egg. Uniting, forming a child. I was thrilled knowing I had both my sons loving semen inside me, millions and millions of wriggling sperms from their nut shaped testicles mingling, racing in the most important race ever. The race for life.
EPILOGOUE
Today, I am 57. A fulfilled mother. I have seen all my children grow up and start their lives as adults more or less. 4 months after John and I had Mindy, I was pregnant again. It must have been the nursing which made it difficult for the new impregnation. But I didn't mind trying over and over again. It made it even more thrilling and delightfull each time they orgasmed, knowing this time could be the time one of their seeds they were planting deep inside my fertile womb would catch and start growing.
This time however, I didn't know who the father is, and I don't really care if it's little Tim, or John, but Linda our daughter sure has some of John's looks… After 1 year John moved away to a bigger town for college, and Tim had me all by himself. Together we had two sons, Michael and James, named after my dead husband. Of course John missed me, and I missed him. But he would come home every 2 weeks, and then I would be 'his'. I know he was a little jelous of Tim who could do me whenever he wanted, but that didn't keep him from sharing me with Tim. He said he enjoyed seing me with his brother. Watching me make love with another man.
I know one learns a lot of different things at collage. But what John learned was something I had never heard of. I had read about anal sex, but that was allways taboo, until one of these weekends John came to town. I remember I was straddling Tim, riding his now quite large penis, when hearing John whisper something in my ear. He said he wanted to try something new, pulling out his rigid member, covering it with vaseline. I didn't understand what it was all about until he started smearing out vaseline on my bum-hole and even pushing his vaseline couvered fingers inside. I must say I panicked, but he told me it wouldn't hurt so much, and I would enjoy it more than I thought. Besides this was his weekend, and I was his woman. I'll never forget the moment when he placed his member against my back hole and started sliding his penis inside. I must say it did hurt. But John was very gentle with me. After the initial tearing sensation, he slid inside me completly, resting for some time. Tim didn't understand at first what was happening, but then he justed grunted, and exclaimed his surprise with a 'Oh wow'.
I can't say I really liked the anal-sex thing. But together with a penis inside my vagina it felt wonderful. It felt so odd when my two lover's rods slid in and out of me. Everytime John pulled out, Tim would push and vice versa. I could feel the thin membrane separating my vagina from the anal region being massaged by their moving penises, and my two sons used to joke about feeling their penises through my membrane. I have never ever felt that filled. But there was more to come. One day when I was straddling Tim, my back against him, riding him, John licking and sucking my milk producing breasts, I suddenly felt John place himself at the entrance of my vagina. I looked at him questioningly, but he just continued with a 'hold still you guys'. Now I had given birth to 3 children during the 3 last years and my two sons had played a lot with things in my vagina, enlarging it, so I was pretty loose. But having two penises inside my vagina was something I had never thougt possible. Tim pulled my back to his chest, holding my breasts in his hands while John started humping me, occasionally sucking my erect and milk dribbling nipples. I couldn't believe I had both my sons love pistills inside my pussy at the same time, but it was true. I could almost se in front of me their penises rubbing against eachother, filling me up, parting my cave completly thus playing on my clitoris til I reached orgasm after orgasm. Then they would time their orgasmes with mine, shooting their unified jets of sperm right into my womb, mixing with remains from previous deposits. These were the best days of my life…
Eventually, both John and Tim found their women. John married a girl at school who…well…she was, according to my opinion, a little too loose, but my son handled her well…and strangely enough they are married today. I know that he had been able to keep her more than satisfied in bed…today they have two boy children…the line of boys in our family seems to be very strong…
