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Avon Calling Ch. 1

By: Stardog Champion



Despite the fact that she had lived in Chicago for almost 15 years, for a small town country girl like Ida Morgan, living in a city the size of Chicago was a daunting daily task. When her husband had accepted the promotion from the manufacturing company he worked, that necessitated the Morgan's move from Cedar Rapids to Chi-town, Ida had been far from crazy about it. With the second of their three children getting ready to go off and start college at the time back in 1986 however, the family needed the added income that came with the move. 

As Ida looked back 15 years later, she accepted that the move to the big city had been for the best. After successfully putting all three of their kids through college, having each of them bare a grandchild already, and seeing the way her husband, Bruce, had climbed the corporate ladder, all the way to Vice President, Ida saw the harvested fruit of their difficult decision a decade and a half earlier. 

For Ida, a 55 year old woman with a bachelors degree in marketing that had never been put to use, after all of her kids grew up and were out of the house for good, she discovered she had an ungodly amount of time and energy on her hands. Tiring quickly of the normal social outlets for rich women her age, Ida thankfully stumbled into an opportunity in 1994, that would help her build up a glowing sense of accomplishment as well as a great way to supplement the couple's retirement fund. 

The woman that had been Ida's Avon representative ever since she had moved to Chicago, Emily Catchings, had finally decided to cash in her chips and move to the condo in Florida that her and her husband had bought. On a lark, Emily had asked Ida one afternoon if she would be interested in taking over all of her existing accounts. 

Thinking Ida had the perfect temperaments as well as the right look and personality to highlight the line of beauty products, Emily was pleasantly surprised when her friend and customer reluctantly agreed to give it a try. 

Not use to actually having to work on a consistent basis outside the home, Ida didn't know quite what she had gotten herself into at first. Once she gained a comfort level with the demands of the job and expanded her client base however, the money started rolling in. 

From late '94 to 1998, Ida Morgan's life was a good as it had ever been. For the first time in her adult life, she felt vital both in and outside the home. To actually have some spending money of her own was also a neat diversion as well. 

Having saved up nearly $25,000 for just part time work over those 4 years, Ida and Bruce began making serious plans for their own retirement. 

When Bruce Morgan went for his yearly checkup in late '98 however, the smooth ride the couple had been on suddenly hit a huge speed bump. Bruce had been diagnosed with kidney disease and had to go through a difficult surgery that forced him to take a early retirement from his company. 

Even though they had enough money in the bank to pay the bills and insurance covered a good deal of the medical expenses, Ida suddenly felt the need to become the breadwinner in the family while Bruce was ill. 

With the money in their retirement fund drying up, Ida dedicated herself to a fulltime pursuit of her Avon selling to maintain the household income. Ida went from spending 10-15 hours a week on the job to well over 40 and sometimes as much as 50 hours a week while Bruce was in and out of the hospital. 

Even when he finally came home to stay, the combination of her husband's grouchy attitude and the addictive emotional outlet that her own work gave her, kept Ida Morgan pounding the pavement. The lure of a commission check that was nearly quadruple what she was making before she went full time and the connections that all her new customers provided kept Ida's head spinning to keep up with all her accounts. 

One of her regular customers was a middle aged black woman named Deloris Franklin, who managed a Burger King that Ida frequently stopped at for lunch when she was downtown. 

Deloris lived in a housing project on the West side of town and over the years had provided several contacts for Ida's blossoming customer list. Many of those women that Deloris turned Ida on to were either too poor to afford a car, many didn't work for various reasons and a few were too elderly to venture out often. Deloris often played the role of courier for Ida in getting the products to several of those ladies and then in turn, getting Ida her money. 

There were certain occasions however, when Deloris and Ida couldn't get their schedules to jive and Ida had to take it upon herself to make a special visit to deliver merchandise and collect payment in the mostly black neighborhood. 

The last place Ida Morgan thought she'd be servicing while selling Avon was a low income housing project but most of the people she encountered were very sweet and Ida was frankly surprised by how much money that particular clientele brought in, upwards of about 15 % of her total Avon income. 

The worries about her safety that she, her husband, and many of their friends had about going into those neighborhoods all turned out to be unfounded. When she did venture to those places, Ida usually planned it out to where she would be going on mid mornings when the sun was out and all the bad people she worried about, in the stereotypical reaches of her mind, were still in bed sleeping off their hangovers. 

There were only a few instances when Ida got as much as an occasional stare from the men and women that hung around the projects. Even though she did feel like a sore white thumb sticking out on a black hand, Ida usually walked peacefully on by, holding her tongue and breath as she went about her business. 

* * * * *

For over 30 years, Bruce Morgan had been everything Ida could have hoped for in a husband and a friend. He had been the best provider, confidant, lover and supporter Ida could have prayed for when she said "I DO" in the Summer of '69. Through thick and thin, Ida and Bruce stared down each obstacle that blocked their path, together. 

When Bruce was confronted with his kidney disease and impending surgery, Ida knew that it would be just another trial put in front of them by God that they would eventually overcome. 

Three and a half years after Bruce finally came home for good from the hospital, Ida secretly knew he wasn't the same man she had married. The combination of self esteem loss that came without having his job along with diminished ability to do many of the hobbies he cherished, was a rough blow for her husband to take. 

Even after her change of life, Ida had retained her vitality for intimacy that mirrored her socially bubbly personality. She completely understood that the plethora of problems Bruce faced, from the normal effects of aging to the aftereffects of his surgery, gradually cut into his interest and stamina in the bedroom. 

As time went on however, Ida could clearly sense that Bruce was giving up in all phases of his life. While he outwardly supported her new role as primary breadwinner, she knew he was old fashioned to the end and could tell his mood worsened every month when it was time to sign the checks to pay the family's bills. 

In the bedroom, Bruce steadily lost interest in pleasing her ,as well as himself, for that matter until his thirst for sexual gratification was nearly nonexistent. There were occasional nights when Ida could coax Bruce into being his old self, but those nights were few and far between. 

Old fashioned to the end as well, Ida never even thought of bringing up her frustration to Bruce even though when she looked into his eyes late at night, she knew he felt it. 

* * * * *

Ida Morgan sat behind the wheel of her parked Olds Cutlass, checking herself in the rearview mirror. Ever vain, even in her mid 50's, Ida patted at her curly, dirty blonde hair and touched up her makeup and lipstick as she mustered the courage to get out of her car and make the few quick deliveries she had to the low income housing tenement where several of her poorer customers lived. 

Parked in a glorified vacant lot at the corner of 3rd and Caldwell, Ida looked out of her driver's side window and saw the fresh remnants of a party from the night before. Four Old English Malt Liquor bottles, several discarded roach clips and one gerry-rigged crack pipe littered the pavement causing Ida to click on the denial button in her psyche as she reminded herself which side of the tracks she was currently on. 

"Why in the Hell are you even worrying about making yourself look presentable?" Ida sarcastic inner voice asked. 

"Because you have an image and a product line to sell... that's why," Ida immediately answered herself out loud, as she went back to primping her features. 

When her courage of conviction and requisite denial were in place, Ida gathered the three bags of merchandise she needed, a dozen product catalogues, locked the car door, checked it twice and then made the two block walk through Chicago's mean streets to make her deliveries. 

With this trip being her 10th such visit into the proverbial heart of darkness, it had almost become routine for Ida even though she was the only white face, it seemed, for miles around. As the wooden click of her modest heels echoed off the concrete sidewalk below, Ida successfully navigated the maze of pedestrians between her and her intended target. 

Having been married for over 30 years and raised three children, Ida had long ago developed the ability to block out irrelevant stimuli and that talent played a crucial role in dismissing the occasional catcall, whistle, racist comment, obscene gesture or innuendo as she made her delivery stops in that neighborhood. 

Stepping through the lobby door of the tenement, Ida politely said "thank you" to the kind gentleman that held the door open for her even though she resisted the temptation to look up make eye contact with him. 

Looking at her package list and seeing that her first delivery was up on the 4th floor, Ida headed for the building stairwell, knowing the elevator would be out of service as usual. 

Ida quickly scooted up the cluttered stairwell, purposefully dodging the bottles, plastic cups and discarded wads of bubble gum that littered her path. As she ascended the second floor landing and prepared to make her way up to the third, Ida attention was suddenly grabbed by a series of strange noises coming from her right. With her primal fear of mice foremost in her mind, Ida's expectation when she turned was that a few rats were about to come scurrying out of the corner. 

What she saw when her eyes finally focused on the cause of the noise, in the dim light of the stairway, was the furthest thing from scared mice. 

What Ida Morgan did see was the backside of a heavyset young black girl with long hair as she straddled the waist of a barely visible man in front of her. 

"OOOHHH," Ida wailed in a high pitched shriek of surprise as the reality of what she had accidentally stumbled upon quickly sunk in. 

Suddenly feeling as if she were a rat trapped in the corner, Ida started to shake noticeably as she decided whether to continue her journey upstairs to make her deliveries or to just retreat back downstairs and leave the two sexually engaged kids to their tawdry act. 

Ida could see the whites of the man's eyes gleam out over the girl's writhing shoulder and she instantly knew he saw her standing there, 15 feet away. It seemed as if his eyes had trained on her paralyzed face as the hefty girl wrapped around his waist frantically fucked him with her ample weight. 

Ida had seemingly lost track of time as she openly gawked at the lurid display unfolding in the stairway in front of her. She could clearly see the young girl's brown miniskirt hiked up all the way to her waist as her chubby thighs hung out lewdly, shielding Ida's view of the young man's crotch as the fat black girl crudely smashed her pussy against his cock. 

All Ida could discern of the young man from the waist up was the bandana that he had tightly wrapped around his head and the two cold focused eyes that had locked onto hers. Below the waist, Ida could see that the young man's bulky blue jeans were pulled all the way down to his ankles and his black hairy legs spread out like two tree trunks from the floor as he held his back against the wall for support. 

The half faceless black stranger's eyes seemed to be inexorably glued to Ida's as the young black girl thrashed wildly on his jock. Ida felt her insides experiencing a strange burning sensation as the black man focused intently on her even though his hands were matter of factly cinched into the girl's asscheeks, holding her tightly against his body as she mindlessly got herself off. 

The fact that all three were in a completely public place while all this was unfolding was temporarily lost on Ida as she stood there, blatantly transfixed by the blunt reality of it all. Watching the fat girl's ass thrusts become more and more frantic, Ida's feminine intuition told her that the girl was getting ready to succumb to orgasm as the boy she was throwing herself against firmly held his ground, continuing still to burn a hole through Ida with his dark orbs. 

Finally deciding she had enough room to squeeze by the copulating couple and continue upstairs, Ida somehow got her feet to move and proceeded to make a break for it. 

Ida's feet felt like blocks of concrete and her queasy stomach turned crazily as she inched by the crudely disgusting public display of affection. 

The young man's eyes, that were so brazenly locked on Ida's, followed her as she tried easing by, similar to the way the eyes of a haunting picture seem to trace the observer around a room. 

Even after she had turned her head and pressed forward up the steps, she could still feel the heat and the weight of the black man's stare as she fumbled her feet up to the fourth floor. 

When she finally did reach her desired floor, Ida stopped for a moment to gather her breath and that's when she heard the sound of the girl below let loose with her orgasm, filling the chamber of the stairwell with the firecracker like sounds of her overflowing lust. Ida stood there with her back to the steps for several moments, transfixed by the sounds of female release rifling around her, visually picturing what it must have looked like as the chubby black girl allowed her cravings to spill out against the nameless stud that was providing the dick for her. 

Somewhere deep in the pit of Ida's belly, she knew the black stranger was somehow picturing her as he allowed the slut he was fucking to cum all over him. When his gruff sounds of orgasm came filtering up the stairwell a few moments later, Ida sensed her own image was as much a reason for the kid to cum as the girl wrapped around his waist. 

Standing like a statue at the top of the 4th floor landing, Ida couldn't believe how much she had started to sweat from the combination of nervous energy and the mad dash upstairs. 

After she had gathered herself enough to plan out the rest of her delivery schedule, Ida picked her three large white Avon bags back up and breathlessly went about her business. 

Once all the deliveries had been made and money collected, Ida hesitantly descended back down the only way out of the building, down the same stairway she had come up. To her everlasting gratitude, the black teenagers that she had encountered on her way up were nowhere to be found. 

Ida cringed noticeably when she passed the spot where the two kids had been hooked up and she swore she could still feel the heat coming off their bodies, the smell of their intermingled sweat and even the sounds of their flesh colliding as she unsteadily passed by. 

Ida hurried out of the building as fast as she politely could, trying not to let any of that awful sight sink into her memory bank as she headed to her car to get out of that neighborhood as quickly as possible. 

Once she was back to the safety of her car, the whole trip home was a blur for Ida as the seediness of the projects gave way to the more plush surroundings of her side of the tracks. 

Dragging her paperwork into the house once she arrived, Ida gave her husband a fleeting peck on the cheek as she passed him working on a 'ship in a bottle' kit on the kitchen table. 

"Do you have to work on that right there?" Ida almost asked sarcastically, wishing Bruce wouldn't clutter up the entire eating area with his toys. 

"How was your day, Honey?" Bruce inquired, without looking up from his tedious task. 

"Fine," Ida curtly replied. "I dropped off a few things... met Renee for lunch then did a little shopping," Ida added, purposefully leaving out the fact that she made a business stop in the very neighborhood Bruce had told her not to venture alone. 

Deciding it would be too tough to stand near him for any length of time without eventually telling him the truth about her day, Ida retreated upstairs for a relaxing bath to clear her head, desperate to soak off the day's accumulated weight. 

* * * * *

Whether it was the graphic nature of what she had been privy to in the housing tenement's stairwell or the simple fact that she hadn't had sex in almost a month, all Ida Morgan could think about for the remainder of her lazy evening at home was the vague but growing tingling sensation, nibbling between her thighs. 

After a quiet and romantic dinner with Bruce, Ida took the rare opportunity to bring a bottle of wine up from the cellar. Knowing her husband was a two glass limit from his doctor, after the day she had endured, Ida was more than happy to make up his fair share. And as the liquid courage took effect, making Ida's flirtatious advances clear enough that Bruce finally did get the message, the twinkle was in both of their eyes as they went, hand in hand, upstairs to bed. 

Later that night, a drunk but fully functioning Ida rested on her back as her husband gracefully and lovingly used his mouth and hands to tantalize her entire upper body. 

"Ohh... yeaahhh... kisss mmee... ahhh... right there... yesss," Ida whispered, feeling Bruce's lips cascade over her neck and shoulders. "Go down and lick my breasts baby... pleasseeee. "

Reaching over with her free hand, Ida attempted to grab Bruce's penis through his flannel pajama bottoms. Just as she snuck her fingers inside the peehole however, Ida remembered that he was on a medication that severely limited his ability to maintain an erection. 

Rather than trying to fight a losing battle, Ida simply removed her hand, laid back, and allowed the rest of Bruce's functioning body to give her the much needed release she had been sorely craving. 

Scooting her body up the length of the bed slightly, far enough to give Bruce clear access to the surprisingly swollen lips of her vagina, Ida spread her short legs apart far enough so that her husband could sink his face all the way between her naked thighs. 

As soon as Bruce's lips met her pussy, Ida shrieked out loudly and dug her fingers into her husband's thinning hair. By the time he had driven his tongue all the way between Ida's nectar laced folds, her bare feet were swaying uncontrollably, a foot or so above the mattress. 

When she felt the front row of Bruce's teeth graze firmly against her exposed clit, Ida bit down hard on her lower lip to fend off her inevitable orgasm for as long as possible, determined to enjoy this rare treat, for as long as she could, as she savored the exploding colors behind her clenched eyelids. 

Tenderly rolling her fingernails around each of Bruce's ears while he ardently licked his tongue around her perfume scented pubic V, Ida's mind drifted, like a runaway channel changer, through a million random images. 

As Ida wallowed in the swirling abyss of her sexual pleasure, the glorious colors shading her mind gradually took shape. The image that those random bolts of electric light took caused Ida to shiver to the core. Still, she just couldn't bring herself to repress it. 


Avon Calling Ch. 1



While Bruce continued his ravenous and relentless oral assault on her sweet pussy, Ida had mentally taken a step back in time as she guiltily visualized the lurid and perverse scene she had witnessed earlier in the day on the steps of the housing complex. 

"Why is that in my head?" Ida quizzed herself as her head rocked back and forth on her double thick pillow. 

"UUMMMM," Ida moaned out, causing Bruce to increase his rapid mouth movements at the same time the mental image of two black teenagers, savagely fucking each other, filled the reservoir of his wife's spinning mind. 

The more Ida tried not thinking about the carnal display she had witnessed earlier while running her errands, the more entrenched that vision became. The fact that her husband's tongue was doing such a devilishly good job swirling around her most sensitive spots made it impossible for the 55 year old woman to ignore the equally arousing sight unfolding behind her mind's eye. 

