An Extended Loving Family

An ongoing tale of family bonding. All persons mentioned in this missive were aged eighteen years or more at the time of the events depicted. All persons and events depicted in this story are most likely to be fictional so any resemblance to persons living or dead is just one of those strange quirks of the universe.

This story is a follow on to a previously published one, 'The loving family'.

To recap.

It all started as a bit of a dare one early summer Sunday afternoon.

My mother, Sally Ward, is without a doubt drop dead gorgeous. It took a long time before I actually realised it though. All of my buddies were well ahead of me in that respect and kept on telling me so. During the course of our bonding sessions at our house a comment was made regarding my mother's appearance and how my buddies would like to see more of her, literally. I mentioned this to her and, somewhat unexpectedly she rose to the challenge and went along with the idea of providing more of an eyeful to the group of lecherous young men. One thing led to another, and I eventually ended up fucking her. Fucking her very regularly actually. I also ended up fucking my sister, Alice.

I still do fuck them both though Alice has moved away to live with her boyfriend who was one of the original lecherous perverts.

Sally's older sister, my auntie Margaret (Mags) and her fraternal twin sons, Eric and Jules visited us for a Sunday lunch some months after my first carnal encounter with my mother. They live on the other side of the country, so visits are very occasional, mainly for important anniversaries and feasts. We cousins get on pretty well together, but the sisters can be a bit prickly towards each other on occasions.

The boys are older than me and are a right randy pair who spent the whole of the time leching after their aunt. Can't blame them for that, they are healthy lads after all, and I do the same. Sally accepted this male attention as her due and only to be expected. As a result, she played to the gallery more than a little. I cranked up the heat by making sure that the cousins understood that their lovely, single, auntie was getting serviced regularly and that their favourite cousin was doing said servicing. A virtually imperceptible wiggle of her almost perfect butt in response to my gentle pat left them in no doubt, as was evidenced by the increasing bulges in the front of their jeans.

When she left the room, I was flooded with questions, mainly wanting confirmation and how I had achieved this miraculous state of affairs. I gave them an outline of the story. I did mischievously imply that I assumed they were slipping their mother the odd length. This was met with shocked derision.

Mags is a little older than her sister and not quite such a stunner. Still a very acceptable MILF that I will certainly do my best to slip inside of at some point, if only to get the full set. She was also, at that time, without a steady partner, her husband, the boy's father, had passed away a few years before as the result of a severe viral infection. She, like her sister, has very fine facial features that are a direct result of their Scandinavian ancestry. Her hair, unlike her sister, is very dark, thick and naturally curly. She is well built in an athletic sort of way. Firm full but not overly prominent breasts are an evident feature. She has full rounded hips and well contoured legs, the result of regular swimming, tennis and a penchant for full marathons. Quite fuckable.

I did point out that to my cousins that they had a mother who was extremely fuckable and was currently without a steady partner to cater for her needs. They eventually and reluctantly admitted that they both often spent the early part of the night in bed thinking about her. As I pointed out, that was a damn good start, they just needed to get to grips with her, so to speak.

"Ok Paul, so how do we do it then?" Jules asked a little sheepishly.

"Well, there are just the three of you in that big old house most of the time and the place is pretty isolated, isn't it?"

"Yes, what do you suggest then? Locking her in the cellar until she gives in?"

"Well if that floats your boat I suppose..... No, realistically just adopt the 'Softly, softly catch monkey' approach. Stay physically close to her, touch her often but in a not obviously sexual way. You know, arm around her shoulders, a friendly hug. That kind of thing. Just don't be too forward or obvious. Make approving comments about how good she looks. Do you guys use the hot tub together?"

"Not really. Mum does most days though."

"Well, there you are then. Start using it more often, even if she's not in it. Won't seem so obvious when she is there. Ideal place for some good old fashioned leching, if nothing else. Build on that and see what happens."

What else could I tell them? Gave them something to think about I suppose but I rather doubted they would do anything about it until they convinced themselves that they could.

