Adultery UNFAITHFUL MOTHERS AND HOUSEWIVES --- stranger_women

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There had been a couple of times in the past when Joan had gone home and forgot to sign out, as was required by company policy. She hadn't done it intentionally, it was just that on those occasions she had so involved in her work and mentally calculating outcomes that she had just walked right out the front door, which, before 5:30 p. m., wasn't locked. That had caused a bit of concern, until she could be contacted. Jim Breyers, the CEO of GynaDyne, had called her into his office to gently reprimand her for her forgetfulness. Now, anytime after 6:00 p.m., if she hadn't signed out, the security desk always called to check.

"Thanks for calling, Chet," Joan said, still smiling as she worked her finger in and out of her pussy. I've got a little bit more work to finish up, but I won't forget to stop by and sign out."

"Uh, okay Dr. Kolar. I'm, uh, sorry to bother you... ."

"Not a problem, Chet. I know I've been naughty before," here Joan's wicked smile became a broad wicked grin. She was barely able to suppress a moan of pleasure as she pressed the heel of her hand firmly down on her erect little clitoris and rotated it. "You're only doing your job."

"Yes mam'."

"Bye, Chet, see you in a little while."

"Goodbye Dr. Kolar."

Joan hung up the phone and went back to massaging her breasts and pinching her nipples. She also realized that her pussy was wet, more wet than since she had been an eighteen year old college student fucking every chance she could get. And, in those days, she could literally soak her panties.

"More," she told herself out loud. "I want more. I want a big fat cock fucking me." She wondered if she could seduce Chet. But really, he was over sixty and had a belly hanging over his belt; not really her type. Still, she was so horny she gave it serious consideration.

Only two things stopped her from calling him back. First, if it ever came out that she had fucked one of the security guards, especially after dosing herself with this new drug, well, that would be the end of her job with GynaDyne. Second, she remembered that she had a big flashlight in the bottom, left-hand desk drawer. It held four D-cells and was both thick and long.

When GynaDyne first moved into this building, there had been a major storm and the power was knocked out. Unfortunately, the electrical contractor had made a big mistake and the emergency lighting hadn't worked. After that Joan had bought the flashlight as a just-in-case back up.

Joan stopped playing with her tits and sat up in her chair. She looked down and realized that the leather was wet from her vaginal lubrication. Wow! she thought, this drug really works great. In her present state of arousal and desire, Joan didn't realize that she should only be mildly aroused, not feeling like a hot and ready mare wanting the stallion to mount her and penetrate her deep and hard.

She opened the drawer and there it was, a long, thick tube of red-colored brushed aluminum. It was nearly eighteen inches long. The end that unscrewed in order to put the batteries in had smooth, rounded edges. Perfect, she thought. Of course, she couldn't fuck the whole length, but she knew she was going to shove as much of it up her cunt as she could.

Joan placed the heavy flashlight on her desk then stood up. From another drawer she grabbed some tissues and wiped off the fingers of her right hand. Then she reached around behind herself and unzipped the skirt, letting it fall to the floor. She kicked it aside.

Taking the flashlight she marched, naked from the hips down, into her private bathroom and quickly washed the outside of the cold metal tube. She didn't have condom to put over it and the disposable lab glove clearly wouldn't work and she did want it clean before inserting it into her pussy.

The thought that, in seconds, she was going to fuck herself with the flashlight sent a shiver of anticipatory delight through her horny, highly sexually aroused body.

Back at her desk, Joan wiped up the wet leather with some more tissues then sat her ass on the edge of the plush chair. She leaned back into it and raised her legs to rest her heels on the edge of the desk, letting her knees fall outward. Holding the flashlight in her left hand, her right hand stoked her pussy some more. Yes, it was still dripping wet.

Joan took the end of the flashlight with her right hand and rubbed it through the wetness of her labia, then she positioned it at the entrance to her vagina.

"Oh, God yes!" she sighed as she slowly pushed the cold metal tube into her hot pussy. She pushed and pushed and pushed until she had nearly half of its length buried in the depths of her clenching, slippery hole... and then she had an orgasm. Her hips bucked up and her stomach muscles tightened as her head and upper body came forward and the wonderful, blissful, delightful waves of sexual climax took her.

Joan's teeth were clenched and she was grunting and panting. Slowly the orgasm passed leaving her with the wonderful warm afterglow that comes with the quick, intense release of sexual tension.

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Joan took several deep breaths, still holding the flashlight deep in her pussy. After a few seconds, she laughed, shrugged her shoulders and rolled her head around.

"Wow," she said out loud, "that was a surprise. I wonder what else I can do."

Joan began sliding the thick, round, metal tube in and out of her pussy, slowly at first, but picking up speed as she went. It felt so good to her.

"Oh yes! Oh God yes! Oh fuck yes!" she cried out loud as she repeatedly pulled and shoved the flashlight in and out of her wet and wanton pussy using both hands. She was brutally fucking herself with the flashlight. It was right on the edge of pain but it was a pain that only served to intensify her pleasure.

Soon, she felt the feeling she always got shortly before coming and knew she would be coming again in a short time. She began rotating the flashlight around in her cunt with her left hand while her right hand began rubbing and slapping her clitoris.

"Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh yes!" she cried. And then... .

"Ahhhhhh-ahhhhh-AHHHH!" Joan gave voice to an incredibly intense orgasm. Her body convulsed and her vaginal muscles clenched repeatedly around the thick aluminum tube, now stuffed as deep into her pussy as it could go.

Within a few seconds the tension drained from Joan's body and she flopped back into the chair, her hand letting go of the flashlight. The weight from its big end and gravity made it start sliding out of Joan's vagina, tipping down towards the floor as it did. Finally, it plopped out, landing on the floor with a dull thud. As the blunt end of it left her throbbing cunt it kicked against her clitoris, sending an intense shock of pleasure through her body.

Joan stayed there for a few moments with her legs spread and her heels on the edge of her desk, knees splayed wide apart, wet pussy still throbbing slightly, and feeling wonderfully weak as a rag doll and wonderfully satisfied.

As her head cleared, Joan sat up and took stock of where she was and what she had done. Oh my God, she thought. I've made some sort of terrible miscalculation with this drug. But then she pushed that to the back of her mind to take care of later. Right now she needed to clean things up, get dressed and get home.

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Chapter 2.

The flashlight was washed and put away. Her vaginal juices were cleaned off her chair. She had used some wet paper towels to wipe her pussy and thighs. It would have to do until she got home and could take a shower. Joan stuffed her panty hose and panties in her purse, put her skirt back on and zipped it up then put on her jacket and slung her purse over her shoulder before giving her office one last look. Everything was neat and tidy. And then she saw the vial of Aphrodite still sitting on her desk.

Aphrodite is a good name for this drug she told herself ruefully as she slipped the vial into her purse. She turned out her office lights and lock the door and made her way to the hallway door by the dim light its window let in.

Joan came into the lobby through the door that led back to the labs and her office to dutifully signed out at the security desk. She looked at Chet.

"Chet? You are Chet, right?" she asked with a slightly puzzled look on her face.

The security desk was three-sided with the desk, proper, sitting behind a higher countertop. Joan leaned against the countertop resting her upper body on her forearms as she looked at the security guard. The slight breeze caused by her movement through the air carried the pheromone, copulance, she was producing in relatively copious amounts, towards Chet.

"Yes, Dr. Kolar," Chet answered. He smiled at this attractive, older woman that he would have been happy to... . God, he thought. Dr. Kolar is even more attractive than I remember. He could feel that warm feeling in his groin preceding getting an erection.

"Somehow I thought you were older... ."

"Oh, that's Chuck. Yeah he's, I don't know, at least sixty, I think."


"Ah yes, Chuck. How could I get you two mixed up."

Joan ran a hand through her auburn hair, cut just below her ears. Her pale gray eyes sparkled as she gave Chet a winning smile.

Chet, Joan noticed, was about the age of her sons, Eric and Ethan. The fact that he was a handsome young black man was even more enticing to her, never having had sex with a black man before.

Joan realized that she was about to seriously start flirting with Chet, but stopped herself in time. It's just the drug still working, she told herself. Still, she couldn't help but give him another big smile as she said goodnight.

As she was clacking across the marble floor in her high heels on her way to the front door, realizing that she was naked under her skirt, she couldn't help letting her hips swing more sexily than she normally would have, hoping Chet was watching her.

Chet was definitely watching her, closely, as she walked away from him. He appreciated the play of her firm buttocks in her tight skirt. He appreciated the lovely curve of her toned calves. He knew she was forty-five, old enough to be his mother. But so what? Dr. Kolar was a short but curvaceous woman, altogether a very tidy and hot package of a mature woman. He would have been happy to fuck her.

Had she been flirting with him, he wondered? His cock must have thought so. It was already more than half hard.

As Joan reached the front doors, Chet pushed the button to release the lock. Joan pushed through the buzzing door then turned to give Chet another big smile and wave goodbye.

"Damn!" Chet said out loud. "I'd really like to get into that." And then he sighed, knowing that it would never happen. He reached down to his groin and gave his "bad boy," a firm squeeze.

"Go back to sleep big fella, there ain't gonna be no action tonight," he said quietly out loud. At least not until he got back to his apartment and masturbated while fantasizing about Dr. Kolar he told himself.

"Whew!" Joan felt like she was on the horns of a dilemma. She had somehow miscalculated the proper dosage of the new drug and was acting inappropriately. At the same time, she was loving the totally raw sexual feeling it was giving her. It made her feel so alive and sexy and ready for anything sexual. It was an exciting and giddy-making feeling.

