I know that you have heard and read about soccer moms!  I have, and most is negative.  And most are mothers who end up sleeping with the soccer coach.

My name is Kitty, and at the time I was a 40 years old.  My husband Jimmy and I were both raised in the coal fields of southwestern Virginia.  We met at our little high school and were childhood sweethearts. Both our families were coal miners, but I knew Jimmy wanted another profession.  I attended a community business college and Jimmy attended a small vocational college near Pittsburgh.

After college, Jimmy landed a good job at a factory in Richmond, VA. I was 23 when Jimmy and I married.  Jimmy was a year older, but after our local honeymoon we moved to Richmond to begin our life together.  That same year, I gave birth to our beautiful daughter, Cherie.

Like any mom, I had Cherie in everything – dance class, music, swimming, ballet and Girl Scouts to name a few.  Jimmy was busy, but loved high school sports, so we began to follow the high school that Cherie would attend.  And at all these games, Cherie fell in love with cheerleading and wanted to be a cheerleader.

Cherie was a beautiful brunette and athletic girl and made the cheerleading team in the 9th grade.  Her 5’5 130 pound body was strong enough to make her both a good base and strong tumbler.  Her cheerleader coach was Mrs. Bright, one of the best in the state.

Mrs. Bright however retired as Cherie entered her senior year.  The school could find no cheer coach and was talking of dropping the sport.  Cherie was devastated because she had a shot to cheer after graduation on the George Washington University cheerleading team.  We were told that if they could find two mothers who would serve as sponsors, then the cheer team would go on.  So a Mrs. Elder and I stepped forward to head the cheer team.

Mrs. Elder knew much more about the sport than I did, but Cherie was named captain, so she was able to give me some pointers.  Jimmy was happy with my new role, but he was having work and personal crisis that caused us to argue for the first time in our marriage. Jimmy was always a short, well built man, but he had gained so much weight, so he was very conscious of his flabby, bowling ball look, but too busy and too moody to exercise.  Jimmy had always been a quiet, short tempered man, but now he seemed as though he was trying to cut me out of his life and his hot temper was not only scaring me, but concerning me.

Cheerleading practice began in the fall, and we practiced everyday on the field beside the football team.  The team was not a powerhouse, but we had a 1st team All State tackle named Samuel Bowes.  He was a 6’4 280 pound black boy and was known to all as Big Sam.  Sam not only had many college teams looking at him, but was a likeable guy with a kind and pleasant disposition.  The cheerleaders, plus all the kids at the 70% white school enjoyed being around and talking to him.  During breaks, Sam would come over and talk to the girls, and I enjoyed talking to him too.  Jimmy was a basically prejudice guy, but too was a fan of the All State guy, so he was fine with all our mingling with Sam during practice.

I knew that Cherie was very good friends with Sam at school, but I was a little shocked when Sam came by the house one afternoon to “hang out” with our daughter. I knew their talks and time was innocent, but still I was concerned what Jimmy might say if he knew a black guy was talking to Cherie in her bedroom.  Cherie said it was okay and that her dad was one of Sam’s biggest fans.  I agreed, but still was concerned if Jimmy knew he was here after school.  “Gosh mom,” Cherie would say.  “We are not dating, we’re just friends.”  Whatever, we both agreed it was best to not tell her daddy.

Jimmy’s temper and distance from me was growing greater.  He never wanted to make love to me.  About the only thing we did together was attend football games on Friday nights.

I am not a beautiful woman, but still felt I was attractive.  I still had maintained my 5’6 145 pound figure and only a gray hair or two in my thick dark brown hair.  I have a cute narrow face, with a little pointed nose that all the cheerleaders said was attractive.  Jimmy had many problems, but he seemed to resent that I had maintained my youth and weight and he had become gray, lost most of his hair and gained so much weight.  I missed our lovemaking, but every time I told Jimmy that he was still my handsome lover, only annoyed him and drove more distance between us.

During the month of October, I was still enjoying coaching.  And when Sam was not talking to the girls at break, he was talking to me.  I saw Sam as a son and a nice boy.  He was stopping at least twice every evening after practice talking with Cherie, but we never told Jimmy.

