6 comments/ 459432 views/ 69 favorites Sandwiched By: Dreamlover Mother Jackalyn felt an intense sexual ache in her stomach, which was a hot, almost uncontrollable desire, and this time there was no guilt about it. Of course the wine did the job and she was more than eager because tonight . . . will be the night of a very taboo scene. She pretended to clean the dishes over the sink as her two identical twin sons sat at the kitchen table, finishing their dinner and chatting about what eighteen-year-old boys usually talk about: fastidious cars, sports, prom, and sex . . . However Kaniel and George are going to have themselves a nice surprise about how far sex can go tonight, Jackalyn thought with a little smile. It can be fun to fantasize fucking their brains out without having them knowing. Wondering what George's cock would taste like while asking him what kind of soda he would like. Daydreaming how far can Kaniel cork her in the ass as she kisses him good-night. It can be fun but addicting. They were both well-built studs. Broad-shouldered, handsome, rock-hard chest, brunette with Apollo faces. Kaniel and George seemed to have almost identical lives together. Both of them were popular in school, same grades, same hair color, and yet she just learned some nights ago that the both of them dated the same girl. But there are also certain personality traits that differ between them. Kaniel was a little different with a bad-boy-kind of attitude. Love to curse loud, get in trouble a couple of times in school, drink a lot of his father's beers, but he had always been known to be an aggressive sort. George was a gentle one but he was still a charmer. He has a good sense of humor, loves to laugh a lot, and was terrific at flirting, even to his own mother. One time, whether he meant it or not, George complimented her body in a way that was . . . forbidden but sweet at the same time. "That's a fine set of legs you got there, Mom." It was no surprise to hear this. All the men throughout the small, cohesive suburb wanted her. Wanted her in many ways. She was aware of her cool ravishing smile which can break a heart like glass, aware of her DD-sized breasts, aware of her copious dark hair, aware of her robust ass, aware of her long, smooth legs, and her saccharine eyes. Of course, she was happily at ease with a successful husband and a family of two grown teenagers. But to hear a compliment from her own son did something to her . . . it had given her an idea to play. An idea that had became an obsession. An obsession that had became a plan. And a plan that will soon become a reality. Oh, and guess what? Their father is currently out of state on a business trip just as Jackalyn expected and waited for. How perfect is that? She had never cheated on him, never even dream of cheating him, and why would she? Bobby was just as handsome as his two sons but their sex life had decreased dramatically in the past ten years and it came to a time where all her suppressed sexual longing exploded in one night. Oh, their Dad traveled a lot and that was going to become something of a great advantage for her AND them. Something else had happened also. Last night, when she was showering in a hot, steaming downpour, she heard a noise and realized that one of the boys was watching through the knob, watching his own mother smearing her body with gurgling soap. Must have been Kaniel. Such a naughty boy he was. That was when she knew they were into her sextually. And that was when she decided to fuck their good sense out for sure. "Mom, are you gonna eat?" George asked, looking over his shoulder. "You haven't even bothered making yourself a plate yet. " "Yeah, what's up with that?" Kaniel said, joining him. "I'll eat soon enough," she said, smiling to herself. "How was your food?" "Great, Mom, thanks," George said, pushing the plate forward. "I'm pretty much done eating." Kaniel nodded and pushed the plate aside. "Me, too." She tossed her hair over and looked at them in the eyes dangerously with motherly concern. "Are you boys in the mood for dessert?" "Hell, yeah!" Kaniel yelled, giving his brother a friendly punch in the shoulder. "What kind of dessert you gonna give us? Cheery pie?" "No, it ought to be something else," George said with a disgusted face. "I'm getting sick of the same crap." "It IS going to be something else," Mother Jackalyn confessed with a furtive smile. "A dessert you two puppies never had in your life. " "All right, all right, Mom, stop teasing us," George said, chuckling uneasily. "So tell us what's the special dessert? " It was almost time for the taboo to begin. She could feel their eyes on her without having to look, feeling them drawing down on her full-sized carafes to her well-shaved thighs. How thrilling to be stared at from two cute studs. She felt her nipples hardened under her satin velvet robe, felt her long hair drooping down her back, and felt prepared to launch a full surprise attack tonight. She stopped with the dishes and strolled toward them, lingering her eyes on them like a predator approaching its preys, and halted at the right distance. Not too far, not too close . . . yet. She reached out took a fresh red apple out of a fruit basket, flashed them a come-hither smile, and untied her robe with one free hand, dropping it to the floor and revealing her entire half-naked statuesque figure to her little audience. Chair cranking back, George uttered a breathless gasp and curled his fists. Kaniel's wide eyes confirmed intense curiosity of a boy wanting to see more. Exposed to their eyes was a divine pair of melon-shaped jugs chock-full in a black nylon bra, her slender waist and her flat stomach bare under the brilliant kitchen light, but what was the most exposed was her private black panties. Smiling, she took the apple to her mouth and crunched a bite full, a great measure of produce juice leaking from her chin to the rift between her luscious breasts. "I'm your dessert," she answered, swallowing her fruit. She realized she might be doing a lot more swallowing tonight. "What the fuck," Kaniel breathed, mouth drooping opened. "Come on, baby-poo, I think it's time you'd come out of the closet. I saw you that night when you were spying on me. My, darling, watching your own mother taking a shower while tugging your pee-pee." George shot him a surprise look. "Dude, you were watching Mom shower?" Mother Jackalyn turned to George, face coiled in a lustful anticipation. "Don't be such a hypocrite, tiger, I know you wanted me since you got your first pubic hair. " She stepped closer, feeling so confident this would work, and leaned toward him with a withering stare. Her large breasts hung down before his face, barely covered in the small bra. "Don't you want to see them?" "Fuck, yeah," Kaniel said wolfishly. "I know YOU do," she snapped, turning her yearning eyes on George. "But I was asking you, tiger. Well, do you want to see your mother in her birthday suit?" George chuckled, hand grazing across his hair. "Uh, this got to be some kind of trick question--" "Watch me, baby." Jackalyn freed her bra as she leaned close enough to smell his breath. Her withering stare never left his eyes. And his eyes was ogling on the ample erected nipples that poked out before him, just a pair of grapefruits waiting to be suck on. With only her panties left on her, she placed her hand around his neck as she sat on him, feeling a growing stir in his pant, hardening against her panties like a disturbed snake. She grinded a little harder, exhaling a breath as she relaxed her pose, and looked at Kaniel, who still sat and stared from behind. "Admit it, honey, how bad did you wanted to fuck me?" A silence. "Don't be shy, too, Kaniel, just tell me and maybe your dream might come true." "Pretty fucking bad," Kaniel blurted out. "I wanted you for a long, long time." She rolled her eyes back to George, amused than ever, pressing down on her crotch a little harder. "And you, sweetheart?" "I . . . I was always jealous of Dad," George admitted, failing to make eye-contact. It was as if he was ashamed. "I always wanted to be the one to marry you. Just look at how beautiful you are. How amazing and perfect you were made. And, most of all, I know this is bad, but I always wanted to have . . . sexual intercourse with you." Sexual intercourse? Such a naive term to what really was going to happen tonight. Mother Jackalyn was surprised and even more turned on to hear this. Too turned on because a profound ache was growing inside her, making her berserk with lust, and she decided this was the moment where the line will be crossed. This is the moment where the universe will no longer make sense anymore and everything that was normal will no longer matter. This is the moment when their innocence will be tainted and a road to Hell will be paved for them. Fuck it, she thought, and slammed her lips against George, shooting her tongue in his mouth, feeling that warmth exchange. He responded with a flicker of his tongue. Then she felt Kaniel coming from behind, kissing down at the nape of her neck. An ecstatic shudder escaped her as she responded to him, arms rising in the air, killer cleavage stretching in the open. George saw this chance, leaned over, and mouth on one of her nipples. He gave her huge mound a sweeping lick – sucking on the right tit, then the left. "Suck it harder!" Jackalyn cried, throwing her head back. Kaniel blinded her with a hardcore French kiss that was both rough and good at the same time. She let out a groaning moan and returned a full, hardcore tonsil evaluation. She was also blinded with more desire as George sucked the air out of her nipples, like an overgrown baby hungry for a breast-feed, sucking and trying to swallow a load of fresh mother's milk. "Mmfph, yeah, tiger, suck it like you did when you were just a baby." She whispered, feeling Kaniel's kiss grazing down to her shoulder. She could actually feel the creamy gland being drawn out of her round tit. "Christ, that feels so wonderful! Suck it harder! You, too, Kanny! Suck my other nipple, baby! Hurry, before I burst!" Kaniel crawled around her, went on his knees, and mouthed on her other erected nipple. Now two of her own sons were sucking and licking at her mammoth tits, feeling the force draining out of it. She drew a long, rasping breath. "Mmm, yeah, Mommy loves it when her babies need milk. Mm, yes, Mommy loves it a lot." "Mom, it tastes so sweet," George