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Peter
It is Friday night; I'm in the kitchen preparing a meal for myself. I was going to get the night to myself since mum had arranged to go out with her friend Jean. Mum was upstairs getting ready for her night out. She planned on going to a few bars and said she wouldn't be home until after 1pm. She always worried about me being on my own even though I am 18 years old.
Mum came down the stairs and asked "How do I look?"
I struggled to keep my jaw from dropping when she entered the room. She wore a tight dark blue dress that was low cut and had her breasts bursting out. The only thing that stopped them was those tiny straps over her shoulders otherwise my mother's modesty was at risk.
"Wow! Err great!" I stuttered stupidly. She smiled and started to strap up her black high heels onto the end of her long and smooth legs which were slightly tanned from her recent holiday to Spain.
Her hair was jet black and straightened down past her shoulders and over her forehead. She had bright red lipstick, just adding to the sexy contrast of her appearance.
She received a text from the taxi she ordered and kissed me on the cheek leaving a red kiss behind. The door shut behind her and I went to the window to make sure she was defiantly gone. I've been a bit paranoid while she was in the house because a few weeks prior, she caught me masturbating to my favoured kind of interracial porn. It was hard to masturbate after that because I didn't know when she would walk into my room, although she had learned to knock since.
It wasn't a case of just covering myself up at the time. The covers were on the floor and the remote for the TV that it was streamed on was under the bed. She walked in on me fully naked and going for it, a moment too late and she would have caught me ejaculating on myself. To make matters worse I have an embarrassingly small penis. Its just about 4 inches hard and the only thing that gets it hard is watching well-endowed black men destroying white women.
My mother saw everything that night. I tried to apologise but she said "No, its ok, I should have known better than to walk in like that!"
"I don't always watch that kind of stuff! Just so you don't think I'm weird!" I pleaded with her.
"Its fine if you do! Just be aware that the reality isn't anything like those movies, ok!" She explained to me.
How would I know? I've never touched a woman before.
I watched the taxi turn at the end of the street and went upstairs to prepare my night alone. Finally after two weeks of not masturbating I can have some release.
Emma
As the taxi came closer to the town centre, the driver complimented me for what felt like the 100th time in 5 minutes. "Aw thank you!" was the same polite response he got every other time.
He dropped me off outside the bar and tried to let me off the fare and offered his phone number if I wanted a lift home. I just gave him the money and left and headed into the bar. I could feel his eyes watching me until I was no longer in his sights. That was the usual creepy attention I'm so used to but it does get you free stuff.
Jean was at the bar already chatting to an old man. She had already persuaded him to buy us both a drink and I wasn't even there. We pulled away from him and found a seat by the window. We talked about work and had a catch up with the gossip that Jean is always so well informed on. They were mostly stories about the office slut and who has been sleeping with the boss this week. It was all very hypocritical, since Jean had also slept with the boss.
We had a couple more drinks in that bar before we moved on to the next one. The town was beginning to fill up now. Young boys all dressed smart and young girls all dressed as slutty as they could. I was easily twice their age at 40 but no one would have guessed so. Jean was also very young looking for her age of 41. She had blonde hair and a similar dress to my own but red with matching heels.
We entered the next bar a found it easy for ourselves to get another helpless man to buy us drinks before we blow him off. We stood at a high standing table and carried on our conversation. I noticed a young man chatting to a group of girls nearby who kept looking our way. It was a poor way of chatting up a group of women if you ask me.
Jean and I wanted to smoke so we went out to the back where the music was a bit quieter and many people were smoking. Before we could pull out a pack of cigarettes from our handbags we had many offers to light them up. We accepted someone's lighter and carried on talking, until we were interrupted.
The young man who was chatting to that group of girls had found us. "Hello beautiful ladies!" he said with a smirk and a cocky attitude.
Politely we responded "Hello!" at the same time.
"You two look great! Are you here all by yourselves?" He asked.
Jean was the one who made the conversation back to him "Yes we're alone and helpless and very thirsty!" she said with a giggle.
"Well then, you wait right here and I'll go get some drinks!"
He left us and went to the bar. I turned to Jean and said "Must you lead every guy on?"
"I have to, I didn't bring any money!" she laughed.
"Yes but some guys don't know when they see a lost cause!"
"Oh lighten up, you could use a feller in your life!" she said.
"Not that one, he's all yours!"
"Oh! Great! Thanks!"
The man returned with our drinks and began asking us questions about us such as; where are you from? What do you do for work? The usual stuff that has no interesting developments. He left eventually to go to the bathroom and we took our chance and left.
Peter
I cleaned the kitchen and the dishes after a nicely cooked meal before I went up to the bathroom. I started a shower and began to shave my pubic hair. I preferred to be totally hairless as it helped make it look bigger and felt better when masturbating.
After I was cleaned up I started up the porn search. I found a website that showed many older women known as milfs getting pounded by black men with huge cocks. Some were role plays of a son's friend and some were the classic plumber story lines. I did my best to edge myself as I didn't want to end the fun too soon. I found other threads that were based on the son being caught by his mother going through her panty draw, which inevitably gave an idea.
I leaped from the bed and walked into my mother's bedroom, careful not to misplace anything. I opened all the draws and looked through her panties. They were mostly laced underwear or thongs. It kept me wondering what my mother was wearing under her dress right now. I remembered some of the milfs in the movies didn't wear any underwear at all. I was getting erect thinking of that.
I opened the drawer at her bedside and found one of those magic wand vibrators I've seen get used in the movies. Once I flicked the button it vibrated like crazy. I pressed it against my cock and felt a surge of tingly feelings run through my cock. I had to stop there as I thought it was a bit powerful so I put it back.
I checked through the cupboard and found a large cardboard box full of sexy lingerie and sexy outfits. There was a nurse's one, a maids one, a cat one, a police one, a school girl one and a fishnet one. All I could picture was my mother wearing each one of these outfits for a blank stranger in my head. She must have worn them for some of her previous boyfriends.
Mum had a few boyfriends over the years but they never did last. I overheard her talking to Auntie Jean about how they were just so boring in bed. She told her how none of them lasted long enough for her to enjoy it and was disappointed by their lack of dominance. I wasn't sure what that meant.
I carefully put everything back the way I found it and put the box back. I noticed a smaller box at the back of the cupboard; it was an old shoe box. I pulled it out and opened the lid to see a numerous amount of sex toys. There was a dildo with a suction cup on it, a dildo that vibrated a various size of butt plugs and some handcuffs.
After I studied them and compared the dildos to my own cock, which at this point was rock hard at thought of mum using these toys, I put it all away and went back to my own room.
Emma
We had been to two more bars and had become quite tipsy when Jean spotted her ex-boyfriend outside smoking. Jean wasn't so keen to split from him as he was quite good in the sack, so she says. "I'm just going to say hello to him!" she said, leaving me alone.
"Ok but don't be long!" I pleaded but she most likely didn't hear me.
"Ah! There you are!" a voice from behind me said.
"Oh! It's you!" I said to the man we ditched two bars ago.
"I thought you ran away!"
"No we just found ourselves moving on!" I replied.
