Mother Daughter Blacked Fucked
by virgintsik2
Copyright© 2026 by virgintsik2
BDSM Sex Story: White conservative mother blacked fucked by daughter's black thug boyfriend
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion NonConsensual Reluctant Slavery Humiliation Rough Interracial Black Male White Female .
I always worried about my daughter, Sheila, ever since we moved into our new neighborhood. I was still quite the catch. I worked out religiously, and for a white woman pushing 40, my large breasts and stripper curves still managed to get lots of attention from younger men. I would sometimes wear my hip-hugging jeans when I would visit Sheila’s school, and I couldn’t help but notice all of the teenage, rough black boys with their eyes glued to me.
However, things were not going so well for my daughter. The problem was, Sheila was quite dull and had a hard time fitting in at a high-standard private school, so she failed there. She tried her luck to go to the nearby public school, but it was filled with teenage squatter gangs. Black bullies picked on her relentlessly, and it got to the point where I considered looking for a private school again. Luckily, one of her squatter black bullies, Pepe, took pity on her and stepped in. Pepe was one of the more popular boys in the school gangs. Because of his tall, muscular build, most of the other boys, including the bullies, were afraid of him.
As expected from a public school filled with mostly poor black squatter students, he was from a low-income background. At first, I was concerned with Pepe taking such an interest in Sheila, seeing that he was a vile kid from a notoriously bad neighborhood. Once everyone found out that Pepe was friends with Sheila, the bullying stopped. In fact, Sheila’s academic standards grew. Her grades improved, and she even ended up being a nice cheerleader.
One night I woke up around 2:30 a.m. and went to the bathroom. After leaving the bathroom, I noticed that it was quiet and dark downstairs, but the light from the TV was still flickering. Figuring that Sheila had fallen asleep watching, I decided to go downstairs to wake her. As I walked down the hallway, I stopped short at the top of the stairs and couldn’t believe my eyes. There was Pepe sitting on the couch, with his hand on the back of Sheila’s head, as Sheila was bobbing her head up and down on his cock. I was in total shock!
At first I assumed that Sheila was being forced, but then I noticed the way Sheila was bathing Pepe’s meaty cock with adoration. She was practically devouring it, slurping the enormous head and tenderly kissing and licking his balls. Sheila wrapped her arms around Pepe’s back, and I watched him lick the insides of Pepe’s muscular thighs before returning his attention to the thick, dark shaft between his legs. Pepe’s cock was at full attention, throbbing with each wet lick of attention Sheila lavished upon its length. I could practically hear the slurping noises and Pepe’s groans all the way upstairs.
Sheila gripped Pepe’s pole with one hand and began working it up and down with his greedy mouth, his saliva pooling in Pepe’s huge nut sack. I couldn’t believe the way the young boy’s cock glistened in the moonlit room as my only daughter worked him with incredible attention to detail. My daughter’s free hand was everywhere, massaging Pepe’s chest, cupping his balls, rubbing his thighs. Meanwhile, Pepe had begun to hump Sheila’s face while he held my daughter’s head with an iron grip.
I stood frozen in my tracks as Pepe threw his head back and blasted a cannon shot of cum into my daughter’s throat. Most of it, Sheila was able to swallow, but what he missed slid down the side of Pepe’s monster cock, and my daughter happily lapped up the remainder. After finishing his task, Sheila curled her face into Pepe’s lap, like a loyal cock-slave, licking and kissing the softening hunk of meat before her. Meanwhile, Pepe continued to run his fingers through Sheila’s hair. I couldn’t believe what I’d just watched take place.
Suddenly, Pepe arched his head upwards, and it appeared that he’d seen me before I’d taken a few steps back. My heart was racing as I tiptoed back into my bedroom. I slowly crawled into my bed and cried. I’d just witnessed my daughter swallow another boy’s cock in my own house, and I’d done nothing to stop it. I felt like the worst mother in the world.
