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Cool Mom ( Tyr and Cindi)

Like fucking fish to water, the sexy mature thing opened her mouth, stopped her pathetic whining, and took his cock in. Oh and she didn’t fucking just suck on the tip, no the sexy MILF just kept shoving more and more cock meat into her hot sucking hole. Kevin groaned as she soon had the head of his cock buried in her throat, the upper portion of his body naturally straightening up, his eyes widening as she inhaled more and more of his impressive length. None of the girls at school did that shit, they licked the shaft and suckled on the tip, like a giant lollipop, the mature neighbor did a little more, but had a natural gag reflex she said, but Danny’s mother seemed to have none of those problems. The toes on Kevin’s feet curled as he took a deep breath in and watched her do far more than any girl had ever done before.

Oh my god, fuck!

Was the startled response of the young man as the sexy woman’s head started rising and falling on his cock, with ease. Normally a rather controlled young man, he naturally releases her tits, and each hand grabs the arm rests, as his hips begin to lift up to meet the older woman’s skilled efforts. This also caused him to slip, and be more vulgar and crude, as he lost concentration.

Suck that fucking cock, you slut! Empty those fucking balls!

The churning feeling in his balls was only the first indication that this wasn’t going to last much longer.

That the hottest fucking sight I’ve ever seen, bitch! I’m about cum so fucking hard!

His head tilts back and he half howls, as his hip continue to feed his huge cock into her mouth and throat. The whole thing swelling as the tip opens to left forth a massive stream of cum. His cock throbbing in time with the blasting ropes of hot sticky cum that shot out of his cock. Kevin didn’t even look his eyes were briefly closed as his cock spewed. He didn’t care if it was in her throat, mouth over her luscious tits and face, that particular issue was up to the Cindi.
 
Cindi knew it wouldn't be long till she felt the satisfaction of pleasuring the young man. Her head bobbing as he stiffened. Holding his hips up to her. A glisten of sweat on his tone hairless body. She was so aroused and feeling so in need of a man inside her. She maintained her composure. Telling herself she wasn't crossing a line with just oral sex. Just like she'd told herself about every act leading up to it.

His harsh words were shocking to her. She blamed them on youthful lust as she continued to service the hard shaft. Her moans mixing with his. Her big breasts rubbing his thighs as she felt him tense. He pushed up his hips firmly lodging the thick head in her tight throat as she swallowed load after load. Her lips stretched tight around his thick shaft as she felt him empty his balls into her

Standing slowly as she worked her breasts back into her top she smiled uncertain as she looked at the young man. " remember, this is our secret" she whispered as she pushed her dark hair out of her face walking into the house full of drunk loud young men and music.
 
Danny’ hot fucking mother swallowed what felt like a quart after quart of his jizz as it erupted out of his cock. The fucking MILF swallowed it all like a true cum guzzler, taking her favorite protein shake. Not only that but she polished his pole leaving not a drop, so all that remained was his length glistening and clean. Nothing like the girls at school that left a puddle in your lap, or fucking thought shoving a cum covered cock back into your pants was acceptable. Kevin was still young so he was in a bit of a shock as his member sucked clean lay against his hairless lower abdomen, and the sexy women’s tits caressing him, all while she spoke about keeping a secret.

Oh yeah sure!

Fuck he would say anything, now that he’d experienced that. If she was half at good at fucking as she was sucking cock that would be a fuck to remember. With a blissful look on his face, he shoved his half hard cock back into his pants as best as he could. Damn, his cock wasn’t even going soft with that sexy momma standing there, because of course it wanted more. Still he tried to position it as best he could, and stand as he thought of how he was going to get into her pants.

Thanks Mrs. F. You’re the best!

The music and noise of the party blared as the door opened and Mrs. F. stepped back inside. Inside a few eyes watched the hot mother come back. Not because they had any clue what she'd done, but simply because she was hot, and showed it off. Danny had his back turned and was describing some skateboard move he'd tried earlier in the day to a friend.
 
