1 comments/ 95963 views/ 15 favorites Don Gets It Done Ch. 01 By: corpsbal Don hated his summer job. His father had made him get it. He could have easily paid for Don's trip to Washington, but this was supposed to build character. Doing the yard work for a bunch of rich white people. He was going to college next year, for Christ sake. Just because his dad had to work for everything didn't mean he had to. Don hadn't even noticed that he was grumbling out loud, but Mrs. Farber had. "What are you complaining about, boy?" she said. That was insulting enough, but he knew there was something she wasn't saying. Anything at all she said in that southern accent sounded racist. "Mom!" Bethany said indignantly. She was probably embarrassed at her racist mother. She was a pretty hot chick. Even though they went to different schools, Don had seen her around. She was at this party a friend of his threw and they talked a little. He would have tried to talk more, but he couldn't say anything with her mother around all the time. She had a hot little body though. Long, slender legs that went all the way up to her tight ass, a slim waist and pretty little tits, not that big, but just right for a handful. Her face was really more beautiful than pretty; full lips, a straight nose and large green eyes, framed by raven black hair. The tiny black bikini she wore stood out against her pale skin. "I'm not paying you to stand around. Get back to work." Shit. Stop looking at her. "Yes, Mrs. Farber." Don said quickly and resumed his weeding. "I'm going inside. Do you want something?" Bethany asked her mother. "Yeah, get me an orange juice, will ya honey?" She answered. Mrs. Farber started reading her magazine, so Don could sneak a peak at Bethany walking back to the house. He hated to see her go, but he loved to watch her leave. Thinking about Bethany had gotten him a bit excited and as he glanced over at Mrs. Farber, who was studying her magazine intently, he got a nice view of her tits. They were a lot bigger than Bethany's and looked like they would spill out of her bikini. The rest of Mrs. Farber was quite ample as well. She wasn't fat or anything but her red bikini bottoms didn't exactly cover her round ass that well either. Don found himself hoping she'd turn over so he could get a better look at them. She looked up from her magazine and he ducked his head just in time. Satisfied he was working she resumed reading. She had the same kind of face as her daughter, but more sure of herself and her beauty. If she wasn't scowling or yelling at him, she was actually quite hot. Christ, what was wrong with him? That bitch would kill him if he so much as looked at her. Bethany came back with two drinks and sat back down on her lounger. Her mother drank the orange juice and looked back at her daughter. "Is this still good? It tastes funny." "It's fine, mom." Bethany leafed through a magazine. Mrs. Farber turned over and undid the clasp at her back. "I think I'm gonna take a nap." She said "Wake me up if it looks like I'm getting burned." Don was enjoying the view. He'd been weeding the same spot for a while now, waiting for Mrs. Farber to turn over. Her ass looked even better from this side. And now that she was taking a nap, he could stare at her and her daughter a bit more. He could see Mrs. Farber's tits squished beneath her body. He could see the sweat starting to glisten on her back and legs, mixing with the sun tan lotion to make her whole body look slick and wet. He moved a bit closer to see the whole thing from a different angle. He could see where the bikini bottoms had bunched up between her asscheecks. He looked over at Bethany and saw that she had taken her top off and was staring at him. Don was shocked, he couldn't believe what he was seeing. The thought that he might actually be having sex soon flashed through his head. "Hey, Don...." She paused as if to imply that she knew exactly what he was thinking. "Could you do my back?" Or maybe not. "Sure." He wanted to come off all confident, but this was as close as he could manage. He took the gloves off and moved over to Bethany, staring at her tits the whole time. Bethany just smiled and turned over. He grabbed the bottle of suntan lotion and squirted some out on her back. He slowly spread the lotion over her shoulders, circled her shoulder blades and worked down her back. He paused at her ass and was weighing his options when Bethany broke in; "Make sure everything is well covered. I don't want to burn my ass. Get some lotion under there." Don murmured something affirmative and slipped his hand underneath the bikini bottoms and started to rub down from the small of her back. He traced the beginning of the curve of her ass and slowly covered it with one hand while he used the other to slide the bottoms down. No reaction from Bethany so far. He continued sliding them down until they were halfway down her legs, exposing her lily-white ass to the sun. He kneaded both asscheecks and pulled them apart a little and got an eye full of Bethany's rosebud. He