mumbled as a spiral his tongue around her nipple. She tensed and let out a stiff cry. A trail of white fluid was oozing down her breast to her naval, giving her whole chest a glistening pornographic appearance. "I've been wanting to fuck you ever since I learned to jerk off. " "Do you think about me when you're jacking off?" she moaned. "Tell me, honey, do you think about giving your mother a good fuck?" "Every fucking night," he whispered, kissing her breast and looking up at her. Kaniel was still working at her other tit. "I even dreamt of fucking you, Mom." "In the ass?" she purred. "No." George hesitated a little, then confessed. "I wanted to fuck your cunt. I don't know why but I always wanted to fuck you without any protection, so I can feel my cock grinding in your pussy." "Yeah, me, too," Kaniel mumbled, and gave a hard suck at her nipple. Jackalyn let out a whimper and felt a short, deep tingling sensation drawing from her breasts to her vulva area. "I want to come inside you with everything I've got." "Maybe your dreams just might come true tonight," she said with a demurred smile, spreading her legs apart as she grinded closer to George. Just thinking about their cocks trying to penetrate inside her was beyond exhilaration. Just thinking about them cumming inside her was unthinkable . . . but possible. Deciding to cross the line even further, she pushed Kaniel's head aside, stood from George's lap, and took a step back, both hands cropping her wild hair. Her "Get on the table," she ordered. "Both of you." "What? " George stammered. "Do it or else I'll put on there myself!" She felt hornier than ever, ready to kill them with pleasure if she had to. Kaniel climbed on the table and sat there, watching her in return with sober, lust-filled eyes. George did the same, climbing right next to his brother. There, watching the identical appearances between them, made Jackalyn even hotter. "Now take off your clothes, boys. " They both stripped off their T-shirt and jeans. She could see only their underwear and the large bulge in there. " Now, which one of you want to have your cock sucked?" Kaniel was the first to respond, raising his hand in the air like a nervous schoolboy. She let out a Britney Spears giggle and climbed on the table as well. "Than may your wish be granted," she cooed, going down on his crotch. She stripped off his underwear, tugging it down to his legs, and his rock-hard cock sprung out like a jack-in-the-box. "Jesus Christ!" Jackalyn gasped. She had no idea it would be this big and no idea at all of the consequences for her need of a ramrod dick. George had his underwear taken off and his dick was just as wonderful, full-fledged in the air with a purplish hard-headed erection. "Oh, fuck me," she whispered, rubbing at her clit. Both of their cocks stood ten inches high and it girth seemed to be as thick as a large beer can. Veins struck out like a monstrous muddle of drowning worms. And the head was the perfect resemblance of a mushroom made for sheer penetration. "You like it, Mom?" Kaniel asked, grinning like an arrogant bastard. She answered by dropping a hot slavering mouth at the side of his cock, licking down to his balls and then lashing up at the head. All the grinning arrogance on Kaniel's face died to a sudden look of shock and unbearable pleasure. Then she looked at him in the eyes, made an appealing smile, and impaled his entire shaft in her mouth, infusing it all in her throat. "Mmmmmmmm," she sighed. Kaniel screamed. "Oh, GOD!" The head of his cock was drowned in the depth of her throat. She pulled back and released his cock with a gagging smack and smiled at him, pre-cum already dripping at her mouth like overused balm. "How was that, teddy bear? " "That was fucking awesome," Kaniel gasped in a breathless whimper. "I'm not even close to done yet. Both of you," Jackalyn demanded, wiping the fluid from her chin, "get on your knees." She could taste some of his juice and she wanted more than just a sample. She wanted the whole pail to herself. They both obeyed immediately, standing on their knees side by side with their dicks arching toward her. It was their raging snakes that caught her eyes again, making her sick with lust all over again. So this is what a sex addict feels like, she thought. This is what I'm going to become . . . an incestuous, adulterous, nymphomaniac whore of a mother fucking her own twin sons behind their father's back. Somehow this little revelation comforted her instead of distressing her with guilt. Committing an unlawful act of sex boosted her with enough sexual fuel to fuck an entire nation. She crawled toward her two men, like a female tiger in the need of a good fuck, grasped both of their Johnson, and began simultaneously jacking them off with her wet hands. "You like that, boys?" she asked hotly, giving them a playful coochie-coo look. "Ooh, yeah, you like Mommy touching your private parts? " George was breathing hard and loud, mouth hanging opened and chest heaving like a heart attack was in the work. She granted him a short, reassuring kiss on the cheek and tugged at his cock even harder. He let out a pleasure cry, and she realized that in his point of view that it must be difficult to hold in this long. It must be hard, she thought, watching a curvaceous mother like me jacking the shit out of her own twin sons while staring at them in the face. Must be real hard for them. Mother Jackalyn decided to focus more on George, since he was a little weaker at this, and make things a little more interesting. Pausing for a moment, she spat a large amount of saliva on George's monster cock, lubricating it down to his thick balls, and then flicked her tongue at his head, giving him a little cock-tease. Sudden pre-cum oozed on her tongue. She did it again right under the head, licking nice and hard but quick. The veins in his cock pulsed and the entire penis was starting to turn to a purplish red, with the head swelling to a fist-sized ball, and that was when Mother Jackalyn did her magic. She released Kaniel's cock and gripped George's with both of her hands, firmly squeezing it at the base until the head budged to a deeper purple. George threw his head back and moaned, grabbing at his mother's hair and clenching a fistful of them. "Oh, Mom, don't . . . don't—I'm not ready yet." Ignoring his warning, Jackalyn hit the spot right when she gave his cock one sloppy lick, clenched his head with her teeth, and the released the pressure with her hands. A hardcore explosion whipped across the kitchen, like a shooting spree. She gasped as a hot blast of semen splattered across her neck and chest in a whisking burst. Pulling her hair even tighter, George made a savaged grunt and shot second a white jet of cum. This one landed across her forehead. The true smell of raw sex was starting to fill the house. All of the muscles in his body flexed as a longer stream blast out of his cock, squirting over her chin. She rubbed all of his warm seeds over her massive cantaloupes down to her hard-boiled stomach and stopped at her crotch. Touching it with her finger, she didn't realized until now how wet her pussy was. She looked at George in the eyes as a forth ejaculating explosion spouted on her right knee, right near her untouched slit. "Ooh, yeah, give it to me. Come on, big guy, gun me down with your hot stuff." "I'm gonna shoot one more!" George groaned, crouching over. "Arg, here it come!" And before that last blast could come out, Mother Jackalyn engulfed his entire cock in her mouth and squeezed it out for him. Throwing his head back for the second time, George let out a screaming climax as the last explosion ripped inside her throat, his ass contracting hard. That particular explosion emptied half of his nuts, therefore surprising his mother with a bang. Caught with the moment, she was able to swallow most of his load with strings of semen spilling to her neck. Slet out a satisfying moan, placing a finger in her mouth and sucking what's left of his stuff with one audible GULP! Still holding his cock with both hands, George collapsed on the table and sprawled there in the pool of his own cum. "Mom, that was wonderful. Oh, shit, I never came so much in my fucking life." Unfulfilled and hungry for more, Mother Jackalyn turned her attention to the remaining target and hinted a furtive smile. Kaniel was still standing on his bare feet, his erection long and hard. "Are you ready to fuck me?" she asked, reaching under her cum-splattered cleavage and pushing them toward her son. He stooped down on his knees, leaned forward, and sucked on her tit with his brother's semen on it. She felt a growing horniness gripping her composure. Then Kaniel surprised her as he pushed her down on her back and ripped – literally RIPPED off her panties. Her wet slit was exposed, pubic hair glistening under the crude light like some final pornographic Taboo scene, and Jackalyn spread her legs wide apart. Kaniel leaned over her, aiming his budging python at the pit, and looked at his mother dead in the eyes. "Go easy, please," she whispered seriously. "I haven't done it in a long time." "You're fucking kidding me? You mean, Dad haven't been giving you good-night fuck every once in the while?" "Not even a good-night kiss. And you two boys are going to make it all up to me for him." Sandwiched He was 34 and had been in her sandwich shop a few times now. And he was handsome too; but running a busy shop and with a family of her own, most conversations with customers were cordial. So when the franchise company had their annual meeting at the hotel and she saw him there, they had a laugh but it was all very cordial. At 42, she didn't think she had much appealing about her but she was wrong. Smooth skin, a young face, buxom but good with it at size 14 and a latent desire roiling under the surface. Once the conference was finished, she was considering retiring to her room for an early night before heading home the next day, when he approached her. "Sorry, I don't think we've ever even swapped names. It's David" he said with a smile. "Claire" she said back with a smile. "So you're on the annual meet up? I had a meeting down here and am heading back tomorrow" he explained. "Yeah, I'm back tomorrow too" she countered. "Well, listen. How about a drink before you head off to bed or wherever?" he offered. She could see no reason not too and nodded. They found a quiet table away from the bar and got