Joanie wondered why she had said those things to her sons. And what did she mean by anything and everything? She wasn't even sure of her own meaning.
Something she had seen in their young eyes, something she couldn't fathom had made her say that. The light in them had flared brightly and they seemed different somehow. What had she seen in those eyes? Affection? Maybe. Desire? Oh, yes! Cruelty? Maybe. But there was something else, too. A certain something she wasn't sure she wanted to know.
The boys couldn't possibly have thoughts of humiliating her; they were too young to know about things like that. Joanie wouldn't mind doing a few things that would make her blush just a little, but she didn't want anything way out. And she didn't want things that would expose her to people. Her desires were private, despite the way she would tease the boys from the pool and her mild tendencies toward exhibitionism.
Joanie realized she would let them do what they wanted to with her. And she would do what she wanted to them, but she wanted it in the privacy of their home, away from prying eyes. She would have to make the boys understand that. If they attempted something degrading, Joanie knew she had given up her rights to punish them.
Joanie felt as if she had lost control of the situation. Two days, she thought. In just two single days she had, lost any control whatsoever over her sons.
She was in the bath, soaking her slender body. Neither boy had come to her the night before, although she had expected at least one of them to. Yet they had simply gone to their bedroom early and stat had heard them talking. Two boys, young and healthy, would have wanted more and more erotic attention, at least that was what Joanie had thought. But they had spent the evening and night talking, talking about her, she knew.
That was when she began to wonder.
It was still early in the morning, and the boys were still asleep. Joanie usually got up early, bathed, straightened the house, then woke her sons up. But it was summer now and she let them sleep as long as they wanted.
Drying herself, she looked at her body in the long mirror hanging on the back of the bathroom door. It wasn't a bad body, no sags anywhere, a cheerleader's body. And her face looked like a Joanie, she thought. It would probably look like a Joanie until she was at least fifty. She knew she could mingle with any high school group and pass for one of them.
Pleased, she wrapped the long towel about herself and went back to her bedroom. She brushed her dark hair and added just a hint of lipstick to her already pink lips.
By nine in the morning she walked about the house, dusting and straightening, still wearing only a towel. Doing her work, she bent and twisted, unaware that Gary and Randy were now awake, watching her from the hallway. As she leaned forward, the towel came up in back to expose the lower half of her creamy ass. The boys already had hard-ons that strained on the white material of their jockey shorts. She became aware of the boys when she felt a hand between her thighs, taking a quick of her cunt. She yelped in surprise and jerked upright, whirling around.
"Don't do that!" she said. "You almost made me piss my panties!"
"You're not wearing any panties, Mom." Randy laughed.
"Well, I almost pissed anyway." She grinned, unable to be angry. Her eyes dropped down, seeing the throbbing of his cock inside those white shorts. She saw Gary had a hard-on, too. "Oh, my God!" she breathed.
Randy pulled at her, forcing her to her knees before him. Joanie dropped willingly, her face in front of his bulging cock. Randy held her face in his hands and pulled her into his crotch. Once her face touched his hard cock, he twisted his hips back and forth, rubbing his cock and balls into her face. Joanie held his hips, hunger flaring inside her. She opened her mouth to suck, at his cock, but Randy pulled away. Gary came up to her and rubbed his crotch into his mother's face. But he refused to let her suck on his cock, either.
She looked up at them, her eyes slightly wet with desire.
"Aw, give her her fucking breakfast." Randy said to his little brother.
Gary jerked his jockey shorts to one side, exposing his cock and sweet, hairless balls. Joanie gripped her son's hips and greedily jammed that hot, hard cock into her mouth, sucking furiously, her nails digging into his hips.
Gary held the back of her head, fucking into her wet mouth. Joanie gobbled greedily, her tongue fluttering and licking. She loved it when his cock went in deep, her lips smashing at the base of his cock. She loved the way her lips stretched and tingled from the hard heat of the throbbing cock shaft as his cock cream dripped onto her tongue.
If she had opened her eyes, she would have seen Randy stroking his cock with one hand, the other caressing his balls, his shorts shoved down to his knees. But Joanie had closed her eyes with steamy pleasure when Gary shoved his cock into her mouth.
Sliding her hands past Gary's hips, she clutched at his young ass, jerking his hips forward hard, urging him to fuck her mouth faster.
