Gender: Male Age: 23 Location: INDIA
|Introduction: Mom's affair with her Boss caught by me|
I thought I'd do something special for my mom on Mother's Day, and surprise at her work with lunch from her favorite restaurant. She prefers to eat alone during that time so I knew she would enjoy the surprise from her son.
But as I parked in the lot of her office, I coincidently saw my mother as she was leaving the building with her boss. Seeing them walking together to his car was a sight which would capture anyone's attention; a petite, professionally dressed, middle aged white woman with a large black man as they headed off together. He must have been a foot taller than her and at least a hundred pounds heavier.
My mother looked particularly good today. Her make up was done extra nicely and she wore a classier than usual outfit as if today was some sort of special occasion. Physically speaking, she has a fairly fit body for her small 5'3 frame. Her hair was done up nicely as well; she has long wavy brown hair which she parts down the middle. I've always thought of my mom was an attractive lady. At 47 years old, I've seen her turn as many heads as women half her age, even despite the slight wrinkles and signs of aging which were starting to show on her face.
Even though he was her boss, I couldn't figure out why they would be going out somewhere together. It just felt too strange. There was no way they were 'together' in that sense- could they be? There was only one way to be sure.
MOM IS BEING BLACKMAILED
I followed them as they got in his car and left. Horrible thoughts swirled through my mind as I drove. Were they just friends? If so, fine, whatever. But was she cheating on my dad with him? That I couldn't live with. The thought of my mom having an affair with him was turning my stomach into knots.
I had about a good 5 minutes to think about all of this before they pulled into the driveway of a nearby motel, and I immediately felt sick as I parked on the opposite side of the lot.
How could she do this to our family? How could she risk everything over sex with this guy who I'm sure doesn't give a shit about her. It was particularly surprising because I had always regarded my mother as being a very conservative family oriented person. She always kept her body covered, even on hot days. She always greeted people with a warm smile and always taught me to do the right thing. Now here she was at a motel...
They got out of his car and walked up the stairs to a room he rented as he took out the key from his pocket. It was an interesting sight regardless of how I felt about the situation; a soccer mom and a large black guy discreetly walking to a motel room in broad day light. My elegant and classy mom suddenly looked like a thousand dollar escort in my eyes. Yet, her face was still very serious while he appeared to be excited about the whole thing. It was almost as if she didn't want to do it, but had to. I had the urge to jump out and stop but the whole thing, but I couldn't bring myself to do so for whatever reason. Instead of driving away, I decided to check it out. As they entered their room and closed the door, I got out of my car and approached their room. I didn't have a plan or anything, I just needed to get close, to at least hear something. I had to be sure she was cheating with him even though the proof was already there.
I walked quietly in front of their room and it looked like I was in luck; there was a small opening in the curtains where it looked like I might be able to catch a glimpse of whatever it was they were planning on doing. And since it was foggy outside, there wouldn't be a glare, and it would also be harder for them to see me from the inside.
I bent down and spied on them through the opening and I saw what was to be the beginning of my worst fear coming true- I saw him naked from behind. He was completely nude facing the mirror, and doing what appeared to be stroking his penis to get it hard. My mom wasn't in sight for a moment, that was, until she opened the bathroom door and came out. She was still fully dressed and it looked like she was in a pretty bad mood. A brief feeling of relief came over me as I thought she might have changed her mind about this whole thing. Maybe this was supposed to be their first time together and she was having second thoughts?
But that didn't seem to be the case as she walked over to the bed and started unbuckling her belt which caused my stomach to sink. If that wasn't enough, seeing her boss walk behind her and reveal his penis in my directing did. That thing was huge. It looked like he had been rubbing a lubricant on it which was why he was stroking it a moment ago. Easily that thing must have been around 9 inches, and it wasn't even fully erect yet. How the hell were they even going to have sex? My mom was only 5'3 and weighed around 110 pounds. But there was no point in wondering anymore, I was soon about to find out.
My mother pulled her pants and panties down revealing her large dark bush, which marked the first time I had ever seen her private area. I've always been turned on by the sight of a woman's pubic hairs, and hers was no exception. The muscles on her thighs also got my attention as she kept herself in shape by doing long distance running and going to the gym. She then bent over the bed with a look on her face saying 'let's get this over with'.
