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White Sucks Black, Black Fucks White (At Sea) Part 3
White officers fucked and enslaved by Black sailors.
If stories about dominant Black men turning straight white men and their families into cocksucking sex slaves offend you, then try reading some other story. If you are looking for loving relationships between men, try the gay romance section; this story isn’t it. If you don’t like bisexuality, father-son incest, lots of facial cum or the occasional golden shower, this is not the story for you. If degrading sex and over-the-top racial stereotypes offend you, stop reading now. All characters are over 18. This is all pure fantasy, none of this is real; do not attempt this at home. And of course, in real life, always practice safe sex (or better yet, maybe just jerk off to these stories and nobody gets hurt.)
White Sucks Black, Black Fucks White (At Sea) Part 3
I tried to write this as authentic-sounding as possible, but it is all fantasy. This one actually is a love story, sort of.
At the appointed time I headed down into the lower levels of the ship for my appointment with Master Chief X, who I knew to be Master Chief King. As I reached the area for Black Berthing, I encountered a Black Marine guard. These were the guys responsible for guarding the nuclear weapons that we would never confirm or deny were on board. They were definitely no-nonsense guys you didn’t want to mess with.
The young tough-looking Marine matter-of-factly asked what my business was. I informed him I was there because I had an appointment to see Master Chief X. I handed him my “pass” which he scrutinized closely. Then he informed me that I would have to strip.
“Right here?”
“Yes, right here,” he responded as if he was tired of answering the same old stupid questions. “Make it quick,” he ordered.
I very quickly took off the workout clothes I was wearing and stood before him completely naked, and naturally my dick rose to attention.
“Turn around,” he said, and then he inspected my naked backside. In some ways this was even more humiliating as I was a Navy officer being treated like a piece of meat by a very junior enlisted Marine. As I turned around, I heard what sounded like him unbuttoning his pants.
“Now face me.”
I did, and I was right. Pointing up at me from his pants was an extremely large black dick.
The Marine didn’t say anything, but I just assumed he expected me to suck it. So I dropped to my knees and sucked it. It would have been quite a sight for anyone walking by, fortunately the few who did were Black and appeared to think nothing of seeing a naked white officer on his knees sucking a Black enlisted Marine’s cock, dressed in his combat uniform.
The Marine remained silent as I continued to suck, but I felt him place his hands on my head in order to assert his control. As I willingly took his cock deep into my throat, the Marine’s sergeant came by, and looked over the scene with approval.
Then the sergeant said, “See, I told you all white officers suck on the first date.”
“Yes, sergeant.”
“Did you even have to ask him to suck your dick?”
“No sergeant.”
“All you had to do was show him your dick and he just dropped to his knees and started sucking.”
“Yes, sergeant.”
“Did you lock up his clothes?”
“Yes, sergeant.”
“How many white officers have sucked your dick today?”
“Six, sergeant.”
“Do you have any cum left for this officer?”
“Yes, sergeant.”
“So what’s your opinion of white officers now?”
“I think all white officers are cocksucking, motherfucking, cumdumps, Sergeant.”
“Well, I don’t know about the motherfucking part, but all of them are definitely cocksuckers and cumdumps.”
“Yes, sergeant.”
“So where to you plan to shoot your cum?”
“On this cocksucker’s face. Sergeant.”
“Excellent. Right answer. All white Navy officers should take Marine cum in the face, isn’t that right?”
“That’s what I was told, sergeant.”
“Very well. Carry on Marine.” And then the sergeant left.
I thought that if this Black Marine had already been sucked off by six officers today then I was going to have to work my naked ass off to get him to cum. I was right. I sucked and sucked and sucked, and became increasingly concerned that I would be late for my appointment with Master Chief King. Finally the Marine gave a grunt, pulled my head off his cock, took careful aim (he had an excellent marksman badge) and I felt a splat right between my eyes. It wasn’t the biggest load I had taken, but it was plenty big enough that anyone who saw me would have no doubt someone had shot cum on my face.
“You can go in now, sir,” said the Marine guard, with the “sir” in a derisive tone of voice.
“Can I have my clothes?”
“You won’t need them. All whites in Black berthing must be naked. That’s the rule.”
