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Blacked World: Sis and Me and BBC!

by M.A. Darkwood-Ryder


Copyrighted, 2018 M.A. Darkwood-Ryder


Published by Blacked World Publications, all rights reserved.


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WARNING

This book is for adults, only. It contains graphic sexual descriptions including incest, menage, cunnilingus, analingus, felatio, and interracial breeding


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Blacked World: Sis and Me and BBC!


About the Author































Blacked World: Sis and Me and BBC!


by M.A. Darkwood-Ryder


"Go on," said my sister, Angie. "You can touch it if you want. It won't bite."


What she was talking about was the big black cock of her boyfriend, Darius.


"It'll make you feel so much better," she promised. If the sounds she and him were always making were any indication, I didn't doubt it.


This was my second year at college. The first had been okay but I found the noise and lack of privacy in the dorms disconcerting. Mom and Dad said they would pay for an apartment off campus as long as my baby sister, now a freshman, lived there, too. We're close, so I agreed.


I already had a boyfriend, a nice middle-classed junior. Of course, from the moment I got my new place, he was over quite frequently. Naturally.


But Angie was the one who surprised me. Always the quiet one back home, she went out and immediately hooked up with Darius. Not only was he a senior and a football player, but he was black. I try not to be racist but I'm sure the folks back home would not have been happy about that.


And frankly, since he practically moved in with her within a week, I thought he was just using her for a place to live. But Angie assured me that he came from money and had plenty of his own. "He just loves me is all," she said.


I swear, I believed her! All night, every night, we would hear the laughter coming from her room. And the fucking. Lots and lots of fucking. The headboard banging into the wall, the bedsprings squeaking, and my sister screaming, shrieking, groaning, and moaning. One way or another, they were having a good time.


And that's when my decent sex life started to ebb away. I had never made anything even close to resembling the sounds with my fella that baby sister made with hers. Then, it got hard for my boyfriend to... well, get and stay hard. The sounds of their fucking distracted him, he claimed. "Some people," I thought, "would find them to be an aphrodisiac."


It was during yet another raucous fuck session between Angie and Darius an hour earlier that it all came to a head. Another limp-dick performance and I could no longer contain my frustration. An argument ensued and my boyfriend walked out. Possibly for good.


Heartbroken, I was trudging around the kitchen, looking for my dear old friend, ice cream, when Angie shuffled in. "That sounded pretty bad," she said. Apparently, they had briefly stopped to listen, once or twice, while we were shouting at each other.


I turned to say something and was surprised by the fact that she was naked from the tip to toe. "Angie!" I said. "You're naked."



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