"I think she's crazy," Ralph said.
"She sure sounded convinced," Rob said. "I know, I know. Could you figure out what this big idea she had was? This is pretty damn big, but she says it's only a step in the right direction toward the big plan."
"I'm not sure," Rob said. "I've got some ideas, though."
Just then they heard the door slam downstairs and they both jumped.
"There she is," Rob said. "You ready?"
His brother let out a deep breath, "As ready as I'll ever be."
His mother had just come in from the pool and was toweling herself off in the bathroom that opened to the backyard. It had been built especially for that purpose and had a full stock of towels and even extra bathing suits.
Rita Russell wore a simple bikini, not terribly revealing but with her full figure it could cover a lot of area and still leave a lot exposed.
Rob waited until she was dry before standing at the open door and saying, "Mom, did you talk to Ralph yet?"
"What do you mean, dear? I didn't know he wanted to talk to me."
"He's all upset. I left him upstairs about an hour ago and he was almost crying, but he wouldn't tell me what was wrong."
"I didn't notice anything," she said. "No clues as to what it's all about?"
"He won't talk about it," Rob said. "Hey, I've got to go over to the ball field, so I'll see you later."
"You want me to drive you over?" Rita asked.
"Naw, that's okay. You better talk to Ralph."
She grabbed a terrycloth jacket from a hanger.
"I guess I'd better. Have a good time."
The robe came, to just below. Rita's shapely hips. She tightened the belt around her tiny waist and went upstairs to her son's room.
The door was partly open and she started to walk right in but froze in her tracks when she saw what was happening.
Her son Ralph was sitting naked on the side of the bed masturbating.
She was too stunned to speak at first, then didn't know what to do, stop him or leave him alone. Deciding on the first she noisily entered. Ralph jumped up, his fist still wrapped around his cock and, in feigned surprise, yelped, "Mom!"
"Ralph, what are you doing?"
He looked at her a moment, then pretending to cry, he sank down on the bed.
"What is it, what's the matter?" she asked.
"You wouldn't understand," he sobbed. He had let go of his erection and placed his hands over it.
"I won't, if you don't tell me what it is," she said, moving nearer the bed.
"It's sex!" he blurted, "I don't understand it!"
"But I thought your father…"
"He did!" the boy whined, "but I still don't understand some parts…"
"Like what, Ralph?" She was trying to soothe him.
"Like this," he said and exposed his hard on. "Cover herself up," she said.
He ignored her, "Where does it go? In a girl, I mean."
"Cover yourself," she repeated. "It goes in her cunt."
"But how can it?" he whined. "What does it really look like?"
"Cover up, Ralph," she reminded him. "It's sort of like a tunnel."
"I just don't understand how this can work inside a woman. How does it get in there?"
"Can I see it?" he asked, then broke into terrible tears again. He cried to loud she couldn't have answered him if she tried. To add to the situation he brought his hands off his lap and covered his eyes.
Rita Russell looked at his big, erect cock already red with passion. Ralph cried louder.
"Okay, okay, it's alright," she soothed, but it didn't help. "Now stop crying, ft's okay. Mother will help you understand everything…"
She'd no sooner gotten it out of her mouth and he shut up.
"Will you?" he pleaded.
He hesitated. His face clouded and he sniffed. "Easy, don't start crying again," she said. "I'll help you understand it all."
"Just let me see, then maybe I'll understand."
"Turn around," she said.
Ralph turned away from her and she started undressing. There wasn't much to take off. She dropped the terry cloth jacket, unhooked the baffling suit top and bared her breasts, and reluctantly followed with her bikini bottoms. Then she was as naked as her son.
"You can turn around now," she said.
He did and his eyes bugged out. His mom, stark naked, was built so beautiful.
She stood next to him and showed him her bush. "This is where men put their cock in," she said.
He bent closer to look and reached for it.
She pulled away, "Don't touch – and cover yourself up like I told you."
"I can't see anything," he said. "It's all hairy."
He grabbed quickly and got a fist full of dark curly pubic hair.
"Ralph!" his mother said.
He reached out and parted the bush to reveal her pink pussy lips.
By then Rob was back in the house and standing outside the bedroom door. He was waiting, listening.
Ralph touched his mother's clit and started massaging it.
"Ralph, what are you doing!" his shocked mother said.
He continued playing with the clit until he saw her cunt lips part slightly and start shining with the dew of excitement. Gently but firmly he slipped a finger inside his mom's warm twat.
"Is this how it goes?" he asked.
"T-that's right," she muttered. "That's exactly right. That's just perfect."
Ralph spread the cunt lips and slipped a second finger inside, never stopping the movement against her now erect and exposed clit.
