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Crossed Wires...Crossed Boundaries Ch. 1

By: Stardog Champion



Brent Stallworth sat up in bed, lazily thumbing through the remnants of his Sunday paper next to his wife, Luann, as he tried milking every bit of relaxation out of his weekend before turning out the lights and getting some shuteye before heading to work at the crack of dawn to start yet another week of extremly well paid slavery at the Pharmacudical Company he had given the last 27 years of his life to. 

"Do you have the Funnies over on your side of the bed, Honey?" Brent quipped. 

"No.. I think one of the boys took it off the kitchen table after dinner," Luann Stallworth replied without looking up from the romance novel she was nearly two thirds of the way through. 

"Anything good in that book.. got to any good parts yet?" Brent curiously asked when he saw how engrossed his wife had become.  

"Nothing you'd be interested in Old Man," Luann slyly shot back, feeling her insides get giddy, knowing the man she loved was peeking over her shoulder at the pages of the book like an emboldened young school boy. 

Sensing his wife might be on the cusp of a little fun before bed, Brent decided it would be a good thing to keep her talking until she finally put the book down. 

"I wonder how Tony Caldwell enjoyed the weekend at out beach house?" Brent matter of factly asked, trying to subtly tear his occupied wife's attention away from the story. 

".. Who.. what... ?" Luann distractedly asked. 

"Tony.. Tony Caldwell...  from the sales division at the plant.. remember I told you a few weeks ago that I told Tony that him and his son, Malik, could go down to Myrtle Beach this weekend and stay at our place," Brent routinely reminded his wife.  "You rememer him from the company picnic a few years back.. he was there with his ex-wife.. remember how all the other women there thought she was such a bitch. "

"Vaguely," Luann sighed.  "I was the only sober person there that day.. you'd think I would remember everything. " 

"Anyway.. I hope they had a good time," Luann continued.  "I just hope they did a good job cleaning up the place.. Roxanne Ingle from the bank.. her and her Daughter asked if they could use the beachhouse next weekend... Roxanne's the one that just had one of her kidneys removed for that transplant with her Sister a few months back.. she was just looking for a weekend to get away from everything with her youngest Daughter whose starting college this Fall. "

"Yes Darling... I remember Roxanne from the Bank.. she didnt exactly stay sober either at your Christmas party last year if memory serves," Brent snidely interjected.  "So what's the deal... her husband isn't going along.. what is it.. a vacation for him?"

"No," Luann snapped back, trying to keep herself from laughing a little.  "That's rude.. like I said... her Daughter is getting ready to head off to college.. The University of Georgia I think.. Roxanne just wanted to spend some time with Tina before she leaves the nest... you know when our kids get to be that age.. you'll want to do the same thing. "

"You're probably right," Brent admitted as each returned their attention to the things they were reading. 

"I just wished you would have reminded me about Tony having the place this weekend... I like to keep a record of who has the place in case something happens or gets broke," Luann said more to herself than her husband as she leaned over to the side of the bed and reached inside her purse to grab the date book she kept her random notes in. 

Use to his wife babbling to herself when she was perusing her day calender in bed, Brent Stallworth thought it was kind of strange that Luann went stone cold silent when she opened the date book. 

Looking to his left at his stoic wife, Brent asked her if everything was OK.  

"You said... Tony... Caldwell...  and his son... had the place this weekend.. right?" She cryptically asked. 

"Yeah," Brent replied. 

"UH-OH," Luann blankly stuttered.  "I've got... Roxanne and Tina... down for this past weekend at the beach house.. I dont know why I thought it was next weekend.... there's got to be a mistake here somewhere. 

Brent and Luann's stunned faces turned to face each other as they rested underneath several sections of scattered newspapers. 

"Here it is Sunday and neither of them have called to tell us about the mixup," Brent soberly offered. 

"Yeah... really," Luann agreed.  "They're adults though... I'm sure they worked out something.... I just can't believe I made the mistake with the scheduling.... I'm sure I'll get a call from Roxanne tomorrow. "

"I'm sure Tony will have quite a story whe I see him at work tomorrow too," Brent added. 

"I just can't believe neither one of them called," Luann mystifiedly shook her head as she contemplated the awkwardness that the two pairs must have endured. 

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Tony Caldwell had been working as a salesman for Augusta, Georgia's Voss & Randolph Pharmacudicals for over 12 years and finally, at the age of 43, he had been able to steal away to the beach for the first time since he was a teenager. 

He could have probably found time for a weekend getaway on numorous occassions in the six years since he had been divorced from his wife Patrice, but with the huge amounts of money he was paying her in alimony and child support, Tony's $75,000 a year salary never quite stretched as far as he hoped it would go. 

With Malik turning 18 a few months earlier, the child support provision was removed and Tony finally decided to take one of his co-workers (Brent Stallworth) up on his offer to use the beach house that he had in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina for a weekend. 


The fact that Tony could also spend some quality male bonding time with Malik, away from the watchful eye of his Mother was another reason he had been anxious to get the weekend away from home.  Tony continued to harbor an immense amount of guilt over the fact that his son had been forced to repeat the 7th grade back in 1996 because he had understandably lost focus when his parents' marraige was dissentigrating. 

With both his Mom and Dad alternating between aloofness and anger for well over a year, Malik found himself straying, staying out late and falling in with the proverbial wrong crowd and it ended up costing him a year of school.  Every since then, Tony had held himself accountable for not being the Father figure he should have been over those turmultuous years and this trip to the beach was a small way to gain a little of that lost time back while Malik was young enough to still appreciate it. 

It would be a chance to talk about anything and everything, a chance to sail out on a fishing boat for the first time in either of their lives, a chance to watch and comment about the women on the beach together and most of all, just a chance to be a Father and a Son before the pressures of the adulthood tore Malik even further away. 

By the time Tony Caldwell pulled his Izusu Trooper into the beach house's driveway at a little after 7pm that Friday night, he and his son were more than anxious to get out, stretch their legs and set up camp inside. 

A little before 7:30 however, as Tony and Malik were unpacking their supplies for the weekend and making themselves at home, they were surprised when they watched a dark blue and well traveled Volvo pull into the driveway, directly beside their Trooper.  

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But Tony and Malik weren't nearly as surprised as the occupants of that dark blue Volvo. 

Roxanne Ingle and her 18 year old Daughter Tina had decided to steal away to Myrtle Beach for many of the same reasons Tony and Malik had. 

With Tina preparing to start her Freshman year at the University of Georgia in the Fall, it was one of the last opportunities for Roxanne to spend some quality time with her youngest daughter before the nest was completly bare. 

The weekend getaway also provided a rare opportunity for some rest and relaxation for Roxanne as she continued to heal from the surgery she had a few months earlier where she gave up one of her kidneys to help with her oldest sister's transplant. 

By the time Roxanne Ingle pulled her blue Volvo onto the street that Brent Stallworth's vacation house was located, the two women were desperate to get out of the car, stretch their legs, take a much needed bathroom break, unpack and try to perhaps find a good sit down seafood meal before it got too late. 

So when Roxanne and Tina saw the Izusu Trooper parked in the Stallworth's driveway, their first reaction was that one of the neighbors, thinking the house would be abandoned for the weekend, had allowed some of their guests to use it as a parking space. 

After each woman grabbed her purse and a piece of luggage, Roxanne and Tina made their way up the walk towards the front door.  Each of them stopped cold in their tracks however when they saw that the door was already half opened.  Looking around, not knowing what really to do next, Mother and Daughter looked at each other pensivly before jointly deciding to move forward. 

Once they got close enough to peek inside the partly opened door, Roxanne and Tina immediatly knew they had made a mistake when two rather tall and imposing black men met them in the entranceway. 

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As the expected conflict played out between the two diametrically opposed factions, that had each driven all the way from Augusta, Georgia to Myrtle Beach with the sole intention of enjoying a weekend away from the hussle and bussle routine of home with someone close to them, finally a level of rational decision making started to take over. 

Tony Caldwell was first to make the offer of getting another place to stay for the weekend eventhough he did subtly interject several times the age old concept of 'squatter's rights' considering he and Malik had gotten to the beach house first. 

Knowing she couldn't argue with Tony's reasoning on that point, Roxanne was on the verge of making a counter offer to get a motel room for her and Tina before the awful thought of having to explain a credit card charge for a motel on her husband's credit card statement and the mixup that went with it flashed uncomfortably in the older woman's mind. 

With the beach condo having 4 bedrooms, each party finally came to the rational and well thought out conclusion that there was enough space for everyone for two days considering Tony and Malik would be gone all day Saturday on a fishing charter and Tina and Roxanne would be spending some time on the beach as well as checking out the many shops lining the waterfront. 

After helping each other unpack, both parties retired to seperate parts of the house to catch their breath and re-evaluate their expectations for the weekend. 

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Tina and her Mother retired upstairs to Roxanne's room. 

"Mom... you know Dad's gonna freak when he finds out what happened this weekend... we still have time to get a room at one of those hotels down the strip," Tina half laughingly warned as she dug a few changes of clothes out of her suitcase. 

"No he won't," Roxanne quickly hushed down her Daughter.  " Because he's not gonna find out..... he handles all the credit card statements.. I didn't bring enough cash for a room for the weekend and the last thing I want to do is explain this mess to him when he sees the bill!"

"Anyway," Roxanne continued as she joined her daughter in unpacking their clothes and toiletries, " They seem nice enough... I think Tony said he works with Brent and if Brent and Luann trust them enough to let them use this place..... I guess we'll have to as well. "

"I guess so," Tina huffed back.  "It just.. you know Mom... throws a monkey wrench into things... the last thing I was expecting was a co-ed weekend. "

"I know," Roxanne agreed.  "If that's the case though... why did we bring so much makeup and hair spray. "

The two shared a good laugh as they continued to spread out their stuff. 

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Back downstairs in the living room, Tony and Malik were having a similiar discussion. 

"Damn good thing you and Mom have been divorced for a few years," Malik sarcastically chided his Father.  "Because if she found out you were shacked up with two women.. two freakin' white women at the beach.. you could bet your alimony payments would shoot through the roof. "

"Yep," the elder Caldwell shook his head up and down and smiled, knowing his Son was right. 

"The daughter's kind of hot," Malik grinned out of nowhere. 

"Uh.. huh," Tony's expression seemed to reply.  

"Yeah.. she is pretty.. but I think that's the last road you need to think about going down.... they are plenty of available girls down there on the beach and in the clubs this weekend.. let's just play this cool... O. K?" Tony calmly offered. 

"Yep.. you're probably right Dad.. I think I'll head down to some of those clubs tonight after we get settled and maybe check out some of those options," Malik laughed back to his Father. 

"You do that," Tony replied.  "Just remember we got that fishing charter early in the morning.. and I'm not scouring the beach or the local drunk tank looking for you... go out and have a good time.. just dont get into any trouble. "

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Within an hour and a half of everyone settling in and gaining their bearings, all four individuals in the house had each found their little niche in how to spend the rest of the evening. 

Still weak from her major surgery months earlier, Roxanne Ingle had retired to the privacy of her bedroom to do a little light reading before going to sleep. 

Tony Caldwell had also found his way to the comfort of his bed.  Always one to be plagued by taking his job home with him, eventhough he was hundreds of miles away on a weekend vacation, Tony found himself staying up late surveying several sales reports he had brought with him. 

His son Malik, ever the social animal, had splashed on some cologne, deposited his fake ID into his breast pocket and headed out to survey what the Myrtle Beach nightlife had to offer. 

Tina Ingle, on the other hand, had made a quick trip down to the market on the corner and got some basic grocieries before making herself a huge bowl of microwave popcorn, planning on just watching TV for an hour or so before turning in as well. 

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It was a little after 10:30 that Friday night when Tony Caldwell was fighting off the first real assault the sandman was making on him when he heard a door down the hallway open and a pair of ginger footsteps drift up the corridor. 

"Must be Roxanne going to the bathroom," Tony thought to himself just before his guess was confirmed by the sound of the bathroom door across from his bedroom broke the steady silence. 

Looking up from the jumbled black print of his sales report to rest his drowsy eyes, Tony waited until the sound of the bathroom door opened again to lower his gaze back down to his reading material. 

"Hey.. can't sleep?" he heard a tired female voice ask from the doorway. 

Looking up, Tony instantly saw an equally drowsy Roxanne standing there in a pink housecoat. 

"Yeah.. reading a few of these sales reports I brought with me.. makes a great cure for insomnia," Tony quipped. 

"Give me one to read.. I could use it," Roxanne retorted, standing in the center of the hallway.  "This surgery I had a few months back.. its healing real good but the pain does flare up some at night. "

"Yeah... when folks get old like us.. its hard to fall asleep when you want to anymore," Tony smiled, bringing a hearty chuckle to each of their chests. 

"You work with Brent.. right.. isn't that how you said you know the Stallworths," Roxanne casually asked in a friendly tone, leaning forward slightly until her dark, bottle aided auburn hair was brushing lightly against the bedroom door's frame. 

"Yeah.. Brent and I work in the same place.. I'm in Sales.. he's in Research and Development," Tony politly replied.  "How do you know them?"

