Not a Word Spoken
Date: 7/11/2017, Categories: True Story, Black, First Time, Incest, Older, Author: Blackstroker, Source: sexstories.com
Not a Word Spoken This is the story of me and my mom it happened when I was fifteen. My mom and I lived alone in a little one bedroom apartment that we were forced by circumstance to move into nine months ago. My dad had abandoned us two years before to go live with a girl half his age. A year ago he had suddenly stopped sending money, changed his job and phone number and moved to another town, we later found out. So we had no choice but to move into a smaller place in keeping with mom’s earnings. But three months ago she had lost her job, and was down to just a few dollars in savings. Mom let herself into the house using her key. This was unusual once I was home; she loved to have me open the door and greet her with a smile. I could guess by her slumped shoulder and loud sigh as she closed the door that things did not go well with her job hunt. My guess was confirmed when she looked at me with sad watery eyes and shook her head from side to side in the negative. She hurried past me and headed for the bedroom, without saying a word. Mom is a beautiful, thirty-six year old light brown skin, black woman, with shoulder length wavy brown hair, evidence of the trace of Indian ancestry in her blood. She is five foot six, one hundred and fifty pounds of smooth, shapely woman flesh; a big firm ass and full, round breasts that stood up and out proudly on their own; she occasionally went bra less despite her age. After about ten minutes had elapsed and she hadn’t come out I got up ...