Unknown - Wicked lovemaking

My sex life was great, as were my two son's. I did anything to please them, and they did anything to please me.

I had never before seen my two sons so happy. They were so eager, so positive when it came to loving me. They were allways ready to make love with me, and I was more than ready to let them.

When awaiting my two sons to come home from school, I put on sexy clothes I knew excited them. I had bought some underwear, which looked very hot on me. But most of the time during their winter vacation I was nude, in my bed, mostly on my back, one of my lovers humping me while the other rested or had his penis in my eagerly sucking mouth.

They would never cease attending my body. I was allways full of manly flesh, allways feeling young experimenting hands on my body. But most of all, I allways had a fresh load of cum from both my sons, mingling in the depths were it was deposited with the previous. Bathing our growing child with the essence of love and care. Precious drops of the most delightful and wonderful thing a man could produce.

When going to sleep, we would end up making love for hours, finally falling asleep, one lover on each side of me, their mouths and hands still nibbling and caressing my breasts, their legs around mine, their wet penises on my thighs, leaving trails of semen from my happy pussy as their fingers were playing in my crack.

Sometimes at night I was awakened by feeling a penis slide in and out of my creamy and motherly cave, only to be rewarded with yet another injection from one of my own boys' young semen. I didn't care who it was, just as long as we both felt good. If I was too tired, I just went to sleep, letting my boys have their fun, while their humpings gave me pleasant dreams. Sometimes I didn't wake up, I dreamt I was making love, but I couldn't tell in the morning if I had dreamed or not, since there was allways someone between my legs.

In the morning I would be awoken by a penis playing on my lips, hot salty, pre-cum wettening my mouth while another penis was playing at my nether lips, wettening me, preparing me for the love session that would follow.

Their morning erections lasted long, and they oftenly had to empty themselves more than once before they were through with me for a couple of hours. All to my great satisfaction. They sometimes took turns, stopping moments before erupting, replacing eachother, making the act last very long. After I had come several times, I just dozed off, lying sprawled out on the bed, feeling my wholes being used, not caring what was happening or being done to my body, only feeling the pleasure, the ultimate pleasure a woman can feel. A dream all women have, to be loved and attended by not only one, but two pleasure giving studs at the same time. To feel oneself drift off into a heavenly emotional state…accompanied by the undulating humpings of the bed as my sons took places hoovering my body, my vagina letting out obscene lovemaking noises. 'Clatchings, smackings and gurglings' could be heard as they fevereslhy pumped my cum filled vagina.

It was early February. I was alone at home, doing the chores, when I suddenly felt the pain in my belly. Then it came again and again. I tried calming down by lying down in bed, still warm from the morning lovemaking. It was after my two sons had both relieved themselves in me that I felt the first signs of birthgiving. But it was too early, it should be one week or more until…

Everything went so fast. I called the doctor's office, he sent the midwife and a nurse over to my house. Since I was alone and wasn't in condition to drive, I would give birth at home.

After 2 hours it was over. In my exhausted arms I was holding a little creature, so innocent and beatiful. She was asleep, my beautiful baby-daughter.

When my boys came home, I was in bed. The nurse had helped cleaning me, and taken care of the blood-soaked sheets. Even though it was the third time I was giving birth, I had been very worried. Anything could go wrong…But now, holding my beatiful child in my arms, close to my naked breasts, I was happy. For almost nine months I had been carrying this child in me. It had become a part of me. It was my own flesh, as much as her father was my own flesh. The pains I had had just a while ago letting my child leave my cozy womb, was nothing compared to the happiness I was feeling, to be a mother, a mother of a beautiful baby-girl.

They both stood in the doorway, looking at me. I was so tired, I could only produce a quick smile, closing my eyes.

Parting them, I could still see my both sons standing in the doorway, ogling me and the child under the cover, sleeping contently between my breasts.

"Don't you two gentlement want to come over and see the child?"

Like in trance they moved closer, being welcomed by a tired but content motherly face.

"Look John…it's your daughter…our child…you have become a father my love…"

I peeled off the cover, presenting the little miracle we had both produced with such love and care, the result of our lovemaking, the most beautiful thing two lovers can make together.

I saw John and Tim starring at the newborn baby-girl with huge eyes, not saying a word.

"What's wrong with you two, have you never seen a little child before? Don't you like your daughter John?"

"…uhuh…but…"

"…but what John?", I started getting a little afraid something was wrong…

"…she looks so strange…"

"Strange?"

"…well…her skin is like a raisins…you know all folded and stough…"

I almost started to laugh…it was so odd…

"Ohh John. All children that are newborn look like this…it's normal…"

"Oh…"

After doing the regular tests on the baby-girl and myself, finding out everything was normal, we finally started making love again. It had been more than 2 weeks since I last had felt the presence of a young penis inside of me, and I was really happy when my sons uptook their lovemaking with me, even though it hurt a little at first. I knew I had lost some of the tightness of my vaginal muscles with the birthgiving, but what I lacked in tightness, I tried making up by squeezing their members with my muscles and sucking hard with my mouth. They were allmost fighting over who would enter me first, but finally we were at it again…

However, my two lovers did new things to me, things I had never thought were possible to do…

They would play with my cunny more intensly, but in a new sort of way. It all started when they fingered me down there. Instead of just pushing one finger in and out of me, they pushed two, three…finally, finding out it didn't hurt me, they were pushing all fingers in my cum lubricated pussy. The childbirth had made me quite loose down there and I more or less told them to go on. I was as fascinated as they were when seeing that I had a hand and half the forearm inside of me. I knew this only triggered my sons fascination for my pussy. Until that time it was only something you put your 'thing' in to get off, or to lick, just because it made me feel good.

Today I have heard it's called something like 'fist-fucking', but at that time it was only a game for us. They would take turns pushing their hands inside of me, sometimes as deep as halfway up to their elbows. I can't say I really got any pleasure out of it, more than feeling myself very stuffed, something I couldn't get enough of. They enjoeyed feeling my insides, the foldings of my vagina, but their touching of my uterus wasn't too appreciated, it hurt when they did that if I wasn't too excited.

The game continued a little, and they started pushing other things up my pussy, I remember them trying baseball-bats, vegetables and yes, even a beer-bottle.

If it wouldn't have been for their expertly flickering tongues on my clit, I wouldn't have allowed them to do this. But since they were giving me great pleasure, I let them have it their way.