Incest/Taboo Young Studs for Carol

"You love it, child, don't you?" He tells her, excitedly. "How d'you feel with your daddy's big hands around your little perky titties?"

This is too much! It's the first time I hear someone say that mom's tits are little.

Ha ha ha ha!!! The two blacks break into loud laughters.

John wants to demonstrate that my mom has been fully tamed by him; that the former arrogant housewife has been transformed by him into his private sex doll, for his only use and abuse.

Now, in front of everybody, he rubs her bare boobs, handling them roughly and vigorously, even slapping them repeatedly, teasing and tweaking the nipples between fingers and thumbs, tugging at them, till she squeals out in pleasure.

I am staring in amazement at my manipulated mom, at her squirms and moans. I am really happy to see her helpless in the hands of this young hunk, who owns his much older prey and can submit her to him, without inhibitions.

I'm happy, and my cock too! And ready to explode.

Nick approaches the couple. Fully naked, he grabs mom around her waist and pulls her to him, disengaging her from John's embrace.

"I can't wait!" he yells, now. "This little old thing deserves some young meat!" And mom is transferred from John's embrace into Nick's sinewy arms: a small, white, clean body, fully cradled like a baby by a huge, hard, dominant black stud.

"I can open you like a fig, little chick!" Nick exclaims, and stifles her feeble moans with a deep kiss on her mouth.

"Let's go outside!" he says, raising his lips from hers. "Let's have a pool game, little mommy Carol! I love to feel your wet, smooth skin against mine, when I fuck you on my dong!"

"And I'll follow you!" Tom's voice echoes in the room.

Nick has put mom on his shoulder and, with playful smacks on her butt, he walks to the door.

"Don't worry, boy," he says to me, before getting out. "Mom is in good hands. I'll take good care of her pussy!" And, turning his head to her ass, he plants a little bite and a loud kiss on one of her soft round buns.

She giggles girlishly, kicking her legs in the air.

No doubts: mom is his. The wine, the caresses, the boobs sucking, the treatment she has got from John have finally overcome any resistance from her. Now she is ready to be dominated by the black stud, who carries her like a doll; she is ready to accept everything.

Now I am in John's lap. My shorts are on the floor, with a large sticky spot on the cloth. Yes, because when I saw Nick carrying mom to the backyard, followed by Tom who shouted, like crazy, "Fucking time. . . fucking time. . . the bimbo is ours. . . she's all ours!" I couldn't help to shoot my load all over myself.

Then, feeling as though I was drunk, I let John grab me by an arm and walk me to the couch, tore off my filthy shorts and sit me on his thighs.

His big hand caresses my dick.

"Nice cock, Scott!" he tells me. "Carol loves it, does'n she?"

He has said "Carol": he is talking of mom as a piece of his property.

And because I don't reply, he continues. "Sure she liked, when she sucked it, there, in the bathroom! Indeed she was hungry, when swallowed all that seed!"

"Yes, John, yes, it was so. . . so. . ." I miss the word.

"So depraved, you want to say, don't you?" he helps me. My cock is in his palm, he is stroking my shaft.

"And it makes you horny, when you see Carol all naked and cradled like a baby by me and my friend!" His fingers are rubbing the skin of my crotch. "She's so short and light! But those boobs! So big and juicy! I'd play with them all the time!"

"Yes. . . yes. . . mom is a babe! A hot bimbo! Her boobs are so huge and bouncy! She's so short. . . and you're so tall. . . so strong. . . oooohhhhh!" he has cupped my balls and he is fondling them gently.

"Carol is my girlfriend, but I can share her!" his voice is soft. "Now my buddies are fucking her, but later on I'll let you too do her mini pussy!!"

Whatever the reason, his words aren't making me feel nervous. And when he leans forward and starts licking the head of my member, I groan and sigh. First mom, then myself: this giant of a man well knows how to dominate his victims. He played with mom's tits like they were his toy, and now he plays in the same way with my cock.

His mouth slides down my shaft until all of it disappears inside him.

Back and forth, back and forth: he is working me so well I am again on the verge of cumming.