Cindi smiled as her sun was being animated in his story. She wiped her face with a towel after using it to open another beer and took a drink. Coming up behind her son she hugged him from the side.
"Having fun? " she asked. Seeing the boys getting rowdier and the music loud she worried the neighbor would complain.

Moving into the living room she was feeling so aroused. She was amazed her little white shorts weren't soaked. Her nipples were aching and unbeknownst to her the wet spot was helping outline her areola where Kevin had teased it with the beer making her top semi transparent.

The boys seemed to be paying more attention to her but perhaps it was from the lusty feelings and marihuana that she thought they were. Even so she enjoyed the attention.
 
Danny’s back was to his mother as she approached so he didn’t see that her tits were on display. However, Marcus his friend was the happy recipient on Danny’s mother’s tit show. He like probably every guy in the room had noticed her attire, but now it was ten times better, like a wet t-shirt contest at the beach kind of thing. The tits, those sex dark areas, and the large nipples that looked like they wanted to tear out of her top, made for a terrific sight. Danny didn’t have the view Marcus did and so he didn’t see what the big deal was and only half turned to say hi to his mom. With her breasts pressed into his back he didn’t think or even realize her condition, or that he was blocking the view of Marcus.

Hey Mom, thanks for the great party, the guys love it!

Marcus smiled at Danny’s mom, and when she approached his eyes had closely followed and tracked her rather provocative display. Marcus decides that Danny is really fucking up the view.

Danny, could you get me a beer. It’s getting hot in here.

Sure! Danny says. Maybe I can turn the A/C up.

Danny pulls away, never even looking back at his mother, as he heads off. Since the room was getting hotter and hotter with all the people in it. Marcus with a beer in his hand, asks for help.

Could you help me get this t-shirt off?

Like any young innocent man would ask their mother for help, except Mrs. F. wasn’t his mother, and he wasn’t so innocent. He just wanted a reason to be close to her.
 
Cindi smiled, noticing that she was sweating as well, called to her son as he headed to get a beer for Marcus. "Danny, why don't you go ahead and move the thermostat down to 68 or so, it's getting hot in here" she smiled back and Marcus.

Cindi smiled, as she noticed the white shirt clinging to Marcus's hard body, he wasn't much taller than her, but he had that hard body most of the teenage boys that skated and hung out with her son did. She started lifting his shirt. "sure honey, no problem" she said as she leaned in, her round breasts pressed at the top of her bra shirt tank top, she moved her fingers under the shirt to grab the bottom and pulled up, she nearly gasped as his sweaty six-pack abs came into view.

Thinking to herself, "god this is not a good thing, I'm lusting over every guy that gets near me, I really need to get laid" she pulled the shirt up, her hands pulling his shirt up as he moved the beer from hand to hand to help pull the sleeves out.

She looked at him, and couldn't resist letting her small soft hand slide down his chest. "geez, you really are sweaty" she said, as she felt her heart beat faster, her body tingling with desire. She shouldn't have went so far with Kevin, her eyes looked around, seeing he had made it back in and was talking to a couple of guys in the corner.

Looking back at Marcus, "the air conditioning is running now, I can feel it, you should cool down more not" she said, not really noticing how the cool air coupled with her wetness around her tan areolas was making her areolas wrinkle and her nipples poke out longer.

She turned to see her son coming back in with a beer in each hand, and started to walk back into the kitchen, thinking she should check on the snacks, make sure everyone was eating enough as the guys seemed to be going through the beer pretty fast. She might need to make a beer run and get more food.

Trying to keep her mind off of her waning desires, as she concentrated on keeping the party going for her son and his friends, and hoping she hadn't made a BIG mistake by helping Kevin out with his hardness earlier, she knew it would be hard for a teenage boy not to want more, or any man for that matter, and she was finding it hard not thinking about what it would be like to have the long thick hard shaft of that young man inside her, his thickness was intimidating but she knew it would feel good after she got used to it. ... she shook her head, trying to stop her mind from going there.
 