"Well I found you now!" he said. He began to talk to me but I never really took much in. It was mostly about how he spends time in the gym and how much his car cost. He moved out the way for a group of people and was knocked forward by a tall black man who was trying to squeeze past. The man took the opportunity to put a hand on my waist and slid it down to my leg. I was quick to push it off hoping to send a signal.
Jean was nowhere to be seen. She had been gone for almost 30 minutes when she came back. "Emma! I'm going to go with Paul! Text me later so I know you're ok!" she said quickly and left, giving me no time to stop her leaving with her ex and getting hurt again.
"Speaking of leaving, what say we go find somewhere a bit quieter?" the man said.
"Err no! I don't think so!" I replied.
"Oh come on! Just somewhere we can talk!"
"We've been talking here!"
"Yeah but I mean really talk!" he said, whatever that meant.
"Listen I'm not leaving with you so I'm just going to go home, bye!" I stepped away and he put an arm out to stop me.
"Look I know you want to, you've been leading me on all night!" he said, changing his tone.
"I really haven't been leading you on at all! That's all in your head!" He grabbed my arm and was about to say something when a large black hand rested on his shoulder.
The tall black man who bumped him into me had intervened. "I think you should let go of her!" he said in a deep voice, calmly.
"I don't really care what you think!" the man replied stupidly.
"Listen mate! If you want to cause a scene then feel free! Hit me if you like but those security guards are watching you! You'll be out of here before you know it!" said the tall black man. The smaller man backed off and walked away. "He didn't hurt you did he! I'm sorry you have to deal with things like that! Where's your friend?" he asked.
"She has left with her ex-boyfriend! Thank you for stepping in!"
"That's no problem at all!" he said as he pulled out a cigarette. I took in how tall he really was. He must 6 feet 3 at least. As I looked him over I noticed how well built he was. His shoulders were broad and his chest was wielding a perfect set of pecs. His T-shirt was hugging his body and I could see his abs and other muscles I didn't know men had. He clearly worked hard on his body.
He gestured me to take a cigarette and I took one, even though I was about to leave. "I'm Emma!" I said, almost foolishly.
"Marcus!" He replied as he extended a hand, to which I took and shook hands. "That man should have given up a long time ago!"
"You mean hitting on me?" I laughed.
"Yes! His technique was wrong anyway!" Marcus said confidently.
"Oh really! What makes you an expert at chatting up women?" I said sarcastically.
"I run a dating agency and give seminars to men who hope to become more interactive with women in different scenarios!"
"Oh! Well ok maybe you are an expert then!" I said with a giggle. "What should he have done differently?"
"He should have gauged your body language and moved as you moved! But it really depends on what he wants! If he wants your number then bragging isn't the right way! He should have focussed on what you like and then after holding a few conversations just asked for your number and left you alone regardless of the answer! Being honest goes further!"
"What if he wanted to take me home?" I asked.
"Well! To be the kind of guy who has one night stands, you need to be charming and funny and honest! If you stop smiling he's failed!"
"And what is it you want?" I said smiling.
"I want to meet new people because I'm new in town! It would be nice not to spend every night in a hostel right now!"
"Oh I see! You want me to take you home?" I said laughing drunkenly.
"Well I didn't say that but if it's an option then I'm open to it!"
"Well if my son is in bed then maybe but I'm not sure about you! You aren't my usual type of guy!" I said.
"You mean black? That's ok! My size can put people off!"
"I didn't mean that I wouldn't, I just meant, err, well I! What do you mean size?" I asked curiously, was he talking about what I think he is?
"You know!" he said "My height and muscular build can put women off sometimes!"
"Oh! I thought you meant your err, you know what they say about black guys!" I said giggling.
"Oh you thought I meant my cock? You have a dirty mind!" he said laughing with me.
After a brief moment of laughing fits I came to my senses and began to feel how drunk I was. "Is it true then? What they say!"
"Why don't you find out for yourself, I'd hate to ruin the surprise!" he said in a serious voice.
"I don't know! Maybe!"
"Do you believe in chance?" he asked.
It was a weird question but I was curious as to where this was going. "You mean fate? Yes! Why?"
"Why don't we leave it to fate then? I'll escort you home and if your son is in bed then maybe you'll find out! If not then you will never know! I won't leave my number, I'll just leave!" he held out his hand. And for some reason I took it and all I could think of was the porn I caught my son watching two week ago.
We collard a taxi and stepped in and I gave the driver my address. "Is he usually in bed at this time?" Marcus asked me.
"Its half past 11, he might be!" I said as I put my head on his solid shoulder "I hope he is now!" I said with a giggle.
Peter
I found a hot video of a milf being fucked hard by a big black guy. It was somehow thrilling to watch when I imagine my own mother in these videos. The house was dark and the only light was in my bedroom from the big TV. I was naked and I was beating away at my smooth shaven small penis. The TV was the only noise apart from the odd groan I made to stop myself from cumming as I had done all night.
I was ready now though; ready to erupt my sperm up onto my belly. I could feel the deep breath you take before the plunge. As I felt it I heard a sound of keys jingling and a locks turning, mum was home. I leapt up and grabbed the remote and turned off the TV. Quickly I put my pyjamas on and jumped into bed almost out of breath. I lay under the covers facing away from the door.
I heard mum come up the stairs quietly and carefully. Obviously she had been drinking so she must have been careful not to make noise if she thought was asleep. I heard her get to the top and saw a silhouette appear at the door as she stuck her head around. I made a heavy breathing sound so I sounded asleep. She always had a habit of checking on me as I was a baby. She disappeared and went back down stairs.
I could hear her whispering and shut the door behind her and then made her way back up the stairs. Perhaps she forgot to close it. A light turned on, lighting up the hall way and I saw her shadow go past, followed by another. Then I heard a deep voice as her bedroom door shut behind the second shadow.
Mum had brought someone home with her. It wasn't very often she did this but usually she had a boyfriend that I'd met before. Obviously I'll meet him tomorrow.
I realised that I needed to pee, so got up and very carefully and quietly made my way to the bathroom next to my room. I made sure not to turn on the light and make use of the moon light through the window.
As I left the bathroom I noticed that the door to my mother's bedroom wasn't fully closed. There was light shining through the gap that I could easily fit my head into. For a moment I was possessed. I kept moving to the light. I was slowly pushing my head through the gap.
Mum was on her knees and was no longer in the sexy blue dress. She was wearing only a black thong that was more string than anything else. The sounds of slurping were coming from her mouth, or rather what was in it. There was a huge muscled black man standing in front of her. All of a sudden my porn films were now a reality. His cock was huge.
It was as thick as a coke can and easily 9 inches or more in length. He was thrusting slightly as my mother sucked on his huge black cock. She was gagging slightly at every thrust. I could see his huge balls swinging forwards and backwards. They could easily be the size of tennis balls.
Marcus
Once again I was thrusting down the mouth of another sexy white woman. They are always curious about black guys. When they see what we are packing its straight down on their knees, it's too easy.
This Lady in particular though was something special. She was smoking hot and up for it. I love older women who have never experienced big black cock. She was handling it well.
She started to go deeper on my huge black cock. Almost being able to call it deep throat. She gagged and coughed on it and pulled up to stroke it while she regained her breath. The next thing I know she is motor boating my huge black balls. They are smothering her face and smudging her lipstick.
