Two hot loving Moms

CHAPTER FOUR

Carol was still awake when Brad came home from the movies.

She had bathed and dressed, pleased to find she experienced no sense of shame or guilt. If Julie could suck Bobby's cock off, then she could, too. It had been some time since she tasted a cock in her mouth, not to mention her cunt, and it had been heaven. She felt almost satisfied – there was still a need inside her and she wanted more hard cock.

She wore a clinging nylon gown, one that held her tits in lacy fabric, her light-brown hippies visible. The gown clung to her body, outlining it with all the succulent curves and hollows. Her thighs and legs were long and shapely, the gown clinging to them, too. Although only her nipples showed, and then only in a shadowy way, she looked very seductive.

She was draped on the couch as the front door opened, and Brad stepped in. He stopped short when he saw his mother, his eyes opening wide.

Carol grinned at her son, unable to keep the erotic gleam out of her eyes. She watched him close the door and then she lifted one knee, the clinging gown outlining her thighs. She watched her son's eyes fix upon the straining top of her gown and her nipples poked hard at it. Carol lowered her eyes to the front of his pants, licking her lips suggestively. Then she looked back to his face.

"Don't look so shy, honey?" she murmured softly. "I thought you might… I'm glad you hurried home, darling."

"What's going on, Mom?" Brad asked, his voice changing huskily.

"You don't know, darling?" Carol asked, her voice throaty as she ran a hand up her stomach and circled her tits, then moved the tip of her finger about her lips. "You really don't know what's going on?"

She saw the front of his pants starting to stick out and she moved her eyes to it. She watched as his cock began to protrude against his pants, pleased that he was getting hard-on from looking at her. She felt her eyes become hazy and the desire to have her son's cock in her hand was strong, very strong. She rested one hand on a tit, her fingers cupping it lightly, stretching her other hand out for Brad.

"Come close, honey," she whispered. "Please, come close to me."

Brad came toward her, his eyes moving up and down her body, his cock elongated along the front of his pants. The desire to grip her son's cock was powerful, yet she hesitated. When she had grabbed him before he left for the movies, Brad had not jerked away or given her a strange look. Yet she needed her son to give her some sign that he wanted her. She spread her fingers on her tit, making her nipple strain up between them. She watched his eyes and saw that hot gleam come into them.

Brad was trembling, staring at his mother's nipple. Carol cupped her encased tit and squeezed it hard, making her nipple thrust out more. She took his wrist in her other hand and watching his face closely as she placed his palm upon her tit.

"Touch me, baby," she whispered. "Please, touch me."

Brad grinned, nervously, but she felt his fingers squeeze her tit. Carol moaned softly and her eyes almost closed. She felt her nipple burn at the palm of his hand. She placed her hand on top of his and smashed it down onto her tit. She groaned as she squeezed again. She felt her son trembling and she slipped her other hand to his leg. She squeezed Brad's thigh and then moved her hand between his legs. Brad was holding his breath, but he was squeezing and feeling of her tit. She moved her hand up the inside of her son's thighs and felt the heat of his crotch.

She paused with her hand only an inch from his crotch, looking up into his eyes.

"Brad," she whispered throatily. "Oh, Brad! Honey… baby, please touch mother!"

His hands shook as he peeled the top of her nylon gown off her tits. She watched him with smoldering eyes as he gasped in delight, looking at her naked tits, his mouth parted with surprise, with awe.

Carol sighed in pleasure when her son cupped both her naked tits, feeling them, his fingers closing tightly. She closed her eyes, purring as she moved her palm into his crotch. She felt his balls inside his pants, finding them a bit larger than Bobby's, full and swollen. She rubbed, then drew her fingers along the shaft of his straining cock. Brad made a gurgling sound as he arched his hips forward, fondling his mother's naked tits eagerly.

"Oh, God…! Brad!"

Carol pressed her hand at her son's cock, trying to feel it through his pants, rubbing feverishly. Her other hand jerked at the long gown, drawing it over drawing it over her thighs and to her waist. Brad stared hard at his mother's thighs and hairy cunt. She felt his cock lurch again her hand and she feverishly began to open his pants.

"I want it, darling!" she groaned. "Ohhh, baby, I want it so much! Let me see it, Brad? Let me take it out and see, feel it!"

She almost tore his pants in her haste. When she had the fly open, she shoved her hand inside swiftly and reached into his shorts. She found his cock, hard and hot, and pulled it from his pants. The head was beautiful, so smooth and swollen, his piss hole beaded with juice. She closed her fingers about her son's cock, gripping it very tightly, feeling it throb, and began to pump back and forth, watching the head bulge.

"Ohhh, beautiful darling!" she hissed. "You have a beautiful cock! I want it, Brad! Mother wants your hard, beautiful cock!"