Had a chat with mum about it in bed after they had gone home. It turns out that Mags had spotted something was going on but thought that there was a new guy on the scene. Sally eventually half confessed and Mags put the rest together and freaked. To say that she was shocked is putting it mildly and the comments made to Sally were not very sisterly. Sally, not one to take that lightly, reminded her sister in no uncertain terms that she shared a house with two very physically fit and horny males who might well give her something that she obviously needed. Mags freaked again but Sally reckoned that a seed may have been sprouted in her self-righteous sister's mind.

What Sally did not mention was that her parting words to her sister were, "well, just treat it like another of your family traditions" before storming out leaving Mags totally dumbstruck.

Anyway, we had a giggle and thought no more about it. We continued to resolve the tension brought on by a day's abstention.

The cousins call

A few weeks later I had a Zoom call from Eric which rather surprised me. It seemed that I had been very wrong in my estimation of their determination. I recorded the full story as it came out; Sally loved to hear the details about her priggish big sister. A rough outline from the call, in Jule's own words, are as given below as later transcribed by Sally between mouthfuls of my cock.

The journey home from Aunt Sally's was a rather quiet one. Mags, in particular, was very subdued and hardly spoke a word all the way back. The boys were equally silent but for a totally different reason. Both adolescent minds were racing at the possibilities before them. Eric, who was in the front, spent a considerable part of the journey surreptitiously visually exploring his mother. Jules, in the back, had less of a view but he too extended considerable effort in maternal full body appraisal. By the time they reached home both had independently come to the conclusion that their mother was indeed a rather fit MILF as their younger cousin had suggested. That evening they conferred and decided maybe they ought to form a plan on how to get inside their mother's panties. Both lads contemplated the problem at some length after retiring, resulting in an abnormally large number of tissues needing to be disposed of the following morning.

The next couple of days saw Mags receiving an increased level of subtle attention and affection from her two sons. She did notice something was different at first but soon adapted, finding that it helped to bring her out of the brown study that she'd been in since visiting her sister. It was difficult for her to decide what upset her the most; the fact that Sally was screwing her son or that Sally had confronted her with her own sexual abstinence and the implication that she should make use of her own sons to provide relief. Her sister's parting remark buried itself a lot deeper.

She was now subconsciously looking at her twin boys in an increasingly different light. She noticed, probably for the first time, that they were indeed two rather good-looking hunky and physically fit guys. They both seemed to be paying quite a bit of attention to her, in a way that caused a little dampness to appear in her crotch. She felt their eyes following her, appraising her body as she moved around the house. This fed back and reenforced her self-esteem considerably. She began to feel more relaxed with them, wore slightly more revealing clothes, and subconsciously at first, showed herself off to her admirers. This was appreciated by her two sons who by now were getting regular erections that needed to be dealt with. Mags didn't fail to notice the bulges in jeans coupled with a recent increase in the use of tissues in the household. It didn't take her long to make the connection.

One warm Friday evening Mags wandered out to the hot tub at her usual time to find it occupied by her boys. She was wearing one of her less revealing one-piece swimsuits that didn't give too much away. It soon became pretty obvious to her that she was well and truly being blatantly checked out by two randy lads. A little shocked at first, she soon began to feel warm in the pussy area. She'd not been looked at in that way for some time and she rather liked the feeling. Her nipples began to harden in response, drawing further attention of two pairs of eyes. She slipped into the warm water and almost immediately found herself with a son on each side, both taking an obvious interest in her increasingly aroused state. She was not sure how to handle this but the developing effect of the single, but large, glass of red she'd before coming out was making her a little bit more mellow.

"So, mum, haven't you got anything a little more fashionable than that? I seem to recall you in a very nice skimpy bikini when we were at the beach last year."

"I'm not sure that would be appropriate here in the tub with you guys. This's not the beach."

"Yeah, but you looked really great in it. All the blokes were seriously giving you the eye."

"Sorry if I embarrassed you."

