MOTHERS LOVE FOR SONS (PART 2) SeXStoRY

...Both Donna and her son were breathing hard, as things quieted down. She sat there panting, her breast heaving under her soiled blouse, intermittently looking at his cock, and back up at his face. Her fist still gripped his cock and remained somewhat in motion, pumping erratically, trying to make him shoot more. But it was all over. Panting, Mike looked down, gazing in awe at what she made him do. He looked at his freshly shot jit dripping from her jacking hand and her beautiful, panting face, and he moaned anew. "Oooooo, beautiful," Donna murmured, his cock drooping slightly in her fist when he finished coming. "Right in my face, baby! I love it! Oh, God, how I love it!" A drop of cum juice was beaded on his piss hole, his cock still almost hard. Donna leaned forward and flicked the drop of cum from the tip of his cock with her tongue. "Fuck me, Michael," Donna breathed, her eyes flashing up at him, while his freshly-blown cum dripped from her face. "Fuck Mother now. Please, fuck me!" Donna lifted her legs high, her hands almost tearing her flimsy cum-soaked panties in her haste to get them off. Tossing the soiled panties onto the floor, she lay back on the couch again, her legs spread as wide as they could go. Her cunt was glistening and pulsating from the orgasms she experienced while jerking Mike off. Mike, more excited than he had ever been, was no longer in awe. His cock quickly jerked back into full hardness, standing almost against his stomach. For just a moment, all he could do was stare at his mother's deliciously exposed cunt. "Fuck me now, Michael," Donna pleading through gritted teeth. "Oh, baby, fuck my Goddamn cunt! Mother's cunt is so fucking hot! Shove your cock in my wet pussy and fuck me...NOW!" Mike moved. He crawled between his mother's legs, his cock jerking up and down - to and fro. Donna grasped his prick, steadied it, and shoved the head against her pussy. As she rubbed it over her clitoris, she gasped in pleasure. She spent a few moments just jerking him off against her clit. This started them both moaning. She thought for a fleeting moment, about just jerking him off against her throbbing cunt. Making him shoot against the swollen lips of her vagina, and her distended clit. But finally, she couldn't take it anymore. She fit her son's cock between the fiery lips of her cunt, sucking in her breath, and arched her eye brows in pleasure-pain as the head spread the lips, and slipped fluidly pass. Donna lifted her hips, sliding her cunt onto her son's cock, hissing as her cunt stretched around that throbbing, invading hardness. Her eyes rolled as Michael's cock penetrated her cunt completely. The roughness of his pants, scratching along her inner thighs, along with the feeling of the zipper rubbing against her vaginal labia, was exciting Donna to no end. In her mind, it heightened the experience. It described the sexual urgency. The need to bring him off the way she had just done, and then to immediately have him plunge his dick into her cunt, without taking the time to remove any of their clothes, emphasized the gut-wrenching, a****l passion of it all. With his cock deep inside her boiling cunt, Donna wrapped her legs about her son, locking her heels across his back. She hugged his shoulders, his face pressing against her still hidden tits. His own cum, shot during his orgasm all over her blouse, smeared against his face now. She held him tight for a long minute, her cunt working, flexing at the base of his cock, nibbling with soft heat. Her son's breath fanned through her blouse, searing her tits. "Now!" she moaned, his jit still splattered all over her face and across her mouth, as his hard boner stabbed into her cunt.. Donna's hips began thrusting up and down, pushing her cunt onto his hard-on. For a minute Mike just went stiff, the pleasure flooding his senses, then he started moving, fucking his mother, his cock rushing down to meet her up thrusting cunt. Matching the rhythm, he began pounding his cock into his mother's hungry cunt with a frenzy. The moist, sucking sounds sent erotic enjoyment flowing through Donna. The sounds increased her own passions and she began banging her hips frantically against her son, her cunt gripping at his stabbing cock. "Oh GOD!!" she screamed while violently ripping her blouse open, the fabric wet and stained from the jit of her son's recent voluminous ejaculation. The buttons flew in every direction and landed noisily, as her son's stiff dick stabbed repeatedly, and with f***e, into Donna's frothing pussy. Her full, round, firm tits were free and bouncing naked with the f***e of the fucking she was receiving, and she pulled Mike's face into them. As her son pounded into