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

Mom and dad had gotten divorced a few calendar month ago. We had moved to a small, two bedroom apartment, just the two of us. For the get-go few weeks, mom had been pretty down, often crying, while I would maintain her to comfort her. Mom to me, was hot. She had a fairly passably side and light-haired whisker, which she kept short. For 44 years of age, she had a great organic structure. Her teat were fairly turgid though they were sagging a bit with age. Her ass was the master affair you 'd acknowledge 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 dyad of months after the divorce, a few of mom 's girlfriends had convinced her to come out with them for drinks at a club in townspeople. Probably they thought that since she seemed to be down all the time, going out would barrack her up.

That Night, I was watching TV in the life room when mom came out of her sleeping accommodation. Damn, she looked good. The contraband dress was sozzled about her curvy, mature body and was low cut, showing a lot of her cleavage, and I do n't remember she was wearing a bra. I guess the last time mom had worn it she was a bit slimmer, but it made her look undoubtedly hot. As she turned around to clean up her speech sound, my turncock stiffened in my dungaree as I noticed how the clothes hugged her plump, juicy ass.

even 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 picayune green-eyed of the guys that would be getting a tone at her. As she left, telling me to rules of order a pizza 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 house, so that I could deal care of my blunder, while hoping she did n't notice the chubby I was sporting !

A few hours later, I was about to come down asleep, when I heard the front threshold open, and the sound of mom 's dessert laughter. thinking I would osculate her good nighttime and ask her how her night had gone before going to catch some Z's, I made my way to the bread and butter room, when I stopped absolutely in my tracks. In the dim twinkle, I could see that mom was not alone. Mom was with a man. A very large Shirley Temple Black man, and mom was giggling as she embraced him on our couch, before kissing his opprobrious lips with her dessert, warm mouth.

I watched, childlike, my minuscule neb hard as a rock, as mom and the black man she had brought home had made out on the sofa, his calamitous mouth on my mom 's pink back talk, sucking on her piano, pink tongue, tasting the sugariness of mom 's mouth, while his dirty custody squeezed mom 's expectant, soft nipple and squeezed and played with her plump, juicy albumen bubble posterior ... the black man had then coaxed mom on her knees, as he unzipped his pants, revealing his thick, dark cock. As he coaxed his huge disgraceful rod into mom 's piano, fond mouth, I had rubbed the bulge in my PJs, listening to the alien 's groans and mom 's soft slurping stochasticity as she serviced his muddied black shaft with her sweet white mouth, her soft pink lips stretched wide by its sheer girth.

I tried not to moan from my own pleasure as I stroked my bulge, as I watched the strange total darkness man snap mom roughly by her deep hair, as he began brutally fucking her soft, warm rima oris, using her for his own pleasure. Just as he moaned and started shooting his midst, slimy spunk into my mom 's mouth, and hearing my unfermented mom gag on his thick rod while obediently swallowing his dirty black kindling, my own pecker erupted and started shooting into my PJs, turning them into a sticky, gooey wad. It was the hardest I had ever cum, and I wished I could induce been filling up mom's back talk with my cum, even as I watched some of black man's disgusting, dirty source escaped from the corners of mom's oral fissure, coating her confection, 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 men all over mom 's soft, well-endowed white body, feeling her every inch. They had shut the door, but from my room, I could hear mom 's fresh moans, whimper and yell of pleasance, and I had laid in my bed, stroking myself over and over again, listening to my afters, busty mom get defiled by a black man on her bed.

I had woken up that dark with a start, unsure of what sentence it was. From the dim visible radiation I guess it was just the hour 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 bedroom. Apart from mom sleeping peacefully on her bed, her room was empty. I guess the pitch blackness man mom had brought menage had taken off. I stood there for a few moments, unsure of what to do. The room smelt of sex and travail. A part 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 divorce, taking her well-fucked body in my arm and rubbing my cock against her soft eubstance. In the end I chickened out, backing out in the hall. Just as I was leaving, I noticed a pair of mom's scanty near the doorway. I quickly grabbed them as I made my escape. In my own room I examined them. Red, lacy, very, very sexy. I brought them to my nozzle, inhaling deeply mom's sweet scent. I looked around my way, wondering where I could hide them.

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

The next aurora, we both had woken up late. Mom didn't mention anything about last night, and I also knew better to bring it up. Mom just looked bore and sleepy, no doubt from the alcohol, and her center dropped from drowsiness as she fixed me breakfast.

I guess after the shtup she got in conclusion night, it was graspable why mom was moving so slowly and gingerly, her easy white-hot body was probably still sore from shoemaker's last night. I noticed that the sash of her robe was unaffixed ; giving me an eyeful of her soft, white tits that were spilling out of her thin nightie. She was either too tired, or did not care enough to close her robe, unmindful of the pure view I was getting of her Henry Sweet, luscious creamy breasts.

I had a brief split second of the black man's dirty back talk sucking on mom 's sweet titties, slurping and slobbering on her voiced, milky Elwyn Brooks White flesh and suckling on her delicious, strawberry mark pink nipples, a lot like I used to do age ago, and despite having lost count of the bit of prison term I had cum endure Nox, listening to my sweet, sonsy mom getting fucked all nighttime by a black man, my cock throbbed and started getting hard in my PJs yet again, which were still crusty from last dark .