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The national Boy Scouts organization has numerous, excellent programs to help young men develop leadership skills. Our church was looking into establishing a troop for our boys, to help keep them from being tempted by gangs. The problem was we are located in a smaller, largely-minority, lower-income neighborhood in the South End district of Albany, New York.

Our church is composed of approximately half white families with the rest being black and other minorities. Most of our members can barely afford their day-to-day living expenses. The cost of membership, uniforms and other materials is out of reach for most of them. So, we decided to establish an unofficial troop, and obtained copies of the various scouting manuals, so we could at least teach the boys the correct principles.

Many of the parents are working two jobs and it was hard to find people to take on the responsibilities of leading the various age groups. Luckily, one of the black members, named Booker, who has a good job in the high-tech industry, volunteered to lead the group of his son, Randall, and other sixteen and seventeen year olds. My son, Jeff, was also sixteen years old, and I was happy that we found a good leader.

My name is Denise and my husband, Ed, and I were thirty-eight years old at the time of this story. Ed also had a good job in the high-tech industry, but unlike Booker, he travels every week and some weekends, and couldn’t help with the group. We were still living in our first home, even though with Ed’s recent promotion, we could have easily afforded to move to a nicer neighborhood. We stayed there because we have so many good friends in the neighborhood and the church and so Jeff would be able to graduate high school with his friends.

There were six boys in Booker’s group, and we tried for two weeks to find an assistant troop leader. When none of the other fathers were available to help, I knew that I needed to volunteer. One evening after work, when Jeff was in his room studying, I sat down with Ed and said, “You know, we haven’t been able to find another father to help Booker with our boys. I feel like I should at least offer to help, and you need to agree before I do. There will be a lot of times when I’m alone with Booker and the boys on campouts and other activities. So how would you feel about that? We might even have to share a tent.”

Ed put down his paper and said, “Booker is one of my best friends and the boys will always be around. I know that he's a handsome and fit black man, but I worry more about you being flirty with Booker than anything else. It’s okay with me if you participate. And who knows, it might even give us fodder for some good fantasies.”

Now is a good time to tell you about myself. I’m five feet and four inches tall and weigh one hundred and twenty pounds, with shoulder-length, dishwater-blonde hair and deep blue eyes. My body is pretty nice with firm and full D-cup breasts, a well-shaped ass, and my thick labia show a big camel-toe in tight pants. I don’t consider myself to be beautiful, but Ed always says that I’m very cute, sexy looking, and hot.

He likes my quick wit and perky personality and says that the total package is irresistible to men. He also likes the way men stare at me when I dress provocatively and tease them. You can see why he mentioned me being flirty.

We have always had a good sex life, even though Ed has a smaller than average four-inch dick. In the past several years we even started fantasizing about other men with big cocks, including Booker, fucking me. Ed has always enjoyed sucking my pussy, both before and after we fuck. So those fantasies made him my little imaginative cuckold.

There were twenty boys in our troop, ranging in age from eleven to seventeen years old. We meet all together at the church for part of the meetings, but then break into separate age groups of eleven to thirteen, fourteen to fifteen, and sixteen to seventeen years old. We felt that campouts and other activities would be easier to manage in the three separate age groups.

We started our meetings at the beginning of the summer. I get a kick out of the way Booker, the other fathers, and the boys in our group stare at me when they think I'm not looking. Randall, who is Booker's son and obviously black, Jeff, and one of the other white boys had just turned sixteen. Three of them, including a Latino boy, named Hector, were seventeen years old. I usually wore tight t-shirts or blouses, and my spandex stretch pants showed off my shapely ass and thick vulva.

By the middle of the summer we had saved up to purchase a lot of our camping equipment, including three tents, for our group. The plan was for three of the boys to share each of two tents. Booker and I would share the other one. I was really looking forward to our first trip, partly because of the way Booker impressed me. I had never been around him too much before the scouting program.

After the first few weeks I came to appreciate his witty, out-going personality. He is also handsome and very fit as Ed said. He is six feet and two inches tall and about one hundred and ninety pounds, and looks very muscular and masculine compared to Ed, who is only five feet and nine inches tall and one hundred and fifty pounds.

Our first camping trip was to the Catskill Mountains. We left in Booker’s full-sized van early on Friday, so we arrived at our camp site by 4:00 pm. That gave us plenty of time to set up the tents for the first time and organize our cooking equipment before taking a hike to a nearby lake. We set the tents up in the trees about twenty feet apart and in a big circle facing the fire ring. The weather is just beautiful that time of year and we got back to the camp as it was just getting dark.

