Tom Allison - Two mothers in heat

"Jack on it, Mom!" Jeff panted. "I'm gonna cum again!"

Carla sucked his cock as hard as she could, her cheeks flushed crimson with the fury of her cock-sucking. She wrapped her hand tightly around the root of his prick and stroked it fast and hard, milking and tugging the length of his prick between her lips.

Jeff moaned and held onto the back of her head, fucking his ass off the mattress. But the phone rang just as he was about to cum.

"Shit!" Carla said.

Cursing under her breath, the naked mother took her hands and lips from her boy's cock rod and reached for the bedside phone. She talked for about five minutes, and as she spoke and listened a lewd smile curled her lips. Jeff waited for her anxiously, his huge prick pulsing over his stomach.

"Guess who that was?" Carla said, hanging up and turning back to him. "Robyn Harmon!"

Carla giggled. "Come, come, darling. Don't try to tell me you've only got eyes for your mother. I'm sure you've seen her. Why, I was just talking about her the other day. That slinky brunette with the big tits?"

Jeff eyes brightened. "Oh, that one! Yeah!"

"Don't you remember? I'm counseling her son Bill," Carla went on, giggling. "Or fucking him, I should say. He's an awfully good fuck for a boy his age."

"So what's the problem?"

Jeff winced as his steely rod twitched, and Carla wrapped her hand comfortingly around it, lightly stroking. "Well, Robyn says he's acting up around the house again. At least that's how she puts it. What she means is that he's been fucking her!"

Jeff's eyes widened. "Yeah?"

"Of course, darling. You don't think we're the only ones who do it, do you?" Carla smiled vixenishly. "I invited Robyn in for a personal appointment tomorrow morning. I told her I needed to see her personally about her problem with Bill. I'm sure you know what's really going to happen, don't you?"

"The hypnotism bit?" smiled Jeff.

"Of course, lover." Carla stroked his cock a little faster. "Darling, I think what Robyn Harmon needs is more fucking, and I think you're just the kind of kid who can give it to her. Now, here's what I'd like you to do, after I'm through with her tomorrow afternoon."

Carla spelled out the plan Jeff would use to visit Robyn's house, and Jeff's cock got painfully stiff as he anticipated fucking her and squeezing her huge tits. Carla realized she couldn't leave Jeff's cock unsatisfied any longer.

She swooped down on it, gurgling as she stuffed the shaft as far down her throat as she could. She sucked very hard, and it didn't take Jeff long to cum.

The second load of cock juice sprayed out of the tip of his prick, jetting warmly down Carla's throat. Carla sucked it down hungrily, jacking tirelessly on Jeff's shooting prick. But at the same time she was already anticipating the taste of Robyn's cunt.

"I don't know, Carla," Robyn said skeptically. "Do you really think it's necessary to hypnotize me?"

Carla nodded sagely. "I think so, yes. I realize this might be difficult for you to accept, but you undoubtedly have unconscious attitudes towards your son that are affecting his behavior toward you. Hypnosis is the best way of determining what those attitudes really are."

Robyn sighed and stretched out on her back on the couch, resting her head on the thickly padded armrest. She had finally broken down and revealed to Carla that Bill was making sexual advances toward her. It had seemed a little absurd to continue concealing why she wanted her son to see a therapist. But she still felt nervous about being in a trance and revealing her true feelings about her son to his woman.

Carla had done her best to make Robyn comfortable in the little office, giving her a glass of water and making some introductory small talk. It was a hot afternoon, and Robyn felt a little warm even in the summer outfit she'd worn, a light blouse and the flower print, wrap-around skirt.

Of course, she should have worn a nun's habit if she'd wanted to get to Carla's office without being bothered. Robyn couldn't do anything about the voluptuousness of her body, and two men had whistled at her big tits and flashing legs when she'd simply been getting out of the car and walking to the building. Strangely enough, it had made her horny. These days it seemed that every male in creation wanted a piece of her pussy – even her son.

"Now, just close your eyes and relax, honey." Carla moved her chair very close to the couch, looking down at Robyn. "I'm going to count to ten now, and as I count I want you to feel all the tension draining out of your body…"

Ten minutes later, Robyn was in a complete trance. Carla smiled and stopped speaking. She leaned back in her chair, studied the lush body stretched out before her and idly rubbed her pussy through her jeans.

Carla didn't consider herself much of a hypnotist, and it was almost impossible to get a patient into a deep trance in one session. But what she couldn't do, a little vodka could. She'd slipped a little liquor into Robyn's water before she'd arrived for the session. The combination of the two had the big-titted mother out like a light.

Ah, completely in my power, Carla thought, savoring the moment. What should I ask her? What should I ask her?

"Robyn," she asked lightly, "how many times has Bill fucked you?"

If the trance had been less than complete, Robyn would have opened her eyes at the obscene word. But her eyes stayed tightly closed, and she moved her lips as if speaking in a dream.

"I've lost count," she said softly.

"Do you like fucking him, Robyn?"

"I… yes," Robyn murmured. "I can't help myself. I get so excited."

"What gets you so excited about it, Robyn?" Carla squirmed on her chair, feeling the wet heat coursing into her cunt.

Robyn squirmed too. It was easy to make someone very horny in a trance. "The way he puts his cock in me," she whispered dreamily.

"The way he thrusts it. Bill has such a big cock."

"So you don't really want Bill to stop fucking you, do you? You feet ashamed of it, and you think it's wrong, but you still love his cock, and you'd love to feel it inside your pussy as much as you can."

Robyn moaned in her trance and squirmed hard enough to make her huge titties jiggle under her blouse. Carla leaned forward and started to undo the blouse buttons. God, what perfect, clear, lightly tanned skin, she thought, as she pulled the blouse carefully over her shoulders. She groaned at the sight of Robyn's big tits, stretching the cups of her lacy-white, D-cup bra.

"Does this feel good, Robyn?" she asked, molding her spongy tit mounds through the cups.

Robyn shivered, moving her lips. "Yes."

Carla's fingers shook with desire as she undid the front clasp of Robyn's bra. The tits were enormous, the flesh creamier than the rest of her body, with huge, deep red, rubbery tipped nipples. Carla sighed as she saw how fat and stiff the nipples were. In her trance, Robyn was obviously very turned on.

Carla slid from her chair and knelt on the carpet beside the couch. She dropped her head to Robyn's heaving tits and wrapped her lips tightly around one silver-dollar-sized nipple. Robyn whimpered as she sucked her tit furiously, drawing out the goose-bumped cap with the suction of her lips.

"Do you like that too, Robyn?" Carla asked, when the nipple was even stiffer and coated with saliva. "Is it making your pussy hot?"

"Yes."

"You'd like me to play with your cunt now, wouldn't you?"

"Yes."

Carla undid the wraparound skirt and pulled it away from Robyn's body, leaving her naked except for her panties. The crotch was sticking to her pussy hair, obviously dripping wet. Robyn groaned as Carla slid her hand under the elastic hem of her panties, grazing her finger down between the puffy, furry slit of her cunt.