"Two wild mothers" - читать интересную книгу автора (Scott Don)

CHAPTER TEN

"Well I don't know about all of you," Debra Jo said, pushing her plate away. "But I'm going to be damn glad tote sleeping in a big bed rather than on the floor of that tent."

"A true camper, you're not," Blaine said, placing his hand on her thigh beneath the table.

The restaurant and bar in the hotel were dimly lit, with waiters keeping respectful distances from the customers. Debra Jo, Blaine, Candace and James sat in a corner booth, in the darkest part of the bar.

"There's nothing wrong with camping," Debra Jo continued, "but I just don't like doing it for very long. I like taking long, hot baths, and things like that. You just can't do that when you're camping."

Candace started saying something, but Debra Jo wasn't listening. Blaine's fingers were kneading the muscular flesh of her thigh, igniting a glowing ember of passion in her cunt. She squirmed a little on the bench seat, and she spread her legs slightly to give Blaine's hand more room.

Closing her eyes, Debra Jo shut off Candace's voice, thinking of nothing but her son's hand. Attired in a clingy knit dress that showed off her sweeping curves, with a V-neck deep enough which exposed the fullness of her tits, and leather boots that came to just below her knee, the horny blonde was finally feeling comfortable.

"What are you two doing?" Candace asked, noticing the look of aroused happiness on her friend's face. "Blaine, are you feeling her up?"

"Why not?" he replied. Beneath the table, Blaine caught the hem of his mother's dress, and he raised it, placing his hand on her naked knee. "I'm horny… and she's always horny. So what if we're in public?"

"What if somebody sees you?" Candace, thought she had finally gotten used to the notion of fucking her own son, wasn't as liberal as her blonde friend. Candace's cheeks turned pink with embarrassment. "What the hell is wrong with you, Debra Jo Larson? Are you trying to get us all arrested? Can't you wait until you get back into your room?"

"Candace, don't be such, a spoilsport," Debra Jo whispered, her blue eyes fluttering open and closed. "My son really knows how to get me warmed up. Warmed up? Hell, he makes me hot as can be!"

Blaine chuckled softly, his ego stroked. He brought his hand higher on her thigh, bunching her dress at the tops of her legs. His fingertips were nearly at her panties as he fondled and caressed her warm, silky skin.

A soft, weak, trembling sigh came from Debra Jo as her son's fingers began rubbing her fiery clit through the sheer, lacy panties that hugged her ass and covered her pussy. She wished she hadn't put them on, but it was too late to worry about things like that. What she needed, right then and there, was a cock to stretch her lips and stuff her mouth.

"The only after dinner drink I need is your cum," Debra Jo whispered, opening her eyes finally. She smiled at Candace, hoping her friend wouldn't be too angry with her. The expression on James' face told Debra Jo that he wished his mother would let him have the same liberties as Blaine.

"Well, don't let me stop you, if that's the case," Blaine said. He took his hand off her thigh and unzipped his pants. After pulling his rubbery, huge prick through the fly, he placed her hand on his flaccid prick. "Put those lips around my cock, lady, and you'll have more cum than you can drink."

Licking her lips in a lewd fashion, Debra Jo began stroking her son's prick. Instantly, his hot, flexible fuckpole started growing, stretching, becoming hard and rigid in her hand. Debra Jo purred softly and licked her lips.

"I'm sorry, Candace. I'm sure you're disappointed with me, but I've just got to suck his cock!" Debra Jo said, struggling to keep her voice low. "Please don't be too angry with me."

Her hand was beating faster on Blaine's cock. His prick seemed to send electrical shocks through her palm, straight to her nipples and clit. Debra Jo's mouth watered as though she were anticipating some delicious meal.

Debra Jo checked the bar quickly, making sure that nobody was watching her. She leaned over to kiss Blaine lightly on the lips, letting her tongue fuck out to moisten his mouth. Scanning the bar once more, Debra Jo was happy that the place was almost entirely deserted.

She slipped soundlessly under the table, hoping the white table cloth kept her completely hidden from view. Folding her legs beneath her, Debra Jo felt the heels of her boots pressing against her asscheeks. She crooned softly, getting in position between Blaine's thighs. His cock, a mouthful of meat and more, looked as delicious as anything the blonde had ever seen.

"Damn, I'm a crazy cocksucker," Debra Jo whispered, amazed at herself for actually wanting to give a blowjob in public.

Placing her elbows on Blaine's thighs, Debra Jo leaned forward, and she planted a warm, moist kiss on the spongy knob of her son's prick. His cock jerked slightly in her fist, and Debra Jo smiled lustfully.

