Mom stood at the foot of the bed, uncertain of what to do. Having denied her desires for so long, it held her somewhat paralyzed. We went to her, taking Mom in our arms. Londy wiped away her remaining tears before kissing Mom's soft lips, letting her know it was okay to be herself, and give in to her forbidden secret.
"Mom, it's okay now. We can take it as slow as you like. We're just so thrilled you want to be with us. When we found out, Bear and I couldn't work fast enough to plan your invitation. The whole idea turned us both on. Today was all Jerry's idea. When he discovered we would at least have the weekend, that big brain of his went to work."
"My babies, I love you so much. I can't tell you how many times I've dreamt of this. I promised myself long ago that I would never make the first move. It had to come from you two. I needed the choice to be all yours, with no influence from me. If that makes any sense at all?"
"Of course it does, Mom. We understand," I answered.
Mom's breath caught in her throat, realizing Londy had unbuttoned her blouse. She kissed her way down to Mom's navel, tickling her there, then back up again. L bit and teased the nipples still hidden in her bra. Expelling her hot breath through the thin lacey fabric, drew gasps from Mom as though her sensitive nubs had singed.
I continued Mom's undressing while they traded soft kisses and tongue flicks, exploring each other's mouth for the first time. Mom's hands slid under L's tee, tracing her daughter's subtle curves and taut, smooth skin. Finding her breasts, she sighed with admiration and a dash of pride in their firmness and weight. She hefted and jiggled them before planting her eager lips around Londy's thick, protruding nipples, and sucking them through her shirt, soaking it with drool. Her gentle kneading and contrastive pawing made Londy purr at Mom's expert touch.
"Oh, Mom, you're making me so wet."
Mom lifted L's shirt over her head, and I followed by removing Mom's open blouse, unhooking her bra, and letting them both drop where we stood. The ladies faced one another, kissing and fondling as I stood behind Mom, pressing the bulge in my shorts against her cleft, reaching around to unfasten her shorts.
Londy turned Mom towards the door, climbing up to kneel behind her on the bed. L wrapped her arms around Mom, tracing her mature curves with gentle fingertips, all the while nuzzling her neck, drifting her lips across Mom's smooth, freckled shoulders.
I knelt in front of Mom, pulling her shorts down, revealing a lace bikini brief that failed to conceal her lush ginger bush. Through the lace, I could tell she kept it trimmed. Not a single curly hair peeked around the edges, yet there was a thick tuft centered over her dampening slit. Mom kicked off her shorts, widening her stance as I nuzzled her mound, drawing her dizzying scent into my lungs, which hit me like a shot of Adrenalin. Aroused by her fragrant sex, I licked and nibbled at her brief, now wet from both sides.
Standing alongside her again, Londy began working Mom's panties off her hips and over her parted thighs. I continued pulling them down the rest of the way, plunging my nose into her soft bush, and reaching my tongue below, eager for my first taste of her silky folds. Finding my prize, I licked with little control, swallowing the ripe nectar seeping from her flushed lips. Mom grabbed the back of my head, holding my mouth to her steamy center. She and Londy traded licks and flicks of the tongue, pinches, pulls and twists of the nipple, and an impassioned array of gasps and moans as their mutual lust and desire for each other raced to a fevered pitch.
"Ohhh, my babies, you're gonna make me fucking cum right here!"
"Do it, Mommy, cum for us. Just let go, Baby," Londy urged.
Mom's slight frame quivered and shook from our combined attention. We loved her for more than the wonderful mother she was, but as a friend, confidant, and now, a lover. She's always been there for us, even when she was up to her eyeballs in more important shit. We wanted her to know the unconditional love we felt for her.
I couldn't see it, with my face still buried in Mom's crotch, but I was sure one of L's hands tended to her cute ass, with at least one slobbered finger stretching her tight, crinkled anus.
"Oh my fucking hell, I'm cumming, Loves, you've fucked Mommy good!"
Her body stiffened, throwing her head back as she screamed. Mom's pussy flowed, creaming my lips and chin. Her legs failed as the last wave of orgasm finished her. We sat her on the bed, holding her till the ripples ebbed. I suppose being brought to climax by your loving offspring adds a bit of fire to any such activity.