I pull her up off her knees and spin her around. I run my hands down her body and press my huge cock into her arse cheeks and slip a hand down her panties. I start rub away at her already wet pussy. She responds with thrusts onto my hand and back onto my big black cock.
My hands run up to her breasts. They are the softest pair of titties I've ever held. I'm kissing her neck and grinding up against her. It's going well, she loves it. At least I thought she was when she let out a scream. "PETER! WHAT THE HELL ARE DOING?" She shouted.
Her son was peering his head around the door, watching as I aroused his mother before his eyes and as she had aroused me. The fact that he was watching made me even more so.
She leaped forward after her son, leaving me standing in her room, naked and fully erect. The lights came on from the hall way. "WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING? EXPLAIN YOURSELF RIGHT NOW! I DON'T WANT MY SON MASTURBATING WHILE WATCHING ME HAVE SEX!" She screamed at him.
I looked into the hall way and she had hold of him by the arm. She was still naked apart from the thong she wore, I wasn't sure if she remembered that.
"Err! I-I-I-err!" he was petrified, poor k**.
I stepped out into the hall way and intervened at my own risk. "Emma! Let the boy go, c'mon, he's just curious that's all! Remember what you told me in the taxi? About when you caught him two weeks ago?" I was stood there naked and my huge cock was dancing in the air in front of me on display for them both.
She let go of him and he just stood there looking terrified to move. "Darling, go wait on the bed, I'll be with you in a moment!" I said to her.
"I can't even look at him right now, god I'm so embarrassed!"
She lefty me and the lad alone on the landing and like a good girl she sat on the bed. "Listen son! Your mother told me what happened the other week! Its ok, it's normal! But you need to apologise to her right now because you're ruining my fun and hers!" I said to him, all the while I was still wielding a rock hard erection.
I took him by the shoulder and led him into the room to where his almost naked mother was sat on the bed with her legs crossed. "I think he has something to
"Mum I'm really sorry! I don't know what came over me! I just couldn't look away!" he pleaded.
"What the hell do I do now Peter?"
"May I make a suggestion?" I interrupted. They were both looking at me expectantly. "Let the lad stay!"
"What?" said Emma.
"He couldn't look away because he liked what he saw! He's no trouble!"
"But I don't want him to get off over me getting fucked!" she insisted.
"He won't be! At least not right now! He's already seen enough to get off on! Look at him; he still has an erection even after you almost throttled him!"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean he can stay and watch, but he can't masturbate at the same time! You said you didn't want him to and he obviously appreciates what you were doing!" I explained to her, again I was still naked and hard as a rock. My own cock dwarfed the lad himself.
"I suppose it might teach you some self-control! Is that what you want?" she asked her son.
For a moment he hesitated before he answered "Yes please!"
"Alright then, but there's going to be some rules!" I said "First you need to be naked since we are as well! Second your hands should betide behind your back, to stop you from breaking the rules! Third, you will do exactly as instructed! Understand?" I asked him.
He nodded "So take off your clothes son!" I said to him. Slowly he lifted the pyjama top over his head. He was a slim lad with very little muscle on him at all. He pulled his trousers down and out sprung an embarrassingly small erect penis. He stepped out the trousers and stood there.
His mother went into the cupboard and pulled out an old shoe box. From that she had some handcuffs and threw them to me. "Turn around and put your hands behind your back!" I commanded.
His hands were bound and he had an erection. "Where do you want him baby?" I asked Emma.
"Put him in the corner so I can't see him!"
He walked to the corner and stood there facing the bed. I climbed onto it and kissed Emma and slowly pushed her to the sheets. I slid my hand down to her pussy which was still wet and began where I left off. After a minute or so I lay on the bed and told her to sit over my face for the 69 position.
Peter
I stood in the corner of the room, embarrassed and aroused. I had a mix of feelings running through me and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. It was a pounding that I could feel through my body down to my embarrassingly small erection, which my mother and her new lover had seen clear as day next to his enormous black cock. I had a thumb for a penis, compared to his.
I watched as my mother, who was facing away from me, suck on his huge cock as she did before I interrupted her. Her lover was flicking his tongue in every direction over her clean shaven pussy. She had no hair at all on her body and had smooth skin that shone in the light of the room. She moaned as he licked her and he gave a slight thrust upwards at her mouth as she was going deeper down his shaft.
Her lover's huge black hands were spreading her arse cheeks wide open so I could see the small brown anus. His tongue flicked up to it briefly before making its way back to her clitoris. He sucked on the lips that surrounded her clitoris and kissed it. She responded with moans and sighs.
My small erection felt as though it was to burst. I could not touch it so I couldn't get the release I so desperately needed. Was it possible to cum without touching? I've never heard of it happening but it certainly felt that way.
A few more minutes went by and mother was pushed off by her lover who lay on the bed facing me. Mum needed no instruction. She climbed on top of him and threw me a look whilst she spun herself around, biting her lip. She sat over him with her back to me. His huge black member was seated between her arse cheeks and showed me how far it would go inside her if she took it all. Surely it would not be possible?
Mum was kissing him with a passion and grinding her arse over his cock. He was thrusting slowly so its huge purple head was rubbing on her pussy and through her cheeks. I could see how wet she really was as the light glistened off her pussy.
She moved up over his body and squatted over his huge black cock. This was the moment she was going to get penetrated by a big black cock and my heart was racing, my small penis twitching and even I started to make a sound that resembled a sigh.
The sound that I could hear was a sort of squelch as the tip of his black cock entered her. She started to make some louder noises "OOOOH!" as she lowered on it. At first she didn't take a lot of it inside her but after a few minutes she was going deeper on his cock and she was starting to make a lot of noise.
She began to shift her body so she had her knees on the bed and she let her lover work his huge black cock into her pussy. I watched as he thrusted upwards with his huge hands on her arse, pulling them open. Squelching noises were filling the room and as I tried to see what my mother's face looked like I saw her lover staring at me over his shoulder, grinning.
"Oh god! Oh yes! Fuck yes! Oh that's so good!" she wailed out as his balls started to slap against her arse. He was deeper inside her now as almost the full length of his cock was being impaled in and out of my mother's pussy.
Again he pushed her off after 5 minutes and flung her across the bed. He had her in a doggy style position and she was now facing me. Her back was arched and she no longer seemed to notice me. He positioned himself behind her with both knees on the bed and both hands around her hips. She squealed as he entered her again and he made eye contact with me again with a grin.
Emma
I could see my son in the corner of my eye. I could see his naked body and his embarrassingly small cock. I'd stopped caring that he was there, almost got used to it. I have to admit that it was pretty hot having him there. I've been watched have sex before and it turned me on then.
I could feel his huge black cock make its way deep inside me to places I never thought I had. He was at least 9 inches long and thick as a coke can. I've never been so stretched open in my life. His big black hands were around my hips and he pulled me onto him as he fucked my soaking wet pussy.
I made eye contact with my son as my mouth was hanging open from the pleasure I was being given by this hung black stranger. He was staring right into my eyes and biting his lip. I realised he actually was enjoying the show. I thought it would teach him a lesson but he loves it. I'm not going to lie, I am too.
