Kitty didn't hesitate, any more than she had about sucking and fucking, when it came to telling her mother everything. Describing her life on the farm as a member of the Harmon family, she revealed how that had ended when she'd lost her cherry to her so-called father.
"That's when I found out I was adopted," she explained. "Mama caught me fucking Papa, then let me know I wasn't really their daughter. Next thing I knew, she had my bag packed and I was on my own, with the birth certificate the only thing I knew about where I came from."
"So you headed for Centerville," Claire said. "That's what it said on that piece of paper," Kitty said. "Had to find my roots."
Kitty told how she'd met Buster her first night in town and had let him fuck her, even though she suspected he might be her cousin.
"It all just started falling into place once I'd put out for Buster," Kitty went on. "Next I met Andy. He was so cute that I fucked him, too, especially after I figured out that if I was actually a Branch, he must be my brother. Then when I met his father if knew for sure I was in the right family. That he was my father, too. So I came on to him hard, and he loved my shaved cunt. He got rid of Andy and fucked me right in the den!"
"And you took the job as his mistress right then and there, I suppose," Claire murmured.
"But I didn't expect Greg to be part of the deal," Kitty said. "He showed up at my new apartment and wanted his share of my shaved pussy. His cock was so big I couldn't resist, especially since he was family, too. Then Buster showed up again, while I was still naked with Greg, and I wound up taking them both on at the same time!"
"Any more?" Claire warily asked, glassy-eyed from her daughter's incestuous adventures. Kitty purred, "Just you, Mom. After Greg and Buster, you came along."
"Was… was I-I as good for you as the others?" Claire stammered.
"The best, Mom, the best!" Kitty assured her mother. "You were the real breakthrough. The first one in the family who saw me right away for what I am. One of you!"
But Claire was far less giddy than Kitty. "Don't be so sure it's that much of a break finding out you're a Branch. Please don't get me wrong, darling, being with you again is like a miracle. Your father knocked me up while we were still in high school. I was sure I'd never see my little girl after I had to give you up so there wouldn't be any scandal."
"But you married Daddy after all, anyway," Kitty pointed out. "SO why didn't you just go ahead and do it when you were pregnant in the first place and keep me."
"Like I said, the scandal," Claire bitterly replied. "Nice girls don't have babies six months after they're married in white to respectable boys. And that's what I mean about the Branches. They're so respectable, they'd make you puke – especially once you know what rotten bastards they all really are behind all that money!"
"You could've left town with Daddy and started out fresh together…"
"Oh, sure," scoffed Claire. "John… your father… would have loved that. Letting the family bank wind up being run by his half-wit brother, Mart. You know, Buster's his son, so you get the idea. Mon wasn't interested in that damned bank, anyway. So John got it in the end and everybody turned out happy – except for yours truly, after being dumb enough to ever marry into such a family."
"What about Andy and Greg?" Kitty asked. "They're your kids, too."
"Them!" Claire snorted. "I did my best, but those boys are turning out just like their damned father!"
Then Claire looked with total love into Kitty's eyes and said, "It was the little girl they made me give away who I always wanted more than anything. And now that I've got you back, darling… well, to hell with the rest of them. Let's just get as far away from Centerville and the Branches and start our own life together on our own!"
Kitty was tempted, but she couldn't do it. "No, Mom, I've come too far to find my real family to turn my back on them now. It has to be all or nothing for me."
"Then what am I supposed to do?" Claire whined. "Stand back and watch you fuck them while I eat my heart out seeing you get more like them every day?"
"I don't blame you for being bitter, Mom, after all you've been through," Kitty said. "But you've got me back now, so things can be different if you'll let them – for all of us. In other words, I'm asking you to give Daddy and the boys another chance for my sake, so we can all stay together like a real family."
"But your father thinks you're just another one of his mistresses. And to your brothers, you're just another piece of ass!"
"But we can change that, Mom," Kitty said.
"W-well," Claire asked warily.
"Just trust me, Mom," Kitty said, "and you won't believe it's the same family once you've done what I tell you. How about it?"
