Two hot loving Moms

CHAPTER ONE

Carol stared, breathless.

If either her sister or her nephew looked up, they would have seen her standing there. She was not concealed, but standing on suddenly shaking legs in the open doorway.

Bobby was sprawled out on his back, his pants and shorts at his knees, his t-shirt up around his chin. His cock strained up into the air, very hard with a smoothly swollen head. Julie was kneeling between Bobby's legs, running her hands up and down his thighs, her eyes glazed in desire as she watched Bobby's cock jerking.

Carol found it difficult to believe she was seeing this, yet she couldn't deny it. She knew it would be best if she turned and left them but she was frozen in the doorway.

Feeling a throb starting between her thighs, she reached out to support herself with one hand on the doorjamb. Julie gazed at Bobby's cock with fiery eyes, making soft sounds of pleasure as she stroked her palms up and down his thighs, her fingers coming very close to his young balls. Carol didn't feel shock – she felt a strange excitement. Seeing her nephew on his back with his cock standing straight up while Julie leaned over it caused a deep, searing pulsation to start between the lips of her wet cunt. Her clitoris felt as if it were going to throb into orgasm and her tits felt much too swollen to fit inside her bra, her nipples pressing hard at the cups.

"Your cock is so hard, Bobby," she beard Julie purring in a throaty voice. "I love it when your cock gets so hard, baby."

"Are you going to jack me off again, Mom?" Bobby asked, wiggling his hips eagerly.

Hearing the exchange, Carol realized this wasn't the first time her sister had done this with Bobby. Carol felt slightly guilty, as if she were spying, but still she didn't leave.

She watched Julie slide a hand up the inside of Bobby's thigh and touch his balls with the tips of her fingers. She heard the hiss her sister made and saw the quick flare of hunger in her eyes. Carol held her breath as she saw her sister wrap her fingers about Bobby's cock, squeezing it hard enough to make the smooth head bulge.

"Not this time, baby," Julie whispered huskily as she slowly pumped her fist up and down. "I'm not going to jack you off this time."

"But, Mom," Bobby complained, "it feels better when you do it for me."

"I know it does," Julie replied, pumping a bit faster, watching her son's cock flare, beads of moisture forming on his piss hole. "I know it feels very good when I jack you off. But remember my promise to you?"

Carol stared at her nephew's cock, her lips parted slightly as she tried to remain silent. She was watching and listening and her own cunt was on fire, the crotch of her panties drenched with the seeping juices of her cunt. Her tits felt ready to burst from her confining bra as she heard Julie talking to her son and heard his replies.

Bobby nodded his head, his eyes expressing pleasure. "I remember, Mom," Carol heard him say. "Are you gonna do that to me now?" Julie pulled upward on her son's cock, grinning at his eager face, nodding her head.

"I'd love to now, honey."

"Ohh, yeah, Mom!" Bobby groaned, lifting his hips, pressing his hard-on into his mother's fist.

Julie giggled, a childish, naughty sound that Carol remembered from many years ago. Julie had always been a little naughty, she remembered. It was Julie who had always been the more adventurous of the two. It was Julie who never hesitated to lift her skirt, drop her panties, and take a pee whenever and wherever she was. It was Julie who had experienced a hard cock in her cunt first and then assisted Carol in taking a hard cock into her own cunt that first time so many years ago.

It was Julie who had married young and had told Carol the things she and her husband did in bed. It was Julie who always pried into Carol's sex life, wanting to know all the juicy details. Carol had been the bashful sister, yet she had always followed Julie's lead.

Carol should not have been surprised at seeing her sister stroking Bobby's cock and she wasn't really, she was excited. If any mother would jack her son off, it would be Julie, Carol knew. For a moment Carol thought of her own son, Brad, who was in school and the reason she was here in Julie's house now.

When her son called her to say that Bobby had not shown up in school that morning, Carol had first thought he was ill. Julie lived only a block away and it was a simple thing to find out. She and Julie visited almost daily and the two boys were not just cousins, but the closest of friends.

She now leaned against the doorjamb, her knees weak as her legs shook while she watched as her sister cupped Bobby's young balls, tugging at them gently, her other hand moving up and down his hard cock. When Carol saw Julie lean over and dart the tip of her tongue out, she almost gasped aloud. She saw Julie flick the tip of her tongue across her son's cock, licking at the smooth young head. Bobby groaned as he stared down at his mother's face, his expression pure pleasure.

Julie gazed up at her son as she swirled her tongue about the head of his cock, her ass lifting. Julie was fully dressed, wearing a white blouse and skirt, nylons and heels. Carol knew Julie seldom wore panty hose, preferring nylons with a garter belt to hold them up. She wondered if Julie had panties on because she knew sometimes Julie went naked under her skirt.

