BLACK COCK FOR MOM
“Have you initiated Samantha yet?” Carol Green asked her eldest daughter.
After taking a long sip of her scalding hot coffee Jill Barton replied, “not yet mom, you know she just turned eighteen a few weeks ago, and I haven’t quite figured out how to tell her.”
“Remember how I did it to you?” Carol chuckled.
“Yes I do!” Jill answered quickly. “And it’s not funny!”
“Ohhhhhhhh, I don’t know about that,” the sixty year old replied with giggle, “it seemed pretty funny to me.”
“I was really scared,” Jill replied softly.
“I know you were dear,” Carol replied. “But you have to admit you had a really good time!”
“Yeah, I guess I do,” Jill sighed. “Thank god I wasn’t a virgin, I woulda run outta there in heart beat if I was.”
“Maybe,” her mother said, “but just think how wonderful that big black cock was, and how mesmerized you were by it.”
“Mmmmm, I know,” Jill shivered while thinking back on that day some twenty years ago. “By the way, do you still see him?”
“Oh no!” Carol laughed. “I have young man doing me now. Jamaal is his name, lean and well muscled — and of course hung like a horse.”
“Of course!” Jill laughed. “Say,” she went on. “How about you come along with me for my weekly appointment?”
“Do you think he’ll mind?” Carol asked. “After all he’s not expecting two of us.”
“Oh don’t worry about that, mom,” Jill shot back quickly. “David just loves fucking white women, he can’t get enough of us.”
“And we them.” Carol reminded her.
As the two women made their way across town, the tension between their thighs slowly began to intensify as they contemplated the coming session. “Is your young man well hung?” Carol asked her daughter thickly.
“He’s a real stud, mother,” came her soft reply. “Pretty long. I’d guess eight or nine inches, but incredibly thick, he really stretches you out.”
“Oh my,” Carol sighed, “I just love getting reamed by nice thick black cock.”
“Good grief!” Jill moaned softly. “I’m dripping wet, and were not even there yet.”
“Well hurry up and drive,” her mother admonished. “I can hardly wait.”
“So this is your mother?” David asked while eyeing Carol cautiously.
“Yes,” Jill replied. “I hope you don’t mind me bringing her along.”
“Not if she follows the rules,” he answered a matter of factly.
“Anything you say,” Carol replied softly. “Lift your dress, cunt!” he ordered the older woman.
“Hmm…not bad for an old cunt,” he offered while running his hand through the thick mass of black and gray pubic hair. “Let’s see yours too,” he nodded to Jill. The young woman quickly lifted the hem of her skirt until it was above her waist, exposing her naked pussy to his hungry gaze. “Do you know what we’re gonna do first?” he asked rhetorically. “I wanna see you two bitches finger your pussies.” The two women automatically plopped down on the long sofa and casually began diddling their already distended clits.
David watched with languid eyes while the two white cunts fingered their hot pussies with utter abandon. With her eyes glazed over and her mouth hanging slack jawed, Carol groaned loudly as her hips bucked forward while her finger literally flew over her overheated clit. Then for good measure, David slowly stripped off his clothing until he was standing there in only his white boxers. A softball size bulge filled the shorts, eliciting an even louder moan from the older woman.
“Ya like big black bamboo?” he chuckled while cupping his still hidden organ. (more…)
