Black House Guest

I love to tell about some of the events in my life and

this is one of my memorable times.

They say when the cats away, the kitty will play. Well

it was true this time anyway. You see my husband of

almost twenty years was away on deployment with his

military unit and I was managing the house and keeping

up with our son who was in his first year in college.

Spring break came and as things were a bit tight on

money, I encouraged my son to forego the college

tradition of going to the beach somewhere during spring

break. He agreed and asked if he could bring a

houseguest, his friend BB, home for the vacation. I was

happy that he had a friend that he wanted to socialize

with, so I agreed.

My son, Tim, had not told me anything about BB so when

they arrived, I was surprised that his friend was

black. As we were introduced, I could see that BB's

eyes took a good look at my 5 ft 9 inch 140 lb body. He

gave me a lingering peck on the cheek. I made nothing

of it, just a normal male subconscious look at a lady

sizing her up. I think most males do this

instinctively.

Later that evening after dinner, we socialized some in

the living room and I asked BB about his nickname. He

said that his uncle had called him Black Boy as a very

young age and later it was changed to BB. He thought

nothing of it and actually liked the nick. I looked at

this jet-black skin and thought how beautiful and sexy

it was. Now I was wondering why I thought that. Maybe

it was just a subtle thought from my past.

I remember as a teen in high school, the black guys

were always hitting on the white girls and I am sure

many got what they were after. I was thinking that I

had never been so lucky as I chuckled to myself. Oh

well, those days are gone forever. One cannot relive

the past.

"What are you guys going to do to pass the week away?"

I asked.

"Guess we will get our bathing suits on and spray each

other with the water hose and play like we are at the

beach," Tim said as he was joined in laughter with BB.

The next morning, as I sat with my morning coffee

reading the paper, BB came into the kitchen and walked

up behind me and put his arms around me and gave me a

squeeze and a kiss on the cheek, and said, "Good

morning Momma. You look hot in that gown."

I then realized that I had not dressed but was sitting

there in my nightgown, and without anything under it. I

made some feeble excuse about how I had forgotten that

I had a house guest and I stammered as BB chuckled and

said, "I like it, you are a very foxy Momma."

"Oh BB you are just saying that to make me feel good,"

as I felt a flutter between my thighs and a tingle in

my clit. "What am I thinking? Damn it, I am a happily

married woman and besides I am old enough to be his

mother and he isn't interested in an older woman

anyway."

The guys passed the day somehow. That evening Tim had a

date but BB passed on the opportunity to go to the

movie with Tim and his date. He instead chose to stay

home and watch a movie with me. I made some popcorn and

we watched the movie and sat on the couch together. BB

joked about us being on a date and put his arm around

me. I said, "OK, lets play like I am a teen-ager again

and you are my date."

H squeezed me and replied, "It's OK by me, but if I

treat you like my date, you may be asking for more than

you bargained for Momma."

"OK quit calling me Momma. I am Brenda and I am your

date," as I giggled and snuggled up to BB. He didn't

back off a bit and pulled me close and kissed me deeply

and passionately. My head was now spinning.

I was now wondering what I was doing with this young

black stud that probably was ready to stick his hard

black pole into my white married honey pot and shoot

his black seed deep inside my white womb.

"Oh shit," I though. "I am thinking about giving some

of my husband's private stuff to a young black man whom

I have just met and is my own son's college friend.

What am I thinking about? I need to stop this now

before I go too far, oh I want to feel that young stud

pounding me hard…Yes, he can have me if he wants me,

yes, yes, yes, I am going to give him some white

pussy."

We were now doing some heavy petting and giggling like

a couple of young high school k**s on their first date.

I was becoming fully aroused as I could feel my juices

lubricating my canal getting ready to be bred just as

nature has made it. I was now aware that BB was fully

aroused. We had long ago forgotten the movie and were

concentrating on each other.

I whispered to BB, "Put your hand between my legs and

you will know that you have made your date ready to be

loved," as I moved my hand down to his crotch and

gently rubbed his hard erect love tool. We were now in

a full embrace, kissing deeply and felling each other

all over.

I stood and led BB to the master bedroom, and the bed,

which had been only used by my husband and me. Now that

the old Tomcat was away, the Momma pussycat wanted to

play with the handsome and eager young Tomcat. I think

that is one of the laws of the jungle, "When the

dominant male is not looking, the young males sneak

around and breed the females. And of course the females

are more than willing to get some young hard cock."

As for me I was thinking that it was OK to let BB have

my husband's wife as he was not using her at the moment

and he would never miss anything, and I would enjoy

being this young stud's plaything.

