My Friend’s Mom is Busy

can mind the house until then. Yeah, sure, Mom, there's SODA's and cookies in the fridge if you both need some. David, it's past seven. I hope it's not getting too late for you to head home. Actually, Miss Apricot, my parents said I could spend the night here with ron that's if you don't mind. Oh that's sweet, of course I won't mind. Ronnie, sure can use the company anyway. I'll be off, see you later, okay, mom. Ronnie waved goodbye

to his mother seconds before she shut his door. He turned to me and asked, would you care for soda? I can go get a sum while we play another round unless you want to do something else. The soda sounds nice, I said, but how about we take a break first. You've been beating me since, he laughed, You'll get the hang of it. My mom gave me this version a month ago, and, like the coach said, practice practice, practice, anyway,

stick around, I'll be right back. Ronnie got up and left while I wandered about his room, picking out new stuff. I hadn't noticed. His room was nearly similar to mine, except for the posters of rock stars on his wall. A typical room for twelfth graders that we were. Mine bore clas classic movie posters and a few magazine girls, as did Ronnie's. The women on his walls looked sexy and suggestively horny. I could imagine Ronnie jacking off to them,

the same as me. The door opened and Ronnie returned with two soda gants, of which he offered me one. Thanks. I said, ain't it odd your mom is heading out to work this late. Mom didn't go anywhere, he said, She's down in the basement. That's where she works. Oh what sort of work is that? She's a sex worker, said Ronnie, after taking a sip of his soda. I nearly spilt my drink and pretended not to have hurt him. Clearly,

what the fuck did you say? We're talking about my mom, aren't we, he said, so casually, like I was the fool not to have known what his mom did for a living this entire time. She loves to fuck, he continued. She's got clients that come over and she takes them down to the basement room to have sex. My mouth fell open with astonishment at what I'd heard. Ronnie sipped his drink, unmindful of how I looked at him, like I didn't want to believe what I'd just heard. Sally

Apricot was a gorgeous looking woman. She was several years younger than my mom, but unlike my mom, she had borne Ronnie without a father. Ronnie and I have been friends since middle school. We were tight like only brothers would. My parents were as fond of him as his mom was towards me. Never had I thought to learn about his family secret as I was about to know. Come

let me show you something, he said. He opened his phone to his photos folder, and my jaw dropped further when I saw nude photos of his mom smiling at the camera. There were plenty of photos featuring her in bed, legs spread wide, shoving what resembled a plastic dildo into her cun Other her photos showed her in swimsuits and different outfits, including ones where she lay in the living room in her bra and panties. My god, I gasped Ronnie.

That's your mom. Yeah, I know, he chuckled. You ain't seen nothing yet, as if he wasn't done shocking me. Ronnie opened a separate folder that contained photos of his mom engaged in sex with different men. Nearly all the men were black, and the look of lust in his mom's eyes showed she was having the best sex ever. Ronnie, who are all these black guys, I ask, with a voice that sounded so distant from myself. Those are guys

she likes to hook up with, he said. They liked to show her a good time and give her lots of money too. One of them bought me this gotta game. Don't tell me you took these photos, did you? Fuck? Yeah? I did, said Ronnie, smiling like it was the best thing he'd ever done. Mom loved when it's me and her. We like being natural with each other. She sometimes doesn't mind me sneaking into the basement to watch her getting gang banged by her lovers. Come, let's go take a look.

I should have protested and said no, except I was too much of a pussy to decline the invite. But mainly I was curious to see his mom having sex with other men. Though it stunned me to see Ronnie not minding what his mom did under his nose. I would be shocked if I knew my mom was into such craziness, or that she was into such along with my dad. I had spied on them having sex years ago when I was too little to know what sex was.

But like Ronnie, I love thinking about sex watched But like Ronnie, I love thinking about sex, and watched plenty of porn videos when I could mum. But never did it occur to me that I was about to jumpstart a career of imagining my best friend's mom engage in sex with other men. We left the room and went down the stairs. Ronnie gestured at me to keep quiet as we padded to a back corridor and opened a

door that led down to the basement. We were half way down when Ronnie half tuned smiling and gestured again for me to be quiet. I could hear what sounded like several people chattering. We came down the landing enough to make out the people occupying the distant end of the room. I have never been down to the basement room before. I spotted Sallie surrounded by multiple black men who stood over her on a bed. They were all naked, and everyone was talking and laughing. Sallie was performing falatio

on each man, stroking their cocks while she did. One of the men filmed her with a camcorder. Even Ronnie positioned himself by the stairs and took snap shots. I worried we might get spotted, but he didn't care. It was obvious the guys knew him, as I learned later. The guys then took turns to fuck Ronnie's mom. I watched in stunned disp belief as my friend's mom knelt on the bed as each man then mounted her and

got to fucking her doggie. She pulled at the sheets and screamed and hollered non stop as each man grabbed her waist and pulled her hair while slamming into her harder. The sound of their bodies connecting was loud and frenetic. The others gathered around, laughing and jeering. They grabbed Sally's head and forced her to suck their huge cocks while others played with her bouncing tits. My fucking god, I gasped.