"Think to Carol, boy!" he tells me, finally freeing my cock from his jaws and letting it bounce in the air, stiff and hard like stone.

"Think of her big boobs and round ass cheeks, boy; think of her gorgeous white flesh my black friends are sucking and pawing; think of her tiny pussy filled with every inch of those monster tools; think. . . ." he continues, but I can't hear him.

The sight of my small, lovable mom, all mauled by those brutes, is fully impressed in my mind, when I come.

I come and come: hardly, so hardly like I wouldn't have ever figured; large shot of jizz spurt out of my cock and hit John's face; my body is orgarming; I am convulsing and spasming; and when I stop cumming, I fall, completely limp and done, in John's arms.

Ten minutes later (or more: I have lost all idea of time) I am regaining full consciousness of myself. I am resting on a large chair, where evidently John has carried me; he is quietly smoking on the couch.

Giggles and high squeals, mixed with hearty laughs and water's splashes, can be heard from the backyard.

"My friends make the little baby play the pool games; and she loves it! Good girl! When I'll get her again in my hands, I'll give her a good time!"

I get up from the chair and I walk toward the door.

"D'you want to watch them?" John asks.

"Yes, John! They left more than one hour ago. I want to see what happens now!"

"Me too! And I want to rescue the little one, before those savages devour her alive!"

When we arrive to the poolside, the sight is the following. Under the light of the floodlights, which illuminate the darkness of the night, mom is swimming, alone, in the large pool, while the naked Tom walks around the edge, looking with interest at her.

Nick sits on a lounge, with apparent air of indifference. He, too, is naked.

After moving back and forth in the water for some minutes, mom exits the pool via the ladder. When she looks at Tom, who stands on the far side, she is still not aware of our presence.

"Am I a good swimmer? Did you enjoy it?" she asks, with a large smile.

"Yeah, hottie! Come here, I want to see you better!" he exclaims.

And she slowly walks to him. She is totally naked: the two men have removed from her luscious body the last vestige of clothing, which barely covered her totally hairless pussy. But where is the thong? I don't see it.

"D'you like what you see, big boy?" she says in a delicious teasing way, stopping at about three, four meters from Tom, hands on hips and her ample boobs thrust forward.

"Yeah! And I want to feel you again against my cock!" and in two bounds, before mom can move, he reaches her, circles her tiny waist with one arm and lifts her off the ground, over his head.

"Stop!!! Stop!!!" she yells. "Haven't you had enough, for today? My pussy and tits are sore! Put me down!"

"Not yet enough with your married, older, little body, sweetie!" She is cradled in his arms, now, like a baby, while he carries her across the poolside, her arms wrapped around his neck.

When he arrives in front of us, he shows mom to me, like a trophy, then he licks hungrily one nipple and the areola's sensitive flesh. She squeals in surprise and delight.

"Lucky boy!" he says to me. "Your mommy is a talented nasty slut! She loves getting fucked by the big ones! And she moans like a bitch in heat!"

He stops at the edge of the pool, still holding up his prey. Then, after a brief look around, he jumps with her in the water.

He moves to the shallow end, where he picks her out of the water, over his head, and throws her around. She screams and giggles, her lovely butt up in the air, her delicious boobs bouncing and flopping in every direction.

Then, easily as though he is handling a weightless package, the black stud flings my white mom into the water, more than three meters far from himself, toward the center of the pool. Mom's bare ninety-five pounds of exquisite flesh fly through the air, and she lets out a high pitched shriek, before hitting the liquid surface with a big splash. Our backyard is far enough from any other property, that no screaming can be heard by anyone in the neighbourhood; if not, she is so loud that someone might fear for a possible crime.

When mom emerges from the water, she splutters and fights for her breath; she tries to swim to the edge, but Tom is faster. He dives under the water and when he surfaces, mom is again in his arms, head to head. He kisses her on the mouth, then he carries her to an area where he can put his feet on the floor. He stops when the water level reaches his chest. But mom is much shorter than him: he tells her something and she wraps her hands around his neck. Tom's hands are not visible, now: it's evident that he is working on her body, underwater.

