Tom Allison - Wild horny sister

"Phil, haven't you forgotten something?" she asked him sweetly.

"No." Her son looked at her curiously. "What do you mean, Mom?"

"The back yard, sweetheart. You've got a little mowing to do out there, don't you? That you left over from this weekend."

"Aw, Mom!" Even at age nineteen, Phil wasn't too old to pout. "I got all this homework to do and everything! Can't I just wait on it for…"

"Don't talk back to me, Son," June interrupted sternly. "We've all got our chores to do around this house, and you know what yours are too. Now we'll both feel a lot better after the lawn's been mowed. Okay?"

Phil muttered under his breath, dropped his books on the stairs and went to his room. A second later he came down dressed in a pair of old tennis shoes and denim cut-offs.

"Is the mower still in the garage?" he asked on his way past her.

"Just where you left it last time," June replied gaily. "Have a good time."

The back door opened and slammed shut again. In her bedroom, June parted the drapes and watched as her son began his chore, pushing the dilapidated old mower back and forth on the grass.

Then she parted the halves of her lounging robe, exposing the voluptuous, big-titted curves of her naked body. Her son couldn't see her, so there was no harm in it. June slipped her fingers through her pussy curls and hornily started to finger-fuck her cunt.

It didn't really bother her that he hadn't mowed the lawn; the grass could grow as high as corn for all she cared. June just wanted her boy out of the house so she could continue rubbing her pussy. It was a hot afternoon, and she hadn't been this horny in months.

She could still remember how her husband's huge cock had felt the night before, plowing into her cunt and asshole. Why didn't he fuck her like that more often?

The nipples of her enormous, milk-white tits were painfully stiff, and her pussy and asshole had been hot all day. June finger-fucked herself faster, realizing how desperate she was to feel a cock inside of her cunt. It wasn't fair that she should have to suffer like this.

June was about to close the drapes and fall onto her bed for a long session of cumming and finger-fucking. But something made her look at her son again, and when she did her mouth fell open in shock.

Phil had a hard-on! A huge, bone-stiff hard-on. There was no mistaking the thick lump of cock meat swelling the crotch of his shorts. As June stared, the knob of his cock protruded from the bottom of his cut-offs. She'd had no idea that Phil was so well endowed.

June had no way of knowing that Phil was thinking about Katy, wishing her lips were again wrapped around his cock, and regretting that she'd had to stay late at school. June's clit was tingling madly. She knew that her incestuous desires were wrong, but she had never been a particularly chaste or inhibited woman.

In the space of a few seconds, watching Phil's fat cock push out of his shorts, she decided to seduce her own son.

Impulsively, June left the bedroom and went into the kitchen. She poured more orange juice into a tall glass. Then, without bothering to tie the sash of her robe, deliberately leaving it open to expose her lush nakedness, she slid open the glass doors to the back yard and waved to her son.

"Phil, it's too hot to be working out there without something to drink! I got you another glass of juice!"

"I already had some," Phil called back.

"No, this is the last of it! Hurry, or I'll drink it myself."

Phil shrugged and turned from her briefly; June knew that he was stuffing the spongy crown of his cock back into his shorts. Then he dropped the lawn mower and went inside.

He smiled gratefully at his mother as he took the glass. Then his gaze moved down to her body. Phil gasped at the sight of the deep cleavage of his mom's huge tits, at the fat, red nipple circles he could see peeking out of the edges of her robe.

His eyes moved down farther, taking in her girlishly rounded belly, her dark-haired pussy triangle and her long, creamy legs. Abruptly, the glass of orange juice clattered to the living room rug.

"Jesus, Mom!"

"Why, Phil, what are you staring at me like that for?" June asked innocently. "You know for yourself what a hot day it is, I thought I'd cool off a little bit too."

A hot blush spread through the girl's face. Phil tried to direct his eyes to his mother's face, but he couldn't seem to move his gaze from her hairy cunt and enormous tits. Soon his prick started to swell with fresh blood, and the cock knob again protruded luridly from the lower edge of his shorts.

"Why Phil, you're getting a boner," June observed dryly. "Is my body turning you on?"

Phil couldn't do anything but stammer. June stepped closer, her shoulders to make her big tits shake, making the halves of the robe separate farther, exposing all of her naked body. Casually, she dropped her hand and touched her fingers to the oozing tip of her son's aching prick.

"It's a very big boner, too, Phil. Lord, Son, where did you get such a whopper of a cock? It's been so long since I've seen you naked. I had no idea you were so splendidly well hung."

Phil shuddered as his mother brushed her palm up his swollen prick and squeezed lightly on the fat, rubbery tube. His blush was hot with shame, but it was obvious that he was very hot to fuck his mom.

"Take it out, darling," June whispered. "Your mother wants to see your big, hard cock."

Phil didn't move. June fell to her knees, confronting the bloated outline of his cock. Expertly, her fingers undid the button and zipper of his cut-off jeans. She pulled his shorts off completely, leaving him naked, exposing his rock-hard prick.

"God, it's big and stiff." For a moment June took her hands from his hard-on, watching his cock bound and sway and throb before her eyes. Then she wrapped her hand around the root and squeezed it firmly.

"I can feel it throbbing, Son. Mmmmm, it's been years since I've felt a prick so long and hard. When was the last time you had a good cum?"

"Ye-ye-yesterday," Phil gasped. "Oh fuck, Mom, that feels so good!"

"I'll bet it does. Do you jack off, Son?" June smiled vixenishly as she began to pump her hand on his burning cock, pulling her fist up to the crimson prick knob before sliding it back to the root. "Do you beat your meat like this?"

"H-h-harder, Mom! Oh Christ, you're gonna make me explode!"

"I'm glad you like the way I jack you off, darling. But I can think of something that feels a lot better than my hand."

June slid her fist to the meaty root of his cock, holding his rod in position. She dropped her head and pressed her lips to the puffy crown of his prick.

Thick pre-cum was already oozing from the dilated piss hole. June thrust her tongue into the cum slit, lapping up the juice. It tasted hot and salty; her pussy started to burn, oozing just like her son's cock.

Squeezing and tenderly milking the base of his prick, June caressed her son's prick with her lips, planting wet kisses all along the bloated, stone-hard cock shaft. Phil gasped as his hard-on quivered in her grip.

Again June pressed her hot mouth to the tip of his hard-on. This time she parted her lips, smacking lightly as she took in first the knob, then the first several inches of his aching prick meat.

Her lips clasped in a tight circle around the veined circumference of his cock. She inhaled, contorting her face, feeling the blush spread through her cheeks. Then she started to give her aged son a wanton blow-job, sucking hungrily on his cock.

"Unh! Oh fuck, Mommy, that's so good!" Dazedly, Phil gaped down at the unbelievable spectacle of his gorgeous mother with her mouth stuffed by his cock. "I can't believe you're doing this to me! Unh! Suck it, Mommy! Suck the cum out of my cock!"

"Your cock's getting even stiffer, Son!" June took his cock out of her mouth and stared lovingly at the pink, veined prick shaft, now anointed with saliva from her lips and tongue.