1. Mama T's - Visiting and meeting her household


    Date: 8/5/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Interracial Sex, Taboo, Author: imornery81, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    http://up0.xhcdn.com/000/084/220/868_1000.jpg Mama T had made a happy man of a passing skinny white boy on a summer's night.... But what happens when a few nights later he decides to see if she is interested in going for it again? Many of you said the first part of the story was hot.... Put on your fireproof undies, grab some lube and enjoy part 2!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Walking down Euclid Avenue I saw that there was a light on in the front of the house where Mama T lived. My heart was pounding and I hoped that I was not being stupid, but when I got to her sidewalk I decided nothing ventured; nothing gained and I took the five quick steps to her door and knocked. It was late. It was not after 1:00 like it had been the first time I had met Mama T. But the fact was, it was after the hour where polite people knock on the door for a visit. So my nerves had me looking over my shoulder as I waited for a response from inside the house. I was just hoping the response would not be a shotgun barrel stuck in my face! Then I heard someone come to the door and a couple of locks get undone. I took a deep breath and was letting it out when the door opened revealing an athletic black man, in his late teens or early 20’s standing there dressed in a wife beater shirt and baggy shorts that seemed to only just manage to defy gravity as they hung from well below his hips. “What you want at this time of night?” was the none too friendly greeting. What indeed did I want? What I wanted was ...
    to suck on those big tits that I had wrapped my lips around a few days earlier; that really was what I wanted! I wanted to see if this time while I sucked her tits, she would suck my cock? Would I get a chance to maybe even bury my greedy little cock into the woman? But somehow, standing in the dark on the step looking at another young man, I did not think that those were the answers I should give! And yet, nothing else even vaguely resembling a civil reply came to my mind! Finally I managed to say, “I just thought I’d stop and say “Hi to Momma.” It did not matter what he said, I was ready to turn and take off running. He looked down at me and I could see the disgust in his eyes as he tried to think through and come up with something to say back to me. I thought for a moment he had decided to just slam the door in my face when I heard a voice from another room call out, “Marcus, who is it?” I knew the voice and immediately knew I had showed up at the right house. I just had no clue as to whether it was a good time. By all indications, it was not. “It’s that skinny assed white boy from the other night.” Marcus did not turn his head to look back to the woman he was talking to. He was just standing there, immovable in the open door, glaring at me. I have never been an athlete. Standing just a foot away from this guy who was built like he ate chains for breakfast, carried trucks all day and pounded people into pulp for evening fun was intimidating to say the least. Fear was about ...
«1234...89»