Suddenly Robert gave a loud grunt, arching his cock against her hand.
He came.
"Ooooo!" Susan gurgled with delight as she watched his cum spurt into the air.
She jacked him faster and harder as he came, and soon her hand was smeared with jism. She was panting, but it was not with effort. She was panting with the excitement that burned through her body and reeling brain.
"You're coming! Ohhhh, baby, look at you come! So much… I've never seen so much cum in my life!"
When Robert stopped spurting, she continued to hold his cock, and to her amazement, he remained as hard as before. She had never seen a cock do that before, but then she had not seen all that many cocks, either.
Finally she got to her feet, swaying a bit. She felt dizzy, but only because of the intense desire that burned in her body. She stood before her son, her hips swaying. When Robert reached out and ran his hand under her dress, along the inside of one thigh, she trembled violently. Then he was cupping her cunt, pressing his palm against it, squeezing her there.
"Ohhhhh!" Susan gasped in surprise and delight. "Ohhh, baby!"
She wiggled her hips as his hand continued to press against her pussy, then she began to make a tight circle with her hips, which in turn became a bump-and-grind motion.
"Golly, Mom!" Robert grunted, his eyes big. "Are we going to… I mean, can I…"
Susan slipped his hand from under her dress and leaned over to kiss it. She looked her son in the eye, and slowly nodded her head. "Yes, darling," she whispered. "I think we are."
She pulled him to his feet and hugged him close to her body. He was so short his face was pressed against her tits. Susan hugged her son tightly, then lifted his face and kissed him on his mouth. Robert ran his arms about her hips, and closed his fingers into the flesh of her swelling ass.
"Come on!" Susan said with excitement. "Come on, darling!"
CHAPTER SIX
As Susan stood in her bedroom, she observed her son. Robert had removed his shirt and was naked now, and still he did not show any evidence of nervousness.
Susan, however, was trembling with nervousness. She was all fingers and thumbs as she tried to lift her dress over her head. She felt her son helping her, and he didn't appear shaky at all. As she stood in her bikini panties, facing him again, she wrung her hands. Shyness overcame her again and she could not look him in the face. Instead her eyes stared at his cock and balls.
His cock was standing up again, quite hard and ready for her.
"Well…" she mumbled.
"I know, Mom," Robert replied.
But neither made a move, toward the other. Robert looked at his mother's naked tits, seeing how beautiful and round they were. The blonde hair of her cunt was a shadow inside her bikini panties, and golden strands curled from the tightness of the crotch. Her cunt made a becoming bulge there.
Then Robert moved behind his mother, wrapping his arms about her waist, lifting his hands to her tits. Susan shivered when his fingers closed on her smooth tits, and moaned softly as he squeezed them. She could feel his cock pressing the back of her thighs, and she wiggled her swelling ass against him. The movement was instinctive, not planned by her. Susan felt her son's moist, hot lips kissing at her naked shoulders and she gasped as excitement flooded her. Her tits, already swollen, seemed to swell to twice their natural size as her son manipulated them, twisting and pulling at her nipples. His mouth was wet against her shoulders, and she felt his tongue as it began to lick along her creamy flesh. His cock continued to tress and rub at her thighs, leaving a trail of burning moisture from the flaring piss hole.
"Ohhh, Robert!" Susan wailed with excitement. "Oh God, baby! Baby, are you sure?"
"Do you really want to do this to with me?"
"Yes, Mom," she heard his husky reply. "I've warned to touch you like this for months. I've been looking at you, at your tits. They're so pretty, so full and round. I love your tits, Mom!"
Susan twisted in his arms and faced him. She cupped his face in her palms and finally looked him in the eye. All she saw was the intensity of his excitement. There was no evidence of shame or guilt that she could see. Slowly, she pressed her lips to his, kissing him, not like her son, but as she would a man who had aroused her. His lips writhed against hers, moist and eager, and Susan did not prevent his tongue from going into her mouth. She sucked gently at it, and felt his cock rubbing at her thighs. She felt his hands slide down her back, then they were cupping the swelling roundness of her asscheeks. Her naked tits smashed against him, almost engulfing his chin.
Susan shivered as she felt her son's hands slip inside her panties, then he was fondling her naked ass, his palms all over them, his fingers tracing the enticing curves of each cheek.
Susan pulled away from his face, again looking into his eyes. "You're absolutely sure, Robert?" she asked again.
"I'm positive, Mom," he replied.
"Baby, baby," she whispered, and pulled his face to her tits.
She sighed with pleasure as her son drew a rubbery nipple into his mouth, and she sighed once more when he began to suck at it. She looked down at his mouth, and saw his lips spread wide, half of her tit inside. She could feel his tongue lapping, the nipple, fucking about it. Her pussy twitched and her ass swayed.
"Suck them, baby! Suck them all you want!"
Susan captured his straining cock between her hot, creamy thighs. She thrilled to the throbbing hardness of his prick. She felt her son begin to stab between her thighs, fucking at them as he sucked her tit. His hands continued to grasp her tight, flexing ass, and he was making soft moaning sounds.
Robert pulled his mouth from her throbbing tit and looked up at her. "Mom, I'm hot!" he grunted, his eyes shining. "I want to put it in you! Let me put it inside you!"
Susan did not reply. Instead she moved backward until her knees brushed her bed, then she lay back. Robert stood looking down at her, his cock throbbing powerfully. Susan spread her legs wide, and Robert groaned and dropped to his knees before his mother. Susan gasped in surprise when her son began to smear hot, wet kisses about her thighs, his hands racing from her hips to her knees.
"Oooooohh, Robert!" she murmured. "Oh, baby!"
Robert kissed and licked at his mother's creamy-smooth thighs, working his way up them. Susan trembled as she looked between her upstanding tits, watching him, waiting for what he was about to do to her.
With a loud grunt of eagerness, Robert suddenly pressed his face between his mother's thighs, kissing wildly at the moist crotch of her panties. Susan's hips jerked, and she grabbed the back of his head, holding his face tightly into her crotch, grinding her hips about in tight, wanton circles of delight.
Robert began to lick up and down the tight crotch of his mother's panties, lapping at it the way he did an ice cream cone. She could feel his smooth, beardless cheeks on the insides of her thighs, and she drew her legs up, bending them at the knees. Her knees pressed against her tits, wide open. She lifted her head to peer down at Robert. He was licking slowly at the bulging crotch of her panties, his eyes wide but looking vacant. She could feel his hot breath. Then Robert was moving his tongue back and forth from her asshole to her cunt.
"Ohhhhhh, Robert, Robert!" Susan gurgled, her emotions reeling hotly. "Oh, baby, what are you doing to me! I love it… love it!"
Robert held his mother's thighs against her tits, his tongue moving wetly up and down the backs of them, only to return to her pussy. Susan felt one of his hands at the crotch of her panties, felt the crotch band being pulled to one side. She knew Robert was now gazing at her naked blonde-haired snatch. Her body shuddered, but it was with ecstasy, not shame.