It was Friday night and my sixteen year old boys were invited to a party. Their coach wanted to show the whole soccer team his appreciation for their hard efforts and making it to the semi finals. They had left before I got home from work. So I thought, instead of sitting home alone, I should go out to have a bite to eat.
I went upstairs and as I walked by their room, I noticed some magazines lying on Tim’s bed. I went in and had a look at them. They mainly featured mature women in sexy poses and seductive silky negligees. 'Hmm, I guess they really like that stuff. I wonder if they left this lying here on purpose. Maybe I should buy some,'
I went into my bedroom, slipped into a pair of tight-ass jeans and a snug fitting top, which hugged my 36 C globes nicely. I put on a bit more makeup and a bright pink lip-gloss. Then I untied my ponytail and fluffed up my loose flowing blonde hair. I felt hot and vibrant and I was ready and excited to go on a little shopping spree.
I took the magazine with me and showed the saleslady at ‘La Vie En Rose’ the lingerie I was interested in, and luckily she had similar once in my size and my preferred color.
The minute I got home I took a shower and then I slipped one on. Its silky texture caressed my soft skin and sent tingling sensations up my spine. I had never had such a sexy skimpy little outfit and I felt so endearing in it. I put on my highest summer heels and danced around in front the mirror, and imitated the poses from the women in the magazine. Hmm…I understand why men get all aroused by this; it even gets me all horny.
In fact, I got so horny that I had to take out my vibrator.
I pleasured myself while watching my image in the mirror. This was so darn naughty and I realized all the sexual fun I had missed out on for all those years. I was innocent and inexperienced when I got married and Leo is the only man I've ever had intercourse with. Well, enough of this! It’s high time that this changes. Today!
I told myself
I went downstairs, poured myself a big drink, generous on the alcohol to give me that needed boost of courage in putting my plan into action. I dimmed the lights and played some relaxing music and then I flopped onto the couch. I was very anxious for my boys to come back home. I reached into my tiny panties and fondled my womanhood while lewd scenarios were racing through my mind.
But the time ticked by and eventually I drifted off to sleep.
In my slumber I had visions of my boys walking in on me and I heard them whispering, how bewitching and saucy I looked in my skimpy outfit. They were giggling and rubbing their crotches and egging each other on to make the first move. I could almost smell their presence.
Tingling sensations were emanating from my female parts and had me writhing in my sleep. My unconscious mind felt a wet mouth on my breast and tender teeth chewing on my nipple, while my other breast was avidly caressed by a cold hand.
An exquisite titillation made its way from my groin up to my brain and had me slightly moaning. It felt so darn good and instinctively my hand reached down and grabbed the hair, pressing the head harder against my womanhood. I could feel a wet tongue licking my vagina, running up and down the sensitive interior of my quivering lips. Automatically my hips bucked upwards, begging for more of these marvelous sensations.
I was still in that place between sleeping and waking and I murmured, “Oh yeah, yeah that feels sooo nice. Uuuhh yeeah, eat my pussy, eat it!”
The raspy tongue lapped madly up and down my folds and brushed hard over the tip of my clitoris, which caused me to jump and ripped me out of my dozing state for good.
“Oh…wow… you are finally back,” I mumbled.
“Yeah mom,” Jim said with my nipple still in his mouth. “Shit, if I had known that you were waiting for us, we would have come home sooner.”
“Fuck yeah, that’s the best thing I’d eaten all day,” Tim snickered and continued eating out my pussy.
“Watch your language, young man,” I admonished him. I never allowed them to use the four letter word in this house.
“Sorry mom, but your snatch tastes so goddamn good. How else in this world could I explain it?” Hmm… this is strange.
I always condemned foul language, but somehow it aroused me at this moment of time, and I felt that wicked desire to try it out myself.
“Oh fuck yes, suck mommy’s horny snatch,” I hissed, and my heart lurched by the sound of it.
“Oh Jim, suck my teat! Suck it hard! Suckle and milk mommy’s tits like a starving baby,” I demanded excitedly.
“Oh fuck yes! That is sooo
arousing, talking dirty like this,” I stated, still in disbelief that those words were actually coming out of my
“Oh yeah mom, I am so horny, can I fuck you?” Tim asked hesitantly.
“Oh god yes, yes baby, fuck your mommy. Fuck mommy’s …what did you just call it, horny snatch?
Yes fuck it!” I demanded.
He sprung up, unzipped his pants and pulled them down in one swift move. Then he bent down and with his teeth he took hold of my lace panties, which were stretched across below my knees. I lifted my legs and wiggled around, helping him to get them off. Then I willingly spread my legs apart giving him full access to my sacred cove.
One more time his sloppy wet tongue slipped over my quivering lips and then he pushed my legs up and told me to hold them. I watched as Tim took his raging erection into his hand and guided it to my entrance. Then, agonizingly slowly he slipped it in, the whole way until his balls were snug to my bum. I held my breath for a moment, relishing the feeling of a warm, live penis embedded in my womb. Something I hadn't felt for 8 long years!