I opened the hatch and walked into a world I never would have imagined existed. There were several hundred Black sailors on the ship and the great majority of ankara travesti them lived in this area of the ship. It was a scene of unbelievable debauchery. Pretty much everywhere I looked there were white sailors on their knees sucking cock or bent over being fucked in the ass. There was absolutely no attempt to be discreet.
To my left was a TV lounge, with about a dozen Black sailors watching a tape of a recent play-off basketball game. Each one of them had a white sailor between their knees sucking their cock. Seeing a dozen white heads bobbing up and down on these huge black dicks struck me as strangely amusing. I could only imagine some white supremacists shitting a brick if they could see these white Sailors being such a credit to their race. Of course given the attitude of many white sailors in the 70’s, especially those from the south, a number of those naked guys on their knees with black dicks in their mouth were white supremacists. Or at least they used to be.
Directly ahead of me were several Black first class petty officers playing a card game. Lying across the card table was a slightly heavy-set naked older white man, and judging by the tattoos he must have been a Chief. Other than the tattoos, the only thing he had on was a wedding band. One of the blacks was fucking the naked Chief in the ass, while playing cards at the same time, and the other three were using the man’s chest and stomach as a playing area. Like every other white man I’d seen when being fucked by Blacks, the Chief’s dick was harder than an iron rod. He was moaning softly as he was being buttfucked. The black petty officer fucking the Chief, looked up at me, and said with a sneer, “What the fuck do you want, cumface?”
I did indeed have cum on my face.
“I have an appointment with Master Chief X.”
“The Black Goat Locker (Chief’s Quarters) is all the way in the back. Then he shouted “Officer on Deck!” Normally this would bring all the sailors to attention. In this case all it did was bring unwanted attention to me. As I walked naked and hard toward the back, many sailors who weren’t actually in the act of fucking a white sailor lined the passageway like a gauntlet, hooting and hollering and making obscene comments about my wife and mother and white people in general.
Some of the junior Black sailors groped my ass, a few thwacked my cock, others pushed and shoved me along. I actually started to fear for my safety, especially when some of them spit on me. These Black sailors definitely hated white officers, that’s for sure. I finally reached the back of the berthing compartment. I knocked on the Black Goat Locker, and someone let me in.
Most of the Black Chiefs who weren’t actually on duty were there, and my arrival momentarily diverted their attention from the TV area, where all six of the midshipmen who had come on board were either dancing naked to Donna Summer’s disco music, or were performing sex acts on each other. Basically the mids were putting on a live sex show for the Chiefs. Some of the Chiefs made comments about my hard dick. Others commented about the Marine cum that was still visible on my face.
Master Chief King came out of his private area in back and looked over my naked body and noted my erection with approval. “I hear you like to dance naked for other men,” said Master Chief, which was presumably a reference to the night in the gay strip bar several months ago that got me into this mess in the first place. Although that didn’t explain all the other whites on board who appeared to be in similar circumstances.
“I said, I heard you like to dance naked for other men.”
“I’ve done it once. I’m not very good, Master Chief.”
“That’s not the point. How about you get up on the stage with the mids and show us what you can do.”
I looked up at the stage. Four of the mids were dancing in the nude, with their boners bouncing up and down, while the other two were paired off in a cocksucking 69. I could see that all of the mids had residual cum on their faces. This was going to be truly humiliating, a white officer dancing naked in front of a room full of Black chiefs, and not very well. I wouldn’t be able to show my face anywhere on the ship without there being someone who had seen me dance or knew that I was a white cocksucker.
But resigned to my fate, like someone climbing the gallows, I got up on the stage. Since I was already naked, I didn’t have to strip, so I just started to gyrate, trying to imitate other strippers I’d seen. I certainly wasn’t in the same league as my wife was, which then only made me think about her stripping in some club back home while I was at sea. That almost made me cum without touching myself. My dick was actually so hard that it was kind of painful when it bounced up and down.
After a few minutes of dancing, the Master Chief asked for a verdict. Most of the Chiefs thought my dancing was pretty lame, but a number commented that my decent-sized, and very hard, dick partially compensated for my lack of dancing skill.
“Don’t quit your day ankara travestileri job,” seemed to be the general consensus. Having the midshipmen listening to the Chief’s critique my performance and my dick only further piled on the humiliation.
