This happened 3 years ago, and I have not told this to anyone.

Mom and dad had gotten divorced a few month ago. We had moved to a little, two sleeping accommodation apartment, just the two of us. For the first few workweek, mom had been pretty down, often crying, while I would moderate her to comfort her. Mom to me, was hot. She had a fairly pretty face and blonde hair, which she kept shortstop. For 44 years of age, she had a great body. Her tits were fairly large though they were sagging a bit with age. Her ass was the briny thing you 'd notice about her if you saw her on the street, plump and juicy. Like any other horny pubescent stripling, I had the hots for her.

A couple of months after the divorce, a few of mom 's girlfriends had convinced her to come out with them for deglutition at a club in town. Probably they thought that since she seemed to be down all the time, going out would jolly up her up.

That night, I was watching TV in the living room when mom came out of her sleeping room. darn, she looked good. The black dress was stringent about her curvy, mature physical structure and was low cut, showing a lot of her segmentation, and I do n't call up she was wearing a bra. I guess the last time mom had worn it she was a bit slimmer, but it made her depend doubtlessly hot. As she turned around to pick up her phone, my prick stiffened in my dungaree as I noticed how the dress hugged her plump, juicy ass.

evening though I was well-chosen for her, that she was finally moving out after the divorce, I was totally turned on by how hot she looked, and felt a niggling jealous of the guys that would be getting a look at her. As she left, telling me to fiat a pizza if I was hungry, and not to persist up to late ( even though tomorrow was the weekend ), I nodded at her, just wanting her out of the house, so that I could require tending of my boner, while hoping she did n't notice the chubby I was sporting !

A few minute later, I was about to fall asleep, when I heard the figurehead door undefended, and the phone of mom 's sweet laughter. Thinking I would kiss her good night and ask her how her night had gone before going to sleep, I made my way to the living room, when I stopped absolutely in my runway. In the dim light, I could see that mom was not alone. Mom was with a man. A very large black man, and mom was giggling as she embraced him on our couch, before kissing his smutty lips with her sweet, quick mouth.

I watched, wide-eyed, my trivial pecker hard as a rock, as mom and the black man she had brought family had made out on the couch, his black mouth on my mom 's garden pink lips, sucking on her easy, tap lingua, tasting the pleasantness of mom 's oral fissure, while his dirty manus squeezed mom 's large, soft bosom and squeezed and played with her plump, juicy white house of cards butt ... the dim man had then coaxed mom on her knees, as he unzipped his bloomers, revealing his thick, glum cock. As he coaxed his immense total darkness rod into mom 's cushy, warm oral cavity, I had rubbed the bulge in my PJs, listening to the stranger 's groans and mom 's soft slurping noises as she serviced his dirty smutty shaft with her scented white lip, her soft pink lip stretched wide by its sheer girth.

I tried not to moan from my own pleasure as I stroked my bulge, as I watched the unknown black man snap mom roughly by her thick whisker, as he began brutally fucking her soft, affectionate mouth, using her for his own pleasure. Just as he moaned and started shooting his thick, worthless spunk into my mom 's mouth, and hearing my sweet mom gag on his thick rod while obediently swallowing his dirty disastrous mettle, my own peter erupted and started shooting into my PJs, turning them into a muggy, icky mess. It was the hardest I had ever cum, and I wished I could have been filling up mom's mouth with my cum, even as I watched some of black man's disgusting, dirty seed escaped from the corners of mom's back talk, coating her Sweet, pink lips, and I wondered if a kiss from mom would ever be the Same again.

I had fled, back to my room before they noticed me, even as the two had retreated into mom 's bedroom, his ignominious hands all over mom 's soft, curvy White body, feeling her every in. They had shut the door, but from my room, I could hear mom 's scented moans, whimpers and cries of pleasure, and I had laid in my bed, stroking myself over and over again, listening to my sweet, busty mom get defiled by a black man on her bed.

I had woken up that night with a start, unsure of what sentence it was. From the dim light I guess it was just the hr before break of the day. I realized it had been the sound of a door slamming shut that had woken me up. Carefully, I made my way to mom's bedroom. Apart from mom sleeping peacefully on her bed, her room was discharge. I guess the disgraceful man mom had brought house had taken off. I stood there for a few moments, unsure of what to do. The elbow room smelt of sex and perspiration. A region of me wanted to desperately crawl into bed with mom, the same bed where I had often held her while she had cried after the divorcement, taking her well-fucked body in my limb and rubbing my cock against her delicate soundbox. In the end I chickened out, backing out in the manor hall. Just as I was leaving, I noticed a duet of mom's panties near the doorway. I quickly grabbed them as I made my evasion. In my own way I examined them. Red, lacy, very, very sexy. I brought them to my nose, inhaling deeply mom's cherubic smell. I looked around my way, wondering where I could hide them.

There was no way I was going to return this pair.

The next morning time, we both had woken up belated. Mom didn't cite anything about last night, and I also knew beneficial to bring it up. Mom just looked fatigue and sleepy, no doubt from the alcohol, and her eyes dropped from drowsiness as she fixed me breakfast.

I guess after the screwing she got last night, it was graspable why mom was moving so slowly and gingerly, her indulgent flannel organic structure was probably still sore from last dark. I noticed that the cincture of her gown was loose ; giving me an eyeful of her gentle, ashen pap that were spilling out of her flimsy nightie. She was either too well-worn, or did not care enough to close her robe, unmindful of the perfect sight I was getting of her Sweet, delectable creamy breasts.

I had a brief flash of the bleak man's dirty lips sucking on mom 's sweet titties, slurping and slobbering on her soft, milky white flesh and suckling on her delicious, strawberry pink nipples, a lot like I used to do eld ago, and despite having lost count of the bit of fourth dimension I had cum last night, listening to my Sweet, busty mom getting fucked all night by a pitch blackness man, my rooster throbbed and started getting hard in my PJs yet again, which were still crusty from last Nox .