My son is a senior in college this semester, and if everything goes as planned, he'll be the first black male to graduate from college in our family in nearly 40 years.
Not that the men in my family are bums, far from it in fact. Some military, some blue collar, but now my son is about to graduate! My son is extremely brilliant, but I at times wondered about his sexuality.
He never brought girls home for me to meet, hell, he didn't even attend his prom. But, that all changed this summer, one week before school started back. My son has one friend, his name is "Chet."
Chet's family, lives very close to the university that they both attend. His family is old money, REAL old money, and although they seemed to be an unlikely pair, Chet's also white and an athlete, they have been the best of friends since their freshman year.
Typically my son "Patrick" normally goes to Chet's house for thanksgiving. But this past year, he spent a good portion of the Christmas holiday there a well. In fact, he came home on Christmas Eve, and went back the day after New Years.
But getting back to this summer. Patrick had picked Chet up at the airport and brought them to our house. I had been divorced for about 4 years. My ex and I were actually very good friends, we just both sucked at being spouses.
I'll admit, that when I saw Chet for the first time, I had some messed up thoughts going through my head. Because this was one hot looking young man! He reminded me of either a Hollywood leading man, or a pornstar with a bodybuilders physique.
"Hello mom!" Chet says as he greets me as if he'd been knowing me all of his life, how's the college recruiting going so far?" That's what I do, I'm a college recruiter for a local university, my son had no intentions of attending there, and as you'll find out later on, I had no intention of him coming there either.
Chet gave me a huge hug, I could feel that he was fully aroused in the gym shorts that he was wearing. His dick felt massive! I wonder if it had anything to do with my attire?
Patrick always tells me that he hates the way that I dress, "far too revealing for a woman my age!"
A woman my age? Negro, I'm only 44! I dress the way that I do to help to sway the boys, and a few dads, that our university is your best choice. Sometimes that works better when you're showing off your legs, butt, and you're wearing a nice set sexy open toed mules and doing a bit of flirting.
We ate dinner, and talked. One thing for sure, if Patrick was gay, Chet wasn't his lover, he really was turned on by the sight of me, this older black woman. Sure I'm just five foot two, but I wear it with a 25 inch waist, 38 inch chest, and a 40 inch ass. And if the berry juice is sweeter if it's blacker, then I'll give you diabetes!
I really want to do the "big chop", and go back to my natural texture of hair, but I'm not all that sure that I'll get the same reception in 95% of the living rooms that I sit in, which are very conservative and very white.
So after dinner, the boys went out drinking, but I couldn't stop thinking about that cock! So after they had left, I pulled out my trusty 12 inch black dildo, and proceeded to bust a nut, and fall asleep on the couch!
I woke up around 12 midnight in the same position that I was in when they had left. Then it hit me! What if they saw? I'm on the couch bottom less with a dildo hanging out of my pussy!
The next morning, I knock on my son's room door, he doesn't respond, so I open it and see that he's not in there. I go to Chet's room, and I don't see him either, but then, he walks out of the bathroom, butt ass naked, with a fully aroused dick leading the way!
"Oh I'm sorry." He says as he slowly grabs a towel and covers up. "Patrick got called in to work today, since he'll be leaving in a few days, I believe that the managers need his help with some last minute projects."
"Oh, ok. Well thanks Chet."
"Btw mom, don't worry, Patrick was so drunk last night, he didn't see a thing." He says as he moves in my direction, "but I saw everything!"
And with that, he lets the towel fall to the floor, he pulls me into his arms, and begins to kiss me deeply. "Chet what are you doing?" I asked him softly, "we can't do this."
"Baby I've been wanting this since the first picture Patrick showed me three years ago! He picked me up as if he was carrying me across the threshold, laid me on the bed and proceeded to pull down my panties.
"Chet Wait!" I finally mustered up the will power to say. "How do you think that Patrick would feel about you fucking his mother?"
"Ms H, Patrick has been fucking my mother since freshman year!" He said as he started licking my twat.
"What?" I said as I raised up off of the bed, but his tongue sent me crashing back down. "Uhhhhhh!" I couldn't get a question out, and I was trying! A million things were going through my head, his parents were married, did his dad know?
How did Chet know? Did Patrick know that Chet knew? If I could concentrate enough to get over the shock and awe of the masterful head that I was getting, then I'd ask.
Damn! This white boy can eat some pussy! I could feel myself about to explode, then he gave me one last lick, and so I thought that now I'd get some of that delicious looking cock, but instead, he reached down, took my feet, he then took my house wedgies off and began to suck my toes while he played with my clit, I immediately orgasmed!
"I've been wanting to put these pretty toes in my mouth since yesterday!" He admitted. My mind was going a mile a minute! I needed some dick in my aching pussy, but the shit he was doing to me was just as good!