Karen had been watching her son Marcus all summer. The boy was 22 now, tall and thick with muscle, his skin a deep dark brown that made her pale white body look even whiter whenever they brushed against each other. She knew it was wrong. He was her son. But every time he walked around the house in those loose shorts, his heavy black cock swinging and outlined, her pussy got slick and her mind went straight to filth.
One humid Friday night the house was empty except for the two of them. Karen wore a thin white tank top with no bra and a pair of tiny cotton shorts that barely covered her ass. She found Marcus in the living room, sprawled on the couch, phone in hand. His shorts were riding up, and she could see the fat head of his cock peeking out.
Marcus, she said, voice low and rough, youve been walking around here like you want your mom to notice that big black dick.
He looked up, eyes dark. Maybe I do, Mom. You been staring long enough.
Karen didnt hesitate. She crossed the room, dropped to her knees between his spread thighs, and yanked his shorts down. His cock sprang freelong, thick, veined, and already half-hard. She wrapped both pale hands around the shaft and started stroking.
Fuck, its so much bigger than your dads, she muttered, leaning in to drag her tongue from his heavy balls up to the leaking tip. Ive been thinking about sucking my own sons black cock every night.
Marcus groaned and grabbed her blonde hair. Then suck it, Mom. Suck your black sons dick like the dirty white slut you are.
She opened wide and took him in. Her lips stretched around the thick head, saliva dripping down his shaft as she forced more into her throat. She gagged but didnt stop, bobbing her head fast, one hand squeezing his balls while the other rubbed her soaked pussy through her shorts.
Marcus pulled her off after a minute, stood up, and ripped her tank top down. Her heavy white tits spilled out, nipples hard. He pushed her onto the couch, yanked her shorts off, and spread her legs wide. Her shaved pink pussy was dripping.
Look at that white mom cunt, he said, rubbing the fat head of his cock up and down her slit. So wet for her own sons black dick.
He pushed in hard. Karen cried out as he stretched her open, inch after thick inch sinking into her until his balls pressed against her ass. She had never been filled like that.
Fuck me, she begged. Fuck your white mom with that big black cock. Pound me like you own this pussy.
Marcus started thrusting, deep and rough. The couch creaked under them. Karens tits bounced with every slam. She reached down to rub her clit, moaning filthy things.
Harder, baby. Give Mommy every inch. I want to feel that black cock in my stomach.
He flipped her onto her hands and knees and drove back in, gripping her hips and pounding her from behind. The wet sounds of his cock slamming into her soaked cunt filled the room. Karen pushed back, meeting every thrust.
Gonna cum in you, Mom, he growled. Gonna fill my own mothers white pussy with black cum.
Do it, she gasped. Breed me. Fill your mom up.
Marcus buried himself to the hilt and came hard, pulsing thick ropes deep inside her. Karen came with him, pussy clenching and squirting around his cock, her whole body shaking.
They stayed locked together, breathing heavy, his cum already leaking out around his still-hard shaft.
Marcus pulled out slowly, then pushed two fingers into her messy cunt and fed the cum back to her. Karen sucked his fingers clean.
Round two in the shower, she said, already standing and pulling him by the cock. Mommys not done with her black sons dick tonight.
They fucked twice more before morningonce against the shower wall, once with her riding him on the bed, her pale tits bouncing while she told him exactly how long shed wanted his cock. By sunrise Karen was sore, leaking cum, and already planning the next time she would spread her legs for her own son.
