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CHAPTER FOUR

"Bullshit!"

Bob Jenson stared with disbelief. His legs, which had been dangling over the pool's edge and sloshing the warm glistening water, frozen in mid kick. His brown eyes had gone wide and incomprehension.

"It's the truth, I swear!" Chad burst in response, pleased at his friend's amazement but eager to convince him. "You just should've been there, that's all. She bounced on my cock like the world was gonna end and then she started begging for me to shoot my jizz in her."

"Bull shh-ittt!" Bob made a face, not convinced at all. "Mindy begging for it? Oh, sure!"

"Man, you just should've seen it," Chad persisted, grinning. "I never saw her act like that. She was hornier than hell! Haven't you ever seen a girl horny before? They get that way just like us and what do you expect them do, just sit around and like it?"

"Yeah, but…"

Bob's jaw worked, his mind reeling with the image of Chad and Mindy fucking. Finally he blurted out the only argument he had left.

"Yeah, but your own sister! That's sick!"

Chad's grin widened. He knew the real thoughts on his best friend's mind. Bob was jealous. All the guys had crushes on Mindy, but she had a school-wide reputation as a virgin. Bob was the only one who'd ever been to her house on a regular basis because he and Chad were neighbors and friends. He'd jerked off dozens of times just thinking about her voluptuous body, the same way Chad had jerked off thinking of other girls.

He was jealous, plain and simple. But that hadn't stopped him from listening to every detail of Chad's experience or from hearing his friend brag. It hadn't stopped his prick from stiffening in his trunks until they stood up like a tent, either. Both boys had hard-ons as they talked of Mindy.

"It just sort of happened, that's all." Chad shrugged in his own defense. "Mindy can be pretty sexy when she wants to be and I guess she was more interested in cocks than brothers. And when she showed me her cunt that was all I could think about, too."

"Wow." Bob shook his head, overwhelmed by images. Mindy Blake putting out for her little brother! "Oh wow…"

"Mind if I join you, dears?"

Both boys jerked around at the unexpected voice behind them.

Shara Jenson strolled along the patio toward them, her lithe, slender body clad in a modest two piece swim suit and a towel draped over one shoulder.

At first neither of them moved. Both teenagers were dazzled by the supple movements of Bob's mom. Unlike her bounteous neighbor Janice Blake, Shara had a model's figure that undulated with an almost hypnotic rhythm when she walked.

A vivacious redhead, she looked like she'd just stepped off of a magazine cover. Her short, curled hair glinted like an orange halo around one of the most beautiful faces Chad had ever seen. Her body moved with a natural sensuality that would've stiffened his young cock if it hadn't been that way already. Her out thrust tits swayed and her hips gyrated as if greased for action as she strode to the nearby lounge chair and unfolded it. She smoothed her towel over the long, flat seat and sat down with a bottle of suntan lotion in one delicate hand.

Catching their momentary silence, she looked up. "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"

"No, that's okay, Mom," Bob said. "We were just, uh…"

Abruptly realizing that he had a hard-on his mom couldn't possibly miss, Bob scooted hastily into the pool. Chad followed immediately and both boys stood in the waist-deep water, blushing fiercely.

Shara smiled, not at all fooled. She'd noticed their scrumptious, young hard-ons the moment she'd stepped out the back door. How could she have missed the sight of two teenaged pricks standing up with such obvious exuberance?

"I thought I'd get in an hour or so of sun before fixing supper," she explained lightly, uncapping the lotion and dribbling some into her hand. "Your father's out buying steaks. We thought it might be fun to grill by the pool this evening. All right with you?"

"Sure." Bob brightened, pretty sure his mom hadn't caught on to what they were talking about.

Then her cool green eyes turned on Chad. "You can join us if you want, dear. There ought to be plenty for everybody."

"Uhh, no thanks, Mrs. Jenson." Chad stumbled, watching her smooth the wet, filmy lotion over her long, slender legs. "I think we've kind of got plans."

"Well, maybe next dine." Finishing her legs, Shara reached up and unhooked the front clasp of her top. "But you don't know what you're missing, Chad."

Both boys gaped as she let the cups dangle loose over her tits and rubbed more lotion on her stomach and shoulders. Her fingers dripped unselfconsciously into her bared cleavage, making it shine with moistness.

Their blatant stares, combined with the vivid picture of those two massive, swollen cocks, had Shara's cunt creaming furiously.

God, she was horny!

And there wasn't a damned thing she could do about it.