She also hoped that she hadn't miscalculated the duration of the effect of the drug. She should only have five to six more hours before she was back to normal. At least, she hoped it wouldn't be any longer than that, no matter how good she was feeling now.

Joan would have been home in half an hour if there hadn't been a major accident on the freeway. After fifteen minutes, just before coming to a complete stop due to the accident, she began feeling that familiar warm feeling in her pelvic region again, the one that precedes full sexual arousal. The drug was definitely still working on her. But of course it would be she realized.

By the time traffic got moving again—stop and go, stop and go for nearly twenty minutes—Joan was squeezing her thighs together rhythmically, she could feel sexual wetness in her vagina once more and her nipples were hard again. She wanted to reach between her legs and rub herself. She also wanted to squeeze her breasts and pinch her nipples.

Oh God, she thought, I'm so horny. I don't know how I miscalculated the dosage, but at least I know this drug definitely works.

All she wanted to do was get home, get naked, get her fat dildo out of the bedside stand and fuck herself. Oh yes! She thought as she finally approached her exit, I want to feel that dildo sliding in and out of my pussy. God, I'm so hot! And the image of herself fucking her pussy with her dildo wouldn't go away. It mingled with the image of fucking herself with the big aluminum flashlight. Joan was having a hard time concentrating on driving.

As she pulled up behind a car at a light that had just turned red, Joan maneuvered her skirt up and reached between her legs to rub her fingertips up and down her pussy. Gasping as just how good it felt, she closed her eyes and rubbed even harder, up and down, up and down, against her clitoris.

A car honked behind her. Joan looked up to see the light had turned green and the car in front of her was nearly across the intersection. She straightened up and started moving to more honks. Five minutes later she pulled into her garage.

What the hell is going on, she wondered? This drug was affecting her more than she could have imagined. Again, she thought, I couldn't have miscalculated that much. I know my chemistry and my math.

Joan got out of her car, closed the garage door, and went into the house through the laundry room and into the kitchen. After putting her purse down on the counter she headed for her bedroom, but almost immediately turned around to grab her panty hose and panties out of her purse.

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Her boys, Eric and Ethan were off packing up Eric's apartment and putting his furniture in storage. Eric, aged twenty-five, was moving back in, temporarily. With his degree in construction engineering he had gotten a good job with an interstate construction firm with a branch office located in their city. But, with the economic downturn affecting the whole country the company had had to lay off some employees. Eric, one of the newest, was let go but with a reasonable severance package.

At first Joan thought that her son might be depressed, but he just laughed and said, "Better now than if I had been married with children and a mortgage. It might be tough going for a while but I'll find another job." And then he laughed again, "Even if I have to flip burgers at McDonalds."

Joan didn't mind her son moving back in. She loved both of her sons so very much. She had raised them by herself ever since their father, an oncologist, had divorced her ten years ago and married a younger woman, a trophy wife. Her boys had rallied to her defense and had been good at keeping her spirits up until she recovered from the emotional shock and got her emotional self back into good working order.

Her youngest son, Ethan, was in his last year at the university. He was majoring in Western History and wanted to be a teacher.

In the bedroom, Joan stripped off the rest of her clothes, letting them lie where they fell and went in the bathroom to start the shower. It was her habit to shower upon coming home from work. But today she felt she really needed it. Her pussy, thighs, and the crack of her ass were sticky from all her vaginal juices that her body had secreted while masturbating in her office and in the car. Then, with a fresh, clean body, she was going to fuck herself with her fat dildo and come again... maybe even more than once.

Just before she got into the shower, Joan heard a knock at her bedroom door.

"Mom," Eric asked as he opened the door and called out. "You in there?"

"Yeah, sweetie. What's up?"

Ethan and I are hot and sweaty and were going to go jump in the pool and cool off, then have a couple of beers," he said as he walked into his mother's bedroom and stood in the doorway to her bathroom.

This didn't bother Joan. Nudity was not a problem in their house. The boys were used to seeing their mother naked and she was used to seeing them naked, too. She had explained to them years ago that there is nothing wrong or shameful about the nude body.

Eric's eyes quickly took in the lovely sight of his naked mother... and her closely trimmed pubic hair. He didn't realize that he was inhaling the pheromone copulance that his mother was giving off in large amounts.

His cock was starting to get hard as he was talking to his mother and, for the first time in his life, he was seriously wishing that she wasn't his mother. Of course, he knew his mother was a sexually attractive woman and, as a hormonally raging teenager, he had had some passing fantasies about her, albeit, with some feelings of guilt. He had gotten over that he thought but now, as a man in his mid-twenties, he was clearly seeing his mother as a sexually desirable women once again.

"We'll be au natural," he continued. He swallowed dryly, "And, seeing as how you're already naked, you could join us, if you want."

Joan's house was at the top of a hill. All the other properties were lower than hers. Well, any that could see into her backyard over or through the privacy bushes that enclosed her backyard on three sides. Nudity around the pool was the norm with Joan and her two sons. They even had parties with other nudity tolerant friends from time-to-time.

"I'd give you a hug... ," and here he pretended like he would, and secretly really wanting to.

Joan could see that his dust-smudged, sweat-soaked T-shirt was clinging to his hard, muscular body. She stepped back. "Don't you dare, young man," she said. But she was laughing.

Looking at her son—actually at his handsome face and lean, muscular body—and being in a state of high sexual arousal. Her mind flashed to an image of her legs spread wide open and Eric on top of her, his hips between her legs, his cock thrusting in and out of her pussy. Before she could put that thought out of her mind she spoke up.

"Yeah. Sure sweetie. I'd love to come for a swim with you and Ethan."

"Okay, sweetie," Eric said, mimicking his mother. Then he bent forward to give her a kiss on the cheek.

"Oh my!" Joan said out loud after her son had left to join his brother in the swimming pool. She realized that the scent of his sweaty male body had enhanced her sexual arousal. It was a very strong, male scent. She stood there, inhaling deeply, feeling the heat throbbing through her pussy.

"I shouldn't do this," she told herself. But she was so horny and masturbation, while good, just wasn't good enough if she could avail herself of a willing male... or two.

"They're my sons", she told herself out loud, "how could I even think about having sex with them?" But another voice, deep inside her sex-crazed brain answered with a "So what? They're men. Good-looking, handsome young men."

But it was more than their physical attractiveness. Her sons were good boys. Hard working, honest, and reliable. She knew that raising children without a father would be hard, but she never gave in again to the feelings of despair and anger that she had first felt when her husband had left her... and the boys. She always presented a strong, positive side of life. She knew, from observing some of their friends that her sons were more mature for their age than the average young man.

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Neither of her sons were teenagers anymore. But when they had been they hadn't acted like so many teen-aged boys their age. And both of them had worked—not that they needed too—at paper routes or mowing lawns or any other job opportunity that came their way.

Yes, her sons were handsome young men, but the real root of their attractiveness came from the core of their being, the good, right-thinking young men that they were: Honest, hard-working, tolerant, logical, good-natured, friendly, caring, and always willing to help.

Joan loved her sons for the good boys they were, but now... now she was feeling something different for them. The aphrodisiac she had taken was making her see them in a strongly physical sexual light. Yes they were good young men, but they were also strong, handsome, muscular young men and her body was overriding the part of her mind that was saying this is wrong. Her body wanted to be dominated and penetrated by these two young men, her sons. She wanted them to fuck her and fuck her a lot.

Joan looked into the large bathroom mirror and saw a mature, but still very attractive women looking back at her. She watched herself as she reached down to her sticky, wet pussy and pinch the top of her labia together over her clitoris and squeeze hard. She shivered with pleasure and wanted more. She gave her image a wicked grin.

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Hey, Ethan," Eric said after stripping off, diving into the pool and coming up for air. "This is going to sound kind of strange but have you, you know, ever thought of Mom in... well, in a sexual way?

Ethan looked at his older brother and furrowed his brow. What is he up to, he asked himself.

"No, really," Eric said, seeing his brother's look. I just talked to Mom in her bathroom. She was getting ready to get into the shower, but I invited her to join us in the pool. She was naked, but it's not like we've never seen her naked before. But I got this feeling... . I don't know how to tell you. And, Ethan, I'll admit that I've kind of, sometimes, thought of Mom in a, uh... ." He was embarrassed admitting this to his little brother. "Well, I've kind of thought about her and sex and... ." He trailed off.

"Okay, big brother," Ethan said with a smile. "I'll let you off the hook. Yeah, I think Mom, as a Mom and a, you know, older woman is pretty hot. And, if you're saying that sometimes...sometimes you might have thought of her in a, uh, graphic sexual way, then, yeah, so have I."

Eric grinned. "Yeah, thanks, Ethan. But right now... . I mean when I was in talking to Mom... . I don't know what it was but, seriously, my dick was getting hard. That's never happened before."

"Dude!" Ethan said, "You're a total pervert." But he was grinning as he said it. Then he splashed water in Eric's face and dove under and swam away. When he came up he saw their mother come out onto the patio.

"Hey, Mom," Ethan called out, "come on in. The water's fine." He said it in a quavering voice, mimicking someone who had jumped into a pool of cold water and was trying to entice another person to do the same. It was an old joke of theirs.

Joan smiled, dropped her towel on a chaise lounge, then walked up to the edge of the pool and dived in.

Considering what they had just been talking about, both young men closely watched the toned and tidy figure of their mother as she dived into the pool and swimming under water. When she came up, she rolled over on to her back and did a few backstrokes. Her lovely breasts, with erect nipples, were plainly projecting above the water and, even though she was their mother, both boys couldn't help but appreciate them.

