The Twins and Mom [FFM, inc, les, cream pie]

Part 2.

Lying naked, together, in the afterglow of their having just fucked up a wild storm, Zarla surprised Ken with her comment.

“You gotta be kidding?” Ken asked.

“Not at all.”

“What makes you think mom will take it? Fuck me?”

“Look, Mom hasn’t been laid since dad was killed.”

“How do you know that? She might be getting some without you knowing.”

“No, I’d know. She’s not. On January 1st, she still cries. Ten years and she still cries. She misses him, dreadfully. She can’t have him, but she can have the next best thing. You look just like him you know.”

“Yeah, so she says.”

“And she cuddles you too.”

“Yeah, she does because she doesn’t see me all that often – well not for the last three years anyway. And she cuddles you too, you know.”

“Yes, that she does,” Zarla said, speculatively. “But there is another factor too.”

“Oh?”

“She doesn’t cry herself to sleep at night, she also masturbates. Sometimes, when she thinks I am sleeping she gets quite loud, quite vocal.”

“With what?”

“Fuck me, Kenny!”

“Erm, again? For sure,” he said.

“No! Well, yeah, you can fuck me any time, but that is what she is saying when she gets a little loud.”

Ken was incredulous. Then stopped to have a think about it for a moment. “We’re not really geared to consider that our parents have a sex life, are we.”

“No,’ replied Zarla.

“Yet it is obvious they do.”

“Yes.”

“OK, so how do we do it without it making mom hate us?”

“I’m gonna buy her some really sexy underwear,” Zarla said, “Then make sure she is wearing it Christmas Eve.”

“Yeah.”

“Then I’m gonna tie her up to her bed and you can fuck her.”

“Erm.. no, I’m not raping anyone.”

“Well, that’s not gonna work then is it?” Ken shook his head.

“Ok, the only other thing I can think of it that we get her a little bit drunk and see where it goes. Give her an early gift, your dick. Nice dick by the way, big too.”

“You have a pussy just made for it you know. You think that’ll work?”

“Well, I could tie you up to her bed, then she has no option but to fuck you to get some sleep.”

“Nah, let’s stick with the booze plan, works better. Then we have an escape by blaming the booze if we need it.”

“Come on, Mom is gonna be home soon, and we don’t want her to catch us just yet.”

The next few days, Zarla was good to her word. She showed Ken the underwear she had bought for their mom, and Ken wanted her to model it. She gave Ken that look and after Mom had gone to bed that night, Ken had Zarla’s clothes off and bent her over the table, praising Zarla’s taste in underwear, while he was ramming his cock into her. It was so damned sexy that he couldn’t help himself, he told Zarla. He also said that if mom was going to be wearing it Christmas Eve, that knowledge alone might set him off too early. Ken’s honesty was rewarded during the day with a quick blow job from Zarla, just to keep him settled before the big event.

Zarla confirmed mom was wearing the underwear bought for her, and the twins cooked up a dinner for their mom. They told her that after all these years, they could cook her a meal for a change. Ken picked out several wines, a white with the fish course, a full bodied red for the steaks, Irish Whiskey with the sweets. They were good cooks, mom had made sure they knew their way around the kitchen so they could look after themselves while at college or their own families later.

Ken found it a useful skill with a lot of college girls, they had no idea how to cook. Ken chose to live off-campus in a small apartment that had a serviceable kitchen, which made him a better person to know. A handsome guy, a home cooked meal, a queen sized bed, a big dick and a more than willing tongue made Ken popular on campus. He also learned how to mix drinks.

Between courses, Ken mixed drinks for everyone, including increasing amounts of alcohol for his mom. He looked at his mom with a certain pride. She was definitely a MILF, dark haired, blue eyed, trim with a youthful look about her. Her skin always made her look a lot younger than she was, but it was only when you deeply looked into her eyes could you see the ages of grief in her. The twins knew she was twenty years old when she gave birth to them, so she was now forty-three but she looked no more than early thirties. She passed these good genes to her children as the twins were usually asked for id when going anywhere they could buy alcohol. Zarla still looked like she was no more than sixteen and Ken was frequently challenged at security points around the Campus and now at the airport he worked at.