With each passing moment, the clarity of that image developed like a cheap Polaroid picture inside her head. At the same instant Bruce's tongue was lapping up and down the boiling pink fissure of her slit, Ida could see the fat black girl from the housing tenement, in her mind, slamming her weighty body against the stoic stud providing a cock for her. 

Ida could also still feel that young man's dark foreboding eyes on her. Even though she was miles away now, in her own bed and allowing her husband of over 30 years to ruthlessly lick her pussy, the presence of that same black kid was just as real in the bedroom at that moment for Ida, as her husband was between her legs. 

Ida did her best to ignore the imagery that spawned her lavishly flowing secretions but the combination of Bruce's frantically working mouth along with that haunting memory caused the writhing middle aged woman to feel as if a grenade had exploded inside her groin, bringing about the most powerful orgasm she could ever remember having. 

Locking Bruce's head between her slim but churning thighs, Ida's pelvis bucked wildly against her husband's face as her shrill cries of pleasure echoed like broken glass through the couple's old house. 

* * * * *

Bruce and Ida nested in an intertwined heap on their marital bed, each gasping happily for their breath after the playful interlude. Even though Bruce had difficulty in getting an erection and subsequently, an orgasm of his own, he still took great pride and solace in being able to help his wife achieve nirvana. 

Laying there, bathing in the most sexually devastating release she could ever remember, Ida looked up through her blurry blue eyes and saw the look of pride on her husband's smiling face. 

Flexing her hands and feet, trying to get the feeling back in her extremities, Ida found it difficult to make eye contact with Bruce because of the filthy thing that wafted through her mind as her orgasm crested. 

"I don't think I could ever explain that to him," Ida told herself as she lovingly rested in her husband's arms. 

* * * * *

A few weeks later, while Ida was making one of her awkward trips downtown to make a few deliveries, Ida noticed she had a package for Deloris Franklin, the fast food manager that Ida had be-friended, who also happened to live in that same building. 

Ida decided to take Deloris's stuff to her apartment while she was there rather than making a separate trip across town the next day, to Burger King, to give Deloris her perfume and moisturizer. 

Double checking the address on Deloris's package, Ida saw that her friend lived way up on the 8th floor. Ida made the decision to make Deloris's drop the last stop of her visit before putting her nose down and climbing the same steps she had witnessed the couple having sex, the last time she was there. 

By the time Ida had finished with her other deliveries and all but Ms. Franklin's remained, she checked her watch before climbing the last few flights of stairs just to make sure her friend would be home. 

"3:15," Ida told herself. " I thinks she gets off every day at 2:30... she should definitely be home by now. "

With that, Ida pressed forward, still paying close attention to look around every corner of the stairway just so she wouldn't be confronted with the same vile and disgusting sight as she had a few weeks earlier. 

* * * * *

Once she had reached the relative safety of the 8th and top floor of the apartment complex, Ida marveled briefly at just cleaner and more orderly the 'penthouse suites' were compared to the rest of the place, since most of the long time tenants preferred to be as high up as possible to avoid the massive amount of comings and goings below. 

Walking briskly over to apartment 806, Ida shifted the weight of Deloris's Avon bag from her right hand to her left so she could knock on the front door. 

The reverberations of Ida's three knocks echoed through the quiet hallway as she stood there patiently waiting for 30 seconds or so, hoping Deloris would answer the door. 

When Ida didn't hear any shuffling coming from inside the apartment, her first thought was that Deloris probably hadn't gotten home from work yet. Checking her watch once more, Ida decided to give the door three more knocks before calling it a day. 

Again, the echoes of her knocks were followed by extended silence. Just as Ida was about to turn and begin the long walk back downstairs, the metallic sound of the lock of Deloris Franklin's front door getting turned caused Ida to freeze. 

Putting on her best "Avon Representative smile" to greet Deloris when she opened the door, Ida Morgan's expression turned to one of disjointed shock when the door finally did swing open. 

Ida had heard Deloris Franklin talk about her family on occasions but never anything more than cursory small talk. She vaguely remembered Deloris saying she had two sons, a 20 year old named Rahim who had been in and out of trouble with the law for several reasons, and a 18 year old named Sterling, who was the baby of the family. 

Looking straight at the young, shirtless black guy standing in the doorway, the acid-stained memory of the same eyes that had watched her a few weeks earlier when she accidentally stumbled upon the sex act on the complex's steps, were once again trained directly on her. 

Too flushed to speak, Ida stammered for what seemed like an eternity before the man in front of her finally said "You Mom's Avon Lady?"

"Y... Y... Yes... yes I am," Ida slowly replied as if her tongue were trapped in quicksand. "Is... is... she home?"

"Nah," Deloris's oldest son, Rahim, quickly answered. "She called earlier... said she might have to work a little late... she'll probably be home by 3:30 if you want to wait. "

Ida turned her arm to check the time. In the process of doing so, she got to consciously see just how nervous she had become from the way her entire arm quivered, from her shoulder all the way down to her wrist. It was gesture that also wasn't lost on the 20 year old man watching her. 

"Well... ahhh... maybe... ahhh... maybe I'll catch her at work tomorrow... could you... ahh... tell her I stopped by... please... ," Ida mumbled as her eyes darted off in several directions. 

"I'd be glad to, Ida... but you're welcome to come inside and wait... I can give her a call on her cellphone... if you want... to see if she's on her way," Rahim politely offered as he stepped aside and waved Ida into his Mom's apartment. 

"I wouldn't... I couldn't... I," Ida started without ever being able to formulate a coherent sentence. 

As hard as she tried, Ida still couldn't make eye contact with the 6 foot 4 inch youngster. If she would have, she would have seen an evil twinkle in Rahim's eyes that belied his polite and innocent verbiage. 

"He remembers you Ida... don't let his kindness fool you... HE REMEMBERS YOU," a nasty, trembling voice inside Ida's mind correctly warned. 

"Well... I'd hate to miss her if she's on her way... I guess I can wait a few more minutes," Ida gave in to the offer, in her most demure Midwestern accent. 

Watching the trunk of Rahim's body ease to the side and allow her entrance to apartment 806, Ida dropped her eyes to the floor and took a series of tentative steps out of the sanctuary of the 8th floor hallway and into the Franklin's residence. 

Ida immediately felt the air conditioning embrace her sweaty skin, causing her to shiver briefly from the instant chill. As soon as she was comfortably inside, the sound of Rahim closing the door firmly behind her caused Ida to jump from surprise and raise her eyes to instinctively explore the room. When she finally did look up, what Ida Morgan saw made her already dizzy head feel as if it was about to black out. 

To Be Continued...



Avon Calling Ch. 2



Ida scanned the small but modestly decorated room with an ever growing sense of discomfort. Her nervous gaze shifted from Rahim's shirtless body to his younger brother, Sterling, as he strutted across the living room. Ida could see the curious expression etched across his 18 year old face as he openly sized her up.

"She's Mom's Avon Lady, Sterling," Rahim quietly offered, to quell his brother's uneasiness.

Even before Ida had turned her focus from Rahim to Sterling, she had blindly sensed the presense of a thrid person in the room. When she finally did visually latch onto a young black girl, who herself didn't look a day over 18, sitting on the sofa, Ida again felt an overpowering urge to leave.

Before she could take two steps back however, Rahim politely extended his hand and said, "Don't worry Ma'am..she's just a friend of Sterling and mine from downstairs..her name is DeeDee. DeeDee..this is Mom's Avon Lady."

".....Ida..Ida Morgan...pleased to meet you," Ida offered, trying to sound as calm as possible eventhough she felt as out of place as George W. Bush at a Geography Bee.

"I've got to be....be running...ahhh..." Ida hummed, trying to make a graceful exit.

"Just a few more minutes Ida," Rahim interrupted. "I'm sure Mom will be home any minute."

Without the gumption to reject Rahim's firm but polite offer, Ida retreated and followed the towering young man's lead, taking a seat in a covered recliner to her right.

Ida sat demurly in the chair, clenching her hands nervously together as time grinded to a halt. Fighting the urge to check her watch every 10 seconds, Ida was left with nothing to do but rotate her gaze around Deloris Franklin's living room, dropping her eyes to the carpet each time one of the three youngsters in the room tried returning visual contact.

Feeling as if she were the only one in the room not privy to an unspoken inside joke, Ida detected a strange scent wafting around her. It was an oddly masculine, meaty aroma that caused ida to turn her head slightly from its potency.

"What is that smell?" Ida asked herself, finding it easier to talk to herself rather than trying to break the ice with the three glaring kids. 

Rahim, Sterling and DeeDee made small talk amongst themselves for a few minutes as Ida sat impatiently off to the side, looking as if she were on a deserted island as a shipfull of merry revelers passed mindlessly by.

The only one of the three that Ida could remotely focus in on was the young girl sitting between the two jovial men. Ida's feminine intuition told her DeeDee was rather uncomfortable with her situation as well but in her zeal and zest to get the attention of the men she hung with, DeeDee would be willing to do anything they asked of her. Looking at the way the girl was dressed, with a halter top that completly revealed her belly and most of her small round breasts and a miniskirt that left nothing to the imagination, Ida correctly guessed that DeeDee had been around the block several times.

The isolationism that was growing in Ida's pysche was cemented when she plainly saw Rahim reach over and grab DeeDee by the right shoulder a moment before he leaned in and planted his forceful lips against hers. Mashing his thick lips heavily against DeeDee's, it was clear that the masculine black stud was putting on a show for everyone else in the room.

As soon as Rahim's lips met DeeDee's, Ida instantly harkened back to her last visit to the apartment complex, when Rahim was doing the exact same thing with another, more hefty, girl in the tenament's stairwell.

This time however, Ida was sitting helplessly in the young man's living room, being forced to cover her chest and mouth with her hands in embarrassment, as Rahim openly stuck his tongue down the breathless girl's opened mouth.

Turning her head to avoid the graphic and blatant sexual scene, Ida felt an incredible itching heat spread across her neck and chest as she tried her best to ignore the carnal display of affection.

Ida could clearly hear Sterling off to the side, laughing, as he got up from the sofa to give Rahim and DeeDee some extra room. Helpless to sneak a peek out from between the fingers covering her eyes, Ida realized she had a front row seat as DeeDee submitted to the advances of the hulking young man kissing her.

Watching the way DeeDee's dark, rail thin thighs quivered together inside her skimpy miniskirt, Ida began to sense that she had interrupted something rather lurid when she had knocked on the door minutes earlier.

Darting her attention quickly towards the front door to see if she had enough room to make a break for it, the equally imposing spector of Sterling Franklin gliding in that direction prevented Ida from attempting to get up.

Briskly turning her eyes away from Sterling and back towards the couple on the couch, Ida shuddered to the core when she saw that Rahim had stood up and now his aroused penis was hanging like a grotesquely rigid black club from the fly of his baggy jeans. Ida watched in horror as Rahim pounded his growing cock with his palm for several moments until he was ready to feed it to the girl's waiting and watering mouth below.

Seeing the same cock that had pleased the fat girl on the steps a few weeks earlier, now sliding between the lips of the nubile black female on the couch, Ida found herself hauntingly fixated by the sheer obscenity of what was unfolding.

Unconsciously shifting her weight in the seat, Ida tried covering her eyes again with her left hand, still leaving enough space between her fingers however, that she could guiltily observe.

When DeeDee's lips parted all the way apart and Rahim's phallus disappeared into her gullet, making it appear as if she were swallowing a glistening ebony sword, Ida saw Sterling move in for a closer look as the girl went down on his brother.

The three went about their business with mocking arrogance as the 55 year old white woman sat there helpless to watch. When Sterling reached down and grabbed DeeDee's size too small halter top and lifted it up to her neck, revealing her small but extremly perky chocolate breasts, Ida's entire face reddened when she saw how DeeDee's pink nipples expanded like two ripe cheeries at the end of her girlish titties.

Glued visually to the carnal way the young black slut went about sucking Rahim's beheamouth, while at the same time, grinding in Sterling's arms as he forcefully massaged her tender breasts from behind, Ida clenched her thighs tightly together and crouched down further into her warming seat.

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By the time Sterling Franklin had lowered his hands from DeeDee's tits and allowed them to dig into her crotch, Ida had a clear sense what the 18 year old boy was about to do. When she saw Sterling easing DeeDee's miniskirt and white panties down her legs and finally off her ankles while the young black girl relentlessly continued lavishly sucking Rahim's dick, Ida could feel her own bloodflow rapidly increase to the point that she felt her heart beating like a drum inside her chest.

Ida gulped each time she tried taking a breath, watching the way Rahim fucked DeeDee's quivering throat, full throttle, with his impaling cock. The three looked like a trio of sexstarved animals on the sofa as Sterling powerfully dug his fingers between DeeDee's opened thighs, coating his black hands with the liquod results of her excitement.

Unaware of the fact that she had balled her hand into a fist in the dark blue material of her business slacks when Sterling's bald head disappeared between DeeDee's outstretched legs, Ida's blood then started to boil from watching the maniaical way he bit, chewed and devoured the teenage girl's glowing pink gash.

With DeeDee's head firmly entrenched between Rahim's vicelike hands, as he continued gyrating his pelvis against her face, the whole room filled with the loud plopping sounds of Rahim's groin crashing into DeeDee's upper body.

"Taste good down there Bro'...get yourself a big mouthful then get your ass back up here so I can fuck this Bitch," Rahim playfully told Sterling as if the black girl sucking his cock had no feelings of worth whatsoever.

Seeing Rahim pull his cock free from DeeDee's mouth, the two siblings shared a silent gaze of understanding with each other, as if this wasn't the first time they had been in this type of situation. As soon as Rahim pulled back to survey the scene in front of him, he alternated his sightlines between DeeDee waiting for him on the sofa and Ida sitting in stoned silence in the chair to his left.

Nodding to his younger brother, Rahim stroked his cock to keep it hard as Sterling bent over and started positioning DeeDee's body just right for him to enter. Effortlessly nudging DeeDee onto her back, Sterling grabbed her by both ankles and pulled her legs apart, giving Rahim what amounted to a sleek black landing strip to ease his body between.

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Squirming in her own personal hotseat, Ida watched as DeeDee's lithe legs were held apart in mid air by the younger Franklin brother. Seeing that Rahim was satisfied with the job Sterling had done getting the young girl ready, Ida felt her insides shudder when Rahim leaned his hulking frame forward and cinched his meaty black hands into the smooth flesh of DeeDee's inner thighs. Her breathing now as shallow as a barely running stream, Ida nearly swallowed her tongue when she saw Rahim drop the weight of his erect penile battering ram right on top of the girl's swollen, pink pussy.

Ida nearly jumped in her seat when DeeDee spasmed from having such a heavy piece of bricklike flesh land squarly on her simmering clit. Locking her ankles, knees and thighs together as she voyeuristically watched, Ida sensuously bit down on her thumb when Rahim's throbbing appendage slowly started to disappear inside the young girl's well traveled cunt.

Becoming more and more flush with each inch Rahim's erection dove between DeeDee's glistening folds, Ida found herself in disbelief that any woman could manage to take in a cock of those diminsions with such relative ease.

She had become so focused on Rahim's masculine dominance on top of the 18 year old slut, the tunnel vision that resulted caused Ida to lose track of where Sterling had quietly wandered off to.

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Drifting off into the shadows after he had prepared DeeDee for his big brother, Sterling took a few moments to soak in the outrageous scene before deciding what to do next.

Alternating his heated gaze between Rahim pounding the neighborhood whore on the sofa and the awestruck Avon Lady sitting in the chair to his right, Sterling worked his own healthy erection free from his pants before slowly peeling the denim jeans down to his feet.

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Ida Morgan sat there transfixed with sick, but starry eyed, fascination as the two sexually promiscuous black kids attached their bodies for the sole purpose of achieving carnal bliss. Eventhough she had shared sexual intercourse with her husband thousands times during their marriage, to call what they shared in bed 'sex' compared to what she was witnessing now, would have been a gross understatement. Ida had become so enthralled by the way Rahim had taken over DeeDee's body, she had no inkling whatsoever, that a now naked Sterling was straddling up to her from the side.

Biting the inside of her cheek to quell the growing inferno in her loins, Ida nearly had a heart attack when the vieny length of Sterling's wrist thick endowment rose like a missile on a launching pad, no more than 6 inchs in front of her glazed eyes.

Freezing suddenly when she realized what it was, Ida shook outwardly as the 18 year old's virility blacked out her vision of the room. With her eyesight hindered, Ida's senses were suddenly drawn to the huge slab of male masculinity that arched demonicly in front of her face.

