Note this is NOT a true story. Sorry to disappoint some of you but this story was requested by someone on Literotica. The person suggested I write a mother/son story with a black man involved. It might not be real, but the idea behind it is rather enticing and exciting. Enjoy!
One day I was walking home from college and I was bored out of my mind with nothing to do. I guess life has not been the same since my father passed away. My mother was sad all the time and it seems as though nothing I could do would help to cheer her up. It was bumming me out big time. I love my mother dearly and always found myself trying to cheer her up.
Let me tell you about my mother. She is 41 but has the body of a woman half her age, or at least of a woman in her early 30's. She still works out to keep herself busy, even though she has not dated since my father's death 8 years ago. She has long brown hair, pouty lips, nice breasts, perky nipples and a perfect ass. When we go out in public she has to hold me back when men make sexual comments about her, or when they whistle or say something about wanting to fuck her.
I guess you can call me a "momma's boy." My mom and I have always been close. I remember times when my father got jealous of the relationship I have with my mother. Nothing sexual ever happened between us but there was always a sort of tension caused by the potential for sex. The great thing about my mother is that she always remains a lady of respect. She never curses, acts slutty, or uses her feminine power to seduce men for money as some women do.
Anyways, as I neared home I saw a strange-looking car parked in the driveway. I became worried, thinking something was wrong with mom. I burst in the front door, which I noticed was unlocked. That was uncommon because my mother was always a safety freak. She watched too many forensic shows to know better then to keep the door unlocked. Even though my mother is a strong woman, she is old-fashioned. She believes the man of the house should take care of the women. Since my father died, I became the man of the house. In a way, I took my father's place, except in bed with my mother.
I roamed downstairs but kept silent for fear of setting off a robber if he has my mother held prisoner. No sign of her on the downstairs floor, I worry that much more. I approach the stairs with dread. I can hear a faint moaning sound coming from my mother's room. Oh God, I hope I am not too late! I reach her room, draw in a deep breath, and grabbed the doorknob. I paused for a second before opening the door silently.
What I saw was shocking. Imagine coming home and seeing your mom being fucked by a black guy. Now imagine that person is or WAS your friend. That is the situation I faced that day. I felt anger, jealousy, desire, love, and all sorts of emotions at that time. What I did not expect to feel was arousal. I was turned on seeing my black friend on top of my mom, fucking her like there was no tomorrow. I guess the taboo nature of seeing your mom have sex was one of my turn-on. Also having that person fucking your mom be one of your closest friend's makes it even more taboo.
I looked down at my crotch and was surprised to see a throbbing erection. I had tried to avoid an incest relationship with my mother more out of fear of rejection and what other people would think then lack of attraction towards my mother. Any man would love her. I did..
As I stood there watching my best friend fucked my mother. I came to a crossroads. Whatever move I made would be a defining moment in my life. If I stopped him then I would have to cross the line and take my father's place. If I didn't stop him, I would have to sit back and watch as my mother dated other men. That was something I couldn't bare to live with.
My mother lay there moaning and had her legs wrapped around Tony. My hands curled into fists and I walked towards them. I grabbed Tony and threw him off my mother.
"You motherfucker!" I yelled.
Tony looked first shocked, then angry. He came at me with fists but I hit him with a nice combo to the jaw and temple and he was out for the count. I then looked at my mom and displayed my anger for her to see. She started crying and wrapped a sheet around herself that was both lady-like and slutty at the same time.
I glared at my mother and said "I'll be back for you later!"
My mom continued to sob as I dragged Tony to the stairs. I was tempted to throw or push him down the stairs but even as angry as I was I wouldn't go that low with someone I once considered a friend. I half carried/half dragged Tony's limp body down the stairs, propped him up against the wall and opened the front door. I dropped Tony off on the front step without his clothes. That will teach the fucker!
I then marched back up the stairs, intent on confronting my mother. I slammed open her door, which must have shut on its own from the wind and saw my mom sitting on her bed with her hands over her face still crying. I softened as I saw this but I was still angry. How could she? I felt like she cheated on me. In a way, she did.
I approached the bed silently. My mother took her hands away from her face and looked up at me innocently.
"I guess you hate me now. I don't blame you I deserve it." She said and started sobbing again.
I sat down next to her and put my arm around her.
"I don't hate you mom. I just feel hurt and betrayed. How could you do it with Tony?" I asked.