I could feel his huge balls pounding against my clitoris. I could feel every inch of his cock. I could feel a sensation pulse through my body starting from my pussy. I could feel my thighs get drenched as he made me cum in front of my son. I gushed all over the bed and his huge cock and the squelching sounds were only enhanced.
He stopped pounding into me and flipped me over onto me back. My head was hanging off the side of the bed and I looked directly up at my son as Marcus pushed his cock back inside me. My legs wrapped around his body and he started to thrust into me hard and fast. Within a minuets I was cumming again as I looked my son his eyes.
Marcus got up to his knees while still inside me and pushed my knees to my shoulders and starts to slowly push in and out of me. He struggles to keep me on the bed as I start to slip back.
"Hey k**! Come here and hold your mother, she slipping off the bed!" commanded Marcus. It didn't at all seem to occur to him that maybe he wouldn't do it but the moment he said it, Peter was there behind me. I put my head on his shoulder and hold a leg back for Marcus. He leaned into me with all his strength so I wouldn't go anywhere.
It reminded me of when he was younger for a split second when he would run over and hug me at random. That was until Marcus began to pound into me as I looked into Peter's eyes. It seemed I that his voyeurism of his mother was not only forgiven but allowed. What would this mean for us?
Marcus
I pounded into her as hard as I could. She moaned and squealed as her son held her from falling of the bed. He was on his knees behind her holding stopping her from falling while his hands were tied behind his back. She held her legs as wide as she could for me giving me easier access to her sweet, tight white milf pussy. I still however have a trick up my sleeve.
I climbed off her and my cock made popping sound as I pulled out. I stood at the side of the bed and spun her around and pulled her closer by her ankles. I squatted down entered her, causing her to shout "OOOHH!" I put my hands under her knees and she wrapped her arms around my neck. She must have known what was coming.
I stood up straight and immediately started to pound up and into her soaking pussy. She was gawping at the air around her, her mouth was wide open and her eyes had rolled back. Again she came and soaked the floor at my feet. Her son was stood next to me looking down at the mess. "Go ahead, take a look!" I told him.
He leaned under and looked at my cock pounding into his mother. He came back up with a smile on his face and I winked at him. After 5 minutes I was starting to feel her slip so I threw her onto the bed. I climbed onto her in the missionary position and continued the onslaught.
"Oh god yes, I want you to cum!" she moaned in my ear.
"Yeah! You want it! How bad?" I replied as I bucked me huge black cock into her.
"I want it so bad, please give it to me! Where do you want to put it?" she asked.
I thought for a second that I usually bust my nut inside white women. It gives me a thrill knowing I'm sending them home to husbands carrying my seed in their womb. "Ask him!" I said nodding to her son.
"Oh god! Sweetie? Where should he cum?" she asked him.
He stood there with a look of surprise that he has been asked this. He hesitated as we locked eyes. "Tell him where, sweetie!" she asked again.
"Inside her please!" he responded as we looked at each other. I've had many thrills pleasing married white soccer moms before but never has the son watched let alone made the decision of where I should blow my seed. It was too much to handle in that moment and I could feel my muscles under my balls tighten as I tried to hold back but it was not possible.
"UUUURRRGH, AAARRGH Oh yeah!" I bellowed as my sperm erupted inside her. 1 spurt, 2 spurt, 3 spurts, 4 spurts, 5 spurts and I was done but still twitching inside her. Her face was that of ecstasy. Her eye had rolled back and her mouth wide open.
"Oh yeah, I can feel it filling me up!" she moaned.
I pulled out, still hard as a rock and lay on the bed. She crawled over and lay next to me with her legs spread open, resting her head on my shoulder as my arm wrapped around her.
Peter
It was the most beautiful thing I'd seen. Mum was lying there naked and spread eagled, leaking her well-endowed black lovers' sperm. She was looking directly at me as I stood there with my small erection. She turns to her lover and say's "Untie him, its only fair he gets to get off!"
"Come here son!" he commanded.
I walked over and turned around as he picked up the keys off the bedside table. He unlocked me and I felt my wrists for a second. "Ok sweetie, you wank now but makes sure you catch it in your pyjamas!" said mum.
I picked up the pyjama top and put it at the other end of the bed. I put three fingers around my small penis and literally two strokes in and I was humping the air uncontrollably and ejaculating as I looked down at mum's pussy while it leaked her black lover's sperm. I didn't produce as much that came out her but it felt so good.
"Come here sweetie!" said mum. I waked over as she got up and leaned over the huge black cock. She leaned to me and kissed my cheek "Go to bed now, we'll talk tomorrow!"
I did as I was told and left the room and went to bed. My mind raced of thoughts of my mother being fucked like one of those milfs I'd seen in the porn films I watch. I replayed the scenes in my head until I was dreaming of the same scenes.
I woke up the next morning and got dressed despite my erection. I went down stairs and there was no one up yet so I started to make breakfast. I cooked bacon and eggs and sat down at the table thinking about the previous night. After I ate I put the dishes in the dishwasher and heard a door upstairs open and footsteps on the stairs.
The huge black man that fucked my mother the previous night entered the kitchen. "Good morning!" he said.
"Good morning! Would you like some breakfast?" I asked.
"Yes please!" he replied.
I started making some more bacon and eggs for him. "I'm sorry I interrupted you both last night!" I said.
"Ah, that's ok! You and your mother both seemed to have enjoyed it in the end!"
"For some reason yes but I think I might still be in trouble when mum comes down the stairs!"
"She was still asleep when I left so, you're ok for now!" he said "I'm Marcus by the way!"
"I'm Peter!" We sat at the table in silence while he ate and after that he left phone number on the table.
"Give that to your mother would you? Thanks!" It was a half hour before mum came down stairs.
"Did you see Marcus?" she asked.
"Yes! I made him breakfast and he left! Are you ok?"
"Yes! You?"
"Yes, I'm ok!"
She stared at me and sat down at the table opposite "Its ok if not! I shouldn't have done that last night!" she said.
"Mum its fine! I've been watching videos of women like you getting fucked by hung black guys! It was a huge turn on to see it for real! It's a cuckold's ultimate fantasy and you made it real!"
"Is that what you want to be? A cuckold?" she asked.
"Yes! I don't have much chance at being an alpha male as you have seen how small my cock is! I felt so comfortable watching you last night!" I said.
"Well I have to admit it was pretty thrilling!" she said with a giggle.
"Yes it was! I'd do it again if you asked me!"
"Well I don't know if I'll see him again!" she said disappointedly.
"He left his number; you deserve the best so you deserve his cock!"
After that morning she called Marcus. They had arranged to meet again at our house but mum was still unsure about me watching. But said I could be in the house and listen outside the door if I wanted too.
After a few weeks of that they got less concerned about me watching. One day Marcus just walked in unannounced and just took my mother on the kitchen table. Since then they haven't cared whether I was there or not. The hottest moment was when we went out shopping together and he nailed her in the cubicle of the changing rooms. I was sat opposite the curtain that blocked the view as people walked past. Later she sucked his cock in the back of the cinema. That became a pretty average day.
Mum was determined to find me a girlfriend who would also enjoy the same activities that she and did. So far we have several replies on a dating website but we will have to see where they lead.
