Paul Gable - Hot Mama

"Mmmmm. You keep that up and you'll make me hard all aver again," Doug said, glancing down at his mother's pussy and noticing that her labes were swelling up again.

"I could go another time," Joanne murmured, feeling his dick responding to her gentle massaging.

"Yeah, so could I," Doug said, watching his cock swell and lengthen with every passing second.

"Come on. When are your friends coming home?" Joanne asked, feeling her brain getting lighter as the heat between her kicking legs grew more intense.

"I ditched them at the shopping mall. Jim and Bob said that they wanted to do some shopping. So I decided to come home. Shit, I didn't expect this, though," Doug said as he reached down and stroked his fully extended hard-on.

"You know, you never turned off that damned buzzing dildo," Joanne said, still feeling a little embarrassed about having her son discover her with a plastic dick up her twat.

"I told you I had plans for it, Mom," Doug said, smiling slyly at her. Then he slid off the bed and walked over to the white, buzzing vibrator. Joanne shuddered involuntarily as she watched him pick it up and roll it back and forth in his right palm.

"What are you planning for that thing?" Joanne asked nervously as she felt her cunt and shit-hole contract at the same time.

"You've got two holes. It's a shame that one isn't filled when the other gets stuffed."

"Oh, God!" Joanne cried out, watching Doug's hot, blood-heavy dick sway back and forth lazily as he walked slowly back to the bed with the vibrator in his hand.

"Ohhh, don't," Joanne groaned as she riveted her eyes on the long, white vibrator. She'd never taken two cocks of any kind in her body. Now Doug was planning to ram her with his cock in one end, and a dildo in the other!

"Come on, Mom. You're always one to try something different," Doug said, smiling and winking at her as he crawled slowly onto the bed.

"But that? Ohhh, I don't know," Joanne said warily as she felt her snatch and shitter pucker up.

"Shhhh!" Doug suddenly said, stopping his crawling and perking up his ears.

"What's-" Joanne started to ask. But Doug put his fingers up to his lips and slowly slid off the bed.

"Doug, wh-" Joanne started again.

"There's somebody outside the door," the teen said, placing the buzzing dildo back on the bed as he crept towards the closed bedroom door.

"Oh, my God!" Joanne groaned, pulling at the top sheet and covering her body with it. She prayed God that her son was wrong. Who could it be? A burglar? Bob? Jim? She wondered how she could explain the groans and shouts of a few minutes ago to whoever was crouching behind the door.

"Okay, who's there?" Doug shouted out, turning the knob on the door and throwing it open quickly.

"Fuck!" Jim cried out, stumbling into the room and falling onto the bed.

"Jim!" Doug and Joanne cried out at the same time.

"Yeah, Jim," the teen said, staggering to his feet and straightening his hair.

"What are you-" Doug began.

"Doing back? I got tired of looking at pants and shirts I couldn't afford. So I left Bob going through the different stores, and I thought I'd come back."

"So what were you doing behind the door?" Doug asked, a little angry at being interrupted this way.

"Shit, you could hear the two of you screaming and moaning away all through the house. I'm surprised that the neighborhood isn't up here jacking off while they watch," Jim said, struggling to keep a straight face.

"Oh, God!" Joanne moaned, flushing red with embarrassment.

"Hey, don't feel bad, Mrs. Hill. I'll just go on back to the mall and pretend I never saw anything," Jim said, glancing quickly at Doug to see how he received that suggestion.

"No sense in doing that. You've already seen it all," Doug sighed as he stared at the floor. "But why don't you help me out?"

"Huh?" Joanne and Jim grunted together.

"I was going to use the dildo on her. But since you're here, well… " Doug said, not finishing the sentence.

"Now just a second. Don't I get a say in this?" Joanne asked, a little miffed by Doug's sudden sense of control and superiority.

"Sure, Mom. But from the way your eyes just lit up like a couple of searchlights, my guess is that your vote is yes," Doug said, smiling broadly at Joanne.

"Hey, do you mean it? I mean, Jesus! That'd be great!" the tall lanky blond teen almost shouted out as he reached down and pulled his red flannel shirt out from the waist of his Levi's.

"I think you're gonna like what you see, Mom," Doug said as Jim fumbled with the top snap on his jeans.

"Ohhhhhh!" Joanne cried out in delight as Jim's dick sprang out of his trousers. It was incredibly long-about an inch longer than Doug's mammoth dong though much thinner. Joanne shuddered, thinking of how much like a spear the blond teen's cock would feel up her ass or cunt.

"Come on, lazy. Get out of those fuckin' jeans and onto the bed. We've got some work to do," Doug said as he crawled back onto the sheets and edged up to his mother.

"You still gonna use that thing?" Jim asked as he scratched his big leathery balls and climbed onto the bed, also.

"The dude? Sure. You've got to warm her up somehow," Doug said as he picked up the vibrator and waved it invitingly over Joanne's slightly raised pussy.

"Ohhhh, Godddd!" Joanne moaned. She wanted cock now. She saw the two big rods jerking in the air and licked her lower lip in excitement. Both cocks were thickly veined and surrounded by vast forests of matted blond crotch hair. Both prick-heads were perfectly rounded, flanged at the edges, and deep purple when filled with blood. The lengths and widths were different. But then Joanne liked variety, and was willing to try them both on for comfort.

"Want this, Mom?" Doug asked as he squeezed his cock-head with the fingers of his left hand. An opaque drop of cum tickled out of the cock-slit and glimmered in the light.

"Yess, yessss!" Joanne hissed. She wanted as much prick-meat as she could get now. She wanted Doug and Jim to ram her pussy and shitter like she'd never been screwed before. She wanted them to fuck her brains to the wall while her itching nipples blew off her goose-fleshed titties.

"Fuck meeeeee!" Joanne cried out.

"Hey, let me try to feel her out," Jim said as he positioned himself between Joanne's trembling, slightly raised knees. The woman raised her -head and saw the teen's long, thin pole jerking and bobbing rhythmically as he started to reach down to her pussy-lips.

"Fuck this!" Jim said in frustration as he gave up fingering her and lunged forward, clamping down his lips on Joanne's. The blonde fought for breath as the teen kissed her hard, sucking all the air from her lungs while he hunched forward with his slender thighs. Joanne almost fainted as she felt his dick throbbing and beating against her snatch-lips. She couldn't believe that the intensity of the aching itch between her legs was the same as it was just before Doug jammed his thick dong up her twat. Joanne wondered if she was becoming a nympho. Bob Decker's fucking seemed to have released some kind of fire inside her that nothing could put out! "Hey, let's give our friend here a chance to work old mom up," Doug said as he lowered the dildo and trailed its quivering cool tip across the woman's right nipple.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Joanne cried out as the vibrations poured through her tits and down her chest. Her clit popped up and quivered violently in time to the artificial cock.

"Wow! She practically flew off the bed!" Jim said, backing away from the bucking blonde.

"Up we go," Doug said, not paying attention to Jim's comment. Joanne felt her legs tossed high in the air as Doug slid his right knee under her ass to keep her pointed up.

"What?" Joanne started to ask. Then she felt him running the vibrator across her sweaty ass-cheeks, poking her goose-fleshed buttocks with the dildo. Suddenly he was moving it upward, trailing it across the lower end of her pussy.