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My wife and I were born and raised in St. Paul, Minnesota and our family moved from there to a suburb of Baltimore in the summer when our daughter, Kayla, had just turned sixteen years old and was going into her junior year of high school. She had been taking gymnastics since the first grade and was one of the best gymnasts in the state, so we were hoping that being in sports would help her get settled in her new school.*My name is Ed, and my wife, Kim, and I were both forty years old at the time of the move. I had a decent job in St. Paul, but Kim has a much better career in a large company and she was rapidly rising in management. When she got the opportunity for a big promotion to the Baltimore location, it was an easy decision. I?m in marketing and felt that I could easily find a new job after the move. But it was fortunate that Kim has a large enough income to support our family, because with the bad economy, I was having a difficult time finding work and had taken over most of the household chores for the family. Kim had to travel a lot in her new position, but we felt that it was worth it for the family.One of my most time consuming duties was taking Kayla to her gymnastics practices and attending meets. Anyone who has kids in gymnastics knows that the meets can take up whole days or weekends, with a lot of down time between the events.Kayla?s school is on the fringe of the city and definitely isn?t an inner-city school. But it was still about half African-American and half white. That was an unusual situation for our family since all of us were born and raised in St. Paul and there were only a few black students in her schools there.* We were worried about Kayla adapting to the different culture in that environment, and we were happy when she made a new friend who could help guide her in this new experienceKayla became close friends with a black girl named Ayana, who is also on the gymnastics team, and they live only four houses apart in the same neighborhood. They study together and spend a lot of time at each other?s homes, and they are so alike in many ways.Both girls are very pretty and petite at five feet tall and weighing one hundred pounds. I?m a little embarrassed to admit that I noticed recent changes in Kayla, which are probably similar for Ayana. It isn?t unusual for girls in gymnastics to have delayed puberty. It seemed that in the last few months Kayla caught up and now has firm and full D-cup breasts, just like Kim's, which are unusual and a liability for gymnasts. She also has prominent pubic bones and very thick labia, which are very noticeable on her otherwise lean body. Ayana has the same physical features, and I can only assume that hers were also a recent development.As I attended more and more practices and meets, I got to know Ayana's father, Carl, much better. He was also temporarily out of work, so he came to all the gymnastics events instead of his wife, Cassandra. He is a big, black guy at six feet three inches tall and I?m guessing two hundred and ten pounds and is very fit. I found out later that he was a star linebacker in college. I?m not really a little guy, at six feet tall and one hundred and eighty-five pounds, but I feel small next to him. We became good friends and would often go out for a drink or coffee when there was a long wait until Kayla and Ayana performed again. It was unusual for me to have a black friend, as it was for Kayla, because I had never been that close to a black person.Our good relationship had developed over a period of two months or so. Then one day our relationship started to change. I had ridden with Carl to one of those long Saturday meets. When we found out that the girls wouldn?t compete again until 2:00 pm, we decided to go to a bar that we could walk to for lunch. We had barbeque sandwiches escort beylikdüzü and two beers each. I was feeling a little tipsy, since I didn?t usually drink. We still had about thirty minutes before the girls were up again and decided to go to the restroom at the bar to take a piss. That is one of those old-fashioned bars with a trough instead of urinals and we stood next to each other to piss.I?ve got a bit of a shy bladder, so I was having a hard time getting my urine started when I heard Carl?s piss splashing noisily in the trough. I would normally never look over at another man at a urinal. But the stream of pee seemed so heavy and I was still a little tipsy, and I looked over at his cock. I could hardly believe my eyes! His soft, uncircumcised, thick cock was hanging out of his pants at least eight inches. He had also pulled out his huge, egg-sized, hairy balls which were hanging heavily in front of him.A voice in my head was telling me not to stare but I just couldn?t pull my eyes away from that huge cock and his heavy stream of piss. I had never seen a black boy or man in the showers at school and I was mesmerized by the size of his black meat. I finally regained enough control to look away just as Carl tucked his cock and balls away in his pants, with a smile on his face.We got back to