“Well, there is something that I know he does better than he dances. Get down here and suck my cock.” This prompted a cheer from the group. “Set a good example for the middies of proper officer behavior.”
I did what the Master Chief ordered, getting down on my knees and putting on a live-sex show for the entire Black Chief’s mess. Each time the Master Chief bottomed in my throat, the Chief’s sent up a cheer. By now, all of the mids had received much the same treatment, so there weren’t the looks of naïve shock that I saw in the head the two nights before. These mids were now worldly wise and understood that a white officer’s place was at the feet of any and all Black men.
The Master Chief didn’t let me suck him for all that long before he stood me up, turned me around and bent me over a table. He gave a signal to one of the other chiefs who slid a video-cassette into the VCR and a video came on of a woman stepping up on a stage. She was dressed in a very conservative business suit, with her hair up, wearing glasses. As I instantly recognized her as my wife, I felt the Master Chief’s cock penetrate my ass.
The Master Chief then proceeded to vigorously fuck me as I watched my wife put on one heck of a strip-tease dance routine on the stage, going all the way until she was completely naked. When she was topless, guys were sticking money in her g-string. When she was naked, the guys were just throwing money at her. The Chiefs all loved it, commenting on my wife’s big tits, and how they would all love to fuck her.
My wife had an incredibly hot body, as she swayed and gyrated, displaying every inch to the raucous crowd. She even did the stripper splits in front most of the guys sitting at the edge of the stage, displaying her wide-open pussy for their view.
When my wife was finished, she didn’t put her clothes on, but started to give lap dances to some of the guys near the front, and boy were these guys groping her. As that went on, the camera panned back to the stage, and another woman climbed up to begin stripping. It took me a moment, because I would have never expected it, but it was my wife’s mother!
Although my mother-in-law was 22 years older than my wife and in her mid-40’s, she had kept herself in great shape, and would soon reveal that her body was as hot as her daughter’s and she could dance just as well too. I couldn’t believe it. An admiral’s daughter and an admiral’s wife stripping naked for the entertainment of other men. If my father-in-law were dead, he’d be rolling in his grave. But since he was very much alive, god knows what he would do. My mother-in-law stripped until she was completely naked too. Guys were throwing lots of money at her too.
As I was salivating over my mother-in-law’s jiggling tits and fine pussy, the Master Chief continued to fuck my ass hard. I was trying hard not to come, but the feel of his huge cock deep in my ass, and the sight of my wife and her mother naked on stage was more than I could handle, and I shot a load on to the table, causing the Chiefs, and even the mids, to laugh.
The Master Chief just kept fucking, because he knew the tape was going to get even better. By this point, a lot of the Chiefs had their cocks out and were stroking them. It wasn’t long before six of them had a naked midshipman sucking his dick. The Master Chief continued to stroke my ass with his huge dick, and helpfully pointed out that the naked woman was Admiral T’s wife, which caused quite a stir in the crowd, since I don’t think he was all that popular.
As Mrs. Admiral climbed down off the stage to give lap dances next to my wife, another younger woman climbed on stage. My cock sprang to life when I realized it was my younger sister, just turned 18. She too had one hell of a body and some terrific dance moves, and god did she look great naked. I couldn’t believe my eyes. My little baby sister was a stripper, dancing naked for a crowd. I was ashamed for thinking this, but I wanted to fuck my sister, even as I was being fucked in the ass. My dad would shit a brick if he knew.
About this time, one of the Chiefs came up and blew his load on my face, fortunately most of it landed in the hair on top of my head and stuck there. “Whoa, easy guys. This white fag needs to see this. That’s part of the fun of fucking him.” Because of the lighting, I couldn’t really make out who was in the crowd, but I was pretty sure that many, if not all, of them were Black. I also thought for a moment I saw my wife’s head bobbing up and down in some Black guy’s lap, but I couldn’t be sure.
As my naked sister climbed down from the stage, the next woman to go up was my mother! By now, my cock was back again as hard as a rock. How the hell they ever got my conservative, religious mother to get up there and strip was beyond me. She travesti ankara had a decent body and was an attractive woman, and although her dance moves couldn’t compare with my wife and mother-in-law, she was trying, albeit awkwardly. She did have a look on her face like, “why am I here and please don’t make me do this,” and she frequently hesitated before taking off the next piece of clothing, but she too went all the way naked.