A moment after Sterling's fingertips dug into her hairspray laden locks, the 55 year old married woman felt her head being tugged to the left. Less than a second later, Ida's impeccably made up face crashed cheek first, right into Sterling Franklin's jutting male pride.

By the time Ida had figured out what was happeneing to her, it felt as if her body had become trapped in the middle of an avalanche. Sterling had wrapped both of his insistant hands around Ida's seated body and effortlessly picked her up into his arms before carrying her limp weight over to the center of the room.

Kicking the coffee table aside, Sterling bent forward and, as gently as he could, deposited Ida's body on the carpeted floor.

The brief moment of being weightless in the teenager's arms seemed to last an eternity for Ida as the inital piercing sounds of DeeDee's orgasm started to rip through the room. Seeing the young black girl writhing on the sofa, through the intertwined mess of arms and legs, as Sterling laid her on the floor, Ida felt her eardrums throb from the shrill decibal level of the young fuckslut's cries of pleasure.

The whole time she was secured in Sterling's grip, Ida could feel his rippling muscles rub mightily against her clothed frame, causing her to feel as submissivly surreal as anytime in her long, rich life. Facing the fact that a kid, who was only a third of her age, was so easily manhandling her, Ida once again said a fleeting prayer for forgiveness as the back of her blue and white pinstripped shirt came to rest on the floor.

Through her clenched eye lids, Ida could see her arms flailing helplessly up towards the grinning teenager and the moral and decent part of her pysche told her that she was trying to ward off the kid's manifest sexual destiny.

When the first of her shirt's buttons went flying across the room from the friction of Sterling's ripping hands however, Ida had to face the fact that her hands were not trying to fend off Sterling's advances, if anything, she was trying to pull him closer.

Ida could feel Sterling's thick fingers dig into the cottom fabric of her shirt and she sighed each time one of the buttons went flying, as he forcefully ripped them apart. Goosebumps rose over Ida's lily white chest the moment the cool air of the apartment collided with her skin. Grinding on the floor as Sterling's warm fingertips pressed down on her heaving bosom, Ida looked up through her blurry eyes and could make out the outline of several shifting bodies above her.

Assuming Rahim had come over to join his brother in undressing her, Ida yelped in surprise when much more feminine fingers than Rahim's, proceeded to dig into the waistband and snap of her conservative business slacks.

Sterling Franklin was still on top of her chest, playfully going about the chore of stripping the older woman from the waist up, but directly behind him wasn't the imposing figure of his older brother, rather the well fucked and exhausted body of DeeDee Curry.

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Moments earlier as DeeDee lay on the sofa, trying to regain her breath after Rahim had so brutally used his manhood to force her to orgasm, she silently cursed him as he beckoned her to join Sterling in undressing the older white laying on the floor.

With Rahim's white frothy cum leaking out of her womb, DeeDee was in no position to defy the older stud's clear and direct order. Tilting her legs back up into a seated position on the edge of the sofa, DeeDee tried regaining her bearings before Rahim tapped her on the shoulder, imploring her once again to kneel down to join Sterling at Ida's side.

Looking up wearily at Rahim standing above her, as he quickly pulled his blue jeans on to cover his cumsaturated crotch, DeeDee instinctivly asked," Where are you going?"

"You'll see," Rahim answered, barely acknowledging the naked young nymph at his feet, before turning and briskly walking towards the door. 

Watching as Rahim's shirtless body disappeared out the front door, DeeDee's tried processing her boyfriend's intentions. Before she could come up with a rational explanation of where he was going however, Sterling snapped her out of it, motioning for her to help him finish undressing Ida.

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Ida felt as if she had been abducted and placed upon an alien spaceship's examining table as the two youngsters went about stripping the clothes off her petite body. By the time Ida could feel the cool air surrounding her, embrace her body from head to toe, she sensed that the outer layer of her clothes were off. Her fears were validated when she mustered the strength to open her eyes and saw that nothing remained but her matching white bra and panties.

Tilting her head sideways, Ida closed her eyes from embarrassment when she saw her clothes piled up in a heap beside the sofa. Ida was then left with nothing to do but hold her breath as she waited for Sterling and DeeDee to finish the job.

Ida tried her best to detach herself from what was happening, but the realism and pragmatism that was such a part of who she was refused her mind the chance to dupe itself. Saying a private prayer to her God, as well as to her husband, for forgiveness, Ida mentally accepted and acknowledged what was about to happen.

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The painfully slow trickle of a tear leaked out of the side of Ida's eye, dribbling down the side of her face until it melted into the fabric of Deloris Franklin's living room carpet.

Ida's worst fears were confirmed when Sterling's superheated fingertips found the front clasp of her bra. Letting out a weak but adible gasp when she felt the cups of her elegant bra get peeled back, Ida allowed her arms to rest limply down to each side as her torso as her pale, slightly sagging breasts spilled free across her chest.

Ida swallowed hard with bitter acceptence as her titties rolled out for Sterling to see. She heard the teenager groan with youthful admiration at the sight of her breasts just as her hips were forced into the air from DeeDee's attempt to rip Ida's lacy panties down her short white legs.

Feeling the friction of Sterling gently ripping the bra straps out from underneath her back, Ida used all the strength she had to left in body to raise her hips and back simultaniously, so that the black kids undressing her could conclude their lurid task.

The tear flow that had been dripping out of her eyes had gradually turned into a running faucet, as the realization that she was now completly naked before them, etched like a fiery brand inside her mind. Sadly, Ida was forced to admit to herself, as she lay prone on the floor, that she didn't do anything at all to stop it from happening. Feeling the warmth of her tears start to cool and dry against her blush caked cheek, Ida once again sensed the two bodies kneeling above her start to shift their positions.

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After being out of the apartment for a little over five minutes, the first thing Rahim Franklin noticed when he re-entered was the pungeancy of the Avon Lady's liberally applied perfume.

Walking back thorugh the front door after running his special errand, Rahim waved his hand in front of his nose to disperse the flowery scent as her surveyed the situation.

"Bitch must've took a bath in the stuff," Rahim hissed, bringing a giggle to both Sterling and DeeDee's belly, as they looked up to see what Rahim had brought with him from his quick trip downstairs.

"She's ready to fuck, Rahim," Sterling beamed proudly to his older brother.

"This one's yours Bro'...I busted my nut in DeeDee a few minutes ago..I'm just gonna sit back and chill after I get all of us some Malt Liquor. This one is yours Little Brother..you get first crack at that cracka's cunt!" Rahim barked gleefully, as if he were a proud drill sargeant.




Avon Calling Ch. 2



"And DeeDee," Rahim continued," that pussy of yours sure looks like it could use a mop. Get over there and help Sterling out... and once he's all the way inside her...get up on top of her face and let her clean that jizz out of your cooch with her tongue."

With his carnal orders delivered, Rahim took a few steps back and disappeared into the kitchen to get everyone in the room a cold drink.

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Ida's body, and in many ways her soul, had been stripped bare and put on display in the center of that 8th floor apartment by those two greedy teenagers as if she were nothing more than a ritualistic sexual sacrifice. And to her own personal horror, she had done absolutly nothing to put a stop to it.

She knew Rahim's was now back in the room from the unmistakable sound of his voice and the vibrations of his heavy footsteps, gliding across the floor. Laying there, trying to contemplate her fate, Ida could sense something else was terribly amiss in the room.

Feeling DeeDee's soft feminine hands roaming up and down her quivering white belly, Ida desperatly fought off her ticklish inclinations before the pulsing and insisant grip of Sterling's paws took firm and undeniable control of her tender inner thighs.

Due to her husband's inability to maintain an erection, it had been several months since anything other than her own fingers or Bruce's lips had pressed against the outside entrance of Ida's vagina. When Sterling drilled his pelvis forward and the helmet shaped head of his penis smashed squarly into the glowing pink opening of the woman's slit, it felt to Ida as if a wayward tanker had collided with her most sensitive shoreline.

Subconsciously bracing her hips for the powerful assault she knew was forthcoming, Ida helplessly grinded under DeeDee's soft hands as they wantonly manipulated her jiggling breasts.

Feeling the worn carpet below itching into the skin of her back, Ida humped upwards towards Sterling's lancing spear, causing her naked body to arch majestcially off the floor in front of the pussy plowing young man.

In the process of bucking up, Ida also raised DeeDee's knees off the ground slightly as the teenage black girl held on to Ida's tits for balance, like a jockey trying her best to maintain her mount.

"OOOHHHHHH," Ida moaned haggardly, feeling as if some demonic spirit had infiltrated her entire mortal being.

Swaying under the feel of DeeDee long gripping fingers ravaging her breasts, Ida spastically reached up into the air with her right hand and passionatly dug her fingers into the jet black skin of DeeDee's upper arm.

Ida could also feel a deep groan of satisfaction rip out from Sterling's pistoning body as the kinetic engery he was building up caused her whole body to writhe in shock. With the teenager's pelvic bone repeatedly ramming down on top of hers, Ida thrashed her head wildly from side to side as Sterling's virile injection brought shriek after shriek to her soft quivering lips.

"GGGAAAWWWDDD," Ida cried out, the air inside her lungs whistling forth like a runaway steam engine.

Rubbing her hands over the contours of Ida's breasts, DeeDee could feel the tangible tension inside the 55 year old woman's chest building and knew exactly what must be going on inside Ida's body after having fucked Sterling several times herself.

"Your pussy ain't never gonna be the same after he's finished with you Baby...and you know what....that's only the start," DeeDee nastily warned, as she looked up at the lineup that Rahim had brought back with him from his earlier errand run.

The young girl's cruel, forebodding words mixed with the sounds of Sterling's savage grunts and groans as Ida tried gritting her teeth together, doing her damndest to keep her body from exploding right then and there.

Overwhelmed by what she was feeling, Ida's arched back collapsed with a lurid thud back down onto the floor. Opening her eyes from sobering shock when Sterling started rocking his straining cock back and forth with paintmixer like speed inside her quim, Ida tilted her sweaty brow to her left once again and that's when she saw six pairs of feet lined up, side by side, between her and the door. 

Staring up at the towering black male figures, Ida could see them all smile intently back down at her as they watched Sterling pound her lusciously tight cunt. Suddenly Ida understood what DeeDee had meant by her cryptic remark that, " This was just the start....."

Part 3 to come...



Avon Calling Ch. 3



Each time Ida tried to train her eyes on the lineup of feet to her left, the savage penetration Sterling was perpetrating on her pussy caused her eyes to roll around inside their sockets like dice inside of a hand.

Ida guessed there were between 4 to 8 sets of feet lined up beside her and she sickened at the thought of what those men must be thinking as they stared down at her writhing nakedly on the floor.

Closing her eyes to diminish the dizzying effects that the fucking was causing her, Ida was forced to rationalize the reality of her situation in her own self imposed darkness.

Lost in the pounding rush of the 18 year old's masculine assault, it struck Ida that this was the first time she had ever been touched sexually by another woman. The whole concept of sharing intimacy with another woman was something Ida Morgan never found particularly enticing, to her husband's chagrin over the years. But in her current state, with the wrenching pleasure that Sterling Frankling's cock was giving her, any touch on her heated and jiggling breasts simply increased the overwhelming pleasure she was already receiving.

As the realization hit that she was being intimate with another female, Ida tried gathering all the denial she could in the recesses of her mind, as all the other crimes of passion she was guilty of rattled off, one by one, inside her head. For the first time in her marriage, she was cheating on her husband, Bruce. On top of that, she was doing it with a black man, something she had been severly scolded against her entire upbringing.

Added to the fact that he was black, Sterling was also young enough to be her grandson. And besides the knowledge that she was cheating, there was absolutly nothing remotely romantic about what was happening. Ida fully grasped the reality that she was being fucked like a common whore, on the floor on a housing project in one of Chicago's worst neighborhoods, while God knows how many witnesses looked on.

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Rahim emerged from the kitchen with four cold cans of Shlitz Malt Liquor Bull in each hand, to smiles and friendly applause from the six guys he had rounded up from the apartment complex. Passing the cans around, Rahim beamed proudly in the glow of being responsible for organizing such a sexually surreal scene.

"Sit back..relax.... and enjoy yourselves, guys...there's gonna be plenty to go around. Soon as Sterling and DeeDee finish with her..I'll think she'll be ready to run the gauntlet. All you guys up for it?"

A chorus of "HELL YEAH" ripped through the room as Rahim opend his own Malt Liquor and went over to talk to his brother and girlfriend, as they relentlessly worked Ida over.

"Yo' Bro'.....I got all these guys to come up here for a good show..now lets give 'em one," Rahim excitedly whispered into Sterling's ear. "Now slow down a little..I'm gonna give that white lady laying down there a chance to clean out DeeDee's cunt. I kinda made a miss with it a few minutes ago ....hahaha. Take your time Bro'..I called Mom while I was downstairs and she said she wasn't gonna get home for another two hours or so..so give her all you got!"

Patting Sterling on the back, Rahim took a quick step forward to address is naked girlfriend, as she straddled Ida's chest. 

"I told you DeeDee ... your pussy is a mess..why don't you take advantage of that nice woman's thirsty mouth..spread your thighs across her face and let her clean you out.....do it real slow too..all my boys wanna stand back there and watch...got it..?" Rahim hissed, arching his eyebrow slightly to make his point, as DeeDee absorbed her boyfriend's mandate.

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His orders in tow, Sterling returned his attention back down to his steely cock as it blazed a gaping trail through Ida Morgan's stunned cunt.

Slowing his thrusts slightly, as Rahim had instructed, it felt to Sterling as if he was churning butter inside the older woman's snatch by the way her feminine juices bubbled up from deep within her body each time he pulled his cock out to the head.

Looking up to his right, at the brooding lineup of six neighborhood thugs that Rahim had recruited, Sterling felt his already ragging pulse quicken, in anticipation of all the afternoon would hold.

Turning his attention forward, Sterling watched from behind as DeeDee's waist grinded in slow sensuous circles directly above Ida's face. Hearing the sounds of her sloppy pink pussy as it collided with the woman's mouth, Sterling tried his best to lean his head to the side so he could watch DeeDee brush her frothy snatch up and down against Ida's nose, mouth and chin while he simultaniously reamed the older woman's cunt with his cock.

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The oozing sensation of Rahim's creamy semen flowed like a smooth paste around DeeDee's insides as she aimed her greasy slit right for the oval of Ida's gasping mouth. Spreading her knees further apart on the carpet, so that each of her thighs bracketed Ida's shoulders, DeeDee looked down with sweet fascination as the gloriously glistening folds of her vagina tickled the smeared cherry red lipstick coating Ida's lips.

"Lick all that cum out Lady...I wanna see all my boyfriend's sperm swim right down your throat," DeeDee sneared, after a little coaxing from the men above.

Feeling the way Sterling was making the older lady shudder with each tedious, grinding thrust he made, each time Ida expelled a whistling deep breath, it caused a shivering rush of excitement to shoot through DeeDee's cumsoaked womb.

Her face contorting from the wicked sensation of another woman's mouth cleansing her sex, DeeDee looked up through her spasming eyelids and saw the look of unmittagated wonder on each of the 8 mens' faces that lined the room.

DeeDee could also feel Sterling's heated breath carees her naked back each time he exhaled, in preparation of luridly sending his youthful seed all the way up into Ida Morgan's quivering pink garden.

"OOHHHHAAAHHHYYYEEAAHHHZZZFFFUUCCCKKKK," DeeDee moaned, pinching her own nipples tightly between her fingernails as Ida's grip continued digging deeper into the flesh of young black girl's upper arm.

The slurping sounds from Ida's mouth underneath filled the room and as DeeDee looked down, she could clearly see the older woman's face become sloppier and sloppier with each passing swath she made with her rythemic hips.

Flexing her neck upwards from the force of her arousal, DeeDee could see the bulges in each of the mens' jeans as they looked on, seeing first hand just how turned on they had become from watching her forced lesbian display with the naked Avon Lady.

Before she even realized it was happening, the hairtrigger that was DeeDee Curry's cunt was on the verge of another explosive orgasm. Like a dam bursting, DeeDee's bare knees pressed into the carpet and her aching crotch sealed like a vaccum across Ida's face just as her second orgasm of the afternoon hit.

"UUUUHHHHAAAHHHHHGGRRRHHHHHHH," DeeDee yelped like an electicuted banchee, causing every mans' cock in the room to harden fully from the potency of what they were witnessing.

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Watching as DeeDee shimeyed on top of Ida's face, Sterling flexed every muscle in his 200 pound body, preparing to force the 55 year old, married woman down the homestretch. Reaching up with his right arm, Sterling wrapped it around DeeDee's gyrating waist to keep her from flying off Ida's mouth like a lit rocket.