Opening her mouth wide, Debra Jo stuck her wet, pink tongue out, letting it graze against the clefted underside of Blaine's pricktip. Blaine's fuckpole tasted bland, meaty, sending tingles through Debra Jo's curvaceous body. Her long, lust-hardened nipples poked proudly through her dress, making sharp points in the sheer material.

Slowly, expertly, Debra Jo nibbled on Blaine's prick, chewing and tonguing his jaw-stretching fuckpole until it danced at his crotch. When she had licked down to his zipper, Debra Jo pressed her face hard against Blaine's crotch, feeling his spitty cock shaft against her cheek as she jabbed her tongue through the opening to fuck the tip of her tongue against his hairy ball-sac. She wished his pants were off so that she could suck on his balls like she wanted to.

After nibbling her way slowly back up to the massive, flared head of his prick, Debra Jo began tonguing his pisshole. She stroked his giant cock shaft with both hands, moving them up and down arid twisting in opposite directions. Then, with her tits jiggling in her dress from her ragged breathing, Debra Jo opened her mouth wide, and she pushed her face down. Her pink lips crawled over his smooth cockhead, rolling over the ridge that separated the knob from the shaft. Once Debra Jo had his entire cockhead in her mouth, she tightened her lips around his prickshaft and put her tongue in motion.

"Mmmmmmmm!" she mewled, holding the pricktip in her mouth while her lips and tongue worked their magic on Blaine's feverish flesh.

With her golden hair spilling down her back, trailing over her boots and onto the floor, Debra Jo began bobbing her face slowly. She took his cockhead in and out of her mouth, her lips never losing contact with Blaine's prick meat as she chewed and kneaded it hungrily. Her pink tongue lashed at the bulbous, fleshy knob, thirsty for the moment when cum would gush in powerful, salty streams from his pisshole.

Above the table, Blaine was smiling that boyish, spoiled, lusty smile of his that so infuriated Candace. The hot, slurping sounds of Debra Jo's wanton blowjob were just loud enough for Candace, James and Blaine to hear. The sound was enough to give James a hard-on, which bulged angrily in his pants.

"Don't just sit there like a dummy," Blaine said, his words dripping with sarcasm. "Get under the table and give James a blowjob. I'm sure he needs one, too. And let me tell you something, Candace, sucking his cock wouldn't hurt you, either. Hell, it would do you a world of good."

"Why don't you mind your own business?" Candace snapped. She had seen Blaine's prick, and though she didn't particularly like the boy, she admitted quietly to herself that he had the most incredible prick, any woman could dream of. Although Debra Jo had fucked and sucked James several times in the past few days, Candace had always kept her distance from Blaine, wanting nothing to do with him even if he did have an amazingly large, powerful prick.

"Suit yourself, Candace. No skin off my ass if you don't know how to have fun." Blaine leaned back in the booth, folding his hands on the table as he concentrated on the thrilling sensations his mother's mouth was providing for his prick.

"Mmmmmmmmm!" Debra Jo purred again, his cockhead pressing hard against the back of her mouth. She had to bend his thick fuckpole down so that she could suck on it, but Blaine didn't seem to mind.

Releasing his prick from her mouth, Debra Jo looked around as she remained kneeling under the table. It was strange to see nothing but the crotches of three people. Since Candace was also wearing a dress, Debra Jo could see her friend's pink panties. When an idea came to Debra Jo, she giggled impishly and hoped that none of the waiters would come to the table for a while.

"Everybody up there," she hissed quietly, "try to be cool, will you? I'll take care of all of you, so quit arguing."

"What are you talking about?" she heard Candace ask.

"Quiet! Just spread your legs and relax. You'll figure it out in no time."

It took some doing, but Debra Jo finally had Candace sitting between Blaine and James in the U-shaped padded booth Candace's dress was pushed up to her waist, and her panties were wrapped around one ankle. Blaine and James each had a rock-solid prick jutting through the flies of their pants.

With a cock in each hand, Debra Jo looked at her work. She had two pricks and a cunt to satisfy her rampaging oral, needs. And, to make the situation even more erotic for the horny blonde, she could hear the sounds of waiters nearby. The possibility of getting caught giving head to two guys and a girl made Debra Jo's senses tingle. Every nerve in her body was crackling with excitement as she brought her face over Blaine's prick, then sucked in his fiery fuckstick.

Relaxing the muscles in her throat, Debra Jo inhaled deeply and wedged her face between Blaine's thighs. His cockhead, apple-sized and bullet-shaped, pressed against the back of her mouth, then shoved down her throat. His big, round cockhead shoved farther and farther into Debra Jo's stretching throat until her lips were wrapped tightly around the base of his shaft.

"Ohhhhhhh! She's deep-throating me right now," Debra Jo heard her son say.