chatting. He explained he was down to pitch for business but that was him finished for the day and she told him it was great to have a night off from work and family. Before long, they procured a 2nd drink and Claire found herself relaxing. Neither of them planned it but the conversation turned a little more interesting and David made an entendre about giving and receiving. "What are you then?" Claire said, surprising herself she had actually just said what she was thinking! "Truthfully? Well, very much a giver. I don't mind receiving but I'm a bit addicted to giving. Um, well, in terms of you know, um, foreplay. Oral" he quickly blurted, a little embarrassed and his shyness at that seemed to embolden Claire as she laughed. "What about you?" he asked suddenly. "Um, I'm not sure" she said. "Okay, well put it this way, if you had all the time in the world, even just a free day, what would you lean towards? And no answer is the wrong one" he added reassuringly. "Well, seeing as you put it like that, I'm maybe a wee bit selfish" she smiled. "So you like to be on the receiving end, or the pleasured end" he joked. "Yeah" she added with a giggle. The air felt a lot warmer and Claire reckoned she would be relieving herself in her room after this chat, when David spoke again. "You know, I always think Clinton's excuse had a ring of truth to it. Having full sex is more like cheating, but oral's more of a fun liaison. But one that can last for hours. And especially if it's just one person doing something to the other" David said. Claire listened intrigued and David looked at her, before continuing. "I mean, if a woman say just happened to be lying back, or any other position and a guy just happened to be doing something to pleasure her and she just happened to enjoy it a lot, she couldn't be accused of having sex with anyone. If she happened to enjoy lying there, or standing or sitting, then that's her business" David added. Claire's mind was whirring now. Was he implying something between them? His bizarre logic had her thinking of how ideal that would be, but he was so good looking, surely he wasn't offering himself? And would she honestly do anything? "I see your point. I suppose, yeah, since you put it like that, it sounds ideal for at least one of the party!" she joked. "Oh, I know the guy would enjoy it too" he said with a smirk. "Would he now?" Claire threw back, by now very aroused. "Could I walk you back to your room?" David asked her. Claire was about to say yes when an idea formed in her head; by now, it was clear what he was suggesting and the alcohol was helping her decision. "No. I'll head up now to my room. It's 122, nice and easy to remember. Come up in 10 minutes and knock 4 times then 4 more so I know it's you, okay?" Claire said. "Sure thing. You won't regret it" David added. "At this moment, probably not" she said into his ear as she got up to go. Claire was soon at her room and with her decision made, she undressed, pulling on the short nightie and after cleaning her teeth, got into bed having made sure the button for the door was near the bed. A few minutes later, the door went, 4 times, then 4 again. "Come in" Claire said. David entered and saw her in bed, covered by the duvet. He was wondering how to begin things and looked at her. "The duvet might be a bit hot for jeans?" he suggested, beginning to take them off. Claire wondered what he meant then it dawned on her and she smirked. He was really serious! Once he was down to just a t shirt and boxers, he slipped into the bed and before Claire could get nervous, he ducked under the duvet. Moving himself into place, he realised Claire's nightie was positioned around her waist and she had no underwear on. Perhaps she was bolder than she was making out. Throwing caution to the wind, he found her slit and his tongue trawled slowly up and down it. Then he kissed and licked her thighs before going back to her pussy again. Above him, Claire gasped in pleasure. "Could I ask a favour?" he said. "Um, depends" Claire said with lust. "Well, if you really enjoy this, would you please sit on my face?" he asked her. "Eh? Um, yeah, okay. I thought you were going to ask me to do more and that's what I was worried about, if we did more I'd feel it was more like cheating" she admitted. "No, no. Just oral for you, nothing else. We can both enjoy that" he assured her. "But won't you get frustrated and you know, want something back" Claire asked. "I get a real kick out of doing this, the longer the better. It's a turn on being denied a bit. And I can always go back to my room in the morning" he reminded her. "Okay then. Why not" Claire said, relaxing now and smiling as she let herself lounge on the pillow, a gifted hunk between her legs licking her pussy slowly and willing to stay there most of the night! If her friends could see her now they would be insanely jealous and she smiled at that, even as she felt his tongue slip inside her and thrust deeply. His skilled mouth and tongue had her fully aroused now and she felt a lot more relaxed about what was happening and decided to just enjoy it. "Ah. Could you do that for a bit?" she said to him, as his tongue was thrusting in and out of her. "Mhmm, a woman who issues commands. Yes Ma'am, anything you wish" he said and continued his efforts. "You taste delicious. If your juices escape my mouth and trickle down I'll make sure I get them all and do this" he said and suddenly, his mouth moved and she felt his tongue lick her asshole then attempt to spear it. Quickly, he moved back to her pussy as she sighed. "Ugh, you would do that?" she asked. "Just try and stop me. This is a special night. Just enjoy it" he assured her. "Why not?" she said a little more boldly. He was still under the covers and she would probably need an orgasm before she would have the confidence to pull them back and watch him at work. He was back at her pussy with his tongue inside her again but she needed relief immediately. "Suck my clit" she gasped and as he moved up her legs began to shake and her hands descended to press his face into her as she came hard, yelling out in pleasure. He bathed her lower pussy in kisses and tongue flicks until she regained some composure then spoke again. "Would you be up for sitting on my face now?" he asked. "Yeah. Lie on the pillow" she said and once he emerged from the duvet and lay out, she mounted his face and let her pussy descend onto it, his tongue immediately seeking her warm hole. Claire let herself press down until it felt like his whole tongue was inside her. She was never usually this wanton! A transformation was taking over as her confidence increased after her initial orgasm and she was soon grinding herself against that magical mouth which never seemed to tire. It was a huge turn on, knowing he was willing to do this for as long as she wanted, stay the night and with any luck maybe do it again in the morning! It was giving her a lot of confidence too. "Aah that's it, keep moving it around inside me" Claire gasped excitedly, as his tongue brazenly licked inside her wet cunt. "Yes Ma'am" he mouthed again, continuing his magical work, his hands on her breasts above him as he continued to feast on her pussy. The orgasm when it hit was powerful. Claire felt it building and then her legs clenched against him. "Ohmigod, I'm going to cum again. Suck my clit now" she gasped and began to grind harder against his mouth. David stayed with her right through it and eventually she slumped off his face, lying back in bed. David was already slipping down to her pussy again. "I don't know if I could handle another climax yet" she half joked. "I don't want you too. Maybe I could just bathe and soothe it with my mouth, really gently, nothing that would have you building up just yet. Please?" he asked. Claire was astounded but nodded as he descended. True to his word, he kissed her pussy, her thighs, her asscheeks, gave soft, slow gentle licks of her pussy lips and occasionally darted inside but seemed contended to avoid building her up too much. An idea formed in her head and she beckoned him up her body. When he reached her breasts, Claire told him to suck them and David took to the task with relish. It was relaxing and enjoyable but it also had her beginning to feel more aroused again and after a while, she pressed on his head to go lower again. When he did so, Claire decided to be bold. He was trying to lick her pussy when she held up the duvet. "Lower" she said and David seemed to understand, as with a slight smile, he let his tongue descend further. Once he was at her asscheeks, he kissed them, then licked gently towards the middle. Claire relaxed and felt his tongue slowly move to her asshole. He didn't stop and began to lick it lightly but fast. Then with a firm thrust, he attempted entry. It took a bit of effort but as Claire felt herself relax, his tongue found purchase and he was past the tight ring and probing her gently and slowly. "That feels great. I could get used to this. But not doing it though" Claire added swiftly as she discovered how enjoyable analingus was. "I prefer doing it so no worries there" David assured her, keeping up the steady rhythm inside her now. "Mhhmm, might have to keep you handy for future" Claire mused jokingly. "Anytime Ma'am" he told her back. "Put your whole tongue in" Claire said full of lust as she let the duvet fall back and relaxed to the sensations of being rimmed. A little while later, Claire was smiling at nothing in particular. She was having her ass thoroughly pampered while his hands were on her breasts and she thought about his demeanour overall. "Are you being a bit kinky with all this Ma'am stuff?" she asked him. "Um, well I like you being a little bit demanding" he admitted. "Oh right. Mhmm, well, maybe we could do a bit of that later" she said, surprising herself again at how bold and self focused she was being. "I would love to Ma'am" he said, keeping up the act. It was some time later when she finally told him to move up to her pussy. His tongue immediately went to work, his hands still on her breasts as he began to build her up again towards another orgasm. Afterwards as he kissed her pussy gently, she recovered and felt a little tired. "I'm not used to this much pleasure, not oral anyway! I might have to have a little nap" she admitted. "Hey, understood. As long as you're enjoying it. Tell you what, we could get some sleep but please, please if you