It was clear at this point that they weren't going to be using a condom. He got behind and had to use both of his hands to spread her vagina open wide enough so that he could insert himself inside of her. He said something to her to which she reached back and spread herself open for him, and then he guided his cock towards her vagina. It took a few seconds for him to even get his head inside before he could begin to penetrate her. I could see her letting out a gasp each time he thrusted. He placed his hands around her waist and really started to push himself in. It was painfully obvious that this cock had no business being inside her.
The contrast that was as equally as obvious as their skin color, was the look on their faces. He was looking down at her like she was just a white piece of ass for him, enjoying the face that he was ruining her both sexually and emotionally. My mother, on the other hand, had a different look; she was in agony the entire time.
He started going faster and faster, but this time moving his cock out further and then pushing it all the way in. I was amazed by how far that giant cock of his could be rammed so far deep inside my mother's petite body. I could see her clinch her jaw from the pain and squeeze her eyes shut, causing all the lines on her face to show making her look older than she was. He started going harder to the point where she could no longer hold herself up and had to bury her face onto the bed in tears.
I could barely stand watching this happen to my mother. Yet at the same time, I found myself becoming incredibly aroused as well. The taboo was amazing; interracial sex was something I've always fantasized about, not to mention the fact that this was the first time I had ever seen my mother in any sort of sexual setting. I debated whether or not to keep watching, but I didn't have to make that decision as someone was walking up the stair case so I had to leave. I walked as casually as I could back to my car. As casual as I could given that my penis was now semi-erect and that my stomach was in knots.
My mind was in an absolute frenzy as I waited in my car and tried to think of what to do next. But it didn't take long for me to make my decision. As awful as all of this was, I had an unnatural and overwhelming urge to continue watching my mother get fucked by him for whatever reason. So I got out of the car and walked back to their room as quietly as I could and looked through the window again.
They were done having sex. My mother was still naked from the waist down, with her face on the bed, and her boss wasn't it sight. He then suddenly walked out of the bathroom while still in the nude. His penis was flaccid now, and it still looked huge as it hung straight down.
He walked over to my mom and tossed some tissue on the bed and got dressed. My mother finally sat up facing away from me and used the tissue to wipe the cum off of her vagina. The tissue didn't seem to be enough for all the sperm leaking from inside her body, so she used her feet to push her pants off and walked bare bottom to the bathroom while using one hand to hold the tissue on her vagina. He smiled and slapped her ass and laughed for a moment as she walked to the bathroom. She didn't respond.
I walked back to my car and waited for them to come out. He came out of the room looking like a man who had just gotten laid with his head held high. My mother, on the other hand, had a defeated look on her face. And that was the end of it as they both headed back to work.
***LATER AT HOME***
I was in a state of utter confusion. Why would she do this? What if dad found out? Should I try and talk to her? I loved my family too much for something like this to tear us apart. As I was sitting in my room trying to process this whole situation, I heard the garage door open. At this early in the afternoon, and given the days events, I figured it had to be my mom who came home early. Without thinking, I ran down the stairs to go see her.
"Hi mom," I said as casually as I could from the bottom of the staircase.
"Hey sweetie, I wasn't expecting to see you here at this time. Don't you have class at this hour?" she replied as she walked towards the kitchen. I noticed she was still walking as if she were in pain.
"I don't have afternoon class on Tuesdays and Thursdays in the afternoon. So why are you home so early? " I asked, already knowing the answer.
She looked stumped for a moment, "I've got a bad case of cramps, must have been something I ate. My boss noticed I wasn't looking so good and let me take the rest of the day off."
"Oh, well I hope you feel better. And I stopped by your work before lunch time to bring you something nice to eat, but you weren't there," I replied.
She then turned around and opened the refrigerator to pour herself a glass of juice, "Well thanks, and sorry I missed you. I went out to eat with a couple of friends from work. It was just us ladies, you know, for Mother's Day. But I really do appreciate the gesture."
As far as I knew, this was the first time my mother had ever lied to me about anything. She had always preached honesty and morality all her life, and here she was lying about an affair.
