Don Scott: Two wild mothers

"What a body!" James exclaimed as Candace pulled the last tattered remains of her pajamas off. Her tits weren't as large as Debra Jo's, but they were high and round, capped with cherry nipples that were long, hard cylinders of excitable flesh. Her sparsely haired pussy was banked by her pink cuntlips that glistened with moisture.

"Fuck me, James!" Candace gasped, grabbing her son's spitty prick as she lay back on the sleeping bag, spreading her tapered thighs wide for him. "I need your cock in me soooo bad!"

James positioned himself above his mother, letting her guide his fiery fuckpole to the opening of her cunt. Every muscle in his body was tensed; every nerve was alive and tingling with excitement. Staring down at her, James was amazed at how youthful and exuberant she looked. The tiny lines at the corners of her eyes only added to her charm, gave her a look of experience and ability… not age.

"I'm going to fuck you," James said, trying to sound older than he really was.

"Then do it! Fuck me now!"

Candace's scream was answered by a hard, harsh, unyielding lunge from James. Her cuntlips fuckered inward, protesting the sudden, unexpected intrusion. Then her son's cockhead divided her pussylips. Once that was accomplished, his pricktip was powered full length into her cunt. James buried every inch of his broad, steelish cock in Candace's pussy, skewering her deeply on the first lunge.

"Uhh! Easy! Not too hard!" Candace gasped, her cunt never having been stretched so wide before. The fire in her pussy burned hotter, reaching new levels of intensity as James began pistoning his hips. He jammed his cock deep in to Candace's cunt, reaming her fuckhole with long strokes of his prick. Pushing his fingers through her hair, James raised his mother's head slightly bringing his lips down to hers. When their lips touched, he stabbed his tongue into her mouth as he had seen Debra Jo and Blaine do.

With his tongue deep in Candace's mouth, she nibbled on it and squirmed to press every inch of her body against him. Everything was fantastic for Candace as she raised her hips to met James impaling thrusts of cockmeat. Her red, hard clit was sizzling, making her fuckhole wet and juicy for James' prick.

"Ream me, James!" Candace gasped when the kiss finally broke. With trembling hands, she cupped his face and looked into his lust glazed eyes. "Suck meeeeeee!"

James worked his prick around inside Candace's cunt, enjoying every move her pussy made as it squeezed and kneaded his driving fuckpole. He dismissed all thoughts from his head except those concerning his mother and how fantastic it was having her thighs clamped around his middle as he fucked her.

Candace was gasping, her body burning up with the passion that coursed through her veins. James' prick, slicing with incredible speed in and out of her fiery cunt, felt better than anything she had ever known. Although she had always considered her ex-husband an excellent lover, she had never fucked a man other than him. Now, with the inexperienced young boy who pounded her hips with his urgency, Candace knew that she'd be able to teach James to fuck exactly the way a woman wanted to be fucked.

"Yesssssss! Take me, James! Take me any way you like," Candace growled, giving herself totally to her son.

As his fat, club like prick jammed deep into her cunt, Candace raised her slender ass, meeting James' charge. Her cunt drooled out slick, oily pussyjuice. The sloppy sounds of his hard prick being rammed into her tight, wet cunt filled the small tent.

"Ohhhh! Grrrrrrr!" James growled in his inexperience. He had never fucked a woman before, and having his cock deep in Candace cunt felt even better than in Debra Jo's mouth, Candace's firm, quivering tits were mashed against James' chest. Her nipples were itching with desire, sending tingles through her lithe, excited body. Squirming beneath her son, raising her ass to meet his rampaging, impaling prick, Candace clung desperately to James.

"Take me," she whimpered ecstatically as the inferno in her pussy burned brighter.

"I'm… going… to… cum," James whispered, one word coming out with each insertion of his cock into the hot, milking recesses of his mother's cunt.

"Goooo! Give me your cum, my precious darling," Candace replied. Whatever inhibition she had initially felt in fucking her son was completely gone now. She wanted his cock in her cunt. She wanted to feel his hot cum spewing in her pussy. To Candace's surprise, she even hungered for the taste of his prick again, and wondered what it would be like to gulp down his sticky jism.

"Ieeeeeaaahhhhhh!" James howled, tossing his head up as he sank his pulsating prick full length into Candace's hot pussy. As his hairy balls slapped against her ass cheeks, his ballsack pulled up tight to his body, then pumped out the first sticky jet of fuck-cream into Candace's pussy.

Rearing back so that just his plump cockhead still spread Candace's cuntlips, James once again reamed her pussy thickly, punctuating the thrust with another explosion of jism.

"Fuck meeeeeee!" the hot-blooded brunette screamed as she writhed in ecstasy on the floor of the tent. She arched her back, lifting James, as her pussyjuice gushed from her cunt. The feminine oil mixed with the manly fuck-cream James spewed in her pussy.

"Ug! Ug! Ug!" James gasped as the last weak dregs of his jism trickled from the huge, round head of his prick.

Candace was breathing heavily, her arms outstretched as she stared with glassy eyes at the far side of the tent. Her son's weight was upon her, crushing her round tits, making her breathing difficult. But she didn't care. It was wonderful to have him pressing down upon her, his cock shrinking in her cunt. She licked her dry lips and let her fingertips trail over his shoulders.

"You were wonderful, my precious darling," Candace whispered reassuringly. "And it'll keep getting better each time we fuck."

James smiled weakly, rolled off his mother, and quickly fell asleep in her arms.

The following morning, Debra Jo awoke before the rest. She slipped out of Blaine's arms, then put on one of his shirts. Inhaling, she could still smell the faint aroma of his body. Not wanting to destroy or mask that scent, she chose not to wear anything else as she got out of the tent.

After making a small campfire, Debra Jo put on a kettle of coffee, and she sat down on the blanket that bordered the fire. Folding her legs beneath her, she didn't feel the least bit uncomfortable dressed as she was. The shirttails covered her pussy and ass, but just barely. Whenever she moved, or raised her arms above her head, her cuntbush came into view.

As Debra Jo was refilling her cup with steaming coffee, James stepped out of his tent, looking tired and content. He had on a pair of ragged cut-offs and nothing else.

"Good morning," Debra Jo said brightly. "Did you sleep well?"

James smiled at his new friend. "Yes, I did. I didn't sleep much, but I did sleep well."

"I heard you and Candace going at it. From the sounds of things, you're a very quick study. How many times did you fuck her? How many times did Candace cum?"

James grabbed a coffee cup, and he filled it. He sat down next to Debra Jo on the blanket before answering. "I think I fucked her four times. No… five times. I have no idea how many times she came." He chuckled at the memory. "After fucking her the first time, I fell asleep. She woke me up by giving me a blowjob. As soon as I had a hard-on, she climbed on and started fucking again. I've got to hand it to you, my mother was exactly the way you said she'd be."

"Didn't she suck you off?"

"Naw. Somehow we never quite got around to doing that."

James tested his coffee. Looking down, he saw a slender patch of skin at Debra Jo's hip just under the hem of the shirt. For the first time, he noticed that the shirt was all Debra Jo had on. His prick, trapped in the tight cut-offs, twitched and began to grow.