Sterling's huge balls seemed to turn to liquod fire as he soaked up the electricity from both womens' naked bodies. Pumping his cock in and out of Ida's pussy with blinding fury, he suddenly felt as if a nuclear reactor had melted down inside his groin as his virile manhood started spewing forth into the madly lurching older woman.

"AAAGGGRHHHFFFUUUCCCKKKKKKK," Sterling grimaced, as he shot every bit of lust he had into Ida Morgan's clutching pink flower. 

Sterling's balls felt as if a large invisible hand hand reached between his thighs and was squeezing as hard as it could, causing his creamy white sperm to spew endlessly forth. Like a juicer forcing every bit of liquod out of an orange, Sterling angrily twisted his pelvis into Ida's, until every bit of sperm he had in his nuts was transferred from his genitalia to hers.

"That's it Bitch...how does all the cum feel painting the insides of your pussy...HUH?" Sterling hissed, as he hugged an equally exhausted DeeDee from behind.

As their orgasms slowly subsided, Sterling and DeeDee carefully pulled themselves free from Ida's prone, sexually comotose body.

"Think she's still up to the rest of us?" Rahim asked Sterling with a slight laugh.

"Yeah Dude...she'd never admit it...but she really got ito it..my cock's still tingling from how hard she was squeezing it with that cunt of hers. Bitch acted like she hadn't been fucked in years," Sterling provided his assessment with breathless wonder.

"Well then guys..lets get her up on the sofa before Mom gets home," Rahim ordered matter of factly, wondering just what Ida was going to look like when he finally got to take the final crack at her.

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Once Sterling and DeeDee had peeled back from their initial conquest, the six men Rahim had brought upstairs each took a curious step forward to inspect the sexually ravaged carcass of Ida Morgan.

"Look at her," one of the men sighed, followed by a chorus of, "Oh My God" from the other five.

Flat on her back and naked, Ida looked like something out of a really bad porno flick. A long stringy stream of Sterling's cum had draped itself down the inside of Ida's right thigh, from the pouting and strecthed lips of her vagina, all the way down to her knee. Both her nipples were still painfully erect and each of her sagging white breasts were dotted with the residue of DeeDee's fervant fingerprints.

Getting closer, all six men could also see the look of shellshocked exhaustion etched aross Ida's previously flawless face. Ida's brow and cheeks were lined with the residue of her sweat and tears that had ran messily through her black mascara and rouge blush, causing her face to look as if it were a primitive interstate road map.

Rahim passed both Sterling and DeeDee a can of liquod refreshment as a reward for a job well done and then offered each to take a step back and watch as his friends from downstairs got their crack at the naked white woman on display.

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Depending on one's perspective, it either looked as if Rahim's six recruits were exulting a naked white goddess up onto a pedastal so they could properly worship her, or that the six black men from the neighborhood had found a drunk woman passed out in the gutter and they had dragged her home to sleep it off.

Either way, when they finally finished positioning her, Ida Morgan was on her knees on the sofa, with her stomach and chest draped over the back cushion and her ass rasied up in the air, as the eight men and one woman in the room circled like buzzards, trying to determine who would be next to take a bite.

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Round and round the six sex crazed recruits went, like a whirling dervish around Ida's naked body. Having already busted their nut once already, Rahim, Sterling and DeeDee took a breather and watched as the half dozen young men from the neighborhood rotated around the kneeling Avon Lady, as if she were stuck on a sexually depraved merry-go-round.

None of the six men even felt the need to take their clothes off. They simply pulled their erect cocks free from their pants and took their turn with the naked white woman, that was sadistically perched on the couch.

One by one, the six men Rahim had rounded up took their shot. Each would first ram his cock into Ida's ravaged pussy and fuck her until he was just about to cum. They would each proceed to remove their cock and slide around the sofa so they could face Ida, eye to eye.

Once in front of her, each stud waited for the next in line to take his place behind Ida and when they had injected their manhood firmly into her, the man that was stationed directly in front of her face would then jack his cock off until it exploded with fury, spraying flaming splooge all over Ida's pretty face, coating her flawless facial features with the glossy hue of their savage lust.

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Ida Morgan felt as if she had been sucked into a whirlpool of sexual depravity as man after faceless man prepared to take his turn behind her. In the shroud of darkenss that she had created by burying her eyes in the safety of the sofa cushions, the first time one of the men reached down and took her chin into his hand, all Ida saw was a huge, veiny black dick blocking out the light. What she felt soon after, was a solid stream of youthul semen as it showered down across the bridge of her nose, like a warm April rain.

With her chin resting firmly between the nameless stud's fingers, sitting there just like a golf ball on a tee, it didn't take long for the 55 year old woman to realize what was unfolding. With another cock deeply buried in her pussy from behind, the man in front of her had came all over her face and now was in the process of rubbing his seed into her skin, just like lotion, with the marbled ebony brush of his huge phallus.

That process was repeated time after time until all six guys had emptied their balls, effectivly painting the overwhelmed Avon Woman's face a shiny shade of white as she breathlessly rested her naked weight against the back of the sofa.

Ida's pussy felt as if dozens of bees were buzzing around and she had been fucked so ruthlessly that she couldn't even tell whether or not a cock was still inside of her from the glowing after effects of the line of men that had just been through her.

Groaning from the realization that everyone in the room, except for Rahim, had already taken their best shot at her, Ida sensed the ringleader of the group still had one bullet left in his chamber. Behind her closed eyelids, Ida also was forced to come to grips with the fact that she had came at least twice herself while the half dozen neighborhood boys took their turns with her. Wallowing in the stew of her private embarrasment, Ida felt an incredible need to hide her face.

Just as Ida went to drop her face against the sofa cushions for some much needed comfort however, Rahim's booming voice rose above everyone else's tired chatter.

"Don't get all that sticky cum on your face on my Momma's couch...you know how hard that stuff is to get out?" He bellowed. "We're not through with you yet, Baby. Sit tight Ida..I got a cock that needs a nice warm place to crawl up into before you head home. Now raise that pretty little head and that pretty little ass of yours into the air."

Winking cockily to everyone assembled in the room, Rahim strutted up to Ida and addressed her waiting body for the first time. Slapping the married white woman hard on her heart shaped ass with his hand, the sizzling sound of flesh on flesh contact echoed throughout the room as Rahim took his place above Ida's kneeling frame.

"Sterling..DeeDee..guys..I might need your help here in a few to hold her shoulders down..she don't look like the ass fuckin' type..I bet she's a backdoor virgin," Rahim sighed to everyone else in the room, just in case Ida had difficulty taking what was jutting mightily out from his groin.

Seeing the look of unsteady excitement immediatly wash across everyone's face, Rahim cracked a smile when he saw two of the men approach each side of Ida's body, just in case their services would be needed.

Lifting his erect cock high into the air, Rahim placed the uncircumsized head of it against the sloppy, reddened entrance of Ida Morgan's cunt.

"Looks like a fuckin' pink speedway you motherfuckers opened up back here," Rahim laughed in amazement to his friends.

"I better grease my shit up before I stick it up her ass," Rahim thought out loud, deciding to ram his prick into Ida's pussy first.

"Won't be a problem, Dawg," one of the guys chimed in. " Bitch came in buckets at least twice while we were back there..it'll feel just like sticking your cock into a busted water balloon."

"Sure as Hell does," Rahim replied as he pushed his joint all the way into Ida's vagina, drenching his dick in the swamp of her vaginal fluids for several moments, until it was lubricated enough to take a stab at her inviting anal cherry.

Feeling his cock slide in and out of Ida's pussy like a hot switchblade through a bowl of Parkay, Rahim was amazed at the job the others guys had done loosing up the older woman's cunt.

"Do you feel my dick inside you?" Rahim leaned in and whispered roughly into Ida's ear.

"...yes...," Ida distantly replied.

"UH..HUH," Rahim groaned, before pushing his cock in harder. "Well how about.... NOW!"

"YYYEEESSSSSSSS," Ida hollered, filling the Franklin's living room with the sound of her moans when Rahim's fistlike cockhead slammed into the backwall of her womb. "GGGOOODDDAAAMMMNNNIIITTT...YYYEESSSSS...I FEEL IT!"

"I made that squeeky clean...God Fearing Bitch cuss, Guys..did you'll hear that?" Rahim laughed, noticing the gold cross necklace hanging loosly from Ida's spasming neck.

Sensing his clear dominance over Ida as well as her intense need for his sexual prowess, Rahim slowly reamed his cock in and out of her flooded pussy, allowing his black club to saturate itself in Ida's languid juices for it's inevitable trip into more cramped quaters.

Looking down hungrily at the tight bud of Ida's anus, almost picturing it smiling back at him, Rahim imagined what his huge cock was going to look like when he finally tried forcing it into the married woman's asshole.

"Hey Sterling...go into Momma's room and get the big jar of Vasoline off her nightstand..we're gonna need all the help we can get back here," Rahim asked his Brother, preparing to take Ida's rear end on a ride it would never forget.

Rahim watched as younger Brother dutifully followed orders and disappeared into Deloris's bedroom to retrieve the needed lubricant. Snapping his fingers for DeeDee to bring him the rest of his unfinished can of Bull, Rahim took it from her, turned the can upside down and chugged down the rest.

With his cock still firmly embedded inside Ida's screaming pussy, Rahim crushed the empty can in his hand and tossed it aside. His expression brightened as he belched, seeing Sterling emerge from his Mom's bedroom with the industrial sized jar of Vasoline.

Taking the huge plastic jar from his Brother, Rahim patiently twisted off the top and dug two of his fingers deep into the mass of jelly before laying the opened canister on the table beside the couch.

Taking the two fingers that he had coated with jelly, he quickly jabbed them into the slippery crack of Ida's ass, dabbing the petroleum lubricant all around the entrance to the Avon Woman's virgin rectum. 

Once the outer rim of Ida's bunghole was sufficiently coated with Vasoline, Rahim aimed his saturated middle finger right for the miniscule opening, pressing it firmly between Ida's anal doorway.

"UUUMMMAAAVVVZZZAAAPPPHHMMMMAAAHHHH," Ida's voice disjointedly shrieked as every tendon in her bent legs tensed from the violation.

Pulling back slightly, so that Ida's asshole could slowly become accustomed to having something entering it, Rahim rested his middle finger there so that only his fingernail was held inside the dark tunnel.

"Get ready Lady....HERE IT COMES AGAIN..... I'M GOIN' DEEPER WITH IT," Rahim warned as he steadied his right forearm to push forward once again. 

Laughing slightly from the way Ida's ass wiggled in anticipation of his promised plunge, Rahim absorbed the waves of confused ecstacy that rippled off Ida's naked and bent over body.

Teasing Ida's behind several times, faking to varying degrees actually going through with stabbing more of his middle finger into her rectum, when Ida least expected it, Rahim flexed the muscles of his right arm and slid his yellowish and gooey finger further into Ida's most private of places, all the way down to his first knuckle.




Avon Calling Ch. 3



"OH DEAR SWEET FUCKING JESUS," Ida screamed, piercing the awed silence in the penthouse living room.

Looking over Ida's shoulder, Rahim could clearly see the discombobulated, nearly cataclysmic, expression on the older woman's cumcovered face.

"You gonna be a big girl, Ida..and take it like a woman," Rahim asked mockingly, holding his finger in place, waiting for just the right moment to push it in to the second knuckle. 

"It's gonna hurt a little...but trust me, Lady..its gonna be well worth it," Rahim added with soft cynicism, to the woman who was almost three times his age.

"Ida Baby....HA HA..your ass is gonna feel like a 747 landed back there!" Rahim sighed prophetically to himself.

* * * * *

The fact that she was cheating on her husband, or that there was a group of bedazzled onlookers surrounding her while she was doing it, didn't matter now to Ida. Even the reality that she was naked and bent over on a sofa, covered in what amounted to a gallon of frothy male lust from her scalp, all the way down to her tits, was secondary for the 55 year old saleswoman.

The only thing in Ida's consciousness, as Rahim forcefully prepared her virgin ass for the arrival of his massive male member, was praying to God she would be enough of a woman that she didn't black out under the dizzying array of sensations flooding her body.

Wrapping her fists savagly into the worn cushions of Deloris Franklin's sofa, Ida tried holding her ass as steady as possible, eventhough it felt like Rahim was holding a blowtorch against her rear end.

With Rahim's cock still firmly entrenched inside her seething vagina, Ida tettered on her knees as the young black stud tediously jabbed his middle finger all the way into her ass.

"AAARRGGGGGGGHHHHHHAAAAAHHHRRGGGRRRRHHHHHH," Ida winced loudly, feeling as if her anus had been corked like a genie's bottle.

* * * * *

Scooping and scrubbing all the Vasoline he could into Ida's rear end, Rahim gave the loving attention of a skilled craftsmen as she prepared the older woman's ass. Squiggling his middle finger around Ida's rectum, as if it were a straw stirring a drink, after 3 or 4 minutes of intense lubrication, Rahim finally felt as if Ida was ready to have her tail plundered for the very first time.

Inching his finger slowly out from Ida's bum, it slipped free from her anal grip with a fleshy wet thud. Rubbing the remaining amount of Vasoline in quick circles around the entrance of the married woman's bunghole, Rahim reached over and grabbed one more fingerfull of lubricant to lather up his own jock.

When he was finally done, Rahim's cock looked like a grotesquely large and shiny yellowish and black billyclub rising up from his crotch. Squeezing his slick penis between the fingers of his left hand, Rahim used his right to hold open Ida's anus, just enough for him to aim his pokerchip sized cockhead right for the greased up opening awaiting it.

* * * * *

"AAAHHHHH...AAAAHHHHH...AAAAHHHHH," Ida gurgled out from the core of her being when she felt Rahim's manhood powerfully usurp possession of her asshole.

Ida could feel the young black buck's body above her vibrate like a stock car engine and his hot breath caress the back of her neck as he tried getting his erection through the button sized opening of her flaming rear.

"You feel that, Baby....you feel my black dick in your ass...HUH?" Ida heard Rahim ask as he scalded her milky white asscheeks once agian with his spanking hand.

"UUUMMMMPPPHHH," Ida gasped loudly.

"HHUUHHH," Rahim relentless continued.

"YYESSS...GGGOOODDDDAAAMMMNNIIIITT...YYYESSSS..I FEEL IT," Ida cried back.

"You feel my dick?" Rahim interrogated.

"Yes," Ida hiccuped.

"My big black dick," Rahim baited.

"..Yes," Ida replied with tensed hesitation.

"What was that?" Rahim quizzed.

"YES," Ida groaned louder.

"Well then say it," Rahim crudely hissed as he pushed his pelvis forward.

"Your....your...dicccckkkkkkaaahhhh...I feel your dick...your big black dick in my ass....GGOODDDDDAAMMMNNNIIITT...I DO!" Ida yelped as Rahim pressed another inch of his steely cock into her widening rectum.

"Your ass feel like its on fire, Ida?" Rahim mockingly questioned.

"OHH..GOD..YES," Ida spastically barked.

"Does it burn?" Rahim continued.

"Yes," Ida weakly answered, on the verge of tears.

"You want me to put that fire out..Huh?" Rahim offered. "You want me to shot all this soothing white cum out of my big black dick and paint the inside of your ass?"

"...YES....PLEASE GOD....YES," Ida replied once more, this time with her entire head and face buried against the sofa cushions in front of her as she forced her ass backwards, imploring the seething young stud to fulfill his promise of putting that deep seeded fire out.

* * * * *

It appeared to Rahim as if the seven inch circumfrance of his dick had been constricted down to a mere two, as it boared its way into Ida Morgan's rear end. Holding the base of it steady with his left hand, Rahim used his right to grip Ida's demure asscheeks, pulling her tail backwards toward the impaling piece of rigid black flesh that rose majestcially from his groin.

"GET IN THERE," Rahim gruffly hissed between gritted teeth as he lunged his weight forward.

"UUUHHHAAAHHOOOGGGRRHHUUAAAHH," He heard Ida cry out from below as he slowly filled her virgin rectum to the brim.

Reaching down with his slick fingers, Rahim grabbed his heavy balls and started to slap them upwards, right into the completly exposed pink greasy target of Ida's pussy. Hearing the sound of his nutsack wetly colliding with the kneeling woman's vagina, Rahim looked up to make sure all the other guys in the room could hear the decadent sound as well. Seeing the amused looks on their faces, Rahim knew that they had.

With his helmet shaped, bulbous cockhead now securly deposited inside Ida's behind, it didn't take long for his most sensitive body part to feel the warm clutching power of the married woman's rectal muscles. Tapping his balls lightly, as they melted into the searing soup of Ida's pussy, Rahim knew it wouldn't be long before his scalding lust exploded into her burning asshole.

* * * * *

It seemed as if a strange paralysis had griped the outer fringes of Ida's body as her boiling pubic area became the center of her sensory universe. Rahim's black serpant had twisted itself so far up into Ida's rear, it felt as if her body had become nothing more than a popsicle on the stud's thick and deep penetrating stick.

