Chapter 3
Joanne was still miserable the next day.
As she bathed with fresh, fragrant bubbles as high as her perky tits, she still had a feeling of worthlessness. She couldn't see how her sons could love her any longer after what she had done.
They had looked upon her nakedness, touched her cunt and even fingerfucked her while she pretended sleep. And then last night ... sucking Jimmy's cock off!
It was a farce, she felt, a deception of the worst kind, and Joanne had never been a deceiving person. But she herself had not deceived, she sobbed to herself. It was her cunt, her uncontrollable cunt with that consuming heat in it. That was the problem-her cunt. The feelings she had for herself were quite low. She felt as if she were rotten, worthless, not good for anything except to fuck and suck. No one could love her. She was a deceiving woman with a cunt that betrayed her and made her do wicked things. It was the fault of her greedy cunt, she thought.
Was it possible she had been unconsciously desiring her sons for wicked sex? Had she been wanting their cocks for years? Joanne had no answers. All she knew was that yesterday, for the first time in her life, she had dozed off on the couch without anything on except her robe.
Had she unconsciously been hoping that her sons would see her nakedness? Was there some insatiable animal gnawing at her body, demanding lewd sex and forcing her to do the thing she had done? Was she so weak and so out of control with this overwhelming erotic desire, that her cunt now actually controlled her?
Joanne still didn't know. The only thing she knew for sure was that she felt shame and embarrassment.
But as miserable as she was, Joanne was honest with herself. She could not-nor did she try-to deny the intensity of her feelings of shame. She felt as if she had humiliated herself, degraded her in the eyes of her sons. Was she the type of woman that needed humiliation to enjoy ultimate sexual pleasure? Again, she did not know. She only knew, as she watched the bubbles drain away, that this feeling of degradation and shame made her feel wonderful.
Force, that was the key, she thought. I have to be forced into this. The idea was exciting and her flesh rippled with chilling goose bumps of pleasure. I must be told to do this, she thought. If I'm told and forced, then it's alright. That way I can't be blamed for my erotic feelings.
Dressing in a housedress, she brushed her long hair and applied a faint coat of lipstick. She then went to the kitchen and began preparing breakfast for her two boys. As she flipped the hot cakes, she heard Jimmy and Hank coming in. She listened to them as they sat at the small table in the kitchen. Since it was only the three of them, they seldom if ever used the dining room.
With a platter of hot cakes and bacon, she turned toward them and gasped.
Her two sons sat at the table wearing their under shorts and nothing else. They had never done such a thing before and a fear came over Joanne. Her face flamed, but she knew her eyes were gazing down at the front of those shorts. She heard them giggle and that increased her blush. Saying nothing, she set the platter on the table and turned away quickly. The whispered conversation came to her, but the words were too low for her to make out.
When she turned to face them again, she felt her heart leap in her chest. Her eyes had gone immediately to their shorts again. Jimmy had exposed the head of his cock from the fly of his shorts and was eating, pretending absolute innocence. It was then that she knew that he had not been asleep the night before at all.
Joanne could not force her eyes from the head of Jimmy's cock. She knew they were aware of her eyes on his prick and they didn't care. They also knew that their mother was so fascinated by it she could not turn away.
Joanne felt a lurch between her thighs and her cunt began boiling with desperate need. She could feel the insides of her thighs becoming slippery as her pussy seeped. That made her realize she had not put panties on after her bath. With a strong effort, she jerked her eyes from Jimmy's cock and almost ran to her room. She pulled a pair of lacy panties up her legs and snapped the elastic about her hips. She was determined to fight this overpowering desire.
But Joanne failed in her struggle.
Returning to the kitchen, she saw that both her son's cocks were exposed now. Jimmy's prick stood out in full hardness from the fly of his shorts and Hank sat with his cock jutting out to the side. Hank's cock was just as hard as his brother's and the two boys looked at her very sweetly and innocently.
As she stood in the doorway and stared at their cocks with hot eyes, her body shook with erotic desire. Her mind was empty to everything except the two cocks. With trembling steps, she moved to them. No one spoke, but the boys' breathing told her of their excitement. Her own breathing came in gasps of wicked desire. As she stood there at the table looking down at her sons' hard pricks, her hand began to tremble and her knees grew weak. So intense was her gaze on those cocks that she did not see Jimmy's hand move. "Oh!" she gasped.