the school just in time to see the girls compete on the balance beam. We had seats on the front row not very far from the beam. Several of the other girls went first and I was nervously waiting for Kayla?s turn. No matter how many times I have seen her on the beam at practice and at meets, I'm still scared for her and worried about her falling and getting injured.Finally, Kayla had her turn and I couldn?t have been prouder. She had a perfect routine and I couldn't help noticing how good she looked in the Lycra leotard; actually too good. Her big tits and hard nipples were on display for all to see. The leotard was so tight in her crotch that I plainly saw her prominent camel toe, and even a little bit of the inner folds.When she was finished, Carl put his arm around my shoulder and whispered in my ear, ?Damn, Ed, I?d love to stick my big cock into that sweet, white pussy and fill her with my cream. Look how puffy her lips are and how big those titties are.?Even though I was still a little woozy from the beer Carl?s comment really pissed me off. I grabbed him by the arm and led us back to a corner of the gym so no one would overhear our conversation. Then I asked, ?What the fuck are you saying, Carl. Don?t you know that was my daughter up there? What makes you think you can make that kind of comment about her??Carl seemed to back off a little and said, ?Oh shit, Ed, I forgot for a minute that was your daughter up there. I guess those beers have me a little messed up. Sorry, man, I didn?t mean any harm. I guess I was just feeling a little aroused from the way you were staring at my cock at the urinal.?I didn?t know if his last comment was just a way to deflect my anger, or if he really saw me staring at his cock. But it had the desired effect when I changed the subject saying, ?I didn?t mean to stare at you, Carl. It?s just that I?ve never seen a black cock before and no cock of any color that big.?Carl laughed and said, ?Don?t worry about it, Ed. A lot of white guys are amazed at my cock. If you think what you saw is something, you should see it when it is hard. Shit, man, we?re friends, so just let me know if you want a closer look at my hard eleven-inch cock.?I must admit that I was impressed with the size of his cock and secretly probably wanted to see it again. But I also had to fully understand his comments about Kayla. So I said, ?Carl, I need to know why it would even cross your mind to make those kinds of comments about a sixteen-year-old escort akbatı girl like Kayla. What kind of man would even think such things about his daughter or her friend??Carl then got a serious look on his face and said, ?I?ll tell you what's going on if you swear to never tell anyone else about it. Kayla and Ayana look a lot alike, except for the obvious difference in color, especially their figures. Well, I saw Ayana?s rapid sexual development over the past several months since she turned sixteen. Quite frankly she really gets my cock hard. My wife, Cassandra, has lost interest in sex for some reason, and I have become obsessed with fucking Ayana. I keep seeing her gorgeous body at practices and meets and just love looking at her fat pussy and big tits.""Then one night when Cassandra was out of town on business, Ayana and I had a few beers, and she told me that she had seen my big cock when I was in the shower and she really liked it. One thing led to the next and we have been fucking ever chance we get since then.?I could hardly believe what I was hearing, but then he continued, ?So now I am fucking Ayana quite often. Since I see Kayla and Ayana together so much at practices and meets it's easy to see that she has also developed sexually. Now don?t get mad, but I told Ayana that I?d love to fuck Kayla, and Ayana loves the idea.""Since then we sometimes fantasize that Kayla is in bed with us with me fucking both of them, and the girls also playing with each other. After having those beers at lunch today, I forgot who I was talking to for a moment and said that to you. I?m really sorry, and I hope that we can still be friends.?My cock was hard listening to Carl?s story. I would have never believed that hearing about an adult having sex with a teenager, and especially father/daughter incest, would turn me on. Heaven help me, but I was visualizing Kayla being in bed with Carl and Ayana, and her sucking and fucking his black cock. I decided to let Carl off the hook for the time being and said, ?Okay, Carl, I can see how you could have gotten confused about it. So yes, I would still like to be friends, even though you have been thinking about Kayla in that way.?After the meet, we knew that the girls were going to a dance at the school, so we left and headed home. We had gotten most of the way home when Carl said, ?Come on, Ed. Let?s stop at the bar near home and have a few more beers. We?ll be able to walk the couple of blocks home if we need to. I feel like I owe you something for my comments earlier.?I was still feeling the beers from lunch a little and was relaxed, so we went to the bar near home. We talked and drank beer for another two hours and just before we were