The conversation with Emile had gone better than expected. Kami had decided it would be best to just come clean and be honest about everything, rather than try and hide anything. It's not like her son didn't get a first hand look at exactly what had been going on between his mother and his former classmate.
It all could have been so easily avoided, too. Emile had texted her that he was coming back early after his friend had come down with an illness. He had sent multiple texts, actually, but she was busy on her knees, worshiping Jerrel's massive, black cock. She would give anything to go back and just read those texts when her phone had lit up with a notification, but there was nothing she could do now.
After Jerrel left, Kami took a shower, cleaning herself off and thinking through just how to approach this whole thing. She dried herself, tossed her ginger hair into a towel and knocked at Emile's door.
"Hey....." she said, sad and mortified all at once. The two sat and talked for a few hours. They had always had a very close relationship, being the only members of their immediate family, but Kami had really broken the boy's trust. She explained how things got a little out of hand at the photo shoot (deciding not to mention just how much footage Jerrel had of her going wild for him) and that they had chatted about it after and decided to try going on a date. She explained that things went well and she had a great time, and what Emile saw was the cap to their evening. There was nothing more serious than that, and that they had only seen each other twice.
Kami understood how embarrassing it was for the boy's mother to be sleeping with someone his age, an old friend no-less, but he also admitted they were all adults and if it really made his mother happy, it would help him understand it better.
Emile was embarrassed, but it's not like he would have to go to school the next day and take teasing from his classmates. No one knew about Jerrel and his mother, aside from the three of them, and that made things a little easier to swallow.
What Emile didn't share with his mom was just how long he had seen them going for. Kami had assumed he saw them kissing and maybe Jerrel's hands exploring his mom's big butt. But in reality, the boy had heard her moans the second he walked into the door. He slowly made his way up the stairs and watched in stunned silence as his mom rode his old friend's black cock hard and fast. He heard her call him daddy, and his "black cock addict" and the begging for him to cum inside her. He watched her big, doughy ass bounce and smack and clap against his hips and against his hands as he tugged and spanked at her butt and he had watched his mother get filled up with rope after rope of cum, even seeing it ooze from her as she climbed off Jerrel in surprise.
He certainly hadn't processed everything yet - but what he did know for sure was that there was a part of him, maybe even a big part of him, that was completely turned on by it all.
Emile had been teased about his mom's looks for as long as he and his classmates had become interested in sex and he had heard everything in the book about what his friends, classmates and rivals wanted to do to his mother. He understood why, his mom was a MILF. He wasn't blind to her looks, her curves, and her bubbly personality. He had accepted that long ago, and somewhere along the line he had grown turned on by the idea of everyone wanting his mother. He had even started to fantasize about it.
And as he stood in the doorway, watching his mom, feeling his own lust rise, and his small, pink cock grow in his shorts, it all made more sense than he had expected it to.
Emile's own sexuality was something he was still exploring. He liked girls, to a certain extent, but had never really done well with them. The boy was short. Standing only an inch or so taller than his 5'5" mother, and he wasn't exactly masculine. His soft, fluffy blonde hair and pale, almost pink -near hairless- skin, didn't help with that much either. He had also gotten his mother's small, girly frame and wide, rounded hips. He even carried a bubbly, athletic butt that had some bounce to it. Though, nothing close to his mother's rear.
He was cute too, very cute. High cheekbones and a soft, slightly curved jawline. His girl friends had been jealous of his skin and his eyes and had teased him about being able to pass as a pretty girl, if he ever wanted to. It had bothered Emile for a while, but he soon grew to love himself, and as he explored more of his sexuality, learned how much he enjoyed sleeping with men, and how well he could do with them.
In fact, Emile wasn't going off to visit his friend Thad for the weekend. He was meeting up with a professor from his university that he had developed quite the relationship with. Having to cancel the weekend romp due to his illness.
Coming home to find his mother riding Jerrel's cock was the ending to just a less than ideal weekend, at least he thought at first, but as more time passed, the more he loved thinking back to the bedroom fun he had witnessed.
The next day, Kami and Emile were both quiet. Not really sure how things were going to proceed, both being a little embarrassed and ashamed. But Emile quietly fantasized and thought back to all that he had seen.
During their conversations, Emile had been surprisingly open to the idea of his mother dating Jerrel. And to Kami's excitement, she didn't feel the need to end things with her young lover on her son's behalf. She appreciated that greatly, and wasn't going to waste time letting Jerrel know how things had gone.
She texted him, letting him know she and Emile had talked and that things were okay. She also apologized profusely for having let this happen and promising to make it up to him.
"Hah - well, my birthday is coming up, and I got a few ideas on how you could maybe do that...." Jerrel texted back.
As awful as the night had ended, things were going well for Kami and she felt like she had dodged a bullet!. Her son didn't seem to mind what she did in her social life - though she promised they would be much more discreet in the future - and Jerrel wasn't bothered by what had happened at all.
"Ohhh? And what does the birthday boy want? ;)" Kami texted him back.
"I got some toy's I want to play with.." He shot back soon after, with a link to a bundle of butt plugs, ranging in size and color.
The woman melted, absolutely loving the fact that he was bold enough to ask for such a gift. And she was more than eager to oblige.
"Such a naughty one you are....but like I said, Daddy gets what he wants <3" she responded, feeling her own lust rising.
The two had decided on a date, the following weekend when Emile would be making his makeup visit down-state, and they would truly have the home to themselves.
Kami had had plenty of experience with anal sex. Unsurprisingly, almost every man she had dated or been with was obsessed with her ass, and many of them had had their way with it, but it had been awhile, and none of them were packing something of Jerrel's size.
She spent the day of their meetup prepping herself and planning a few special surprises for Jerrel. She heard the knock at her door and scurried over to answer with some excitement.
He had had a few other requests for her to make his birthday special. He wanted her in black yoga pants and a matching black spaghetti strap tank top. She was happy to dress up for him however he wanted, and an outfit that easy made it all the better.
She made sure to wear the smallest, most revealing tank top she had. Her tits were smashed inside, no bra needed, and almost half of her bust was pouring out. Her ass wobbled behind her in the tight leggings and she had tied her hair up into a comfortable ponytail to match the casual outfit.
"Happy Birthday!" she said with a big smile, letting him inside as the two shared a sweet kiss.
"God damn....you look good....." Jerrel spoke back, taking her by the arm and giving her a little twirl to show off her entire body.
"Mmmm...I'm glad you like it...." she grinned, moving in and wrapping him up into a hug, gazing up at him as she spoke, his hands wrapping around her, almost instinctively taking a handful of ass from her behind.
"I do, I do....." he smirked again. "Emile's gone, right?" He teased her.
"Yes! He is gone for sure, he texted me when he got there and we won't be having anything unexpected tonight!" she giggled back.
"You sure about that?" he teased again, squeezing her butt hard as he spoke, the two giggling again before leaning in for another kiss, making out right there in the doorway. Things were already starting to get heated, hands moving up and down each other, before Kami reluctantly pulled away to slow things down.