One of the men looked up and spotted us. I was frightened and wanted to scamper up the stairs, but Ronnie grabbed hold of me before I could move. It's all right, Dave, he said, they know you're with me. As if to prove his point, Ronnie waved them and they smiled and waved back at him. What's up, kid, One of the men said, you should come down and get better shots. Nah, we're okay here, Ronnie replied. The guys laughed and returned to what they were doing with

Ronnie's mom. Sallie straddled one of the men and got to riding him back and forth. Her tits bounced and jiggled, and the guys assisted with caressing and sucking each pair. One stood beside her and shoved his member down her throat. Sallie made a guttural, croaking noise that sounded like a clogged up drain pipe. She sucked whichever cock got shoved at her face. Without question, I was already sporting an

erection in my genes. Ronnie stood up, having unzipped his jeans, and was jerking off to what we were witnessing happened to his mom. He would stop now and then to take snapshots with his phone. I felt somewhat embarrassed at what I was seeing, but couldn't deny the rousing emotion it gave me. This was nothing like when I'd witnessed

my parents have sex. I knew I would be jerking off to my friend's mom henceforth, after that night, Ronnie finished masturbating, then told me let's return to his room. I felt grateful to do that, yet somewhat reluctant, as I wanted to continue to watch his mom getting screwed and abused by the men. What do you think, Ronnie asked me when we returned to his room, smiling like he had witnessed the greatest thing ever. Is my mom

sexy or what? I don't know, I muttered. My tongue felt glued to my throat as I tried to make sense of what I'd seen. You know, I've got videos, he said, Sally doesn't mind me filming her. Sometimes she lets me clean her pussy too. What I'm serious, he said, Don't tell me you ain't ever done that to your mom before. You've no idea what you're missing, David, eating pussy is the best thing ever. It's way better than ice cream. I listened to him while imagining my brain

set a blaze by his words. Ronnie opened his computer and showed me several videos of his mom getting railed by different men. He unzipped his jeans and masturbated while we watched a video of her getting gang banged. My erection kept crawling back in my jeans, but I felt too uncomfortable to open myself to what I was feeling. I lied about not suddenly feeling good, and told Ranie that I needed to return home. I promised to see him in the morning, said good night, and then ran

home as fast as my feet could carry me. My parents were stunned when I entered the house and raced up the stairs to my bedroom. I shut my door and went inside my bathroom to masturbate. I should have called Ranie to inform him I was stopping by his place to return some books he had loaned me the previous week. I'd left my phone at home and was half way to his house when I remembered. But then I decided I might as well see if he was home.

I pressed his door bell, but instead of Rannie, it was his sexy mom, Sally, who answered and welcomed me inside. How are you David, she said, after shutting the door. I sent Ronnie on a shopping errand he should be back in a bit if you'd like to wait. Oh, I don't know, miss Apricot, I mean I was. Please stop with this m's thing. It's Sally, and I will be offended if you don't come inside and wait for

your friend. Come on, I won't bite. I should have protested, but that sweet smile of hers made me feel that would be the wrong choice. But besides, what else did I have to do this Saturday, besides take care of several household chores that I can do even with my eyes closed, I might as well spend some time with my friend's mom until he returns from wherever. I accepted Sally's offer and stepped into her home. Would you care for something to drink? She asked, after shutting the door.

Remind me again. How old are you, David. I'll be turning eighteen in December, miss A pri Sorry, I meant, Sally, Hum, you're about old enough to start drinking beer. I've got the right thing for you. I sat in the living room and watched her prance towards the kitchen. My eyes stayed on her backside, aroused by the smooth curve of her butt in her shorts. It sent hot wire signals up my brain and down to my groin, enough to

make me blush and adjust myself on the sofa. She returned with two bottles of cors Light and offered me one. I had already begun to drink alcohol. Ronnie and I have even bumped cigarettes together, though I tried my best not to let my parents in on that. My dad probably wouldn't care, knowing I was growing every day, but Mom was something else. How are you enjoying your holiday before school, asked Sally, after sipping her beer. Are you and Ronnie still playing bee ball as often as we can?

I said, I get to kick as bu I mean his behind whenever we shoot hoops than he does at video games. Oh that's great. Ronnie plays those games too much and I've complained to him about it, but I've got to do whatever I can to make sure nothing bad comes his way, to make sure he doesn't get distracted too much about minding what I do when he isn't around. I paused when she said that, sorry, minding what you do. She gave me a keen look that

compelled me to blush. It was like she could see through my bullshit, wanting me to admit I knew damn well what she was talking about. I shifted my eyes from her and unconsciously focused them on her voluptuous boops squeezed together in her blouse, looking like they wanted to burst out and play. Ronnie brought you to the basement the night before to see what I was doing down there, didn't He don't lie to me? I know he did. He did. I admitted I had no idea. You've no

idea of what I do for a living. Ronnie hasn't told you. He said, you're a sex worker. Sally laughed. Ronnie's such a silly kid. That's about the polite way of saying it. But that really isn't what I do. Would you like to know what I do? David, No, I didn't want to know, but I was compelled to nod my head. I'm a whore, David, she said, candidly. Do you know what being a whore is about? You like to have sex? I said it as a statement, then a question correction. I love to have sex, she said.