We had now removed each other's clothes and were

admiring the objects of our sexual desires for the

night. What a body BB had! Muscular, young, black, and

chest covered with curly hair. I knelt and took his

black pole in my hand and the other hand gently held

his sperm filled balls. I licked the clear fluid from

the slip in his cock, and then my mouth encircled the

head as he moaned with pleasure.

I moved my fingers through his kinky black pubic hair.

When I realized he was reaching a point that I needed

to stop before he shot his load, I laid back onto the

bed as he suckled my breast and trailed kissed down to

my black curly and thick pubic hair, parting my lips

and running his tongue around my clit driving me nearly

to climax, He pushed his tongue deep into my canal and

slurped my freely flowing juices. I was not begging BB

to take me.

As BB moved his black body above mine to claim his

white pussycat, I opened my legs to welcome him. He

slowly entered as he breathed hard and moaned with

pleasure. I pushed up to receive my young stud pulling

him to me as I moved up tight with my hands firmly

planted on his buttocks. I was now giving my husband's

private honey pot to this young black stud that I had

invited to take my husbands place while he was away.

We were moaning, thrusting, squirming, and sweating as

we moved to take our pleasures from each other. BB was

now nibbling on my ear as he thrust deeper and faster

and was telling me how good I was. All I could find to

say was "Fuck your Momma! Fuck your Brenda! Come in

Momma! I've got you baby! I want your fucking black

seed in me! Breed me my Young Black Stud! Breed me!

As I felt him start thrusting hard and deep, grunt as

he thrust, I knew he was going to blow his load very

soon. This sent me into pure sexual bliss and I started

thrusting hard and then stiffened as his cock started

pumping his seed into my waiting womb His black balls

slapped my white ass hard as he made his final thrust

and unloaded in me. I briefly shook all over and then

collapsed totally exhausted as he lay there on this

just fucked white wife with our sweat mixing and

rolling down onto the bed sheet. The sheets were now

soaked with our commingled sweat and love juices.

Without a word spoken we both knew that we had pleased

each other. BB rolled over and we both went to sleep

from sheer exhaustion. The next morning, I awoke with

the sun shining into the room, and looked over at my

lover as he slept. I thought, "What a handsome black

stud and I had him last night all to myself. Damn, what

a lucky married woman I am!" I looked at his cock as it

lay limply knowing that I had made it that way.

I looked at his large black balls and knew that they

had emptied their contents into my womb last night. I

smiled as I thought of how I could work magic on BB's

black cock and bring it back to full erection and

wondered if he had some more black seed to plant...

Well maybe tonight I would find out the answer.

I was so pleased and happy as I reflected back on the

evening and how our two bodies had taken control of our

minds and put us together to please each other just as

nature had intended for man and woman to do. I reached

down and felt my stretched lips and the black seed that

had filled me to overflowing. I felt the matted damp

pubic hair coated with BB's sperm as it oozed out from

where it had been pumped during our lovemaking.

I lay there wondering if I would be thinking of BB when

my husband came home to reclaim his wife. How could an

older married white woman forget being loved by a

handsome young black stud? I was thinking how hard, how

big, and how black my lover was and how I had eagerly

given myself to him. A southern white gal had just been

black fucked! Damn it all. It was good.

PART 2

Author Note: I wrote "Black House Guest" and was not

intending to write more of the story however my mind

has been dwelling on that week and I think you need to

hear the rest of the story, so here it is.

BB and I were like two dogs. I was like a bitch in heat

and he was following me around like a stud dog. I think

it was the third night that we were sleeping together

that I awoke late the next morning and noticed that I

had left the bedroom door open. As I passed Tim's room,

I noticed that he was already up. "Oh, damn it all," I

thought. "He has seen me and BB so what shall I do?"

I walked into the kitchen and Tim and I exchanged

greetings and I poured me a cup of coffee and joined

Tim at the breakfast table. I could see by his

expression that he had seen us and I was wondering how

this would play out.

Tim, with a grin on his face said, "I can't believe it.

BB got the hots for my mom. Now that is hot."

"Oh, Tim, honey, I don't know what happened. I...

uhhhh... well guess BB got horny last night and came to

my bed and I didn't exactly discourage him. I am sorry.

Dad will not be happy if he finds out. Please don't

tell anyone, and certainly not Dad."

"It's OK Mom. I think you are hot myself. I have had a

few dreams about you"

"Huh? I don't know what to say. My own son thinking of

his mom like that. I know it happens but it is not

right. You should not have those thoughts," I remarked.

"Mom I am sorry but it is true and this was a good time

to tell you. I understand your needs... you know...

well with Dad gone and all. I know the feeling myself.