She twisted her ass, opening her thighs wide. The pink lips of her cunt glistened wetly, her clitoris arching from the hairy folds.

"Mom," Brad groaned in a thick, husky voice, staring at her pussy. "Oh, Mom, look at that!"

"You look at it, baby," she whimpered, jacking on his hard cock swiftly. "You look at mother… look all you want! Oh, darling, I need this so much!"

"Can I… Mom, can I touch it?"

"Yes!" she hissed, flinging her legs wide, arching her crotch up. "Feel it! Feel me up, Brad! Ohhh, baby, do anything you want with me, to me!"

She clung desperately to her son's cock as he leaned over, still gripping one of her exposed tits. His other hand moved hotly down her body and through the thick hair of her pussy. Brad began panting as he felt the wet heat of his mother's cunt. He rubbed up and down, his palm becoming slippery with the seeping fluids. Carol whined and churned her ass up and down, straining her cunt into her son's hand.

"Stick a finger in me!" she hissed. "Shove a finger up my pussy, darling…! Shove your finger up mother's cunt!"

Brad seemed much too quick. His finger slipped along her swollen clitoris and dove into the tight, steaming wetness of his mother's cunt. Carol gave a gasp, her hips arching up, her eyes popping open wide.

"Oh, God!" she gasped with surprise.

Her cunt had lurched into orgasm as soon as his finger penetrated her pussy. It throbbed and contracted, sucking on his finger. Her body shook as she came, her eyes glazed with the unexpected ecstasy. Her hips began to grind and she clutched his hard cock as hard as she could.

Brad seemed amazed at what her cunt was doing, his eyes gazing between her thighs. Carol clung to his cock desperately as she came, her hips twisting, ass churning up and down. She moaned with the surprise of this sudden ecstasy.

"Oh, Brad!" she moaned. "I'm coming! My God… you're making mother come so soon!"

Brad held his hand still, watching his mother's cunt sliding up and down on his finger, the hairy lips gripping and squeezing. His cock throbbed in her clenched fist.

"Mom… I'm… I think… oh, Mom!" The spurting of came juice erupted from his piss hole. With a cry, Carol jerked at her son's cock, making him splash the hot, thick juice over her tits. She cried out softly as she felt the wetness coating her nipples, the creamy swells. She began to pump her fist frantically on his cock, making him spew more and more, her tits becoming coated with his scalding, glistening juices. She pulled his cock to her tits, rubbing the piss hole about her sensitive nipples and mewling softly, smearing the juices about her tits, still humping her son's finger. She fucked her chin down and watched as she smeared his prick about her titties and nipples, her eyes dazed with pleasure.

"I didn't mean… Mom, I'm sorry," Brad said, contrite.

"Oh, don't be sorry!" she said quickly, pressing his cock between her tits. "It was wonderful, Brad! I loved it, honey. It felt so very good. I don't mind at all."

She sat up, her gown falling to her waist. She was naked from the waist up, her tits swollen and wet with come juice. Her long legs were exposed as was the hair of her pussy. She wrapped her arms about her son's hips and pulled his cock tightly into her tits.

Shoving his shirt up, she kissed at his stomach, flicking his flesh with her tongue. She moaned in pleasure when her son hugged her head to his stomach. She cupped his ass, feeling the tight cheeks through his pants. Drawing her hands to the front of his pants, she opened his belt and pulled them downward. Drawing back, she looked at her son, seeing his cock and balls far the first time. She sucked in a hiss of air as she looked at them closely, seeing his balls dangling. She saw a few straggly hairs at the base of his cock and then noticed he was beginning to harden again.

The desire to take his cock into her mouth was so strong she had to swallow, making a wet sound. But, as much as she wanted to suck her son's cock, she wanted it inside her cunt even more. She shoved his pants and shorts from his feet andthen removed his shirt. Brad allowed her to strip him, his young body trembling with anticipation. She felt her cunt quivering against the cushions of the couch, getting ready to take his cock.

With her son naked, Carol couldn't resist the impulse to kiss his prick at least once. She moved her face down and forward and Brad placed his hands on her shoulders. She knew he was watching her, she could feel his eyes on her face. She pursed her lips and placed them against the shaft of his slowly hardening cock. Kissing Brad's prick sent a hot shiver down to her cunt and she almost came again.

Then, with a hungry cry, she flung her arms about his hips and clutched the naked cheeks of his ass, digging her fingers into the flesh. She pressed her face into his cock and balls, moaning with bubbling hunger.

She looked up at him, her eyes wet, swimming with erotic desire.

"Fuck me, Brad," she whispered. "Please, honey, fuck mother."

Brad's cock throbbed against her chin, his young face glowing with eagerness.

"Really, Mom?" he asked, not believing it. "I can really fuck you?"

"I want it so much, baby," she said breathlessly, working her fingers on his naked ass cheeks. "I want you to fuck me so very much."