He slowly proceeds again to the shallow end, while the air is filled with his hearty laughs and her feminine squeals of delight, which become louder and more prolonged, when he starts to bounce her up and down, like a little hot rag doll.

Mom is moaning joyfully, she tosses her head from side to side: clearly the young stud has invaded her hole with his huge tool, and now he is pistoning her body.

"Dude, your big titted mom is a cock hungry bimbo!" he shouts toward me. "How long since you haven't given her what she deserves? Nick and I we've just pounded her twice and she still chirps and cheeps like a little chick on my dong!"

He lifts her completely out of the water, by her hips, showing her off to everybody. All of us we are enchanted by the sight of her naked delicious buttocks: a couple of round fleshy globes he is making wiggle and shake erotically. He swings her wet small frame, back and forth, as she moans and squeaks playfully.

"Don't worry, chick, I'm giving soon your food!" he tells mom.

He kisses and licks one oscillating boob. "These babies make me crazy. I'd eat on them all the time!" he exclaims.

"Haaaahhhh Tom, feels soooo gooood!!" mom yells. She's not embarrassed, she seems to forget that we are watching; Tom has driven her over the edge.

"Listen, boy?" he tells me again. "You must give these toys all the attention they need! She loves it!!" He puts a gentle bite on her nipple, then his mouth shifts to the second tit, and she wriths under his hard sucking.

Mmmmmmmmmm!" she groans, as he buries his lips into her aroused flesh.

"Deep on your pussy, now! Take it all, wifey! Your sluttie body's mine, all mine, for whatever I want to do with it!" And abruptly he slams her down.

"Ohhhhhhh. . . gaaaawwwwwdddd...ohh....mmmmm. . . " mom cries.

"Shiiiitttt!!! So great!!!!" Tom yells. "What a cunt! You've got the tight twat of a teenager!!!" He is skewering her under the water, now. He is punishing her with his powerful thrusts, and mom is gasping in extasy at each slap of his muscular frame.

"Oooohhhh. . . you're. . . big. . . big. . . ooohhh. . . you're driving me. . . crazy. . . your dick. . . is fuuuucking. . . meeeee!!!"

"I'm all inside you, bitch! All inside your cuckolding cunt!!"

"Oooohhh. . . yessss!!! Fuck me. . . please. . . do it. . . do whatever you want to me!!"

"I make you cuckold your son. . . right now!!"

"Oooohhhh. . . you son of a bitch. . . I'm gonna cuuuuummmm. . ." she sobs.

"You want to cuckold your son, don't you, little whore? He's watching. . . here. . . he watches mom's slutty games!"

"Nooooo. . . don't talk like this. . ooohhhh. . . myyyyy. . . gooodddd. . . . . uhhhhhhh. . . cumming soon. . ."

"You cum, baby. . . yeeeessss. . . on my big tool!" Another pair of thrusts, then he insists: "Tell him, bitch, tell your son that you're cuckolding him with a big cock. Tell him, or I'm pulling my cock away from your pussy! Tell him, little one!"

It's true! My cheating mommy lets herself be fucked, repeatedly and savagely, by this horny animal, just before my eyes.

I am at the edge of the pool and I can clearly see her desperate and lustful gaze, I can hear her mumbling words: the words of a sex starved female who is fully dominated by her unstoppable desire to try this cock into her intimate recesses.

"Yeah. . . yeah. . ." she utters between rapid breaths "I'm fucking. . a big. . cock. . . forgive me, Scott. . . I'm. . . cuck. ol. ding you. . ." she whispers.

"Louder! Louder!" Tom has no pity.

"Yeeeessss. . . your mom is fucked. . . I cuckold you. . oooohhh. . . . what a big cock. . . it splits me in two!!!" she exclaims; and everybody can hear her loud voice.

"Come on, sweetie!" Tom says. "I want to taste your married snatch!" And with that he lifts her effortlessly, cupping her tender buttcheeks with his large hands. He drapes her well shaped thighs over his shoulders and pulls her close to his face. Mom is an obedient little thing, totally defeated, totally immersed in her pleasure: she lets him guide her in the way he wants. And her master darts his tongue in and out of her quivering dripping pussy.

