The Secret Night with My Son's Friend
We used to chat a little every day until one of them started flirting way too much. I was enjoying the compliments, but never had any intention of sharing a bed with either of them. Until one day, the Mexican guy sent me a dick pic and asked what I thought about it. I told him it was a nice dick, but he should work on how to take pictures of it and make it look better.
From that point, we started talking about sexual stuff a lot, and I too shared a few nudes with him when he asked a million times. First thing first, I made him swear he would keep it a secret from everyone, and he told me he didn’t want to ruin this at any cost. He used to ask me about what was happening in my daily life, and when I told him my daughter was going on a school trip and my son was going for a job interview in another city so I’d be home alone for a few days, things shifted.
He asked if he could take me out on a date, but I instantly refused, telling him I couldn't be seen going out with my son's friend. He respected that and didn’t ask again—but he had other plans in mind. The very next evening, he came to my house with food, flowers, and a bottle of wine, telling me it was a date and that no one saw him because he was being careful. I thought, "Fuck it, what’s the worst that could happen?" and invited him inside.
After eating and drinking the bottle of wine while watching a movie, he made a move. After 20 minutes he asked if he could kiss me; I pretended not to hear, so he kissed me anyway, and I kissed him back. I was horny anyway, and the wine made it easier. He proved to be a pro, removing all my clothes smoothly. When he asked if we should stay there or go to the bedroom, I told him I preferred my bed.
He carried me upstairs in his arms like a baby—butt naked, tall, dark, handsome, and athletic. It turned me on so much. Once in the bedroom, we exchanged oral, and he gave me one of the best orgasms of my life. After that, he had me hold my boobs between my arms with lotion so he could fuck my boobs, before sliding inside me. We went through every position for about an hour. We finished with him fucking my face and coming inside my mouth. We spent the night together, and from that day on, whenever we find some alone time, we always hook up. As for the white guy, he still flirts like a baby sometimes, too afraid to make a bold move—though I wouldn't say no to him either!