0 comments/ 12952 views/ 3 favorites Andrea's Untold Beauty By: qualitywheat This is a story of utter love, dark lesbianism, and incest. If you don't like my stories, then please ride on by, you are not needed. Andrea Walker was a phenomenon, in twelve months she had out grown herself, she had been 5ft and a bit, now she was a 5ft 10" wonderful statuesque beauty. She had weighed in at around 90lbs. Now she turned the scales at 130lbs. And no one knew why. Her parents had been unable to keep pace with her clothing, and turning from an almost ugly duckling into the wondrous sleek, elegant beautiful black swan she now was. Her body had gone from the near elfin bean pole, to the superb sleek feline graceful one looking back at her from her mirror, and all in that wild twelve months. She had always been pretty facially, but always lagged behind the other girls when it came to the boys. Now at 18 years and a bit, and also still a virgin, she knew she could have the pick of almost any one of them in her school, never mind class. On top of her now 5ft 10" frame was her afro hair, it was neither tight, nor over curly, it had waves in it. She loved the black silk feel of it in her fingers, cut to her neck, it bushed around her lovely head like a black gold halo, and this gave her an appearance of being even taller. The descendant of African heritage, she was completely at home in her smooth milk chocolate skin. Her fine arched eyebrows over huge dark magnetic eyes, set between a pert upturned button nose, guarded by high cheek bones, above fabulous round pouting lips, the upper one slightly larger than the lower, and a lovely, but strong chin. Her smile now could dazzle people, brighter than the lash of a lightening strike. She had strong white even teeth. No one who knew her, but hadn't seen her for a while were all shocked by the terrific change in the now beautiful woman they observed. Her body had grown in style with her face, from being almost straight up and down; she now swept and flowed where it all mattered. Wide shoulders smooth and rounded, high firm taut breasts that tipped to upturned nipples, that were darker than her, and touch sensitive, ½" long, and ½" wide. Flowing to a narrow waist, sweeping hips held up by legs that other women would die for, and men drooled over. While she had been emerging from her unknown cocoon, she had shunned everyone, especially the boys who were watching with more than passing interest, the growing of before their very eyes, beauty. But she was sensible enough to attach herself to a boy, simply to keep the others away from her. She didn't love him, never let him touch her, she certainly didn't touch him, and only gave him an obligatory kiss on the cheek. He soon tired of it, but it was months before they parted, and now she was ready, she felt, to take on the world. There was one boy who she did had an inkling for, he was Peter Jackson, who lived not too far from her, he was in another class, and was as popular with the girls in school as any boy could be. She decided he was the one, all she had to now was to get him. He was about 1" taller than her, well built, without being overly powerful looking; she wasn't too keen on that. He was what girls would call dishy, longish wavy blond hair, happy disposition and was popular all round. He got good grades, his future looked bright and promising, Yes, she thought, I'll have him. And with that in mind she set about enticing him. It was easy, her flashing eyes, her suggestive smile had him wanting to chat with her, get to know her. She brushed him off a few times but he kept coming back, then the dark beauty reeled him in, he was hooked and under lock and key. Andrea was herself soon falling for him, they made the best looking couple in school. And his mother, who was deputy head at their school, was delighted for them both. Andrea could see where Peter got his blond good looks. Mrs Jackson was sight to behold in her own right. She was also the object of just about every boy in school. She knew she wa either widowed or divorced, she hadn't asked because she didn't like to. That would become apparent later. Peter was gagging to have sex with Andrea, 'No,' she had told him, 'I'm a virgin, and I'm staying one for a while too, so you'll have to wait, or go elsewhere,' she told him. He didn't want anyone else, so reluctantly, he decided to bide his time and wait for her. It seemed that every passing day Andrea grew more and more beautiful not only to look at, but in her ever growing graceful, and womanly ways. Her looks became more beguiling, more interesting, and she was learning that what she had was a gateway to her secured future, one of her own choosing. Not one of someone else's, but she now was in love with Peter, she hadn't expected this, had no knowledge of what love really was, she only knew that she liked it, and she liked how she felt about it. Peter for his part felt much the same way, he had no knowledge either of what love was, except that the only person he had ever loved was his mother, that was unconditional. The fact that he knew she was a beautiful desirable woman was because all his friends had told him so. She was an MILF, he of course was more than embarrassed that his long time widowed mother, was the object of such juvenile yearnings. But if anyone were to