Paul Gable - Mom_s twin sins

"Hey, wait a minute. You mean she's been screwin' you too?" John asked as he looked sharply at his mother.

"Not regularly. I mean, we just made it this afternoon," Frank said as he took her stiffening nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pinched it slightly.

"Cut it out, Frank," Sheila said, brushing his hand away from her boob. "Listen, Johnny. I know what I promised you and your brother. But the whole deal wasn't fair," Sheila said, guessing what was going on in the boy's mind.

"I know – but…?" he started to say.

"Listen to me first. I'm a young woman, and I've got natural drives just as strong as yours. You wouldn't like it if I told you you couldn't fuck any more, would you?" Sheila asked as she walked up to her pouting son and put her arms around his neck.

"But this was different," John said sullenly.

"Yes, I guess so," Sheila said, sighing deeply. "But it still wasn't all my fault. Your father pushed me into it. I know, I could've backed out. And maybe I should have. But in any case, I shouldn't have been put up on the cross alone. I've paid my penance already. It's time for me to come out of the hole again, Johnny. Please, try to understand," Sheila begged as she pulled her son forward and pressed him against her tits.

"Your mother's right," Frank said sympathetically. "Let her lead her own life."

Sheila pushed her son gently back and looked pleadingly into John's eyes. She was going to do what she wanted whether he approved or not. But it would make her feel better if he consented.

"You're both right," he finally said, smiling gently at his mother, then looking over at Frank. "Bobby and I shouldn't have made her promise anything."

"That's water under the bridge now," Frank said, rubbing his hands together excitedly. "Right now, why can't we have a little celebration?" he suggested, lowering his hands and groping at his bulging crotch.

"Isn't it a little too soon?" Sheila said, looking over at John's limp prick.

"With a little inspiration, I think she's ready to go," the boy said, reaching down and stroking the full length of his hanging dick.

To Sheila's surprise, the pussy-plugger jerked with the boy's first touch. Her frustrated cunt began to fire up again as she watched John's dick slowly grow longer and stiffer, raising itself in the air until it was poking out at a ninety-degree angle.

"And I think she's readier than you," Frank said as he walked up to Sheila and ran his forefinger down her belly until it touched the top of her cunt.

"Oh!" the blonde cried as she felt tiny electric sparks sputter across her swelling clit.

"Come on. Let's get something going," Johnny said excitedly as he ran over to the couch and tore the cushions off, flinging them to the floor.

Meanwhile, Frank had clamped his mouth to Sheila's lips and was jamming his thick tongue into her hot, sucking throat. His hands wandered over her tits, mashing in her nipples, then sliding down to her thighs and around to her firm asscheeks as Sheila hunched forward and rubbed her fat labes against the growing bulge in Frank's pants.

"Move back a little," John said as he crawled under his mother's spread, dripping box. Frank stepped to one side, still digging his tongue into Sheila's mouth and kneading her asscheeks as John ran his hands up his mother's trembling legs. Sheila felt her son's hands sliding over the rivers of cunt juice flowing from her leg, crawling up to her musky box.

"Unnnnghhhhhhh!" Sheila cried out, breaking away from Frank's tight lip-grip as John's fingers reached her crotch. "Ohhhh, fuckin' Jeeesus! Nnnhhhh! Fuck meeeee!"

"God! You really worked your mother up! Better take better care of her the next time you fuck her," Frank said as he pulled away from Sheila and unbuttoned his trousers. The woman nearly fell forward, rocking crazily back and forth on her heels as John shoved his mouth up and across her snatchlips.

"Aiyeeeee!" Sheila screamed, nearly crashing to the floor as she felt her son's lips softly milking her fluttering cuntlips.

"Watch it or she'll pop off right now," Frank warned as he pushed his trousers down to his knees.

Sheila opened her eyes and saw the man's long, thick cock jerk up suddenly into the air. It twitched crazily and oozed drops of jizz freely from its piss-slit. Frank's dick was more beautiful than she remembered it. And now there was another cock only inches away from any one of her hot holes. Two dicks about to blast into her body! Sheila wished that Bobby were here. That was the only thing missing that would make her happiness complete.

"Ohhhhh!" Sheila groaned, feeling her cunt grow hotter and hotter like an overheated, overworked steam engine. She wanted Frank's prick up her pussy, plunging into her fuck tunnel while John blasted into her shitter again.

"Mmmmfffffffff!" John cried out, his words muffled by Sheila's puffy, hairy snatchlips. The vibrations from his mouth crashed through the woman's fluttering pussy walls and made her cry out in delighted sexual ecstasy.

"Ahhhhh!" Sheila groaned, lowering her snatch down hard into John's face as she felt his tongue wriggle up to her erect clit and rub across its slickened top.

"Christ! She's so hot she'll burn our cocks up," Frank said as he pulled his shirt and socks off John slid out from under his mother and moved around to the front, pressing her tightly against his body as he reached up and milked his mother's big tits.

"Smell this, Johnny," Frank said as he reached around the boy's powerful thighs and dug three fingers into Sheila's pussy.

"Ahhhh!" the woman groaned in delight, snapping her legs together and temporarily trapping the man's hand between her puffy labes.

"Wow!" John cried out as Frank yanked his fingers out of her box with a loud pop, then moved them up under the boy's nose. "Good and hot too!"

"Finger lickin' good," Frank said, opening his mouth and lapping at his juice-dripping fingers.

"Please, do something!" Sheila finally groaned.

"Get her down on the cushions," John suggested as he backed away from his mother.

"Good idea, kid. I'd like her to suck my cock for a while," Frank said as he shoved Sheila to her knees, then down on her back. In seconds Sheila was flat on the cushions, her legs wriggling in the air as John knelt between her hot thighs and jammed his thick tongue deep into her dark, hairy snatch. Frank was up a little higher, his powerful legs pressing against her tits while his big, leathery balls rested on her upturned chin.

"Ummmmm! Ohhhhhh!" Sheila groaned as she felt John's long tongue ream out her fuck hole. At the same time, Frank trailed the drooling tip of his dong across the blonde's parted lips, leaving a tiny glistening trail of pre-cum on her mouth.

"Want to suck my cock, bitch?" Frank asked as his breathing became heavier and sweat poured freely from his forehead and armpits. Sheila looked up at the man and watched his muscular, hairy chest heave irregularly. The thick veins that wrapped themselves around his dick throbbed more irregularly every second, threatening to tear through the tightly stretched, reddened skin as he pulled, tugged and stroked his dick faster and faster.

"Yes, God, yessss! I want your fuckin' cock jammed in my mouth!" Sheila screeched.

"You got it, baby," Frank said huskily as he wrapped both hands around his hole-plugger, bending it down until its flanged head was aimed directly at Sheila's tonsils. In one powerful move, Frank hunched forward and drove his cock into the woman's mouth, shoving down until it slammed against the back of her sucking throat.

"Mmmmfffff!" Sheila grunted, almost gagging from the sudden invasion of dickmeat.

Frank's knob was so thick and slick that it almost made her vomit. But Sheila managed to control herself, clamping her lips down tightly on the plunging prick and sucking as hard as she could while she reached up and cupped the man's hanging balls in her right hand.