The Bel Air interracial breeding slut: The Beginning

Daughter spies on parents. The mother fucks black men and father encourages them to fuck and breed her. The mother has become infertile. Daughter visits bar and

I am Lee-Ann, 24 years old white slut for black cock. I have been bred 6 times by black cock. No-one would ever have believed that I would become what I did. My father is very wealthy and we live in Bel Air in a house that is a copy of an old English Manor. I am an only child.
My life changed when I was 15 years old. I had a bedroom in another wing of the Manor then my parents. I almost had that wing as my private living area. But that night I did not feel well and wanted to be comforted by my mother. It was about 12 o’ clock on a Saturday night, so they should be in bed and went to their bedroom.
When I arrived at their bedroom I heard noises that heard like screaming. I was afraid that somebody was assaulting my parents in their bedroom. I kept quiet and silently walked up to the bedroom door. I did not dare to enter, but peeked through the keyhole. I was totally shocked by what I saw: MY MOTHER WAS BEING FUCKED BY A BLACK GUY AND MY FATHER WAS LOOKING AND CHEARING.
I was about to storm into the room and would stop them, but somehow the view of that black cock inside my mother stopped me from going in. I got aroused by the view and started listening to the ‘screams’. My mother was demanding the black guy to fuck her harder and harder. That looked almost impossible, because the black guy did his best and had a very big dick to fuck my mother. She pushed on his butt to trust his cock even deeper inside her. At first I could not really make out what my dad was yelling. He was aroused and did not yell very clearly. Finally I could hear him yell: ‘Fill he up with your cum, make her cunt overflow with black seed” and something I had not heard before “ Breed her” . Later he yelled “Knock her up”. I understood that breeding meant knocking her up, but I knew that would be impossible. My mother had her tubes tied, so she could not get pregnant. It seemed to drive my father nuts to believe she could get pregnant by the black guy! When the black guy came inside my mother, she had an unbelievable orgasm. She screamed and yelled like an ordinary street whore. My dad also came a few seconds later and the black guy slid off my mother.
I had all forgotten about the reason I went to their bedroom, but went to my own bedroom as fast as I could. I was still completely aroused and needed to have some release. I needed to masturbate and quickly as well. All the time I could only think about the things I had seen and heard. I thought about the black guy fucking my mother, about breeding, about getting knocking up.
I wanted to learn more about the meaning of breeding. The next day I went on the internet to find out. It did not take long to find the meaning of interracial breeding, being black bred and breeding parties. I also found several video’s with ‘black bred’ sluts of wives. I could not believe them to be real, but one could never know. It did turn me on and I fantasized about being bred and doing breeding parties. I knew I was much too young to really be bred and I did not know any black guys. There were not many very black guys in Bel Air. And the ones that lived looked way too boyish.
The next few weeks I tried to figure out when mom and dad would have a black lover over that would fuck mom. Soon it became clear that this would always happen when mom turned to bed early because ‘she was not feeling well’. Dad would find an excuse to go to bed early as well. Both went to ‘bed’ before nine o’clock.
The first time this happened I would sneak up to their door and peeked through the keyhole. Again I saw my mother being fucked by a black guy, but this was another one then the previous time. He was even more muscular then the one before. His dick was also a lot bigger. I could not believe my mother could take the whole thing, but she did not have any problem having such a big one disappear in her hole. Dad yelled: “push your dick inside her womb and knock her up!” His dick was so big that he might have pushed all the way down her womb. I was very impressed when mom mounted his dick and rode it. She took the whole dick inside her. I think it must have been at least 14 inches. I saw the dick getting wetter and wetter as my mom started to leak. I was so fixated on watching my mom that I did not see the guy cum inside her. Then I saw white stuff leaking out of her and realized the black guy had cum inside her!
About a week later I saw two black guys playing with my mom and fucking her brains out. After the first guy had cum inside her I saw seed leaking out and see the second guy shoving the seed back inside with his dick. I kept looking at the seed being pushed in again and again. This time I was almost caught peeking. I was still looking and only in the last moment I saw my dad coming to the bedroom door. I ran away and they never saw me, but I knew peeking at the door was a little risky.
Our house was a replica of an old English mansion. Dad had once told me the mansion had secret rooms and corridors. He had shown me the drawings when I was about twelve years old. He had told me that even beside their bedroom was a hidden room. Luckily I remembered he had shown and told me about the rooms and corridors. When they were out of the house, I went to my fathers’ room , found the drawings and learned how to get to the secret room beside their bedroom. The secret room beside their bedroom had a one-way mirror. When I found out, I went to see what and how it was. It was of a nice size, but did not have anything in it. I placed a nice lounge chair from the attic inside the room.
As I was doing alright, I went in my parents’ room to see what other secrets they kept to themselves. In my mom’s dresser I found several kinky dresses and underwear, but also a large quantity of big, very big and enormous black dildos. Some of them bigger then the black dicks she had before. I could not imagine she would take those in her cunt as well, but she must have used them as she would not have bought them otherwise. There were so many black dildos that I thought she would not notice if there were a few missing. I took two of the smallest ones, but they were still big.