"Luann... Brent's wife.. she and I have worked at the same bank for a little over 10 years.. they're really good people," Roxanne answered, leaning forward just slightly and placing her hands against the edge of the doorway to support her tired weight.  "I bet they're each gonna get a real good laugh when they discover our mixup this weekend. "

Again the two shared a casual, heartfelt laugh. 

Before Roxanne and Tony knew it, a half hour's worth of casual conversation had passed between the two as they discussed their families, careers, the weather and the reasons why each felt like they needed the weekend getaway.  As the course of the conversation wore on, Roxane was more than a little shocked when it registered in her head that she had inched her way all the inside of Tony's room and was standing mere feet from the bottom of his bed. 

Still holding her right hand across her chest in a subconscious attempt to keep her housecoat closed, Roxanne was close enough now that she could smell the faint residue of Tony's aftershave.  

Standing pensivly at the foot of the bed, Roxanne couldn't help but notice a very long scar along the side of Tony's right leg as well. 

"That's a pretty rough looking scar Tony," Roxanne said admiringly, in a tone of fellowship that only those who had been through major surgery could understand.  

"Yeah.... ," Tony beamed proudly.  "An old football injury from high school.. they went in there twice while I was a teenager and once about 5 years ago to clean out some scar tissure... the first two.. when I had it done.. it was the old fashioned way where they had to rip you whole leg open.. left quite a mark huh. "

"Yep," Roxanne quickly replied.  "I know what you mean... I can only imagine what my kidney scar would look like if I had it done 20 years ago. 

"Let me see it," Tony brazenly asked, just like he was a wartime veteren that wanted to compare battle scars with another old soldier. 

"Oh.. sure.. why not," Roxanne cautiously agreed, surprised at the degree to which she had become sucked into the interaction with Tony Caldwell. 

Carefully lifting her left arm up into the air so she could raise her nightshirt up slightly to show off the visible remnants of her ordeal, Roxanne turned her side towards the man on the bed and leaned forward so he could see it. 

"YIPES," Tony sharply replied.  "Now that's some major stuff.. I mean when they went into my knee they just reattached some ligaments... they literally took a part of you out.... how is your sister doing with the new kidney?"

"Fine.. everything's going smoothly.. I'll tell you though... everytime I see her its weird thinking there's a part of me living inside of her. 

"Yeah.. I can imagine that's a pretty strange feeling," Tony smiled back from his reclined position on the two large and fluffy pillows cushioning his back. 

"Damn.... " Tony thought to himself as he outwardly carried on the polite conversation with Roxanne.....  "The way she's holding her shirt up like that.. you can see the whole outline of her tit!"

Laying there on the bed with all the external poise of a grown man but all the internal giddyness of a horny teenager as he slyly studied the outline of Roxanne's left breast, Tony filled with brilliant mix of relief and disappointment when the woman at the foot of the bed dropped her nightshirt back down. 

It wasn't until Roxanne had resumed her previous position of fidgeting with her housecoat that she noticed the visible ridge that had pushed up the front of Tony's shorts. 

"That's just the way his shorts are riding up," Roxanne somehow tried convincing herself. 

Doing her best to ignore the obvious presense of the man's budding erection, Roxanne darted her gaze upwards and did her best to return Tony's kind and hearty smile as she desperatly tried to find a way to politely head back to her room. 


Crossed Wires...Crossed Boundaries Ch. 1



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Even before Roxanne had decided to go through with the surgery for her Sister's transplant, her relationship with her husband, Chet, had drifted into a realm of mutual friendship and companionship, rather than anything vaguly passionate.  In the year or so leading up to the surgery, Roxanne and Chet had only shared the occassional romp, and even then, it more more out of duty and unspoken routine rather from any real spark. 

As Roxanne went through the pain and post recovery after the surgery, Chet had not so much as touched her sexually for over four months.  He wouldn't even acknowledge it when Roxanne tried to bring it up.  

"He's just afraid he'll hurt you and besides...  its normal for people's sex drive to lessen as they get near their 50's," Roxanne's rational voice hypothesized. 

"I think he's having an affair.. he's a man.. he had to be getting it from somewhere," Roxanne's less rational but instinctual voice often chimed in. 

"But they're aren't all the other tell-tale signs of an affair," Roxanne would often reassure herself as week after week of uneventful sleep passed between the two. 

Temporarily lost in her self questioning haze of confused need and desire, as she outwardly tried carrying on the continuing conversation with Tony, Roxanne hadn't realized she had inched all the way towards the foot of the bed until she felt her knees gently collide with the bottom edge of the mattress. 

"You can sit down there if you want.. Roxanne...  I'm sure your exhausted from the long drive up," she heard the man on the bed politely offer through the fog of her internal rambling. 

"Thank you," Roxanne tried to cheerily reply as she carefully turned her body sideways and demurly sat on the firm bedding. 

It was the first time she had done anything, including carrying on a conversation, with a man on a bed in almost a half a year. 

Roxanne's first reaction when she sat down on the bed was one of great relief.  Eventhough her recovery from surgery was going reasonably well, she still tired easily and was thankful to give her sore knees and aching back a rest. 

Rubbing her bare feet tentativly across the soft bedroom carpet, Roxanne realized at the same time that Tony did, that they had reached the first awkward, dead part of their conversation. 

"So.... ," Roxanne nervously began before swallowing her tongue when she saw how close her knee was to Tony's extended leg. 

Again a sustained silence descended upon the two as the brushing sound of Roxanne's foot on the floor filled the empty void of sound. 

"So... Roxanne... " Tony soberly started after nearly a minute of quiet, with all the vocal seriousness of a man testifying before God... "Are you prepared to go through with this?"

Roxanne Ingle could manage nothing but a blank and open mouthed stare in return. 

"How could you have not seen this coming?" Roxanne found herself internally asking.  "You've been talking to him like a curious and needy school girl for nearly an hour and now here you are sitting on the bed with him... what are you thinking..... get up.... get... go..... "

"So Roxanne.. look at me.. have you ever cheated before?" Tony quizzed again, basking strangly in the married woman's confused malaise. 

".. No... ," Roxanne mewed weakly in response. 

Again, a hushed silence permiated the room as Tony intently sized the seated woman up and down. 

"Your Daughter's downstairs Roxanne... you might want to get up and close the door if we're gonna do this," Tony calmly insinuated with his voice and his eyes. 

Roxanne sat there on the edge of the bed for several moments as Tony's succienct words hung in the air.  Then, with all the exhubarance of a possessed puppet, Roxanne rose back to her feet and slowly moved across the floor, making the daunting eight foot trek to Tony's bedroom door. 

Barely making a sound as she twisted the knob shut, Roxanne freezed momentarily with her back to Tony, trying to somehow fathom and comprehend what she was about to do. 

Her mind now a wasteland of jumbled confusion, Roxanne's body buzzed as if a school of angry locusts had taken hold of her internal organs.  Slowly she turned and bowed her head before gracefully dragging her bare feet across the carpet, making her way back towards the bed, and her inevitable fate, where Tony's was waiting with his right hand extended..... 

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After gracefully pulling the dumbstruck married woman onto the bed beside him, Tony crouched up on his side and allowed Roxanne to lay flat on her back.  Trying his best to be as cautious and gentle with the recovering woman as he could, Tony adeptly lowered his lips into the crease of Roxanne's neck, kissing her sensitive flesh time after time until the short hairs of his mustache was causing the breathless woman to wince and tremble each time Tony slithered his oral caress lower. 

Roxanne's bleary eyes were fixated by the way Tony's dark fingers looked as he slid them down her porcelon white skin.  Feeling his mouth inch down the right side of her frozen body, Roxanne felt her resistance melt with each swath Tony made with his curious tongue. 

A deep, gutteral "AAHHH" was all Roxanne could manage as Tony's heated advances drifted down her side, over her naked waist, then steadily down her right leg. 

Bending his right knee down to the floor until he had assumed a somewhat stable position on the floor to the side of Roxanne's reclined body, Tony patiently kissed his way down Roxanne's thigh and calf until he came to her petite right foot. 

"Ahh.. Ahh.. I'm... ticklish... " Roxanne gurgled helplessly as Tony took her ankle and arch into his vicelike grip. 

Sensing her feet were now in an inescapable snare, Roxanne raised her head slightly and looked down the length of her body at the black man's face at the bottom of the bed.  Her already stunned gaze turned to one of complete amazement when she saw Tony open his mouth and start to, one by one, deliberatly kiss her tingling toes.  

"MMMPPHH," Roxanne yelped frantically as he right knee lurched into the air each time Tony's teeth and lips grazed across yet another digit. 

Feeling her right foot become steadily bathed in Tony's rich saliva, Roxanne felt the last remnants of her will give way with the same intensity of an iceburg breaking away from a huge polar cap. 

Grinding her body rythemicly on top of the mattress, Roxanne's entire being filled with a visceral sense of desperation and lust as the elegant black man removed his mouth from her drenched right foot and prepared to do the same to her left. 

Fighting the lump in her throat when she looked down and saw Tony's mouth drift off her now soaked left foot and start working its way up her left leg, Roxanne somehow found the breath to ask a question. 

"Is this the first time you've ever done this with a married woman?"

"Why do you think I'm divorced now," Tony wryly responded. 

Lifting his feet off the floor as he lugged his weight back up on the bed beside Roxanne, this time Tony decided to bracket his thighs across the married woman's prone body as she shivered below. 

Tony's dark, fiery eyes had taken on a glassy starved look by the time he positioned his kneeling frame like an arch across Roxanne's torso.  Locking his large fingertips into the elastic band of Roxanne's flannel pajama bottoms, Tony kept his gaze fixated on Roxanne's dazed expression, waiting for her to somehow return his seething stare. 

"Raise your behind Roxanne.. come on.. lift up that ass," Tony demanded with a soulful sterness that Roxanne had never quite heard from a man before. 

Clenching his eager hands around the top of Roxanne's pajamas, Tony gleamed wickedly when he saw the married woman attempt to force her hips off the mattress so he could easily begin removing her undergarment. 

Inch by inch, Roxanne Inlge's pussy came into clear view as Tony rolled the flannel shorts all the way down her thin, trembling legs until he was able to flex his elbow at just the right angle to unsheath them from her feet and toss them harmlessly to the floor. 

"OHH.. YEAH," Tony groaned magically as he soaked in the arousing sight of the 47 year old woman's exposed vagina. 

"How.... how long has it been.. since you've had sex... Tony?" Roxanne found herself inexlicably asking as the divorced man's weight pressed down on top of her waist. 

"About six weeks.. give or take," Tony answered honestly. 

"Damn," Roxanne rolled her eyes and let out an embarrassed laugh.  "I'm married and I've sitll had to wait longer than that. "

Feeling a desperate need to reach up and touch the warm flesh of the man crouched above her, Roxanne extended her hands up towards Tony's midrift, trying in vain to clumsily reach for the now throbbing erecton that was straining the front of his gray cotton shorts. 

Seeing the unabashed way Roxanne's nipples were poking through her nightshirt, Tony reached his hands down on top of the married woman's chest and tightly squeezed at her ample bosom.  Feeling Roxanne's heart beat rapidly underneath her jiggling, womanly swells, Tony felt an inescapable desire welling inside of him to completly undress the woman between his legs. 

Keeping his weight perched securly on top of Roxanne's thighs, never breaking his visual connection with the swooning woman below, Tony leaned back slightly and took the bottom of Roxanne's nightshirt into his hand before carefully guiding it up the length of her squirming torso. 

"Raise your shoulders and your head Roxanne," Tony's piercing gaze seemed to demand as he inched the pink teeshirt over Roxanne's head and finally off each of her goosepimpled arms, leaving the happily married woman laying beneath him, completly disrobed. 


His knees pressed firmly into the mattress to each side of Roxanne's bare legs, Tony balled the last remnants of the prone woman's clothing in his large black hands as he patiently soaked in the full breadth of Roxanne's nudity. 

Deciding he was finally ready to move in for the kill, Tony tossed Roxanne's pink nightshirt to the floor, right beside her already discarded pajama bottoms and scooted his weight higher up Roxanne's naked chest.  

His arousal burning hotter each time he saw Roxanne try taking a deep breath underneath him, Tony felt his sagging balls tingle each time the married woman's chest heaved up and down below.  Looking down at the way his cock was shamelessly poking out of the front of his gymshorts, Tony cracked a wide, wolflike grin when he saw the clumsily, almost helpless, way Roxanne's trembling fingers were grasping for the jutting manhood that was pointing straight at her face through his cotten shorts. 

Each time Roxanne came close to touching it, Tony would swivel his pelvis backwards slightly, causing the frustratingly aroused woman to just miss the front of his crotch with her jittery white fingertips. 

Compressing his thighs firmly against Roxanne's midrift, Tony lowered his hands down to the bottom of his own shirt and quickly slipped it up his chest and off his shoulders.  Tossing it aside, Tony brimmed with appreciation as Roxanne instinctivly licked her lips from the sight of his bare chest coming into view. 

"Glad I've got that free gym membership through the company," Tony thought to himself with delight, thankful that his 43 year old body had held up as well as it had. 

"You've never seen a black man naked before.. have you Roxanne?" Tony groaned softly. 