shifted positions and started spreading more lotion up Bethany's legs. He slowly ran his oily fingers up her inner thigh, deftly pushing her legs further apart. Just before he reached her pussy, he followed the curve of her ass up. He circled her rosebud, applying a little pressure and slid back down the other side. Pleased with artistry of his manipulations, he was rewarded for them as Bethany spread her legs a little more and raised her ass, allowing him unfettered access to her pussy. One finger traced the outline of her outer lips and the other ventured in a few inches. A third finger joined the second as the first reached the clit. Whilst rubbing it, the other two delved deeper into the self lubricating crevice. Bethany's breathing became louder and more erratic. A deep moan escaped her lips. Don pressed his thumb against her asshole and felt it give way. She was moaning and moving her hips now. Don continued for a while longer and then removed his fingers and said; "Turn over." Bethany did and Don caught sight of the rock hard nipples she was spouting. Bethany's half open eyes and sexy smile made him want to do a lot more to her. He wasn't quite finished yet, anyway. He ducked his head between her legs and flicked her clit with his tongue. More enthusiastic moans from Bethany convinced him that he was on the right track. Don knew the drill, by varying his lapping speed and reacting to her expressions he had a pretty good idea of what she liked. He tried the one trick he'd learned earlier that summer, putting his whole mouth over her clit and sucking quite hard. She went wild. Bucking into his face, Bethany was cumming hard. She clamped his head between her thighs and grabbed his hair to push his face in even deeper than it was. Headfirst in Bethany's pussy Don savoured the fruity, tart taste. His thoughts turned to his own pleasure now. Bethany owed him for this orgasm. That must have been one of the best she ever had. Bethany's tensed up limbs slowly started relaxing again and she regained a bit of composure. "That was pretty good." She was a bit out of breath, but the comment was distinctly casual. Don was taken aback at her tone. "What? That was fuckin' craftsmanship, baby." "You sure have a high opinion of yourself. You're gonna have to do a lot better than that to keep me happy." "I don't have to do anything. You asked me to do your back, remember?" What the hell was she thinking? "Don, who do you think my mother is going to believe? You? Or me?" It hit Don like a ton of bricks. Mrs. Farber was liable to call the cops. Shit, he had to stop thinking with his dick. Doing her daughter while she was sleeping? What if she'd woken up? A wicked smile played around her lips. What the hell was she up to? What had he gotten himself into? "I've got plans for the rest of the day, Don. And you're gonna help me." To be continued... Don Gets It Done Ch. 02 "What plans?" Don said. He'd only started his summer job yesterday and he'd already eaten out the daughter of one his clients while her mother was asleep next to her and now the minx said she had plans. "I want to take some incriminating pictures of my mother. I was supposed to go to Paris after graduation, but I barely made graduation at all. I just want to ensure I do go. You know what she's like, she'll go nuts if pictures of her and some black guy come out." "What makes you think I would want to be in any pictures? And how are you gonna get her to cooperate in the first place?" "I put some sleeping pills in the orange juice. And I won't show your face in the pictures, it's hers I care about." "Fuck." "So what do you say Don? Are you gonna help me, or am I going to have to call the cops and say you raped me?" "You bitch!'" Don knew she wasn't kidding. She had that triumphant look on her face that women always had when they knew they had you. "What the fuck is in this for me?" "You get to fuck my mom and if you're still up for it afterwards, me." Bethany grabbed his rock hard throbbing cock through his pants as if to emphasise this point. "Come on Don, I'm holding all the cards here." "Goddamnit." Don sighed and said; "Fine" "Cool, I'll get my camera, you warm her up." Warm her up, easier said than done. I can't believe I got tricked like this. What kind of fucked up person would turn some friendly sex into blackmail. That's what you get for thinking with your dick. I could just cut and run. But then I'm screwed for sure. Even if she doesn't tell the cops I raped her, I'll never work in this town again. Lazy nigger couldn't finish what he started. Fuck it. Consequences are for tomorrow. Don grabbed the unconscious woman's waistband and snapped it back, ran some oil over the lily white buttcheecks and started to spread them. He slipped his hand between her legs and started to lubricate her snatch. One finger, two fingers, three and a thumb at her asshole. This wasn't so bad. Forced to have sex with a Milf while her daughter took pictures. He felt a new rush of blood to his dick. And she was starting to moan as well. Bethany tapped him