Dear reader, there is a little incest twist at the end of this story.
Mary woke in the middle of the night, or partly awakened, it was more of a stir. Her hands slipped between her legs and she squashed her knees and thighs together in silent remembrance of something deep in her sub conscience.
It was a dream, or part of a dream, she tried somehow not to wake up properly, she struggled to stay in slumber, her dream was so satisfying, so gratifying and deeply energising that her mind let her slumber on.
She dreamed of Tony and Roger, her son's friends, they were making love to her, she had tried to resist, but they were just too strong, she had no way of beating them off, no resistance, no defence, no protection. They had caught her at her lowest in terms of loving needs.
Mary was in her kitchen when they had called around 10am looking for Mike her 18 year old son. Her husband was at work; Mike was in town shopping or whatever, She greeted them knowing that they probably knew he was in town, it made her smile, she knew they had the hots for her, she could see it in their eyes, even a long time before now she had known, it excited her a lot sometimes.
And Mary was happy that she still had the looks to entice two young men such as these, even if she had seen them grow from boys to very good looking young men.
They entered and positioned themselves, she was stood near the table at the centre, Roger was nearest the sink, Tony on the other side nearest to the rest of her large ground floor home. They seemed nervous, fidgety; the air seemed to be charged with electricity, what was it? She mused. 'I must be affecting them again?' she thought, and inwardly giggled at that.
Tony was an exceptionally handsome boy, beautiful almost came to her mind, he was about 165lbs, his fair to blond hair was down to his neck, and girls loved his oh so blue eyes.
Roger was different in almost every way, he was over 6ft the same as Tony, but there any similarity ended, he was chocolate skinned, his parentage was Caribbean, but he was ruggedly good looking, the sportsman of the two, powerful in build, broad flat chest, and came in around 175lbs.
They went through all the usual excuses, 'sorry we didn't know,' etc. but she decided in her mind that they did, she knew they knew. Mary was feeling hot, aroused anyway, and having these two ogling her was such a boost for her ego, her womanly vanity. She was wearing a skirt an inch or two above her shapely knees, a blouse, high heels, no stockings, a thong and bra; over the top of her blouse she wore a cardigan.
As it was warm out so she made a show of taking off the cardigan, blowing out her cheeks in a seductive way, her full lips accentuating the move. 'Mmmm its warm out there boys isn't it?' she murmured, teasing them.
'It sure is Mrs T,' Tony replied, winking at her then Roger.
'Yea too hot for this,' he said, as he unbuttoned his denim studded shirt, revealing a flat strong chest. It made Mary draw in a deep breath, and look through the window beyond him.
Both boys were over 6ft nowadays, as was her own son and he himself was as good looking as his two friends, both had years beyond their 18 years, or so it seemed to Mary.
As she glanced from Roger back to Tony he innocently scratched his crotch, Mary gasped, 'did he do that on purpose?' she thought.
Her 39 year old nipples growled in heat. Now they were on full view through her thin blouse. She deliberately or otherwise pulled her shoulders back slightly making her nipples point through the thin blouse.
Mary was a sexual woman, her husband did his duty once a week on Friday nights, he was a on off, wham bam thank you maam these days. It was months, no, she thought, 'its years since he's made love to me properly, no wonder these lads can turn me on, he had better be careful or I might take a dip one day!'
Mary hated it, she would go to bed 15 minutes before him on Fridays to use her vibrator to at least get some satisfaction before he had 'performed,' saying as he rolled off, 'that was good darling?' and promptly falling asleep! Today was only Tuesday and Mary was needing attention, unaware yet that the boys were reading her like an open book.
She stood 5ft 5" tall but she was more than lovely, and Tony and Roger had watched, seen and lusted after her as they grew into puberty then young manhood. Now they were old enough to know what was what, they weren't worldly experienced but they knew enough about women and what it took to make them work.
Once when all three of them had been together talking about sex and fucking women, they had said to Mike that his mom was a real MILF. He had responded that he knew, he understood them, but she was his mom so keep off, but then said, 'I must confess, I would have a go myself if she wasn't.'
