No, she'd better get those insane ideas out of her head and just do what she had to do. She couldn't allow her children to go on committing incest. She must put a stop to their outrageous activities right nw. She got to her feet and took a deep breath. She heard moans and yelps as sister and brothers all climaxed loudly. Then she opened the door and strode into the room.
Matt was blissfully jetting his load into his sister's cunt, while Terry gulped Todd's spurting jism. They were totally absorbed in their hot mutual orgasm and didn't notice Irene till they'd finished. Then they froze, the boys' cocks still lodged in Terry's twat and mouth.
"This is disgraceful," Irene said grimly. "Just wait till your father learns about it."
CHAPTER SEVEN
The kids groaned. If their father found out what they'd been doing, there'd be hell to pay. He'd blister their butts, and that would be just her openers. Terry envisioned psychiatrists, convent school for her, military academies for the boys. She couldn't let that happen. Somehow she had to silence her mother.
"Mom, take it easy," she said soothingly. "After what I've just seen?" Irene cried hysterically. "You have to be out of your mind. Your father and I can't tolerate this kind of behavior."
"Grab her," Terry said to her brothers. Before Irene could react, her sons had leaped up and taken her by the arms. "Bring her over to the bed," Terry ordered. "Hold her down."
"What are you doing?" Irene demanded. "Let go of me this second, or you'll all going to be in very big trouble."
"We're already in very big trouble, Mom," Terry said as the boys pinned Irene down on the bed. "We just want you to calm down and think things over."
"There's nothing to think over," Irene snapped, "and you'd better let me up right now. The more you disobey me, the more punishment you're going to get."
The kids ignored her. "Whaddya think we oughta do, Sis?" Todd asked.
"We can't let Dad find out," Matt added with a shudder.
"Right," Terry said, "so what we have to show her the fun she's been missing and what a good time she can have with us. Get the ideas?"
"Yeah, we get it," Todd leered. "Then, let's get her clothes off," Terry grinned.
"Oh, my God, no," Irene gasped.
But there was no escape for her. The boys were too strong for her, and they held her down while Terry removed her clothes. Irene had never felt so mortified in her life. She was blushing furiously as her daughter stripped her. Nobody had ever seen her naked before except Glen.
"Please, Terry don't do this," she begged. "Sorry, Mom, but it's the only way out for us," Terry answered.
Working quickly, she removed Irene's dress and shoes and pantyhose, leaving her in her demure white cotton bra and panties. She unhooked the bra and drew it off, and the boys ogled their mom's big ripe tits. They were firm and thrusting, and they were capped with large cone-shaped nipples.
"Oh, wow, beautiful," Todd exclaimed.
"They sure are," Matt agreed.
Irene didn't think she could blush any harder, but she did. Even Glen had never stared at her tits like that, since they always made love in the dark. But things got even more mortifying when Terry tugged off her panties and left her totally naked. The kids stared at her lush honey-blond bush.
"Gee, Mom, you've got a fantastic body," Terry said with a note of envy in her voice. "The way you dress, we never noticed before."
"Yeah, Mom, you really oughta junk those baggy clothes," Todd said. "You'd look terrific in something more up to date."
"Yeah, like a bikini," Matt chuckled. "That'd really blow Dad away."
"Please, kids," Irene replied, "you've had your revenge. Now, let me go. I promise I won't tell your father what I saw."
"Uh-uh, Mom, it's too late for that," Terry grinned. "We wanta have some fun with you. We wanta get you on our side."
"Terry, that's impossible," Irene said. "I could never enjoy such wicked things."
"We'll just see about that," Terry grinned. "Let's get her legs open, guys."
Irene groaned and tried to resist, but her two husky sons easily got her legs apart, exposing, her cream-beaded slit. The kids ogled her pussy, and she wished she could sink down through the bed and disappear. Even her own husband had never made that thorough an inspection of her gash.
"Okay, guys, we're gonna turn her on," Terry said with a wicked grin. "Matt, you play with her tits, and Todd, you go down on her."
The boys accepted their assignments eagerly. Irene shivered as Matt's hot hands closed over her big satiny tits and began a sensual massage. Secretly she'd longed for Glen to fondle her tits, and it was hard for her to conceal the excitement she felt.
Her excitement doubled when she felt Todd's hot breath tickled her naked pussy. He crawled between her legs till his face was practically on her slit. Irene felt him folding apart the furry lips of her gash, exposing the tender flesh inside. She tensed herself, and then suddenly she felt the most delicious sensation she'd ever known.
Her son's hot juicy tongue was raking up and down over her sensitive pussy, mid it was all she could do not to scream with pleasure. Jolt after jolt of delicious sensation ripped through her as Todd eagerly tongued her pussy. He lashed the swollen flesh and snaked into every steamy fold.
"That's good, you guys," Terry said gleefully, "just keep doing that to her."
"Oh, noooo," Irene moaned.
She didn't think her self-control could last through much more of this. With Matt molding and squeezing her tits and Todd licking her pussy, she was going out of her mind with arousal but trying not to show it. She'd be so mortified if the kids knew how horny they were making her. All their lives she'd tried to teach them that nice people don't get off on sex.
She and Glen had tried to pass on the strict morality of their own childhoods, but obviously it hadn't worked with Terry and Todd and Matt. And in her heart Irene knew her kids were night here was nothing wrong with the natural and instinctive pleasure their bodies could bring them. But she wasn't quite ready to admit that she'd been wrong all these years.
She could control her voice and her movements, but she couldn't stop her lusty creaming. No matter how she tried, she couldn't keep from soaking Todd's bobbing chin with her molten cunt juices. Now he was zeroing in on the most sensitive spot of all, the throbbing bud of her clit. He was circling it with stuff tip of his tongue, driving her wild.
To make things even more difficult for the horny housewife, her other son was licking and sucking her tit. Matt's hot wet tongue lashed all over her throbbing nipples, and then he sucked both of them into stiffness. It was just about more than Irene could take her pretty face twisted into a lusty grimace as she struggled not to cry out.
"Hey, Mom," Terry said, "why don't you stop fighting it and just enjoy it? There's nothing wrong with that, you know."
Terry had been watching her mother closely as the boys stimulated her tits and pussy, she was positive that Irene was getting off on it. But of course she couldn't admit it. That would make her a liar, after so many years of preaching that sex is dirty and sinful. So she was fighting the hot pleasure she felt, fighting to keep her dignity.
"Let go, Mom," Terry said soothingly, "just relax and have a good time."
Irene heard her, but she went on clenching her jaws to stifle her cries of pleasure as she took the delicious double stimulation of her tits and pussy. Still she was creaming all over Todd's face, and her nipples were erect and throbbing in Matt's sucking mouth. She just hoped her sons didn't realize how turned on she was.