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CHAPTER TWO

Janet was apprehensive. Her ex-husband had told them the truth. She couldn't say no. Just about anyone could manipulate her. She didn't want to be hurt, especially sexually. She didn't even want to be degraded or humiliated. It just happened that way. If someone understood that part of her personality, they could use her for any purpose they wanted.

She was passive, she allowed it. She experienced pleasure when she was degraded, humiliated. She didn't want to feel pleasure, but that was the way it was, and she couldn't do anything about it. Her husband knew that, and now the twins knew it.

Monday, Barry would fuck his sister, and Janet couldn't prevent it from happening. She couldn't talk to them, let them know she had watched the night before, listened to what they said. They would fuck each other, and Janet knew she would be trying to watch, unable to stop herself or the fucking.

Monday. Five more days.

She tried to read, but her attention wouldn't focus. There was too much distraction.

Shari and Barry were wrestling on the floor, and even when Barry kicked a figurine from a small, fragile table, shattering it, Janet couldn't say anything. Barry had sent her a glance, but she flushed and pretended to be too absorbed in her book to even notice the breaking sound it made.

Barry wore cut-off jeans and nothing else. Shari had on a pair of her extremely tight shorts and a boy's shirt. Janet watched as Barry let his sister pin him to the floor and climb on top of him. But instead of sitting on his stomach, Shari spread her body on top of her brother, and Janet noticed her tight, little ass moving, grinding. Barry had his arms about his sister's waist, and he was pushing his cock up at her gently moving crotch.

My God, Janet thought. They're almost fucking right in front of me! Shari is rubbing her cunt on his cock, and if they didn't have clothes on, Barry's cock would be poking at his sister's cunt.

She noticed her son looking at her as his sister wiggled on top of him, and although she was blushing deeply, she couldn't say anything. Barry grinned at her, and she quickly lowered her eyes to the book. But the words blurred, and she kept lifting her eyes to watch Shari's wiggling ass. Shari spread her slender legs along the outside of her brother. Janet could see the tightness of those shorts, Shari's crotch, the creamy, inner smoothness of her long, young thighs.

Janet saw Barry slide his hands down to his sister's ass and cup Shari's little ass-cheeks, bringing a moan from Shari. Barry was watching his mother as he pushed upward on his sister's hips, and Janet gasped softly when she saw the head of his cock push from the frayed leg of his cut-offs. It was only a quick peek, then Shari smashed her pussy back onto his cock, hard.

But Barry had seen his mother's reaction. He had seen the sudden flare of heat in his mother's eyes, heard the soft gasp she made. He cupped his sister's tightly clad ass and clung to Shari's ass-cheeks openly as he watched his mother. He pushed his cock up to his sister's hot, little cunt, making Shari squeal softly with sensation.

Shari's young body trembled, and the cheeks of her little ass clenched. She pressed hard onto her brother's throbbing cock, and whispered into Barry's ear, "You made me cum."

Janet barely heard the words.

After a moment, her body shivering, Shari climbed from her brother. She sat on the other side of him, facing their mother. Shari saw the head of his cock sticking from his cut-offs. With a soft giggle, she pulled her brother's cock from the leg of his shorts. Barry lay still, gazing at their mother.

Janet's gaze burned on his cock, unable to avoid seeing it. She stared as if hypnotized, her book now resting in her lap.

Shari looked up at their mother, and with a hot expression in her young eyes, closed her fist about her brother's cock and began to wantonly jack it. Both Barry and Shari stared at her, and Shari's tight fist moved up and down his cock. Janet was blushing; she could feel the heat on her face, but there was nothing she could do about it.

"Wanna play with his cock, Mother?" Shari giggled, the sound lewd. "Wanna play with Barry's cock?"

Janet couldn't breathe. All she could do was sit there and stare at her daughter's hand moving on her son's cock.

"It's very hard, Mother," Shari said, almost whispering. "Barry can get a real big hard-on, and its fun to play with. He can squirt, too, Mother. I can make Barry cum so hard, it goes way up in the air. Wanna see me make him cum, Mother?"

"No," Janet whispered. "Shari, don't do that!"

There was no strength in her words. Her eyes told of her inner turmoil.

"I wanna jack him off, Mother!" Shari giggled. "I like to hold his cock. He sure can squirt it high! Wanna see how high I make him cum, Mother?"

