Incest/Taboo The Cameron Solution

"All the time you want, Maddy. There is no time limit when it comes to treating you right."

"Can we..." I hesitated. "Zachary, will you please fuck me again."

He grinned and leaned in and kissed me, his tongue slipping into my mouth to overwhelm my tongue, taking his time as his hand tightened around my breast, pinching and pulling my nipple until I grunted with a mix of pleasure and pain. His other hand wrapped around my blonde hair and he suddenly jerked my head back, breaking the kiss. "Bitch, you want me to fuck you again, you got some cleaning to do. Suck that big ol' dick of mine and get me hard again."

His words sent a thrill through me even though I knew...or believed he was just acting. Obediently, I slipped down between his legs and took hold of his thick penis and didn't think twice about licking him although I had never done that for Daniel who I'm sure would have found it repulsive. I don't know if I would have been sickened if my husband had made such a request, but I felt new wetness as Zachary's words aroused me anew.

I ran my tongue up his long shaft, gathering up semen and pussy cream to pool on my tongue. Once I had rolled my tongue over the young black man's cock, I showed him the juices on my tongue and then swallowed them, surprised at how much I liked the taste of our blended cum creams. Again and again, I licked his black cock, savoring our combined flavors and then I was sucking him again, rising up on my knees to try and get a better angle to again try and deep-throat his cock, but having little more success than before in taking more than seven inches while Zachary laughed at my efforts.

"That's it, you little white slut -- suck that black cock till you choke!" I felt Zachary's hand resting on my head and holding me in place as I tried to force more cock down my throat, gagging and choking as his massive penis closed off my throat, plugging it airtight. If being submissive to a black man was arousing me, I think dominating a white woman was exciting him as I felt his cock lengthen and thicken in my hand and in my mouth, swelling in my throat until he released me and I coughed and gasped for air while unable to take my eyes off his now long and erect cock, standing up straight in the air like some great obsidian obelisk rising up from his groin.

I looked at Zachary expectantly, wanting guidance and he obliged me by waggling his fingers at me in a come hither gesture. "C'mon, Maddy. You want this cock, its time you do some of the work. Climb on this big thing and fuck your black man."

"Oh yes," I gasped and I scrambled onto my feet, wobbling a little on the firm mattress in my heels. I straddled Zachary and he held out his hands to mine while I slowly squatted down on him. He released one hand so I could reach down and hold the head of his cock still until I could kiss the huge, black knob with my dripping wet labia.

"Omigod, you're so fucking big," I moaned as I lowered myself onto that big cock, feeling his thick meat spreading my already well fucked pussy. If nothing else, he feels bigger than the first time. Bolts of intense pleasure are already shattering me -- my body shaking, my leg muscles swelling with effort as I tried to control my descent onto that thick cock that was so incredibly long.

"Yeah, that's it, Maddy...you love it, don't you? "You gonna be a white whore for black cock, ain't you!" Zachary cooed, a mocking, amused grin on his face as he watched me squat on his erection. I'm sure I was quite the sight, my breasts quivering as my body shook, my cheeks puffed out as I gasped and grimaced from the intensity of my effort and the overwhelming sensation of impaling myself on his black spear.

I let out a cry that was a mixture of fear, pleasure and triumph as I felt my ass cheeks settle against his thighs and felt his pubic hair scratch against my wet, quivering flesh. I had somehow managed to get all his wonderful cock inside me again and it felt more incredible than I could have ever imagined.

Zachary caught me by surprise then by reaching up and taking hold of me by the waist and with a simple flex of his arm muscles, shoved me down tighter, his cock slipping deeper than I would have thought possible. I let out a scream as my feet slipped and I was straddling him on my knees and that drove Zachary's thick cock even deeper inside me, stretching and filling me and I screamed again while pain and pleasure competed for dominance between my legs.

Instinctively, I tried to rise up, but my sobs intensified as Zachary held on firmly to me, keeping his long, thick cock completely buried within me, his swollen and pulsing knob feeling like it was deep in my belly. Pain and pleasure seemed to blur, straddling some indefinable line of sensation that was carnal in nature, making me jerk and convulse atop his black cock swelling until it exploded inside me with a mammoth orgasm that rendered me helpless and I collapsed atop Zachary as his cock shifted with me as my ass rose up involuntarily.

My breasts flattened out against his strong, muscular chest and a remote part of me sensed his rapidly beating heart -- the only sign that betrayed his outward calm. As tears blurred my vision and I felt completely helpless as wave after wave of indescribable pleasure rocked me, Zachary began to move his hips that produced new ecstasy and new pain that only served to feed my hunger for more of him. I screamed myself hoarse as he slowly thrust upwards into my pussy and then unconsciously, I began to respond...female instinct taking over as I began to move with him -- a rolling fucking motion of our hips and groins, allowing our bestial side to take over and mate as creatures have done since the beginning of time.

