Tom Allison - Mom in the middle

It was the perfect time to do it. Paul and she were the only ones in the house. Annette wouldn't be back from cheerleading practice until dinner, and Robbie was away at a convention. There was no point in waiting any longer.

Debby withdrew her fingers from the reeking fissure of her pussy and rose from the bed. Shaking with excitement, she combed her hair and put on a terrycloth bathrobe over her nakedness.

The seduction plan was simple. She would join Paul in his bedroom and talk with him about his fucking his sister. While speaking, she would let the robe come undone, exposing her tits. Her son's reaction would tell her what to do next.

Debby left her bedroom and walked down the hall. As she approached Paul's room her nipples were stiff under the robe, and her cunt ached with its wetness between her legs. She needed to fuck her boy so badly. She wanted to stroke and suck his huge cock more than she'd ever wanted anything in her life.

Debby knocked on his door.

"What is it?" Paul shouted.

"Can I talk to you for a moment, Son?" Debby asked. "It's kind of important."

"Door's open."

Debby stepped into Paul's room and shut the door behind her. Her son was lying on his bed, thumbing through a history textbook. He was naked, with a towel covering his waist. Under it Debby could see the outline of his enormous, soft cock lying against his leg.

"What'cha want, Mom?" Paul asked casually, closing the book and smiling at her. "I was just reading up for a test."

Debby assumed a solemn expression and sat next to him on the mattress. She was so horny that it was hard not to throw off his towel and suck his dick on the spot. With seeming innocence, she placed her hand on his thigh.

"You'd better brace yourself, Son," she said. "It's about you and Annette. I know you've been having sex with her."

"Oh, yeah?"

Paul dropped the book and looked back at his mother. His expression was quite calm. He seemed neither shocked nor ashamed by the news. If anything, there was a trace of a smile at the edge of his lips. It was as if he knew exactly what his mother really wanted.

"You don't seem top upset," Debby said, a little indignantly. "Don't you feel at all guilty about what you've done?"

"Don't see why," Paul smiled. "She's on the pill. She's not going to get pregnant. I mean, I used to be afraid of your finding out, but then I figured, what the hell for?"

"She's your sister, Son," Debby replied. "Don't you understand what that is? That's incest."

"Incest don't bother me." Again a smile lingered on Paul's lips. Enunciating carefully, he added: "It doesn't bother me at all."

Debby's cunt was dripping and throbbing between her legs. She shrugged her shoulders deliberately – the robe came slightly open, exposing several inches of her mouthwatering tits. She felt as if Paul and she were about to leap at each other.

"You must be kidding, Son," she said nervously. "Incest… that would be like having sex with me. Wouldn't it bother you to have sex with your mother?"

"That wouldn't bother me either."

Paul's lips spread into a broad, lustful smile. He leaned across the bed and arrogantly pulled apart the halves of his mother's robe with one hand, opening it to her waist.

Her huge breasts were revealed to him, hanging and white, capped by big red nipples that were stiffly distended with her horniness. Paul wrapped his hand around her right tit and squeezed it hungrily. His ten-inch dick began to stiffen beneath the towel covering his waist.

"What… what are you doing, Son?" Debby asked nervously. She was shaking all over, her pussy pulsing and juicing with lust. "Paul, you'd better stop that… I'm your mother."

"I don't give a shit," Paul muttered. "I want to fuck you. I've always wanted to fuck you, Mom."

Paul leaned across the bed. As Debby quivered he wrapped his arm around her waist and pressed his face into the warmth of her tits. He took her nipple into his mouth and began sucking it hard, tugging the whiteness of her breast deeply between his lips.

"Oh God, Son… you'd better drop that," Debby sighed. But her nipple was stiff against his tongue, and she knew that her words were only an act. "You can't do this… not to your mother."

Paul continued sucking. With one hand he took the towel and pulled it from his waist, leaving himself naked.

Now his dick was completely hard. Debby stared helplessly at the ten-inch long shaft of flesh jutting out of his curly hairs. It was even bigger and thicker than she remembered it. The underside was turned to her. She could see the fat tube running along the underside of his prick, the shape of his huge, hairy balls, the spongy knob of his dick head.

His enormous cock throbbed before her eyes. Debby stared at it, knowing that her attempts to restrain herself were over. Shuddering as Paul sucked her tit, she reached across his body and clasped the shaft of his hot prick in her palm, squeezing it hard.

"Stroke it, Mom," Paul said, whispering the words around the fullness of her tit. "Jack it off."

"I want… I want to put it in my mouth," Debby replied, blushing with the openness of her words. "Please Paul, I just want to suck it!"

Paul grinned and withdrew his mouth from her tits. He folded his arms behind his head and relaxed on the bed.

"Sure, Mom," he said, smiling. "Go ahead. Give me a blow job."

Debby stood up and took off her bathrobe, leaving herself naked. She was blushing and shaking, and her cunt had drenched the insides of her thighs. All she could think of was the stiff shaft of her son's enormous cock, how good it would feel to have its thickness stretching her lips. She'd never been so horny.

Debby climbed onto the bed. She knelt by her son's thighs and dropped her shaking hands to the rigid shaft of his cock. Hungrily she squeezed it with both hands, milking it, stroking the loose flesh up and down.

I've got it now, she thought hornily. Oh God, I've really got my hands on my boy's prick… it's so stiff and hot… I can't believe how big it is… I'm really jacking him off!

"Suck it, Mom," Paul said anxiously. "I've really got a hard-on for you. Suck my cock hard!"

Debby opened her mouth as wide as she could, barely managing to take the purplish, cum-drooling knob between her lips. She closed her mouth around his thick meat and puckered her cheeks, increasing the sucking pressure in her throat, immediately beginning to suck as feverishly as possible.

His huge dick tasted good to her. Debby ran her tongue around her son's spongy cock head and darted it into his cum slit, teasing him, making his tool that much stiffer. As she sucked she gripped the base of his cock and eagerly beat him off.

"Ungghhh," Paul grunted. He grimaced and began to rock his hips on the bed, fucking his throbbing cock into her mouth. "That's good, Mom… you give a good blow job. Suck harder!"

It's in my mouth flow, Debby thought. I can hardly believe it… I'm really frenching my own son… I can feel his cum… it's drooling out of his dick… it tastes good… I want to make him spurt… oh, Jesus, I'm horny… I've never been horny like this… ohhh, God…

Debby sucked her son's cock very hard. Her fist tightened around his meaty shaft. She jerked him off violently, pumping his prick in quick, milking strokes. Slurping sounds burbled out of her throat as her lips clasped the pink flesh of his dick.

"Unhhhh fuck," Paul sighed. He thrust his hands into his mother's thick blonde hair and urgently humped his ass, rhythmically thrusting his cock into her mouth. "Harder, fuck, is that good… suck it hard!"

"Ummffff," Debby burbled. She took a deep breath and thrust her head down, managing to take another two inches of his throbbing prick down her throat. Her boy's cock was so huge that it stretched her lips to the paint of bursting.