M Jacobs - Shameful mom

"Oh God! It was beautiful, so beautiful!" she cooed when all the teens had shot off and when her own cunt had flashed madly. "Just look at all this sperm! It's all over me!" she said wickedly, rubbing the teens' mingling cum all over her naked body.

"There's a lot more where that came from!" Rick said in a husky voice, grabbing his nuts for emphasis.

"Ummmmmmm! My cunt is still itching for cock!" Lucy breathed.

"Good thing Barry's big one didn't wear you

out!" Randy said. "I wanna get in there too!"

All the guys echoed Randy's words, each teen wanting to fill her twat with his own hard meat. She told Jeff to get her a towel from her dresser drawer to wipe the cum off her naked body. When she had tidied herself up a bit she led the teens downstairs to the living room again, promising them an evening of even wilder fucking and sucking.

After a short rest, during which Lucy made the teens a refreshing drink at the bar, she was ready for hot fucking again. The teens were ready too, feeling the warmth of the drinks coursing through their bodies and all the way to their responsive balls..

"I want you guys to take turns fucking me now!" she said, her cunt feeling the warmth of her tireless lust.

"How do you mean, Lucy?" Steve asked.

"She means she wants one guy to give her a few strokes and then another and like that until she comes and we all shoot off!" Rick said. "We did that to her last time we fucked her! It feels real good, you guys!" the hard-cocked teen said to his friends.

"Sounds great!" one of the guys said excitedly. "Let's get goin'!"

Lucy was eager to get going too. She bent over and spread her legs, grabbing her ankles and

exposing her tufted cunt. She told them to stick their cocks in her cunt from behind. They obeyed with youthful eagerness, each horny teen taking his turn driving his rod in and out of her tight wet sheath.

They fucked her one after the other, working her cunt into a froth with their pistoning, hard-fucking dicks. She felt each cock pulling out of her hot cunt and being replaced with a dick of different size and shape. It was an experience that she wanted to repeat again and again. She loved the attention she was getting from the boys, and she loved the shocks and tingles that raced through her moist flesh.

It wasn't long before she had been fucked into a frenzy. She could hardly see, her excitement was so intense. Boys were all around her, offering her their cocks to suck and play with while they waited their turns at her cunt. She was so wrapped up in the maddening fuck that she was hardly aware of her surroundings. It wasn't surprising, therefore, that she failed at first to notice the three young faces pressed up against the window at the far end of the room, the faces of he; three sans.

When Lucy's eyes focused on the frosted window at the far end of the room and she realized that the three faces pressed against it were her sons faces, she screamed at the top of her voice. Her naked body froze for a moment or two, as if she had been standing naked in the heavy snow that was falling outside that night.

"Did I hurt you, Lucy?" Jeff said, pulling his young dick out of her clutching cunt in a flash.

"Oh God! God! No! It.. it can't be!" she cried, her eyes flashing with fear and shame.

"What's goin' on?" Denny asked.

Lucy raised her hand and pointed to the window, her hand trembling. The frightened woman struggled with her confusion of shame and horniness. She knew that the boys could see what she and the boys had been doing. She had no idea, of course, how long they had been watching her. There was no denying that she was involved, in a depraved orgy with the seven studs, no denying that she was enjoying every minute of it. She couldn't close her eyes and pretend that she hadn't been caught in the act by her three sons, and yet she couldn't possibly face them in her burning shame.

Lucy's shame, however, wasn't the only thing that was burning. Her cunt was on fire with desire, stimulated as it was by the seven pistoning cocks that had been driving in and out of her. Even as she stood there trembling, her lusts were taking control of her again. She was seized by the urge to invite her three Sons in and fuck them, but the thought was so terribly depraved that she didn't dare.

"There's somebody at the window! Jesus Christ!" Steve gasped, staring across the room at the three faces pressed against the glass.

"Get 'em, you guys!" Randy said, jumping into the closest pair of pants and, rushing out the door with Denny and Will.

"No!" Lucy cried, too late to stop the boys. "Don't! They're…"

"You know who they are?" Jeff asked, rushing to the window with the horny woman.

"They're my sons!" she cried, throwing open the window and peering out into the darkness.

"Your sons? Oh fuck! They… they saw us dickin' ya!" Rick rasped, leaning out the window with Lucy.

"Don't hurt them, boys!" she cried, watching Ray fighting in the snow with Will. "They're my sons!"

"What!" Will yelled. "Your… your what?" "Come inside, Ray! Jim and Tim! Come inside this minute! All of you! Quit fighting this instant!" she cried.

The boys struggled with each other for a while and then stopped at Lucy's command. They brushed the mow off themselves and came into the living room. Some of the boys were still half-naked, having left their shirts or shoes in the house in the rush to find out who the window peepers were. Lucy shut the door behind them and confronted them, trying to summon up all of her courage.

"Did they hurt you, Mom?" Ray asked, his fists balled.

"Yeah, Mom!" Ray said. "If they were hurtin' you we're gonna kill 'em!"

"No, darling! They… they weren't hurting me! I… I don't know how to explain!" she

gasped, knowing that she had to explain somehow, no matter how hard it might be.

Lucy motioned for the boys to clear away while she talked to her three excited and confused Sons. She had no idea what she would say to the boys before she started talking. Her only hope was that the words would come to her naturally, just as the taboo acts themselves had.

"You boys stand over by the fire and warm yourselves!" she said, waving the boys away. "You'll catch your deaths!"

"How come you don't call the cops or somethin'?" Jim asked.

"Yeah, Mom! Let me do it! They raped you didn't they?" Ray asked, starting toward the phone.

"No, darling! Don't! I have to explain!" she struggled.

"You mean they didn't… uh.. they didn't rape you?" Ray asked in amazement.

Lucy shook her head and felt herself flush with shame. Her rush of shame didn't last long. She was overcome by the sudden realization that she had to regain control of the situation. It was the only way out. She had to control herself.

"I think we should go upstairs to talk, boys," she said calmly.

"But what about them?" Tim asked, watching the seven boys shedding their clothes and

warming their naked bodies by the fireplace.

"Ill explain that later, darling," she said. "Now follow me!"

The boys followed her without question, watching the wiggle of her naked in spit of themselves as she ascended the stain. Lucy had thought of covering her nakedness, but something had moved her to let the boys see her feminine charms. As she mounted the stairs before the boys the lewdness of her display made her Nat warm with passion. She knew that her three sons were watching the full cheeks of her luscious ass rise and fall as she walked. She knew that they could see the tempting tuft of hair between her legs.

"Sit down, boys," she said. "That's right, on the bed. Just relax, boys. Everything is all right!" she said, sitting down next to her eldest son Ray.

"But who are those guys? Gosh, Mom! You… uh… you and those guys were… well… uh… you were… " Ray stumbled.