When I had enough control over my body, I lifted my head and he craned his forward so we could kiss, tongues slobbering over each other and each other's lips, my fingers digging into his shoulders to act as leverage as I braced for each of his mind blowing thrusts and pushed back, my cunt unwilling to surrender more of his thick meat than necessary. Zachary grunted into my mouth approvingly as I regained some control over my pussy muscles and began intermittently to try and tighten around his cock, massaging and kissing his massive pole with my slick flesh as it slowly wormed itself back and forth.

Orgasm begat orgasm and I wondered how long my heart could withstand the intensity of being fucked by this black man. Finally, I was compelled to break our wet kiss, my body demanding I shift and I rose up into a sitting position, his long cock buried completely inside me and I lewdly rolled my hips as my hands slipped up my body to cup and squeeze my breasts while I howled my joy over unsuspected ecstasy.

Time seemed to stand still as I rode my lovely black man. I felt like I had achieved sexual nirvana -- nothing in my life to that point had ever prepared me for such carnal fulfillment. Orgasm after orgasm traveled through me and I wasn't even aware that our joined crotches were sopping wet with my juices as his massive cock literally forced my creams out around his massive prick.

At some point, I lost control of my body again, but Zachary held me up, his hands clamped around my breasts, supporting me as I became a rag doll, consumed by erotic pleasure impaled on that wonderful cock. It was all I could do to sob as I looked down at the massive black pole I was riding up and down on between loving, grateful glances at Zachary's kind and loving face.

Then without warning, Zachary grimaced as if in pain and then I was being filled with his hot semen, gushing inside me as if from a fire hose, so much I imagined it filling my entire body until his sizzling seed would gush out my mouth. My incredible orgasms somehow reached new highs as my womb was flooded with fiery sperm and I found myself unable to breath, so intense was my climax. "I LOVE FUCKING YOU!" I crooned in a strange sing-song voice as pleasure overwhelmed me, looking down at my young black man as dark spots popped up in my vision, managing to say in a softer voice, "I love your cock!" before everything went black.

I floated in utter darkness on a cloud of sweet pleasure, the only reminder of reality the steady thrum of Zachary's heartbeat, utterly content as I drifted in and out of consciouness. I'm not sure I dreamed, but eventually, I imagined that I was dining on nectar, a host of black men standing around me, naked and deliciously erect, offering me their erect penises, each dripping with sweet, earthy semen.

I awoke sucking Zachary's cock, my mouth tasting of the now familiar flavor of his sperm and my own juices. He was semi-erect and watching me as he sipped from a bottle of water. I bashfully rose up and said, "Hello."

Grinning, Zachary replied, "Hello yourself. Have a good nap?"

I nodded and said, "Oh yes! I feel splendid." The truth was I felt more relaxed than I had in a long time. My body ached in a way it always had after good sex with Daniel, but more so than ever before. He offered me his water and I drank from it, consciously trying to make my lips wrapping around the opening seem obscene as I watched him.

He shook his head and said, "I swear, Maddy. I wonder if you'll ever get enough."

I crawled up his body, handing him back his bottle as I kissed him on the lips, resting my naked body atop his, feeling his warm and strong body and loving it. "Lord, I hope not, Zachary!"

"Me too, girl, me too." He sighed and continued, "I suppose it's high time we discussed the business end of 'The Cameron Solution.'"

I sighed and said, "I suppose."

Following his lead, we both climbed off the bed, me walking a little bowlegged as I realized how sore my pussy was after being fucked so well. Zachary went to a closet and opening it up, pulled out a silk robe. "Put this on and we'll take a little stroll. I have somebody who wants to talk to you."

I looked at him curiously and maybe with a bit of concern because he winked at me and said, "It's nothing bad, Maddy. You might be a little surprised, but in the end, I think you'll be fine with the arrangement." I slipped on the silk bed robe which came only to just below my crotch and molded itself against my breasts, leaving little to the imagination. I ran my hand through the tangles of my head and glanced at a mirror. I looked like I'd just hopped out of bed after a night of intense lovemaking and might have went looking for my purse, but Zachary offered me his elbow and said, "You look lovely the way you are, Maddy."

We left our suite and I observed that there was a new man -- black of course, on station at the second floor desk. He smiled politely at me and Zachary and nodded and said, "Suite D...you timed it perfectly, I think."

Silently we moved down the room until we came to another door and opened it, entering another apartment much like the one we'd just been in. As the door closed behind us, I realized that there were already several occupants in the room and then I gasped as I processed what I was already seeing.

On a long sofa, a middle aged black man with just a hint of a paunch was having his erect penis sucked by a white woman who was lying on her side, one leg thrown up over the shoulder of a younger black man -- maybe Zachary's age or a little older who was slowly fucking her shaved cunt, his cock long and thick splaying wide apart her labia which were swollen and slick with arousal. When I gasped, the woman turned her gaze and tried to smile through a mouthful of black cock. My mother-in-law winked at me before returning her attention to the man she was orally pleasuring.

