October 9, 2024 • 21 mins
Things started innocently enough.
David was playing video games with his friend, Ronnie, at his place when Ronnie's mom, Sally, tells her son she's going to be busy with some friends. David soon finds out that his friend's mom has special friends whom she regularly spends time with, and Ronnie is well aware and okay about.
In a short period, David will learn a lot about his friend that he never thought he knew. What he learns would affect his relationship with his friend and his friend's mom in ways he never thought possible.
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David was playing video games with his friend, Ronnie, at his place when Ronnie's mom, Sally, tells her son she's going to be busy with some friends. David soon finds out that his friend's mom has special friends whom she regularly spends time with, and Ronnie is well aware and okay about.
In a short period, David will learn a lot about his friend that he never thought he knew. What he learns would affect his relationship with his friend and his friend's mom in ways he never thought possible.
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We had finished our second round of playing a GTA
video game when there came a knock on my friend
Ronnie's door. It was his mom, Sally checking in on us.
Are you boys doing okay? She asked, David, how are
you doing? I hope Ronnie's letting you win some. We're
doing well, Miss b Apricot, I replied, and yeah, Ronnie's
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very good at this, but he lets me win some.
That's good. She smiled, then addressed Ronnie. I'm going to
be busy in a bit downstairs. Ronnie, I hope you
can mind the house until then. Yeah, sure, Mom, there's
SODA's and cookies in the fridge if you both need some. David,
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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
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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
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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.
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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,
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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,
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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.
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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.
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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.
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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.
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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.
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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,
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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
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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
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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.
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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
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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
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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
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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.
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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,
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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.
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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,
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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
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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
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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
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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.
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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,
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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
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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
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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
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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.
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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
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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
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We had finished our second round of playing a GTA
video game when there came a knock on my friend
Ronnie's door. It was his mom, Sally checking in on us.
Are you boys doing okay? She asked, David, how are
you doing? I hope Ronnie's letting you win some. We're
doing well, Miss b Apricot, I replied, and yeah, Ronnie's
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very good at this, but he lets me win some.
That's good. She smiled, then addressed Ronnie. I'm going to
be busy in a bit downstairs. Ronnie, I hope you
can mind the house until then. Yeah, sure, Mom, there's
SODA's and cookies in the fridge if you both need some. David,
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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
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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
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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.
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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,
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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,
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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.
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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.
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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.
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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.
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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.
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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,
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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
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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
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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.
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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
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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
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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
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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.
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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,
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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.
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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,
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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
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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
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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
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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.
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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,
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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
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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
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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
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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.
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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
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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
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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
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