That night I went to my bedroom with the two stolen dildos. I undressed and lay on the bed with the two dildos beside me. Each on a different side of me. I let the images of the last weeks pass by: mom being fucked by black guys and dad yelling beside her. My hands each took a dildo to feel and caress. It struck me how big they were. They both felt nice and strong. My hands could not encompass them. They were just way too big for my hands. I just took one of the two in my hands and stroke it as if I wanted it to cum. It did not cum as it was just a dildo, but it placed it on my body to feel how heavy it was. I could really feel it pushing on my body. I imagined that a real one would not be as heavy as this big dildo, but it would take several years to know if it was. I let it roll over my body and pushed it against my face. I lifted it and tried to take it inside my mouth. It did not fit. I could not even get the tip of the dildo inside my mouth. Meanwhile my cunt was getting wet. I felt my cunt leak and felt the fluids running down my bottom. In my mind the words ‘cum inside her’, ‘shoot your seed inside her’, ‘get her pregnant’, ‘breed her’ kept running round and made me horny. I did not deer to push the dildo inside me as I still was a virgin, but I let it slide between my legs. It rubbed my cunt and clit in the most wonderful ways. I did not get an orgasm, but it was a nice feeling. I wondered how the dido would feel inside me. I tried to push it in, but that did not work as my hymen did not give way. I wondered if it would be possible to get in inside me if I would thrust myself onto it. I placed the dildo on the bed and hovered above it. Gently I lowered down and let the tip of the dildo touch my cunt. Again my hymen did not give way. I put myself up in the air and thrusted myself with a strong push onto the dildo. It went in deep. I took almost three-quarter of the dildo inside me and it was 12 inch long and 4 inches thick! I also had a huge orgasm. My cunt crammed around the large dildo. I could not take it out again. I had to wait a half hour before I could take it out again.
The next time my mother went to bed early, I told my dad I also was tired and would go to bed early, but I sneaked along the secret corridor into my secret room. I took one of the dildos with me. I intended to play with it while watching, but did not know if I could take it inside me without making too much noise. I had a much better view. My dad had not yet gone to ‘bed’ and my mother was still alone. I saw her lying on the bed playing with one of her enormous dildos. It must have been 25 inches long and 10 inch thick, but her cunt could handle it. She kept shoving it in and out of her wet cunt. She moaned like crazy and kept dirty talking. “Fill me with cum”, “Shoot your black cum inside me”, “Breed me” kept flowing from her lips. After some time my dad came in the bedroom with three black guys this time. I had no idea how they had gotten into the house, but they must have come in using one of the secret corridors that went into street as not to let the neighbors know what was going on. The three black guys directly went for my mother and fondled her tits, took the dildo over and shoved it inside her once more before removing it. The guys did not waste time. The first guy mounted my mother and started fucking her hard and wild. My dad kept yelling “breed her”, “shoot your black seed inside her”, “knock her up”. I think this guy was new, because he came inside her within minutes. My dad yelling made him lose all control and shoot his load much too soon. The second guy mounted her and pushed hard and deep. My mother started to talk to him and he stepped up his pace. I could not hear my mother speak, but I knew what she would be saying by now. After some time I saw the second guy shutter and knew he had come inside my mother. The third guy turned my mother over and took her doggy style. He told her he could fuck her deeper this way and make sure she would get pregnant. I grinned as I knew that would be impossible. I think the guys really believed they could knock up my mother. I had been stroking the dildo along my cunt, but I did not dare to push it in. After the guys had gone, I went to my bedroom. Now I was alone, I dared to use the dildo. I had placed it on the bed again and-while letting the events of that evening passing me by- thrusted myself onto it. It went further than the first time and again I had an orgasm.
For the next two years every Saturday I would watch my parents on many occasions and stole a few more -larger- dildos to enjoy myself. I would have wanted to fuck black guys as well, but there was no way I could get into contact with dirty, big black guys. I had no way of getting to the places where they would be. I learned how to ride a dildo when my mom was fucking black guys without making too much noise. I rode it gently just to get aroused and enjoy. When I would go to my own bed I would make myself come.
In that time I noticed dad and mom had some crazy rituals. Mom started fucking one black guy the first week and each week another black was added until she finally had 10 black guys and then it would start over again with one black guy. When there would be less than 6 black guys my dad would jerk off after them and just on his own. When mom had gotten 6 or more loads, after each load she would lay on the edge of the bed and would spread her cunt. My dad would stand between her legs and would encourage her to push up the seed to show to him. When my dad could see the cum, he would start to jerk off and my mother would yell “shoot cum over me” or “shoot your cum on my face”. Most of the time, he could not cum on her, but his seed would drop to the ground or just hit the edge of the bed. He could only shoot on her face after the sixth or seventh guy, but I only saw him do it a few times in all those two years.