Zachary led me meekly to a seat opposite the carnal scene and pulled me close as we watched my husband's mother service and be served. Unashamedly, Clarice enthusiastically sucked that man's cock, lavishing it with care attention with her mouth and tongue. I gazed at her body with interest. My mother-in-law had taken care of herself and between her efforts and the best care money could buy, she looked nearly twenty years younger than her age of sixty-three.

The man fucking her turned and grinned. "I think Clarice likes being watched. Her pussy is gotten twice as hot and wet since y'all came in."

The older black man she was sucking on laughed and said, "Well, give it to her like she likes it, Hank. Fuck this white woman silly!"

Hank did just that, his pelvis shifting into high gear as he began to bang Clarice hard with his cock, their bodies slapping together wetly, allowing her pussy to make all sorts of lewd sucking noises as she tried to clasp his thrusting cock as he slipped in and out of her. My husband's mother made odd gobbling noises around the older man's black penis as she began to cum. Clarice looked at me with both confidence and bewildered delight as she began to quiver with pleasure, her leg draped over the young black man's shoulder kicking helplessly as she orgasmed.

He began to make grunting noises as he fucked my mother-in-law harder and then with a growl, he shoved his big black cock deep into her and his eyes closed as he began to come, his face a portrait of absolute pleasure.

Clarice's orgasm expanded as Hank filled her with his hot semen and she let out a scream as her lips slipped off the older man's cock, shouting, "YES! SHOVE THAT BIG BLACK COCK IN ME AND GIVE ME YOUR CU..." Her last words were cut off as suddenly the cock in her hand exploded with bursts of thick semen, splattering across her face, making her gasp and cough as a thick wad flew perfectly between her open lips.

I moaned as a little isolated orgasm of my own flowered between my legs, making me shiver as I pressed myself against Zachary. Never would I have imagined that I would ever be witness to my mother-in-law being pleasured by two black men, let alone seeing one of them cum in her face.

Both black men seemed to ejaculate for an eternity before finally they were spent. Hank pulled out of Clarice slowly, her pussy not wanting to release his long, black cock. I studied his cum covered penis, comparing it to Zachary's. I was positive that my black lover's cock was thicker, but I thought that Hank's was clearly longer which both boggled and aroused me.

When the older man stopped cumming, Clarice gave me an amused smile as semen dripped off her forehead, nose and chin. She unashamedly used fingers to scoop up blobs of sperm in places where her tongue could not reach and hungrily slurped them up. She looked up into the older man's face and grinned, "Delicious as usual, Samuel!"

He laughed and said, "A Cameron family trait, I reckon." Then he glanced over at me and said, "Madelyn, I am Samuel Cameron. It's a pleasure to finally meet you!"

Having scooped up most of the semen on her face, my mother-in-law sat up and smiled at me. "Well, darling, you look like you've enjoyed yourself today. You looked more relaxed than you have in years...or maybe I should say, you looked well fucked."

I giggled and replied, "Omigod, Clarice. I...you have no idea." I stopped and looked at my husband's mother, bracketed on either side by incredibly well hung black men. "Or, I reckon you do." I looked at Samuel and said, "Do you run 'The Cameron Solution', sir? This place is...wonderful!"

The older man stood up and walked over to me. He took my hand and kissed it in that gentlemanly, old fashioned way. "Thank you, Madelyn. I'm pleased you've enjoyed yourself so far." He glanced at Zachary and said, "I just knew my son would be to your liking."

I felt my mouth fall open in surprise. Zachary was his son? "Your...son, Zachary is...omigod, sir, he's an incredible lover!"

"Well, he was brought up right," replied Samuel. He has always known that he'll take over 'Cameron Solution' someday."

I was still stunned by this revelation and said, "Well, Mister Cameron, you raised him right." Embarrassed even as I spoke, "Zachary sure knows how to fuck and pleasure a woman!"

Clarice stood up, semen and her own juices glistening on her thighs as she sauntered over to us and placed a hand on Zachary's shoulder and said, "Well, Samuel shouldn't get all the credit. Zachary and I practiced quite a bit before he actually joined the company."

Zachary laughed and joined the conversation as he ran a hand up Clarice's leg. "That's true. I have to say I really enjoyed those practice sessions...Mother."

My head whipped around to stare at Zachary in complete shock. Then slowly, I turned back to gaze at my mother-in-law who grinned saucily at me and nodded as she replied, "Yes, Maddy. Zachary is my son...mine and Samuel's.

"Sure...surely not, Clarice," I replied in a whisper. "You couldn't have...what...how did David do?"

Clarice smiled evilly and said, "What could he do? He wasn't going to divorce me and embarrass the family. I quietly had Zachary and Samuel and his wife, Katrina raised him and I helped out whenever I could." She winked and said, "It's not like I'm the first Cameron wife to have a black child."

