Mom made them do it

CHAPTER THREE

It had rained the night before, but when Susan got out of bed, the sun was already climbing high. The air was fresh, and the weather was a bit cooler.

It was also going to be a fine day for painting.

After breakfast, while she was mixing her paints, the incident of the day before came back to her. As long as she had known Jayne, Susan had no idea the beautiful woman was a cunt licker. She tried to search her conscience to see if there was remorse, a guilty feeling. But there was none. On the contrary, Susan had loved it. It had been extremely enjoyable. Jayne certainly knew what she was doing with that wicked tongue of hers.

When her children came in, wearing their togas once more, she was reminded of the proposal Jayne had made to her the day before. She looked at her son. He seemed so young to her for sure not old-enough to fuck, let alone fuck Jane, a woman his mother's age. Looking at her son, Susan imagined what he would look like with his cock stabbing into Jayne's cunt. She wondered if Tommy would like fucking Jayne. Then she thought of something else Jayne had told her Jayne had said all three of the kids; Tommy, Julie, and Robert were fucking with one another.

Susan looked at her daughter as she took her chair on the short platform. Julie didn't look like a girl that would fuck, and certainly not with two boys. But she also remembered watching them the other night fondling each other, Tommy's cock coming off into Julie's face. Appearances could be very deceiving she decided. She wondered if Julie loved being with the two at the same time, and what it would be like. She shivered slightly as she thought of two beautiful, extremely hard cocks going up inside her simultaneously.

Turning her gaze to Tommy, her eyes searched for his cock. He didn't have a hard on now. As she began dabbing at the canvas, she found her mind was on what Jayne had mentioned. She kept looking at her son as she painted. In her mind, she could see his lovely cock thrusting in and out of Jayne's hairy, hot cunt. It made her excited. Her pussy was becoming wet, her cut throbbing.

Within half an hour, Susan was so hot and excited, she could hardly concentrate. She went to the short platform and began to adjust the costumes. First she adjusted the toga her son was wearing, trying to reveal his cock without his knowing it. Then she worked on the toga her daughter was wearing. Susan pushed and pulled at Julie's toga until she had those long, creamy thighs exposed, and then she positioned Julie's knees. Returning to the canvas, she peered at what she had done.

Julie sat with her knees apart, one lower than the other. The toga was nearly in her lap. As Susan studied Julie, she felt there was something different about her today. Then she realized what that difference was and she gasped. Julie was not wearing a bra. Her pink nipples showed through the nearly transparent toga. She had not noticed that her tits could be seen through the cloth before. And Tommy was looking at those sweet tits, too. His cock was- starting to swell, and as it grew, that smooth, delicious cock-head came into Susan's view. His sister's tits weren't all he could see now that Susan had done her handiwork. He could gaze right up her smooth thighs to her cunt.

Susan sat on her high stool, watching her children. It was strange, she thought, that they had not caught on to what she had done with those togas. She didn't know what she was waiting for, but the tremors of pleasant excitement rumbling through her own body told her something would happen soon. It had to happen, she told herself. Her own tits were rubber hard, and her nipples pushed at the blouse she wore. Her cunt was throbbing and twitching hotly inside her paint-smeared jeans, and she wished now that she had worn a dress instead.

Susan called a break, and left the room. She went to her bedroom, her nerves tingling hotly. She found an old housedress and, after removing her blouse and jeans, pulled it over her head. It fit loose on her body, comfortably so. She thought for a moment, then stripped her panties off.

Returning to her studio, Susan came back to her children. Tommy's hand was under his sister's, toga. Julie had scooted down on the chair, her knees spread very wide. She was panting and gasping, her ass writhing. Susan stood there, not letting them know that she was watching. Tommy had his cock in his other hand, jacking on it slowly.

"Ohhh, Tommy!" Julie gasped. "You better stop

… mother will come back and catch you!'

"You're wet, Julie," Susan heard her son say. "You're wet and hot. I'll make you come fast."

"No, she'll catch us!" Julie wailed, but she made no effort to push her brother's hand away from her cunt. "Ooooh, Tommy, that feels good! Aiihh, I like your finger up my cunt, Tommy!"

Susan's pussy throbbed powerfully as she gazed at her children. Her eyes watched with burning desire as her son pumped on his cock. She could see his balls swinging, and there was not a single hair on them that she could see. She wished she could see Julie's cunt, with Tommy's finger stabbing into it. She leaned against the doorjamb as she watched, her legs feeling weak. Her tits became swollen and her nipples burgeoned out like twin peaks.

"Ohhh, you're gonna make me do it, Tommy!" Julie squealed. "Oooh, I'm gonna come!"

Julie's head was thrown back and her hips writhed and twisted excitedly. Susan's eyes blazed with steaming desire as she watched. She felt the strongest urge to let them know she was there, and to go to them and take her son's cock in one hand and her daughter's cunt in the other.

"Oh… oh… ohhhh! Tommy!" Julie shouted. "I'm coming! Ohhh, fuck it for me I'm coming!"

