Tom Allison - Two horny moms

"Oh, fuck, Bill, oh, fuck!" Jill gritted her teeth and mindlessly rocked her ass, fucking her cumming pussy onto her sop's mouth. "Suck, darling, keep sucking. Suck your mother!"

The cum finally faded, but her pussy remained incredibly hot. Impulsively, Jill turned on her son's face, swinging her legs around so she could face Bill's throbbing cock. His mouth stayed glued to her foaming cunt as she turned into the sixty-nine position, but now his nose nearly touched her pink little asshole as he continued to suck her off.

"Oh, Bill! Your cock is huge!"

It was harder than ever, hopelessly aroused by sucking off her juicing cunt. The massive prick loomed straight out of his cock hairs, so swollen with blood that the shaft and knob looked ready to explode. Hot, milky pre-cum drooled from the open piss hole, forming a little puddle just over his navel.

"Keep sucking me, Bill! Let me take care of this big, beautiful cock!"

For a moment Jill almost yielded to the temptation of sucking her son's magnificent cock. She'd always loved to give blow-jobs, and the thought of wrapping her lips around Bill's magnificent prick made fresh fuck juice bubble out of her cunt.

But that would be going too far, she told herself. Jill squirmed on her son's face as she leaned forward and wrapped her hand around his swollen prick. Again she began to beat his meat, violently milking and tugging the rock-hard trunk of his prick.

"Unh, Mom!" Bill muttered, his words muffled by her matted pussy. Responding to the hand-job, he glued his lips to her cunt and continued to suck.

"You're gonna cum, aren't you, Bill? You're gonna cum!"

His mouth felt wonderful on her pussy, but Jill hardly paid any attention. She was too wrapped up in his huge prick. Violently she jacked and stroked and beat his meat, whipping her little fist in a blur on the shaft as she stared intently at the rosy crown.

It didn't take long. Bill's big prick leapt in her hand, then started spraying more cum. The load boiled out of his knob, spraying his chest and her wrist with endless spurts of milky white jism.

Her mouth open in awe, Jill continued to jack her son's cock as it exploded. Slowly the full realization of the incestuous act she'd perpetrated with her son came to her.

After Bill finally left for school – with a written excuse for missing his first class – Jill spent the rest of the day in a miserable heat of fuck-lust. As soon as he was out the door she went to bed and finger-fucked herself to several hard cums, remembering the taste of his juice and the magnificent size of his cock.

Afterwards she tried to tell herself how wrong mother-son incest was, and how she had to promise never to do it again. But the words seemed to mean nothing to her. The more she considered the act's sinfulness, the hornier she got.

At three that afternoon, Jill was hornier than a bitch in heat. Naked, she lay on her mattress with her legs spread wide and her tits jiggling as she pounded two fingers in and out of her cunt.

By now her clit and pussylips were raw from so much jacking off, but it made to difference. Jill couldn't stop herself. She whimpered as she humped her ass on the bed, pounding her fingers into her pussy, dreaming about her son's huge prick.

Then she heard the front door open and slam shut. Bill was home from school!

She stopped finger-fucking herself and lay still, her heart pounding as she wondered what her son would do. There was a long silence, as if Bill hesitated in the hallway, then she heard footsteps on the stairs. A few minutes later the rushing hum of the water pipes could be heard through the wall. Bill was taking a shower.

The naked mother lay still, listening to her pounding heart beat, feeling the fuck juice drool from her creamy cunt. What did the shower mean? Was Bill scared to come see her? Did he want to get nice and clean for more sex? How did he feel about what they'd done that morning?

He had to be incredibly confused about it. Telling herself that she was only going to have a talk with him, Jill rolled off the bed and walked up the stairs to the bathroom. It never occurred to her to put on any clothes.

Just a little talk, she repeated to herself. She wasn't going to get it on with him again. She had to ask Bill how he felt about making it with his horny mother.

Jill pushed open the bathroom door as softly as she could. Steam already filled the bathroom, but she could easily see her son's form through the translucent shower stall.

Bill stood under the spray, soaking himself. A huge, stiff hard-on stood out of his belly. Jill's cunt creamed. Her son's cock was huge!

Without hesitating a moment longer. Jill crossed the bathroom and slid open the shower door. Bill gasped and looked at her with wide, innocent eyes. Jill glanced at his face before hungrily lowering her eyes to his straining cock.

"Hello, darling. You don't mind if I take a shower with you, do you?"

Bill gulped and shook his head. His face was flushed with embarrassment. Her pussy tingling, Jill climbed into the stall. She faced her son as the shower spray cascaded over them. A strange smile curled her lips as she stared hungrily at his big prick.

"You've got another hard-on, Bill. What do you think about what we did this morning?"

"I… uh…"

Jill stepped close, stopping her son's stammering as she wrapped her hand firmly around the bloated trunk of his prick. Bill shuddered as she started to jack on his cock all over again, lasciviously pumping and milking his rock-hard prick.

"God, you're stiff. Did you get all horny at school today thinking about Mom's body? Mmmmm?"

"Yesss," Bill hissed, relieved that his mother knew what he'd been thinking. "Oh Christ, Mom, I couldn't help it. I flunked a quiz, I was so horny. All I could think about was you. My cock felt like it was going to explode!"

"Well, we can't have you doing poorly in school, can we? Mom will just have to give you some relief."

Smiling shamelessly, Jill tightened her hand around his cock and beat his meat fast and hard. Moaning, Bill worked his ass to pump his prick through her ovaled fingers. But Jill knew as soon as she started that she couldn't be satisfied with just this.

Again the urge to give him a blow-job entered her mind, and again she struggled to fight it down. But this time she knew she couldn't help herself. As much as she'd once loved going down on her husband, nothing would compare with the pleasure of taking Bill's huge prick deep into her buttery throat.

"Let's get out of the shower, Bill," Jill said abruptly. She stepped away and turned off the water. "It's time to give you a special treat."

Obediently, Bill stepped out of the shower, reaching automatically for a towel. But Jill was much, too horny to wait for him to dry himself. The naked son and mother dripped water all over the tiled floor as Jill pushed him towards the toilet.

"Sit there, Bill," she murmured, as her mouth filled with saliva in expectation of the incestuous cock-sucking. "I'm going to kneel between your legs."

Bill at on the toilet, spreading his thighs on the porcelain seat to let his enormous hard-on bob up toward his stomach. Jill pushed over the throw rug so she'd have something to kneel on. Then she fell to her knees and realized delightedly that she was in the perfect position, her head directly over the shiny-skinned knob of the son's prick.

"Now, Bill, I'm going to show you something that feels a lot better than jacking off!"

She pushed her hand between her son's legs, wrapping her fingers firmly around the base of his prick. Then she dropped her head and extended her tongue. Bill gasped as his mother started licking his swollen cock head, lapping it like a horny kitten, sliding her tongue wetly all over and around the juicing knob.