"Wow, that was a little intense. Just how many hands do you two have?" Mom asked.
"Let's get comfy and find out, eh, Mom?" L answered.
We gathered on her bed with Mom in the middle. The day was all about her, and returning some of the love she'd always shone with us. Mom laid on her back with Londy and me on either side, touching and caressing her as well as each other. Mom echoing our actions, her hands soon found their way between our respective legs, masturbating us both.
L and I each claimed a breast to hold and suckle. Mom lay silent, reveling in nursing her family again. Both our free hands met between her thighs, probing and teasing her tender puss. Mom was soon close to the ragged edge of orgasm, begging for more than digital stimulation.
"Your fingers are like heaven-on-fire inside me, but I think I need Jerry's beautiful cock, like right now. Please Baby, fuck Mommy!"
How could I refuse such a request? I knelt between her raised thighs, placing said cock against her drooling lips, spreading her fragrant essence over the head, then sinking into her searing, velvety slit. As I entered her, Londy sucked one nipple while pinching and twisting the other, sending her into a chorus of guttural moans.
"My God, you two are fucking wonderful. I've never imagi..., ohh fuck, Jerry, that's it, fuck my hot little cunt, Baby!"
Mom's never been a prude. She and Dad never hesitated dropping F-bombs when the situation warranted, along with any other words that fit the situation. Londy and I loved hearing her talk like a horny slut. We knew we were doing her justice when she unleashed the expletives.
"Come here, Lond, Sweetie. Mommy wants a taste."
Londy kissed Mom hard, happy to comply with her wishes. Before L moved, they laid there with mouths open and licking each other's tongue and lips, staring into one another's eyes. Their gaze suggested they both desired the other long before either could admit it.
Londy stood on the bed alongside Mom with a twinkle in her eye. A twinkle I'd seen before when she had a sudden idea to make things a little more intense. Holding the headboard for support, Londy traced Mom's treasure trail with her toes, drawing circles on her stomach before teasing her belly button.
Mom closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath and realizing L had touched upon her secret thrill.
Lon traced lines up Mom's torso, between her breasts, drawing a spiral around each, ending at the nipple. Mom gasped as Londy gripped her hard nubs between her toes, squeezing and tugging them. She then pressed each globe, mashing and jiggling. Before taking her place over Mom's waiting mouth, L traced a line from her cleavage up over her chin, brushing her well-manicured digits across Mom's quivering lips.
I slowed my pace, watching L put our mother through her paces, exploring her exposed secret. A secret Mom seemed ill-prepared to reveal just yet. Giving in to her fetish, Mom grabbed Londy's foot, wantonly sucking each little digit into her mouth, and licking the spaces between, producing subtle moans from them both. After sucking L's pinky, Mom once again begged to feast on Londy's wet split.
I scooted back, pulling Mom by her hips, giving Londy plenty of room to squat over her horny mouth. Lowering herself, L stopped just above Mom's mouth, brushing her meaty, reddish brown folds across her lips. L teased, pulling away, making Mom work for the prize she desired. Unable to stand anymore, Mom grabbed L's hips, pulling her down, impaling Londy with her tongue. Londy gave a shudder, feeling Mom's lusty tongue snake its way into her misty cleft.
"Oh shit, Mommy! You know your way around a pussy, don't you? You are indeed, one sexy fuckin' bitch!"
Still holding Mom's legs back, I began pounding her harder, lost in the spectacle of her tongue buried as far as possible between Londy's succulent thighs. Londy raised again up, making Mom sigh as her juicy snack abandoned her mouth. Turning around to face me, Londy planted her horny puss back on Mom's mouth, resting her puckered anus against her nose. Mom grabbed Lon's hips, pulling her tight to her face, tongue fucking her cunt, and inhaling the aroma of her asshole. I swear my mother's pussy got wetter the minute she got a whiff of Londy's musky bouquet.
Cheering me on, Londy helped hold Mom's legs, allowing me to pound her as hard as I could.
