Kevin Sellers - Hot mother next door

His prick jerked up stiffer than ever. His cock pounded in his trunks at his new perception of his mom.

As if she'd sensed her son's thoughts, Shara turned her head and let out a relaxed little moan.

"Ahhh, that's much better. Is something wrong, Bob? You're not doing your part!"

"Uhh, no, Mom," he said hastily, returning to his duty. "I just thought you were finished, is all."

"Hmmm, maybe you're right."

Her words caught Chad with his hands frozen where they were, edged wider the peeled-back material and actually cupping Mrs. Jenson's asscheeks.

Shara went on as casually as if she were talking about the weather. "I think I am done on that side. But you've both been such excellent massagers, you wouldn't mind finishing the job, would you?"

Before either boy had time to do more than gape dumbly, she rolled over and settled on her back.

She almost laughed at the looks on their faces. With their mouths hanging open, their expressions slack and their crotches bulging with hardness, they devoured the sight of her with an arm casually draped across her up surging tits. The bikini bottom had been rolled far down her flat stomach, exposing just the fringe of her downy red fur that promised the even richer treasure of her cunt.

Giving them time for one good look, she caught their attention with a smile. "Well? You're not going to just stand there, are you?"

Chad swallowed hard and grinned. "Not me! I'm glad to help."

He quickly poured more cream into his hands and returned to rubbing her shoulders.

"I guess I can help same more, too."

Bob copied his friend's actions, smoothing fresh lotion over his palms and bending to caress his mother's legs.

Shara sighed, her pussy creaming furiously as two pairs of eager hands resumed their fondling massage. The presence of their throbbing pricks washed away all her inhibitions in a flood of streaming cunt juice.

It was wrong to take advantage of the situation – God, Bob was her own son! But she couldn't help it. A whole day of unsatisfied horniness had blown a valve and her pent-up arousal came pouring out in gushes that drenched the crotch of her bikini.

Without considering the consequences, she egged them on.

"That feels so nice… ummm, I could take this kind of treatment all day."

The arm folded over her tits slipped away, almost as if by accident.

Astounded, Chad stared down at Mrs. Jenson's bare tits. Small and firm and jutting up with hardly any sag at all, they soared into the pinkest nipples he'd ever seen. They spiked out into quivering, hard little points that seemed to ache for attention.

"Jeezus…"

His voice came out in a small hissing gasp and his wet hands slid down to cover her lush, taut tits.

It was an act of pure reflex, but Mrs. Jenson didn't seem to mind. Instead, she groaned and smiled, delighted.

"Ahhh – that's better, Chad. You know just how to rub me down the way I like it. Mmmm…"

She began to breathe faster as his hands kneaded in circular motions over her pliant tits. His palms rubbed hard over her stiffened nipples and made them spire up with even greater urgency.

Amazed, Bob watched his mom's fat, pink nipples quiver and jump between his friend's fingers. He knew his mother was acting funny, but he hadn't expected it to go so far.

Before he could react, Shara abruptly spoke again in a lightly scolding tone. "Bob, you aren't doing your share! Now get back to work and don't make Chad do it all."

"Okay, Mom."

Hardly able to believe it was happening, he resumed kneading her slender legs, running his hands along her thighs with even less inhibition. Almost immediately he noticed the wet stain growing at her crotch. It made a long exclamation point of darkness along the skimpy material right where her cunt was. In fact, the wetness made her bikini plaster itself so tightly that it creased inward sharply. He could make out the twin, puffy lips of his mom's pussy jutting out all swollen and bloated as if ready to take in a stiff, aching prick.

The realization struck – his mom was horny! Hell, she was practically begging for action!

Stunned but ready to comply, Bob let his fingers drift up until they were rubbing tight against her wet crotch, exploring its dampness as he massaged her smooth, parted, inner thighs.

Shara gasped afresh under that tickling, hesitant touch. "Oh, yes, that's so much nicer, ahbhhh!"

By this time neither boy was displaying the least hint of shyness. Chad's hands nimbly plucked at her tits and Bob's fingers slid along her crotch in sly, groping strokes that had her squirming with fresh delight.

She didn't mind at all. It made her next words come out easily, without any pretense whatsoever.

"Uhm, you're both doing such a nice job! You don't mind if I get more comfortable, do you? Since the two of you seem so intent on being thorough, why don't we just dispense with formalities? Bob, would you mind getting rid of these?"

With those words, she arched her hips up, giving them permission to remove her bikini bottoms entirely.

Eyes wide and glowing with barely concealed lust, Bob didn't pause. "Sure, Mom. Anything you want."

His voice was cracked, but his fingers slipped up quickly and grasped the taut fabric. The bottoms peeled away with one wrenching motion and slipped onto the patio floor. Two voices sucked in loud breaths as her cunt appeared in all its fiery glory, rich and red and thick-curled.

For the very first time her son got the full display of her well juiced pussy. Its pink mouth poached open and literally drooled hot creamy arousal from its fur-fringed depths.

Bob's eyes were round and fastened on that wonderful, drenched pussy. He'd never seen anything so beautiful in his life. His mom's legs were parted just enough for him to see everything. Her clit stuck out moist and erect, just like an oily button above a cunthole that winked teasingly, dripping wet and opened wide enough for him to see all the way up inside her.

The fact that she was his mother didn't matter at all anymore. He stared, fascinated.

She went on, her voice husky. "Well, you don't have to both stand there gawking like that. That's a bit embarrassing, don't you think? I might feel more comfortable if… well… You've been such darlings, why don't we just be totally honest? Hop out of those tight trunks so I won't feel so naked and alone."

For an instant neither of them moved. Then Chad, who was the more experienced to the two, made his move.

"Hey, that's a great idea! You don't need to be embarrassed, Mrs. Jenson. I'll be glad to help."

Even before he'd finished talking he was pulling his trunks down and stepping out of them. His cock soared up in the air. His prick was so thick and stiff it made Shara's cunt spasm with pleasure.

An instant later Bob did the same, a little unsure of himself but every bit as horny. His prick bobbed drunkenly above a heavy, wrinkled ball sack, much larger than she would even have imagined.

Confronted by both of their rigid, wagging pricks, she couldn't resist responding.

"Oh my, such lovely cocks! That does make me feel better, believe me. We don't have anything at all to be shy about, do we? And you won't mind if I show how much I appreciate the gesture, do you?"

Her hands swooped out and Chad's whole body went stiff as she grasped his enormous, throbbing prick and palmed his hefty balls, caressing them!

The pretense vanished completely with that act and Bob piped up without thinking. "Hey, what about me, Mom? I took mine off, too!"

Shara laughed, giddy at the spectacle of the two cocks hovering over her. "Don't worry dear, I haven't forgotten you!"

She parted her legs wider than ever and dropped one hand down to pry her puffy cuntlips apart. The other hand still held Chad's big prick firmly.