White Flesh Pot Part 3 "Oh Mama" (MF, rom, exh, org, intr) By Liz Foster Howard called and asked me out for lunch, we had a wonderful lunch and good conversation, on the way back to my office he drove down a dead end street that was not developed yet, we parked at the end of the street and necked, He became frustrated because I was wearing pantyhose, and gave up trying to finger me. June 6 Howard asked me to join him for lunch again, I made sure that I want to the rest room before we lift the restaurant. I dispossessed of my pantyhose and stuffed them into my purse. He didn't notice till we parked on the same dead end street. When we kissed, he slipped his hand over onto my knee and discovered my naked legs Wasting no time Howard pulling up my skirt to feel me, I pushed up off the car set to hike my skirt up around my waist for him, as I did I slid forward on the car set and spread my legs as wide as possible so he could get his hand where he desired. It took him maybe twenty minutes to get me off. I just wish I could have sucked on his cock. When we pulled in the parking lot at my work my boss was looking out the window, when he kissed me good bye, I'm quite sure that she saw us, thank goodness, she was kind enough not to say anything about it. At lunch Howard wanted to know if I had any black crotch less girdles, low-cut black bras or sexy blouses I could wear with skirts. I told him that I didn't. He offered to buy some things for me if I would wear them to work. I told him that I would enjoy that. June 8 While at my desk this afternoon, it so hit me that my husband had been urging me to becoming some kind of a painted woman, a daughter of sexual joy. I would tell him, "I don't want to do that." He tells me, "I insist that you continue." I tried to express that doing it made me feel like a whore, a slut, a trollop. I have to admit that I have found so much pleasure and sexual satisfaction from my relationship with Howard that it would have been difficult to give him up as a lover. I have started to wonder what was happening to me. Was I falling in love or what? I know one thing for sure weather it is because Howard is black, or so charming, or if it is just the way he treats me like a woman, so accommodating of my every need, he gives me money for my personal needs to look nice for him, or maybe it's just that he is such a good listener, I just don't know. Dear diary, I am a submissive woman, I will always do anything a man asks. I do know this, I like Howard very much and love to be with him. I will do anything for him without question. Even have sex with other man or woman so he can make videotapes. June 9 Howard called me today. He wants me to have lunch in the back set of his car. I laughed and asked him what kind of a lunch that would be. Then he told me that he had gotten hold of some Viagra and had a big lump in his pants that he needed help with. I laughed at him and said, "Don't blame me." "Will I do" Then I said? "OK but it sounds risky to me." Then he told me to take a bigger risk, "Take off whatever you're wearing in the way of underwear?" I told him in a very soft voice that I had on a crotch less-girdle, panties, a half slip, nylons, a low-cut bra a skirt and a rather shear blouses." I was trying to tell him that my nipples would be showing if I took of my bra when Mary, my boss approached my desk. 
He said, "I just don't what your boss wondering what's going on. Liz, have you ever been screwed in the back set of a car?" I started to giggle and answered, "No, I never have been." "Will, baby there is a first time for everything!" I laughed again and said that I would see him at our customary time. As I sat at my desk working I couldn't help but think about being screwed in the back seat of a car, then I started to think about what if a police car drove by to check out what seamed to be and empty car. Then looking in to find us screwing in the back set, it seemed that my every thought excited me more and more, so much so that I was forced to make a trip to the women's rest room. I folded some toilet paper into a pad that I put between my legs to soak up my excessive feminine wetness in my effort to prevent my skirt form becoming spotted. Mary, my boss stepped into my office and asked me how I was doing on the bid I was typing for her. When she looked up, she must have seen Howard drive up, she asked me if I was going out for lunch, and I told her I was. She gave me a curious looking smile and said, "I think your lunch date just drove up, you better go." When Howard drove up and I didn't wait for him to open the door of the car for me I was so excited, seeing him made me horny. I could feel the wetness between my legs, I just got in and said, "Let's get out of here." As we headed out, I looked over at Howard and spotted his cock sticking out of his pants. I let out a sequel and said, "Oh boy, you do have a problem, don't you?" I leaned over in the car set as he drove and got my mouth around his cock head and started sucking him. It only took a couple of minutes for us to drive to our dead end parking spot. I sat up and asked, "Howard love, we've made love a couple times but I haven't seen you with such a hug erection as you have now, are you that excited?". "Oh baby. I'm so hard that I ache, I have never had this hard and erection before in my life." I laughed, "Oh you poor baby, were going to have to fix that aren't we?" "Oh you bet darling." Howard got out of the car and walked around to my side and opened my car door for me, "Get out." I laughed because his pecker was sticking straight out in front of him like a phone pole, through the fly of his pants. Howard opened the door to the back set of the car and told me to set down. I did and then he stood in front of me with his cock sticking it in my face. I took hold of it and started to suck on it. Not that it needed my help. Howard put his hands in my hair and started to miss it, mostly out of annoyance over the discomfort being caused by his erection. He told me how good sucking it felt so good, but how much it hurt. Then he told me to pull up my skirt and lay down on the seat of the car. I pulled my skirt up around my waist and sat down on the set and scooted my butt to the center of the car seat and laid back, my head was pressed against the other car door. I slung my lift leg up onto the rear window shelf, my right leg was flopping over the back of the front seat, I was spread wide open