She held me tight, murmuring, but I could not hear what she was saying. It seemed I was never going to stop. We were soon coated in sticky pungent sem...n. Mom seemed to be having issues of her own. When I started coming, her hand stopped pumping me and moved down to her crotch where she started rubbing herself. I could feel the back of her hand against my balls. She was quivering over and over.Finally, it seemed I had stopped. Mom's hand reappeared sliding up between us to check on my cock,. Had my first bi-sexual encounter and loved it. But this story tells of my first big bisexual encounter in 2007 with a Black man. I was running with this "crack ho" (didn't know until later she worked as a crack ho until it happened. We got settled in and she said she was going to pick-up some "crack" for us. She came back after a half hour, and not alone. In walks a young black guy (looked 17, he was actually 28,) but did look alot younger. Pretty good looking k**. As we smoked and talked the. ..what the” I stammered“You’re so, much bigger than your dad, that lazy, son of a bitch can’t even get it up”“Mom, what... why” “Oh come on Mark, I saw you staring at these puppies” she said, climbing on the bed next to me “And you must have realised I felt your cock when you hugged me”“Well yeah, but”“I know what you three have been up to” she interrupted“You what!”“It was obvious, I could smell sex as soon as I walked in the house and those two need to learn to wash, they both had cum running. So.”Nathan: “It sure was hot today. Shit, it’s been worse in here all day. I bet it could get hotter if we shut that door.”Duane: “Nigga what the...”Nathan: “Nah man listen I bet if we can get this bitch to think we’re all locked in we could eventually get some of that pussy.”Duane: “Get your mother fucking horny black ass over here and let’s finish fixing this compressor.”Nathan: “Right! We fix the compressor first. Then we get some of dat pussy.”Duane: “Listen, you ain’t gonna fuck this shit.