But one evening in late October, Jimmy came home early, and was furious when he learned that Sam was in Cherie’s room.  I told him that they were just friends and did manage to keep his voice toned down until Sam left.  But after Sam left, Jimmy became loud, furious and even use the N word of Sam being in our daughter’s room.  Cherie could usually calm her daddy, but Jimmy was so mad and when I reminded him how much he liked Sam and not to use the N word, he yelled that no N, All State or not was allowed in Cherie’s room or this house.  I agreed with Cherie that she and Sam did nothing wrong, but felt it best that Sam not come by anymore.

The first Friday night game in November, we shut out our cross town rival 30-0, and all, including Jimmy were in happy jubilation.  Cheerleaders were hugging players, and all the fans were hugging and doing high fives. Cherie had come up in the stands in her cheer uniform to hug Jimmy and I, when Sam came up.  Jimmy looked furious when Sam and Cherie embraced over the win.  But he looked more furious when Sam gave me a hug and called me Kitty.

Cherie went out with her boyfriend, but when Jimmy and I got in the car, I could tell a time bomb was about to explode. And as soon as we hit the free way, Jimmy exploded.  He said it looked like I was a popular with that big fat N as Cherie. When I told him that was out of line and I thought he should apologize, he said there was enough white women with N’s in this city and he be dammed if a N was going to be with his women.  I began to cry and plead that Sam was a nice guy and his temper and jealously was running our family.  He yelled, do you think I am jealous over some 18 year old N?  I told him that Cherie was in love with her boyfriend and I was in love with him and to stop acting so childish.

As I went to bed that night, I dressed in a sexy nighties and tried to show Jimmy how much I desired him, but he told me to go and find black Sammy, he was probably hung like a horse.  When I asked him what kind of woman he thought I was, he told me to act my age and go to bed.

As the month of November rolled in, we were still practicing outside near the football team. During a break, the girls went for a drink and I was surprised when Sam came over to me and sat down.  I was more surprised when he told me he had overheard Jimmy making loud and unkind remarks at me after the last game. When I told him that Jimmy was really a nice man, Sam said that if he was Jimmy, he would respect me more.  Thanking him for his words, I blushed when he said that he would bring me rose and treat me like a queen if he were my husband.

I was glad when the girls returned, but still Sam’s words really touched me like I had not known in a long time. As the girls began to practice again, I had to take hold of my feelings.  My goodness, this boy was not only the same age as my daughter, but I was a married woman and he was black.

The team won their last regular season game, but lost in the first round of the district play-offs. Everyone was so disappointed and sad to see the football season come to an end.  And as Jimmy and I sat solemn on the bleachers, Sam again came up and sat down.  Jimmy told him how sorry he was for him, yet his face was furious when Sam directed all of his conversation toward me.  Before he left, he gave me a hug and said, “It has been nice, Mrs. Keen, and I hope to see you around.”

As soon as the car door shut, Jimmy was yelling and asking me what was going on between me and that N?  Telling him that he was just a nice boy, Jimmy yelled for him to find his own mother to nurse on, and to leave his wife alone.  I tried to explain, but Jimmy was so mean and quiet before and after we reached home.

The last of November, Cherie had gone to a state chorus convention and I was as usual home alone on a Tuesday afternoon, when a knock came at our front door. When I opened, there stood Sam.  Asking if he could come in, I said okay, and as soon as the door closed, I felt strange. Feeling nervous, I asked if I could get him a soda.  “No Mrs. Keen,” he said. “I’ve come here this afternoon to tell you something.”

“Okay Sam,” I said.  “I’m listening.  Is is about the game?”

“No!” he said as he walked toward me.  “I’m hot for you, Kitty!  Really hot!”

“What do you mean?” I asked feeling my voice shaking.  “Sam, what do you mean?”

“First,” he said. “I hope you do not mind me calling you Kitty.  I like Cherie very much, but I cannot get my mind off of you. I want to make love to you!”

“Oh no!” I said as I backed away.  “Sam, I am married and you are confused!”

“You call your marriage happy?” Sam said as he put his hand on my shoulder.  “Your husband is a jealous hot head, and I have heard him verbally abusing you. And I’m not confused!  I came here because I know you want me as much as I want me.  Cherie is gone and you husband won’t be home until after 7pm.”