Danny plodded of to do his mother’s bidding, not thinking or even realizing why either of the parties really asked for his departure. He was used to people looking at his mother a certain way, he talked to her about it, but she said something about if have it why not show it. She said she wasn’t hurting anyone, and she liked to look pretty, that kind of thing. So off he went, to turn up the air conditioner and get another beer.

Marcus smiled at Danny’s mom helped him off with his shirt, her hot mature body, sliding against him. Marcus was good looking and had some luck with the ladies, and though not as experienced as Kevin, he still had a cocky confidence. The girls his age always complimented him on his body, and he was proud that the baby fat of his adolescents had given way to a trim and firm body, that the girl’s liked. So Marcus smiled as she removed his shirt, their bodies for a moment pressing against one another. The hand that slid down his chest didn’t go unnoticed, or that it lingered a little longer than would have been normal.

Well there are a lot of reasons to be hot and sweat, you know. I like getting hot and sweaty it can be lots of fun.

The coy innuendo clear as Marcus felt her pointy nipples pressing into his naked chest through the damp thin material of her top. God Danny’s mother was hot, not shy like the young girls as school, she exuded raw sexiness he thought.

I don’t know if I could cool down with you around.


He said, but was interrupted by the return of Danny with the beers. Danny was a bit shocked on her return to see his mother’s condition and wondered if she realized that her breasts were showing through her top. What he couldn’t possibly tell his friends or anyone for that matter, that he had and still masturbated to thoughts of his mother. Still he didn’t think his mother should be exposed or exposing herself, especially in this manner. Sometimes she seemed like a kid out of control. She was his mother, didn’t she understand that?

The party raged on, more music, more talking and more drinking. Kevin loved that all his friends were here having a good time, it made him feel part of this group. If Mrs. F. needed help, one of the guys was sure to help, though only Brad had a car.
 
Cindi's body was in turmoil, a raging lust that started with her trist with Kevin in the back yard had ignited a furnoe in her already neglected body. If she were truthful she would admit it started long ago when she started trying to hang out with her son's friends. Now helping the hot fit young man out of his shirt had made it worse.

Standing close touching his sweaty body she felt nothing but pure desire. Desire to be taken and fucked all night long. His words stoked the fire already burning within her as he flirted shamelessly. She felt disappointed and relieved when Danny showed up. She smiled thanking him as she made her escape towards the kitchen. Her tight top and short white shorts clung to her body.

She needed to cool down and getting out of here would probably be a good idea. She decided to go get beer. Grabbing her keys and purse she headed out to the car. Stopping part way she realized brad's car was in the way. Sighing her heeled sandals clicked on the drive as she headed back in. Brad was one of Danny's friends she didn't trust. He was bigger and rougher than the other boys. She supposed he was alright but there was something about him that worried her.

Walking back in the living room she saw Kevin,Brad and Marcus talking near the sofa. Danny was playing the new video game that just came out. Walking over to the three boys she smiled feeling their eyes on her. "Brad? Can you move your car? I'm going to go get more beer" she said as she pondered getting something stronger to help her calm down and compose her mature body's lust.
 
Eyes followed the older woman as she’d traversed the room, on her way out, more than one young man undressing her with their eyes. Kevin didn’t say anything, he only smiled when someone asked what went on outside. Not that he didn’t want to brag, because he did, but he didn’t want any of his friends getting any ideas or making a move of their own, when he want to finish what they started. So for now Kevin’s plan was to make sure Danny got enough to drink, so he would be feeling no pain, and hopefully before the party was done, would be out like a light. No need for his friend to interrupt his plans for sexy older woman, at least for now, he could always share later.

Brad, like the other young man watched Danny’s mom exit, and was a bit surprised when she was calling his name, asking him to move his car. Somebody else, he might have told them to piss off, but he liked the older woman, and like the other found her hot. So with a coy smile, he put down his beer, and made his way to the car in the driveway. Brad was large for his age being only 17, and where the other boys becoming men, were lanky, he was broad of shoulder, thicker and muscled. Most people on first sight were afraid or concerned as he looked like a tough black guy, and Brad liked that. He wasn’t a member of any gang, or even did anything really illegal, but girls like the tough guys, those bad boys there mother warned them about, and Brad loving living the persona. So he'd become rather self assured and bold young man, and it got him everything he really wanted and most of all that was pussy.