She quickly finished her drink and headed towards the stairs where I was standing and playfully pinched me on the cheek, "It was awful nice of you to do that for me. It's always a good feeling to be appreciated around here. Anyways, I need a shower and a quick nap. I'll see you before dinner time," she said as she walked up the stairs to her room.
Seeing her up close like that got me worked up again. Her usually neat hair was messed up from laying face down on the bed and getting pounded so hard. Her eyes looked like she had done a bit of crying as her mascara was a little smeared. She looked like she had been sweating as if she had just come from the gym. But what I found most arousing was that she had a faint smell of cum on her body as she walked by me. Her new black lover must have really filled her up with his sperm for her to still have that odor. And judging by his size and how much tissue she needed to wipe herself with, I'm sure there's still plenty of cum inside her.
***GIVING IN TO MY NEW FEELINGS***
I went back to my room and closed the door. At this point, I was extremely aroused and was hard as a rock thinking about what had just happened and what I saw earlier today. Could I really do it? Could I really pleasure myself thinking about my own mother? A part of me wanted to just take a cold shower and pretend this whole thing never happened. The other part of me said 'to hell with taboo', and start taking care of my now urgent sexual needs.
That's when I did it; I laid on my bed and pulled my cock out and started masturbating thinking about my mom. I thought about what a cheating whore she was going to a motel and letting her black boss use her as his sex object. I thought about the size of that guys cock and how much it had to struggle to fit inside her tiny pussy and fuck her insides. I thought about how her face looked when he was screwing her. Two hours ago, the look of pain she had on her face as she clenched her teeth and squeezed her eyes shut from being fucked was something that was difficult for me to watch; now it was something that drove me wild.
I heard the shower start to run in her bathroom and I began to fantasize about her body for the first time in my entire life. The image of his cum running through her dark pubic hair and down her thick legs and into the drain also fueled my raging hard on. She must still be aching down there by the way she was still walking in pain after having been with him.
I was close to cumming. What sent me over the edge to a massive orgasm was thinking about her being bent over the bed while her boss impaled her with his giant black cock causing her to cry in pain.
I laid there in bed for a few minutes with cum all over my stomach thinking about what I had just done. For the first time in my life, I had fantasized thinking about my very own mother; the woman who raised me and gave birth to me, the woman who I loved more than any other woman in the world. A sense of shame came over me as I realized what I just thought about. But I knew this wouldn't be the end of it. What I saw today was just too erotic to stop fantasizing about.
But at the same time, for the sake of our family, I had to make sure that this affair ended. I decided to go see her boss as soon as I could and convince him to end it since I didn't have the heart to talk to my mother about this. I knew where his office was since mom introduced me and dad to him during a tour she gave us of her work place. I spent the rest of that day figuring out how to approach him about the whole ordeal and how to tell him to strop screwing my mom. But in the mean time, before I went to bed that night, I couldn't resist jerking off thinking about her one more time.
***THE NEXT MORNING***
I woke up the next morning to find that my mom was staying home for the day. She said she was still feeling a little sick from yesterday and needed the extra rest. I noticed as well that she still looked like she was hurting down there when she walked. 'Perfect,' I thought to myself. It was the perfect opportunity to go see her boss and find out what was behind this whole thing and end it. So instead of going to class, I headed straight to her work.
I wasn't hard to find his office once I got there. And the closer I got to his office, the more nervous I became. I had no idea how any of this was going to play out, and that was the scariest part. But I had to do it, for the sake of our family.
He let me in as soon as I knocked on the door.
"Hey there, I remember you," he said in a friendly manner as he shook my hand. "So what brings you here today?"
"Thanks for your time. I'll get straight to the point, I'm here about my mom," I replied.
"Oh, that's right, she called in sick today. I hope she's doing okay".
I cleared my throat and took a deep breath before saying what I needed to say. "It's not that, well it sort of is. Look, what I mean to say is, I saw you and my mom at the motel yesterday, and I'm here to ask you to stop."
I at least expected him to look surprised, but he stood there with a straight face and stayed silent for a moment. "Why should I?" he asked.
His response and cold demeanor caught me off guard. "Because she's my mother, and she's married. If my father ever found out about this, our family would be over."
"Well he won't find out," he replied. "Trust me, we're both very careful. No one knows about this, well, except for you now."
