A plea for racial harmony, cast in the form of an incest story involving step-sibs

My dad had been a widower for five years when he
remarried to Nadine. Some people in the family were
shocked, because she’s black and we’re not, but she’s a
nice lady and she makes the old man happy. Anyway,
it’s the 90s and time to put that racist bullshit out
to pasture. Of course, I must admit that I didn’t half
mind the idea of having Nadine’s daughter Tanisha as my
brand new stepsister.

Tanisha is a total babe, with wavy black hair, creme de
cacao skin, and a body that doesn’t know when to quit.
She’s a junior in college but she ought to be a model.
Very shy and retiring, despite her beauty, and I think
that’s what attracted me most about her. She’s the
kind of girl who acts as if she doesn’t know what’s
below her neck. I wanted to fuck her the first time I
met her and I figured that once she joined the family,
I just might get the chance.

This may sound crass, but during Dad and Nadine’s
wedding reception I saw Tanisha go upstairs and I
followed, in the hope of testing the waters. Instead,
I got the surprise of my life.

Nadine also has a son, named Mike. He’s a running
back, on a football scholarship, and he’s been scouted
by the CFL. When I got upstairs, trailing my gorgeous
new stepsister, what I found were Mike and Tanisha, in
my sister’s old bedroom.

The door wasn’t quite shut, and I could see them
reflected in the mirror. He was kissing her, _not at
all_ like a brother. He had a hand under her skirt and
one of those beautiful tits was popped out the top of
her dress. The dark nipple was stiff, and his fingers
rolled round and round the erectile point while she
moaned softly into his mouth. She fondled his crotch,
and as I peeked round the door I saw her unzip his
pants and reach inside.

“Mmmm, baby,” she sighed, “you think we oughta be doing
this right here, right now? With the reception going
on downstairs, I mean … ”

“Any time’s the right time where your sweet pussy is
involved,” Mike answered, easing his sweet succulent
sister onto the bed. He lifted her skirt. She wore
garters and stockings, but no panties. Her crack was
hot pink against the dark of her skin. Mike dropped to
his knees and started eating her.

She purred and groaned, and she didn’t sound sweet and
shy and retiring at all. Her knees lifted, and Mike
moved deeper into her crotch. I could hear the
slurping sound of his tongue, the soft murmurs of his
sister’s sexual response. I backed away, careful not
to make any noise, and I went downstairs again.

I didn’t tell Dad about it. Really didn’t seem like
any of his business. However, I did tell my sister
Kim, that very same night.

“You’re lying,” she said, looking up at me. Her blue
eyes were big and excited, her pink lips wet and
glisteny. I guided her head downward, and she resumed
licking the tip of my cock.

Kim’s mouth ovaled, and she swallowed my knob, still
lapping with her tongue while she suctioned me with
those warm, sweet lips. Her drool flowed and I began
to push a little deeper into her mouth.

Kim made gurgling sounds as she sucked harder, and it
was hard to think about anything but my sister’s
fantastic blowjob technique. My hand was on her wet,
shaved pussy, teasing the clit and lips while her mouth
feasted on my bloated lust-tool.

“It’s true,” I said. “_Our_ stepbrother. Fucking
_our_ stepsister.”

“The perverts,” Kim giggled, releasing my dick for a
moment. A wad of saliva stretched from the tip of her
tongue to the bloated knob of my cock. She lowered her
mouth and gulped me again, taking my prick almost into
her throat in one chug.

Her lips tightened, and she began to fuck her face with
my tool, moaning as her arousal intensified. I was
pretty aroused too, but not only from Kim’s
cocksucking. I was also thinking about Tanisha.

It wound up, as usual, with Kim reversed, atop me, my
cock jammed up her wet tight cunt. I held her tits and
we kissed over her shoulder, but mostly we _fucked_.
Her clit throbbed into orgasm, and I squirted a lot of
sperm up her pussy, and we collapsed into a sweaty
heap.

“You want to fuck her,” Kim panted, her head on my
chest, my sticky dick in her hand. “Tanisha. You get
hard when I say her name. _Tanisha_. Stiff. You dog.”

“How about you? Think you could go a couple of rounds
with Mike? They say black guys are really hung.”

“Mmm, they _do_ say that,” Kim giggled. “But,
personally, I wouldn’t know.” She started kissing her
way down my chest. My cock got even stiffer in
anticipation of her hot wet mouth.