"No," Roxanne's dark brown eyes seemed to reply, before she clenched them each ashamedly shut. 

"Do you want to see me naked.. Roxanne?" Tony asked suggestivly, this time grinding his crotch forward as the prone woman tried latching her hands on to the growing member twitching behind his shorts. 

Scooting his crotch across the top of Roxanne's heaving chest, Tony took wicked delight in the way Roxanne continuously missed grasping his prick until its still sheated head was crudely bouncing against the bottom of her lipstick smeared chin. 

"You want to see my big black dick don't you.. you want to see it.. from the way your fingers are trembling... you want to touch it.. and Roxanne.... from the way the spit is covering your lips.. I bet you want to taste it too," Tony grinned down with lewd confidence. 

Digging his fingers into the elastic waistband of his shorts, Tony raised up just slightly, giving himself enough room to roll his gray sweatshorts down far enough that he could remove his churning genitals. 

Lowering his shorts with brooding, calculating patience, Tony first exposed his coal black patch of densly intertangled pubic hair before dropping the waistband even further.  With a mighty tug, Tony worked the top of his shorts over the straining appendage of flesh inside, causing his dick to swing free, slicing back and forth several times through the air, bringing a wam breeze, as well as casting a rather imposing shadow, across Roxanne's flushed cheeks. 

Watching Roxanne's slitted eyes slowly flower open at the sight of his revealed manhood, Tony immediatly cupped his heavy balls in his hand as he cockily bounced his prick in front of Roxanne's stunned but fixated face. 

"OOOOHHH.. MMYYY," the white woman gurgled weakly as her sexually hypnotized eyes followed Tony's rigidly swinging girth. 

Allowing Roxanne to stare longingly at his pulsing virility for several moments, Tony lurched his hips forward until his entire meaty shaft stabbed at the side of Roxanne's cheek. 

"Kiss it," Tony ordered as he gently rocked side to side, causing his vieny cock to smack repeatedly against Roxanne's smooth and wet lips. 

"Yeah... dont worry Roxanne.. you'll get plenty of time to go down on that thing... but right now.. I want to fuck you," Tony cryptically hummed as lowered himself off the right side of Roxanne's chest before slipping his shorts and underwear off and dropping them onto the floor. 

Easing his mouth right up to the side of Roxanne's head, Tony seductivly blew into her beet red right ear.  

"I don't want to hurt you.. I promise baby.. I'll take it easy on you," Tony soulfully whispered as he slipped his right leg underneath Roxanne's, in effect jacking her glowing vaginal target off the mattress slightly so he would have a clear path to enter her. 

"I don't... I don't want you to.. I don't want you to take it easy on me Tony.. I want you to fuck me with everything you have... I want you to make me.....  feel like a woman again," Roxanne hoarsly begged as she dipped her manicured nails into her vagina, speading it apart for the first man besides her husband ever to fuck her. 

>From his parallel position beside Roxanne, Tony guided his hips forward until his raging manhood slipped between the alleyway of the married woman's parted thighs.  Gyrating his pelvis with several short twists until he was at just the right angle, a spastic, muttering gasp escaped each of their lips when the fist-like head of Tony's penis smacked roughly into the entrance of Roxanne's steaming and hairy fissure. 

Piercing his massive erection into Roxanne's bubbling pussy, Tony watched as every muscle in Roxanne's still healing body tensed rigidly. 

"Relax Baby.. I'm gonna go slow," Tony reassured despite the fact Roxanne had begged him to give her all he could.  "Don't want you to bite off more than you can chew.. just yet. "

"Are you ready for me to go deeper?" Tony coolly asked as he held the base of his cock in place, like a missle ready to fire inside the married woman's greasy slit.  

"YES," Roxanne blindly mewed as she grabbed at the sagging titties bouncing across her chest. 

"Then here it is," Tony groaned back, lunging his hips forward until another two inches of his blunt, 8 and a half inch, endowment disappeared inside Roxanne's boiling depths. 

"Jesus.. Shit.. ," the married woman half cried and half grimaced, her whole body shuddering under what she knew would be the most taxing sexual event of her life. 

Dropping his left hand on top of Roxanne's dark auburn hair, Tony gently massaged her scalp at the same time his right hand held his cock in place, using it as a guide to force yet another inch of his boaring tool into the writhing woman's gaping crevice. 


".... OHHH.... DEAR GOD... OHHHHH.... GO DEEPER.. PLEEEEZZZZZZ," Roxanne haughtily choked, working her ass awkwardly up and down off the mattress as she tried to meet the black man's virile push. 

His cock burrowed deep enough inside of Roxanne now that he didn't need to steady it by its base, Tony eased his right hand off the shaft and guided it up her flaming crotch, over her spasming belly and mashed his fingers around the ripe swells of her lovely white breasts. 

"Nice.. nice.. nice," Tony groaned approvingly as he left the red traces of his indeliable fingerprints on the entire landscape of each of Roxanne's tits. 

After a few minutes of rough fondling, Tony lowered his hand back down to Roxanne's crotch and slid his index finger directly on top of her raised clitoris. 

A now constant stream of 'oohhs" and "ahhs' roared from Roxanne's throat as Tony steadily feed the length and width of his punching manhood in and out of her molten quim. 

"You like how I feel inside of you Roxanne... you ever dreamed of what it would feel like to have a black man inside of you.... your husband aint ever fucked you this deep before.. has he?" Tony, now luridly frothing at the mouth, interrogated the shrieking married woman. 

Each time Tony asked Roxanne another pointed question, he would tap down with the insistant pressure of his fingertip on her exposed clitoris, causing a massive wave of electrical energy to pulse through her entire quaking body. 

"OHHH.. GOODD... YYEESS," Roxanne helplessly gulped each time Tony touched her clit. 

"I can make her cum anytime I want," Tony sighed confidentally to himself as he lavished in the sight of Roxanne's tears of glee streaming down her already sweat stained cheeks. 

"You wanna cum.. Roxanne.. Huh.. you wanna feel your pussy explode while there's a jackhammer inside of it," Tony hissed manically, speeding up the cunt plowing viscosity of his pelvic thrusts. 

"YYY.. YYY.. YYEESSSSSS," Roxanne cried out, as if her entire body and soul had been mortally wounded by Tony's sexual dominance.  "PLEASE LET ME CUM!"

"Then cum then," Tony crudely barked, as the non stop sounds of the bedsprings rattling underneath was only blotted out by the fleshy impact of Tony's crotch incessantly slamming into Roxanne's. 

"AAAAAHHHHHH....  AAAHHHH....  SSSHHHHHHH... SSHHIITTTTTTTT..  MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMAAAHHHHHHHHHAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMM," Roxanne babbled incoherantly as Tony clamped his left hand over her mouth to keep the unbridled sounds of her release from echoing through the house, and downstairs to her daughter watching TV. 

"Please cum for me.. Tony.. please.. please cum for me," Roxanne begged as she slowly came down from her high, desperate to feel the black man's liqoud release cool the flaming and buttery pit that her pussy had become. 

"HMM.. ," Tony mockingly laughed in return.  "Don't worry Baby.. I'm gonna cum inside of you... But I am gonna get you off at least one more time before I do.. you're gonna have to work a little for my nut Roxanne... just lay back there and collect yourself.. catch your breath.. then I'm rolling you over and putting you up on all fours...... "

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Meanwhile... downstairs............ 

Part 2 coming soon.. thanks for taking the time to read..... 



Crossed Wires...Crossed Boundaries Ch. 2



Sometime during Barbara Walters' incessant babbling during the episode of 20/20 she was halfheartedly watching and the start of the 11 o'clock news, Tina Ingle had dozed off with a half eaten bowl of popcorn resting periously on her lap.

Around 45 minutes into her impromptu nap, Tina was stirred awake by the sounds of voices in the condo's front yard. Opening her bleary eyes slowly, Tina sat the bowl of tettering popcorn on the coffee table and had to spend a moment or two to remind herself where exactly she was, feeling the usual sense of displacment one feels when one wakes up in a strange place for the very first time.

"Ought to drag your behind up to bed," Tina yawned before hearing the same group of voices that had originally woke her moments earlier.

"Damn Drunks," Tina cringed as she dragged her bare feet across the floor, hearing the sounds of who she thought were the next door neighbors yelling back and forth outside. "Guess you better get use to it girl if your gonna be going off to college in a few weeks." 

Getting to the foot of the steps, Tina looked over her shoulder at the front door as the intensity of the voices outside continued to escalate.

"Why don't you at least steal a peek outside to see what our neighbors for the weekend look like before you drag yourself upstairs," Tina convinced herself.

Turning away from the stairs, Tina made a staggering beeline towards the front of the condo, before easing up behind the curtain so she could pull it back slightly and see what was going on in the front yard.

Carefully nudging aside the curtain to steal a glance outside, Tina instantly saw that it wasn't the neighbors that had been causing the fuss after all.

"That's Malik," Tina mouthed, seeing the youngest of the two Caldwells standing on the bottom step of the front porch, arguing with an rather animated young girl.

The woman seemed to be about the same age as Tina and Malik, 18 or 19, and it was obvious from the skanked up way she was dressed that Malik had met her at one of the beachside bars. Even in the dim light, Tina could tell the girl had dressed herself up to look like one of the way too many Jennifer Lopez wannabees that dominated the nightlife of seemingly every town in America.

>From the gyst of what Tina could discern from the conversation, she had correctly guessed that the girl had originally agreed to take Malik up on his invitation to come back to his place from the club, but once the girl had arrived, she had suddenly developed cold feet and wanted Malik to take her back to her friends at the club.

Malik was in the process of alternatly trying to convince the girl that he had lured that far to make the final short walk inside with him and then calling her a "Bitch" and a "Dicktease" when she again rebuked his advances. 

Tina felt an internal twinge of voyeuristic guilt as she watched that cycle play out several more times before the girl finally flashed her middle finger at Malik and told him to "FUCK OFF!!"

Tina's eyes widened and her heart began to race inside her chest as the heated dialouge outside boiled over.

"FUCK YOU TOO," Malik immediatly yelled back, grabbing his crotch obscenely and gesturing towards the young girl as she turned and tried the best she could to hurry away drunkenly on her high heels. "Yeah Bitch..go back to that bar...you aint gonna find anything as good as this when you get there!"

Quickly scooting her still half asleep feet away from the window and into the kitchen when she saw Malik turn to walk up the stairs and into the house, Tina took several deep breaths as she poured herself a glass of water to relieve her suddenly parched throat.

Right in the middle of the first sip, Tina's entire body was jolted by the sound of Malik frustratingly slamming the front door shut before he walked by the kitchen's entrance and disappeared into the living room.

"Maybe I can just slip by him...go upstairs and go to bed," Tina cringed to herself as she tightly squeezed the glass in her hand.

Walking like a tentative child out of the kitchen, Tina tried her best to tiptoe her way towards the stairs before Malik's icey hot stare caught her at the bottom step.

"You still up?" he asked from the sofa.

"Y..Ye..Yeah...," Tina stuttered nervously. "I was just about to head up to sleep though...Me and Mom want to get an early start tomorrow...I left some popcorn there on the coffe table if you want."

"Thanks," Malik sighed blankly to Tina's peace offering. "Has Dad gone to bed already?"

"Yeah..I think so," Tina replied, her right foot still perched on the bottom step. "He went upstairs a few minutes after I got back from getting a couple of things at the grociery store...said he wanted to get a good nights sleep for your fishing charter in the morning."

"Anything on TV?" Malik asked, before shoving a handfull of popcorn into his mouth.

"No...I don't think so..they dont even get cable here..just the local antenna stations," Tina answered, trying her best not to sound as flustered as she felt.

"Well..I guess I'll be.....," Tina started before she noticed her opened purse was sitting on the floor, at the far end of the sofa.

Before she knew it, Tina felt something deeply engrained within her pysche click and an overwhelming need to retrieve her belongings before she went to bed crept into her conscience.

"I don't think he'd steal anything out of it," Tina's rational sensabilities told her eventhough her bare feet were already skimming across the floor, over to the far side of the couch to scoop up her things.

"Excuse me," Tina politly mumbled as she briefly blocked Malik's view of the televison.

Taking a quick seat on the opposite end of the sofa from Malik, Tina could immediatly feel the vibes of frustration still exuding from the 18 year old boy's pores as she made sure everything she needed was inside her purse.

Malik stole several glances to his left as Tina sat there, watching with lurid curiousity at her tanned thighs tightly pressed together as she riffled through her possessions.

There was twinkle of clear understanding in Malik's eyes, knowing full well what Tina Ingle was up to. Eighteen years of being a black person in the South had fully prepared Malik for what he was witnessing.

"I still wouldn't mind fucking her though," he laughed to himself, despite his growing annoyance.

"So..you're gonna start college this Fall huh," Malik casually asked, still sizing up the unsuspecting girl to his left as he tried to engage her in conversation.

"Yeah...yeah..the University of Georgia...in Athens, "Tina mumbled, still trying to inventory the contents of her purse.

"I know where it is Tina..I've lived in Georgia my whole life....Hopefully about a year from now I'll be headed the same way," Malik said, tongue in cheek.

"We're both 18," Tina remarked feeling the inherant need to say something in kind." Did you start school a year late?"