wake up during the night and feel a little turned on, I would be happy if you woke me so I could help you go back to sleep again" he offered her. "Okay. I'll wake you if I wake and you can give me a bit more of that tongue. I definitely want some in the morning when I wake up too" she reminded him. "Oh, if we're awake early enough, we could fit a good couple of hours in" he assured her again. They turned in and although David was aroused, he was focused on just Claire's pleasure. Claire was purring like a kitten and although she was being selfish, it was really enjoyable. About 2am, she woke up and it took a few moments to take in her surroundings. Then she remembered she was in bed with David and making her mind up, she shook him awake. They were both half asleep but he understood her intent and slipped below the duvet, immediately sliding his warm tongue inside her. It was a mission to make her cum and it only took a focused 10 minutes before she climaxed against his face. Pushing him away, she curled up again and was soon asleep. David managed to drop off again despite his arousal. About 6.30, Claire woke up and used the bathroom quickly. Returning to the bed, she lay for a moment and thought about the night before. It had been absolutely amazing and despite the orgasms she was eager for more. Then she remembered all his remarks about obeying her and pleasing her and having been intimate with him now, she felt very emboldened. She also figured that it might be a one off as she was married, so any fun this morning might be their last and she wanted to remember it. Shaking him awake, she waited until he was fully alert. "I thought you might have wakened me up" she gently chided him. "Sorry, let me make it up to you" he said and kissed down her body. He was soon licking her out again and she let herself relax and enjoy the sensation. "Get your tongue right up me" she gasped and he seemed to do so, burying his tongue all the way inside her. The first orgasm wasn't long in coming but Claire wasn't done yet. She got up and told him to get on his back. As soon as he was in position, she sat on his face with a triumphant look. "You can stay until about 10 so lets make full use of the time. More of the deep tongue stuff" she insisted. "Yeah sure" he said, although his tongue was a bit tired from doing that to her so much already. "Yes what?" Claire surprised him by saying. "Oh. Um, Yes Ma'am?" he offered. "That's better. Okay, do it" she told him and sighed as he complied. At one point, she found herself riding his face and became carried away with the incredible arousal of it all. Her orgasm when it hit was powerful and she bucked against his face hard, grinding against it as she tried not to scream too loudly. She slid onto her back again and absentmindedly indicated her breasts. David was on top of her again and moved up to suck them while she recovered from her orgasm. It was a while before she felt ready to push his head down again but when he began to lick her pussy again, she grabbed his head. "Slowly. I want a long build up this time. Show me how much you're enjoying it" she said, by now fully enjoying her role of being in charge and having all the pleasure. David didn't disappoint her. For over an hour, he devotedly licked her pussy, probed her asshole and massaged her breasts, while she let herself drift on a sea of pleasure. It was too much in the end and she came hard one last time, or so she thought. Getting up on shaky legs, she went to the sideboard across the room and took a long drink of water. As she did so, she felt something behind her then David's unmistakable mouth was kissing her asscheeks. He kept doing so and slowly began to tongue her whole ass crack. Claire was already aroused again and leant against the wall, as he began to rim her again. "You're so dirty. I might have to get you to do this more often" Claire said to him. "Will there be a next time Ma'am?" he asked. "Depends. I'm married but I have every Wednesday off. Maybe I'll have you doing this" she announced haughtily. "I'm freelance so I'd be happy to be at your service" he shot back. "We'll see. Now get that tongue up me asslicker" she ordered and groaned as he did so. They remained like that for some time before Claire felt she might just manage one more orgasm. Turning round, she felt a flush of heat as the arousal of watching the hunk on his knees in front of her licking her pussy was incredible. She was definitely going to cum again! But she was enjoying this element of control too. "If we do this again, it'll be just oral probably. I can't imagine cheating just now. My work colleague Bev is newly divorced and she's been on about some of the sex she's had recently and she's been getting a lot of oral at any rate. It's about time I did too. Now make me cum then we'll call it a day. I need to shower and join my colleagues" she told him. "Yes Ma'am" David said and 10 minutes later, she was holding his head to her crotch as she came one last time. David left as she mumbled something about him turning up at her sandwich shop that Wednesday and when he left Claire checked the time. Check out was 12pm and it was only 10am. She knew David had to be off by 11 though or she might have even managed another one. Despite all the oral sex, she was still turned on at the thought of what the young hunk had done to her and then on a sudden impulse, she threw on a skirt and top, left her room and went up to his on 223. Knocking, David answered and was surprised to see Claire there. He was already dressed to go when she waltzed in. "One for the road" she announced. It was clear she expected it to happen as she moved to sit on a chair in his room and held her skirt up. Despite being dressed to go, David knelt in front of her and let her hands pull his head in. He licked and sucked like crazy until Claire's legs over his shoulders tightened and she came hard against his face. "Right then. Well I need to shower and dress for going. 9am Wednesday. See you then" she said matter of factly and left. David stayed on his knees for a few minutes. It was clear the prim and proper sandwich shop owner was a closet oral fan and he was very much her oral douche every Wednesday for the foreseeable future it seemed. And he didn't mind one bit! Sandwiched Kaniel kept his eye contact as he allowed his weight to fall down just a few inches. Eyes flinching, Jackalyn felt the head grazing against her unprotected clit, feeling something like fat, wet larva poking for a hole. His pre-cum was intermingling with her damp slit, glands moisturizing her crack, creating a strong smell that was becoming strangely arousing. As George sat there, recuperating, he watched with awe as the final line was about to be crossed. It was the moment when the three of them had to pause and let the ultimate taboo realization sink in their minds. Laying on her back, legs sprawled wide and perfect, both hands pressing at the rigid chest of her boy, Jackalyn waited for the final diffusion to take place while anxiously biting the bottom of her lips. The last line crossed. Kaniel uttered a depleted moan as the monstrous head buried inside his mother's genital outlet. Biting her lips even harder, Jackalyn responded with a crying "Ugh" and grabbed at his chest. The grave smell of sweat and sex was becoming so great that it was filling the whole damned household instead of just the kitchen. It was starting to have a stench of a polluted whorehouse. Two inches sank inside. She lift her head and blinked her eyes at the sight of their forbidden intercourse, seeing that his tool was stretching her vagina apart, feeling that it was prying it open. Kaniel broke out gasping. "Fuck, she's so tight!" George was getting turned on again just watching this. "Fuck her loose, then." "George!" Jackalyn cried, appalled to hear this comment from the Mr. Nice Son. Then she smiled and turned to Kaniel, raising her ass just a little. Four inches of his giant penis was penetrating inside her fuckhole. Her smile faltered. Six more to go until the nutsacks meet with her anal hole. Kaniel pushed deeper into her vagina, digging two inches, and Jackalyn locked her lewd eyes with his beautiful stare. Beads of sweat gleamed between the yawning crest of her breasts, splotches of white matters drying on her skin, and the melodious odor sticking stronger. She couldn't hold in any other longer. "Fuck me in, goddamn it! Force it ALL in, motherfucker! Hurt me! Cripple me! Damage my pussy! I don't care! Just fill me UP with that cock of yours! Fucking do it—" Her words cut out as Kaniel slammed all ten inches into her pelvis, filling her with the most pussyfilled sensation a woman could ask for. There was a quick shot of pain coursing through her, feeling like a virgin all over again, and a sudden release of pleasure overwhelming her senses. Kaniel grunted as she made a yelping noise that seemed to skyrocket his hormones. He started fucking her in with all of his willpower, grunting and pounding in that flesh-colored baseball bat, crippling his dear mother. "Oh, yes, Kanny! Fuck me! Fuck me! Yes! God, oh Christ! Oh, hurt me just like that! Yeah, hurt me! Hurt me! Mmmppffh!" She let out a throaty scream as the entire table cranked across the tiles. Her own son was pounding his long, hard cock with awesome strokes. Pushing inside until the head felt to pale through her stomach and touch her rapid-beating heart, even feeling the balls squeezing underneath her. Then pulling until the head lynched in an arching, almost teasing interlock. Then slamming nice and hard until his balls slapped her smooth ass. This one seemed to hit the G-spot. She arched her back, her pussy meeting him in a deeper touchdown. "Oh, Kaniel, you goddaaamnnn MOTHERFUCKEEERRRRRR!!!" Screaming his name, she clawed at his chest with her nails and that got her in a position where she would be helpless. Kaniel yelled in anger, grabbed for her hands, and then pinned down her hands above her hand as he thumped her like a brutal fuckdoll. She watched in wonder, arms held overhead and completely powerless, as her big boy fucked her in an animalistic rage. She watched as the werewolflike transformation of a sinless child become a true motherfucker. Her motherfucker. This is when the uncontrollable began to happen. Her reflexes overcame her natural drive, causing her to gasp like a babygirl at each thrust and also causing her to buck her ass toward the banging impact. Every thrust Kaniel forced down was striking her most sensitive G-spot area, causing a premature climax to build and build and build until the dam burst. "Oh, fuck!" she squealed, trying to break her arms free but unable to. It seemed her physical strength was deteriorating drastically as Kaniel's strength expanded, pinning her down in a missionary-rape position as he kept ramming her pussy sore. The peak of her orgasm was reaching to it limit. "Oh, yes, Kaniel! Oo, yes! Yes! Oh, god, I think I'm bursting! I think I'm bursting! Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh! OH! Uh! Uh, uh, ah, AH! Ah! OOOHHH! OOOOHHHHH!!!" One of her legs performed an involuntarily kick in the air as her first wave of orgasm overtook her. Her pussyhole constricted for the briefest moment and then released with a wet outburst. Even in the midst of her climax, she saw something in Kaniel's fixed eyes. He seemed to be in a daze. But it wasn't until she felt his first burst of cum discharged inside her uterus and realized her own son was about to get her beyond the point of no return. Kaniel's eyes widened and drove inward. "Urg!" She was about to scream for him to take it out until all such logics was drowned under a pleasure she never dreamt of, knowing this was the lowest degeneracy against nature. Mother Jackalyn shrieked so loud that there wasn't a single doubt her next door neighbor heard it. Hands still restrained above her, hips caught in a spasm, Kaniel's hardcore series of eruption got her whole fuckhole filled until a deluge of semen began seeping down the crack of her ass. It trailed down to the wooden surface and pooled there as extra dose of ejaculation continued inside her cunt. "You bad, bad boy," Jackalyn cooed between an intake of breath, moaning as the fifth hot blast flooded inside her vagina. "Now, you've gone and done it. Making a mother out of your mother is considered a very naughty thing." "Be . . . quiet," Kaniel croaked, spewing a flying gist on her naval as he pulled his cock out. Free with her arms, Mother Jackalyn got on her elbows and watched as a long white stream of cum splattered her upper chest. She was starting to reek of a fresh whore. "My, aren't you in the need of a fix. You come in gallons – not quarts. Oh, that's right, shoot your load right at my pussy again. Mm, yes, so warm." For some reason, his seeds was boiling hot. A load of thick semen was running from her pubis to her vulva in a sticky trail. Three huge cords coated her left tit like a whipped cream attack on a sundae. With another rivulet of his love juice splattering on her abdomen, she realized there was a high chance that she was now pregnant since she had been ovulating. Ovulating hard in the last few nights. I'm probably going to have a triplet, she thought, a cautious smile growing on her face, feeling not at one ounce of guilt. What a fucked-up, trailer trash of a mother I've becoming. Kaniel was down on his back, cock convulsing in the air, ejaculating an obscene geyser of chunky jism down his rod. He looked as if he was trying to recover from a brutal seizure. Poor guy. Jackalyn crawled toward him, paused, and then forced her mouth on his Johnson, sucking in whatever remaining finale there was, causing Kaniel to blurt out a hoarse mutter. She let loose of his cock with a slurping execution, giving him a coquettish smirk, and started lapping and swallowing a spewing cargo of gist on his pole. Moaning and cursing, Kaniel lost all such strength and dropped his head down in full exhaustion. Mother Jackalyn turned her shameless eyes on George, who was still slumped back, and saw how cast-ironed his dick was, how strong he looked rubbing his cock in motion. "Think you can handle more?" she asked, crawling toward him. She climbed over him, flinging one leg over him, and laid him back against the hard-wood table as she straddled him in a crouching position. Globule of reeking sweat and fresh semen dripped down on George's front, leaking on his chest, leaking on his full-fledged cannon. His head grazed against her clit in a smooth, arching massage that trigger a tingling sensation. With sheen of cum dripping from her mouth, she leaned down and stained George with the world's dirtiest French kiss, granting him a twisted, methodical, half-crooked tongue massage. Sticky smacking sounds exchanged between them. She lifts her head and looked at him again, serious this time. "Do you really think you can handle me?" "If I can't, I'll die trying," George answered, placing one hand over her head and held her thin waist with his other hand. For a quick moment, Jackalyn thought George was going to rise up and delight her with another kiss but instead stunned her with a sudden infiltrating dick attack. His entire cock ripped through her vagina, reaching far inside and touching the furthermost wall. There ten inches of granite flesh plowed her wet cunt open. Making that unbelievable yelping noise again, she was being fucked from underneath, standing on all four like an animal bitch she was as her stud rapidly fucked her in the rear. It was hard to believe that the once Mr. Nice Boy was doing all the action. "Arggh! You're still fucking tight!" George screamed, veins sticking out of his neck. "You're so wet inside, too!" Gasping and opening her eyes, Mother Jackalyn landed on his crotch with a whimper. "That's because," she muttered, "you're fucking your brother's semen, darling." "Oh, God!" "Oh, yes! Yes! Harder! Harder! Fuck me, you big stud! Fuck me good!" "Mom, can I come inside you?" She grabbed her brunette hair and pinched a handful of them in a near-climax euphoria, feeling both of her muskmelon jugs bouncing up and down. "Mmm, I wouldn't mind, baby. Only if you can hold out for at least . . . well, I'll be fair. Five minutes. If you can, I'll let you do whatever you want with me." He slammed harder, pumping his hips and maintaining strokes with precise brunt. He laid his hands on her tits and started rubbing them, fingering her nipples as his cock grinded in her violated abyss. Specks of white-splattered beads was all over her beautiful face and her gorgeous, massive breasts. She had INCESTIOUS SLUT written all over her. George stopped with his rhythm and rested a while to regain his stamina. "You're so beautiful," he muttered. She smiled and thanked him with a perverse kiss that left Kaniel's mark on his lips. Two minutes had passed since his constant fucking and now it was her turn to take control. She began to ride him, grinding her ass back and forth at a motion that was beyond rapture. Her entire vagina felt overstuffed with semen and cock, therefore making squiggling noises as her ass rocked George. It was like giving birth all over again. "Mother, you're gonna make me cum again. Not too fast. It hadn't been . . . five minutes yet." "Don't worry, honey. When you feel like letting go, let it ALL go, okay?" She thrust down on him, clenched her pussyhole, and snapped the breath out of him. "Oh . . . Oh, shit." "Not yet, honey." She grabbed his hands and forced them on her marvelous tits, bouncing higher and harder. "Just wait until I'm ready." She felt a presence behind her and that was when Kaniel's arrogant voice hissed next to her ear. "Maybe this will get your preparation." That was when Mother Jackalyn became sandwiched HARD by her two boys: Kaniel from behind and George from underneath. A breathless moan escaped her as Kaniel's cock pummeled NOT in her anal hole but joining along with his brother right IN her pussy. Her cunt stretched in a way that was abnormal; so painful that it was ecstasy. All three of them cried out in a series of shouting and screaming. George must have felt the second invasion because his eyes had grown wide, tearful, and his body had tensed. Kaniel managed to force his entire girth inside his bitch of a mom, clogging up the windpipe. Mother Jackalyn felt both the urge to shit and cum at the same time. "OH, SHIT, YES! YES! FUCKING YES! FUCK ME, DARLING, FUCK ME!" "IT'S HURTS!" George cried, eyes shutting in pain. "DON'T BE A FUCKING SISSY! PUMP ME, PLEASE, PUMP ME NICE AND HARD! BOTH OF YOU! OH OH AH AH! MMPHFF!!!" Kaniel fucked her nice and hard indeed, bringing a stinging sensation as both cocks fucked her in. She knew this act was almost a bi-sexual one –almost but still in the ballpark. She also knew that there was no way in hell George would be able to hold in much longer with that other cock rubbing against him. The thought of both of them coming at once was thrilling to the bone. Somewhere outside, even through her rapture, she heard a siren pulling out on the driveway. It was forgotten as soon as two flagpoles crushed deeper inside, enlarging her pussyhole like it was some kind of rubber sheet. As much as she tried to suppress it, violated as hell, she squealed and landed hard on poor George. The entire table broke down flat to the floor, creating a shattering BOOM! but none of this falter their unlawful little orgy. It only mounted their sexual urges. With the fallen impact, George's cock was now impaled far into the dead-end point of his mother's cunt, hugging her tightly. Kaniel was still humping her from behind, pushing in and in and IN until hearing that satisfying grunt and a scream from the endearing Mother Jackalyn. Repeated doorbell ringing and hard-knocking rattled at the front door. "This is the police! What's going on?!" "I'm fucking MY MOTHER!" Kaniel snapped back, angrily plunging in his cock. He shoved three long fingers in her asshole and that need to shit was greater than ever. She made a gasping shout and cried as a little accident happened there. A different smell hung in the air, but never greater than that hard-to-describe sex odor reigned the house. In the back of her mind screamed in alarm about the police yet all such consciousness was started to drown again . . . by a flooding need to explode her ejaculation. Boy, did she ejaculate. A wave of euphoric shudder gripped in her vagina, tightening the hole for just that moment, squeezing both of their penises together as a ripple of glitter shot out of her. A carnal sound groaned from her throat, and somewhere in the other side of the universe were rougher knocking. Then it was boys turn to come. George was the first to lose his stamina, ripping a load of hot jism in her jammed ass, causing a brimming overflow. "UNGHHHH!" he cried. First eruption walloped her innermost private fence. Second