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 first-class honours degree few week, mom had been pretty down, often crying, while I would reserve her to comfort her. Mom to me, was hot. She had a fairly moderately typeface and blonde hair, which she kept short. For 44 days of age, she had a great body. Her mammilla were fairly vauntingly 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 teen, I had the hots for her.

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

That night, I was watching TV in the living room when mom came out of her chamber. darn, she looked good. The dark wearing apparel was tight about her curvy, mature body and was low cut, showing a lot of her segmentation, and I do n't think she was wearing a bra. I guess the last meter mom had worn it she was a bit slimmer, but it made her look undoubtedly hot. As she turned around to piece up her phone, my cock stiffened in my jeans as I noticed how the frock hugged her plump, juicy ass.

even though I was felicitous for her, that she was finally moving out after the divorcement, I was totally turned on by how hot she looked, and felt a lilliputian green-eyed of the guys that would be getting a look at her. As she left, telling me to guild 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 mansion, so that I could necessitate 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 end door outdoors, and the sound of mom 's sweet laughter. thinking I would kiss her good 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 light, I could see that mom was not alone. Mom was with a man. A very large inkiness man, and mom was giggling as she embraced him on our couch, before kissing his black lips with her dessert, warm mouth.

I watched, wide-eyed, my short pecker hard as a rock 'n' roll, as mom and the black man she had brought menage had made out on the couch, his black backtalk on my mom 's pink lips, sucking on her easy, pink knife, tasting the sweetness of mom 's mouthpiece, while his dirty hands squeezed mom 's large, soft nipple and squeezed and played with her plump, juicy white eruct tail end ... the Shirley Temple Black man had then coaxed mom on her knees, as he unzipped his trouser, revealing his midst, dark hammer. As he coaxed his huge black rod into mom 's delicate, warm up sass, I had rubbed the bulge in my PJs, listening to the alien 's moan and mom 's diffused slurping racket as she serviced his pestiferous lightlessness prick with her afters white mouth, her mild pink sassing stretched wide-eyed by its sheer girth.

I tried not to moan from my own pleasance as I stroked my prominence, as I watched the unusual total darkness man grab mom roughly by her thick hair, as he began brutally fucking her soft, warm sassing, using her for his own pleasure. Just as he moaned and started shooting his thick, slimy spunk into my mom 's mouth, and hearing my sweetened mom gag on his midst rod while obediently swallowing his dirty grim kindling, my own pecker erupted and started shooting into my PJs, turning them into a sticky, gooey hole. 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 semen escaped from the niche of mom's mouth, coating her sweet, pink lips, and I wondered if a osculation 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 sleeping accommodation, his grim hands all over mom 's soft, curvy blanched body, feeling her every inch. They had shut the doorway, but from my way, I could get a line mom 's sweet 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 commencement, unsure of what time it was. From the dim light I guess it was just the hour before dawn. I realized it had been the sound of a doorway 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 void. I guess the bleak man mom had brought home 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 Lapp bed where I had often held her while she had cried after the divorcement, taking her well-fucked body in my weapon and rubbing my cock against her diffuse body. In the end I chickened out, backing out in the hall. Just as I was leaving, I noticed a twosome of mom's pantie near the doorway. I quickly grabbed them as I made my escape. In my own room I examined them. Red, lacy, very, very aphrodisiac. I brought them to my wind, inhaling deeply mom's sugared perfume. I looked around my room, wondering where I could hide them.

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

The next morning, we both had woken up late. Mom didn't mention anything about last night, and I also knew intimately to make for it up. Mom just looked tired and sleepy, no doubtfulness from the alcohol, and her eyes dropped from drowsiness as she fixed me breakfast.

I guess after the screw she got last Nox, it was understandable why mom was moving so slowly and gingerly, her subdued white body was probably still sore from stopping point night. I noticed that the waistband of her robe was loose ; giving me an eyeful of her flabby, white nipple that were spilling out of her fragile nightie. She was either too tired, or did not care enough to close her robe, oblivious of the perfect view I was getting of her sweetness, red-hot creamy breasts.

I had a brief flash bulb of the Shirley Temple man's dirty backtalk sucking on mom 's seraphic titty, slurping and slobbering on her delicate, milky white flesh and suckling on her delicious, strawberry pink nipples, often like I used to do years ago, and despite having lost enumeration of the number of times I had cum terminal night, listening to my sweet, busty mom getting fucked all night by a black man, my prick throbbed and started getting hard in my PJs yet again, which were still crusty from net Nox .