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 small, two bedroom flat, just the two of us. For the first few weeks, mom had been pretty down, often crying, while I would hold up her to comfort her. Mom to me, was hot. She had a fairly pretty facial expression and light-haired hair, which she kept short circuit. For 44 years of age, she had a slap-up soundbox. Her tits were fairly large though they were sagging a bit with age. Her ass was the main thing you 'd notice about her if you saw her on the street, plump and juicy. Like any other horny pubescent adolescent, I had the hots for her.

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

That Nox, I was watching TV in the support room when mom came out of her bedroom. Damn, she looked good. The black dress was tight about her curvy, mature body and was low cut, showing a lot of her cleavage, and I do n't retrieve she was wearing a bra. I guess the last time mom had worn it she was a bit slight, but it made her see doubtless hot. As she turned around to pick up her speech sound, my cock stiffened in my jeans as I noticed how the attire hugged her plump, juicy ass.

eventide though I was happy for her, that she was finally moving out after the divorcement, I was totally turned on by how hot she looked, and felt a little jealous of the bozo that would be getting a looking at her. As she left, telling me to order a pizza pie if I was hungry, and not to stay up to late ( even though tomorrow was the weekend ), I nodded at her, just wanting her out of the planetary house, so that I could take guardianship of my boner, while hoping she did n't notice the chubby I was sporting !

A few hours later, I was about to fall asleep, when I heard the strawman door open, and the sound of mom 's unfermented laugh. Thinking I would osculate her adept night and ask her how her night had gone before going to log Z's, I made my way to the keep room, when I stopped dead in my tracks. In the dim spark, I could see that mom was not alone. Mom was with a man. A very enceinte nigrify man, and mom was giggling as she embraced him on our couch, before kissing his pitch-black lip with her confection, warm mouth.

I watched, wide, my little pecker hard as a rock, as mom and the pitch-black man she had brought base had made out on the couch, his black mouth on my mom 's pink lips, sucking on her diffuse, pink tongue, tasting the sweetness of mom 's back talk, while his dirty manpower squeezed mom 's large, soft boob and squeezed and played with her plump, juicy white bubble butt ... the black man had then coaxed mom on her genu, as he unzipped his pants, revealing his thick, dark prick. As he coaxed his immense contraband rod into mom 's soft, warm mouth, I had rubbed the bulge in my PJs, listening to the stranger 's groan and mom 's soft slurping noises as she serviced his lousy black cock with her dulcet Patrick White mouth, her voiced pink rim stretched wide by its sheer girth.

I tried not to moan from my own pleasance as I stroked my bulge, as I watched the strange black man snatch mom roughly by her loggerheaded hair, as he began brutally fucking her soft, warm sass, using her for his own pleasure. Just as he moaned and started shooting his midst, wretched spunk into my mom 's mouth, and hearing my fresh mom gag on his thick rod while obediently swallowing his dirty Negro heart, my own pecker erupted and started shooting into my PJs, turning them into a sticky, icky hatful. It was the heavily I had ever cum, and I wished I could let been filling up mom's mouth with my cum, even as I watched some of black man's disgusting, dirty come escaped from the turning point of mom's oral cavity, coating her sweet, pink lips, and I wondered if a osculation from mom would ever be the Saami again.

I had fled, back to my room before they noticed me, even as the two had retreated into mom 's bedroom, his ignominious work force all over mom 's soft, sonsy white physical structure, feeling her every inch. They had shut the door, but from my elbow room, I could see mom 's sweet moans, whine 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 starting signal, unsure of what time it was. From the dim light I guess it was just the hour before first light. 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 sleeping accommodation. Apart from mom sleeping peacefully on her bed, her room was discharge. I guess the black man mom had brought household had taken off. I stood there for a few moments, unsure of what to do. The room smelt of sex and stew. A role of me wanted to desperately crawl into bed with mom, the Saami bed where I had often held her while she had cried after the divorce, taking her well-fucked body in my arms and rubbing my putz against her soft torso. In the end I chickened out, backing out in the residence. Just as I was leaving, I noticed a pair of mom's panties near the threshold. I quickly grabbed them as I made my outflow. In my own room I examined them. Red, lacy, very, very sexy. I brought them to my nose, inhaling deeply mom's mellifluous aroma. I looked around my elbow room, wondering where I could hide them.

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

The adjacent dayspring, we both had woken up belated. Mom didn't mention anything about finale Night, and I also knew advantageously to bring it up. Mom just looked tired and sleepy, no doubt from the inebriant, and her eyes dropped from somnolence as she fixed me breakfast.

I guess after the fuck she got lastly nighttime, it was understandable why mom was moving so slowly and gingerly, her soft white body was probably still sore from last night. I noticed that the sash of her robe was loose ; giving me an eyeful of her soft, gabardine tits that were spilling out of her slight nightdress. She was either too wear, or did not care enough to shut her robe, unmindful of the perfect sentiment I was getting of her sweet, luscious creamy breasts.

I had a brief flash of the bootleg man's unsporting lip sucking on mom 's sweet knocker, slurping and slobbering on her balmy, milky Andrew Dickson White flesh and suckling on her delicious, strawberry pink nipples, much like I used to do years ago, and despite having lost reckoning of the number of clip I had cum last nighttime, listening to my sweet, curvy mom getting fucked all night by a black-market man, my cock throbbed and started getting hard in my PJs yet again, which were still crusty from go night .