My naked mother looked extremely self-conscious when she spread her legs wide. The crowd loved it. I think the fact that it was obvious that she didn’t really want to be doing it just made it that much more exciting for them. I had never seen my mother naked before, well except for a few brief glimpses, but never in her full-frontal glory. I was disgusted with myself for thinking that I wanted to fuck her too.
What happened next was truly astonishing. The other three women came back up on stage, and all four of them were dancing naked together at the same time. Two mother-daughter pairs! All completely naked! The two pairs danced for a while, mostly with each other, but my sister did dance with both my wife and my mother-in-law.
Then the boisterous crowd in the strip club began to chant, “Eat her out! Eat her out!” Apparently they wanted to see a live mother-and-daughter lesbian sex show. All the naked women looked suddenly a bit nervous. I could see my wife apparently look off stage for some guidance from someone, and apparently received it, because all of a sudden she dropped to her knees and planted her face in her mother’s pussy.
My wife’s mother had a shocked, surprised and disgusted look on her face, followed by an, “ooh, that feels really good,” expression. My wife’s mother spread her legs some and my wife was getting her tongue deeper into her mother’s pussy, and her mother had a look of ecstasy on her face. My sister seemed eager to watch, but my mother looked like she stepped in shit and wanted to run. All of a sudden my sister dropped to her knees, grabbed my mom tight by the buttocks, and began licking our mother’s pussy. My mother’s look of disgust, also quickly melted under her daughters oral ministrations, which seemed surprisingly skillful for an 18-year old.
The crowd then began to chant, “Sixty-Nine! Sixty-Nine!” My wife pulled her mother down, swung her shapely leg over her mother’s head, and planted her pussy right on her astonished mother’s mouth. But, like a good trooper, the surprised woman quickly began munching on her daughter’s pussy.
My mom looked at my sister like, “don’t you dare!” but my sister rather forcefully pulled her down, pushed her on her back, and in a move similar to my wife’s, put her pussy where her mom had no choice but to lick it. Seeing the two mother and daughter pairs in a naked cunt-munching sixty-nine caused the Chiefs Mess to go wild, and the Master Chief to pull out of my ass and cum all over my face, and me to shoot another load on the table.
And then Black men started coming up on the stage, in a move that it didn’t look like the women expected, given the looks of shock as they were yanked out of their 69’s and on to their knees. The first woman to get a black cock shoved in her mouth was my mother, followed by my wife, her mother and then my sister. All four women were choking and gagging on the black cock crammed into their mouths. I was suddenly despondent as my worst fear had come true, as there was absolutely no doubt that there was a large black cock crammed in my wife’s mouth.
The Chiefs all roared their approval as the watched all four naked women sucking black cock whether they wanted to or not. I had no idea if this was the first time my wife had black cock in her mouth, I suspected it wasn’t, but now there was absolutely no doubt that the Black bouncer had made good on his promise. If he wasn’t already fucking my wife, he soon would be.
It wasn’t long before Black men began to shoot cum on each of the women’s faces, only to be replaced by more Black men, shooting more cum, until each of the women’s identities became smothered in a thick layer of Black men’s cum. And by then all the Chiefs were doing the same to me. Even the mids got in on the act, adding their cum to the mask of goo on my face. But they paid for it a bit later when the Master Chief ordered them to eat all the cum from my face, which they each dutifully took a turn doing, until my face was presentable for walking the passageways.
But as a last insult, the Master Chief made me eat the cold puddles of my own cum off the table. Then he sent me away, with a piece of paper with directions to an admin ashore, where I was expected to be tomorrow. Fortunately most everyone in the main Black Berthing compartment had gone to sleep, although there were a number of naked white sailors lying on the floor, some obviously leaking cum out their assholes and others with jizz still stuck to their faces, because naturally the Blacks would take the mattresses on the racks.
Only one Black sailor made me such his dick to get out, and fortunately he made me swallow it. A different Marine guard made me suck his dick and swallow his cum in order for me to get my clothes back, but that was a small price to pay for not having to try to get back to my stateroom naked.
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