“Let’s see what happens with Mike and Tanisha,” she
said, nuzzling the hairs at the root of my tool. Her
lips slid onto the shaft and she nibbled upward. “I’m
sure you already have a plan. You’re very creative,
Jerry. For a brother.”

We’re both in our middle twenties and neither of us
lives at home. I don’t know why we keep two
apartments, since I’m usually over at Kim’s place, but
you have to keep up appearances. Nobody, in or out of
the family, knows that my sis and I have been fucking
each other for years and that we have no intention of
ever stopping.

Tanisha and Mike had been living at home with their
mom, and after she married Dad, they all moved into our
house. I wondered if they were using our old bedrooms
to do the same kind of nasty things Kim and I had done
in them. The more things change …

So, a week or two after the wedding, we invited Mike
and Tanisha to a home-cooked dinner at Kim’s place.
Dad and Nadine thought it was great that the two
families were going to be friends, so I’m glad they
didn’t know what my sister and I really had in mind.

Kim was so turned-on I had to throw her a quick fuck
even before Mike and Tanisha arrived. We did it in the
kitchen, backed up against the sink, Kim’s long tanned
legs wrapped around me and my dick spurting seed up her
hot sweet cunt.

“This may be the last time you get it, kid brother,”
she teased, shaking her tits in my face. I bit the
nipples, tauntingly, and she purred, “They say that
once you fuck a black guy, you’ll never be satisfied
with a skinny white cock again.”

“They say wrong,” I panted, ramming my fat white dick
home. She squealed and came. Just like she always
does.

We hadn’t spent that much time with Mike and Tanisha,
and very little on a one-to-one basis. As always, with
new people, there was a certain awkwardness at first.
But Mike and I had a common interest in football, and
Kim’s a designer, which echoed Tanisha’s career plans,
and by the time we sat down to eat, we were off to a
good start. After dinner, we adjourned to the living
room for coffee and more conversation. It was time to
go to work.

Kim is as foxy, in her own way, as Nadine. I’m not
just saying that because she’s my sister. If she was
your sister, you’d want to fuck her too. She’s a tall
blonde, with firm cupcake tits and legs all the way to
her navel. And at the end of those long legs, a tight
pink pussy that’s always shaved and primed for prick.

She lounged on the sofa with me, her feet up on the
coffee table, her legs bared ‘way up by the shortness
of her skirt. I could tell Mike was eyeing her, but
who wouldn’t? She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her blouse
was low cut, offering frequent glimpses at the freckled
curves of her breasts. The dog, I bet he was even
sneaking peeks up her dress, where a thong panty barely
covered the plump bun of her cunt.

Mike and I were replaying last week’s pro games when
Kim leaned back, resting her shoulders against my chest
as if she had grown very tired all of a sudden. I put
my arm around her, and she took my fingers in hand.
Almost nonchalantly, then, she let my hand come to rest
atop her left tit. I could feel the hard nipple
pulsating beneath her thin shirt, and the tit seemed to
push itself into my palm, begging to be felt. I
squeezed.

Mike cleared his throat and glanced quickly at his
sister. I squeezed Kim’s tit once more. She lifted
her face, obviously wanting a kiss, and I gave her one,
with the same kind of tongue action I’d seen Mike using
on Tanisha at the wedding reception. As our spit
merged, Kim tugged her blouse downward, baring both of
her pink-nippled babies.

We came apart with a smack of lips that seemed loud as
a doorslam in the suddenly dead-quiet room. Kim was
bare to the waist, and her eyes glowed with arousal.
She snuggled against me and reached into my lap, for my
zipper.

“Did you think you were the _only_ ones?” she asked our
guests.

That’s when the ice really broke — when she took my
cock out and began to suck it, with even more moaning
and slobbering than usual.

We’d never done it in front of anyone else, and I think
Kim was more turned on than ever before. I was
certainly aroused, and I preened a little, throwing
back my shoulders and gasping from deep in my throat
while our new black stepbrother and stepsister watched
Kim gobble my swollen prick.

Her drool ran down the shaft, leaving a wet spot on my
pants, and I was hard enough to crack walnuts, my balls
so full of cum they ached. Mike and Tanisha just sat
watching, their jaws dropped.

