The Basketball game

The Basketball Game

This part 1 of a two part story, please post comments as if it should be written.

Ginger sat in the stands watching her 15 year old son Bill try to compete at the game. Bill was a tall kid but just didn’t have much talent. He was matched against a black kid who was both taller and a very talented. She watched them move and couldn’t help notice the bulge in his short. It appeared to be a large bulge, “ I wonder what it looks like hard” went through her mind.

The game ended in another defeat for Bills team. She waved and told him she’d be in the car waiting.

Ginger wasn’t a tall woman, five one a hundred and thirty pounds, 36C breasts perky nipples a tight ass and a wet pussy. She had been divorced for three years and her vibrator just wasn’t getting it done any more.

As she headed to her car she saw the kid who had been guarding her son walking beside her. Looking at him she smiled and said “you played a good game”. He looked her up and down grinned and said thanks and kept going. In a quiet whisper she mumbled nice ass.

They approached the door he stopped and opened it for her and grinned again. “Thank you sir she said as she went through the door”. He walked next to her for a moment and then said “my name is Ernest and I’m the captain of the team”. Well I’m Ginger and you played a great game but I was routing for the other team my son was the one trying to block you”.

He smiled, “well white men can’t play basket ball if there not big enough”. At that comment her eyes went directly to his crotch the bulge was still there. His shorts were tight and the outline of a large snake was plainly visible. All she could think of was getting it hard and getting fucked in ever orifice. Would it fit in her ass? Her pussy would stretch but. She was interrupted by Billy yelling to her. “Well goodbye Ernie”, “Goodbye Ginger, maybe I’ll see you around”. Ginger stopped her eyes moving from the bulge to his eyes. “Around where Ernie”? “You do go the mall right”? “Yes” “Well I work at the food court with a couple of the guys from the team every Tuesday and Wednesday.

Bill came up to them which ended the conversation, “Hi Ernie I see you know my mom”. “Yeah, she’s cool, see you later”. He walked away. Once in the car Ginger started asking questions about Ernie. From the conversation on the ride home she found out he was a year older then Bill, did work at the mall food court and was six seven. He volunteered his knick name which was The Big Gun.

Bill was showering, Ginger snuck into his room and checked his phone, sure enough there was Ernie phone number, and quickly she wrote it down and exited the room before she got caught.

At dinner they talked about the game and school, she was trying to steer the conversation to Ernie without being obvious. “The team you played today what school are they from”? “There from south”. Well they seemed very good players not that your team isn’t they just seemed better prepared”. “Are you friends with them”? “We know each other and talk once in a while but we don’t get together much as there black”. “They have there own friends and the two groups don’t intermingle much”.

“You should invite them over it maybe time to intermingle with people with different interests then you and you current group of friends”. Bill stood up and placed his dish in the sink, he gave his mother a quizzical look, “I’ll see if they want to come over this weekend and play some ball”.

He trotted up to his room and closed the door, Ginger sat at the table thinking of the cock stuffed into those pants and how nice it would be to suck the cum out of it. She was wondering should she flirt with him via phone or email. She knew she really wanted to see the size of the cock he had. As she sat there wondering about his cock she realized she was wet in the crotch and needed her vibrator.

After finishing the kitchen she headed for her bedroom for some sexual relief, as she passed Bills door she heard him talking on the phone. Putting her ear to the door to hear the conversation she was surprised.

“Yeah Ernie, my mom said I should invite some of you guys over to shoot some hoops”. “Friday after school sounds good I’ll see you around four”. The phone call was over so she hurried to her room.

She was excited about the Friday meeting; she could fanaticize the rest of the week about his big black cock. She wondered if she should text him and invite him to stay for dinner. She wondered what the hell am I thinking he’s 16, black and my son knows him.

Thursday she headed to the mall to get a few items at Victoria’s. Finished with the sexy underwear purchase she figured I’ll text and see if he’s working today. The message she sent was “I’m told you are coming over to shoot hoops Friday would you like to stay for something to eat”? she signed it Ginger. It took less then a minute, her phone buzzed. “What have you got”? Without thinking she text back coffee, tea or me and it send.

It took a while but his response was as she had hopped, “YOU”!