I started to wonder how mom and dad would feel if their pretty clean cut daughter would become a black breeding slut. Listening to dad and mom talking and yelling about knocking a slut up and having a slut bred by black guys, I hoped that they would love to see their daughter turn in a black bred slut. More and more I wanted to become such a slut. I dreamed of nothing else. I imagined visiting breeding parties with 20 or 30 black guys, becoming pregnant and even while being pregnant getting fucked by a lot of black guys. I would be a star of the Fetish Fun Films. Sometimes it looked as if they knew I was looking at their dirty games and charades. As if they wanted their daughter to become a big slut for black cock, to be a regular visitor of breeding parties.
The more I thought about it, the more I really wanted to become a black breeding slut. I dreamed about fucking as many black guys as I could on as many occasions as possible and never have any protection at all. I would dream about breeding parties with as many as hundred black guys all cum inside me and leaving their black seed inside my fertile cunt. In my mind I already had been bred at least a dozen times.
On my seventeenth birthday I got two wonderful presents: a car to travel around and a credit card with a $ 2000 spending limit a month. And I knew my parents would not look at my spending as long as I did not go over my limit.
I already knew how I would use these. I would use the car to travel to neighborhoods with a large supply of black guys, such as Vermont Vista, Green Meadows, Vermont-Slauson or Compton. I chose these neighborhoods as they have the highest rape rates of all of Los Angeles. There would be a rather nice supply of black guys that would love to shove their black dicks inside a white cunt.
I could not drive to those parts of town with the car my dad had bought for me. It was way too luxurious and would be stripped clean if I would park anywhere in those black neighborhoods. I bought an old rundown car and rented a garage box in on Irwin Avenue. If I wanted to go to the black neighborhoods, I could switch cars. And I could also switch clothes. I could not show up in my Bel Air designer dresses, but needed to have ‘better clothes’. I bought two spandex dresses that just covered my ass and almost left my pussy showing. One of them was green and the other was purple. Just two dresses and colors no-one in Bel Air would ever wear.
A few weeks after my seventeenth birthday on a Friday night I had enough courage to do what I planned to do: getting to a black neighborhood and get my pussy filled by black cock. From friends I had heard about the worst bars in those neighborhoods were a nice white girl as me would never go if she didn’t want to get molested or even worse get fucked or raped. My girlfriend Jenny told me about an illegal bar where only bad girls would go as they would be fucked for sure. She even told me the address she had heard, but she believed it to be an urban myth. I did not want to be ‘raped’, but I definitely wanted to get fucked. I did not want to get pregnant –yet, so I had a lot of condoms with me. My handbag was stuffed with hundreds of condoms. I would need those as I could not get the pill. Our doctor was a good friend of the family and I knew he would tell my parents if I would ask for the pill.
I drove from my street (the Collinda Strada Street) by the San Diego Freeway to Irwin Avenue where I had rented a car box in a storage unit. I exchanged my cars and changed into my green spandex dress. I also changed my makeup. I had shiny red lipstick that would glow in the dark and also had green eyeshade. I really looked like trailer trash. I also looked like I was older than 18. From there I drove to the East Rosecrans Avenue. In that area I parked my car. I went to the address on East Peck Street my girlfriend had told about. With the word ‘Peck’ I immediately associated ‘a big pecker’ which I was looking for. I did not expect to find a bar there, but when I got there it was real! It didn’t look much. It was located in an abandoned factory that almost fell apart. At the door several black guys were hanging around. I really was in ‘Nigger town’.
One of the guys asked me if this was the place I would like to go into and if I knew what this place was all about? I told the guys that I knew and what I could expect once I was inside, but that I did not mind at all. Nervously I entered the building in my green spandex dress I had not worn before. And now I really felt how unprotected my ass and cunt were. While I entered I felt several hands grope at every part I had.
Inside it was dark and noisy. There were a lot of rude words flying around and I heard a lot of whistling towards me. When I looked around I could see I was the only white girl inside. There were some black girls, but no whites at all!
A big tall black guy walked up to me and I noticed all other guys would step aside, so he must be the Boss in the bar. He bent over me and started talking. “So Missy, you really want to be here and have done to you what you have heard about the bar?” he asked me. I told him I did. I told him: “You can fuck me as long as I can take it, but only when you use a condom. I will spread my legs for any black cock that is wearing a condom. My handbag is full of condoms, so you can take them and put them on your peckers and fuck me. You can fuck me everywhere you would like to do it; in the toilet, in the bar, on the bar, on a table, just everywhere.”
He just picked me up, shoved a finger up my cunt and carried me to the toilet. There he threw me on the floor. I put up my handbag so he could pick a condom and fuck me. He took a condom and put it on. I was glad he did, because I could have gotten pregnant without one.
