Megan tied the belt on her robe as she walked down the stairs. She was running the water into her tub and planning a long luxurious soak. Her husband was off on another week-long business trip. Megan used these times to relax and catch up on her reading. Megan entered her kitchen and retrieved some orange juice from the refridgerator. She heard her daughter's voice coming from outside. Michelle was on the phone and had left the screen door open. "It's ok Nigel, mom's taking a bath. I'm sorry I haven't called. Yeah, I miss you too." Megan felt her cheeks flush as she listened in on her daughter's conversation. Nigel was her daughter's new boyfriend and Michelle had been walking around all dreamy eyed since she'd met him. A few days earlier, Megan had caught her daughter talking to one of her friends. Apparently, the reason Michelle hadn't introduced Nigel to her parents was that the boy was a twenty year old high school senior and Michelle had only just turned fifteen. 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Stan looked up from his dinner. His six foot tall, buxom blonde wife was framed in the sunlight staring out the window. She could have joined the Swedish bikini team she was so beautiful and stacked, everyday he was reminded of how lucky he was and today with the sunlight shining on her was no exception. "What do you mean?" he asked. "It looks like the new neighbor's a black guy." "Well you can cross twenty thousand dollars off the value of our house then." Stan got up and joined his wife at the window. "Man he's huge, he's probably just a moving man." The man bulged with muscles and had a shaved head. The black giant wasn't working though, three other black men were unloading boxes from a truck. "You're probably right," she replied watching as the three workers finsihed, they bowed their heads towards the bald giant and left. ******************** Stan was wrong, the new neighbor was the black man. Stan saw him outside the next day as Stan was flipping burgers on the grill. 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"Wendy, bring me out a couple dogs from the fridge," Stan yelled through an open window. A moment later, Wendy opened the sliding glass door and walked out onto the porch with two hot dogs on a paper plate. Mobutu looked up at the statuesque blonde. "Perfect," he said. "What?" asked Wendy. She wore an attractive business proffessional outfit, short skirt, heels, and jacket. The sunlight made her blue eyes sparkle. "You are magnificent." "Ah... thank you I guess," she said blushing. Stan was frowning, but he quickly shrugged it off and took the hot dogs from his wife. The black man stared at Wendy until she became uncomfortable and returned inside. "Your wife is tall for a white woman." "Yes, she's six feet without the heels." Stan took the food off the grill. "Lets go inside, we have some fixins set up on the table and I will get us some drinks. Would you like a beer?" "No, milk or water please." "Ok...I think we have some milk." 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Her hand reached for the belt of her robe... **************** Big Nig almost fell out of the tree branch when Michelle's mom took her robe off. Gawd damn, did Michelle's hot mother have some big titties. If they weren't sagging a little and if Michelle wasn't on her way to having tits just as big, Nigel would of assumed they were implants. The hot blonde milf looked like a nude supergirl. If supergirl worked on the pole or made porno movies. Nude was nice, but she looked even hotter when she turned to try on Michelle's underwear. The milf turned her back to him and bent down. Her long legs tensed and a firm milky white ass thrust out at him. Her ass cheeks parted and he got a quick peek at her gash as she pulled the thong up. Nigel's cock was achingly hard at this point and watching her cram her oversized tittys into a too small bra didn't help. When she managed to hook the bra, her titties were thrust forward and upwards. He could clearly see some rose colored nipples pushing at the material. The nipples were large Chasing Mandingo Spooge In My Hair Spring Thomas Cuckold Creampie she told him no to protect her daughter, she was fooling herself. Her dominant emotion was jealousy. She wanted Big Nig to herself. "No, fuck my ass. Keep your big black cock in my ass, Big Nig." As she spoke, Megan forced herself back up to the kneeling position. It still hurt, but she began pushing her ass back into his cock. "Now you're talking. You're one hot white mama." Nigel started fucking her ass with more then half his cock. Her anus unclenched a little and she started fucking him back. What have I become? Megan had gone to bed a loving and faithful wife. Something had awakened her natural sluttiness even before Big Nig had put his cock near her pussy. Now she had swallowed another man's sperm, cheated on her husband, and let a man's cock inside her ass. She had never been more satisifed. Soon his mammoth balls emptied another load of semen, flooding her ass with his hot sperm. Her ass overflowed with his seed that poured out of her anus as Big Nig took his cock out. He shot several strands of semen across her ass cheeks and her back. Some even struck her hair. Megan collapsed forwards onto the bed. Nigel rolled over and collapsed beside her. They rested half exausted and half asleep for nearly an hour before Megan opened her eyes. "How old are you again?" Megan grabbed Big Nig's flaccid cock as she asked the question. "Twenty." "You're not fucking my daughter." Megan was delighted to see his cock was already responding to her touch. "I'm gonna fuck her," he said matter-of-factly. "I might wait till she's eighteen, but I'm gonna need a little somethin somethin on the side until then." "I'll be in this room every night for a week." Megan slid down the bed and kissed his cockhead. Before taking him back inside her mouth she said, "after that I think we can work something out."