"No..it wasn't that," Malik replied, not taking question personally. "Its a long story.....So...Is that where your boyfriend goes to school..Georgia?"

"No...he goes to school down in Atlanta...Georgia State," Tina answered back, feeling a tinge of uneasiness as to where the conversation was headed.

"Oh," Malik simply added. "So...do you plan on doing a lot of partying your Freshman year?"

"I guess," Tina tentativly replied. "Dont know how much I can get away with though..Mom and Dad came down pretty tough on my two older sisters when they got into trouble their first years...I've probably got a pretty short leash."

Her fidgety vibe put at ease slightly after a few minutes worth of mundane small talk with Malik, Tina began scooting her hips forward on the couch, trying to lift up her tired weight so she could drag herself up to bed.

Before she could raise herself to her feet however, Tina's extremities went completly numb when she inadvertantly stole a glance to her right and saw the way Malik was lazily tapping and pawing at his crotch through his baggy demin jeans.

"EW....That's ....disgusting," Tina groaned to herself, feeling her stomach turn from Malik's crass gesture.

"That's just what guys do Tina," She rationally scolded herself. "Baseball players do it all the time on national TV..Guy's are just crude like that."

Still, Tina was so stunned and repulsed by the accidental glance, her behind continued to stay perched on the edge of the sofa.

Eventhough he didn't outwardly say anything, or even show he knew what had grappled Tina's attention, Malik felt his insides tingle as he leaned back confidentally in his seat.

"Remember what Dad said..there are plenty of other places on the beach to get some pussy this weekend," Malik's inner voice distantly scolded as he delighted in the way Tina was squirming on the far end of the sofa. "But the Bitch is checking me out when I'm not looking....I just know it...and the way my balls are burning...I've got to bust a nut."

Malik thought for a moment of going upstairs to the privacy of the bathroom to relieve the pressure that was building inside of his inflamed genitals but he decided instead to sit on the sofa for a little while longer and allow his growing lust to blossom further.

Catching Tina's peeking stare once more out of the corner of his eye, Malik smirked ever so slightly, knowing she would turn away before he could catch her in the act. The whole time the game of "cat and mouse" was going on however, Malik could feel his cock hardening substancially inside his pants.

"You said you were getting ready to go to bed," Malik smiled casually, reminding the teenage girl to his left, in a roundabout way, that she was still sitting on the sofa beside him.

"...Yeah..I'd better," Tina mumbled, still unable to motivate her locked knees to stand up.

Silence filled the living room for several moments as each stared blankly at the Drew Carey re-run on television. Malik sat in his reclined position on one end of the couch, his right hand still resting lazily on top of his now bulging crotch while Tina stayed on her side, crouched restlessly and ringing her hands together, with her purse still on her lap, as she tried to muster the fortitude to stand up, rush past Malik and head to the safety of her upstairs bedroom.

Clearly sensing the vibe of fear and intrigue exuding from Tina's pores, Malik gradually flexed out his fingers until he was able to palm his entire crotch in his hand. Massaging his manhood through his pants, Malik rolled and prodded his growing girth until its entire cylinder shaped mass was outlined against his right thigh.

Tilting his face towards Tina, Malik was finally able to lock eyes with the seemingly paralysed young woman. Immediatly seeing the intense way Tina's eyes focused of his throbbing, but still clothed cock, Malik rolled his tongue around his mouth before grinning wickedly and whispering, "I thought so."

"You wanna see what it looks like ...for real....huh...the way you're staring at it Tina..it looks like your starving inside for a taste?" Malik interrogated.

No answer was forthcoming from Tina's mouth, only a slight hiccup of breath and a long and arduous gasp as she tried to fathom what she was seeing.

"I bet your boyfriend doesn't got anything quite like this...does he?" Malik taunted as he continued to roll his cock between his fingers, allowing every inch and vieny contour of it to resonate in Tina's eyes. "Look at it all you want girl..yeah..go ahead and bite your lip as hard as you can to keep from drowling...how warm are you getting inside wanting me to pull it out?"

Locking his excruciatingly hot gaze on Tina's trembling frame, the hundreds of fantasies he had stored since he entered puberty all came rushing back as he taunted Tina Ingle with the view of the rigid, clublike appendage between his legs.

Eventhough Malik had fucked quite a few of the "Wigger" white wannabe black girls that he knew from school, to actually have an honest to goodness white bread rich girl sitting opposite on the sofa from him, staring openly at his crotch as if her eyes were on the verge of popping out of their sockets, brought a fiery sense of cocksure confidence to Malik's brimming libido. 

"Just sit there staring Tina..just watch me slowly rip this zipper down, fish my hand in there and pull out that big thing hiding inside," Malik softly sighed as he positioned his fingertips around the the top of his zipper.

Tina sat there in a petrified daze as Malik's wrist disappeared inside the fly of his pants.

"N..nnn..nnnooo," Tina mumbled incoherantly as she watched the black boy beside her suggestivly stir his hand inside the crotch of his jeans until his forearm tensed and a gleaming smile spread across his entire face.

"UMM..HUMMM," Malik groaned in return as he raised his right arm upwards, exposing the head and upper shaft of his 9 and a half inch cock in the dimlight of the beach house's living room.

"There it is Tina," Malik cooed soulfully, rolling his long black fingers sensuously back and forth over his removed monster, causing it to swing back and forth like a dancing snake on top of his lap.

Tracing his fingertips around the maze of rigid and inflamed viens that lined his coal black appendage, Malik heartily laughed to himself as he watched a nervous red rash spread across Tina's tanned neck and chest.

Guiding his thumb up to the top of his arching stalk, Malik took special care in pinching apart the folds of his glistening peehole to show Tina the traces of his pasty precum.

"I'm gonna cum one way or the other Tina...either I'm gonna jack this thing off myself while you sit there like a scared kitten on the other side of the couch...or...you're gonna drag your preppy white ass over here..you're gonna bend down and you're gonna suck my nut out yourself," Malik offered firmly, as he continued to taunt Tina with the glaring shaft of his huge dark penis.

"You want to suck it..don't you...you've been leering at my crotch ever since you sat down beside me...how bad is that burn in your stomach Tina...do you need something to put it out..or are you just..too..scared?" Malik crudely huffed.

"I'm not scared," Tina desperatly wanted to cry but her tongue was still paralysed.

"Yes you are..you're scared shitless," Tina inner voice chimed in from out of nowhere. "And you know what..you can't do a damn thing about it..he's sill sitting there blocking the only way out."

Either some primal survival instinct or her pure, untapped and unsconscious lust tripped internally and before Tina even realized she had, her body slowly erected from the modified fetal position she had been seated and she started inching to her right, just like the scared kitten Malik had compared her to.

The glaring black stud watched as Tina's trembling thighs scooted to the right, first across the far sofa cushion she was seated on, then the middle one before finally the weight of her encroachment caused the cushion Malik was reclined on to tilt slightly underneath him.

Sensing Tina was close enough to touch, Malik slipped his left arm behind Tina's head, flarred his hand open before tightly wrapping his fingers into the back of the young girl's thick brown hair.

"UUHHHH," Tina tensed instantly when she felt Malik tighten his grip on the back of her skull.

"Now get your head down there and put your mouth to work," Malik grunted, tilting his raging beheamouth to the left until his seething, bull like cock's single eye was staring straight at Tina. "Open that mouth Tina....and be the White Slut you've always wanted to be!"

Only the sound of the two's scattered breaths filled the spacious living room as Malik clicked the tv remote off with his free hand.

"I want to hear the wet sound of your tongue and lips sliding up and down on my cock Tina," Malik huskily whispered. "And I want that same sound to stay inside your head for the rest of your life." 

Slipping his right hand down the length of his jutting appendage, Malik flexed his fingers around the base to hold it steady as he forced Tina's head all the way down to his crotch.

"Nothing else matters in your life right now Slut... than swallowing as much of my jock into your mouth as you can," Malik forcefully demanded.

A burgeoning sense of overwhelming power coursed through every fiber of Malik's tingling body as he watched the helpless way Tina parted her tiny lips, forced open her reluctant mouth as far as she could and closed it around the rock solid piece of black onyx that throbbed mightily from Malik's teenage loins.

"MMMPPHH..MMMYYEEAAHH," the 18 year old boy sighed proudly, smiling wickedly from ear to ear as the sounds of Tina's choking and gurgling on his prick filter through the downstairs room. 

Malik could tell Tina wasn't very experienced at giving blowjobs from the tentative way she pressed her cheeks and lips together around his cock. 

"I bet she ain't done this more than two or three times," Malik guessed correctly as he massaged the base of his dick, causing it to jump angrily inside Tina's gorged mouth. 

"I bet I can give the Bitch plenty of chance to get good at it though," Malik thought wryly. "Right now though...all I really want to do is splash some jizz straight down her pretty little throat....watch her lick off what's left...and then see how she acts around me for the rest of the Goddamn weekend."

"That's right Bitch...yeahhhh..suck that cock...you've been staring at it all night..I just loved your expression earlier when you and your Mom walked through the door and realized you two weren't gonna be alone all weekend.....never thought it was gonna end up like this...or did you?" Malik laughed.

Malik's words caused Tina to blush even more as she fought desperatly to keep her neck muscles tensed so she could keep her mouth tightly encassed around the black kid's prick.

"Damn..I swear I can smell her jizz boiling out of her pussy," Malik gleamed to himself. "And those small tits of hers..damn..they're pressing right into my thigh..I think she's really starting to get into this..I wonder if she'll want to fuck me after I shot all this cum down her throat?"

Feeling his sperm start to sizzle out of the reservoir of his testicles, Malik leaned down and whispered into Tina's ear.

"This is gonna be messy girl.....real fucking messy ....and you better swallow every last drop of it....ya ready?"

Malik didn't wait for an answer to his gruff, rhetorical question as he raised his athletic hips off the sofa and started grinding his groin nastily against Tina's beet red face.

With a cruel and hearty growl, Malik finally began to flood Tina's tonsils with his boiling, milky seed. Continuing to sandwich the young girl's face between his groin and his pressing left hand, Malik selfishly expended every bit of semen that had been welling inside of his sagging balls until the raspy, strained sounds of Tina trying to swallow the potent load buzzed erotically inside his head.

"AAHHYYEEAAHHHBITCH...TAKE IT ALL!" Malik wildly barked, humping his crotch up and down against Tina's mouth until tiny bubbles of cum slurped out of the circumfrance of her stuffed and leaking mouth.

"Damn...she's all hot now," Malik noted as he continued to empty his balls. " I can definatly smell her cunt now and just fucking look at the way her throat is churning up and down trying to get all that mess down..she's really starting to get into it....I bet when I pull the Bitch's head back and let her catch her breath..she'll be ready to jump up in my lap and fuck me some more with that pussy of hers."

For the first time during the process of seducing Tina, Malik had been wrong about his instincts. After re-tightening his grip around the back of Tina's brown wavy hair to pull her face away from his crotch, Malik lavishly fixated on the way his still squirming penis was expelled from Tina's gaping mouth, and the copious amounts of jism that saturated her puffy lips and roughed up chin.




Crossed Wires...Crossed Boundaries Ch. 2



Before he had got the words, "So you wanna climb up on top of me and get your pussy fucked," out of his mouth, the young girl had clumsily lept to her feet, tripped over Malik's outstretched legs as she tried to slip by him before scurrying quickly up the stairs with her hands firmly covering her soiled mouth.

"Damn," he groaned dejectedly.

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Recklessly bounding up the steps, Tina fought galantly not to swallow, disgusted by the thought of yet another syrupy dose of Malik's savage lust slipping into her belly. Tina's heart sunk when she reached the top of the stairs and saw that the bathroom door was closed.

Delirious from the itchy sensation of Malik's rich seed starting to crust on her skin, Tina first inclination was to make a mad dash for the safety of her bedroom.

"You've got to get that stuff off Tina," her inner voiced raged.

Gazing down the hall to see her Mother's bedroom door was open, Tina took a series of deep breaths, trying to calm herself when she realized it was her Mother in the bathroom. 

"Its dark in the hall..mom wont see..all..this..stuff..on me," Tina prayed as she motivated her feet to move.

Creeping up the five or so feet to the closed bathroom door, Tina was prepared to wait her turn until she swore she could hear the sound of faint sobs coming from the other side.

"M...M...Mom," Tina whispered, consciously trying not to disturb Tony in the other bedroom.

"...Tina," Roxanne's voice rose from inside the bathroom after an extended silence.

"Are you OK..Mom..I thought I heard you...crying ...in there?" Tina asked, for the moment forgetting about her own travails.

"...Ye..yeah..honey..just collecting myself...my...my...my back is kind of acting up..that's all..just from the long car ride probably," Roxanne lied in a voice that filled Tina with a strange unease.

Before Tina Ingle had a chance to brace herself for what was about to happen next, her Mother wedged open the door, giving her daughter just enough room to enter.

Feeling the vivid bathroom light immediatly blind her eyes, Tina forgot about the visible evidence of how she had spent the previous 15 minutes as her equally disheveled Mom looked on in stunned disbelief.

The instant the twos' eyes locked, it was clear to each that the other had just endured a life altering event.