"No!" Janet said, trying to put force behind her words, and failing, as usual.

"I bet Mom wants to feel it," Barry said. "Maybe you're right, Shari. Maybe we have to make her do it."

Janet began to tremble.

"Please," she whispered. "Don't… leave me alone, please!"

But she was staring at her son's cock, seeing Shari's small hand pump up and down, making his smooth cock-head swell and bulge, his pisshole opening wetly. She knew if they made her touch his cock, she couldn't resist. She wasn't strong enough to resist. Her cunt burned wetly, her cunt-lips puffy inside her panties, her clit throbbing with knotted hardness.

Janet stared upon her son's cock, her daughter's fist pumping it. She sat there and trembled, knowing they had her, controlled her, and possessed her passions now. And, Janet knew, if they pushed the right buttons, said the right things, touched her the right way, she would be their toy, something for them to play with, to use, to enjoy in any manner they desired. And she was helpless to stop it.

Shari pulled her hand from her brother's cock.

Barry stood, his prick sticking from his shorts, quivering up and down. Janet saw his piss-hole drip.

Barry moved toward her.

"No," Janet moaned. "Please, don't… go away! Barry I'm your mother! Don't! Leave me alone, please! Oh, please, don't!"

But Janet didn't move, she stared at her son's cock as he approached her, her eyes filmed with desire.

Barry stood close to her now, and Shari had joined him. Shari lifted the book from Janet's lap, and Janet sat passively, waiting, knowing what was about to happen and that she was powerless to stop it.

"Let's look under her dress," Shari said. "Let's take a look at her cunt, Barry."

"Shari, don't, please!" Janet sobbed. Barry lifted his mother's dress high. Both Barry and Shari peeked, seeing her long legs, her panties. Janet pressed her thighs together, a feeble effort to conceal her cunt.

"Let's see her tits," Barry said.

"Yes, I wanna see how big her tits are!" Shari giggled, and her hands pulled their mother's sweater up to her chin.

Janet sat stiff, trembling. Her bra was filled tightly, but that didn't prevent Shari from shoving the cups upward, exposing her tits. Tears came into Janet's eyes, and she tried to keep them closed, to keep from staring at her son's cock. But she couldn't close them, couldn't stop looking at his hard-on. She heard her daughter and son gasp as they gazed at her revealed tits. She had full tits, round and firm, with stiff nipples. Her tits stood out proudly on her chest, succulent and satiny.

"Daddy said Mother loved to have her tits sucked," Barry said, his voice sounding awed. "Wanna try it, Shari? Wanna suck her tits?"

"Please," Janet cried softly, lifting her hands and cupping her naked tits. But Barry pulled her hands away. They had released her skirt, but the hem was high on her long, slim thighs, almost at her lap. When her son pulled her unresisting hands from her tits, she looked up at him, pleading in her wet eyes.

"Dad was right!" Barry said, triumphantly. "We can do anything we want with Mom. She didn't try to stop me from moving her hands off her tits, Shari!"

"I told you, silly," Shari giggled.

"I'm gonna suck her tits."

"Barry, please don't!" Janet whimpered as her son sat at her side and placed his hand on her tit.

"I'm gonna suck it anyway, Mom," he replied. "I wanna suck your tits and taste your nipples."

"Do it, Barry!" Shari urged, sitting at the other side of her mother. "Go on, suck her tit!"

Janet rested her head on the back of the couch, closing her eyes. She sat with her hands at her hips, shaking. She felt her son's hot, wet mouth close over her tit. She moaned. She felt her daughter cup her other tit, squeezing it, playing with her nipple. Janet's hips moved, writhing in a subtle way on the couch. She couldn't stop her hips from moving. Her cunt was on fire and the harder she tried to stop writhing her hips the more she twisted them.

"She's getting hot!" Shari gurgled.

Janet felt her daughter suck her tit. The two young mouths pulled hard at her nipples, and the sensation shot down her body to her cunt. Janet whimpered as she felt a small explosion between her thighs, feeling her orgasm radiate along her crotch. She moaned.