He explores her wet sex tube and she screams. He flicks her aroused clit, sending waves and waves of joy throughout her raised body.

She's orgasming.

But Tom is not yet satisfied. He wants to play with the captured wife (my mom) till exhaustion.

Mom is no weight for this athletic young stud: he can move to the pool ladder and ascend it with his precious prey, firmly positioned against his body, without effort. His dick is jutting hard and erect from his crotch: the long, thick, arched, pulsating member of a mythological satyr, who is carrying a naked nymph.

When he stops, just before me, I can't believe my eyes and ears. My naked mom is a mass of trembling, squirming and convulsing flesh. Purrs, meows and moans are escaping her lips. This black Adonis has fully tamed the once proud, mature housewife and mother.

"You want a cock, don't you, bitch"? he asks, licking her bald pussy.

"Oooohhhh. . . mmmmmmmm. . ." she groans.

"Say I want a cock, babe! These words, little slut!!" he urges.

"Oooohhh. . . yes. . yes. . I want a cock. . . give me your cock!" she implores.

"You've a honey-like nectar!" he says, running his lips over her open labia. He pushes his tongue further inside her folds and reaches her butt hole.

Mom squeaks.

He works for some minutes on her anus, making her cry of desire.

"Please. . . please. . . stop teasing. . . fill me. . . please. . .!!" she begs.

"Okay, little pet, take it all! Grease my tool with your oil!!" And, with a rapid, expert move of his solid arms, he lowers and slams her down, on his throbbing tool, which disappears, totally swallowed by her comfortable pussy.

Mom is fully impaled, spitted like a piglet, in the poolside, just in front of me, her son, and the other two guys.

"Aaaahhh,. . god. . . you're big!!!" she wails. "Soooo big, soooo full. . . in my belly. . . you fucking bastard!!"

The long shaft has filled her insides, and her legs are circled around his back, with eagerness, to give him full access to her.

"Oooohhh, fuck me. . . fuck me hard. . . ahhhhh yeeeessss. . .!!" she hisses through her lips, ignoring everything around her, entirely concentrated on the thick invading muscle.

Tom increases his movement: now he fucks her brutally, with greedy stabs, ramming his cock deep into her stretched vagina, making her swollen, lightly sagging tits and upturned nipples jiggle and bounce.

"Ooooohhhhh. . . you're driving me crazy. . . you big fucking stud. . . ohhhhhh. . . you make me cum. . . oooohhh yessssss!!!" mom gasps.

She climaxes in series of hard spasms, and finally Tom, overwhelmed by the incredible sweet sensation of her malleable body, her screams of pleasure and her words of passion, explodes in a massive orgasm and in a torrent of cum in her receptive pussy.

Now the torrid sex session is over. Tom has carried the semi conscious woman to a pool chair, where he sits with her. My tiny mom is fully cuddled in his large lap, like a little child. The contrast between his black muscular frame and her petite white body is frightening.

He has cupped the left tit and now he is gently fondling the beautiful orb, caressing the pliant silken skin with his fingers. His thumb flicks absently the pink nipple back and forth, as though it is a plaything, and sometimes he glides his hand on her upper arm, enjoying the feeling of the hot flesh.

"Wash the girl up, pal!" Nick orders from the couch. "I want her all clean for my turn!"

"Okay, friend!" Tom says. Mom's lower body is a mess, all coated with male cum and her own juices. The black guy stands up and walks to the near cabin, cradling mom in his arms.

From outside I can hear the water running, Tom's loud laughs and mom's high squeals.

"Take it here, lil one!" he exclaims, after some minutes.

"Your finger. . . oooohhhh. . ." she gasps.

"My finger is washing your twat. . . yeeeessss. . . yeeesss, good girl, lemme do it again!!"

And then: "Oooohhhh, that's fine! Now lemme dry you. . . these boobs. . . these cheeks. . . this pussy. . . these feets. . . okay, you're done, chick!!"

And Tom gets out of the cabin with mom settled on his shoulder.

"Where d'you want the girl, pal?" he asks to his black companion.