An unfathonable silence shrouded the Ingle women for several moments as each sized up the tell tale signs of sex on the other. From the bruising hickeys on Roxanne's neck and shoulders to the shiny traces of cooling cum that dotted Tina's chin, chest and smeared teeshirt.

"No," each of them mouthed to the other several times before something instinctual switched on simultaniously inside each of their pysches, in some primal mother and daughter stream of conscious, causing Tina and Roxanne's gaze to shift across the hall, at the very same moment, to the sight of Tony Caldwell smiling satisfiedly on the jumbled sheets of his bed......

Part 3 on the way.........

Thanks for reading........ 



Crossed Wires...Crossed Boundaries Ch. 3



It sounded as if a surreal, but silent, sonic boom had ripped through the upstairs hallway of the beachhouse as the triangle of souls stared anxiously at each other.

Feeling like a cold fist had punched her in the stomach, Tina was finally able to put two and two together as she matched the all-knowing smile on Tony Caldwell's animated face to the dishevled state her Mother was currently in. 

Her greasy, cum covered chin heaving up and down silently, Tina found that her tongue was still too paralysed to work as the chilling reality of what had happened between Roxanne and Tony sunk in.

Staring aimlessly at the older Caldwell laying on the bed, Tina cringed and fought desperatly to swallow the taste of Malik's seminal residue from her mouth as the image of Tony stroking his glistening black prick back to hardness filled her senses.

"Damn... Mom....how...could...you?" Tina harrowed eyes questioned as she shifted her gaze back to her Roxanne, only to be left colder by the bleak, defenseless expession on her Mother's gaunt face.

"I....couldn't say...no," Roxanne whispered with honest weakness to her Daughter. 

"...And from the looks of things Tina....you couldn't either," Roxanne seemed to silently add with a pained nod.

Mother and Daughter stared face to face for several moments, locked in a world of silent wavering between denial and acceptance as Tony Caldwell continued to look on from his bedroom, massaging his manhood back to its full endowment.

By the time Tony had got his penis complelty aroused again, he could tell from the two womens' strained and glazed expression that a momentus decision had been made, with barely a word being spoken between them.

Gently tracing his fingers up and down the underside of his now rigid and pulsing cock, Tony watched in awe as Roxanne reached out for her Daughter, taking Tina gently by the arm and carefully turning the 18 year old's trembling frame towards the entrance of the elder Caldwell's bedroom.

Both womens' heads were bowed in shame, each knowing their bodies and their untapped lust had betrayed everything moral and right they had ever adhered to.

As if Roxanne and Tina's actions were playing out in slow motion in front of him, Tony watched as Roxanne reassuringly patted her youngest Daughter on the back in an attempt to quell a series of hiccupping sobs before guiding Tina across the threshold of his bedroom and into his proverbial waiting arms.

Once Tina was safely inside the door, Roxanne bowed her head once again and turned it to the side before taking two steps back. She could still feel her loins burning madly from the fucking she had received minutes earlier and now Roxanne filled with an eerie and undefinable sense of admiration knowing her Daughter was about to experience the same.

Closing the door behind Tina with a gentle tug, Roxanne went numb when the darkness of the hallway once again enveloped her. 

"What have I just done?" she mumbled helplessly. "And what do I do...now?"

Roxanne's first instinct in answering the second question was the waiting presense of her opened bedroom door, at the far end of the hall.

"How in the Hell are you going to go in there...lay down and try to go to sleep after what just happened," she internally moaned before rejecting that idea.

"You can go back into the bathroom and cry some more," a second voice offered. 

"...Or...,"

Roxanne's head turned to her right and she gazed over to the flight of stairs that led down to the first floor of the beachhouse.

"You know what's down there Roxanne..its why Tina came upstairs in the condition she was in," Roxanne rationally understood as she stared at the drop of the stairway as if it were the mouth of a dark and hungry monster waiting to injest her. "Once you take that first step down.....you know there isn't any turning back."

In her darkened surroundings, Roxanne couldn't get the awful image of Tina's cum stained face, when they met moments earlier in the bathroom, out of her mind. "I never thought... she'd...do something like that..I never thought she would be capable....."

"You never thought you would either," Roxanne disgustedly admitted as she slowly descended the steps.

Roxanne's back throbbed and her knees ached mightily with each downward step she took until she could finally see Malik's dozing frame laying on the sofa, in the same position with his left foot resting on the coffee table, as when Tina darted away from him minutes earlier.

Reaching the last step before the landing, Roxanne felt a squirming mixture of scalding heat and freezing cold grip her spine as she stood to the right of the hulking boy.

"Don't wake him up Roxanne..don't even breathe ...just turn around..go back upstairs and go to bed," she soberly begged, sounding exactly the same as Tina had earlier before she too gave into her most carnal of temptations.

"Oh God..don't look Roxanne..his fly is still open..and his hand...his hand is right there on top of his crotch," Roxanne moaned as she embarrassingly fixated on the very thing that had brought her downstairs in the first place.

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Tony pushed his hands into the mattress below as he slid his back up the length of the bed, sitting up expectantly as Roxanne closed her Daughter up in the bedroom with him.

"Damn," Tony whispered to himself as he filled with an overwhelming sense of dumb luck.

"I've had what...5 or 6 steady fucks since the divorce and a couple of one night deals sprinkled in between...and most of those were so damn dull I can barely even remember names..and now here I am at this beachhouse... on a male bonding trip with my Son and what the fuck happens..I'm getting ready to fuck a woman and her Daughter on the same Goddamn night..definatly some crazy crazy shit!" Tony thought wonderously to himself.

Smiling reassuredly at Tina as she cowered in front of the closed bedroom door, Tony leaned forward on the bed and told the petite girl to come to him.

Slowly, almost as if her legs were in molassis, Tina dragged her feet across the bedroom floor.

"God....you're beautiful," Tony admiringly cooed as he watched the not so subtle way Tina fixated on the throbbing beheamouth between his legs.

"What's that on her chin?" Tony wondered as the demure lines of Tina's facial features came into view. "It looks almost like ....cum drying on her chin and neck...could Malik have...?"

It was then it hit Tony Caldwell at the core of his being, just the depth of internal strife Roxanne Ingle must be feeling after the stunning sacrafice she had just made, and the inevitable difficulty she would have to face each time she looked Tina in the eyes from now on.

Shaking his head side to side as he tried to come to grips with the surreal situation, when Tina was finally close enough to reach out and touch, Tony raised his right hand up and grazed his fingers against the soft skin of the teenage girl's upper arm. 

His cock lurching wildly between his parted legs, Tony locked his gaze on the young girl's unsure face as he savored the exquisite sensation of his meaty endowment repeatedly tapping against Tina's nervously gropping hand.

Holding that pose for several moments as he sat nakedly on the bed in front of the still dressed girl, Tony delicatly rubbed Tina's arms and shoulders as she awkwardly fought to wrap her small left hand around his swaying prick. Nudging his weight slightly forward, Tony bounced his rock solid erection against the underside of Tina's forearm as he dug his steady but eager fingers into the material of Tina's teeshirt.

"Let's get this off," Tony softly whispered up the the 18 year old as he rolled the fabric of Tina's shirt up her back, over her shoulders and finally off of her dizzy head.

"Oh..My," Tony immediatly sighed when Tina's bra clad frame came into view. "Gorgeous...just gorgeous!"

Pressing down gently with his huge hands on Tina's tanned shoulders, Tony subtly clipped his thumbs underneath the straps of her light purple bra and lowered them down to her elbows. Leaving the bra dangling there as he dropped his hands down the contour of Tina's arms, Tony eased his palms around the outer cups of her bra before fervantly massagging the young girl's small, tender breasts.

"MMMMMMMPHAAHHH," Tina moaned helplessly as her grip substancially tightened around Tony's lurching manhood.

Roughly tracing his hands down the length of Tina's flat, golden belly, Tony anxiously dug his fingers around the snap of the girl's shorts as he kept his eyes directly locked onto hers. Wrenching his wrist with brutal effieceny, Tony smiled broadly when the snap finally gave way.

Reaching around Tina's hips with his left hand, Tony lowered the teenage girl's zipper down with his right until his digging hand was safely inside the fly of Tina's undone pants.

"She's been hot for a while down here....but I don't feel any cum yet....I wonder what happened with her and Malik downstairs..did she just blow him and try to swallow it all..why didn't he want to fuck this hot cunt?" Tony internally rambled, trying to guess what had happened between Tina and his Son.

With Tina's periously swaying body directly above him, Tony peeked down to steal a quick glance at what the young girl's small white hand looked like wrapped around his raging black hard on.

"She'll never forget what that feels like," Tony brazenly predicted as he grabbed a handfull of Tina's shorts and adeptly began tugging them down her toned but trembling thighs.

"Must have been wearing a bikini to get that tanline..I wonder if she lays out in her backyard at home..lucky fucking neighbors if they get an eyefull of this.....haha...but she's my bitch for the night," Tony grinned to himself.

"OK...Tina...now step out of those shorts real slow for me and then I'll take those panties off Baby..Is that what you want me to do?" Tony sighed heartily.

Tina simply bit her bottom lip in reply and nodded her head up and down. 

Then I'm gonna take that pretty bra off, put those beautiful young breasts in my mouth.....and then I'm going to fuck you," Tony promised as the teenage girl's face fizzed with a swarming blush as the marble sized buds of her nipples poked noticably through her sheer bra cups.

Bracketing his hands on each of Tina's narrow hips, Tony slipped his fingers underneath the frilly lavender elastic band of her panties and with a starved expression etched across his weathered face, began rolling them down the teenage girl's legs. 

"There..it..is," Tony wickedly gasped out loud, admiring the fury patch of light brown pubic hair that concealed Tina's vaginal fleece.

Working Tina's underwear all the way down to her knees, Tony held his hands firmly on the young girl's hips to hold her steady as he ordered her to step out of her panties.

Tony's dick throbbed painfully as he stole a peek at the insides of Tina's glowing pink pussy each time she lifted a foot off the floor to step out of her lacy purple undergarment.

Inhaling deeply, Tony soaked in the sensuous aroma of feminine arousal that was permiating his bedroom as Tina dropped her moist panties into a rolled heap on the floor.

"Goddamn this is goinna be unbelievable," Tony said magically, imagining vividly how his black dick was going to look sawing in and out of the tight inviting target between the young white girl's shaky legs.

"Now the bra," Tony soberly nodded as he guided his hand through the wave of heat bubbling out from Tina's sex and eased it up her chest, towards the lavender bra that was dangling from her arms.

Slipping his large, meaty fingers around the single hook on front of the bra, Tony carefully twisted his hands until the sound of the snap coming loose echoed through the room.

"Yes," they both moaned in unison as the tension of Tina's frilly undergarment was finally released allowing it to trail quietly down to the floor, directly beside her arousal soaked panties.

"MMMHHUMMM," Tony groaned ecstatically, just like his son moments earlier, every fantasy he had catalouged since hitting puberty rushing back as Tina stood before him, her naked essense completly revealed.

Not wanting to wait a minute longer to satiate his painful erection, Tony savagly wrapped his hands around the back of Tina's hips and dug his fingertips into the flesh of her behind, in the process lifting her up off the floor and dropping her trembling mass across his legs so that her belly was nudged against his hot and throbbing slab of manhood.

Lifting his hands up the length of Tina's bare back, Tony pulled her towards him until her demure, swaying titties were rubbing against his dark, muscular chest.

"That's the most fucking erotic thing I've ever seen," Tony blathered honestly when he looked down and saw the way Tina's round areolas and budding pink nipples were grinding back and forth inside his curly chest hair.

"Oh My God...I could almost cum right now," Tony moaned to himself, mentally trying to tighten his soon to be flooded balls until he could at least get his cock inside of the young girl's cunt.

"Here we go," Tony grunted gently up to Tina as he raised his thighs into the air, jacking the girl's weight up just enough so that he could angle his jutting spear underneath her in an attempt to finally slide it in.

"GODDAMN...I haven't a woman's pussy snip at my cock like this since I fooled around with the girls back in high school..she really wants this bad," Tony reflectivly thought to himself as he lowered Tina Ingle's soupy vagina down on top of his raging girth.

"Did...did you just...make love ...to my Mom," Tina asked with a meek, almost tender weakness, knowing the answer but for some reason needing to hear it for herself to make it real.

"Yes," Tony calmly replied. "Yes I did..just like I'm getting ready to do to you."

Tina's eyes instantly slammed shut and her body weight slumped in surrender when Tony's stingingly honest answer seeped into her ears.

Using his right hand to position his cock at just the neccassary angle, Tony felt his adrenaline start to rush as he watched the way every muscle inside of Tina's lithe body shuttered when the first few inches of his dick disappeared inside of her.

Keeping his left hand tightly cinched against Tina's waist for support, Tony kept his eyes fixated on every subtle movement of the young girl's pretty face or jiggling spasm of her small but pert breasts.

"I had to be gentle with Roxanne with her surgery and all," Tony reflected, " But I think Tina can take everything I want to give her..she might cry like a baby a couple of times but I think she can handle anything I'm gonna dish out to her...Yep..she's gonna get the full fuckin' treatment!"

