into your body right now, it feels so good. Keep fucking me, Mom. Don't stop Slave, fuck your master.'
Polly's passion mounted as she heard the words her son spoke, and she began seriously fucking him. The idea of her son lying there, idly playing with her swinging tits and ordering his mother to screw him to orgasm was simply mind-boggling.
'Oh baby, it feels so good in me, too. God, I could die like this and I wouldn't care. Please squeeze my nipples harder, baby. I love you. I love your beautiful cock too. Give it to me baby, fuck me hard now.'
Her motions became frantic as his hands on her tits clenched the tender flesh, and his hips bucked upwards with all the strength in his young body. His dick was driven into her sensitive cunt with great force, and she tossed her head and arched her back in her ecstasy.
'Oh Peter, it feels so good in me, keep it up! Oh God it's wonderful.'
Anew voice intruded on her passion.
'Here Mom, suck me off while you're getting fucked.'
She opened her eyes and there was Donny standing on the bed beside his brother's prone body. She was staring directly into his groin, and there was his half erect cock, still damp from her cunt, staring at her.
'Oh God Donny, it's still wet from your fucking me. Can't you clean up first?'
A shot of pain went through her breasts and Peter's voice cracked at her, 'Suck his juicy cock, Slave, or I'll pinch your tits real hard. You're a slave and you'll do what we tell you.'
That was all Polly needed to disregard any hesitation she might have had about tasting her own cunt juices on the cock of her son.
'Oh God, yes, Master. Give me your dick, baby, I'll love it if you want me to.'
Donny smiled at his brother. Polly reached for Donny's dripping cock and immediately fell under the erotic influence of the moment instead of simply sucking it into her mouth, she cupped his balls, and, holding his cock between thumb and forefinger, she rubbed the velvety organ all over her face. Traces of their mutual orgasms were wiped across her beautiful, lust-filled face. Finally, she opened her moist, soft ups, and her tongue began licking small patches of skin along the shaft of Donny's cock.
Peter watched in awe at his mother's rapture as a result of being ordered to suck Donny's cock while it was all gooey with come.
'Geeze Donny look at her. She's really turned on now. You like that don't you, Mom? You like sucking Donny's nasty, sticky cock? You're doing just like you were told and you love it, don't you, Mom?'
Polly now had Donny's cock in her mouth, and her cheeks were caving in with the pressure she was putting on his organ. Her replies to his questions were nods of her head, and muffled sounds that escaped from her stuffed mouth.
'Mmmmffhgh… Hhmmm.'
The sound of sucking was also heard. Polly bounced up and down on Peter's cock, and, cupping her other son's ass, brought his groin right up against her face. His cock was now completely embedded in her oral embrace. He could feel her finger trace the line of his ass crack, and soon he felt pressure at the tight little sphincter opening. He became quite aroused at this new attention to his body, and his hips pumped his cock in and out of his mother's face. He grabbed her hair and held himself in place while she blew him.
'Oh God Pete, I'm gonna come in her mouth, man. She's really sucking the stuff right out of me.'
'I know, I can't hold back much longer. Mom, you're gonna get two loads at once. You want that don't you? You want both of us to come in you at once don't you?'
Polly didn't hear him, she was so wrapped up in what she was doing, and with the sensual feelings that she was submerged in, she didn't even feel Peter reach up and pinch her swollen nipples. Her body did react though, and it finally put her over the top, and she began coming.
A low moan started in her throat and escaped through her nose and stuffed mouth. Donny's cock was starting to swell, and she knew he would soon give her what she craved, a mouthful of male sperm. She reveled in its slightly thick starchy texture as it flooded her mouth and rolled over her tongue.
Donny's hips froze as the sensitive glans pulsated with each shot of semen. 'Oh Jesus Pete, she did it. It's coming out of me. Pete. She's sucking it all out of me. Ooohhh Geeezze!'
Polly moaned and bounced harder as her own orgasm flowed from her. It finally escaped the seal of Peter's cock in her vaginal opening and spilled down over his balls and soaked his crotch.
She moaned and hunched her body. Her tits, now free of his hands as he held her hips, bounced and rubbed together in their fullness.
Peter knew he was about to shoot, too.
'Here it comes, Mom. You're going to get it all now. Oh shit! Mom… fuck me… Mom!'
His hips bucked and she had to suddenly let go of Donny to maintain her balance atop her bucking son. Donny's cock escaped her mouth with a loud popping sound, and she collapsed over Peter's body as she felt each and every shot of his sperm strike her cervix. She moaned small sounds and mashed her breasts against his face.
Peter was ecstatic. His loins were exploding in his mother's cunt, and his face was buried in the soft, fragrant flesh of her firm tits. He opened his mouth and sucked one hard nipple in and chewed it as he shot time after time.
The pain from her breast brought Polly to an additional orgasm, and as she lay there, too exhausted to move, it gushed from her cunt and resoaked Peter's groin.
'Oh God Peter, I can't move. My body is floating and I can't stop coming, darling. Oh Peter, your cock was so wonderful when you came. Donny's cock felt so good too.'
Donny collapsed alongside his mother and brother, gasping for air. He heard his mother murmuring small sentences but couldn't understand what it was she was saying. He saw that Peter was holding his mother in his arms, his one hand slowly caressing the satiny smooth skin of her hips.
Finally Peter gently pushed Polly off of him, and she rolled onto her back. She had her eyes closed and her breathing was still ragged. They looked at the lovely woman they had just sexually assaulted, and it was hard to visualize this wanton, sexually aroused woman as the same one who had been tucking them in and kissing away their little hurts all their lives. Peter looked up at Donny and saw that his brother was feeling much the same thing he was, too.
Peter's voice was hushed as he said, 'You know Donny, it's weird, but I don't think I ever loved Mom like I do now. I don't mean anything funny by that either, it's just a special feeling I got inside me now.'
Donny didn't respond, instead he nodded his head slowly as he gently caressed one of Polly's full, firm breasts.
Finally he too spoke. 'She really misses Dad, Pete. What we did isn't right, but I think she needed some kind of love like that. I know what you mean though, I love her a special kind of way now, too.'
The boys lay beside their slumbering mother, their arms across her naked torso. They too drifted into a deep sleep that took up a great part of the afternoon. At one time during the nap, Polly awakened enough to realize where she was and who was in bed with her. At first her mind rebelled from the sight, but then a full realization of her new role in her son's lives hit her. She tucked aside the moral aspects of what she was doing and simply enjoyed the memory of how they had made her feel that day.
Reaching out the gently took both flaccid penises in her hands, closed her eyes, and drifted back into a deep, untroubled sleep.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Less than two miles down the beach, a lovely blonde girl stood on the plank porch of her home. Her eyes watched the last rays of the sun reflect off of the azure blue Pacific Ocean, the color being nearly an exact match for the girl's eyes. The breeze ruffled through her shoulder-length pale blonde hair. The girl's trim, tanned body was hidden from view by a full-length silk dress, but slits up both sides revealed long slim legs that would soon mature into the exciting limbs of a tall woman. Her breasts were prominent mounds of flesh on her young chest, and her adolescent nipples could even now he seen slightly through the light fabric of her clinging gown.
She finally tore her eyes form the setting sun and entered the dim interior of the attractive 'A' Frame beach