He spread my legs and shoved his big dick inside my cunt. It was the first dick I had ever had inside, but I had no problem with his size as I as used with my mom’s dildos. His dick was big and warm. He was moving like a mad. When I had the dildos I was in charge of speed and thrust, but he fucked me faster and deeper. I don’t know how long he fucked me, but it must have been five minutes or so before he let himself go. I did not have an orgasm, but hoped that would come later that evening. He slid off me and a second guy stood in line. I held up my handbag again and made him pick a condom before fucking me. His cock was a little smaller then from the boss, but his was thicker. I like feeling a thicker dick inside me. I like feeling my cunt being spread wide. Like the boss he took about five minutes to come. I saw several guys all lined up to fuck me. I did not know how many guys I could take, but I just would see. Each time it was the turn for a new guy I would put up my handbag and had them pick a condom and looked if they would put it on. One guy tried to fake it and I closed my legs. “Only if you put on a condom I will spread my legs for you”, I yelled at him. After a while I could take more guys. My handbag was not yet empty, but I had lost track of the amount of guys that had fucked me.
I stood up and went for the boss. I told him I would be back a week later and that they could do the same things to me as they had done now. “As long as they would wear a condom, I will spread my legs for any black guy”, I told him. I asked him if I could park my car closer to the bar as I did not feel safe walking the distance to the area from my parking lot to the bar. That sounded strange after being fucked by so many guys. He told me they would have a parking space beside the bar the next time I would come.
Glad I had gone thru with all of this I rode back to my garage box. In the garage box I counted how many condoms still were left in my handbag. I still had seventy condoms left, so I had been fucked by thirty ‘niggers’. I knew one should not call black people ‘niggers’, but it made me feel dirtier, hornier and cheaper.
The next six months I would go to the bar every week. And every week I was fucked by 30 or 40 guys. Each time I got back I would count the condoms left. I made sure I always had exactly 100 condoms in my handbag. That’s how I knew how many ‘niggers’ fucked me.
It was all right, but I started to miss something. I wanted to get their seed inside me. I wanted to get filled like mom was. It no longer was ok to just being fucked, I wanted more. At the same time I did not want to get them cum inside me as I could get pregnant. And I was afraid of getting pregnant. I had mixed feelings of wanting their cum inside me and getting pregnant. Part of me deeply wanted to get pregnant, but another part felt I was still too young. Even if I had heard about so many teen moms and seen them on t.v.. Maybe I needed fate to decide for me!
How would I get fate to decide for me? Just let the guys fuck me bare would surely get met pregnant in no time. Even if some of them would fuck me with and some without a condom I would get pregnant. One evening lying in bed and having fun with one of my own black dildos I had bought with my new credit card I came to me. I would give the guys a change by sabotaging some of the condoms. I would puncture some of the condoms and there might be a change that some of the seed would spill inside me.
The next time I went to my garage box I punctured five condoms once with a needle. I made a small hole in them. I mixed these condoms in with the rest so I also did not know which condoms were punctured.
When I entered the bar I somehow felt different as I knew I had some punctured condoms with me. Somehow I was more thrilled and aroused then before. Just thinking about the possibility of getting seed inside me made my cunt get all wet.
As soon as I entered the bar, the ‘niggers’ would push me to the floor. They would take a condom out of my handbag and I would open up my legs as I had promised. I spread my legs wider than before, just hoping for some seed to spill inside me. After each ‘nigger’ that came inside me I wondered if he would be the one to have spilled some seed inside me. I tried to feel if they had, but if they had it would be so little I would not feel it at all. That evening I felt I could take more black guys than before. As I returned to the garage I counted the condoms and counted I only had 50 condoms left, so I had been fucked by 50 ‘niggers’ . I tried to see if I could find one of more of the punctured condoms, but I did not find any. I did not know if I could not find the punctured ones because the puncture was too small or that they all had been used. That was a little frustrating.
The next week I punctured 50 of the 100 condoms with one small hole so that there would be a good chance that some ‘niggers’ would spill some seed inside me. Every second ‘nigger’ could leave some of his black seed inside my cunt. It was not a question if some seed would be spilled inside me, but more of how much would get inside me.
As I entered the bar I felt dirtier and hornier than ever before. Usually I did not care where they would fuck me, but this time I wanted to be fucked in the toilet as a good white trash slut should be. The boss wanted to fuck me first and I led him to the toilet. As always I held up my handbag so he could pick a condom. I hoped he would be a lucky guy that found a punctured condom. I did not know, but I sure opened my legs as wide as I could to offer him my cunt to fuck. He drove his pecker deep inside me and fucked me hard. He always talked about fucking his white slut good and deep. I like him talking like this. It reminded me of my father yelling at my mother. When he would talk I did not think of anything else and only kept feeling him fucking me. Often I had asked him to shout or yell at me as that made me happy. He had told the other guys to be verbally abusive as well. I liked it. They could not be abusive enough. No-one so far had used the words breeding or knocking her up yet, but the rest had passed by. He came as he shouted another bad word to me. I loved it.