"Fine, I'll go to your superiors and tell them. And judging by those family pictures over there, I'm sure your wife would love to hear about this as well."
"I highly doubt the people who run this company will believe you since your mom will just say whatever I want her to say. And she's really in no position to say otherwise to our private little meetings. She doesn't want to either. Let's just say we have an agreement about this. You'll just be embarrassing yourself and your mother."
The bastard was right, I had no real way of stopping him outside of telling my mother, and I didn't want to ruin our relationship by bringing that up. "What agreement are you talking about?" I asked him.
"You see, upper management has ordered lay offs. And since your mother has been here for nearly 15 years, she gets paid a generous salary making her high on the list of people I need to get rid off since we can just get someone younger to do the same job...."
"So you're making her have sex with you in exchange for her job?" I asked, cutting him off.
"Call it what you want, but it's not that simple in my view," he relied. "She saw the writings on the wall and she knew what was coming. So she came to my office crying about how she really loves this job and is saving up for retirement and this and that. I mean she really started sobbing. She went on about how she wouldn't be able to find another job because of her age, and well; you get the idea of what happened next..."
At this point I found myself transfixed on his every word. I was no longer angry, but curious. It was obvious what he had implied happened, but I needed details for my own personal reasons.
"Tell me what happened," I asked him immediately.
"Well if you really want to know, I came over to console her, right where we're standing now, and she started kissing me and rubbing my pants. She asked me if this would help with her job, I told her it might, so she got on her knees, unzipped my pants and started sucking me off like the good little whore she is."
Hearing him describe that moment the way that he did sent a small shiver through my body. I suddenly felt the same rare emotion of utter disgust mixed with a strong sense of sexual arousal that I had experienced yesterday watching them at the motel.
"So why are you still seeing her?" I asked, continuing our conversation.
"Because we agreed that she would take care of me a while longer so that I wouldn't lay her off. Twenty more times is the number I gave her, and she thought it was fair. And if she didn't, and wanted to go crying to anyone about it to anyone, I'd make sure her husband finds out about that little blowjob she gave me. If not that and it goes to our superiors, then it's her word versus mine, and I'm a much better liar than she is- and she knows it."
A wave of emotions came over me hearing this. I just couldn't believe my mom would ever stoop this low. And even worse, I couldn't believe she was being blackmailed by this guy for sex. And it looked like they weren't about to end it anytime soon since her job was on the line.
I found myself still being curious about all of this and feeling the same intensely erotic feelings I had felt yesterday.
"So how many times...you know?" I asked
"That afternoon in the motel was the first time. So we'll definitely be seeing more of each other. But don't worry, she's in good hands," he said with a smirk at the end.
"And what about protection? I can't imagine someone like my mother taking such risks."
"Well, well, well..." he said. "You peeped inside didn't you? You wouldn't have known that we didn't use a condom otherwise. And if you must know, her tubes are tied, have been for years, and she made sure we both got tested beforehand."
"I was just checking up on her, making sure you weren't hurting her..." he cut me off before I could finish that thought.
"Bullshit," he said. "If you were checking on her, you would have stopped the whole thing from happening instead of peeping in on your mother like a little pervert. But I think I get it now. You enjoyed watching didn't you? No wonder you're starting to look tense. You've got a thing for your own mother don't you?"
He got me. I didn't know how to reply because it was true and I couldn't deny it. He was right about the motel as well, I could have at least tried to stop them but I didn't.
"So tell me..." he continued. "What exactly made you want to watch us fuck? Have you always had a thing for your mother? Or did you just want to see what a giant black cock fucking a tiny white soccer mom would look like?"
"Both I guess," I reluctantly admitted.
"Shit, I like what I'm hearing," he said. "Frankly, I think it's hot as hell. I've always had a soft spot for mother/son incest as a fantasy, but actually having a son watching me fuck the shit out of his demure little mother- now that would make my day."
"So what now?" I asked, wondering the point of all this.
"I'll tell you what, if you're interested in watching again, I'll cut your mom some slack. We could work something out- a time and place for you to be, and you can watch the whole thing. If you do that, I'll agree to see your mom maybe only 10 times and both of you can both go back to your normal lives. We all get what we want out of this."
