hit it off. I'd like to have a more formal meeting this weekend, tell your mom to call me."

"Can do," Parker said.

Devon left with Meghan, who gave Parker a hug goodbye, and soon enough Parker was left to clean the locker room alone.

When Lilly got back home after leaving Parker at the locker room, she immediately descended to her room and shoved her hand into her pants. God, what a terrible week it had been. It had been easy to let her husband go when she had those black cocks around her face but it was different when the bodies they were attached too were busy playing sports. Now, she didn't even have her spineless husband around to give her body a few jolts. Lilly had spent nearly all of it masturbating, first with a dildo, then with a bigger dildo she had to buy, but eventually she just resorted to her good old hands and fingers because she didn't want to spend more money on batteries when her primary bread winner had been cuckolded out of the house.

But watching those strong black balls play on the court, in addition to the sexy aura of Avalon and that great white cock of Matt's, Lilly could barely contain herself. Her panties had been soaked the entire game, ands he wanted a mountain of cocks to erupt into her. She straddled her pillows, diddled herself silly, then she finally picked up her phone, saw the time, and went to get her son from the court.

On the car ride home, Parker gave his message to Lilly. Her face flushed at the mention of Devon. She wanted his cock so badly, his and Matt's and Meat's. It was like an addiction.

At a stoplight, the two felt themselves jolt forwards. A black mustang had rear ended them. Lilly got out of the car to see if anyone was hurt, but she stopped when she saw a thick black man with tattoos get out of the car. It was Roderico, her son's tormentor.

Just then, another car came speeding out an alley. It stopped in the middle of the road, right next to Lilly and the black gangster. Out of the car stepped a familiar towering figure; it was Meat.

"Back the fuck up!" he yelled to the man. Roderico understood, and raced away.

Lilly felt her cunt spout and drip down her legs.

In the car, Natalie dosed off. She had a ring of cum around her mouth, Parker saw, and he imagined her sucking on Meat's commanding black cock.

Lilly ran to Meat, who she embraced and thanked for saving her.

"How did you know he was here?" she asked. The truth was, Meat had seen Roderico's car as he was turning the corner to drive Natlie home, and it was by luck that he saved the day.

"We have eyes," he lied.

Lilly kissed the boy on the lips, and reached down into his pants to give him (and herself) a little extra reward. Meat stopped her.

"Sorry babe," he said, "You know I love your milf titties, but I go to get this sleepy slut over here home."

Lilly eyed Natalie jealously.

"You can come over after though, maybe?" Lilly pleaded.

"I don't think so, I got shit to do babe." And with that, Meat sped away.

Their car was only slightly scratched, no real damage. When they go home, the exhausted Parker went to his room to go to sleep, but mother Lilly sat on the couch and watched the tape of herself getting fucked over and over while she dug her hands deep into her pussy.

Lilly needed some cock, and she needed it now. She looked to the future with only craving and excitement.