His brother, who was second in command, was even more creative with calling me names. He was also the one to fuck me as second. He was dirtier than his brother. He had more tattoos and some scars from fights. He also had a thicker dick that felt much nicer. I opened my handbag so he could take a condom as well. Even more then his brother I hoped he would get a punctured condom to spill some seed inside me. He always was quicker than his bother. He would trust harder and deeper and because his dick was a lot thicker I would feel more. I would feel how my pussy would open up and get slippery. Just wet was not enough to get his dick inside, I needed to be all slippery.
The evening passed and o so many guys had fucked me that a good deal of seed had to be slipped inside me I guessed. When I returned to my garage I counted I still had 46 condoms left. It meant 54 condoms had been used. I dawned on me that 27‘niggers’ might have spilled their cum inside me. I might even gotten pregnant that evening. But I still felt disappointed as I had not seen any of the seed that was spilled and I did not know which of the guys might have spilled his seed inside me. I needed to make sure I would feel or know. At that moment I all forgot about the ‘dangers’ of getting pregnant. It was more important to be sure to have ‘nigger’-seed inside me. Getting pregnant would be the price I had to pay in order to feel satisfied. I did not want to give up the fun of having the black guys pick a condom out of my handbag and have them put it on. But I wanted to see or feel that they shot their cum inside me. A very wicked idea came to me. Instead of making one puncture in a condom I would make as many as would be needed to make the condom break! I had no idea how many that would be, but if I would make ten or fifteen holes close to each other a condom would have a good chance of breaking!
The next week I bought a whole new batch of 100 condoms from a less reliable brand. In my bedroom I made 10 stacks of five condoms each and punctured each stack fifteen times with a needle. The other 50 condoms I left as they were. I hoped that the 50 punctured condoms would rupture and break. The ‘niggers’ would leave their seed in me and I would really be sure they came inside me. I put all 100 condoms back in my handbag and mixed them well. As the condoms were from a less reliable brand I hoped even more would break by themselves.
I could not wait till I would be going to the bar again. The week seemed to last longer than normal. Since I had punctured the condoms my cunt was really itching. It was no use working on the dildo as it did not give me any satisfaction at all. All I could do was think about the black guys that would be cum inside me!
Finally the great day came. That day I wanted to be very special, so I shaved my cunt. I also wrote “Slut for Black Dick” on my belly with a big black marker and draw an arrow from my belly down to my cunt. I also draw a black dick on both of my legs pointing to my cunt as well. My designer dresses would cover these drawings, but my green spandex dress did not. A small part of the drawing showed below my dress, but I did not mind.
That night I went earlier than I had ever been. At six o’clock I drove away from my home in Bel Air to the garage where I would switch my car, my dress and make up. I was very nervous and kept mixing the condoms over and over. I don’t know why I did that, but it seemed like I tried to get all punctured condoms on top. I changed cars and drove to my parking space beside the bar. It was a warm day and I thought it would be a nice idea if I went in naked.
When the ‘niggers’ saw me, they were stunned seeing those nasty drawings and markings. Their remarks were even filthier than usual. I heard them calling me their slut for black cock, if I liked nigger dick etc. Their hands were all over me, but they knew they had to wait till the boss had fucked me before they could have a fuck as well.
Even the boss was surprised to see me with all those writings and drawings. He walked up to me and said: “well, who is very horny today. You really want to be the biggest white trash slut this neighborhood has ever seen. I should fuck you silly”. I just turned around and grabbed his dick. I had never done that before, but he seemed to like it. He pushed his finger inside my cunt and noticed it was very slippery. I had been dripping all day. He slammed me on a table and wanted to fuck me, but I held up my handbag so he would need to pick a condom. He picked one and I could not see if it was a punctured or non-punctured one, I would soon find out wouldn’t I. He shoved the condom over his dick and pushed it inside me. He was looking over me and could see all the writing and the arrow. The way he looked at me told me it aroused him. As he started to fuck me, I felt the condom break. A smile came over me. I knew he would blow his cum inside my eager cunt. I pressed my cunt tighter around his dick so he would come sooner. He did not notice that the condom had broken, he just continued fucking me. My cunt pressed to tightly that he could not last long. Within three minutes he came and his seed flowed inside me. When he came I sighed slightly. He was too aroused to notice the change in reaction I had. As he pulled out he saw the condom was broken and sperm was sipping along his cock. He turned to me and said: “Sorry my slut for black cock, but the condom broke and I have shot black cum inside you”. I could only stutter: “Don’t worry, it will be ok. It sometimes happens that a condom breaks. Just put it aside so I can have a look at it later.” I was glad finally black cum had been shot inside me! I was imagining the black cum sliding towards and inside womb.