"Here! Put her down here!!" Nick, standing up, indicates the sun-mattress, on the backyard.

And finally I can see mom's micro thong. Unbelievable! It is dangling from his neck!! Evidently, after having denuded mom of her last mini cloth, the equally naked Nick had put it, as a trophy, around his body.

"Face down!!" he instructs Tom how to lay mom on her new bed; and Tom obeys.

Now mom is turned on her tummy, while Nick kneels on the mattress, straddling her. He pours, from a small bottle, some lotion into his hands and starts to massage the back of her neck, the shoulders, the breast sides. His touch is gentle, sensual, relaxing. He spreads the lotion on the muscles of her arms; he makes circles on her upper back. Again and again. When his hands move down her sides, brushing the available portion of her breasts, she squirms and lets soft moans of pleasure from her throat.

Slowly, he grips her tender ass cheeks and kneads them; his fingers trace a path, up and down, along the ass crack; he enters, from behind, her rear hole, the wet folds between her labia, the soaking pussy.

"Up, little babe!" he says; and mom raises her tummy, giving him full access to her secrets. The palm of his large hand disappears easily into her sex tunnel, while his thumb teases the sensitive clit.

She gasps, her cunt is convulsing in another orgasm, her liquids flood the mattress. In the silence of the summer night, only the squishing noises from her invaded sex hole and her joyful moans can be heard. What a wonderful sight!!

Then Nick massages the muscles of her fleshy thighs and legs; he lifts her feet, first one then the other one, and after an erotic sucking of her little toes, he complete on them the back portion of his treatment.

"Turn over, baby!" Nick exclaims. And mom, who is in heaven, turns over on her back, exposing shamelessly her gorgeous frontal body to his gaze.

Immediately he bends over and his tongue licks the sides of her breasts, first one, then the second one.

God!! How much I loved to caress them!! Especially when I could feel on the tip of my finger the small mole, which emerges from her white smooth skin.

Now mom's beautiful boobs are property of this huge black, who moves his devouring mouth in circles around her breasts, until his lips take her nipples. He engulfes each one in his mouth and sucks on it; his tongue swirls around them and flicks and teases the hard nubs, while his big hands start to gently caress the fleshy sides of her luscious globes. Her large tits are no more than a handful in his palms, but he doesn't squeeze them: he wants only to show a sign of possession.

She notices the small bottle.

"Where did you find it?" she asks.

"Here, in the cabin!"

"Ahhhh. . . yes. . . it's for my massages!"

"Who massages you?"

"Dave! My skilled masseur! He works at my gym."

"And he makes private massages here, for the big boobed old chick! Yeah?" he gives a light squeeze to her tits, causing a squeal from her.

"Yes. . . sometimes he comes here!" she admits.

Dave!!! The fucking bastard!!! I didn't know that mom invited him at home.

"And you love getting these milkers kissed and licked by him! Yeah?" Nick's black hands give a couple of soft slaps to her white orbs, making them jiggle enticingly.

"Ooooohhhhh. . . don't hurt me. . .!" she pleads.

"Tell me, little minx: how much he likes to lick and kiss your boobs?"

"Yes. . . yes. . . he likes. . . he says that my boobs are the best ones in the gym! And, may be, in the neighbourhood!"

This is true. All my friends always say that I am a lucky son, with a hot mom like mine, who is made to be sucked on her big mammaries.

"You busty oldie, I'm your masseur, now!" Nick laughs, smacking again the twin mams. "I can play your sexy body however I want!! And then I'll fuck this titmeat!"

He lifts both her arms and spreads the soft lotion over her shaved armpits and her silken under arms, where he lingers on the tenderness of the delicious flesh; he works his way to her breasts, rubbing sides and bottoms, the wrinkled skin of the areolae and the erect peaks of the nipples.

Her moans are growing louder. Nick's large throbbing cock lays on her belly.

The black stud bends his head and kisses mom's lips, tonguing the insides of her mouth for a long minute.

When he raises himself from her face, he pours lotion into her belly button and spreads it over her tummy and down, over her vee. He cups her labia with the palm of his hand, where her wetness mixes with the lotion. His fingers part her lips and move from the bottom of her slit to the aroused clit. He inserts two of them, then three, then four into her hole, while his thumb caresses the stiff bud.

