The door slammed shut and there she was, my mom, heels clicking across the hardwood like she owned the night. Her dress was tight, black, barely covering her ass, and she had this tall, muscular black guy right behind her. Tyrone, she called him. I was sitting on the couch, trying to play it cool, but my dick was already twitching in my pants.
"Look at this, baby," she said to me, her voice low and filthy. "Mommy brought home some real cock tonight. Get your ass over here and watch what a black man does to your mother."
Tyrone didn't waste time. He grabbed her by the hips, spun her around, and yanked that dress up over her waist. No panties. Her pussy was already wet, glistening. He unzipped and pulled out the thickest, longest black cock I'd ever seen, veins bulging, head fat and shiny. It had to be ten inches, easy, way bigger than mine.
Mom dropped to her knees right there in the living room. "Watch, son," she said, looking straight at me. "Watch Mommy suck this black dick." She opened wide and took him in, lips stretching around that dark shaft. She gagged but kept going, spit dripping down her chin, slurping loud and nasty. Tyrone groaned and held her head, fucking her face slow and deep.
My hands were shaking. I couldn't look away. Mom pulled off for a second, strings of spit connecting her mouth to his cock. "You like seeing your mom be a slut for black cock, don't you? Say it."
"Yeah," I muttered, voice cracking. "Fuck, yeah."
She laughed, dirty and satisfied, then stood up and bent over the arm of the couch, ass up. "Come fuck me, Tyrone. Show my boy how a real man owns this pussy."
He lined up and slammed in. Mom screamed, half pain, half pleasure, as that massive black cock stretched her open. Her tits bounced with every thrust. He pounded her hard, balls slapping, the wet sounds filling the room. Mom kept talking the whole time.
"That's it, stretch Mommy's cunt. My son can't do this. He's just gonna sit there and watch while you wreck me."
I pulled my own dick out and started stroking, slow at first, then faster. Tyrone grabbed her hair and yanked her head back. "Tell him whose pussy this is now."
"Yours," she moaned. "Black cock owns it. My son gets to watch and nothing else."
He flipped her onto her back on the couch, legs spread wide, and drove back in. Mom's eyes rolled as he bottomed out. She reached down and rubbed her clit while he fucked her, juices running down her ass. Every time he pulled out I saw how her pussy clung to that thick black shaft, then he rammed back in and she cried out again.
"Come closer, son," she panted. "Get right up here so you can see it going in."
I moved to the end of the couch, inches away. The smell of sex was thick. Tyrone's cock glistened with her cream, sliding in and out, stretching her lips wide. Mom looked at me, eyes glassy with lust.
"Stroke that little dick while he fucks me. This is what you get for being my cuck son."
Tyrone sped up, grunting, slamming into her so hard the couch shook. Mom came first, shaking and squirting around his cock, screaming his name. He didn't stop. He kept pounding until he buried himself deep and unloaded, pumping thick ropes of cum inside her. When he pulled out, it spilled out of her stretched hole, creamy and white against her pink pussy.
Mom reached down, scooped some up with her fingers, and licked them clean while staring at me. "Taste it," she ordered. I leaned in and sucked her fingers, tasting his cum mixed with her juice. My own orgasm hit hard, shooting across the floor while they both watched.
Tyrone wasn't done. He flipped her again and took her from behind once more, slower this time, making her moan and beg.
Mom kept her eyes on me the whole time, smiling that filthy smile.
"Next time," she whispered between thrusts, "you'll clean it with your tongue while it's still inside me."
I nodded, already hard again, knowing this was only the beginning.
