1. Confessions of Ass Eaters - The Mother's Stor


    Date: 10/6/2017, Categories: Fetish, Mature, Taboo, Author: hi1, Rating: 86, Source: xHamster

    My name is Mitty Linden. I am 49, single, white and an ass addict. Don't judge me too quickly. Listen to my story and tell me if I had any other choice. Like so many women here, I am a mother of a 21 year old, beautiful boy. I still remember when Justin was born. He was so beautiful that one look at him, and I forgot everything else. I forgot that I was single and hand no one to care for me or my c***d. I forgot that I was broke and had no money to care for him. I even forgot that my "boyfriend" was a married man who had several other girlfriends beside his wife. Clayton was 10 years younger than me. At 19, he was barely out of high school but he was already working. Largely, his work involved mugging other gangsters and selling pot to local college boys and girls. He lived with his mother who was always too d***k or high to care what he was doing. I met him at a laundromat. I left my clothes in the dryer and stepped out for a cigarette. When I returned my laundry was on the floor. A young black man was standing on my clothes as he stuffed his whites into the same dryer. He was wearing a white tanktop tucked into jeans that was tied around halfway down his ass, exposing his gray underwear. Pissed off at him, I almost yelled. "Don't you have any manners?" He turned around slowly. Something about him made me shudder. "Why did you throw my clothes out??" I said trying to make less angry than what I thought he was capable of. "What did you say bitch?" he hissed. "Those are ...
    clothes." He looked down and then picked up a black lacy bra. He smiled and then looked at me. "Put it on." he said, calmly.I just stared at him. Ramona, a Mexican mom of two and Cathy, another white teen looked at me. I just stood there. The man threw my bra at me. He then pulled out a small knife and ran it on his braided head menacingly. I caught the bra mid air, and tied it around my white shirt. It provided good support as I wasn't wearing a bra underneath. Without a word, he threw matching black panties at me. Once again, I grabbed it and slipped into it. I caught a glimpse of myself in the glass. I had black underwear on top of my white shirt and pants. "Walk" he ordered. I stood there, confused. "WALK!" he yelled. Ramona and Cathy jumped and I shivered at his sudden anger. I started walking around the washing machines and dryers. "Swing your ass you bitch." I walked more suggestively. I was getting turned on. He made me go and get him a bottle of beer from gas station next door. I did. By the time he was done humiliating me, it was 10. I drove home still wearing my undies on my clothes and very wet between my legs. I came to that laundromat every day hoping to run into that exciting stranger and never saw him again. It was a month later, when I had given up all hope that I found him at a Carl's Jr. I tried to approach him but he waved me off. Then one night, at 2 AM I heard a knock. Typically, I'd have called the police and ignored the midnight problem but ever since the ...
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