going to walk home, we went to take a piss. I'll admit that I was* tipsy at that point. That bar doesn?t have the trough type urinals, but the partitions between them are low. Carl was a little wobbly and hanging onto the fixture for support when his strong stream of piss started again.After all that we had discussed I didn?t hesitate to look down that time. I saw his huge cock just hanging heavily out there shooting a strong stream of piss. Carl looked over at me as I was staring at him and he said, ?Go ahead and touch it if you want to, Ed. You?ll be able to feel how thick and heavy it is.?I was tempted to touch his cock, but instead just turned away and headed for the door. We were walking home and almost to our street when I said, ?Hey, Carl, if Cassandra won?t mind, why don?t you stop in at my home for a few more beers. Kim is out of town this weekend and Kayla's not home yet. I could use the company. But I have to tell you that I have never touched another man?s cock, and I don?t intend to start now.?Carl agreed, and we went inside to watch some sports on TV and drink escort beylikdüzü some more beer. Then when we were both pretty drunk, Carl leaned over and took my hand and placed it on the considerable lump in his pants.He held my hand there as he said, ?Come on and rub my big cock for me, Ed. You know your want to. I like to show it to white guys who are impressed by its size. And I have to piss again anyway, so you can come with me to the bathroom and hold it for me while I pee.?My mind was in a fog and I seemed outside myself as I followed Carl to the bathroom. I wanted to resist but at the same time I was curious about his big cock. He stood in front of the toilet and pulled down his pants and underwear to his knees and pulled my hand back to his cock. I could hardly believe how thick and heavy it is. He used my hand to pull back the thick foreskin, so he could piss.Then the strong stream of urine started, and I felt the vibrations of the flow in his cock. Carl removed his hand from mine and I slowly started to pull his foreskin back and forth as his cock hardened. Then he said, ?I can tell that you like holding and stroking my cock. So why don?t you get on your knees and get a closer look at me pissing. A lot of white men like to watch me piss up close like that.?My mind was still in a haze and I did as Carl said. I was soon on my knees with my face just inches from his thick cock spewing that beer piss. His cock continued to harden. By the time the flow was lessening I was holding an eleven-inch cock in my hand and it had to be at least six inches around. I had never seen or touched a foreskin before since my cock is cut. I was captivated by the color, weight and thickness of his fuck meat.He stopped the flow of piss momentarily as he turned towards me and said, ?It?s okay if you want to taste the remainder of my piss. I?ve got just a few squirts left in me, so it won?t choke you. A lot of white guys have sucked my meat and they just love it, especially when it is dripping with cum or piss.?I had never touched another man?s cock, much less sucked one or taken piss in my mouth. But there I was on my knees, feeling myself drawn to suck him. It was like I was powerless to resist his dominant presence. When he placed his hands behind my head and pulled me towards him, I opened my mouth and felt that thick, piss-wet head stretch my lips and slip into my mouth. I instinctively started sucking as he released his piss. I swallowed it as he moved his hips, fucking that big cock into my mouth. I have to admit that his piss didn?t taste so bad.The scent of his musky groin and the taste of his cock and piss were amazing. I liked having him in my mouth and worshiping his massive cock. Carl smiled and looked down at me and said, ?That?s it, Ed, keep sucking my cock and you will soon be rewarded with a mouthful of my thick cum. After the way you were looking at my cock at the bar, I just knew that I could get you to suck it for me and join a list of other white cock suckers who just love my meat. And it got me turned on explaining my relationship with Ayana. If you think you like my cock, just wait until Kayla gets a taste of it.?The thick foreskin felt rubbery in my mouth and I felt the thick veins covering his cock as it slid over my tongue. I ignored his comment about Kayla as he held my head and fucked my mouth like a cunt. He must have been turned on because it only took him a few more minutes to stiffen further. Then I felt and tasted his thick semen flooding my mouth as I swallowed to get it all down.His cock finally stopped throbbing and I felt the remainder of his cum oozing into my mouth as he said, ?Ah fuck, Ed. That was a great suck job for your first time. I?m going to enjoy having a neighbor?s mouth to take care of my cock for me when I get horny. Next time I want you to spend some quality time sucking my balls too. It will also be nice having Kayla?s sweet, white cunt to fuck when I want it.?We left the bathroom and went back to the family room and I was a embarrassed at having just sucked my friends? cock. I was trying to think...