The boys gathered firewood and we taught them how to safely build a camp and cooking fire. It was fun watching Booker and the sweaty, muscular teen boys as they moved about the camp in their t-shirts and athletic shorts. Since we're not an affiliated scout troop, we didn’t have the expense of uniforms for the boys. Even though my son, Jeff, is part of the group, I still enjoyed watching the bulges in their shorts. Sometimes I even caught glimpses of their cocks and balls hanging down when we were sitting around the fire. It was very arousing for me being around all of that testosterone. I realized that just looking at them was making me wet. I was wearing a tight t-shirt with no bra and my usual stretch shorts and knew that Booker and the boys enjoyed looking at me as well.

After eating supper and cleaning up, we all sat around the fire in the moonlight, made some s’mores, and talked until about 9:00 pm. That's when we decided to get to bed and rest up for our activities on Saturday. It felt a little strange for me to be alone in a tent with a man other than my husband. I noticed that Booker also seemed to be a little nervous and anxious around me. I'm quite impressed with his body and had even seen a rather large lump swinging against the crotch of his shorts.

At that point I don’t think that I had any intentions of being sexual with him. But being the extrovert that I am, I said, “Booker, you’ve been a friend of Ed’s for a long time. I didn’t know you that well before and it’s been fun for me getting to know you in our meetings with the boys at the church over the past few weeks. I hope you feel the same way. But you seem to be anxious around me. I'm wondering if there's something I did to cause it?”

I was sitting on my sleeping bag and Booker was arranging his. He stopped what he was doing and looked at me saying, “For heaven’s sake no, Denise. You haven’t done anything wrong. It’s just that it feels a little weird being alone with my best friend’s wife in a situation like this. And if I can be honest, you look so hot in your t-shirt and shorts, that I’m not too sure that I trust myself around you.”

It was refreshing for a man to be honest about his feelings. It was making me wet having him compliment me and reveal his desire for me like that. I probably could have ended the conversation by thanking him and saying no more. Instead, I continued being my flirty self and said, “Well thank you very much, Booker. You’re pretty hot yourself. I’ve been watching you and the boys around camp. I can see that you're fit and muscular, just like Ed said you are. And I also noticed a rather sizeable lump swinging in your shorts. I didn’t have anything to do with making it big like that did I?”

Booker at first looked a little embarrassed due to my talking about his cock like that. Then he gathered his thoughts and smiling said, “If we’re going to be so candid, then hell yes, you did help my cock harden like that. I’ve been watching your big tits jiggling and your camel toe all day. After all, I’m only human. And in case you couldn’t tell, the boys were admiring your beautiful body too. Damn, Denise, you really are unbelievably sexy. Ed is a very lucky man.”

I had fucked many different men before Ed and I were married, but I have never cheated on him since. My mind was racing as I looked at that handsome and well-built black man. I was actually considering fucking him. I was starting to rationalize that Ed’s approval of me becoming the assistant leader, knowing what a stud Booker is and how flirty I can be, was somehow his consent for me to have sex with him. After all, what did he think would happen if I was alone in a tent with a good looking and masculine man like Booker, especially with all the fantasizing we did about other men fucking me, including Booker?

It seemed to me that Booker would not make the first move, due to his friendship and loyalty to Ed, so I said, “Maybe you’ll be a lucky man tonight too, Booker. Why don’t you show me what you have hiding under those shorts?”

He got a mischievous look on his face and turned to zip up the open tent flap and then turned off the battery-powered lantern. There was still some ambient light coming into the tent from the moon and campfire. I saw him sit back down on his sleeping bag and lean back on his elbows with his legs spread in front of him.

Then he said, “If you're serious about this, Denise, then you have to pull it out yourself. If I’m going to fuck around behind my friend’s back, then you have to make the first contact.”

I thought about the ramifications of what I was about to do for a few moments, and then got on my knees between his legs. I pulled off my t-shirt so he could see my big tits jiggling and swaying in the flesh in front of him. Then I leaned down to grip the waist band of his shorts. He lifted his ass up as I slowly pulled his shorts down. I was soon staring at his half-hard, uncut, black cock, which had to be at least nine inches long and very thick.