It is Friday night; I'm in the kitchen preparing a meal for myself. I was going to get the night to myself since mum had arranged to go out with her friend Jean. Mum was upstairs getting ready for her night out. She planned on going to a few bars and said she wouldn't be home until after 1pm. She always worried about me being on my own even though I am 18 years old.
Mum came down the stairs and asked "How do I look?"
I struggled to keep my jaw from dropping when she entered the room. She wore a tight dark blue dress that was low cut and had her breasts bursting out. The only thing that stopped them was those tiny straps over her shoulders otherwise my mother's modesty was at risk.
"Wow! Err great!" I stuttered stupidly. She smiled and started to strap up her black high heels onto the end of her long and smooth legs which were slightly tanned from her recent holiday to Spain.
Her hair was jet black and straightened down past her shoulders and over her forehead. She had bright red lipstick, just adding to the sexy contrast of her appearance.
She received a text from the taxi she ordered and kissed me on the cheek leaving a red kiss behind. The door shut behind her and I went to the window to make sure she was defiantly gone. I've been a bit paranoid while she was in the house because a few weeks prior, she caught me masturbating to my favoured kind of interracial porn. It was hard to masturbate after that because I didn't know when she would walk into my room, although she had learned to knock since.
It wasn't a case of just covering myself up at the time. The covers were on the floor and the remote for the TV that it was streamed on was under the bed. She walked in on me fully naked and going for it, a moment too late and she would have caught me ejaculating on myself. To make matters worse I have an embarrassingly small penis. Its just about 4 inches hard and the only thing that gets it hard is watching well-endowed black men destroying white women.
My mother saw everything that night. I tried to apologise but she said "No, its ok, I should have known better than to walk in like that!"
"I don't always watch that kind of stuff! Just so you don't think I'm weird!" I pleaded with her.
"Its fine if you do! Just be aware that the reality isn't anything like those movies, ok!" She explained to me.
How would I know? I've never touched a woman before.
I watched the taxi turn at the end of the street and went upstairs to prepare my night alone. Finally after two weeks of not masturbating I can have some release.
Emma
As the taxi came closer to the town centre, the driver complimented me for what felt like the 100th time in 5 minutes. "Aw thank you!" was the same polite response he got every other time.
He dropped me off outside the bar and tried to let me off the fare and offered his phone number if I wanted a lift home. I just gave him the money and left and headed into the bar. I could feel his eyes watching me until I was no longer in his sights. That was the usual creepy attention I'm so used to but it does get you free stuff.
Jean was at the bar already chatting to an old man. She had already persuaded him to buy us both a drink and I wasn't even there. We pulled away from him and found a seat by the window. We talked about work and had a catch up with the gossip that Jean is always so well informed on. They were mostly stories about the office slut and who has been sleeping with the boss this week. It was all very hypocritical, since Jean had also slept with the boss.
We had a couple more drinks in that bar before we moved on to the next one. The town was beginning to fill up now. Young boys all dressed smart and young girls all dressed as slutty as they could. I was easily twice their age at 40 but no one would have guessed so. Jean was also very young looking for her age of 41. She had blonde hair and a similar dress to my own but red with matching heels.
We entered the next bar a found it easy for ourselves to get another helpless man to buy us drinks before we blow him off. We stood at a high standing table and carried on our conversation. I noticed a young man chatting to a group of girls nearby who kept looking our way. It was a poor way of chatting up a group of women if you ask me.
Jean and I wanted to smoke so we went out to the back where the music was a bit quieter and many people were smoking. Before we could pull out a pack of cigarettes from our handbags we had many offers to light them up. We accepted someone's lighter and carried on talking, until we were interrupted.
The young man who was chatting to that group of girls had found us. "Hello beautiful ladies!" he said with a smirk and a cocky attitude.
Politely we responded "Hello!" at the same time.
"You two look great! Are you here all by yourselves?" He asked.
Jean was the one who made the conversation back to him "Yes we're alone and helpless and very thirsty!" she said with a giggle.
"Well then, you wait right here and I'll go get some drinks!"
He left us and went to the bar. I turned to Jean and said "Must you lead every guy on?"
"I have to, I didn't bring any money!" she laughed.
"Yes but some guys don't know when they see a lost cause!"
"Oh lighten up, you could use a feller in your life!" she said.
"Not that one, he's all yours!"
"Oh! Great! Thanks!"
The man returned with our drinks and began asking us questions about us such as; where are you from? What do you do for work? The usual stuff that has no interesting developments. He left eventually to go to the bathroom and we took our chance and left.
Peter
I cleaned the kitchen and the dishes after a nicely cooked meal before I went up to the bathroom. I started a shower and began to shave my pubic hair. I preferred to be totally hairless as it helped make it look bigger and felt better when masturbating.
After I was cleaned up I started up the porn search. I found a website that showed many older women known as milfs getting pounded by black men with huge cocks. Some were role plays of a son's friend and some were the classic plumber story lines. I did my best to edge myself as I didn't want to end the fun too soon. I found other threads that were based on the son being caught by his mother going through her panty draw, which inevitably gave an idea.
I leaped from the bed and walked into my mother's bedroom, careful not to misplace anything. I opened all the draws and looked through her panties. They were mostly laced underwear or thongs. It kept me wondering what my mother was wearing under her dress right now. I remembered some of the milfs in the movies didn't wear any underwear at all. I was getting erect thinking of that.
I opened the drawer at her bedside and found one of those magic wand vibrators I've seen get used in the movies. Once I flicked the button it vibrated like crazy. I pressed it against my cock and felt a surge of tingly feelings run through my cock. I had to stop there as I thought it was a bit powerful so I put it back.
I checked through the cupboard and found a large cardboard box full of sexy lingerie and sexy outfits. There was a nurse's one, a maids one, a cat one, a police one, a school girl one and a fishnet one. All I could picture was my mother wearing each one of these outfits for a blank stranger in my head. She must have worn them for some of her previous boyfriends.
Mum had a few boyfriends over the years but they never did last. I overheard her talking to Auntie Jean about how they were just so boring in bed. She told her how none of them lasted long enough for her to enjoy it and was disappointed by their lack of dominance. I wasn't sure what that meant.
I carefully put everything back the way I found it and put the box back. I noticed a smaller box at the back of the cupboard; it was an old shoe box. I pulled it out and opened the lid to see a numerous amount of sex toys. There was a dildo with a suction cup on it, a dildo that vibrated a various size of butt plugs and some handcuffs.
After I studied them and compared the dildos to my own cock, which at this point was rock hard at thought of mum using these toys, I put it all away and went back to my own room.
Emma
We had been to two more bars and had become quite tipsy when Jean spotted her ex-boyfriend outside smoking. Jean wasn't so keen to split from him as he was quite good in the sack, so she says. "I'm just going to say hello to him!" she said, leaving me alone.
"Ok but don't be long!" I pleaded but she most likely didn't hear me.
"Ah! There you are!" a voice from behind me said.
"Oh! It's you!" I said to the man we ditched two bars ago.
"I thought you ran away!"
"No we just found ourselves moving on!" I replied.