Accepting the fact that she was helplessly under her daughter's spell, Claire Branch shrugged and agreed. "All right, darling, I'm not sure exactly what I'm letting myself in for, but whatever you say, I'll do it."
"Good girl!" Kitty soothed, as if the roles between parent and child had been reversed. "Now, here's what I have in mind…"
Greg and Andy Branch had been waiting for the explosion to go off between their folks, heard the gossip around town that their mom had been spotted going in and coming out of the apartment house where their father kept his mistress. But when their father left the house that evening, apparently to go fuck his latest plaything, all was apparently fine and dandy.
"Have a nice time, John," the boys overheard their mother say at the door.
"It's strictly business, Claire," their dad answered. "Don't wait up."
"Whatever you say, dear. 'Bye now."
When the front door closed, Greg sneered. "Jeez, what bullshit! Who's Mom trying to kid? She knows where Pop's really going – to fuck that bald pussy across town!"
Slumped in a chair watching television, Andy clicked off the remote control, bolted up and stammered, "B-bald p-pussy?"
Greg sneered at his kid brother. "Yep, just exactly who you think she is. Your little girlfriend. Didn't think the old man took her off your hands just to be a nice guy, did you? Nobody could be that dumb. He's got her stashed away so he can fuck her regular!"
"H-how do you know so much?" Andy asked.
"How else? I fucked her, too. Behind Pop's back after he stole her away from you!"
"You better be lying!"
When Greg needled him with more details, Andy was ready to fight. Leaving their chairs, the Branch brothers had squared off when they realized their argument was not private. There in the doorway of the den – their mother – obviously having overheard plenty.
Andy, although the youngest, was the one who tried to bluff their way out of it. "This is just between me 'n' Greg, Mom, okay?"
"But maybe I can help," Claire Branch said to her sons. She was practically purring as she closed the distance between herself and them. "After all, what're mothers for?"
She wore a robe. When she reached the boys, they could see she had nothing on underneath. The sash was so loosely tied that her big tits were almost spilling out, her dusky nipples playing peek-a-boo.
"You boys just think you're angry with each other," Claire said in a soothing voice. "But your real problem is you're frustrated. Frustrated because you know your father's fucking that little girlfriend of yours tonight, when you're both so horny for her!"
The Branch brothers had never heard their mother talk like that. Along with her big tits, her language put them in sort of a trance.
"Yes, I know how you toys must feel," Claire crooned on. "It isn't easy for me, either, having to sit at home while your father's fucking that little girl, when I'm just as horny as anyone else in this family!"
She completely untied the sash now.
"If you don't believe me," she told her wide eyed sons as her robe fell all the way open, "just look how wet my cunt is tonight!"
She reached down and rubbed her hairy pussy, making it squish loudly. Then she took her sticky fingers from her damp cunt and left glistening trails of pussy-juice across her smeared tits.
"You want to know why I didn't get mad at your father tonight, when I knew he was really going out to fuck that little girl?" Claire asked the boys. "Because that'd be the pot calling the kettle black. How can I be angry at him for milking young pussy, when I'm just the same about the other side of the coin – young cock?"
Claire pointedly looked toward the evidence of the two cocks in the den with her. With their naked mother talking so dirty to them, Greg and Andy Branch couldn't avoid the telltale bulges at their crotches.
"Ummmmm," Claire murmured, "maybe the three of us can come up with something that'll work out our, uh, frustrations, after all!"
She shed the robe entirely, and, static naked, knelt in front of the boys. They were speechless, motionless and breathless as they waited to see what their mother would do next. Claire grinned broadly.
"Why not?" she whispered. "Guess, down deep, there isn't a mother with sons who hasn't wondered if she's woman enough for the younger generation."
Claire reached out with both hands, unzipping the swollen flies of both her boys at once. Greg and Andy just stood there like statues when she groped inside their open jeans. With glassy stares, they saw her pull their stiff pricks into the open, as if she were measuring them alongside one another.
"Oh!" Claire giggled at the sight of their hard-ons. "Just can't decide which of my boys' big cocks to suck first. Guess I'll have to go ahead and suck 'em together at the same time, that's all!"