Susan moved out of the door and waited until they had regained their composure, then returned to her canvas. Tommy and Julie were sitting and kneeling there as if nothing had happened between them. Susan smiled, thrilled by what she had seen for the second time.

She sat back on her high stool, bringing one heel up. As she dabbed with her paints, her mind filled with erotic images, and she did hot realize that her son and daughter were peeking at her.

Tommy and Julie tried to hold back their giggles as they peeked at their mother. With that one knee up and spread outward, they could see her hairy cunt. Tony's cock grew even larger. Each time Susan looked at them, they had been quick in averting their eyes. But now Susan saw her son's cock saw how hard it was, with glistening moisture on his piss hole; and her pussy was throbbing and her tits were swollen. She was breathing fast with steamy desire. She sat on the stool, her painting forgotten. She was hardly aware that she was staring at his cock. She only knew that it was a cock and that it was very hard and she was bubbling with intense desire.

She did not even know when her daughter slipped off the chair and left the room. And she hardly knew what she was doing as she started walking slowly, unsteadily, toward her son. Her eyes saw nothing but his cock.

Tommy watched his mother, knowing she was gazing at his prick. He didn't move, and felt no fear whatsoever. He remained in his pose, on one knee, watching her. His cock throbbed, exposed underneath the toga. Susan stopped near him, her eyes down and on his prick. She was breathing hard and fast, and she kept licking her lips.

Suddenly, with a soft wild cry, Susan was on her knees before her kneeling son. She had his cock in one hand and his hairless balls in the other. She was moaning mindlessly as she stroked her fist back and forth on Tommy's cock, squeezing and tugging at his balls gently. Fluids collected at his piss hole, beading up and dripping down. The hard throbbing of his cock sent Susan's cunt into an almost convulsive orgasm.

Totally mesmerized, Susan jacked on her son's cock, slow and then fast. She pulled at his balls and rolled them in her hot palm. Her ass swayed gently in a revolving motion as she caressed and fondled his cock and balls.

Then Susan could stand it no longer. She darted her face toward her son's cock, and burned moist kisses all, over it; She lifted his balls and kissed them, moaning in a throaty, soft way all the time Her tongue darted forth and she licked his cock up and down. She flipped the tip of her tongue over the smooth head, and then over his dripping piss hole. The taste of his juices sent Susan's mind into a wild, reeling turmoil of delight.

She pulled her head back a few inches, gazed with hot eyes at his prick. "Ohhhhh!" She now had her son's cock in her mouth.

Tommy shivered as his mother closed her hot, wet lips around his throbbing cock. He was now on both knees, and his mother was on hers. He was on the short platform, so her face was level with his cock. He looked down at her, seeing her beautiful face pressing into his crotch.

Susan began to suck furiously on her son's throbbing, dripping prick. She growled softly and devoured him hungrily. One hand still pulled at his balls, the other slipped up and around to clutch at a small, muscular ass cheek. She held him tightly by his ass, pushing and pulling as she sucked. Her mouth was thrilled by his hot hardness, her tongue raced mindlessly over it. She sucked swiftly and greedily, mewling and whimpering. The taste of her son's cock was the most delicious thing she had ever had inside her mouth.

Susan now had her son's ass in both hands, pushing his cock deep into her hungry mouth. She pushed and pulled on his ass cheeks, making him fuck her in her hot mouth. Her cunt was boiling, ready to explode, and she was squealing softly as she sucked in a frenzy of ecstasy.

She was not even aware that Tommy was grunting and shaking in her hands. All she was aware of was his cock-his throbbing, ever so hard, sweetly dripping cock. Her mouth devoured him hungrily as her tongue swirled and licked. She loved the way the smooth head slipped against her throat, the hard, hot prick between her tightly clinging lips.

He was dripping a lot by now and Susan had to swallow frequently. She loved the taste of his juice as it ran over her tongue, filling her mouth. It had been so long since she had sucked a cock that her senses were blazing with desire. She wanted her son to shoot his thick slippery come juice into her mouth and over her licking tongue. She wanted to taste his come juice, wanted to swallow it.

Clutching at his tight ass with both hands, her fingers dug into his flesh, as She sucked furiously, thirstily on his throbbing prick. "Mmmmm" She was whimpering softly in boiling desire. "Mmmmm!"

Her lips twisted around his cock, sucking strongly as her tongue lapped in a frenzy; She shoved her face forward until her nose was against his lower stomach, his sweet balls at her chin. She closed her lips tighter as she sucked backward. She had just the smooth, swollen head between her lips, with her tongue licking his piss hole when Tommy came off.

The first spurt of his come juice coated her tongue and Susan wailed with ecstasy. She swallowed quickly and began racing her lips back and forth on his spewing cock, drinking the come juice as it squirted into her mouth, and ran down her throat. She squealed, whimpered, and groaned with delight. She clung to his cock until there was not another drop of come juice. She licked softly and gently at his piss hole, then pulled her lips away.

Without looking at her son Susan got to her feet and went back to her canvas. Slid once again onto the high stool, and them Julie returned. Susan's mind was working once again, and she realized with a slight shock that sucking her son's cock had only taken her a minute or less.