The unpleasant thought made her frown slightly. Shara was not a woman who considered herself obsessed by sex. She wasn't one of those cock, starved housewives who took every opportunity to wrap themselves around any stiff prick. But it had been an unusual day. It had started well enough – during her shopping excursion a familiar glow of lust emanated from her pussy making her practically race home for a few loving strokes of. Sam's ever-ready prick.

And that's when the unusual thing happened. Instead of reacting with his normal insatiable lust, Sam had begged off. He'd pretended he was too tired and had too much on his mini when she'd laughed off his excuses and grabbed for his prick, he'd actually pulled away.

In twenty years of marriage Shara had never known her husband to pull away from anything before he was finished. He'd almost acted, well, guilty.

But what on earth did Sam have to be guilty about?

That question had plagued her all day, with only Sam's evasions and mumbled excuses for answers.

And the glow had built up in her cunt, unquenched and blossoming.

Now, as she rubbed herself down with lotion in front of her son and his friend, she felt the glow burst into a flame that melted her pussy.

"You know," she went on lightly, "you both really ought to put some of this on yourselves as well. It'll keep you from burning."

They glanced at each other. Then Chad answered politely. "Thanks, but we're pretty well tanned already, Mrs. Jenson. I don't guess we need any."

"Still, it wouldn't hurt. And I know, because I burn so easily."

In the midst of her idle chatter, Shara found herself thoroughly enjoying their stares. She arched and flexed her shoulders in perfectly innocent motions as she rubbed them, motions that made her dangling cups flap dangerously and show off fleeting glimpses of her firm tits. Despite the fact that her admirers were her own son and his teenaged friend, she was having more fun than she'd had all day.

It was Chad who gave her the chance to enjoy herself even more.

"Can we help, Mrs. Jenson?"

"Well…" Shara hesitated. She hadn't come out to purposely torment the boys, but to cool off. But the thought of having lotion spread over her by two horny teenagers was an enticement she couldn't refuse. "All right, if you really don't mind. If you'll do my back, Chad, then Bob can do my legs."

They looked at each other again and she caught the small questioning shrug of Bob's shoulders. He'd never seen his mom act quite like that before.

"Okay."

They clambered out of the pool, their hard-ons almost gone.

With malicious intent, Shara brought both their hard-ons right back to life when she turned away and shed her top completely, then slid onto her stomach on the lounge divan.

"There, that'll make it easier for you," she explained over her shoulders, watching the two crotches swell up with renewed interest. "And don't hurry – I want to enjoy the massage."

Bob didn't seem to know what to do next. His mother had never acted so sexy before. In fact, he'd never even thought of her as sexy until then. He was just beginning to understand how a brother and sister could fuck each other.

Chad stepped forward and poured out a handful of the liquid, then rubbed both his hands together and placed them lightly on her shoulders.

"Is this right, Mrs. Jenson."

"Umm, that's just fine." Shara glanced back. "Bob, you aren't going to make Chad do all the work, are you?"

"Uh, no, I guess not."

Bob followed suit, moistening his palms and lowering them to his mother's legs, one coming to rest on each of her slender calves.

His heart began to thump and his cock tented up his trunks like a massive pole as Shara sighed and relaxed, taking full advantage of the situation.

"Hey, this is kind of fun." Chad said, watching the wet trails his fingers made over her skin. "It reminds me of finger-painting when I was a kid."

She chuckled at his enjoyment. "You can finger-paint all you want, but be sure not to miss a spot. I want a nice even tan when the painting's done, you know?"

Laughing, he complied. His cool, wet hands ran up and down her bare back in long leisurely strokes, sliding from her neck all the way down to the border of her bikini and back up along her sides. The tips of his fingers brushed the outside of her mashed tits slightly.

Shara purred at those furtive little brushes, urging them on without being obvious.

Though Bob was slower getting started he was soon carried away as well by their activity. His palms worked on one leg at a time, gliding from ankle to thigh and back down. Growing bolder, soon his upstrokes went all the way to her bikini edge and the rise of her ass mound that was exposed there, lingering subtly before slipping away.

It was the most delightful rubdown she'd ever had and Shara couldn't resist helping it along. "Now don't be shy, darlings. I'm certain you're getting every inch of me. Chad, you're not going far enough down, a little further… yes, that's it."

"Like this, Mrs. Jenson?" Chad's fingers rippled over her lower back, pushing against the elastic border of her bottom and forcing it back a bit.

"Mmm, yesss," she groaned, tingling wickedly. Amazed at Mrs. Jenson's unembarrassed attitude but glad to oblige, Chad worked his hands over her with fresh enthusiasm, inching the bottom of her bikini down further with each sweep of his hand, hoping frantically that she wouldn't notice.