I soon drifted off to sleep and found myself dreaming that I was between Pepe’s legs, slurping that gigantic monster cock. Sheila watched me as Pepe placed his meat between the soft flesh of my firm breasts and violently tit-fucked me until he coated my face with a boatload of hot, sticky semen. Then I watched helplessly as Pepe grabbed my legs and lifted them onto his broad shoulders. I screamed with joy as he dumped his cock into my boiling pussy and fucked me right in front of my daughter. My tits bounced as his thighs slapped my ass, each thrust filling me more deeply than the last. Suddenly, Pepe tensed up, grabbed his cock in his hand, and showered my entire body with cum. He kept pumping his cock in his hand and spurt after spurt of his cum shot into the air, landing on my face and lips. He then brought his cock to my lips, and just when I opened my mouth to accept him, I found myself waking up in my bed.
It was 7 a.m. Still rattled by the intensity of my dream, I sat up in my bed and took a few deep breaths to calm down. I was about to go downstairs to see if Pepe was still in the house when I noticed the heat between my legs. I brought my fingers to my box and sure enough, my panties were soaked with my juices. I must have gotten so aroused during my dream that I came in my sleep.
For the next two weeks, I wrestled with whether or not to confront Sheila about what I saw. If my daughter was still decent, preserving herself, never allowing what happened to her before to be done to her again, I could accept that, but I couldn’t help but feel that Pepe had taken advantage of her innocence. Or maybe in return for Pepe protecting her from other bullies, Sheila felt obligated to offer herself. Either way, I was sure the relationship wasn’t healthy. Being well-off and from a Southern white conservative background, I also didn’t want my pretty daughter to become some fuck slut for a lowlife squatter teenage bully filled with vices. Rather than embarrass my daughter, I decided to eventually confront Pepe about it.
About a month after the incident, I allowed a pool party for Sheila and Pepe’s squatter bully friends. In the time leading up to the party, Pepe had been over to the house a few times, and I’d made sure to keep an eye on him, never leaving him and Sheila alone for too long and making sure that everyone was gone before I went to bed. I decided that the pool party would be the time to question Pepe about what I saw and let him know that I didn’t want him around my daughter anymore.
It was a small gathering consisting of Sheila, a couple of Pepe’s rough black gang friends with their slutty-looking girlfriends, Pepe, and another mugger-looking boy, Bone (which they jokingly say is short for boner), who partners with Pepe in bullying.
I’d worn my two-piece bikini, but I made sure to keep my large beach towel wrapped around me so as not to appear slutty and unrespectable. Still, my curves were very noticeable, and my top pressed my tits together to make for a pretty enticing view. I noticed Pepe staring at my breasts a couple of times, and even with my anger towards him, it still sent a slight chill through me to know that he could still lust after me.
I’d prepared some steaks, and Boner was more than happy to help me out on the grill. Judging by the bulge in his swim shorts, that wasn’t all he was interested in. He seemed to be a bit touchy, and I could tell his slum-dwelling slut of a girlfriend, Darla, was getting a little jealous of all the attention Boner was showing me.
After we ate, everyone sat out around the pool, and the conversation turned to the usual teen-aged fare. Though I consider myself pretty relevant and was able to keep up with the references, I decided to excuse myself to the kitchen. Seizing the opportunity, I asked Pepe to help me carry the plates and utensils inside.
Once inside the kitchen, Pepe placed the dishes on the countertop, and I began questioning him.
“I want to know what you are doing with my daughter,” I stated firmly with my hands on my hips.
“What do you mean?”
“You know what I’m talking about. I saw what you and Sheila were doing that night in my living room, and I don’t approve!”
“Oh, that? It’s nothing. We were just fooling around. No big deal.”
“No big deal? Listen to me. Sheila’s a good girl. I don’t want you coming around and corrupting her!”
“With all due respect Mrs.Cunt! Sheila’s not a girl anymore to be told by you what to do. She’s a woman now, and she can make her own decisions. And if she decides she wants to suck my cock, I’m gonna let her!”
“You are rude with no manners! Stay away from my daughter!” I replied with anger in my eyes.
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