Tom Allison

Two mothers in heat

CHAPTER ONE

Thirty-four-year-old Robyn Harmon soaked peacefully in the bathtub, her long, brown hair lying wet across her delicately caned shoulders, her gorgeously stacked body glistening under the water. It was nearly ten o'clock now, and she needed to relax after her long day at the clothing store.

But Robyn didn't feel reined. She wiggled her ass restlessly as she lay in the water, blushing slightly with embarrassment as she felt the hot need pulsing through her curt. Robyn didn't believe in sex outside of marriage, and it had been almost a year since she'd divorced her ex-husband. But there was no denying the way her pussy felt, tingling and burning with lust.

"Damn it," Robyn sighed.

Her huge tits jiggled as she pushed her hand between her legs, anxiously feeling the lust swollen lips of her cunt. Robyn always felt ashamed of herself after she jacked off, but the need was really bad tonight. Robyn wondered if she'd be able to get to sleep without finger-fucking her pussy several times in a row.

Five feet, six inches tall in her stocking feet, Robyn had always been an exceptionally beautiful woman. For as long as she could remember men had constantly been after her for sex. Her long, straight brown hair fell in gentle waves to her shoulders, framing a movie star's face. But as pretty as her face was, Robyn knew that wasn't why men wanted to fuck her so much. It was because of her body.

Ever since she'd reached puberty, Robyn Harmon had known she would grow up to be unusually well-endowed. Her parents and other adults had commented on her development, and physical education teachers had frequently excused her from dressing down in their classes. Her body was so voluptuous that they were afraid even other girls would be distracted by it.

Robyn had a delicately sculptured frame, and the naturally tawny, olive, unblemished skin of a California beach bunny. Her legs were long, slender and perfectly formed, and there wasn't a trace of fat on her abdomen or full, rounded, magnificently packed ass. If it hadn't been for the size of her tits, Robyn could have been an extremely successful model. But there weren't many modeling positions for girls with tits as big as hers.

When the boys and some of her teachers in school had really started ogling her, Robyn had often been embarrassed by the size of her tits. Her tits measured thirty-six inches around, because of her slender body, but she could barely stuff them into a double D-cup bra. That meant that her tits were huge, and even at age thirty-four they'd remained perfectly firm.

The oversized melons jiggled seductively in any kind of top she wore, and the fat, deep crimson nipples protruded through the most restrictive brassieres. Robyn wished that she didn't have such big nipples because the rubbery tips swelled nearly an inch long when she was excited.