"Nooooo!" the woman wailed, rushing forward and pressing her palm against the expanding piss-hole. She couldn't let Bobby blow his load with her snatch all fired up and ready to go.
"I-I th-think I-I c-can stop it!" Bobby grunted as he closed his eyes and flushed deep red with the effort he was making.
"Oh don't cum!" Sheila whimpered pleadingly as she watched her son breathe heavily.
"I-I'm okay," the boy finally said, letting go of his jerking rod and smiling weakly at his mother.
"Oh God! We can't take this much longer, anyway," Sheila said as she stood up.
"Maybe not. But let's drag it out as long as we can. After Frank and his daughter get here, I won't be able to have you all to myself for a long time," the boy said as he took his mother's hand and led her out of the kitchen.
Each step was agony for Sheila. Her pussylips rubbed teasingly together, squeezing out more snatch juice from between her puffy labes as her swollen tits swayed from side to side.
"On the couch," Bobby said, pushing her down. Before she knew it, Bobby was between her legs, burying his face in her puffy muff. He started to pull her cuntlips apart with the thumbs and index fingers of both hands. Sheila moaned as she felt the cool air of the room blow into her hot cunt. At first it threatened to put out the fire in her twat. Then the sudden rush of wind blew the flames into a brushfire, making the blonde buck and heave her ass against the groaning cushions of the couch.
"Ahhhhh! Shiiiiiit! Shiiiiit!"
Sheila groaned, digging her head deep into the couch as she pushed her sweaty thighs against Bobby's probing head.
"Mmmmmmmmm," the boy moaned as he rubbed his nose in her cunt. The boy pushed forward constantly, burying his wriggling, thick tongue in her vibrating pussy. He slurped loudly and sloppily, mixing his spit with her hot snatch juice.
"Ohhh! Eat meeee! Ohhhhhh!" Sheila cried out, rolling from side to side as her long hair tangled itself across her mouth and nose.
"Ohhhh! Shiiiit! Fuck! Fuck!" the woman cried out wildly again.
Sheila could feel Bobby's muscular fingers sliding up the inner surfaces of her thighs. Every square inch of her hot skin seemed to spark with sexual electricity when the boy's hands slid up closer, closer to her sucking snatch.
"OHHHHH, STICK YOUR FINGER UP MY SNATCH! STICK THAT FINGER MY ASS!" she moaned.
"Both ends, huh?" the boy said, chuckling huskily as he moved his fingers closer to her snatch, then slid one of them farther back toward her shitter. Bobby toyed with the tufts of hair that grew near her asshole. Then he moved two fingertips into the cleft of her buttcheeks. Suddenly Sheila felt her mind blow apart as the boy jammed both fingers up her tight shit chute. She'd been fucked in the ass several times now. But she could never get used to the initial thrust. It felt like a bolt of lightning ripping every sensitive, tender membrane in her bowels.
"AIYEEEE! AIYEEEEE! OHHHHH NOOOOOO!" she screeched, throwing her ass high off the couch. But the screams weren't screams of protest. Sheila didn't want her son to yank his fingers out of her ass. She knew that in a few minutes she'd be begging him to jam his prick up her shitter.
"OHHHHH! OHHHHHH!" Sheila wailed, feeling the pain in her ass dying quickly away as Bobby continued to lap his tongue hard against her throbbing clit. Soon the throbs of pain turned to throbs of pleasure, matching in rhythm the spasms that were beginning to wash over her pussy.
"FUUUCCCCKKK MEEEEEE!" Sheila wailed as her body shuddered and thrashed.
Bobby took his fingers out of her asshole and slid them back to her cunt. He jammed them in and scraped them along the slippery cunt wall as he continued to nibble gently on her swollen, red clit.
Suddenly the boy pulled away.
"Come on, Mom. Let's fuck," he said quickly as he hunched up on the couch.
"Jesus Christ! I thought you'd never ask!" the woman said as she felt her cuntal walls tighten up in excitement at the mention of the word "fuck".