This massive guy is working mom's body with expertness: he handles her intimate flesh like she is his personal plaything.

"Gawwwwwddd. . . oh gawwwddd. . . what you make me. . . my pussy. . . ooohh. .!"

She gasps, lifting her hands around his head, to pull him down to her chest. In half-a-hour mom is giving herself to a second man, after the fucking session with Tom.

"Okay, little lady!" Nick says, in a kind of protective tone. "You want some cock, don't you?"

"Please. . . please. . . I can't. . . oooohhh. . ." she is ready to cum.

"Yeah. . . yeah. . . little wife. . . big Nick will satisfy you!" He clasps his mouth around her right nipple and pulls it hard.

"Aaaaahhhhh. . .!" she screams in pain, but the upward movements of her pelvis show off her arousement.

"Yeah. . . yeah. . . your tits, Carol! You like your boobs fucked, don't you?"

"Yes, yes. . . do my tits, bastard, do them. . . make me cum. . .!" she is out of control, now.

"You can bet, oldie! I do your tits! Now! These ta tas are the best ones for a good fucking!" and, with that, he grasps her large globes, pushes them together and jams his tumescent member between the soft valley.

"Uuuuhhhh. . . myyyyyy. . ." Her tiny hands are over his big ones, her small fingers dwarfed by his.

"I fuck your titties, slut, I fuck these hot melons!" he shouts. "You're made for fucking, lil one! An old white wife made just for fucking!" He pumps feverishly, letting his cock disappear from his view, all surrounded by the twin pillows of soft, slippery flesh.

"Gaaaaaawwwwwwddddd . . . aaaaahhhhhhh!" mom lets out a loud scream, as the twelve inches of Nick's horsecock sink relentless into the horizontal tunnel on her cleavage. And all hell has broken loose.

"GAWWWWDDDD, Nick, you are going to make mom cum again!!!" I can't help to exclaim. My body is in turmoil, when I'm looking up and I see the pure animal lust in the eyes of this brute. My loved Carol, my delicious mommy is about to give up another climax, under the furious assault on her succulent titties from the black stud.

"Look! Look what she's doing!" Tom exclaims. Mom's new orgasm is coming in waves, letting her squirt a thick stream of cum.

"Baby's spurting a fountain, pals!" Tom is excited. And Nick has removed one hand from her left tit, in search of some juice from her pussy.

Lucky boy! To our absolute delight, mom squirts again and the hot gush fills the palm of the man, who rubs clit and slit with her own cum.

"Look what you have done to me, you bastard. . . in front of all. . . in front of my son. . ." mom cries, but she loves being treated this way, like a slut.

"This hottie is full of honey! She squirts like a geyser!" Nick beckons to me, and both his hands cover again mom's boobmeat: the fun restarts.

"So fucking good, you big meloned chick!" His huge member is fully enveloped by the soft cushions of her breasts.

Mom giggles, now, like a horny schoolgirl. The long shaft is pumping the titflesh and its bulbous head peeps from the tunnel and hits her chin.

"I fuck your tits and you like it, don't you?" he asks.

"Yeah. . . yeah. . . big hunk!"

"Shit, girl, I'm giving all to you! All my seed in your fucking mouth and what you can't gulp down. . . all over these bazooms!!" He speaks of mom like she is just his object of pleasure.

His thick, long cock is walking back and forth into the soft and warm valley. When his huge balls hit the bottom side of her boobs, a couple of inches of his king-sized cock escapes the top of her cleavage, and his swollen dickhead points at her face.

"Lick, bitch, lick it!!" Nick shouts.

And mom lets her tongue swirl around the menacing bulb and laps at the pre cum, which starts leaking from the big memmber.

The black stud slids back and forth, rhythmically, as mom purrs and coos, letting me know that she loves all this attention.

"Little slut!" he pushes further the head of his cock into her mouth. "You like being titty fucked, don't you? You can't get enough of this cock, huh?"