"And if she gets too loud...fuck it..let the Goddamn neighbors wonder what's going on over here...I'd love to see thier faces in the morning when we all walk out of the front door..bet they'll shit," Tony thought joyously to himself as he slowly grinded his hips off the mattress to build up a rythem inside of Tina's gorged cunt.

"Oh Yeah..she's tighter than her Mom...way tighter...but look at the way she's shaking on top of me...almost identical to the way Roxanne did...bet both of them haven't been fucked more than 5 times between them in the past year," Tony internally thought.

"UUMM...YYEEAHHH....OHHH FUCK YEAH," he bristled out loud, brimming with confidence as the girl's fiery crotch melted against his black granite stalk.

Desperate to have his release, Tony knew he couldn't keep his cock inside of Tina's vaginal vice for long without eventually losing control. Before his sperm had even began boiling up from his balls however, the writhing teenage girl straddling his midrift whiplashed her head and shoulders back and gave into a brutal release of her own as Tony's massive dick relentlessly drilled upwards inside of her womb.

"I use to have to fuck my wife for thirty minutes before she even thought about cumming...Damn..these Bitches are easy," Tony hummed thoughtfully as he enjoyed Tina's spastic display. "She looks like something out of the fuckin' Exorcist and her pussy feels like a fist wrapped around my dick!"

Gripping his hands around Tina's waist to help her slowly come down from her unsettling orgasm, when Tony was sure he couldn't bleed another ounce of energy from her genitals he gently slide onto his side and deposited Tina's limp body flat on her back.

Spreading the girl's sweaty, golden tanned legs apart, Tony climbed up on his knees and took a dominate sexual position above the woozy young woman.

"Now I get mine," Tony leaned down face to face with the spent girl and whispered into her ear with a mixture sexual hunger and testosterone induced desperation.

Having kept his cock embedded inside of Tina's pussy for several minutes while she was on top of him, it made it a little easier for Tony as he tried to slid his prick inside of her once he had mounted a second time.

"Here we go," Tony moaned excitedly as he pressed his pelvis straight down, causing Tina's mouth to unhinge open, allowing a gutteral moan of vaginal saturation to bleed from her lungs.

"YYYYEEESSS," she gulped weakly as she dug her soft fingertips into the black man's sweaty back.

Sensing completly the power he held over the young girl by the way his well over 200 pound body repeatedly crashed into Tina's barely 100 pound frame, Tony lowered his mouth against the tender pale flesh of Tina's neck as his hips pistoned wildly on top of her splayed crotch.

"Is this what you want me to do to you?" Tony grunted into Tina's beet red ear as the head of his cock found the back wall of her cervix.

"YESSSS," Tina gurgled back, the constant stream of her tortured breath flowing across Tony Caldwell's chest as he pumped his body ruthlessly on top of hers.

"You've got a deliciously tight pussy little girl," Tony brazenly sighed. "Its gonna get a workout this weekend though...you know what.....you're gonna feel like a woman by the time you and your Mom head back home to your Daddy."

"MMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAHHHHHHHH," Tina groaned incoherantly as Tony's stabbing girth touched places she had never dreamed existed inside of her.

Tony could feel his chest wetten with the sweat and tears of Tina's excruciating joy as she helplessly pressed her face against his pounding heart.

"OOH..GOD..OHH..GOD..OHHHH..GODDDDDDD...I'M GONNA CUM AGAINNNNNN," Tina frantically babbled, less than two minutes after Tony had re-entered her.

"SHIT," Tony moaned out loud, wanting desperatly to make his inital orgasm simultanious to Tina's next one.

Slowing his fuckmotions, Tony pulled back until only the head of his cock was still inside of Tina's snatch. Holding it there for several moments, teasing her clit and vaginal lips gently with his shiny black fingers until Tina was able to ease back from the precipise of release, Tony finally pressed forward and resumed his brutal tempo inside of the now frantic young girl.

Tony was forced to repeat that process several more times with Tina until he finally felt his testicles tightening, signaling that he was ready to shoot his searing wad deep inside of the girl that was squeeling underneath him.

"YYYYYEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHIITT....YYYYEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS," Tony growled noisly as he ground his chest against Tina's, causing the small rivers of sweat that were rippling over her breasts and down her belly to saturate the dark hair of his chest. 

Mashing his crotch into Tina foaming cunt with one mighty thrust after another, sending what seemed like a weeks worth of stored up jism into her inexperienced cunt, Tony felt his body start to glow as the shivering teenage girl complelty wrapped her arms and legs around his pistoning frame.

"That's as deep as anybody will ever fuck you Baby..everytime for the rest of your life that somebody gets a crack at that beautiful pussy of yours ....I want you to think about me and how my cock feels right where it is right now," Tony hissed into Tina's ear, causing her to squeeze him even tighter.




Crossed Wires...Crossed Boundaries Ch. 3



By the time he had deposited his entire nut inside of Tina, Tony couldn't help but think it looked just like boiling custard on his cock as he pulled it free from Tina's choking pink slit.

Rubbing his huge black hand down the half limp length of his manhood, Tony smeared the creamy residue that had attached itself to his prick and dropped it lewdly down on the now gaping entrance of Tina's vagina.

"What am I going to do with her next?" Tony pondered as he watched the way the lovely girl underneath him tettered on the verge of passing out from exhaustion.......

Part 4 coming soon.....



Crossed Wires...Crossed Boundaries Ch. 4



Roxanne swore she could hear the faint sounds of mattress springs grinding upstairs just as she descended the final step into the living room.

"You're just hearing things," an inner voice soothingly lied.

"You know exactly what's about to happen up there," a truthful voice quickly reminded.

Ringing her hands together as she approached the sleeping black teenager from the side, Roxanne kicked herself for not having her glasses, worried she would trip over something and wake him up.

Now less than 6 feet away from Malik's sleeping frame, Roxanne held her breath as she listened to the boy's light snoring.

Several moments passed in frozen animation there in the living room before Malik suddenly lurched in shock.

"UUHHHHH," he groaned, his voice sounding like the report of a rifle when he realized someone's shadowy presense was beside him.

Roxanne nearly jumped out of her skin as well when she saw Malik's body rise off the sofa.

Malik's first thought was that Tina had returned to take him up on the crude offer he had made moments earlier.

By the time he realized he was wrong, and he and Roxanne had settled down enough to see who was there, Malik locked his dark and drowsy eyes on Roxanne's petite, quivering frame and tried to apologize for startling her.

Looking down after a few tense moments to see his still opened fly, Malik gracefully lifted his right hand and covered the front of his pants as he waited for Roxanne to make the next move.

"She's probably just down to get a drink of water.....Good thing she didn't stumble down here a few minutes ago while her daughter was next to me giving me a blowjob," Malik thought to himself as he felt his deflated cock start to harden at the sheer thought of that possibility.

There was an electric buzz in the room as the two stared plaintiffly at each other.

"She's not down here to get any water," a strange omnipitant voice inside of Malik's head chirped out of nowhere. "Just look at the way she's staring at your hand over your crotch..just like her Daughter did a few minutes ago."

Robotically dipping his right hand into his fly once again, Malik used his left hand to undo the snap of his jeans as he sized up the visibly shaken woman to his right.

Not having a clue Roxanne had already fucked his Father or what was about to happen between Tina and Tony upstairs, Malik slipped his entire hand inside of his pants and flexed his fingers around his stirring endowment.

Even in the dim light of the living room, Malik's sleepy eyes could clearly discern Roxanne Ingle's unsteady state. Watching the way each of her legs shook noticably underneath her pink housecoat as she fixated on the crotch of his pants, Malik chalked it up to a combination of the older woman's discomfort in that type of situation combined most likely with the after effects of her recent surgery.

"Come over here," Malik mumbled as he lifted his arm upwards to remove his penis.

"Is this what you are down here looking for?" he lewdly asked as his large black, half inflated snake flopped free.

"Come on over for a closer look ....Roxanne," Malik continued, feeling a little wierd calling a woman that much older than him by her first name. 

"Your legs look shot..why not scoot up to me and get down on your knees for a closer look," Malik offered, still amazed at the alluring power he held over the married white woman as she inched closer and tentativly worked her way into a kneeling position beside his right leg.

Looking like a mesmerized shell of herself, Roxanne bit her lower lip to ward off the aching pain in her legs as she carefully bent down and took her place at the side of the leering young man.

"Yeah," Malik groaned cockily as the older woman slowly crouched down beside him.

"She's easing up to the thing like she ain't never sucked a dick before...just like her daughter did," Malik internally noted as he watched the way Roxanne's eyes followed his bobbing cock.

"Kiss it till it gets all the way hard Lady....don't be scared of it...just open up those pretty pink lips of yours and give it a nice kiss..then swallow it...I wanna feel it grow all the way hard inside your mouth," Malik softly snarled down to Roxanne.

Brimming with confidence as the frail woman placed her steady hand against his thigh to prop herself up, Malik watched as Roxanne parted her trembling lips and pressed them up to his vieny girth.

"MMM...YEAH," Malik moaned softly, tilting his head backwards as enjoyed the way the nervous older woman slowly coated his cock with her clear saliva.

"Look at that shit smearing all over her cheeks and chin," Malik marvaled as he slowly shifted his ass on the sofa cushions, trying to work down his pants at the same time Roxanne tried to muster the courage to put his dick into her mouth.

With his jeans finally down around his ankles, Malik reached over with his right hand and patted Roxanne on the top of the head as if she were an obediant dog tettering beside him.

Feeling his dick continue to grow against the older woman's wet lips and soft chin, Malik felt his head start to swim as the submissive mother of three flexed her lips all the way apart in an attempt to suck it before it got too big to try.

Malik then reclined his back against the cushions behind him and savored the woman's tentative blowjob for the better part of five minutes. He took special delight in the way his blunt cock caused Roxanne's cheeks to bulge obscenly each time it grazed the inside of her mouth as well as the choking grunt she made each time his dick touched the back of her throat.

"This is great," Malik mumbled to himself. " But I've gotten a blowjob already tonight..I want some pussy...some married white pussy."

Knowing his initial edge had been taken off by the blowjob Tina had given him earlier in the evening, Malik knew he could sit there and watch Roxanne slob on his knob for as long as he wanted without cumming again. Sensing he had complete and utter control over the woman however, Malik decided he wanted to see what it would look like for his big black dick to slide deep inside of her.

Wrapping his right hand around the back of Roxanne's neck, Malik pulled her head backwards until his spit covered cock plopped free from her stretched lips.

"Good job Bitch," Malik huskily groaned his approval to Roxanne. "But I'll tell you what I really want to do..that's to bust my nut deep inside that tight cunt of yours." 

Edging forward on the sofa so he could pull his shirt over his head, once he was completly naked, he placed his warm hands on each of Roxanne's shoulders and pressed her to the floor with unbridled ease.

Pulling Roxanne's night shirt apart with his right hand as he bent down on top of her weakened body, Malik tugged at his rigid cock with his left as he positioned himself between her quivering legs.

Every frame from every demented fantasy he had stored since puberty, from his teachers, to women he would seen on the street or on tv, all came flooding back to Malik as he crawled his bare knees across the carpet towards Roxanne. Forcing her thighs apart with the strength of his forward weight, Malik watched the woman's panty clad crotch spread apart and the wetspot in the middle of it slowly grow in front of his eyes.

Loving the way his heavy girth felt tapping at Roxanne's soft thighs and waist, Malik was sure he could sense her behind lurching off the floor subtly, begging him silently to roll down her panties.

"You want me to fuck you..don't you?" Malik sighed.

"...Yes," Roxanne whispered in shame as her head swayed side to side.

Working his strong hands down to Roxanne's crotch, Malik patiently held them there for several moments as he committed the carnal vision to memory. After taking a deep breath, Malik pressed his fingers all the way forward in preparation of answering nature's lurid calling.

"OHHH," Roxanne swallowed when she felt Malik's rugged fingertips collide with her flesh.

"Lift your ass up a little so I can get these panties off," Malik ordered, just the same way his father had to her minutes earlier.

An instant later, Roxanne felt her behind gravitate off the carpet and the soft silk material of her underwear quickly drift down her thighs.

"Damn," she heard Malik groan approvingly when her pussy came into view. 

Not daring to open her eyes, for fear she would drown in shame at the way she had completly submitted to the 18 year old on top of her, Roxanne wallowed in her self imposed darkness as Malik brazenly undressed her.

Once he had discarded her panties, Roxanne could feel the black boy's eager fingers roam over every inch of her prone body until he had positioned the fingers of his left hand across the steaming fissure of her vagina and the fingers of his right firmly on the top of her belly.

"That pussy is sure flowering out Roxanne...how bad do you want my dick in it?" Malik hissed lewdly.

"P....Pl...Please...Please....fu...fuck...me," Roxanne stuttered in reply, her head swiveling on her neck as if she were drunk.

"Good..cause that's exactly what I was about to do," Malik devilishly smiled as he took hold of Roxanne's trim thighs and forcefully pushed them apart.

"OOHHH," Roxanne grimaced, knowing exactly what was coming next.

"SSHHIIITT," she shrieked, letting out an extended cough when the massive head of Malik's manhood drilled into the entrance of her already fucked womb.