"Y-you'd better… better stop," his Mom said, but there was no conviction in her voice. In fact, she spread her legs a bit to let her son get at her cunt easier.
Ralph was watching closely for the signs and immediately stabbed her cunt hole with more enthusiasm. He glanced up and noticed that his mother's eyes were closed. Without missing a stroke he stood up next to her and with his free hand guided her hand to his throbbing erection.
"Do you think I'm ready?" he asked as he felt his hand clasp his cock.
"I think so," she said mechanically. Her cunt was dripping now and the fact that it was her naked son that she had in her hand began to blur in her mind. Emotions were taking over. She squeezed the cock and jerked it up and down, matching the rhythms of the fingers in her pussy.
"Why don't you lay down…" Ralph said gently, guiding her onto the bed. He made sure never to lose contact with her set snatch, afraid to break the spell in any way.
Rita Russell stretched out on the boys' bed. Her son was next to her before she realized it.
"Ralph…" she started to protest, but she felt his fingers shove deep into her and wasn't able to finish in anything other than a moan.
Rob watched from the door and when he saw his mom spread her full thighs he stripped out of his clothes. His cock was just as hard as his brothers and he could almost feel his mother's hand around it just like it was holding onto Ralph's.
Ralph lifted himself up and moved between his mother's thighs. He forced the head of his cock against her wet slit and moved his finger fucking hand away.
"No, no…" Rita moaned. "Not right."
"You've gotta show me how," Ralph urged. "You promised."
He pushed his head between the wet lips.
"No," she protested. "You're my son."
Though she said it she didn't do anything about it. Her mind pushed against it and her body pushed for it.
Ralph took advantage of that by pushing his cock into the tight tunnel with a steady pressure. In just a moment he was deep inside her and letting his slim body settle down on the full figured woman, his mother.
Once completely inside her cunt, he was too excited to move. The hot hole gripped his weapon tightly.
Rob stepped into the room, stark naked, but kept out of sight of his brother and mother on the bed.
Then Ralph started fucking his mother.
He luxuriated in the fleshy, rounded body under him. Her hips were actually larger than his and offered a wonderful cushion to his thrusts. He put it in her, drew out slowly, and dived in fast. Over and over he repeated his thrusts.
Occasionally he could hear his mother's weak protests but they didn't mean anything now. He was in her pussy and pumping away. He swung his hips around, running the hard cock along the walls of the pussy and giving his mom some real thrills. His cock was as hot as her twat.
Ralph felt her sweating hips start grinding. Rita picked up the tempo and was soon moving in rhythm with her fucking son.
"Fuck me," she moaned into his ear, "Fuck your mother, baby. Fuck me hard…"
Rita Russell's cunt was so hot that it dripped love juice out onto her son's balls as he banged into her. She lunged up with each of his downward thrusts, meeting him and making the hard rod dig to the very depths of her twat.
"Fuck Mommy," she moaned. "Give me that hard cock. Oh, you move just like your father! Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it! That's the way, Ralph. Don't hold back. Ram it to me!"
Ralph pounded the woman's lush body, splitting her crack with his powerful thrusts. The cock slid in smoothly, held right by the hot hole. He pulled out, dragging the crown over the nerves.
"I'm fucking you," he groaned. "I'm in bed fucking you! Holy shit! What a pussy you've got!"
"That's it, baby! Fuck Mom! Ahhhhh, that's it. What a cock my son's got!"
With all his teenage strength he rammed home. The juices flew from the crack as he slammed into her cunt.
"I'm gonna come, Momma! Oh! I know I am!"
"Go ahead, I'm r-r-ready! Fill my cunt with your hot come, baby! Come in your mother's pussy!"
Ralph jackhammered her. Suddenly it felt like the end of his cock split open! The come flew out of him, and he hosed down his mothers pussy with white, sticky juices.
Rita felt the spurting and heard her son cry out. Together it pushed her over the edge and she inundated his wiggling cock meat with female come.
"That's it!" she cried. "You made me come, you fucker! Feel me coming all over that beautiful cock of yours!"
"We're coming together!" the boy cried. He jerked into her with a few last thrusts and then collapsed.
His cock was still hard and his mother wiggled her hips under him to get a final charge out of their fuck.
"That was wild," Rob said from next to the bed.
Rita whipped her head around and was shocked to see her other son standing next to the bed with a hard on sticking out from his groin like a flagpole.
"Rob!"
"Move over, Ralph," the boy said.
As pre-arranged, Ralph rolled off his mother to the far side of the bed, leaving her sweating body exposed to their gaze. She slid her thighs together but Rob reached down between them and tried to pry them apart.
"Spread your legs," he said.
"Rob, you don't know what you're doing," she said.
"Come off it, Mom. I've been standing here since you two got here."
