A Taste of Honey...
...(and a bit of her mother too)
By Keith McDougall
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This is a work of fiction and has descriptions of sexual acts between adults over the age of eighteen and over. All the characters and events portrayed in this book are fictional; any resemblance to real people or incidents is purely coincidental.
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“A woman and her very horny daughter meet the man of their dreams after the man of their nightmares is finally gone.”
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1
Susan Greene lay naked in her bed, her body bruised and hurting, her mouth and throat almost as sore as her aching, leaking anus. She sobbed softly as she listened to her new boyfriend 'raping' her teenage daughter as he had been doing for the past four months, the bed rocking gently as he rode her slim young body, the girl's legs on his shoulders, gasping and sighing as the his cock slid in and out of her tightly clinging rectum, again and again.
Susan was terrified of him, each time she complained he beat her bottom with his belt until she obeyed. He hurt her, violated her anally and then made her clean him with her mouth before using her daughter's plump arse, the man not wanting the girl to get pregnant.
She had stopped complaining, allowed him the use of her willing, ever horny daughter, but the beatings went on, the man taking her up to her bed and bending her over it to lash her beefy buttocks with his thick belt, laughing as her flesh jiggled with each stroke. It was as if he liked hitting her, making her beg and sob.
He also liked making her aware of his 'love' for her daughter's sweet young body, fucking her very tight young pussy and finishing inside her meaty teen bottom while she lay right next to them in the same bed.
Her daughter, Honey, was very quiet when he was around, often looking over at her battered mother with sorrowful eyes and a sad smile. She would go over and hug the girl sometimes even when HE was there, earning an extra special beating from the man that night. There was hardly ever any conversation at all in the house.
She learned to service him when he arrived home from work, to clean his cock when he extricated it from her daughter's tight holes. She had watched him feed her daughter his sperm every day, three times a day in fact, until she sucked his cock eagerly for her 'snack' whenever he wished it. He made Susan watch that too, just after he started beating her into submission.
"Uncle Gordon, can I drink it?" the girl asked the brutish, hairy man above her.
"Not now Honey, I want to feel it squirting up your sexy bum tonight!" he gasped down at her, thrusting repeatedly into her bottom.
Then he grunted and flooded her bowels with his warm seed.
"Ahhhhhh!" he gasped, gripping the eighteen year old's hips tightly, his cock throbbing in her clinging rectum.
The girl giggled and pressed up into her lover's hips, giving him all he wanted. It was obvious that she liked this now, that she loved the feeling of his cock moving in her tight backside.
Susan prepared herself for the dirty cock, knowing that he would want her to clean him.
She got up and lay between their legs, licking his dirty anus, tonguing the hole the way he liked it.
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Lennox Williams was a tall, well built black man who moved in next door to Sarah about a year and a half later. He moved into the house vacated by the elderly couple who had decided to emigrate to Florida for their retirement.
As soon as she saw the big, muscular black man she wanted him, yearned for his body upon hers. She would do whatever it took to bed the man, including giving the man her ever-horny daughter to fuck as a very special bonus.
Her ex-boyfriend had been convicted of rape when he had slipped into the bed of one of Honey's friends who had come to spend a weekend studying, mistaking her shy coyness for sexual interest. It had cost him thirteen years in prison and his name on the sex offenders register.
She had heard that the other prisoners beat him and fucked him daily, the man now the 'bitch' of a rather brutal murderer. He was said to be a huge grizzly of a man, a long-term convict who was probably going to die in prison. The man was rumoured to have used him every night and sometimes in the day, even when the guards were watching.
She forgot about him now, never going to visit him. She had not told the authorities what he had done to them, even Honey had not said a word when question.
Now Susan wanted to get on with her life and tried to catch the eye of the handsome black man next door, hoping he was interested...
...And that he had a nice big cock.
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"Hello! Are you our new neighbour?" came a small, sweet voice from over to his right.
The man turned from his gardening and saw the very pretty blonde girl from next door, smiling at him. He smiled standing up, the sweat glistened on his brown skin, his muscles rippling as he moved. He heard her sigh, her eyes wide with excitement, her breast heaving as she stared over at him.
"Yes!" he gave a gentle laugh, "And who might you be?"
"My name's Honeysuckle Greene, everyone says I am as sweet as honey!" she giggled, sounding like an over-excited child.
"Really?" he laughed, "Then I suppose they would know, eh?”
The girl giggled again, her body almost squirming with need.
"I'm sorry, is my daughter bothering you?" came another soft, warm voice.
The man looked to the side of the other house and saw a very pretty little woman, almost cherubic with her full, firm thighs and large breasts. She was blonde, like the teenager, and had the same huge blue eyes. She came over to stand near the younger girl and the man could see that she wasn't much taller than her pretty daughter.
"Hi!" he smiled widely, "My name is Lennox, Lennox Williams. Who might you be?"
"Oh!" she smiled, laughing, "I'm Susan Greene and this is my daughter Honeysuckle!"
The woman sounded proud to his ears and he smiled at her, taking her in.
"Well she is very pretty, she takes after her lovely mother!" he said, hoping that she was single, and if not, at least partial to having an affair.
"Oh, you are sweet!" she smiled, "Would you like to come over for some tea and cake? After all that hard work in the garden, you really should take a break!"
It seemed that she was making the first move. He was delighted, but cautious.
"What about your husband?" he asked, hoping against hope.
She shrugged, a look of distaste on her face as she thought of something.