find out that he had actually jacked off over her he would die! Even Andrea, who he was growing closer and closer to, never knew of his inner secrets. Upper most in his mind was getting Andrea to let him make love, or learn to make love with. He was dying for it, he had a constant hard on for her, among lots of other boys his age at school, but Andrea only had eyes for him. He didn't know it but he was getting closer and closer to the day when his world would blow his balls out of earth gravity. She was letting him feel her body, and unknown to him, she was teaching him, she only knew that he had to learn her, to understand her. The way nature intended such a sensuous beauty could only be understood. Andrea didn't understand her inner self this way yet, but she was becoming more and more aware of what she was, and also what she had. She only knew what was inside of her, that it was more important than could ever be explained. After another month had passed she decided he was ready to be allowed her delights, she had started taking g the pill in readiness. She had him at home on her own, she got him in the bedroom where he willingly went at her bidding. Getting him on his back while still fully dressed, the dark skinned sensuous beauty, kneeled over him. Andrea kissed him, he sensed something, but was unsure, she scared him at times. Not physically but in his head. As she kissed him passionately, she told him, "You know I love you Peter don't you?" "Yes Andrea, I do know, and I love you baby, I really do." His excitement was already near its peak. His prick was throbbing, and begging for her attention. "You had better, because one day you and I will be man and wife, so don't get any ideas about any one else or you are dead!" Peter laughed, then almost choked as she grabbed his young hard cock through his trousers, her eyes held him in her power. "Andrea," he groaned. "Yes baby, I know," she told him, "I'm here for you baby." Her hand smoothly working his prick, he couldn't control himself any further, he shot his load right there in his pants. Her mouth locked on his and held him still until he finished pumping out what seemed liken gallons of young cum! Still kissing him, she let him rest and relax as he lay prone before her, and in some embarrassment, she started undressing him. She had him naked, his cock still proud and strong, wanting more of her. Andrea stood and locked her mesmerising eyes on his, then slowly and seductively removed her short skirt, top and shoes. Peter's breath stuck in his throat, he knew full well how beautiful she was, but naked she had all the force of a nuclear bomb going off inside his chest. Climbing on the bed with him, she lay at his side, pulled his arm around her and whispered to him. "Do you want me Peter?" He needed no further asking. He lifted himself into position; her hand took him and guided him to the Promised Land. He sank down and was engulfed by Andrea's hot and slick love channel, soon he was all the way in, he went off like a train. "No Peter, slow down, we have all the time in the world." She told him gently. He did as she said, he had just unloaded so somehow knew he was good to go for longer. As they writhed around under and on each other, Peter's mind exploded with joy, happiness, and utter love for this black beauty who had completely captured his heart, and he knew now, forever. Andrea loved him as equally, giving her all to him, they became firm and lasting lovers. They talked of marriage for the future, after parental meetings, she moved in, Peter, Andrea, and his mother Suzanne were happy. Peter would tell his jealous friends that he lived with the two most beautiful women in town, probably the world, he would bragg! Andrea and Suzanne became closer and closer, Andrea was taller by about 4", and outweighed her, but that was all the difference between them. Suzanne's soft blond loveliness enthralled Andrea. She fell in love with her too, not in the sexual sense but in a respectful way. But she wondered why Suzanne never went out with anyone, man or woman. A lovely such as her ought to have some one, she would tell herself. She even broached the subject with her but Suzanne was guarded to say the least. "Peter would give you one Suzanne," she said in her head, wondering what Suzanne would think about that if she even knew. Suzanne asked her what she was grinning at. Then one day as term end was approaching, her life was tipped on its beautiful head. Andrea as usual, was the first into the gym, the last to leave, the last into the showers, the last to come out. And the last to change and to go home. This day one of the girls, a blond one who was very good looking, didn't have a boyfriend, and no one knew if she was gay or not, was still there, languidly taking her time, her locker was next to Andrea's. She asked how she was, stretching her supple white lithe body in front of the dark skinned goddess there next to her. The girl suddenly pinched Andrea's nipples, both of them. Andrea's reaction was to bend and half crouch in surprise, the girl was on her in a moment, Andrea found herself on the mat, on her back and the girl was kissing her. Her tongue found hers, her fingers locked on to a nipple and Andrea inexplicably felt a tingle of pure arousal whip through her. Her surprise was such that she couldn't