"He stopped by the house looking for you. I asked him to help me move some heavy boxes up to the attic because I was doing my regular spring-cleaning. I was wearing my robe and I dropped a box and almost fell. Tony caught me, my robe slipped open, and I was naked underneath. Next thing I knew he was kissing me and I could not resist. It has been so long baby. I feel unloved Michael. I miss your father so much!" She said and started sobbing again.
I felt bad, like a man who kicked a kitten out of anger. I draped an arm around my mother and pulled her close to me. I was very aware of her body. The sheet slid down her chest some when I put my arm around her leaving her breasts partially exposed. I couldn't take my eyes off them. My mom didn't seem to be aware, or care if she knew; she was almost completely baring her breasts to me. I snuggled closer to her and put my head next to her neck.
I inhaled her perfume and realized that my mom was the reason why I never found the right woman in college. She was the right woman for me!
"I'm so sorry Michael. What can I do to make it up to you?" She asked.
"Well for one don't fuck any of my friends anymore." I said joking.
We both laughed a little. My mom held me tight and started kissing my forehead. I wondered then if she sucked Tony's dick. Her breath smelled a little musky, like a man. I began wondering how long they were fucking and I imagined the whole part that I missed.
"Mom, did you suck his dick?" I asked as she cradled me to her breasts as if I were a child instead of a grown man.
My mom hesitated before answering. "Yeah I did baby. That doesn't matter now. I am sorry for doing that. You know I love you and you know how much I loved your father." She said holding me tight.
I kissed her chest and I felt her shudder involuntarily. The sheet had now slipped down further to the point where her breasts were completely exposed and the only part of her that remained covered was her lower half. Even then, I could see dark brown hair between her legs. My erection returned vigorously. I wrapped my arms around my mother's back and my hands stroked the soft skin.
We both lay back on the bed cuddling each other. Nature took its course and we kissed. I have always had an attraction for my mother but never more so then right at that moment. I used to masturbate, especially after catching her naked or partially nude, which I did many times after dad died.
"I love you mom!" I said between kisses.
"Awwww, sweetie. I love you too. You are my man. Do not forget that. I guess I slept with Tony partially out of loneliness and being horny but also to make you jealous." She said.
I sat upright. I was surprised. My mother wanted me too? My mom sat up and rubbed my back. She pulled my shirt off and started kissing my bare skin. Mom moved down my chest and kissed my nipples moving further down. Her hands reached out and caressed my throbbing cock through my jeans. She unzipped my jeans and pulled my cock out of my underwear. She gasped when she saw it.
"Oh. You are so much like your father in every way. Handsome, smart, athletic, sexy and you have such a beautiful penis. I want to kiss it and suck it. I want it inside of me. You are the man of the house now Michael. Make me your woman!" My mom said.
I grabbed her head in response and lowered it to my penis until I felt her tongue reach out and touch it. I felt an electric shock. Then mother engulfed my cock in her warm, wet, mouth. I died and went to heaven; I looked down to watch as my mother began sucking my cock. I always wanted this but I never thought it would come true. She maneuvered her body so that she was kneeling on the floor in front of me, never taking her mouth off my cock while doing so.
My mom starts sucking me fast. She rubs my balls and shaft as her head glides up and down my hard prick. She was great at giving head. I wondered where she learned this. She was far better then any girl in college at giving head. I knew my mom was a virgin when her and dad got married so I figure she must have become an expert at giving blowjobs. Her experience was paying off as her mouth and tongue were driving me wild.
She looks up at me while she sucks my dick, almost causing me to lose control and flood her mouth with my cum. Her eyes lock on mine and she begins slurping my cock as if it was ice cream on a stick. Most women are quiet when giving head, at least they are in my experience, but mom was turning me on with her mouth, her eyes watching me as she sucks me, and the sound of her mouth sucking my hard cock.
I reach down and start fondling her, nice sized, breasts. They aren't too big and are definitely not small. Her nipples are the size of half dollars and they look so sexy when they are hard. I tug on them and my mom moans around my cock. I take in a deep breath and try with all my might not to cum in her mouth. I want to enjoy feeling her mouth on my dick, while it lasts.
I keep pinching her nipples and I start thrusting in and out of her mouth. She looks down at my cock and looks back into my eyes. She begins sucking faster. The noises she makes while doing this have me on the edge of cumming in her mouth. She moans slurps, gags, and never stops sucking me while doing this. She rubs her tits, reaches under her, and begins fingering her pussy. The site of this pushes me over the edge.