"You didn't. Gave us both quite a buzz to be with a MILF getting all the looks."

"Oh, come on. An old woman like me."

Mags became aware that both sons were now edging almost imperceptibly closer to her, a lot closer in fact, Jules on her left and Eric to her right. She was a little apprehensive but assumed, rather naïvely as it turned out, that her maternal authority would still hold sway and keep her in control of the situation when needed.

Eric leaned in a little closer and whispered into his mother's ear.

"You're not that old mum, and you're rather yummy. All our mates think so." Jules grunted in agreement and leaned in further. "Just like your sister."

Mags started at the mention of Sally and began to stiffen as she suddenly grasped where things were going. She felt gentle pressure on her hair as Jules began to run his fingers through the thick curls. Eric noticing his brother began to stroke her hair on the other side, his fingers slowly making their way down to her exposed neckline. He began to tickle his mother's ear causing her to shiver slightly.

Mags suddenly realised what was happening and knew she had to make up her mind, and quickly. She paused a fraction too long before the decision was taken from her. She felt a hand on each shoulder moving across towards the suit straps, hooking underneath and pulling them down over her shoulders onto her arms. She hesitated a fraction too long. One slight tug on each side and the material slipped down exposing her breasts and the now rock-hard nipples. There was no doubt whatsoever what the sole focus of the boy's attention was now.

Hands moved from her arms and encompassed her breasts, fingers exploring, kneading the soft firm flesh. She gasped and groaned as the same sets of fingers found her nipples and began to tease them mercilessly. She had to stop them now while there was time she realized in horror. She paused and the moment passed, changing her world forever.

Two heads moved in towards her and began to nibble at the sensitive spots on her neck and ears. She cried as her lobes were sucked into eager mouths and massaged by strong lips. She'd had her ears played with many times before and loved it, but she'd never had both done at the same time. Her eyes closed; her neck arched sharply back as she let the sweet sensations flow over her. Part of her said this was wrong and must stop but another, far stronger, part said 'so fucking what.'

Her breathing increased rapidly as the hands on her breasts continued their relentless squeezing and tickling her nipples. Eventually they decided to explore further and began slowly moving down across her belly, taking the now redundant swimsuit with them. Firm hands explored her incredibly taut belly and then her legs. A final brief possibility of hesitancy was torn away from her as the chance to stop her sons disappeared completely and she knew exactly what was going to happen.

She shifted into full lust mode; her body seized total control of her actions. She smiled to herself as she remembered this happening in her youth when she fucked often and without a care. Her body also remembered and automatically lifted itself to allow the material to be pulled over her buttocks and down her legs. She kicked it all away automatically leaving herself totally unencumbered. Movement from the son on either side told her that they too were removing their clothing; just like those glorious old days came the thought from deep inside. She felt the prodding of two rigid cocks as they bounced free and poked insistently against her legs.

Two mouths continued to explore her neck and ears whilst determined hands moved up the inside of her legs, pulling them unrelentingly apart. She cried louder as the hands found their way along her soft inner thighs towards the now bare hot pussy at the top. She wondered briefly how they would decide who was going to do what when they got there. She had never had two men at the same time before. The matter was resolved as two sets of fingers slowly manipulated either side of her pussy lips before working their way up to find her clitoris. Cries turned to long drawn-out wails as she felt her clit being worked by a pair of synchronised circular movements.

Both boys moved their heads down, running their tongues down their mother's neck, across her chest. They continued down around the side and around the bottom of her breasts until they moved up again to find and then suckle on nipples that they returned to for the first time since they were babies. They had certainly not forgotten what to do.

None of her previous encounters had felt anything like this. Was it that there were two of them or was it the forbidden nature of the acts? She no longer cared as something intense awoke and stirred deep in her belly. The cocks rubbed against her pushing her mind even higher. Part of her said that these were her children, and it was wrong, but the rest thundered back that it didn't give a damn, that these were two fully loaded cocks that wanted to fuck her, she wanted them to do it, and she was fucking well going to let them.

