James Barton: Daddys tempting twins

Mike stood up quickly; he understood what she was doing and he was only too anxious to help her. "Sure, Mrs. Garrison, it's okay with me."

"Jim?"

"Ah, I guess so, Mom…" he told her hesitantly.

Thelma felt her heart pounding furiously in her chest. She touched Mike's bulge first, then her other hand encountered the well-defined outline of her son's prick inside his pants. Nervously, she pulled down the zipper on Jim's pants and freed his throbbing prick. She heard him gasp as her fingers closed about the pulsing length of his cock. Next, she freed Mike's prick and she was impressed by the size of the boy's cock.

Fondling them, she moved off the couch and sank to her knees before them. Mike had unfastened his belt and his pants hung loosely about his hips. She pulled them down around his ankles, then did the same to her son's trousers. With a stiff, throbbing young prick in each hand, Thelma turned her head to Jim's prick and opened her mouth to suck on the velvety head.

"Ohhhh, Mom!"

A thrill went through her body as she licked the head of her son's prick, then she turned to Mike. Licking out, she swept the underside of the boy's prick as she fondled his balls. He sighed deeply and placed both hands on her head.

"Oh, yes… that's good, Mrs. Garrison!" he said as he hunched forward, sinking his throbbing cock in her hot mouth.

Reaching out, Jim felt his mother's head bobbing up and down on Mike's prick and he felt slighted. "Ah, can you be sure, Mom?" he asked as her hand stroked his cock softly.

Pulling her mouth off of Mike's pulsing shaft, Thelma ran her hands up and down the boy's naked legs. She knew that what she was doing was totally wrong by society's standards, but at that point, she really didn't care. All she wanted was to have her own needs met and if it took two teenaged boys to meet them, then that's exactly what she intended to do. Shrugging out of her housecoat, she cleared her throat.

"Ah, I can't be sure… in the dream, the boy played with my titties too…" She pulled them down on the floor with her.

Mike fondled her tit. Her nipple was stiff against his palm and he was impressed by its size – it was much larger than either of his sisters' tits.

Jim reached out hesitantly and cupped his mother's tit. It was warm and soft, and the nipple tickled his palm as he squeezed it lightly.

"You… you know who it was in your room last night, don't you, Mom…"

Thelma kissed her son softly on the mouth. She offered him her tongue, and she was thrilled at the thought of making love with her son and his young friend.

"Oh, yes, baby… I knew it was you!" she told him as his hands roamed over her body. "And no I'm not angry… I… that is, I needed it… I need it now."

Mike was afire with passion. The idea that he was going to get to fuck a grown woman excited him far more than the idea of fucking his sisters. He ran his hands over her soft body and found the thick mat of hair between her legs. As he eased a finger into her wet cunt, she turned and found his mouth with his.

When they parted, Thelma took a deep breath and let it out. "My God, what you two do to me!" Then she stood up suddenly.

"Come on," she told them. "We're going to bed… I'm going to suck and fuck you both!"

At the Hogan household, things were not going as smoothly as Trish had anticipated. It was well after dark by the time their father dragged wearily into the house and collapsed into his chair.

Neither Trina nor Trish could convince him that a good hot meal would work wonders for a tired real-estate man and he left them both looking at each other questioningly as he stumbled off to bed without eating.

"What on earth does he do that's so exhausting?" Trina asked in a disappointed tone of voice.

Trish shrugged. "Beats me… but I'll bet he won't be so fired after he's slept for a while." She smiled mischievously as she looked toward the stairs.

Thelma lay back on the cool sheets in the darkness. She looked up as the two boys finished undressing and she held out her hands to them. Mike lay to her left and Jim snuggled close on the other side. Both boys reached for a tit, and Thelma felt the thrill of their hot hands on her body.

"Jim… do you remember what made me feel so good last night?"

Jim recalled her crying out as he kissed her between the legs – and he remembered watching the Hogan twins eating each other's pussy.

"Move up, Mike," she said, turning her head to one side.

Thelma opened her mouth and took the length of his prick between her lips. She licked him lavishly as he moaned. She squirmed lightly as she felt her son kissing down her body. As his warm hands moved over her lower belly, she shivered.

As Jim found the wet, warm nest of his mother's pussy, he licked out with his tongue. He heard her moan and she spread her legs even wider for him.

The boy spread the lips of her cunt and licked. She raised her hips to him and shuddered. Again, he felt a certain pride in knowing that what he was doing was bringing her pleasure and he buried his face between her legs.

Mike's breath was coming raggedly as Jim's to cum, and he could not hold back as she mother sucked his throbbing prick.

"Ohhh, Mrs. Garrison… I'm gonna… Oh… Oh… Oh, I'm gonna cum!" Mike cried.

Jim heard Mike cry out. He saw her pull off his friend's pulsing prick just as it erupted to send a hot glob of cum onto her tongue.

Thelma shuddered as the boy's prick began to spurt its hot load. She felt his legs quivering as he moaned above her and as his prick continued to jerk. Closing her mouth about the head of Mike's prick, she began to suck him strongly. As the contractions passed and her mouth was filled with his sticky cum, she swallowed and licked him lavishly.

"Ohhhhhhhh, Mrs. Garrison," Mike moaned as the woman continued sucking his prick. "It… it's so tender… uhbhhhhnnn."

Jim watched in fascination as his mother pulled Mike's prick out of her mouth. Her lips glistened in the darkness and Jim envisioned his own prick between those wet, warm lips.

"Was that good, Michael?" Thelma questioned as she regained her breath.

"Uh-huh…" he said, sinking down beside her. Thelma kissed the boy softly. As their lips touched, she reached for his prick and found it still stiff and throbbing.

"Don't you boys ever lose your hard-ons?" she asked as her son moved up between her legs to lick her nipples.

"That's what my sisters asked."

"What?" Thelma asked.

"Ah, I didn't mean that… not exactly," Mike stammered.

Thelma laughed lowly and squeezed his prick. "Come on… I think you can be more truthful than that, Michael."

Mike glanced at Jim and wondered what his friend would say if he admitted having sex with his twin sisters. "We… we fooled around a little… this morning. But it's the first time!" he added quickly.

Thelma saw the look on her son's face as Mike told her the truth. She pictured in her mind's eye, the two boys with the golden-haired Hogan twins and she shivered. How long had it been since she had pressed her mouth over a soft, warm cunt! "Ah… did you both fuck them?" she asked as she felt her own passions rising again.

Jim pressed his face between his mother's tits. "It was their idea, Mom…" he said in an apologetic tone.

"Come on, I think it's grand… really," she assured them. "I mean, what kind of a person would I be to do this with you, then find fault in you doing it with two girls as lovely as Michael's sisters? You… you really don't care?" Jim asked in a tone of amazement.

In answer to her son's question, Thelma grabbed his throbbing prick. She stroked it gently as she pressed her mouth over his and eased her tongue between his lips.

"Of course not, sweetheart," she told him as their lips parted. "Just as long as you have some of that beautiful hard prick for your mother!"