The idea of making this kind of a deal with my mom's boss was wrong- no doubt about it. But at the same time, I couldn't resist either. Especially from all the emotions I felt the day before. So I agreed to his proposal which was sealed with a hand shake.
He gave me his business card and told me to email him and that he would reply with what to do next. And even though I agreed to his deviant request, I still spent the rest of that afternoon struggling with whether I should do it or not. But the more I thought about it, the more excited I became, even though I knew how terrible his proposition was. But in the end, we would all get what we want; mom keeps the job she loves and doesn't have to see him as many times, he still gets to fuck her, and most importantly, I get to watch them up close.
***LATER THAT DAY***
I emailed him that evening, which made family dinner afterwards a bit more interesting for me, knowing mom's sexual secrets and that I would soon being seeing her in person again. I couldn't help but stare at her mouth as she ate. Knowing that she sucked a huge black cock with the same lips she uses to greet friends and family, all for the sake of her job, suddenly became a major turn on. The more I thought about it, the less guilty I felt about watching.
It didn't take long for him to reply that night. He sent me the address and room number of the hotel he planned on screwing her in, and told me to meet him there at 11am tomorrow. The plan was for them to have sex while I hid in the closet and watched through a small opening. I got hard thinking about this whole situation, and I got even harder when he said that he emailed my mother as well, telling her to dress extra nice for him.
***THE FOLLOWING MORNING***
I woke up extra early to see my mom before she headed off to work- and she didn't disappoint. My mother is someone who always dresses very professionally and takes great care of herself, but today, she looked much more elegant than usual, even more so than the last time she got fucked by him. She wore a matching black pant suit with thin white stripes, a white color silk blouse underneath, and a pair of black boots. She also wore a little more make up than usual and dressed her hair more elegantly than it's usual wavy style. Before she left, I gave her a compliment on her looks which made her blush in appreciation. She gave me the usual kiss goodbye and told me to be good.
If she only knew...
I showed up at the hotel room at 11am exactly. I was nervous the entire time; scared of what I was doing, scared I might get caught by my mom, and scared my mom might get caught by my dad. Either way, I had to watch.
We passed the time talking about my mom. He told me how beautiful he thinks she is and that she was his first white woman. He also asked me what she was like at home and other personal things about her. He loved it when I told her about how sore she looked and how she smelled like cum the day she came back home after they had sex in the motel. As our conversation became more casual, I finally built up the courage to ask him the awkward question of how big he is- to which he proudly replied, "10 inches."
Suddenly, at around 12, he received a text message from my mom tell him that she had arrived. He immediately had me hid in the large closet, leaving a small enough opening so that I would be able to have a clear view of them fucking on the bed, but at the same time, not be seen. I waited nervously inside for about 5 minutes until he finally brought her into the room from the lobby.
"I'm surprised you bothered getting such a nice room this time. Especially since we won't be here very long," I heard my mom say as they entered.
"Like I said in the email last night, I want this to be special. We'll definitely be having a lot of fun. Besides, the motel walls are too thin for what I'm about to do to that married white pussy of yours- we wouldn't want the people next door complaining to the management."
"Let's just get this over with, we have to get back to the office soon," she said, sounding disgusted at his racial remark.
"I don't think you'll be headed back to work after this; if you couldn't make it back last time, you sure as hell won't this time. Now get undressed...right over there".
She walked over by the chair near the bed and I was able to see her for the first time. She looked beautiful and elegant. I started becoming erect as she casually took of her jacket and pants while still facing away from me, and like the classy lady she is, folded them neatly on the chair followed by her blouse. Her body was terrific. I got excited seeing her large round ass and those beautiful muscular thighs of hers again.
Then in one swift motion, she quickly unsnapped her bra and slipped off her panties and placed them on top of her clothes. 'Incredible' was the only thing that came to mind as my mother was now completely in the nude. To think, I lived with this woman for 23 years and never realized her beauty in this way or even caught a glimpse of that gorgeous body of hers. Her ass looked pale compared to the rest of her body. And when she turned to face him, I saw the side of her breast for the first time, which was also pale in color. She appeared to be a b cup, and her breasts sagged quite a bit for her age. What I really loved about her breasts was her giant nipples. Her nipples were brown and thick; it looked like they stuck out for almost half an inch.