Eric and Ethan were standing together in about three feet of water and Joan was in the deep end. She turned over and kicked off the end of the pool and swam towards them underwater. When she got to them she reached out put a hand behind Eric's left thigh, just above the knee and Ethan's right thigh, also just above the knee, and pulled herself up to stand right in front of them.

Joan gave her sons a dazzling smile as water streamed off her tanned body. Then she raised her hands to her head to slick back her auburn hair from her face. In doing so, she presented her sons with her upraised breasts and hard nipples, made more firm and hard from the cool water of the pool. She looked gorgeous to both Eric and Ethan and they both realized what a sexy woman their mother truly was. They also realized that their cocks, the bases of which were just a couple of inched under water, were reacting to her but it was too late to do anything.

She gave each of her sons a wicked smile as she plunged her hands down into the water and took hold of their cocks.

Both cocks were partially erect and Joan, in her drug-induced sexual arousal, took that as a sign.

"Aha!" She exclaimed.

Both Eric and Ethan were surprised and shocked that their mother had grabbed—and was now squeezing—their cocks.

"One would think," Joan said, "that you would be rather shriveled up in this cool water. But no! You're half hard. You guys wouldn't be having sexual thoughts about your mother, would you?" Her gray eyes sparkled with humor and lust and she gave her sons another wicked smile.

"Uh, Mom!" Eric began. But his mother stopped squeezing and began stroking his cock, as well as Ethan's.

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The boys gave each other a look that really communicated nothing because they were, swimming pool aside, in uncharted waters. It was quite obvious to them that their mother had a hold on their cocks and was manipulating them. And, although it was a bit embarrassing, it wasn't unpleasant to either of them. It was making their cocks even harder. They both knew that if their mother had been someone else's mother they wouldn't have had a problem having sex with such an attractive "older" woman.

The subconscious mind of their most primitive base brain, of course, didn't really differentiate between their mother and other mothers regardless of what their conscious, civilized mind thought. Ergo, their cocks were getting harder and harder the longer their mother squeezed and stroked them.

The late evening sun was behind Eric and Ethan and, given the immediate circumstances, they both liked what they saw.

With their mother's wet auburn hair slicked back and her neat little ears exposed with their diamond studs in them; with her water proof mascara holding up well and enhancing her beautiful eyes; with the light sprinkle of freckles across her nose highlighted by the late evening sunlight; with the few light lines around her eyes that were inevitable with aging but in no way detracted from her natural good looks; and with sparkling drops of water standing out on her face, her shoulders, and her breasts—her breasts with their small, dark areolas and large, erect nipples—she was a vision of MILF loveliness. The only problem they had was that this MILF was their mother.

"Boys," Joan said with a seductive smile, "I'm going to give it to you direct. I'm horny. I'm so horny that I'm having a hard time thinking straight. I want to fuck. I want to feel a hard male body on top of me... and in me." She paused feeling their cocks throb in her hand. She gave them a seductive smile. And, I want to suck on a hard cock while my pussy is being fucked.

A small part of Joan's lust-crazed mind was screaming, "No, you can't do this!" Her over-stimulated libido quickly shoved that voice into a closet and locked the door.

"I know you're my sons," Joan continued. "Right now I don't care. We're all adults here. We can decide to do what we want. Right? Consenting adults and all?"

"Yeah, but Mom... ." Ethan began.

"Uh-uhn!" Joan said. "There are no 'buts'. I'm holding your cocks in my hands and in the last two minutes they have gone from partially hard to fully hard. You'd like to fuck me, wouldn't you Ethan?

Joan released both cocks and brought her hands up out of the water to Ethan's face and pulled him down for a very un-motherly kiss.

Joan had been standing close in front of her son's long enough—even though wet—for the pheromone, copulance her body was still giving off to reach her sons. Ethan's nose—and then his brain—detected it and reacted. The male reaction to copulance is to create more free testosterone some of which is released into his saliva. When Joan kissed Ethan, sliding her tongue over his and mixing their saliva, her tongue was picking up that testosterone which, even in women stimulates certain parts of the brain that releases dopamine—the feel good chemical—that makes us want more. In short, the spike in testosterone that the aphrodisiac created along with picking up her son's testosterone in his saliva increased Joan's lust and love and thrill-seeking desires even more.

It had taken Ethan a second to realize what was going on, that his mother's tongue was probing his lips. He then embraced his mother, pulling her lovely body hard against his, opened his mouth and kissed her long and hard, getting even more turned on than his mother's brazen acts and words had made him. Their tongues twisted and danced and slid wetly around each other. The copulance pheromone she was giving off was now apparent to his subconscious brain and his cock got even harder. Ethan's arousal level soared and he wanted to fuck his mother very much. He would have been happy to take her right there in the water.


Joan felt the heat of sexual fire coursing from her lips to her belly to her pussy as she kissed her youngest son. She moaned into his mouth as they kissed.

When Joan broke the kiss with her youngest son, she reached for her oldest one. Eric, who saw what was happening was ready for her. His mouth opened to hers immediately and, while they were kissing like lovers he, too, pulled his mother's body up hard against his, feeling her breasts smash so wonderfully against his chest, feeling her hard, erect nipples pressing into his skin. And, again, up close like this to his mother even though her body was still wet, his nose and his brain could detect the I'm-ready-to-be-fucked pheromone it was giving off. Eric's cock became more rigid and his brain, too, decided he really, really did want to fuck his mother.

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Joan lifted herself up in the water and wrapped her legs around her Eric's hips so that his cock slid between her legs. She wiggled her hips so that it pressed, horizontally, through her pussy lips. She moaned even deeper into her oldest son's mouth as she felt his hard cock rubbing her sex.

When Joan broke the kiss—because Eric gave no evidence of wanting to—she smiled up at him.

"Do you want to fuck your mommy, Eric? Because mommy sure as hell wants to fuck you."

"Oh hell yes!" Was his hoarse, whispered response as he pulled his mother back for another torrid kiss.

"Okay, time for me again," Ethan said as he tapped Eric on the shoulder.

Eric broke the kiss with his mother, then gave her another quick, sweet kiss. He smiled at Ethan. "Jealous, little bro'?"

"No. But Mom took me by surprise and I'd like another chance. That's all."

Joan pulled herself off of Eric's cock, which had been feeling sooooo damned good, and embraced her youngest son. She positioned herself over his hard cock, too, as she had done with Eric... and gave a little gasp of pleasure.

"So, Ethan, you want to fuck me too, yes?"

"You really want us to fuck you, Mom?"

She wiggled her pussy lips over Ethan's cock and, even in the water, he could feel the heat emanating from her vagina. She gave him an enticing smile.

"Oh yes, baby, I most certainly do. I want both of you to take me. I want to suck your cock while Eric fucks me... then you can trade places. Is that okay with you, baby?"

"Uh! Like Eric said, oh hell yes!" Ethan responded with a big grin.

With that, Ethan embraced his mother harder, pulling her tits firmly against his chest, loving the feeling of those soft pillows of woman flesh with their hard nipples pressing into him. He kissed his mother like she was the love of his life.

Joan broke the kiss a few moments later. She smile up at Ethan, then over at Eric.

"Okay then," she said.

She pushed away from Ethan and quickly waded to the side of the pool, giving her sons a very good view of her ass and pussy as she hoisted herself up and out of the pool. Joan went over to the free-standing shower head used to rinse off the chlorinated pool water and turned it on. She turned her face up to the shower and rinsed it and her hair too before running her hands sensually over her body, sluicing water over it front and back and especially between her legs to wash off her pussy as well as between her ass cheeks.

Eric and Ethan were still in the pool, basically in shock.

"Is this really happening?" Ethan whispered.

"I do believe so," Eric responded.

"What do you think, Eric, do we really take her up on it? I mean... can we, can we really fuck our mother?"

"I don't know what's going on, Ethan, any more than you do. I don't know what's gotten into Mom. But you know what, she's horny, she's hot, she wants to fuck us and, as she said, we're all adults here. I think I'd be a fool not to take her up on it."

"My thoughts exactly, big bro', Ethan said.

Until now the boys had been watching their mother rinsing herself in the shower. Eric turned to Ethan.

"Then why did you ask me?"

"Just wanted to see where you stood, that's all," Ethan said with a big grin.

By the time Joan had finished rinsing her body thoroughly and stepped out from under the shower stream, both of her sons were out of the pool waiting for their turn to rinse off.

Joan had watched them have their conversation before getting out of the pool, figuring they were talking about taking her up on her offer. She was sure they would. She got her confirmation as her sons climbed out of the pool as she finished rinsing off. Their hard cocks were in the lead as they approached her.

Her body shivered with lustful anticipation from looking at her sons' naked bodies—lean, tan, and muscular without being hypertrophied. The water that cascaded off of them as they got out of the pool was beautiful, and the beads of water now glistening on their skin in the fading light gave them a magical look to her. Joan also noted her son's hard cocks, which she had never before seen erect. She like what she saw and shivered with anticipation again

Joan left the water running and step out from under the shower. Eric was closest to her and she stepped up to him and placed her arms around his neck to pull him down for another kiss. He was six feet tall, to her five feet, two inches. Ethan was six feet one.

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Eric wrapped his arms around his mother's body and pulled her firmly to his while they kissed. He had to shift his hips a little to get his hard cock to lay flat up against his mother's belly. She giggled while he did this, while they were still kissing.

Then Joan broke the kiss and placed her hand on the side of Eric's face. "I love you, Eric," she said in a near whisper.

"I love you too, Mom," he told her. He didn't know why, but hearing his mother say that she loved him and knowing that soon he would be fucking her, added to his arousal.