I felt my jaw drop open again, but before I could exclaim my disbelief, Samuel held up a hand and said, "Let's get this young lady a drink and let her have a moment to digest all this." He smiled at me and said, "It's been an earth-shaking day, eh, Madelyn?"

I nodded and then allowed him to take my hand and then walk me over to the bar, my legs very shaky as I tried to process everything. Midway there, I suddenly turned and looked at Zachary still sitting on the couch, a naked Clarice now beside him, her hand resting familiarly on his bare thigh. "You and he practiced," I said as the full import of her words hit me. "Omigod, Clarice! Zachary's your son and you...you fucked him!"

My mother-in-law slipped her hand into Zachary's lap and stroked his still semi-erect penis. "I told you that this place would be beyond your wildest expectations, dear!" She sat up a little straighter. "We're Cameron women, Maddy. There is nothing we dare not do!" Then she offered me a leering smile and said, "Besides, how could any woman resist such a splendid black cock!"

Samuel, trying to repress a grin, took me by the arm and poured me a stiff drink and then led me to the other couch. "Just take a moment, Madelyn," he said. "Remember, that we are way beyond normal here...just offering up what's basically a cuckolding service to frustrated wealthy white women and having been doing it here in the heart of the Old South for over a hundred years should demonstrate that we fear nothing...that there is no taboo too great to break."

He motioned for me to take a drink and then patted me on the knee in a display of sympathy. "Just relax a bit and let me tell you of our family's...your family's history, my dear. Maybe a little background will help you."

I nodded and tried to smile, but his penis caught my eye...every bit as thick as his son's and perhaps when angry, just as long. Despite all the shocking revelations of the past few minutes, there was still a part of me...the absolutely unrepentant and horny part of me that wanted nothing more than another round of hard fucking from a big, beautiful black cock.

Samuel set back and smiled at me, a knowing grin that seemed to read my thoughts. "I believe Clarice mentioned that this all began with our family's great, great, great matriarch, Valerie Cameron. She was husband to Lyle Cameron, owner of a huge plantation and over one hundred slaves prior to the war. Like many slave owners, Lyle availed himself of the more comely of his slave women and produced several children, including my great, great, great grandfather Malcolm."

The older black man sighed and said, "These so called black bastards were an offense to the wives of plantation owners and I suspect that if the Civil War had not broken out, Valerie would have pressured Lyle to sell his black son. As it was, Malcolm wound up keeping the plantation running during the war which saw Lyle absent and fighting for the Confederacy in Tennessee and Virginia for nearly four years.

"According to her diaries, Valerie Cameron despised Malcolm, but having already been bereft of um...Lyle's attentions as is the nature of white Cameron men, for several years after providing him an heir, Valerie developed an attraction for her slave foreman and well...by the time Lyle returned, badly wounded and bedridden, Malcolm and Valerie had become passionate lovers." Samuel winked at me and said, "It appears that Valerie Cameron derived great pleasure from violating the black-white taboo...that and his "fine African peter," as she would so delicately put it."

I shook my head in wonder as he continued. "Lyle died in 1871 and being discreet around his now teenaged son, Philip, Valerie and Malcolm continued their affair. In 1875, Valerie became pregnant by Malcolm and took an extended holiday in Europe with her personal servants, Malcolm and Betina and when they came home, why, Malcolm and Betina were the proud parents of a handsome black son by the name of Albert.

"With funding from Valerie, Albert and Malcolm started a general store in the black quarter of Atlanta in 1886." Samuel chuckled as he said, "They say that Valerie Cameron was a tightfisted store owner and that two and three times a week she traveled to the Cameron store to pour over his accounts to make sure that she wasn't being cheated. Of course, the only thing that got poured was a lot of black dick into Valerie's pussy.

"Now in time, Valerie would introduce her daughter-in-law, Joanna to the joys of black cock and upon Valerie's death in 1911, Joanna took over attending to the business of supervising what eventually became Cameron's Grocery in Black Atlanta. They say she was taking care of business almost every day. Joanna had her white sons and a black son by Albert and eventually she introduced her son's wife, Martha into what will eventually become the 'Cameron Solution.' Martha will have my grandfather Delbert and introduce her daughter in law, Cecilia to the family business and who will later give birth to my father Robert. Cecilia will bring my mother Annabelle into the situation who will give birth to me and Annabelle will..."

"Change my world forever," slipped in Clarice. "And Samuel and I fucked up a storm and have Zachary and now...here we are." I glanced over at my mother-in-law and saw that she was curled up against him, slowly stroking his erection.

"Each generation of Cameron wives produces the heirs for both white and black," I said wonderingly. Did anyone ever have more than one child with their black lovers?"

Clarice sighed and said, "No...we each offer an heir up...maybe to help atone for the sins of our husbands and their ancestors...maybe just because we liked the idea. Plus, in the end...although we love our children, both black and white...the Cameron Solution is really about fucking and although I love Samuel in a sense, I still love my husband as I'm sure you still love Daniel."

I nodded and said, "I understand that I think, but, Clarice...you and Zachary...he's your son. That's..."