Booker’s balls are egg-sized, hairy and black and hung down on the sleeping bag. His musky aroma was manly and attractive to me. I impulsively started leaning down to take his thick cock into my mouth. He looked at me and said, “Oh fuck, baby, you’re going to suck me! I hope you know what you’re doing. If you start this I’m not going to be able to control myself, and will fuck the shit out of your teasing, little, white pussy. Tell me, Denise; are you on any kind of birth control? I didn’t anticipate having sex with you and didn’t bring any condoms with me.”

I wasn’t planning to have sex either, and I wasn’t on birth control then. Ed had a vasectomy about five years ago, and we have been enjoying fucking with no protection. My last period began two weeks prior, so I thought I was just barely in a safe part of my cycle. I really didn’t think I was fertile. The risk factor made it even more exciting for me anyway. So, I decided to go ahead with sucking him.

I said, “No, Booker, I’m not on any birth control, and I didn’t bring any protection. But if we do fuck, I want to feel your bare cock in my pussy anyway. Ed’s dick is small and cut. I want to feel your foreskin in my pussy and then your cum shooting inside of me.”

His cock head is big and was partially covered with his oozing foreskin. I had to open wide to take it into my mouth. He was moaning as if he had never had a blowjob as I started sucking and moving farther down on his black meat, which was then hard and over ten inches long. As I continued sucking him he held my head in place and started to slowly thrust his hips into my mouth.

He said, “Fuck that feels wonderful, Denise. Keep sucking me while you twist around on top of me so I can taste your pussy. My wife never sucks my cock for me, and I’d like to return the favor to you.”

I kept sucking as I moved around on top of him, and he pulled down my tight, stretchy shorts. Then I felt his big, black lips suck on my labia and clit, and I was writhing in lust over him. It only took a few more minutes until I felt the first spasms of his big cock. He squirted stream after stream of his thick cum into my mouth. I continued swallowing and nursing his softening cock to get all the oozing cum, as he sucked and licked my vulva with his mouth and tongue, until I had a small but pleasant orgasm.

Booker then grabbed my waist and twisted me back around on top of him. He held me and kissed me passionately. Then he said, “Sorry that I came so fast this first time. I’ve been working up to this all day, watching you prancing around. Just give me twenty minutes or so and I’ll be ready to go again.”

He then pulled me farther up on him and hungrily sucked my breasts. I felt his half-hard cock bumping up against my inner thigh. Then I whispered, “Oh fuck, Booker, I’ve never seen or touched a cock as long and thick as yours. Your cock makes Ed’s dick look even smaller than it is. You’re over twice as long and twice as thick. Your rubbery foreskin makes it seem even bigger. And shit, what a huge load of cum you fed me!”

After another ten minutes I felt his fully-hard cock pressing against my thigh. He pulled me down on top of him until I felt his cock head pressing against my vulva. I then squirmed and continued to scoot down until the head of his massive, black cock was inside me, stretching my vulva and vagina like never before. It was a little painful at first. Then the pain turned to pleasure as I continued to push down on him. Booker really liked shoving his bare cock into my unprotected pussy and he must have figured it was my problem if I got pregnant by him.

He leaned in to kiss me again as he began thrusting his massive cock in my tight cunt. He was gently pressing harder and harder on my cervix. Finally, my uterus shifted and he was buried in me all the way. He was breathing hard and gasping as he said, “I have to take back what I said about you having a little pussy. Damn, Denise, my cock is buried all the way into your sweet, white cunt. Even my wife has never been able to take all of me.”

Booker then rolled over on me with his cock still in my pussy and he was aggressively fucking me. We tried to be quiet, so the boys wouldn’t know what was happening. However, I’m sure that our gasps, moaning, and heavy breathing were louder than we wanted them to be. He fucked me that way for another twenty minutes, since that was his second ejaculation of the evening. He finally pressed his cock head against my cervix and filled me with a big load of his cum. I feltl his cock throbbing and pulsing in my pussy and the semen and sperm spraying against my womb. I thought I heard some rustling in the bushes outside just as we were having our orgasms, but then assumed that it was just the wind.

After we came down from our orgasms we unzipped our sleeping bags and put them together. And after I sucked his cock clean of our juices, we snuggled and slept together for the rest of the night. It was so wonderful being held by that strong man and feeling his big, soft cock pressed against my thigh for the night.

Booker woke up early when it was still dark and before the boys got up. He fucked me again. Then we separated our sleeping bags so the boys wouldn’t know that we slept together, and we got up to get the fire started and to get breakfast ready for the boys.