Pressing her face into the cushiony material of the sofa, Ida kept her ass high in the air for her young black lover. So engrossed by what Rahim was doing behind her, Ida hadn't even noticed that several of the members of his posse had taken positions to each side of her bent over body and were preparing to hold her quivering shoulders steady as Rahim began to fuck Ida's backside to oblivion.

Tilting her head up to gasp for air, Ida was stunned when one of the men, that had just taken his turn with her, stuck his tongue right down her gasping mouth, giving her a sadistic but perfectly timed french kiss.

All three of Ida's main bodily orafices were now plugged; Her ass by Rahim's huge cock, her pussy by his heavy and swinging balls, and now her mouth by the faceless but powerful stranger.

Unable to contain the reactions that were igniting inside her body, and without any way of allowing her built up passion to bleed forth, Ida's body imploded in a shattering, orgasmic fit. 

* * * * *

Drawn to the carnally arousing sight of one of his friends forcefully french kissing the orgasming white woman, Rahim felt the landslide of his own release beginning. Looking down at the way his veiny penis flexed mightily under the brutal constrictions of Ida's asshole, the 20 year old black stud's head rocked back harshly and he felt as if two Roman candles had exploded inside his eye sockets.

As the sunami of sexual adrenaline rushing through his body crested, Rahim looked down at Ida's rear, as they orgasmed together, and was wowed by the animalistic way his cock plunged, jerked and twisted inside Ida's tight anus.

Rahim kept his dick buried inide Ida's tail until each of their orgasms had completly run their course. Taking savage enjoyment from the way Ida's body limply knelt in front of his, Rahim playfully tugged at his cock, causing Ida's behind to flinch each time he nudged his phallic spear from side to side.

When he was finally ready to remove it, Rahim dabbed his finger back into the Vasoline jar and lined his spent jock with the lubricant as he slid it out of Ida's splayed anal ring.

With his submerged beast finally removed, all Rahim could do was take a couple of delerious steps back to admire his work.

"You can see her fucking tonsils," Rahim breathlessly laughed to his friends, inviting them over to join him, so they to could enjoy the sight of Ida Morgan's now gaping asshole staring back at them.

* * * * *

Once all the pleasantries had been said and, one by one, all the men that Rahim had invited upstairs filtered out, Rahim, Sterling and DeeDee decided to run down to the local convenience store to buy some more beer with the fake ID Rahim had bought several months back.

Not knowing what to do with Ida, they simply left her in a heap on the sofa, to nakedly sleep off the exhaustion from the sexual marathon the kids had just put her through.

* * * * *

Ten minutes after Rahim, his brother, and his girlfriend left for the store, Deloris Franklin lugged her tired body up the steps to the 8th floor, desperate to get inside her apartment so she could soak in the tub for the rest of the evening.

12 hours at work thankfully didn't turn into 13 for Deloris when the entire nightshift had arrived on time. Able to sneak home an hour earlier than she had told Rahim on the phone, Deloris turned the key into the lock and stumbled lazily into her living room.

Walking over to the coat rack, the 37 year old woman sat down her bags, took off her jacket and turned towards the sofa so she could kick off her shoes.

"UHH....OOOHHH," Deloris immediatly groaned in shock, as soon as her eyes locked onto the naked female body, sleeping face down and peacefully on the family's couch...

To Be Continued...



Avon Calling Ch. 4



Deloris Franklin's first reaction, as she hesitantly sized up the pale and petite frame sleeping on the sofa, was that it must have been one of the girls that either of her two sons had brought home. Deloris knew that both Sterling and Rahim were rather popular with the young ladies of the neighborhood and there had been several occasions when they would bring girls home while she was at work and do what teenagers do when no one else is home.

This was the first time, however, that she had stumbled in to find one of those girls totally asleep, in broad daylight, while no one else was home. On top of that, Deloris got a clear sense that this particular girl wasn't from the neighborhood either, since a body as white as the one on the couch, would have long ago caught her attention in her travels around the projects.

Looking at the discarded cigarette butts and empty cans of Malt Liquor that littered the apartment, it didn't take long for Deloris to put the puzzle pieces together, and figure out that her two boys, along with several of their friends, had enjoyed quite a party while she was at work.

More upset about the mess the kids had left than she was about what they had done sexually while she was gone, Deloris had long ago accepted that she couldn't control the actions of her sons. Now that Sterling and Rahim were both adults, Deloris knew she had no sway any longer over their decisions or actions. They helped out with rent when they could, but other than that, they went about their own business. Deloris simply hated coming home after a long day of babysitting employees at the restaurant and having to clean up after her sons' indiscretions.

The first order of business, Deloris decided, was to get the naked white girl sleeping on the couch up, dressed, and then send her on her way. Hearing the raspy sounds of contended sleep coming from the sofa, Deloris turned and slowly started walking over to carefully tap the stranger on the shoulder.

Before Deloris could take two steps closer to the couch, a familiar scent bristled inside her nose. Stopping for a moment so she could place the smell, when she looked down to her right, Deloris instantly saw the bag of Avon merchandise that she had ordered a week earlier. Quickly darting her sightlines back to the woman laying naked and face down on the sofa, Deloris's heart stopped when she recognized Ida's short and curly blonde hair.

"Oh my...Oh my...," Deloris gasped, putting her hand to her mouth, trying to find her breath.

Teetering in place for several moments, trying to decide whether to go and help her friend or to stand her ground and convince herself that it was a eerie nightmare, Deloris Franklin inched closer to determine if what she was seeing was, in fact, real.

The closer she got, the more of the telltale signs of what had happened to Ida became clear. Deloris wretched from the drying milky white stains that dotted her entire sofa, unable to stop herself from picturing how they got there. As Deloris looked even closer, she could see the imprint of several fingerprints and small bruising all over the backside of Ida's body and when her eyes focused on the gaping, cum-filled target of the Avon Woman's rectum, the black woman's legs felt as if they had turned to mush. 

"Dear God...what have they done to her?" Deloris cringed with strange fascination.

Kicking two of the discarded Bull cans out of the way accidentally, the loud empty rattle of the cans brushing across the floor caused the naked woman on the sofa to stir slightly. Frozen momentarily, Deloris suddenly felt as if she were a burgler in her own home as she waited for Ida to lift her head and open her eyes.

As Ida's face slowly became apparent, Deloris found herself mesmerized by how the usually flawless looking woman now lay in tatters. Deloris's eyes widened seeing the black snakelike trails of mascara that had dripped down Ida's face and she felt her own skin crawl when she saw the sexually explicit remnants of lust that the boys had left her with, completely coating her facial features and upper chest.

When Ida's glassy eyes met hers, Deloris felt as if her blood had froze in her veins.

* * * * *

The whirlwind of what Ida Morgan had just been through had left each of her senses dulled. When she heard the distant rattle of the aluminum can that Deloris had kicked scatter across the floor, Ida was awakened from her brief sleep. Her first reaction was that the kids had returned and were preparing to take even more from her even though she was sure she had nothing left to give.

Struggling to get her eyes open, a fate worse than death was awaiting Ida when she saw who was actually standing above her.

When the hazy image of Deloris Franklin filled her shaky optic nerve, Ida simply dropped her head back down, in shame, against the sofa cushions. 

Several moments later, when Deloris's warm hands gently came to rest on Ida's naked back, the older white woman turned to stone from the spontaneous touch.

* * * * *

Ida's first reaction when she felt the weight of Deloris Franklin's arms on her bare back was to wince, then freeze. Her muscles and nerve endings were so sore from the sexual gauntlet she had just been put through that any random gust of wind would have caused her body flinch.

"SSHHH...Ida...is everything all right...SSHHHH...It's gonna be OK, " Deloris soothingly sighed, patting Ida reassuringly between the shoulder blades.

Deloris came within a breath of asking Ida what had happened, but looking once again around the room, the answer to that question was rather evident.

"Can I get you some water, Ida?" Deloris offered, like a nurse at Ida's side.

"...Please...," Ida muttered, her mouth still pressed firmly against the sofa cushions.

"OK," Deloris quickly replied, noticing the pile of Ida's clothes messily strewn to her left. "We're gonna get you up...and then we're gonna get you dressed...OK?"

Watching the way Ida's head, ever so slightly, rocked up and down, Deloris knew the older white woman had heard her offer and was agreeing with it. Helping Ida lift her weight up, when Deloris had finally helped Ida support herself on own her elbows, she got her first close up look at the sexual residue that covered Ida's entire upper body. 

Deloris guessed that there must have been upwards of a half dozen guys responsible for the shape Ida was now in from comparing the amount of empty malt liquor cans laying around as well as the physical evidence drying on Ida's pale white skin. "And she took them all," Deloris said to herself incredulously.

"Tell you what Ida...," Deloris softly muttered out loud to her rich, white friend," the bathroom is right down the hall...How about letting me help you get straightened up a little bit before you go home...how about that?"

Sitting down on the edge of the sofa to balance herself, right beside Ida's head, Deloris wrapped each of her hands around the tight muscles of Ida's shoulders, to give the fallen Avon Lady all the support she could. Deloris then watched as Ida's body swung like a pendulum up from the sofa, until her bare feet landed gingerly on the floor.

"OH...MY," Deloris gasped out loud, as Ida sat up, surveying the full brunt of the sexual pillaging she had been put through.

Feeling a deep, gnawing sense of pity for the naked older woman, Deloris found it hard to look into Ida's glazed eyes knowing her sons were partially responsible for the state she was in.

Taking Ida by the arms, Deloris leaned in and hugged the haggard looking woman tightly, telling her that it was going to be "OK".

* * * * *

Hesitant at first over Deloris's sympathetic embrace, when Ida realized it was one woman's way of reaching out to her, to comfort her in a time of severe weakness, she soon melted against the black woman's reassuring grip.

Starting to sob, Ida felt as if she were, somehow, a small child in the arms of the woman who was 20 years her junior.

"Shh...shhh," Deloris soothingly whispered, once again, into Ida's reddened ear. "Its gonna be all right."

Ida suddenly found herself locked against Deloris's comforting bosom and when the black woman's thick, voluptuous body raised up from the sofa, Ida felt an inherent need to stand up with her.

As Ida stood up, she felt an instinctive desire to use her arms and hands to cover her nakedness as Deloris gradually led her down the hall, to the bathroom.

* * * * *

The short walk from Deloris Franklin's couch, to the bathroom, seemed to take an eternity. By the time Deloris had spread a clean towel on the edge of the tub for Ida to sit on, the disheveled older woman felt as if she were floating in a perilous, alter universe.

"Come on Ida...sit down," Deloris offered softly.

Taking a seat demurely on the side of the tub, Ida flinched slightly from the sound of Deloris turning on the bathwater. Steadily regaining her bearings, Ida's eyes slowly grew accustomed to the bright luminescence of the room and when Deloris grabbed a heavy towel from the closet and wrapped it around the older woman's shivering body, Ida couldn't help but feel her insides quiver from a long since forgotten feeling of childhood comfort and safety.

Watching as a still fully clothed Deloris extended her hand into the rising tide of warm water inside the tub, rotating it back and forth to make sure the temperature was just right, Ida's insides started to fizz with a strange sense of excitement when she saw the younger black woman reach for a clean washcloth.

* * * * *

In a strange way, the intimacy that had been so lacking in the sexual deluge the boys from the neighborhood had put her through earlier, was now coming through in the surreal sponge bath Ida was getting from the Mother of two of those boys.

The butterflies inside Ida's stomach crashed together like blind rats on crack as she allowed Deloris to wash away the nasty remnants of her afternoon debauchery.

Starting with her face, Ida felt Deloris wipe the wash rag softly across her chin and cheeks before dropping it into the tub to rinse out so she could repeat the process over and over until Ida's skin was clean and smooth once again.

>From Ida's head, Deloris worked her way gently down to Ida's neck and shoulders before finally cleansing the mess that was crusting across Ida's nervously heaving chest.

"My boys did this to you?" Deloris asked cryptically, breaking the eerie silence in the closed up room.

"...Yes," Ida finally replied. "Them...and a few of their friends I guess."

"I can't say I'm surprised," Deloris matter-of-factly added as she continued her peaceful and serene chore of cleaning Ida up. "They are both very difficult to control...trust me I've tried...if they see something they want...they just take it...I know just how you're feeling right now, Ida."

Ida's senses were so dazed and disjointed that Deloris's off hand remark about her sons didn't really register in her head as the black woman tenderly went about her dutiful chore of cleaning off the smeared cum and makeup that covered her glowing skin.

Teetering on the edge of the tub, Ida listened with disbelieving ears as Deloris went more in depth about what she had initially hinted at. Hearing the lurid tale that Deloris spun, Ida found herself being chilled to the bone.

In between the soothing splashing sound of Deloris ringing out the wash rag in the tub, Ida could hear the younger black woman casually recite the story of just how she knew what Ida was currently feeling inside.

Between her own delirium and the confusing context of what Deloris was trying to convey, Ida trailed in and out of the story as she sat there, picking up a snippet here and there of the one sided conversation until the meaning of what Deloris was describing was provocatively clear.

"Sterling and Rahim's Dad died a couple of months after Sterling was born...," Deloris started, " ...got shot. I knew he was dealing...irony of ironies though...he got mixed up in between somebody else's deal gone bad."

"...I was lucky to have my Mom around then...you know...until I could get back on my feet. The kids had to grow up quick in this neighborhood...they probably could have used more supervision...that's my fault ...but they learned a lot of street smarts out there that I could have never taught them. Deep down...they really are good people...just a little rough around the edges...that's the only way to make it down there on those streets on a daily basis."

"...Every since I became manager of that store five years ago...Sterling and Rahim basically had to raise themselves...I just worked too many hours. No time for any social life...too tired...too many bills...try finding a man when you're in your mid 30's and have two kids with police records...HAHA... its not even worth the effort, Ida..."

"...Yeah...by the time I got promoted and had to spend anywhere from 10-16 hours a day at that God forsaken restaurant...that was just about the same time both boys really started feeling their oats. I began to notice that they were hanging around with the wrong crowd...hearing stories from neighbors...etc...I would come home and find strangers at the house constantly...girls especially."

"...Then the cops started coming by...and then the trips downtown to have to bail them out...damn Ida...it was just wearing me out. There were entire months that went by where I didn't do a damn thing for myself...and I felt myself going crazy."

"...I came home from work late one afternoon a couple of months back...much like I did today...I was mentally and physically spent...I put my key into the lock to open the door...before I did though...I heard something that stopped me dead in my tracks..."

"...I guess there was something going on in there just like what was happening to you today, Ida...I just stood outside the door...couldn't find the strength to face what was happening or the energy to go in and break it up. So I just stood there...with nothing else to do but listen until it was over..."

"...As I stood there something strange started happening inside me...Thank God nobody else came upstairs while I was standing there...they would have probably thought I was having a mental breakdown or something...me standing right outside my own front door with my key in my hand for almost 20 minutes..."

"...But the sounds that were coming from inside...they were...were...were...exquisite...the sounds of those girls screaming joyously inside the apartment...they sounded so...so...FREE...so...FULFILLED...so...I don't know...so...everything that I wasn't feeling at that moment in my life. And for weeks and weeks after that...I'm sickened to admit this...but Ida...I was jealous of those girls..."

"...And the sickest part about the whole thing while I tore myself up about it was that the reason for that joy in those girls' cries of passion... were my own two sons...they were responsible for that and there I was keeping myself up late at night fixating over it...Ida...it broke my heart...but at some point it also broke my will to fight it..."

* * * * *

Ida sat there in stunned horror as Deloris continued lathering up her warm, wet skin, absorbing what the black woman was saying the same way her skin was absorbing the relaxing bathwater.

"...one thing just led to another, Ida" Deloris continued. "It's all really just a blur now."

Fifteen minutes had passed by the time Deloris had finished laying out her sordid tale. Dropping the washcloth into the tub for the last time to ring it out, Deloris looked deep into Ida's eyes and saw a look of petrified understanding deeply etch itself across the naked woman's weathered features.

"That's right, Ida," Deloris admitted serenely. "I do know exactly how your body feels right now."

With the outside of her body know cleansed, Ida was silently grateful to the kind black woman for cleaning up the mess the boys and DeeDee had made on her. Staring blankly back at Deloris, as she sat on the side of the tub however, Ida shook like a leaf in the wind from how internally soiled she now felt after what Deloris had told her.

"Does what I told you, trouble you Ida?" Deloris asked gently as she put the wet towels up on the rack to dry. "Its certainly something that I'm not proud to admit."

Grabbing another clean towel, Deloris leaned in and sat it down on the tub's edge, so she could take a seat right beside Ida. Now face to face with the older woman, Deloris looked deep into Ida's stunned blue eyes and discovered a strange kinship in the silent but shared understanding of what each had been through.