She grinned evilly and nodded. "Incest? Yes, I know and I'll be honest, having my son's cock inside me is the best sex I've ever known...combining my love for black cock and to fuck someone I love without reservation."

I shivered and said, "Have all the Cameron women been incestuous with their black children then?"

Samuel laughed and said, "No, not all of them. Valerie and Joanna began the practice, but Martha and Cecilia found it a taboo they simply couldn't cross. Annabelle...my mother on the other hand, well, it was all she could do to keep her hands off me until I was of age to join the family business. Mother claimed my virginity in 1966."

"And I was the same way, Maddy," said Clarice. "I fucked my black stud of a son the day he turned eighteen. I love black men and their cocks, but Zachary is the best I've ever had." She glanced over at Samuel who was looking back at her with an amused and fond expression. "His daddy's a close second."

Hank, almost forgotten was sitting at the bar and made a good natured snort. In all the shocking revelations, I had nearly forgotten about the third naked black man in the room. Samuel turned and said, "Hank, bring me Madelyn's book, please.

Hank reached behind the bar and brought out a slim photo album and brought it over, handing it to Samuel before sitting down on my opposite side. A delicious tingle went through me as I realized it was me that was now bracketed by two naked, handsome and very well hung African Americans. Amidst all my shock, I was still very aroused.

Samuel gave me a serious stare and said, "Now to business. It was Martha who came up with the idea that we alter our business model. Now, Cameron's Grocery is still in the black side of the family's portfolio, but Martha and Delbert created the actual business, 'The Cameron Solution' as she realized that there were other women in her social circle that could benefit from the personal attention of some handsome young black men. Since then, we've grown and prospered, providing steady and pleasurable work for many black men."

The older black man glanced at the young man beside me. "Hank here for example is working his way through college...plans to get his MBA before he's through. Some men stay on and others leave to pursue other dreams. Currently, there are twenty-seven gentlemen providing pleasure for some of Atlanta's more prominent white ladies."

He set the book down on the table and opened it up to the front page to show me a computer printout. "Madelyn, our service isn't cheap, but as you've already discovered, it's worth every penny."

I studied the printout and saw the yearly fee for utilizing 'The Cameron Solution' and let out a low whistle. "My goodness," I said in a faint voice, clearly shocked. "That, sir, is quite a sum of money."

Samuel nodded and said, "And for that, you have 24/7/365 access to 'The Cameron Solution. You could spend every waking moment of the year getting fucked by black cock and the fee doesn't change one iota."

Clarice added, "And it will be billed to Daniel's personal account at Cameron Enterprises...a little icing on the cake."

I looked up at my mother-in-law in surprise. "But, then he'll know about it!"

My husband's mother grinned viciously at me. "Absolutely, darling, and he won't say a word just as David has never protested. If our husbands won't satisfy us, we will find it elsewhere, discretely and without scandal. The family name is preserved, as is our families." Clarice licked her lips and winked. "And if Daniel is like his father, it might actually serve as a stimulus...at least occasionally."

I was dropping my jaw and gawping so much, I was a bit concerned it was going to become a habit. "David knows? David knows you're getting fucked regularly by black men and...approves?"

Everyone chuckled at my amazement. "Yes, as did his father and his father before him. I think in the end, they're relieved that our needs are being met and at least for David, the thought of being cuckolded by big black studs has been a turn-on.

"At your request, um...video can be provided at no additional cost," said Samuel. Many of our clients' husbands enjoy watching their wives being serviced by us. Some even ask to observe in person."

I felt a gush of pussy juice splash on my thighs as the very thought of Daniel watching me being fucked by Zachary, triggered a little orgasm. I took several deep breaths before I asked my next question. "Um, is having a child by Zachary a requirement?"

Samuel shook his head and replied, "No, not at all, although it is of course tradition. I'm confident that Zachary would have other sons who will take over the business someday. The choice is yours...." He paused and then said in a very confident, almost commanding tone, "But, it has been my experience that sooner or later, your desire for black cock will lead to more...a desire to have a black man's baby. It is, if nothing else, the ultimate submission to a black lover." He reached out and stroked my face with a single finger. "Imagine it, Madelyn, Zachary's child...a black child in your belly. I bet it makes you wet just thinking about it."

I tried to answer, but only managed a squeaky moan as again a little orgasm exploded between my thighs. Everyone laughed and then Samuel said, "I'll take that as a yes." After I nodded vigorously, Samuel flipped pages in the book. Here is our current roster. You can call ahead and request a particular man or just show up and choose from what's currently available."

My eyes grew wide and I said, "Oh my," as I gazed down at glossy photographs of many handsome and naked black men. All were well hung, although not all were as large as Zachary and his father. Some were young men, others were more mature and I resolved immediately to have them all...many, many times. I paused and studied a photograph of the young man I'd met downstairs...Stephen. He was slender with a wiry build and between his legs was a magnificent specimen of long, black cock.