Jimmy had moved his hand out and was running it up and down her thigh, going under her dress.
And even as she gasped with surprise, her eyes never so much as blinked away from their cocks. She felt Jimmy's hand caressing along the back of her thigh, going higher and higher. The boys were looking at her face, both grinning as if they knew what was happening to her.
Then Jimmy's hand was on her ass cheek, squeezing it lightly. Joanne began to whimper softly as her cunt steamed and her ass began to twitch. She could not stop it and his hand felt so good against her pantied ass cheek.
Hank stood up, his head coming to her shoulders. His cock stood out, firm and throbbing with a sweetly swollen head. Joanne's hand began to itch and she recalled the way it felt when she accidentally grabbed it the night before. Now he stood next to her, his eyes fixed on the swell of her thrusting tits.
Then Jimmy was on his feet, too, his hand still under her dress, moving around the cheeks of her ass. Joanne trembled, but could not move. She closed her eyes, her face burning with embarrassment. She felt Jimmy take her wrist and then her hand was touching his cock.
Of their own accord, her fingers closed about his deliciously throbbing prick, holding it tightly. Her left hand, without being guided, turned and gripped Hank's cock.
Tears began to flow from her closed eyes. The tears were a mixture of humiliation and overwhelming passion.
She felt her youngest son begin to fondle her tits and a spark of intense desire ripped through her. Her fists squeezed both cocks and she began to jack on them. As she stood there with Jimmy feeling her pantied ass, and Hank playing with her tits through the dress, while she jacked on their sweet, hard cocks, she told herself she was being forced. Her sons were making her do this, she thought with a burning mind. They were making her jack on their cocks and feeling her up. She couldn't make them stop.
She didn't want to make them stop.
Her dress was being opened and her tits pulled out. They were swollen, beautiful in shape, with turgid nipples that tingled hotly. She felt Hank twisting and pulling at her nipple and then his hot mouth was on it. She shivered as he sucked at her tit while his hand squeezed and fondled the other one. Her hand beat faster on his cock. Jimmy squeezed both her ass cheeks and his fingers dug into the firm, spongy flesh. Her hand on his cock increased in speed and tightness.
"Oooo," she whimpered, licking at her lips, her eyes were still closed and hot tears flowed down her flaming cheeks. "Oooo!"
Her dress was pulled down and she had to release the cocks as her arms were removed from the sleeves. She stood naked from the waist up, her firm, shapely tits fully revealed. She gripped her sons' cocks again of her own will and peeked from slitted eyes. Both Hank and Jimmy began to suck at her tits and her nipples burned inside their mouths. Her fists moved rapidly and tightly now.
Jimmy held one ass cheek and Hank had shoved his hand under her dress, too. One of the boys, she didn't know which, had tucked her dress into the waist of her bikini panties. They both sucked her tits and felt her ass as she stood on trembling legs between them. Jimmy was an inch or two taller than Hank and he had to lean down slightly to suck her tit. Hank stood level with her tit and did not have to lean over.
Then they pulled from her.
"No!" Joanne whimpered as she felt their cocks pull from her hands. "No, please!"
The boys stood a few feet from her, looking at her. Their cocks still jutted out, hard and dripping now. Her tits were exposed and her dress hung at her waist, with the back tucked into her panties. Her thighs were almost totally exposed to them and she stood there shaking with desire, her eyes hot and her mouth open slightly. She was panting heavily as she looked at their cocks.
"You sucked me off last night, Mom,"
Jimmy said simply. "I wasn't asleep and neither was Hank."
"Oh, my God!" she whispered thickly, her face burning hotter than ever. "You . . .knew?"
"Hell, yes," Jimmy laughed.
"What, what are you going to do ... about it?" she asked nervously.
The two boys laughed. It was not the sound of two very young boys, but the sound of two boys with some deliciously wicked ideas.
"Well," Jimmy said, "I kinda liked that, Mom."
"You ... did?"
He nodded. "Now you gotta suck Hank off."