His brother was already between my legs and seemed to be pleased I had some black cum inside me even if it was an ‘accident’. I held my handbag up and he picked a condom. I heard him mumble that he might also get lucky and the condom would break. He would love to shoot his cum inside this slut as well. He shoved the condom over his dick and teased my cunt. He talked to me: “Maybe this condom will also break. And I will also fill you up with black sperm”. I replied: “Yeh, maybe I am so unlucky that two condoms will break and have black cum inside me. Let’s hope that won’t happen. But if it happens, put it with your brothers broken condom and I will have a look.” He pushed his dick inside me so hard and so quick that the condom my break on its own. He fucked me hard and deep. It did also break. I felt it snap inside me. It did not make a sound, but I felt it was broken. I had done a good job at making sure those punctured condoms would rupture. As his brother he was aroused by the writing and drawings. He also came in record time. He had never finished so quickly and this time he had shot his seed inside me. He also noticed that the condom was broken and apologized. As I was grasping for air I just stuttered: “Don’t apologize. Once in a while condoms break. One cannot help it. It just happens. Put it with your brothers’ “.
The next two guys had picked condoms that did not break, but the fifth and sixth condom did also break as I was fucked. Again I calmed the guys by telling them that condoms at times do break and it is just bad luck when it happens. I told them to put them with the other broken condoms. Every guy in the bar did fuck me after these ‘accidents’, as they also hoped they would have a chance to shoot their cum inside me. Maybe some hoped I would not be on the pill and they had a chance of knocking up a white trash slut. At the end of the evening my handbag was empty and there was a pile of broken condoms on the table beside me. As they all had finished fucking me I tried to get up, but my legs did not work. I had to wait a while before my legs did work again. When I was up I moved to the table with the pile of condoms and shoved them in my handbag. I wanted to count how many had broken, but not in front of the ‘niggers’. I told them I would be back next week and hoped that not as many condoms would break as this evening.
In my garage I counted the condoms that had broken. I counted seventy broken condoms. I had taken quite some loads of black sperm. So not only the 50 I had punctured had ruptured, but also 20 of the ones I had not punctured had broken anyway. These condoms really could not be trusted. You had about 40% chance they would break on their own! That is a big risk on getting pregnant. As that run through my head I realized I also had a good chance of getting bred by niggers. How would my parents react to that news? Would they be pleased or devastated? The more I thought about getting bred by niggers the more I started loving the idea. I no longer felt that I was too young. I had already had more sex that most white girl of Bel Air my age. I grinned at that thought. How would my girlfriends react if they could see me now? How would they react if they knew I was on my way of becoming a black bred slut?
Although I knew 70 of the condoms had broken, I wanted them all to break the next time. I wanted all the black guys in the bar to come inside me and shoot his sperm deep inside me. I did not want to lose any chance of getting bred by black. I would buy the same unreliable brand of condoms I had bought the previous week, but the next time I would puncture all condoms 15 times. I really wanted to be sure they all would break when the niggers fucked me. On the day before I went to the bar, I made 20 piles of five condoms each and punctured each pile 15 times. After I had punctured each pile 15 times, I punctured each pile five more times. In the end each condom had been punctured 20 times and they would all break very quickly. They would almost certainly break on ‘impact’.
I went as early as the previous week as I knew I would be fucked until all condoms were used up. The niggers would quickly realize that all condoms would break when they fucked me. And they seemed to enjoy the possibility to shoot their cum inside me. To them it was much more fun that having to cum inside a condom.
When I came to the bar, the boss was not around. He was out of town, but his brother replaced him. His brother was the first one to fuck me. This time I had made the drawings even bigger than before and I had also drawn a Queen of Spades picture on one of my tits. It was four inches big, so you could not overlook it. The brother was over the moon when he saw the Queen of Spades picture. He told me I should get a tattoo like that. I told him I would think about it.
He dragged me to the toilet to fuck me. He really liked it filthy and dirty. He pushed me on the floor and tried to spread my legs. I kept them closed and put up my handbag. I told him he should use a condom if he wanted to fuck me. He took a condom and put it on. He tried to push my legs open and this time I let him go ahead. He sank his dick inside me. The condom did not yet break, but soon it would do so. I did not let him fuck me, but I started fucking him instead. He liked it and did not notice the condom broke –again. Having punctured it five more time I felt it snap good. I felt that the condom had broken completely. I could not feel any part of the condom anymore. It must have been destroyed while he fucked me. Only the base if the condom might still be intact. It seemed he had also felt the breaking of the condom. He bent over my face and breathed in my face: “The condom broke. I am going to cum inside your white slut cunt. I hope you’re on the pill, because I really want to breed you. I don’t mind the condom broke. I really like to shoot my cum inside you.” I tried to look to be shocked. So I yelled: “Oh no, not again. I can’t help it those condoms keep breaking. Why is this happening to me? Why am I so unlucky that those condoms break just like that?” I knew luck had nothing to do with it. When he withdrew I could see that only the base of the condom was still intact. The rest had just vanished. It was no using of collecting the broken condoms this time as I was sure they all would break. So I did not ask him to safe the condom.