"Ohhhh! Ohhhhh!" she cried out again as Bobby suddenly dove at her tits, biting each of them in turn. He took the hard nipples one at a time, nibbling on them gently as he sucked them into his mouth. Then he let them go and lapped her swollen jugs with his tongue like a thirsty dog, trailing his tongue along the hot, hard surfaces of her jutting nipples.
Sheila thought she'd go crazy as he sucked and sucked at her tit-tips, almost drawing milk from her bouncing, sweaty boobs as his fingers slid down and poked at her clit again, rolling it back and forth. He massaged her tiny sputtering organ gently so that she felt her cunt muscles growing tighter and tighter. Her asshole tingled and her belly stiffened and heaved as her entire body screwed itself up for the cumming that was just around the corner.
"Fffffuuuccckkk meeee, Goddamn it!" Sheila cried out wildly.
"I'll fuck you, bitch!" Bobby growled like a crazed animal.
Sheila looked up at her son's flushed face and was frightened at what she saw. He looked like a stranger, his face contorted and reddened with lust. Bobby's eyes bulged from his head and were glazed over as he pushed her legs higher and wider apart, inching forward on the groaning couch until his hot prickhead jerked against her stretched outer cuntlips.
"Hurry! Hurry!" Sheila screamed as she hunched up as best she could and held her breath for the initial plunge of her son's mammoth cock.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" Bobby groaned as he squeezed his powerful asscheeks together and drove his prick forward.
Sheila moaned as she felt his enormous, hot cock part her cuntlips. It sank slowly and steadily down her pussy until she could feel every square inch of it with her wet walls. It poked, throbbed and searched its way along her twat. She felt wonderfully stretched and stuffed as she took another deep breath and tightened her cunt muscles around the boy's prick. Bobby pulled his dick back slightly, then hunched forward and drove his rod into her again.
"Ahhhh! Oh God, fuck me! Fuck meeeeee!" Sheila screamed hotly as she felt the trembling in her crotch grow more explosive with every forward cock-thrust.
"Mom! Mom! Mom!" Bobby hissed, closing his eyes and rolling his head uncontrollably from side to side as he slammed his hips forward in increasingly rapid blows. Sheila matched his attacks with thrusts of her own, screwing her steamy pussy into his hairy groin as the boy moaned, growled and grunted.
"Ohhhh, fuckin' Jeeesus, Fuck meeeeee!" Sheila screeched as she felt Bobby's prick swell up and press against the juice-slick sides of her rumbling pussy. The boy was about to fire his bubbling jizz into her snatch. Already Sheila could feel her clit pull up as far as it could go, then begin to beat wildly against her hot, puffy pussylips.
"N-nowwwwwwwww!" Bobby cried as he balanced on his left arm and reached between their grinding bodies. He found her clit with his index finger and began massaging it, rubbing her hairy mound with his thumb at the same time as his balls contracted, forcing the jizz into his jerking prick. "Hey, you fuckers! Wait up for me!" Sheila suddenly heard somebody shout from behind her. "Ohhh, don't stop! Noooooo!" the woman wailed as Bobby suddenly pulled his prick out of his mother's snatch and rolled off the couch. "What are you doing?" Sheila wailed as she tried to focus her glazed eyes on her son.
Bobby had clamped his hands tightly around his jerking prick again, this time barely stopping the jizz from blowing out of his piss-slit.
"So, you were going to have her all to yourself," John said.
"Hey, big brother," Bobby said, grinning sheepishly at him. "Sorry about that, but I just couldn't help it. Mom was standing there with her tits practically hanging out at me, and…"
"I was not!" Sheila cried. "That's not, fair, Bobby. I was mixing some cake batter when…"
"Who the fuck cares?" John asked as he slammed the door behind him and locked it. Sheila watched as he pulled off his T-shirt and started to unbutton his Levi's. "I'm just glad I got home before baby brother here finished you off."
"Hey! A double gang-bang!" Bobby cried out excitedly as he rubbed his prick gently.
"She's not new to it. That Frank guy and me finished her off like that before," John said, pushing down his shorts and freeing his swelling prick.
"Yeah, but I'll bet we blow her mind with the two of us doin' the screwin'," Bobby said, laughing at his rhyme as he looked hotly at his groaning mother.