She bobbed her face several inches back and forth, letting her lips massage the root of Blaine's cock shaft while his pricktip bulged in her throat.

When the need for oxygen presented itself, Debra Jo sadly pulled her gorgeous face away from Blaine's prick. She bared her teeth and chewed lightly on his shaft, then let his pulsating column of cock meat slip from her mouth.

Moving over a little beneath the table, Debra Jo positioned herself between Candace's slender thighs. She had Blaine's prick in one hand and James' cock in the other as she stroked the two hard pricks, she kissed Candace's knee. Her tongue left a shiny trail of spittle on the inside on Candace's thigh as Debra Jo worked her way slowly toward the furry cunt that was her goal.

"This is insane," she heard Candace say. But in Candace's voice, Debra Jo could hear lust-filled tension and excitement.

Debra Jo's tits pressed against the edge of the bench seat as she brought her lips to the brunette's puffy, dewy cuntlips. Stabbing her tongue out, the blonde tasted her friend's sweet pussyjuice and shivered happily. Her own cunt was hot, the panties clinging wetly to her pussy.

"Mmmmmm!" Debra Jo purred, lapping at Candace's hard, erect clit. She sliced her tongue through her friend's pussylips, spreading them wider as she fucked Candace's cunt with her tongue. Debra Jo's cheeks soon became wet with the slick oil that seeped from Candace's pussy.

Above the table, Candace found it difficult to pretend that nothing was happening. Nobody licked her pussy better than Debra Jo, and Candace couldn't keep a straight face whenever her slick clit was being worked over by her friend's hot, slithering tongue. A soft, impassioned sight came from deep within her chest when Debra Jo sucked her clit harder.

"I love your pussy," Debra Jo whispered, not taking her mouth away from the moist, hairy petals of Candace's cunt. As she sucked on the brunette's throbbing clit, Debra Jo continued to stroke the two pricks that filled her hands.

Debra Jo's hair tickled the insides of Candace's thighs as she stabbed her tongue as far as it would go into her cunt. The hot-blooded blonde lapped at her friend's pussy, sucking and nibbling and tonguing feverishly at it to work Candace into an oblivion of ecstasy.

"Mmmmmmmm!" Debra Jo crooned, licking faster as more oily pussy juice seeped from Candace's cunt. She could tell that it wouldn't be long before she would be drinking down the feminine girl-cum her friend had to offer.

Sensing her victory near at hand, Debra Jo released the two cocks, and she concentrated all her energy on Candace's cunt. She shoved two fingers deep into her seething, steamy pussy while licking and sucking on her vibrating, pulsating clit. After stabbing Candace's cunt with her two stiffened fingers, Debra Jo felt Candace's thighs flex into knotted cords of muscle.

"Mmmmmm! Give me your cum," Debra Jo urged quietly, thirsty for the taste of her friend's slick juices. She sucked the brunette's tiny clit into her mouth and chewed on it.

Candace caught her bottom lip between her teeth, biting softly to silence the scream of ecstasy that seemed trapped in her throat. Debra Jo's lips were driving her crazy, exciting and enticing her clit to release the hot, slippery pussyjuice that churned in her body.

A moment later, as Debra Jo reamed her tight, juicy cunt with her tongue, cream started gushing out. The horny blonde tongued feverishly as Candace's thighs slapped the sides of her face. Heady waves of pussyjuice spewed out, only to be feverishly lapped up by Debra Jo as she tongued and swallowed the girl-cum.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm!" Debra Jo purred, continuing to finger-fuck Candace while sucking on her clit. She felt strands of hair sticking to her cheeks, which were wet with pussyjuice. The pungent flavor of Candace's girl-cum delighted her as she licked and swallowed greedily.

Candace's hands were balled into tiny, tight fists. Her shoulders jerked up and down as her spasming cunt was licked and sucked. Even through her bra and dress, her hard, erect nipples were clearly visible.

The moment seemed to hang in space, with Candace suspended in the middle of ecstasy. When she finally drifted down to the real world, when reality began to slip back into her senses, she felt thoroughly satisfied and a little embarrassed at what she had done in public.

When Candace's gaze finally cleared, her heart sank in her chest. A waiter was coming toward her, with a look of absolute anger creasing the lines of his face. Beneath the table, nobody but the waiter had noticed that Debra Jo's booted foot had slipped out and was not covered by the tablecloth.

"Debra Jo, you'd better get up here quick," Candace whispered urgently, smoothing her dress over her thighs once more while she wondered what the hell she would do about her panties, which were still wrapped around one ankle.

Blaine braced himself. If push got to shove, he was ready to punch the waiter and try to make an escape.