"Yeah, fuck them!" mom yells, when Nick gets out of her lips and moves again the fleshy tool between her mounds.

"Fuck my tits, big guy! See how big they are! You like my big titties, don't you?"

"Yeah. . . yeah, dirty whore! Such big round tits on a small body like yours! Aren't you my old big boobed whore?"

"Yeeessss. . . I'm your old big boobed whore. . . fuck my tits harder with this huge thing, you perv bastard!"

"Yeah. . . yeah. . take it all, slut!" Nick has increased his movements. He is clearly getting close to spurt. "Aren't you my little old slut?"

"Yes. . .yes. . . your little. . . old. . . slut. . . am I good for you, big cocked fucker?"

"Damn, bitch, what a slut you are! So small, so hot, so sluttish!!!"

"Mmmmmmmm. . .!" mom moans, with Nick's meat in her mouth, her arms flailing in the air, his hands firmly grasping her mammaries.

And now, finally, he reaches the point.

"Oooohhhhhhhh. . . I'm gonna cum. . . I'm gonna cum. . in your mouth, bitch. . . eat my cum, bitch. . . you old fucking wifey. . ."

He explodes and she swallows. He shots his thick load in her throat and she gulps.

"Eat my jizz, baby, drink all these proteins down, doll!!" he shouts.

The vision is too much, my cock is throbbing in excitement, I want to be in her mouth, in her pussy, in her ass.

Nick fills mom with cum, until it drips out of her lips.

"The taste is good, hu? Black's tasty seed for the white mommy!!! Lemme paint you, sweetie!" He pops his cock out of her mouth, then he releases her tits (which undulate enticingly on her chest) and after wrapping his big hands around her beautiful upper arms, he presses the dick head over the twin boobs.

A shot of cum spurts out on her left areola and scatters over the soft roundness.

"Ooooooohhhhh. . . again. . . you pig. . . pig. . . aaaaahhhh. . ." mom yells.

And another shot, bigger than the first one, hits her right nipple. Now Nick grabs his tool with one hand and blasts his semen all over her globes. He rubs furiously his cock, as rope and rope of creamy cum cover the swell of the lovely titflesh.

Unable to stop him and control herself, her eyes squeezed shut, mom mumbles incomprehensible words in unison with her cunt squirts.

When the last gush spurts from his shaft, Nick releases his grip on her arm and rummages his fingers onto her wet vagina, scooping her final inner liquids.

Now mom's body is totally spent.

"The girl is done!" he exclaims with satisfaction. "I've finished her!!"

Mom's breasts are a mess, fully covered in cum: much more than I would have ever imagined, for sure. The thick coat of spunk is slowly leaking down, from her cleavage onto her stomach.

Nick stands up, then bends over and lifts one of her tits by the nipple. He sways it back and forth, like a hand-bell, grinning at me: "Your mom's got a nice pair of melons, dude! Made just for playing and fucking!"

Mom is totally unconscious, when he effortlessly picks her up as though she is a rag doll.

"What have I to do with this bimbo?" he asks, showing her off to John. "I've had enough fun, for today!!"

"Pass the old chick to me, pal!" Tom says from the pool, where he is slowly swimming. When the sex session between mom and Nick started, he jumped into the water, finally satisfied by the wild fucking he had given her.

"I'll take her in my arms for a while. She needs a good bath, then she will be all clean!"

"Okay!" Nick agrees and carries my mom to the pool edge.

"What. . . what are you doing. . . I'm tired. . " She has recovered some of her senses, as the black stallion is cradling her like a little child.

"Don't worry, pussycat! You're in good hands. We want our playgirl always clean and proper!" he tells her, in a soft voice.

Tom is standing in the shallow side, reaching out his arms; when Nick throws mom to him through the air, like a puppet, he catches her in his embrace.

"Welcome, little pixie!" he shouts. "How sexy you look!" Then, without effort, he lifts her up, over his head, and walks her around the pool, supporting her tiny, naked body with his big palms: one under her ass, one under her shoulders.

"See your mommy, boy?" he tells me, when he stops at the center of the pool, holding his prey, my mom, up in the air. Then he throws her down to the water, with a big splash.