Joan turned and took Ethan in her arms and pulled his equally wonderful youthful body hard against hers. His cock, when erect, pointed up at a steeper angle than Eric's, so it just naturally laid flat against her belly as she pressed up against it.

Ethan smiled down at his mother, but his heart was beating hard and fast, belying the calm look he had on his face. It felt like he had a thousand butterflies in his stomach.

Joan smiled back at her youngest son, tilting her face up to him. He placed his hands just behind her ears and brought his mouth down to hers for a long and loving kiss.

"I love you, too, Ethan," Joan told him.

"And I love you, Mom," Ethan said.

"Whew!" Joan let out a big breath. Her heart, too, was beating hard. That tiny little voice, locked away in a closet in the back of her mind, could barely be heard yelling "No! No! No!" But her super-charged libido brought her attention to her son's hard bodies and the images of what was going to happen soon and the little voice was drowned out by pure lust.

"Okay guys," Joan said as she pulled away from Ethan and walked over to get her towel and start drying herself off. "Hurry up and get rinsed off and dried. I'll see you in my bedroom ASAP." With that she went back into the house, leaving her towel to dry out on the chaise lounge.

"Oh my God, Ethan!" Eric exclaimed. "This is like a dream."

"I know. I know, Eric. But it's one dream I definitely don't want to wake up from."

The brothers exchanged lewd grins then Eric stepped under the running water to rinse off.

 

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Chapter 3.

When Eric and Ethan walked into their mother's bedroom, she was in her bathroom blow-drying her hair. They both stood in the doorway watching how her breasts lifted and moved as she raised her arms and hands while she finished drying her hair.

Joan, of course, saw them in the mirror and gave them a big smile, which they returned. No one tried to talk until she shut off the blow-dryer.

After setting the blow-dryer down, Joan turned to her boys. She looked down at their drooping cocks which had lost much of their earlier stiffness.

"Oh my, guys, I'm going to have to do something about that." Joan's gray eyes sparkled with humor.

She kneeled down on the rug in front of her bathroom counter. "Come here, boys."

Eric and Ethan grinned as they stepped through the bathroom doorway, one at a time, to stand directly before their kneeling mother.

Joan grasped her son's cocks, Eric's in her left hand and Ethan's in her right. She squeezed both cocks firmly a couple of times then stroked them. They were already starting to get harder and, as Joan leaned towards Eric to slide her warm, wet mouth over the end of his cock, she noticed a big drop of pre-cum that was beginning to ooze out of his urethra.

She slid her hand down Eric's cock and back up, squeezing against his piss tube along the bottom of his cock. Joan placed the tip of her tongue just below his urethral opening and was rewarded by a decent amount of the clear, slightly salty, fluid flowing slowly onto her tongue. As she withdrew her tongue a long stream of the viscous liquid came with it so she quickly placed her lips over Eric's cock and sucked at his urethral opening.

Eric gasped and quivered at both the sight and feeling of his mother's lips on his cockhead. He was fascinated by watching his mother "milking" his cock of its pre-ejaculatory fluid, catching it with her tongue, and then obviously relishing it in her mouth before swallowing it. It was so damned sexy, what she did and how she did it. He'd never had a woman do that to him before.

Joan was no less fascinated with what she was doing. She'd never been too concerned or preoccupied with a man's pre-cum, but then no man in her sexual experience, including her former husband, ever produced this much of it. It had to have been at least half a teaspoon. In her studies she had read of men who produced a lot more, but many that produced hardly any. This was a novel experience to her and she enjoyed "milking" Eric's cock and swishing his pre-cum around in her mouth before swallowing. It made her even more turned on about what she was doing and going to do—have Eric fuck her pussy while she sucked Ethan's cock until he came in her mouth.

Ethan was no less fascinated than Eric, watching what their mother was doing. His cock actually twitched involuntarily in his mother grasp.

Joan then turned to see if Ethan, too, was producing his own pre-cum. She could see that two drops had already oozed out of his cock leaving a shiny trail down to where they now rested against the webbing between her thumb and forefinger where she was holding his cock. Another drop was on the verge of oozing out. Joan now "milked" Ethan's cock like she had Eric's, again sticking out her tongue to catch the fluid that she squeezed out of the end of it as she brought her hand firmly back up to the top. Again, a decent amount of this clear fluid flowed onto her tongue. If anything, it was a bit more than what she had gotten from Eric.

Joan closed her lips and smiled up at her youngest son as she swallowed what was in her mouth. She pulled her head back and again a stringer of pre-cum stretched out thinly between her lips and Ethan's urethral opening. This time she brought her hand up and squeezed firmly around her son's glans, pulling her hand over and off of it at the same time. Then she brought her hand to her mouth and licked the residue of pre-cum from the webbing between her thumb and forefinger.

"Mmm," she said with a smile. "A taste of what's to come... pun intended."

Eric and Ethan both chuckled at their mother's little joke.

Joan quickly slid her mouth over Ethan's cockhead and swirled her tongue all around it.

Ethan's body shuddered at the touch of his mother's mouth to the end of his cock and he gasped.

Joan then turned her attention back to Eric. Without saying a word she took his cock into her mouth and went down on it as far as she easily could.

Her son's cocks were not huge, but they weren't small either. Joan thought they looked to be just the right size for her, long enough and thick enough to fill and stretch her pussy and give her the fucking pleasure her lust-driven mind so desperately wanted.

"Unh! God! Oh, Mom, yes," Eric groaned out.

He watched, amazed that this was happening, that his mother was actually sucking his cock. As the warm, wet, and silky smooth feeling of it fully hit his brain, he raised his face to the ceiling and groaned loudly. A couple of seconds later he looked back down to where his mother was sucking his cock in and out of her mouth, down to where her fingers were wrapped around the base of it.

"Fuck, Mom, that feels so good! Your mouth on my cock feels so damned good!"

Joan pulled her mouth off of Eric's cock, now fully erect, and smiled up at him. "Good. I'm glad it does, because soon you're going to fuck me with it and make me feel good, too.

"And what have we here," she said as she switched her attention to Ethan. Watching the amazing scene of his mother sucking his brother's cock had gotten him as hard as he had ever been in his life. Joan squeezed and stroked Ethan's cock some more.

"You liked watching Mommy sucking your brother's cock, eh?" Joan said with an evil grin. She was playing with them, referring to herself as "Mommy", but in doing so, it also gave her a certain perverse pleasure.

"Yeah, Mom, watching you suck Eric's cock is super hot... just totally amazing!"

"Mmm. Then I bet you're going to like this," Joan said as she took her youngest son's cock into her mouth and gave him the same treatment that she had just given to Eric.

Ethan sucked in a big breath. "Ahh, yessss," he said as he released it. He watched, mesmerized by the sight and feeling of his mother's mouth—his mother—sucking his incredibly hard cock and by her lively gray eyes as she looked up into his half-closed, lust-glazed green ones.

Ethan almost felt dizzy. This was his mother sucking his cock, his beautiful mother. It had been almost surreal watching her do it to Eric. Now it was unbelievable, but unbelievably wonderful watching her do it to him. He didn't want her to stop. He wanted her to keep sucking his cock until he came and shot a big, hot load of his cum into her mouth. And then he wanted to watch her swallow it.

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Joan, sensing that her youngest son might be getting too close to climax, pulled her mouth off of his cock, making him groan in disappointment. She turned her attention back to Eric's cock. She suck it for a few strokes then she went back to Ethan's. She did this for a few minutes, back and forth between one son and the other, enjoying keeping her sons in a state of high arousal. It was keeping her in such a state, too. Her pussy was so wet that she thought it might be dripping some of her vaginal lubrication down her legs.

God! she thought. I'm really sucking my sons' cocks. It's so wrong, I know, but yet it feels so right... and they're loving it. Hell, I'm loving it. But now it's time for the main event, she told herself.

Joan pulled her mouth off of Ethan's cock and released her hold on both of her sons' erections. She definitely had her sons' attention now... as attested by their lovely hard shafts of man flesh which were themselves standing rigidly at attention.

Oh Joan, you're a wicked woman, she told herself, but oh boy are you going to have fun. Her drug induced, over-charged libido was in control, pushing her sexual desire to the forefront in her mind, and she definitely wanted to fuck both of her sons.

She knew it was wrong. She knew she should stop. She knew she could stop... if she really, really wanted to. But she really, really didn't want to. She wanted to fuck them, suck their cocks, let them lick her pussy, let them come in her pussy and her mouth. Oh yes! Yes! Yes! Joan thought. Let's get on to the main event.

Joan nimbly got to her feet before her sons could attempt to help her. First she kissed Eric lovingly on the mouth then turned to Ethan and did the same.

"Let's get on the bed," she said as she broke the kiss with her youngest son and shooed him and Eric out of her bathroom.

Now, both Eric and Ethan suddenly felt awkward and paused, one on either side of the queen-sized bed. It had a solid oak headboard and no footboard. There was an upholstered, backless bench at the foot of the bed. There were four large pillows at the top of the bed and several smaller ones.

Joan looked at her sons and smiled sweetly. "Why don't you guys throw the small pillows on the floor but leave the large ones. Then pull and fold the comforter and top sheet down to the bottom of the bed and fold them over the bench. She figured there was going to be semen leakage and didn't want to get the comforter stained.

When Eric and Ethan had done as she asked, Joan stood behind Eric and pressed her breasts against his back while wrapping her left arm around his waist and pulling him tightly against her. Her right hand reached out to gently squeeze then lightly stroke his still hard cock.

Ethan grinned across the bed at his brother then climbed onto the bed and lay on his side, head propped up on his hand.