Observing it all in mixed astonishment and arousal, Bob gasped as his mom's bikini peeled back to reveal the first hint of her tight asscrack peeking between the up curve of her flesh asscheeks. Chad's fingers hovered over the inch or so of bared ass mounds, kneading them with obvious delight and forcing the material down even more.

Bob couldn't believe it was really happening. He knew his mom liked to run around the house in skimpy outfits and sheer, translucent nighties, but that had seemed normal. Except for sneaking an occasional glimpse at her lithe, model's figure, he'd hardly given her a thought.

But at the moment he was seeing his mother in a totally new light. Still horny from listening to Chad's eager confession, he found himself staring down at the shapely, almost – nude body stretched before him and seeing her the way she really was – a beautiful and desirable woman who couldn't possibly miss what was going on, but who didn't seem to care a bit.

His prick jerked up stiffer than ever. His cock pounded in his trunks at his new perception of his mom.

As if she'd sensed her son's thoughts, Shara turned her head and let out a relaxed little moan.

"Ahhh, that's much better. Is something wrong, Bob? You're not doing your part!"

"Uhh, no, Mom," he said hastily, returning to his duty. "I just thought you were finished, is all."

"Hmmm, maybe you're right."

Her words caught Chad with his hands frozen where they were, edged wider the peeled-back material and actually cupping Mrs. Jenson's asscheeks.

Shara went on as casually as if she were talking about the weather. "I think I am done on that side. But you've both been such excellent massagers, you wouldn't mind finishing the job, would you?"

Before either boy had time to do more than gape dumbly, she rolled over and settled on her back.

She almost laughed at the looks on their faces. With their mouths hanging open, their expressions slack and their crotches bulging with hardness, they devoured the sight of her with an arm casually draped across her up surging tits. The bikini bottom had been rolled far down her flat stomach, exposing just the fringe of her downy red fur that promised the even richer treasure of her cunt.

Giving them time for one good look, she caught their attention with a smile. "Well? You're not going to just stand there, are you?"

Chad swallowed hard and grinned. "Not me! I'm glad to help."

He quickly poured more cream into his hands and returned to rubbing her shoulders.

"I guess I can help same more, too."

Bob copied his friend's actions, smoothing fresh lotion over his palms and bending to caress his mother's legs.

Shara sighed, her pussy creaming furiously as two pairs of eager hands resumed their fondling massage. The presence of their throbbing pricks washed away all her inhibitions in a flood of streaming cunt juice.

It was wrong to take advantage of the situation – God, Bob was her own son! But she couldn't help it. A whole day of unsatisfied horniness had blown a valve and her pent-up arousal came pouring out in gushes that drenched the crotch of her bikini.

Without considering the consequences, she egged them on.

"That feels so nice… ummm, I could take this kind of treatment all day."

The arm folded over her tits slipped away, almost as if by accident.

Astounded, Chad stared down at Mrs. Jenson's bare tits. Small and firm and jutting up with hardly any sag at all, they soared into the pinkest nipples he'd ever seen. They spiked out into quivering, hard little points that seemed to ache for attention.

"Jeezus…"

His voice came out in a small hissing gasp and his wet hands slid down to cover her lush, taut tits.

It was an act of pure reflex, but Mrs. Jenson didn't seem to mind. Instead, she groaned and smiled, delighted.

"Ahhh – that's better, Chad. You know just how to rub me down the way I like it. Mmmm…"

She began to breathe faster as his hands kneaded in circular motions over her pliant tits. His palms rubbed hard over her stiffened nipples and made them spire up with even greater urgency.

Amazed, Bob watched his mom's fat, pink nipples quiver and jump between his friend's fingers. He knew his mother was acting funny, but he hadn't expected it to go so far.

Before he could react, Shara abruptly spoke again in a lightly scolding tone. "Bob, you aren't doing your share! Now get back to work and don't make Chad do it all."

"Okay, Mom."

Hardly able to believe it was happening, he resumed kneading her slender legs, running his hands along her thighs with even less inhibition. Almost immediately he noticed the wet stain growing at her crotch. It made a long exclamation point of darkness along the skimpy material right where her cunt was. In fact, the wetness made her bikini plaster itself so tightly that it creased inward sharply. He could make out the twin, puffy lips of his mom's pussy jutting out all swollen and bloated as if ready to take in a stiff, aching prick.

The realization struck – his mom was horny! Hell, she was practically begging for action!

Stunned but ready to comply, Bob let his fingers drift up until they were rubbing tight against her wet crotch, exploring its dampness as he massaged her smooth, parted, inner thighs.

Shara gasped afresh under that tickling, hesitant touch. "Oh, yes, that's so much nicer, ahbhhh!"

