Don Scott: Two wild mothers

"What are you talking about?" she heard Candace ask.

"Quiet! Just spread your legs and relax. You'll figure it out in no time."

It took some doing, but Debra Jo finally had Candace sitting between Blaine and James in the U-shaped padded booth Candace's dress was pushed up to her waist, and her panties were wrapped around one ankle. Blaine and James each had a rock-solid prick jutting through the flies of their pants.

With a cock in each hand, Debra Jo looked at her work. She had two pricks and a cunt to satisfy her rampaging oral, needs. And, to make the situation even more erotic for the horny blonde, she could hear the sounds of waiters nearby. The possibility of getting caught giving head to two guys and a girl made Debra Jo's senses tingle. Every nerve in her body was crackling with excitement as she brought her face over Blaine's prick, then sucked in his fiery fuckstick.

Relaxing the muscles in her throat, Debra Jo inhaled deeply and wedged her face between Blaine's thighs. His cockhead, apple-sized and bullet-shaped, pressed against the back of her mouth, then shoved down her throat. His big, round cockhead shoved farther and farther into Debra Jo's stretching throat until her lips were wrapped tightly around the base of his shaft.

"Ohhhhhhh! She's deep-throating me right now," Debra Jo heard her son say.

She bobbed her face several inches back and forth, letting her lips massage the root of Blaine's cock shaft while his pricktip bulged in her throat.

When the need for oxygen presented itself, Debra Jo sadly pulled her gorgeous face away from Blaine's prick. She bared her teeth and chewed lightly on his shaft, then let his pulsating column of cock meat slip from her mouth.

Moving over a little beneath the table, Debra Jo positioned herself between Candace's slender thighs. She had Blaine's prick in one hand and James' cock in the other as she stroked the two hard pricks, she kissed Candace's knee. Her tongue left a shiny trail of spittle on the inside on Candace's thigh as Debra Jo worked her way slowly toward the furry cunt that was her goal.

"This is insane," she heard Candace say. But in Candace's voice, Debra Jo could hear lust-filled tension and excitement.

Debra Jo's tits pressed against the edge of the bench seat as she brought her lips to the brunette's puffy, dewy cuntlips. Stabbing her tongue out, the blonde tasted her friend's sweet pussyjuice and shivered happily. Her own cunt was hot, the panties clinging wetly to her pussy.

"Mmmmmm!" Debra Jo purred, lapping at Candace's hard, erect clit. She sliced her tongue through her friend's pussylips, spreading them wider as she fucked Candace's cunt with her tongue. Debra Jo's cheeks soon became wet with the slick oil that seeped from Candace's pussy.

Above the table, Candace found it difficult to pretend that nothing was happening. Nobody licked her pussy better than Debra Jo, and Candace couldn't keep a straight face whenever her slick clit was being worked over by her friend's hot, slithering tongue. A soft, impassioned sight came from deep within her chest when Debra Jo sucked her clit harder.

"I love your pussy," Debra Jo whispered, not taking her mouth away from the moist, hairy petals of Candace's cunt. As she sucked on the brunette's throbbing clit, Debra Jo continued to stroke the two pricks that filled her hands.

Debra Jo's hair tickled the insides of Candace's thighs as she stabbed her tongue as far as it would go into her cunt. The hot-blooded blonde lapped at her friend's pussy, sucking and nibbling and tonguing feverishly at it to work Candace into an oblivion of ecstasy.

"Mmmmmmmm!" Debra Jo crooned, licking faster as more oily pussy juice seeped from Candace's cunt. She could tell that it wouldn't be long before she would be drinking down the feminine girl-cum her friend had to offer.

Sensing her victory near at hand, Debra Jo released the two cocks, and she concentrated all her energy on Candace's cunt. She shoved two fingers deep into her seething, steamy pussy while licking and sucking on her vibrating, pulsating clit. After stabbing Candace's cunt with her two stiffened fingers, Debra Jo felt Candace's thighs flex into knotted cords of muscle.

"Mmmmmm! Give me your cum," Debra Jo urged quietly, thirsty for the taste of her friend's slick juices. She sucked the brunette's tiny clit into her mouth and chewed on it.

Candace caught her bottom lip between her teeth, biting softly to silence the scream of ecstasy that seemed trapped in her throat. Debra Jo's lips were driving her crazy, exciting and enticing her clit to release the hot, slippery pussyjuice that churned in her body.

A moment later, as Debra Jo reamed her tight, juicy cunt with her tongue, cream started gushing out. The horny blonde tongued feverishly as Candace's thighs slapped the sides of her face. Heady waves of pussyjuice spewed out, only to be feverishly lapped up by Debra Jo as she tongued and swallowed the girl-cum.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm!" Debra Jo purred, continuing to finger-fuck Candace while sucking on her clit. She felt strands of hair sticking to her cheeks, which were wet with pussyjuice. The pungent flavor of Candace's girl-cum delighted her as she licked and swallowed greedily.

Candace's hands were balled into tiny, tight fists. Her shoulders jerked up and down as her spasming cunt was licked and sucked. Even through her bra and dress, her hard, erect nipples were clearly visible.

The moment seemed to hang in space, with Candace suspended in the middle of ecstasy. When she finally drifted down to the real world, when reality began to slip back into her senses, she felt thoroughly satisfied and a little embarrassed at what she had done in public.

When Candace's gaze finally cleared, her heart sank in her chest. A waiter was coming toward her, with a look of absolute anger creasing the lines of his face. Beneath the table, nobody but the waiter had noticed that Debra Jo's booted foot had slipped out and was not covered by the tablecloth.

"Debra Jo, you'd better get up here quick," Candace whispered urgently, smoothing her dress over her thighs once more while she wondered what the hell she would do about her panties, which were still wrapped around one ankle.

Blaine braced himself. If push got to shove, he was ready to punch the waiter and try to make an escape.

They were all laughing… with the exclusion of Candace… by the time they got back to the hotel room. The waiter had been furious, but a quick handjob by Debra Jo had milked away his anger.

"His attitude sure changed in a hurry!" Debra Jo said as she flopped down on one of the king-size beds in the room. "As soon as I started whacking on his cock, he didn't have a fucking thing to say!"

"I don't think it's that funny," Candace said, not quite as loud as Debra Jo. "We really could have gotten in trouble."

Blaine stepped behind Candace, placing his hands on her shoulders. "Why should you complain? You're the only one who came."

"It's just that we could have gotten into big trouble. Hell, they actually caught us!"

Debra Jo propped herself up with an elbow as she wriggled to the middle of the bed. "Yes, that's true. But what you've got to remember is that the threat of getting caught was at least half the fun. Hell, I was really going wild licking your pussy under that table. It was the atmosphere of danger that made it so much better than normal."

Candace was at the window, looking out at the traffic creeping by several stories below. She did not notice when Blaine's hands moved from her shoulders, down her back, and slid around to her stomach, just beneath her firm, high tits. Her mind was still trying to sort out the different emotions – fear, confusion, excitement – caused by what had just happened.

"Just relax and you'll find that everything is okay," Blaine said softly into Candace's ear. He could smell the sweet fragrance of her perfume. His half-hard prick made a thick, long bulge in the front of his pants. "Come on, get with the program! Everybody's here to have fun."