The twins sucked her tits for what seemed a long time to Janet. When they lifted their mouths, she felt the cool air on her wet nipples. She was afraid to open her eyes, afraid to look at them. She made a feeble attempt to pull her wrist away when she felt her son take it, but her muscles refused to obey. She groaned as she felt her fingers wrap about her son's cock then she was lost completely.

Janet squeezed her son's cock hard.

"Ahhh!" Barry moaned in pleasure. "That's nice, Mom! Squeeze my cock! Jack my cock, Mom."

Janet's fist moved up and down her son's cock. She didn't try to stop, knowing it was hopeless.

"Jack him off, Mother!" Shari cried out with excitement. "Make Barry cum! He cums hard and an awful lot! You'll see, Mother!"

"No!" Janet sobbed. "I don't want to do this! Please, don't make me do this!"

But the twins paid no attention to her, and her fist paid no attention to her frantic orders from her spinning mind. She held her son's cock tightly, jacking up and down, feeling his cock throb in her hand. Her cunt was running with juices.

"Let's take her panties off," Shari said. "I wanna see Mother's cunt!"

"Don't touch me!" Janet said weakly.

Janet peeked from her slitted eyes as her son pulled her fist off his cock, her fingers trying to cling to him. Barry shoved her skirt to her waist, and Shari opened Janet's legs. Both kids looked down, seeing Janet's drenched panties.

"Come on, let's take her panties off!" Barry said.

Janet's body turned stiff, but as they began to tug at her skimpy panties, she went limp. Her panties were dragged to her knees, then off her feet. She couldn't close her knees when Barry grabbed one, Shari the other. They opened her legs, spreading them wide.

"Ooooh, look at her cunt!" Shari gasped. "She's very wet! Her pussy is wetter than mine gets, Barry!"

"I like that cunt-hair," Barry said.

"Lets play with her cunt!" his twin sister urged, scooting her small hand up Janet's thigh. "Wow! Her pussy is wet and hot!"

Janet felt her daughter place her palm over her cunt, and her hips lifted, pressing against Shari's palm.

"You touch her pussy, Barry."

Barry did. Janet groaned as she felt her son's finger slide into her cunt. Her hairy cunt-lips grasped his finger, trying to pull it deeper. She balled her hands into fists, trying to stop the movement of her hips, but they jerked up and down despite her efforts.

"She's fucking my finger!" Barry giggled.

"I see!" Shari replied. "Listen, Barry. Daddy was right. You can see he was right now. Why don't you fuck Mother?"

"You think I should?" Barry asked.

Janet found it difficult to believe they were talking like that about her, as if she weren't there. She was simply a body to them – a body to touch and play with. She felt her pussy respond in a fiery hunger as her son probed it with his finger. If he fucked her, she knew there was nothing she could do to stop him. He would put his cock in her cunt and fuck her and she would go wild.

"Go on, stick your cock in her cunt!" Shari urged. "I wanna see you fuck Mother! Fuck her in her pussy, Barry!"

"We're supposed to wait until our birthday!" Barry replied. "We promised."

"That's me, silly," Shari said. "We promised Daddy we wouldn't fuck each other until our birthday. We didn't promise anything about not fucking Mother, did we?"

"Well, I guess not."

"Go on and fuck her!" Shari moaned hotly. "I wanna see your cock up her hairy cunt, Barry! I bet Mother will love it! Remember what Daddy said! She goes wild when she's fucked!"

Janet watched her son as he moved between her legs. She didn't resist as they pulled her ass to the edge of the couch, nor did she resist as her legs were opened wider. She was holding her breath, still trying to keep her passions under control, quickly losing her fragile grip on them. She saw her son pull the crotch of his cut-offs wide, and his cock and balls were completely exposed.

Shari took hold of his cock. She stroked his prick as Barry pushed his hips between Janet's spread thighs. As his cock came close, Shari turned it loose.

"Poke her!" Shari cried excitedly, leaning over her mother's hips to watch. "Fuck her cunt."

Barry touched the tip of his cock to his mother's swollen clit.

"Oh, God!" Janet yelped, and her hips shot upward.

The head of her son's cock slipped into her cunt, then Janet grabbed his hips and jerked him forward hard, driving his cock completely into her pussy.

"Oooohh, look at that!" Shari gurgled. "She wants you to fuck her! Barry!"

