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A Mother’s Secret[ A story idea suggested by my friend Robert Enjoy! ]Is it wrong to be pleasantly surprised to discover that your mother has a secret sex life? Either way, I was very surprised to discover that though she and my step-dad have been married for quite a long time, that she’s been up to some very interesting experiences; and not with my step-dad!She’d left her phone out on the kitchen counter and went outside, and while she was there, for some reason, I found myself picking it up and taking her camera icon, up popped a partially nude picture of her. She was smiling into the camera. But she was not alone. Behind her (though I couldn’t make out who it was), a well-built black guy had his arms wrapped around her, and his face, though I couldn’t clearly see it, was nestled up against the side of her neck, and partly obscured by her blonde hair. But, one thing was for certain, it was not my step-dad! And the next question was: Who had taken the picture?!I checked to make sure my mom was still outside. I could see her. So, I swiped the screen to see what other photos I might discover; and I was not disappointed; for following that first image, there were at least a dozen more; and each showing my mom in other stages of intimate embrace with that same black guy!As I was swiping to see more and more of these pictures, I heard my mom coming inside the house again,and I barely closed the screen and set the kocaeli escort phone back where I’d first found it, and walked away. I pretended that I had idea of the photos I’d just discovered, but it was difficult. I was quite surprised to see anything like that, and the fact that there was obviously a black guy with her as the pictures were taken meant, among other things, that she was either ‘cheating’ on my step-dad, or possibly that the photographer WAS my step-dad, and if that were the case, then there was a whole other side to their lives than I’d ever thought!Later that night, after the house was quiet, and my parents were asleep, I tossed and turned thinking about my mom in the arms of that unknown black guy; and who it was that had taken those dozens of photos; and I concluded that it had to have been my step-dad. I just made the most sense.I laid there for a while, lightly, and teasingly, stroking my cock, and thinking of my mom’s smiling face staring at the camera, as the strong, muscular arms of the black guy she was with at that moment, embraced her. Thinking of this made my erection stiffen even more; and I found myself wishing I’d been able to see the rest of those photos she’d had on her phone. I was sure that whoever the black guy was, that he and my mom had very probably ended up fucking—and that, more than anything, caused my erection to stiffen more, as well as begin to ooze that slippery, kocaeli escort bayan clear pre-cum fluid that was the most obvious indicator of arousal; and I liked the feeling.In my minds-eye, I pictured that black guys big black cock wedging it’s way between my mom’s moist pussy lips as she spread her legs far apart of him; and seeing it working deeper and deeper until even though he had a very sizable cock, it ended up with his balls right up against, and slightly above, her perineum. At that point, I sat up in bed and turned on the bedside table light and continued to stroke my cock.Maybe it should have bothered me that my mom had frequently spoken in a derogatory manner about blacks, and black men especially, but seeing her with a black man, and obviously in a very obviously sexual way, I felt none of that. Instead, I found this accidental evidence to be…exciting! It meant, for one thing, that maybe my mom really wasn’t quite as ‘racist’ as I’d grown up to see her as? Then there was the nagging thought that my step-dad might be in on this whole interracial sexual thing, as well. It made so much sense that he had been the one taking those photographs—but what about the very real possibility that my mom had fucked that black guy? If my step-dad had taken the photos of my mom snuggling and cuddling with that black guy, it seemed inescapable that he had likely taken pictures of her while she fucked that izmit escort black guy; only I had not had the chance to scroll through enough of those photos on my mom’s phone to see them!By then, after thinking about my mom in that black man’s arms (smiling, and playful), I felt the strong need to ejaculate; and so I concentrated on that until, within only a matter of moments, I was suddenly spurting my (somewhat meager) amount of sperm; and as I did, I closed my eyes for a second, and savored the pleasure of it’s release. ‘Oh god!’ I thought, as I felt the warm, thick liquid of my cum flowing out of my cock head, and down along the shaft of my cock, and on over the back of my hand. As I came, the pleasure was increased by the thought that my mother had probably fucked a black guy; and it was also possible that my step-dad had been there with her as she did!Either way, the release of my orgasm left me feeling content, relaxed, and satisfied in my ‘virgin’ status.Virgin in the sense that, even though I now had a ‘girlfriend, she had had not yet had intercourse; nor would that ever likely occur. There are many ways of ‘having sex’, and intercourse does not have to be part of that particular equation.I carefully scooped up my spent sperm with my fingers, licking them carefully, and continuing to do that till it was all gone. I didn’t really need any toilet paper to do so. Then, feeling that nice post-orgasm afterglow, I turned the light out, and was soon asleep; knowing, as I drifted off, that my mom was not exactly who she typically presented herself to be; and I would keep that knowledge to myself. For the time being, at least.The End

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