Opening her mouth as wide as possible, she angled her sons' cock-heads into a common target, then bore down and started hungrily slurping. She also fished out their balls to squeeze them along with the dual blowjob. Greg and Andy could no longer hold back their active participation. Their mother's suction and squeezing quickly had their hips rolling in response, signaling that they were hooked.
Andy moaned, "Jeez, Mom, dunno why you're doing this… but, damn, you give great head! Doesn't she, Greg?"
"Won't get any argument from me about that!" Greg groaned. "If she keeps it up like this, I'm gonna cum right in her mouth!"
"You and me both," Andy said. "Think Mom can drink all that jizz if we both shoot ours at the same time?"
"Any chick horny enough to get two cocks in her mouth isn't gonna have any problem drinking their jizz," Greg predicted.
"Then let's find out for sure," Andy urged. "My cock's ready to blow in Mom's mouth, how about yours?"
"Right on, just a few more seconds and Claire didn't want to have to wait even that short a time." She squeezed her sons' balls as hard as she could, abruptly squeezing the triggers of the boys' big cocks.
"Arrrggghhh!" Greg and Andy groaned together as their cum fired point-blank into the target of their cock-sucking mother's throat.
"Mmmm!" Claire gurgled, gulping down the double-dose of teenaged cum.
She wolfed down the boys' jizz during their initial spurting, then nursed on it during the dribbling stage. When their cocks finally left her mouth, they remained rock-solid.
"Well," Claire teased with a sticky grin when the boys saw what kind of shape she'd left their cocks in, "now we can't let a couple of beautiful, young hard-ons like yours go to waste, can we? Looks like you'll just have to fuck your old mother here and now. No rest for the wicked, huh, boys?"
Claire turned her back to her sons and raised herself on all fours like a bitch in heat. She had a hairy ass between her spread ass-cheeks, and an even hairier cunt. And both fuck-holes looked ready for some good, hard fucking.
"Wouldn't think of just taking on either of you boys only one at a time now," Claire called over her shoulder. "Good thing I'm built with as many holes to fuck down below as you boys have cocks between you to fuck them with – two!"
"Pussy," her sans said together, "and ass?"
"As quick as you can get your big cocks fucking them!" Claire urged.
She made her fuck-holes even more tempting, reaching behind to yank apart her ass-cheeks and pussy-lips as wide as possible. The boys could smell the natural perfume of her yawning cunt, then, when she farted, the tangy scent of her shit-pit as well.
Greg and Andy were immediately at odds again about, who would fuck their mother where. Claire settled the argument.
"I'm thinking of a number between one and ten, boys," she told them. "Whoever's closest gets his choice of fucking either Mommy's asshole or pussy!"
The Branch brothers took their guesses. Andy was nearest to the magic number. He eagerly chose his mother's ass to fuck.
"Then we have to be fair," Claire said, juggling her sons' interests as she'd done when they were younger. "If Andy gets his choice, Greg can start first?"
Greg warned Andy, "Hey, kid, you'd better watch out. I just might pack Mom's pussy so full of my big prick that there won't be any room left for you in her ass?"
"Just try it and see what happens," Andy said. "Nothing's keeping my prick out of Mom where, she shits!"
"Good luck, squirt," Greg taunted his kid brother, then moved to get into position.
He slid beneath his mother's feet first, holding up his prick so his cock-head bumped along her naked body from her tits, down her belly, to her crotch where it nudged between her flared pussy-lips. Then Claire dipped her hips and slid her cock-hungry cunt straight down onto Greg's thick fuck-pole.
"Ahhhhh, now that's what I call hung," she moaned as she took her oldest son's cock into her cunt. "Greg, honey, your prick feels even bigger in Mommy's cunt than it looked like it'd be, and that's saying something!"
"Yeah, well, just wait'll you feel my prick up your ass, Mom," Andy impatiently called from the sidelines.
"Yes, dear," Claire said to him, as if he were a pouting child. "Mommy knows you'll do just fine when your turn comes."
"Fine, shit!" Andy bragged, his adolescent voice cracking from his need to prove himself. "You'll think I'm ripping you in half once I start ass-fucking your damned ass with my big prick!"