As Julie resumed her pose, Susan finally looked at her son. He was acting as if nothing had happened, and this amused her. As she began once more to dab with paint, she hooked her heel on the stool, allowing her knee to swing wide. When she had sucked her son's cock off, she hardly knew what she was doing, being led only by an overwhelming urge, but she was totally aware now. She could find no remorse in her mind. She had enjoyed it, loved sucking Tommy's cock off.

Now, when her son or daughter glanced her way, Susan knew they could see up her housedress and see that she was not wearing panties. It thrilled her to know her children could peek up her dress and see her naked, hairy cunt. She was still hot from sucking Tommy off and her hairy pussy was throbbing away. Delicious, pleasant ripples of pleasure ran through her.

Finally she called it a day.

"That's enough for now, kids," she said, her voice unusually low.

Tommy and Julie relaxed. Susan put her paints away and made a big pretense of ignoring them. Once, when she looked at her son, she winked at him, receiving a wide grin in reply.

"You can change," Susan told them, "if you want."

She watched them leave, and saw that Julie had done something to her toga. It was very high now, much higher than the length Susan had made it. The curves of her daughter's ass were revealed. Susan stared at her daughter's back, seeing her smooth, inviting thighs and the lower curves of her sweet ass cheeks. My God, she thought, my children are actually beautiful! And those bodies. Mmmmm! Susan realized, without feeling shocked, that she would enjoy licking on her daughter's body, too.

She went down the hall to her room, intending to shower again. She had paint on her hands, and sometimes had trouble getting it off.

The door to Tommy's room was closed, but Julie's door was wide open. From behind the closed door she could hear them.

"She did, too!" Tommy said.

"I don't believe you, Tommy," Julie replied. "I wasn't gone long enough for mother to suck you off."

"But she did," Tommy insisted. "It didn't take long because I was so fucking hot and she really sucked me fast! She let me come in her mouth, even!"

"You tell so many fucking lies, Tommy Meyers," Julie's voice came to Susan. "I never know when you're telling the truth anymore. Mother wouldn't suck your cock off. Jack it off for you, maybe, but not suck on it!"

"Why don't you suck it and see if you like it, Julie?" Tommy asked his sister.

"Not me!" Julie replied. "You piss with that thing. I wouldn't ever put a cock in my mouth! People don't do that, Tommy. That's why a girl has a cunt and a boy has a cock, to stick it in a girl's pussy… not her fucking mouth!"

"Aw, what do you know," Tommy exclaimed. "All you ever do is jack it off. You haven't ever got a cock in your cunt, even!"

"You're full of shit, Tommy Meyers!" Susan heard her daughter say in anger. "That's all you know. Robert fucked me a week ago, and he did it again yesterday."

"No kidding, Julie!"

"I don't tell lies like you, Tommy," Julie said. Then Susan heard her giggle. "It was fun, his cock inside my cunt. I like to fuck better than jack cocks off."

"Gosh, Julie," Tommy said. "Did Robert come in your pussy? Did you let him come off in your cunt, Julie?"

"Of course, silly," Julie laughed. "That's the way it's supposed to be. What sense is it to fuck if a guy don't squirt in a girl's cunt?"

"I'd like to try that, Julie," Tommy said. "Can I put my cock in your cunt?"

"I'm your sister, silly," Julie giggled. "Brothers don't go around fucking their sisters."

"Why not?' Tommy wanted to know.

"They just don't, that's all."

"But mother sucked my cock off… why can't I fuck you?"

"Tommy Meyers, Julie said, sounding disgusted, "if you don't stop telling those fucking lies, I won't ever jack you off again. And I won't let you play with my pussy anymore, either."

"I'm not telling a lie!" Tommy shouted. "Just go ask her, Julie. Ask mother!"

"Did you see her cunt?" Julie asked, changing the subject quickly "Did you see mother sitting there with her legs wide? She sure has a hairy pussy, don't she?"

"I saw it." Tommy laughed like a small, naughty boy. "I'd sure like to fuck her cunt! I bet mother would let me put my cock in her pussy and fuck her, even if you won't."

"You're dreaming, Tommy," Julie laughed. "Mother wouldn't even jack you off like I do, let alone fuck you."

"I'm gonna ask her," Tommy said.

"You do, you nut, and mother will slap you tight on your ass!"

Susan smiled. That's what you think, Julie, she said to herself. That's just what you think. I'd never slap Tommy on his ass for asking that. I'd fuck him in a goddamn second.

The thought startled Susan, and she left the closed door and went to her room. She wondered if she would do it. If her son asked to fuck her, would she really do it? The idea appealed to her, and she felt that Jayne knew more about her than she knew herself.

As she showered and scrubbed the paint from her hands, Susan decided to have another talk with Jayne. The idea was becoming exciting to her. As she rinsed the soap from her sensuous body, she thought of Robert fucking her. She wondered if his young cock would taste any different than her son's prick. They would taste the same, she thought.

Both were delightfully young, and both quite good looking boys. Yes, she would consider Jayne's proposal, consider it strongly.