Tom Allison: Two mothers in heat

But it had happened. Robyn's cheeks flushed with shame again as she remembered how she'd responded to him, humping her ass and begging for his cock. It wasn't long before she was jacking off all over again, remembering the size of her boy's big hard-on as she pumped her fingers in and out of her cunt.

Robyn went to bed early the next night, after taking a shower with a chair braced in front of the door and checking her bedroom lock several times. She was very tired. She'd slept badly the night before, tossing and turning under the covers as she'd helplessly remembered how good her son's prick had felt pushing into her pussy.

Bill hadn't bothered her today, retreating to his room right after dinner, but Robyn knew that did not mean he would not be bothering her. If he could do such a thing once, she had to face the possibility of it happening a second time, and perhaps again and again after that!

Robyn sighed unhappily as she crawled under the covers naked, feeling the pleasant coolness of the sheets on her bare flesh. All day long she'd wondered what could have gotten into her boy to make him want to fuck his own mother.

She knew it was normal for a teenager to be very horny, and she understood enough about psychology to realize that they sometimes fantasized about their parents, particularly when one had a uniquely desirable body like Robyn's. But fantasizing was one thing, and acting on fantasy was something else entirely.

Perhaps she should look for professional counseling for Bill. Robyn considered the idea as she leaned out of bed far enough to turn off the lamp, grateful that she could move more easily now, that her ankle felt a lot better. At first she'd just been so shocked by what Bill had done to her that she hadn't realized he might need psychological help.

There was a woman Robyn had heard of, Carla Newman. She divorced too, and she also had a teenage son, and Robyn knew she did some counseling work. She wasn't really a professional therapist, but she had been a high school teacher once, and the important thing was that she got results. Robyn had talked to a couple of women who'd sent their kids to Carla, and all of them had said their sons' behavior had improved remarkably after seeing her.

And her rates were reasonable too. Robyn stretched out on her back in the dark bedroom, sighing as her big tits heaved with her breathing under the sheets. Yes, maybe she would call Carla Newman. She had to do something to help her son.

She had to do something to help herself too. Robyn didn't like to admit it to herself, but she was afraid of what might happen if Bill continued to thirst after her pussy.

Fucking him had turned her on violently, more than she'd ever dreamed possible. Her pussy had been dripping wet all day long, squishing under her panties as she walked around the clothing store. Her nipples had been stiff too. Even some of the girls at work had looked at them, she knew.

She couldn't help thinking about her boy's big prick right now, picturing the meaty, throbbing shaft. Sighing, the naked mother pulled the sheets tight around her neck and forced herself to close her eyes. She'd get to sleep, sooner or later, and she wasn't going to let herself jack off first.

Thirty minutes later, Robyn drifted off into a deep sleep. She was tired, and would have slept through until morning if something hadn't awakened her in the middle of the night.

At first she didn't know what it was. But then she blinked open her eyes, stirring under the covers. Gradually she realized that someone had crawled into bed with her!

Robyn opened her eyes wide and started to sit up. The first thing she saw was the bedroom door. It was wide open, and the key was still sticking out of the keyhole. Apparently Bill had found where she'd hidden the extra set in the cupboard.

Gasping, Robyn looked down at the second body moving with hers under the covers. At that moment the sheets were pulled to the foot of the bed. It was Bill, sprawled onto her nakedness. He was naked too, trying to bury his head between her legs.

"Bill! What on earth…"

"I got horny, Mom."

Bill spread her slim legs apart roughly, making her squeal as he pushed her down flat on her back. The next thing Robyn knew, his hands were clenched on her ass cheeks to hold them in position and he had the backs of her knees draped over his shoulders. Groaning lustfully, her teen buried his head between her legs.

Her hairy pussy was dry, but Robyn knew her son could still smell the musky, cock stiffening aroma of her cunt. Bill groaned as he rubbed his face all over her furry fuck mound, brushing his lips roughly on her tightly contracted cunt slit. Then he pushed his tongue between the pouting lips and feverishly started lapping and licking her pussy, holding her hips down with his arms.

"Bill!" Robyn shrieked. "Bill! Oh my God!"

Robyn immediately tried to disengage herself, but she was too sleepy to act quickly. Her horny son spread her tawny thighs wider apart, planting his shoulders firmly between them. He started sucking her cunt like a horny dog, moving his tongue in a blur, pistoning it in and out of her pussy slit.

"Stop it, Bill!" Robyn cried. "You can't do this to me again! Not with your mother! Bill, this is horrible! Stop it, stop it!"

Bill just groaned as he savored the taste of her pussy, his big cock throbbing stiffly between his stomach and the bed. It wasn't long before Robyn felt herself getting excited, the heat pulsing into her moistening cunt.

Bill was a very good pussy-sucker and dazedly she wondered who could have taught him how to eat out a pussy. Helplessly Robyn felt the fuck-juices flowing into her cunt mound, peeling apart the pouting lips as they swelled and glistened with lust.

Soon her cunt was wide open, and the interior was slippery and bright pink. Bill made groaning, animal noises as he eagerly sucked the juice out of her cunt slit, hungrily squeezing and massaging the cheeks of his mother's wriggling ass.

"Stop it!" Robyn pleaded. "Stop!"

But she was already getting much too horny to resist him. Her voice wasn't so loud anymore, and she wasn't trying so hard to push his head away from her. Bill brushed his tongue across her swollen clit, and Robyn gasped involuntarily as a hot, tingling pleasure coursed through the sensitive nubbin.

It was useless to resist him, she thought deliriously, useless, useless. Gradually her thighs spread farther apart, making it easier for him to glue his mouth to her throbbing cunt. Blushing with shame, Robyn moaned and slid her hands needfully behind his head. Then she started working her ass off the mattress, lightly grinding her furry cunt mound onto his mouth.

Bill kept eating her out, slurping as he tongued up the musky oils from the depths of his mother's pussy slit. Her pussy was delicious and very tight. Bill pulled one hand from her ass cheeks as he felt her start humping, gliding it up her quivering, tanned leg. Robyn shuddered as she felt her son guiding a finger up her pussy tunnel, wiggling it deep inside her buttery cunt.

"Suck my cunt, Bill!" cried the naked mother, overwhelmingly excited. Giving in to her lust, Robyn pulled his hair and started humping her ass much harder off the mattress. "My pussy's all wet, I'm so fucking horny! Eat me good, Bill! Suck meeeee!"

Bill jammed a second finger into his mother's pussy hole, spreading the slippery walls wide. He tongued and slurped all around her cunt, as if he were starved for the pungent oils flowing heavily out of her cunt. He was grinding his hips on the mattress, dry-humping his stiff prick on the bed, and suddenly Robyn realized how good it would feel to have his cock battering inside her cunt again.

Then Bill wrapped his lips around her clit. Robyn moaned and bucked as if she'd been shot, fucking her dripping pussy all over his face. Bill pumped his fingers rapidly in and out of her hairy cunt slit, teasing her clit with his tongue. He sucked it gently, grinding his knuckles on her puffy-lipped pussy opening.