Two mothers, too hot

CHAPTER TWO

Dan was watching television when Linda entered her home.

As she turned and locked the door, she could not help but let her gaze wander to the front of his pants. She had looked at the front of her son's pants a lot lately, something she had not mentioned to her friend.

So far, she had seen nothing, not even a slight lump there. She greeted her son and received a mutter in reply. She moved down the hall to her bedroom, where she undressed and put on her robe. It was still too early to go to bed, although she didn't want to sit with her son in the living room, either.

Linda had become afraid of the growing desires inside her body, desires that were increasingly difficult to cope with when she was near him.

Yet, she could not, remain in her room. Dan would wonder about her, come to check on her. He was always doing that if she stayed in her bedroom too long. He was a sweet, obedient guy, always thinking about her. She wondered if he thought about her as she had been thinking of him lately. When he jerked his cock off, what did he think about-her? The idea excited her. She

wondered if Dan thought of her naked, her cunt and tits revealed to him, his fist jerking wildly on his hard prick. Despite the force of her orgasm against Amy's mouth, Linda's cunt started to burn again.

She sat on the bed, her legs crossed, trying to still the sudden excitement rumbling through her. She could hear the sounds of the television, but not the sound of her son's footsteps in the hallway.

Linda's robe was parted, almost to her waist. Her long, smooth thighs were fully revealed, as were the curls of her cunt just above where her thighs crossed. One of her nipples was almost exposed, too. She was leaning back with her hands behind her, eyes closed as she dreamily contemplated her son jacking on his cock.

Dan was in the doorway, staring at his mother. His gaze moved about her thighs, then up to the creamy swell of her tit. His cock began to grow, becoming hard inside his pants.

The sound of his breathing was the first sign Linda had that her son was there. She opened her eyes, and she saw, first, the bulging of his pants. Then she lifted her gaze to his face. Dan's face was flushed with deepening color, but it was not a blush. It was the flush of intense desire, and his gaze seemed riveted

to her thighs. Linda looked down and saw what her son was gazing at.

Oddly enough, she did not blush.

A slow smile crept over her lips and her eyes began to burn as she watched the front of his pants. There was no doubt in her mind that he wanted to see more, that he was very excited over what he was seeing now. Without really thinking about it, Linda uncrossed her legs and parted them; not far, but enough so her son could see the curls of her pussy. It was a long time before Dan lifted his eyes to look at her face. His mouth was open and he was gasping, his eyes shining.

"Well, honey?" Linda murmured softly.

"I… I… Dan couldn't say a word. He seemed to be choking, and she was amused at his reaction.

Linda held her arms up. "Come to mother, honey," she whispered. She wondered if she was going out of her mind. The urge steaming through her seemed to have total control. Somehow, after talking to Amy about this, Linda was actually going to seduce her son. "Come here, darling. Come here, please."

Dan came into the room, his gaze going back to her exposed pussy, to those inviting cunt hairs. He seemed shy and hesitant, his body trembling. When he was close enough, Linda reached out and pulled him between her

thighs. She hugged him tightly, pressing her face against his stomach. She wrapped her arms about his waist, fighting to keep her hands above his ass.

She lost the fight.

Her hands moved down. For a moment she tried to keep them up, but then gave in. She moaned softly as her hands moved over the tightness of his ass. She heard her sari gasp as her fingers tightened on each cheek of his ass, then his arms were about her head, holding her tightly against his stomach. She felt her son's flesh shiver, and somehow-she didn't remember how it happened-his shirt was open and she was kissing at his stomach.

She felt her son's hands moving down, slipping under her robe, touching her tits, her nipples. Her nipples swelled until they were almost painful, and she shoved her lips against his shaking stomach as her hands clawed at his tight ass cheeks. She mewled as her son grasped her tits, digging and squeezing them. A low gurgle came from her throat as her hands moved in a feverish haste now. She pulled her face away from his stomach, and, with glassy eyes, watched her fingers opening his pants. They didn't seem to be her fingers at all. She wanted to stop this, yet she didn't want to stop. If Dan didn't want her to do this, he would not be squeezing so eagerly at

her tits, she thought. The desire to see his cock was strong, so strong she was no longer able to resist. She shoved his pants down.