The rest of the guys quickly followed. They really lined up to fuck me. They must have realized most or even all of the condoms might break. They had not forgotten what happened the previous week. After a few guys and all the condoms were broken all of them were sure of it. Some of them dared to mention knocking me up or breeding me. Maybe some might have realized I did not use the pill? It really turned me on and when I loved the idea of this black guy knocking me up, I would even start fucking him. I trusted my cunt onto his dick. I just want him to come as close to my womb as possible and shoot his seed directly inside it. That night all 100 condoms had been used and all of them had broken. All of the niggers had shot their load inside me. On my way home to my garage I was very happy. I was sad to go home, but at least I had a cunt full of nigger-seed.
From that day on I would always puncture all the condoms 20 times each. I knew they would break and all the niggers would shoot their baby-making seed inside me, but I did no longer care. I wanted them to cum inside me no matter what would happen. I still liked to keep up the appearance of using a condom. It made it more erotic and it made me hornier. It added to the sense of thrill.
Four months after I started puncturing the condoms I missed my period. I knew I had been bred by niggers, but in order to be sure I bought a pregnancy-test. The test was positive: I was black bred. The next weeks I would go to the bar as if nothing had happened. They would finally see that my belly would get bigger and they would realize they had knocked me up. We could find out who the father would be, but I did not want to know. I had no intention of keeping the baby. If I would keep the baby it would be over with getting out to the bar, getting fucked and getting bred again. But I had to tell my parents. How would I do that? I still had no idea if they would be pleased. I hoped that they would be. I hoped they would be filthy, dirty perverts that loved a black breeding daughter.
I did not think it would be a good idea to tell them when we would sit down at the table or in the living room. The servants might hear what we would talk about and our secrets could get to the media. I needed to tell them when they could not think straight anyway. That meant I would have to tell them on their fuck-night. And not on any fuck-night, but on a night when mom would have more than 6 niggers and dad would try to jerk over her. I knew that mom would lose control when she had ten black dicks to fuck and dad would lose control when he jerked after the seventh black guy had cum inside mom. When dad would do that he would be grasping for air and be at the height of his arousal. This is especially true when he manages to cum over my mother’s face. He will be exhausted and cannot get mad.
Two weeks later that special evening of my parents came. My mother excused herself at eight o’clock and my father went up around nine o’ clock. From experience I had learned that I would take until ten before mom would be fucked by the seventh guy. However I did not want to risk not being on time.
I also went to my room at nine o’clock. I had to make some preparations. I had planned to barge in, but instead of telling them what had happened, I would write it on my belly. I wrote “Black Bred Slut” on my belly with a black marker in big letters. One could not miss the words. I had bought a schoolgirl uniform that only consisted of a little skirt that only covered my butt and a top that left my entire belly uncovered too complete the looks.
I went up to their bedroom around a quarter before ten o’clock. I did not go to the secret room as I could not get in their bedroom quickly enough. I peeked through the keyhole and watched what they were doing. Dad was not yet jerking himself, so the sixth black guy had not yet cum inside mom. I hoped the sixth guy was already fucking her otherwise I would be there longer than I wanted to be. I saw the black guy shiver which meant he had cum inside her. My mom laid herself on the side of the bed and dad stood between her legs. Mom opened her legs and pushed the cum up so my dad could see it. I could not see it, but dad jerked his dick off, so it must have looked good. He shot his cum, but it just dropped to the floor -again. I hoped he would do better next time.
Mom crawled back on the bed again and spread her legs to get fucked by the next black guy. He was really big. His dick was enormous. I had never seen a dick that big. It must have been 25 inches long and 15 inches thick! It looked like a horses’ dick. It was unbelievable. She could not take that one, could she? He tried to get it in, but he did not seem to be able to get it in. He tried to push, but mom just could not take it lying down. Mom had him lie on his back. She would mount him and ride his horse-like dick. The man was lying on the bed in such a position that I could see his dick standing in the air. Mom had her arse in my direction and mounted him. From where I was I had a perfect view of a horse-like dick being ridden by a slut for black cock. She could get his cock inside her while she was riding him. Slowly I saw the dick disappear in her cunt. Finally his dick had completely disappeared. How did she manage that inside her? She started fucking him slowly. And I saw how his dick appeared out and disappeared in her cunt. She surely didn’t want him to cum too quickly! She kept fucking slowly for quite some time. I don’t know how long, but it must have been at least ten minutes. Then she fucked him faster and faster. She wanted him to cum inside her. I was watching like a rabbit caught in the headlights. I could not take my eyes of this image. I was in anticipation of seeing the cum run out of her cunt along that gigantic dick. I hoped his load would be as big as his dick. I was not disappointed. When he came, a huge amount of sperm dripped along his dick out of my moms’ cunt. Not just his dick was horse-like, but also his load of cum was horse-like. I saw mom having an orgasm like I had never seen her have before. It was a big one. I could see how my moms’ cunt squeezed the black guy’s dick. I heard him yelling of pain. Mom would be exhausted by this one. Normally mom would climb off and put herself on the edge of the bed, but now we had to wait till her orgasm had subsided. Otherwise she would not be able to dismount his guy’s dick. After a few minutes her orgasm was over and she was able to dismount. She put her hand over her pussy so she would not spill any drop of sperm and dropped to the edge of the bed. She opened her legs wide and showed dad the sperm inside her. Her cunt was so full of cum she did not have to push. Her breeding-tunnel had a lake of seed floating inside it.
