So there I was, having just fallen down from behind the curtain where I'd been hiding, naked, with three fingers up my ass and my slim digital camera in my pussy.
And there was my darling mother, a women I thought was a normal housewife, except for being a racist, holding the cock of my black lover in one hand while his cum dripped from her mouth.
Yes, it was a fairly uncomfortable situation.
"Becky, what are you doing there!"
She looked shocked. This was the conservative mother I knew. Except for the black cock and the cum on her chin. Rick's big black cock, which had been so hard just a moment before, had shrivelled so that now it soft and squidgy. Though it still hung half way to his knee. I decided the best defence was attack.
"I should be asking you that question. You're the one with Rick's cock in her hand."
It's very difficult to get on your high horse when you've been found naked spying on your mother having sex. Especially when you've just taken your fingers out of your ass and still have a digital camera in your cunt. But I managed it.
"And what about you and Lenny, dad's business partner?"
I expected my mother to go crazy at me. I deserved it. But I suppose she saw the funny side of it all sooner than I did.
"You've been a busy girl, haven't you? And you seem to know this lovely boy. Rick, is that your name?"
Rick mumbled something that sounded like yes, too embarrassed to say much else.
"So, Becky, it seems this wasn't your dad's idea but yours. I must say I'm a little surprised. Very surprised. I'd hoped to spare you this sort of thing."
Now I thought I had her. I stood up and the camera dropped from my cunt to the floor. Ignoring it, I strode across the room, my breasts swaying from side to side, putting on my best angry voice."
"Spare me? You hypocrite! You racist hypocrite! You kept me away from black boys all my life, and now you let one fuck your ass. You're horrible. Just horrible. How can you be a racist and still like black cock so much?"
My mother looked surprised.
"A racist? Me? What ever makes you think that?"
Well, come to think of it, I'd never heard my mother say a racist thing in her life. But...wait on, there was one thing.
"But you've kept me away from black people my whole life. Why would you do that unless you were a racist?"
My mother sighed. She looked at me sadly. I suddenly felt like I wanted to cry. I don't know why. She put her arms around me.
"I'm sorry darling, so sorry. I tried to protect you from something and now I see I've only made things worse."
She lead me over to the sofa.
"Come and sit down. You too Rick. I have a story to tell you. I should have told you a long time ago."
So we sat on the sofa, the three of us, all naked. My mother started to talk.
"You see Becky, Rick is not the first black boy I've fucked. Not by a long way. When I was a little girl, in the South, we always had black workers on the farm, and I liked them a lot. They were good friends to me. My parents didn't like me talking to them, but I still did it."
"When I was about 18, I feel madly in love with a young black boy who had started to work on the farm. He had such a beautiful body, and he was so sweet. I wanted him badly and flaunted myself at him. One day, he walked into the barn and found me there waiting for him, naked. This time he couldn't avoid me and I was finally able to enjoy his beautiful black cock. He was huge, as big as Rick here, and I loved having him inside me."
"The truth is, I loved his black cock so much that I couldn't get enough of him. I wanted more and more, more than he could give. So I started getting it from other places. I started fucking every black man I knew. I was out of control, I know, but I had such a passion for black cock that I couldn't stop myself."
"I know you'll be shocked to hear it, but I did terrible things. I once let four young black boys have me over and over. That was the first time I had black cock in my ass, and I loved it."
"But then, as it had to, I became pregnant. My parents were horrified, especially when they realised that the father of the baby would be a black. I never told them that I didn't know which black boy it would be, but that didn't matter to them. They were determined that they would not have a black grandchild."
"Abortions were hard to get in our state back then, but they found someone to do the job. But it didn't work. All that old butcher did was ruin my insides, but he didn't harm the baby."
"I was sent up north to have the baby, a little boy, and he was put up for adoption the day he was born. I cried and cried. I wanted to keep him. He was so beautiful."
"I didn't want to go home, and I never have. I got a job, met your father, and we've been very happy together. Except for one thing. This will come as a shock to you, Becky, but I have to tell you now. Because of what that abortionist did to me, I couldn't have children. We adopted you. But I love you more than anything in the world."
Adopted? That was a shock. But now that fact that I was so much taller than my mom made sense. It also explained why I was the only blue-eyed blonde in the family. But I wanted to know more.
"I love you too mom, but why, if you liked black people so much, did you keep me away from them."
She shook her head, tears welling in her eyes.
"To protect you. I was afraid that you would be like me, and love black cock so much that you might ruin your life. I was lucky to find your father, but I miss the baby boy I never knew so much."
She started to cry. I couldn't help but cry too. I hugged my naked mom, and Rick wrapped a long arm around both of us. Suddenly we were interrupted by a voice.
"What the fuck is going on here."
We all looked up. It was my father, home early. Now I was in a real panic. My mother and I had both been caught naked with a naked black man. It didn't look good. I was speechless? What could any of us say. Oddly enough, my mother had no difficulty with the situation.
"Oh, hello John, you're early. This is Rick. He's Becky's boyfriend. He's a nice boy, and has very nice cock."
My mouth dropped open. What would my father do? I only hoped he didn't get violent and end up fighting Rick. But if my mother had surprised me, my dad absolutely shocked me. He smiled.
"Oh, hi Rick. Have you been fucking my wife as well? I'm sure she wouldn't let you out of the house without getting that huge hunk of meat inside her."
Rick blushed. I could see the red in his cheeks, through his beautiful black skin. So now I knew. Black people can blush. Dad looked at me with a grin.
"And I suppose I can take it for granted that you're not a virgin any more?"
My blush was much brighter than Rick's. What could I say?
"Well, I'm part virgin. I'm still an anal virgin."
Why did I say that? Was I trying to be funny? Or was it the memory of watching Rick's huge cock sliding into my mom's ass? If dad was shocked by what I said, he didn't show it. Quite the opposite.
"Oh, I'm sure Rick can fix that for you. With your mother's help."
And suddenly, my anal virginity became the subject of discussion. All the other stuff was forgotten – and I had a lot of questions to ask. My mother was quick to chip in.
"Oh yes, Becky, you've got to have Rick in your ass. He's amazing. We can do it right now, if you like. Your father won't mind."
I was stunned. So was Rick. Rather than getting excited at the idea, his cock had shrivelled. But dad seemed enthusiastic.