Eric felt his mother's hard nipples pressing into the skin of his back as the hand she had on his cock fine-tuned his erection. He turned his body around and embraced his mother then gave her a long, hot kiss. He was beginning to really, but really, enjoy tasting his mother's sweet mouth and fencing with her probing tongue. In his brain big bright words kept repeating themselves over and over again: I'm going to fuck my mother!

"Ooo, Eric, yeah," Joan sighed when they broke the kiss.

She, too, was enjoying kissing her sons. She knew that the aphrodisiac drug she had taken was driving her desire, but she didn't think it, alone, affected the fact that she was fully enjoying kissing her sons and sucking their cocks. She loved sex and most things sexual—with the right men and at the right time. Her sons were superb young men and the time seemed perfect for what they were doing.

Joan was as sexually aroused as she had ever been in her life, even more so than when she had fucked her flashlight in her office just a couple of hours ago. That seemed ages ago to her now. Her body shivered with sexual desire and the anticipation of experiencing actually fucking these two handsome young men. The fact that they were her sons and that the three of them were going to commit incest—something so forbidden and taboo—just added fuel the fire of her lust.

Joan pushed away from Eric and climbed into bed. She slid over and snuggled up to Ethan. She got her arms around his neck, making sure to press her breasts and nipples against his chest then raised her right leg and placed it up over his hip.

Ethan got his right arm under his mother's shoulder and his left arm around her back and then he and his mother were kissing passionately again. As they were kissing, Eric got onto the bed and slid up to his mother to caressed her back and hip and kiss her on the back of her neck before moving around to her ear. Joan shivered delightfully at having her two son's bodies pressed against hers, kissing one and having the other caress her and kiss on her neck and ear.

Ethan's hand dipped into the space between his mother's legs created by her right leg being up on his hip.

"Wow, Mom!" Ethan exclaimed as his hand came into contact with her pussy. "You're so wet."

Joan's body shuddered at the touch of her son's hand to her pussy. "Yeah," she said in a breathy whisper, "I'm really, really turned on and I really, really want you and Eric to fuck me."

Eric was spooning up behind his mother, pressing his hard cock against her lower back and rubbing it slowly, sensually up and down. It was leaving a "snail-trail" of more of his pre-cum.

Joan reached her right hand back behind her to grab and squeeze Eric's cock.

"Oh, Mom," Eric breathed.

Ethan made a decision. "Move back a little, Eric," he said.


When Eric scooted back, Ethan gently pushed his mother onto her back and maneuvered himself between her feet. Joan still had a hold on Eric's cock.

"Mom," Ethan said, "why don't you suck Eric's cock while I lick your pussy, eh?"

"Ooo, yes, yes, Ethan, lick my pussy please," she begged. "Eric move up so I can suck your cock."

Ethan lowered himself onto his belly with his nose and mouth directly above his mother's glistening wet sexual slit. He stuck out his tongue and, with the tip of it, gently licked at her vaginal lubrication that was trying to ooze out from between her labia.

Joan gave a muffled little moan. Her mouth was now full of Eric's hard, vein-bulging manhood.

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Ethan liked the smell of his mother's pussy. He liked the taste of it, too. She was so wet, so juicy, possibly wetter than any girl—woman—he had ever been with. He began to lick his mother's pussy in earnest from the bottom to the top and was soon making love to his mother's cunt with his lips and tongue and teeth like it was the best thing in the world... which to him, at that time, it was.

Joan was moaning and gasping with the pleasure her youngest son's mouth was giving her pussy. Her upper torso and head were turned to the right and Eric, who had moved up farther on the bed, was shoving his hips back and forth, plunging his dick in and out of her mouth.

Joan loved sucking Eric's cock as he fucked her mouth with it. She loved having her pussy licked and sucked by Ethan. She was in sexual heaven. The only thing that could be better would be when she got one of these hard-bodied young men to fill her pussy with one of their hard male members and fuck her for all they were worth. But that could wait, that could wait.

Suddenly Joan pulled her mouth off of Eric's cock, but she grabbed it with her hand, all slick with copious amounts of her saliva, and began stroking it firmly.

"Ahh! Yes, Ethan! Ethan! Oh God yes!" Joan cried out.

Ethan had slipped two fingers into his mother's pussy and was stimulating her G-spot effectively.

Eric noticed that his mother's upper chest, neck, and face were flushed dark red. He also noticed that she had stopped stroking his cock but was hanging on to it for all she was worth.

"Eee-eee-eee...Yessssss!" Joan screamed as her body convulsed with an intense orgasm.

She took her hand off of Eric's cock and placed it on the back of Ethan's head and pressed his face hard against her throbbing pussy.

Ethan's stimulation of his mother's G-spot had caused her to squirt four or five small quick pulses of her female ejaculate. Most of it ended up in Ethan's mouth, the rest of it on his lips and chin and the sheet below him. He was sexually savvy and had done this to one other women on more than one occasion so it didn't surprise him and he merely swallowed what was in his mouth and licked and slurped up more juice from his mother's pussy.

"No! No! Stop!" Joan cried out as she wriggled away from her son's mouth. "Sensitive. Too sensitive!" she said when his tongue began in on her clitoris again.

Joan lay on her back breathing heavily, made weak from the explosive release of all the sexual tension she had built up, but feeling oh so good. She gave up one last big sigh then levered herself up onto her elbows.

"Wow, Ethan, that was great. No. It was more than great. It was fantastic."

Ethan had already gotten his body up and was sitting back on his heels. Eric and he had exchanged eyebrow wiggles and big grins. Now he gave his mother a big grin as he wiped at the wetness on his chin, then wiped his hand across his thigh.

"Yeah, Mom, I thought it was pretty great and I'm really glad you enjoyed it so much."

Ethan meant every word he said. Going down on his mother and then having her come so hard and long was a super turn-on for him. At the moment he realized his mother was coming he figured he could have barely touched himself and shot his load onto the bed. He was glad, of course, that he hadn't.

"Come here, boy," Joan said as she laid back on the bed and held out her arms to him.

Ethan moved over his mother's body and, while bracing most of his weight with his elbows, lowered his mouth to hers. His hard rod nestled in her very wet sexual crevice and that too was nearly too stimulating for him at the moment. The fact that this was his mother that he had just brought to orgasm with his mouth, and would later fuck, was nearly overwhelmingly exciting to him.

Joan lovingly placed her hands behind Ethan's head. Mother and son kissed another long, passionate kiss with their tongues tasting and probing and pushing from one mouth to the other.

"Do you realize that you squirted?" Ethan asked when he pulled his lips slowly away from his mother's.

"No! Really?" I don't think I've ever done that. "Are you sure?"

"Squirted right into my mouth sure," Ethan said with a smile.

"Oh my God! What did you do?"

Ethan laughed. "I swallowed, Mom. And it was as tasty as your vaginal lubrication, too."

This wasn't strictly true. His mother's ejaculate was pretty much tasteless, but Ethan thought that gilding the lily in this case wouldn't hurt.

Joan opened her mouth to say something but then moaned as Ethan shifted his body up and the head of his cock slid between her inner labia and part way into her pussy.

"Ooo, Ethan," she breathed.

Eric was still half up against the headboard, resting on the pillows. "Hey Ethan, since you're in position why don't you fuck Mom and she can continue to suck my cock... then I can squirt in her mouth.

He scooted his body down so he could give his mother a loving kiss. "What do you say, Mom?"

"Well, sure. I mean, he's half way in me right now."

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Ethan shifted his hips and Joan gasped with pleasure. "I am now, Mom," Ethan said with a grin. Then he began fucking her with long, smooth strokes.

"Ooo-ooo!" was all that Joan said. She pulled Eric down to kiss him some more. Mother and son traded spit and sucked on each other's lips and tongue for a few moments.

"Oh Ethan, you cock feels so good fucking me!" Joan said as she pulled her lips from Eric's.

Ethan looked at his mother with lust-filled eyes. His mother's pussy was so hot and tight and wet. It felt fantastic to him and he was just amazed that he was actually fucking his mother.

"Yeah, well your pussy feels really to my cock Mom," Ethan said in a halting voice. He slowed his movement down because it was beginning to feel too good and he didn't want to come too quickly.

Joan turned her torso more towards Eric then gave him a short, sweet kiss. "I want to suck your cock again, Eric. And, yeah, sweetie, I want you to squirt in my mouth." Joan giggled but was completely serious. She wanted to feel and taste and swallow her son's cum.

Eric immediately shifted his body up so that his mother had easy access to his hard rod. Joan grabbed it firmly and stroked it a couple of times then she slid her mouth over it and started sucking on it.

Ethan pushed himself up and was kneeling between his mother's legs as she started sucking his brother's cock. He reached down to grasp her ankles and lift her legs up and held them out wide. He scooted in as close as he could, so that his erection plowed deep into his mother's pussy.

Joan moaned while sucking Eric's cock then pulled her lips off of it for a second. "Oh! Oh! Ahh! Yes, Ethan," she said.

With his knees on either side of his mother's hips, Ethan pulled his hard cock almost all the way out of his mother's pussy—all the surface veins were full and bulging—before shoving it back in. He felt more in control now—of his previously impending orgasm—and began to fuck his mother's pussy harder and faster. Again, making her moan while sucking Eric's cock.

Ethan was staring down where his cock was plunging in and out of his mother tight, wet pussy. Oh my God! he thought, is this real? Am I really fucking my mother? He knew he was and he also realized just how sexy and hot and wonderful it was.

Oh my God! Joan thought, I'm letting my youngest son fuck me while I'm sucking my oldest son's cock. But she, too, was thoroughly turned on and loved what the three of them were doing.