Tony looked at Roger, he sensed that his Mother Mary was the sensual needy woman they were believing her to be.
'Mike, my friend,' Tony said, 'let me say this, and I don't want to upset you, but you saying that, tells me that you should at least attempt it, she's right there in front of you all the time man, do it!'
'She's my mother Tone, he replied.
'And you want to fuck her; I can see it in your face Mike!' Roger added.
'Ah well, never mind hey?' Mike finished.
Mary still wore her lustrous auburn wavy hair long, down past her shoulders, her face was a thing to behold, she really was a lovely woman, but it was her lips, her mouth, that set her apart from others, it was so sexy, becoming, and totally fuckable that men gave her more than a passing look.
Her body was still good thanks to working out, but she had grown up looking that way anyway. She was still toned and sharp, her beautiful backside held men's attention when ever she passed by.
And Mary had more than gained the 2 boys full attention this passing day. They had discussed fucking her many times, seducing her, taking her, all the things that pass through young men's minds when with a beautiful sexy woman. The fact that it was their friend's mother made no difference to them, it was lust at dawn! After much discussion between them they had decided that if opportunity passed their way, they would take a chance and hit on her if they could.
They gave each other the eye, and a silent agreement went between them, 'today is the day' was the silent message from one to the other. They would 'have a go!' They had talked about her often, they had decided that she had been giving out signs and signals all summer, rightly or wrongly, but they did.
And to be honest, Mary had been giving out the signals, simply because she was frustrated and wanted attention from some one. Tony and Roger had decided she had been signalling them.
During the hot summer when they had been to BBQs at Mike's home, she had sidled up to one or the other at times, whispering to them, saying things like, 'why aren't you 2 hunks out somewhere scoring with lovely ladies, and, 'what I wouldn't give for some of this,' and squeezing a muscular arm.'
Now they were alone in her kitchen with her, and already she had flirted with them, but Mary was a flirter, not a doer. She was having fun teasing the boys, egging them on with flashing looks, swaying her shapely hips, pouty smiles at both of them, then she turned and deliberately pointed her extended sensitive nipples at them.
Both boys were getting harder and harder and finding it increasingly difficult not to respond, but she was trying their collective patience. Tony suddenly stepped around the table, took Mary in his arms and kissed her passionately, Mary was taken by total surprise, she didn't respond, but neither did she protest.
'Tony, what do you think you are doing?' she stammered and gasped when he broke it.
'Just giving you what you need and deserve Mrs T,' he said, just then Roger stepped in and took over, he kissed her too, Mary lost her breath, he held her in a way that she couldn't move from.
He pulled his mouth from hers and Mary tried to speak, but words failed her, she was stunned, she hadn't expected this, she had been teasing them yes, but this, no.
Finally Mary was able to speak, 'Tony, Roger, what the hell...' and that's when Tony kissed her again, and this time his prick scored a direct hit on her pussy.
'Humph,' was all that escaped from her succulent mouth into his.
Roger took hold of a nipple, squeezed it, pulled and twisted it, and suddenly Mary's head was spinning.
'Aaaargh, Oh Ooooh,' were all garbled into Tony's mouth as Roger attacked the nipple, then sank sharp teeth into her neck. Hot lips and breath surrounded her, if she hadn't been standing against the counter top she would have fallen down.
Roger continued torturing her nipple, nibbling, sucking and kissing her neck. Mary could only moan into Tony's mouth, her mind was sapped of strength, befuddled, unable to collate the sensual sensations rippling through her as the 2 boys kept up their seductive attack on her, her right hand had slid up Tony's back, her left had slid around Roger, she was open to them and there was no way she could compete with their lips, and fingers. Her nipples were drowning out any possible protest.
Any chance Mary may have had to stop this went the moment that Roger dropped his hand and cupped her pussy, her feet left the floor, she cooed and mewled into Tony' hot mouth. Tony took over her nipples, Roger lifted her skirt and tucked his hand into her thong, a finger blew her apart.