now and waiting for Howard to get in on top of me. He knelt down on the car seat and closed the door behind him. It was coward but we made it. He had pulled his pants down before he got in. June 12 I just couldn't believe the size of his cock. Not so much its length but the size of the cock head. It was a beautiful dark purple veined monster, a cock that would be able to inseminate me if I were younger. After I did this he got himself between my legs and started to work the head of beautiful cock head up and down my slit, try to find the entrance to my sex hole. I reached down between my legs and spread my outer Libra lips with my fingers as wide as I could for him then he started to push and poke doing his best to get into my body. Finally I took control. I held myself open with my fingers of one hand and grabbed his cock with the other and placed it at in the entrance to my sex hole. Then I said. "That's it love, that's it" Howard pushed, at last I felt the head of his cock penetrate my sex hole. All I could get out of my mouth was, "Ohhhhhhh.....Ungghh! Ohnnggg! Oh ... yes oh that feels good, keep going. Oh ... YES! Awwonnggg! Ungghhh!" I squalled, as I felt a spasm of unbelievable intensity ravage my body. Howard made love to me for thirty or so minutes, his hips and ass hammered back and forth with increasing speed and depth, causing me to shriek loudly on every thrust. He was fucking me oh ever so hard, driving his huge black cock into the hilt, his huge hard black balls slapping shamelessly against my ass. He was driving my ass into the set of the car every time his hips smashed into my pelvic bones. He fucked me like this for long time, causing me to scream in orgasm every so often, then we both to grunt and howl as we both came together. 
When it was over I took some toilet paper I had brought along and put it between my legs so I wouldn't have semen gushing out of me and running down my legs when I got back to work. I was worried that I might smell of sex. I wiped his wet pecker off for him so he could slip his pants back on without leaving a trace of our sex. We drove back to my work I asked Howard to go slow so I could pull myself together and comb my hair. I got out of the car Howard kissed me. I had made it back on time. I sat down at my desk and started to finish typing the bid I had been working on for Mary my boss, when she walked up and asked me why I looked flush and why my hair was such a mess. I had tried to fix it as we drove back but must not have done a satisfactory job. She didn't wait for and answer, she asked me to go fix my hair and get some make up on. When I came back, some minutes later she told me if I was going to go out for lunch that I should allow a few minutes of my time to fix my make up before I want back to my desk. She smiled at me and walked a way. When coffee brake time came around, I want back the bath room and got my girdle and panties back on re-hooked my nylons and cleaned myself up as best I could. June 17 Howard called me about four-thirty and asked me to go out for dinner with him. I told him I would. I couldn't get him of my mind after we had lunch a few days ago. He came by work and followed to the apartment where I parked the car in our lot and got in his car I asked him if we could go by his place so I could wash up before we want out. When we got to his place he fixed us a drink and I used his bathroom to wash up. Before we lift for dinner Howard wanted to know if he took another Viagra pill if after dinner we could screw until he want limp. I laughed and said how long would that take, and he answered I don't know maybe a couple of hours maybe more. I looked at him and told him that I thought so. Then he asked me if I had meant what I had said in the car. I asked him what it was that he was referring to, and he told me. "You said, you loved me. I want to know if that was true?" I never gave Howard an answer I put my arms around his neck and started to give him a very long and powerful, amorous kiss. This was the evening I didn't get home until 2am. My heart was still thundered in my ears, my bones felt like jelly yet and I was still flushed with the excitement of orgasms, the likes I have ever none before in my life I couldn't help but thinking about a trip I had made to Duluth Minnesota one summer. A storm came up out of the northeast. The wind was strong. I was down at the water front park watching the waves roll in ten and/or eleven-foot high waves. The power and sound of those waves as they hit the rocky shoreline was over whelming, one hug wave after another. That is how my orgasms started over come, one hard intense orgasm after and other. I had no control over what was happening in with my body. Like the waves hitting the shoreline, there was nothing anybody could do to stop them. For almost an hour and a half Howard screwed me. I remember having read a book by some women. She talked about a woman having what she called a maxi orgasm, an orgasm that is stupendous and that the woman cannot control. It is where a woman becomes so free of her mind, her thoughts, her fears, stuff like that. So she is able to reach such sexual height, and that is what happened to me. I was so exhausted after that I just wanted to curl up in Howard's arms and go to sleep but I had to get home. This was an experience I will never forget. I would like to anticipate more just like it. It was the most wonderful glorious magnificent, extraordinary, phenomenal, incredible, amazing sex in my life. It was beyond my wildest imagination, it was sex beyond what words could ever portray or describe and so Jack will just have to depend on the video tape that would come soon to see just what I'm trying to write about. June 24 Howard called. He wants me to get the afternoon off from work and meet him and a friend of his from out of town for lunch. I told him I would try, he told me to try really hard that it would be will worth my while, that I would not go unrewarded for doing so. I got the afternoon off. I drove home and got dressed in my lewd cloths I sense that is what I assumed Howard had in mind for me. Howard with his out of town guest picked me up at my apartment. We drove to a restaurant where we had a splendid lunch, and drinks. Howard's guest excused himself to us the rest room. That is when Howard told me he would drop me and his guest Charlie at his hotel and then pick us up at five to so we could all have dinner together. 