form a resistible response, the girl cemented her position and kept kissing Andrea's soft brown lips. Andrea saw above her, blond hair waving about as the girl moved her locked lips on hers. Her fingers tugging and twisting the super sensitive nipple, and was getting the better of her, then the girls inner thigh applied rubbing pressure to her pussy. Andrea had never once been in any sort of relationship with a girl, she had never even thought about it. But her body was telling her that this was good, that it liked it. While these were running through her mind, the girl continued her work; she now had Andrea right where she wanted her, where she had dreamed of having her. The black beauty was succumbing, she knew, and almost cheered as she felt Andrea relaxing and sinking. Pressing her knee tight into Andrea's now aching pussy Andrea gave up the fight. The blond had conquered her, she laid back under her and waited to see what was going to happen. The girl let go of her screaming nipple and slid into her pussy, where her finger tips and thumb brought Andrea to the boil. Andrea began to feel the girls body, they were both taking advantage of the other. Andrea had her first ever cum with another girl, it blew her apart, it was majestic. She gasped for breath, moaned and groaned. Then she 69nd her, Andrea was in total shock and surprise to see her blond pussy dropping on to her open mouth, soon however she was sucking and licking it, as the girl returned the compliment. They spent a full two hours there on the mat, when they could take no more they shared loving kisses and lots of giggles and thanks to each other. What changed in Andrea was, she loved the feel of another woman, there was no way it could ever replace Peter, but it had been so good, so different and so unusual. She would be forever grateful to her for doing what she had done. What she didn't know was it was the girls last day, and that was why she had taken the chance to get Andrea, a one time deal that had worked fantastically. Andrea resumed her life, what had happened would stay locked in her heart forever, and no one would ever know. But she found herself appraising Peter's mother, Suzanne was a lovely gorgeous woman, she remembered how the blond girl had been and began to wonder if Suzanne was of that ilk, but how to find out? Andrea would occasionally bring up women and gay relationships, watching carefully for Suzanne's reactions, if any. Two months later she took the view that yes, Suzanne was of that ilk, but why keep it a secret or not pursue it? Then her thoughts turned to maybe finding out herself, to maybe letting her know she might herself be interested. But that was difficult thing to do, but what Andrea didn't know was that Suzanne had had relationships with other women, she could never bring herself to go with another man. But other women were on the menu if applicable. The last time the older blond lovely had been with a woman was at a teacher training conference she had a attended, a three day one. The woman, or girl had tagged onto Suzanne right from the start, and on the second night she invited her to her room for a drink. "Hmmm," Suzanne thought, "maybe I'm going to get lucky?" She did and she was. The auburn haired married twenty four year old never made any pretence of why she had invited her to her room. She just went straight in and took her, Suzanne had the time of her life for two consecutive nights, the woman had her every where, and every hole got filled. She was a very happy woman when she left, she had taken her number, but refused to give hers, she wanted the contact control in her hands and no one else's. Andrea slaved over what to do, she was almost certain now that Suzanne was up for a laugh, but what to do? She was getting more and more personal, and Suzanne seemed to be responding, would she respond to a full on assault? Then she remembered how that girl had taken her in the gym, would that work? She knew she was stronger and bigger, but the havoc that could ensue from a forced seduction. Andrea decided it would, then it wouldn't, she was beating herself up on it. But fate took a hand, Peter announced he was going on a fishing trip with his best friend, he apologised profusely, saying he wouldn't go if Andrea disapproved. It turned out it was a Saturday, Sunday thing, and she thought for all of one second, but kept him waiting for her answer. Saturday came; Peter went off leaving Andrea and his mother alone for the weekend. She was in their bedroom trying to decide to do it or not. Not realising that she was dressing already how she had seen herself in her head. Bare footed, the shortest skirt she had, it also had a very seductive split up the side to the top, showing off a glorious toned thigh, it was held with two press studs. Her top had a tiny velcro strip that held it in place and could be removed in a moment. She did her face, not that much was required, her hair she did as she knew Suzanne loved, she looked in the mirror, "how could she refuse or resist me?" she thought. Taking a deep breath she walked to the top of the stairs and called down to her. "Yes Andrea?" she replied. "Have you got a minute Suzanne please?" "Okay, I'm coming." Suzanne answered. Mmmm, thought Andrea, I nearly am too! She couldn't believe that she was actually about to go