Samuel offered me his hand and brought me to my feet. "Welcome to 'The Cameron Solution,' Madelyn," he said and then he kissed me, his tongue rolling over my lips until I opened my mouth so it could find my tongue and begin a dance with it. I felt weak in my knees and he sensed it, his hands strong and firm around my upper arms. I sighed happily into his mouth and closed my eyes and just enjoyed his kiss.

I opened them quickly went I felt a thick fleshy pole press into my inner thigh and slowly slip upwards to brush against my spread wide labia. "Oh my," I said with wonder in my strongest Alabama white girl accent." I realized suddenly that I was naked, Samuel having undone my robe while we were kissing and slipped it off my shoulders.

"If my son hasn't worn you out, Madelyn, I would love to give you a more personal welcome to 'The Cameron Solution."

I could feel my heart begin to beat faster in anticipation of violating my marriage vows for the second time today and again with a handsome black man with a huge cock. As Samuel's hands cupped and squeezed my breasts, I panted, "Oh yes, I'd love that!"

We began to kiss again as my fingers wrapped around his cock, stroking it and running the thick head up and down between my cum smeared labia while his hands touched me all over, stroking and squeezing, massaging and pinching until I was trembling with need.

He slowly backed me up and down onto the couch -- the cushions more than wide enough to accommodate us. Samuel took my left leg and brought it up over his shoulder as he carefully maneuvered himself between my legs. I suddenly remembered that we weren't alone and glanced across the room to the other couch, moaning as I saw my mother-in-law slowly impaling herself on Zachary's erect penis...slowly working his massive dick into her wet pussy. She was mounting him on what I learned is called a 'reverse cowgirl' position so we could watch each other fuck our respective black men.

I don't know what seemed more wonderfully lewd to me...the fact that my husband's mother and I were cuckolding our husbands together with black men or the fact that Clarice was fucking her own son.

My attention was drawn away from Zachary and Clarice as I felt Samuel's big, long cock begin to slowly force its way into my already well fucked pussy. I flung my head back on the cushioned arm of the couch and snarled, "Yessss! I love big black dick!"

Samuel snarled in turn, "Then you're really gonna love my big black cock, Madelyn," and he rammed himself brutally into me, spreading me open with his cock. I screamed with pleasure and some pain, thankful that Zachary had already fucked me or I'm sure I'd have thought that his father would tear me apart. My cunt muscles began to spasm in response to the invasion of so much cock meat, both trying to resist and clung to the thick black penis plunging inside me. "That's surely some sweet, white pussy, girl," Samuel groaned as he steadily buried himself inside me.

I let out a sob as I felt his balls slap against my ass and his pubic hair brushing my flesh as he got all his cock inside me. "Oh my fucking God!" I moaned as I wriggled beneath the older black man. Pleasure so intense it was almost painful wracked my body as I raised my right leg up off the floor and wrapped it around Samuel's butt, my body instinctively trying to keep his massive dick inside me.

Words escaped me as Samuel began to slowly fuck me, sliding his long cock almost half way out of my pussy and then thrusting back into me. My orgasm was immediate and intense, my body alighting with the flames of pure carnal pleasure as I rolled my hips in time to the black man's thrusts. My world quickly shrank to just me and my pleasure wracked body and Samuel, who it was clear was taking me to new heights of ecstasy with his long years of experience at pleasuring a woman.

Between the wet slapping sounds of our bodies coming together, I could hear other sounds of pleasure and managed to turn my head to witness Clarice bouncing on Zachary's lap, his cock wedged tightly in her pussy. My mother-in-law was the very epitome of carnal ecstasy with her face slack-jawed with sexual joy, fingers clawing at her mouth while the other hand was busy pinching her own swollen nipples. She babbled nonsense, unable to form even basic words, so intense was her pleasure.

Samuel suddenly rolled his hips a different way and it was my turn to babble as his huge cock scraped along new pressure points in my pussy and threw more fuel on the fire of my gasoline. He chuckled and leaned in and nipped at my blood engorged nipples for a minute before his tongue ran up between my breasts, lapping up fuck sweat until he was kissing me. I could smell pussy...mine and Clarice's as well as the man smell that Samuel and Zachary were emitting...a musky scent mixed with their sweat that made me even more aroused.

Suddenly Samuel broke the kiss and looked around. "Hank, what're you doing, just sitting there at the bar?" he said in a teasing tone. "Get on over here. Didn't you think Madelyn here might like to suck your cock?"

"YESSSSS!" I moaned, astounded at the lust I could hear in my husky voice. "I want to suck that long, black snake!"

Then the young black man was standing over me, his cock hard and waving in the air. Hank took it in hand and brushed it over my face, painting precum and his and Clarice's leavings over my skin. I tilted my head back a little more and stuck out my tongue, quivering with delight when he allowed me to roll my tongue over his fleshy, swollen knob. I could taste sperm and to my amazement, my mother-in-law's cunt...another first for me.