"Well I found you now!" he said. He began to talk to me but I never really took much in. It was mostly about how he spends time in the gym and how much his car cost. He moved out the way for a group of people and was knocked forward by a tall black man who was trying to squeeze past. The man took the opportunity to put a hand on my waist and slid it down to my leg. I was quick to push it off hoping to send a signal.
Jean was nowhere to be seen. She had been gone for almost 30 minutes when she came back. "Emma! I'm going to go with Paul! Text me later so I know you're ok!" she said quickly and left, giving me no time to stop her leaving with her ex and getting hurt again.
"Speaking of leaving, what say we go find somewhere a bit quieter?" the man said.
"Err no! I don't think so!" I replied.
"Oh come on! Just somewhere we can talk!"
"We've been talking here!"
"Yeah but I mean really talk!" he said, whatever that meant.
"Listen I'm not leaving with you so I'm just going to go home, bye!" I stepped away and he put an arm out to stop me.
"Look I know you want to, you've been leading me on all night!" he said, changing his tone.
"I really haven't been leading you on at all! That's all in your head!" He grabbed my arm and was about to say something when a large black hand rested on his shoulder.
The tall black man who bumped him into me had intervened. "I think you should let go of her!" he said in a deep voice, calmly.
"I don't really care what you think!" the man replied stupidly.
"Listen mate! If you want to cause a scene then feel free! Hit me if you like but those security guards are watching you! You'll be out of here before you know it!" said the tall black man. The smaller man backed off and walked away. "He didn't hurt you did he! I'm sorry you have to deal with things like that! Where's your friend?" he asked.
"She has left with her ex-boyfriend! Thank you for stepping in!"
"That's no problem at all!" he said as he pulled out a cigarette. I took in how tall he really was. He must 6 feet 3 at least. As I looked him over I noticed how well built he was. His shoulders were broad and his chest was wielding a perfect set of pecs. His T-shirt was hugging his body and I could see his abs and other muscles I didn't know men had. He clearly worked hard on his body.
He gestured me to take a cigarette and I took one, even though I was about to leave. "I'm Emma!" I said, almost foolishly.
"Marcus!" He replied as he extended a hand, to which I took and shook hands. "That man should have given up a long time ago!"
"You mean hitting on me?" I laughed.
"Yes! His technique was wrong anyway!" Marcus said confidently.
"Oh really! What makes you an expert at chatting up women?" I said sarcastically.
"I run a dating agency and give seminars to men who hope to become more interactive with women in different scenarios!"
"Oh! Well ok maybe you are an expert then!" I said with a giggle. "What should he have done differently?"
"He should have gauged your body language and moved as you moved! But it really depends on what he wants! If he wants your number then bragging isn't the right way! He should have focussed on what you like and then after holding a few conversations just asked for your number and left you alone regardless of the answer! Being honest goes further!"
"What if he wanted to take me home?" I asked.
"Well! To be the kind of guy who has one night stands, you need to be charming and funny and honest! If you stop smiling he's failed!"
"And what is it you want?" I said smiling.
"I want to meet new people because I'm new in town! It would be nice not to spend every night in a hostel right now!"
"Oh I see! You want me to take you home?" I said laughing drunkenly.
"Well I didn't say that but if it's an option then I'm open to it!"
"Well if my son is in bed then maybe but I'm not sure about you! You aren't my usual type of guy!" I said.
"You mean black? That's ok! My size can put people off!"
"I didn't mean that I wouldn't, I just meant, err, well I! What do you mean size?" I asked curiously, was he talking about what I think he is?
"You know!" he said "My height and muscular build can put women off sometimes!"
"Oh! I thought you meant your err, you know what they say about black guys!" I said giggling.
"Oh you thought I meant my cock? You have a dirty mind!" he said laughing with me.
After a brief moment of laughing fits I came to my senses and began to feel how drunk I was. "Is it true then? What they say!"
"Why don't you find out for yourself, I'd hate to ruin the surprise!" he said in a serious voice.
"I don't know! Maybe!"
"Do you believe in chance?" he asked.
It was a weird question but I was curious as to where this was going. "You mean fate? Yes! Why?"
"Why don't we leave it to fate then? I'll escort you home and if your son is in bed then maybe you'll find out! If not then you will never know! I won't leave my number, I'll just leave!" he held out his hand. And for some reason I took it and all I could think of was the porn I caught my son watching two week ago.
We collard a taxi and stepped in and I gave the driver my address. "Is he usually in bed at this time?" Marcus asked me.
"Its half past 11, he might be!" I said as I put my head on his solid shoulder "I hope he is now!" I said with a giggle.
Peter
I found a hot video of a milf being fucked hard by a big black guy. It was somehow thrilling to watch when I imagine my own mother in these videos. The house was dark and the only light was in my bedroom from the big TV. I was naked and I was beating away at my smooth shaven small penis. The TV was the only noise apart from the odd groan I made to stop myself from cumming as I had done all night.
I was ready now though; ready to erupt my sperm up onto my belly. I could feel the deep breath you take before the plunge. As I felt it I heard a sound of keys jingling and a locks turning, mum was home. I leapt up and grabbed the remote and turned off the TV. Quickly I put my pyjamas on and jumped into bed almost out of breath. I lay under the covers facing away from the door.
I heard mum come up the stairs quietly and carefully. Obviously she had been drinking so she must have been careful not to make noise if she thought was asleep. I heard her get to the top and saw a silhouette appear at the door as she stuck her head around. I made a heavy breathing sound so I sounded asleep. She always had a habit of checking on me as I was a baby. She disappeared and went back down stairs.
I could hear her whispering and shut the door behind her and then made her way back up the stairs. Perhaps she forgot to close it. A light turned on, lighting up the hall way and I saw her shadow go past, followed by another. Then I heard a deep voice as her bedroom door shut behind the second shadow.
Mum had brought someone home with her. It wasn't very often she did this but usually she had a boyfriend that I'd met before. Obviously I'll meet him tomorrow.
I realised that I needed to pee, so got up and very carefully and quietly made my way to the bathroom next to my room. I made sure not to turn on the light and make use of the moon light through the window.
As I left the bathroom I noticed that the door to my mother's bedroom wasn't fully closed. There was light shining through the gap that I could easily fit my head into. For a moment I was possessed. I kept moving to the light. I was slowly pushing my head through the gap.
Mum was on her knees and was no longer in the sexy blue dress. She was wearing only a black thong that was more string than anything else. The sounds of slurping were coming from her mouth, or rather what was in it. There was a huge muscled black man standing in front of her. All of a sudden my porn films were now a reality. His cock was huge.
It was as thick as a coke can and easily 9 inches or more in length. He was thrusting slightly as my mother sucked on his huge black cock. She was gagging slightly at every thrust. I could see his huge balls swinging forwards and backwards. They could easily be the size of tennis balls.
Marcus
Once again I was thrusting down the mouth of another sexy white woman. They are always curious about black guys. When they see what we are packing its straight down on their knees, it's too easy.
This Lady in particular though was something special. She was smoking hot and up for it. I love older women who have never experienced big black cock. She was handling it well.
She started to go deeper on my huge black cock. Almost being able to call it deep throat. She gagged and coughed on it and pulled up to stroke it while she regained her breath. The next thing I know she is motor boating my huge black balls. They are smothering her face and smudging her lipstick.
