Julia shook the washing from the dryer and carefully folded her son's clothes into a pile. Like all sons on return from college he had dumped a huge pile of washing in the laundry room before raiding the fridge with the words, "I'm starving" then retiring to his room. What Julia did remember with a tingle was the tight cuddle that Chris, her baby boy, had given her when he returned crushing her 5'4" frame to his chest and holding her tight. She could still smell the manliness on him and loved the feel of being held tight in the arms of a man who truly loved her.
At 19 Chris was all grown up and filling out to become the same fine figure of a man his father was and Julia mentally compared the two men in her mind. Both were around 5'8" so while not tall, they were very powerfully built. Both had dark tight curly hair and Chris had inherited the dark brown eyes of his father rather than Julia's piercing blue eyes.
Her husband John, Chris's father, had a nice covering of wiry hair on his chest that led down in a trail to his magnificent 9-inch cock, and Julia giggled to herself wondering if Chris had inherited all of his father's attributes, then sighed as she wished her husband had been here to see his son all grown up.
John had died in somewhere in the Middle East in some desert fighting for his country and Julia still remembered the knock on her door that fateful day, the two uniformed soldiers informing her that her husband had fallen. After the funeral when things had calmed down, and family and friends retreated back into their own lives, Julia found herself with only a small army widow's pension and an 18-month-old son to bring up on her own.
Because of her dedication to her son, Chris, Julia had never re-married despite more than a few genuine offers. Although Julia had no interest in being someone's wife she still needed male company and would occasionally go out on blind dates but she would quickly lose interest before things progressed very far. No one really measured up to her ex-husband, in either character or equipment.
One fine summer’s day however, Julia was out celebrating her 30th birthday while her son was away at his first summer camp and she got chatting in a bar. It had been over 5 years since she had been with a man and she felt the urge to just get laid without the need for any complications.
Julia leaned against the washing machine as she reminisced about that day many years ago when she had allowed a handsome black guy named Kenton to pick her up in that bar and take her back to his hotel. She could feel herself get wet between her legs as she recalled to her shock and surprise when Kenton had removed his jeans and she was greeted by the biggest cock she had seen in her life, including her late husband’s. It twitched like a black snake then rose to meet her like it had a mind of its own. She and Kenton fucked in every position that night losing count of the number of times she came from riding his thick ebony pony, and from that moment forward she knew she was hooked forever. Staggering out of the hotel a few hours later Julia had not been as thoroughly fucked as she had been since the night before John was deployed and the newfound thirst for casual black cock raged inside her.
From then on, Julia would scour the internet looking for interracial chat rooms where she would talk and cam while her son slept, sometimes performing with a large black dildo she had bought.
When she could get a baby sitter or when Chris was away on school trips or away at camp, Julia would frequent the jazz clubs on the South side of town and gorge herself on a banquet of black cock fucking as many black men as she could, leaving no hole unfilled. At first, anal had been painful but after a while she grew to love the feel of a huge cock in her ass and would sometimes take on two or three men at once or one after the other. Julia was careful to protect her image and reputation and contained her lust for black cock to when she knew her son would be away and was very discrete as to where she sated her desires.
She couldn’t believe her luck when one of her more regular lovers asked her if she would like to appear in a film. She was very hesitant at first but when she heard how much she would get paid Julia knew this was a chance to augment her meager widow's pension which would allow her to better provide for her young son. She had to bite her lip to stop herself from screaming with excitement, as deep down she knew that with her lust for black cock she would have done it for free but wanted to contain her emotion until hearing all the terms of the offer. But when her lover explained that Julia's natural 34C breasts weren’t big enough for their core audience so the film company would also pay for enhancements that sealed the deal and she eagerly agreed to the opportunity. Over the next few years, Julia and her new 34DD breasts appeared in many films, most of which involved her and several well-endowed black men.
Julia shook her head from side to side, her long brunette hair whipping around her face, to bring herself back to reality and could feel the dampness between her legs that her memories provided as she carried the basket of laundry to her son's room. She was mentally planning her evening thinking of how she would get out her big black dildo and perform on camera in her favourite online interracial chat room and she absentmindedly opened her son's door without knocking. From her position with the door partially opened she could see her son had headphones on and was watching porn and the image of a large black cock thrusting into a white woman's pussy from behind filling the screen of his laptop. As the guy grabbed the woman by the hair and pulled her head back so another man could shove his equally as large cock in her mouth Julia found herself looking at her own face on the screen as her son slowly jerked his cock, his eyes glued to the monitor. While Julia should have been outraged or embarrassed all she could think of was that Chris had indeed inherited everything from his father, as he worked his hand up and down his long shaft never covering more than half of it with his big hand.
Chris loved the familiar action he was seeing on screen as he had watched these clips so many times he almost knew them by heart. When he had first come across them on an internet porn site and recognized his mother he wasn’t sure if he should be disgusted or not but to his surprise he found himself incredibly turned on by them. In the video clips his mother was younger but her body was not that much different than it was now. When he had hugged her earlier on and felt her huge breasts pressing onto his chest he had to move away from her so she didn’t feel his growing erection and quickly retreated to his childhood room to watch his daily dose of his mother being fucked.