"Ohhh, yessss, Ethan! Oooooo!" Joan wailed as she pulled her mouth off of Eric's cock. What they were doing, the three of them fucking and sucking, was better than she had hoped or imagined it would be. She went back to sucking Eric's cock again, making him moan with pleasure, too.

 
Eric sucked air in through his teeth. He closed his eyes and his body shuddered. He was so turned on by what they were doing. He looked to where his little brother's cock was fucking their mother, which just looked so sexy and so hot to him, his little brother's cock fucking their mother's pussy!

First, he'd never had group sex before so he'd never seen what it looked like for another man to fuck a pussy. Second, that it was his brother fucking their mother was completely and absolutely sexually arousing to him.

Then he looked down to watch his mother—who he now saw as a very desirable and sexy woman—sucking his cock and that, too, was amazing to him. Her lips were stretched around his thick cock as he plunged it in and out of her mouth. It looked so wonderful and felt so good, so damned good. He didn't know if it was what his mother was doing—because he'd had other women suck his cock—or if it was the fact that it was his mother who was sucking his cock that made it so stimulating to him. He realized he didn't care. It just felt really, really good. If he wasn't careful he would come soon. He wanted to come, but not too soon. He wanted to enjoy what his mother's mouth was doing to his cock a while longer. Eric gritted his teeth and closed his eyes and thought of how he and Ethan had put his furniture in storage today.

Joan sensed that Eric was close to coming. She pulled her mouth off Eric's cock and stroked it with her hand as she spoke. "Don't hold back, baby. Just let it go. I want to feel you coming in my mouth. I want you to fill my mouth with your hot cum." Then she began sucking his cock with renewed vigor and continued stroking it with her hand.

His mother's words, how she said them, put Eric over the top. Within seconds after she slipped his cock back into her mouth—her wonderfully slick, soft, warm mouth—he felt the beginning of his orgasm and he knew it was going to be a good one.

As Eric cried out and began grunting Joan felt his cock get harder in her hand and her mouth and felt it spasm. She was thrilled to know that she had caused it and what was coming next.

"Oh! God! Mom!" Eric got out of his tense vocal chords as the first of several big, pulsing ejaculations of his cum squirted into her wonderful sucking mouth.

Ethan was totally fascinated as he watched his big brother coming in their mother's mouth. Only a little of it leaked out. The rest of it their mother swallow as Ethan watched her throat muscles working. Wow! He said to himself.

After a few moments, Eric's body relaxed and, looking down at his mother with a gentle smile, he began to gently move his cock in and out of her mouth. She began sucking on it again and using her hand to "milk" out the rest of his cum. Eric's body shuddered again when her lips and tongue moved over his now very sensitive head.

Eric pulled his cock out of his mother's mouth and scooted down to give her a big, wet kiss.

That surprised Joan, she had never had a man kiss her immediately after coming in her mouth, but she liked it, she liked it a lot.

"Mmm, Eric, that was fantastic. I loved making you come in my mouth and I loved swallowing it." This is what she wanted, this is what the aphrodisiac drug had driven her to, having sex with a man, even if it was oral sex and even if that man was her son.

But not just any man, the logical part of her brain that was still working told her, a handsome young man that I actually do love. It's just that now, I love him in a new and different way.

Eric grinned. "I rather liked it myself." He gave his mother a quick, sweet kiss then relaxed beside her as she repositioned herself flat on her back and turned her attention back to Ethan.

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Joan smiled up at her youngest son, who hadn't stopped fucking her while Eric was coming, but had only slowed down. Now he lowered his body over his mother, supporting most of his weight on his elbows and forearms. He'd watched Eric kiss their mother right after coming in her mouth and he wanted to kiss her again, too, so he mentally shrugged and planted his mouth over hers for a bit of lip-locking and sweet, wet tongue play.

"Mom?" Ethan asked as he pulled his mouth away from hers just enough to talk.

"What dear?"

"Have I told you lately that I love you?"

Joan laughed a rich throaty laugh and squeezed her arms around Ethan tightly. She bit his neck just below his right ear then the ear itself. This caused Ethan to moan and it gave him goose bumps up and down his whole right side.

"I love you, too, sweetie," she whispered in his ear. "And you want to know something else? I love the way your cock spreads me and fills me. Your cock feels so good fucking me."

"Yeah," Ethan answered. He was nibbling on his mother's neck and her right ear also. His nuzzling and nibbling added to Joan's excitement. "And your pussy feels damned good on my cock, so wet and slick and tight."

"That's because your cock is so thick, it stretches me so."

Ethan chuckled and brought his mouth around to give his mother a few little kisses. His hips were still undulating, thrusting his cock in and out of his mother's pussy.

"Maybe so, but you have a tight pussy, Mom. You're as tight as any girl my age I've ever fucked."

"Mmm," was Joan's answer as she kissed her youngest son fully on the mouth teasing his tongue into her mouth with the tip of hers, loving the taste of Ethan's tongue, his saliva, loving sucking on it gently with her lips. Kissing her sons excited her almost as much as having sex with them. She was also secretly pleased with Ethan's assessment of the tightness of her pussy. She didn't do Kegels for nothing.

Ethan now began to fuck his mother hard and fast. He started nibbling on his mother's ear again. "I love you, Mom. And I love how good it feels fucking you. Your pussy feels so good on my cock."

Joan's body wriggled with pleasure and increased arousal at the words of her youngest son. Her arms clasped him tighter to her body. She loved how his cock felt fucking her pussy, too.

Eric was watching his brother fuck their mother. He wasn't jealous. It was extremely exciting to him. And he knew he was going to get his turn, also. His cock had gotten hard again watching his mother and brother fuck. He had gotten up and was sitting back on his heels as he stroked himself easily.

Joan was panting and moaning from the pleasure that Ethan's thick cock was giving her. Her eyes were closed concentrating on the feeling of it pumping in and out of her pussy and from the feel of his wonderful hard body over her, holding her, moving with her. She looked over and noticed what Eric was doing.

"Eric, would you like me to suck your cock again? Is that all right with you Ethan?"

Ethan slowed down then gave his mother a kiss on the mouth. "Not a problem, Mom," he said as he pushed himself back up so that his body was upright and he was kneeling between her thighs. He had to stop until he was in that position, then he began fucking his cock in and out of his mother's pussy again, but slower this time.

Ethan wanted to watch his mother suck his big brother's cock again. He didn't know if Eric would be able to cum another time this soon after having just come, but hell, if his cock was hard then he probably could. Ethan wanted to see Eric come in their mother's mouth a second time and watch her swallow his cum. Oh yeah, he really wanted to see that. It had been so hot watching it the first time, it would be just as hot the second time.

Joan turned her torso and head to the right and Eric scooted in close on his knees so that she could suck his cock.

Joan grabbed her oldest son's cock and slipped it into her mouth and Eric began fucking his mother's mouth.

"Mmm, yeah," Eric said. His mother's mouth felt as good as it had before, warm and wet and silky smooth. His cock was hard but it didn't quite have the feeling of being able to come again this soon after having just shot his cum into his mother's mouth just minutes ago. Still he was really turned on from watching his brother fucking their mother and his cock was fully erect once more so maybe it wouldn't take too long before he was shooting another load of his sticky semen down her throat again.

Ethan was now holding his mother's legs wide apart with his hands around her ankles while he was driving his cock hard and fast in and out of her pussy once again.

Joan was repeatedly giving up muffled moans of pleasure from what her youngest son's cock was doing to her pussy and from the excitement of sucking her oldest son's again. She absolutely loved the feeling of Eric's cock in her mouth and Ethan's in her pussy. She loved the fact that she was having sex with both of her sons at the same time.

She felt it coming then, knew she was about to have another orgasm. Joan push away from Eric's thrusting cock and cried out loudly, "Oh fuck yes! and then she was coming and coming hard. Her hips bucked up against Ethan's driving cock trying to get every bit of it inside her clenching, melting, throbbing, dissolving pussy.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" Joan kept repeating in the throes of another intense orgasm.

Ethan didn't stop fucking his mother. He was too close to coming himself. He let go of her legs, which stayed high and wide in the air by themselves, and grabbed her hips to lever himself harder into his mother's rhythmically grasping pussy.

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And then Ethan was grunting and groaning as his cock finally exploded with tremendous pressure, flooding his mother's pussy with several pulses of his hot cum load. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply as the last of his orgasm slowly pulsed away.

God I feel good, he thought, spent but good. And I just came in my mother's pussy. With that thought he smiled, raised his head and opened his eyes. He took in another deep breath.

"Wow, Mom, that was great."

Joan's eyes fluttered open.

"Wow? Oh hell yes, wow!" she said, then she laughed. A full, deep, throaty laugh.

Eric turned her head towards him and lowered his lips to hers. "Oh yes, wow, Mom!" he said before giving her a sweet kiss which turned into a long, affectionate kiss.

Ethan felt an orgasmic spasm of his mother's vagina on his still hard cock and then felt it spasm a couple of times more as his big brother kissed their mother hard and long.

When Eric broke their kiss, Joan took in a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"Oh boys, boys. That was possibly the best sex I've ever had.

"Come here you big lug," she said to Ethan, "and give your mother a kiss."

Ethan did just that as Eric moved back to make room for him.

When Joan broke the kiss with her youngest son, she put an arm around Eric's neck and pulled him closer.

Ethan wetly pulled his softening cock out of his mother's cum-drenched pussy then laid down on her left side. Joan put an arm around his neck, too.

"God, boys, that was wonderful... wonderful. Thank you so much."

"No!" both Eric and Ethan cried out at the same time, then laughed.

"Go ahead, Eric," Ethan said, deferring to his older brother.