He walked up to her, now completely nude himself, "Very nice. It's a shame you've been covering your body up for all these years, you definitely look good."
He started groping her breasts and pinching her nipples. "Your husband must love these large nipples of yours," he said as he bent down to start sucking her tits.
She bent her head back in pleasure and replied, "Yes...he does."
After he finished, he stood up straight and they looked each other in the eyes for a moment before sharing a kiss. It wasn't just a regular kiss on the lips either, it was a passionate kiss where their hands were all over each others bodies. I could even hear their tongues slopping around in each others mouths. I couldn't believe my mother was embracing him like this as her hands and wedding ring were all over his body.
He suddenly broke off the kiss and used his strength to push her to sit on the bed. She knew what she had to do; she knew he wanted a blowjob. She immediately started rubbing his incredibly large penis with both hands and started stroking it.
"Now start sucking you little white bitch, if you know what's good for you," he said.
It hurt deep down for me to hear that being said to my mother. But watching her prepare take his black cock inside her mouth suddenly changed all that. She lifted it up with her small fingers and guided it towards her mouth before wrapping her lips tightly around the head of his penis. It looked like she had some trouble even putting it in her mouth as she really had to open her jaw as wide as she could to accommodate his size. Her lips were stretched to it's limit as she was taking his shaft inside her (I could only imagine what her vagina looked like during sex). She then shut her eyes in humiliation before slowly moving her head back and forth. The vacuum like suction of her mouth looked incredibly tight as her face seemed to cave in around his cock. In fact, I could even see the shape of his hard penis through my mom's now gaunt face as she sucked him.
It was a surreal sight watching his large dark penis grow inside my mother's delicate mouth as she was orally pleasing him. It was surreal watching her pretty white face buried in the middle of his dark body. She looked like she was trying to do the best she could for him as she continued bobbing her head at a much faster pace while maintaining that tight grip with her mouth. He was clearly enjoying himself as he was rubbing his hands through her hair, looking down at her as if she was his newfound prized possession- which she obviously was.
A few minutes later, he pushed her head off his cock leaving a trail of her saliva from her mouth to his penis, which she wiped off with her hands.
"You sure love blowjobs don't you?" he asked. "Who would have thought?"
"I don't actually. I rarely do it at home. But if it helps with my career, then so be it."
"That's what I like to hear. Now turn around, get on all fours"
I got my first clear look at my mom's full frontal nude body as she stood up to turn and face the bed. She looked so sexy. Her pubic hairs looked trimmed, and it looked like she had a bikini tan line with her private areas being much whiter than the rest of her body. But what really got my attention was how sexy I thought her sagging breasts were along with those huge nipples of hers. No wonder she always covered up, she didn't want those things poking through all the time.
She bent down over the bed to get in the same position she was in the other day, letting her breasts hang down freely. But this time, she had a different look on her face. This time, she had a look of calmness rather than disgust, as if she accepted her fate of being this black man's whore and knowing that she would soon be impaled by his 10 inch hard on. That look she had didn't remain long as he started to put his giant cock inside of her small vaginal opening. She looked like she was in a lot of pain as she started to clench her teeth and squeeze the blanket as he entered her body.
They started fucking like they did last time. The same sadistic look of pleasure on his face, and the same look of agony on hers. I finally took out my own hard cock and started stroking it to the sight of my mom's breasts waving back and forth as he brutally fucked her. The sound alone of what they were doing could have brought me to an orgasm; the wet sound of them fucking, along with hearing my mom whimpering like a small puppy with that giant cock in her.
Signs of perspiration appeared on each of their faces. That's when he pulled his cock out of her causing her to fall to the bed.
"Turn around, lay on your back. I want to see your face as I fuck you," he said.
I kept stroking as I once again got a clear view of my mom's nude body as she stood up for a moment so she could turn to lay on her back. She spread her legs wide open and held them in the air as he pushed his huge cock back inside her causing her to tense up again in pain. He started really fucking her this time with deeper and faster thrusts. It was to the point where my mother was doing everything she could to keep herself from screaming as tears started rolling down her face. To top it all off, her average sized breasts kept violently rocking back and forth from the fucking she had to endure.