When we got back to the Motel Charlie and I had a good romp in his bed and then got dressed for dinner. It was much later that evening after we had finished our second romp in his bed that Charlie asked, "Liz how many black guys have you had sex with?" I looked at him and said, "You don't really want to know?" "Yes I do or I wouldn't have ask you." "You won't believe me if told you." "Will, try me and see" Then I giggled and said, "will more than eighty." "Will how many films have you been in?" "Oh Charlie, I have no idea, Howard as made thirty or more of me sense I've been seeing him and the only reason I know that is I see the stack in Jack's closet at home." "Take a guess Liz?" "Over one hundred and seventy-five." "Where any of them ever sold?" "Yes, I have no idea how many will more than sixty that I do know of." Then he asks, "Liz how is it you got so hooked on black guys?" I thought about it for a minute, then said, "If I tell you will you make me a good drink?" Charlie got up off the bed and made us a couple of drinks as he did I started to tell about my mama when I was young. It would be the first time I had eve told anybody about my young life as a child and my mama and daddy. "Charlie, I was only twelve at the time but it all got started when I was about nine years old when it first happened and didn't stop till I lift for collage when I was eighteen. I remembered I was twelve years old. I had started to menstruate. My weekly enslavement by them and their weekly ritual for me." Daddy would come and tell Mama and me that he would be at church for and hour and those we would have to be ready for him when he returned. My Mama would take me in the bedroom and undress herself and stand naked in front of me. She had beautiful large titties and a big hairy crotch. Then she would help me to undress. Then she would tell me to suck on her nipples as we waited for Daddy to enter the room. Daddy would come in, he would be all undressed except for his under shorts. Mama would weekly remind me that this was for my own good. Daddy would yank my only remaining clothing off me, my panties. He would order me to lie down over his lap, Mama would hold my hands, then daddy would then spank my bottom hard, till I cried. After it was over daddy would stand up and wait for Mama to dry my eyes and help me up onto their bed. Daddy would then stand in front of us both with a sneering look on his face and remove his underwear. Mama would suck his cock till it was hard. She would then look at me and say. "Now remember Liz this is our way of making daddy feel good and you must not tell anyone about our secret or daddy will spank you and me both very hard. And you don't want that for us do you?" "No Mama." "Do you understand?" "Yes Mama." Then daddy would push my legs up high and my Mama would help him to penetrate my body. He would not stop till he reached a climax. Mama would put her hand on my large developing breast, fondling them and pinch my nipples. That was the year daddy mad my tummies get big and I was sent to a school for wayward girls till I had a baby, then returned home for more of the same. When he was done, he would tell Mama to bend over, she would. Then daddy gave her bottom one or two really ruthless spanks and say. " Now Mary don't you forget this is our secret." She would always reply "I won't, I promise." Then daddy would go back to church to work on his sermon for the week. Mama would tell me to get up on the bed where she would put her face between my legs and lick me, she told me that I needed. "Liz wants that all got to do with you and black men?" "I'm getting their Charlie, this isn't easy for me to talk about, make me any other drink will you love?" As he did, I dug in my purse and pulled out and old photo Mama had taken of me the second time Daddy had made me pregnant, it was just before they sent me to the home for wayward, incorrigible girls the second time. Why I cared it in my purse I wasn't sure, I just did." Liz how old were you the second time?" I had just turned fourteen, they sent me to the home when I was three mouths pregnant, I returned home just before I turned fifteen and that's when I was unknowingly made aware of black men by my Mama. All my life Mama and Daddy told me that I was to have nothing to do with black people. "I was told that they we lazy, shiftless, dirty people, and that all black men ever thought about was having sex and making babies, And because of that and other things should never, ever be affiliated with by white folks. Daddy knew best. He was a pastor." "Liz you mean to tell me that your Daddy made you pregnant twice before you were fifteen?" "Yes he did." "You're kidding me?" "No, Charlie, I'm not." "WOW, what a way to grow up, did your tits have milk in them?" "Yes, for a while, Mama would suck on them once in a while, then she stopped, they dried up. I was glad cause my dresses would get wet spots now and then and that embarrassed Mama and me." Charlie laughed and so did I. Charlie made us and other round of drinks I was getting kind of drunk but started in again. "Charlie's we had a bad rain storm one day in the spring of the year and the power for the school was knocked out so the superintendent called school off for the high school that afternoon. I got on the bus, when we got near my house I asked the driver if he would let me get off at the church just down the road from home, He did and even to this day I sometimes wish he hadn't. I walked to the side door of church and unlocked it and want in. I didn't see Hank's car in the parking lot so I just expected I would be there alone. I had forgot that Hank walked to church on nice days and the storm had passed over. 