"No, Mom. We have to thank you. I mean, we're both happy, really happy to give you so much pleasure, right Ethan?"

"Oh hell yes," Ethan said. "But, Mom, if I can be blunt... . Or perhaps crude is a better word. Mom, you're one hell of a great fuck."

"I second that," Eric said. "I've never had any girl suck my cock like you did."

"And you're so enthusiastic about fucking, Mom," Ethan said. "I mean, you really enjoy it."

Joan laughed again. The enthusiasm of her sons, their excitement at having sex with her, pleased her tremendously. She, too, was filled with enthusiasm about what they were doing and wanted to have more sex with them.

"Yeah, well, guys I wasn't alone in this, you know. You're both great lovers also.

Joan wasn't a prude but in the last few years she hadn't had a steady lover or hardly any lover at all. Masturbation was okay for her because, as she had told her sons in a sex talk years ago, it's safe sex and there's no emotional complications. She also told them that masturbation was quite okay and natural and that solo sex was better than no sex at all and sometimes even better, all things considered.

Now, she had just made love to her two sons, young men to be sure, but men nevertheless. And she had enjoyed it more than any sex she could remember ever having. And she wanted more. A small part of her mind knew that there was something wrong with this equation, but she couldn't quite remember what it was. She was still enjoying the warm and fuzzy feeling of a great orgasm.

Both boys were lying on their sides facing their mother, who was flat on her back. She had an arm around each of their necks. Joan hugged them and pulled them in close. First she kissed Eric then she kissed Ethan.

"I love you boys. You're so good to your mother."

"We love you too, Mom," Ethan said

"Yeah, Mom, we really, really do love you," Eric said. Then he smiled wickedly. "And our love has nothing to do with the fact that you're one great fuck, either."

Joan laughed as she raised her hand to give Eric a light slap on the cheek. Then she kissed him.

"Well, actually, Eric," Ethan said, "Mom being a great fuck only adds to and enhances our love of her."

"Oh, sweetie," Joan said as she gave Ethan a sweet kiss.

"Suck up," Eric said with pretend sarcasm.

"And Mom is a great suck up, too," Ethan said with a chuckle. "She did a fantastic job sucking up your cum."

Joan laughed. "But sweetie," she was addressing Eric now. She pulled her hand from around his neck and reached down to grasp his still hard cock. "I didn't finish sucking you off the second time."

"I know, Mom. But that's okay. I think we are going to have more sex and soon, yes?"

"Oh you bet," Joan said.

"Okay, guys," Eric said. "Is anyone hungry besides me. Because I'm starving.

Now that Eric had brought the subject up, they all decided that it was definitely time to get something to eat.

 

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Joan gave both of her sons a quick kiss then headed for her bathroom to "freshen up," as she put it. Eric went to the hallway bathroom to freshen up, also, basically rinsing off his cock and balls and drying them. Ethan went to his bedroom to grab a pair of shorts before he, too, freshened up in the third bathroom off the kitchen.

When they all met up in the kitchen Eric also had on shorts only and Joan was wrapped in her emerald green satin robe, which came to mid-thigh. The color went well with her complexion and auburn-colored hair. Both boys looked at their mother with new appreciation. They had seen her in that robe a thousand time but this night—it was now nearly 8:00 p.m.—she looked absolutely stunning and oh so sexy.

There were fixings for roast beef sandwiches but it took a while to get them prepared. First Eric would grab their mother and hug and kiss her and run his hands up and down her body. A minute later Ethan would come up behind her and press his groin and half-hard cock against her ass while his hands reached around her body and slipped beneath her robe to capture and gently massage her breasts and pinch her nipples.

Joan was loving all this physical attention and it was making her very aroused again. The aphrodisiac still had two or three hours of effective time before it would start wearing off. Not that she was concerned about that, or even gave it a thought. Because, she too, was playing with her sons, wrapping her arms around them from behind and sliding her hands under the waistbands of their shorts to squeeze and stroke their ever hardening cocks. Or, she would throw her arms around one or the other's neck and pull him down for a kiss.

Finally dinner was prepared, such as it was, and eaten. Joan had a glass of her favorite white wine with her sandwich. Eric and Ethan both grabbed a beer from the refrigerator.

They cleaned up the kitchen as quickly as they could, considering that they were still kissing, caressing, and embracing one another. It was nearly 9:00 p.m. by the time they got back to Joan's bed. They turned on the light in the bathroom and left the door open. It left the bedroom dim but with enough light that they could easily see each other and what they were doing.

Eric lay on Joan's right side and Ethan on her left. She was laying on her back and the boys were on their sides facing her.

Joan first kissed one son then the other. As she kissed one son the other son would nibble and kiss her ear or her neck while caressing and squeezing a breast. Their hands stroked her belly and the inside of her thighs. Eventually her sons were stroking her pussy; two sets of fingers gently probing it, gently squeezing it, feeling how wet it was, making it even wetter.

Joan, other than having her hands firmly her son's cocks and squeezing them occasionally, just lay there, eyes closed, breathing deeply, enjoying everything her sons were doing to her, feeling the sexual excitement building up in her stomach and migrating to her loins.

"Mmm, yes!" Joan whispered. "You guys are getting me so excited. I love it. I just love it!"

Eric and Ethan gave each other a smile and Ethan nodded to Eric, indicating that now might be a good time to mount their mother and fuck her. Eric grinned and nodded back. He was definitely ready. Having their mother's hand on his cock, just lightly, rhythmically squeezing it, as well as the pre-fucking sex play they were giving her, had his cock fully pumped up and hard. Ethan was at the same stage of arousal.

As Eric began to maneuver himself between his mother's legs, Ethan pulled his hand away from her pussy and shifted his body back a bit.

Joan opened her eyes and gave Eric a smoking hot look of lust as she parted her legs for him.

"Yes, baby, it's time for you to fuck Mommy," she whispered. Her stomach was doing flip-flops.

She still couldn't believe it. Her youngest son had fucked her, now her oldest one was going to. And, oh how she wanted him to, wanted to feel his body covering hers and his cock filling her pussy and fucking it.

Ethan leaned in to kiss his mother. It was a long, passionate kiss. He, too, was excited at the prospect of watching his big brother fuck their mother. Should he have her suck his cock as she did with Eric when he was fucking her? No, he thought, she can do that later sometime, just like I'm going to lick her pussy again, later sometime. When Eric's done fucking her I'm going to take his place and fuck her again, if she's willing that is.

While Ethan and their mother were kissing hard and heavy, Eric got into position, rubbed his cock head around and between her very wet inner labia and, without waiting further, slid his cock deep into his mother's vagina in one smooth motion.

"Ohhhyessss!" Joan gasped as she pulled her lips from Ethan's.

Ethan pulled back then to give his brother all the room he wanted.

Joan looked over at Ethan with half-closed, lust-filled eyes. "Don't you want me to suck your cock like I did for Eric?"

"Nah. That's okay, Mom. You can suck my cock later. Right now I just want to watch you and Eric fuck. That's exciting enough for me." And it was.

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Of course, actually fucking his mother had been the most exciting sexual experience he'd ever had because, besides his mother being a damned attractive older woman, she was his mother after all. Until today, when she had suddenly and inexplicably turned super horny, unbelievably randy and wanted to fuck his brother and him, the thought of actually having sex with his mother had only occurred, once or twice, in his day dreams and upon fully realizing what he had been thinking—and the fact that his cock had gotten quite hard—he had immediately felt guilty.

But what was happening now was no dream. It was really happening and Ethan found that not only was he not feeling guilty about it, he was absolutely looking forward to more, which he knew he was going to get. In the meantime, he was quite happy and more than a little turned on to watch his mother and brother fucking right in front of him.

What Eric and Ethan didn't know was that the opulence their mother's body was giving off in copious amounts was also affecting their sexual perceptions of their mother. But then, given two reasonably normal young men—that is, horny as hell—and given an attractive woman who wants to fuck them and openly tells them so, then, mother or not, it really wouldn't take much to convince them to do it which, of course, it hadn't.

"I want you to just concentrate on what you and Eric are doing." Ethan continued. Besides," he said with a wicked smile, "when he's done I want to take his place and fuck you again."

Joan's eyes widened at hearing her youngest son's words, then she gave him a wicked smile in return and nodded. Oh yeah, her lust-filled mind thought, getting fucked twice in a row by my handsome sons, one after the other. Yeah, what a wonderful idea.

Eric was listening to this exchange and the thought of his brother fucking their mother after him—fucking her wet pussy made more wet with his cum—was an image that increased his already high level of sexual arousal. Since he had shoved his cock into his mother's pussy he hadn't stopped moving. Now, as his mother turned her attention back to him, he leaned down to kiss her long and hard while thrusting away with his hips, pounding his thick, hard rod in and out of his mother's snug but of so slick pussy.

Joan wrapped her arms around Eric's neck and her legs around his waist and gave her body up to him totally, pushing her pussy hard into his thrusting cock wanting to take as much of it as deeply inside her body as she could. Soon she was moaning, mewling, and crying out from the pleasure she was receiving from being fucked by her oldest son.

Ethan got himself comfortable on the pillows against the headboard. He was masturbating while watching his mother and brother fuck. It did excite him to see the two people that meant the most to him in his life committing incest right in front of him, as he and their mother had committed incest in front of Eric earlier.

Watching this incestuous sex show made Ethan's cock iron-hard. All the veins on the surface were turgid with blood and his glans was as full and swollen as it had ever been. He could hardly wait to replace his older brother between their mother's legs, fucking her pussy immediately after him, a pussy made extra wet from Eric's cum.

Joan bit and nibbled on Eric's ear and whispered into it in a panting, halting voice.