Mags cried and thrashed as the sensations from her breasts and the fingers now exploring inside her pussy took control of her. She knew that she would not last long before she came at the hands of her sons. That thought hit her and brought out a long, deep primordial scream as her first orgasm of the night pushed her right over the top.

Both boys looked at each other wide eyed in disbelief and shock at what they had just achieved. Both knew that there was going to be some serious fucking from now on as they continued working their fingers inside the writhing woman beneath them. Eric looked at his brother and nodded emphatically, giving him the go ahead to be first.

Jules needed no more encouragement and slowly moved over to position himself between his mother's parted and unresisting legs. His cock was harder than he could ever remember. He eased forward as his brother released his grip on her leg allowing Jules to have full access to the now waiting pussy. His glands slowly parted the vagina lips and slid into the unresisting tunnel. Slick walls slid against his firm rod beckoning him deeper into the forbidden chasm. Mags hands pulled his buttocks towards her, driving him ever deeper. He reached his full depth and paused for a second or two, revelling in the thought of having penetrated his mother. Mags gave a series of staccato screams as the cock inside her found it's limit and then began to slowly ease back and forth. So many memories flooded back to her.

Eric continued suckling one breast while his hand explored the other. His cock was throbbing painfully, waiting for its turn to get back inside the belly that he had come into the world from so many years before.

Jules now had his mother pinned firmly against the side of the tub and was pounding away, driving in faster and faster. Water was splashing over the top onto the surrounding tiles. Eric assisted his brother by holding Mags firmly against the side of the tub with his arm under hers, his hand grasping the small handrail at the top. He moved from her nipple and began to chew and suck away at her ear and neck. His lips sucked the warm soft flesh deeply into his mouth. Mags cried from the pounding at her pussy and the pain as Eric's teeth assisted in stimulating her neck. She had a major hickie there for several days after. It was the first of many.

Eric could sense that his brother's pace was quickening towards a climax and sure enough it wasn't many thrusts before he reached his limit and with a series of powerful lunges had the honour of being the first of the brothers to deposit his seed deep inside their mother. Mags screamed deafeningly as the heat surged up into her waiting womb, matched by powerful grunts as her son emptied his balls.

Jules slumped against the heavy breathing woman. Slowly he began withdrawing his softening cock. Small strings of white trailing in the water marked his withdrawal. Mags whimpered at the loss of her pussy filler but was relieved as the other son took his brother's place and rapidly inserted his own hot meat into the now well lubricated pussy as a replacement. Mags responded as though there was no change in rider and began pushing hard back against Eric's thrusts. Waves of water slapped against the side of the tub, spilling over. It was a good job that it was set to auto refill. Eric felt the insistent pressure build as his mother hooked her legs around his waist and used her heels to pull him into her. Not that he needed much encouragement to hammer away at the enthusiastic flesh responding to his thrusts beneath him.

Mags was running on full power by this time. Repeatedly coming in loud bursts and ferocious spasms. Her obscene cries and screams echoed from the house walls making the boys glad that the house was so isolated. Eric vaguely felt the pain as long pointed nails dug deeply into and scraped along his back. Jules said later that it was a miracle that he did not bleed more. Mags was by this time in full flight with no governor, shaking and shivering as the orgasmic spasms raked through her body. It had been so long since her last decent fucking session that the restrained pressure found its release point and surged out of her.

Both boys were worried at one point that she might be about to fit and tried to remember their first aid training. The moment passed and Mags collapsed back in a quivering heap against the side, eyes firmly shut as the final spasms shook her lower body and legs.

Eric and Jules held her to prevent her from slipping under the water and then carefully helped her out. They wrapped her in a large fluffy towel and lovingly dried all parts of their mother before guiding her into her bedroom. She slowly regained control of her limbs on the way, and it was not long before the three of them were rolling together on her large king-sized bed. Through that night and the following morning both boys learned how to handle a woman in heat. Mags remembered what it was to have virile young men servicing her.