I remember one time when I visited Johns house. It was Monday morning and he and his wife Jenny were still in bed. I could hear grunts and screams and thought something was wrong. I cracked the door to their bedroom only to find them making love. The scene was furios and almost unreal. In front of my eyes, my oldest son and lover, was having sex with his wife. She was holding the bedpost, kneeling in the bed as John drove his member deep inside her, making her body lift from the bed each time he pumped her. Her breasts massaged by his big manly hands, making them squirt milk, (yes, he told me later he had told his wife he wanted her lactating, and even gotten her a breast pump, at first she didn't like it, but, well, you know women…). During the five minutes I stood there, the poor girl must have orgasmed 3 or 4 times, screaming things like, 'I'cant take it anymore…', 'I'm…I'm cumming…','you animal…'. Yes it was animalic seeing him do it to his wife, it was furios lovemaking, bestial. Then, when she was almost passing out, he just tossed her in the bed on her back, kneeling beside her head which he grabbed between his hands and pushing his penis inside her mouth. He pumped her mouth furiously, she coughed, tried to scream, but he went on. Then his body stiffened and his penis ejaculated in her throat. When he had relieved himself, he let himself slide in and out of her mouth yet a couple of times, cum leaking from her lips, her eyes closed. Then he bent down to her breasts, sucked for a while and went to the bathroom, taking a shower. During the entire act in front of me, I couldn't help it, but I had to play with myself. After several minutes, the abused wife of his, rolled onto her side and peeled up the cover, sighing, then going to sleep. An hour later, when I was barbequeing with John and his sons in their beautiful garden, she descended. I saw a grin on her face, she kissed me, welcoming me like a good daughter-in-law should do. She had cleaned up and dressed in a skirt and blouse, she looked pretty. I turned away to the children and started talking to them, but in the corner of my eye I could see her embrace my son, her hand between his legs, squeezing his manhood…I allmost got jelous of her…she had her hands full…in both senses…she had more than she could ever handle alone…
Tim found a very attractive and good wife to be, a farmer's daughter that went to school with him. She was very young, only 13, and virgin when he first met her, her parents didn't really like it I guess, my son was after all 20 years old. He used to make love to her at home, sometimes in the barn. He knew I was peeking, and he liked it. She was so tender and fragile, so beautiful, like a princess out of a legend. And she loved him and most of all his experteese when it came to lovemaking. After waiting 4 years, for her to get her legal-age, and finally her parents approval, he married her. Today they have 1 daugther, and she is 4 months pregnant with next child.
My sons moved down to Florida where they opened a big firm that deals mostly with import and export to South America and the Islands. I allmost forgot to tell you that John has a Major in economy…I followed my sons to Florida where they bought me a fantastic house. There I live today with our children, Mindy, Linda, Michael and James. Of course, our, John's, Tim's and my children will never find out who their real fathers are. To our common children they are just being friendly uncles, visiting me every now and then…
I cannot hide that I have had my lusts for young boys, especially Michael and James, however, nothing has ever happened between us, and I don't think anything will, especially not now when they both have girlfriends…
But I know I do have a weekness for young boys, and that nothing will ever change. Several times during the last 2 years I have found myself seducing boys of 13 to 15 years in my own home. Sometimes the pizza delivery boy or the paperboy or just a boy from the grocery store, it makes me feel like a predator. Sometimes I stay at the beach, finally catching a boy ogling my body, covered only with a too small bikini, exposing more than it is designed to. I know it's risky, after all I don't want my children to find out, but the urge of doing it with a virgin boy, to feel once again the wonderful moments so long ago is sometimes too strong. I remember one of these occasions at the beach when I met 3 boys, two were brothers and the third was their cousins on vacation. The youngest was only 12 and the oldest 15. I'll never forget the tight bond which we built during a month. Everyday I would go to the beach when my children were at school. We had a secret hiding place in the park not far away. There all three of them would come and enjoy my body. I teached them everything there was to teach. I did things with them that not many women would comply of doing, like sucking them, letting them suck milk out of my lactating breasts…it was so wonderful, teaching the youngsters games they would learn in the close future. But what was so wonderful was that they were virgins, the twelve year-old was too immature to be able to ejaculate, unfortunately, because I love virgin boys and I love virginal sperm inside my sloppy, cumfilled vagina, it makes me feel so wicked…
Of course I meet John and Tim. Almost everyday when my children are away at school I take the car to the
