Kevin Sellers: Two hot moms

Shoving all consequences aside Dave edged forward, clambering atop his mother's voluptuous body until he hovered over her, his weight distributed on his hands and knees. His sore, swollen prick bobbed more eagerly than ever, and he let out a silent gasp as its sensitive head pushed into the soaked mound of her cunt bush.

Easing his hips down, he worked his rigid prick into place. Its huge knobbed tip slid along his mother's pussylips, gliding effortlessly across the slippery trench of her cunt.

He knew it shouldn't be happening, but he couldn't help it. To even think of fucking his own mom…

But oh shit, her pussy felt so good! His cockhead slid along hot steamy wetness, seeking out the beautiful greedy hole that only moments ago had been filled by his tongue. Then, easily, it slipped neatly between her open cuntlips and lodged there pulsing and quivering.

"Oh… oh fuck…"

Dave groaned, unable to withstand the overwhelming sensation of having his prickhead buried between his mom's juicy pussylips.

Carefully, so carefully that he didn't dare to even breathe, he began to undulate. His engorged cocktip rolled in the clutch of her pussy mouth, dipping wetly into the fountain of juices that he hadn't even begun to drink dry.

"Uhhm… mmuuhhh…"

Melanie moaned all over again. Her lips parted, her big nipples blossoming up stiffer than ever to graze his heaving chest. If anything her legs somehow slid even farther apart.

She wanted to be fucked. She was his mother, but she was also the most attractive woman he'd ever known. And it was obvious now that she wanted his cock, even asleep.

Dave grunted, only too willing to please. His hips tugged downward and his prick slid in deeper.

"Unnhh – unnnhhh…"

"Jeez…"

Her pussy seemed to wrap around his prick, melting it in gushes of hot sticky cream as it sank into her. Inch after inch pushed home until at last his nested cockbase ground against her lush cunt fur.

Gasping for breath, he lay like that a moment with his prick totally crammed inside her, fluttering like a bird nestled in a tight, snug grip.

He began to pump back and forth, very gently at first, then faster.

"Maaa… ahhmm… ahhhhh…"

To his sheer disbelief, she arched up. Her pussy rode on his prick with soft, slurping sounds that sucked at him for more. And the fact that she was still asleep made the whole thing more incredible than ever.

Almost instantly the entire length of his aching cockshaft was surging in and out of his mom's sweet hungry pussy, sliding back to the mushroomed rim of its knob and then shoving into her like a spear.

Dave knew absolutely nothing about fucking except what he'd read in books. But his own inexpert plunges were more than enhanced by his mother's pumping ass as she hunched up, drilling herself on his cock.

It was a totally unreal situation. He was actually fucking his mom, and she was fucking him right back… sound asleep! If he hadn't known her better, he would've believed that she knew perfectly well what was happening.

"Fuck… oh fuck, Mom!"

His voice came out rasping and hoarse. Melanie writhed on his prick more furiously than before, lunging up with every downthrust of his hips to meet he full stabbing length of his cockmeat her breath escaped in panting moans, and floods of cuntcream soaking his heavy bobbling balls.

"Guhh – unhhnn! Unnhh!"

Dave hissed blissfully, feeling his load build up to climax in his balls. His cock began to piston into her sucking pussy with vigorous twitching agony, and he knew he was going to explode.

And as if she knew it too, Melanie writhed up in a furious thrashing heave and impaled herself completely, wailing a small soft cry of joy.

"Naaannnhhh!"

"Uhhhh!"

His load of jizz blasted. Cock cream spurted deep in her grasping cunt in long arcs, and she hunched up to take it all.

They hung like that a long moment, Melanie's ass wiggling in the air to soak up every drop, and Dave's face twisted in orgasm as he came in blast after blast.

Then, with a heavy sated sigh, she slumped back on the divan.

His prick slipped free, dripping and drained. And she was still asleep, not even aware that she'd just fucked hex own son's balls dry.

Silently, breathing a whoosh of giddy relief and reaction now that it was over, he slipped off the divan and pulled his pants up.

Now that his cock was limp and satisfied, his fear grew. It seemed to take hours to tie her bikini back in place and Dave honestly didn't know how she could ever miss the fact that her pussy would be dripping with hot syrupy jism when she woke up.

But he was too scared to do anything about that now. At last the bikini was just as it had been before his explorations, and he crept silently from the room.

But he knew, even as he stole out of the den, that he would never again think of his mother in quite the same light that he had before today.

And for the first time, Dave began to wonder if he would ever find a piece of ass as good as his own mom.

"Umm, this salad is delicious!" Donna's voice was an appreciative purr, her sharp green eyes glinting with secretive pleasure as she gazed across the dining table at Melanie. "You'll just have to give the recipe for your dressing, dear. You never told me about this! Honestly, I'm glad we were invited over this evening. And it looks as if Josh is glad too. Darling, you don't have to eat quite so fast."

Josh glanced up from tearing into his steak, his mouth full. "Got to, Mom. We're gonna be late for the show."

She sighed with exasperation and ran a hand briefly across his tousled brown mop of hair. "Oh well, we can't have that, can we? But at least you could take a lesson from Dave's manners. You don't see him wolfing down his meal, do you?"

Dave looked up at mention of his name and grinned.

Josh made a face and shoved back his plate. "Come on, let's go. It's getting dark already."

They rose hastily, noting the time.

"You want us to stay and help clear stuff away?" Dave asked abruptly, ignoring Josh's wince at his offer.

Melanie had to smile, once again pleased at the thoughtful attitude that seemed to be growing every day along with her son's strong body. "No, no. You two just run along to your show and have a good time. We'll get by. Now scoot!"

Obviously relieved, both boys rushed for the door.

"Bye, Mom!"

"It's a double feature, so don't wait up!"

Then they were gone.

They cleared the table, chatting and laughing just as normally as if nothing at all had happened that morning. Her initial unease dwindling away, Melanie had to admit that nothing really had changed. Donna didn't mention the earlier events at all. It was as if they had been merely an insolated incident that was done and over with. Before she knew it, Melanie was feeling much more relaxed and relieved than she'd felt all day.

They had finished the dishes and were just putting the last of the things away, when Melanie turned to face her friend with a sigh of finality. "Well, that's… What'll we do now, with the boys gone?"

"Oh, I suspect we'll find something to keep us occupied."

With an unexpected glint in her eyes now that their chores were done, Donna suddenly slipped a hand around to give her friend's ass a intimate little pat, lingering long enough for an extra squeeze.

"Oh Donna, sometimes I think you're positively depraved! After what happened this morning… well, I think we've caused enough trouble for one day finding ways to occupy ourselves! Aren't you even the least little bit embarrassed about that?"

"What's to be embarrassed about?" The redhead's eyebrows arched, her eyes glittering with impish delight at Melanie's attitude. "We're just two horny women making do with what we've got, so why fight it? And don't pretend you've been fighting very hard either because I happen to know better. Admit it – you're just as horny as I am, whether you like it or not. Do you need more proof?"