on the shoulder. He hadn't noticed her coming up to him, he was absorbed in his work. "Get naked." He took his shirt off and unbuckled his pants. Bethany pulled down the waistband of his boxers and licked her lips. "Least I can do." She muttered before attacking his sweaty cock. Bethany knew what she was doing, she started by sucking and licking along the shaft and didn't even touch the head except for the occasional flick of her tongue. She kept it up for what seemed like forever to Don and when she finally engulfed the head, he almost came. "Whoa there. You have to go for a bit longer than that today." She quit just in time, one tug would do it now. "We'll just let you cool off for while, don't you think?" Bethany walked over to her mother. "Help me flip her over." Bethany had already untied the strips of cloth holding her mother's bikini together. It took some time to roll her over and position her the way Bethany wanted. When she was lying straight, her legs slightly parted, her arms stretched out above her head, Bethany got down on her knees and started taking the first pictures. "You know, this is probably the first time I've seen her naked. She's such a prude. She's got a great body though." She motioned for Don to walk over to her. "Kiss her." He planted his lips on hers and wondered what her name was. Might as well ask. "What's her name?" "What do you care?" Bethany asked, raising an eyebrow. "I'd just like to know." "Fine. It's Frances. Now get back to work." "Keep kissing her, play with her nipples, that's it." She didn't really kiss back, but her nipples reacted. Little dark brown nubs popped up under his gentle caress. He started to slide his hand down her stomach, tracking little lines in her sunscreen with his fingers. He reached her clit and started rubbing it. She was moaning into his mouth now. "Enough with the foreplay. Ram that cock into her." "Your wish is my command. You don't want me to wear a condom or something?" A wicked smile flashed on Bethany's face. "Nope. Don't worry, she's not gonna get pregnant or anything." "Jesus Christ." What was wrong with this chick? Don rubbed Frances' pussy lips with his cockhead soaking them in her juices, which were just beginning to flow. He pushed the head in and started to feed inch after inch into the housewife's waiting pussy. It was tighter than he expected. "Put her legs on your shoulders. And lift her ass up so I can get a good shot." "Like this?" He had her suspended of the bed, all nine inches of his fucklog wedged deep in her love hole. He could feel the head touching her cervix. "Pound away." Bethany kept taking pictures but stopped giving orders. Don was really getting in to this and the smutty reality of having sex with an unconscious older woman was really hitting home. God this is hot. Feeling his balls slapping against her ass. the jiggle of flesh, his and hers. His mushroom head kept hitting her cervix, which only made him want to push it in deeper. Frances was barely aware of what was happening to her, but her body knew just what to do. Bands of cunt muscles relaxing and contracting, milking that cock for whatever it was worth. Trying to take it all, engulf everything, deeper and deeper and deeper. She wrapped her legs around whoever it was and pulled him in. Suddenly a violent kiss, her mouth reacting, as if it had a will of its own. She felt a final powerful thrust and a warm splash of seed drenching her womb. At that moment something inside her snapped and a warm glow disseminated all over her body. She opened her eyes and looked straight into the eyes of the boy she hired to do the yard work. Sweaty and tired he kissed her, passionately. What the hell just happened? A click. She turned her head away and there stood her daughter, naked and with a hand between her legs and the other holding a camera. "That was sooo hot." Bethany said. Don Gets It Done Ch. 03 "That was sooo hot." Bethany said. Frances Farber looked at her daughter, naked and sweaty holding the digital camera her husband gave to her for Christmas. She could feel a large black cock shrinking inside her pussy and the lingering sensations of a mind-blowing orgasm. "What the..." She looked up at the kid who had just fucked her. That piece of shit had just given her the first orgasm she'd had in years. She reached up grabbed the back of his head and kissed him hard. "Now get off, I'm calling the cops." No more screwing around, she had to salvage this situation as fast as possible. "No. You' re not calling the cops. I've got pictures of you fucking a black guy. You're calling an airline company and getting me some tickets to Paris." Bethany was wearing a triumphant smile. "You What?!" Frances said, incredulous. "You're blackmailing me?" "Yup." Frances still felt a little unsteady, but she managed to push the kid away and make a lunge for the camera. Bethany smoothly stepped out of the way and tripped her up. She crashed into the other deckchair. "Ow." Damn it. She missed. "You ungrateful little bitch. How could you do this to me? Your own