I want down to the boiler room to get a stepladder so I could put up my Sunday school project in the classroom. I was a helper for a teacher. I had told her I would do it for her. I enjoyed doing stuff like that. When I got the boiler room I head Hank's voice and a voice of a woman that sounded like my Mama laughing and they were talking, dirty. I had learned what those dirty words meant the last time at the girl's home. I walked back up the steps that lead to the side door. I locked it as I walked out. My inquisitiveness nature got the best of me and I walked around the church to where the boiler room basement window was. I got down on my belly and crawled through the vegetations that grew around the foundation. When I got close so I could see I looked in. Oh god Charlie it was my Mama and Hank. That wasn't so bad as was the fact that Hank was black. Mama, will her body never say the light of day she was so white. She never wanted out side without her big wide brimmed sun hat on. To protect her face and she always wore white gloves to protect her hands for the sun. It made for quite a contrast in color. Mama was groping at Hanks body. She had on her Sunday high heels that must have been three inchs. She was standing on one foot her other leg was wrapped around the calf of Hanks leg, she was fondling his testicles through his pants. Her housedress was unbuttoned and he big tits had been pulled free from her bra she had on, they were hanging over the bra cups. "Hank had his arm around Mama and was pulling on the back of her hair, pulling her head back, so they could kiss. They were kissing hard and with such hot passion. I never say Mama kiss Daddy like That ever. Hank's other hand was all over first one of Mama's big tits then the other then he would brake off the kiss, bend over suck first one nipple, then the other, I could tell that Mama was loving every minute of it from the expression on her face." "Oh Liz, you poor kid, you say that when you were fifteen?" "Yes." I took a couple swigs of my drink and then I proceeded. "Charlie I was so horrified, I pulled back from the widow, I felt like I was going to throw up." I crawled away from the window and ran to the back of the church where I sat down leaning against the building and I cried and cried for almost half and hour. Mama had always told me that having sex with a black man was a sin and now, I didn't know what to accept as truth, I had always trusted Mama. 
We made small talk to start with, Mama trying to skirt the true reason for my crying, until neither one of us could stand the evasions any longer. Mama reached one hand out and caressed my cheek, my eyes full of tears I turned and face her. I could smell the strong body odd of a woman who had just had sex on her, the same odder I had been aware of it in the past, but unable to figure out why she smelled in the past. Her hair was in disarray and her lipstick, which she never let get worn off was now, gone, worn off on kissing Hank. "Mama" I started, then I paused trying to muster the courage to tell her what I had just witnessed, "Mama I just say you and Hank together." Mama leaned forward reaching her hand to my face looking at me, her eyes glistening, she grinned at me and said, "Did you enjoy what you say?" Then her full sensual lips brushed against my mouth her extended hand touching my face seamed to help draw us closer together. She kissed me as if it were natural for a mother to kiss her daughter in a passionate way, lengthily, beginning slowly, without embracing, but then heating up and finally encircling each other with arms. Mama was a very sensual kisser with a beautiful, expressive mouth. Her tongue found mine, slowly they coiled together as we kissed. When Mama pulled away she looked at me and said," Liz why dont you come up stairs with me, father won't be home till late and we need to talk!" I got up off the sofa and followed Mama up to her bedroom. She motioned for me to set next to her on the edge of the bed, then she said. "Liz I'm going to teach you all about sex, it a long over due, and now tat you're an older young lady I feel you and I should do some sharing don't you?" "Yes Mama." That was all I could think to say. Then Mama asked, "Did you like the way we kissed down stairs, was it nice, did you like it?" "Well ... it was nice," "I'd like to do it again, would you?" I answered yes. I was scared she would get mad at me if I said anything else. This time we kissed more heatedly, and Mama's hands began to roam. Mama immediately opened my dress and cupped one of her hands over my bra cup. "You are so beautiful, why don't we take our clothes off?" Then Mama said, "Oh, I don't say that to every woman," Then Mama kissed the lobe of my ear, then the edge of it, then slithering her tongue into it. "Just beautiful, that's all you are, just beautiful." By now we were both overcharged with urgent lust for each other. "Lay down Liz," she clearly wanted to eat me alive. Mama, paused for another brief moment. Then she caressed my cheek. "I don't think I've ever wanted sex with anyone else as much as I do you Liz." She confessed softly. "I just want to lick and suck your body from head to you toe," as she staring deep into my eyes. "Can I suck your beautiful titties Liz?" "I guess so Mama." "Lets do it together?" "How can we do that?" "I'll show you Liz." Mama, turned her body so that her breasts dangled in my face and her own face was directly over my breasts. In this position, we proceeded to devour one another. Our sucking and slurping and squeezing became so passionate that soon Mama found herself biting one big, beautiful, ripe nipple, and she quickly felt me responding in kind, biting one of her nipples. This sent us both into a frenzy of sexual excitement. "Oh..." I gasped, squirming and twisting under Mama as the sensations aroused me to the breaking point. "Oh...Mama! Unhhhh!" "Are you going to come, Liz?" "You me have one of those fun feelings I gasp." "I... I think I am... any second! Oh!" We were both were shaking and moaning, twisting and writhing in desperate need. Mama buried her tongue deep in my hot, juice pit, and I winced and gasped as I felt her tongue plunging into my cunt. "Unhhh! Oh yes!" she gasped, hearing my groan and feeling my hips beginning to churn uncontrollably. I couldn't help myself from pushing my hot gushing pussy up into Mama's face. As I did she whispered in my ear. "Liz this is our secret, I don't need to spank you like Daddy does do I?" I said, "Oh no Mama I won't tell a soul ever." Somehow Mama had got us into a 69 position. She ran her hands all over my body clenching my buns, pulling apart and exposing my swollen vulva with her thumbs and pressing her tongue against my hot, runny channel of my pussy. I was going wild and on the verge of and orgasm when the phone started to rang. At first Mama wasn't going to answer it, but it keep ringing and ringing. Reluctantly Mama broke our 69 to answer the phone. When she returned to the bedroom, she told me it had been Hank looking for