"They did the exact same thing to me, Ida," Deloris soberly admitted. "And let me tell you...for a 37 year old woman who has the impossible task of trying to find a good man these days...what they gave me was so damn liberating!"

Looking down at Ida's hands, Deloris wasn't surprised to see the way the older white woman was wringing them together between her legs. Tilting her gaze upwards slightly, Deloris couldn't help but also see the way Ida's pink pussy lips were exposed, once again filling with the blood of her arousal, even though the look on her face still spoke of numb disbelief.

Allowing her gaze to graze up the front of Ida's seated frame, Deloris could also see each of Ida's nipples growing steadily, right in front of her eyes as the reality of her admission to Ida slowly registered inside the dumbstruck woman's head.

"...You...and...them...," Ida whispered, as if in slow motion.

"Yes, " Deloris replied, gently extending her warm hand out and wrapping it tenderly around Ida's limp forearm. "Yes...we did...Yes...we do."

* * * * *

Keeping her gaze trained straight forward on Deloris, out of the corner of her eye, Ida saw the black woman reach over and open the drain of the tub, so the bathwater she had drawn to clean up Ida with, could slowly swirl out.

The guttural, sucking sound of the water receding in the tub eerily and symbolically mirrored the same feeling of steady withdrawal inside Ida's own soul. As the water in the tub seeped out, so did Ida's resistance to anything Deloris could have done next to her.

"I had a long day at work, Ida...all I wanted to do when I got home was to take my dirty clothes off...jump in the tub and let Calgon take me away," Deloris mused. "The tub's kinda small for two...would you like to maybe take a shower with me?"

Ida said nothing in reply, but the hypnotic way she stared up at the elegant woman beginning to undress above her, told Deloris that Ida was willing to do anything she asked.

* * * * *

Ida Morgan sat there on the edge of the tub, goosebumps rising all over her towel covered flesh, as Deloris Franklin began to strip herself bare in front of her.

It was as if Ida was shrinking from wondrous envy as Deloris's nudity slowly revealed itself. Habitually self conscious about her body her whole life, to actually have to sit and watch another, much more voluptuous and endowed, woman take her clothes off was very difficult for Ida.

Tempted several times to rise up and make a run for the door, Ida simply couldn't break her morbidly transfixed stare on Deloris, as the imposing younger woman worked the buttons of her shirt free.

Ida's face was awash with stoic guilt as Deloris peeled back her maroon and white stripped work shirt before dropping it to the floor. Ida's eyes unconsciously bugged out slightly at the sight of the black woman's hefty bosom as it bounced heavily inside her lacy pink bra cups. Ida immediately felt ashamed when she helplessly peeked down at her own exposed breasts and mentally compared them to the glorious signs of womanhood that hung proudly from Deloris Franklin's chest.

The trancelike stare of blunt envy coming from Ida wasn't lost on Deloris either as she continued to remove her clothes, sensing clearly her power over the woman seated in front of her.




Avon Calling Ch. 4



Squeezing the snug weight of her breasts with both hands for effect, Deloris's expression brightened even more when she saw Ida's chest wantonly heave from witnessing her fondle her own gifted endowment.

Staring straight at Ida's bottom lip and the way it quivered with rampant, but desperately caged interest, Deloris enticingly lowered her hands from her breasts, all the way down her round belly towards the snap of her navy blue pants.

Pausing for effect, Deloris waited for Ida's shimmering blue eyes to fill with imploring desire, before she undid the snap of her slacks. When she finally let her fingers undo the clasp that kept her pants snugly wrapped around her waist, the acoustically sensitive room was filled with the sound of Ida briefly whimpering from the realization that Deloris's pants were about to come off.

"Just look at her looking at me," Deloris told herself, feeling half sorry for Ida as she watched her sitting there on the edge of the tub. "I can only imagine how much fun Rahim, Sterling and all those other guys had breaking her down. I wonder how much she fought it...I wonder just how much resistance she really put up before giving in and letting them do her that way?"

Pulling her pants down slowly, until she could step out of them one leg at a time, Deloris instantly felt the warmth of the steam that floated around the closed up room against her her bare ebony skin.

With her pants now completely removed, Deloris stood less than two feet in front of Ida, posing as if she were a lap dancer on stage, teasing a patron. Staring down the length of her voluptuous black body, Deloris privately scolded herself for not trimming her pubic hair for a few days, seeing the way several curly whisps of it snaked out from the frilly edges of her suddenly damp pink panties.

"She won't mind," a lusty voice inside Deloris's head reassured. "She's damn near drooling over the sight of it right now!"

By the time Deloris had worked her hands behind her back to fight the four metal bra clasps that held her breasts secure, one by one, she unhooked them, feeling her own pussy turn to cream from the Christmas morning-like look of brimming excitement that glowed out from Ida's dark blue eyes.

The binding on Deloris's huge breasts now set free, she pinched the bra's underwire between her fingers and slowly slid the wide straps off her shoulders and then down her arms.

As the bra cups dropped free and Deloris's 38DD endowment spilled out, a sobering gaze of astonishment nestled in every muscle fiber of Ida's pale face.

"You like my big black titties...dontcha Ida...just look at you...you can't take your eyes off of them," Deloris mewed softly, mockingly fondling her breasts like two huge melons, no more than a foot in front of her Avon Lady's hypnotized eyes.

Continuing to tease her soft bouncing breasts for several moments in front of Ida's shellshocked face, Deloris dropped right her hand down her stomach and snaked it inside her moistened panties to play with her throbbing clitoris.

Rolling her cherry sized nipples between the index and middle fingers of her left hand and her clit between the same fingers of her right, Deloris pulled back ever so slightly so that Ida could have a full, panoramic view of her taunting masturbatory display.

Folding her fingers into the lacy elastic of her underwear, Deloris kept her eyes locked onto Ida's, watching the older white woman's every subtle movement as she rolled her panties over her hips, down her thick thighs and finally, all the way down to the floor.

"Look at her eyes just light up...Holy Shit," Deloris beamed to herself, seeing the look of guilt-laced fascination in Ida's starry-eyed expression.

Scanning down the length of her body, to the dense patch of curly black pubic hair that hid her vagina, Deloris lovingly traipsed her fingers through her intertwined fleece as she titillated her buzzing clit, ever so gently, with her stabbing fingertips.

"UUHHHAAHHHOOHHH," Deloris moaned out loud, feeling her knees start to get weak from her self manipulation as she stood proudly above Ida's observant frame.

Taking a small step forward, allowing her exposed pussy to sneak within six inches of Ida's nose, Deloris reached down with her strong but feminine hand and dug her fingertips into the back of Ida's neck. Silently imploring the cowering white woman to stand up, Deloris caressed Ida's right collarbone with her other hand until she could easily help the petite woman hesitantly to her feet.

* * * * *

Standing face to face behind the privacy of Deloris Franklin's shower curtain, Ida meekly looked up to the black woman, who had so tenderly washed away the evidence of her afternoon romp, moments earlier. Feeling the shower relentlessly rain down on her back, Ida was thankful for the secrecy that the curtain provided as the voluptuous woman reached out and took Ida into her powerful arms.

The gnawing and reoccurring sensation of being nothing more than a scared child in Deloris's arms was now unavoidable for Ida as she stood there naked, holding her head as steady as she could, knowing that at any moment the woman that was lovingly hugging her would want to take more.

Ida's nerves were so in tune from the adrenaline that pumped wildly through her veins, she swore she could feel every droplet of water as it collided with her bare back and slowly trickled down to her small round ass.

Through the mist and haze of the shower, Ida looked down with her blurry eyes and was struck by the stark contrast of the two women's bodies, not just the obvious color difference, but also in size, age and demeanor. If there were ever two women so graphically different, that could stand toe to toe naked under a raging shower, both in stature and psyche, Ida and Deloris were it.

With each of Deloris's large but sensitive hands bracketing her frame, Ida seemed to melt against the patiently waiting black woman until it was clearly evident that she was dying for Deloris to kiss her. Parting her quivering lips several times, Ida did her best to silently beckon the younger woman to quench her guilty lust.

Ida felt Deloris's hands tighten against her slim waist and the electricity that was being transferred caused the white woman to flinch noticeably under the torrential flow that showered down.

"Do you want me to kiss you, Ida?" Deloris asked softly, pulling back slightly so that Ida could see the lurid intent in her dark brown eyes. 

Deloris could clearly see Ida's lips working up and down, like a horny mime, literally begging the younger woman to place her full lips against Ida's.

"Do you... Ida?" Deloris firmly inquired again.

"...Yes," Ida finally admitted, closing her eyes from the embarrassing shame that went with giving in to her most primal and carnal fear, submitting sexually to another woman.

Behind closed eyes, it felt as if fireworks had been lit in Ida's head as Deloris Franklin's moist lips pressed squarely against hers. Ida felt her spine get weak and legs go numb the moment Deloris's mouth started working back and forth on top of hers.

Sensing Ida's body growing limper by the second in her hands, Deloris wrapped both arms completely around Ida's back, holding the awestruck white woman in her clutches as she lavishly worked Ida over with her hungry lips.

* * * * *

Deloris kept her lips firmly pressed against Ida's for what seemed like an eternity, freely allowing the prudish white woman to work out all the stored up desire and curiosity in her body until Deloris sensed Ida was prepared to explore her suppressed sexual side further.

The two women kissed for almost five minutes when Deloris decided to steer Ida's body to the side, so that she could ease the older woman's back firmly against the unforgiving slick wall of the shower stall.

With Ida now standing sideways in the tub, Deloris took a small step back and watched the sizzling beads of water rain down against the Avon Woman's pale body. Deloris imagined what it would have looked like an hour earlier, as all the men in the living room came, one after another, on Ida's face, just the same way the shower was relentlessly battering her soft facial features now.

The furious rush of water collided endlessly against Ida's face, before dripping down her chin, cheekbones and finally, like a thousand web-like rivers down her small, shiny and clean titties.

Shivering with excitement from the way all the water washed down Ida's petite body, Deloris licked her lips when she saw how the curly dirty blonde patch of pubic hair between Ida's legs straightened from the shower's cleansing deluge.

Reaching out with her right hand, Deloris luridly swiped her palm and fingers up and down Ida's torso, flicking her thumbs against the white woman's erect nipples until Ida whimpered out loud.

Pausing for just a moment, Deloris then dropped her fingers from Ida's breasts and quickly guided them over her waist, right for the puffy, pink lips of Ida's vagina. The naked Avon Woman thrashed wildly the instant Deloris's fingers collided with her raw, exposed sex, sending electrical charges rushing through both women's bodies.

Keeping the pressure of her right thumb on Ida's throbbing clit, Deloris wrapped her left hand around Ida's thigh, pulling herself closer to the 55 year old woman so she could position herself to kneel down in front of Ida, in hopes of lick the pink slit that was majestically flowering between Ida's unsteady legs.

* * * * *

"OOHH...SSHHIITT...YYEESSS," Ida's voice hissed over the rushing whoosh of the shower.

The boaring sensations of Deloris's tongue and lips inside her vagina caused Ida to slam the back of her head forcefully against the wall of the shower behind her. Her knees now completely jellied, Ida had to fight to keep her body from sliding down the slick wall as Deloris's mouth pinned Ida's crotch firmly against the stall.

Deloris's tongue felt as if it were three inches long and slitted like a snake's, as it swam its way through Ida's still cum-filled pussy.

"OOHHAAAHHHHOOHHHHHAAHHH," Ida groaned helplessly, savoring the exquisite feel of the black woman vaginal slurping.

Feeling as if she were standing naked in a raging thunderstorm, Ida tried opening her eyes as best she could, but the only thing she saw when she looked down was Deloris, on her knees, in front of her. Ida gritted her teeth together, desperately trying to maintain any semblance of composure as Deloris's black face disappeared completely between her pink feathery folds.

* * * * *

Clutching Ida's thigh gently with her left hand to hold the older woman steady, Deloris used her right index and middle fingers like two clamps to spread Ida's cunt open as she swirled her tongue up, down and all around the Avon Lady's inner sanctum.

Swallowing every few moments to clear her throat of the pungent nectar leaking out from Ida's pussy into her sucking mouth, the ripe taste of male semen was clearly evident on Deloris's taste buds as she recklessly dug her face into Ida's snatch.

"One of my boys came inside of her," Deloris proudly told herself as the familiar taste of masculine seed registered in her sensory files.

Feeling the salty mixture of male and female ejaculate tickle her throat, as it slowly made its way down to her stomach, Deloris suddenly felt Ida's entire body tighten and her flaming pussy start to vibrate against Deloris's thick pistoning lips.

The sound of Ida Morgan's screams of release shot through the bathroom like glass shattering as the shower head above droned on and on. The suction that Deloris had created with her lips on top of Ida's vagina could have peeled chrome off a trailer hitch as the younger black woman sucked the cum still inside Ida's womb out, like venom from a wound.

Forcing the older woman's petite figure hard against the sidewall of the shower, Deloris swirled her tongue through Ida's pink recesses until she felt the Avon Woman's body go completely limp and breathless above her.

Her throat now burning from all the molten female ejaculate that had washed into her mouth , Deloris delicately pulled her lips away from Ida's crotch and turned her face towards the rushing waterfall of the shower to cleanse her dark, sticky features.

Once she had washed away most of Ida's pungent arousal from her cheeks and lips, Deloris wiped the water out of her eyes and looked up at Ida, still writhing above her. Leaning in once more, Deloris planted a soulful and seductive kiss right on the white woman's buzzing clit, causing both of Ida's small feet to quiver mightily on the tub's slick floor.

* * * * *

After drying herself and Ida off, Deloris tenderly kissed the seemingly sedated woman for several moments on the neck and shoulders as she reached for a pair of towels to wrap their bodies with.

Once Deloris had placed a bulky, light blue towel around both her and Ida's body to cover their nakedness, the two women slowly walked back out to the living room so Ida could regain her bearings...and her clothes.

Deloris led the way, a good two or three steps ahead of Ida, when she turned the corner and saw that Rahim and Sterling had returned from their trip to the grocery store. Stopping at the entrance to the main family room, Deloris allowed Ida to catch up with her, knowing the numb and catatonic white woman behind her had no clue her sons had returned and were sitting in the living room.

Once Ida finally caught Deloris and eased up beside her, she saw the same thing that the lady of the house was staring at. When all four sets of eyes locked on to each other, a hushed silence of brooding disbelief inundated the Franklin residence...

To Be Continued...



Avon Calling Ch. 5



Rahim and Sterling's eyes shot open in stunned bewilderment when they saw their Mom emerge from the hallway, wrapped in a tight fitting blue towel, only to be followed by the same white woman they had themselves, fucked an hour or so earlier. Both boys sighed from the implication of the scene in front of them as Ida crept up behind Deloris, looking as if she were a scared child in the taller black woman's wake.

"Jesus Christ," Rahim mouthed, just loud enough for his Brother beside him to hear.

"Mom fucked her too?"

"SHIT," Sterling replied wondrously.

"Not quite boys," Deloris mockingly scolded, overhearing what her sons were saying. "I was in the bathroom cleaning up the mess you guys left all over her...you should be ashamed."

Both boys quickly looked at each other with feigned outrage at their Mother's bitchy remark.

"You all made a Hell of a mess with this damn living room too...think you both have enough energy left to at least clean up that mess...Huh," Deloris asked with slightly more poignancy.

Before either of her sons could rebuke her, Deloris waved her hand and said the clean up could wait. "If you guys got anything left in your tank...I got a better idea of how to burn it."

Smiling broadly from their Mom's lustful insinuation, Sterling and Rahim each dropped their hands to their crotches and squeezed the family jewels tightly as they watched Ida's tiny body shiver with a mix of fear and anticipation, beside a now cocky Deloris.

Cracking open a fresh can of malt liquor, Rahim nodded to his Brother and the two boys rose to their feet.

"Did you clean her completely out?" Rahim cockily asked his Mom.

"Well...maybe not completely out," Deloris smiled back. "I might have left a little for later."

Each young man took a turn planting a sensuous kiss on Deloris's lips before turning their hungry gazes on Ida, licking their lips at the thought of getting another crack at her petite and exhausted body.

* * * * *

Having been through the most arduous mental and physical turmoil of her long life, Ida stood mortified in the entrance of the Franklin's hallway as Sterling and Rahim got up from their seats and kissed their half naked Mother squarely on the lips. Ida swore she could see a twinkle in Deloris's dark eyes as she watched her sons approach and everything she had told Ida in the bathroom earlier about her relationship with her sons, vividly came to life.

Fidgeting openly as first Sterling, then Rahim, greeted their mom with a lot more than a peck on the cheek, Ida weakly whimpered when she realized all three Franklins had trained their collective eyes and leering, wolf-like grins, right on her.