"I love you, Eric... love how good... this feels... you fucking me... your strong body... on top of me... . You're going to... make... Mommy come... soon, baby."

Eric groaned and gritted his teeth. He was going to come soon, himself, and his mother's warm, breathy words in his ears was like a shot of electricity to his groin.

"Yeah," he panted. "Yeah, Mom... I want you to come... . I'm getting close... ."

"Yeah, baby... that's it... come in my pussy... yes, yes... . Oh God! Yesssss!" Joan cried out as her body began to shake and shuddered with yet another orgasm. "Yes! Oh yes! Fuck me, Eric, fuck me! I'm coming! I'm coming," she cried out loudly.

Joan bit into her son's shoulder and she hugged him tightly. Her hips slammed up to meet his downward thrusts.

Then Eric began grunting and panting as his own climax swept him up in a delicious sense of bliss. This is my mother I'm fucking, a part of his brain was able to comprehend with amazement. She sucked my cock and let me come in her mouth and now I'm fucking her, coming in her pussy and... it's wonderful, it's beautiful!

Above and beyond the sense of pure physical pleasure and lust he felt, Eric also felt a warm, glowing love for his mother. Having sex with her now gave him a new and enhanced perspective of his love for his mother.

Eric placed his mouth by his mother's ear as the last of his orgasm, and hers, shuddered through their bodies. He stopped moving now and could feel her pussy contract on his still hard cock a couple of times.

"I love you, Mom," Eric whispered tenderly in her ear. "I love you so much and, and... well, thank you so much, Mom."

Joan hugged her son more tightly to her body. His words touched her deeply and filled her with joy. She placed her hands on his head and pulled it up to where she could look into his beautiful eyes—green like Ethan's, but a shade or two darker. Her eyes were now misted over with emotion.

"I love you too, Eric, so very much." Joan brought her oldest son's mouth to hers and they shared a delightfully tasty and affectionate kiss.

"Wow! You guys were great," Ethan said. He had moved his body down to where he was laying on his left side next to the two lovers. His brother was still on top of their mother with his cock inside her.

Joan and Eric broke their kiss and turned their heads to look at Ethan. Ethan stroked the side of his mother's head between her cheek and ear, tenderly, with the back of his hand.

I heard what Eric said, Mom. And I feel the same way. I love you too, Mom. Like you said, so very much. And, yes, thank you for letting us make love with you. This is amazing and wonderful. I think Eric and I now have a new and, I don't know, better, uh, different appreciation of you."

"That's right," Eric said, "a new and better appreciation of you, Mom."

He gave her a sweet, short kiss then pushed himself up and away from his mother's body. As he was getting his body into an upright position over his bent knees his now softening cock pulled out of his mother's pussy with a wet, sucking sound.

Ethan laughed and leaned in to give his mother a loving kiss. As he pulled away he looked into her gray eyes with an evil glint in his.

"My turn again, Mom. You ready to get fucked some more?"

Joan grinned then laughed. "Yeah, sweetie, I am." She held her head up to stare at his vein-bulging hard rod. "Ooo, yeah. That's what I'm talking about, two hard cocks in a row. She grabbed her legs behind the knees and pulled them up and apart, totally exposing her pussy and ass. Eric's cum was oozing out of her vagina and dripping down over her ass.

Joan gave her youngest son the double eyebrow raised and a devilish smile. "I'm ready and," she said, looking at his still hard cock, "it looks like you're still ready, too."

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Ethan grinned and bent down to kiss his mother again. Then he maneuvered to get between her thighs. As he did so, Joan let go of her legs, planted her feet flat on the bed and let her knees splay wide apart, giving her youngest son more than adequate access to her waiting pussy.

"I'll be right back," Eric said. He got off the bed and headed to the master bath to rinse his cock and balls.

Eric was sitting back on his heels with his thighs spread open and pressed tightly up against his mother's ass cheeks. As he rocked his hips back and forth a little the large swollen head of his cock pushed back and forth through his mother's very wet pussy lips. He also caressed her belly and thighs with his fingertips, moving from her belly to her thighs and back.

"Oooo, yes, Ethan. That feels good," Joan crooned.

Ethan leaned forward and, holding his weight up with his right arm, reached down to position his cock at his mother's vaginal opening. He smiled down at her as he shifted his hips forward and slid his thick cock all the way deep inside his mother's pussy.

"Oh fuck yes!" Joan cried, then sighed and shivered. "That feels soooo good, Ethan." She smiled up at her son.

Joan loved this, was enthralled and delighted by it—fucking both of her sons one after the other. Two hard-bodied young men having sex with her. God, she wondered, can it get any better?

Ethan's cock was maybe a little longer than Eric's but not enough to matter. They were both a perfect fit in length as far as she was concerned. And both of her son's cocks were nicely thick. She liked that the most because of how they opened and stretched her firm vaginal muscles—still firm at her age as attested to by Ethan earlier.

"Come here, lover," Joan said to her youngest son. She raised her arms to him.

Ethan lowered himself over his mother, bracing himself on his elbows and knees, putting some weight on her body but not too much. He kissed her willing mouth. He kissed her slowly, enjoying the taste and sensations as their slick tongues slid over and around each other and probed each other's mouths.

Joan wrapped her arms around Ethan's neck to hold him close to her. He shifted his forearms and hands to reach under her shoulder blades, his finger tips wrapped over her shoulders. He used his hands to pull his petite mother's body down as he rotated his hips and shoved his cock forward into her body.

Joan gasped, breaking their loving kiss as she felt her son's cock go deeper in her than any cock had ever gone before.

Ethan began fucking his mother with long, firm strokes, his hands holding her body in place as his cock drove deeply in and out of her tight, hot, slick fuck-hole.

Joan put her hands to either side of Ethan's head and brought it down so that his right ear was against her mouth. She was breathing heavily and her warm moist breath in his ear was thrilling him.

"Oh God, "Ethan," Joan whispered into his ear, "your cock feels so good fucking me. I love it. I love you. Just fuck me. Fuck me good and fuck me hard, darling."

Ethan pulled his head up and smiled down at his mother. Her lust-filled gray eyes were the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. The serious, almost frowning look on her face made her seem even more beautiful to him.

"You've got it, babe," he said, then he kissed her hard, shoving his tongue into her mouth again, caressing her tongue with his as if he couldn't get enough of his mother's delicious mouth.

As he pulled his lips slowly away from his mother's he began fucking her harder and faster, holding on to her as tightly as she was holding on to him.

Eric came back into the bedroom then and stood beside the bed watching his mother and younger brother fucking.

This is beyond amazing, he thought. His mother.His brother. He had just fucked her minutes ago. And now her thighs were spread wide again and his brother's hips were pressed firmly between them, driving his hard cock in and out of her pussy.

So this is incest, Eric thought. Damn but I like it!

He knew if his mother had been fat and ugly this wouldn't have been happening. Ethan and he would have still loved her, of course, but they wouldn't—probably wouldn't—have been fucking her. But she wasn't fat and ugly. She had a great looking body, tanned and toned, and even though she wasn't what you would call drop dead gorgeous, she was a damned good looking woman, hot and sexy even, Eric thought.

Eric's cock was getting hard again thinking about incest, watching his brother pounding their mother's pussy so hard, hearing their mother making inarticulate sounds of sexual pleasure, and hearing his brother's panting and grunting as he worked away at fucking her.

He decided not to disturb the couple on the bed. So he stood beside it, watching, getting aroused, and stroking his cock which quickly became fully hard again.

"Oh! Oh! Yes! Ethan, that's it! Oh God Ethan I'm going to come! I'm going to come," Joan wailed.

"Yes, Mom, yes! Come for me baby!" Ethan cried out.

Her son's words did the trick for Joan, calling for her to come and calling her baby. She came as if on demand. Her body shuddered and the orgasm exploded out of her pussy and coursed throughout her whole body. It was strong, almost like having convulsions. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her mouth was wide open but no sounds were coming out. Her fingers gripped her son's arms digging her fingernails into his flesh.

Joan sucked in a deep breath and then cried out loudly as her whole body went rigid.

Ethan had stopped fucking his mother when he realized she was going into an orgasmic state. Now he could definitely feel her vaginal muscles squeezing firmly on his cock. He had been extremely close to coming himself and now, feeling what his mother's pussy was doing to his cock, put him over the edge. He began to fuck his mother furiously, that automatic gesture of wanting to drive his cock as deeply as possible into the pussy he was fucking as he was coming.

"Fuck yes!" Ethan cried out and then grunted several times as his hips and torso hunched up several times, spasmodically. He shot his semen into his mother's pussy for the second time that day.

"Bravo! Bravo!" Eric yelled out and began clapping. His cock was totally hard and standing straight out in front of him he was so turned on by watching the finale of his mother and brother fucking.

Joan and Ethan, breathing heavily, sweating profusely, feeling the last wonderful sensations of their orgasms, laughed at Eric's cry of bravo and his clapping.

Joan looked over to where Eric was standing beside the bed. She notice his hard cock.

"When I recover, sweetie, I'll suck that cock for you... unless, of course, you want to fuck me again."

"As good as your mouth felt, Mom," Eric said with a lustful look and a smile, "I most definitely want to fuck you again."


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Applause to ddey333 for consistently bringing wonderful stories from various sources. Keep rocking. 

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Applause to ddey333 for consistently bringing wonderful stories from various sources. Keep rocking. 

But not a single like from you so far .
Thanks anyway ....

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But not a single like from you so far .
Thanks anyway ....

Really? I liked that Mansi story (Prisoner of Spring) very much and must have liked it. Anyway, will go back to my favourite parts to give them thumbs up!