So how can I help you, do you want a ride?

Brad said with confidence, as he stood there with cocky grin, and smile on his face. He wasn’t sure of Danny’s mother’s game, but he was going to see if she liked dark meat. He knew enough white girls, that wanted to know if the urban myth had any truth to it. Plus, a girl that was showing off as much as her, deserved some very personal attention.
 
As Brad strode over his aloof mannerism, his thick powerful body. She looked up at him. He had a commanding presence that made here feel a bit intimidated. He was so much more aggressive and rougher acting than the others. She felt a bit intimidated by him.

"Oh you don't have to drive me. I was going to get more beer" Cindi said smiling weakly. She knew she was feeling weaker mentally and she had to admit his rough exterior was appealing. She didn't want to be alone with him, did she?

She walked out to the cars parked in the drive as he told her to get in. Her heart beat faster. She didn't want to seem like she was playing favorites or racist so she climbed in the passenger seat. Her long tan legs in front of her she saw him look her over as he started the car and whipped it out of the driveway.

She had no idea Kevin was back at the house feeding her son beer after beer in her absence. She sat in the loud car with the music pounding as Brad took off.

"I usually just go to the market down the street" she said over the music as the boy grinned driving fast the other direction. She assumed he was going to a convenience store.
 
Brad headed in the opposite direction than Danny’s mother indicated. Not because he cared about her selection of place to buy booze, but simply because he wanted to head to a place he knew better. Not that it was that far away, but it was in a rougher neighborhood, and the guys hanging outside the liquor store didn’t look like they ever belonged to the boy scouts. Brad pulled up, the outside of the building poorly lit, vague shapes of several people could be seen hanging out in an alley or area adjacent to the liquor store, for what reason wasn’t obvious.

This place sells cheap.

Brad leans over and puts his hand on her leg, almost as if he’s reassuring her, yet a young man like him probably shouldn’t be touching someone's mom like that.

Don’t you worry, I know some of these guys, and they’ll leave you alone as long as you’re with me, baby. So stick close.

Brad hand slides along and off of her leg, it having lingered for far longer than it should have. A smile on his face as he looks at the sexy older white woman, he moves to open his door and exit the car. If Cindi was really to look it was a male figure in the alley, with his back against a wall, and a woman crouch in front of him, her head active at his groin. Nothing Brad hadn’t seen growing up here and as such he wasn’t even paying attention. Though the rough looking guys had their eyes directed towards Cindi. He always like the white girls, and a thing like Danny's mother, well that really was worth taking a shot at.
 
Cindi looked a bit unnerved as she looked outside. She felt his big hand on her thigh. His dark fingers on her smooth tan legs. She felt his fingers slide down her leg as she got out with him. Moving close as the men looked. Brad's massive muscular body made her feel safer. She stayed close as they moved into the store.

Picking up some beer from the cooler. Her tiny white shorts clinging to her small firm ass. She felt brads eyes on her as she straightened back up. "This should be enough, don't you think?" She asked. Her voice wavering she didn't want to let on how nervous she was in this neighborhood. Her eyes darting around as she stayed close to her son's well built friend.
 
A white woman like Cindi wouldn’t be in this neighborhood alone, let alone dressed as she was. The only girls dressed as she was worked on corners and in alley ways, and the only guys they knew were either customers or their pimps. Leaving the store, with the beer, they were verbally accosted.

Yeah Brad who’s the hot mama with you? I didn’t know you had a white bitch.

There Cindi was standing in her minimal attire, as Brad opened the trunk to load the beer. She was totally exposed, her backside facing this unnamed large black man. When she turned around she would see a young white girl, in a scantily clad school girl outfit, with high heels, and her ass cheeks almost sticking below the hem of her very short skirt. A normal looking mid aged white guy darts out of the alleyway and heads down the street, his head down heading to where his upscale car was clearly parked. The young girl moves to saddle right up to the large black man, clearly handing him some money, before she lights a cigarette, and stares at the Brad and Cindi.

