Hello, my name is Jake. I am your average 23 year old boy, super horny. I was a let bloomer when it came to losing my virginity, I was 20. I started looking at my mom sexually at around 18, but I figured it would go away and that I was just so desperate for sex anyone was looking good to me. When I finally had sex at 20 that did not happen. My desire for my mom grew. She is my biggest fantasy. She is 54 years old about 5'5 and 280 pounds. She is the reason for my love of bbw women. Whenever I am watching porn or am getting with a girl I always make sure they are bbw.
I have been trying to find some good mom son porn to masturbate to but it's just the same old shit with rachel steel and sometimes jodi west and I am sick of it. I want some bbw porn moms taking their sons cocks. I am always looking up mom son videos to see if any real ones are out there. I never have any luck. I just always wanted a way to finally have sex with my mom.
My dad left us when I was about 13 years old. She was very lonely. Sometimes she went out with her friends to dinner, but that is it. I have never seen her go on a date. Even though she is 280 pounds she has a very pretty face. Long brown hair, brown eyes and nice full cheeks. She could have been a plus size model. Her breasts were very full. They were a 40F and looked every bit the part. Her belly was pretty flat but you could tell it sagged down when she was nude. Her thighs were like tree trunks, exactly how you would expect someone her sizes thighs to look. My moms ass was huge. When I say huge I do not mean JLo big, I mean 280 pounds big. If my mom was skinny she would have no ass, you could tell, but as a result of her weight it grew into this massive wide ass full of cellulite that I wanted to taste.
One day we had a really bad hurricane coming in, they expected major blackouts and severe winds.
"Jake make sure you tape all the windows before this storm comes."
"I know mom you only told me 100 times."
"I am sorry Jake, you know how I get with stuff like this."
I went over and gave her a hug, I know she meant well. Her tits squished into me, I could not even get my arms fully around her.
"I am going to start dinner, just finish up here and I will let you know when it is ready." I watched her massive body waddle as she walked away, fuck I wanted her.
The storm hit around 9pm, I was already in bed but I heard the wind going crazy outside. around 9:45 our power went out. A couple minutes later I heard mom coming down the hall with a flashlight in her hand.
"Jake, you okay back here?"
"Yeah I am good mom, you?"
"Uhhh, not really, it is very dark in here and the wind outside is going crazy, I don't want to be alone. Would you do me a favor and sleep in my room?"
"Sure mom I will grab some blankets and a pillow and be right in."
When I got into her room she was already under the covers, I set up a little bed at the foot of her bed and laid down.
"Thank you for sleeping in here with me Jake."
"No problem mom, anything for you."
I laid there a couple minutes and I began to hear my mom snore. She always fell asleep early. With the power out I had nothing to do, so I began to rub my cock. I was thinking about my bbw mom sucking my cock and it was really getting me going. I know I could not cum because I had nowhere to put it so i slowed down a bit. I decided to just try and sleep off the hard on. I always look forward to Mike and Miko's visits they are a fun couple but for an ulterior motive as well. Miko is my Asian whore that who loves me taking advantage of her. She has everything I want in a woman, voluminous tits, a tight ass and pussy, and legs to die for. She is also Asian which is easily my biggest fetish and has been since as long as I can remember. She reminds me a lot of the American - asian porn pussy star Miko Lee who I believed starred in some of the aka Filthy Whore series. I will certainly never forget their first visit to our home. My wife was always a good girl, a very healthy sexual appetite but a good girl nonetheless. Mike had always told me Miko was an absolute slut she could be and how she wanted me to force her into some kinky sex.
We met them at the airport and took them to our favorite restaurant for dinner and drinks. I can tell you this for sure, everyone's eyes were on Miko as she walked in. In the middle of a New England winter, she walks in the door in a slinky, 1 piece black dress, the front can barely contain her enormous tits and certainly almost anyone could get a bit of a free show. When she sat down that skirt rose right up and you could almost see up to her waist. Her long legs were accentuated by her blue nylon stockings and a pair of extraordinary high heels. She was statuesque with those heels even compared to my 6ft 5 frame. With the cold weather her nipples were clearly visible, truth be told she looked like one of the hookers you might pick up in Chinatown. My wife seemed very puzzled by her appearance asking me in private what was she thinking? I tried to think of a good lie as I knew her slutty nature had driven her to dress this way. I told her I don't think she knew it was that cold here.
All throughout our meal the other patrons both men and women were overtly trying to get a gander at her. My wife and I hurriedly ate as we do not like to be the center of attention. Mike was whispering in her ear all during our time there. I know he gets off on watching people see his wife's wanton appearance. He would smile here and there but he genuinely seemed happy with the reaction he was getting. We did not even stay to have drinks as my wife wanted to leave as quickly as possible for obvious reasons. My wife was so concerned about Miko's wardrobe she was contemplating lending her some clothes but I told her it would be of no use as she was far more curvy than my wife.
When December 2003 came, I introduced my parents to Amrinder, the young man I couldn't shut up about. They liked him immensely. You see, my parents were thrilled to see me with a guy who was at least half Indian Porn. There was a big ruckus in our family when my elder brother Kumar brought home Janice Johnson, the Jamaican gal he met at Humber College in Toronto. I met Janice and she's very nice, but my parents were adamantly against her and Kumar dating. That's why Kumar moved in with Janice, and our parents turned their backs on him.
Folks, if you didn't know, I guess I've got to enlighten you. There is a big bias against all things black in the Indian subculture. This racism is nothing new in Indian society. Hell, even today, in modern India, most "regular" Indians look down on the dark-skinned people of the Tamil Nadu region of India. Personally, I blame the British influence for this mess. They treated the dark-skinned Indians poorly and "elevated" the lighter-skinned ones, thus creating lasting enmity between the two groups.
For my brother Kumar, a proper young Indian-Canadian gentleman, to date a black woman from the Caribbean was a big deal for my parents. They'd rather turn their backs on Kumar instead of accepting the fact that he'd fallen in love with a smart, lovely young woman from the island of Jamaica. I've met Janice's parents, Roy and Adele Johnson, and they're really nice people. Janice's father is a police officer in Mississauga, and his wife Adele is an auditor with the Canada Revenue Agency. They live in a nice townhouse in Mississauga and own three cars. Hell, the Johnson family is doing better than our family, but you couldn't tell that to my racist parents.
I showed much love and support to my brother Kumar and his girlfriend Janice, and when they had a fight, I even talked Janice into giving my hard-headed younger brother a chance. When they got married, six months after they met, Janice asked me to be her bridesmaid. How cool is that? First time my tomboyish self wore a dress since Prom Night, seriously. As you can see, I am a pretty open-minded person. I just wish I had more luck in my personal life. One day I came home to find my beloved Amrinder in the arms of his buddy Teejay, and the two of them were having gay sex. I dumped Amrinder shortly after. I am not homophobic but I can't stand a cheater. That's just the way I get down.