Saturday was filled with numerous learning activities for the boys. After lunch we gave them an hour of free time to explore the area and do whatever they wanted to. Booker and I were careful not to seem too familiar with one another. I thought we did a pretty good job of hiding our emotions. I was so happy that we had sex the night before and in the morning. I could hardly wait for bedtime that night to fuck him again and again.

Randall, Jeff, and Hector slept in one tent together and seemed to have formed a bond. It was interesting that Jeff ended up tenting with the only two boys of color, while I was in another tent fucking the black leader. I noticed that they walked down towards the lake while the other three boys went off in the other direction into the woods. I decided to follow my son and his friends. It was only a five minute walk to the lake. I found them sitting on a log just inside a clearing by the water. There were some thick bushes behind them.

I heard them talking as I approached the bushes and decided to sneak up behind them and listen. Just as I got into position Randall was saying, “I’m not shitting you, Jeff. When I went out to take a piss last night, I walked behind Dad’s tent on the way to the latrine. I heard some moaning and heavy breathing and moved quietly up to the back window. It was a little dark in there, but I saw that your mom was under my dad and he was fucking the shit out of her. I could barely make out his big cock fucking into and out of her white cunt. She had it coming after parading around here in her tight t-shirt with those big tits swinging in front of her and seeing the way those tight short showed off her fat pussy lips. I know that your family is close friends with our family and that she's your mother, but man, what a fucking slut! I sure would like some of that white pussy too.”

Jeff sat there speechless for a few moments. Then he said, “Fuck you, Randall. There’s no fucking way that Mom was fucking Booker. I have to admit that her tight outfits get me hard as hell and I’d love to fuck her too. But I can’t believe that Mom would ever cheat on Dad like that. But I have to ask, how big did Booker's cock look anyway?”

Randall laughed and said, “See, I can tell that you think there is at least a possibility that he fucked her. You’re a little gay for asking. If you want to know how big his cock is, you can just look at mine. From what I saw, I think we’re about the same size.”

I could just barely see through the leaves as Randall pulled down his shorts. I almost gasped out loud when I saw that his cock is every bit as big as Booker’s. It even looked bigger on him since he's less than six feet tall and weighed one hundred and sixty pounds.

Jeff just sat there with his mouth hanging open as Randall said, “There you go, white boy. If that slut gene runs in your family, you might even want to suck it for me. I’ve just got to find a way to either fuck Denise, or at least have your white mouth on my cock.”

Then Hector spoke up and said, “Hey, don’t forget about me when you start passing that white cunt around. I’ve got a big cock too, and have always wanted some blonde pussy. And, Jeff, sorry, bud, but your mom really turns me on and I’d fuck her given the chance.”

Jeff spoke up and said, "You guys are pretty fucked up to be talking about Mom that way. And why do you have to make it a racial thing? What makes you think that she would be attracted to blacks and Puerto Ricans anyway?"

I quietly backed away from the bushes and headed back to camp. I wanted to get back before the boys and let Booker know that Randall saw us fucking and that he told Jeff and Hector about it. I found him in the tent napping and woke him up and told him everything the boys said.

Then I asked, “What are we going to do now? Those kids will certainly tell the other boys too. Then they’ll see me as some sort of whore. What should we do to keep them quiet?”

Booker quickly sat up and thought for a few minutes before smiling and saying, “What we do depends on how far you're willing to go. Right now, the boys have this big story to tell, and wonder what it would be like to fuck you. How would you feel about fucking them? The way you liked my cock makes me think that you would like to fuck them too. And from what you told me, those boys said they’d like to fuck you. I’m pretty sure that Randall and Hector have nice big cocks for you. Jeff and the other white boys might feel good to you as well. What do you say, Denise? You’re the hottest piece of ass I’ve ever had. So you might as well spread the joy to the boys and make them a part of it.”

I thought about his comments for a few minutes as Booker pulled up his shorts leg to show me his hardening cock and then reached over and rubbed my tits and pussy. We both knew that I wanted to fuck all the boys. But I was still worried about what they, and especially Jeff, would think of me afterwards, and how Jeff would feel about it. He seemed offended at the way they were talking about me.

So, I answered, “I just don’t know how we can approach this with the boys. What if they reject me completely and it ruins our relationships?”

