:-) This story is dedicated to Queen Anthea (by request!) :-)
Note: This story contains explicit heterosexual, homosexual, incest / taboo content of a sexual nature (good heavens!). If these things don't float your boat, please stop reading now.
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Heat spread from Anne's crotch as she stared at the wooden beams supporting the iron wall of the garden shed. Her hands gripped the edge of a wooden saw-horse and strands of her long red hair stuck to her sweating face.
"Faster!" Her breath was rasping now, her heart pounding as Steve's rigid cock, jack-hammered away in her slippery cunt. The squelch and suck of their colliding flesh filled the confined space, intermingled with her gasping yelps and his deep grunts.
Steve squeezed and pinched his mother's ample creamy arse cheeks as he rammed his cock into her, the immaculately smooth skin of his big sack slapping against her labia. He was getting close. The pleasure was mounting. His eyes began to glaze and his cock tensed, ready to squirt. He imagined it in her wet pink insides, the dribbling pre-come turning white in the last seconds before his orgasm.
He failed to hear his own voice, moaning with abandon when he felt her pussy turn slippery with his semen. His thick brown shaft heaved and twitched inside her as it squirted its muck. She must have thought he was finished, must have been unaware of the pleasure still coursing through his body in throbbing waves. He was still coming when he realised she'd pulled her arse forward, flicking his still-erect penis from inside her.
Anne quickly squatted in front of him, thick sticky drops of semen falling from her vagina to the concrete floor as she greedily swallowed his cock. She exclaimed in surprise when still more spurts of come hit her tonsils, the mushroom taste of come filling her mouth. She took her son deeper down her throat, milking him dry and sucking her juice off his softening flesh. She held him in her mouth, wanting to keep him until he was soft but the sound of the door behind him made them jump.
It was Rob, he must have been watching through the window as his hard cock poked through the top of his skimpy black shorts, its end glistening wetly. Rob was slightly shorter than his brother and even more muscular. His skin and features were dark and distinctly Maori, not a trace of his mother's fairness save the unusual dark red pubic hair surrounding his squat wide cock. He walked straight over to Anne and wordlessly forced his glans between her lips, slipping his shorts and underwear to the floor and stepping free of them as she eagerly ate him up.
But his voyeurism had brought him to the edge already. He growled loudly and pulled Anne's face violently towards his crotch, almost immediately jetting sperm deep into her throat. Animal sounds emitted from his mouth as he yanked her back by her hair and jammed himself into her repeatedly, squirting gob after gob of sticky seed. Spit and come ran down her chin and dribbled from her lips as she gagged and panted, swallowing as much of his discharge as she could. His thrusts subsided and she held him in her mouth as she had Steve only this time, there was no interruption. She kept him in her mouth, licking and milking him until he was soft.
The twins hoisted their mother up and sat her on the saw-horse. They stood in front of her, fondling her big tits and gently pinching her bright red nipples, engorged peaks on expanses of creamy flesh.
"Home early bro?" said Steve.
"Stephen, for god's sake don't use that silly language! You're twenty one for goodness sake, your father and I didn't put you through university so you could talk like a jolly thug...ooh! Robert!" The girlish squeal came involuntarily when Rob pinched her nipple a little harder than before and bent abruptly to softly slap her clit.
"Good boy Robert darling, it's mummy's turn now isn't it," she tried to sound stern but there was a delicious catch in her voice, an undertone of pitiful begging. Both twins detected it and their penises began to stir. "isn't it my turn for some attention? Come on sweethearts, make me come will you? Please?"
Anne reached around behind Rob and moved a delicate finger over his arsehole, tickling and rubbing the puckered flesh -- mother knew what her baby liked. He went stiff almost immediately and seeing his brother's thick gnarled-looking erection, Steve also hardened. Rob took his fingers from his mother's pussy where they'd been buried tickling the slick wet flesh behind her entrance. He stood up straight, his prick bobbing before him. The two men faced each other sideways over Anne who looked eagerly from side to side at their turgid genitals, holding them and fondling them, desperately wanting them inside her.