Sheila felt her shithole and cunt contract at the same time. Bobby was right. When John and Frank had fucked her at the same time, she had nearly lost her mind in the resulting excitement. But both her sons fucking her simultaneously! It was something she'd been hoping for for a long while. And here it was, just about to happen!
"I don't want her ass again!" John said as he pulled his mother off the couch.
"Let her give you a blow-job while I fuck her in the cunt!" Bobby suggested as he crawled onto the couch and spread out on his back.
"What do I do?" Sheila wailed, feeling like a puppet between her two sons. She didn't care what they put her through. She just wanted the fire put out in her pussy, and the blonde knew that her sons' jizz was the only thing that could put it out.
"Just climb on top of Bobby, Mom. He'll take care of the rest," John said as he pushed his mother back against the front edge of the couch.
"Ohhhh, God yes," Sheila moaned as she lifted her right leg and drew it over her son's muscular body. She pulled up her other leg, then slid down until her cunthairs trailed across Bobby's upright cockshaft, tickling the head as juice dripped down from her hot crotch onto his contracting balls.
"Ohhh, shit!" Bobby cried out, reaching up and playing with his mother's box.
John was shouting directions to her as to how to position herself for him. But how could she think or hear straight when Bobby's thumb was lightly rubbing the ridge between her cunt and asshole. Sheila inhaled sharply, smelling the cunt juice that dripped like a waterfall from her puffy labes. The room was filled with that smell, mixed with the powerful odor of male sweat. Sheila forced a hand between Bobby's body and her own, pushing it behind her dripping snatch until she felt his balls. Sheila grabbed them gently, feeling her son's body stiffen, then jerk back in surprise.
"Goddamn it, you two!" John said impatiently as Sheila felt her cunt muscles rumbling threateningly again.
"Fuck meeeee, Bobby!" Sheila cried. She wanted to feel her son's dick inside her hot pussy again. The woman slid up and down her son's body, reaching around until she finally got a tight grip on the boy's dick.
"Easy, Mom! Nooooo!" the boy cried as he felt his dick spasm crazily.
"Don't cum in my hand," Sheila groaned as she felt his cock bounce up against her thigh. She pushed it up against her cunthairs, sliding the slick hot head forward until she felt it press hard against the junction of her stretched, blood-engorged outer labes. Bobby pushed up and forward, trying to get his cock back into his mother's snatch. But the muscles around Sheila's pussy had lightened up again with excitement.
"Ohhhh, ffffuuuccckkk!" Bobby cried out in frustration as he pushed harder and harder against his mother's tightly clenched fuck-hole.
Relax! Relax! Sheila told herself as she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth.
"Ummmmm," the boy groaned as he pushed up again.
Sheila grunted as she felt the prick tip shoving and thrusting against her taut membranes. Then, suddenly, her cunt went soft again, and the boy's dick slid in with a loud, wet squish.
"Ahhhhhhh!" the woman sighed happily as she felt Bobby's prick torpedo all the way into her pussy.
"Goddamn it!" John cried out again as he felt his cock swell and throb.
"Ohhhhh, come here!" Sheila groaned as she opened her eyes and looked at her other son.
"Just try to keep me away," the boy said, watching as his mother bobbed up and down.
Sheila was riding Bobby's dick like a merry-go-round horse. The boy's dick was slicked down with layers of her cunt juice as Sheila's pussylips clamped tightly around the red, rubbery pole. She moaned with every downward thrust, reaching up and squeezing her tits as the boy threw his powerful thighs against her hairy groin.
"Watch it, little brother," John warned as he walked over to the couch.
Sheila watched in fascination as the boy's heavy cock swayed lazily back and forth with each step he took. John's balls seem to jangle and contact with each upward jerk of his cock. She licked her lower lip hungrily as she thought of the heat and stiffness of John's cock and how it would feel in her mouth.
"Ahhhhh! Aiyeeeee!" Sheila screamed as Bobby reached up and jammed his fingers into her snatch, sliding them up until they found her beating clit. He tickled, plucked, tugged and strummed her miniature organ, nearly driving her off the couch in a brain-burning frenzy.