I lifted Kim’s head from my cock and helped her to her
feet. She wiggled out of her blouse while I undid her
mini and fluttered it down her long legs.

Underneath she wore string panties, but not for long.
I bent to kiss the pink points of her tits, suckling
each of them into even perkier erection. My hand was
between her legs.

Her cunt was freshly shaved, oiled, dripping wet with
excitement. It opened to swallow my fingers, and I
explored the pink tightness while my cock protruded
from my unzipped pants, like the bowsprit of a schooner
moving into uncharted waters.

When I looked up, Mike was on his feet. His eyes were
uncertain. “I don’t get it, man,” he said.

“Come over here and you _will_,” Kim husked, extending
her hand. “We want to welcome you to the family, new
brother and sister, and this is the best way we know
how to do it.”

He came closer, still tentative, and Kim grabbed his
crotch. When she wants cock, she _really_ wants it,
and she wanted him right then.

She got her hand full of his joint, squeezing so hard
Mike gave a soft groan. But I could see the outline of
his suddenly rampant prick inside his pants, and Kim
traced the bulging shape with the tips of her fingers.
Her lips were pursed, and her eyes seemed to draw Mike
closer and closer still.

She put her other hand on his shoulder, and then their
mouths came together, his dark face merging with her
pale whiteness. He touched her shoulder, and I moved
back, allowing Kim to slide totally into his embrace.
Her tip-tilted breasts grazed his broad, firm chest,
and then she was undoing his shirt, baring his skin so
she could caress it with her own.

Tanisha sat on the edge of her chair, her fingers
trembling as she watched her brother and my sister. I
knelt beside her, put my hand on her knee. She glanced
down at me. “How did you know?” she whispered.
“Nobody knows … ”

“The Shadow knows,” I replied mysteriously. I cupped
her chin and drew her face to mine for some kissing.
Her breath was sweet and milky, her tongue wet but
almost innocent in the way it responded to mine. My
hands went to her tits, the tits I’d been itching to
feel since the day I met her.

They were firm and full, much bigger than Kim’s. Even
through her blouse and bra I could feel the swollen
excitement of her nipples, and I ached to get my mouth
onto those teats. I began to unbutton her.

“I should tell you,” she murmured, “I’ve never done it
with anybody but Mike. Except for him, I’m a virgin.”

Hard to believe, with a body like hers, but her kisses
really were soft and demure, chaste in their own
delicate way. I sucked on her tongue and slid the
blouse off her shoulders, searching for the clasp of
her bra.

She closed her eyes and leaned back, arching her
beautiful brown tits upward, out of the fallen lacy
abandonment of her bra.

The nipples were incredible, like black gumdrops,
vividly dark against the paler chocolate of her
voluptuous titflesh. I took one into my mouth and
sucked it, nursing like a baby. Tanisha tasted like
sweet mocha. I couldn’t get enough of her.

Those nipples seemed to like my mouth just as much.
They throbbed and stiffened on my tongue. Tanisha
moaned softly, from deep in her belly. She wrapped her
arms around my head and held me in place, moaning as
she fed me on that luscious tit.

When I looked away, my sister was on her knees. She’d
taken Mike’s jeans down, and she had his cock in her
hand, stroking it up and down the firm ebony shaft.
Maybe it was just the angle, but his dick didn’t look
any bigger than mine. I wondered if she was
disappointed.

If she was, it didn’t show. She closed her eyes
dreamily and slipped the big black knob of his prick
into her mouth. Kim’s lips closed, and she started to
suck him up and down, making the same kind of gurgly
sounds as when she blows me.

Right now, though, Tanisha was the only thing on my
mind. She had become aroused, and she looked even more
desirable, more delicious. I held her face in my hands
and kissed her again, while her swollen teats brushed
my chest. Her mouth opened eagerly for my tongue; she
seemed less and less shy. And then she reached
downward and took hold of my erect cock, and I knew she
would be mine.

Naked, she was even more beautiful than I had imagined.
Her face was slightly darker than the rest of her body.
She had willowy legs, a fairly slim ass, and wiry pubic
hair that was trimmed bikini short.

I rubbed my fingers over the puffy mound of her cunt,
saw the lips open, smelled the juicy arousal of the
pink flesh within. She closed her eyes and touched my
wrist, urging my finger to penetrate her pussy. Her
other hand held my cock in a death-grip. I kissed her
full, sensuous lips again and wondered how they would
feel wrapped around my bulging hard-on.