blast strained against Kaniel's cock. Even in the midst of his ejaculation, George surprised her even more after RAMMING his penis deeper into her well and shooting the third detonation. Kaniel cursed under his breath and held her from behind, hugging her tightly as he maintained a humping rhythm. Jackalyn arched her back and cried out in ecstasy. "I'm gonna fucking cum!" Kaniel screamed, thrusting faster and grunting louder. His hands clutched her heaving cleavages and squeezed. "Mom, I'm gonna cum in your cunt! I'M GONNA FUCKING MAKE A GRANDMA OUT OF YOU!" "Do it, motherfucker!" she cried between a gasping squeal. Her hands reached down and grabbed George's hairy ass, feeling all the hardness in his buttocks there. It was amazing how one man's ass can tensed sooooooo much when in the state of cumming. Still on a roll, George whipped the convulsing pole out of her pussy and shot a soaring jet against her wedged clit. He lurched up as the next ejection lashed out, his face curled into a daze trance, and embraced his mother. Now it was her turn to have an orgasm . . . again. Immediately without warning her breath burst from her lungs and a chill ran down her spine just before that divine release came. And when it happened, her entire vaginal muscles tightened Kaniel's rod to a chokehold. Mother Jackalyn moaned his name like the world's sleaziest porn star in action, still sandwiched between her two sons and still fucking them good. Out of the blue, Kaniel's balls constricted, froze still for a minute, and bombarded her deep in her stomach. His entire body shook hard behind her.This one felt to splatter her soul with fresh cum. Spittle of George's semen splashed between her anal hole and her stuffed cunt. More torrent of explosions blustered between her legs, like a mist of whipped cream spraying out. God, it was a becoming fucking mess there. Somewhere beyond her attention someone kicked the front door open. Rapid sounds of footfall ran toward them and all stopped at once just when reaching in the kitchen. There Mother Jackalyn made out three uniformed policemen standing there with guns drawn out, yet their expression was in complete bewilderment, disgust, and awe. "Holy Mother of God," one of the cops murmured. Kaniel was still opening fire inside his hot mother fuckhole with a dreamlike expression of bliss. His hips was bucking against her rear in an uncontrollable beat. Going cross eyes, George was trying to hold in his ejaculation as his mother rubbed his white stuff all over herself. The entire table, the kitchen tiles, and their bodies was one great cum fiesta. Mother Jackalyn collapsed on her side, sighing out with great guiltless satisfaction, and rolled on her back with a wistful look in her eyes. It was the look of carnal fulfillment. Kaniel shot a flying cord as far to her neck down to between the mountain ridge of her glistening coconut-shaped tits. She felt an unexpected penetration in her shithole, startling her with raw pain, and she made a whimpering shout. His cock drilled deeper into her tight anal hole, reaching as far as her rectum, and she yelped as a heated explosion filled her up. She looked at her son with unnatural love, yielding to him as a dangerous blast caused her wince. George was knelling beside her, panting and still holding his rock-hard cock which was spewing a dying river of expulsion. Thinking of giving his penis a nice, wet kiss, she lift her head and lapped his cock with a cat lick. This caused one last eruption to spurt out in a thick beautiful line. Eyes rolling back, George passed out on the side. Kaniel, on the other hand, still hadn't finished yet. With his long flagpole shooting loads after loads in her impaled asshole, there was that familiar look of exhaustion growing on his face, his eyes half-closed and his mouth hanging open. Smiling cutely, Mother Jackalyn decided to put on a little surprise. She clenched her asshole as hard as she could, squealing as she did this. The reaction was a big one. Kaniel's dazed expression changed to a look of rigid pain and the final discharge overstuffed her with eighteen-year-old worth of sperm. He took out what's left of his cock, which was a gooey-wet, red hose, and started rubbing the head against the clit. She moaned, arching her back and squeezing her breasts together, feeling that snake tickling her pussywall. Then one long and slow white gush deposited right there on her violated beaver. Groaning for the last time, Kaniel collapsed on the floor, spent at last. Still laying back with sprawled legs, splotches of wet semen stains all over her skin, Mother Jackalyn tossed her disheveled hair back and batted a fervent, lust-filled eye on the three officers. They all looked to be young men in their late twenties at least. They were all good-looking in a way that was worth looking at while masturbating. And, most important of all, they all had a hard-on. She thought of the word "GANGBANG" with serious consideration and felt a yearning wave of extreme desire overcome her senses. She smiled, spreading her legs further apart, and coaxed them to come over. Sandwiching My Ex-Girlfriend Jennifer lay on her back, her gasps filling my ear as her arms wrapped tightly around my back and her thighs pressed close to my hips. Burying my head into my ex-girlfriend's neck and hair, I continued to thrust hard into her sweaty body while her pussy grew tighter and tighter around my throbbing cock. Without slowing down, I drew Jennifer closer and closer to an orgasm for the third time since we accidentally crossed paths just a couple weeks ago. With a loud moan, Jennifer came, an orgasm rocking her body as I hardly slowed down my thrusting in and out of her convulsing cunt. Her nails sank into my back while her legs shot up into the air, her body trembling from the waves of pleasure that were crashing through her. As my sexy fuck buddy only began to come down from her climax, I pushed all the harder into her tight twat until I too was on the verge of orgasm. "Do you want me to cum all over you?" I said amid my ragged breathing. Jennifer cursed and begged me to do just as I'd said. I immediately pulled out of her pussy, and she released my back and lowered her legs. Before I could even get a hold of my cock, Jennifer took it into her own hand, beating me off herself and pointing my swelling member right at her perfect C-cup boobs. I moaned as I simply held my arms at my sides, kneeling over the naked, sweat-coated girl until I finally erupted all over her tits. Jennifer didn't make a sound but simply grinned from ear to ear as she watched my man juice shoot out of my cock and splatter all over her boobs. She shifted my cock ever so slightly so that both of her breasts got a fair share of the load. As the final squirts of cum leaked from my cock, I stopped moaning and began to catch my breath as I looked at my cum's streaming down all over both of Jennifer's tits. As I lay down beside Jennifer, she began to clean up and asked me, "So when's the threesome?" See, Jennifer had hurt me pretty badly not once but twice during separate stints of dating, and while this third time around still didn't count to me as dating, it was now the second time we'd had sex, and I was having trouble letting go of Jennifer once again. This time, however, I wasn't making it easy for her to get back together with me, and the residual bitterness coupled with my perverted lust caused me to take advantage of Jennifer's desperation to reconcile with me. In her persistence, she had offered me to do anything I wanted to her. I took her up on that proposition, first by fucking her perfect ass as hard as my heart desired that first time we had intercourse. I suspected Jennifer hoped I'd be placated with that treat, but she quickly learned after that session that it was going to take even more than one stiff cock to the ass for me to take her back into my life. What she didn't know was just how shameless my sexual experience was and how far I was willing to go to satisfy my depraved lust. Jennifer's schedule over the next couple weeks was open, which was ironic because she was allegedly always busy when we had dated. All I had to do was confirm with my buddy, whom I'd lined up to join Jennifer and me in the bedroom, and the wheels would be in motion for the threesome. In less than a week, we were ready to go. I'd come to learn just how difficult it was to bring a group together for a devil's threesome. Even if I found a willing girl, recruiting a serious male who was heterosexual like myself was another struggle entirely. This time, I decided to go against my past rule and recruit a friend of mine. The friend in question was Miles, who had been a good buddy of mine for a few years now. While at this point we'd yet to team up on a girl, the evolution of that friendship was an interesting twist in and of itself. He and I were strictly heterosexual and remained so, but we came to both agree that it would be hot to peg the same girl at the same time. Once I had the idea to double up on Jennifer, Miles was the natural choice, so I held him to that fateful conversation we'd had not too long ago. And, hey, if it worked out well with Jennifer, then Miles and I could possibly open the door to all kinds of debauched fun with the ladies. Despite the obstacles, a devil's threesome was something with which I had gained familiarity over the past couple years since that blissful first time when I joined a good female friend of mine and her husband for some group fun. Since then, I had been rather fixated on group sex and, in particular, double penetration. If Jennifer was really serious about making it up to me, she'd have to prove it by making a sandwich for me. When I had made the proposition to Jennifer, of course her eyes grew wide and the sort, but she surprisingly didn't give me any resistance. Maybe it didn't nerve her as much since she already knew she could take a mean cock in the butt, but a threesome was something of which she'd never been a part, never mind simultaneous penetration in her ass and pussy. Still, it was made clear to my ex that this proposal was non-negotiable if she wanted to have a chance with me. Honestly, I doubted that I would really accept Jennifer back into my life anyway, even if she went through with the threesome. While I realized it was a possibility I'd take her back, considering how she'd already hooked me a little bit this time around just from