"Suck his cock, Mom!" she heard Randy say huskily, his voice cracking with excitement. "Suck Gary off! Get your fucking breakfast! Eat his cock and eat his come!"
Joanie wanted him to keep talking dirty to her, it made her cunt wetter, hotter. Her clitoris was pulsating and the cheeks of her ass clenched. She wanted Randy to ram his cock into her cunt and fuck her hard while she sucked Gary's cock. She wanted her two sons to fill her with come from end to end. She wanted them to take turns fucking her, to change places and come inside her cunt and mouth time and time again until she drowned in their sweet, precious come.
She made wet sounds on Gary's cock, sucking with hot lips as he fucked her mouth. His cock was going back and forth with swift, stabbing movements and she loved it. Any way he wanted to fuck her mouth was beautiful to her.
"I'm gonna come!"
The yelp from Gary startled Joanie. She had been so involved in sucking on his cock and thinking of Randy fucking into her cunt at the same time, she had no idea Gary was this close. When his thick, creamy come juice splashed at the back of her throat, she choked momentarily but recovered fast, and mewled softly as her mouth filled with come juice.
Joanie held Gary's come in her mouth without swallowing, her cunt clutched with orgasm. Gary stabbed his cock back and forth between her gripping, hot lips, then just as he was finishing, pressed deep, his hairless balls against her chin. Joanie dug her fingers into his tight ass for a moment and a soft moan of delight come from her.
Gary pulled his cock out of her mouth and she looked up at him, her eyes almost dazed in pleasure. Her throat worked hard as she finally swallowed all of his come.
As soon as she had swallowed, Randy shoved his brother away and Joanie found herself with another hard cock sliding into her mouth. She began to suck on Randy's cock as hungrily as she had Gary's. But Randy didn't fuck her lips. He allowed his mother to suck his prick the way she wanted.
Joanie twisted her lips about his hard cock, eating at it with greedy lips and a swirling tongue. She held Randy's naked ass the way she had Gary's, with her fingers digging into his hot ass crack, pulling his ass cheeks apart and then squeezing them together.
"Suck it, Mom!" Randy urged, looking down at her. "Suck my cock! Make me come in your cock-sucking mouth!"
"Mmmmm!" Joanie moaned, her tongue flying hotly about his hard cock.
"Suck me off, cock-sucker," he said. "Fuck my cock, Mom! Fuck my hard cock with your mouth!"
Joanie's hairy cunt was gripped in non-stop orgasms, her ass swaying beneath the towel. It felt as if her orgasms were reaching to her throat, her lips, her tongue. As impassible as it was, she felt as if her mouth was going through an orgasm, too. Her lips burned wetly as she bobbed her face to and fro, her tongue lapping at the swollen head. Like Gary's, Randy's cock was dripping, making her tongue slippery with the juices.
"Take it, take it!" Randy shouted. "Suck hard! Mom, you have a hot mouth, a wet mouth, and I'm gonna come in your hot, wet, cock-sucking mouth… now!"
Thick come juice spewed against her tongue and Joanie began to gulp wetly.
Still on her knees, she noticed Gary had disappeared. Then she heard him pissing in the bathroom. That meant he had not closed the door, something he always did. A shiver went through Joanie, almost like a warning.
"We're hungry, Mom," Gary said as he came back into the room.
He had pulled his shorts back up and there was a wet spot where the head of his cock rested against the fabric. Joanie jerked her eyes away from it, got to her feet, and went to cook their breakfast.
Joanie wore the towel until noon. Somehow she felt she had to keep it on and not dress. She was puzzled by the thought because her sons had said nothing about it to her. They watched her, their young eyes gleaming, seeing the half-moons of her ass, the lower curls of her cunt and long, slim thighs showing, but they had said nothing about her not dressing. Still she sensed, somehow, that they would let her know if and when they wanted her to dress.
"Let's go swimming," Randy said just a few minutes after noon. He looked at his mother. "You too, Mom."
For a long second, Joanie stared at her oldest son. He had not asked her to go with them, he told her to. Another shiver rippled about her spine, a shiver of fear, but also of excitement. She went to her bedroom and pulled out a bikini. It was white, with tiny red hearts at one hip. She had worn it only once before because when it was wet, her cunt hair showed, as did her nipples. Although she had often sat at the pool with her legs open, cunt hair sticking from the tight crotch of her other bikinis, she had not worn this one, thinking it was too obscene. Yet, something told her that Randy and Gary would love to see her in this sexy suit now.