Daddy. I was lift hanging in the middle of and orgasm when she got off of me. When she came back, she said. "I think we should get washed up Liz." I had now idea that she had invited Hank to come over and screw me. Mama and I want into the bathroom, Mama was naked and looked so beautiful, warm, pleasant, her body language was that of an easy women, a women who could be had by the right man or women. I had really never taken the time to look at her or her body in an erotic, lecherous way before. Her dark brown hair, so soft and silky, it glimmered in the daylight. Her eyes were like mine, green and very sensual looking, I thought of them as bedroom eyes, full of passion and desire. Her smile was beautiful, warm and caring, it was a smile that gave a person a sense that she was a loving woman and if people in the church only knew, loving in more ways than one. As she held her one arm up to wash under it, I really noticed for the first time that her under arms were unshaved and that her under arm patch of hair was almost as dark brown and sensually arousing in appearance as her, lush thick dark brown patch of pubic hair that covered a good deal of her lower some what copious belly. Her beautiful full figure added more beauty to her over all looks and made her so desirable in appearance. This got me very excited as I stood watching her. It was no wonder Hank liked to screw her. When Mama started putting on her make up, she looked at me and told me that she would make up my face when she finished with hers. When I looked in the mirror after she finished I looked more like a women of nineteen or twenty not the fifteen-year old I was. Mama dug in her jewelry box and found black earrings and a matching necklace for me to wear. Then she found some black high heel shoes and a robe of hers that she thought I would look older in. When she was done transforming me into her kind of a woman, we went downstairs to the living room. All at once my Mama was treating me as if I were a grown up women who had come to her seeking sexual advice. This was far from the truth but I got the advice and more. When Mama walked out to the kitchen I sat on the sofa in the parlor waiting her return. When she came back she brought with her two juice size glasses, filled to the top, each had an ice cube in it. She handed me one of the glasses and said, "Drink it slowly, it may taste funny at first. You'll need to develop a taste for this if your ever going to be the will rounded submissive women for the kind of men I expect you will find enjoyable to be with." "Yuk.... Mama, what is this, it taste horrible?" "It's Scotch, Liz and you have to learn to drink it because it's the preferred drink of men, and women who desire to be good submissive ladies. Liz that is what you want to be, isn't it?" I didn't know how to answer my Mama Charlie, I didn't even know what a submissive woman was then so I asked, "Mama what is a submissive woman?" She looked at me smiled and then answered me. "Liz a submissive woman is reconciled to consenting to a man's needs without provoking discord, like you and I do for Daddy. She does not cause dissension she removed her clothes for a man when he asked her to and she lays on his bed spreading her legs as an invitation for him to use her as he saw fit, she does all within her power to make the man cheery and very happy." "Is that what I do for Daddy Mama?" "Yes dear it is. Submissive women are extravagant with their sexual desires, they takes great pleasure in going naked under there dress, allowing other's to have a tactful look at her privates and presenting there naked body to a stranger or a lover with fervor and eagerness so they are sure of your intention is to satisfy and be gratified for your efforts." "What do you mean Mama, by stranger or lover?" "A stranger is a man or a woman you have just meant that you have good feelings about and would like to have sex with and find yourself wanting to invite her home with you or even go to a hotel or their place. A lover is a man or a women you have had several dates with and they become a regular sexual partner with in your life. You can trust them enough to know they will not blab all over the community about your enjoy being and being involved in the act of giving and receiving sexual pleasure with them." "Mama," I asked, "Is that how it is with you and Hank?" She looked at me and answered, "Yes Liz for the last three years, I have had several lovers and now I have you as will." Mama's answer brought on a quite spell, we looked at each other, and then I looked at my trembling hand, holding my drink, I took a long sip from it and that was what Mama needed to brake the silence that had come between us. "Liz let me get you another drink." She stood up her robe was hanging off her shoulders enough so I had another good look at her beautiful breasts, "Ok Mama I guess that would be nice." She walked out to the kitchen. This time when she came back the glasses had no ice in them. Mama handed me my glass and said, "Now you can taste Scotch as it is meant to served Liz." Mama and I started to talk about a lot of different things. Women having orgasms, how they make a woman feel, about sucking a man's cock and making him ready for penetrating your sex hole. She told me how wonderful it felt to have two black men riding at once, one with his cock in your sex hole the other wit his cock in your butt. Then she asked me, "Liz would you like to give that a try?" I looked at her, my eyes must have been popping out of my eye sockets, "Do you think I should Mama?" "I see no harm in it and you just might find it to be a very thrilling and exciting. But we will talk more about that later on." "Ok." Mama had drawn me into her total confidence now. "Your going to become a black man's easy woman just like me, and your going to come to enjoy letting them wallow in your sex hole all they want. I know that you're going to revel in it just as I do." We want on to talk about using enemas and douching your vagina out after sex, and more. Then I asked Mama about being pregnant like I had already been by Daddy. "Charlie, do you know what my Mama told me?" "No Liz but I want to, you tell me all this has got me worked up again, your going to have to let me fuck you when your finished telling me." "Am I boring you Charlie?" "Oh hell no Liz, not at all!" I looked at Donny half asleep as he sat in a chair of the hotel room waiting for something to happen so he could take a photo or make some more of his film for Howard. I took a sip of my drink and started in again. "Charlie Mama told me that women were created by god for one reason ... that was to have babies and to provide men a sex holes for pleasure." I asked her, "Mama what about my two babies that Daddy gave me and I had to give up?" "Liz you were doing god's work." "How is that Mama?" I asked her. "Liz some women can't have babies so your giving up your babies was and act of kindness, you made some other women very happy, by letting Daddy make you pregnant. You did god's work." 