By this time neither boy was displaying the least hint of shyness. Chad's hands nimbly plucked at her tits and Bob's fingers slid along her crotch in sly, groping strokes that had her squirming with fresh delight.

She didn't mind at all. It made her next words come out easily, without any pretense whatsoever.

"Uhm, you're both doing such a nice job! You don't mind if I get more comfortable, do you? Since the two of you seem so intent on being thorough, why don't we just dispense with formalities? Bob, would you mind getting rid of these?"

With those words, she arched her hips up, giving them permission to remove her bikini bottoms entirely.

Eyes wide and glowing with barely concealed lust, Bob didn't pause. "Sure, Mom. Anything you want."

His voice was cracked, but his fingers slipped up quickly and grasped the taut fabric. The bottoms peeled away with one wrenching motion and slipped onto the patio floor. Two voices sucked in loud breaths as her cunt appeared in all its fiery glory, rich and red and thick-curled.

For the very first time her son got the full display of her well juiced pussy. Its pink mouth poached open and literally drooled hot creamy arousal from its fur-fringed depths.

Bob's eyes were round and fastened on that wonderful, drenched pussy. He'd never seen anything so beautiful in his life. His mom's legs were parted just enough for him to see everything. Her clit stuck out moist and erect, just like an oily button above a cunthole that winked teasingly, dripping wet and opened wide enough for him to see all the way up inside her.

The fact that she was his mother didn't matter at all anymore. He stared, fascinated.

She went on, her voice husky. "Well, you don't have to both stand there gawking like that. That's a bit embarrassing, don't you think? I might feel more comfortable if… well… You've been such darlings, why don't we just be totally honest? Hop out of those tight trunks so I won't feel so naked and alone."

For an instant neither of them moved. Then Chad, who was the more experienced to the two, made his move.

"Hey, that's a great idea! You don't need to be embarrassed, Mrs. Jenson. I'll be glad to help."

Even before he'd finished talking he was pulling his trunks down and stepping out of them. His cock soared up in the air. His prick was so thick and stiff it made Shara's cunt spasm with pleasure.

An instant later Bob did the same, a little unsure of himself but every bit as horny. His prick bobbed drunkenly above a heavy, wrinkled ball sack, much larger than she would even have imagined.

Confronted by both of their rigid, wagging pricks, she couldn't resist responding.

"Oh my, such lovely cocks! That does make me feel better, believe me. We don't have anything at all to be shy about, do we? And you won't mind if I show how much I appreciate the gesture, do you?"

Her hands swooped out and Chad's whole body went stiff as she grasped his enormous, throbbing prick and palmed his hefty balls, caressing them!

The pretense vanished completely with that act and Bob piped up without thinking. "Hey, what about me, Mom? I took mine off, too!"

Shara laughed, giddy at the spectacle of the two cocks hovering over her. "Don't worry dear, I haven't forgotten you!"

She parted her legs wider than ever and dropped one hand down to pry her puffy cuntlips apart. The other hand still held Chad's big prick firmly.

"I want to feel you too, darling. Right here where I can enjoy it most."

If there was any doubt left as to her intentions, it dropped away then. She was a sexy, vivacious woman stretched out nude beneath them, offering her cunt to Bob as naturally as if it were something she did every day.

"Oh shit!"

Gulping hard, he accepted the offer happily. Scrambling onto the divan and on top of his mother's ripe, slick body, he shoved his cock toward her gaping pussy entrance.

"Ohh, yes!"

Shara moaned as his engorged prickhead speared at her cunt, slipping and darting along its fuzzed rim. No longer caring about anything except his delicious, stabbing cock, she grasped its veined hugeness and pulled it straight into her gushing pussy.

"Now, darling, push hard! Ohhh, oh yes, honey, harder! Now move it back and forth a little and – ahhhh! Slide it in me all the way – aaayyyy!"

Her words rose to a cry as he lurched. His prickhead gouged between her cuntlips and slipped home neatly.

Enraptured by that first slithering taste of cock, Shara almost forgot entirely about Chad's cock jumping in her hand. Her fingers had closed over it instinctively and even as Bob began to ease his thick cock back and forth in an automatic fucking motion, she began to tug at that cock, pumping fist over his prick with harsh, squeezing pulls.

"Yes, baby, now you're… Oh my God! You're doing it just fine! This is the kind of massage Mother really loves best! Faster, dear, faster! Yes!"

Bob thrashed and heaved, his cock totally engulfed in his mom's juicy cunt. Her pussy muscles closed over it in a vise-like grip, sucking at every thrusting inch as he pounded his prick home, gasping out loud.

"Oh, Mom, that's really good! Fuck my cock for me? Yeah, fuck it."