"Watch it!" John warned his brother again as he climbed over Bobby's head, carefully placing his feet on either side of the boy's neck. "Come on, Mom. Stop that fuckin' screechin' and wrap your lips around this dick."
"Mmmmmgfffff!" Sheila suddenly groaned, opening her mouth quickly and diving forward. Her lips squeezed tightly over the boy's pulsing cock as her head moved forward to take in the entire length of the shaft.
"Arrrghhhhhh!" John cried in surprise. He staggered slightly, almost crashing down on his brother as he felt his mother's tongue swirl at the base of his prick, caressing every inch of the hot, taut skin.
"Mmmmmmm!" Sheila moaned deliciously as she moved forward, massaging every straining nerve fiber in her son's swollen dick until her tongue got to the head. Then her lips joined in the action, sucking the head in tiny little slurps while her tongue slid under the base.
"Unnnghhhhh!" John moaned as he felt throbs of pleasure shoot from his cock up his body and down his legs.
Sheila felt her snatch fire up even more as she sucked desperately at her son's dick. It excited her to know that she was working John up to a cum-spraying pitch so quickly. Sheila's tongue began to work more frantically as she felt her clit throbbing and beating faster and harder. She was going to cum. There was no stopping her pussy now. But Sheila wanted to cum with both John and Bobby blowing their wads in her. Bobby was ready any time, but John was a little behind. She had to get to work fast to bring him off quickly.
"Ahhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh!" the boy cried out, rocking back and forth on the couch as her tongue hopped all over his prick. It pried, poked, teased and stroked the shaft and head until John howled and moaned like a wounded animal. Sheila could hear the squishing of her cunt, Bobby's moans and John's shouts as she pulled and sucked harder and harder at her oldest son's dick.
Sheila closed her eyes and saw white and gold flashes of light that seemed to blind her. She was cumming!
"Mom! Mommmmaaaaaaaaa gghhhhhhh!" Bobby screamed as he reached up and dug his fingertips into Sheila's hunching thighs.
"Mmgfffffff!" Sheila moaned in response, feeling the first hot, thick wad of jizz spatter against her spasming cuntal walls. John was almost ready to blow. She had to bring him off now so that she could experience the ultimate delight – her two sons cumming inside her at once.
"Uhhh! Unnnnghhhh! Unnnghhhhhhh!" John cried out, thrashing around and nearly losing his balance as he hammered his hot groin against his mother's face.
Sheila felt John's cock vibrate wildly and suddenly. It was swollen beyond endurance now. Sheila gave it one final, long suck.
"Arrrghhhhh!" the boy cried out, flailing his arms wildly about as he felt his cum starting to erupt from his balls. It crept to the base of his cock like molten lava at the base of a volcano. His cock twitched once in Sheila's sucking, hot mouth; then twice; then it exploded in a series of jizz-spraying contractions.
"Mmmmgfffffh!" Sheila moaned as she felt spurt after spurt of sticky cum blast against the back of her throat, then slide down toward her stomach.
"Fuck, Mom! Fuuuccckkkk!" Bobby cried out, still slamming her crotch against Sheila's cum-dripping pussy. Her snatch pulled and milked at the young boy's still-shooting dick, sucking in as much jizz as it could like a hungry mouth.
"Ahhhh! Shiiittttt!" John moaned as the last wad blew out of his cock and flew past Sheila's front teeth.
"Whew! Jeeeesus, that was fantastic!" Bobby whispered exhaustedly as he sank on the couch cushions.
"Mmmmmm," Sheila groaned as the last ripple fluttered over her clit. She gave a final suck on John's softening dick, then let it slip from between her lips.
"Now, we having company for dinner or something?" John asked as he carefully climbed off the couch and walked over to his clothes.
"Mom'll tell you all about it. Maybe we'll have an old-fashioned gang-bang," Bobby said, winking slyly at his mother.
"Oh, the cake!" Sheila cried out suddenly, remembering the spilled bowl of batter.
"Fuck the cake!" Bobby said as he rotated his hips slowly against Sheila's harry box.
"You probably would try that," Sheila said, smiling broadly as she looked down at her son.