ahead, was there time to stop this? No, she decided. Suzanne appeared wearing her little white satin bathrobe, and also barefooted. Her long blond hair was loosely piled up and she looked ravishing, Andrea thought, and that was the point of no return, it had been and gone! She briefly thought of this new Andrea, I know I'm not all lez, she told herself, but I have to admit I like women too now, that's something I didn't know of. Andrea took her hand and led her into her own bedroom, Suzanne happily followed. There Andrea took another deep breath, reached for the bow tying Suzanne's robe together, and pulled it open, she had slid it from her soft white skinned shoulders, and down to the floor before she reacted to her. Stepping closer to her, Suzanne breathed, "What are you doing Andrea?" not realising what was about to happen. Andrea put her arms around Peter's mother and brought her lips to bear. Suzanne gasped and tried to pull away, but Andrea lifted and carried her on to the bed where she took control, as the girl in the gym had done with her. Andrea stopped her protests with her kiss and tongue, her fingers seeking Suzanne's nipples. This charged Suzanne into action, she struggled to stop her but soon found out she couldn't. She tried twisting away, but hardly moved, this gave Andrea more grip, and was soon on top of her, firmly holding her down. Suzanne could feel the heat emanating from her son's girlfriend. It was as charged as electrical particles surging through her. The gorgeous black beauty lifted her lips from Suzanne and gazed at her. Suzanne's mouth was wide open in surprise, she looked up at her black captor, and suddenly understood what was happening, her pussy pulsed, her nipples hardened, her soft tender body shivered and tingled. "Andrea?" she whispered, trying to make sense of her sudden entrapment. Somehow Andrea knew that Suzanne didn't have the fight in her. "Are you going to fight me Suzanne, because you will lose if you do," she told her. "I have thought a lot about this, and if I'm wrong about you, then I will suffer the consequences." Suzanne took a deep breath, this was something she wanted and needed, it had been quite a long time since her secret liaison with the married teacher she had met at the conference. But she hadn't expected it to be with Andrea, her son's beautiful and alluring black girlfriend. "No Andrea," she admitted, "I'm not going to fight you, I can't." Andrea felt a gigantic happy relief flow through her, she wasn't wrong, Suzanne did like women, she felt she could see into the future, she had Peter, and now if things worked out, she would have his mother, who was also the gorgeous school deputy head too. She kissed her then and Suzanne fell into place under her soon to be deep and dark lover. Andrea had no idea that Suzanne had fantasised about her, wondering what it would be like to be taken, and to make love to by a black beauty such as her. Well, her unasked prayers were being answered. She would never have made any sort of approach to Andrea, she was her son's pride and joy, she knew how much he loved her. But that hadn't stopped her having orgasms on her own, imagining Andrea making her. Andrea gave way to the hold she had on Peter's mother, they began to explore, soon Suzanne was taking the lead, but not in a dominant way, she just had more experience than Andrea. But Suzanne liked being the dominated one, and let Andrea know by telling her. "I prefer being the submissive type, without being slavish," she her between hot kisses. Andrea picking up on that began to assert her prominent role over the blond and beautiful older woman below her. Andrea immediately forced her on to her back and began treating her to a rough lesson in love. Suzanne arched her back as Andrea's fingers found there mark in her hot pussy. Andrea's Untold Beauty "Suzanne," she told her, "did you know you are the schools MILF? All the boys want you, including two girls that I know of?" "Yes Andrea I do know," she gasped, as her fingers tortured their way inside her, "it's too hard to miss, and the two girls, I know who they are, don't you worry. But I have been hankering after one girl though." "Who's that?" Andrea asked, alarmed. "Can't you guess? Why you of course silly, who did you think I meant?" Suzanne said. "Don't you do that to me again," Andrea pretend shouted, she flipped her over and spanked her boyfriends mothers ass. Then Suzanne was flipped back and Andrea mounted her head to toe, sinking her dark lovely head between the creamy blond thighs of Suzanne, She capitulated immediately. Moaning and attacking Andrea's proffered pussy, eating the dark cherry lips, the silken hot internals, sucking the clit lying on her lips. Both women ate the other intensely. And neither heard the door downstairs opening, and neither heard the call, that stated. "Hi, I'm home, where are you?" It was Peter; his friend had had a call saying his mother was ill so they had returned there and then. He dropped his bag on the floor, removed his heavy boots, and the rest of his outside clothing, and made for upstairs. As he neared the top his ears picked up funny sounding noises, he wondered what they were; he listened a little, and decided they were coming from his mother's bedroom. Thinking she was on her own and maybe doing something very private