She watched with her left hand buried under her dark grey skirt, the business looks long gone as a wet smear leaked down between her legs. The red silk blouse which buttoned to the very top, but now allowed fresh air all under the caressing material held nothing back. Four buttons undone, her right had squeezed the aerial of each nipple hard when her left hand busied itself making pussy dance to the music of her cock-sucking son’s moving head. An accountant by profession, a lewd and truly twisted mother and wife and hot wet hole held nothing back as her left hand plundered her snatch unlike any male who ever traveled her wet thighs. A pony tail held her hair back so I could watch her face contort and relax, cringe then have no control over the quaking muscles of her lips of her cheeks, of her brow.
The sound of gushing rivers making a mess on a skirt that tried so hard to be demure yet within seconds of seeing her college bound son kneeling and sucking My huge Dick better than she ever could made her give in to her emotions, made her give way to sin, made her feel the rush of when she was that age doing the very same thing her now legal and fully endowed citizen swallow hard, cum filled Dick with the same fury she one had when she had Dick worthy of slutting hard for. With every few plunges her pussy would moan a wet song, a low grinding dance tune her hips heard and moved slowly to ass her clit tried hard to make go faster. This, the accountant who finally saw what her son wanted most in life, was a dream come true. This, the mother who would never have fallen off the wagon of vanilla needs, moaned quietly, “suck that Dick like a good little bitch you nasty little boy” with each shudder of orgasm her slit spewed like a squirt gun loosed upon a victim. Saying it made the orgasm erupt with a violent force that gave way to constant tremors inside her womb. She could feel the birth place of this young cock-sucker swell with need but she held tight for this pleasure was selfish, her snatch needed to see this and she would not share nor did I want her to.
A planned feeding, the boy had sent photos of his mom to make Me hard and I knew white girls needed to learn what white males were like. The hour when I knew she would come home to a house she thought empty so she could spend a few hours fingering herself, as her cock-sucking son would often tell Me as he hid in her closet and watched, and jerked off. The slutty little boy had told Me he would sit there waiting on her to relax, and when she would undress he’d stroke his puny Dick to get a reaction. When she laid down and spread her legs wide and slapped her pussy into action he would pull his little Dick out and make it wet with his own spit while stroking it hare, small as it is, and on the edge of orgasm. When she would take her nine inch pink dildo and push deep inside her pussy, fucking back with the need of a cum hungry whore being denied so long for being married to a male who would kneel for a Black Man instead of licking that sweet, wet and very hungry pussy, she had to survive in whatever way her pussy could release. Wen his mom pumped the toy deep and fast and started yelling “fuck momma like you hate me, Black Daddy”, he would shoot all over his hands and then wipe them off with the last pair of panties she wore still left smelly and full f her juices in the laundry hamper, then put them back for mommy to wash on laundry day.
This cock-sucking boy would tell all her secrets, how she dressed, what lingerie she loved wearing, the times he knew she would plunder her slit, and how she looked when she was calm and glowing after cumming for her invisible Daddy. I reward him by making him eat the fluid his little Dick spewed after he came watching his sexually deprived mother masturbating like a death row prisoner denied any contact. I made him drink his seed because it needed no pussy to fill and he needed to learn to love cum. I allowed him to be nasty, a sissified cum hungry bater who would take pics of his mom as her hands traveled her own body until she reeked of girl cum and had to shower. I gave birth to his new need to serve Me without reservation and he sealed that want by consuming the seed he jerked off while his mom, unaware that her son was such a perv, gave a show to so he could muster enough lust to make himself hard, then complete the act by cumming. All for My amusement.
I arrived 30 minutes before she did. I sat in his chair, at his table where his mobile device lay. In his right hand were the last pair of panties his mother wore, stroking My Dick as he licked the trail of her musk off My shaft and made me feel her silk underwear caress My Dick like it caressed her pussy lips. I arrived and made him tell Me about her last frigging session to describe her bra, her panties, her hose, her smile, her perfume, her lipstick color, her look, her nipples, her mouth forming words that made his head spin. I arrived with the intention of making her float above all else and to know who was in control, and show her that not all white girls can have a Black Daddy unless they behave. And when I heard the front door open, I grabbed her young son’s head and began his feeding. A hand which kept his mouth in fluid motion to the beat I decided. A hand that made him feel safe, that made him feel as if the mouth he offered had value and could please Me. As I heard her walk up the stairs I made him drink Dick further down so when she passed the open door to his bedroom she could see him in full flight and a non stop dance to make My Dick feed his hungry belly the warm love a growing boy needs to be useful. As I saw her peek into the room with wide open eyes, I grabbed his head and pushed down, holding him in place as his young frame fought back but didn’t, tried to breathe but gave up, moaned so loud one could see her nipple rise and push her heavily padded bra out to show she was interested in watching more. As I let his head up so he could breathe, I grabbed him by the hair and held his face towards the woman who was in shock, the mother who gave him birth, the dripping wet girl who needed to cum even worse than ever before. I made hims say these words to the girl watching from an open door, “mommy, watch me suck my Daddy’s delicious Dick like I watched you cum with your nine inch pink dildo and I won’t tell dad you play with your pussy while he’s at work”. With that said, the cock-sucker was put back to work with even more force than was needed but it made his mom gasp.