"Fuck me!" Janet screamed in passion. "Ohhh, fuck me in my cunt! Fuck my pussy! Ahhh, your cock is so hard and my cunt wants it so much! Fuck my cunt! Give my cunt that hard cock! Fuck my cunt and squirt it to me and make me cum!"

"Wow!" Barry groaned, feeling his mother's cunt grip his buried prick. "Dad was right!"

"Fuck her good, Barry!" Shari squealed, sliding her fingers through the silky hair of her mother's cunt. "Do what she wants! Fuck her and cum in her and make her cum!"

Janet plunged her cunt up and down, sliding her pussy on her son's throbbing cock, taking his prick as deep as she could, grinding her hips frantically, gasping and crying with ecstasy. She pounded her cunt up and down, making wet sounds as her hairy pussy-lips smashed at the base of her son's cock.

"Ahhh, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Janet sobbed, her ass humping and churning wantonly. "My cunt loves a hard cock! Mother's cunt needs that hard cock! Fuck Mother's hot cunt! Fuck Mother in her hot, wet cunt!"

She was so wild; her head twisted from side to side, her hair flying about her contorted face. She gripped her son's hips with tight fingers, pushing and jerking him, driving his cock in and out of her cunt swiftly. She shot her ass up, then down, then in tight circles of intense rapture.

Shari, her young eyes gleaming as she watched her brother's cock slide in and out of their mothers hairy cunt, began to squeeze her mother's tits.

"Ohhh, pull my fucking tits off, Shari!" Janet cried. "Pull my fucking tits off! Fuck me! Fuck me and squeeze my tits and ram your hard cock up my hot cunt and fill it with cum-juice!"

Janet jerked her cunt up and down, grinding in a frenzy on her son's cock. She could feel his prick throb deeply, feel the exciting friction, the delicious stretching of her cunt. She could feel his young balls beat against the crack of her hot ass, and she smashed her satiny thighs against his, squeezing him between them, then flinging her legs wide apart with total abandon. She began to scream, her orgasm ballooning hotly inside her pussy.

"Ohhh, make me cum!" she shouted. "Fuck my cunt raw, but make me cum! Please, make me cum! My cunt is on fire and I have to cum."

"You're so wet, Mom," Barry groaned, ramming his cock back and forth, meeting her churning cunt. "You're so wet and hot!"

"Yes, I am! I'm so wet and hot!" Janet sobbed. "My cunt is wet! My cunt is hot! My cunt wants to fuck! Mother's cunt wants to fuck your hard cock!"

Shari lowered her mouth to her mother's swollen tit, pulling Janet's nipple into her hungry mouth. She clutched Janet's other tit as she sucked hard, her face turned to watch her mother's hairy pussy hump up and down on Barry's cock.

"Suck my tit, Shari!" Janet yelled. "Suck my fucking tit off! I don't care! Chew my fucking nipple! Ooooh, Barry, you're about to make me cum!"

Barry was choking, his balls very tight. He stared down at his mother's hot cunt pounding on his cock. He felt as if his mother's cunt was chewing and sucking his prick, trying to get his cock deeper than possible. He was close to cumming, and was overwhelmed by the sensation. It was much different than his sister jacking him off, or him jacking off onto Shari's cunt.

"Ohhhh, now!" Janet screamed.

But she squeezed tightly on her son's cock as he shot through her. She rammed her hairy pussy to the base of his cock, grinding and straining, screaming out her rapture shamelessly.

"I gotta cum!" Barry groaned.

Shari jerked her mouth off her mother's tits. "Cum in her cunt! Shoot it up her fucking cunt, Barry."

"I am!" Barry groaned.

The scalding juice of his balls erupted from his cock, spraying the clutching walls of his mother's greedy cunt, filling her. Janet screamed again as her orgasm increased in power. Her mind was going blank, the ecstasy almost more than she could stand. She came and came, her cunt clutching her son's gushing cock hungrily. She wondered if her orgasm would ever stop. It was starting to be painful, then suddenly, her cum was over.

"I don't believe it!" Barry said, pulling his cock from her pussy, looking down at her glistening cunt-lips. "Daddy sure told us the truth! What a hot piece of ass when you make her fuck!"

"I told you!" Shari giggled. "Daddy wouldn't lie to us about that."

Janet shoved her skirt down, her shame burning on her face. She couldn't look at her twins.