Booker continued rubbing me and said, “We can approach this in a way that it's their idea and not yours. I know that Jeff was offended by what Randall and Hector were saying. This won't work if any of the boys object. Maybe he'll come to you about it and you can make him feel better. Once he sees the other boys fucking you, I’m sure that he’ll get into the spirit of it, in one way or the other.”

I leaned over and sucked Booker’s half-hard cock for a few minutes before we had to separate and wait outside for the boys to return. Randall and his group came back to camp first, and Jeff motioned for me to follow him so we could talk privately.

When we were safely out of earshot, he said, “Mom, there’s something that I have to ask you, and I’m not sure how to start. Randall told Hector and me something that is quite disturbing in several ways.”

It was clear what he wanted to ask me, so I encouraged him saying, “Jeff, you know that you can talk to me about anything. I promise that I won’t get mad at you for something you heard someone else say. Just tell me sweetie.”

Jeff took a deep breath and said, “Okay here goes, Mom. Randall said that when he got up to take a piss last night, he passed behind your tent and heard some strange sounds. When he looked in he thought he saw you fucking Booker. Tell me the truth. Were you fucking him?”

I thought for a few moments, and then hugged him as a said, “Jeff, I’m so sorry that you found out, especially that way. I didn’t mean for it to happen. We were teasing each other and I made a comment about his big cock and he offered to show it to me. When I pulled his pants down I could hardly believe how long and thick it is. I instinctively leaned down to suck him. From there things got heated, and we did end up fucking. Talk to me, Jeff; tell me want you’re thinking right now.”

He was sobbing and held me tight as he responded, “Please don’t be angry with me, Mom.  Part of me was hoping that it wasn’t true, but I was also turned on by it.  I think you’re so hot, and all the guys talk about wanting to fuck you.  I’m sorry, but the idea of Booker fucking you with his big cock is very appealing to me.  But I am also worried that he might have gotten you pregnant.  Did you or he use any protection?”  

Jeff paused for a moment to calm himself and continued, “To make matters worse, Randall pulled down his shorts and showed me his cock, which is huge. He said that he thought it was about the same size as his Booker’s cock. He said that I could suck it if I wanted to, if being a slut like you is a family trait. I’m still not sure how I feel about that, but I can’t seem to get his thick, black cock, or the idea of Booker fucking you out of my mind. What can we to do now that Randall and Hector know about it?”

I was so happy that he wasn’t upset about me fucking Booker. I thought that this was my chance to get him to admit that he wanted to fuck me too. So I asked, “When you said that all the guys wanted to fuck me, does that include you? It’s okay to tell me, Jeff. I don’t know what’s come over me since seeing and then fucking Booker’s big cock. I almost feel like I want to fuck all of you boys too. Tell me Jeff, would you fuck me given the chance? And as far as protection is concerned, we didn’t have any.  But I think I’m safe right now.”

Jeff pushed back to look me in the eyes and he had the biggest grin on his face. He finally summoned the nerve to say, “Oh hell yes, Mom. I’d give anything to fuck you. I want to be there when the other boys do to. I can only imagine what it was like when Booker shot his load into you. I know that I don’t like boys or anything, but as much as I like pussy, I am also intrigued with the other boy’s cocks. I am a little conflicted about doing this behind Dad’s back, but tell me how you can make this happen?”

I leaned in and kissed Jeff full on the lips and even pushed my tongue into his mouth. Jeff’s comment about being interested in the other boy’s cocks was also interesting. Given Ed's strong desires to suck his own cum out of my pussy, I was wondering if Jeff might also like to suck me, even with the other boy’s cum in me. It even occurred to me that he might like to suck their cocks. I planned on encouraging him if he had those desires.

Then I said, “If you want this to happen, honey, then I do to. And I will also enjoy seeing and feeling those other boy’s cocks. I’ll talk to Booker about it this afternoon and see if we can think of a good way to approach it before bed time.”

It was hard for me to go through the motions of our various activities for the rest of the afternoon. It was fun seeing the amount of attention that all the boys were giving me. Randall and Hector had obviously told the other boys about Booker fucking me the previous night. Booker and I found a few private moments to discuss how we could get things started with the boys. We decided to discuss it with them after an early supper.

We had beans, burgers and hotdogs for supper. Afterwards we cleaned up the dishes, pots and pans, and were sitting around the fire telling stories. That’s when Booker spoke up saying, “Okay, boys, listen up. By now most of you have probably heard the rumors about something that happened with Denise and me last night. First off, it’s not a rumor, and secondly, we didn’t plan for it to happen. But it did happen. We can’t have you guys going back home and telling anyone else about it."

