Tom Allison - Spread wider, mom

"That's right, Paul!" Sharon started humping her ass off the edge of the couch, her giant tits bouncing as she fucked her hairy cunt on the teen's handsome face. "Lick my pussy, lover! Lick it, make me cum!"

She dropped her hands, delicately opening her pussy-folds with her fingers. Now Paul could see the bright pinkness within, and the swollen bud of her clit.

"Paul, suck my clit!" she demanded. "Please, Paul, put it in your mouth and suck on it! Oh, yes, I'm just so horny! Please, Paul, I need to cum!"

Her clit tingled and twitched lightly, swollen almost painfully with the naked mother's level of lust. Paul straightened two fingers, gooshing them up the clasping interior of the mother's cunt-channel. Then he started fucking his tongue on her clit.

"Unh unh unh, oh, Paul, oh, please! Suck it, baby? Don't tease me! Suck ray clit!"

Obediently Paul wrapped his lips around her sensitive little bud, slurping it between his lips. He sucked it gently but firmly, grazing his tongue on the tip, finally sliding a third finger into the spasming interior of her pussy. Sharon grimaced, her tits heaving wildly as she humped her ass off the couch.

"I'm cumming, Paul! Oh, fuck, oh, please, suck my juicy pussy! I'm cuuummmmiiinnngggg!"

Her pussy spasmed violently, spewing fuck oils all over his face. Paul avidly kept licking and jacking her, guiding her through the full force of her cum. Then, when the stacked mother's ass finally settled back on the couch, he rose before her, showing her his cock. His long, fat cock was throbbing and jerking painfully before him. He hadn't cum a single time that morning, and he was obviously desperate to sink his burning fuck-tool deep inside Sharon's cunt.

"Unh unh," Sharon said. "Not this morning, lover."

"What?" Paul sputtered. "Why not?"

"Because I want you to keep that cock nice and stiff for your mother," Sharon replied easily. "Remember, you're going home to your own house after school today. I think Emily's going to want to rip off your clothes as soon as she sees you, and I want your prick to be ready for her. Please don't be mad at me, Paul. Just think of how much more fun it will be to fuck your mother's cunt later on."

Paul cursed with frustration, but he still did as Sharon asked. A minute later he was dressed and out of the house, his aching hard-on undoubtedly leading the way as he walked to school. Sharon called Emily.

"Hello, Emily…? Yes, that's right, it's me. Listen, Em, I told Paul to go back to your house after school today. Yes, that's right. I'm afraid this little swapping experiment isn't working out… Why? Well, I think you know as well as I do, Emily. Paul simply jacks off too much. Yes, you heard me. I never knew a guy who had so much trouble keeping his hands off of his cock."

My son, the jack-off artist, Emily thought heatedly. Feverishly she paced back and forth, her enormous tits quivering in the bikini top, her round little ass squirming in the most revealing pair of denim cut-offs she owned. Over and over she re-played that morning's telephone conversation, remembering how bluntly Sharon had told her that Paul simply couldn't keep his hands off of his cock.

In that case, Emily thought, she would just have to put her hands on Paul's cock for him. The swapping trial had only lasted a few days, but the uncontrollably horny mother now knew that she simply couldn't resist her craving for her son's huge prick. Fucking Mark had been wonderful, but it just wasn't the same. Emily couldn't wait for Paul to return home, so she could drop to her knees in front of him and suck a his load of cum out of his balls as fast as she could.

Finally the door opened. Paul stepped into the hall. Then both his eyes and his crotch bulged as he saw his horny mother, staring at her quivering, bikini-clad tits as she swiftly moved toward him.

"Hello, baby," Emily purred. "Happy to be home?"

Paul looked at her in amazement as she embraced him lewdly, twining her arms around his shoulders and standing on tip-toes for a long, horny, tongue-grinding kiss. Paul shuddered onto his mother's lips, his cock swelling rapidly to total, throbbing stiffness in his jeans. Then his hands slid down her slim, bare waist, cupping her rounded ass-cheeks through the cut-offs, kneading them hard.

"Oh, Paul, you've got a big hard-on," Emily purred. She moaned with anticipation and started flexing her ass cheeks in his hands, dry humping her pussy mound onto his bulging cock. "Want to fuck your mother again, honey? Hmmm? Is that what you want? Is that why this big, juicy cock of yours is so stiff?"

"I… I thought you didn't want to do it anymore," Paul murmured.

"I changed my mind," Emily said swiftly. "I can't live without you, darling. I don't care if you're my son. You're the best little motherfucker in the world. Now just be good and stand still for me, honey. Mom's going to welcome you home with the best blow-job you've ever had in your life."

The cock-starved mother dropped to her knees before him, trembling with her need to suck the day's first load of cum out of her son's magnificent prick. Fingers shaking, she undid his belt and yanked his jeans roughly down to his ankles. He wore no underwear. Emily whispered at the sight of the huge, throbbing cock looming in front of her face, the massive stalk of fuck-meat she'd missed so badly for the past several days.

"Oh, Paul," she purred, wrapping her fingers tightly around his cock-shaft. "Mom's wanted to suck this big beauty all day long!" Groaning with lust, the wanton parent started jacking her son's aching prick. Paul shuddered with desire. Swiftly Emily bent her head forward, planting her lips in a wet, horny kiss on the flared tip of his cock.

His milky cock-sap was already oozing out, and she swirled her tongue around his cock crown, lapping up the cum. Then the horny mother gradually let her mouth open farther, slurping contentedly as she thrust her face onto his crotch, sucking in inch after inch of her son's huge, throbbing cock.

"Eat it, Mom!" Paul gasped. "Ungghhh! Oh, fuck, you suck so good! Suck it, Momma, suck my prick!"

Emily paused, shutting her eyes with nearly half of her son's huge cock stuffed into her mouth. She compressed her lips in a tight, wet circle around the veined stiffness of his cockshaft. Then she feverishly started sucking her son's big cock, her giant tits quivering in the bikini top as she bobbed her head on his crotch, openly fucking her face with her own son's prick.

"Oh, Mom!" Paul moaned. "I love it, Mom! Oh, please, keep sucking!"

The harder she sucked his giant fuck-tool, the more Emily realized that she was simply starved for the taste of his cum. She continued to feverishly mouth her son's fuck-organ, puckering her lips around the shaft of his stiff cockmeat. More and more jism was oozing out of his piss-hole.

Emily ran her fingers up his trembling thighs, clutching his balls with her left hand, again wrapping the fingers of the right around his prick. Then she started jacking on his cock again, this time moving her fist in a blur on the cum-clogged length of his cock. She played with his balls and sucked and jacked his tasty cockshaft as hard as she could, her mouth stretched to bursting around the thickness of his cock, desperately anticipating the frothing white tide of his shooting cum.

"Swallow it, Mom!" Paul moaned at last. "I'm cumming, Mom! Oh, fuck!"

He clutched her head and jerked his hips forward, nearly choking his cock-sucking mother as he rammed his cock into her face. Then his giant prick started spewing out his cum.

The first blast shot onto the roof of her mouth, making Emily whimper as she savored the salty richness of her son's cum. She worked her throat muscles, gulping frantically, determined to nurse down all of his cum. Paul moaned and pound his ass, fucking his erupting cock in and out of his mother's mouth. Emily sucked and swallowed, licked and slurped, jacking every drop of jism out of his hard-on.