Paul Gable - Mom_s twin sins

"Bobby?" she whispered softly into the darkened room.

All she could hear was the even breathing of her sleeping son. Sheila knew she should step out of the room and go back downstairs. But the blonde stared at her young son, lying sprawled across his bed. The shade was up, and the moonlight streamed into the room and reflected off Bobby's naked body. It was the first time Sheila had seen him naked since he'd matured, and the sight took her breath away. Her eyes shot down to his crotch and she saw a forest of thickly matted blond pubic hair bushing above an incredibly hefty cock. Sheila tiptoed forward, moving until she was only inches away from his muscular right leg. She saw that his cock was a smooth spear, unblemished by knobby veins or a wrinkled foreskin. Its head was almost perfectly rounded except at the base, where it flared out like a big mushroom cap.

"Jesus!" Sheila cried out softly as she felt her nipples twitch and tingle under her bathrobe. She could hardly breathe as her cunt contracted and spasmed. Juice dripped out of her steaming hole as Sheila slowly unfastened her bathrobe and let it slip off her shoulders to the floor. She couldn't control herself any more. She was going to seduce her own son right now before she could have any second thoughts about it.

"Bobby!" Sheila called out as she reached down and started trailing her fingers lightly across his soft, long dick.

"Mmmmmm," the boy moaned in his sleep as Sheila reached the thick base of his cock. Her heart jumped up in her throat as his prick began to twitch and stiffen under her light massaging.

"Bobby, Bobby, Bobby," Sheila repeated in a soft, husky voice while she stroked her son's cock into a full erection. The boy was still asleep, but was growing restless under Sheila's cock-stroking. "Ohhhhh," Sheila moaned as she felt the slippery coating of cock juice that began to ooze around the boy's prickhead. Her body trembled while her pussy grew hotter and hotter. "Ummmmmmm," Sheila groaned again. Her snatch was steaming like an iron and growing wetter while her tits were driving her crazy. She prayed that Bobby would wake up and attack her like a crazed sex maniac.

"Ummmm," Bobby groaned again, waking up slowly and opening his eyes. He smiled at first, then suddenly realized what was happening and sat up quickly. "Mom! Mom, what's going on?" he cried out.

"Oh God, Bobby. I can't help it. I want your cock! I want your dick in my snatch now," Sheila whispered desperately, still stroking her son's dick.

"Don't!" Bobby said, reaching down and trying to yank Sheila's hand from his jerking cock. "Don't you remember what you promised us?" Bobby wailed as his cock jerked frenziedly under Sheila's expert massaging.

"I don't care. It wasn't fair of you both to make me swear to something like that. Besides, what happened wasn't all my fault. You know that," Sheila pleaded, noticing that Bobby's protests were growing weaker as she twisted and swirled her fingers around his hot, throbbing dong.

"Maybe not, but I'm your own son," the boy cried as Sheila dug her little finger into his piss-slit, drawing up more of the sticky fluid.

"That makes it more exciting," Sheila said, sliding her hand down under the base of Bobby's cock to the boy's hot balls. She watched her son close his eyes and wince in delight as she squeezed the leathery sac gently with her caressing hand.

"Ohhhh, Mom," Bobby moaned, falling back on the bed and wriggling slowly across the sheet.

"Oh God!" Sheila responded. This was more than she had expected. Sheila thought Bobby would curse her; would stand up on the bed and slap her to the floor. She thought she'd have one hell of a time convincing him to fuck her. But this was too easy to believe. It took all of a few minutes to turn her son into a pleading, moaning, sex-crazed stud. She wondered how long it would take John to fall.

"Please, come down here so I can -fuck you!" Bobby cried out suddenly as he reached up and wrapped his powerful hands around her waist.

"Ugh!" Sheila cried out as she crashed to the bed.

Before she knew what was happening, Sheila felt her son spread her legs apart as far as he could and inch up toward her steaming snatch. Bobby's knees brushed the upper inner surfaces of her sweating thighs as he leaned forward and ran his tongue up her naked belly. Up it went, licking over her hot skin until it banged up against the bottoms of her swelling, twitching tits.

"Ohhhhh!" Sheila cried as Bobby's sensuous tongue slopped up and down between her heaving boobs. Suddenly she felt the boy's mouth slide up from her cleavage and inch over to the nippled end of her right tit. Sheila held her breath as she felt Bobby's lips brush across the taut, brown nipple, then clamp tightly around the hard nubbin and suck wildly at it.

"Ahhh! Ohhhh! Suck it! Suck it!" Sheila cried as she felt electric flashes of sexual heat rip loose from her tits and shoot down to her juicy pussy. "Aiyeeeeee! Aiyeeeeeee!" Sheila screeched crazily as she felt her clit swell and beat in sympathy to Bobby's insistent, hard tit-sucking.

"Mmmgffffff!" Bobby cried, refusing to let go of the hard nipple.

Sheila continued to scream and moan as she felt her son's teeth nibble gently on the hard, brown skin while her tongue lashed back and forth over her nipple. She reached down and wrapped her slender fingers around his jerking cock, milking it frenziedly with one hand while she rolled his hot balls from side to side with the other. The two of them moaned loudly, and Sheila was afraid that maybe she was rocketing him too quickly toward climax. She was hot, but not that hot. She wanted to feel her tits fly off and her box clamp down shut on her son's dick like the jaws of a shark when she came.

"Jesus, Mom! Fuck, don't do that! I swear I'll cum all over your tits if you keep jacking me off like that," Bobby said as he pushed Sheila's hands away.

Sheila let go of the cock reluctantly, moving her hands down her belly to her puffy cuntlips and stroking the sensitive, fluttering flaps gently with her fingertips. She felt her snatchlips sputter like exposed electric wires with each stroke she gave them. Her cunt smoldered with sexual fire, while her asscheeks quivered and sweated with anticipation. The unbearable ache in her clit was driving her up the wall.

"My clit! My clit!" Sheila shrieked as she drove her fingers deep into her snapping twat, then slid them up until she gripped her tiny stiff mound of sparking flesh and jerked it from one side to the other.

"I'll take care of that," Bobby said huskily as he lowered his head again, inching backward on the bed until his mouth was even with her hot cunt. "Shit, it's like sticking my head into a blast furnace," Bobby said as he reached forward and peeled back her fat, hot cuntlips with his fingers.

"Uhhhhh! Unnnnhhhhhh!" Sheila cried wildly as she felt the cold air rush into her hot fuck tunnel. "Ohhhh,g-g-goddddddd!" Bobby moaned as he threw his mother's legs higher into the air. He pushed his head between his mother's silky thighs, nuzzling through the tight curls on her quivering mound and opening his mouth wide. Sheila propped her head up and watched in heated fascination as her son closed his eyes and stuck out his tongue. Her pussy suddenly became electrically charged, sparking wildly as Bobby's tongue flicked teasingly at her wiry cunthairs.

"Uhhhhh! Ohhh,don't tease! Aiyeeee, shiiiit! Fuckin' Jeeeeesus, don't t-tteeeeaaaassseeee!"

Bobby chuckled deep in his throat as his mother dug her head and asscheeks deep into the groaning, sweat and cunt-juice-stained mattress. Then he dove forward even further, sinking his teeth into the swollen, fleshy lips. At the same time the boy jammed his pointed tongue into her trembling snatch. Sheila froze for a second, then broke out into a wild series of thrashing and twisting motions when she felt Bobby's tongue sliding across her throbbing clit. Sheila locked her legs around his neck and shoved his face against her bucking, feverish cunt in a burst of uncontrollable lust.