mother?" It was really starting to sink in now. She always knew her daughter was an awful girl, but this! It went so far out of bounds. "Like I give a crap. I'm just gonna slip inside and hide these pictures. You." Bethany pointed at Don. "Keep her here." "Bethany don't do this. Your father.....You can't just...." Tears were beginning to well up. Her cheeks were burning with shame and humiliation. Bethany ignored her pleas and walked inside. She made a move to stand up, but the black kid moved between her and the door. "Just stay there all right? I don't want any trouble." Frances huddled over and started sobbing. Don was beginning to feel sorry for her. She might have been a bit of a bitch, but she didn't deserve this. "Hey come on. It's not so bad. She'll be gone soon and then I'll just walk out of here, and you'll be fine." Frances looked up at Don and he realised that she didn't see it that way. Don bit his lip and decided to just shut up. Frances sobbed for a while and stood up just as Bethany came down. She regained some of her composure and walked into the house as if nothing had happened. Bethany snorted and walked over to Don. "How about we finish our end of the agreement?" She said as her hand slid down Don's chest. She grabbed his cock, still slick with her mother juices and his spunk. "I better clean this up." She said as she kneeled and sucked the head between her lips. Frances stood up and ran inside. What was she going to do? Frantically she searched the kitchen for the camera. It had to be here somewhere. She found it in the fruit bowl, but the little thing with pictures on it was missing. She realised that Bethany wouldn't actually be that stupid and that the pictures could be anywhere. Despair hit home and she sank to her knees again. She could still feel the cum leaking from her pussy onto the tiles. She'd take a shower and deal with everything when she was clean and as soon as her head had some time to clear. In the bathroom she spread her lips and grabbed a tissue. Wiping the cum of herself, she brushed her clit and shuddered. That was her first orgasm in years. Her husband hadn't looked at her for that long and she didn't even consider playing with herself. She lifted the tissue up and inhaled deeply. She always enjoyed the smell of it, and the taste of it, for that matter. She licked the tissue and her fingers stroked her pussy, diving in to scoop up some more of it. Letting some of it drizzle onto her tongue, she realised she was getting turned on again. She decided she might as well masturbate now and stared rubbing her clit more intensely. The taste of cum in her mouth speeded things up and soon she was sweating and she felt the orgasm building. Bethany was crying out, this cock felt better in her pussy than in her mouth. It was a shame she was going to Europe, she wanted to try it out on her ass. He certainly had stamina. She loved the contrast too. His coal black skin and hers, lily white. The way he had looked with her mother. She could still taste them on her lips. It was all adding to her second orgasm of the day. Don came hard and couldn't stop cumming. He didn't feel anything for this bitch, it was her mother he was thinking of. Even when she was unconscious, it was the best sex he had ever had. He loved her body, the curve of her hip, her breasts, sagging just a little bit, the smell of her. Compared to her mother, Bethany was just a skinny slut. He didn't know how, but he was going to have to see her again. Frances screamed as she came. My god, that had been wonderful. Coming down from her high, she considered the last images running through her head when she came. They were all about the boy, the nigger that fucked her. How strong his arms felt, when she grabbed them, His smell, the feel of his cock inside her, the taste of his cum. She didn't know how, but she would have to see him again as soon as she dealt with Bethany. Don Gets It Done Ch. 04 Don was feeling a little out of it the next morning. He really couldn't think what to do today. Going back to Mrs. Farber's was out of the question, as was explaining to his father why he couldn't come back. The best course of action was probably to just stay home today and figure out what to do tomorrow. He'd just have to lie. Suddenly the doorbell rang. He looked through the window next to the door and saw Mrs. Farber. Staying inside and pretending nothing happened wouldn't work. He had to open the door and talk to her. Feeling the fear, rising from the pit of his stomach, he opened the door. "Mrs. Farber? what are you doing here?" "I think we should talk. Can I come inside?" she said in a brisk tone of voice. She was wearing sunglasses and a light summer dress with white heels. He couldn't help stare at her magnificent chest and was shocked to see she wasn't wearing a bra. "Would you like some coffee?" He asked, to buy some time. Being this close to her was intoxicating. He could feel an erection coming on and inhaled deeply. He caught the scent of her perfume. "Sure." Now he had some time to think of