Elliott was dismayed when they never asked him to join them that night, even though the sounds of his mother’s bed creaking and the repetitive thumping sounds went on for hours. He figured he’d gotten his hopes up too high when Jamal had asked him to watch and take part the night before. Elliott chided himself, realizing he should have known better. Heaving out a deep sigh, he closed up his books and went to his room. His depression didn’t stop him from jerking off though. He was quick to Photoshop more pictures of his mother taking big black cocks, working his magic with the program to look like it was really his mother being impaled on those huge black dicks. He pumped out three loads before he heard the boys leave for the night.
The front door had barely closed when his cell phone chirped. He looked down to a text:
“C’mon, baby, time to do your thing.”
With his heart pounding with excitement, Elliott hurried to his mother’s room. She was propped up on the pillows, her body once again spackled with glistening wads and ribbons of cum. She smiled at him bewitching as she drew her knees up and let her legs drift open to each side. Elliott watched as her hand slid down the front of her sexy black corset, one talon-like red fingernail stopping at the top of her shiny slit. She wiggled her fingers, causing a milky gob of semen to slip out from between her gooey cunt-lips. Like a moth drawn to a flame, Elliott crawled onto the bed and lowered his face to the silky treasure that awaited him.
*
The week continued in similar fashion. Each day when the boys arrived after school, Tanya had prepared something different for them to eat. One day it was tacos, then beef stew, then a macaroni and cheese casserole. She did everything in the slow cooker so that boys could eat whenever they wanted. She made sure to eat herself before they arrived, knowing that once they were there, she was unlikely to have a chance to eat anything, other than the many inches of cock they fed her.
She noticed one day that they were almost out of Red Bull, so she stopped when she was out and picked up another case. She didn’t like the idea of the boys running out of energy, although she knew that was unlikely to happen, even if they didn’t have the energy drink.
Her sheets were in need washing every day. If they didn’t do it the night before, she’d do that first thing in the morning as soon as Elliott went off to school. Every time she put the sheets into the machine, she thought about how happy Elliott seemed these days, the fear of his bullies now far in the rear-view mirror. And she also thought how happy she was, being able to do her part to make her boy happy. She also loved the way they started and ended each day, with Elliott using that sweet mouth of his to pleasure her, and her allowing him to pleasure himself all over her body. She thought it was the perfect way for them to show how much they loved each other.
And yet, each day brought something new. Early every morning, about the time she was changing the sheets, Tanya would receive a message from Jamal, telling her what he wanted her to wear that day. She always had a smile on her face as she read his message and looked at the attached pictures of the outfits he’d chosen. As soon as the stores opened, she was there, credit card in hand.
*
The next day after Jamal had fed her his cum from the condom was Wednesday. Elliott was surprised to see Jamal missing from Mrs. Tremblay’s history class in last period. He’d seen Jamal at school earlier in the day, so he wondered where he was. He noticed Mrs. Tremblay look longingly at the black youth’s seat a few times during the period as well.
When he left school, Gunner and Zeke were waiting for him outside the door. “Where’s Jamal? He wasn’t in last period class,” he asked.
“He said he had to drive his mom to a doctor’s appointment. He said he’d meet us at your place.”
The three boys walked the short distance to Elliott’s house together. They were all surprised to see Jamal’s beat-up blue van in the driveway. As they approached the front door, they could hear a repetitive thumping sound coming from inside the house.
“What the fuck is that?” Zeke asked, eyebrows arched up quizzically.
Curious as well, Elliott hurriedly stuck his key in the door and opened it. As they walked into the house, the thumping sound got louder. Gunner closed the door and they turned the corner from the entry foyer. There was Jamal, standing almost completely naked, holding Tanya in his arms as he fucked her up against the wall.
Elliott gasped at the sight, not only because Jamal was slamming his mother up against the wall with each driving thrust, but because of what his mother was wearing. She had on one of the cheerleading outfits from his school team. It was an extremely short one-piece cheerleader’s dress in brilliant purple trimmed in white. The team name, ‘WARRIORS’, was scrawled in fancy lettering going up at a forty-five degree angle across her chest. And what a chest it was. His mother’s massive tits stretched and filled the outfit like no other cheerleader he’d ever seen at his school.
Her spread legs were draped over Jamal’s arms. He was holding her pinned up against the wall as he drove his rigid black cock in and out of her. Elliott could see that she had her hair pulled back in a ponytail, like most cheerleaders. She had completed the look right down to her choice of footwear. She wore little white tennis shoes, and Elliott could see that she even had on a pair of those little white socks with the tiny pom-poms at the back. As her head flopped back and forth as Jamal vigorously fucked her, Elliott thought she was the sexiest cheerleader he’d ever seen.
