Hello, my name is Josh, and my parents have been divorced for almost 4 years now. My father, Richard, remarried to a 25 year old blonde bombshell shortly after he left my mom, who at the time had two kids. Me, 18, and my 12 year old sister, Becky. Mom mourned the divorce for a year and a half before she met, fell in love, and married a black man named Jake. He was a nice enough guy and treated my mother pretty well, but other members in my family still had a hard time dealing with my mom marrying some one outside the race. It didn't much matter to me, because she did seem happy with him. Needless to say, he and my father didn't get along from the get go. They had several run-ins over the years. I guess my father felt that mom still belonged to him and that she would go through life heartbroken that he left her.
Often he would try to fuck my mother and she would politely decline, leaving my dad mad as hell until his next attempt. Passive by nature, I was surprised she had not given in to his advances earlier. At 5'4, 165 lbs. Mom was a shadow of her former self. But she was pretty, had huge breasts, and a pleasantly plump ass. From what I understand back in her heyday she was quite a sight, but two kids had robbed her of her past figure. After she married Jake, she had two more boys, 2 years and 13 months old, this added a few more pounds to her frame. She still enjoyed a good sex life, I've heard Jake fucking her on a near nightly basis since they married.
Since their last child, over a year ago, she told Jake he could no longer come inside of her because she didn't want any more kids. The pill made her violently ill, and said she didn't trust him with pulling out in time because she knew damn well he wouldn't. She also said she had no faith in the calendar method, and other methods were also quickly shot down. The end result was them using condoms, which Jake was definitely not happy about. Wisely, my mom told him that if he wanted to come inside of something other than a rubber, he could come inside of her mouth or in her ass. Jake couldn't complain about that as they came to a happy solution to a potentially problematic situation.
Everything was going well until one weekend I wanted to go the mall for music CD's. Jake had taken my sister and brothers to the park for the afternoon. Mom said she was going to use the time to clean a little while the house was empty. As I was leaving she asked me if I wanted a ride in her min-van to the mall. I told her I was going to walk over to my girlfriend's, Teri, house and she was going to drive us in her father's car. She said OK, handed me 20 extra bucks, and told me not be out too late and to call if I was. I kissed her and started my journey to Teri's.
Unfortunately, when I got there, we ended up getting into a fight because of the big mouth of her best friendβ¦Claire. About a week ago I let Claire give me a blow job in the school parking lot. She had been flirting with me for months and even though I knew she was the talkative type, I gave in. Before I came all over her pretty face, she promised me she wouldn't say a word, as she jerked my 7" cock. Good enough for me, I thought, as I face fucked Claire into her throat. She held her head still with her mouth stretched open as I gouged her until my pubes brushed her lips. I made several lunges into her mouth as she grunted softly as I banged at her tonsils. Building rather swiftly to orgasm, I jerked back my hips as cum squirted out of the tip. She reached up, grabbed my cock, and stroked the cum from my balls as it coated her arms, wrists, and face. It was awesome! Being the big mouth she was, she apparently told a friend about it. Of course, word about it got back to Teri and she dumped with me on the spot.
On the way back home, I was pissed off and disappointed. My day was shot. As I rounded the corner to my block I saw my dad's car parked next to my mom's mini-van. I knew that my dad usually work in the mornings on Saturday and was surprised to see him here. I hoped he could at least make me feel better after my break up with Teri.
I let myself in and was greeted by urgent voices as I entered. My mom's pleading words were drowned by my father's agitated gruffs. They didn't hear me enter, so I snuck over to the den in order to find out what was going on.
My mom was just uselessly explaining to my upset father Richard, "NO, we can't do this. I've told you many times, friends is all we can be now. You were the one who left me to be with that 25 year old bimbo." At this, mom began to sob, as the tears streaked down, she raised her hands to her face and wept. Dad chose that time to move toward her and grabbed her in his arms.