Again, the statement was simply put. It was not demanding or ordering. It was just a simple statement of fact. There was no questionthat she would not suck her youngest son's cock off. They took it for granted that she would do it.
Hank took his mother's hand and then she was led into the living room. Turning her hand loose, she watched him as he sat on the couch, his ass shoved over the edge, his cock standing up from the edge of his shorts. Jimmy was next to his brother, his cock standing up from his fly, too.
"Come on, Mom," Jimmy said. "You gotta suck Hank's cock off like you did mine last night."
As if in a trance, Joanne moved toward them. Dropping to her knees before her youngest son, she went between his spreading thighs. Her beautiful face was hot and pink. She placed her hands on his hips, gazing hungrily at this young, sweet, throbbingly hard cock. The head was very swollen and she saw it was not as large as Jimmy's. But the piss hole was flaring wide and it dripped sweetly.
"Suck his cock, Mom," Jimmy urged, his hand on the back of her head, forcing it downward. "Suck Hank's cock!"
From the corner of her eye, she saw Jimmy was gripping his cock with his free hand. Her right hand moved quickly, without direction from her burning mind. She shoved Jimmy's hand away and wrapped her fingers tightly about his prick. She squeezed it hotly and began to jack it up and down as Jimmy shoved her head closer to his brother's cock.
Her lips brushed the dripping piss hole, the juice smearing them. Joanne's emotions went haywire. With a loud groan of intense desire, she opened her mouth and shoved it downward. Engulfing Hank's cock tightly with her hot, hungry mouth, she began to suck up and down it swiftly.
As she sucked, her hand beat up and down on Jimmy's cock. He had turned loose of her head and Joanne slowed her bobbing lips. She tasted the sweet smoothness of Hank's cock between her lips as her tongue fluttered over his piss hole to lick away the seeping juices. Her throat was burning with need and her eyes opened wide, rolling around unseeingly.
Pulling up, she held the head of Hank's cock between her lips as her tongue fluttered about the wet, swollen head. Jimmy had leaned down and was watching his mother sucking Hank's cock and his eyes were very bright with excitement. Joanne licked Hank's smooth cock head, her lips holding him tightly. Then she began to suck deeper.
There was hardly any hair at the base of his cock as she went down, but she felt his small balls pressing against her chin. She held Hank's cock deep in her mouth, her cheeks and throat working, her tongue licking. Her mouth was wet and hot and she was very hungry for this cock. Her cunt was boiling and quivering between her thighs and her right fist pumped furiously on Jimmy's throbbing cock. With her mouth far down on Hank's prick, Joanne opened her lips very wide and managed to get his balls into her mouth along with his cock. Her mind reeled with the delight of having both his cock and balls between her hot, hungry lips.
The head of his cock was probing at her throat and she had the wild desire to swallow him, balls and all, into her stomach. She made husky, excited whimpering sounds as she tongued his balls and cock, finally letting his balls go in order to suck up and down on his tasty, deliciously hard cock.
Her tits were burning and her nipples felt as if they would burst at any time. She squeezed her thighs tightly, creating pressure against her throbbing cunt. Her right fist squeezed and jacked swiftly on Jimmy's cock as she sucked up and down hungrily on Hank's prick.
Joanne felt subservient to them as she knelt between Hank's thighs and sucked on his cock while she jacked Jimmy's prick. It was exactly where she belonged, she felt-on her fucking knees with a cock stuffed into her hungry, cocksucking mouth. Her feeling of humiliation was strong and it increased the boiling, erotic desire within her slender body and soaring brain. She was being humiliated and forced to suck her sons and Joanne loved it!
The throbbing of Hank's cock between her lips was so intensely pleasurable, she wanted to suck on it all day and all night. The excited sounds Hank made as she sucked his prick made her feel so very good. It told her she was sucking his cock off nicely and she wanted to please him, to please both her boys. She increased the pressure of her lips around his throbbing cock, gliding them up and down his hard prick with soft mewls of delight, her tongue fluttering and licking. She felt Jimmy slip a hand underneath her and hold one of her tightly jiggling tits as she jacked on his cock.