He continued fucking her in this position until I saw her body stiffen and her eyes roll back- she was having an orgasm. A steady stream of liquid started squirting as she bent her head back, squeezed her eyes shut, and let out a soft scream. Her cum was streaming out of her vagina as if she was urinating, and then her body suddenly went completely limp. He came inside of her a moment after letting out a long moan causing him to arch his back twice for two long period, before collapsing right on top of her.
They were both breathing heavily and continued kissing each other softly on the lips. He then rolled off her revealing both of their naked bodies covered in sweat as they laid there silently for a long time, enjoying the moment.
"That was the first time I've ever squirted... incredible," she said with her eyes still closed.
"You see, maybe this wasn't such a bad thing after all. We both have incredible sex together, I'll make sure you keep your job, and no one will ever know. You can go back to being the perfect white house wife after this."
"I suppose. But I still feel horrible doing this, even if it's to save my career. It's the first time I've ever done anything with another man in over 20 years of marriage. I still can't believe I'm cheating on my husband, I never thought it would ever happen."
He had a look on his face as if he loved hearing that from her, "Like I said, it's not like your husband or son would ever know. Besides, even if they did find out, I'm sure they'd appreciate the kind of sacrifice you're making for the family, you know, being a complete slut to save your job" he said with a snicker.
She sat up on the side of the bed and bent down, putting her face in her hands as if she wanted to cry. "You can be a real ass sometimes" she said, as she got up to leave.
"Where do you think you're going?" he asked.
"To the bathroom to get cleaned up, I'm leaving now."
"Not after you clean me up first. Like I said, I paid a lot of money for this room, and I expect to get my money's worth from you. Now clean me up- mouth only."
He grabbed her arm and pulled her down between his legs to have her suck his cock again. She held it and stared at his massive black cock filled with both of their bodily fluids for a moment, before putting it in her mouth and started sucking on it. I felt bad for her knowing how disgusted and degraded she must have felt at that moment. But at the same time, I was so turned on by what I was seeing that I finally couldn't hold back any longer and stroked myself to the point of orgasm.
I continued to watch in awe as my mother bobbed her head a few more times before taking it out of her mouth to lick the rest of the cum off of his giant shaft.
"Happy now?" she said with sarcasm.
"Of course I am. I got what I wanted didn't I?"
My mom rolled her eyes to his comment as she got up to go the bathroom. She walked right past me not knowing that her son just witnessed this entire event. I couldn't help but think how terrible she looked compared to when she first came in. Her previously neat hair was a mess, and her once elegant face now covered with smeared make up and sweat. She had traces of cum all around her mouth and pubic hairs, as well as cum running down her legs.
She washed herself in the bathroom for a few minutes before coming out to get dressed. As she came back into the room, he got up and reached over to grab her panties, and then laid back down on the bed while still in the nude.
"I'm keeping these as a souvenir" he said twirling her panties around with his finger.
"Whatever, just make sure your wife doesn't find them." She looked upset as she was putting on her bra, but didn't say anything.
He got out of bed and hugged her from behind as she was still getting dressed, "I hope you're not mad at me. Sometimes I get carried away with how I talk during sex, but it's only because I really like you. And I always have in all these years of knowing you. Now give me a kiss before you go."
It looked like she had forgiven him as she turned around so that they could passionately kiss one last time this afternoon. Their hands were all over each other once again and she clearly enjoyed it despite how he treated her just moments earlier. Afterwards, he sat on the couch to watch her finish getting dressed as she was about to leave.
"Give your husband and son a kiss for me when you get home."
"Very funny," she said as she briskly walked out of the room.
He walked over to me and opened the closet door after she was gone.
"I see you enjoyed the show," he said, looking down at the large cum stain I left.
"I did," I told him as I walked over to sit on the couch he had just been sitting on to relieve the pain of standing for so long. "But a lot of that stuff was over the top though. I wasn't expecting anything that degrading happen to her."
"Relax kid. Hell, you saw her when she came; I mean look at those stains over there. She loved every second of it no matter what you might think. Like I said yesterday, we're all getting what we want out of this deal."
He tossed my mom's panties on top of me, "Here, something to remember this by..."
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