She looks a little old for you, maybe you take Kelly here into the alley for a little spin, and you let me try yours out.

There was a chuckle from the other guys that stood around listening to the exchange. Brad didn’t immediately respond as he put the next case of beer into the trunk.
 
Cindi's heart was pounding as they loaded the trunk, seeing the leers, the comments, while she was still feeling a bit horny, she wasn't ready to let some stranger take her, she at least knew the boys around the house and trusted them to be safe to some extent. Maybe foolishly so. She looked wide eyed at Brad, as he seemed to be pondering the older man's offer.

"don't you dare leave me" she whispered desperately as Brad grinned, she moved closer to the young muscular black man, feeling a bit out of her element, which seemed to please him and the others. She was a flirty suburban mom barely making ends meet, but she wasn't used to the rough dark environment he had taken her into.

"come on, lets go" she begged" her heart pounding, her tiny white shorts and thin top showing her well developed older body, she knew this could go badly for her if she was left alone, she had no doubt the big black man with the young prostituted wasn't above raping or hurting a woman. She felt more and more terrified as she looked to Brad for protection and an escape. "Please, lets get out of here" she said quietly, hoping the other men around wouldn't hear her.

She looked over briefly, wishing she hadn't, as she saw them gathering around, looking at her and Brad, as if they were negotiating a deal, the men openly grabbing themselves, and staring with little regard for her as anything more than a piece of flesh designed for pleasure. Her heart was pounding, she swallowed hard, her mouth dry, her eyes darting.
 
Brad knew the older woman was nervous; he’d taken her to an area and situation that she would be unfamiliar with and uncomfortable. That she’d chosen a rather revealing attire, only played into the situation, making it even worse for her. It wasn’t like he’d planned it, but it wasn’t unexpected and not that uncommon a response. So as she moved in, even closer seeking his protection from the tough guys on the sidewalk. The way she almost pleaded, begged him to go, and that he not leave her to these men, pleased him.

Continuing to play along, he takes a moment to visually inspect the young thing that stood there ready to do whatever was asked of her. The young girl saw the guy that was probably her age, or even a little older. She knew her job so she smiled back, giving him the look she knew men liked, letting them know she was available, as she licked her lips and flaunted her body. So Brad bantered back, enjoying the developing situation, figuring he could use it to his advantage.

Man, I’ve always wanted to do a white girl, especially one with some experience.

The big guy on the sidewalk smiles and agrees.

Oh I know what you’re talking about, nothing better than a white pussy wrapped around a black cock. And Kelly here loves the black cock, don’t you baby!

Oh you know I do sweetheart! It’s my favorite kind.

She turns her head from the large man and stares right at Brad, as she talks.

I'd love to suck your black then have you fuck me right here, right now. Come on make the deal and I'll make every one of your white girl fantasies come true.
 
Cindi could see the men leering at her. Making lewd body movements as they grabbed themselves and laughed. The young black man bantering with the older. The older pimp grinning lewdly with his gold tooth shining. Cindi had heard all the myths about blackmen being bigger. Sh heard how the loved white women. She knew nothing of this, she hadn't ever been with a black man and really wasn't planning too be with one tonight. Her eyes darted from one to the other. Seeing the young prostitute smiling and offering herself. Her heart was pounding, she wanted to be back with the younger men where she felt safe and more in control, whether it was true or not, she felt that way.

Her attention returning to Brad she placed her soft small hand on his massive shoulder, looking up at the tall over muscled young man she had often wondered if it was steroids or natural that he was so powerfully built . "Come on let's go the others are waiting, don't do this, he's just messing with you" she whispered. Her mind trying to comprehend what was taking place and how to come out of it with the least amount of harm. Her eyes darted back and forth from the leering men to her son's friend. Her heart was racing. She was getting more nervous. Finally without thinking she whispered "we can have our own fun back at my place". She wanted to pull the words back in the moment they left her supple lips.