"So we’ve decided to let’s say, share the experience with you in our tent tonight. That's only under the condition that you swear to keep this a secret within our group. Jeff is Denise's son and wants be there with us the whole time. Each of you will come in to take a turns. I’m assuming that none of you have had sex with a woman before. We can just call this our secret sex education merit badge. It has to be all or nothing boys. Does everyone agree?”

Each boy in the circle promised out loud to keep our secret. Then Booker and I went to our tent, taking Jeff with us. We opened our sleeping bags to make a large cushioned bed area, and Booker and I started undressing. Jeff’s eyes got big and he had a grin on his face when he saw my big tits and the neatly trimmed hair on my vulva, before turning his focus to Booker’s huge cock.

He wasn’t getting undressed and I asked him, “What’s the matter, Jeff? Why aren’t you getting undressed?”

He looked very nervous and said, “If it’s okay, I’d like to just watch for now. Go ahead and call Randall in first for his turn since he’s the one who got all of this started.”

Booker called Randall into the tent, and he didn’t hesitate to pull off his t-shirt and shorts. I saw why Jeff was so disturbed seeing Randall’s cock. It's a little longer and thicker than his Booker’s. I lay back on the sleeping bags and Jeff sat next to me, watching as Randall lay on his side next to me. He moved in and kissed me in a surprisingly passionate way, and then leaned down to suck on my big breasts. His cock was hardening and pressing against my thigh as he continued to suck my tits. Jeff was staring at his huge cock.

Randall then moved over me, and I felt his young, hard, black cock squeezing into my vulva. He was so pleased with himself as he continued to press his huge cock into me. He started kissing me again as he bottomed out. He started thrusting into me, and I was having almost continuous orgasms feeling him in me and also from the thought that I was likely that horny boy’s first piece of pussy. He fucked me that way for about five minutes. Then held his cock head against my womb and filled me with his hug load of cum.

He pulled out and lay back on his side next to me, as Jeff continued to stare at his cock. Randall noticed the staring and said, “Damn, Jeff, why don’t you just take a picture? If you like to look at me that much, come on over and suck it clean for me. It’s just my cum and your Mom's juices. What do you say? I’m sure you’ll like it, just thinking back on how you looked at me earlier today and now. Come on, man, suck it clean for me.”

It was amazing to see Jeff slowly get up and kneel next to Randall. He leaned down and took that slimy cock head and foreskin into his mouth and started sucking him. We all looked on as Jeff continued sucking that then-hardening cock, until Randall said, “Whoa there, cock sucker. I’m getting a little sensitive now and I want to save myself for fucking your mom again later tonight. So why don’t you get down between her legs and clean her up for Hector. I know that he won’t want to stick his cock into my slime in her cunt. And what the hell, you might as well suck her clean after each of us fucks her.”

The reality of having Jeff between my legs cleaning my cum-filled pussy with his mouth, just like Ed does, was mind-blowing to me. Booker was laughing as Jeff continued to hungrily suck my pussy, and he said, “Damn, Denise, it looks Jeff really does like to eat fuck slop. It will be nice to have him around to suck my cock when you’re not available to fuck me. You horny white folks really like our black and brown cocks and cum.”

Randall left our tent and Hector quickly showed up. He stripped and I saw that he has a huge, brown cock with very large balls. He wasted no time getting between my legs and fucking me. He fucked me for about ten minutes before giving me my second interracial cum load of the day. While that was happening, Jeff was over between Booker’s legs sucking his cock to make him hard for me. As soon as Hector had his orgasm, Jeff cleaned his cock and my pussy, before Booker took his turn in my cunt.

The evening continued with the other three white boys coming in for their turns in my pussy. The white boys have decent sized cocks, but nothing like Booker’s, Randall’s and Hector’s. Jeff had fun sucking all of them, as well as sucking my pussy after each fuck. Everyone was planning on another round of fucking.

Before that got started Jeff said, “I need my turn now if it’s okay, Mom. It’s been so amazing watching the others fucking you, but I need to feel my cock in your pussy now.”

Jeff pulled down his pants and I was pleasantly surprised at his thick, eight-inch cock. And even though I had just been fucked by six others, it still felt so special when Jeff slowly buried his cock in my pussy. He only lasted for a few minutes since he was so worked up sucking those other cocks and my pussy. He soon flooded my cunt with his own loadTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.