I've got a black lace thong to match my tube bra, a white cami, and black pumps. I'm wearing a black wig too, it felt so good to have such long femini...ne hair. I walk up the driveway to his door. It's quiet at night in this rich suburban neighborhood, his house is two stories but it has a pool and a sprawling backyard. He answers the door in a robe, he says he just got out of the shower, but I know he just wants to have less clothes to take off before he fucks me. "I love your outfit". My head began to clear, and I opened my eyes to see the fireworks going off, the black man over me as he removed his pants in the weird, eerily flashing lights.“To the victor goes the spoils…” he said laughingly as he knelt. I began to close my legs, and he reached down, grasping my neck with his big, strong hand and applied a little pressure. I choked a bit as my windpipe was restricted. “You’re gonna’ be a good girl, aintcha?” he snarled.His other hand grasped my leg, and pulled it apart,. They also noticed that Ben was quieter than usual and wasn't picking on them like he was normally prone to do in typical brotherly fashion. The sisters cleaned up the dishes after dinner with very little conversation. When they finished, they walked into the family room to find Ben and their mom sitting and talking quietly. Mom was in her chair leaning over the arm of it so Ben could hear her and he sat on the couch, leaning over the arm as well so that the two of them were nearly face to face,. "I've needed a good hard fucking for long enough Tyrone baby!... And preferably by a big black cock like yours stud so give me it all fuck my brains out!" I slumped back onto the bed, missed it and fell face down on the floor as I clearly recognized my Julie's voice. 'Oh god no... Please NOOOOO!' I heard myself silently scream inside my head, this can't be happening. I was breathing erratically, my body was shaking and I could feel myself shaking with anger and despair. The tears were replaced.