James Barton: Daddys tempting twins

Jim was thrilled and excited. To hear his mother say words like "fuck" and "prick" sent chills up his spine and he longed to feel his prick in her cunt.

"Could we… I mean, could you and I fuck, Mom?" he asked apprehensively as he glanced at Mike.

"We'll do more than that," she promised him, slipping off the bed to walk quickly into the bathroom. She returned in a moment with a tube of lubricant.

Jim watched as his mother spread the greasy stuff on Mike's prick, then she lay back and squirted some of it into her asshole.

"I'm going to fuck both of you at once," she told her son.

Jim felt his heart pounding wildly as he lay face to face with his mother and her hand curled about his throbbing prick. Hunching forward, his prick slid smoothly into her warm cunt.

Behind her, Mike snuggled close as Jim's mother reached around to take hold of his prick. As his prick eased into her asshole, he knew it was going to be good.

"Oh, God!" Thelma exclaimed as Mike thrust forward and his cock eased into her stretched asshole. "God, but that feels good!"

Jim tested the position by moving his hips slightly. His mother thrust forward, and his prick slid into her cunt all the way. She began a slow grinding motion with her lower body.

Mike pushed forward with his hands on Thelma's shoulders. The feeling of her full ass against his body caused him to push into her.

"My tits…" she gasped. "Play with my tits!" Both Mike and Jim reached at the same time and they settled for a tit apiece. Thelma groaned as she felt the pricks inside her body. It had been years since she had been double-fucked. As she moved her body against them, she thought again of the Hogan twins. How she would love to get them in bed alone – just her and the two girls. She'd suck their pussies until they begged her to stop!

"Ohhhhh, Mom…" Jim groaned. "Your pussy is so good!"

Mike pulled back his hips until just the head of his prick was enveloped by the woman's hot flesh, then he thrust forward violently to bury his cock in her asshole. He heard her groan, and he repeated the thrust as she ground her ass against him.

Jim sucked on his mother's tongue as she wrapped her arms about him and cupped his asscheeks. He knew he could not hold off much longer and he hoped that she would be able to cum with him.

Thelma felt herself rising as the boys fucked her. She could feel their pricks almost touching as they slid in and out of her body, and she knew that her own orgasm was not far away. Pressed against her son's body, Thelma luxuriated in the raw sensuality of the moment. She shivered as he gasped for breath in her arms. She felt his prick pulse strongly inside her cunt and she thrust forward with her hips to meet him as he hunched into her.

"Ohhhhhhh…" Mike groaned again. "Your asshole is so tight… God, it's so hot… I'm gonna cum in your ass, Mrs. Garrison… I… I can't hold back."

"Me… me too, Mom… I'm cuming… Oh, I'm cummmmming!" Mike sobbed as he crushed his mother's soft tit in his hand.

"Yes!" Thelma gasped as the boys cried out their passion. "Yesssss! Fuck me! Fuck me in the ass, Mike… let me feel your hot cum in my asshole! Fuck my pussy, baby… shoot your cum into your mother's cunt… now, baby… now, baby… NOOOWWWW!"

She screamed as her orgasm rose to break over her writhing body like a hot wave of sensation.

Thelma felt Jim's prick twitch, then he stiffened against her as his prick erupted in her cunt. She pressed her cheek to his as Mike's prick exploded in her clasping asshole.

She shivered as the boys' pricks pumped their hot loads of white, sticky cum into her lusting body. She wished that she had a stiff prick in her mouth so that she could taste the cum.

Panting behind her, Mike ran his hands to her hips and buried his spurting cock in the woman's asshole. He sucked his breath in sharply as she ground her ass against his body. He sobbed as he heard his friend moaning just as loudly.

Finally, the three of them lay quietly in each other's arms. Thelma was the first to speak as she felt Mike's prick soften, then slip out of her asshole. She could feel the cum on her thighs as it dribbled out of her cunt and her son's prick began to shrink.

"Mike… do… do you think that Trina and Trish might like to come over some evening. I you know, so that the five of us could get ii together?"

Mike thought about it. The idea appealed to him. "I… I could talk to them about it."

"Do you wanna watch us fuck them, Mom?" Jim asked quietly as his shrinking prick slipped out of his mother's wet cunt.

Thelma laughed, kissed his forehead. "Among other things, honey… I'd love to have one of them eat my pussy for me…"

"Oh, they both do that!" Mike volunteered, then asked, "Do… do you like to do that, too, Mrs. Garrison?"

"Don't you, Michael?"

Trish and Trina stood in the dark hallway outside the door of their father's room. Several hours had passed since Tim had come in exhausted and turned in for the evening without eating supper. Now, their excitement grew as Trish whispered softly, telling her twin sister what to do.

"Come in with me, Trina you can go an into the bathroom and watch from there."

Trina thought about her father in the next room. "Are… are you sure, Trish? I mean, what if he wakes up and he's… you know, mad?"

Trish smiled as she shook her head. "You let me worry about Daddy getting mad. By the time he does wake up, it'll be too late to be angry about anything!"

Trina took a deep breath as her sister opened the bedroom door.

Cautiously, they stepped into the room and closed the door quietly behind them. Trina glanced toward the bed where her father lay sleeping.

Trish looked down at her father and a thrill went through her body. The sheet was pulled down to his waist and she could see the heavy outline of his prick just a few inches lower. She shrugged out of her thin gown. She stood stark naked in the dim light as her sister looked on with excitement.

Sitting on the side of the bed, Trish reached out with trembling fingers to pull down the sheet from her father's body. Trish pulled the sheet to his knees and gasped at the sight of his prick lying against his thigh.

Slowly, the teenaged girl touched the soft hair of her father's pubis. It thrilled her as she ran her fingers lower and encountered the base of his thick, soft prick. As her fingertips touched his warm flesh, his prick twitched.

Pausing, Trish looked at her father's face, so serene in sleep. Sighing, she let her fingers curl slowly about his cock as she watched his face. She felt his cock twitch again as she held it softly in her hand and she smiled to herself.

Trish lifted her father's hand and placed it on her breast. Almost magically, she felt his fingers move to cup her tit. Trish felt her nipple become stiff against the warm flesh of his palm.

Tim fought the urge to swallow. He had awakened a short time before, gone to the bathroom to relieve himself and had just returned to bed when he heard his daughters whispering outside his door. He wondered what on earth they were up to as they slipped quietly into his room. Then he had sensed one of them near the bed.

Suddenly he understood what was happening as he felt the sheet being pulled down below his waist. Then, he felt his daughter's hand playing softly through his pubic hair and his body was flooded with excitement.

As her fingers curled about his soft prick, Tim swallowed. He was fighting the urge to sit up in bed and simply gather his daughter into his arms.

Feeling the warmth and softness of the girl's tit, Tim experienced a rush of warmth. He felt his prick growing as his daughter manipulated it. He was hard pressed not to lift his hips.

Opening his eyes just a crack, Tim saw his daughter's lovely features in the dim light. Again, he was plagued by the question: Trish or Trina? But it didn't matter, because he knew that whomever it was, the other was not far away – and she was watching!