Brian Laver - More than a mother

Carl and Don sat there with their pricks twitching as they watched two members of their family writhe in pleasure. As soon as Bobby had shot his last drop, he dropped away from his mother's rump. From where he was, Carl could see the open rosy lips of her cunt in a sea of wet hairs. He only hesitated for a half-second before he scrambled to take his younger brother's place.

Carl slipped his cock up his mom's twat and began where Bobby had left off. Don felt like he was going to waste his load on the sheets before his turn came, but Susan grabbed him and dragged him in front of her. She took his prick in her delicate hand and brought her mouth to the bloated head. Don couldn't believe what was happening, even when he felt her hot mouth around his tool.

Bobby enjoyed watching his brothers fill his mom with their cocks. He was glad that he was first, but he was also happy to share. Besides, it was fun being able to watch after satisfying himself. Carl was humping like mad behind his lusty mother's wide ass, and the look on Don's face as his cock was bathed in her skillful mouth was really something to see.

From where he reclined on the bed, Bobby could see both peckers. One would come into view between lunges up the cunt, and the other was half-visible between the hair, and where it disappeared into his mother's mouth. Both cocks were wet with the drooling fluid of the hole it penetrated.

Susan was yelping with the intense pleasure of her second orgasm. Her dream of unlimited, teenage cocks was coming true. She could feel the ridge of Carl's rod spread her twat-lips on the backstroke, then rake her pussy-tube as he slammed it in as far as he could. That, along with the sensation of having her mouth stuffed with Don's cock-head, was sending her into a delirium of passionate rapture.

Carl put his hands on his mom's ass and pushed her forward as he looked down so he had a good view. He could see her asshole winking at him as his cock slid in and out of her wet snatch. He noticed that his cock pulled on the cunt-cavern so that some of it came into view between the outer lips as he withdrew his dong. The base of his prick was soaking with cunt-juice and it was seeping down over his balls.

Don couldn't imagine a better blowjob than the one he was getting from his mother. The tongue was circling his prick-tip with nonstop energy. She had him suspended on a high plateau of pleasure, not letting him come until the cock in her snatch was ready to fire its salvo. She had one hand around the base of his prick and the other under his balls, where she was tickling the area around his asshole.

When Susan heard the son fucking her from behind grunt with orgasmic urgency, she began to slide the cock in her mouth deep into her throat, and then out until the prick-head was between her lips. The sounds that the boys were making joined in a harmony of explosive lust. Bobby watched the expressions on his brothers' faces, and was reminded of the joy he'd experienced only a few minutes past. His cock was hard and pulsing once again from the fuck-show.

Carl leaned over his mother's back and rested his head on her as his climax left him weak and limp.

Don was still jerking and twisting in the grip of his orgasm as Susan kept sucking his dick with all her might. Don let out a wanton holler, and Susan began swallowing his fuck-juice, then he collapsed in exhaustion.

Susan was just about to come, so she gabbed at Carl's hips and got him pumping again, as she met his thrusts with her vibrating hips. All three of her sons were clear-headed enough to really enjoy watching their mother in her ecstatic throes of joy. When she finally stopped her gyrations, she melted into a heap – Carl on top, and her head on Don's belly.

Now, Bobby was ready for more. He wiggled through the pile of bodies until he had his hard cock near his mother's mouth. When she felt his warm prick touch her lips, she opened her eyes, then her mouth. Bobby got comfortable on his side while Susan began to leisurely suck his rod. He could tell that all this action was taking a lot out of her, but she was doing good work on his pecker anyhow.

Now it was Don and Carl's turn to watch. As they did, they grabbed their mother's tits and ass. They were as surprised and happy, as Bobby had been to find that their very own mother had the body of a much younger girl, a well-endowed younger girl at that. Don had a mountainous tit in each hand, and Carl was spreading her cunt-lips and staring into her puffy pink gash.

The boys were oblivious of everything except this fantastic body. The girls in the living room were long forgotten. The brothers were getting used to the idea that this luscious body belonged to the woman who had raised them, but it still made it more exciting than anything else they could imagine.

They looked at Susan's face. The way her lips formed a big zero around their younger brother's cock, and the way her cheeks were sucked in, made their cocks rise again. It was obvious that their mom was enjoying herself as much as they were, and that was exciting, too. They watched the way she handled Bobby's balls as she sucked his dick. It was clear that she had had a lot of practice as they saw her squeeze his nuts just hard enough so it would increase his pleasure, but not hurt him. Her other hand circled his hip and her fingertips disappeared into the crack that divided her ass. They could guess what it must feel like to have her talented fingers playing with their assholes, and they began to lust for more from their mom.

Carl began to penetrate his mother's cunt deeper with one finger, while he diddled her cunt with another. He moved his thumb to her asshole and was delighted when he felt her bear down on the thumb with her shitter. He poked the tip of his thumb into her tight hung and thrilled to the caress he received from it. Now his dong was thrashing about with desperate jerks and waves, and he knew he wanted to stick his prick in his mother's clinging asshole.

Don, lying behind Susan, still held onto her tits by wrapping his arms around her. He was getting ready to stick it to her again, too. With Bobby's cock in her mouth, and Carl occupying her crotch, he thought he would have to wait a while, but he was trying to figure something out.

Carl was getting more and more interested in the ass-tube that his thumb was wiggling in. He knew it would be heaven to have his cock shoved up that tight chamber, and he began to figure out how he could manage it. He tried to twist his mother's body around so her ass would be within range of his prick. Susan, anticipating a treat, helped her son position her while she kept her mouth around her youngest son's prick.

Don watched the maneuvering to see if her cunt would be within stabbing distance. He even let go of her tits, letting them slap together loudly, while he followed her furry muff with his stiff prick. He saw the hole his brother was interested in, and noticed that it was barely an inch from the slot he was after. This would be interesting, he thought.

Carl's prick-head met his mother's dry asshole, but had some trouble fitting in. Through the lust that was reverberating through her brain, Susan was able to solve the problem. She reached for the prick knocking at her back door, and moved it to her other, juicier hole. She dipped his cock in her cunt, wetting it, and smeared some, twat-juice over her cunt.

Now she guided her son's prick as it slid slowly up her shitter.

Carl could hardly believe how good it felt to have her asshole wrapped around his cock. He let it soak in her shitter for a while before he began pumping, just to glory in his achievement. Don moved against his mother's stomach, bringing his prick up to the gooey lips of her cunt. With infinite skill, Susan guided his prick into her drooling twat.

Now she had three cocks in her body, and each belonged to a son of hers. Susan never dreamed that she would be so happy. She had kept Bobby's cock going easy in her mouth, but now she increased the motion of her tongue over the taut skin that encased his meat.