"Ohhhh!" she wailed, watching his cock lurch up and down.

Dan's prick was beautiful, fantastically lovely. His cock was long, much longer than she would have suspected. The head of his prick was smooth and swollen, his piss hole wide and dripping. Tufts of hair was at the base, something else that surprised her. His balls seemed tight beneath the base of his prick, looking so precious to her.

As she stared with hot eyes at Dan's cock and balls, her son pulled her robe apart, freeing her tits.. She listened to his excited, breathing as he looked at them. Linda wanted to take his cock in her hand, stroke his prick, love his cock. She wanted to cradle his precious, sweet balls and twist them gently.

She looked up into his face, his cock thrusting inches from her chin. She gave him a nervous smile, and he returned it. Then Dan took his mother's tits in his hands again.

"Ooo, squeeze them!" she gurgled. "Squeeze them for me, darling!"

She moaned as her son dug his fingers into the spongy mounds of her tits. Her nipples burned into his palms as he rubbed and pressed.

wrapping about his cock. The throbbing hardness thrilled her, and her pulse raced with desire. She felt her son's cock jerk in her fist, tad she began to stroke back and forth, watching the way his piss hole flared, dripping more and more. With a soft sob, Linda suddenly darted her face forward, pressing her mouth against the dripping piss hole of her son's cock, kissing wetly and eagerly.

"Mother! Ohhh, Mother!" Dan groaned.

She kissed his cock once more.

And suddenly her son came. The thick, creamy come juice splashed upon her lips, her chin, her nose. She was as surprised as her son. She was so surprised she couldn't move. Her face was being flooded with his come juice, and her fist was jacking furiously on his gushing cock. Dan was grunting and digging into his mother's tits powerfully, his hips jerking.

As her son stopped coming, she continued to fondle his cock. She ran her tongue out over her lips, tasting the sweetness of his come juice there. A whimper came from her as her cunt convulsed. Again she leaned forward and kissed the slippery wetness on his piss hole.

"I'm… I'm sorry, Mother," Dan said. "Don't be, darling," she whispered. "Don't be sorry. You couldn't help it, and I shouldn't

have touched you in this way in the first place." He started to bend over and pull his pants up, but she stopped him.

"It's too late to do that now, Dan. Let me look at you. Let mother look at this sweet thing."

He straightened up. Her tits were fully revealed now, and his hands moved about them again. Linda stroked his cock and balls. She was no longer hesitant now. The come juice still coated her face, and she was thrilled to have it there. She fondled his balls and cock, pleased to see his prick swelling again into that beautiful hardness.

"You're getting hard again, Dan," she murmured in a husky voice, her fingers squeezing his cock. "You're getting so hard again."

He arched his hips forward, urging his mother to move her fist back and forth. He twisted her sensitive nipples, sending ripples of pleasure up and down her spine. For a moment she thought about stopping this right now before it went any further, but she couldn't. The erotic desire was too strong.

She stared at his prick, now fully hard again.

"Ohh, I want.., oh, darling!"

She leaned back on the bed as her son stood between her knees. The erotic sensations were

taking full control of her now. Flat on her back, she lifted her cunt up and framed her pussy with both hands.

"Do it to me, Dan!" she urged ma hot, thick voice. "Do it to mother?"

Her son stared down, watching her hands part the thick curls, seeing the pink, slippery cunt lips, her clit throbbing from between them. His cock jerked up and down.

"Do it! Oh, God.., do it to me, Dan!" She grabbed his hand, then began to pull her son. He fell atop her, and she felt his hard cock pressing at her stomach. She wrapped her arms about him, holding him tightly against her tits, crushing them almost flat. She was writhing and twisting her hips beneath him, breathing hard with sweet, hot desire. She ran her hands down and clutched at his naked, tight ass, trying to find his cock with her boiling cunt.

"Put it in!" she screamed mindlessly. "Put it in me, please! Ohhh, Dan, stick it in me!"

Dan fumbled about, his cock poking. Finally, Linda shoved a hand between them, grasped her son's cock at the base, and guided that swollen prick to her. As the head slipped into her cunt, she wailed with ecstasy. She shot her hips up, and her son's cock fucked deep. She felt his balls bang against her upturned ass, then she grasped the cheeks of his

ass, grinding her cunt against him, gasping loudly with delight.

