26-03-2023, 09:18 PM
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.
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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