* * * * *

Sensing the hungry expressions that were burning across her sons' faces, Deloris leaned over and took Rahim by the arm. Lifting herself up on her tippytoes to whisper into her oldest son's ear, she quietly told him to walk over to Ida, then pick her up with Sterling's help, so they could jointly carry the older woman back to the master bedroom.

Rahim squeezed his crotch wantonly and felt his insides sizzle when he heard his Mom lay out her plan. Tapping his Brother on the shoulder, Rahim quickly informed Sterling about the idea before they jointly turned and made the short walk towards Ida's paralyzed frame.

* * * * *

Rahim and Sterling walked down each side of the narrow hallway with Ida sandwiched between their muscular arms. Ida's towel clad body rested comfortably between the two boys' hulking bodies as they carried her towards their Mother's darkened bedroom. Both boys couldn't help but steal an occasional glance down at the way Ida's small titties bounced back and forth inside the loosely wrapped towel as they neared the threshold of Deloris's bedroom.

Deloris closely followed the flesh train in front of her and could feel her libidinal urges buzzing painfully as her two sons carried Ida Morgan into the lair of her room and then deposited the Avon Woman's limp body right on the center of the bed.

Just as Ida's back hit the covers, Deloris flipped on the light switch, illuminating the quaintly decorated room in time to see her sons hovering over top of her crisply made bed.

"MMMM," Rahim and Sterling each groaned in relief as the weight of Ida's body dropped from their arms onto the soft covering below.

Stepping back slightly, both boys looked back at their Mom for a silent cue of approval. When they each side the fiery twinkle in her dark eyes, Rahim looked across the bed at Sterling and nodded for him to remove the blue wrap that barely covered Ida's freshly showered body.

Twisting the cotton fabric of Ida's towel in his hand, Sterling ripped the bulk of it out from underneath the prone woman's body until her naked tits spilled free. Reeling in the final few inches of fabric, Sterling looked up and saw the sadistic glow into his Brother's eyes, when Ida's complete nakedness was revealed.

"Kiss her Boys," they heard their Mother say from the foot of the bed. " I bet you didn't show her a bit of affection when you plowed her lily white ass earlier, did you?"

Sterling and Rahim each cast a weary smile back at Deloris, knowing she was correct in her assessment. Dutifully bending down to follow his Mother's order, Rahim took his place on the right side of the older woman's flat body, lustfully swiping his wide and wet tongue into Ida's sensitive ear before slipping it over her earlobe, across her juggular vein and then down her soft shoulder.

Eighteen year old Sterling repeated the exact same path as his Brother down the left side of Ida's body, first gritting his front teeth together on Ida's earlobe before harshly whispering into the older woman's ear.

"You think we fucked you hard before, Lady...You ain't seen nothin' yet!"

Both brothers worked their tongues down Ida's tense torso with hungry abandon, freely partaking of her sagging breasts, swirling their tongues up and down her pale, sweaty cleavage and then tracing their superheated mouths over Ida's round belly, teasing the married woman's ticklish flesh until she had turned into a quivering mass of cream colored matter on Deloris Franklin's bed.

With both her sons' lips lavishly drooling over the line of Ida's waist, Deloris could tell they were aiming steadily downward, toward the blonde fury V of the Avon Woman's privates.

Deloris smiled at the image and said, "I bet there's still some of your cum swimming inside that cunt, Boys...just like a pearl inside a oyster...you want your Momma to go back in there and get it out?"

Seeing the look of perverse agreement twinkle in her sons' eyes when they looked up at her, Deloris inched forward and closed in once again on Ida's exposed crotch.

"Sterling...Rahim...wrap those hands of yours around her thighs and pull them all the way apart...that cunt of hers is beggin' to be licked again," Deloris serenely ordered.

* * * * *

Brimming with anticipation, Deloris lifted one knee up on the bottom edge of the mattress and waited for her two naked sons to dig their fingers into the alabaster flesh of Ida's thighs so they could nudge them apart for their Mom.

Seeing Ida's pussy open up like a blossoming pink rosebud, Deloris playfully licked her lips as she leaned forward to place her mouth against the older woman's sex.

"MMMMMHHUUMM," Deloris groaned, as the wet greasy taste of Ida Morgan's cunt filtered into her mouth for the second time.

Feeling her cheeks brushing up against each of her sons' supporting hands as she ate Ida out, Deloris made sure to rub the vaginal juices that were roasting on her cheeks against Rahim and Sterling's skin, so they too could feel just how aroused the demure white woman had gotten, as they stood there watching.

With each of their hands now coated with a combination of Deloris's saliva and Ida's vaginal lubricant, Rahim and Sterling each took a few steps back and allowed Deloris to have center stage on the bed as they went about disrobing once again.

* * * * *

Deloris's belly was flat on the bed's covers as she laid squarely between Ida's parted legs, piercing her forked tongue in and out of the whimpering white womans snatch, like a rotating oil drill. With each inward thrust she made with her tongue, Deloris could also taste the droplets of male semen that Sterling had deposited earlier.

Standing off to each side, Rahim and Sterling's dicks hardened by the second as they watched their Mom pull the glossy white residue of her youngest son's orgasm out of Ida's pussy.

Quickly dropping their loose fitting jeans down to their feet, the two Franklin Boys were naked in a flash as they began anxiously circling the bed, waiting for their opportunity to plunder Ida's prone body for the second time.

Silently making eye contact, Rahim and Sterling finally decided it was time to act and each young man lifted a knee up onto the mattress, making a naked beeline right for Ida's gasping mouth. Squeezing their jocks with clear intent, Sterling and Rahim honed in on the older woman's contorting face.

"Not so fast, Boys," Deloris subtly scolded, temporarily removing her mouth from Ida's smeared snatch to stop her sons before they reached Ida's head. "Let the poor woman breathe...Besides...I want to hear her cry out again when I make her cum...she'd choke on those big dicks of yours if she ain't careful!"

Hearing their Mother's admonition, Sterling and Rahim took a few cautionary steps backwards and waited, knowing that as soon as Deloris was finished with Ida, it would again be their turn. Crouching down on each side of the bed to flank the two women, Rahim and Sterling masturbated themselves as they provided a captive audience for their Mother's Sapphic display.

Both boys held their breath, trying to be as silent as possible as the sloppy and moist sounds of Deloris's tongue darted in and out of Ida's glistening folds. They each could also see the tangible pressure building up inside of Ida's naked body as Deloris went about her relentless lesbian chore, causing Ida's bare white feet to shiver frighteningly in front of them, on the foot of the bed.

Rahim and Sterling had to fight the urge to cum right then and there, in their own hands, as Deloris savagely forced Ida to the precipice of release.

"Would you just look at that shit?" Rahim huskily exclaimed to Sterling as he fondled his heavy erection. "Where do you think Mom learned to eat pussy like that?"

"I dunno...," Sterling wondrously replied. "Gotta find a way to hook her up with some of the girls from the neighborhood, like DeeDee, if she's gonna slurp a cunt like that!"

"Not a bad idea Bro...never thought of that," Rahim quickly answered as he continued jacking himself off.

"Goddammnit, Rahim...I think that old lady is about to cum again...I can almost hear her heart pounding from here!" Sterling wowingly observed.

"...Sounds like a motherfuckin' engine trying to turn over doesn't she?" Rahim added, as the two brothers watched Ida spastically flinch from the second orgasm Deloris had given her. 

"UURRGGGAAHHHHHHHHHHHHMMMMMAAHHHHHH," Ida shrieked like a scalded animal eventhough she tried her best to contain her pitiful screams of release.

Ida raw pussy bubbled and spat out against Deloris's hungry mouth as the black woman lavishly finished sucking every bit of her Son's nectar from inside the older woman's womb.

* * * * *

Several moments later, once Ida's legs had stopped thrashing like a dying fish on the bed, Deloris pulled her saturated face out from between Ida's thighs with a wet messy sigh.

"OK...Boys...now she's all yours," She breathlessly offered.

Rahim and Sterling patiently allowed their Mom to slip backwards off the bed and watched with lurid interest as she wiped the sticky build up of vaginal fluids from her face with the same towel that was loosly wrapped around her body.

Pumping their cocks to complete hardness, both young men edged forward and positioned themselves on each side of Ida's ashen face.

It was as if the two brothers had a shared silent countdown inside their heads as they waited for just the right moment to drop the heavy, duel weight of their enormous cocks right on the older woman's flushed cheeks.

Rahim gasped out loud when he witnessed the way his, and his Brother's, dick looked when they dropped down onto Ida's pretty face, alternatly banging her facial features like drumsticks on a drum.

Sterling peeked over his shoulder and saw that his Mom had dropped the towel she was wearing off her chest and was now completely naked as she sat on the edge of the bed. He felt his insides buzz with flaming arousal seeing the way Deloris fingered her own pussy as she watched Rahim and Sterling's cocks land with a fleshy thud, right on top of Ida's face.

Rahim raised his hand from Ida's shoulder and subtly guided it up towards the older woman's mouth. Sticking the tip of his index finger between her slightly parted lips, Rahim cast a hearty gaze up to his Brother kneeling directly across from him.

"Think she could take both our cocks in that pretty little mouth of hers at the same time?" Rahim probed.

"Huh?" Sterling replied incredulously. "You gotta be crazy!"

"Can't hurt to try...can it?" Rahim smiled back.

Sterling simply shook his head as he allowed his index finger to join Rahim's at the opening of Ida's mouth, as the two brothers jointly tried to pry the Avon Lady's lips apart.

Watching with keen interest as Ida's lips slowly separated, Rahim and Sterling nudged their knees forward until they both were in position to shove their throbbing cockheads right down the gasping woman's gullet.

Rahim was first to slip his monster between Ida's lips and felt the exquisite burn in the muscles of his groin when Ida's pearly whites grazed against the ultra tight sheath of skin covering his blood filled erection.

Palming his fingers into Ida's scalp to balance himself, Rahim pulled his cock all the way to the left side of Ida's mouth to give Sterling all the daylight he could, so he too could ram his rigid manhood down the naked white woman's throat. 

"Bitch...you need to stretch your mouth open more," Rahim hissed as if he were a cruel dentist barking down at a defiant patient.

Clenching his teeth as his the skin of his cock rubbed against his Brother's, Rahim watched both virile clubs disappear between Ida's detached jaws.

* * * * *

From her vantage point at the foot of the bed, Deloris watched as her sons' majestic cocks dove between Ida's crudly gasping lips and the only thing she could compare it to were those sword swallowers one would see at a carnival trying to swallow a huge black spear. As Sterling and Rahim's nearly identical slabs of meat boared mightily against each other, Deloris frigged herself with ever growing intensity at the sight of her sons' masculine rampage.

Rolling her fuck finger around her clit with lightning speed, Deloris used her index and ring fingers to press down on the lips of her vagina. Deloris could see the look of unquestioned joy spread across her two sons' faces at the same time Ida Morgan's torso was heaving beneath their plowing weight.

With Ida's mouth completely gorged on the boys' rippled ebony flesh, Deloris began working her hips awkwardly against the mattress, brazenly fucking herself to the sight of her sons doing what they did best.

* * * * *

So much throbbing cockflesh had infiltrated Ida's mouth, she felt herself becoming lightheaded from the reduced oxygen flow entering her lungs. Instinctively snapping her eyes open to discern an easier path to breath, Ida began making machinegun like inhales and exhales through her nose, as her surroundings slowly came into focus. All she could see above her however, were the two pistoning groins that took turns inching virile male flesh down her throat.

Turning her head to the side to get a clearer airway for her nose, Ida couldn't help but catch a glance at Deloris Franklin between Rahim's bent leg, as she sat nakedly at the foot of the bed watching. Ida was sickened by the way Deloris forcefully rubbed her right hand through her hairy pussy as she watched her two sons have their way with her.

Ida's bugged out eyes widened even more when, just for a fleeting moment, she swore Deloris Franklin had made eye contact with her. Even in that brief instant, to visually acknowledge to the other woman the reality of the situation, the gleam in the younger black lady's lustcrazed and contorted eyes caused the 55 year old Wife, Mother and Grandmother to feel as if every shred of her moral dignity had been reduced to smoldering ashes.

* * * * *

"GGGGAAWWWDDDAAAMMIIITTT...SSSHHIITTT...I NEED TO GET FUCKED!!!" Deloris yelled out loud, her face grimacing from the overwhelming ecstacy her hand was putting her body through. Bringing herself up to just the point of orgasm, as she watched both her sons shove their cocks down Ida's throat, Deloris kicked her feet apart at the last moment and crawled her way up the length of the bed before ordering Rahim and Sterling to slide the white woman over so she could take centerstage on the mattress.

Rahim nonchalantly scooted Ida's writhing body to the side, to create an opening for Deloris as she laid down in the center of the bed. Tilting the older woman's head to the side so that she'd be forced to watch Derloris spread out, Rahim motioned for Sterling to ease over and take a position directly above Ida's exhausted face.

Stroking his aroused cock with his right hand, Sterling hopped up onto the bed and planted his feet on opposite sides of Ida's head, straddling her ashen face with his sinewy legs. Squatting down slowly, the crack of his sweaty ass descended down on Ida's shellshocked features until the sensitive bud of his anus softly caressed the older woman's mouth.

"Kiss that asshole, Bitch," Sterling softly hissed down to Ida, stroking his own mighty erection as he watched Ida's small pink tongue emerge from her mouth and tentativly reach for his crack.

At the same moment Sterling had sat all the way down on Ida's face, Deloris eased her weight up onto her right arm to watch the way her Avon Lady went about eating her youngest son's behind out. Seeing the way Sterling's erection bobbed like a club from his groin, Deloris reached out and took his cock between her fingers, lovingly massaging it as Ida inched her tongue up his stinging rectum.

Lightheaded from lust after having his Mom take hold of his genitals in that blunt of a manner, while the naked white woman reamed out his behind, Sterling winked up to Rahim who had, in the meantime, jumped with the precision of a jungle cat between Deloris's spread legs.

"Mom...did you say you wanna get fucked?" Rahim crudely reminded.

"MMMHHHUUMMM," Deloris growled in response, before taking Sterling's cock into her mouth for a quick deepthroat. 

* * * * *

Trying to balance himself on the top of his Mom's mattress as she heartily sucked his cock at the same time the 55 year old white woman swiped his salty ass, Sterling lustfully glared up to his Brother as he wedged his body between Deloris's legs.

The barametric pressure inside Sterling's groin fluxuated wildly as Ida and his Mom sucked at his ass and cock simultaniously. Reaching down and patting his Mother lovingly on the top of the head as she tried shoved his cock deep into her gullet, Sterling watched Rahim push Deloris's thighs all the way apart before crudely dropping his pelvis down on top of hers.

Seeing Rahim's dense patch of pubic hair mash into his Mother's, Sterling tilted his head slightly so he could see Deloris's juicy pink vaginal lips stretch to ungodly proportions, as Rahim brutally entered her.

"GGGAAAAAHHHHHHH," Sterling felt Deloris moan, as her mouth engulfed his cock the same moment Rahim split her pussy wide open below.




Avon Calling Ch. 5



Sterling tightened his grip in his Mom's scalp as he grinded his naked ass back against Ida's face until his balls felt as if they were filling with molten lava.

Feeling his Mom's hot breath rush out against his groin each time Rahim plowed forward inside her cunt, Sterling braced himself the best he could as his Big Brother built up a vicious fuck rythem.

Sterling could tell from Deloris's distended gasps that the course of the afternoon's events had left her on the verge of cumming eventhough Rahim had only been inside of her for less than three minutes. His Mom usually was able to hold back her initial orgasm for as long as she wanted, but Sterling correctly guessed that the perversity of all that had happened earlier had left Deloris's vagina nothing more than a lit firecracker.

Sensing his Mother needed a free passageway to breathe, Sterling carefully removed his enormous slab of meat from her throat and let it bounce obscenly against the side of her face as he gracefully grinded his ass back and forth on Ida's lathered tongue.

"AAAHHHGGHHHAAHHH," Deloris gushed loudly when her youngest son's penis spilled free from her lips. "PLEASE...I MEAN IT NOW...MAKE ME CUMMMM!!"

Sterling rolled his savagly endowed erection between his own hand and his Mother's sweat soaked cheek as he absorbed the stunning sight of her breasts bouncing wildly across her chest, from the brutal way Rahim rammed his prick into her.

Situated a foot or so above Rahim's face, Sterling could clearly see the contorted look of seething lust burn in his dark eyes as he looked down at his own Mother, cowering like a cockhungry slut underneath him.

When Deloris's feet shot into the air and started to shake like treelimbs in the wind, directly above Rahim's pistoning hips, Sterling and Rahim knew their Mom was on the verge of cumming.