“Can we go into the bedroom?” she asked softly between
kisses. Mike and my sister were fucking by now, and
Kim was as much of a hose-beast as usual, squealing and
thrashing and begging for _all_ of that big black dick.
He thwacked it into her, banging his groin and belly
against hers on every stroke like a hammer hitting an
anvil.

His eyes were shut, and I knew he’d found the sweet
spot in my sexy sister’s pussy. Damn, it was _all_ a
sweet spot! All you needed to do was get your dick
inside!

I guess Tanisha was a little uncomfortable about doing
it in public. Fine with me. She was such a babe I’d
have fucked her in church. But if she wanted privacy
.. I led her to the bedroom and closed the door behind
us.

Kim’s bedroom mirror is strategically placed. She
loves to watch herself get fucked. I kept glancing at
the reflection of me and Tanisha as we rolled around on
the bed, and the difference in our colors was very
stimulating visually. My hands looked whiter than they
were, caressing her body, which looked darker than it
was, by contrast. Interesting effect, and it kept my
dick rock-hard.

We moved almost automatically into a 69. I started on
her first, while she held my cock. Her breath blew
softly across my tip, and there was the occasional
fleeting touch of her lips, but she seemed uncertain,
tentative.

I opened her pussy, dipping my tongue into the pink
vulva. Her clitoris was large, and very sensitive, as
I learned quickly. Tanisha moaned low when my tongue
buzzed her joybutton. My finger slipped up her cunt
sheath, and I kept licking while she kept ticking.

Now her tongue started to work, moving wetly around the
end of my rod, then up and down the rigid shaft. She
swallowed my balls, fitting both of them into her mouth
at once, then sucking just enough to make me groan a
little, too. Her hand worked up and down my dick,
frigging the stiffness and squeezing around the
lust-sensitized knob until little bubbles of pre-cum
oozed from my piss-slit.

I thrust my tongue up her pussy-chute, licking as deep
as I could go, and she got my rod into her mouth,
sucking wetly and wildly. Tanisha wasn’t quite as
rubber-throated as my sister, but she was an intense
and dedicated cocksucker, and I reveled in the feel of
her mouth, worshiping my dick, especially since I had
no doubt I was the first guy beside her brother ever to
feel that delicious sucking enfold his stiff rod.

The interior of her snatch was blood-red now, and juice
oozed from her opening. She tasted good. I hoped she
liked the taste of my meat as much as I dug hers, but
it was time to fuck, and I _had_ to get my cock into my
beautiful black stepsister’s wet hot pussy.

She tucked the pillows under her butt, lifting her
crotch to me. “Go deep, brand-new brother,” she
whispered, spreading the labes wide. “Fuck me as hard
as you want.”

She pulled the end of my dick into her hole, and then
she seemed to gulp with her pussy and swallow my
bloated rod. “Oh, God, it’s so big … ” I heard her
sigh. I moved atop her, Tanisha wrapped her legs
around me, and we fucked.

She’s the kind of girl who likes to be kissed a lot
while she’s fucking, and that’s great with me, too.
She also likes to have her tits sucked on. Her tongue
is long, and it really aroused me when she hefted one
of those big brown melons and _both_ of us took turns
licking the fat black gumdrop that capped the curvy
treasure. Tanisha giggled.

I squeezed the nipple, making it even harder, and she
fitted her lips around it, sucking on herself while I
nursed the nipple of her other tit. “You make me do
such dirty things,” she sighed, loving it all.

“You should’ve tried a white guy sooner,” I smirked.
“We’re very creative … ”

I came deep inside her, a moment after she creamed, and
it was fantastic. We lay there, my cock rigid inside
her snatch, my juices oozing out the crack. She
wiggled that world-class butt, and I was ready to do it
all over again.

“So this is where you went!” Kim called from the
doorway. Mike stood behind her, naked, his erect cock
in my sister’s hand. “We got lonesome without you,”
she went on, leading Mike into the bedroom. “Oh,
look,” she told him, “our brother is doing something
naughty to our sister. Isn’t his peepee inside her
thingie? And it’s all big and hard, too.”

Kim can be a little aggressive at times, though it’s
one of her charms. I wasn’t at all expecting what she
did next. She sat on the edge of the bed, next to me
and Tanisha, and then she leaned down and kissed our
black stepsister. Very unsisterly kiss.