She knew what it sounded like and regretted saying it. She hadn't actually meant they would go have sex but more trying to imply that they return to the party but the look she got and hearing her words it was obvious what any man would think. She felt the heat rise to her full breasts and chest as the redness creeped toward her face. She swallowed hard, "I think the guys will be waiting for us to get back with more beer" she said sounding a bit weak in her attempt to recoup her words and their perceived implications.

Her desperate attempt to get out of the dangerous situation had resulted in her digging herself deeper into the mix. She was fairly certain she was getting fucked tonight whether she wanted it or not and the way she had dresses it would be hard to convince anyone she didn't want too. The black men had moved from the wall they were leaning against in front of the store, closer to the older car she and Brad had arrived in. Brad had shut the trunk, and arm behind her as he leaned on it with one hand, a cocky grin on it as she backed up she felt his arm against her back. She nervously pushed a strand of her dark hair away from her face.

She was never accused of being the brightest or most worldly woman, in fact sometimes people had mentioned she might be naïve in the things that her son and his friends were involved in, but she didn't really pay that type of talk any attention. Coupled with her bent psyche, her longing to be considered beautiful even though she didn't feel that way and her desire to be accepted as part of a younger crowed, specifically by teens she was supposed to be keeping safe and being the adult around, it was easy enough to work her into situations like this or the one earlier with Kevin.

She swallowed hard as Brad didn't seem phased. As if he expected this. His grin turning mischievous as he looked from his stare down and bantering with the older pimp back to the mother of his friend, who looked like she had a body out of a porn movie and her clothing didn't hide much of the imagination. He knew he was in control of the situation and only had to decide what would benefit him the most.
 
The young girl that was probably her son’s age started to rub her tits and became even more provocative as the she attempted to entice the young man that Cindi was hoping would protect her. The large black man that was her pimp smiled as his little whore did her stuff. Brad seemed to be enjoying the young white girl’s attention, and wasn’t immediately responding to Danny’s mom’s concerns. Though he was aware of her discomfort, and felt her increasing proximity as she looked to him for protection, he didn’t yet offer her the safety she desired, though he was pleasantly surprised as she offered herself as a method of inducement to leave. Now his smile increased as he realized he had what he’d come for, though the young girl thought the smile was for her and that she’d succeeded.

Don’t you worry baby, my man will take care of her, she’ll be a good little black cock addict when he’s done with her.

The young girl says as she steps away from the large black man’s embrace to move towards Brad. For she wasn’t the only one that thought the deal had been reached. Brad let the young thing approach, her man never moving from his place on the wall, his cock assured stance clear, a guy used to having complete power and control over women.

Seemingly not the least concerned she was being watched, she presses herself against Brad’s broad chest, her hand reaching down to stroke him right through his pants, right in public, her skilled hands knowing exactly what to do. The young girl looks right over at Cindi, and talks as if it was the most normal of conversations.

Oh and he’s got a big one too. Have you tried it yet?

The large ridge in Brad’s pants making clear the girl’s efforts were succeeding and that Brad was packing a very substantial piece of cock meat.
 
Cindi was shocked as the girl came off the curb pressing herself to Brad and she also felt a bit jealous. She crossed her arms under her big breasts and leaned against the trunk of the car. Her tan legs extended out and crossed as she sat there pouring. Her punk lips pursed.

Watching the girl stroke Brad she watched in disbelief as the long snake formed down his thigh. She had never imagined a teen...any man could be built like that. It looked like it was thick as her wrist and went down his thigh almost half way. But what intrigued and frightened her at the same time was the plumb size head ad the end. It truly appeared a python had crawled in his pants.

"Can we go now?" She said trying to sound bored. "I should get home"
 
Brad took a deep breath as the young girl continued with her very convincing efforts. The young thing grinning as she saw the older woman discomfort at what was transpiring. The girl had learned there was power in sex, and that men enjoyed and of course paid for it; though if her pimp weren’t watching she would have done this boy for free, she really did enjoy a nice piece of dark meat, like this one was packing.

Go home? Are you scared old woman? Or do you just want it all to yourself?

