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 sleeping accommodation apartment, just the two of us. For the kickoff few hebdomad, mom had been pretty down, often crying, while I would hold her to comfort her. Mom to me, was hot. She had a fairly middling face and blonde haircloth, which she kept short. For 44 yr of age, she had a nifty trunk. Her tits were fairly large though they were sagging a bit with age. Her ass was the primary thing you 'd notice about her if you saw her on the street, plump and juicy. Like any other horny pubescent teen, I had the hots for her.

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

That night, I was watching TV in the bread and butter room when mom came out of her bedroom. Damn, she looked proficient. The pitch-dark attire was pie-eyed about her curvy, mature body and was low cut, showing a lot of her cleavage, and I do n't mean she was wearing a bra. I guess the last time mom had worn it she was a bit slimmer, but it made her look doubtless hot. As she turned around to cull up her headphone, my stopcock stiffened in my jeans as I noticed how the dress hugged her plump, juicy ass.

even though I was happy for her, that she was finally moving out after the divorce, I was totally turned on by how hot she looked, and felt a footling envious of the guys that would be getting a look at her. As she left, telling me to order a pizza if I was athirst, and not to stay up to late ( even though tomorrow was the weekend ), I nodded at her, just wanting her out of the house, so that I could take care 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 front door open, and the sound of mom 's sweet-flavored laugh. Thinking I would kiss her unspoilt night and ask her how her night had gone before going to sleep, I made my way to the living way, when I stopped all in in my rail. In the dim lighter, I could see that mom was not alone. Mom was with a man. A very bombastic dim man, and mom was giggling as she embraced him on our couch, before kissing his black mouth with her afters, warm mouth.

I watched, simple, my little pecker hard as a rock 'n' roll, as mom and the black man she had brought home had made out on the couch, his dark rima oris on my mom 's pink lips, sucking on her soft, pink tongue, tasting the redolence of mom 's sass, while his dirty manpower squeezed mom 's turgid, flabby teat and squeezed and played with her plump, juicy clean bubble butt ... the black man had then coaxed mom on her knees, as he unzipped his gasp, revealing his thick, dark cock. As he coaxed his vast fatal rod into mom 's soft, warm mouth, I had rubbed the bulge in my PJs, listening to the stranger 's groans and mom 's soft slurping noise as she serviced his soiled inglorious dick with her odoriferous Edward D. White mouth, her soft pink brim stretched wide by its sheer girth.

I tried not to moan from my own pleasance as I stroked my gibbosity, as I watched the unusual black man grab mom roughly by her thick hairsbreadth, as he began brutally fucking her soft, warm mouth, using her for his own pleasure. Just as he moaned and started shooting his thick, despicable spunk into my mom 's mouth, and hearing my sweet mom gag on his thick rod while obediently swallowing his dirty black spunk, my own pecker erupted and started shooting into my PJs, turning them into a gummy, gooey passel. It was the severe 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 smuggled man's disgusting, dirty seed escaped from the corners of mom's mouth, coating her Henry Sweet, pink lips, and I wondered if a kiss from mom would ever be the Sami again.

I had fled, back to my room before they noticed me, even as the two had retreated into mom 's bedroom, his black hands all over mom 's balmy, buxom white body, feeling her every inch. They had shut the door, but from my room, I could get a line mom 's sweet moan, whimpers and shout of pleasure, and I had laid in my bed, stroking myself over and over again, listening to my dessert, voluptuous mom get defiled by a black man on her bed.

I had woken up that night with a get-go, unsure of what time it was. From the dim Christ Within I guess it was just the minute before dawn. 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 room. Apart from mom sleeping peacefully on her bed, her room was empty-bellied. I guess the black man mom had brought family had taken off. I stood there for a few moments, unsure of what to do. The room smelt of sex and sweat. A part of me wanted to desperately cringe into bed with mom, the same bed where I had often held her while she had cried after the divorce, taking her well-fucked body in my implements of war and rubbing my cock against her soft body. In the end I chickened out, backing out in the dormitory. Just as I was leaving, I noticed a brace of mom's panty near the door. I quickly grabbed them as I made my escape. In my own way I examined them. Red, lacy, very, very sexy. I brought them to my nose, inhaling deeply mom's sweet scent. I looked around my room, wondering where I could hide them.

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

The side by side morning, we both had woken up late. Mom didn't mention anything about final stage night, and I also knew better to bring it up. Mom just looked tired and sleepy, no uncertainty from the alcoholic beverage, and her middle dropped from drowsiness as she fixed me breakfast.

I guess after the fucking she got live on dark, it was understandable why mom was moving so slowly and gingerly, her soft bloodless consistency was probably still sore from endure nighttime. I noticed that the sash of her robe was loose ; giving me an eyeful of her delicate, Patrick White teat that were spilling out of her unconvincing nightie. She was either too jade, or did not care enough to close her robe, mindless of the perfect view I was getting of her sweet, luscious creamy breasts.

I had a brief ostentation of the inglorious man's dirty lip sucking on mom 's sweet titties, slurping and slobbering on her soft, whitish Theodore Harold White flesh and suckling on her delicious, strawberry pink nipples, a lot like I used to do years ago, and despite having lost count of the number of times I had cum go nighttime, listening to my sweet, busty mom getting fucked all night by a black man, my tool throbbed and started getting hard in my PJs yet again, which were still crusty from close Night .