The evening wore on, the meal progressed, and the drinks flowed free. Zarla made a few raunchy remarks, which attracted several laughs that led to Ken making some then, surprisingly, mom joined in and the laughter became infectious. At one point, Zarla held mom’s hand and told her how much she loved her gorgeous mother. This led Ken to telling her how jealous his friends were of him, having such a MILF for a mom when he was at school. Zarla gave him a small nod, and he knew it was time.

Ken moved closer to mom, put his arm over her shoulder, pulling her closer to him. “I’m lucky to have a mom who is so easy to love.”

Mom hugged him and said, “I’m so lucky to have two wonderful children who are so loving.”

Karla moved in quickly, wrapping her arms around both of them and said “And I am really lucky to have the both of you.” She then kissed Ken on the cheek, and then mom on her cheek. She turned back to Ken and kissed him, on his lips, and turned to mom and then kissed her, on her lips. She then held mom’s head so Ken could kiss her, a kiss with love and passion.

Zarla’s hand dropped, then pulled mom’s ass closer. Her other hand snaked from around Ken to lightly clasping mom’s breast. Mom didn’t flinch, didn’t try to push Zarla’s hand away from her breast. Zarla then kissed mom’s neck, while Ken engaged mom’s lips. Zarla’s hand reach up and found the zipper on the back of Mom’s dress and began to pull it down. Mom froze then and broke her kiss.

“What are you doing?”

“It’s okay mom,” Zarla said, “This is your Christmas gift. We’re going to undress you then give to you all the love you have given us.”

“Yes mom,” Ken said, “I’m going to love you like I have wanted to for years and then love you a lot more.”

“Children, you can’t! It’s not right-”

“We can,” they chorused, “And it is right for us, mom,” Zarla went on.

Ken picked mom up easily and took her to the master bedroom. Mom struggled a little but Ken wasn’t having a bit of it. He stood her up as Zarla moved behind her and finished pulling the zipper down, pushing the shoulders of the dress off her mom. Zarla kissed mom’s neck and shoulders while Ken kissed her lips. Mom struggled against the firm grip of her son as her daughter dragged the dress off her. Mom was left in the underwear that Zarla had bought her, “Mom,” she said, “Don’t fight it. This is what we want to give you this year for Christmas.” She then leaned in and kissed her mom’s neck and shoulder.

“Yes, Mom,” said, Ken, “We know.”

“Know-what-?” Mom stammered.

“‘Fuck me, Kenny’,” Ken said, “A little loud, on occasion.”

Zarla kissed all over mom’s neck and shoulders, undoing the bra clasp. “Besides mom, we don’t think you have had a guy in your life for a long time now, that’s long enough. Time for change.”

“No, this is wrong,” mom said unconvincingly as her body reacted to the kisses, the touches, the feel of hands on her.

“Not for us mom, we love you so much. I want to make you cum, many times.” Zarla said, “Give you some happiness.”

“I want to be loving you mom,” Ken added, “Share with you my love because that is what I have to give you.”

Ken licked and sucked on mom’s now exposed breasts then slid down, kissing down and across her belly. Not as flat as it was, but still shapely on her, Ken thought, as he plunged his tongue into her belly button. Ken knelt down and eased mom’s panties off her, exposing her neat trimmed bush. Ken buried his nose into her wiry pubes, and felt with his tongue the top of her vagina. He tried to slide it down, but mom was still resisting their advances.

“Open wide mom,” he heard Zarla say, “Ken has the most wonderful, magical tongue.”

“What? You- you-.”

“Yes mom, we have. We have been denying ourselves for the last ten years, but last week, I could not hold back any longer. I had to make love with him and it was the best ever sex I have had, and I think Ken feels the same.”

Ken agreed, in a somewhat muffled way, and then Zarla said, “You haven’t had a man since dad was killed, but we know about Angie.”

Angie? Who the fuck is Angie? Ken thought as he felt mom stiffen in surprise.

“We’re going to put you on the bed mom, and Ken is going to make you cum with his tongue.”

Mom half stepped and half stumbled backwards onto the bed and felt her legs being firmly, gently opened by Ken’s strong hands. She felt his hot breath on her legs and his gentle kisses on the inside of her thighs. The last of her resistance crumbled the nearer he got to her pussy. She began to shimmy every time his lips caressed her, when his tongue lapped her skin. Ken took his time, making sure she was well and truly primed as his mouth finally made it to her pussy.

