1. A New Day, A New You part 4


    Date: 8/20/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Black, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Consensual Sex, Interracial, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Author: P.O.I., Rating: 94.4, Source: sexstories.com

    to Wilma. “Do I have to fuck him? I really don’t want to fuck him if I’m not going to enjoy it,” Wilma says a little shy. “We’ll get you out of the room but first we need to figure out what would attract him the most,” I tell her as Jun chimes in. “How about wet and willing,” my second in command, Jun, jokes and we all laugh. “Lilly get Wilma a type or feel for what this dumbass is interested in and Jun help build the details. I am shooting for the weekend people that means we needs speed and stupid luck or we go to plan B,” I tell my crew and am stopped by Claire as I’m heading out back with her dog on a leash. “What is plan B,” She asks quietly. “Plan B is I take him off the street and beat him so bad he has to be hospitalized for the next six months,” I reply with a smile and watch her face pale,” Claire this person had no trouble ruining your life for money. Welcome to the wheel, because it’s turning in your direction again.” I’m outside with the cute little Corgi I’ve renamed Cutie, it’s a nicer name and I honestly like this little pup when I realize I’m not alone. The older of the two boys, Thomas has joined me in the backyard flanked by his brother Michael. Two tall, almost my height boys, both about average build with short cropped hair and generic ‘I’m so hard wannabe’ clothes on. I let Cutie pee as I wait to hear what the oldest has to say. “So you need to back off my mom,” Thomas starts in. “Really, and why do you say that,” I ask looking up,” I mean really Thomas ...
    what makes you think I’m intimidating her?” “No you trying to creep up in my moms and I’m not cool with that, and you call me ‘T’,” Thomas says and I almost have to laugh. “Creep up in your moms? Well Thomas, no I won’t indulge your fantasy, ask why I shouldn’t take a liking to your mother? I am here to help her out,” I ask waiting for a plausible answer. “Cause you white man,” Michael states and I laugh. “Oh my god, I’m white,” I look at myself shocked and startled,” Boys you might want to rethink this talk. I am not sure you fully understand who you’re talking to.” “We know exactly what kind of asshole you are. Same as that asshole that got Mom fired after he decided he was done with her,” Thomas says getting in my face. “Boy back down now, I haven’t whipped the ass of a teenager since I was one but you make a good point so let me explain. STUART,” I don’t back down but calling to my protégé is a bonus. Stuart comes out the back quickly and notes the situation quietly moving to my side as Thomas backs up a little ready for a fight. Good kid looking out for his mom but he’s bordering on suicide here. I take my old jacket, my favorite piece of clothing off and hand it to Stuart who is happy to watch someone get told. Next I pull off my t shirt and as built as I am and even with my tattoos the boys aren’t backing down. Familial loyalty is a good thing, shame it’s misplaced. “You think because you have a gym membership that means shit, two of us asshole,” Thomas barks as I see ...