The boys were at the pool before her. When she joined them, they seemed to appreciate her body and Joanie enjoyed it. She wanted to be pretty and sexy and exciting for them.
Randy was hanging onto the ledge of the pool and Gary was sitting in a deck chair. Joanie pulled another chair near him and sat down, her knees together.
"Aw, come on, Mom," Randy said from the pool. "This ain't no time to start keeping your legs together, not after showing us everything before."
Joanie opened her knees wide, scooting her ass to the edge of the chair.
"Better," Randy said, staring at the slight bulge of her cunt. "Much better."
She knew she was giving in and she felt a strong compulsion to become submissive. She sat next to Gary, the sun hot on her flesh. She glanced from the corners of her eyes at him, seeing his cock making a tent inside his trunks. She wondered if Randy, too, had a hard-on. He probably did, she decided.
She began to sweat and decided to take a swim to cool off. She dove into the water, cutting neatly through it, and swam back and forth. When she rested on the steps at the shallow end of the pool, leaning back on her elbows, Randy came to her. Joanie noticed her cunt hair showed clearly through the whiteness of her bikini and her nipples were straining the thin material.
Randy saw, too.
"You might as well be naked, Mom," he said.
"Not out here," Joanie replied, smiling nervously at him.
"Why not? Who's to see?"
"Well," she said, looking around, "someone could come home for lunch, or a salesman or…"
Randy yanked her bikini bottom down. Joanie didn't fight; she simply watched the garment floating nearby. Randy shoved his trunks down and moved between his mother's legs, his cock very hard just below the surface of the water.
"Randy! Not out here, please," she said, her voice a whisper, her eyes watching his cock slide up her inner thigh.
"Sure, Mom," he said, shoving the swollen head of his cock against the hairy lips of her cunt. "It's exciting to fuck out here. The sun, the water… maybe somebody seeing us. Doesn't that just make your cunt tingle?"
She would never understand how her two boys, as young as they were, understood her so well. Where did they learn these things? Who gave them experience like this?
Randy rubbed the smooth head of his cock up and down the hair-lined slit of her cunt and she felt Gary sitting at her head. She turned to look at him and discovered he was naked, his cock very hard and pressing in her hair. She made no protest as he removed her bikini top, caressing her tits with his hands.
Joanie lifted her cunt as Randy cupped her now naked ass, the head of his cock sliding into her suddenly fiery cunt. She made a lost, but delighted whimper as Randy's cock spread the lips of her cunt. The whimper became a drawn-out hiss as his cock slipped into her cunt deeply, her ass arching up to grab it. She wrapped her thighs about his waist and while Randy held her by the naked ass, she began to churn and whip her crotch against him, fucking him with wild, thrashing jerks, splashing water.
"Fuck me, Mom!" Randy urged, watching her pound her cunt onto his cock. "Move your hot ass! Fuck my cock!"
"Oooo, yes!" Joanie wailed, no longer caring where she was, only caring about his cock. "Yes, I'll fuck you, you bastard! I'm fuck the piss out of your cock!"
She wrapped her arms about Gary's legs, draping them over her shoulders and feeling his cock throbbing against the top of her head. He smashed at her sensitive tits with both hands, her nipples pulsating into his palms. She held his thighs tight against her face and churned her hips as fast as she could. She slammed her cunt hard against the base of Randy's cock, grinding and squealing as her ecstasy increased. The sun burned down on her naked body and it felt good. It was exciting to fuck her son in the pool, in daylight. It was very, very exciting!
"Ohhhh, good," she moaned. "This is so fucking good! I love it, Randy! Oh, baby, fuck Mother! Fuck Mother's hot cunt with your hard, hard, sweet cock!"
She turned her face to one side, her tongue licking at Gary's thigh. She shoved her hands up and back, then grabbed his tight ass, pulling his cock tight into the top of her head.
"Wiggle your hot ass, Mom!" Randy grunted, slamming his cock hard into her cunt, so hard she wondered if her pussy lips would be bruised. His balls beat at the crack of her ass, her thighs tight about his waist, her cunt pounding on his cock as he stood almost still. "Give me that hot cunt! Fuck me, Mom, fuck me! You're so hot and wet and tight on my cock! Fuck the piss out of my cock, Mom!"