I pull her up off her knees and spin her around. I run my hands down her body and press my huge cock into her arse cheeks and slip a hand down her panties. I start rub away at her already wet pussy. She responds with thrusts onto my hand and back onto my big black cock.
My hands run up to her breasts. They are the softest pair of titties I've ever held. I'm kissing her neck and grinding up against her. It's going well, she loves it. At least I thought she was when she let out a scream. "PETER! WHAT THE HELL ARE DOING?" She shouted.
Her son was peering his head around the door, watching as I aroused his mother before his eyes and as she had aroused me. The fact that he was watching made me even more so.
She leaped forward after her son, leaving me standing in her room, naked and fully erect. The lights came on from the hall way. "WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING? EXPLAIN YOURSELF RIGHT NOW! I DON'T WANT MY SON MASTURBATING WHILE WATCHING ME HAVE SEX!" She screamed at him.
I looked into the hall way and she had hold of him by the arm. She was still naked apart from the thong she wore, I wasn't sure if she remembered that.
"Err! I-I-I-err!" he was petrified, poor k**.
I stepped out into the hall way and intervened at my own risk. "Emma! Let the boy go, c'mon, he's just curious that's all! Remember what you told me in the taxi? About when you caught him two weeks ago?" I was stood there naked and my huge cock was dancing in the air in front of me on display for them both.
She let go of him and he just stood there looking terrified to move. "Darling, go wait on the bed, I'll be with you in a moment!" I said to her.
"I can't even look at him right now, god I'm so embarrassed!"
She lefty me and the lad alone on the landing and like a good girl she sat on the bed. "Listen son! Your mother told me what happened the other week! Its ok, it's normal! But you need to apologise to her right now because you're ruining my fun and hers!" I said to him, all the while I was still wielding a rock hard erection.
I took him by the shoulder and led him into the room to where his almost naked mother was sat on the bed with her legs crossed. "I think he has something to
"Mum I'm really sorry! I don't know what came over me! I just couldn't look away!" he pleaded.
"What the hell do I do now Peter?"
"May I make a suggestion?" I interrupted. They were both looking at me expectantly. "Let the lad stay!"
"What?" said Emma.
"He couldn't look away because he liked what he saw! He's no trouble!"
"But I don't want him to get off over me getting fucked!" she insisted.
"He won't be! At least not right now! He's already seen enough to get off on! Look at him; he still has an erection even after you almost throttled him!"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean he can stay and watch, but he can't masturbate at the same time! You said you didn't want him to and he obviously appreciates what you were doing!" I explained to her, again I was still naked and hard as a rock. My own cock dwarfed the lad himself.
"I suppose it might teach you some self-control! Is that what you want?" she asked her son.
For a moment he hesitated before he answered "Yes please!"
"Alright then, but there's going to be some rules!" I said "First you need to be naked since we are as well! Second your hands should betide behind your back, to stop you from breaking the rules! Third, you will do exactly as instructed! Understand?" I asked him.
He nodded "So take off your clothes son!" I said to him. Slowly he lifted the pyjama top over his head. He was a slim lad with very little muscle on him at all. He pulled his trousers down and out sprung an embarrassingly small erect penis. He stepped out the trousers and stood there.
His mother went into the cupboard and pulled out an old shoe box. From that she had some handcuffs and threw them to me. "Turn around and put your hands behind your back!" I commanded.
His hands were bound and he had an erection. "Where do you want him baby?" I asked Emma.
"Put him in the corner so I can't see him!"
He walked to the corner and stood there facing the bed. I climbed onto it and kissed Emma and slowly pushed her to the sheets. I slid my hand down to her pussy which was still wet and began where I left off. After a minute or so I lay on the bed and told her to sit over my face for the 69 position.
Peter
I stood in the corner of the room, embarrassed and aroused. I had a mix of feelings running through me and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. It was a pounding that I could feel through my body down to my embarrassingly small erection, which my mother and her new lover had seen clear as day next to his enormous black cock. I had a thumb for a penis, compared to his.
I watched as my mother, who was facing away from me, suck on his huge cock as she did before I interrupted her. Her lover was flicking his tongue in every direction over her clean shaven pussy. She had no hair at all on her body and had smooth skin that shone in the light of the room. She moaned as he licked her and he gave a slight thrust upwards at her mouth as she was going deeper down his shaft.
Her lover's huge black hands were spreading her arse cheeks wide open so I could see the small brown anus. His tongue flicked up to it briefly before making its way back to her clitoris. He sucked on the lips that surrounded her clitoris and kissed it. She responded with moans and sighs.
My small erection felt as though it was to burst. I could not touch it so I couldn't get the release I so desperately needed. Was it possible to cum without touching? I've never heard of it happening but it certainly felt that way.
A few more minutes went by and mother was pushed off by her lover who lay on the bed facing me. Mum needed no instruction. She climbed on top of him and threw me a look whilst she spun herself around, biting her lip. She sat over him with her back to me. His huge black member was seated between her arse cheeks and showed me how far it would go inside her if she took it all. Surely it would not be possible?
Mum was kissing him with a passion and grinding her arse over his cock. He was thrusting slowly so its huge purple head was rubbing on her pussy and through her cheeks. I could see how wet she really was as the light glistened off her pussy.
She moved up over his body and squatted over his huge black cock. This was the moment she was going to get penetrated by a big black cock and my heart was racing, my small penis twitching and even I started to make a sound that resembled a sigh.
The sound that I could hear was a sort of squelch as the tip of his black cock entered her. She started to make some louder noises "OOOOH!" as she lowered on it. At first she didn't take a lot of it inside her but after a few minutes she was going deeper on his cock and she was starting to make a lot of noise.
She began to shift her body so she had her knees on the bed and she let her lover work his huge black cock into her pussy. I watched as he thrusted upwards with his huge hands on her arse, pulling them open. Squelching noises were filling the room and as I tried to see what my mother's face looked like I saw her lover staring at me over his shoulder, grinning.
"Oh god! Oh yes! Fuck yes! Oh that's so good!" she wailed out as his balls started to slap against her arse. He was deeper inside her now as almost the full length of his cock was being impaled in and out of my mother's pussy.
Again he pushed her off after 5 minutes and flung her across the bed. He had her in a doggy style position and she was now facing me. Her back was arched and she no longer seemed to notice me. He positioned himself behind her with both knees on the bed and both hands around her hips. She squealed as he entered her again and he made eye contact with me again with a grin.
Emma
I could see my son in the corner of my eye. I could see his naked body and his embarrassingly small cock. I'd stopped caring that he was there, almost got used to it. I have to admit that it was pretty hot having him there. I've been watched have sex before and it turned me on then.
I could feel his huge black cock make its way deep inside me to places I never thought I had. He was at least 9 inches long and thick as a coke can. I've never been so stretched open in my life. His big black hands were around my hips and he pulled me onto him as he fucked my soaking wet pussy.
I made eye contact with my son as my mouth was hanging open from the pleasure I was being given by this hung black stranger. He was staring right into my eyes and biting his lip. I realised he actually was enjoying the show. I thought it would teach him a lesson but he loves it. I'm not going to lie, I am too.
