Michael Corbett - Mom_s loving sons

It still wasn't enough. She knew she could make herself cum. She could even do it many times in a row, but it wouldn't be enough. She needed a prick inside tier. She would just have to forget about getting sleep tonight, or she would have to go downstairs and try to make it with Stan and Kyle together.

Anna flung back the sheet and got out of bed. She thought it might be better if she weren't too obvious at first, so she decided to put on some clothes. She didn't want to put on too much, though, so she put on a bra and panties and went down the hall to the stairs.

As she went down the stairs, she found herself tiptoeing. It was ridiculous, there was no reason they shouldn't hear her coming, but Anna felt like a bandit in her own house. She kept tiptoeing.

She wondered if Kyle was a virgin, then decided he probably was. She might get to take her youngest son's cherry. Even Stan might be a virgin, although she doubted it. She was surprised when she realized that she hoped neither of them was a virgin. Kids should start fucking and sucking as soon as they got the urge, which was usually around ten or eleven. Why waste time just thinking about it and lacking off? It was better to be next to a warm, willing body. And she should know – she had spent too many nights alone.

At the bottom of the stairs she turned into the hall that led to Stan and Kyle's room. The ball was dark. She could have turned on a light but instead put one hand on the wall to guide herself. Then she noticed a pencil-thin line of light on the floor about fifteen feet ahead of her. She knew that Stan and Kyle's door must be closed, but that they must have a light on.

She went quickly to the door and raised her hand, ready to knock. Then she heard a voice.

"Unh! Oh, yes! Aaaah!"

It was a girl's voice. It sounded like she was fucking. With Stan and Kyle?

Anna dropped her hand without knocking. Let them have their fun. It would just embarrass them to have their mother burst in on them while they were with a girlfriend.

No, hold it, Anna thought. If both of those boys were in there with a girl, they must be real swingers. They might be glad to have their mother join them. Anna realized that she had never made it with another female. Since she had started breaking rules, it might be fun to break that one, too. The thought shocked her a little, but she knew she was going to do it.

As silently as she could, she opened the door a crack. She couldn't see Stan's bed without opening the door wider, but she could see Kyle's bed at the far end of the room.

All three of them were on Kyle's bed. They were naked.

The girl was pretty, big-titted, and looked great. She was flat on her back with her legs spread. Stan was between her legs, eating her pussy. Kyle was on the far side of her, sucking one of her jugs. They hadn't heard Anna yet, nor had they noticed the slight opening of the door.

Suddenly Anna laughed. She threw the door open and stepped into the room. The three people on the bed sat up abruptly, mouths and eyes wide as they stared at her.

"Mom!" Stan exclaimed weakly.

Anna laughed again.

"I told you it wouldn't work, guys," Cassy said. "Don't be mad at them, ma'am. I'll get my things and go!"

"You can stay," Anna said.

"But you don't understand, ma'am," Cassy said. "They've kind of moved me in here with them. I got kicked out of my own home, and they picked me up on the street and moved me in here."

"That was nice of them," Anna said, "Then she can stay?" Kyle asked. "Sure."

"But she'll have to sleep upstairs on the couch, huh, Mom?" Stan asked glumly.

"No, she can steep down here with you two if she wants to."

"What'll Dad say when he gets back?" asked Stan.

"I'll handle him," Anna said. "A lot of things are going to be different around here."

"You mean you don't care if I keep having fun with Stan and Kyle?" Cassy asked in amazement. "No, I don't mind. If you all want to have fun, it'd be ashamed if you didn't have it," Anna walked casually across the room. "But I do think we should all share the wealth, if you know what I mean."

She stopped beside the bed. Looking straight into the three surprised faces, she reached behind her and unfastened her bra. After shrugging the straps from her shoulders, she jerked the bra off, and her huge tits flopped out heavily. She dropped the bra to the rug and stripped off her panties.

Naked, she fondled her tits, ran a hand through her cunt hair, and crawled onto the bed. "Now we're all going to have fun together," she said.

Stan managed to find his voice. "Mom, you mean… you mean you wanta have sex with Kyle and me?" he asked.

"That's right, and I wanta make it with this little cunt here, too. By the way, what's your name, honey?"

"Cassy, ma'am, Cassy Haynes. But I've never swung with a woman before."

"Neither have I," Anna replied, "and I'd have been afraid to try with any of the broads I know. The idea would probably shock them right out of their pussies. But I think you might be different."

"Do I have a choice?" Cassy said. "What if I said no; could I still stay?"

Anna thought about it for a second. When she'd come into the room, she'd been willing to use any kind of threat to make it with the girl, but now she realized that wouldn't be fair it would be almost like rape. "Yes, you have a choice. Even if you say no, you can still stay."

Cassy smiled. "Thanks, and in that case I say yes. I'd love to make it with you, ma' am."

"Call me Anna."

Anna kissed the girl on the mouth and stuck two fingers into Cassy's wet pussy. Cassy returned the kiss with feeling and squeezed both of Anna's soft tits. After a minute, Anna came up for air.

"Mom, are you sure you want to make it with Kyle and me?" Stan asked. "That's, well…"

"Incest," Anna said. "And I'm sure. I want you both to be mother-fuckers. Your other brother's a motherfucker already."

"Greg."

"That's right. He fucked me two days ago and he's spent the last two nights with me. By the way, I made it with the air conditioner repairman, too. He even fucked me in my asshole and made me eat my shit off his prick, it was slimy and smelly and I loved it!"

"Mom! Jesus! To do all that, you'd have to be a… a…" Stan faltered, not wanting to say the word about his own mother.

"I'd have to be a whore," Anna said. "That's what I am. Tell all your friends that your mother's a whore. You can even bring some of them over sometime, and I'll take them all on. I don't care who they are or what they look like."

Neither boy could believe that such incredible lewdness could come from his own mother. She had always been quiet and respectable. In spite of her good looks and over ripe figure, it was tough for them to imagine her making it with even their father. But her being a whore – it was too much to take in! They sat quietly on the bed, staring.

"Grossed out, huh?" Anna said. "I bet Cassy's not grossed out. If you two get the urge, join in. Just cram it in any hole you please."

Cassy grinned and threw her legs open as wide as she could. Anna got between them on her hands and knees. Bending her elbows a little, she stretched her neck down and brought her mouth to Cassy's cunt.

"That's right, you whore, eat my pussy," Cassy purred.

Anna stuck her nose between Cassy's pussy lips she wiggled it and dragged it up to her clit. She nuzzled the clit playfully, felt it stiffen, laughed, and attacked it with her tongue. She licked the sides of it at first and felt it swelling fast. Then she gave the very tip of the clit a long lick, and Cassy shuddered violently. The tip was supersensitive. Anna bit the base of the tit gently and brought her teeth slowly upward. She stopped just short of the tip, went back down, then repeated the motion time after time.