Sons Giant Cock is Now Mine!
My name is Teresa Kane. From my early twenties until I was thirty I was a lingerie model for two well-known companies. During those years I dated many black basketball players. When I turned thirty I started a real estate business in Los Angeles.
The business is exclusive to NBA players and NBA agents. I own and operate the business exclusively, or should I say sex-clusivily.
Some of my clients are established NBA stars, but the majority are new rookies to the league, all but a few are black.
Although I am 70 years old, I concededly and knowingly look decades younger. This is evidenced by the younger NBA rookie stars in their early 20's who constantly come onto me during house tours, all being very bold saying they want to fuck me.
This attraction to my body is evidenced by all the beds I end up in with them. I must say the contrast of me being an older white woman with fair milky white skin and my young clients being pitch black is a very explosive combination.
As for my body, I weigh 115 pounds. I stand five feet six inches tall, with blond hair. My measurements are a flawless 32E-22-33. To say that all my young black athletes go wild for my body is an understatement.
I've always maintained a slender toned frame, with long- tapered legs, highlighted by large-32E full breasts. My nipples, which are eye-catching, are very long and very fat around. They measure over an inch long and as wide around as a nickel.
In addition to my nipples being really big they are extremely sensitive and are always hard. When I am selling a home to one of my young black basketball stars they always stand at attention, and throb.
Just their presence, being so close to me can make my huge nipples throb. Of course this is brought on by the fact that their eyes are always leering at me with a deep hunger. When they are scanning my body my throbbing nipples always catch the attention of their hungry eyes.
My eye-catching nipples pushing through my sheer lace bras and transparent white blouses, always telegraph that I am horny and turned on.
My young black basketball stars always love sucking on my huge nipples. They often tell me none of the black girls they fuck have a set of nipples like mine. The way they take their time sucking each one with their wide full lips drives me insane.
They love making me cum just by sucking my nipples. They love the way my body shudders and cums as they suck on my long, fat nipples as they hear my deep groans, saying "Oh Fuck," as my pussy erupts just from having my ultra-sensitive nipples sucked.
Sitting beside them with my stocking covered legs crossed, stroking their big black cocks while they suck my nipples always leads to my pussy cumming.
Even though my 32E breasts and inch long nipples are in my eyes my best feature, it's my sexy tapered legs that always catch the attention of men and women.
I always catch glances of my young black clients staring at my stocking covered legs as I sat, legs crossed, in their million dollar cars or as I escort them through tours of multi-million dollar homes in Beverly Hills.
Add to that the countless times they've escorted me to their new master bedroom where we would fuck for days after signing the multi-million dollar sales contract. When they strip me they are always excited to see me dressed in thigh high stockings attached to a garter belt with high heel pumps on.
The stamina of these young black athletes, to fuck for hours at a time and for days is a tribute to their incredible athleticism. Admittedly they also marvel at my ravenous thirst to fuck.
My husband Ted is fourteen years older than me, but at 84 looks better than most men in their early forties. He's tall, extremely fit and slender and very distinguished looking. He is a personal pilot for a head of a large fortune 100 company.
We have two children, Josh and Stephanie, eighteen year old twins, in their senior year of High School.
My pregnancy was absolute disbelief to me and my husband as I was fifty when I gave birth. It wasn't because of my age. It was because my husband had a vasectomy decades ago.
The reason for his vasectomy was that we both loved our life and lifestyle and did not want children. During our marriage my husband and I have had numerous lovers. I know about all the young flight attendants he fucks each time he fly's and he knows about all the NBA athletes I fuck, coming home days, sometimes weeks after the sale of a multi-million dollar property.
My husband and I both have extraordinarily high sex drives and agree to satisfy those urges when an opportunity to fuck someone else comes our way. Those ravenous urges are always satisfied by the younger males and females we fuck.
My pregnancy happened while I was at a resort in Mexico with my husband. We were celebrating my fiftieth birthday.
While my husband and I were lounging at the pool we noticed a couple on the opposite side of the pool. They were young and very attractive.
The boy was an incredible specimen. He wasn't very tall, maybe five feet eight inches, but he had a sculptured body. The girl was standing in high heels and was a few inches taller than him. She was rail-thin.
My husband saw that they were looking at us and smiling so he raised his glass as if to say hello. The boy then reciprocated by pointing at my husband with a smile then raised his glass.
They began walking to us. As they walked to us our eyes were locked onto each other, with mine on the Adonis and his eyes on my body. It was the same for my husband as he took in the sight of the teenage girl whose eyes were locked onto my husband.
"This could be really nice." my husband said under his breath, but loud enough for me to hear.
"It certainly can," I replied in low voice, as the Adonis's eyes were locked onto my body and mine on his.
Once they came to our lounge chairs my eyes were all over this young Adonis and happily his were all over my body. We looked at each other with a sly grin which told each other we liked what we saw.
In turn my husband was scanning the rail-thin body of the girl in front of him. Her eyes were locked onto my husband in the same way the god-like Adonis and mine were.
Hans and Ingrid were their names. They were on college break, both eighteen and both very attractive. Hans said they noticed us from the other side of the pool and said we looked like a nice fun couple. My husband said we noticed them too and thought the exact same thing.
"Well it's very good we all noticed each other then," Hans said in broken German, which caused the four of us to laugh.