"GOD....DAMN," Malik belted in return, his adrenaline now seething in his viens as the reality of what he was doing squarly hit home.

Malik was so desperate to feel the sensation of a cunt constricting around his cock that he totally lost sight of Roxanne's delicate physical state as he began mashing his pelvis forward, starting a delirious rythem on top of the older woman's splayed crotch until it looked as if he was literally trying to spear her pussy to the floor with his gorged penile weapon.

The viens in Malik's neck flarred out wildly as the speed of his crotch slamming into Roxanne quickened. Sensing the woman below was only holding on to her sanity by a thread from the breathless hiccups of pained joy burping endlessly from her mouth, Malik grinded his cock up and down and in and out of Roxanne's snatch until it looked as if smoke was rising between their gentials.

"..DAMN....GOD....DAMN," Roxanne moaned helplessly, tearing at the carpet with her fingers as if she were an animal trying to claw through the floor of its cage.

"I'm...I'm...I'm gonna....I'm...I'm gonna..cu...gonna...cu..." Roxanne moaned in a voice no one she knew would recognize as her own.

"What Lady?" Malik savagly asked.

"I'm gonna .....cum," Roxanne coughed, the honesty of her adminition causing her sweaty cheeks to redden even further. 

"Thought so," Malik cockily sneered as he sped his plowing thursts to push Roxanne over the edge. 

"Look at the Bitch squirm like a squeeling pig," Malik thought to himself as he pulled his pelvis back slightly, not wanting to cum just yet. "You already got your nut once with Tina..you got all the endurance you want ...lets make the Bitch earn it."

Leaning back on his knees and rubbing the sweat out of his eyes with his forearm, Malik tapped his swinging balls with his free hand to keep his cock hard as he lavished in the sight of Roxanne slithering in orgasm below.

"Yeah Lady....just lay there and catch your breath...feel my dick down there..its still hard ain't it...I don't care how many times you cum..you still got some work left to do," Malik snarled playfully.

Roxanne's mind and body seemed on fire as she tried to process what Malik meant.

"What..what do..you mean?" Roxanne whispered.

"I mean that I'm gonna get my nut....but you're gonna be the one that does the work for it," Malik taunted.

Reaching down with his right hand, Malik gave his cock a good shake causing Roxanne's entire torso to shake wildly in front of him.

"You're gonna slide you ass across the carpet...down closer to me until my dick is all the way inside your cunt again..then I'm just gonna sit here on my knees while you show me what that pussy of your's can do," Malik soberly instructed.

"...Wha..," Roxanne muttered incoherantly. 

Eventhough she had been having sex for the better part of three decades, Roxanne Ingle had grown accustomed to the age old act of a man mounting a woman, thrusting in and out a couple of times and then shooting his cum when he was ready. What Malik was asking of her was something completly foriegn. After succumbing to orgasm twice that evening already, Roxanne simply didn't know if she had the energy left to do anything other than lay there underneath Malik and wallow in the sensation of his still hard cock teasing her swollen vagina.

"I don't know if..I can," Roxanne started, before going silent when she felt a series of warm tears seep down the side of her face.

Malik didn't answer, he simply wrapped his hands around the married woman's waist and dragged her bare ass towards him on the plush carpet.

"OOOHHH," Roxanne immediatly shrieked, feeling Malik's endowment inject itself into her overly sensitive womb until its fistlike head rammed the back wall of her cervix.

"That's it Roxy," Malik grinned, loving the way the prone woman shuddered upon his full re-entry.

"Now start workin' that pussy Little Lady..its so tight around my joint..you shouldn't have to twist it too hard..just start grinding that crotch of yours up against me until you feel my cum shooting inside you," Malik soothingly cooed.

"Oh my God," Roxanne cried to herself when she finally realized what Malik was suggesting. "I don't even have the energy to stand up right now..much less...much less..to...do..what he's asking."

"Come on Lady...get me off...NOW," Malik quickly added when he sensed Roxanne's unease.

Malik even shocked himself by the crass way he was talking to Roxanne. Eventhough he had frequently used that type of language with sluts his own age, to actually be talking that way to a woman, who if he had met on the street he would have had a difficult time sustaining eye contact enough to say 'Hello", was a strange feeling for the 18 year old hgh school senior.

Still, as he looked down and saw the way the white woman's skiddish pussy was spasming awkwardly against his crotch, Malik knew she was completly under his control.

"That's it Roxanne," Malik hissed approvingly. "But you're gonna have to do more than that...that pussy's wet and all but you need to make a little friction..you better start flailing those legs out a little each time you try to hump me."

"UUMMMRRGGAAHHH," Roxanne gurgled, squirming her aching back on the carpet as the piercing pain of Malik's stabbing girth, and stabbing words, caused fireworks to explode behind the black screen of her closed eyelids each time she lurched forward.

Extending her feet out as far as she could to each side of Malik's crouched body, Roxanne helplessly lunged her small ass off the floor, trying her best to create enough suction with her vagina that it felt like a mouth around the stud's black prick. 

"OHH...FUCK...YEAH," Malik sighed loudly, amazed at the sight of Roxanne's legs flailing out to each side like white butterfly wings.

"I can feel that now..damn right..and I bet you can feel that too...go ahead..keep your eyes closed Lady..but mine are wide open and they are lovin' the way that pink hairy cunt of your's looks like wrapped around my dick."

"UUMMM," Roxanne groaned again, this time slitting her eyes open slightly to see the hazy outline of Malik's dark frame towering above.

Roxanne's petite breasts quivered wildly across her chest as she continuosly bucked her behind off the floor.

"GODDD...I can't take much more of this," she squeeled out at the same instant her arms went limp to each side.

"That's good Baby," Malik leaned forward and replied, in the process forcing his entire girth to dig into Roxanne's pussy as far as it could go.

"DDDAAMMNN," Roxanne cringed back, her vagina so sensitive now to its pilaging invader that she could feel every vien and contour of it as it speared deeply inside of her, including its flarred peehole that threatened another impending orgasm.

Malik was so overcome by the dememted display of lust that Roxanne had succumb to that he was willing to just kneel there in front of her for the rest of the night to see what kind of erotic torture he could put her through. He could tell by looking at the older woman's face however that she was on the verge of physical collapse from her attempts to give him the release he so adamantly demanded.

Malik could feel his impending orgasm surging up through his testicles as Roxanne used every last bit of energy in her withered body to flail and flap her cunt against his stabbing groin.

"MMMMMAAAHHH...YYEEAHHHH," the teenager groaned savagly as the first hot, wet jet of his boiling jism infiltrated Roxanne's most private of places.

Completly spent, the older woman's fatigued body finally gave way under the torrid blast of Malik's primal release, feeling his racing cum splash like nuclear pudding against her inflamed womb.

"YEEESS...FUCKKKK!!" Malik belted madly before pressing his full weight down on top of the married woman's collapsed frame, grinding his sweaty chest into her still heaving bosom.

"Oh my God..Oh my God...Oh...my dear sweet Jesus..I can't move," Roxanne disjointedly muttered over and over as the young man ruthlessly transferred the remnants of his lust into her deepest of hiding places. 

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As the roaring rush in each of their ears slowly subsided, Malik and Roxanne felt an unsettling and eerie calm sweep through their bodies as the stone cold silence of the living room gradually enveloped them.

"What happens now?" each thought simultaniously, neither knowing quite what to do after such a brutal display of insatiable need.

Drained completly, Roxanne rested on her back, shivering each time Malik exhaled on top of her. Squinting up at the lathered teenager that rested in a spent heap between her legs, Roxanne initially thought she was hallucinating when she gazed over his shoulder and saw the hazy white outline of something too graphic to fathom descending the steps.

"Its just got to be the sweat stinging your eyes," Roxanne tried convincing herself, as the vibrations of heavy footsteps coming downstairs caused the carpet against her back to bristle.

"Oh...Oh....God...NO," Roxanne mouthed, causing Malik to twist his muscular torso around to see what the older woman was staring, mouth agape, at.

An instant gasp of lurid admiration gurgled from Malik's insides when he processed the image of his Father carrying Tiny Ingle's naked body down the steps, her thin white legs tightly wrapped around Tony Caldwell's back as she nuzzled her ashen face against his bare chest.

"T...T.....T....Tina," Roxanne stuttered silently, feeling her overwhelmed body shudder when Tony deposited her daughter's limp weight down on the floor, less than two feet to her left.......

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Crossed Wires...Crossed Boundaries Ch. 5



Rolling her sweat soaked head to the left, Roxanne could barely make out Tina's naked outline with her bloodshot and boiling eyes... 

"Oh... Tina," Roxanne compassionately tried to moan to her daughter but her throat was simply too dry... 

Between her and her daughter's distended gasps of exhaustion, Roxanne could also hear Malik and Tony talking above, presumably comparing notes after their carnal conquests... 

A rolling thunderclap bristled through Roxanne's belly when the realization set in that the night might not be over... Fighting off the stinging sweat that was blurring her glassy eyes, Roxanne could see the younger of the two men stand up between her still outstretched legs and head for the kitchen... 

"Bring me a glass too," Tony told him... "And make it a big one... "

The surreal and silent calm that had settled in the room was finally broken by the sound of two glassfuls of jingling ice cubes and water as Malik returned from the kitchen... 

"Here you go, Dad," Malik smiled as he handed his father a cup... 

Standing directly above the two women, still complexly naked themselves, Malik and Tony turned their water glasses up and doused their thirst with a hearty dose of chilled refreshment as Roxanne and Tina lay famished on the floor... 

Like two Pavlovian Dogs laying on their back, mother and daughter instinctively lurched open their mouths as the sound of the two men drinking above taunted their senses... 

"Looks like they're thirsty Dad," Malik laughed as he wiped the cold dribble of water residue from his chin... 

"Guess we ought to share some... they've both worked kind of hard tonight," Tony thoughtfully replied... 

In one synchrinized gesture, Malik and Tony toasted their water glasses together before turning them upside down and allowing a leaking trail of splashing fluid to fall on top of the two women... Both men immediatly felt the cold liquod splash against their feet as the refreshment they were pouring down cascaded on top fo the women's bodies and exploded out in every direction... 

"Look at that," Malik sighed, watching with delight as Tina and Roxanne flexed their mouths open like two famished sluts, desperatly trying to injest the falling water... 

Both men could also see a rash of goosebumps welling across each of the women's now glistening torso as the ice cold liquod inundated their skin... 

"Bitches' were thirsty," Tony cracked as he stood with his son over top of the prone mother and daughter... "Get us a few ice cubes out of your glass Malik... we could really quench them off... "

Fishing a handfull of cubes out of the glass for him and his father, Malik took his place between Tina's parted legs at the same time Tony crouched down in front of Roxanne... The two men smiled at each other before simultaneously lowering the chunks of ice against the two women's feet... 

"OHH... AAAAHHH," Roxanne blurted out first when she felt Tony glide his cube of ice along the bottom of her bare right foot... 

"SHI... AHH," Tina immediately followed when Malik did the same to the arch of her tiny foot... 

"EEWWAAAHHHH," both women jointly muttered as the two black men teasingly rolled the ice cubes over their feet, up their calves, across their thighs and onto their shivering bellies... 

"My damn cube's 'bout shot... better toss me another one," Tony gleamed to his son as he reached over and took the replacement so he could continue his lurid, freezing journey up Roxanne's quivering body... 

Before the two men were through, each woman looked as if they had been bathed in frigid early morning dew from head to toe... 

"Look at those titties shake," Tony smiled wondrously as he grabbed Roxanne's right breast in his hand and crudely shook it back and forth... 

"DAMN," Malik grinned at the sight of his father's manipulation of Roxanne's tits... "Yeah Dad... and look down here at the little girl's thighs... look at all those goosebumps around her hairy pussy... "

"Think they got another fuck left in them," Malik wondered out loud as he reached down and fondled his stirring cock... 

"Don't matter if they do," Tony cracked back... "If we are... then they are... "

Casting aside each of their used ice cubes, Tony and Malik stood back up to wipe off their hands before moving in for the final time of the night... 

Stepping up to Tina on the right, Malik took his heavy balls in his huge right hand and started pinching them between his fingers until his virile behemoth started to swell over top of the 18-year-old's breathless body... 

Taking his place to his son's left, Tony did the same between Roxanne's parted feet, tapping his manhood roughly with his fingers until it began curving up towards the ceiling... 

"Damn Yeah," Malik laughed, alternating his gaze between Roxanne and Tina's face as he prodded himself back to full erection... 

The flesh on flesh sound of the two men masturbating their cocks filled the otherwise silent room as the two Ingle women looked up from their exhaustedly helpless position on the floor... Each man seemed 10 feet tall to Roxanne and Tina as the shadow of their presence completely shrouded both of them in darkness... 

Tina, whose vision was slightly better than her Mom's, could clearly see Malik and Tony spitting down into their hands for lubrication as they each powerfully tugged at their genitalia above... 

"They're gonna do it to us again," Tina and Roxanne seemed to telepathically understand as each hypnotically followed the pair of swinging cocks three and a half feet above their eyes... 

Roxanne and Tina visibly flinched when they sensed the men move closer... 