I love getting fucked, especially by black men. They love to fuck, and often they give me money for it. Don't get me wrong. I've got a regular job that pays the bills. This one I do for fun. Why, I asked, and why black men? Why is because, like I already said, I love having sex. I enjoy getting fucked by black men because black men have huge cocks and they know how to use it. It's not the same as having sex with white boys. The last white boy I had sex with was Ronnie's dad, and I

haven't gone back to that since. Even Ronnie knows. Ronnie knows what. Ronnie knows what I love, she explained, and he has learned to love it too. Come let me show you. Bring your beer along, because you're going to need it. She took my hand, led me to the back corridor and down into the basement. I was expecting to see someone there waiting for us, but it was empty. It was as cozy a room as can be, with chairs and sofas, a large bed in the midst and

a TV stand in a corner. There were lightning stands, including a camera on a tripod. I used to enjoy getting fucked upstairs in my bedroom, she explained as we entered the room. But I had to be careful not to let Ronnie in on what I was doing. Eventually he got two smart and realized the truth. I couldn't hide it anymore. We've talked about things, and he has learned to accept what I'm about, far more than his dad ever did. I often loved to record my sexipades here.

She inserted a cassette tape into a video machine and pressed play, then switched on the TV. The screen came on seconds later, and it displayed the basement room. The picture wobbled as someone was holding a cam corder while filming the two persons on the bed. The camera drew closer and the picture was blurry initially, but then it got more apparent and I got a numbing surprise. The two persons were naked. One of them was a black man wearing a face mask. The other was my friend Ronnie.

Ronnie was on his elbows and knees sucking the man's cock. His mom spoke in the background, letting me know she was wielding the camcorder. She was giving Ronnie instructions on what to do. Keep stroking his cock, Honey, said Sally in the background, while aiming the camera at her son's face. Yeah, that's it, just like I taught you last time. Oh yeah, that looks good. You're doing a good job, Honey. Don't worry. If you keep at this, I'll let you taste his

come out of my pussy. I'll bet you'd like that, wouldn't you. Honey. Ronnie gave a muffled grunt that said yes, while still focused on sucking the black cock. I was breathing through my mouth, and I could feel my eyes expand in their sockets. The longer I watched. I wanted to pretend that wasn't Ronnie doing what I knew he was doing, but as the camera gazed at him from all angles, there was no denying what my eyes beheld.

Do you like what you see? David? Sally's voice cut through my reverie, and I blinked before turning to her Stunned by her question, what chuckled? I asked, if you like what you're seeing because it looks like your little man does. She gestured at my crotch, and I felt my cheeks burn with embarrassment when I realized I was sporting an erection inside my jeans. Sally grabbed my crotch and I grunted, more from fear than embarrassment. Tell me, David, are you still a virgin? Emmy? I don't. I don't

think I could. Sh It's okay, she said. Ronnie's still a virgin too, but I'll soon be popping his cherry. I've got something that can help you, though. Sally dropped to her knees and began fumbling with my belt, then the top buttons of my jeans. I was too weak to stop her, even as she reached inside my briefs and extracted my heart on from its hiding place. I felt like I was having an out of body experience,

and I was too numb to do anything. As I watched my friend's mom stroke pre come out of my penis, she gave it a smooching kiss, which made goosebumps explode on my backside and made me gasp before she then began to suck me. I threw my head back and stared wide eyed at the ceiling. I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. This was what heaven must feel like, I thought. I shut my eyes and

pretended this was nothing but a dream. Yet there came the sucking noise and Sally's hand stroking my cock into her smacking mouth. That was all it took to let me know this was no fucking dream. I opened my eyes but didn't stop breathing through my mouth. I stared at what Salie was doing, and then my eyes returned to what was happening on the TV screen. The masked black man was now fucking Sally on the bed. Ronnie was wielding the camera, aiming it at his mom's face

while she took repeated pounding from the man. A hot sensation was building fa from the depths of my balls. Sallie was deep throating me with fantastic skill. It felt like she had been sucking me for a long time. I tensed and groaned from the herding, burning sensation happening in my groin. It came as immense relief when I suddenly ejaculated into my friend's mom's mouth. Sallie swallowed my

load with ease. I was busy gasping, feeling my pulse gradually returned to normalcy while she thoroughly cleaned my penis. There came a sudden noise, and I turned my head and saw Rannie by the stairs, watching us. His face was expressionless. I had no idea how long he had been there, Hi, ron said Sallie, wiping come from her chin. She rose to her feet and I struggled to rearrange my clothes. I'd never been as embarrassed as I was at that moment. I suddenly wished for the ground to

open and swallow me. Did you get the stuff I asked you to, asked Sally, I did. Ronnie said, it's all in the kitchen. Come on, David, Salie tap my arm. Let's go upstairs and eat lunch. At that moment, I would have preferred to eat nails. Thank you for enjoying this erotic tale, which is going to be part of a larger work that isn't finished yet. For more audio episodes, subscribe to my podcast, which is Shango Zone. The podcast can be found everywhere you listen to your podcast collections

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