Kevin Sellers - Two hot moms

To his horror Josh felt his prick swinging up stiff and swollen to point right, at his mother's crotch as she felt for a fever, her cool hands sliding across his forehead in a motherly gesture. Oh man, he had a hard-on that just wouldn't quit! How could she not notice that.

Donna noticed, all right. She could hardly miss the prick that soared up to its full, quivering length, its huge engorged head brushing between her thighs and just barely managed to nudge its way beneath the border of her nightie to nuzzle delicately at her red cunt bush.

That brief intimate probe was like a hot poker that speared through her pussy, drenching it with creamy arousal.

"Uhm, you do seem a bit warm."

With difficulty she kept her voice casual, trying to hide the sudden turmoil of conflicting emotions that all seemed to emanate from her aching cunt, she had to face the fact that he was a man as well and it was definitely a man's cock that snaked up under her nightie now, as if actually sniffing out the nearness of a nice juicy cunt. Without taking time to think, she went on in a rush.

"I think you really have been out in the sun too long, young man. What you need is to cool off, and I have the perfect solution. Since the tub's already full and waiting, just hop right in. I'm going to give you a bath!"

"Huh?" Stunned by that statement sad confused by his guilty conscience and aching cock, Josh stared at her blankly.

"You heard me. No son of mine is going to get sick this early in the summer before he's hardly had a chance to enjoy it! You just get right in that tub this instant and we'll cool you off!"

He opened his mouth to protest, but changed his mind. It was a little humiliating being treated like a kid, but at least a nice refreshing bath would ease the horny swelling in his prick – or so Josh thought as he tore away form his mom's sexy presence and climbed hastily into the bathtub.

"Okay, okay. I'm in. Is that…"

He froze in mid-sentence, his head twisting around just in time to see the nightie slipping over Donna's head and drift to a translucent heap on the tiled floor.

"Well, you don't have to stare quite like that!" Her voice came out in a husky chuckle as she raised a trim tapered leg and lowered it to test the water. "I was going to take my bath too, and this seems a perfectly good way to kill two birds with one stone. Scoot over, darling. My goodness, there's hardly room for the two of us!"

Josh scooted and watched with frank amazement as she stepped in, giving him another brief glimpse of pink pussy slash beneath her glossy fur. Then she seated herself before him as naturally as if he wasn't even there. He had to spread his legs wide to make room, and his engorged prick popped up out of the water with a hard-on not even a mother could miss as Donna scrunched forward on her knees, reaching for a washcloth.

Her firm bare tits pointed at him, their rosy nipples spiking out into a pair of tempting buds that bobbled and weaved with hypnotic effect as she soaped the cloth down and set about doing just what she'd threatened.

"Now just lie back and rein while I do all the work."

"Come on, Mom." Josh tried to protest, but his words were weak, unconvincing. "This is crazy! I'm not a kid. I can do it myself!"

"Uh huh, just the way you went out this morning and got yourself overheated." She swept his argument away easily, already moving forward. Her knees spread out to straddle his waist, and as she slipped into position Josh abruptly found those perky dangling tit buds hovering right before his face, bobbling and dancing with almost blatant invitation. "You may be practically a grown man now, but you're still my son – and as long as you don't take better care of yourself that's just how I'm going to treat you! Now stop fidgeting so I can get to work or this bath will take that much longer."

With those words she began to soap his shoulders, pushing him back until he sprawled in the tub with his hard-on bobbing up more obvious than ever.

Taken completely off-guard by the whole turn of events, Josh didn't know quite how to react. He couldn't help staring furtively at his nude body as she ran the cloth over his shoulders in apparent concentration, tits looming just inches from his chest and lush flared pussy hovering above his cock with a directness that couldn't be missed. From his nearly-prone position he could see that her cunt was slick and moist, its pouting lips practically dripping with juiciness as she slid the cloth along his chest and arms, working it slowly down across his flat stomach in a soapy trail until it slid along the very base of his upraised cock. His prick gave a twitch in response, and his eyes bulged slightly.

Pretending hard not to notice his delicious hard cock, Donna swathed a path around it. "What we have to do first is make you more comfortable. You're too tense, Josh. And well, you have to admit it's pretty obvious where the tension's the worst. Here, let me see if I can fix that…"

Suddenly she couldn't stand it any longer. With one deft motion Donna's cloth-covered hand swooped around his cock and closed in a warm wet fist around its swollen thickness, squeezing lightly.

Josh groaned, twitching and unable to hide the lust – filled expression that crept over his face. "Uhh… Mom, I don't think that's going to help much. I… I can't get reined if you keep doing that…"

"Nonsense." Donna was getting a bit breathless herself as she encompassed that prick, feeling it pulse like a fluttering bird from beneath the wash cloth. "I know just what I'm doing, dear. All you have to do is stop fighting and let me do it."

She gave his cock another squeeze and it jerked up even stiffer.

"My goodness!" She couldn't suppress a little gasp as his big hardened prick expanded in her fist, its fat, sensitive head jutting up between her parted thighs with wagging enticement. "You really are growing into a man, aren't you? I knew you were sprouting up taller every day, but… well, I never imagined you'd grown this much!"

As she talked, her hand slipped from his soap-greased prick and trailed across his ballsack, caressing it as well.

It had been a long time since she'd held a man's balls in her hand, almost longer than she could even remember. Josh's balls nestled like a pair of huge tender eggs in the cloth, bloated and creamy with soap as she teased them with fading pretense. Her pussy was churning with juices, literally drooling for the massive veined prick that lurched and soared up beneath it. She had trouble keeping her voice controlled as she worked his balls into a lather, then slid the cloth up once more to grasp his wagging prick.

"There, doesn't that feel better? I know just how it feels to be a grown-up young man with all kinds of tensions that need just the proper care. You certainly don't have to be shy with me, you know. Just relax like a good boy and let me work those tensions out."

She couldn't resist the feel of her son's soapy cock any longer. Easing atop him in a subtle motion, Donna placed her hot, creamy cunt directly over his reddened prickhead and slowly lowered herself over it.

"Oh Jesus, Mom." Josh's voice was a hoarse groan of mixed embarrassment and lust as his prickhead nudged against her sopping pussy, jerking and lurching more erect than ever. "I… I can't help it. I get tense like this all the time, and I and especially now. It, huh, it just kind of happens, that's all!"

"I understand, honey."

Creaming deliciously at the first touch of that big scrumptious prickhead against her wet cuntlips, she stroked his rigid cock with long leisurely caresses, feeling it throb through the wash cloth. The strumming presence of that cock had her pussy gushing, aching to be filled by the hard quivering shaft of pleasure that trembled in her fist.

Donna couldn't have stopped herself now if she'd wanted to. Her cunt gaped open, seeming to clutch for the cocktip that hung below it. At the same time Josh gave a small twitch of his hips – and it happened.