"No Mama." Then I asked her, "What if I get pregnant by a black man?" "That is even more of a blessing and a greater act of long suffering on your part dear." "How is that Mama?" Then Mama told me about how black men were treated during slavery days. "Liz during slave days if a black man were to be caught with a white women he would most likely get castrated, or lynched or both. It is our duty as white women to make up for the abuse that they suffered at white men during happened during those terribly times. You and I will allow black men the freedom and pleasure of our bodys by allowing them to have sex with a white with out that kind of fear." "It is also our duty as to have their babies if we become pregnant with out saying a word as to the father might be, and to give their babies up for adoption so another women can find happiness. Liz it's god, calling for you and me we are very special women in his eyes. Daddy has taught me this and now its time you learn about it and start to do gods work in your life don't you think?" When Mama finished telling me this I had in tears in my eyes, I felt so bad for black men being treated like this and so I answered her, "Yes Mama, I guess it is important for us to make up to bad times." Charlie then I asked Mama this "What about you and me and how we had sex like we did?" "Liz baby, that's god's reward, his special gift to women who do his will and let black men have sex with them." I found comfort in her answer. Then we want on to talk about sucking a man's cock and other stuff like that. Mama looked at my empty glass and said "Oh my baby your glass is empty, I'll get us one more drink." when she came back she told me how I should laugh, giggle and titter a lot and to be sure to smile a lot. She told me not be scared or get up set when a black guy called be a dirty bitch or used dirty words like fuck, slut or whore, and other such words, that black men used them as means of expressions and that as a woman I should feel real complimented when I was called those kinds of things. Black men think of a woman's vagina as a "cum bowl", or a "sex hole" a place to plant their seed. And a woman should think of their uterus as the "egg basket," That's where she keeps her eggs that make babies. The mouth of her uterus is where the black man's fishy swim to fid an egg to saddle up with, when that happens you will be pregnant and doing the will of god Liz. It was only a few minutes after Mama had filled our glasses for the third time that there was a knock at the back door. She went to the door and returned with Hank and a fried of his Milford. She inquired if they would like a drink, they both said, yes. When Mama came back, she handed them both a glass of Scotch. I could feel the eyes of both of them staring at me, as we all made small talk about the weather and the Yankees baseball team. The time I feared most came when Mama said to me, "Why don't you stand up and stroll around the room for Hank, Milford, Let your house coat slip off your shoulders then drop off. We are all very eager to see how beautiful you look naked!" I did what Mama told me to and in very short order stood very naked and venerable. I couldn't help but giggle and laugh, not only was I naked for the first time in my life in front of black men I was drunk for the first time and feeling very giddy a bit mindless and oh so oblivious as to what was about to take place. All I could remember for sure was that Mama said that she would be with me the whole time.. Then Mama stood up and did the same thing, removed her housecoat so she too stood very naked and beautiful in front of Hank and Milford. After, she invited both the guys to remove their pants for there two ladies in waiting. Mary Hank said, " Don't you have some dance music, Liz needs to dance a little." She got out a record she had hide so Daddy wouldn't find it and put it on the phonograph. Milford came over to me and held out his hand and said "Lets dance baby." I took his big hand and he pulled me up off the sofa. I put my arms around his neck and he his arms around my waist. It was only a mater of minutes before his hands were siding down my back to my seat. His hands took up a position on either side of my ass cheeks. As we danced, he kept pulling me apart so Hank and Mama could have a good look. Mama keep looking at me and winking at me, and pouching her lips out in a way that made me think that she was throwing me a kiss. Then I got the message and looked up into Milford's eyes. He looked down at me and in a flash our lips meet and tongues became entwined and began to cavort in the act of prolonged sexual pleasure. Milford whispered in my ear the first dirty words any guy ever did, "Baby you're going to make a hot fucken little whore, I can just tell it from the way you move you body." I giggled and told him thank you that I needed to be told that, it made me feel more self-assured about doing it