her cunt, she grunted from the f***e. She wanted to scream and yell and urge him on, but her voice didn't seem to work. All she could do was grunt and moan and whimper and shake, her ass rolling and twisting and pumping. Donna's face was a mask of lust. Mike's jit still clung to her lips, slopped all over her cheeks, clinging to her eyelashes, and hanging in nasty strands from her earrings. Looking at the condition of his mother's face, all streaked and dripping with his own spunk like that, made Michael hotter. It made him screw her harder with every thrust. The spent cum on her face, blouse and jewelry continued to shimmer and coagulate, while he relentlessly stabbed his stiff dick in and out of her clasping cunt. Michael shoved his hands down his mother's sides, grabbing at her churning, naked ass. He dug his fingers into the stretched flesh of her ass, holding on tightly. Donna felt his cock growing inside her cunt. Her mind whirled, her eyes rolling about. Her son's cock, banging powerfully into her cunt, caused her tits to jiggle and her head to bang against the arm of the couch. She had never been fucked so powerfully in her life! "Oh god, Michael!" she wailed, as cum dripped into her mouth from her lipstick-coated lips, "Fuck the piss out of meeeeeee!! She was only vaguely aware of the door opening and someone entering the living room. Then she saw her youngest son standing there watching her getting fucked by his b*****r. But at this point, Donna didn't mind Tony watching her and Mike fucking so wildly. In fact, it made her extra hot, knowing he was there, and she began to cum, her cunt clasping in spasms about Michael's cock. When she started to cum, the only sound she made was a moan. But as the convulsions of her orgasm became tighter and more exquisite, the moan increased to a low scream. Meanwhile; at first, Tony had been standing in the room at a distance, his jaw dropped in shock and amazement, as he watched his fully-clothed older b*****r mercilessly ramming his exposed boner into and out of his partially-clothed mother's cunt. But then an excitement began to grow, initially burning in his head, then quickly racing down into his loose-fitting trousers. Donna, although in the midst of a tit-jiggling orgasm, took notice; her eyes riveted to her younger son's eyes at first, but then traveling down to stare in heated passion at the strained and tented condition of his pants. As if in a trance--and as if his steel-hard dick were a divining rod--Tony crossed the room eventually finding himself standing next to the screwing couple. He stared down at Donna's cum-covered face as if in pain. His stiff boner now fully grown to an immense length, and standing straight out from his crotch, consequently causing his loose pants to tent straight out, stretched out right above his panting mother. Donna looked up at Tony's grossly-distended pants and gasped. Overcome yes, by the sheer size, but more sexually choked by the way his trousers looked, sticking straight out that way. It looked hot and obscene to Donna, and just the sight of it made her pussy throb all the harder around her other son's stabbing dick. Michael felt it, and stabbed her harder. Her hand shot out and grabbed Tony's thigh. Her sharp nails digging into the flesh right under the extending tent in his pants. Trying to look around the protrusion, which at this point was all but obstructing her view, Donna's eyes stared up into his young face, unseeing, her face contorting into a mask of agonized sweetness. "Ohh -- ohhh!" she screamed softly, her head twisting now. Her dark hair partially unraveling from the haphazard way she had it pinned up. Curly locks fell down slightly, while being shaken loose from the violent fucking she was receiving. Her bangs fanned about her face. Her hips churned in desperation to keep her orgasms going. She looked erotically disheveled. "Oh, God! Ohhhh, God!" Donna cried uncontrollably. Tony pulled his mother's fingers from his thigh, bringing her hand onto his tented crotch and curling her manicured digits about his stiff, pants-covered cock. Through her orgasmic ecstasy, Donna began to squeeze his cock right through his pants as her other horny son continued to bore into her exploding cunt with his rock-hard cock. Her orgasms seemed to be one enormous, drawn out spasm. Her lithe body shook violently beneath Mike's thrusting frame. She closed her hand tighter on Tony's cloth-covered boner and threw her head back. She screamed loudly as a final orgasm shot through her, just as she felt a surge of pre-cum squirt heavily from Tony's throbbing boner, right through the material of his pants into her frantically squeezing fist. Somewhat out of his head, Mike continued fucking into his