Kathy Andrews: Young mother in bondage

Freddie pulled his finger out, and Susan felt Tommy shove his into her. She could not resist looking down her naked body, watching them. They were so absorbed in staring at her cunt and watching their fingers fuck her, they didn't look up.

Susan could see their cocks, thick and long and very hard, pre-come seeping from their piss holes. A shiver rippled up and down her spine, and her cunt seemed to steam.

They were taking turns fingerfucking her. The insides of her thighs were slippery with juice as they switched fingers. She could hear them breathing faster and she began to hope it would end soon. Maybe, she told herself, they would come fast, then untie her. Could they come? she wondered. They were very young, and she knew nothing about young boys, at what age they started to come.

Susan began to whimper softly. There was that familiar tingle in her cunt, and she could feel her clit swelling, distending into a throbbing hardness. She choked back a squeal, not wanting to come, not wanting them to know she was going to come. But she couldn't prevent it. Her hips were thrusting now, moving back and forth, grinding within the limits of the ropes.

She clamped her mouth tight, her bottom lip between her teeth.

She came.

"Hey, look at what her cunt is doing!" Tommy said with excitement.

"She's coming, Tommy!" Freddie exclaimed. "Hey, we're making Mom come!"

Freddie plunged his finger in and out of his mother's cunt fast, feeling it suck and squeeze it. Her clit was throbbing visibly, and Susan was crying with shame, yet with ecstasy, too. She had been betrayed by her cunt, and there was nothing she could do about it. Her face was flaming with shame, and her hips thrust back and forth, fucking on Freddie's finger.

"Look at her come!" Tommy shouted gripping a cheek of his mother's tightening ass. "She's really coming!"

"Her fucking cunt is about to squeeze my finger off," Freddie said. "Look how wet her fucking cunt is!"

The orgasm increased, and Susan cried out as she began to come a second time.

"I gotta gotta come, too!" Tommy shouted, gripping his cock in one tight fist and his mother's ass with the other.

Tommy shoved the head of his cock to her thigh, and Susan felt the hot, bubbling come juice spurt over her smooth flesh. It seemed to scald her leg, and her orgasm increased suddenly. She shot her hips forward, crying out again with unwanted ecstasy.

"I'm coming on her fucking leg!" Tommy shouted, pumping frantically on his cock. "I'm coming all over her fucking leg!"

Freddie grunted, and his cock spewed suddenly. He came on the floor of the garage between his mother's spread feet, his finger still stabbing into her wet, hairy cunt.

Susan, still spread-eagied, looked at her sons. They sat on the floor, looking at her, cocks dangling between their legs. She felt come juice running down her thigh, and her cunt seemed to keep pulsating. The ropes were cutting into her wrists and making her hands numb.

"Untie me now, please," she said quietly. "We'll forget about this if you untie me now. We'll pretend it never happened."

"You won't spank us, Mom?" Tommy asked.

"No," Susan whispered. "Please, my hands are numb."

"You promise not to punish us?" Freddie asked. "If we let you go, you won't hit us?"

"No, I promise," Susan whispered.

They got to their feet and began untying their mother.

Susan soaked in the tub, her mind spinning with what had happened to her.

When feeling returned to her hands, they had hurt with needle-sharp tingles. She had stood before her sons without trying to conceal her body, shaking her hands until feeling returned. She felt as if she had been degraded, come juice running down her thigh, her cunt quivering and feeling as if those fingers were still in her.

Every inch of her naked body seemed to blush when she walked nakedly from the garage, feeling their eyes on her ass. She went straight to the bathroom and ran a tub of very hot water, hoping it would wash away her shame.

Something was wrong, she thought. She had never come that way before in her life. In fact, she had seldom experienced an orgasm, even when she had fondled herself or even when her ex-husband had fucked her.

There was unwanted excitement still bubbling deep within her lovely body, and she couldn't think of anything else except being tied up so lewdly with her sons fingerfucking her. It was burned into her brain, the feeling still between her legs.

She climbed from the tub, rubbing her flesh dry with a huge towel. With her mind on what had happened, wondering how she could have allowed herself to get into such a vile position, she wrapped the towel about her body and walked into the hall.

She met her two sons.

They looked at her, grinning. They had put on fresh jeans and T-shirts.

Susan stopped abruptly when she was them, hugging the towel tightly. She trembled slightly as a flush crept over her face again.

"You naked under that towel, Mom?" Freddie asked, his eyes burning with lewdness.

Susan nodded, biting at her bottom lip. They knew, she thought frantically. They knew what she was feeling inside her.

Tommy giggled, and jerked the towel away from her.

Susan tried to cover her cunt with one hand, her tits with the other, crouching down.

"Aw, come on," Freddie said. "We already seen it all, Mom. Don't be bashful now."

As if in a dream, Susan felt them take her arms, and she went passively with them back to the garage. She stood still as her hands were tied to pulleys attached to the ceiling. Next her ankles were tied, and then Tommy began pulling on a rope.

Her legs lifted off the floor, and soon she was swinging by her feet and hands, hair hanging down almost to the floor. Her legs were up and she was bent in the middle, her ass hanging down.

"You know what we're gonna do with you, Mom?" Tommy said, twisting her nipple hard enough to make her gasp. "We decided we're gonna fuck you."

"No! You can't do that!" Susan said, her eyes dulling with shame. "I'm your mother! You can't do that to your mother!"

"You just watch us," Freddie said. He was looking at the way her hairy cunt pooched between her creamy thighs. "I'm gonna stick my cock in your cunt and fuck you good, Mom. There ain't anything you can do about it."

"And I'm gonna fuck you, too," Tommy said, leaning down and biting one of her nipples. "We're both gonna fuck you."

"Freddie… Tommy, you know this wrong," Susan pleaded, knowing it would do her no good. "You're not supposed to fuck…" Susan stopped, her face flaming as she realized what she had just said.

Tommy and Freddie giggled. She felt Freddie rubbing the head of his cock up and down the hair-lined slit of her cunt. There was an immediate response, and Susan felt her cunt twitch, getting wet quickly. She began to cry with shame, not wanting this, yet knowing she did.

She felt Freddie's cock penetrating her pussy, and she gasped when he suddenly rammed it all the way in. Her eyes bugged out and a hiss came from her lips. She felt her son's cock throbbing deep inside her cunt, and to her horror, Susan came.

Freddie cupped his mother's hanging asscheeks and began to fuck her. Each thrust made her swing back and forth. She felt his cock going deep, the friction between her suddenly fiery cuntlips sending sparks of erotic pleasure through her naked flesh.

Tommy was pinching her sensitive tits very hard as his brother fucked her, and Susan cried out with a strange, pleasure-pain. She could feel Tommy's cock brushing along her side, leaving a searing wet trail. Her cunt closed about Freddie's cock, and Susan had never felt her pussy do that before. It seemed as if her cunt wanted his cock, wanted to pull it deeper into her body.

She began to moan.