When mom emerges, she splutters. But she has no time to recover herself from the wild manipulation of the black stud, because Tom grabs her again and spins her around.

For twenty minutes, or may be more, he manhandles her with his strong arms, in any way.

He ducks and keeps her in position underwater, uncaring of her desperate and helpless attempts to break free; when finally he lets her regain the breath, he lifts her by her hips and sets her legs over his shoulders, probing his tongue into her slit.

She is his pool toy.

He floats her from one side to the other, feeling her shapely, small frame. He lifts again her upper body, swirls his tongue around the tender titflesh, before flicking and devouring one prominent nipple into his mouth; then he slams her downward, impaling her onto his underwater erection.

He carries her triumphantly across the pool, her arms wrapped, for balance, around his neck, his hands on her round buns, his cock firmly inserted in her pussy.

He lifts her off his tool and tosses her back into the water. She comes up spluttering and he scoops her up and cradles her for another walk, before entering her again, as she lets out a high pitched moan.

This goes on for a while, under the backyard's floodlights; and the air echoes, in the night, with the panicked yells of my white mom, mixed with the sadistic laughs of her black rapist.

Totally absorbed by the torrid action in front of me, I have abandoned any sense of jealousy and I'm allowing myself to get a raging, growing, delightful hard on.

"Guys, this old chick is a hot little number! A real cute bimbo!" Tom exclaims, finally climbing the stairs out of the pool. Mom is laid in his arms, like a child. "Fucked and clean!" he adds proudly, walking along the patio.

"Take here the baby!" Nick says, from a chair where he is sitting; he has a large yellow towel on his lap.

Tom approaches him and deposits mom on the floor. Now she stands, in all her pale white mature nudity, in front of the big black young stud.

And he starts to dry her.

Slowly, he runs the soft sheet across her arms, shoulders and back; he lifts her arms and pins her wrists with one hand, working with the other hand on her armpits and under arms. Then he goes to her tits, where he checks their smoothness and roundness, together with their full weight, before stroking the towel over the lovable boobs. He takes his time on each melon and on the valley between the fleshy hills, without forgetting to put some kisses on the two erect peaks.

Now it's the turn of her belly, thighs, legs and feet, up and down meticulously. When he reaches the last step, on her erogenous zone, she shudders and quivers.

He towels gently her pussy and passes between her thighs, up to the rear hole. He spreads her ass orbs wide and runs along the walls of the channel between them.

A wet kiss on her cuntlips, which gets a light moan out of mom's throat, followed by a couple of playful slaps on one tit and on her buttcheeks, conclude his action.

"You are done, baby!" he exclaims. "Ready again for a night of sex!"

"Thanks, pal!" John says. He is beside them, now, a large smile on his face. And without a word, he sweeps mom up into his arms, like a groom with his bride.

"Give the boy this stuff!" he nods to the mini thong, wrapped around the neck of his friend.

"Yes, pal," Nick says, putting the minuscule piece of cloth in my hand, and winking to John, "For some games?" he asks.

"To entertain the baby!" he replies, with a loud laugh. "And us!"

What he has in his mind about her I don't know, but one thing is sure: at fifty-two, mom is no more in charge of our house: she has lost any control.

Before their intrusion, she was used to be obeyed and respected, but now she is dominated, manipulated and played, like a human toy, by a group of escaped convicts. They are young, massive, well hung and hungry of sex; regardless of her repeated pleads for mercy, they have taken any kind of liberties on her small, curvaceous, succulent body. And her mature age, her marital status, the presence of her son (myself) have increased their libidinous desires.

But nevertheless I am not annoyed, because all these events are offering me, finally, the chance of bedding my coveted mom.

"Did you enjoy my friends?" John asks mom. His tongue is slowly sliding along the delicious valley of her creamy boobs.

"Enjoy?" she says in a whisper. "It was like being whipped in a mixer! I'm so tired!"

"Okay, little baby! Daddy's taking care of you, now!" His voice is soft.

Then he tells me: "Let's go to the main room, first. The girl needs some rest, and we can wait in a cozy chair!"

The three of us are entering the house.
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