She pulled away from him, slumping back on the couch, her ass hanging over the cushions. She spread her legs, making sure her gown was high, her cunt revealed. She looked up at him with smoldering, half-closed eyes. Framing her cunt with both hands, she offered it to her son.

Brad lost his nervousness. He gazed between his mother's thighs and at her cunt. His cock strained up in full hardness again.

"Now!" she hissed, twisting her hips. "Ram it to me now, baby! Ohh, Brad… fuck, me now! Fuck mother hard and fast! Hurry, Brad! Ram your sweet, hard cock up mother's cunt and fuck me hard!"

Brad grabbed his cock in his fist and moved between her thighs swiftly. He was panting as he placed the round head of his cock against the scaring heat of his mother's cunt. With a lunge, he drove his prick into her.

Carol cried out with the sudden penetration, feeling his cock stretching the lips of her sensitive cunt, then feeling it puncture her deeply. When his balls banged at the cheeks of her ass, she gave a soft scream and grabbed his hips. Jerking him forward, she rammed her greedy cunt onto his cock brutally.

"Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it!" she bellowed mindlessly. "Fact mother in the cunt! Fuck mother's hot cunt! Ram that cock up mother's wet, hot pussy and fuck me good, Brad!"

Brad, feeling the heat of his mother's pussy wrapped about his cock, placed his hands on her hips and began to plunge back and forth. Carol gripped his hips, jerking him inward as she lifted her cunt to him.

"Oooo, fuck it hard, baby!" she squealed, grinding and twisting and bouncing up to meet his cock. "Ram that cock deep! Oh, God, baby… it's heaven! Fuck me! Fuck mother! Your beautiful cock is so hard and it fills mother's cunt so sweetly! Oooohhhh, give it all to me… every fucking hard inch! Mother's cunt wants it all, balls and all… pounding into it!"

"Mom! Oh, Mom!" Brad grunted, straining his cock as deep as he could into the blistering heat of her cunt. "It's… it's so good, Mom! You feel so good!"

"Say it!" Carol hissed, jerking his hips forward as she smashed her hairy cunt at the base, his balls smashing at the cheeks of her ass. "Say cunt! Say mother's cunt feels good on your cock… tell me you love to fuck mother's hot cunt!"

"I do!" Brad groaned, slamming his hips hard, feeling his mother's silky thighs against his hips. "I love your cunt, Mom! I love to have my cock up your cunt! I love to fuck your hot cunt, Mom!"

Carol gurgled with delight, squeezing her thighs against him, lifting them and drawing them back to her shoulders, her ass churning and thrashing as he fucked harder and faster.

"Yes, yes!" she whimpered. "Tell me you love it! Tell me you love mother's cunt! Tell me you love to fuck mother's hot cunt with your hard cock!"

"I love to fuck you, Mom!" Brad gasped. "I love to fuck your hot cunt with my hard cock!"

Carol's emotions went wild as she heard those words gasping from his young mouth. She had no idea such words would turn her on this way.

The feel of her son's cock throbbing inside her pussy sent wild, rampant chills of erotic rapture racing about her creamy flesh. Her tits were still coated with his come juice, her nipples ready to burst with delight. The lips of her hairy cunt clutched and gripped her son's cock with flexing power she didn't even know she possessed. The beating of his hot balls against her naked ass increased the ecstasy she already felt.

"You're… you're going to make me come – again!" Carol cried out in a thick voice. "Ohh, Brad… mother's cunt is going to come again! Harder and faster! Beat my cunt, baby! Fuck my cunt! Ooo, I'm about to come again! Ram it to me! Oh, Brad, I love to feel your hard cock up my hot cunt… and I'm going to come, come so fucking hard!"

With a lurch of her hips, Carol screamed. The contractions that gripped her cunt were powerful, making her stomach muscles rigid. She rammed her cunt hard onto her son's cock, coming in waves of ecstatic, intense sensations. Her eyes closed and her face grew hot with pleasure.

Brad kept thrusting, driving his cock in hard. She felt its base smashing at her hairy cuntlips, his balls beating at the crack of her ass. She drew her knees tightly against her shoulders, churning her crotch to his prick.

"Mom! I'm gonna let it go!" Brad groaned. "I gotta come, Mom! My balls… my cock! I gotta come, Mom!"

"Come!" Carol shrieked, her orgasm so intense she didn't know if she could stand much more.

Yet, despite the power of her orgasm, she felt her son's cock increase in hardness as he jammed it in deep and hard. Then the hot gush of his come juice splashed the walls of her greedy pussy. She screamed as her son flooded her curt with hot, thick come juice it felt much, much better than when her nephew had come in her pussy. The squirting juices of her son's balls sent a final, muscle-shattering orgasm through her pussy and every part of Carol strained to him, her cunt squeezing the came juice out of his cock.