As usual, Tanya had gotten an email first thing in the morning from Jamal instructing her on what to wear that day. He’d included the location of the apparel store where his school’s cheerleaders got their uniforms, as well as including a picture. “Make sure it’s nice and tight,” was the only added instruction. Flushed with arousal, Tanya had hurried out to the store after checking what time it opened. After trying on a couple of the tiny one-piece uniforms and, after seeing the way her tits strained and bulged against the tight fabric, she’d settled on one that was one size smaller than she would have normally worn. She knew the boys would love it.
“Oh, hi guys,” Jamal said as he became aware of their presence and turned in their direction. He was still wearing his t-shirt, but his pants were on the floor next to the couch a few feet away. “My mother’s appointment went quicker than anticipated.” Even though he was speaking, the black youth never missed a beat, continuing to hammer the blonde MILF against the wall. “I’ve been here for a little while. She’s already sucked one load out of me, and then she refused to take my cock out of her mouth. Once she had me good and hard again, I had to fuck her right away. We’ll be done in minute or two. That cunt of hers is working my cock like crazy.”
As soon as Jamal turned back and slammed his glistening prick to the hilt, Tanya started spasming in orgasm. Pinned against the wall, her whole body was twitching and shaking like a ragdoll as she climaxed, her head flopping from side to side as wave upon wave of intense pleasure raced through her body.
“TAKE IT, SWEETHEART. TAKE IT!” Jamal groaned as he continued to thrust into her, pounding her body up against the wall time and time again.
Elliott saw Jamal’s firm buttocks clench and re-clench as he drove every last inch of his big hard cock into his mother. Finally, he drove it balls-deep and held it there, the powerful muscles in his backside flexing. Elliott heard his mother moan like a wounded animal and start to convulse all over again as another orgasm ripped through her.
“OH FUCK, FILLING YOU UP, WOMAN. FILLING UP THAT HOT CUNT.”
Jamal kept hunching into her, and Elliott knew every hunch was being accompanied by another volley of sizzling boy-cum pasting her insides. His mother’s arms went around Jamal’s neck and she lowered her head to his shoulder, collapsing in the aftermath of her nerve-shattering climax.
When Jamal was finished, he backed out of her, his spent dick coming out of her in a slippery rush. As he let Tanya’s legs down, she was too exhausted to even support herself. She slumped to the floor and leaned against the wall, her knees up and her legs spread wide open. The cheerleader’s dress was so short that her shaven mound was clearly on display, the lower part of the dress bunched up around her hips.
“Hmm, looks like quite a mess down there,” Jamal said as he stepped back. “Elliott, you better get down there and get to work before these guys take her upstairs and give her more of what she needs.”
Not one to waste an opportunity, Elliott dropped his knapsack and dove between his mother’s spread legs. Jamal was right, her puffy cunt was a mess. Her whole mound and the insides of her thighs glistened with her juices, and Elliott could tell she’d sprayed a lot during the two orgasms they’d witnessed-let alone however many she’d had before they’d arrive. Her vivid pink pussy looked swollen from the pounding Jamal had just been giving it, but Elliott knew she’d taken a lot worse over the last few days, and that the boys were just getting started on the amount of cock they were going to give her today. It wasn’t just the puffy wetness of her gooey cunt that made him think it was a mess.
No, it was the amount of thick, white cum that was drooling out of her cunt that was messy. There was tons of the stuff, and Elliott once more was amazed at the size of the loads Jamal could shoot. He eagerly brought his mouth to her seeping trench and licked upwards, lapping up the warm ribbon of spunk that had slithered out almost onto the floor. With that wad in his mouth, and then quickly in his stomach, Elliott pressed his lips up against her dripping petals of flesh, and sucked, drawing the black youth’s thick white paste right into his mouth.
“When he’s done, you guys take her upstairs and give her something to cheer about,” Jamal said as he pulled on his jeans. “I’ll have my lesson first and come up after.”
When Elliott finally pulled his mouth off his mother’s slick snatch, Zeke and Gunner helped her to her feet and took her upstairs. Jamal had already helped himself to some food and was sitting at the table, spooning some mac and cheese into his mouth.
“Grab me a Red Bull, would ya, buddy?” Jamal said as Elliott approached.
Elliott got the drink for Jamal, and got himself some food before joining the big black youth at the table.