and having some fun, he silently made his way there and peered through the crack in the door jamb. What he saw nearly dropped him to the floor. She was having some fun alright! His mother was on her back, on her bed, and at about 45 degrees to him. Her head was the nearest, he could see her blond hair, her lower arms were moving, he could see her lower legs also moving, and he could definitely hear her moaning, and the moaning was from arousal. And the reason he knew all this was, because Andrea was sat on his mother's face, her knees over her arms trapping her. She was obviously torturing her nipples, and making his mom suck and lick at her pussy. Then she reached forward, and scraping nails and fingers in, around and over his mom's pussy. He stared in awe at the sight of Andrea's shapely back, the sculptured poise of her. Her assured posture, the firm knowledge that this was her domain. The happy aroused grunt, groans, mewls and moans were all testament to that. His mother was loving this, then he saw her legs swing outwards, her knees rising, her feet kicking sideways, her arms flapping, her ass jumping form the bed. And finally the muffled screech that hollered, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" He watched in total amazement as Andrea screwed her own ass and pussy down on his mother, watching from the doorway, the unmistakable signs he knew so well now. It was Andrea's turn to cum, and he saw her scrunch down on his mother while she did. His mother's head moved under her, she was getting as much of Andrea's sweet nectar as possible. Peter suddenly realised his cock was harder than he thought it had ever been, he yanked open his jeans and jacked off quickly, splashing his juice all over the door in front of him. Hand on the wall, he recovered, then he left, he went down, gathered his things and shot off. Not wanting Andrea or his mother to know he had watched them, that they were lovers. But the strange thing was, it excited him beyond belief, he felt no disgust at the sexual arousal it had caused him. And it was obvious to him that Andrea was the top dog, or was it bitch. He sniggered at that thought, but knowing your own mother was a lesbian, or a bisexual? He telephoned an hour later saying he was on his way back and why, when he arrived both of them were in the kitchen, but as soon as he walked in he could smell the excited tension between them, the room was alive! He kissed his mothers cheek, looked at her, and said. "Mom you are excited about something, what is it?" And then he looked at Andrea. If she could have coloured up, she would have been beet red! His mother certainly went bright red, she too looked at Andrea, as if asking for help. Turning the screw, Peter happily asked. "Come on you two, you've been up to something, you can't fool me, I know you both too well?" He stepped to Andrea and kissed her full on the lips, she smelled of his mother! Suzanne hurried away and into her sitting room, leaving Andrea on the spot. "What could we possibly have been up to babes?" she asked, "you haven't been gone very long." Her arms went around his neck and Andrea gave him her very best loving kiss. "I do love you baby," she told him. "I know Andrea, and I love you too with all my heart." He replied. Not quite knowing yet how to bring it up, he delayed talking about until he had set his mind on the path to confrontation. He realised that if he could entice her into admitting it, he could have some real fun and games. His mother came back and said, she was going to go shopping. This gave Peter a few hours to be alone with Andrea. He almost dragged her upstairs, he was as horny as he could ever remember. "Andrea, did you get that lube I asked you to get?" he said. "Why yes of course I did Peter, why, what is it for?" she asked in all innocence. "You know I love you, but do you trust me completely?" "Yes Peter of course I do." He never said anything, he and she started to make love, Peter paying particular attention to her little dark and crinkly little back hole. Andrea loved the attention he paid to it. It was a very erogenous zone for her, she didn't know that in a minute Peter would be up to his nuts in there very soon. He turned her over, lay down on her and slid his prick into her glorious pink nether hole, greased himself up, pulled back and slipped straight into her ass. He knew she would try and eject it, but wasn't sure how, so he had a hold on her as he did the deed, she jumped and shouted at him, Peter held on forcing his solid prick all the way in before she managed to throw him off, almost breaking his prick in half, he fell away laughing, she turned to him and intended to beraste him, but seeing him in mirth she relented and laughed with him, but her hand went o her ass, and she said. "Ooooh, Peter that hurt, why didn't you say you wanted me there, I would have let you?" He hugged her. "I do want you there Andrea, I want you every where." It was his honest reply. So Andrea turned back around and told him to be careful. Peter had the time of his life buried deep in her dark secret place that only he would ever sample. Soon he was erupting in her, the feel of her toned ass pressing into him as he slapped home engendered that as much as his prick being where it was. Andrea came too, it took a bit longer than usual but she