Hank began to squirm his ass about as Joanne sucked up and down his cock. She moved her left hand along his stomach and gripped the crotch of his undershorts, pulling them far to one side. Her lips held his prick tightly as she gobbled in greedy pleasure.
"I'm gonna come!" Hank yelped excitedly, his hands on her cheeks, holding her face. "I'm gonna come, Mom! I'm gonna come in your mouth the way Jimmy did!"
Joanne gurgled with eagerness, her lips clutching his cock as her tongue flew against his piss hole. She squeezed hard at Jimmy's cock, anticipating the flow of Hank's sweet, young come juice as it burst into her fiery mouth.
Hank moved his hips, trying to press his cock deeper into his mother's mouth. But Joanne wanted to taste the spewing of his come juice. If he had his cock down her throat, she wouldn't be able to taste his come juice. Every time he lunged up into her mouth, she drew her head up with him, her lips holding the head of his cock tightly as her tongue beat rapidly at the piss hole.
"I gotta do it!" Hank yelled. "I gotta come ... now!"
Joanne's mind reeled with eagerness as her lips held the swollen head of his delicious prick, her tongue licking swiftly around the piss hole. Her right hand clutched Jimmy's cock very tightly, but in her excitement to catch Hank's come juice, she no longer jacked him.
Hank grunted and Joanne mewled loudly.
Then Hank's cock squirted.
The first spurt of his come juice splashed upon the tip of her tongue because she had been trying to shove it into his piss hole. Her eyes rolled with delight as his prick gushed, filling her mouth quickly time and again. She swallowed in gurgling ecstasy as he continued to spew come juice into her mouth.
"I'm doing it, Mom!" Hank yelled with youthful excitedness. "I'm coming in your mouth the way Jimmy did! Ohhh, I like this, Mom!"
His body was almost rigid, his hips shaking as she sucked hard on the head of his swollen cock. Her tongue raced about the spurting piss hole hungrily, loving the taste of his sweet come juice. Her throat made noisy gulping sounds and her cunt felt as if it were going to melt, she was so hot.
Before Hank finished coming off, she began to suck up and down his jerking cock rapidly, moaning in a delirious ecstasy. Her mouth twisted about on his cock, her tongue lapping as she sucked and swallowed. Her right fist gripped Jimmy's throbbing cock very tightly. Jimmy was digging his fingers into her firm, spongy tit harshly and she felt a stab of sweet pain from his eager fingers.
She felt Hank's cock dribbling, and she knew she would get no more come juice from him for a while, at least. But she still clung to his cock and moved her lips up and down softly.
"Hurry, Mom!" she heard Jimmy grunt.
Her eyes turned to him, her mouth still filled with Hank's cock. She felt his prick lurching in her fist.
"Hurry! Get my cock in your mouth!"
Jimmy yelled in a thick voice. "I'm about to come, too! Hurry up and get my cock in your mouth before I come, Mom!"
Quickly she released Hank's cock and shoved her mouth down onto Jimmy's. She was just in time.
She just got the head between her lips when he came.
The thick sweetness of his come juice spewed into her hot, hungry mouth for the second time. The taste of his come juice was the same as Hank's and she devoured his cock as he gushed into her burning mouth. Her cunt exploded and she growled with ecstasy around Jimmy's spewing prick. Once again her throat gulped noisily as she swallowed with intense pleasure.
She was coming stronger than she remembered ever coming in her life. Her swollen tits were smashed upon Hank's thigh as she leaned over him to hold Jimmy's cock into her mouth. The feeling of her nipples against his flesh was searing.
Her cheeks almost ballooned out as Jimmy's cock filled her hot, wet mouth. She had taken the swollen head between her lips just in time to catch his come juice with her mouth, but now she sucked up and down in a frenzy as he finished spewing. She did not turn his cock loose until she was certain he would not give her one last spurt of come juice.
Pulling away from his cock, Joanne sat back on her heels. Her face was burning with shame, but also with the pleasure she had felt. For a moment she couldn't lift her eyes to look at her sons. When she finally did, she saw how pleased they were.
Joanne reached and cupped Jimmy's cock in one hand and Hank's cock and balls in the other, smiling nervously at her sons.