Bo Zo: Her submissive desires

Polly reached out and grabbed Peter's erection and began jacking it up and down. She could feel Donny getting more and more excited.

"Mom, I feel like I'm gonna have to shoot off. You better stop, Mom. I can't hold it much longer!"

Polly's eyes glittered with aroused passions she hadn't felt in years. She longed to see her son's healthy body react to her stimulating his organ. Her hand clutched it tighter and began pumping it faster.

She released Peter's cock and using that hand, cupped Donny's nuts and began rolling them gently in her hand. She marveled at the thought that her baby was nearly a man. She remembered his father's balls and thought of the many nights she'd sucked his cock while massaging his hairy sack of balls until they gave up their magic potion for her greedy mouth to taste.

Without thinking about it, she bent her head, and, tossing her hair back off her forehead, she rubbed the velvety smooth head of Donny's cock against her lips and cheeks. She closed her eyes and it was almost as if she were again between her husband's legs, rubbing his cock over her face and preparing to lick and suck him to orgasm.

Polly didn't see Peter watching her in wide-eyed amazement. He jacked his own meaty stalk while he watched his mother lick his brother's cock. His ability to comprehend what had driven this normally quiet and lovely woman to this act was limited. But Peter knew it was the most emotional experience of his life.

The head and half the length of Donny's six-inch cock was in his mother's mouth now. Donny's hips were moving, and, with his eves closed in bliss, he reached out and wrapped his fingers in his mother's hair and pressed her face closer to his groin. Polly felt the pressure on her bowed head and allowed herself to be pushed even closer to his crisp pubic area. The fragrance of his healthy young male body caused her to moan in passion. The head of his cock was now just entering her throat, and the nearly forgotten techniques of swallowing a man's cock again sprang to her mind. She tasted the thin pre-orgasm fluids exuding from his dick, and she sucked so hard, her cheeks caved in.

Donny's hips bucked upward and he moaned his nearly accomplished orgasm.

"Mom… Mom, I'm shooting Mom! Oh geeze Mom, here it comes!" His voice cracked in his passion. "Mommmmm!"

His cock exploded in Polly's mouth and she gulped the sperm down immediately. The act of blowing her son had put her out of her mind. She wanted his come and she wanted every drop his adolescent body possessed.

Shot after shot spattered into her throat and was quickly swallowed. Sucking noises were heard through the room and she mewed small animal like sounds of contentment.

Peter had stopped jacking himself. He knew he didn't have to satisfy himself. He had come to the realization that his mother was so hungry for sexual attention that she had come to her two sons for satisfaction. Peter wanted to experience what his brother had, but he wanted more than the cramped window seat to enjoy it on.

When Polly allowed Donny's cock to slip from her lips, she didn't immediately raise her head. She was experiencing the spreading warmth of a near orgasm. Unfortunately it hadn't crated, but the nearness of it was nearly as exhilarating.

Finally, she looked up. Donny's grin at her was sheepish.

"Mom, I'm sorry. I tried to warn you and hold it back."

Polly cleared her throat of the last of her son's come and said with a wane smile, "Don't worry, baby. I knew what to expect."

Peter spoke up. "You did that for Dad too, I bet, didn't you."

"Yes Peter, I did."

She spotted his bobbing cock and the same thrill shot through her as when she'd first touched Donny.

"Would you like Mother to fix that for you, darling?"

Peter nodded quickly in agreement. "Yeah. I didn't jerk off while I watched you and Donny 'cause I wanted you to suck me too. Could we get on my bed though, Mom? It's getting hard on this seat."

Polly grinned and nodded her head.

"Sure baby. I guess it would be more comfortable for all of us."

Within a few minutes Peter was stretched out on his back, and Polly was kneeling between his husky, tan thighs. His balls and cock were pale by comparison to his sun-exposed torso and thighs. There was a large blue vein running down the side of his dick, and again Polly was reminded of Ben, their father. She cringed a little inside at the thought of Ben's knowing that his wife was now sucking his sons' cocks in what had previously been their own bedroom.

The nearness of a male body was the overriding influence on Polly though, and she quickly leaned forward and started using her magic tongue along his thighs and then up to his crotch. When she ran her tongue up the length of Peter's erection, he shuddered and moaned his pleasure. His near orgasm while jacking himself left him with very little resistance to his mother's oral stimulations.

Polly now had her son's cock inside her mouth, and she rolled her tongue over the smooth glans and licked away the traces of semen that were there. He tasted just like his brother, she thought to herself.

Peter's hips began to move up and down, and Polly positioned her face about three inches up from his crotch. His glistening dick slid in an out of her mouth as he fucked her face.

Donny watched his brother get blown, and he again got hard. Walking over to the bed, he reached out and cautiously touched one of Polly's hanging, full tits. At his touch she looked at him out of the corner of her eye. She saw he was again erect. Her need now for satisfaction was becoming a real demand. She reached out and took his hand and squeezed it tightly around her full globe. She increased the pressure as much as she could and pressed herself into his hand. Donny seemed to understand immediately and began squeezing the full tit and the protruding nipple. Polly felt the electricity flow through her breast and run directly to her sopping cunt. She continued sucking her son's cock while Donny reached under her and captured the other hanging breast and began working on that one.

His squeezing hands were driving Polly even closer to orgasm. She put one of her hands into her tight black panties and immediately found her swollen clitoris. Her thumb and forefinger pinched the swollen little nub of tender flesh in rhythm to Donny's squeezing hands.

Peter's bucking hips and groans announced his oncoming orgasm. She was constantly swallowing a steady stream of pre-seminal fluid now and knew it wouldn't be long before he gave her what she was so thirsty for.

"Geeze Mom, I'm coming. Mom, it's going to shoot now. Mom! Godddd Moommmmmm!"

Her son raised his hips off the bed, and she had to stop playing with her own body. She held his cock in place with one hand and clutched his hip with the other. One salty wad after another hit the roof of her mouth and she quickly swallowed it. His musky sperm was delicious and she ran her tongue over the inflamed, blood-engorged head to erase every trace of his juices.

"Oh Christ Mom, I feel great! I never felt like that before. Thanks Mom, you were super."

Polly lifted her sex-haggard face and allowed his half-erect cock to slip from her lips.

"Oh Peter darling, you tasted so sweet to your mother. I'm glad I could make both my boys happy."

She rolled over on her back and her hand crept to her sodden crotch. She still had not hit that one big shot she knew was nearly within her capability.

Donny said, "Mom, are you okay? You look like you're in pain or something."

Polly looked at the concerned face of her son and smiled.

"No, I'm okay. I'm just trying to make myself shoot off like you boys did. Girls get hot too, you know."

Donny was still caressing her breast, and he now leaned over and kissed his mother's swollen tit. Polly pushed his head down farther, and Donny opened his mouth and took the nipple and areola into his mouth and tongued it rapidly. Polly moaned and dug her fingers into her cunt.