"Put it in your mouth, Mom," Bobby groaned. "You promised, Mom! You promised you'd put my cock in your mouth!"

"Mmmmm, I know," Julie cooed softly, her lips lightly kissing the head of her son's cock. "And I always keep my promises, don't I?"

"You just gotta keep this promise," Bobby gasped.

"I will," Julie gurgled, swirling her long tongue about the head of his cock. "I will, honey, but let me do it my way. Don't be so eager. Just relax and enjoy it."

Carol wanted to press her hand into her own cunt. It felt so hot and wet between her thighs now and her panties were soaked with the seeping juices of her cunt. But she was afraid to move, almost afraid to breathe. She didn't want Julie or Bobby to hear her, afraid that if they did they would stop. Carol wanted to watch this, wanted to watch her sister suck Bobby's cock. She didn't understand why, but she wanted to watch it all very much.

Julie held Bobby's cock at the base, swirling her tongue up and down the shaft, from his balls to the swollen head. She lapped at the seeping juices of his piss hole. Carol could hear, the soft gurgles, her sister made and the groaning pleasure of her nephew.

Julie slipped her wet lips over the head of her son's cock, her eyes still twinkling up at his young face. Bobby groaned as the wet heat, of his mother's mouth scalded the tit flesh of his cock, Julie slipped her hands up and down her sons hips and thighs, sliding her lips down on the throbbing hardness.

Carol watched hotly as her sister's lips pressed into the base and saw for the first time that Bobby had only a few hairs there. Julie had her son's cock buried all the way inside her mouth. Carol then saw her sister bring a hand up between Bobby's thighs and lift his young balls to her chin, rubbing them there as she twisted her lips about the base of his cock.

Julie made moaning sounds deep in her throat as she sucked hard on her son's prick. Carol's cunt twitched, the hairy lips swollen almost painfully, her clitoris bulging at the wetness of her panties. She couldn't remember her clitoris ever being so hard or the wetness of her cunt so intense.

"Oooooh, Mom!" Bobby groaned.

Julie was sucking up and down on his cock now, making wet sounds. Carol stared at the way her sister's lips stretched so tightly around that hardness, sucking up until it almost came out of her mouth, then diving down again, swallowing it completely. She noticed Julie had thrust her ass into the air now, waving it from side to side, and she heard the whimpers of joy coming from her, too.

Julie lifted her mouth, kissed the head of her son's cock, and asked in a husky voice. "Do you like it?"

"Oh, Mom, it sure feels better than being jacked off!" Bobby grunted.

"Mamma, I know," Julie agreed. "I'd rather suck it off than jack it off, too."

"What if I have to come, Mom?"

"Oh, yes!" Julie gurgled. "Come all you want to, baby."

"In your mouth?" Bobby asked, his eyes wide. "It's okay if I come in your mouth, Mom?"

"Bobby," Julie said in her throaty voice, pulling at his young balls, "I wouldn't suck your cock if I didn't want you to come off in my mouth."

"I can come in your mouth?"

"You damn well better!" Julie giggled.

Carol's mind was reeling. It was the most erotic thing she had ever experienced! The very fact that it was a mother getting ready to fuck her son's cock off was exciting enough but it was even more thrilling because it was her sister and nephew.

Julie twisted her wet, long tongue about her son's cock again, whimpering softly as she tasted it. Her eyes flashed and with a hungry growl as she sucked her son's cock deeply into her mouth once more.

Carol watched with boiling, misty eyes as her sister ran her lips up and down Bobby's hard cock swiftly, from the very base to the swollen head. She saw her nephew twisting his naked ass on the bed, staring at his mother's mouth.

She also saw Julie's uplifted ass trembling with cock-sucking pleasure and listened to her wet sounds of ecstasy.

Bobby was trying hard not to move, fascinated by watching his mother bob her lovely face up and down, her lips burning hit cock, her tongue licking.

Again Julie lifted her mouth.

"You don't have to be still, honey," she said in a whispery voice. "You can move all you want."

With a grunt, Bobby arched his ass up and Carol saw the head of his cock stab between his mother's lips. Julie gave a soft cry of pleasure and let her son fuck her mouth for a while. Then Julie began to ram her mouth down as her son came up. Carol's legs were weakening as she watched. It was intensely fascinating to her, seeing Bobby fucking Julie in her mouth. The sounds coming from Julie sent shivers of feverish pleasure through Carol's body, making her cunt burn with a fierce hunger. Carol licked her lips, almost feeling Bobby's cock in her mouth, too.

Although Carol had sucked cock before, she had never seen anyone else do it. Watching her sister with her mouth filled by a hard cock was exciting her more than she would have suspected. Bobby, as young as he was, didn't have a large cock, and it looked to Carol as if it would be very easy to take his prick completely into her throat. She was hardly aware that she was swallowing time and time again.

