"Mom, what does Snowbunny mean..." The moment Poppy heard her son say this she knew that nothing would ever be the same again... That one moment changed two lives forever, but first, we have to start at the beginning...
Poppy had been living alone for several months now. After her son Alex left for college, her relationship with her husband soon deteriorated. A divorce followed and she quickly had the house to herself. She spent her time looking towards the future, and with a nice alimony she could just relax and work out. This led to a regime of becoming more and more toned day by day. Dedicating herself to yoga and squats she transformed herself into a perfect goddess. Her body was tight, with well-defined abs. Her flat stomach accentuated her naturally wide hips. Her legs were slender, constantly tanned, and would lead right up to her round and chunky ass. But her tits were her pride and joy. Her long blonde hair framed them perfectly, they were still perky and large, and made even more noticeable by her tiny tummy. She often noticed men gaze away from her blue eyes when talking to her and they always looked at her tits.
Alex had been worried about his mother when he found out about the divorce. They spoke often and she always sounded upbeat when they chatted, in fact he thought she had never sounded happier. He was relieved, and couldn't wait to spend some time with his mother at home during his study break. His time at college was great, his grades were good and he was becoming an expert in engineering, however, he didn't seem to be able to enjoy the sex life he knew many students were having. With an all-star college basketball team right on his doorstep, he found most girls were either preoccupied, or completely uninterested in spending time with him. He grew accustomed to watching porn.
Poppy, busy at home, pulled up her skirt with her back to the mirror, making sure it was as high as she would dare the neighbors witness. Her nipples hardened at the thought of being seen with her ass cheeks sticking out of her clothes. With her heels on she walked towards the front door of her house ready to leave for another date. Before she could pull the latch her phone buzzed with a text from Alex.
"Hey mom, my class is cancelled tomorrow so I'm leaving now, can't wait to see you x"
She was annoyed, he was only staying an hour away and she would have to completely change her plans. Without hesitation she closed her son's text, switched to Tinder, and sent a message.
"Hey Andre, my son is on his way home so can you skip the restaurant and come straight here? Sorry he's fucked up our plans, but I can make it up to you. We have an hour. XXX"
Not less then five minutes later Poppy was yet again at her door in her short skirt. But this time answering it to a loud and powerful knock. As she opened the door she smiled and pulled her visitor inside, pushing her chest against his, kissing him while enjoying her ass being twisted by such strong hands.
"One hour today so let's make the most of it." she moaned in his ear before dropping to her knees and wildly pulling out a huge black cock. Trying her best to wrap her fingers around the thick base she went straight to work and started to kiss the tip. Andre's cock was so thick and already leaked pre cum, her small white top became transparent at the nipples. Her mouth opened and she took the cock straight inside, within seconds Andre had bottomed out in her throat and pulled her hair tightly. With spit and pre cum pouring from her mouth onto her chest she used all of her Black cock experience she gained at college, mostly while cheating on her first boyfriends. She was an expert by now. With her blonde hair stretched to the point of pain by strong black hands she could sense Andre's balls swell. Thick loads of cum were being shot down her throat. She thought she swallowed every perfect drop, but one thick rope fell from her mouth and rolled onto her tits, underneath her clothes.
After her lover had quickly left, Poppy ran upstairs to change her top. It was now covered in cum and spit, and completely transparent. It would be no good for a mother to wear in front of her son, at least not for now. As it was late she threw it into the basket and slipped into a dressing gown, before settling down innocently to watch TV, expecting Alex to arrive at any moment.
Alex walked up to the house excited to be home, he knocked on the door and placed his bags on the cold floor of the dark porch. The door swung open and he saw something he never expected. His mother was stood in a silk dressing gown, tightly strung at the waist and exposing a massive amount of cleavage. He froze, scanning her from head to toe. Her hair was always perfect but now was dyed blonde, her eyes were even more incredible when the blue combined with her tanned skin. But the biggest change was what he couldn't take his eyes off. Her short robe showed off her legs, and her waist was like he never remembered. Until he caught yet another glance at her tits pouring out of the loose material. His eyes were now locked and he lost all self-control.
