Paul Gable: Mom comes again!

The realization of what had gone on took her breath away. Who? Who was her daughter fucking? Then she thought of Justin, and of the looks he had been giving the girl lately, and suddenly the picture was clear. Justin had fucked Kathy?

Betty let out a sharp ironic laugh, throwing the damp panties to the floor. She stared at them, trying to force the image of her daughter fucking her son's best friend from her mind. He must have felt very sure of himself, fucking the mother, then the daughter. The thought drove her mad.

"Goddamn him!" Betty cried.

Kathy! Her own daughter betraying her! She could have strangled them both. Betty rose from the sofa, trembling with rage. No, no, I have to control myself, she thought. How could she blame her daughter? Justin had probably seduced her, just as he had worked his charms with her. She fought down the anger, breathing more evenly now. Kathy was over at her girlfriend's house. Brian and Justin were out shopping at the grocery store for dinner – their last gift to her before they left. She would have to get Justin alone and confront him. She had to know for sure. Picking up the pink briefs from the floor, Betty carried them gingerly to the bathroom, tossing them into the dirty linen chute. She heard the front door opening.

"Oh, hi! I got here ahead of Brian. He's…"

"You were fucking my daughter, weren't you?"

The words bubbled from her lips. Betty hadn't meant to say them, and she shrank with embarrassment when she heard them echo in the small room. Justin's eyebrows raised, his blue eyes growing flat for a moment. Then the twinkle came back in once more, a smile crossing his lips.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

Betty's eyes rounded as she bent down, pulling the dirty panties from the chute.

"These," she said, waving them in front of the stud like a flag. "I found these! Here, smell them!"

She stuck them in his face.

"I know what happened, and I can pretty well guess who got her worked up! How could you?"

Betty was near tears, her eyes burning as she clenched and unclenched her fingers. She could have ripped his handsome face off!

"It was easy! Your daughter's as hot as you are! I didn't look to fuck her! She practically took my pants off!" he exclaimed, his grin growing wider and wider.

"You! You…"

Betty hammered her fists against his chest, seeing nothing but red flashes exploding all around her.

"Hey, take it easy! What's going on here?"

It was Brian. Quickly, Betty tried to disentangle herself from the mess. But Justin held onto her wrists, holding her prisoner as Brian looked on in surprise.

"Your mother found out about me fucking your sister," Justin said.

Betty stopped in her tracks, shaking the hair from her eyes and looking at her son.

"You knew?" she asked.

"Justin told me today. I didn't freak out. He didn't hurt her, and from what I hear, Kathy wanted it pretty damned bad – just like you, Mom."

"Good God!" Betty screamed.

They knew! They all knew, and they were all laughing at her. She shrugged off Justin's grip, trying to squeeze past her son. She had to get out of there, had to breathe!

But Justin and Brian wouldn't let her go. They squeezed her body between theirs. A hand was sliding up horns while another was feeling her tits. Betty slapped them away. But they returned, making her ass feel warm while her cunt heated slowly.

"You bastards! You think you can do anything you want, don't you?"

"Yeah, Mom, and we already have!" Brian gasped.

"Christ! She's hot!" Justin cried.

Betty felt Justin sliding his hand up between her legs, pushing his fingers into her cunt. She drew her legs together, rocking her body back and forth while she felt two fingers fucking into her body.

"Man, she's so damned slippery I could get my fist up there!" he gasped.

Betty tightened up her pussy, squeezing down until she was puffing at his fingers.

"Man, she could fry us up again! But this time we're gonna do it together, Mom! Justin knows about you and me, and I know about him! We're hot brothers, and we share everything." Brian said.

"Oh God!"

Betty knew she should feel shame. But all she could think of were the two studs, her son and his friend, both of them sandwiching her, both of them wanting to fuck her. She fell against Justin's chest while Brian started unbuttoning her blouse. When she felt his lips sucking at her tight nipple, his teeth nibbling at the taut hard flesh, she knew she had lost the battle.

"Let's get her into my room. More space than here in the fuckin' john," Brian said.

They moved quickly across the hall, slamming the door behind them and taking off the rest of Betty's clothes. She was on the bed, her ass pillowing against the firm mattress, her son on top of her.

"Take it, Mom, take my cock! Fuck it, fuck it down, take my cum!" he groaned.

She felt her son's tight-skinned cock sliding down into her, his hands pressing her tits together. She could feel his balls nestling up against her crotch while he fucked his prick in and out of her cunt as fast as he could…

"Slow down, man, you're gonna shoot like hell! And you wanna drag this thing out!" Justin cried.

Betty felt Brian's body shaking for a moment as he slowed his strokes. Then he was rocking his hips from left to right, stirring his cock around in her like a giant spoon. Betty let out groaning sounds, her body clutching at his prick wildly. She had been so angry, so ready for revenge only moments earlier. But now all she could think about were the two men, the two studs around her wanting to fuck her.

"Take it, Mom! Man, you're hot, real hot!" Brian gasped.

"Hey, baby, come on, swing on this cock! Open that mouth and suck it in!" Justin moaned, lying nearby on the large bed.

He had his cock stiff, pushing down against the pillow until it was inches from her mouth. Betty licked her lips.

"Go on, Mom. I wanna see you suck some cock while I fuck you," Brian said.

Betty couldn't resist. She hadn't sucked a cock for some time, and the thought of doing it in front of Brian sent a spasm of embarrassment rippling through her. She blinked her eyes clear, seeing the double-lobed red prick in front of her. The cockshaft throbbed, the blue veins sticking out against the tight skin. She closed her eyes and meekly opened her mouth, waiting for the touch of Justin's cock.

It came, resting on her pouty lower lip for a moment. She could taste his pre-cum-Salty, bleachy, washing down her throat and coating it with the thick slime. It was so good she swallowed and moved her tongue around for more.

Justin grunted, putting one hand down to steady her head while pushing his cockmeat into her mouth. Betty happily swallowed more and more of the cock, her checks caving in while she wiggled her tongue back and forth, back and forth against the sensitive underside. She knew what he wanted. Justin groaned and rubbed his fingers slowly through her silky hair.

"Man, oh man, your old, lady's givin' me good head!" Justin growled.

"Yeah, and I think that's heatin' up her cunt! Uhhhhh! Christ, she's tightening up down there like she hasn't been fucked in ten years!" Brian groaned.

"And we know that's not a fact!" Justin gasped.

"Uhhhhhh!"

Brian turned his head and watched his buddy's cock slide between his mother's lips. Looking more closely, he could see the outline of the fat cockhead appear in her throat. Then it pushed farther down as Justin held Betty's head and shoved his prick into her throat.

"Take it, man, take it, baby, take it all the way down your throat!" Justin cried.

Justin was pushing his cock up and down, in and out until spit bubbled around the stretched corners of her mouth. Brian swallowed hard, trying not to shoot while watching his mother's mouth get fucked. He tried to time his fucking to his buddy's prick pushing in and out of Betty's sucking mouth. He had to slow down his strokes.