"Fine, just fine," Claire clucked in mother hen fashion.
Andy lined up behind her. He tested the pucker of her shit-pit with his nudging cockhead, then spit on his hand and slicked his cockshaft for the plunge.
"Hang on, bitch!" he called down to his mother, trying to shed his kid brother image by acting as tough as he could. "Your horny ass is fucked!"
"Yes, den," Claire softly answered.
Then she screamed. Andy's teenaged cock had surged into her tight, brown shit-tunnel like a runaway train. The impact in her ass was so great that, as much as Greg tried to hold his ground, his prick was forced almost all the way out of his mother's cunt. That's when Claire's ordeal really began.
"Hey, shit-head!" Greg jeered at Andy. "You really think you're gonna get away with taking the play away from me? No way!"
Launching his hips from the floor, Greg reared up with all his strength. He drove the spike of his rigid prick straight back up into his mother's cunt, making Andy's cock give way in her asshole.
"Take this, both of you!" Andy yelled. His cock barged its way back into Claire's shitter. She screamed some more. Then her older son fucked her cunt with another mighty surge from down below.
It became a cock-thrusting contest of the wills between the Branch brothers. They took violent turns hilting their mother, Greg ramming her pussy and Andy her ass.
"Look, I got shit!" Andy boasted. "Smeared all over my cock. I'm fucking the shit out of Mom's ass! Let's see you do that good in her pussy, Greg. Fuck the piss out of her cunt!"
"Just give me time," Greg said. "Nothing you can do that can't do better!"
Through her daze, Claire heard them argue big again. Sons, she thought, were such a problem. And when a mother had two of them, they'd never stop fighting unless you gave them both what they wanted.
So, with her fucked asshole already squishing from her shit for the benefit of Andy's cock, Claire strained from within to give Greg his share of her filth.
"See, I told you!" Greg triumphantly called up to Andy as their mother's cunt erupted with piss. "Mom's pissing all over my cock now! I fucked the damned piss out of her pussy!"
"Yeah, well, big fuckin' deal!" Andy snapped back. "I'm gonna be the one who makes her cum first. So she's shit and pissed. She still hasn't cum and my cock in her ass is what'll make it happen for her!"
"You think. I'm the stud who's getting that job done – with my cock in her cunt!" Greg insisted.
Yes, Claire thought, they were at it again. These boys who were so much like their father, always trying to win at something. Except that the real winner would be nobody other than herself, Claire knew. Whichever of her sons made her cum first, she'd be getting exactly what she craved, a dynamite climax.
She heated up their contest, rocking to and fro on her hands and knees, making their cock's stab repeatedly back and forth between her ass and pussy. She shit and pissed some more, but the real pay-off was brewing like molten lava in the crater of her volcanic being – the orgasm of a mother's lifetime.
Her cum had started to build at the depths of both her fuck-holes. Claire just couldn't be sure where it would peak, in her asshole or pussy. Whichever, she couldn't wait to be devastated by it.
Then, with both of her fuck-holes wildly spasming at their cores, Claire realized that she was going to cum even better than she'd expected. Twice as much. For neither her ass nor pussy was about to let the other beat it to the orgasmic punch.
Claire yelped, "I'm cummmming, boys! Cumming just as hard in one fuck-hole as I am the other for my mother-fucking sons! Each of you has me cumming as much for him as I am for his brother!"
Capping off her divine release, Claire shit and pissed again. Shitting, pissing and cumming, she thought if that wasn't any one's recipe for heaven on earth, she might as well just pack it in.
"I'm shooting it now, Mom!" Greg suddenly called from below as he fucked cunt.
"Me too, Mom! Yes!" he declared, with his cock locked in her ass.
The Branch brothers bucked their crotches, burying their hard-ons at the same time in their mother's ass and pussy. As Claire screamed from all that hilted cock, her bowels and womb were scalded by simultaneous torrents of teenaged jizz.
"Heaven! Heaven!" she shouted. "We've fucked our way to heaven!"
The boys sighed their agreement as their cocks slowed to a dribble, certain that their threesome had scaled heights that were out of reach for the rest of the world.