Ken ran his tongue up and down the length of the labia, making sure he knew where the vaginal canal was. He felt for her hooded clit, swiping his tongue over it making sure it was good and hard. He assaulted mom’s labia with the best tongue lashing he thought he could give and mom responded to it with moans and cries of utter delight.

She opened her eyes as she felt movement next to her and saw Zarla’s face closing in on her, her lips inviting mom to kiss her. She felt Zala’s hands on her body, her breasts, and lips on her mouth. She responded to Zarla’s tongue as it entered her mouth, like Ken’s tongue entered her love canal. The eroticism of the moment was too much it just overwhelmed mom completely as she surrendered to the passion her children were showing her.

Zarla’s soft lips explored her face and neck, Ken’s lips and tongue ravaged her pussy, She felt Zarla’s lips on her nipple, suckling as she did so many years ago. It was too much for her and the tension that had been building in her burst through her dam and swept over her body. She came, hard, her body spasming at the dual assault on her. Her vulva contracted and swelled at the same time, her upper body seemed to catch on fire as the heat of her orgasm was released. Her moans and squeals became cries of delight of a woman so long starved of male companionship.

Giving mom little time to relax and catch her breath, Ken rolled her over and lifted her hips off the bed. Mom was just the right size for him to fuck her doggy style while her ass was over the edge of the bed. When Zarla caught his intentions, she immediately positioned herself so that mom could lick her pussy while being fucked. She knew mom’s secrets, knew she wouldn’t be denied.

Mom felt Kan’s hands on her hips, holding her in position, she knew that if she was going to stop this it would be now, she didn’t. She didn’t want to. For years she had dreamt of Ken fucking her, just like his father had. Ken was so much like his dad, so strong, so handsome, so smart. Like his father, Ken had shown over the years he was really aware if her, of her strengths and weaknesses. Ken had said and done the same things that his father had done in so many of the same ways. Fucking her was the only thing that Ken had not done and now she was going to let him. She wanted it, had done so for a long time, and doggy was her most favorite position. How did he fucking know? Is he really channeling his dad?

Mom felt Ken’s cock as he wiped it up and down her overflowing vagina, jeez it felt big. He was teasing her as he wiped a lot of her juice over his cock and then he pulled back slightly, engaging the knob in her love tunnel. She felt it invading her, sliding into her, filling her canal up. Fuck, he is big she moaned, so fucking big! Bigger than her dad, that’s for sure and he wasn’t small by any means.

Mom hadn’t had anything inside her for weeks and now Ken’s dick was being wrapped by a really tight pussy. She was glad she was so wet, otherwise they would both have been incredibly sore in the morning. Mom felt that weapon sliding in and out, bringing her so much pleasure. She gasped every time he hit the cervix wall.

Mom felt Zarla sliding herself under her. She saw a trimmed patch of pubic hair place itself into the right position for a good lapping. Dipping her head, she tasted her daughter for the first time. And it was good. Mom ran her tongue over Zarla’s pussy, gathering the moisture that was already accumulating there. She felt Zarla shudder in ecstasy as her tongue touched Zarla’s clit. She raised her head and looked at the swollen pussy lips, glistening in the soft light of the bedroom. Lowering her head again, mom ran her tongue the full length of Zarla’s pussy again giving the clit a solid wipe this time. Mom then kept her lips on Zarla’s vulva, using her tongue to probe the soft folds of her labia, the rim of the fuck tunnel, plunging her tongue as deep as she could into that weeping cave.

Ken’s rhythmic motions pushed mom’s top lip over Zarla’s clit, caressing it as she tongue fucked her daughter. Zarla’s moans and grunts were coming more often and louder as Ken sped up. She heard Ken crying that he was going to cum. Zarla cried “Yes! Cum in her!” She felt Zarla jump and really pump herself into her mom’s mouth, and crying “YES! YES!” as she came. In moments, Ken’s dick swelled inside her then pumped a load into her. Mom felt his cock pulse again as he shot another load into her. Zarla laid back and quickly gasped her breath.

Zarla started to turn herself around as she told Ken not to move. Zarla slid and jostled herself into a sixty-niner position under her mom. “When you pull out,I am going to try to catch any globs that will fall out with your dick, but don’t move again, stay where you are. Ready?”

“Yes.”

“Go!”