Dad stood between her legs in order to jerk all over her. This time he should be able to shoot in her face, mom was so loaded with cum he had to have a stiff dick for sure. Her cunt had never been filled as full as I had seen. Mom yelled at him: “Come on, see all that cum that is floating inside me. I am a slut full of black breeding cum. It can’t get any fuller than this. Show me you like it. Come on my face. Spray it all over that whore wife of yours. Come your pervert, let me have it. Shoot you seed over that perverse slutty whore of yours.” Dad was jerking as a pervert. I had never seen his cock so thick. That cunt so full of seed really had struck a special cord with my dad. To make dad even hornier, my mom started masturbating for him. She took a small dildo that was on the bed on shoved it in her cum-filled cunt. “See I am pushing the seed further in. It will make me pregnant for sure.” She screamed. Dad came and his seed shot in the air. It did hit my mother in the face. I had seen him come before, but this time it was a very big load. My moms’ face was covered with sperm. It looked as if she had a facial on. My mom had another orgasm and my dad dropped on his back on the bed beside her.
At that moment I stormed in. Pointing to the letters I had written on my belly, I shouted: “Look mommy and daddy, I am bred with a nigger baby. Don’t you just love your slut-for-black-cock daughter! I have done what you could not do. I had dozens of black guys breed me. Aren’t you happy to have a daughter that really wants to be a breeding slut? I am sure this won’t be the last time I will be bred by niggers. I too love to have loads of black seed in my cunt!”
Both mom and dad leaped up. All of the exhaustion had faded away. Mom was the first to react. She looked at the words on my belly and stormed over to me. “Oh honey you have no idea how happy daddy and mommy are that you are bred by black guys. We have always hoped that you would become a breeding whore for black guys. We both dreamt about dozens of niggers coming inside you and knock you up. I hope you really only want to black guys as much as you can take. Hopefully you will be fucked dozens or more niggers each day. I really hope you have a more perverse taste for black cock than I have. We will have you bred at least 20 times in the future.” Dad just agreed with mom, but his eyes were glistening and I saw the perversity in them.
Mom started to ask me how I got pregnant and what I had been doing. I told her about the garage, the bar, the niggers and the condoms. With everything I told her she got more exited and would tell me how much she liked the perversity I had and how I had transformed into the slut for black cock she and dad really wanted to have. Dad did not say a word, but just listened to me and mom talking about black cock and being bred.
Mom told me they had hoped for this to happen. When dad had told me about the secret room beside their bedroom, they had installed a video system in the secret room. They hoped I would become curious about the things they did and then I would see mom getting fucked by lots of black guys. They had to wait two years before they finally caught me on cam in the room to see mom fuck black guys. After that first time they had viewed any cam that was made while I was in the secret room.
They had seen how I rode black dildos I had stolen from mom while I was looking at mom getting fucked by black guys. They had also seen I rode wilder and was more aroused if dad or mom told the guys to breed mom. I hadn’t noticed I had done that.
Mom and dad were very pleased when they noticed the writing and drawings on my body just after I had gotten 17 ½. They really loved the “Slut for Black Cock” writing on my belly and the black cocks I had drawn on the inside of my legs. Mom and dad also realized that I had fucked niggers, because there could not be another reason for these markings. They had searched my room and found my handbag with all the broken condoms. Mom had counted them as well and found 70 broken condoms. Mom had asked dad if these had been used on one night. Dad did not know, but he guessed they might have been. Mom had called our doctor the next day and had asked him if I had been around asking for the pill. He had told her I had not. Mom was in heaven, because she realized I was fucking loads of black guys without protection. It would not be long before I would be a “Nigger-Bred Slut”. Mom and Dad could not wait till the moment I had to let them know I was black bred.
This has all been a few years ago as I am now 24 and pregnant with my sixth black baby. I dropped out of school when we found out I was pregnant. I don’t need to be schooled to be a breeding slut. I only need to know how to spread my legs and take loads and loads of black cum. When I am pregnant I still fuck as many black guys or niggers as I can take. When I am pregnant I cannot take 100 black cocks, but sometimes I still manage to take 50 black loads.
My dad is extremely rich and a CEO with an international corporation with branches in the Caribbean (Jamaica, Barbados, Trinidad and Tobago), but also in Africa (Senegal, Niger, Uganda, Kenya and Ghana). In the USA they have ten factories. Most of these are in the old Confederate States. With his money he can pay for anything we need to keep me fucking loads and loads of black guys and keep me pregnant all the time. I have been bred in Africa and the Caribbean, but that are completely different stories. I am looking forward to the perverted breeding party’s mom and dad will come up.