I could feel his huge balls pounding against my clitoris. I could feel every inch of his cock. I could feel a sensation pulse through my body starting from my pussy. I could feel my thighs get drenched as he made me cum in front of my son. I gushed all over the bed and his huge cock and the squelching sounds were only enhanced.
He stopped pounding into me and flipped me over onto me back. My head was hanging off the side of the bed and I looked directly up at my son as Marcus pushed his cock back inside me. My legs wrapped around his body and he started to thrust into me hard and fast. Within a minuets I was cumming again as I looked my son his eyes.
Marcus got up to his knees while still inside me and pushed my knees to my shoulders and starts to slowly push in and out of me. He struggles to keep me on the bed as I start to slip back.
"Hey k**! Come here and hold your mother, she slipping off the bed!" commanded Marcus. It didn't at all seem to occur to him that maybe he wouldn't do it but the moment he said it, Peter was there behind me. I put my head on his shoulder and hold a leg back for Marcus. He leaned into me with all his strength so I wouldn't go anywhere.
It reminded me of when he was younger for a split second when he would run over and hug me at random. That was until Marcus began to pound into me as I looked into Peter's eyes. It seemed I that his voyeurism of his mother was not only forgiven but allowed. What would this mean for us?
Marcus
I pounded into her as hard as I could. She moaned and squealed as her son held her from falling of the bed. He was on his knees behind her holding stopping her from falling while his hands were tied behind his back. She held her legs as wide as she could for me giving me easier access to her sweet, tight white milf pussy. I still however have a trick up my sleeve.
I climbed off her and my cock made popping sound as I pulled out. I stood at the side of the bed and spun her around and pulled her closer by her ankles. I squatted down entered her, causing her to shout "OOOHH!" I put my hands under her knees and she wrapped her arms around my neck. She must have known what was coming.
I stood up straight and immediately started to pound up and into her soaking pussy. She was gawping at the air around her, her mouth was wide open and her eyes had rolled back. Again she came and soaked the floor at my feet. Her son was stood next to me looking down at the mess. "Go ahead, take a look!" I told him.
He leaned under and looked at my cock pounding into his mother. He came back up with a smile on his face and I winked at him. After 5 minutes I was starting to feel her slip so I threw her onto the bed. I climbed onto her in the missionary position and continued the onslaught.
"Oh god yes, I want you to cum!" she moaned in my ear.
"Yeah! You want it! How bad?" I replied as I bucked me huge black cock into her.
"I want it so bad, please give it to me! Where do you want to put it?" she asked.
I thought for a second that I usually bust my nut inside white women. It gives me a thrill knowing I'm sending them home to husbands carrying my seed in their womb. "Ask him!" I said nodding to her son.
"Oh god! Sweetie? Where should he cum?" she asked him.
He stood there with a look of surprise that he has been asked this. He hesitated as we locked eyes. "Tell him where, sweetie!" she asked again.
"Inside her please!" he responded as we looked at each other. I've had many thrills pleasing married white soccer moms before but never has the son watched let alone made the decision of where I should blow my seed. It was too much to handle in that moment and I could feel my muscles under my balls tighten as I tried to hold back but it was not possible.
"UUUURRRGH, AAARRGH Oh yeah!" I bellowed as my sperm erupted inside her. 1 spurt, 2 spurt, 3 spurts, 4 spurts, 5 spurts and I was done but still twitching inside her. Her face was that of ecstasy. Her eye had rolled back and her mouth wide open.
"Oh yeah, I can feel it filling me up!" she moaned.
I pulled out, still hard as a rock and lay on the bed. She crawled over and lay next to me with her legs spread open, resting her head on my shoulder as my arm wrapped around her.
Peter
It was the most beautiful thing I'd seen. Mum was lying there naked and spread eagled, leaking her well-endowed black lovers' sperm. She was looking directly at me as I stood there with my small erection. She turns to her lover and say's "Untie him, its only fair he gets to get off!"
"Come here son!" he commanded.
I walked over and turned around as he picked up the keys off the bedside table. He unlocked me and I felt my wrists for a second. "Ok sweetie, you wank now but makes sure you catch it in your pyjamas!" said mum.
I picked up the pyjama top and put it at the other end of the bed. I put three fingers around my small penis and literally two strokes in and I was humping the air uncontrollably and ejaculating as I looked down at mum's pussy while it leaked her black lover's sperm. I didn't produce as much that came out her but it felt so good.
"Come here sweetie!" said mum. I waked over as she got up and leaned over the huge black cock. She leaned to me and kissed my cheek "Go to bed now, we'll talk tomorrow!"
I did as I was told and left the room and went to bed. My mind raced of thoughts of my mother being fucked like one of those milfs I'd seen in the porn films I watch. I replayed the scenes in my head until I was dreaming of the same scenes.
I woke up the next morning and got dressed despite my erection. I went down stairs and there was no one up yet so I started to make breakfast. I cooked bacon and eggs and sat down at the table thinking about the previous night. After I ate I put the dishes in the dishwasher and heard a door upstairs open and footsteps on the stairs.
The huge black man that fucked my mother the previous night entered the kitchen. "Good morning!" he said.
"Good morning! Would you like some breakfast?" I asked.
"Yes please!" he replied.
I started making some more bacon and eggs for him. "I'm sorry I interrupted you both last night!" I said.
"Ah, that's ok! You and your mother both seemed to have enjoyed it in the end!"
"For some reason yes but I think I might still be in trouble when mum comes down the stairs!"
"She was still asleep when I left so, you're ok for now!" he said "I'm Marcus by the way!"
"I'm Peter!" We sat at the table in silence while he ate and after that he left phone number on the table.
"Give that to your mother would you? Thanks!" It was a half hour before mum came down stairs.
"Did you see Marcus?" she asked.
"Yes! I made him breakfast and he left! Are you ok?"
"Yes! You?"
"Yes, I'm ok!"
She stared at me and sat down at the table opposite "Its ok if not! I shouldn't have done that last night!" she said.
"Mum its fine! I've been watching videos of women like you getting fucked by hung black guys! It was a huge turn on to see it for real! It's a cuckold's ultimate fantasy and you made it real!"
"Is that what you want to be? A cuckold?" she asked.
"Yes! I don't have much chance at being an alpha male as you have seen how small my cock is! I felt so comfortable watching you last night!" I said.
"Well I have to admit it was pretty thrilling!" she said with a giggle.
"Yes it was! I'd do it again if you asked me!"
"Well I don't know if I'll see him again!" she said disappointedly.
"He left his number; you deserve the best so you deserve his cock!"
After that morning she called Marcus. They had arranged to meet again at our house but mum was still unsure about me watching. But said I could be in the house and listen outside the door if I wanted too.
After a few weeks of that they got less concerned about me watching. One day Marcus just walked in unannounced and just took my mother on the kitchen table. Since then they haven't cared whether I was there or not. The hottest moment was when we went out shopping together and he nailed her in the cubicle of the changing rooms. I was sat opposite the curtain that blocked the view as people walked past. Later she sucked his cock in the back of the cinema. That became a pretty average day.
Mum was determined to find me a girlfriend who would also enjoy the same activities that she and did. So far we have several replies on a dating website but we will have to see where they lead.
Hortense
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