My head was swimming with excitement and desire as I managed to gasp, "Let me suck you, please!"

Hank laughed and said in a mocking street tone, "I always aims to please my white bitches. Suck on this, you black cock slut!" He guided his long, black penis between my lips and I began to lick and suck for all I was worth. As Samuel fucked me steadily, never easing up and allowing my orgasm to wane, Hank patiently fucked my face with his cock, letting me get his penis slick and wet with my saliva after I had cleaned him of his earlier adventures with Clarice.

I felt his hands on my head and he tilted my head back slightly and then said, "Let's see how much black dick you can swallow!" and then he slowly began to thrust into my mouth. I gulped and choked as I felt the thick head of his cock push into my gullet, worming its way down my throat. Air whistled shrilly through my nostrils as I felt inch after inch of cock slip past my lips. I realized with some shock and a little fear that I'd never taken a man so deep into my throat and I wondered if he was going to ram all of that long cock down my windpipe.

"Damn, girl....suck my dick," Hank said in a pleased tone. "Samuel, I bet this white bitch has got ten inches of cock in her mouth!" Samuel chuckled, panting as he fucked me while I gulped and made gobbling noises, wondering if I was going to choke to death on a monster black cock.

Just as I didn't think I could last another second, Hank eased up, slowly withdrawing his cock between my still clamped tight lips until I was coughing and gasping for air. "Maddy," Hank purred. "Your mouth felt like teenage pussy, your throat squeezing itself around my dick. You get a gold star for sucking dick!"

After I took a few deep breaths of sweet air and rode out another intense wave of sweet pleasure from Samuel's never tiring cock, I looked up into Hank's eyes and wheezed, "More, baby...I want more of your black cock!"

He laughed and we repeated my deep-throating effort, me determined to get even more of him inside me even as I nearly convulsed, my body filled so deeply by both cocks...the pleasure and intensity so incredible as my pussy tried to tighten around Samuel's erection and I gagged while Hank shoved nearly eleven inches of hard, black penis into my mouth.

I rode the wave of ecstasy, reveling in becoming for the moment the complete white whore for the two black men, submitting to their cocks' abuse of my body, constantly in a state of incredible orgasm that was more intense than I could ever have imagined.

My state of carnal heaven was pierced only by the sudden shrieks of my mother-in-law as I watched her thrashing about, impaled on her son's cock as Zachary began to cum, ejaculating yet another huge load into his white mother's pussy. Her eyes were glazed with utter and complete ecstasy as the young black man filled her with his seed. Their mutual orgasms spurred Samuel on and he began to fuck me harder, his face growing intense as he approached his own climax.

Then Hank began humping my face quickly and brutally, suddenly withdrawing his cock from my mouth and then in an explosion of hot semen, showering my face with his thick, sweet jism. "Oh yes," groaned Samuel as he hammered his cock home, sinking as deep as his son had gone inside my womb and filling me with more sperm, making me feel as if I engorged with black men's semen.

My pleasure escalated and became something else...something so intense and beautiful I wasn't sure my body could contain it. I began to sob with joy as again orgasmic delight overwhelmed me and consumed me until everything faded except the ecstasy that enveloped me...so wonderful and heavenly, I could only surrender myself to it and drown happily in its embrace.

I awoke feeling tired and wonderful and rejuvenated. Even before my eyes opened, I could feel a warm, soft body snuggled up against me. The body moved, wiggling to get even closer and I felt thick, rubbery nubs scrape against my breast even as I became aware of a pillow of soft flesh against me. I opened my eyes to see my mother-in-law's dark, gray streaked hair on my shoulder, one arm thrown across my waist and one shapely leg draped over my thigh. Her bald cunt, still wet and no doubt leaking Zachary's semen felt warm and delicious against my hip.

I shifted slightly and Clarice lifted her head, eyes sleepy but pleased. "Hi, Maddy," she said softly.

"Hi, Clarice," I murmured back. I looked around. The room appeared to be identical to the bedroom where Zachary had fucked me so magnificently earlier. "How'd we get here?"

"I think Samuel and our son carried us into here to rest. I could barely move after having Zachary and you...well, darling daughter, you were out like a light. I have never seen someone cum as hard as you did with Samuel."

Memories of my last conscious moments flashed through my head. I shivered with delight at the merest hint of being fucked so well. I brought a hand to my face and felt the stickiness there. I held my hand out to see the remains of Hank's semen, but Clarice seized my hand and boldly licked my fingers clean. She rose up, her arms on either side of me and her breasts rubbing against mine as she said, "Please, dear Maddy, allow me."

Still weak from being fucked so well, I couldn't even protest as I lay there stunned as my mother-in-law began licking my face clean of the young black man's sperm smeared on my face. Her actions were surprise enough, but I was astonished at how much I enjoyed the touch of her tongue and the feel of her soft body against mine.