something to say. It was probably a good thing she was here. He had vague fears of police cars showing up at his house, what his parents would say, stuff like that. But more importantly he realised it didn't matter as much to him as trying to fuck her again. "Look, Frances....." Damn, you really have to think this through. "Wait a minute, Don. I know you didn't have that much to do with what happened yesterday, but you certainly didn't try to stop her, did you?" Frances wasn't going to let this kid off easy, her own desire to rip off his clothes would have to wait a while. She could feel a bead of sweat running from her earlobe down to her breasts, her nipples were hard, he'd see them soon enough. She had to keep him on his toes and if his befuddled expression was anything to go by, she had him right where she wanted him. Don was scared, but he decided to just spill the beans and deal with however she was going to react. She wouldn't take it that bad, would she? "Yeah I didn't stop her. She was going to call the cops on me. But, when I...had sex with you, I really got in to it. I'm sorry, but I enjoyed. A lot. I want to do it again." Frances was shocked. The whole thing was going wrong for her. She needed to have some kind of control. Her pussy was getting so wet, she almost drifted of her chair. "You just can't..." she had blown it now. That wasn't nearly forceful enough. Screw it, she just wanted him, now. "Just shut up and fuck me." Don couldn't believe it, but didn't want to waste any time. He stepped up to her while she was standing up. He felt her lips press against his roughly. Her hand grabbed his hard cock through his pants. He fumbled with the buttons on the back of her dress. When he got them loose, she just stepped out of it and started to remove his t-shirt. He helped her run it over his head. They kissed again, he felt her nipples poking in his chest. She lowered her hands again and grabbed his ass. He did likewise and ran them over hers, still firm, but ample, like her breasts, now squashed against his chest. One of his fingers trailed lower and found her wet slit. He travelled the length of it, wedging his hand tight between her legs. She broke the kiss and gasped. Her hot breath flowing across his face. He withdrew his hand and slapped her ass, leaving a red mark behind. Her hands slipped down and undid his belt, letting his pants fall to the floor. She kneeled and yanked down his underpants, a hard, black cock sprang out and hit her face. She rubbed her hands together with the cock in between, eliciting small groans from him. Her tongue began to circle the head lazily and then she took the whole head in her mouth, rolling her tongue around it. She withdrew and a string of saliva connected both for a brief instant, before it snapped. She took the whole length of it and he felt his cockhead push into the back of her throat. It was too much for him and he exploded. Frances felt the cock stiffen and a jet of cum hit the back of her throat. She pulled back and the next stream hit her mouth. As the cock left her lips, she caught another. He spurted the remaining cum over her face, some globs slid down and hit her breasts. She knew she must have looked like some cheap porn star and the thought gave her a thrill. She was a bit disappointed he came so soon though. Now she probably wouldn't get anything out of him anymore. "I'm sorry, just give me a couple of minutes to get my hard on back." A couple of minutes, she thought. Ted took hours to get an erection back. He pulled her up and laid her down on the kitchen table. Two fingers and a tongue assaulted her pussy mercilessly. In just a few minutes he'd almost brought her to orgasm. He'd been pulling on his cock in the meantime and it was back to the size it was before. He stood up and all of a sudden she thought of something. "Hey, don't you have a condom?" "I didn't wear one yesterday." "I'm not on the pill or anything." "Fuck it. Let's just do it anyway." He pushed his head in and she almost fainted. This carelessness was turning her on, but the size of his cock was almost too much to handle. "Take it easy please." she pleaded. He must have been twice the size of Ted. As he pushed more and more of it in, she came again. The orgasm was amazing, she hadn't felt anything like that since....yesterday. He pushed the final inches in as she was recovering. He didn't let up either, she felt his cockhead brush her cervix, almost too close for comfort. My god he was huge. He started pounding in and out of her again immediately. His cock slipped out, covered in her juices, and he just plunged back in. She started playing with her burning clit, which was starting to push her over the falls again. She came again, her pussy clamping down hard on his rigid rod. This made him come again, she felt another wave of cum hit her womb this time. He collapsed on top of her, both of them panting and sweating. She grabbed his head and kissed him tenderly this time. She wasn't sure what she was doing, but she was going to have to do this again.