Paul Gable - Turned on mom

"Mmmmm!" Anna groaned as her son squatted down in front of her and started running his fingers through her juice-soaked beaver.

"Ohhh, I told you that you'd get it up again," Hilda cooed in the other corner as she scooted across the floor on her knees and started lapping at Chet's hardening dick with her tongue.

"So then, I'll bring Marie and Grace over early tomorrow, say around six in the evening. We'll spring the surprise on the kids when they come over," Chet said breathlessly as Hilda moved her mouth under his heavy, hanging balls and started milking them gently with her thick, wet lips.

"Let me climb into you," Greg said to his mother as he pushed her back gently.

"Ohhhhhh, Greg!" Anna groaned as she felt her snatch start to bum with excitement again.

"Mom. Oh, Mom," the boy said softly as he squirmed between Anna's legs and started lapping at her quivering, milky thighs.

"Ohhhh, stick that tongue in meee!" Anna groaned as she felt her son's tongue inch closer and closer to her trembling cunt.

"I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you!" Chet groaned as Hilda continued to run her tongue along the leathery, wrinkled skin of his jangling fuck-sac. At the same time Hilda reached tip with her right hand and ran her fingers lightly along the chaplain's hot, taut cock-skin while she strummed her stiffening clit-shaft with her left. Every time she squeezed her lips together and trapped Chet's balls in her mouth, Hilda felt his prick jerk upward violently and heard the man groan with delight.

"Let me suck your cock this way," Anna said hoarsely as she rose to a kneeling position again and pushed Greg backward.

"Why not?" the boy asked, shrugging his shoulders as he lay down on the living-room floor. His mother had sucked him off minutes before, but he didn't mind getting it that way again.

But Anna had a few new things planned for Greg. She stared for a second at his long, thick cock. The base was hidden in an incredibly thick forest of black hair that bushed around his heavy, hot balls. Anna could almost hear her son s bubbling, boiling jizz inside his fuck-sac as she lowered her face towards his twitching prick.

"Unnngh!" Greg grunted as Anna put her mouth around his purple, cum-oozing prick-head and slid it completely down to the base of his cock. Before he'd finished hunching his powerful thighs up as far as they could go, Anna had slid her mouth back up and released his cock. She dove down again, this time aiming higher. She drove her mouth onto Greg's navel, jabbing her tongue hard. Then she clamped her lips around the sunken flesh and sucked hard at it.

"God! Ohhh, fuck!" Greg moaned, arching his back and tossing his muscular ass off the floor as Anna gave him a tongue-bath. She felt the tip of his hot pole slam against the side of her face as she kept on with her tonguing and sucking.

"Unngh! Nooo, mom! Oh,fuck! Nooo!"

Greg pleaded as he dug his fingers into Anna's head and tried to move her face down to his prick.

"That's it, babe. Stick it like you need it!" the chaplain moaned as he closed his eyes tightly and pumped his muscular thighs slowly back and forth. His hanging, hairy balls swung back and forth lazily with each forward thrust he made, slapping Hilda lightly under the chin as she moved from the man's balls to his prick.

"Pleeaase! Oh, shit!" Greg cried loudly as Anna went wild over her son's chest. She lapped at Greg's heaving belly like a dog licking himself off Then she cupped her lips over his nipple and sucked so hard that she lifted the tanned skin from his breastplate. She could feel the nipple grow hard in her mouth as she ran her tongue over it in rapid flickers.

Hmmm, men react to this the same way women do, Anna thought to herself as she watched Greg writhe and buck in time to her tonguing.

Anna took her mouth off with a loud squishy popping sound and quickly clamped it on the left nipple. At the same time she ran the fingers of her right hand slowly up and down her son's quivering cock-shaft, using the drops of pre-cum that oozed out of his expanding piss-slit to lubricate his raging hard-on.

"I can't take this!" he whined, pulling away from his mother's massaging fingers and shoving her back down to the floor.

"Ohhhhhh!" Anna groaned as she felt Greg jump on top of her and start kissing her frenziedly while his hot, blood-heavy prick bounced against her thighs. It was almost like being raped by her own son, except that she was desperate for his prick.

"Fuck meeee! Fuck meeee!" Anna groaned as she squirmed on the floor.

"In the ass!" Greg said as he hiked up her butt higher and spat on his left hand. While Anna looked at her son in surprise, he lubricated his meaty prick-head with saliva, then positioned it directly over her shitter.

"Wait! Wait, baby. Let me relax!" Anna cried out.

But Greg was too much in a hurry. With one powerful forward thrust he slammed his prick-head against his mother's asshole.

"Aiyeeee! Aiyffee!" she cried out, wriggling under her son's heavy, muscular body as she tried to will her asshole to relax.

"Maybe this'll help," Greg said as he reached down with his right hand and started to run his fingers up and down Anna's puffy outer labes.

"Ohhhh!" his mother moaned softly as she began to concentrate on the growing itch that was gripping her pussy and forgot about the tight, painful sensation that racked her shit-chute.

"That's it!" Greg whispered hoarsely as he began to thrust his hips back and forth more regularly. At the same time the boy shoved his fingers into his mother's hot hole, scraping her slick, trembling cunt walls with the tips.

"Ohhh, suck, you bitch!" Chet screamed out from the other end of the room as he jammed Hilda's face hard against his groin. Slowly he rotated his trembling butt, churning his steaming rod around in the younger woman's mouth as the first wads of his lava-like cum spewed out of his contracting cock-head.

"Now, mom! Now!" Greg shouted as he banged the base of his cock hard against the brown, wrinkled skin of Anna's shithole.

"Finger me off, damn you! Don't leave me hanging like this! Unnngh! Wawwwhhhhh!" Anna shrieked as she tried to work herself up to a climax. Her eyes rolled as she felt the first hot wads of Greg's steaming jizz shoot up her bowels. It exploded through his expanded piss-slit in rhythmic beats as he dug his fingers into Anna's juicy slash.

"Come, dammit! Come!" Greg screamed as he tugged, stroked and pinched his mother's beating clit.

"Aiyee! Aiyeeeee! Wawwwwh! Arrrgh!" Anna shrieked mindlessly as she obeyed her son's command. She felt her belly explode suddenly as her pussy spasmed. She could smell her own cunt juice as she slammed forward, backward, and from side to side. Her body thrashed and heaved with rising tension until she screamed and whimpered with each contraction that tore her body.

"Ungh! Ungh!" Greg moaned as the last of his load fired through his contracting shaft.

"Ohhhh, baby," Anna moaned, wrapping her legs around her son's neck and hunching her belly up to his.

"Oh!" Hilda cried out, swallowing the hot load of jizz she'd just received from the chaplain. "If we keep up like this, we'll be too sore to take on anybody tomorrow."

"Ohhhh, didn't I tell you this'd be fun?" Anna said as she looked over to her friend.

"Hilda, you'll never have to worry about not having cock any more," Chet said, reaching down and stroking the younger woman's silky hair.

"Carl can go to hell, as far as I'm concerned," the woman said defiantly as she reached up and started stroking Chet's cock again with her right hand.

Jesus, if all the women are like her, I'll never get on my feet, Anna thought dreamily as she felt her son's cum leaking out of her stretched asshole.

The following day Anna was busy cleaning the house, getting ready for the Sea Scouts that evening. She paid particular attention to the bedrooms. Anna had a funny feeling that they'd be in use that evening more than any other room in the house.