Finally, she felt her son starting to move with her. He began fucking, his movements jerky for a moment, then smoothing out. She felt his hot breath on her tits as he fucked in and out. She lifted her thighs and wrapped them about his bouncing ass, scissoring them hotly up and down. She cooed and mewled and whimpered as his cock fucked into her cunt. She churned up and down, the muscles of her stomach clenching with her efforts. She felt his hands move around her back until he was hugging her tightly. She arched her back, then swung her crotch in wild circles, grinding in an erotic motion, her cunt drawing her son's cock in. Her hair-lined cunt lips flexed tightly and hotly about his cock, as if trying to prevent him from drawing up.

"Ahhhh, so good, Dan," she mewled against the top of his head. "So good! Give it to me, baby! Give mother every inch of your sweet, hard cock! Bang me… ram me! stuff me! Oooo, Dan, fuck me! Ohhhh, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

She was screaming incoherently, not knowing what she was saying, nor caring. The heat of her orgasm was swelling again, like a balloon deep inside her body. She was shaking with the erotic excitement of having her son's

cock fucking her, the way she had dreamed. It was now a reality, and she was churning furiously with him.

Her son's cock fucked in and out of her clinging cunt, going deep, then. pulling back. She banged her crotch up and down with a fury she had never used with her now-divorced husband. She had never felt so eager, so insatiable.

Her orgasm began. It started someplace in the deep recesses of her body, swelling outward with searing heat. As it gripped her cunt, she screamed again. The convulsions that shot through her almost blew her apart. She shuddered violently under her son's fucking, stabbing, thrusting cock. Her cunt began to suck and squeeze his prick as she came time and again. The waves of her many orgasms crashed through her until she was sure they would never stop. She didn't want them to stop… she wanted them to continue until she melted.

Through the spasms of her orgasms, she still felt her son's cock throbbing away between the sensitive lips of her cunt. She was sure she could feel that swollen prick as he fucked in and out, and the satiny walls of her pussy closed upon his cock, holding and wanting his prick. She didn't ever want to let her son's cock go, never.

His bouncing ass was jerky as he grunted,

holding her tightly with his arms around her. She could feel his face pressed upon her tingling tits, his breath hot against her skin. She was sure his cock was swelling, growing harder.

The gush of his come juice was not a surprise this time.

She screamed with ecstasy as she felt his cock squirt, sending the sweetness of his come juice far up her pussy, filling her cunt with its precious heat. Another orgasm almost smothered her.

She moved her hands up and down his back as he heaved and groaned, finally becoming still. His weight did not bother her, and she let him rest there. She ran her hands about his still-trembling ass cheeks, feeling his cock finally slip free of her gripping cunt.

Dan rolled to one side of his mother, still gasping. Linda lifted her, head up, resting on an elbow. She looked at his face, pleased that she had finally gone through with this, finally fucked her son.

His cock gleamed in the light, wet with the juices of her cunt. She ran her hand down and caressed his cock and balls, leaning over to kiss his mouth.

"Did you like that, baby?" she asked in a whispery voice.

"Wow, Mother," he said, laughing in a nervous way.

She cupped his cock and balls in her hand. "You've never done that before with a girl, have you?"

"How did you know?" he asked. "Oh, mothers can tell," she teased. "Did I do it right, Mother?" he asked anxiously.

"You did it perfectly, Dan," she answered. "Are you ashamed that you fu-did that to me?"

Dan laughed. "You almost said it again." "Said what again?" Linda was puzzled. "That word, Mother," he laughed, almost a giggle.

"That word…" she flushed. "I said it before?"

He nodded. "When we were doing it, you said it a lot."

"I did?" Linda had no remembrance of saying it. "Oh, my God!" She covered her face with both hands. "I did not, Dan! I did not say such a word!"

"You did, Mother," he insisted. "You said fuck. You said fuck, fuck, fuck!"

She turned her back to him, still trying to hide her face. "I didn't!" she insisted.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck…" Dan chanted, laughing in a naughty way.