Quickly pulling his genitals away from his Mother's face, Sterling leaned in slyly and planted a soulful kiss right on Deloris's steaming lips as Rahim rapidly fucked her over the edge. 

"I'MMMMMM...CCCUUUMMMIIINNNGGGGGGGG," Deloris screamed at the top of her lungs, into her Sterlong's mouth, as her oldest stud pounded her spasming cunt to oblivion.

Sterling watched in awe as Rahim nailed Deloris with everything he had, culling every last bit of energy out of her, until he was just about to cum himself. Pulling his cock wickedly out of his Mom's syrupy snatch just before he shot his wad inside of her, Rahim whistled luridly out loud as he admired the sexual carange he had wrought on her glistening sex sex. Capping the head of his penis with his moist hand, Rahim cut off the flow of semen inside of his twitching manhood to save for later.

"DAMN BOY...MY GODDAMN PUSSY'S ON FIRE...SSSHHHIIITTTT," Deloris screamed out loud. "Why don't you stick that dick in my ass Rahim...you saved that cum for a reason didn't ya!"

"Damn right, "Rahim gruffly replied as he jacked his cock off steadily to keep it hard as Deloris turned over to get on her knees.

"Hold it right there, Mom," Rahim said out of the blue as he reached down to hold Deloris in place. "I've got a better idea...no time like now to try something different...is it?"

To Be Continued...



Avon Calling Ch. 6



"Hold it right there for a second, Mom," Rahim quickly interjected. "Let me get down there first...you want it up the ass..ain't no reason we can't get your pussy licked at the same time."

Holding her pose until Rahim had wedged himself underneath her and laid flat on his back, Deloris lifted her weight up on her knees and rocked backwards, assuming the position her oldest Son had suggested.

Straddling her legs over top Rahim's straining groin, Deloris gently lowered her round black ass down on top of her Son's crotch.

"AHHHH," Rahim whistled as he adjusted himself slightly, trying to accomodate his Mother's weight. 

Easing his hips gradually lower to create just the right angle to enter her from behind, Rahim nuzzled his Mother's ear and motioned for Sterling to come closer, so he could help Ida with Deloris's anal preparation.

Spreading her thick thighs apart, directly in front of Ida's shellshocked face, Deloris reached down and fondled the ripe and puffy lips of her vagina, waiting for her two virile sons to position themselves just right around her.

Feeling Rahim's hot breath cascade over her bare shoulder, Deloris listened with lustful pride as her oldest boy told Ida how to loosen up his Mother's tight asshole.

"Remember how I opened up that shithole of yours earlier, Bitch...by sticking my whole middle finger all the way up to the knuckle," Rahim began,"..Well... I'm gonna fuck her right up that same chute and now its your turn to spit on that finger of yours and grease Mom's butt. Your remember just how big my cock felt rippin' you open, Ida...remember that...you better do a damn good job gettin' Mom prepped! If she yells out when I ram my cock up her ass...I'm gonna hold you responsible."

* * * * *

Bending down to Ida's left, Sterling wedged his frame between his Mom and Ida until he could comfortably take hold of the older woman's right hand and guide it up to Deloris's waiting asshole. Stretching Ida's short middle finger out as far as it could go with his meaty black grip, Sterling aimed Ida's pointed digit straight for the small, round opening.

Looking down at Ida's expression, Sterling visibly saw the white woman wince the instant her fingertip made contact with the outer edge of Deloris's bunghole. Feeling the muscles in Ida's forearm wretch and tighten, Sterling kept the pressure of his grip up until Ida's fingernail had disappeared inside his Mom's rear end.

"That's it, Baby," Sterling groaned soothingly to Ida. "Now..just a little bit further and we'll have something going."

Quickly scanning his Mother's face to make sure she was adaquatly handling Ida's hesitant anal probe, Sterling smiled as soon as Deloris cast him a lurid smile of approval, nodding for him to force Ida's finger in further.

Sterling slowly inched forth his progression, watching with disbelieving glee as his Mom's brown eye was sliced open by Ida's small and shaky white finger. Digging his fingertips deeper into the flesh of Ida's wrist, Sterling hummed out loud when he heard Deloris cry out from having her bunghole penetrated.

Tightening his grip around Ida's wrist, Sterling twisted her hand as far as it would go until her embedded finger swirled, first clockwise, then counterclockwise, inside his Mom's rectum.

"GODDAMNIT...SON," Deloris shouted out as she whimpered with pleasure on top of Rahim's chisled chest.

Squeezing his Mom's ample breasts between his kneading fingers, as they spilled wildly across her chest, Rahim nibbled back and forth across his Mother's ear and neck as Ida was forced to burrow her middle finger deeper into Deloris's constricting anus.

Rahim let the warm flesh of his Mother's titties caress his clenching fingers as she gasped out madly for air from the Avon Lady's anal penetration.

"She almost ready down there?" Rahim asked down to Sterling, feeling his own dick on the verge of exploding from the way Deloris grinded her asscheeks against his buzzing gentitals.

Seeing his Mother's crotch grind as if she had become possessed by some carnal and demonic force, Sterling knew she couldn't take much more without cumming again before Rahim even got a shot at her. Squeezing Ida's wrist even tighter in his hand, Sterling slowly helped the stunned white woman remove her unsteady middle finger from Deloris's depths.

"Yeah Bro," Sterling finally replied, watching Deloris's pink inner anal lining flower out when Ida's greasy finger was expelled from it. "I think she gave you just enough room to slam that big dick of yours up inside Mom."

Turning his attention to Ida briefly, as he dropped her hand back down by her side, Sterling saw a morose mixture of apprehention and anticipation in the white woman's dark blue eyes. One that he had never quite seen before from another human being.

Without giving Ida a moment to pause and collect her thoughts, Sterling instantly manuevered Ida's right hand underneath Deloris's rear and dropped the white woman's fingers on top of Rahim's steely erection.

"UMMPPHH," Ida winced when her fingertips blindly felt the virile warmth radiating out from the 20 year old stud's crotch.

"Take his dick in your hand, Lady..and ball that fist around it real tight," Sterling mouthed approvingly as Ida tentativly tightened her weak grip around Rahim's beheamouth and jerked it awkwardly up and down.

"Now Ida.....open that pretty little mouth of yours and stick my Brother's cock in it...get it all nasty and wet so it will slide right into my Mom's asshole," Sterling leaned in and sternly ordered.

Sterling saw a look of disgusted acceptance wash across Ida's face as she looked up at Rahim's cock, trying to figure out how to get the beast back into her mouth.

Catching a quick peek at Rahim and Deloris waiting above, Sterling winked slyly up to the two as Ida's mouth parted so she could lubricate Rahim's manhood for its impending dark journey.

Sterling could hear his Brother sigh loudly the moment Ida's front row of teeth met the sensitive spongy hear of Rahim's cockflesh. Patting the older woman on the back of the neck, Sterling nudged her head gently forward until the fistlike tip of Rahim's dick had disappeared down Ida's throat.

"UUGGRRMMPPHH,'" everyone in the room heard Ida groan when the head of Rahim's joint slammed into the back wall of her mouth.

"Now let that spit of yours soak his dick, Bitch," Sterling hissed down to Ida. "Hold your breath so all that sweet saliva can wash down my Brother's missile. I don't want my Momma to feel any more pain than she has to when you inject Rahim's cock into her backside."

* * * * *

With her face buried deeply between Rahim and Deloris's parted legs, the pungeant smell of male and female arousal permiated Ida's senses each time she inhaled through her nose as she tried her best to orally rinse Rahim's cock.

Her muscles numb from the multitude of pyhsical and mental obstacles she had been forced to overcome, Ida had so cognitivly distanced herself from reality, that it took Sterling several times to pat her on the back before she realized he was trying to tell her it was time to put Rahim's dick inside Deloris's ass.

Feeling Rahim's rough hand brush up against her chin as he proceeded to ease his cock free from the clutches of her lips, Ida jerked her head back just enough so that Rahim's greased up erection slid messily out of her mouth and down her slimy chin.

"Now grab it in your hand, Ida and aim it for Momma's tail," she heard both boys mockingly order.

Sickened by the perversity of it all, Ida gulped and swallowed hard before taking Rahim's sloppy joint into her hand and angling its wicked mass upwards, so that its helmet shaped head was right at the doorstep of Deloris's anus.

* * * * *

Rahim looked over his Mother's writhing shoulder and clearly saw Ida's white hand gripping his meaty appendage as she tried bending it at the right angle to fit inside Deloris's rectum.

"Help her out if she needs it Sterling..she looks like a paralysed kid with that thing in her hand," Rahim commented with a mix of humor and pity.

Rolling his hips down the mattress slightly, to allow Ida a little more slack with his cock, Rahim cracked a big smile when he felt his throbbing prick collide against his Mother's loosened anal bud.

"Now snake that thing inside her ass, Bitch," Rahim bellowed from above.

With a little support from the younger of the two boys, Ida steadily inched the monsterous endowment twitching in her hand, into the button sized hole in the center of the voluptuous black woman's asscheeks.

The sound of the air flowing out of Deloris's mouth turned from a shallow whisper to a bristling and shrill hiss as her oldest Son's gigantic phallus found a home inside her darkest of caverns.

* * * * *

Rahim held his breath as Ida gently forced his enormous black stalk deep into his Mother's ass. Looking down over Deloris's shaky shoulder, he became nearly drunk with lust as the sexually depraved scene unfolded between his and his Mother's legs.

Watching on with Brotherly pride as Sterling helped guide Ida's advances forward, looking stangely as if he were teaching the woman how to drive, Rahim smiled down to his younger Brother as he helped the naked Avon Woman with her digustingly surreal chore.

With his cock emebedded all the way up to the light ring of skin just below the head of his penis, Rahim finally let out a huge exhale that caused a minefield of raging goosebumps to rise across the ebony surface of his Mother's overheated skin.

Rahim could also see Deloris's flaming pussy become brighter and brighter as the brunt of her arousal pooled in her raw and buzzing quim. Seeing his Mom's vagina virtually blooming before his eyes, Rahim whispered down to Sterling. "Hey Bro'.....That Bitch's mouth is free...Look at the way Mom's pussy is beggin' to be loved."

Gritting his teeth in an attempt to keep his composure, as his Mom's powerful rectal muscles squeezed the Hell out of his cock, Rahim looked on in amazement as his younger Brother took Ida by the back of her thin neck and forced the married white woman's face directly into Deloris Franklin's steaming pink fissure.

"Bet ya its her first taste of pussy," Rahim wagered correctly as the initial sounds of Ida's forced vaginal buffet filtered up to his ears.

"Be willin' to bet it won't be her last either," Sterling added as he manuvered Ida's head like a hand puppet, back and forth against his Mother's languid snatch.

Seeing his huge cock now embedded deeply into his Mother's tail at the same moment Ida's face was buried into her sensitive, bloodfilled vaginal folds, Rahim could only imagine the bonejarring sensations that were ripping through his Mother's body as she writhed and shook on top of his barrel chest.

* * * * *

Once he was sure Ida's face was going to stay pressed against his Mother's cunt on its own, Sterling gradually relented his grip around her neck and slowly let it filter up to her head where he started to twist her silverish blonde and neatly trimmed locks between his black fingers.

Feeling the softness of Ida's sweaty hair on his rough and heated flesh, Sterling found himself captivated by how Ida's soft and feminine facial features looked as they lapped at Deloris's greasy and bubbling snatch, at the same moment Rahim's seething cock burrowed a deep trench into Deloris's gaping rear end, no more than two inches away.

Sterling visually sensed both his Mom and Rahim were on the verge of cumming as he rolled Ida's hair in small circles around his fingers. Surveying the awe inspiring scene, a lightbulb suddenly switched on inside the 18 year old's head as the carnal clusterfuck played out in front of him.

Scooping his hand down so that his fingers were at the base of his Mother's pussy and Ida's chin, Sterling quickly slid his hand up, effectivly breaking Ida Morgan's liplock on Deloris's cunt. Once the older woman's face was freed from its sloppy platter, Sterling leaned in and bluntly told Ida to get up on her knees and to crawl further up the bed.

Noticing that his Brother had instinctivly figured out what he was up to by the way Rahim gradually slowed his anal rythems inside their Mom's behind, Sterling waved down to Rahim, silently holding his Brother back until he could get Ida's body situated correctly on top of Deloris.

Whispering what he wanted into Ida's disbelieving ear, Sterling smiled as if he were a proud artist when the white woman's pussy came to rest right on top of his Mother's sex.

Reaching between Ida's naked asscheeks with his right hand, Sterling slipped his fingers into both womens' cunts, massaging each, as they messily plowed against one another.

"GODDAMN THAT SHIT IS HOT," Sterling brazenly shouted up to Rahim as he washed his hand in both womens' steaming vaginas.

Dabbing his thumb up inside Ida's rectum at an impossible angle, Sterling forced to older woman's crotch all the way down against Deloris's. 

With each woman now having stimulation inside their asses at the same time their pussies were glued together, Sterling knew it was only a matter ot time before each woman came under the relentless assault.

"Mom 'bout ready to cum?" Sterling heard Rahim bellow from behind Deloris's back.

"Yep... Dawg," the younger of the two quickly answered. "And this white woman is about to bust a nut too from the way her asshole is squeezing my thumb."

Muff to muff, Ida and Deloris's pussies grinded together in a noisy and lurid chorus, as the bed squeeked painfully under the weight of the four people on it.

Sterling could feel his Mother's and Ida's rich vaginal secretions mix into a sticky paste on his hand as he reamed the white woman's raw asshole with his index finger. Leaning his head in closer, Sterling tried to get as close as possible as both womens' cunts spiraled towards release.

The closer he got, the clearer Rahim's flexing penis became as well, as its long and jaggedy veins pumped like raging rivers inside his Mother's ass. Knowing that the first person who came would, in effect, open the floodgates for everyone else, Sterling licked his lips, anxiously awaiting the first person to break.

It only took a few seconds more to pass when Sterling openly watched his Mom become the first of the three to succumb to orgasm.

With her voluptuous body perched on top of her oldest Son's rock solid frame and his massive erection plunged obscenly deep into her tight asshole, the added sensation of Ida's tiny body on top of hers was simply too much for Deloris to handle. Electrical jolts of seismic energy pulsated inside Deloris's cunt as Ida's pussy grinded against it, causing both fleshy feminine sex organs to look as if they had temporarily become one.

"UUURRRHHHGGGGRRHHHHHH," Deloris groaned out, smashing her pearly whites together as if she were giving birth. 

Wrapping her powerful hands around Ida's diminuative asscheeks, Deloris forced Ida's crotch harder down against her own as she rapidly flailed her head side to side on top of Rahim, who was still cruelly shishkabobbing her rear end down the homestretch.

"MMMPPPHHMMAAAHHH," Ida cried out as well, unable to contain her final draining orgasm as her head went limp, causing her sweatsoaked face to collapse straight down into Deloris's heaving bosom.

With Deloris and Ida totally losing control above him, the sight of the older woman's head tucked tightly between his Mother's breasts combined with the pyshical sensation of her rectum constricting his cock until Rahim was left with no other option but to allow his lust to explode in a blazing fury, sending his scalding seed straight up his Mother's bowels.

Hugging his arms over top of his Mother and Ida's body, Rahim clenched his fingertips into the flesh of Ida's alabastor asscheeks, effectivly sandwiching Deloris's body between him and the convulsing Avon Lady on top of her.

Allowing the unleashed power of both womens' souls to radiate against his skin, Rahim could feel the sloppy remnants of his orgasmic release flood Deloris's rear before the cum slowly started to ooze back down the glistening ebony skin of his cock and then out of his Mother's asshole.

Rahim kept his spear embedded inside Deloris's rectum for several moments, allowing every bit of lust lingering inside the two women to completely spill forth, as they writhed like sweaty and spent carcasses on top of his rippled pecs.

* * * * *

The only one of the four that was able to float above the carnal array of intertwined bodies, Sterling gawked, poked and prodded at the mass of white and black skin gasping in a heap, on the center of the bed.

Dropping his cock between Ida's quivering shoulder blades, Sterling dribbled his granite penis down the white woman's spine until it's rounded head dipped between her sweaty melon sized hips. 

Pinching Ida's asscheeks apart with his hands, Sterling crouched down and eased the tip of his manhood inside the Avon Woman's anus one last time.

Crushing Ida's weight down on top of Deloris and Rahim beneath, Sterling savagly jerked off his cock several times with the help of Ida's tense rectal muscles until the remaining lust inside of his balls spat out in a thick white spray from his seething peehole.

Pulling his cock out with a painful and wincing snap, Sterling smiled wickedly as his cum oozed straight down and dripped into Ida's gaping asshole, like a wet and gooey golf ball sinking into the cup.

THE END

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