#Cheating #Interracial #Pregnancy
A story of my husband’s parents and their marriage.
When I was about 15 years old, my parents had been arguing for a long time. That year they decided it was finally time to get divorced and go their separate ways. My mom, as I’ve said before, has had affairs that my dad didn’t know about, but the one he did find out about was what got him to leave. As a teen girl herself, my mom had gotten pregnant in Australia long before meeting my dad. It seems even though she put her baby up for adoption and left, she brought back a fetish for black men tat she couldn’t leave behind so easily. She had been having affairs with three different men that I knew of, only one my dad knew of, and probably more we didn’t. All were black men, but no pregnancies. When they divorced they split and went off on their own rather quickly, no fighting for years like you see now. I went with my dad and spent the weekends with my mom as they had agreed upon, and we moved to a new apartment.
My dad tried dating again, but didn’t really go anywhere. From what I saw, he’d just use the weekends without me to hookup with younger girls but nothing more than a one night stand. He seemed happy with it so I was too at the time. It was my mom who was more sad to see in my opinion. Without anyone to hide from, she became a total whore. My old friend who lived a few houses down from me said that the same three cars would pull up then leave on a rotation every week. She had boyfriend one on Monday, two on Tuesday, three on Wednesday, and rotated from there. I was old enough to understand, I was a horny teen boy myself. But knowing it was my mom getting railed out by so many different black men like that and not some pornstar getting paid for it just felt different some how.
After a year I got my license and could drive myself to and from, so my parents never had to see or talk to each other from then on. That was when I noticed the things in my mom’s house change. She always kept the house clean, but I found a stack of pregnancy books she had from when she had me laying out by her bed. When she caught me looking, she confessed that she had gotten pregnant from one of her affair partners. She told me not to tell my dad, and I never did, but it still felt wrong of her to have a baby like that. My dad never saw her or spoke to her the whole time she was pregnant, but I knew every time I saw her that it was a black baby in her womb. Not my father’s like it should be.
As the months passed, her belly and her tits grew so large. Her ass and hips did as well and I couldn’t tell if the black men where changing her or she was changing them. But the man who knocked her up started hanging around when I was over, even though at first she only had me. Despite her state, several of my visits was just me saying high and watching TV until I heard the sounds of them fucking get to loud then I’d go drive around. One weekend she clearly forgot what day it was when I walked in the door and saw her on her hands and knees in the living room getting fucked from behind by her lover. She tried to cover up but I knew she was a slut, so I just said to keep going and left.
I guess she had a change of heart when she gave birth. The week prior her lover left her and was no where to be found. When she had the baby she gave it up like she did as a young girl back years ago. She acted like she was turning her life around after the adoption went through, going to the gym and loosing her pregnancy weight. After two years divorced, she was looking better than ever. So good it was too good to be true, as her desire for black men never seemed to leave even now. The whole time she spent in the gym, slimming her waist, growing her ass. It was to be more attractive for her other black lovers. I didn’t realize until I caught her again, only this time she was taking them two at once. With two black men fucking her at the same time, she couldn’t stop or cover herself this time. She just cried and told me not to look as they continued unphased. My dad had told me he was bringing a girl home so I couldn’t be there and here my mother is in an oreo on her couch.
Both my parents were horny, sex craved people. Why didn’t things work out with them? The usual answer is the dad wants more sex than the mom will give, but any woman her age who has an interracial threesome like that wouldn’t fit that description. Both of them have sex regularly so I have no idea what’s wrong. I suppose I shouldn’t have been so surprised the second time when my mom confessed to getting pregnant again. By the time she was almost due, I was now 17 almost 18. She had stopped acting like I was too young for certain things and started using sexual talk around me more freely. She even asked me to help her bathe as her baby was too large for her to move around, so I saw her naked more often. Not sexually as I had caught her before, but in a casual sense. I helped her get dressed and it didn’t seem odd after a while. Despite that she still had sex even though she couldn’t hardly see, let alone clean her own pussy out afterwards.
She told me her intentions to put this baby up for adoption as well, which made me question why she keeps getting pregnant if she never keeps the babies. She never gave a solid answer, but by now she was getting too old to have any more, so this would be her last. As before, she went to the gym like crazy, and did everything to slim back down. Even getting surgery to remove belly fat this time around. Once more she looked like a elegant, beautiful woman in her late 30’s/ early 40’s, but just couldn’t stop with her obsession with black men. This time I threatened her saying I wouldn’t visit her anymore if she didn’t stop the affairs. It really seemed hard at first, but she gave up her lovers and spent time with me alone again.
Almost 6 years after they got divorced, my parents met up again and after awhile got back together again. They both told me to promise to keep their secrets, which I did, and they went back to a surprisingly happy couple again. My mom never knew my dad’s body count had gone from one or two before her, to probably 30 or 40 after. Just like my dad never found out my mom had been such a whore for black men that she had two more babies with them. I wonder who was really cucking who, or if they were cucking each other. But everything felt back in place when I heard her moaning in bed, knowing it was with my dad and not a random man.
My dad would die several years later at 58, by then my mom was 53 and too old for her old style of affairs. But she did keep one younger black boy around to have fun with for years after. They never married, but I knew he was enjoying her for more than just her company…
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