having sex with her, I really had no intentions of continuing any type of relationship with her. She had hurt me so badly that I really just wanted to have as much hot, debased sex with her as I could get and then move on. Immature and petty, I know, but there were a lot of emotions at play within me, lust and bitterness being the most pronounced. The night of the double-fuck came in early winter, about a month short of the two-year anniversary of my first DP threesome. Some light snow was blowing around as Jennifer buzzed us two guys into her apartment. Like I said, in my experience with group sex, I'd never shared a girl with a guy I considered an actual friend, so this experience was a new one. I figured it would be uncomfortable at first and get better as we got lost in the pleasure, but it actually kind of added to the fun right from the start, especially leading up to the event as we talked about it during the car ride over. What also made it hot to think about the threesome was the fact that both Miles and I had felt significant disdain for Jennifer over the past couple years, so literally fucking her over was going to be really satisfying. Miles and I got pretty quiet, though, when we came up to the door that Jennifer had told me was hers. I knocked, and almost right away the door opened just a few inches. All we could see at first was Jennifer's big brown eyes and some of her light brown hair, which was falling into her face, while four of her fingers gripped the door. Then emerged her other hand, which beckoned us inside as the girl pulled the door farther open while still obscuring herself behind it. Once we were inside, Jennifer quickly closed the door, and immediately we saw why she wouldn't allow her body to be seen through the open doorway: the light-skinned, thin, 30 year-old woman was clad in a very slutty outfit that wasn't designed for outside the bedroom. I hadn't even thought to suggest an outfit for her, so it was a very pleasant surprise. She was indeed trying very hard - and doing very well, I had to admit. The outfit was all black and consisted of a corset that really showed off her tits, a thong that suited her beautiful ass well and high heels that were closed-toe and must have been five inches. Unable to manage a word, Jennifer just held her hands by her waist and smiled as we guys gawked at her while the door slowly shut beside us. I'd always thought Jennifer was attractive, but she was unbelievably hot in this moment. For the next couple moments, Jennifer acted as if her outfit was regular home attire as she non-chalantly gave us a tour of her apartment. To no surprise, the tour ended in the bedroom with Jennifer's seductively dragging her finger along the wall as she strutted over to the bed. I couldn't speak for Miles, but by the time Jennifer was climbing on top of her comforter, I was already rock-hard in my pants. Jennifer lay out, her chest on the mattress, and kicked her heels up into the air behind her as she displayed her body. She said some sexy things as she stretched out for us, her face down and her ass up, but I was too intoxicated with the sight to pay attention to what she was saying. When I pulled out of my trance after a minute and looked over at Miles, I saw that he was already taking his pants off, so I took his lead. Soon, we were both naked and approaching the bed as Jennifer got to her knees and smiled as she removed her corset. My still ex-girlfriend beamed and shuffled to the end of the bed as she threw the corset disdainfully aside, meeting us two boys, who stood in front of the foot of the bed, not even noticing each other but eyes transfixed on those lovely boobs. Jennifer's long brown hair fell over her shoulders and reached down to her bare breasts as she reached out with both hands, seeking our cocks. There it hit me that Miles was naked right next to me with his manhood out and at attention, making the moment a weird experience at first. However, I got over it as soon as Jennifer took my cock in her left hand, while taking Miles in her right. The bed had no footboard, a fact that allowed Jennifer to sit at the end of the bed and pleasure us unobstructed. Miles and I remained relatively silent as Jennifer proceeded to jerk us off simultaneously. I simply took in the breathtaking spectacle of my ex-girlfriend's alternating between sucking and stroking the two of us as she knelt on the bed and wore only a thong and high heels. Her hair jerked with the movement of her head as it bobbed back and forth, first on my cock, then on Miles's and then back to mine. Each time she switched the recipient, she would slurp, take a deep breath and turn her head to the other, often smiling and looking up at whichever one of us she was about to take into her mouth. Jennifer sucked us both off for a few minutes, just long enough to get our hard cocks lubricated. Jennifer seemed to tire of this phase and eventually simply held her head between the two male members, pulling them closer together but graciously not allowing them to touch as she briefly licked the tips of both of them between flashing her grin as she stroked us. "Do you want to fuck my ex?" I said, finally offering the bitch to my friend. Miles responded in the affirmative, and Jennifer wasted no time in letting go of our shafts and scooting down the comforter to assume the doggystyle position as she removed her thong, leaving her clad in only her shoes. As Jennifer situated herself, Miles and I took our places at either side of the bed, I with Jennifer's head facing me as she smiled, and Miles at the other end where the real fun was to be had. Jennifer's bed was what appeared to be a double, so it was pretty much perfect for what Miles and I intended to do. We were both able to stand right up to our respective edge of the bed while Jennifer, on her hands and knees like an eager slut, was just tall enough for her back end to be presentable to Miles while my cock at the other end was just within the reach of the brunette's mouth. As Miles put one hand on his dick and the other on Jennifer's ass, Jennifer lifted up her left leg so that her shoe was planted firmly on the mattress while her right knee remained in place. She spread her legs for Miles as he guided his cock toward her pussy, just as I was slipping my cock into the girl's mouth, not allowing her to respond to Miles's entrance at the other end with any more than just a muffled moan. Miles and I both sank our cocks deep into either end of Jennifer and put our hands on her as we held her in place. I sank my fingers into her hair, pressing my fingertips into her scalp as Miles grabbed her round ass and squeezed while his prick penetrated Jennifer deep in her cunt. Jennifer was moaning on my cock that continued to stuff her mouth even before Miles started to thrust in and out of her, which he did after just a minute's delay. Almost as soon as Miles was sliding back and forth in one end of Jennifer, I began to fuck the chick's face, holding her head in place as my cock slid forward and back in her oral cavity amid her grunts and moans. Jennifer's left hand shot up to hold onto the base of my dick as she sought any bit of control she could get, but, for once, she was powerless as Miles and I pounded her from either end. As we split-roast the bitch, Miles and I moaned, both of us beginning to sweat while we swung back and forth, in and out of both ends of this hot girl. Miles slapped Jennifer's sexy ass hard a few times as his cock pummeled that twat, and I pulled on Jennifer's long hair, continuing to thrust in and out of her mouth. Before long, my cock was poking into the bitch's throat as we got rougher with her. I felt no remorse for the brunette who had only begun to pay her penance. At this point, I was ready for the main course, but Miles suggested I partake in that cunt for a couple minutes first. Jennifer gasped as loud as I'd ever heard a girl gasp amid intercourse as she gathered her breath as soon as Miles and I pulled out of our respective end. She wasn't given any real opportunity to recover, though, as we boys flipped her around and onto her back so that her boobs were in plain sight and her pussy just inches from my cock. Jennifer, her hair scattered in her face and on the bed, managed to lift her head and smile at me, persevering through what was just the beginning of a merciless fucking. I pulled Jennifer's right leg up, resting her ankle on my left shoulder, and then pulled her by her hips toward my cock. As soon as she was close enough, I stuck my cock into her pussy without hesitation, causing the girl to moan with delight. Meanwhile, Miles's cock hovered by Jennifer's head, waiting for some attention as I started to plow the girl's cunt. With one hand on her outstretched leg and the other hand on her hip, I thrust powerfully into Jennifer, going hard and deep right from the start. My balls slapped against her taint each time I pushed forward, which also caused her excellent tits to heave up and fall back down each time while the woman laughed and moaned. Then, once Jennifer lay her head back down, Miles turned the girl's head to her left and stuck his cock in her mouth. Without complaint, Jennifer accepted the phallus and actually sucked on it on her own power, sliding her head back and forth on my friend's dick as I continued to steadily pound her pussy. After a few more minutes of fucking Jennifer at both ends, I asked, "Are you ready for a sandwich?" Miles instantly pulled out, allowing Jennifer to breathe, turn her head back toward me and grin. She didn't say a word, probably feeling nerves as she mentally prepared to be truly double-stuffed, but she knew this cup would not pass from her. "One in your pussy, one in your ass?" Miles, getting into his role, said to Jennifer. She didn't respond, lying still as Miles and I joined her in the bed. Miles got on his back and pulled Jennifer over to him before helping her hover over him. Jennifer started to take deep breaths as Miles positioned his cock under her asshole, which had been uncharted territory so far tonight. Jennnifer had her legs spread, feet planted in the comforter, her hands planted on either side of Miles's torso as well while her body faced the ceiling. Her brown eyes gleamed with a mixture of excitement and anxiety as Miles lowered the brunette onto his cock until he was fully sheathed in her asshole. Jennifer cried out, and Miles moaned as that cock buried