She urged Tanisha’s mouth to open, then inserted her
tongue. “Oh,” she said, “I can taste Jerry’s dick on
your breath. Can you taste Mike’s cock on mine?” I
could have sworn Tanisha was blushing, though it was
hard to tell on her dark skin. She did cast her eyes
down, shyly, but she didn’t turn away from Kim’s mouth.

“Give me some cock,” Kim demanded. I slipped out of
Tanisha’s cunt and my sister descended upon my stiff
prick. She throated me. “God, her pussy tastes
delicious,” she announced. Then she turned and without
another word Kim went down on Tanisha. The black girl
gasped, and I was a little shocked myself. This was a
side of Kim I’d never seen.

Wherever she’d learned it, she knew the ropes of eating
pussy. She played with Tanisha’s dark nipples while
she tongued the fuzzy cunt, while she nursed the
throbbing clitoris, while she kissed the insides of
Tanisha’s thighs, licked up to her navel and then down
again to the gash that was mahogany on the outside and
livid pink within.

Tanisha began to moan and groan, and there was no
mistaking that she was extremely aroused. “Oh, baby,”
I heard her gasp, her black fingers curling through
Kim’s blonde hair. “Oh, you do that sooo good … ”

Mike was breathing heavily by the bed, his athletic
body glistening with sweat, his dark prick standing
fully erect. I glanced at my own. There was
practically no difference in our sizes. Another myth
down the drain.

“Listen, stepbrother,” I told him, “we’d better do
something, or these bitches may turn totally queer even
as we watch. Whose sister do you wanna fuck? Yours or
mine?”

Mike grinned. “_Ours_,” he said, and I smiled too. We
were becoming family, all right.

I pulled Kim off Tanisha and turned her around. “Have
some more of this,” I said, feeding her my stiff bone.
Tanisha was already crawling toward Mike, whose cock
stood up in readiness. As she took it in her mouth and
began to suck, I slid my finger into her cunt. Mike’s
black hand moved between Kim’s legs, and I saw his
finger disappear into my sister’s hairless snatch.

I almost came in Kim’s mouth, which alerted me that it
really was time to fuck that sister of mine. Again. I
turned her around on her knees and entered her from the
rear. Mike crawled onto the bed and did the same to
Tanisha. She squealed at the forcefulness of his
penetration.

As his cock moved in and out of her, I could see the
gleam of her pussy wetness coating his shiny black
shaft. Kim was wetter and hotter than I could
remember, too. Her cunt gripped me tightly, milking my
cock with sexual intensity.

The girls were on their knees, facing each other, and
they started kissing again. Tanisha left lipstick
smears all over the ends of Kim’s pink tits. Kim’s
lipstick was harder to see on Tanisha, but she sucked
tit just as eagerly. The sight was an incredible
turn-on to me, and lust throbbed in my veins, in the
stiffness of my aching cock.

We swapped sisters a couple of times. I don’t know
which excited me more, the feel of Tanisha’s rippling
cunt around my cock, or the sight of Kim pumping
frantically atop Mike’s prone, powerful black body, his
tool ramming again and again into her shaven crack.

I was doing Tanisha in Kim’s favorite position, mounted
backwards on my lap, and Kim was sucking the hell out
of Mike. His cock erupted in her mouth, and I saw the
river of white sperm gush from her lips, running back
down the shaft. Her mouth followed it, sucking up the
cream she had spilled. Cum is all the same color, no
matter who squirts it. My own orgasm followed a few
minutes later, painting Tanisha’s womb, and I held her
tightly while she climaxed atop me.

“Welcome to the family,” I said hoarsely. Nobody else
could even talk. We were fucked dry.

Well, that’s about it. Dad and Nadine are very happy
together, and they’re delighted that Kim and I have
become such good friends with Mike and Tanisha. Kim
has decided that, black or white, cocks fuck and taste
just about the same. Tanisha is a lot less shy and
reserved than she used to be. And I know that in the
dark, all pussy is pink.

However, Mike’s going to be playing football in Toronto
this fall, and that will leave me here alone to take
care of two insatiable sisters. So if anyone reading
this has seven stiff inches and isn’t afraid to fuck a
couple of wildcats, get in touch with me. I could
_really_ use another brother. We can arrange an
adoption.

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