Spitroasting mom

It was a hot summer night and I was feeling frisky. I lounged on the couch in my thin, silky nightie, sipping a glass of red wine. The house was quiet and I was feeling relaxed, a little tipsy from the alcohol.

That’s when Carl and Ben walked in, home from college for the summer. We chatted and laughed for a while, but as the night wore on, I could feel the tension growing between us. I couldn’t help but notice the way my sons were looking at me, with a hungry, lustful glint in their eyes.

I knew I should probably call it a night and head to bed, but I was feeling bold and reckless. So when Carl tugged at the neckline of my nightie, exposing my large, heaving breasts, I didn’t stop him.

“Y-you two are… naughty,” I hiccuped as they both leaned in to suck on a tit. Their hot mouths felt so good as they lapped and nibbled at my sensitive nipples.

Then Carl stood up, undoing his belt as he did so. “Get her on all fours on the floor, bro,” he said to Ben, his voice husky with desire. “I am so fucking horny.”

“Oh… w-what are… are y-you doing?” I slurred my words, slightly drunk.

Ben reached out to pull my pliant body off the couch, helping me onto the floor. “Let us take care of you, mom,” he said, his voice low and seductive. “We’re going to make you feel so good.”

I couldn’t believe what was happening. My own sons, both tall and handsome, were stripping off their clothes and preparing to take me in a hot, steamy threesome.

Carl positioned himself behind me. He grabbed my wide hips, pulling me back towards him as he entered me from behind. I let out a loud, wanton moan as he filled me up, his thick, hard cock stretching my pussy wide. “Fuck, mom, you’re so tight,” he groaned.

Ben, meanwhile, stood in front of me, his massive cock pointing straight at my face. “Go ahead, mom,” he urged. “Suck my dick.”

I opened my mouth, eager to taste my son’s manhood. He slid his cock between my lips and I began to suck him eagerly, my tongue swirling around the head. I could taste the salty precum leaking from the tip.

The two brothers worked in tandem, Carl pounding into me from behind while Ben fucked my mouth. I was so drunk and horny that I let them use me however they wanted, moaning and squirming with pleasure on their cocks.

“Mmmmpphh!” I moaned loudly around Ben’s shaft, the sound of my big ass cheeks slapping against Carl’s abs filling the room. “Ahh fuck, Ben, her pussy feels so fucking good,” Carl grunted as he went faster, slamming into me hard. Ben moaned and then smirked, “Fuck she’s throating my cock like a pro.”

They were both so big and virile, and I could feel them getting even harder inside of me as they lost themselves to their lust. I was practically seeing stars from all the intense, taboo pleasure, drunk enough to let them do anything they wanted to me.

“Oh fuck, oh god yes! Don’t stop!” I screamed as I felt both of them reaching their peaks. Ben grunted loudly and I felt the first hot spurt of his cum hitting the back of my throat. I swallowed eagerly as he pumped load after load into my mouth and down my throat.

At the same time, I felt Carl’s cock swell and then erupt inside of me, his hot, thick seed filling me up. “Fuuuck take it, mom!” He growled, holding my hips tight as he emptied his big balls deep in my cunt. I could feel his cum flooding my pussy, overflowing out around his shaft.

Finally, they pulled out of me with a wet plop, leaving me dripping with their combined juices. I collapsed onto the floor, completely satisfied and utterly exhausted. As I drifted off to sleep, I could feel their seed leaking out of my well-used holes.

The last thought I had before I passed out was that I couldn’t wait for the next time I could let my hung, virile sons use me again for their pleasure.