“Oh no Sam.” I said as I pulled away from him.  “This cannot be!”

“Kitty, I just want you to relax,” he said as he undid my blouse button.  “Jimmy does not appreciate your beauty.  He may be older, but I am more of a man!”

“Please Sam,” I cried as he removed all buttons and removed my gold blouse. “Sam you are only 18, and this is wrong.  You are the same age as my daughter.”

Maybe so,” he said as he kissed my bare shoulders. “And I could have probably have seduced her.  Most girls in our school have slept with blacks!  But I don’t want girls, I want mothers. I want the mother.  This is meant to be.”

Instead of slapping him or running, I just froze and whimpered like a child. As I shook my head no, he removed my bra and I quickly covered my bare breasts.

“Don’t cover them, Kitty,” he said.  “They are beautiful. Your pretty breasts are a pointed as your pretty nose.  Remove your hand because I want them!”

As he removed my hands, I just stood in disbelief as this young black man began kissing my nipples and them began sucking them.  “Oh no Sam,” I said.

“We are all alone Kitty,” he said as he led me to the sofa.  “I will have enough respect not to take you to your bedroom, but I cannot hide my lust from you any longer.  You are as beautiful as a teen and twice as desirable.”

Instead of objecting, I just stood as he popped open my slacks and then removed them.  Asking him to please stop, he slid off my panties and sat me down on the sofa.

“Sammy,” I said.  “You have a mother and I know she would not approve of this.”

“I love my mom,” Sammy said as he touched my pubic mound.  “But my mom knows I have needs, and I want to kiss and love your beautiful hairy love hole.”

As I watched in shock, I saw him kneel and then he began kissing my vagina. “Oh no,” I moaned as his tongue went in my opening.  “Sammy, please stop!”

“Your nectar is so sweet Kitty,” he said as he began performing oral sex on me.  I tried to block what was happening out of my mind, but what he was doing to me made me weak.  “You are becoming weak Kitty!  You know what you want!”

As I opened my eyes, I saw Sam standing and removing his shirt and jeans.  I then saw his huge black erection and was in disbelief.

“You think I’m a boy now?” he said as he held his black erection.  “It is 8”s, thick and too big for any girls at school, but just the right fit for you.”

“Oh Sam,” I said.  “If Jimmy would come home, it would kill him and our marriage.  Sam, let’s get dressed and I will never tell what just happened.”

“Jimmy is not coming home,” he said as he knelt on his knees.  And if he does, he deserves to see a young nigger with his wife.  Isn’t that what he calls me?”

Holding my legs wide apart, I let out a grunt as he entered me.  My over 20 years of being a faithful wife was now gone as this big black boy invaded me.

“Oh Sam,” I groaned.  “You are hurting me!  You are too big. Oh Sammy!”

“Relax Kitty and let me in,” he said as I he opened me up. He was so black, so young, his breasts were as fat as a woman, and soon his big gut touched mine.

“Oh Sam,” I moaned as I reached up and embraced me.  “What are you doing to me? This is so wrong, so taboo, so forbidden.  I am Jimmy’s wife!”

“I know!” he said as his sucked my nipples and then kissed me. “You will always be Jimmy’s wife, but I know you need something bigger and better.  Tell me you want me to open you up!  Or you can tell me to leave.  What is it Kitty?”

“Open me up!” I yelled as I felt his sweat dripping on my nipples.  “This is so wrong, but I can’t help myself.  Sammy, open me up!  I don’t want you to stop!”

I release a scream of pain as I felt this 18 year old black boy dividing my womb. As I grabbed and pinched the rolls of fat on his back, he took all of me.

“This is what we both want,” he said as he began to pump his big black penis in me.  “Cherie won’t be home until tomorrow, Jimmy won’t be home for 2 hours.  So its just black boy and white wife enjoying the forbidden fruit of satisfaction.’

“Please don’t come in me!” I pleaded. “My doctor thinks I am barren, but I cannot take the chance.  Make love to me Sam, but do not shoot it in me!”

“I won’t,” Sam said as he continued to have sex with me.  “My balls are as loaded as my mind, but I will control, but I can’t control my desire for you.”