at all. During the next dance nothing changed much except I felt him sticking his finger up into my ass hole. Mama saw him doing it and laughed. She thought that was neat and ran to the kitchen and got he camera and took a photo of us and Milford, with his finger sticking into my ass hole. When Hank say the flash bulb go off he nearly came unglued. "Mary!" He yelled at her, "You can't take pictures of Milford and me, for god sakes women if some white guy say them we both might get shot in the back." Mama said, "Hank, if I promise not to let your faces show would it be ok, after all this a very special event for Liz and for me, it's her first time ever naked in front of any guys." Hank agreed that it was special time in my life as did Milford, so Mama got her photos of me after all. Milford and I were dancing to our third dance. He had put his one hand around my neck and was driving me nutty by playing with my privates. Mama was watching him and beaming, it seemed that she was so happy for me. Then the phone rang, Mama turned down the phonograph and asked us to be quiet. Then she walked to the kitchen to answer the phone. "Parsonage, Mary speaking." After she hung up she came to the kitchen door and asked, "Hank to come to the kitchen." With the room empty Milford wasted no time. He told me too slid forward on the sofa so my ass was hanging just on the edge of it, then he put his arm around me, pulled me in close and started to kiss me real hard, kind of rough, then he put his free hand between my legs, broke off the kiss only long enough to tell me to spread my legs real wide. Then I felt his fingers all over my privates. Then he got down on his knees in front of me and stuck his noise into my pussy and started to suck and lick my clit . He was spreading me wide open with his fingers so he could get a good look at my sex hole. When Mama and Hank walked back in to the room Mama said, "Milford, I see you're having a nice snack!" Milford pulled back from me just long enough to answer, "Yeah, and a damn tasty one at that this, women taste like sweet honey and I bet she rides a bare bone like a honey too!" Mama and Hank laughed, Mama replayed, "I bet she will to Milford are you eager to find out?" "Oh you bet your sweet ass I am Mary, just hope I don't have to wait to long to find out?" "Milford just as soon as Jess gets here. "Oh did you say." "Jess, why?" "Oh man he has a cock that's so big, who do you expect him to get it on with, not you Mary, not Liz I hope?" "Yes Liz, he will make a fitting contribution, after all this is her first time. I want to make sure she has a real good first sexual encounter, one she won't forget." Then Mama sat down on the sofa next to me and spread her legs, Hank got the message and was on his knees sucking and lacking on her pussy. "Here is some of the best white meat in the county Milford." "Let's swap." "Good idea." Before you could shack a stick the guys had made the switch, Hank was all over me. "Yeah Milford you right, her meat is as tasting as Mary's no doubt about it, I sure do look forward to fucken you a whole baby, if mama says it's ok by her?" Mama laughed, "Oh you guys are beastly, I think you'll both get a lot of riding time on her." It didn't take Hank long to got me going, all at once I let out a cry, "Anngghhhhh!" I moaned, stiffened and shuddered as Hank passionately attacked my aching pussy. "Oh shit... I'm gonna...I'm gonna... "Mama grabbed my hand and squeezed it, "Yes, baby, yes, let it rip, let it rip!" Mama panted, on the verge of her own fierce orgasm. "Auunngghhhh! Ongghhh! Unghh! Auunngghhhh!" Mama suddenly cried out, her luscious naked body convulsing in sharp spasms as she orgasmed violently. "Hhhhhhh!" I gasped involuntarily. I could feel a symphony of tiny, excited muscles clench in my lower belly. Oh god! "Ohhhh god baby isn't it just great!" she moaned softly to me...still squeezing my hand. The next fifteen or twenty minutes were among the sweetest as well as the most intense sexual moments I thought I would ever spend with my Mama. We had both climaxed three times, when Mama started to plead for a rest and a drink. Mama slid over on the sofa so she was closer to me, put her arm around me she pulled me in close to her and gave me a long passionate kiss, when we pulled apart she said, "Oh god... it feels so good, doesn't it Liz, my pussy feels like it had been a war, how about you? I looked at Mama, giggled and said, I never knew it would feel that good or that I would become so boisterous, I couldn't help myself." "I know dear it's all a wonderful part of a woman and acting like one." There was a knock at the back door. Mama got up off the sofa to go answer it, I called out to her "Mama you forgot your housecoat!" She called back "Oh I don't need one, it's Jesse." "Charlie... When Jesse came in to the room he smelled like he just walked out of a barn full of cows." "Liz you got to be kidding me." 