Clarice brought her mouth to mine and I instinctively opened my lips to receive her sperm laden tongue and our tongues danced and shared the cool remains of Hank's long and lovely cock. Hands began to wander about, stroking each other's bodies, caressing and hefting breasts until we finally broke the kiss, a streamer of spit and cum suspended between our lips until my mother-in-law snapped and ate it up, licking her lips and looking down at me obviously pleased with herself.

"You know," she began. "'The Cameron Solution' is also a wonderful place for you and me to become closer." She kissed me again even as I felt her hand slip down between my thighs, fingers finding my still open labia and sliding inside me to stir the semen of Samuel and Zachary deposited inside. "I would very much enjoy getting to know my daughter-in-law on such a more intimate level."

She removed her hand from my well fucked cunt and brought it up to her mouth to lick my juices off while I could only whisper, "I'd love that."

Clarice kissed me again, long and slow, sharing her mouthful of semen and pussy cream with me before finally rising off me and glancing wryly at a clock on the wall. "Alas, I have an appointment this evening I cannot get out of."

Teasingly, she slipped from my grasp, me holding out my arms to her, anxious to see what new depredations I could discover. "Clarice...Mother Cameron," I began, aching for her continued embrace.

She shook her head and sighed. "Family duty calls, darling." She stuck her tongue out at me and said, "However, I am sure I can clear my entire schedule for tomorrow." In her best sugary Georgia peach accent, she said, "I propose that you and I spend the entire day tomorrow being pleasured by our lovely black men and exploring the love that dare not speak it's name."

I giggled and replied as I climbed out of bed after her, "I don't care what it's called so long as I get to try and eat your pussy for the first time!'

Clarice came into my arms and before we kissed, said, "It's a date, daughter in law." After our tongues dueled while we caressed each other for a long, delicious minute, my mother-in-law licked her lips and then whispered, "I can't wait to get you into a sixty-nine, Maddy and eat several loads of my black son's sperm out of your pussy!"

With her words echoing in my ears, I pulled myself together to go home, astounded to see that I'd fucked and slept the day away. Clarice assured me that Daniel would not be terribly shocked to learn I had finally visited 'The Cameron Solution,' as it was, "As much a part of our family as anything else. It is tradition and our family adores tradition."

Before we left, Zachary came to us with two DVD discs. "It's a bit rough...not a lot of time for polishing it, but I think it will serve." He kissed me after saying, "The camera really loves you, Maddy...especially when you've got a big black cock inside you."

"I suspect Daniel might enjoy seeing your first time with a black man, dear," Clarice said, tucking her copy away in her purse. "Lord knows that David could barely keep his hands off me or his dick out of me for weeks after I started cuckolding him." She grinned as she prepared to exit the business and added, "Not that I could hardly feel him after Samuel's wonderful pole in me had taught me what a real man feels like."

I watched her leave with Zachary's arm around my shoulders. He finally turned me to face him and said, "I'll be waiting for you tomorrow, Maddy."

"Me too!" I gushed, feeling like a silly school girl in the thrall of her first serious crush. "I love how you make me feel -- how you feel inside me."

Zachary grinned and replied, "I like how I feel inside you too, white girl. My cock loves your pussy." He leaned in and whispered, "Now, whatever you use for contraception, you just toss it away. I want my black son in your belly as soon as possible!"

His hand rubbed my belly for emphasis while I replied, amazed at the truth in my reply, "I want that too, Zachary. I want your baby inside me right now!" I kissed him, standing on tiptoe as he leaned down, our tongues eager and playful and as sore as I felt, I wanted to let him take me right there on the lobby floor and make me pregnant.

Finally, the kiss ended and Zachary licked his lips as he grinned down at me and said, "Damn, Maddy. We're going to have fun getting it done!" He spun me around and slapped me playfully on the ass to send me out the door. I walked back to my car, not caring if I drew stares as I walked exactly like a woman should when she's been very well fucked.

As I drove home, I marveled at how my life had changed since Clarice had given me that simple card. It was hard to believe it had been only a little over twenty-four hours. Once in a while, I would glance in the mirror and I knew that on the surface, nothing had changed...I looked just as I had when I'd left the house this morning, except for perhaps the fire in my eyes that betrayed the passion coursing through my veins.

But despite surface appearances, I knew that I was from head to toe a new woman -- one now completely devoted to my new passion. My husband's puny white cock would no longer suffice, even if he did show me more attention. For the rest of my life I would be devoted to black cock...to the lovely men who possessed those magical tools between their legs and the pleasure that they offered. I would dedicate myself to being a black cock slut until the day I died.

I had awoken up this morning, despairing of the loveless life that I had, but now I couldn't be happier. As I steered my car toward home with one hand, my free hand was between my legs, delving into my well fucked cunt, swirling around the semen of two wonderful black men who had offered me the solution to all my woes...'The Cameron Solution.' As I drove home, my thoughts on Zachary and Samuel and all the lovely black cocks I had yet to experience, I realized I had never been happier.