The young girl said as she continued to grow Brad large cock in her small skilled hand. The man snake was clearly visible as the ridge of it ran down his pant leg. Then as if the older woman’s answers didn’t even matter, she looked up at Brad trying to close the deal.

Oh baby come on, dumb the old broad and fuck my tight little white pussy with that big black cock of yours. Come on baby!

The young girl pleaded, her skills at manipulating honed as she learned her trade as a whore. If her man told her to fuck her own daddy, she wouldn’t hesitate, and she would make sure he paid her. Her pussy was his to sell and use as he pleased, and there wasn’t a thing she could or would do about it. So she attempted to entice the young man, to take her man's deal, her pimp’s deal.
 
Cindi watched, humiliated as the young girl continued her taunt. She wasn't about to start a war of words with a common street whore. Her arrogance evident in her thoughts and posture. The fact she blew a teen on her patio an hour earlier out of lust and acceptance made her thoughts of being better than the teen girl making money hypocritical.

She was growing frustrated and angry enough she had all but forgotten about the pimp and other black men drinking and watching as the girl plied her trade. "I've had enough of this" she said angrily.

Straightening she stood up, her tan firm body well defined in her tight clothes. Her heels clicked as she started walking towards the passenger side of the car.

"I'll be in the car when your done" she said a flash of anger and yes, jealousy in her eyes as her cheeks shined red with a flush.

Making her way along the curb to the side door she realized she had forgotten about the intimidating black men.
 
Kelly figured she’d won when the older woman gave up and started to retreat. She took her hand from Brad's large appendage, and moved to take his hand with the intent to guide him to the dark alley. Though Brad would have enjoyed a nice romp with the young white girl, he had enough free young white pussy at school. Several of the outgoing girls his age wanted to see if the myth was true, and luckily for him, he had just the right equipment to keep the myth going. Brad’s head turns in Cindi’s direction briefly and smiles, before he pulls his hand back and answers the young whore.

Hmmm… I think I have a better offer now, so maybe I’ll catch you next time.

Brad walked right up to Cindi, his condition now clearly evident, as he stepped passed her to head around to the driver's side. The young girl crossed her arms in front of her and pouted, the dark foreboding man on the curb never saying a thing. Finally the young thing begins to tell Brad his mistake.

You’ll be back, that old crone won’t take care of you like I will baby. She probably doesn’t even fucking swallow. Just think of how great your big black cock would look in this little tight white pussy.

The girl had the nerve to reach down and pull her little panties aside showing her neatly shaved pussy as if that would for surely bring Brad back. The girl clearly had no decency when it came to sex or her body. Brad looks across seeing the display and looks across the car to Cindi, and lets her know his feelings.

You better be fucking worth it.
 
Cindi opened the passenger door to get in. She saw Brad grin at her as she opened the door. She slid her tan legs out in front of her as her small ass snuggled safely into the seat. The look Brad gave her made her think to herself, out of the frying pan into the fire. The big muscle bound youth grinned in triumph as he looked her over.

She sat silently as he squealed away seeming eager to get somewhere. Cindi finally breathed a sigh of relief as she realized her situation could be worse. She could have been left with that Pimp and whatever he had planned. Her thoughts were a teenager was safer and more controllable, those were her thoughts anyway. She had never really had any problems with any of the boys before. The car sped down rough dark streets as her small busty body bounced in the seat.

"Where are you going so fast?" She asked naively as she felt the car swerve around a corner. Uncertain if Brad was mad or just in a hurry she watched his massive powerful hands on the wheel. Realizing his arms were bigger than her thighs, maybe her waist. He was powerfully built in every way as a glance lower revealed he was still hard as well. She knew she was going to have sex with him. It excited and frightened her at the same time. He was massive, it was a turn on for women to see big hard penises but there was a point they were no longer pleasant and painful, she feared that this one might be that point, but, what the hell, as long as he didn't put it all the way in it would be fun, right?

Her mind was thinking of his hard shaft, which wasn't a good idea in the already horny state she had been left in after she had pleasured Kevin earlier. It would be hard for anyone to believe she was having sex with underage boys, or would it? she thought as she tried to take her mind of the need she felt and the perfect body of the young man sitting next to her. Her heart started racing as her nipples ached to get out of the tight top as she felt them so hard and sensitive.
 
