The Athlete's Mother (M/F) "May I come in?" she asked in a soft sexy voice. Without wait- ing for a reply, the attractive black woman strutted by the young teacher and walked slowly towards the bed. The soft flowing movement of her well-formed ass captured his attention and he felt the sensation of a growing hard-on. He quickly dismissed any erotic thoughts because he was the baseball coach and she was the mother of one of his players. Teachers aren't supposed to have lustful thoughts for students or their parents. She stopped near the foot of the bed, then turned to face him. "I'm Laurel Johnson!" They were on an overnight game trip. Mrs. Johnson was one of the three chaperoning parents. His eyes looked down at the black skin tight leggings that ad- hered to her shapely muscular legs, then up to a white blouse that wrapped snugly around her oversized bosom. It was now impossible to control the growth of his cock as it bulged inside his trousers. "I know who you are, Mrs. Johnson." "I want my son on your team," she said, "and I'm willing to do anything." Tyrone Johnson was a mediocre ballplayer at best. There was no way he could ever make the team. His mother, the sexy woman with the big tits and softly rounded ass, obviously thought otherwise as she moved towards the young teacher coach. "I don't know," he backed up with his eyes fixed on her bulging chest and his prick bulging beneath his trousers. As she edged closer he began to perspire. "You do know, Mr. Graves," she smiled seductively while un- buttoning her blouse. He started to panic. The job he loved was in jeopardy because he knew he wouldn't be able to resist this very tempt- ing woman. "Mrs. Johnson! I can't! I mean... what if someone finds out!" "Nonsense!" she said with her bright black eyes gazing at him and her long slender fingers undoing the buttons one by one until she had her blouse completely open. He stared at her enormous breasts barely held up by her flimsy bra. "We can and we will Mr. Graves!" "But I'm . . . and . . . and you're," he tried to back up but the bed blocked his way. "What, Mr. Graves? Am I too old for you?" she asked seductive- ly. "You don't like black women? Are you gay?" she asked in a soft sexy whisper. "What is it, baby?" "N-n-no! It's not that!" he said as he watched her blouse sliding off her shoulders, then saw her toss it onto the chair. Seconds later, her white bra joined the white blouse, revealing her beautiful black breasts with their big hard nipples. "Is it my breasts?" she asked while using her hands to squeeze her tits together. "Don't you like my big tits?" "Oh, no! They're . . . they're beautiful!" he said because they were, and he wanted them inside his hands and inside his mouth. "Then sit down, Mr. Graves?" she said, pushing him back onto the bed. Before he could say anything, she was pulling his face to her bosom. "I just love it when someone sucks on my tits. C'mon, Mr. Graves! Don'tcha wanna suck on my big tits?" There was no way the young teacher could resist what this beau- tiful woman was offering. Before he knew it, he was sucking on one tit and playing with the other, kneading the soft pushy flesh with his fingers, licking a hard nipple with his tongue. Suddenly, she lifted his face from her chest and looked down at him with a burning lust in her eyes. "Kiss me, baby! Get up and kiss my moist hot lips!" With the security of his job long forgotten, he jumped up off the bed and grasped the woman's waist, handling her with a hungry passion as their lips met with their mouths opened wide. The moistness of her soft velvety lips inspired his tongue to surge forward into her hungry mouth. The obsessed woman's kisses were blazing and filled with an incredible amount of passion. It was apparent, Mrs. Johnson was no longer interested in securing a place on the team for her son. It had escalated well beyond that. The beautiful black woman wanted his white cock inside her beautiful black body. As their tongues danced a frenzied dance inside each other's mouth, the excitement level was growing higher with each passionate moment. Her hands were all over his body as her hips moved aggres- sively from side to side, rubbing her body fiercely against his enlarged cock. Suddenly, her lips broke away from his. "Undress me Mr. Graves!" she pleaded. "Hurry, baby! Take my clothes off!" Without hesitation, he grasped the waist band of her leggings and tugged them around her big soft ass. A slight push of her body and she was on her back. As she lay with with her arms back behind her head he hurriedly removed her pants. As the young teacher undressed, he stared down at her naked brown body with her legs opened wide and her fingers nestled between them playing with her pussy. Her cocoa brown complexion, accented by a small patch of black pubic hair, and her well-developed body, made his cock throb with anticipation. She returned his stare with a lustful one of her own. "Eat my pussy, Mr. Graves" she implored. "Make my pussy come with your tongue," she begged, and he quickly did what she asked, bury- ing his face between the soft skin of her chocolate thighs, ferociously lapping her beautiful legs, wildly licking her pubic hair, aggressively licking her cunt lips, until finally, his mouth found her very aroused clitoris and she groaned in delight. "Aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Mr. Gravessssssssssssssss!" "Mmm, mmm, mmm," Mr. Graves moaned and licked, moaned and suck- ed, totally enjoying the excited bud of a black woman, one that tasted the same as the passion flower of her highly aroused white counterpart. "Oh God!" she cried out. "It's wonderful! It's absolutely fucking wonderful!" Mrs. Johnson groaned as her lower body lifted to his face. "Finger me, baby!" she demanded. "Finger-fuck my hot pussy! Drive me insane, baby! Drive me insane!" With his darting tongue still tickling her swollen bud, he quickly plunged four of his fingers into her throbbing vagina. "Is this what you want?" he