Tom Allison: Two mothers in heat

It kept on shooting, a whole night's worth of cum. Carla sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked some more. She refused to release Jeff's prick until she'd licked the last traces of cum from the shaft of his meat.

And still his cock throbbed in her fist, as hard as stone. Licking her tongue around her mouth, Carla smiled shamelessly as she inspected the still totally prick. "Jeff, you need a good fucking," she said simply. "You need to put this cock in my pussy so it'll get soft and you can go to school."

"Climb on top, Mom," Jeff said.

Carla climbed on top of her muscular teenager, her small tits jiggling as she straddled him with her knees planted to either side of his hips. Reaching down, the wanton divorcee took firm hold of his jutting cock shaft. She shuddered as she pulled the shiny-skinned crown to her red-haired pussy, sliding the tip up and down her buttery cunt slit.

"Push it in, Mom!" Jeff cried.

Carla popped the mushroom-shaped cock knob of his prick securely into her cunt. She leaned forward and held onto Jeff's shoulders for support. Then she started wiggling and humping, moaning as she pumped her small, rounded ass cheeks down onto his crotch.

"Alt Christ!" Jeff lifted his head, watching his veined cock shaft disappear slowly into the hairy bush of his mother's cunt. "You've got such a juicy pussy, Mom! Sometimes I think I like fucking you even more than I like it when you suck me off!"

"You better give me plenty of both, honey," Carla giggled.

He had a very thick cock, and she had a very narrow pussy, and she had to twist her hips several times to help him get his fat prick all the way in. But then it was buried inside her sucking cunt, every inch lodged in her slippery, clinging cunt tunnel. Carla just sat on top of him for a moment without moving, savoring the pleasure of having her cunt rammed full of his prick.

"Fuck me, Sonny!" Carla groaned, as she excitedly started bucking up and down. "Fuck me! Mom's horny this morning! Fuck Mom's juice cunt!"

Jeff stared at her pussy for a moment, as if hypnotized, watching his cunt-slicked cock reappear and disappear again into his mother's sucking pussy. His hands slid down, gripping the ball-bearing globes of her humping ass. Excitedly he started stroking beneath her, pumping his long, rigid prick in and out of her cunt.

"Harder, Sonny!" Carla gasped, her voice rising. The bed creaked as she frantically pounded her pussy up and down on his big prick. "Fuck the shit out of me! Unh unh, fuck my brains out with that big cock of yours! My pussy's throbbing, Jeffrey! It needs all of your big fucking cock!"

Jeff clawed her ass cheeks, exciting his mother as her pink, puckered asshole convulsed with the movement of his hands. Carla also liked getting her asshole fucked and she wished she had enough time to do that this morning with her boy, too.

For the moment, however, all her attention was centered in her pussy, feeling the exquisite pleasure of his long, thick cock trunk pistoning in and out of her creaming cunt.

"I'm cumming, Jeff!" Carla groaned. "Please, keep on fucking me! I'm so horny… that's right… fuck my cunt! Unhhh! Jeff, I can't stand it! You're such a good fucker! You're making me cum!"

Carla pushed her hand through her cunt curls, gasping as she caught her clit under her thumb. "Cumming," she cried, wildly rubbing the swollen bump. "Cumming, keep fucking me! Harder, harder, I'm cuuummmiiiinnngggg!"

Her ravished pussy tunnel contracted spasmodically, milking and squeezing around the driving hardness of her son's big prick. Jeff kept fucking furiously into her pussy, wincing as his balls swelled with a second load of juice. Then he lifted his ass high off the bed, ramming his hard-on as far into her cunt as he could.

The cream shot into his mother a second time, gushing heavily into her pussy and splattering onto the slippery pink walls of her cunt. Carla whimpered with desire as she felt the milk-white spunk filling up her cunt. Hornily she humped on top of him, flexing her pussy muscles, helping him shoot out all of his goo. After Jeff left for school, Carla spent a couple of hours doing housework, then fingered her pussy lightly as she lay on the couch watching her favorite soap operas on TV. Finally she got dressed in a sexy outfit and prepared to leave for her small office in an old building near the high school.

Carla was really looking forward to her one o'clock appointment. She'd seen Bill Harmon walking by a couple of times, a cute boy who was obviously carrying a real load between his legs.

Carla couldn't wait to fuck him, but that wasn't why the appointment excited her so much. It was because of Bill's mother, who'd called the day before. Carla had only seen Robyn once, but she'd never forgotten the slim, tawny beauty with the long brown hair and huge tits. She didn't know if it was possible, but she prayed that counseling Bill could lead to a suck-session with his mom!

"Now, tell me, Bill," Carla said, crossing her knees as she sat in her office chair. "What is it your mother wants you to see me about?"

Bill slumped awkwardly on the couch, looking sheepishly around the office. "I dunno," he said noncommittally.

"Now, Bill!" Carla laughed at his sullenness. "She must have had some reason for sending you here! I don't charge as much as most therapists, but I'm sure your mother doesn't simply want to throwaway her money. Now, come, come. What do you think that reason might be?"

Bill didn't answer and Carla felt a heat stirring in her pussy as she saw the reason. Bill had suddenly become entranced with looking at her body.

She didn't have an office like a credentialed therapist, and she didn't dress like one either, especially not when dealing with horny teenaged boys. Carla's blouse was unbuttoned nearly to her waist, and her denim mini-skirt rode high up her bare thigh.

Bill obviously hadn't expected his counselor to be wearing a skirt without stockings, and she could see how hard he was studying her bare, milk-white, lightly freckled legs. Carla's pussy itched as she saw the first sign of a hard-on blossoming in the crotch of Bill Harmon's jeans.

"Is it your school work, Bill?" Carla suggested. "Is that what your mother wanted you to see me about? How are you doing in your classes?"

"Okay," Bill mumbled. "I get good grades."

"Well, are you keeping up your chores around the house? It's pretty typical for boys your age to be irresponsible."

"I do my share."

"Well, how about your social life, Bill? How are you doing with girls?"

Bill's expression told her that she'd hit the button. Carla smiled broadly, leaning forward to show him the sides of her braless tits. Yes, yes, trouble with girls. Maybe this beautiful kid was even a virgin! Wouldn't she love to show him how it felt to fuck a nice, juicy cunt?

"That's it, isn't it, Bill? You're having some sort of problem with sex."

"I didn't say that," Bill said uncomfortably.

"Ah, but that's what you were thinking, wasn't it, Bill? Tell me, do you go out with many girls?"

"I don't have a girlfriend."

"Why, that's terrible! A handsome young man like you. You must get pretty horny without a girlfriend, don't you, Bill?"

Bill looked up, obviously surprised by the counselor's use of the word. Carla giggled at him, crossing her thighs high so that he'd be able to see her wispy pussy curls peeking out of the crotch of her panties.

"Don't be shy, Bill. I use words like 'horny' all the time. I use lots of words that your mother might not like. I assure you, everything that happens here is strictly between the two of us. Now tell me something, Bill, how often do you jack off?"

"Wh-what?" Bill gasped.

"You heard me, young man. How often do you play with your prick?"