Five minutes later her blouse was unbuttoned down four buttons and her chest heaved with such primal delight she could not speak. Her right hand wandering inside her padded bras cups, pinching one nipples then caressing her chest while traveling to the next nipple hidden under a padded bra cup. Heavy breathing made her chest rise so her nipples could find more time between her thumb and forefinger doing their best to make them hurt. Supple hips ground down so her wet panties would lick her lovely ass cheeks and make them feel like their world was about to erupt. Her left hand licked her panties wetter with four manicured fingers running up and down between the pussy lips that opened wide so they could taste the soft silk red panties her fingers made them caress, the dame shade of harlot red her fingertips wore. Up and down, slowly to the motion of her son’s head bobbing up and down on My Dick as I stared into her soul and made her quiver violently. taken, abusing morals, making her whimper as she lost all control sitting on his bed, legs spread wide open, needing to see it all no matter what the price to her everlasting soul may be. Not having a hard Dick to impale her was living in hell. Now she sang in heavenly pleasure and with a religious inspiration of pure delight.
When I told her son how to suck like a porn star, her left fore and middle finger pushed her panties to the side and did their very best to give that soaking wet pussy pleasure unlike ever before. They hurt that slit, they plunged deep, hit fast and hard, then pulled out to make her pussy feel the vacuum of want. When I told her son to show his wet mommy how good a cock-sucking little sissy bitch he was and he did, her left hand ruined her cunt. The thumbed licked her lit with each swipe, it rubbed fast and fluid to make the release more spectacular, more intense. The left hand made another finger strike deep and hard and three made her pussy jump off the bed while her hips pushed her ass back down on three wanton fingers pumping a slut for all she is worth.
When I asked him if he was a better cock-sucker than his mom, her right hand pulled her nipples and with his affirmative moan while going deeper on My Dick, she flooded her skirt and made her panties a sponge for all her pent up juices that had no reason to hide anymore. The girl came hard. The mom screamed “my God, Black Daddy, fuck me Black Daddy”, and he began his path to being fed a hot load. Wet mom pumped pussy while son sucked Dick. The room smelled like a French whorehouse on a Saturday night and her left hand moved with even more determination not to let this blissful moment end without her being completely spent. The river of want flowing without shame made the song of lust its tune. The way her pussy moaned showed how needy it was, the way her puddles would loudly drain from her slick hole and leak down onto the bed and make noises as her hips rose and fell on the drenched cover filled the room, filled her mind, made her son work harder knowing this is how his mother sounded when she was getting off like a rocket. The cock-sucker’s mouth slurped and became a duet with the sound of his mother’s well fingered pussy. The cock-sucker gulped and it rang against the sound of his mother’s hiss as she pinched one nipple even harder, telling the other it would soon feel a worse pain.
By the time she came five times, by the time she spent fifteen minutes watching her cock-sucking son bask in showing off for his wet mommy like so many times she showed off for him and for Me, by the time she yelled, “please feed that hungry little sissy, Daddy. Show your slut how much You love me and feed that nasty white boy your good load. make mommy cum again, Daddy, please make me cum. I need you, Black Dick Daddy, fuck your cock-sucker’s cunt mouth. my son needs your cum!”.
The cock-sucker tried hard to keep up with the flood of semen I fed him. The cum burst forth on his wet tonsils and he began to drink. Some spilled out onto his lips and he lapped at it with a wet tongue and sucked even harder. The white boy suckled My Dick for every drop. One trail was on his chin and using My Dick, he wiped it up and with the same slurping sound his mother’s pussy was making, and while looking at his orgasmic masturbating mommy, he lapped it all up like a circus dog given a reward. The cum slut boy’s head moved from side to side to inhale the aroma of a Man who just came. The well fed mouth moaned low but was silenced by the load gurgling noises his mother’s snatch was creaming as this powerful orgasm sent her fingers into their own world and made her sore just by the act and by the release. The fingering mom was shaking out of control, her body becoming a show of quivers, shudders, moaned and screams all in one form that had no intention of stopping until this very long and truthfully heavenly orgasm was put to rest.
The white girl who stopped shaking, fell on the bed and drifted to sleep with one last moan, “thank you, whoever you are….”.
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