Two mothers, too hot(28)

For a moment, neither of them heard the knock at the front door.

"Oh, my God, Dan!" Linda squealed, sitting up and grabbing for her shorts. "Someone's at the door."

"It sounds like Hank's knock, Mother," he said.

"But it might be a salesman or something." She climbed to her feet. "You answer it, darling… I'll run to the bedroom and put my

shorts back on."

Dan waited as his mother ran down the hall. He watched the jiggle of her shapely ass, his eyes showing his pleasure.

When Linda returned, her shorts on now, she found it was indeed Hank. She greeted the teen and sat down. From the way Hank looked at her, she suspected he had come over with the hopes she would be alone. She grinned wickedly at him in a teasing way, her eyes lowering significantly to the front of his shorts. Like her son, he was wearing joggling shorts. They were quite popular now, she realized. She wished, though, that the guys would go naked under them. That way she might get lucky and see a flash of a cock now and then.

Dan and Hank discussed the comic books, but Linda could see neither teen was interested in such things at this moment. She stretched her long thighs out, scooting her ass to the edge of the cushions. Strands of cunt hair could be seen by the teens, and she watched her son's reaction carefully. But Dan didn't seem to mind that his friend could see his mother's cunt hair or the swell of her succulent pussy lips.

Hank, she noticed, was starting to get a hard-on from glancing at her. Pretending a yawn, she stretched her arms high above her

head, causing her shapely tits to arch out, her nipples probing the fabric of her halter. She bowed her back, then finished her yawn, but she was watching the teens from slitted eyes. They, in turn, were watching her. Dan and Hank both were now looking at her openly, and she could see those eyes burning with erotic desire. Even Dan, who had recently come so strongly into her mouth, was showing signs of a hard-on again.

Getting to her feet, she stood and stretched, but her eyes were trained on the teens. She arched her shapely ass outward, noticing the way their eyes followed her. She started to go from the room, her ass waving in a tantalizing, inviting manner. She paused at the entrance of the hall, looking over her shoulder at them. Both youths were looking at her ass with unconcealed desire. With a silent giggle, she moved down the hall and into her bedroom. There, she undressed and pulled a short, almost-hip-high robe on. She belted it loosely at her waist, then went back into the hall. She stepped into the hall bathroom, wondering how to proceed with this. She couldn't simply walk into the living room and say what she wanted. It might embarrass both Dan and Honk. Maybe they didn't want to fuck her at the same time. Guys could be funny that way, she realized.

As she stood thinking about it; she heard a noise. Turning, she found her son standing there looking at her. She smiled at him as he came in. Turning, she closed her arms about him and hugged him tightly. She came very close to telling her son what she wanted. But his hands had conic up under the bottom of the short robe, holding her ass while she kissed him. There was a sudden and unexpected flare of desire inside her.

Twisting about so her ass was pressing against him, she mewled, "Fuck me, Dan! Oh, fuck me now, please!"

She leaned on the sink, writhing and twisting her ass. She gurgled as she felt her son shove the short robe to her waist, then his cock was moving against her pooching cunt.

"What about Hank, Mother?" he whispered against her back just as his cock slid into her cunt. "He might see us. I didn't shut the door.

"Fuck Hank!" she hissed back at him, her ass moving as Dan's cock went deep. "Let him see us fucking, I don't care!"

She heard a giggle from her son as he began to fuck into her. She twisted her ass, sighing as his cock throbbed between the greedy lips of her cunt. She had told Dan the truth, she didn't care if Hank saw him fucking her..

she wanted to be seen while fucking by anyone

who cared to watch. But especially by Hank because that would created the right atmosphere so she could fuck them both.

"Ohhhh, darling, fuck that hot cunt!" she whimpered in a low voice. "I don't care if Hank catches us fucking. I just don't care!"

"Me, either," her son grunted. "He can watch. Maybe you'll let him have some pussy, huh, Mother?"

A tremor of ecstasy shook her as she heard her son say that. She shot her ass back, humping with him, his cock fucking in and out of her clasping cunt with a great speed now. His balls swung about, sending more delight burning through her.

Already, she was coming. Her cunt was going through wave after wave of gripping orgasm. In her mind, she was fucking them both now, a cock taking turns in her hot, wet cunt. The thought was enough to make her churn her ass furiously as multiple orgasms seared every nerve of her beautiful body. Dan clung to his mother's tits with both hands, his chest pressed against her back, grunting as he fucked his cock in and out.