I could feel tears forming in my eyes and I begged my boys, “Oh god, yes give it to me. Use me boys, suck and fuck your horny mommy!”
Tim started to drive his horny rod faster and deeper into me. His full little balls kept smacking my ass with every one of his powerful thrusts. It felt so darn good and I pushed Jim’s face harder against my breast. He suckled forcefully, making my areola shrivel in excitement and my nipples grow hard like bullets. His slurping was loud and sounded as he if he was really drinking my milk. Tim’s thrusting accelerated even more and our bodies clashed loudly together. He made my whole body shake and sometime my knee hit Jim’s head. He had a hard time holding my tit in his mouth and suddenly he pulled away.
“Hey Tim, lets change position,” he suggested.
Tim retracted his cock from my pussy, reached for my hand and led me to the armrest of the couch.
“Lean over it, mom,” he instructed, while bending my torso over the armrest. He grabbed my hips, pulled them closer and in one swift move his throbbing cock had found its way back into my wet burrow. I gasped at the sudden and abrupt invasion, but quickly my pussy muscles loosened up again and welcomed the intense massaging of his long veined cock.
Jim climbed onto the couch and knelt right in front of me with his dick in his hand. He pumped it slowly, pointing it right at my face. My mouth was watering and I opened it wide. He moved a bit closer and with every of Tim’s powerful thrusts, my mouth was being pushed right onto Jim’s succulent cock.
I felt so dirty, like a bitch in heat. I had a cock in my pussy and one in my mouth, the wildest thing I've ever done. It blew my mind and only after a few minutes of this crazy fucking I could feel an extreme sensation building up in my core. My heart thumped in my throat and my legs wobbled, as an earth shattering climax ripped through my whole body. I’d never experienced anything like it.
Small aftershocks were still coursing through my limbs when Tim’s fingers dug harder into my flesh. His body tensed and I could feel his eruption nearing.
“Oh fuck, mom, I’m …I’m cumming. Can I blow it into you?” he stammered, breathing heavily.
“Oh no…no!” I screamed.
But right after I said it, I changed my mind and pleaded ecstatically, “Oh what the hell, yes baby…fill me up! Give me your cream; yes, give it to me now!”
I whimpered in delight as I felt his first jet of cum hitting against my cervix, followed by a second and a third….It took my breath away, feeling my womb filling up with my son’s semen. He roared loudly while emptying his balls into me.
In my euphoric state I kept lapping madly Jim’s engorged head. My tongue was flicking and digging into his little slit which was oozing precum like a leaky faucet.
“Oh mom, stop! Don’t make me cum,” Jim yelled and quickly retracted his hard member. “I want to fuck your pussy too.”
“Well then get over here. I creamed her up good for you,” Tim snarled, while pulling his deflating dick out of my overflowing hole.
“No I wonna get fucked by her,” Jim exclaimed cheekily.
He flopped backwards onto the couch and motioned me to climb on top of him. As I walked towards him I could feel the gooey substance leaking out of my lips and running down my inner thighs. A strange blend of shame and lust invaded my brain and I pressed my thighs closely together.
Jim saw my hesitation and huffed impatiently, “C’mon mom get over here, get up on my gear stick and ride it!”
I climbed up on the couch and positioned myself over him. I took his gear stick in my hand and watched, as I guided it to my wide open, cum-drooling cunt. I felt so dirty, dirty like a slut. Slowly I descended on him, impaling his whole length in my sappy core. Then I started whipping up and down on him and quickly worked myself into a frenzy.
I made no attempt to hide the thrill I got out of this; sitting on top of a man and being watched by another one. It drove me crazy with wicked lust and I rode him like there was no tomorrow. Several long, long minutes later my body arched and shook as a powerful orgasm struck me like a bolt of lightning. I moaned and screamed in exaltation of pleasure…then I collapsed forward onto my son, totally out of breath.
He slung his arms around me and started pushing his pelvis upwards, slamming it hard against my swollen, engorged lips. He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, and I licked it. It was so wet and tasted so good, and we engaged in sloppy passionate French kiss. All along he kept on pounding me.
Then he started grunting and his hands moved downwards, clutching my ass. “Holy fuck, oh fuck yeeaahh!” he screamed, and then his body started shaking and went into wild convulsions. With one final strong upward thrust his pulsing cock fired his hot load into my trembling interior. While moaning and biting my tongue he kept pumping his jizz into me, until there was nothing left.
Eventually his body went limp. He lay there beneath me, totally spent.
“Oh good god mom, you have no idea how fucking wicked this is, to see you fucking my brother. That’s better than any porn flick I've seen.” Tim divulged gleefully.
“What? Where do you watch porn?” I asked totally shocked.
“Thursday evenings at Terry’s place, Terry the goalie of our soccer team, you know?” He explained quickly. “He is eighteen, in case you don’t remember.”
“Oh is that so,” I started saying…but then I thought, 'Oh what the hell; look at them, they know more about sex than I do, and I only can benefit from it. Maybe I should start watching some myself… '
To be continued…
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