mother's cunt, his cock swelling. With a grunt, he rammed her hard and deep, holding himself there, gripping Donna's shaking ass tightly. Cum juice spewed rapidly into his mother's greedy, hot cunt, spurt after spurt filling her. Donna felt him spurting inside her pussy. "Ohhhh, yes!" she screamed. "Cum, baby, cum! Oh, I love it!" P-Please don't stop! Make it come right out of my mouth!" But finished, Michael slumped heavily on top of his mother, gasping for air. His cock slipped out of her pussy and dangled along the crack of her burning ass. Donna kept her hand on Tony's bl**d-choked hard-on, the other sliding into the waist of Michael's pants and under his shorts. She squeezed the flesh of his young ass. Donna smiled dreamily up at the face of her youngest, the tip of her tongue moving slowly over her lips. She tasted a drop of semen at one corner and her smile spread wider. She moved her hand on Tony's cock, rubbing it up and down and feeling the length through his tented pants. "Mmm...You feel so good to me, Tony," she purred softly. "I love to feel your cock." And I love to feel myself cum. I love it -- all of it." "...And yesterday was nice, too," she added. "Do you wanna do it again, hmmm? Donna groaned. "Do you want to shoot off on mother's face again?" Not expecting an answer, she continued to frig off Tony's dick, fucking it up and down through his pants. He thrust his hips out and forward, so his stiff cock would protrude even more obscenely straight out from his crotch under the fabric of his pants, also;so it would be more accessible to his mother's hand. Donna's eyes began to sparkle again, and a rejuvenated lust quickly took hold in her pussy. Sliding her hand between Tony's thighs, she cupped his ass and pulled his fabric-covered cock forward. She kissed the swollen head tenderly through his pants, her lips parted slightly. The tip of her tongue pressed for a moment at his piss hole, then she shoved his cock up and out of her way, kissing his sweet, young, hairless balls through the fabric of his trousers. Closing her fist again about Tony's cock, she said in a husky voice, "Michael, let me up, baby. I've got to clean my face." But Tony was having none of that. "Wipe your face on my pants, damn it" he rasped, his cock juicing up the inside of his slacks. She smiled naughtily, then lifted herself up to a seated position using Tony's rigid, clothed cock as a kind of handle, so now her face was level with his protruding crotch. With a small feminine cry, Donna rubbed her cum shot face all over Tony's stiff cloth-covered erection. She wantonly rubbed his b*****r's spent ejaculation, which had been shot so plentifully all over her face earlier, into the fabric of Tony's tented trousers. This, along with the pre-cum his dick was shooting on the other side of the saturated fabric, made the cloth even wetter, more slick, and that much easier for Donna's frigging fist to jerk off the stiff shaft through his pants. Suddenly, that wet, sloshy sound echoed in the room again, and was growing louder...Along with it, their breathing grew louder. Feeling more wicked now, Donna's hand gripped and jacked her youngest son's clothed erection insistently. And as the nasty noise got louder and sloppier, Donna seemed to grow increasingly more determined, and dirtier. She wanted to be bad, and appear more like a dirty, nasty insatiable slut to her son. She wanting to make him pop off in his pants. She wanting his cum to shoot straight through his fucking pants and against her lips...against her entire face, while he watched. Michael had moved from between his mother's legs and was sitting at the other end of the couch. His cock, dangling from his pants through the open zipper, still glistened with the juices of his mother's cunt. His dick began to twitch back to life while he watched his mother work on Tony. He couldn't help it. What his mother was doing to his younger b*****r was...it was...well, in his mind, it was beyond slutty! His prick stiffened into a fresh erection very quickly. Donna, slut-like and showing absolutely no shame, jacked frantically on her other son's stiff dick. Inside his pants, his pre-cum continued to flow copiously, and mix with the jit she had rubbed from her face onto the outside of his trousers. This further lubricated her hand, and spread the slick wetness over Tony's hard, concealed boner. They all could begin to make out every line, every vein, every contour of his bloated dick. His pants had become so wet, that the thin, saturated cloth was sticking, and clinging to the stiff shape beneath it. Almost every inch of the rigid, throbbing member could be seen in detail from head to base, all the time with Donna's hand pumping it, making it stick