Bo Zo: Her submissive desires

Suddenly she felt hands on her hips and felt her panties being pulled down. She reacted automatically and allowed them to be pulled down her legs and off her feet. Hands immediately touched her thighs, and she allowed them to spread open farther. She felt one of the boys put his hands on her cunt shyly, and she withdrew her own hand. Her eyes opened, and she saw Peter eagerly staring at the auburn-haired cunt his mother now displayed wantonly for his pleasure. Peter's hand was now pressing against the large pouting outer lips, and with little effort he slid his fingers past them and into the pink, soft, heated interior or his mother's cunt.

"Oh God Peter, use three fingers in me. Oh darling, fuck me with your hand. Go in and out Peter."

Donny watched his brother, and now he was getting even more excited than he had a few moments earlier when his mother had let Peter shoot his juice into her mouth. He wasn't sure what was happening right now, but the ache in his loins began to cause him to suck more forcefully on the tender tit in his mouth and to gently chew the expanded nipple.

Polly was beyond any rational control now. She ran one hand over Peter's body as he rammed his hand into his mother. Her other hand had found Donny's erect cock, and, turning her head, she spoke to him breathlessly.

"Donny, baby, how would you like to make me feel so good?"

"Sure Mom, what do you want me to do?"

"Peter, move aside honey and let Donny get between my legs."

Peter moved as Donny slid into position. Polly immediately grabbed his shoulders and positioned him over her. Her hands found his cock and placed the head of it into her wet snatch.

"Now shove it into me, baby. Oh please Donny hurry! Mama wants to feel you screw her hard, baby."

Donny rammed his cock into his mother's body and it felt wilder than he ever thought it would. Instinctively his hips took up the rhythm, and soon Polly's head was lolling back and forth. She cupped Donny's tight muscular ass and squeezed him.

"Oh Donny harder. Fuck me hard son. My God, your cock feels almost like your father's. Fuck me hard, baby. Love meeee! Fuck meeee!"

Her cries announced her long desired orgasm. Wave alter wave of emotion washed through her body. Her body spasmed and her love juices soaked her son's hard dick and ran out of her stretched vaginal lips and down the crack of her smooth ass.

Donny's control broke and he grabbed one bouncing tit and chewed it as he pumped his come into her body. Polly could feel it hit her tender organs and sear her with his young liquid passion.

"Oh God, baby, your come is so hot. Fuck me, baby. Let it all come out, darling. Use my pussy for your juices, Donny. Oh Donny, I love you, baby."

Donny pounded out his lust atop his mother's lush body. Her legs were wrapped around his lean hips and his face was buried in the warmth of her fragrant breasts.

Polly felt his young body relax finally as the last of his orgasm subsided. She stroked his hair, and the thought rushed through her mind that her baby had once again returned to stretch her vaginal opening, just as he had when she gave birth to him. As it had that first time, her body felt peaceful and relaxed. For some reason the depravity of the acts she had committed with her sons only seemed to enhance the passions in her.

"Mom, Mom, wake up Mom. Are ya okay Mom?"

Polly's eyes snapped open and for a minute she thought she'd been dreaming. She looked up at the healthy smiling faces of her sons and realized she was still on Peter's bed and that her recent tryst with them had been real.

"You fell asleep Mom." Peter said. "How about fixing us some breakfast now. Geeze, I never knew screwing could make you so hungry."

His casual manner of speaking sent a chill through Polly's heart. He seemed to be so blase about something that had been so important to Polly. She knew her relationship with her sons had been changed irrevocably that morning. She hoped that she could handle it properly.

"Peter darling, did you and your brother like what we just did?"

Donny said, "Gosh yes Mom. We've been anxious to find out what it was like, but we thought we'd have to find another girl our age to – let us do it. We never figured you'd do it with us."

Peter said, "What we did is kinda wrong, isn't it Mom. I mean, if we told anyone, you'd get into trouble, wouldn't ya?"

Polly looked at her son intently. "Are you going to tell anyone, Peter? You wouldn't want to get anyone into trouble would you? I did it because I love you two boys. Do you understand?"

"Sure Mom, we understand. We've been talking though, Donny and me, and we figure you got hot watching us play with our cocks and wanted it too. Didn't we Donny?"

Donny Bell nodded his head in agreement. "Yeah Mom, we understand. You've been alone a long time and don't have anyone to take care of you. We know you play with yourself and use that vibrating thing. We seen it a couple times."

Polly blushed when she heard how her sons had reasoned out her conduct. She had indeed spied on them and gotten emotionally carried away. A slight fear began to invade her now.

Sitting up she started to leave the bed. "Well, this is the last time we'll ever do this boys. I'm sorry I allowed myself to get so carried away. We'll simply forget it ever happened and not mention it again."

As she rose from their bed, Peter's voice stopped her from walking out of the room.

"We're looking forward to doing it again, Mom. We've heard about a lot of things that a woman can do for a guy if she wants to. We got a lot of ideas we want to try, don't we Donny?"

Polly looked in surprise at her sons. Donny's eyes never left her face. He seemed so innocent.

"We sure do, Mom. Pete and I were talking while you slept and we decided we jacked off so many times looking at your pictures in that book; now we'd like to see what you look like dressed in all those sexy things. As long as there's just the three of us here, you can wear that stuff all the time, Mom. It's gonna be great, Mom."

Polly's heart beat faster now.

"Listen you two. I'm not going to stand here another minute and listen to this. What happened here is never going to happen again. It was done in love and I'm sorry you can't understand that. Now forget any other ideas you have."

She turned to pick up her robe and while she slipped into it she kept her back to the boys. When she turned to face them, they were looking at each other. Peter had her panties in his hand. Walking to the bed she held out her hand and waited until he handed them to her.

"Mom. Donny and I love you too. Honest we do Mom. But, I'm afraid we're gonna have to insist on doing this our way. We're kids and you could get into trouble if we told anyone this happened. You got to do it, Mom. We want to fuck you again, and we want you to suck us off some more too."

Donny got off the bed and came up to his mother. He was nearly as tall as she was and his healthy tanned body reminded her so much of Ben's.

Putting his arm around his mother, he said, "Please don't be mad, Mom. We just couldn't go back to playing with our own cocks after this. We talked about this a lot before, and we figure you need what we got too. Why go out with some guy and do it with him when you got us. We love you Mom, and we really can learn something from you, too. It's a great idea for all of us, Mom."

Peter's head was nodding in silent agreement at what his brother was saying.

"Yeah Mom, besides we seen some other pictures once that you and Dad had in your bedroom, and he used to tie you up and make you do all kinda things that were neat. You never complained about that. How come you don't want to make us happy, too?"

Polly's eyes widened in shocked disbelief. She remembered Ben taking many photos of her during the years they were both lovers and then later after they were married. She had destroyed them after his death. Apparently the boys had seen them while they were quite young but hadn't forgotten them. Her loins spasmed as she remembered the various acts she and Ben had played out. Peter had been only too right when he said that she'd not complained when Ben had done certain things to her. They certainly hadn't been unpleasant to her. A feeling of passion began to sweep over her.