came never the less, the feel of thick hard muscle was something very new, something she knew she was going to get used to, and very entertaining, she loved a cock in her ass! When Peter slid of of her she made sure he was slow and gentle, she turned to him, and he saw the look of love in her eyes, even in their tender years both knew what they had, and what they had found. And both of their minds turned to his mother. Andrea knew Peter would have to know about her and Suzanne before he found out some other way. He was thinking of how to get involved now himself. "Andrea," he ventured, "have you any idea why mom never goes out with guys any more? I've asked her but she just shrugs and says she's not interested in them, they cause her too much grief, especially the boys at school." This made Andrea giggle, she already knew that. "Do you think she might be interested in only women now then?" he said, hoping he was wrong. "Not only women Peter, she is into men too, but he has to be more than special, someone she can trust, your mom has been hurt in the past, you know that baby?" Peter took the plunge. "This may sound weird Andrea, but if she is into women, why don't you be er, erm, er, nice to her, see what happens?" "Peter Jackson, are you asking me to try to have a relationship with your mother? I'm beginning to think you have other ideas, are you wanting to try her yourself, you are a randy sod Peter!" Without admitting he knew about her and his mother, he said. "Mom would welcome you with open arms as it were Andrea, she loves you almost as much as me. I'll tell you what, do it for me, please Andrea, do it for me?" his heart felt plea worked. Andrea responded as he prayed she should, she pretended to think about it, before saying. "Well since you put it like that, then I'll try, but you have to go out, away for a while, okay?" she told him. "And as you've just said," he reminded her, "if she is looking for a special guy, well, there is one already living here, I'm special Andrea, aren't I? You keep telling me that, and on top of everything, if we can make mom happy and satisfied, then there would be no greater achievement to be had in our lives, except you and me." She looked at him open mouthed. "You ought to be in politics Peter, you've present your argument in a way that defies objective reason!" "So we are on, me you, and the target is mom, you are in charge Andrea, as always." He told her. This she liked, to be in control. "Can you go back on your fishing trip?" she asked him. "I'm on it," he said, and rang his pal who was happy to go again, his mother was ok and no problems were envisaged. In an hour they had left. And five minutes later, Suzanne was moaning and mewling again under Andrea. Andrea had never even thought of the way Suzanne would react, she loved being seductively dominated, the sublime, heart stopping submissive feeling washed her mind and her senses away. That weekend was spent in a fog as afar as she was concerned, Andrea made her cum as never before, she had her all over the house, even on her knees, head buried in Andrea's snatch as she chatted to Peter on the phone. She secretly phoned Peter on the Sunday morning, telling him not to come home smelly and dirty, that she would have his mother in a position where refusal of him would not be and option. All he had to do was, be naked and ready for action, silent, and clean. And that he would see what she had in mind when he entered his mother's bedroom. The time was set for exactly 4pm, not a second before and not a second after. Andrea kept Suzanne on the boil from 12am through all the afternoon, and keeping an eye on the clock she got Suzanne under her, mounting her face, knees over her arms, pussy and gorgeous ass tight down, nipples between her fingers. She was herself facing the bedroom door. Settling down on her she instructed her lover to go to work on her or she wouldn't allow her to cum at all! She smiled as she saw him silently enter, his cock was hard already, he had been watching from the crack in the door. Andrea poised her fingers to her lips, saying, shush! He approached, Andrea indicated for him to climb softly on to the bed and get between his mothers knees. She then placed her hands on the insides of Suzanne's knees and lifted them, sliding her hands up to her feet. Holding her by the ankles and spreading them wide apart. Her ass was pointing in an upward direction, perfectly aligned for her son's prick to spear her. Suzanne was now wide open to the imminent attack on her pussy. Shuffling forward Peter leaned as far back as he could so that when he shot forward he would go all the way in in one hit. His knees under his mother's ass, he pointed his thick engorged prick at his mother's super slick pussy and plunged in. Suzanne's natural reaction was to jerk her legs up ans tense them, Andrea held her ankles tight and sat back down hard on her face, now she was held and unable to reject the intruder. She couldn't even shout out, her face covered as it was by her powerful aggressor. Peter pulled out and slapped it back in again, soon he was banging her hard, very hard. Suzanne couldn't even think of building a resistance to the cock ploughing in and out of her. Peter had her thighs in his grasp, Andrea had her ankles giving him all the purchase he needed to ram and rut