Michael Corbett - Mom_s loving sons

Anna tightened her pussy even more around Kyle's prick when he was all the way up her. Holding him there, she ground her hips – first in one direction, then in the other, reversing again and again. Her pussy was twitching crazily around his cock, and she loved feeling her contradictions bounce off his fat column of flesh. The grinding of her hips let her keep rubbing her clit against him, and seconds after the first orgasm was over, another one started.

She still held him all the way up her cunt and kept grinding her hips. Juice was flooding out of her and being lapped up by Cassy.

A third orgasm began blasting through Anna's loins, and now she couldn't stop herself from going up and down. She still ground her hips, but she hurled herself up and down Kyle's prick, his cockhead thudding into the back of her cunt when she was all the way down. Her tits were stretched more often, and now each stretch took only a fraction of a second. Pains shot through her as if two very long needles were being jabbed through her nipples, all the way through her enormous tits, and deep into her body every time she went up Kyle's prick. She grunted sharply but loved every pain, and soon the heat of the pains had turned the jabs of hurt into jabs of delight. One orgasm after another shook her violently.

"I'm cumming!" she cried. "Jesus Christ, I don't think I'll ever stop cumming! Keep sucking my pussy, Cassy! Fuck my sweet hot cunt, Kyle, you son of a fucking whore! Tear my titties off! Chew my titties up and spit 'em out! Everybodykeep making me cuuummmmm!" She was going toward delirium as she plunged faster up and down Kyle's prick. His finger dug deeper into her tits and his teeth grated into her jug flesh. Anna yanked her tits wildly herself, as if waiting for them to come loose from their moorings.

Seeing, hearing, and feeling his mother's demented pleasure, Kyle began thrusting his cock up her cunt as her hips came down.

Anna's wildness had the same effect on Stan as he fucked Cassy's steaming shithole. The going had gotten easier as her anus had adjusted to his big prick, and now he thrust harder and faster. But sometimes he ground his hips a little to stretch her asshole's opening a little more out of shape and to give himself an extra thrill. With every stroke, his cock-head soared way up into her shitty bowels, and his nuts thumped into her wet sex slit.

Cassy's empty pussy convulsed with a long orgasm. She couldn't keep up with Anna's cunt lips any more, so the girl pulled her head up a little and licked Anna's ass again.

Another orgasm tore through the teens cunt. She clamped her asshole tighter around Stan's prick as he lunged up her. The boy grunted as his nuts began chugging up his cum. He buried himself inside her shithole and fucked her with very short, deep strokes as his jism spurted into her humid bowels.

Kyle stuffed more tit than ever into his mouth as he felt his own orgasm getting ready to pop. His prick began heaving, and he bit hard into the tiny. His cum rose out of his prick-head in great spouts and into his mother's clenching cunt.

After Stan pulled out of her, Cassy rolled over and lay on her back. He knee-walked to her, holding his prick carefully with a thumb and forefinger.

"You promised," he said, and he put a hand across the back of her neck and pulled up her head.

"That's right, I promised," Cassy said with a smile. "And I want it!" She opened her mouth-wide and took in his whole cock. She set her lips close around the base and slowly brought her head backward. Coming off him, she licked all that was left of her own slimy shit off Stan's prick. Then she took him back into her mouth and sucked him back into hardness. "Now fuck my Goddamn pussy, you bastard!" she said. He lay on top of her and shoved his rod into her cunt.

Looking down at them, Anna got an idea while Cassy ate the shit off Stan's cock. Anna was still astride Kyle, his partly softened prick still inside her pussy. Leaning down, Anna whispered into Kyle's ear.

"But, Mom…" he said. "I want it," she said.

"It'll make a mess," he protested.

"I don't care. I can take the covers off the bed later and wash them. I'll put fresh things on after the mattress airs out. You can sleep upstairs with me tonight. But I want this here and now."

"But to do that to my own mother!"

"I bet it'll be fun," she said, "for both of us. I've never tried it, but cum always feels great. So this should really be something. I won't let you up until you do it in me."

"Okay," he sighed. He rested his hands on the long upper slopes of her tits and made himself relax. Shit, he needed to go anyway, so what the hell.

He dug his hands into her tits and twisted as soon as the flow started out of his prick. He was pissing into his own mother's cunt! And, oh God, it felt great!

Anna screamed as the hot stream of piss shot into her. The piss rolled down and out of her, carrying cum with it, but the stream of sizzling piss kept shooting into her pussy from his prick. Another orgasm leaped through her trembling cunt.

Anna awoke her youngest son the next morning by giving him a blowjob. After his cum was safely in her belly, she smiled and slapped his thigh. "Time to get up, sleepy-head."

Naked, the two of them walked down the hall from her bedroom, headed for the kitchen. As they passed Greg's bedroom, they noticed that his door was open. They looked in. He was fast asleep. They had gone to bed at three a.m. and he hadn't been home yet. It was a little after ten now.

"Stan and Greg and I are supposed to be over at Soapy's house at eleven to play basketball, but I don't guess Greg will wanta go, will he, Mom?" Kyle asked.

"No, we'd better let him sleep," she answered, and they went on to the kitchen.

Anna fixed breakfast while Kyle ran downstairs to wake Stan and Cassy. Stan got up and came up to eat, but Cassy blinked, mumbled, rolled over, and went back to sleep.

After breakfast, Stan and Kyle dressed and went off to play basketball. Anna dressed, too. She took her car and went shopping. She needed groceries and several other things.

Before leaving, she left notes on Cassy's and Greg's pillows, saying she'd be back about twelve thirty, and that they could fix their own breakfasts if they got up before then. But in the note to Greg, Anna forgot to mention Cassy. His brothers hadn't told him about the girl, and Anna had intended to tell him this morning. She had also intended to tell him about extending her incest, to Stan and Kyle. But having gotten in so late last night and having slept so late this morning, Greg still knew nothing about any of it.

Cassy woke again at a quarter to eleven and this time decided to get up. She read the note Anna had left and decided to go upstairs fix breakfast. She as hungry as hell, and in her eagerness to eat, she forgot her clothes when she went upstairs. Clothes were a drag, anyway. Nakedness was more natural. She'd never been upstairs before, and having a normal curiosity, she looked around. It was a nice house – much nicer than the one she'd come from.

These were good people, too. She was lucky to be here. All sorts of awful things could happen to girls who ran away from home or got kicked out, but she was safe and having the time of her life.

In a bedroom she looked into, she saw a boy asleep in bed. He was covered by only a sheet, which came up his waist. He looked a little older than Stan and was of medium height, broad shouldered, and hairy-chested. This must be Greg, she decided, the oldest brother. She'd never seen him before, but Stan and Kyle had told her about him.

Over his loins, the sheet looked like a tent. He had a hard-on! A monstrous one, too! She was tempted to go over and start sucking or fucking him, but she wasn't sure how he'd react if he woke up and found a strange, naked girl working out on his prick besides, she needed food.