Kevin Sellers: Two hot moms

He nodded dazedly, still not quite able to believe it had really happened.

As she turned and headed for the door, Donna found that her step was lighter and more carefree than it had been in years.

The moment she got home Melanie darted upstairs and climbed under the shower, bikini and all, washing every trace of perspiration, suntan oil, and cunt cream from her face and thighs. As she stood under the rushing spray, humiliation began to set in.

How could she have done it? Letting another woman suck her titties and lap at her pussy, and then returning those favors as eagerly as if she and Donna were a pair of horny lesbians? It was disgusting!

Yet even in the midst of that inner turmoil, she had to admit that ii had been a long time since she'd felt so good. Her pussy was still tingling with wicked pleasure and as she dried herself off she actually caught herself humming with satisfaction. It wasn't bad enough that she'd done it – she'd actually enjoyed it as well.

Stepping out of the bathroom refreshed and a bit less humiliated at that self-realization, Melanie heard the familiar blast of the television coming from the den. That meant Dave was home.

She smiled to herself, heading downstairs to greet him. At least some things were still normal in her life!

With that comforting thought she swept into the den, where her son sat hunkered before the T.V., all his concentration on some silly program.

"How was your swim, darling? Did you and Josh have a nice time?"

Dave jerked at the unexpected interruption as if he'd been shot. Immediately he saw his mom standing over him in her bikini and blushed embarrassedly.

"Oh, hi Mom. Yeah, it was all right. Gee, you look a little red. I guess you stayed out too long this morning, huh?"

This time it was her turn to blush at being scrutinized by her own son. Although his examination was brief and perfectly innocent, the vivid memory of this morning's events made her rush on with embarrassment, as if he could somehow see the truth on her.

"I'm afraid you're right, David. It's surprising how that sunshine can affect you! I think I'll just relax a bit and then fix us an early supper. HOW does that sound?"

"Great." At last pulling his eyes away from her and going back to the T.V., Dave went on at a sudden thought. "Oh, hey, I almost forgot. Josh and I are going to the show tonight and I invited him and his mom over for supper. That's okay, isn't it?"

"Well…" Melanie hesitated, not exactly eager to face Donna again so soon. But then she shrugged, pushing aside her own petty embarrassment. "Of course it is. I'll whip up something special then, but I've just got to rest a moment. My, I'm worn out!"

With a tired whoosh of breath she sank onto the den's small divan, suddenly aware of how weary she really was.

"Sure." Without quite looking back at the spectacle of his mother in a string bikini, Dave threw a glance in her general direction. "Go ahead and get some rest. I'll be quiet."

Melanie did just that, grateful that somehow or other she'd raised such a shy, thoughtful son. The soft blare of the television made her eyelids droop, and a moment later she stretched back on the divan and closed her eyes.

Within seconds she was sound asleep, drained by her unusual morning's activities.

After what seemed an eternity the show he'd been watching ended and Dave silently reached over and flicked the T.V. off. Then he turned, certain that by now his mom was deep asleep.

"Mom? You awake?" His voice was cautious and low, testing.

When she didn't answer, his heart began to thump.

He swallowed hard, examining the expanse of smooth curved flesh that lay before him. Dave had never seen a grown woman without her clothes before. Over the past several months his curiosity had grown a lot, and since he didn't have a steady girlfriend and was too shy to try anything with the girls he did date, it had naturally turned toward the only woman he really knew – his mother.

Now, at the sight of her asleep and helpless in the skimpy bikini, he could not resist taking advantage of the situation. "Mom? Hey, Mom?"

Edging forward, he felt his throat go dry. Suddenly his pulse was racing. A tremor of mingled fear and curiosity surged through him as he watched her big tits steadily rise and fall, ready to pounce away at the slightest change.

But by this time Melanie was deep asleep, and before he knew it Dave hovered over her, more scared and eager to discover the mysteries of a woman's body than he'd ever been in his life.

Fortunately her bikini was the kind that fastened with little bow ties, and his trembling fingers reached between her lush ripe tit globes and deftly pulled the bow of her top apart.

If Dave's heart, had thumped before, it hammered now, as the strings fell loose. The flaps that covered his mom's big tits merely lay limply in place, stirring with her slow, even breath.

Moving very carefully, he pinched one flap between a thumb and forefinger and peeled it back.

One of Melanie's large milky tits flopped free, jiggling and spilling into the open.

Dave's breath sucked in. He'd always known his mom had huge tits, but the jutting bare orb that bobbled before him now was enormous. It thrusted upward like a white soft mountain, all round and swollen and peaking up to the biggest, pinkest nipple he'd ever seen in any picture. Its bumpy distended areola had to be as big around as his open mouth, and its puckered tip stood pinky-thick like a rubbery marble, with the promise of more to come.

Gathering up nerve at that spectacle, he pulled the other flap away as well.

Now both her tits were bare and free, their giant pink nipples standing out like erect mouth-watering cherries atop two small scoops of strawberry ice cream, and all that capping a pair of mammoth white tits that seemed to be just waiting to get tasted.

Dave ogled, struggling against a turmoil of conflicting emotions. His mom had the greatest tits ever! Despite his fear, he couldn't keep them waiting any longer. His mouth watered at the sight of them. Without taking time to think, he bent and placed his lips lightly over one gorgeous cherry, closing them around its textured thickness in a moist, warm vise.

She groaned softly and he froze with his mouth fastened on that fantastic sweet nipple. His blood went ice-cold with terror, but she didn't awaken. Instead her shoulder arched slightly, and the next moment he found his mouth filled with soft, vibrant titflesh.

That unconscious urging on Melanie's part was all it took to sweep his fears away momentarily. Very gently he began to suck that beautiful oversized titty, sliding his tongue across its springy nipple and flicking the button into life. It sprang up, expanding in his mouth until it had to be well over an inch long and finger-thick, quivering with an urgency that made him suck all the harder.

Dave hadn't expected to go this far, but the temptation was too much. He sucked and nibbled his mom's juicy tit bud, and this time her reaction was even more obvious.

"Mmmm…"

Melanie's groan was a long throaty purr, and he didn't stop sucking. His hands moved up to carefully squeeze her big soft tit, kneading its creamy hugeness as his mouth milked at that unbelievable nipple. Lapping and slurping until it was slick with saliva, he finally lifted his head and moved to gently suck the other tit as well.

It was the most he'd ever done with any girl, and for what seemed like hours but was only moments, Dave concentrated fully on licking and sucking his mom's tits until they were wet and strumming to erection.

When he finally pulled back, gasping for breath, he realized that his cock had speared up in his jeans with a throbbing stiffness not quite like any hard-on he'd ever had before.