"Yes, yes!" she wailed. "I will! I am!"
Joanie's whole body was in frenzied motion. Her cunt bounced up and down on Randy's cock, her face turning from side to side, licking feverishly at Gary's inner thighs. Her moaning sounds became muffled screams of ecstasy as her cunt convulsed about Randy's cock. As she came, she pounded harder than ever on his prick, fucking him like a demented fiend. If a crowd had gathered, watching her Joanie would not have known it.
"Oh, you're making me come!" she groaned.
"You're making Mother come! Oh, Randy, fuck me! Please, baby, fuck Mother! I can't get enough… enough hard cock! Fuck me, fuck me!"
Randy strained into his mother's churning cunt, gritting his teeth. He exploded, sending gush after gush of thick, boiling come into his mother's gripping, convulsing cunt. He made a soft yelp, his hands digging into her creamy, tight ass.
Joanie felt him starting to pull his cock free of her softly grinding cunt and she held him tight with her legs. "No, please no," she protested in a small voice. "Not yet. Don't stop now, please! I want more!"
But he got free. "Your turn, Gary," she heard Randy say.
"Yes, Gary!" Joanie sobbed. "It's your turn to fuck Mother. Hurry, baby! Oooo, my cunt is so hot! Hurry, Gary, fuck me! I need more cock!"
Gary shoved between her wide open thighs, his cock penetrating her cunt swiftly. Again Joanie sucked in her breath with a long hissing sound, her eyes half-closed with ecstasy. Her youngest son leaned over, sucking at her tits as he buried his cock deep, then started fucking her vigorously. Like his brother, Gary held her ass tightly with his small hands. His cock thrust in and out with short, quick movements, making Joanie squeal and sob. She wrapped her arms about him, churning her cunt with him now. Her cunt was convulsing again, gripping her son's cock with tight, flexing waves of wet heat.
"Oh, fuck me," she whispered, hardly aware of what she was saying. "Fuck Mother! Fuck Mother's hot cunt! Fuck Mother's hot, wet cunt! Fuck Mother's hot, wet, hairy cunt! Mother's cunt wants cock, your cock, both cocks! I can't get enough cock! Qh, please, please fuck me! Ohh… Oooooo, yes, yes!"
Randy leaned back, watching, a grin on his face. Joanie saw his expression as Gary pounded his cock into her. What she saw there told her he had ideas, ideas about her. She wasn't surprised when her orgasms increased in power, rippling through her naked body and making her sob with ecstasy.
She drew her feet back beneath the water, arching her cunt high, wanting Gary to beat her crotch raw, to fuck her hard until it would be painful for her to piss. She wanted him to pound the hairy lips of her insatiable cunt until she could hardly sit down.
And she came and came and came.
Joanie didn't know when her youngest son came inside her cunt. Her mind was almost numb by then. But her cunt wasn't numb. It was still fiery hot and as greedy as ever.
Gary and Randy sat on each side of her and she had her arms beneath their thighs, hugging them to her cheeks. Her tits jutted above the surface of the sparkling water, the nipples still very hard. She could see her cunt hair beneath the surface clearly as she opened and closed her legs. The feeling between her thighs was delicious, her clit tingling sweetly, her clitoris still pulsating, but softly now.
Suddenly she realized where she was and how naked she was. A flush came over her lovely face as she scrambled away from her sons.
"Oh, God!" she whimpered, looking around fearfully. "I hope no one saw us. I'd die…"
Her bikini top was floating nearby and she grabbed it, putting it on, her face pink with embarrassment. The bottom of her bikini was at the far end of the pool and she started for it when she saw the postman. Fearfully, Joanie crouched under the water, feeling it lap at her chin. She watched the postman warily, ready to sink beneath the surface if he looked at her. She cupped her hands between her bent thighs, trying to hide her naked cunt.
She heard Randy and Gary laughing at her embarrassment, and she hoped they had their trunks on. She had not paid any attention to them before.
When the postman left, Joanie forgot about her bikini bottom. She jumped from the pool and raced for the apartment, one hand holding her cunt, the other trying to conceal her rounded, sweet ass.
She heard Randy and Gary laughing behind her.