The next 10 minutes was pain, pleasure and mind blowing. I just hoped that Jimmy would not come home and if he did, I was too out of my mind of what this young black man was doing to me.  I was not able to control my screams or emotions and when Sam yelled, “Cum Kitty!” I felt my left leg kick and then I bucked with a wild and emotional orgasm.  Sam then pulled, stood up and began stroking his big, young manhood.  Telling me that he wanted it on my pointed breasts, I watched with awe as he shot a massive load of semen on my nipples. Telling me that he was so loaded, I watched in disbelief as he shot some more on my breasts.  My marriage promise was gone, my entire chest was drenched and all I could do was laugh and cry with uncontrollably emotions.  Bringing me a towel from the kitchen, my shame as a wife and mother resurfaced as I wiped the sperm from my chest.

“No,” Sam I said when he tried to kiss me.  “What happened was a mistake and all I ask is that you forget and never try this again.  Sam, this was wrong!”

“No Kitty,” Sam said as I began to dress.  “I am just a man who has desired you for so long and you are just a red blooded wife who needs more than your husband can give.  I want it again and I know you do too.”

Asking Sam to leave, I collapsed to the floor in tears and guilt. Jimmy noticed my nervousness when he returned, but I told him I had just been ill all day.  Cherie returned but I could not share her excitement of her choral recital.  I had just had sex with her high school friend.

Two nights later, Jimmy was suspicious when an unknown caller came on our ID.  He flew in a rage when Cherie said it was Sam’s number.  “No Daddy!” poor Cherie said when Jimmy asked if she was seeing that black jock.  “He’s a just a friend.”

And as soon as Cherie went to her room, Jimmy began on me. Telling Jimmy that Cherie and Sam were just clean friendship, he said that I knew more about them than I was telling.  “Our daughter is a nigga lover,” he yelled. “And her mother condones it!  I’m living in a house with 2 nigga lovers!”

About 4pm the next day, I froze when Sam called. He was upset and Cherie had told him what her father had said the night before.  Calling Jimmy a prejudice pig, I said no when he said he was coming over.  I also said no when Sam told me to meet him at the Holiday Inn. “Kitty, I just want to talk,” Sam said.  “I need to talk to Mr. Keen and convince him that there is nothing between Cherie and I.  Just meet me at 5pm in the hotel lounge.  I just want to talk.”

Knowing it was wrong, I drove to the Holiday Inn and became concerned when Sam had rented a room.  Telling him we could talk in the lounge, he said we could talk better in a room. I stood skeptical as he unlocked room #64.  “Kitty,” he said.  “You can’t possibly love that little short, fat man.  You need me!”

“No Sam,” I said as he began to remove my blouse. “I just came here to talk!”

“We will,” Sam said as he removed my bra.  “But first, I want to suck your pretty pointed nose and then you two pointed married breasts.”

As I stood and whimpered no, I smelled Sam’s garlic breath as he sucked my nose.  I then let out a sigh of no as his mouth was all over my nipples. “Sam, don’t do this,” I said.  “My vagina is still sore and you punctured my womb yesterday.”

“All I want you to do is follow your desires,” Sam said as he removed his pants.  “Kitty, I made you feel good orally, and I know you want to suck me.”

“No Sam,” I said as he sat me on the bed.  “I don’t want to do you oral!”

“Just follow your desire, Kitty,” he said as he put big black penis in my face.  “Stop turning your head and follow your desires.  How many women your age get a chance to suck a young, thick black 18 year old cock?  Stop and suck it!”

“Alright!” I screamed.  “I am weak!  I cannot help myself!”  With his huge black knob in my face, I closed my eyes and put it in my mouth.

“Yes,” Sam groaned as I took it back in my throat.  “You are hungry Kitty!  But its okay!  Forget your husband!  This is our secret!  Suck it like you want to.”

As I sucked this young black friend of my daughter’s, I moaned as he pinched my pointed nipples.  It was wrong!  I did love my husband, but I was tired of his insane jealously and loved the way this young man desired me.

“Oh Kitty,” Sam groaned.  “You suck black cock so good!  Are you still sore?  I know you want this black dick!  You are too hot to worry about soreness!”

As Sam pushed me back on the bed and spread me wide, I just whimpered and submitted as this black HS football player took me again.  “Oh yes!” I screamed.  “Just don’t ever tell Jimmy!  What have you done to me?  I am so hot!!

