Dave shook his head in mock bewilderment. But he was smiling, and Jean could tell he was happy about what was about to happen.
"Don't be a prude," she whispered to her son. "This is going to be fun."
The boys put the bags on the table and were standing back waiting for Jean and her swaying tits. When she came in with Dave close behind, she noticed all eyes drop to her chest. Jean's cunt was already wet with the anticipation of all the hard cocks she was going to get to play with.
"Why don't you guys go out and start the fire," she said. "It has to burn a while before it's hot enough for the steaks."
Reluctantly, the boys went out. Jean watched them from the window. And she couldn't help taking her tits into her hands as she planned her strategy.
Dinner went as planned. The boys ate quite a lot in spite of their preoccupation with her tits. But Jean knew they were going to need their strength.
"There is ice cream and cake for dessert," she said. "Bob, would you help me take these dishes into the house?"
Bob jumped up eagerly. He filled his arms with the dishes Jean handed him. Then he followed Jean's swaying ass into the house.
Jean stood beside the boy as he emptied his arms of the dishes.
"You know, Bob," Jean said. "I've always thought you were very sexy."
Bob's jaw fell to his chest. But before he could lift it again, Jean stepped up to him and placed her opened mouth to his. Her tits flattened on his chest. It took the kid a few seconds to realize what was happening. But as soon as he did, his tongue responded and his hands went to Jean's tits.
But she disentangled herself from him. It was cruel, Jean knew, but she couldn't help enjoying the boy's horniness. Besides, she had to get Jim turned on, too.
"Here, take these clean dishes out," she said to the shocked boy.
When Bob left, Jean called Jim in.
Jim came into the kitchen and found Jean leaning against the refrigerator.
"Come here, honey," Jean said. "I couldn't help noticing that you've been staring at my tits all through dinner."
Jim looked even more shocked than Bob had. But before the poor kid turned and ran, Jean took his hands in hers and put them on her tits.
"And I've been watching your crotch," Jean said. Then she kissed him.
By the time she pulled her mouth from Jim's, Jean was ready. And she knew that the boys were. She went to the door and called Bob back. Then she grabbed Jim again.
Bob came into the room just as Jean was reaching for Jim's crotch. Jean held an arm out to Bob, and after hesitating a second, he rushed to her.
"Here, squeeze my tits," Jean gasped as she thrust her chest at the boys.
They filed their hands with her hanging tits. She kissed each of them in turn and reached for their pricks. She had been watching the boys' crotches, they'd been hard since she drove up the drive.
"Well, what would you like for dessert?" she asked. "Ice cream, cake, or me?"
The boys didn't answer. But Jean could tell by the way they were massaging her tits and kissing her face that they preferred her.
"Come with me," she said.
As she led them out of the kitchen and toward her bedroom, she called Dave.
Once in her room, she began stripping. She took her clothes off slowly, giving the boys a tease. When her tits were loose, she showed the boys how they could swing and jump. The boys thought about Gloria and the strip she'd done for them. But this was different. Besides being sexy, Jean was truly gorgeous.
She pulled her slacks down slowly. Now the boys could finally take their eyes from her tits. Her hairy mound could be seen through her undies.
"Aren't you boys going to undress?" she asked. Immediately, the boys began pulling their clothes off. Then Jean lowered that last garment, her tiny panties.
Keeping her eyes on the boys' amazed expressions, Jean backed to the bed and lay down. Spreading her arms and legs, she motioned to the boys with a curling finger. They ran to her, throwing themselves on top of her.
When Dave came in, he saw his mother lying under his friends. Their faces were buried in her tits, and their fingers were mingling in her spread cunt.
Dave slowly undressed. He would let his buddies have the first turns. After all, they needed it more.
And it wasn't long before Bob was between Jean's legs, thrusting his prick deeply into her twat. It didn't take him long to come. And Jean seemed stuck in an orgasm beneath him.
Jim pulled Bob away as soon as Bob had stopped pumping. Jim took over with more energy than he'd ever expended before. When Jim had shot his load, Dave took his turn.
"Oh, I've wanted to be fucked like this for a long time!" Jean cried. "Oh-h-h-h-h!"
"Jim, come here," Jean said, pointing to the area in front of her. "Bob, get behind me."
Both boys did as she said. And as Dave watched, she got them plugged into her cunt and asshole.
The boys fucked her from both directions as Jean and Dave smiled at each other.