more. The slushy jack-off noise grew even louder. Fresh cum could be seen bubbling through the fabric at the top of his erect penis as she squeezed and jacked the base. She quickly slid her jacking hand up the stalk, squeezing the bulbous squirting head at the top, and worked the bubbling pre-cum into the fabric under her pumping fist. Besides the cum, her make-up and lipstick smeared and smudged the outside of his cum soaked trousers. "Oh shit, m-m-mom," Tony panted. "Wh-wh-what are you doing to me?...Fuck!...You goddamn slut! Jerking me off in my pants? FUCKING HELL! Knowing he was close, she began to beg and moan. And, just as she had done with her other son, she begged him not to shoot his load, knowing full well that it would have the same effect...producing the same results as it did with his b*****r. Even Mike's breath quickened hearing her beg. He started jerking his own cock while watching and listening to his mother... "Oh Tony," she panted. "You're not gonna cum, are you?" Her hand jacking frantically on his pants-covered erection, which stuck straight out from his groin, and into her pumping wet fist... "T-Tony...please don't cum! Please don't do this?" Donna whined with a sexy pout and that all-too-effective 'throb' returning to her voice. Her eye brows arched high, in a convincing expression of fear and longing. "P-please don't shoot off in your pants!" The pace of her pumping hand quickened, as Tony grunted and started to buck his hips, fucking his covered cock into this most obscene handjob. "Mom! I'm-I'm-I'm gonna...gonna jit off if-if you don't quit it!!!" Tony warned, his hips fucking forward more insistently, shoving his long, stiff boner out, pushing it closer to his mother's slutty, sperm-streaked face. "Oh GOD, this is so-o-o-o fucking dirty!" she thought as her youngest son's dick squelched more pre-ejaculation fluid through the fabric."SO fucking dirty!!" The tip of his concealed cock speared onto the surface of her cheek, and sloshed around her panting mouth, as she felt him shove it onto her face in an effort to stab it, pants and all, through her parted lips and into her hot mouth. She moaned as he mindlessly fucked his cloth-covered boner up against her face. With every thrust of his pelvis, Donna moved her cum-smeared face around the protruding, invading erection, as Tony frantically pumped his hips. Pre-cum trails were being left all over her lips and cheeks in its wake. Donna wanted this badly, she realized. She wanted to smear her lips and cheeks in his seeping, oozing ejaculation, while she made his dick exploded inside his trousers. Her lips kissed the squirting head through his pants as she jacked the stalk harder. With her lips formed into a perpetual kiss, she rubbed her face back and forth, and all around over his protruding pants, while her hand jerked the stiffness underneath, all the time moaning and begging as Tony fucked his hips against her features. "Oooooo Tony! PLEASE don't do it baby!! PLEASE don't shoot off on your mother's face through your pants! N-n-no! In total contrast to her pleas for mercy, she then began raining hot and juicy, wet kisses repeatedly all over the cloth-covered head of Tony's cock, leaving perfectly-shaped lipstick marks all over the fabric. It was Tony's fantasy literally coming true.Watching his mother do this, even though she was doing it through his pants, made him almost want to faint. His voice cracked as he yelled in heightened teenage ecstasy. "Oh fuck!...Kiss it off, mother!... Kiss it off!" Donna reveled in this dirty situation of her own doing. She was so sexually hopped-up, and she wanted to see this hot and nasty i****tuous act through to its completion. She wanted her son to blow his full balls through the thin cloth of his stained trousers, and all over her face. Yes. She desperately wanting to do this to him...to make him do it to her, RIGHT NOW! She felt like a complete fucking slut doing him this way, and she fully embraced the naughtiness of it all. "OOOOOH MOM!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!" Tony screamed, his bloated nuts finally exploding as hot cum squirted f***efully from his confined cock head, bubbling out straight through the fabric and against his mother's slut face. "Oh God, TONY!...mumph...mulph...blaph!" she blathered incoherently, while not only jerking up and down on the aching shaft, but now whipping it, dragging the stiff, ejaculating cloth-covered cock frantically back and forth across her panting face like a mad woman...his cum oozing and bubbling out through the material of his pants with every pulse, smearing and literally dripping from her features now, as she frantically painted her face with the squirting tip. Caught up in the sheer debauchery