Bo Zo - Her submissive desires

Polly's breath caught in her throat as Peter's hot breath hit her snatch. When his tongue slid along her cunt lips, she arched her back and ground her crotch into his face. Peter sucked lustily at the sweet gash he had access to now.

Sandy saw that Polly Bell had completely given up fighting. She was now completely at the mercy of the three children. As she watched Peter eat his mother's snatch, Polly moaned and shuddered. Sandy knew that the older woman had just experienced an orgasm.

"Okay guys, let her alone now. It's time she entertained us," Sandy said.

Donny uncertainly let go of his mother, and, as Pete stood up, Polly embraced him and quickly kissed his wet lips, her tongue swirling around the inside his mouth, as though to wash away all traces of her pussy from her son's mouth. The taste of her own vagina on her son's tongue gave Polly spasms of lust deep in her vitals.

Donny stepped up to Sandy and they kissed too. Donny's hand went to her full tits and in turn squeezed each one of them.

Peter stood back from Polly's shaking body and said, "Take off your gown, Mom. Donny's going to strip Sandy, too. Let's all get comfortable."

Sandy turned her back quickly to Donny, and he opened the dress and then she slid it off her body. She was gloriously nude underneath.

Polly untied her garment at the shoulder and waist and it too slid right off her. She stood before them uncertainly as her embarrassment became nearly as strong as her passion.

"What do I do now?" she asked.

Sandy had one hand on Donny's cock while he stroked her tight, smooth tits. "What would you like to do Mrs. Bell?"

She wanted to hear Polly ask for the ravishment of her body that Sandy knew she was craving. It was one more humiliation that Polly craved.

Polly looked piteously from one child to another. Her face looked as though she were torn between breaking down in sobs to passion. "Oh God, I want to be screwed by my sons. I don't care where or how, just have them screw me."

"Are we your masters now?" Peter asked.

"Yes, you're my masters. You only have to order me to do something. I'll be your slave, Peter."

Donny said, "Come here Mom and suck my cock. It's wet and I don't want to waste any come."

Polly was burning with humiliation and lust as she walked to Donny and then went to her knees. She was quick to grab his cock and lick the accumulated pre-ejaculation fluid from it. Her tongue laved the head of his erection, and then she pulled his hips forward so he was jammed into her mouth as far as his cock could reach. She reveled in having her nose buried in her son's pubic hair.

Sandy put her hand on Polly's head. "That's enough Mrs. Bell, you don't want to suck him off, do you?"

Polly looked up at the two young people, tears of passion running out of her eyes. She nodded her head silently and then mumbled, "Yes. Yes, I do want to suck him off. I want to drown in his come and eat his delicious cock."

Her eyes were becoming glazed, her emotions were running so high. Donny saw this and, reaching out, pushed his mother's face into the thick muff at Sandy's crotch. Polly only groaned her submission, and she was then clasping the young girl's hips with her eager hands, her tongue gouging her pink-lipped cunt. Sandy's own juices flowed at the touch of Polly's lips and tongue. She put her head back and moaned, and Donny had to hold her erect as the young girl's legs shook and she came in Polly's sucking mouth.

"Oh my God, suck me, Mrs. Bell. Eat all my come you greedy piggy. Oh God!"

Her hands were entwined in Polly's hair, and she strained as her cunt spasmed one time after another. Polly sucked quite hard and managed to capture nearly all of Sandy's young, sweet cunt fluids.

Polly released Sandy's hips and, sitting back on her curled up feet, looked eagerly from one child to another. "What do you want me to do now?"

"Get up Mom and let's go to your bedroom," Peter ordered.

They helped her to her feet, and, with both boys helping the two females, they walked into Polly's bedroom and the three children sat on her large bed. She stood in front of them in just her nylons and garter belt. She was now regaining some of her senses, and she felt more humiliated and awkward than she could ever remember feeling in her life. Why she couldn't fight these children's hold on her, she was unable to figure out.

"Please, don't do this to me anymore," Polly begged. "Take me and use me, but don't make me beg, please." She turned to Sandy and continued. "I'm their mother. It's so degrading with you watching us and ordering me too."

"Be quiet, Slave," Peter ordered. "You know you like it. Tell us what you are now. You feel excitement all through your body standing nude in front of us with Sandy's come on your face, don't you? You look sexy as hell, Mom. You should always wear just nylons around us."

Polly's body experienced a spasm of shaking. To hell with my dignity, she thought. I'm sick and depraved. I need their bodies and I'm hooked on screwing my own children.

"Oh God Peter, I want you and Donny to fuck me. I'm just a slut and I don't care what you do to me. I want your cocks in my mouth and my cunt. I'll do anything you tell me to Peter, I'm just your slave."

With that she sank to her knees and crawled to where they sat, and with mewing sounds, she eagerly grasped their legs in her arms and licked their thighs, and then each in turn felt her hot breath and wet tongue on their cocks. She sat back on her heels, and, cupping her full breasts, she squeezed both of them tightly. She offered them like fruit to eat.

"Don't you want to feel my tits rubbed all over your bodies? Please boys, take me now, I'm begging you just like you want."

Sandy stood up, and, helping Polly to her feet, she talked to the twins. "Peter, get on the bed and let her lick your ass. It'll feel so good you'll probably come right away."

"Oh yes Peter, let me eat your ass. I'm a hungry doggy, and I want to sniff and lick your balls and ass. It'll make you feel so excited."

Peter quickly got on his knees on the bed, and Polly huddled down behind him. She looked at his muscular young buttocks, and, reaching out, she separated to the two meaty globes of her son's ass. She leaned forward and ran her tongue along the crease between his ass cheeks. When she got to his tiny, brown puckered rectal opening, she didn't hesitate to stiffen her tongue and spear it into his ass-hole.

Peter's cock throbbed and began to leak sperm. Polly grabbed his cock and yanked on it softly.

Donny had no self-control left, and, seeing what his mother was doing, he quickly got behind her and played with her furry bush. He ran his fingers inside her cunt, and he, too, leaned over and ran his tongue over her ass.

When Polly felt his hot wet tongue heading for her rectum, she moaned into Peter's ass. Donny sucked his mother's ass as his hand drove her to his first climax. Her juices ran down his fingers and hand.

Sandy watched and then said, "She's coming Donny. Why don't you get your cock wet in her snatch and then slip it up her hot ass. She'll hurt a little, but it'll really turn her on."

Donny didn't question Sandy's instructions, so he quickly grasped his hard-on and slid it into his mother's soaking cunt. As he screwed her from behind he scooped up some of the dripping cream she was exuding and smeared her rectum with it. After her ass-hole and his cock were well lubricated he pulled out of her cunt and placed the rosy-headed cock against her rectal opening. The tight sphincter muscle resisted, but the eager youngster persisted and with a slight popping noise his glans slipped past the guardian muscle and Donny was in his mother's rectum. His slim cock slid up her wet, hot rectal channel until his balls brushed against her soaked crotch.