Lifting her head, Zarla opened her mouth and as Ken pulled his still mostly hard cock out a large blob of his juice came with it. Zarla caught most of it, and then began to clean her mom’s cream pie. Mom felt Zarla lapping the moisture laden lips and surrounding surfaces then Zarla covered her vulva with her mouth. Zarla’s tongue was lapping the inside of her labia, then darting in and out of the gaping hole left by Ken pulling his cock out. In the meantime, mom got back to lapping Zarla’s pussy. God she is tasty, mom thought as she ran her tongue through the swollen tissues.

Then mom noticed that Zarla was performing wonders on her snatch. She could feel Zarla making a vacuum, sucking loose, deposited cum out of her. Still, she had to concentrate on her licking of Zarla’s love nest, otherwise she will cum again before Zarla is close close.

Licking and lapping labia lips, sucking on a clit, sipping free flowing juices, mom just kept at Zarla’s pussy while trying to not allow the pleasure she was receiving from Zarla’s tongue get to her was becoming increasingly difficult. She could feel a massive surge of sexual release building within her body, looking for a way to break her self control, to swamp her body with that pulse of relief she would always get from a woman’s tongue. Suddenly, Zarla’s body seized her, Zarla pushed her pussy right onto mom’s mouth as she came, forcing a momentary lapse in mom’s concentration and her own orgasm exploded within her. She could hear the muffled roar of Zarla’s cries of relief as she came, mom’s own moans escaped her as she too shared a gush of juice from her body into Zarla’s mouth.

Both women had wrapped themselves around each other, holding hard as they convulsed in a shared seizure of sexual energy. Wave after wave of pleasure swept through them, demanding as much contact between their bodies, their mouths on each other’s pussies as they could get. It seemed to last, for them for several minutes, but for Ken looking on it didn’t seem too long at all before they fell back and mom had rolled off Zarla. She had rolled into him, her back to him. He snuggled in closer, wrapping an arm over her and reaching for a breast. Mom felt Ken’s hardened prong poking into her back so wriggled her way up a bit and felt it snuggly fit between the cheeks of her ass.

Mom shook her booty to make sure Ken’s prick was buried securely in her gully where, if he wanted to, he could easily enter her from behind. Zarla slowly moved into a position where she could kiss mom’s cum covered lips, ensuring that mom was firmly wedged between herself and Ken.

Breaking for Zarla’s kiss, mom said, “This has been a wonderful gift, I loved it, but so, so wrong.”

“”We know mom,” replied Zarla, “But Ken and I had been denying ourselves forever and we finally understood that it was each other we really wanted, we had to extend our love to you.”

Ken kissed mom’s neck and said, “We made love for the first time last week, mom, I- we both felt that you have given us so much and asked for so little for yourself we had to reach out to you.”

Mom began wriggling onto her back and said, “When you were still babies, I got your father to place you on each breast so you could suckle. I would love for you to do that again.” Ken and Zarla moved and lay their heads near mom’s breasts, each taking a nipple into their mouths. Ken went one further and slid his hand down to touch mom’s pussy, so he could gently masturbate her while suckling, only to find Zarla had the same thought. “You father licked my pussy when I was feeding you sometimes. It was really hard not to squeeze the life out of you it was just so damned sexy.” Both began to move but mom held their heads to her breasts, “You can both play with me if you like, but I want you suckling on my nipples.”

As they were suckling, mom told them things that they didn’t know or had forgotten about their growing up, about their father, about their life before he died. They realized they had a child’s view of their father, the hero figure, but whom, they learned, was a man, a good man, but a man none-the-less. Nothing was sacred anymore, and mom eventually said, “I am going to watch Ken fuck you Zarla, and I am going to eat your cream pie. I am going to suck you Ken, make you cum in my mouth and share it with your sister.”

Zarla and Ken knew they were changing their lives with their seduction of their mother, but they didn’t realize that their mother was going to be taking charge, leading them to a different life. Then mom said, “You know, of course, you can’t stop seeing and having sex with other people. Pick the right ones, and we can all share them. I can’t get pregnant, but you’ll have to be careful with your sister, Ken, make sure that when she wants a baby, it’s not yours. Zarla, we too will have to be careful, we can’t expect that Ken will always be ready to fuck both of us, no matter how willing he might be. We will have to find another guy to join in.”

The future looked to be a real challenge, lying there in mom’s arms, but not one they couldn’t meet.

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