His mother's look of shock turned slowly to satisfaction. She glanced down at his cock, an exact duplicate of the one she'd just had in her.
"I suppose you want a fuck, too?" she asked with a smile.
"Unless you've got something else in mind," he said.
She looked at his erection, and was tempted. Never having had a cock in her mouth she was tempted to start with a smaller one, rather than her husband's huge weapon. But there was more reluctance than temptation and she said, "How would you like it if I put on a sexy nightie for you?"
"I'd like it more if you put on some stockings and high heels," he said boldly.
"Why, Rob… I had no idea you had such advanced taste. I don't suppose either of you are virgins, are you, and all that stuff with your brother was just an act?" The twins smiled at her.
"Well, I was slow catching on…"
"Now I oughta get what you gave Ralph," the boy said. "That's only fair."
"So it is," she said. "And you want me to put on stockings and high heels? No whip?"
"Whip? What would you need that for?"
"Just a little joke," she said. "They're in our bedroom so you'll have to come in there."
The boys eagerly followed Rita into the master bedroom where she rummaged through drawers until she found what she wanted. The boys watched closely as she drew on a pair of stockings. They clung tightly to her curvy legs. She added a garter belt and patent leather high heel shoes.
"Is that what you had in mind?" she asked teasingly.
"You really look sexy, Mom," Rob, said. "Those stockings sure show off your legs."
"Then if you're ready," he said, "let's fuck!"
Rob headed toward the big double bed but his mom stopped him.
"Come over here," she said.
He walked up to her and she grabbed hold of his dry, swollen slab of meat. A drop of clear liquid appeared at the cock head and she spread it over him with her thumb.
Still holding on she turned around, spread her legs about two feet apart and bent over. With her other hand she reached through her legs and grabbed his hard on.
"Let's do it standing up," she said.
"Wow," he said. He'd fucked enough girls in school so that he though he knew all the positions, but he'd never tried it that way.
Rita pulled his cock forward until it touched the lips of her still soaked pussy. From there he was on his own. He placed a hand on the sides of her plump hips and shoved forward. Very smoothly the cock was buried in the dark cunt bush.
Rita put her hands on her stocking clad knees and said, "Go to it, Rob. Fuck your mom as good as your brother did."
Having watched his brother and mother fucking, he was as hot as he'd ever been. The initial contact with the hot, oozing gash was almost enough to making him come.
He jerked his hips in and out, running the cock meat around the insides of the hairy twat. No teenage girl had ever been as juicy as his mother – but then, he'd never had sloppy seconds on a girl.
"Fuck me," she said, "Don't be afraid to really slam it to me. Believe me, if I can take your father's huge dong, I can take whatever you give me. So fuck me as hard as you want, baby. Hold on to my hips tight and just go."
"I don't want to come too quick," the boy said as he rammed into her. The feeling of her ass, warm against his hips, was too exciting.
"Don't worry," she moaned. "I'm ready to come any time. Oh, that's it, that's the way, baby. UH! Harder! UH! Uh! Oh, yeah!"
"Take it, Mom," he groaned as he agitated his prick in her snatch. "What a hot cunt!"
"Hot for your come," she said. "Shove it deep! Get your cock deep inside your mother!"
Rob flung himself against her hips so hard he almost lost his balance.
"Oh Mom, I'm gonna let loose! I can't hold it! I'm gonna cooooooome!"
He pushed his cock into her as far as it would go and every muscle in his body stiffened. Then his cock started vibrating, then shaking and spitting forth cannon ball after cannon ball of sticky hot sperm.
"I'm coming, tooooooo…" his mother moaned and she bounced her hips around, pulling the cock as she moved.
There was so much come in Rita's pussy that there was no room for more and it dripped down to her sons swinging balls and then to the rug. Other streams were mashed between their gyrating hips. They slid against each other as they finished off their first fuck together.
Finally, Rob grunted out, popped his last pop, and staggered back. His knees were weak. His cock slipped easily from his mothers soggy cunt hole.
She remained in position for a moment, bent over, hands on her knees.
Rob steadied himself against the dressing table and stared as his mother's cunt, so openly exposed. Her tiny asshole was even seen between the spread cheeks of her bottom. Some of his come had dripped down her thigh to the top of her stocking.
Ralph clapped his hands together, applauding their effort.
Rita stood up. "Okay, you two," she said. "I'm going to take a shower, and you had better clean up, too."
"Okay, Mom. And thanks for teaching us some of this sex stuff," Rob said.
"As if you needed it!" she laughed.
"You can teach us something else next time," Ralph said.
"Next time? What makes you think there's going to be a next time?"
"Aw, come on Mom!" They whined.
"Well, we'll see…" she said, and headed for the bathroom and a hot shower.