Brad had an evil grin as he sped away from the liquor store, the length pulsing in his pants, dictating his direction, which of course was not directly back to the party. No Brad had another idea for a party, and it involved Danny’s mother and some serious tension relief. She was already asking as she realized that they weren’t heading back to her place, or at least not yet. Brad was heading for a private spot where he could get some time with the sexy dressed mother. He made several turns till they were heading into and through a heavy old industrial area, the building large, foreboding, and dark. The place may have been busy and crowded during the day, but tonight it was empty and void of people. Someplace no one would see them, or hear them or interrupt them. Brad had every intention of doing something he’d thought about for a while. The small area, near a metal chain link fence was where the car came to stop, the vista of buildings dark and cold. The engine and lights of the car shut off, only the eerie security lights of the large adjacent building and the moon offering any light. Brad’s dark skin only adds to the shadowy nature of this stop.

I think it’s time to pay up.

Kurt looks over at her with hunger in his eyes inspecting her curvaceous body, then just opens the door of the car, and steps out. There wasn’t any place to go, and whatever he had planned was clearly meant to happen here. Walking around the car, he stepped over to Cindi’s door, and as if he was some kind of gentleman, without any ulterior motives, he opened it. One hand holds the door the other reaching out to assist her exit.

Why don’t you step out[/u] and show me how much better than Kelly you can be.
 
The car whipped in and out of alleyways, past warehouses and screeched to a halt. As Brad got out of the care, his massive frame looking so powerful and aggressive she felt her heart pounding, he looked hot and intimidating at the same time. She saw him open her door, his big hand reaching in as she realized she was without a choice in how things went now, in a remote area, no one around, she was alone and the people at the liquor store had heard her beg him to take her somewhere to have fun.

she slowly got out, her tan thin body and large breasts slowly coming out of the car, her knees felt weak with anticipation and desire. She slipped out, feeling his body close to her. Her heart pounding, as she has her hand in his, she steps closer, running her hands over his chest, so powerful and broad. Her eyes look up into his. She parts her pink frosted lips, her tongue runs over her perfect teeth as she lets her small hand wonder down to his thick snake. touching it for the first time. She gasps, her hand won't fit around it.

He's huge and powerful and she wonders if she will really be able to take him in her without too much pain. Her bare legs press against him as she moves her hand back up to his powerful arms, feeling his massive upper arms, her small slender fingers look tiny and white against his dark skin.

He's grinning now, he knows, she leans in kissing his chest, her face just the right height to do so, as she feels his hand slip around behind her neck, her fingers trembling as she opens his pants, working them open to release the long constricted monster he hides down his thigh.
 
Brad leans against the car as the sexy mature white woman, begins to work her down way to his dark hard tool. She didn’t put any fight or even piss and whine, which made it clear to him that she was less than a reluctant victim in this. So he smiled as she made her way done to his engorged cock. Brad was feeling more confident and cocky as the older woman did her thing. She wasn’t like the young girls at school that sometimes needed to be manipulated or told that he cared for them; no she was clearly beyond those games.

Oh yeah baby, get that fucker out! I want to see your fucking lips wrapped around it. Damn I’ve wanted to fuck you for a longtime, it going to be nice to get my black dick into your little white pussy. And you want that don’t you?

The last words he spoke almost sounded affectionate as he reached out with his hand and caressed her face as she moved to service him. His large frame hovered above her, his young age almost meaningless as he naturally started to assume control. The way he looked at her, he took for granted who and what he though she was. She wasn’t any longer a friend’s mom; she wasn’t some older person that deserved his respect. No she was a piece of white ass that was ready to worship at his black cock, like that whore on the street corner they had so recently talked with. This one would do it not for money, but because she was a slut, a wanton woman in need of his young hard black dick.

You fucking want it, we both know it. Now get it nice and hard, and I’ll do you like that little whore on the corner we just talked to.
 
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