“You have done nothing wrong,” Sam said as he made love to me.  “You have done what you want because you are hot for my big black cock!  Can you say, fuck me?”

“Fuck me,” I laughed.  “I taught Cherie to never say that word, but fuck me!”

As I grabbed his big black, muscled arms, I looked deep in his dark eyes as I saw his fat breasts and belly shaking as he pounded me fast and hard.

“Kitty, I want you from behind,” Sam said as he rolled my body over on all fours.  “Oh yes Kitty!  Your sweet married pussy looks so sweet and stretched.  Jimmy may have done you doggie, but he ain’t never stretched you, has he?”

“No!” I moaned as he plunged his dick in me from behind.  “Oh Sam, Sam, Sam!”

“Oh Kitty,” Sam said as he gripped my buttocks.  “I just want you to know that I never, ever wanted your daughter, but I do want your husband to know that I make his wife scream and cum with this young black dick. Drop you head and fuck me!”

“Oh Sam!” I screamed.  “You are so deep in my womb, just don’t cum in me!”

“Kitty!” Sam said.  “You have one nice looking ass hole!  Did Jimmy ever tap that top hole, or is he man enough to tread where I want to go?”

“No Sam!” I said as his finger toyed with my butt hole.  “I can’t allow you to do me there!  I have done too much already and you would split and hurt me!”

“Okay!” Sam laughed. “There is time to break married in your virgin hole in.  But I want you to cum, Kitty.  I want to look down and see Mrs. Jimmy Keen’s wife coat my black pole with your sweet mayonnaise.  Soccer moms fuck their son’s white coaches and cheerleader mom’s fuck black high school studs, don’t they Kitty?”

“Yes!” I screamed as he about pounded my head through the bed.  “Yes, I want to cum! Yes, you make me cum!  Oh yes, Sam, I am going to cum!”

“Oh yes Kitty!” Sam yelled as I screamed and released.  “Cum cheerleader mom!”

As Sam pulled his huge organs from my insides, he placed my lifeless body on the floor.  “Oh Sam,” I moaned.  “What are you going to do?  I can’t suck you!”

“You can’t suck your sweetness off my cock?” Sam laughed. “Okay!  “But let me blow my nut on your pretty married face.  I’d love to cum in your sexy mouth, but if not, let me cum on your face.  Kitty, I am going to be heading to college soon, and you will never know what it is like to have a young black man to give you a facial.  Has old Jimmy ever given his wife a facial?”

“Of course not,” I said as I looked up and saw his still erect black organ in my face. After a few seconds of looking, I closed my eyes and took his black knob in my mouth.  We both soon saw how hungry I was.

“Oh Mrs. Keen,” Sam moaned as I saw his fat gut and navel in my face.  “You were made to suck this young, black cock!  Suck my big black balls.  Suck them Kitty!”

Lowering my head under his crotch, I took his big black balls in my mouth. I felt so cheap and such betrayal to Jimmy and Cherie, but my sexual appetite was so strong for this young black man.  “Sam, do I please you?” I asked.

“Yes,” Sam groaned as I sucked his dick again.  “But before I glue your face, I want to pretend that it is the 1800’s and I am one of Jimmy Keen’s slaves.  Jimmy and the daughter are away, and Kitty has summoned that the young black stud named Sambo be brought to the house.  I arrive in chains, but after they leave, the white wife drops to her knees and sucks the young black stud.  I want you to say, Sambo, I want your young slave sperm on my face.  Will you do it?”

“Yes,” I said as I slurped his big black dick. “Sambo, I want to feel your young black sperm on my face.”

In an instant, Sam pulled from my mouth, held my head back by my hair, as I felt and saw his sperm shooting all over my face.  “Oh cheerleader mom,” he yelled as he continued to squirt on my face.  You were born to fuck and suck young black football players.

This was the last sexual escapade I had with Sam.  The entire thing was wrong, but a mid life crisis triggered my ego to be wanted by this young and powerful high school athlete. Although Sam is a sane individual, he still had a desire to bring me to his college and I guess ganged banged by members of the football team.  When I told him my mind and guilt had already suffered mental trauma, he proved to be that sane individual.  Luckily my husband and daughter never found out.

THE END