I live with my mom in Greece, sorry for my partially bad English. My father died 4-5 years ago. They had an active sex life and I used to hear mom's moanings. She is 45 years old and her name is Helen. They were a relaxed couple that hung around naked in the house from time to time. My father had a fit body and much bigger dick compared to mine. After his death, mom never dated any other men but I heard her lower moanings a few times.
Helen is 160 cm and 70 kg. She has really mouth watering round, big and even firm tits with pink hard nipples even at the age of 45. She also has good looking shiny legs with average feet and a plump ass. Her face is average with brown long hair. She never ever wears a cleavage dress or blouse outside, even at the beach, but she is always sexy for me in the house. Unfortunately, after my father's death she stopped hanging around naked in the house, but she still wears braless tank tops and mini shorts in any weather by adjusting the heater. Her pussy has darker meaty lips compared to her white body as long as I remember. She never wears strings or thongs, but her cheap regular panties can't cover her big ass and I manage to see her juicy buttocks under her shorts.
After my father's death and the pandemic, I was feeling really lonely and depressed. I didn't have many friends at the college. I was always requesting from my mom to host an exchange student from another country and she was rejecting. She finally accepted to make me happy. I requested to get a student from US or West EU countries. A male student named Serge from France picked our house. I would be happier if it was a girl, but my mother was looking happier than me. She was even making fun of me by saying "French men are handsome and romantic" to make me jealous.
Serge was the same age as me and studying management in France. He didn't have a proper photo in his Facebook profile or Whatsapp, but a black looking cartoon character. I didn't ask any photos from him and hesitated to ask if he was black.
Mom was preparing impressive meals for the day he came with excitement. She was sweaty and looked amazing with her shiny legs and hanging tits from her tank top. I left her and went to the airport to pick him up with a boner. I was hoping him to be not that handsome to impress mom or something. I prepared a cardboard "Serge (exchange)" written on it and started waiting. A tall, muscular black guy came next to me and told his name was Serge. I thought he was joking and he showed me my Whatsapp messages.
I was shocked. We had never thought there were black people in France and mom was a little bit racist. She was always complaining about how filthy that African refugees were in Greece. Serge wasn't looking filthy at all and he had a cool gesture. Mom called me seconds later to ask me if he had arrived. I told her he is black and she instantly began screaming like "No, I don't want a dirty African in my house!", "Don't bring him here!", "Make him go back!", "I don't accept him, I won't let you in!" kind of things. I was trying to tell her that he was a good looking and gentle guy when she hung up. I called her again on the road and begged her to be nice to him for me. She said she wouldn't do anything for him and hung up again.
When we reached home, I wasn't expecting mom to not even put a proper cloth on her. She was waiting for us by watching TV, with the same outfit I left her. Mini shorts and a braless tank top with sweaty cleavage and hard nipples. Serge surprised looking at her like that and said "Hello!", mom didn't know any English but she replied to him "Hello" in a cold cold voice. Serge asked what's wrong with her and I told him she had a tough day.
I showed him our house and his room. He wanted to take a shower before dinner and I begged again to my mom to be nice with him. She was also convinced he looked like a decent guy, but still was disliking him because he was black. Serge went out of shower with a towel around his waist. He was a real muscular son of a bitch. I wondered how big his cock was and started worrying what if mom also sees it.
Thankfully, Serge put some clothes on and sat next to me at the table. Mom's braless tits were shaking inside her top when she was serving the plates and Serge was looking right into them with licking his lips. That was not going well. Serge kept watching mom's cleavage during dinner and she didn't notice. He also said some Greek sentences to thank her, his accent was funny and even made mom smile. She gave him a warm hug afterwards.
After dinner, I was trying to have a conversation with him and I realized his English was worse than mine. He was also checking mom's body sneakily instead of listening to what I was actually saying.
In the morning, I got annoyed by mom preparing breakfast with another braless top and mini shorts. Later on, Serge came and said "Good morning!" in Greek. He was wearing only tight undies and he had a huge bulge in front of him. Both mom and I were amazed by his muscular body and huge cock. It wasn't even probably erected.
Serge had his breakfast again checking mom's breasts and touching his cock under the table, right next to me. It was a weekday fortunately and mom left for work with a conservative dress. Serge asked me why she was acting cold to him and I told him that she was a cold person. Then he asked, how could he make her warmer to him. Again that didn't seem going anywhere good, but I was also getting curious about his intentions and decided to help him.
I told him to buy her a present, take us dinner outside, help her with the chores and be gentle. He nodded and asked me to bring him to a mall. I thought he was planning to buy some things for him, but instead he took us to a women's shop and bought a slutty night dress. I got excited and my cock started to get hard. We went to a shoe shop and he bought a pair of shiny sexy high heels. Mom never wore heels before, but maybe she would wear them for the sake of our guest I hoped.
We were waiting when mom came home and I told her Serge had a surprise. He hugged her strongly and gave her presents to open. He told her he would take us to dinner if she wore the dress and heels he bought. She was surprised and said ok after taking the packages. Minutes later, he called me to go in front of her room. She slightly opened the door and she told me the dress was too exposing and she didn't want to wear it. I told her French people are relaxed people and no need to worry. She opened the door and whoed herself. I was amazed by how slutty she was looking with a deep cleavage and deep slit of her black tight dress. Her ass cheeks were also barely visible from behind. She was also pantyless. I told her to show him the dress at least then take it off. Her feet were also looking tasty with her red polished nails in those heels. I got an immediate boner. He held my hand and I lead her to the living room.