"Did he expect that you or your mother were .going to let him screw around with you smelling that way?" "I guess Mama didn't. She told him in no uncertain terms to take his stinking overhauls off and leave them on the back porch. He did... when he came back in to the living room to join us he still had his underwear on." "Liz was he shy?" "Why do you ask that?" "All the other guys were naked." "I guess he just felt funny... but there was nothing funny about his cock." "Oh was it a big one?" "Oh yes!...yes in deed it was very big." Charlie it wasn't long after Jesse got their that Mama said, "Guys I think this little party would be more fun if we moved it to my bed room!" She took me by the hand and led the way up the steps to her bedroom. "Liz you lay on that side of the bed and I'll take this side." Mama lay down on the bed, her legs were bent at the knees and spread wide apart. The she said," Come on Milford give me a good fuck me, Hank fuck Liz for me then Jesse you fuck her." It wasn't long maybe fifteen minutes and I head Mama. "Oh god... oh god, it's so good!" she gasped, arching he hips off the bed each time Milford drove back into her pussy with an expert forward thrust of his hips. "Ungghhh!" "I love it... I love it," Mama whispered in his ear, fuck me harder, faster." I loved the sight of my Mama's titties bouncing as Milford fucked away. "I... want you to fuck me like that Hank," I gasped, incoherently. Then I dug my fingers into his back and whimpered at the especially magnified hard thrust Hank started to make. "Awwonnggg! Oh... yes that's how!" I panted. I became aware of Mama again as I heard her telling, "Milford... Oh... yes... Ye ... yes... almost..." She was gasping for breath, wincing, squirming and whinnying under his hard powerful thrusting. Then she cried out "Ownnggg! Ungghhh! Ohnnnmmgghiiieeee!" Twisting and humping off the bed, her face ripped by the affliction of an unbearably wonderful ecstasy. It was for me the first time to see another woman fucked so. I giggled softly through my rapid panting. "But... everyth... oh god unngghhhh! Yessss! Anngghhh!" "Oh baby, does that feel good?" Mama asked me. I got "YES" out when Hank had accelerated the tempo. "Look at me... I want to look into your eyes... oh, look at me, darling." Mama said, and as I did my orgasm hit me with the force of a huge wave hitting the shoreline, I was so over come with an unbearably wonderful ecstasy of my own. 
All the while Hank was fucking me Jesse had pulled off his undershirts and had been playing with himself. His cock was so long and hard. He wasted no time find his way between my legs and penetrating my sex hole. Mama cried out, "Now don't hurt her Jesse!" Jesse snorted back at her, "She a fucken good whore Mary, let me take care of he and stop being her mother, shes a grown up woman now, shes better fuck than any cow I ever fucked, she'll do just fine." Jesse was rough and when he squeezed my nipples he did it hard enough so I yell out from the pain. He talked so dirty the entire time he was on top of me, calling me one dirty thing after another. I guess I liked being talked to like he did, I found it ever provocative. The sounds of his big hard balls slapping off my ass, filled the room, as did the sounds of our bellys as they smacked in to each other. My body was sweating, I could start to smell myself, I wondered if the curious smell would filter through the room. Mama was laying on the bed watching me being savaged by Jesse all the while asking me if it felt good. "Anngghhh!" shuddering violently. A sexual fog filled my mind as I tried to pumping my hips up to meet Jesse's down ward thrust. gasped for breath, I cried out to Mama in a killing torrent of pleasure, "Ownnggg! Ungghhh! Ohnnnmmgghiiieeee Yessssssssssss." "Ohhnnnnnnn!" I moaned, feeling Jesse's cock still embedded deep in my pussy, and as hard as ever. Mama said, "Oh Liz my dearest.... come hard, come real hard, I love to watch you when you come hard, darling," Will, I came hard just as Jesse was dumping his load into my cum bowl and I let out a decisive squall of enthrallment. As Jesse rolled off of me Mama said, "Will I sure hope one of you two guys haven't made my baby pregnant tonight, that would just be a shame wouldn't it now." Then she laughed out load, the guys joined the laughter over her joke. Charlie was hot now and asked if he could fuck me in a doggy position. I said sure and took up my position and let him have at me. It felt good but didn't last long enough for me. Charlie came with in minutes he was so excited. It was ok by me I had my share for the night already. Charlie looked at the clock and said, "Wow it's two o'clock we better get some shut eye, I have a seven o'clock flight to catch. At breakfast Charlie slid a hotel envelop across the table to me and said," Liz you'll have to take a cab home I think there is enough money in there to cover cab fare." I told him, "Thank you." Then He got up from the table and told me that he had to get a move on. He kissed me good-bye. I finished my coffee and then called a cab. On the way home I opened the envelope, in it I found a note that read, "I hope you will spend the night with me next time I'm in town. Thanks for the great time." Then I counted out two hundred and sixty dollars in cash. I giggled, as I thought about all the nights Mama and I laid on her bed surrounded by black guys waiting their turn to fuck one of us and the many times she would take me to a special old run down bar out in the country where mostly black guys hung out so we could go dancing and have some fun, the cab driver asked me, "Is their something funny Miss." I smiled and said, "Oh no everything is just fine." PS After my evening with Hank, Milford Mama and Jesse Mama and I want out to the kitchen after she picked up and cleaned up the bed. She asked me if I had a good time, I reassured her that I had a wonderful time and wanted to do more of it with her. We kissed and had our tea. 
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