asked while rotating and twisting and turning his hand inside her mushy cunt, taking the woman to the level of insanity she requested. "Aghhhhh, ohhhhhhh!" she sighed with her ass lifted off the mattress and her lower body moving wildly to his face and fingers. "Yes yes! Don't stop! Yes! Yes! Keep doing . . . . oh, God! Ohhhh, Gowd! " He lifted his face, but his fingers remained deep inside her pussy as her body began to tremble around them. When he looked up at her face, her eyes were closed and she was biting her full lower lip. Mrs. Johnson was coming! As the man watched, she tensed her body, then jerked it several times. "Ohh, aghhh!" she groaned, then pushed up, then fell down, then pushed again and jerked again. "Ohhhhh!" she moaned, then fell back down in silence. She had indeed come. As she lay with her arms back behind her head, Mrs. Johnson's body was shaking uncontrollably as she lifted her head to look at him. "That . . . that was really n-n-nice, Mr. Graves!" she said, "but, is Tyrone on your team?" "Your son is not very talented. I don't know if . . ." "Bullshit!" she said while quickly sitting up, his hardened prick staring her right in the face. "I told you I want him on the fucking team!" she said while grasping his cock with her long fingers. "Obviously you didn't understand me." "No, lady! It's YOU who doesn't understand," he said, trying to explain his position on selecting ballplayers. Mrs. Johnson however, wasn't paying attention. She didn't hear a fucking word he said. "Did you know I love sucking cock?" "What!" "I said I love sucking cock. Would you like me to suck yours?" "This is crazy! There's no way . . . aghhhhh! Ahhhhhh!" Mr. Graves knew he shouldn't have let this sex crazed woman in- to his room. Nor should he have eaten her pussy, her sweet delicious pussy. And Lord knows, he shouldn't have let her take his cock into her mouth. But, he did, didn't he? And now, Guess what Mrs. Laurel Johnson is doing to Mr. Graves? The beautiful black woman with the awesome body is sucking him off with the most aggression he'd ever seen a woman have. With her fingernails digging deeply into his ass cheeks, her tongue is swirling around his hard knob while her velvety full lips are sliding up and down his long hard shaft. Mr. Graves knew he shouldn't have come into her mouth, but guess what? He couldn't help it! "Mmmmmm," she moaned as his load of sperm moved from his balls, through his cock and into her mouth. "Mmmmmm," she continued moaning while licking every bit of come. "I just love the taste of a man's sperm," she said, smiling up at him. "I can't believe I let you do this," he said, falling exhausted onto the bed. "What did I do?" "Young man! You didn't do anything yet!" he heard her say, then felt her body as she climbed on top of him with her damp pubic hair pressing against his flaccid cock. He lifted his head and stared at the well-built woman. "Now what are you doing?" "What does it look like I'm doing, silly?" she said laughing. "I'm going to fuck you," she replied as she leaned forward, pressing her huge tits against his chest and her eager pussy lips against his growing cock. He looked up at her eyes. They were filled with lust; they were filled with determination. "But, I don't want you to fuck me! I can't let you to fuck me!" he tried getting up, but she pushed him back. Suddenly, she was holding his arms and lowering her body onto his stiff cock. "Don't be ridiculous!" she said as his prick moved into her cunt. "There's nothing you want more than fucking this horny black bitch." "Oh, Christ!" he said as her cunt walls engulfed his dick and she started moving up and down, fucking him as promised. "I... don't... ohh, God!" "But you do, silly. You know you do!" Mrs. Johnson said as she moved faster and faster with her thighs clinging to his legs and her tits bouncing wildly against his chest. She was right! How could Mr. Graves not like what she was doing? This was by far the hottest woman he'd ever known and she was fucking him with the most passion he'd ever known. He'd have to be a schumck not to want this very passionate women. "Screw my fucking job!" he yelled out. With one of his hands grabbing her ass and the other grasping the back of her head, he flipped her onto her back, totally catching Laurel Johnson by surprise. "Hey, baby! What are you doing?" Suddenly, Mr. Graves was the aggressor. Suddenly, he was the one who was forcing himself on the athlete's mother. "I'm fucking you bitch! Whatta you think I'm doing!" he said as his hands grasped her legs behind the knees and pushed them back and wide open. To his surprise, Mrs. Johnson loved the change of roles and the way he was talking to her. "Then, give it to me, white man!" she cried out. "Fuck my horny black cunt! Make me come with your big white cock inside me!" she yelled. "Fuck the horny black bitch!" "Like this, baby?" he said as he leaned forward with his cock splitting her cunt lips. "Yeah, baby! Fuck me!" she said as her solid brown legs squeezed his waist and her hot cunt squeezed his cock. "Fuck the living crap outta me!" "Yes! Yes! Yes!" he cried out while humping his body back and forth, giving Mrs. Johnson the fuck she desperately wanted. "Oh, God! Oh, God!" she yelled, giving him the fuck he des- perately needed. Then, in the midst of their intense passion, the athlete's mother also needed something else. "Is . . . is my son on . . . on the team?" she asked with her exploding body literally bouncing on the bed. "Is he on the fucking team?" "Your son can be the coach of the fucking team! I don't care! I'm coming inside your fucking horny cunt!" "I'm coming too! God, I'm coming too!" She tensed her body, her belly twitched and she tensed again. Each jerk forward brought a grunt followed by a loud moan. At the exact same instant, his cock literally exploded inside her cunt, releasing every bit of come his balls contained. Despite his better judgment, Mr. Graves had indeed fucked the athlete's mother.