Overjoyed at this new relationship with his own mother, he rammed his cock into her even harder.

Shara wailed and bucked up to take it, clenching Chad's prick frantically. After her taunting and teasing, she was soaring toward climax already. Gush after gush of sheer pleasure flooded through her, making her sob for more.

"That's all right, darling, that's just right! Give me all your sweet cock. Stuff it up my pussy just like that! So good! More, Bob, more!"

Twisting up to take her son's lunging prick, she found that Chad's cock was looming just above her expression of pure glee spread over his face. An face and he chuckled hoarsely as his inflamed cockhead bobbed toward her.

"That's it, Mrs. Jenson. Pump on my prick good! Oh fuck, that's real good, ahhh!"

The urge was too great. With Bob's cock pounding full-length in and out of her pussy, Shara was a furnace of sensations. He craned her head up, smiling blissfully.

"It – ahh! – it's going to be even better, Chad. Now I'm going to, uhhhh… give you a massage as well. Like this."

Her lips opened and his fat, red cockhead disappeared between them.

Delighted, both boys gasped as Bob's mom took their cocks simultaneously, sucking her son's prick up her cunt and paying the same favor with her mouth on Chad's jerking, hard cock.

In all her experience, Shara had never taken two cocks at once before. Heaving and groaning in utter rapture, she bounced on the divan with uninhibited joy. More and more of Chad's prick was gulped down her throat and the sight of his cock vanishing into his mom's mouth made Bob slam even more furiously. Within moments they were both fucking in and out of her.

It was as much cock as Shara could have hoped for and it had its desired effect. With just a few strokes of the two lurching pricks she blasted in climax, writhing in an orgasm more complete than any she'd had in a long time.

Completion geysered from her cunt in fountains of pussy cream as she sucked and fucked deliriously, feeling two sets of cum-filled balls slapping against her ass and chin.

"Man, look at her go!" Chad chortled, beside himself. "Oh fucking shit, your mom's sucking the jizz right out of my prick! Suck it, Mrs. Jenson. Suck it hard!"

Suddenly his prick rippled in her mouth and Shara found her throat flooded with spurting hot cockcream. She swallowed greedily, taking each burst and sucking for more.

Chad groaned. "Ahhhh…"

Bob saw his friend's face go lax with completion and saw a little splatter of thick, white liquid dribble from between his mother's lips as she bobbed her head up and down wildly.

And if that wasn't proof enough, he saw Chad's prick slide limply free as Shara's delicate, pink tongue flicked out after it, darting over its big, smooth head and lapping at the little gobs of cream still clinging there.

"Jesus, Mom!" he panted, driving his cock into her even faster. "Jesus, you're really doing it! Take our cock juice! Take it all – ahhhhh!"

His cock exploded then, fountaining jism up his mother's squeezing pussy. He wrenched, plowing it all the way into her as Shara reeled up to take it.

"Babyyyy!" she wailed, wrapping her slim, shapely legs around his waist and pumping up. "Give it to me, love, give me your cream! Fuck me good, honey, do it to me – eeeeeeee!"

Heaving and undulating, she gulped her son's jizz up her cunt with every bit as much hunger as she'd drunk in Chad's load. Blast after blast tore into her seething channel and she took it all.

And with each fresh shooting drop, her orgasm rose to a frenzied peak.

It was everything Shara wanted – everything Sam had denied her. She clung to her son's thrashing prick until it was empty and hung onto it for every twinge of completion until he slumped, drained and weary.

"Oh shit, Mom," he managed, dazed. "Shit! That was the fucking best! Oh yeah!"

Shara couldn't agree more.

"Sweet baby," she purred, ecstatic. "Sweet, sweet baby…"

Her legs slipped apart and at last Bob rose. Chad was already wiggling back into his trunks and he did the same. Then both boys paused, gazing down with happy expressions at the limp, gorgeous redhead.

Chad grinned. "Wow, what a rubdown! I'll be glad to give you that kind of massage anytime, Mrs. Jenson!"

Shara smiled, licking the clinging taste of cum from her lips and feeling Bob's jism seep from her cunt. "Ummm, we'll just have to see about that, won't we? After all I expect to be doing quite a bit of sun bathing this summer! But you'd both better take a dip now and cool off before Mr. Jenson gets home. After all, we don't want him to wonder what you've been up to. Now scoot, so I can relax from all this relaxing!"

Laughing in pure delight, they did as she suggested.

As the two playful teenagers splashed into the pool's refreshing wetness, Shara couldn't help chuckling herself. She was more relaxed than she'd been in a long time.

And there was nothing wrong with that, was there?