Kathy Andrews - Mommy_s horny boys

"Mom, suck my ass!" Randy urged. "Suck my asshole now!"

Joanie had her finger up Randy's ass and pulled it free, pressing her lips around his asshole and tongue-fucking him with short, quick thrusts. She started jacking on the two cocks now and she knew they were getting very excited. If she wasn't careful, she knew they would be coming all over the carpet.

"Enough, enough!" Randy said in a strangled voice.

Joanie pulled her tongue out, turning onto her back and spreading her legs wide. "Fuck me!" she squealed. "Hurry and fuck me before you come! You have to come in Mother's cunt, Randy!"

Randy jumped between his mother's legs, driving his cock into her fiery cunt swiftly, making Joanie squeal with pleasure. He pulled her hips up onto his thighs, sitting on his heels, his mother's long legs around his hips. Gary turned to see his brother's cock sliding into their mother's hairy cunt, his cock jerking up and down.

"My face!" Joanie yelled. "Gary, sit in Mother's fucking face! Let me suck your hot, sweet asshole while Randy fucks my cunt! Hurry, baby, sit in my cock-sucking face!"

Gary squatted above his mother's face and turned so he could watch how she churned her cunt on Randy's cock. Joanie shoved her tongue into Gary's asshole again, thrusting it in and out, fucking him. She shoved a hand to his cock and began to jack him off.

Gary watched his brother fucking their mother's steamy cunt, seeing her cunt lips stretch around his cock. He pressed his ass down onto his mother's face, feeling her tongue in his asshole, her fist beating frantically on his cock. Her tits were jiggling and he grabbed them in his hands, squeezing hard, making his mother groan.

Joanie felt the exquisite heat of erotic bliss fill her body. Being fucked by one of her sons while she sucked the other's asshole was fantastic, making her mind reel. She could feel the throbbing of Randy's cock deep inside her gripping cunt and she loved the way Gary's asshole seemed to suck at her stabbing tongue. She pressed Gary's cock to her tits, rubbing at it furiously.

She started to come, her cunt bucking onto Randy's cock. She screamed around Gary's asshole as the convulsions threw her into trembling ecstasy, her tongue driving deep into Gary's tight asshole. She used her free hand to try and pull his ass tighter into her face. The milking sensation of her cunt on Randy's cock, already about to blow, did the trick. She screamed again into Gary's ass when she felt Randy spewing his sweet come juice into her spasming cunt.

She pressed hard on Gary's cock, smashing her tits with it. Then the hot, boiling come juice splashed over her tight tits, increasing her ecstasy. As Gary came, she felt his asshole flexing around her tongue. Her body shook violently and her cunt exploded.

"Oh, God!" she moaned when Gary pulled his ass away from her face. "Oh God, that was so fucking good!"

Randy and Gary sat back, breathing hard. They looked at their mother. Joanie smeared come juice about her tits, her other hand cupping her cunt. She shivered for a longtime, her body glowing with lingering ecstasy.

Finally, she sat back, grinning at them.

"You guys sure know how to fuck a girl, don't you?" she said. "Are you sure you've never had a piece of ass before?"

They shook their heads.

"Do you two love fucking as much as I do?"

They nodded their heads.

"Bashful, maybe?" she asked.

They shook their heads again, grinning with her.

"Good," Joanie purred. "Then we can get it on, right? Anything and everything, right?"

They nodded eagerly.

Joanie wondered why she had said those things to her sons. And what did she mean by anything and everything? She wasn't even sure of her own meaning.

Something she had seen in their young eyes, something she couldn't fathom had made her say that. The light in them had flared brightly and they seemed different somehow. What had she seen in those eyes? Affection? Maybe. Desire? Oh, yes! Cruelty? Maybe. But there was something else, too. A certain something she wasn't sure she wanted to know.

The boys couldn't possibly have thoughts of humiliating her; they were too young to know about things like that. Joanie wouldn't mind doing a few things that would make her blush just a little, but she didn't want anything way out. And she didn't want things that would expose her to people. Her desires were private, despite the way she would tease the boys from the pool and her mild tendencies toward exhibitionism.

Joanie realized she would let them do what they wanted to with her. And she would do what she wanted to them, but she wanted it in the privacy of their home, away from prying eyes. She would have to make the boys understand that. If they attempted something degrading, Joanie knew she had given up her rights to punish them.

Joanie felt as if she had lost control of the situation. Two days, she thought. In just two single days she had, lost any control whatsoever over her sons.

She was in the bath, soaking her slender body. Neither boy had come to her the night before, although she had expected at least one of them to. Yet they had simply gone to their bedroom early and stat had heard them talking. Two boys, young and healthy, would have wanted more and more erotic attention, at least that was what Joanie had thought. But they had spent the evening and night talking, talking about her, she knew.

That was when she began to wonder.

It was still early in the morning, and the boys were still asleep. Joanie usually got up early, bathed, straightened the house, then woke her sons up. But it was summer now and she let them sleep as long as they wanted.

Drying herself, she looked at her body in the long mirror hanging on the back of the bathroom door. It wasn't a bad body, no sags anywhere, a cheerleader's body. And her face looked like a Joanie, she thought. It would probably look like a Joanie until she was at least fifty. She knew she could mingle with any high school group and pass for one of them.

Pleased, she wrapped the long towel about herself and went back to her bedroom. She brushed her dark hair and added just a hint of lipstick to her already pink lips.

By nine in the morning she walked about the house, dusting and straightening, still wearing only a towel. Doing her work, she bent and twisted, unaware that Gary and Randy were now awake, watching her from the hallway. As she leaned forward, the towel came up in back to expose the lower half of her creamy ass. The boys already had hard-ons that strained on the white material of their jockey shorts. She became aware of the boys when she felt a hand between her thighs, taking a quick of her cunt. She yelped in surprise and jerked upright, whirling around.

"Don't do that!" she said. "You almost made me piss my panties!"

"You're not wearing any panties, Mom." Randy laughed.

"Well, I almost pissed anyway." She grinned, unable to be angry. Her eyes dropped down, seeing the throbbing of his cock inside those white shorts. She saw Gary had a hard-on, too. "Oh, my God!" she breathed.

Randy pulled at her, forcing her to her knees before him. Joanie dropped willingly, her face in front of his bulging cock. Randy held her face in his hands and pulled her into his crotch. Once her face touched his hard cock, he twisted his hips back and forth, rubbing his cock and balls into her face. Joanie held his hips, hunger flaring inside her. She opened her mouth to suck, at his cock, but Randy pulled away. Gary came up to her and rubbed his crotch into his mother's face. But he refused to let her suck on his cock, either.

She looked up at them, her eyes slightly wet with desire.

"Aw, give her her fucking breakfast." Randy said to his little brother.

Gary jerked his jockey shorts to one side, exposing his cock and sweet, hairless balls. Joanie gripped her son's hips and greedily jammed that hot, hard cock into her mouth, sucking furiously, her nails digging into his hips.