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Being around my friends so much, I think she was too comfortable around them at times, and dressed in whatever she wanted. Enjoying the way she looked and how sexy she was only made me want to see her casually dressed down as much as I hate to admit it as well. Usually my favorite part of the day was watching Mom change into something “More Comfortable” after she had taken a shower in the evening prior to going to bed. Often she would come back into the living room with just her nightie or sometimes it looked like she just wore a robe, with nothing underneath.

I always wondered if she knew that she always made my cock stir when she came into the living room to chat after her shower. Whenever I had friends over, she didn’t change anything in her routine, except sometimes I think she wore the lingerie that exposed her the most when there was someone visiting.

 I began to notice that Jason, one of my best friends growing up, began to smother Mom with compliments on how sexy she looked whenever he was over, which seemed to only make her hang around us even more. I don’t know if it was because of the compliments or due to the fact that Jason was black, but they always had banter going back and forth. As we got older, the banter between these two became more and more sexual.

Jason started telling her how much he loved watching her walk, especially when she was wearing the yoga pants or something that showed her cheeks, but the best was the short skirts she often wore since he would imagine she went without panties most of the time. As Mom began to get more and more provocative in her responses, she was hoping to get Jason flustered, but he always had a comeback or seemed to say just the right thing.

One evening after we had dinner where Mom, Jason and I all had wine at dinner, I probably had way too much to be honest, which always makes me very quiet and docile. Mom and Jason had enough that they both were slurring, but were getting very sensual with each other. Wearing one of her miniskirts, Jason tells her he has to know if she is wearing panties, because watching her and not knowing is driving him crazy. Mom turns to Jason and tells him that she will show him if he shows her if he is wearing any underwear himself. She tells him how she has been observing what looks like his cock laying along his leg most of the evening when she tells him that there is no way this is all him in those jeans.

 While I am watching these two, Jason pushes her back on the couch so she is laying flat. As soon as her back is flat, her top opens up and exposes her braless left tit. Having pushed her skirt when he pushed her back without her noticing, he looks down and sees her exposed panty-less, hairless mound. Mom’s smirk shows she knows what he was looking at when he lowers his head to suck on her exposed nipple. Taking his thumb to wet in his mouth, he lowers it to her pussy as he returns to suckle at her breast again as he rubs her clit with his moistened thumb.

Mom’s eyes close at the pleasure Jason is bestowing her while unbuttoning her top with his free hand, before he moves to unzip her skirt. With her skirt out of the way, he slides his head between her legs to that bare pussy. This was the most awkward moment of my life, watching my best friend pleasuring my Mom, yet it is also the most erotic thing I have ever seen. In a matter of moments, Mom’s orgasm is unfolding as she has both of her hands at the back of Jason’s head guiding him exactly where she wants his tongue to be. Watching Mom thrashing about on the couch was incredible as I am so glad to see her being pleasured and the sounds coming out of her make my cock so hard in my pants as she has her orgasm that seems to shake the house.

As Mom is laying there looking through half-closed eyes, catching her breath and recovering. Jason looks up at me to make sure I am okay with everything as he notices me stroking my cock through my pants, we smile at each other and just nod approvals. Standing, Jason unbuckles his pants and watches Mom’s face as he lowers them slightly so his cock slowly bounces into view. I had seen Jason’s cock many times growing up and knew Mom was going to be impressed with what I knew to be 10" of cock on a 19-year old man.

“Good morning,” he says as he leans over your wife’s back and cups her tits in his hands. “I told the waiter not to charge you two because your wife had to regain her strength after what I did to her last night.” He chuckles at his little joke but you notice your wife is also smiling broadly and does not seem to have a problem being groped in public.

You do have a problem watching this man publicly fondle your wife but you feel powerless to stop the assault after you invited him to fuck her just last night. Although it was your fantasy that your wife agreed to act out, they completely forgot about you way before the three hour sex marathon ended. It seems a little petty to tell him to take his hands off your wife when only last night he repeatedly had his big black cock in your wife’s mouth, pussy, and ass.

“When I woke up this morning, I decided to see how my favorite little slut wife is doing before I have to report to work,” he continued while staring down my wife’s clevage. “You seemed to have such a great time last night, I thought I would see if you still needed more black cock.” At this point he looked directly in my eyes and slid his hands down to my wife’s smooth sexy thighs. I knew he was challenging me to stop him but I lowered my eyes and muttered something about how we had reservations to go scuba diving that afternoon.

“Honey, is that Erin?”

Your wife does not even need to look at the picture of your daughter to know which picture you “found” on her phone. “Yes dear, that is from last week I think.”

“But … who is the black guy she is kissing?”, you ask with your eyes locked on your daughter.

“Actually I’ve been meaning to tell you. Nine months ago when Erin turned 18, Darnell had a talk with me about how it was time for him to teach his son the proper way to ‘own a white girl’. He asked me to help arrange for Erin to meet Darnell Jr so he could practice how to take sexual control of a white ‘slut’. I didn’t really want to do it at first, but Darnell pointed out that I might have done a lot if things differently in my life if I knew about black guys when I was Erin’s age. I really don’t want her to make the same mistakes because she does not know about these things. So I agreed.”

“Are you saying our daughter has a black Bull?”

“Well, I don’t think they use that term, but for the past month she has been Darnell Jr’s ‘sexy little white slut’ is what I think he calls her. Sweetheart, don’t worry, she is an adult now and she is going to enjoy things adults do, including sex. Besides, as part of Darnell Jr ‘s ‘training’ Darnell gave me to his son a few times so I could show him what a white slut is supposed to do for her Bull. He is very capable in bed and he has his father’s big cock. I thought he was going to split me in half a couple times. I’m just not used to the aggressive energy a twenty year old ‘jackhammer’ brings to the bedroom ”

“But whatever happened to that nerdy white kid with straight As that Erin was dating.”