"Here it comes," Roxanne gulped internally when she felt the weight of Tony's knee creep down on the carpet beside her waist and then the unmistakable feel of his crotch's heat on top of her chest... 

Feeling the gust of air that rippled off his dick each time he jacked it off in his hand, Roxanne inexplicably found herself lurching her shoulders off the floor as if she wanted to taste Tony's cock inside her mouth again... 

Dropping down on top of Tina a few moments after his father had done the same to Roxanne, Malik swung his cock like a mighty pendulum above the white girl's transfixed brown eyes until it had completely re-hardened... Rolling his fingers vigorously around its mushroom shaped head, Malik lowered his left hand down on top of Tina's chest and roughly pawed at her shamelessly erect, hot pink nipples until the girl's back was wildly spasming off the floor... 

"Good... they're ready," Tony noted to his son as he carefully eased his own raging hardon closer to Roxanne's waiting mouth... 

In unison, the two men tilted their crotches all the way forward until each of their ample manhoods were tapping at Roxanne and Tina's cum-crusted cheeks and chin... 

"Come on... there it is Bitch... suck it," Tony gritted his teeth down to Roxanne as he rubbed the bottom of his thighs across the woman's small but quivering tits... 

Holding his cock by its treetrunk like base, Tony bounced it crudely across the older woman's ovaled lips until a meaty echo filled the air... 

"You OK over there," Tony coyly asked his son... 

"Just fine," Malik replied before arching his pelvis forward and slamming his groin against Tina's mortified face... 

"MMMPPHH," each woman bellowed when their mouths once again filled with the fluid laced girth of the two men's penises... 

"OHHH... YEAH," Tony and Malik sighed back and forth, each cupping their hands around the two women's breasts, massagging them roughly as they seesawed their cocks in and out of Roxanne and Tina's mouth... 

"Who's the better fuck, Dad?" Malik casually asked... 

"I don't know," Tony lost himself in thought... "The girl's got a danm tight pussy... and just look at how fucking adorable she is... but I think her Mom has been repressing her whorish tendancies for so long that she can be made into quite a slut under the right conditions... Who do you think is, Malik?"

"I couldn't get Tina to fuck me... I blew my first load in her mouth and she went and ran upstairs when I offered her a chance to get on my lap and ride it... "

Father and Son continued their lurid conversation for the next fifteen minutes as they continued to feed their virile lengths to the two helplessly sucking women on the floor... 

"You said you ain't had a crack at the girl's pussy yet, Malik," Tony grinned... "Then let's get them up off the floor and put them on that sofa behind us... I wouldn't mind hitting Roxanne's cunt one more time either... we'll give them a little something extra to think about when they try to go out and walk around tomorrow... "

Mother and Daughter were in no shape to resist as Malik and Tony eased up and grabbed each of them by their shoulders, forcefully but gently pulling them to their feet and leading them over to the large sofa against the room's far wall... 

"Let's get them up on their knees... doggystyle," Tony smiled, desperate to see what it would look like for the two naked white women to be kneeling in wait in front of him... 

"What a fuckin' sight," Malik mouthed, his dark eyes exploding with life at the image of mother and daughter perched side by side on the sofa, their lily white asses raised high in the air in expectation... 

Tony took his place directly behind Roxanne, standing over top of her as he glided his revitalized black manhood up and down the crack of her creamy white ass with his right hand... Sneaking his left hand down to Roxanne's side, Tony grabbed the woman's frail arm and twisted it behind her back until her fingertips were pressed against his straining prick... 

"Wedding Ring... huh," Tony thought to himself, sizing up the beautiful white rock that glimmered vividly on Roxanne's tiny finger... 

Tony couldn't help but think of Roxanne's Husband at that moment and how much he must love the woman who had provided him with such a lovely daughter... Tony even had to fight off a twinge of guilt as he mentally chronicaled what he and his son had put Roxanne and Tina through over the course of the evening... 

"Bet it would just devastate him," Tony lamented eventhough his steely erection continued to throb and bob at the entrance of Roxanne's flarred genitals... 

Closing the married woman's left and completly around his pipethick cock, Tony selfishly savored the wonderful sensation of the diamond ring's cool gold band rolling up and down the superheated flesh of his vieny prick... 

"And I bet he never thought her wedding ring would be doing this when he put it on her finger all those years ago either," Tony laughed to himself as he watched the married woman's vaginal flower continue to bloom open in expectation... 

"Ready Malik," Tony asked his son as each guy patiently nudged his crotch closer to the woman in front of them... 

"Yep," he replied confidentally... "Ready to make them claw this sofa apart... "

Using their sweaty hands to force the two women's asscheeks apart, Tony and Malik angled their cocks forward until they had re-entered Roxanne and Tina's steaming vaginas... 

A collective "URRGGHH" exploded from mother and daughter's mouth when they felt their ripe pussies become violated once again... Side by side on the sofa, both Roxanne and Tina desperatly clutched their fingers into the cushions of the couch as the loud, fleshy thud of Tony and Malik's forward push overtook the room... 

"GOD... DAMN... YES," Malik barked out, ecstatic from the wonderfully tight grip Tina's cunt had around his pilaging manhood... 

"Good stuff huh," Tony smiled to his son... "Think that boyfriend of hers will ever feel the same when he's inside her?"

"That's if she ever lets him fuck her again," Malik cryptically replied... 

After nearly 15 minutes of fucking the two women doggystyle, Tony and Malik correctly sensed that their pussies were shot... 

"Look at that Malik," Tony sighed as he stared down at Roxanne's expended vaginal sheath tightly clinging to his embedded black stalk... "I think their cunts are about wasted... if you still want to bust a nut... you game for trying out their backdoor?"

Malik simply smiled back at his father and said, "That would be really fuckin' wicked... "

"You wanna switch places?" Tony asked... 

"Yeah... why not... you really want to take the gir's anal cherry don't you?" Malik coyly offered... 

"Yep," his Father admitted proudly... "And you know what... I bet you wouldn't mind making Roxanne wince everytime she tries to sit down for the next few days either... " 

Quickly switching spots, Malik took his place behind Roxanne's raised ass while Tony slid up behind the 18 year old's begging anal target... 

"Think we'll need some lube?" Tony asked, knowing the answer was a big 'yes'... 

"I'm pretty sure," Malik heartily replied... "I don't think these girls are exactly experienced in getting it that way... "

"Who's gonna go upstairs and get some vaso... " Tony started before Malik cut him off... 

"Not a problem Dad," he quickly interjected as he looked to his right at Tina's opened purse on the floor and the small jar of vasoline that was partially concealed inside of it... 

"Then hand it over here," Tony beamed hurriedly, feeling the skin of his cock stretch to ungodly proportions as he waited for his son to reach down and grab the lubricant... 

Dropping his fingers first into Tina's jar of Vasoline, Malik saturated his index and middle fingers before handing the container to his father... 

With the contents of the entire jar now resting messily on the two men's hands, Malik and Tony smeared the gooey substance between their digits before coating the length of their cocks for battle... 

"Now we gotta stick some of this greasy shit up those assholes," Malik sighed to his father before sliding his middle finger up and down the crack of Roxanne's ass... 

"GGGEEZZUUSSS... AAAHHHHHH," the older woman barked frantically when she felt the teenager's finger penetrate her anus... 

"Your pussy's shot Roxanne... and I got another nut to bust... and I'm gonna do it straight up your tight behind," Malik unflinchingly scolded... 

"Please... you'll kill me if you do it there... I'm so weak... please... anywhere but there... I'll just... suck it... if you want... " she babbled, pressing her face solidly against the sofa cushions as she felt Malik's vasoline coated finger creep ever deeper inside her rectum... 

"Huh," Malik laughed... "I can get you to suck it anytime... right now I want your ass!"

Watching with pride as his son roughly injected his middle finger in and out of Roxanne's tail, Tony slid his greasy hands forward and did the same inside Tina's raised anus... 

Standing above the two women before the final penetration, Malik and Tony couldn't help but be mesmerized by the sight of Roxanne and Tina shamefully perched on their hands and knees, like two bitches in heat on the sofa, their heads and shoulders grinding side to side in anticipation of the inevitable... 

Stroking his hand up and down the length of his lubricated joint, Tony was the first to push all the way forward, swinging his mighty girth directly for the entrance of Tina Ingle's virgin white asshole... 

"That whole ass is going to be beet red when I'm finished with it," Tony joyfully thought to himself as he watched the yellowish, vasoline smeared head of his black penis crash into the 18 year old girl's tiny browneye... 

"Ready," Malik sighed over to his father as he dug his fingertips into the flesh of Roxanne's asscheeks to pull them apart... 

"Uh... Huh," Tony shook his head up and down... "Let's roll!"

In a matter of moments, a litany of "JESUS CHRIST... MMMMM... AAHHHH... HOLY SHIT" echoed through the room as the two women each belted out primal groans of lurid arousal and pain as father and son snaked their unrelenting invaders deep inside Roxanne and Tina's pilaged asses... 

Almost as if Tony and Malik were playing dueling banjos with mother and daughter's fitfull screams, Tony would first push forward causing Tina to bark out followed immediatly by Malik doing the same to Roxanne... 

"MMMPPHHH... MMMPPHH... AAHH... YEAH," Malik and Tony alternatly groaned, sounding just like two football players in a locker room trying to pysche themselves up before a game... 

"OOOHHHHGGGOODDDDDDD," Roxanne muttered wildly, shooting her hands out to each side of her quivering mass, desperatly trying to find something to hold on to... 

Clutching her right hand around her teenage daughter's shaky shoulder, Roxanne held on to Tina for dear life as the brazen black stud that had control of her entire being ruthlessly plowed her from behind... 

"GODDAMN... MOM... IT HURTS," Tina moaned in return when she felt Roxanne's sweaty grip dig into her shoulder... 

Despite the histarics below, Tony and Malik kept an intense look of purpose etched across their faces as they basked in the perversness of what they were doing... 

"Got it in about as far as it's gonna go," Malik mouthed to his father... 

"Yep... me too," Tony replied as he stared down at his black spear embedded inside of Tina's rectum... "Let's both give it one more good push until our balls start splashing against their cunts... "

"UUUMMPPPPPPPHHAAAAAAAAFFFUUUUCCKKKK," Roxanne shrieked out at the top of her lungs, her face contorting savagly against the sofa cushion in front of her as Malik crashed his groin all the way into her cowering backside... 

"D... D... DAMN," Malik stuttered breathlessly, still unable to quite fathom the intense power he held over the naked and writhing married woman in his clutches... 

"Give it to her good Son... let her know you're back there," Tony beamed, loving the way the two women had completly submitted to their carnal advances... 

"Yeah Bitch... take it all," Tony then barked down to Tina as he buried his fat cock all the way up her strained and gaping rear... "That ass ain't never gonna be the same girl... but your taking it like a champ... Yep... bet your boyfriend would be proud of how well you're taking it up the crack... "

"Bet her Daddy would be too," Malik sarcastically added as Roxanne's skewered ass dangled from his own fiercly humping crotch... 

"MMMAAAHHHMMMMPPHHH," Tina gurgled in return, feeling as if she was on the verge of losing control of every bodily function from the physical assault that was splitting her down the middle... 

Watching the way the greasy glob of vasoline that filled Roxanne's asshole clumped out each time he slowly pulled his glistening manhood to the surface, Malik felt his temples start to throb and his legs start to wobble as the older woman's rectal walls constricted around his cock... 

"DAMN... FUCK... THIS IS TIGHT, " Malik spat down as the moist plopping sound of his carnal act grew louder and louder... 

"I don't think I can take much more of this Dad," Malik huffed, roughly grabbing ahold of Roxanne's behind as he whipped her down the homestretch... 

"I'm about there too," Tony replied... 

Surveying the situation one last time before his genitals exploded, Tony soaked in the sight of Tina and Roxanne writhing like two hellbent shrews on top of the sofa as he and his son's stabbing manhood changed the women's lives forever... 

In the ultimate act of selfish sexual gratification, the two men that had so roughly imposed their will on the bent over and screaming mother and daughter on the couch, Malik and Tony Caldwell exploded in orgasm, sending what potent cum they had left in their massive balls deep into the most private reaches of Roxanne and Tina's burrowed out behinds... 

"YEAH... BITCH... TAKE IT ALL... YEAH... FUCK... SQUEEZE THOSE ASSCHEEKS TOGETHER, "Tony and Malik grimaced in orgasm, buckling each time he felt another wad of scalding jism slip from the peehole of his cock and into the cavern of Tina's burning ass... 




Crossed Wires...Crossed Boundaries Ch. 5



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Two loud and messy sounding plops echoed through the room as Tony and Malik pulled back to inspect the damage... Wincing when their cocks came loose from Roxanne and Tina's anal sheath, they warmed internally from the sight of nothing but a pair of gaping and vasoline smeared craters staring back where the two women's puckered anuses use to be... 

Tony and Malik took several short steps back on their weary legs before taking a much deserved seat on the coffee table behind them, each staring dazedly up with pride and delight at the two women resting in a kneeling, spent heap on the sofa... 

"Gonna be a long weekend," Tony predicted as he and his son lost themselves visually in the deep anal crevices they had so skillfully, and so brutally, created... 

THE END

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