his mother. Andrea called out over her shoulder to her, "cum when you're ready Suzanne, go on let it go." It was all she needed to hear, she erupted with a powerful squirt of cum around her son's cock spreading it all over his lower abdomen. Andrea slid off her, Peter lowered himself down and really got into his stride. His mother stared at him in utter astonishment, but there was nothing she could do to stop the terminal like onslaught her son was visiting upon her, she began to cum again, then again, soon her climaxes were totalling her, she held him in her arms, her legs now free, encircled him. She looked up at Andrea who smiled in admiration for the view in front of her. "Go for it Suzanne, take what's being offered, accept what's being given. We are doing this solely for you because we love you, go on girl," and squeezed her nipples again, "go for it." Suzanne let it all go then, all the years of denial were swept away in one torrid climax that comatosed her. Peter shot his load into his now, limp mothers body. When she opened her eyes, the first things she saw were Peter and Andrea gazing down on her, she smiled weakly; they kissed her in turn, then kissed each other. "My god," she whispered to them, "just what happened?" "We decided that as you couldn't go out and get yourself someone, we would come to you mom," her son said, lovingly. "Well, I don't know what to say, I really don't, I never even expected Andrea, and definitely never expected you darling," she told her son with love in her eyes. "Well," Andrea said, " you have us both now, we have each other, and we have you, you got anything to say about that!" Her tone of voice was a challenge, one that Suzanne knew she wouldn't face. "No Andrea, I don't think I do, not knowing what I know now," she said, remembering the climaxes they had both made her have. Andrea reached for what was to her the most perfect cock in the world, tugged it, and said to him. "Any more gas in the tank Peter?" he smiled at that. "There's a whole weekends worth in there," he answered. She smiled at him and told him softly. "Well I have things to do, you and your mother get to know each other, you know what I mean," and she arched a lovely eyebrow. "You got it Andrea," he told her, leaning over to kiss her. Andrea left without a backward glance. Feeling a little embarrassed Suzanne tentatively grasped his wet and half limp dick. "More gas hey?" she smiled at him, "This is going to take some getting used to, especially when I'm at school, but shall we find out darling?" "There's plenty of gas left for you mom," he told her, "and you will get used to it, you're going to have to," he told as he dived on her and near split her in half, making her gasp in surprise at the power of her beautiful son. Suzanne gave herself over to the moment, never in her life could she have seen this coming, not only Andrea, but now her son, she had been taken completely by them both. And her love for her son and his beautiful milk chocolate girlfriend was genuine in the extreme. She would willingly submit to either one, both together or singularly. Suzanne knew her own inner desires would not let her return to the dark days she had just been plucked from. Peter set out to batter his mother like she had never been, his intent was obvious, leave no room for compromise, she had to be shown there was no way out, to be taught that she didn't want to find a way out. He accomplished every goal. His mother wailed in her climaxes, they bit deep into her soul. She looked intently into her son's eyes as he treated her to a cacophony of love and lust, and pure sexual need. And total domination. Suzanne fell into him, and Andrea, so deep that it would become a thing as normal as breathing. But to the outside world, she would still be the unattainable, alluring MILF, Mrs Jackson, and the enigma. The woman so lovely, any man would give all to her, and three or four of the female population in school too. She would smile, and say to her admirers in her head. "If you only knew, you people who would chase me if you could, That this weekend, I am having my ass taken away from me, first by Andrea, then by my son. And do you know what I think about that? I think I can't wait!" At school close, she hurried home to be there for when Andrea came in, followed by Peter. That night she had her ass penetrated by Andrea, she had even told her to go and buy the strap on that she wanted Andrea to use, she selected a sleek beautiful black one. Having the gorgeous girl on her back, while sitting on the dildo was magical. Looking down at the dark skinned beauty gave her untold orgasms by themselves. Peter took his mother's ass the following night, to give her time to get over Andrea pulverising her after she had had her fun while sitting on her. Peter had his mother face down squealing and begging to be let go, knowing all the while she wouldn't be, and knowing all the while that she really didn't want to be either. She stood in her kitchen the next day, waiting for her instructions from Andrea, she wasn't treated like a slave, she just obeyed everything she was told. She knew, and they did also, that she wasn't a submissive per se, but she loved submitting to their ways, she got tremendous satisfaction from just giving in, it was her loving duty to be there for her and Peter.