Paul Gable - Mom_s twin sins

"I-I'm g-glad I took you two out of that school," Sheila stammered as she tried to get control of herself.

"Well, anyway I went over to Fred Jordan's place for a couple of hours. We yakked for a while, then I decided to grab a burger after I left Fred's place. That's when those fuckers started in," John said bitterly as he clenched his fists and pounded the armrest of the couch violently.

"Where?" Sheila asked, slowly opening her legs and loosening her dressing gown. Flashes of searing heat ripped through her body, and Sheila needed some cooling relief. She felt something hot and wet trickling through her wiry pussy hairs and oozing down her thigh. Would John notice the glistening rivulets of pussy juice that were beginning to appear on her legs?

"At the burger stand. I didn't even get a chance to order before those bastards started in, saying things about you and – and me and Bob and…" John said, lowering his head and flushing red with shame.

"Oh my God!" Sheila said, holding her hand to her mouth. She felt as if the whole world had been looking into the bedroom as she and her younger son fucked.

"I know it's sick, but that's what those guys are sayin'. And I didn't want to take 'em all on. So, I got up and walked out. But they followed me home, calling out things from the car. And you know the rest," John said sullenly as he looked back up at his mother. "MOM!" he cried out suddenly, jumping to his feet and staring at her in honor.

"I need you, John. Oh, G-g-godddd!" Sheila moaned.

She dropped all pretense of motherly respectability now. Her robe was completely opened now, hanging loosely from her shoulders as she ran the fingers of both hands slowly up and down her hot, hairy pussylips. Juice poured freely now from her hot hole, wetting her sweaty thighs and slender fingers as she hunched up from the chair and rolled her ass from side to side.

"Don't, Mom! Don't!" John wailed, riveting his eyes on her steamy box and bouncing titties as Sheila continued to roll, buck, heave and moan.

"Fuck me! Fuuuucccckkkk MEBEBE!" Sheila cried out, dipping her forefinger into her cunt and scraping her membranes with the tip.

"Shit!" John said as he lowered his hand and slowly unzipped the fly in his Levi's.

"Take out your cock. I want to see your cock," Sheila moaned like a bitch in heat as she felt her mushy snatch fire up faster and hotter.

"We shouldn't…" John started to say as he reached into his fly and yanked out his long, hot prick. Sheila gasped as she saw his prick jerk frenziedly in the air.

"Take off all your clothes, Johnny, I want to see your balls," Sheila groaned as she felt her snatch walls clamp down hard on her invading digits.

John closed his eyes and let out a low groan as he unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down to his ankles.

"Ohhhhh!" Sheila groaned as she imagined how her son's dick would feel as it sank through her blood-engorged membranes like a hot poker through a tub of butter. John rocked back and forth on his heels like a drunken sailor, closing his eyes as he rubbed his dick slowly with his hand. Sheila watched her son as if she were hypnotized. Droplets of pre-cum oozed out of his piss-slit as his balls bounced and jangled with every upward jerk his cock made.

"Those fuckin' kids were right, then, weren't they? You want my dick bad, right?" John said almost savagely.

"Johnny, don't be mad. Bobby didn't mind it when we…" Sheila started to say, then stopped herself. But it was too late. John had already guessed what she was going to say.

"Bobby? Then you've been fuckin' around with my younger brother before me?" John asked angrily as he bent down and stepped out of his Levi's.

"Johnny, I…" Sheila started.

"Don't bother talkin' to me," he said, pulling off his shirt and socks. "You're gonna be too busy moanin' to be explainin' about Bobby," John said as he ran over to the couch and wrapped his powerful hands around Sheila's thighs.

"What…?" Sheila asked nervously as John picked her up from the couch and slid her down to the floor. "Ummmmmmm!" she groaned as she felt her son's fingers inch their way back across her firm asscheeks toward her exposed snatch. He finally found her big, hot hole and ran his fingertips back and forth across the slick, sensitive membranes that shivered with his touch.

"Ohhh, yeah, Mom," John hissed from between his tightly clenched teeth as he hunched down and lowered his thighs until the tip of his cock brushed against Sheila's buttocks.

"Ohhhhh,yesssss!" Sheila cried as she felt two of John's fingers slip past her puffy twatlips and inch their way into her hot box. They scraped her slick pussy membranes gently, tugging at the trembling walls of her snatch as his prick jerked crazily against her ass.

"I've been wantin' to fuck you for a long time, Mom," John admitted as he pulled her cuntlips further and further apart.

"Oh! Oh! Ohhhhhhh!" Sheila cried out with increasing fury as she felt sparks of unspeakable sexual lust sear through her fiery pussy and blast up to her twitching nipples.

"But now I'm gonna get what I've been wantin for a while," John grunted huskily as he slid his fingers out and up her hot slash until they bumped against his swollen, beating clit.

"Wawwwwwhhhh!" Sheila shrieked as John took her tiny organ between his fingers and began squeezing it gently. He tugged at it, strumming it like a guitar string. It made her pussy contract and spasm with each flick of his finger. Sheila opened her mouth and gasped for breath as she reached up and squeezed her flopping titties for relief. She felt torrent after hot torrent of cunt juice seep out of her finger-fucked snatch as John banged his prick closer and closer to her pussy.

"Easy, Mom, easy," John said quietly as he positioned his cock for the first forward thrust.

"Fuck me!" Sheila whispered hoarsely as she raised her legs as high as she could. Her thighs trembled with excited anticipation as sweat poured freely from her face and neck. "I said fuck me!" Sheila shouted as a mind-blasting series of spasms ripped through her aching, juicing pussy.

"I knew I'd have you beggin' for it," her son grunted.

"Please! God. Please! I want your prick stuffed inside my snatch n-nnowwwww!" Sheila demanded as she closed her eyes and squeezed her snatchlips together.

John plucked and strummed his mother's stiffened clit faster now as he hunched up and forward, battering her swollen labes with his pulsating, purple cockhead. Finally, the tip of his cock pushed past his mother's tightly compressed, swollen pussylips and started to drive down her long, sucking fuck tunnel.

"Yes! Right! Ohhhh, God! That's it!" Sheila cried out as she grunted and pushed up with her thighs.

John continued to slide his prick further into her snatch as Sheila's belly heaved and trembled in response. Sheila inhaled sharply, then realized that the room smelled of cunt juice and sweat as John continued to groan and shove his mammoth dong deeper and deeper into her hot hole.

"Fuck me! Ohhhh,fuckin' God! Drive that goddamned prick down my pussy! Ohhhhh, shiiiittttttt!" Sheila cried out.

She didn't care if the whole neighborhood heard. She didn't care if all those boys who'd tried to fuck her suddenly broke down the door and saw what she and her son were doing. The way Sheila felt now, she'd take on the whole lot of them after her son had finished dumping his load in her snatch. All Sheila cared about was her aching pussy and the cock that was about to take care of the unbearable itch that gripped her clit.

"Fuck! Fuck!" John shouted.

"Ohhhhh!" Sheila screamed as she felt his cockhead screw up her box and drill further into her gut.

Sheila jerked wildly on the carpeted living room floor, throwing her arms and ass high in the air. She squeezed her cuntal muscles together continually, milking John's sinking prick. He was finally in her! Her son was finally in her! She smiled broadly as she screwed her ass into the carpeting. Sheila groaned over and over as she felt his cock begin to slide in and out of her cunt. There was the steady rhythm of his cockhead pressing against her pussy walls as his balls swung back and forth and slapped her ass. Sheila thought she'd never been happier in her life.