I guess young guys get horny and take it when they can

get it. I suspect women get horny as well. I understand

why BB got the hots for you. You are very sexy, Mom."

"Son, I am showing my age. I surely am not that

attractive to young guys like you and BB."

"You would be surprised, Mom, to find out that a lot of

young guys dream of getting it on with an older woman.

Young black men think they are not a man until they

have made out with a married white woman. I guess BB is

really feeling manly now. A lot of guys feel that

banging someone's wife shows how manly they are."

"Yes I think I have read some article somewhere on that

subject. I understand that i****t between a Mom and her

son is a matter of the son feeling like he is man

enough to challenge the dominant male, the Dad, and the

woman feels that she needs to know that she is still

desirable. Don't get any ideas. It is Taboo, so don't

get any thoughts along those lines."

"How can it be more taboo than a White wife getting

laid by a young black guy?"

"I don't know son, but it is wrong somehow," I

continued. Now my thighs were getting little tingles in

them and my stomach was having little muscular

contractions. I knew the signs. I was getting horny

talking to my own son. Oh, I could not believe I was

entertaining a fantasy of having sex with my own son.

Actually I had to admit that the thought had crossed my

mind as I watched Tim grow into a man and had

occasionally gotten a peek at his young cock as he got

older and his pubic hair began to grow. I was proud

that I had raised a handsome young man and had wondered

if he ever had dreams about his Mom.

Tim got up and moved over and planted a big kiss

squarely on my lips and as he drew away, I gasped for

breath knowing that it was a sexual kiss rather than a

friendly one. Tim said, "I wish I had a girl just like

you Mom."

Now, I was thinking of what the meaning of that

statement was. Did he want a girl like me his own age

or did he want me just like I am and make me his secret

girlfriend?

That night I lay in bed with my sexual thoughts and as

I felt my private parts I was becoming stimulated with

thoughts of being my own son's secret mistress. How

wonderful for a Mom to take care of a son's sexual

needs until he found his own wife. I was trying to

think of how being with my own son would be any more

taboo than giving myself to BB. No it is not. A son had

needs and if he needs his Mom, it is no more wrong than

for a Mom to sleep with his friend. If my son needs me,

I will be there for him.

It was after midnight. I was in a state of arousal that

drove me to get up and go to my son's room. I looked at

him under the sheet as he slept and I slipped my gown

off and slid into bed beside him, moving my hand down

into his shorts and felt his soft manhood. I moved my

lips down and took his cock into my mouth gently

sucking and moving my tongue around. I felt it starting

to get larger and larger until it was rock hard. I

heard my son moan my name, "Oh Mom, I love you."

I kept playing with his balls and his hard cock as I

moved above him and lowered my wet mound over his

waiting mouth. He knew what to do, and eagerly slurped

my free flowing juices. Tim was now moving his hips up

and down pushing his cock deeper. I then turned around

and moved my wet pubic area over his young cock and

lowered myself onto him taking all he had into me. Our

lips met as we kissed and squirmed each matching the

others thrust. Tim now had his hands on my buttocks

holding me close.

My mind was racing as we fucked like two sex starved

teen-agers. My son, for the moment, was taking his

Dad's place showing his Mom that he was now a man ready

to breed women. In farm terms, it is like the young

bull deciding that he is ready to take over from the

old bull and breed all the cows young and old.

I was giving myself to my son freely. He was thrusting

deeper and deeper knocking on my womb preparing it to

receive his seed. I then moved off of top to let my son

take the top position so he could really drill deep and

slap his sperm filled balls against my rear end.

I quickly opened my legs wide to receive my son's man

cock. He was soon pounding and breathing rapidly as he

blurted out, "Oh Mom! Oh Mom, you feel so good. I'm

cummmming."

I was now at my peak and shook all over having my

orgasm as I felt my son shooting his hot seed into my

womb. I could feel him throbbing and pumping the last

drop as he relaxed and I went limp. We lay there for a

few moments, then Tim moved over and we both went to

sleep knowing that we both had fulfilled our secret

dreams.

I now had two horny young studs in my house to contend

with. What a wonderful situation that was. I was not

into the threesomes and I didn't want BB to know

anything so Tim and I decided that the next night was

reserved for BB then one more night with my son before

spring break was over, of course Tim started coming

home more often to remind his Mom that he was a horny

young man who was taking some of his dad's private

stock. I knew that I was capable of taking care of all

my men and give them what they need.

I began to wonder if I was becoming a sex maniac. I now

found myself dreaming of what it would be like to have

all three sniffing and licking all at the same time,

three hard cocks, my husband's, my son's and BB's black

one, ready to dump their loads deep inside my waiting

white pussy. Yes all three could breed me and I would

love it.