Her cunt was burning against the wet crotch of her panties and she felt as if she would come as she watched them. The cheeks of her ass bunched up and then relaxed, only to bunch up again. She squeezed her thighs together and the pressure on her puffy cunt was almost too much for her to stand.

"Suck hard, Mom!" Bobby grunted, ramming his cock up into his mother's mouth. "Suck my cock real hard! Oooh, this is so good, Mom! Your mouth is wet and hot and… Oh, suck it, suck it, Mom!"

Julie was devouring her son's cock hungrily, her lips sliding up and down wetly. Although Julie's eyes were open, they rolled about and had a glazed look in them. Carol had seen that look on her sister's face many times before, usually in the back seat of a car with a boy's hand up her skirt. It meant her sister was about to come. Julie was hunching her hips now, moving as if she had a cock up her cunt, fucking it while sucking on Bobby's cock.

"Mom!" Bobby groaned, his half-naked body shaking. "I don't think I can hold back! It feels like I'm going to come, Mom!"

With a muffled squeal, Julie began to suck faster yet at his cock. She went up and down frantically, twisting her head from side to side as her lips squeezed the hardness. She moaned deep in her throat and Carol watched her sister struggling to bring the hot come juice out of Bobby's balls.

With a groan, Bobby came.

Carol knew he was coming because she saw his balls draw up tight, then watched them pulsate. She heard the wet swallowing sounds Julie made and saw her throat working. Bobby moaned and twisted about as his cock flooded his mother's mouth. Julie had shaved her hands behind her son's ass, her fingers clutching the tight cheeks, lifting him up, drawing his gushing cock deeply into her mouth. Her eyes were closed now as her face took on the expression of a woman experiencing the utmost ecstasy.

As Bobby finished squirting into his mother's mouth, Carol finally began to move. She slipped away silently, going through the house and out the front door. She stood outside in the bright sunlight, undecided. She knew she should return home, yet something held her there. A glance at her watch said it was only eleven in the morning. She could return home, but Carol knew that once she was alone in her home, there was nothing to prevent her from stripping her clothing from her now-feverish body and finger-fucking herself raw. But Carol didn't enjoy finger fucking herself, not when she was alone. She stared at the closed front door, her finger hesitating near the bell. Surely Julie and Bobby would be finished now. Maybe Julie was in the kitchen, preparing herself a glass of iced tea, a beverage she drank summer and winter. Maybe Bobby was taking a shower. She found herself forming a mental image of him behind the glass doors, seeing him washing his cock and balls and ass, thinking he was alone. She pictured him maybe sneaking his hand down and jacking on his cock. She shivered.

She punched the doorbell.

It seemed a long time before Julie opened the door.

"Carol! You know you don't have to ring that damned bell," Julie said as she looked, at her sister. "You've never done it before, why now?"

Carol shrugged her shoulders her straining tits moving in a tight way.

"Brad called that Bobby wasn't in school," she said, entering the house. "I wondered if he was ill or something."

Julie sat on the couch, her iced tea on the coffee table. "No, I had something for him to do. He'll be leaving in a few minutes. I just called the school."

Carol sat at the other end of the couch, feeling nervous. She felt her sister's eyes on her and wondered if Julie had known she was in the house earlier. A faint blush crept over her face, but not because of shame. It was because her cunt was still on fire, her emotions swimming about with erotic desire.

"You seem nervous, Carol," she heard Julie say. "Is anything wrong?"

"No," Carol said, hearing her voice quiver. "I have something on my mind."

"Want to talk about it?" Julie asked.

Carol looked her sister square in the eye. "I'd love to talk about it, Julie, but…"

"Hey, this is Julie," her sister said. "We don't have secrets from each other. We've always talked about things, Carol. It's a bit late to clam up now, don't you think?"

"It's kind of personal, Julie."

Carol wasn't sure, but she thought her sister's eyes had glanced at her full tits, then down at her thighs.

"Want some iced tea?" Julie offered.

"No, I'd…"

She felt Julie's eyes on her. She wrung her hands in her lap and the movement caused her skirt to ride past her knees. She tugged at it, wondering why she was bothering. She and Julie had seen each other naked many times and neither had been modest in front of the other.

Bobby came into the room, causing Carol to stop talking. She tried not to look at him, but found her eyes going to the front of his pants. She jerked them away when she realized Julie was watching her closely.

"I gotta go now, Mom," Bobby said, kissing his mother's check.

Julie patted her son on his ass. "Hurry straight home when school is out, honey. Remember?"

"Yeah," Bobby grinned, and Julie saw his eyes gleam.