into the girl's ass, and then he briefly lifted the chick up and down on him. Jennifer began to huff, her breasts heaving up and down as her body rocked. She looked me in the eyes as I immediately began to take my place in this sandwich. In that moment, it seemed the excitement won out over the anxiety within Jennifer as she laughed her cute laugh again, her brown eyes glimmering with a sparkle of lust while she watched me climb in between her spread legs, which she held up in the air. Miles now held Jennifer still, and I lowered myself on top of the brunette beauty between her legs, crouching over her to avoid any unnecessary contact with my male friend beneath the girl. Jennifer's legs slipped under my arms and then pressed against my waist as I held my prick and pushed it into the folds of her vagina. My heart was pounding hard in my chest and my breath failed me as I anticipated the debauched shit that was about to be in full force. As the head of my dong poked in, I let go and put both hands on Jennifer's tits instead, while, at the same time, Jennifer threw her arms up, her body now stabilized between us men, and held onto my back as I began to penetrate her. I pushed another inch of my cock inside Jennifer, who responded by crying out and moaning in my ear and sinking her nails slightly into my back. Her twat was even tighter than the other times I'd fucked her, thanks to the other cock in her ass, which remained still. Finally, I slipped all of my member into Jennifer so that my balls were on her taint, knowing that they were barely separated from the other man's. The babe between us, cursed loudly, her eyes shut and her teeth clenched. Then she clawed at my back, threw her head back and let out a long, low moan as she adjusted to being stuffed fuller than she'd ever been before. With a faceful of Jennifer's hair, Miles began to pull back in Jennifer's butt and thrust back in, fucking her. I was working on my balance, leaving my left hand on Jennifer's right boob and planting my other hand on the mattress as I leaned over her left shoulder. Miles crooked his neck to his right so that he could both free himself from Jennifer's hair a bit and also not be distracted by me over Jennifer's other shoulder while he held onto Jennifer's hips. Once I was positioned well, I joined Miles in fucking this girl. Unlike past threesomes in which I'd participated, I wasn't too worried about the girl's comfort, so syncing up with Miles wasn't my concern. We each went at our own pace once we were in full swing, sawing in and out of Jennifer as we plugged both of her holes. The mass of bodies rocked on the bed as I thrust in and out of Jennifer's pussy while feeling Miles's cock doing the same on the other side of Jennifer's membrane, fully filling her. As she took the fucking, Jennifer shrieked and moaned, holding tightly to my back as her legs bounced on either side of my waist. My left hand released her boob and slid to her shoulder, allowing me to lower myself a bit more onto the bitch and keep her all the more pinned between us as we had our way with her. Paying no attention to Miles's steady thrusting into Jennifer's shitter, I pounded her pussy hard and fast, filling her up and stretching out her little taint as we both mercilessly ravaged her. After a while, Jennifer's nails came out of my back, but she continued to hold onto my shoulders. She also grew quieter, eliciting only a few low groans as she accepted her fate as the meat in our sandwich. After a few minutes of double-fucking Jennifer, I slowed to a stop and pulled out, but not for long. I briefly looked down at my ex-girlfriend, her hair a mess and her body glistening with sweat, and felt no sympathy for the breathless, sweaty babe. She did look damn sexy in that condition, especially in the high heels, but I didn't spend long checking her out before I ordered her to turn over and hop into my friend's cock. I stepped off the bed and watched on for a minute or two as Miles continued to lie on his back, this time not only seeing Jennifer face him as she hovered over him but also having her slip his cock into her pussy, giving her ass a momentary respite. Jennifer leaned forward onto her hands and knees as she sank down to the base of Miles's cock. Miles gripped the comforter, not putting his hands on the girl he was inside but instead ordering the bitch to ride him. Without comment, Jennifer slowly lifted herself up, leaving just the tip of his cock inside her, before slipping back down and beginning to ride his cock, just as she'd been commanded. Sandwiching My Ex-Girlfriend Enjoying the show for a moment, I stroked my cock and prepared for the next round while Jennifer slid up and down Miles's dong. She rose him nice and hard too, and each time she began to slow down, Miles barked at her to keep up the pace. After a while of watching Jennifer's hair and body bounce on my friend, I decided it was time to get myself back into the action. With my cock still in hand, I climbed up on the creaking, squeaking bed and placed my hand on Jennifer's lower back as I squatted behind her. Once she sensed my presence, Jennifer looked over her left shoulder and grinned at me through the hair that was obscuring her face. She then slowed down, sitting on Miles's prick and grinding on the man while I used both hands on her ass to spread it nice and wide for me. Then I used one hand to hold her tight, red hole open while using my free hand to slip my dick into the opening. Jennifer's hot ass had been tight when I fucked it the first time, but now it was entirely something else. Miles's cock in her pussy made it an all the more constricted fit into Jennifer's alternate entrance, but I managed to sink my whole shaft inside her as she cried out all the while from being filled by two guys. Once Miles and I were both balls-deep inside the woman, I put my hands on her ass and went right to fucking it. Miles stirred beneath me and thrust in and out of Jennifer's pussy while I was already doing the same in her ass. Once we really got going, Jennifer pushed herself up and held her body halfway between the two of us boys as we continued to saw in and out of her tight holes. The shift in position seemed to really work for Jennifer, whose moans grew louder and seemed more and more to indicate pleasure rather than pain. It didn't matter either way to us boys, though, who grunted and sweated as we just focused on nailing this girl like a whore whether she enjoyed it or not. Our cocks plunged in and out of those tight, squelching holes over and over again as the mattress creaked beneath us. I leaned farther and farther over Jennifer until my chest was on her back and her hair in my face, all the while gripping her sexy hips. Jennifer cried out and urged us on, moaning louder and louder until, much to my surprise, she announced she was cumming. Jennifer then screamed loudly, collapsing onto Miles, I falling with her so that she was immediately tightly sandwiched between him and me as her body convulsed from an unlikely orgasm. Miles and I continued to saw in and out of the girl, our bodies slapping against hers repeatedly straight through her climax and beyond until we decided to flip her over again. For the final round, we had Jennifer's chest facing up again with Miles still on his back while I hovered over the chick. Once Miles was back in Jennifer's butt and I was in her pussy, we went right back to roughly fucking her to our hearts' content. Jennifer's legs bounced on my hips as her body rocked back and forth between us men as we nailed her ass and pussy simultaneously over and over again as we both worked ourselves up to orgasm. This time, Jennifer held onto the comforter with tightly clenched fists while I held onto her legs and thrust deep and hard into her cunt. Miles was reaching from behind Jennifer and squeezing Jennifer's boobs while he deeply thrust in and out of her tight ass as the bitch grunted and cursed. We were all coated with sweat in that hot, steamy room while Jennifer's bed sounded to be on the verge of breaking as our three bodies rocked upon it. Jennifer could do little other than stay still, aside from her legs' thrashing as she was pounded in both her ass and pussy. Miles's and my cocks took turns going into Jennifer hard and fast until all the sensations of the double-penetration threesome caught up with me and had me barely able to hold off unloading inside my ex. "Want us to cum all over that pretty face?" I panted, overwhelmed with lust as I prepared to ejaculate. "Yeah!" Jennifer shouted after laughing. Finally, I pulled out of Jennifer's tight, wet and now used pussy and got off the bed. Jennifer followed right behind me, jumping off Miles's prick and hopping to her knees in front of me. Before Miles was even able to join us on the floor, I was stroking my cock and shooting spurts of cum all over Jennifer's grinning face. Miles was standing on the other side of Jennifer and jerking off by the time I was finishing up my work on Jennifer. With my cum streaming down her nose and cheeks, Jennifer, still smiling, turned to face my friend just as he, too, unloaded on her. His seman accompanied mine on Jennifer's face to cover the right side of it almost entirely while enough of it dripped down the other side of her face as well. After accepting her first double-facial, Jennifer slowly stood to her feet, beaming despite the rough, degrading treatment she had just received. Miles and I were catching our breath, and I know I was having enough trouble trying to just stand up straight as my knees shook from my orgasm. As we boys got dressed, Jennifer simply remained clothed in only high heels and cum, her messy hair and grinning mouth joining that wardrobe to accentuate her sexiness. With still no change to her appearance, Jennifer eventually walked us boys to the door. I struggled internally, one part of me wanting this moment to be the last time I ever saw Jennifer, while the other part clung to her all the more desperately due to our accelerated sexual relationship. As I determined to be resolute as I exited that apartment, Jennifer made one more attempt to catch me in her trap. "I'm happy to do this again any time you want," she said seductively, standing behind the door just enough so no one outside the apartment would see the cum that was now dripping down from her cheek to neck. My knees got weak again, and, just like that, she had me yet again.