of this indescribably dirty thing she was doing to her youngest son, Donna suddenly became aware of something wet and hot repeatedly striking the side of her rouged cheeks, while also pelting against her ears and earrings. She turned her head slightly to the right, only to witness a ribbon of hot cum issuing from the gaping piss slit of another stiff dick, except this shaft was sticking straight out and fully exposed from an open zipper, and in the beginning of explosion. The ribbon of semen struck the side her nose, and melted down onto her pouting lips before dripping down onto her bare tits, as she frigged Tony's cloth-covered, spurting cock up against her mouth. "Ooooh!" she yelped, taking another fresh, wet shot of warm boy cum across her lips. Here, her other son, Michael had gotten excited watching his mother do this nasty thing to his b*****r. She had no idea how long he had been standing there next to her and Tony. But there he was... right next to them, his stiff dick rising up and out of his pants and being feverishly jacked through his hand. And for the second time in less than an hour, Donna's face was receiving another cum shower from Mike's fresh boner. Mike's exploding, red dick was not only firing against her cheeks, lips, ears (along with slopping onto her dangling hoop earrings again), but his propelled sperm was also shooting out onto Tony's pants as well. This made things even hotter for Donna... her mind was overwhelmed with perverted lust. Here...her eldest son's hot jit was pelting her face, along with shooting onto his b*****r's trouser-tenting erection. Meanwhile, Tony's cum bubbled and virtually spurted out through the fabric of his straining pants, as his mother jacked his clothed erection all over her face. Donna's hand, her face, and Tony's pants became coated and, as a result, made much slicker, making the perverted clothed handjob she was performing on her youngest all the more debase and slutty. "Oh FUCK!" she wailed in a throaty voice, her body going over the edge of orgasm. Somewhere in the back of her short-circuiting mind, she could hear both boys bellowing out their orgasms. Donna simply went nuts, and her cunt squirted in response to all of this... Sensory overload in mach drive.. Her exposed tits shook and bobbled as she jerked off her youngest son's cock to an explosive orgasm right through his pants--right onto her face and lips...Donna took it all in, while she felt the cum of her eldest viciously striking against her face, and slopping over her hand as well, only to be mixed with the filtered jit of her youngest, as he pushed and smeared the mixture all over his mother's panting mouth and face with the head of his clothed cock. She ovalled her lipstick painted lips around the exploding head of Tony's cock, and began sucking the shooting cum right through the fabric and into her mouth, while hot, wet sperm from both her boy's frigged-off cocks dripped down her face. Tony shot three or more volleys of his hot cum through the stretched cloth, straight into his mother's sucking mouth that way... ____________ Donna swung her legs over the edge of the couch, giving Tony an exciting display of her hairy cunt before getting to her feet. Her blouse was torn open and her arching, firm tits stood upward, the nipples still very hard. "Don't go away boys, hmmm?" she murmured. "I'm going to wash my face--IF you don't mind now, Tony--and I'll be right back. Wait for me...promise?" Mike and Tony, grinning proudly, nodded their heads. Donna bent from her waist, kissing the tip of Tony's still-hard cock through his ruined pants with a flutter of her tongue, cum still melting down her face, coating her neck, splattered on her earrings, and striped through her hair. Then she did the same thing to Michael's cunt-wet, sloppy dripping cock. Both boys watched her walk away, her ass swinging tightly. She paused at the entrance of the hallway, looking over her shoulder at them, her eyes were still very hot. "I'll be right back, guys." She gave a saucy twitch of her ass and moved out of sight. "Hot damn!" Mike exclaimed. "I told you... didn't I?" Tony returned in a typical chiding tone. "I told you what Mom did to me. Do you believe me now, Mikey? What a fucking slut!" "Yep, she's good, alright. That's for sure!" Mike responded. "Mom is, without a fucking doubt, one hot piece of ass." Tony snickered. "How in hell would you know? The only hot piece you've ever had was your fist." "Yeah, yeah," Mike laughingly retorted. "Why don't you go change your pants, squirt. I think it looks a little obvious; don't you?" They grinned wickedly at each other, knowing that their mother would soon be covered in their sperm again. END ____________________________________