Standing on the first floor landing, her hands braced on the wooden rail, Lydia Roper was shaking with lust and shock. She had just walked into the bathroom with a pile of fresh towels and found her eldest son Josh standing behind his younger brother, Jake. Both boys were naked and Josh was gently humping his hips, buggering his brother. It was clear from the faces of both boys as they turned and smiled at her that having sex with each other was not something they did on impulse, and, judging by the hardness of Jake's thick, hard prick jutting from his groin, he loved having his brother's cock fucking his arse.

Lydia felt a trickle of warm sex oil ooze from her pussylips and drip down the inside of her leg. Her breasts were heaving with desire, her nipples hard. The sight had excited her so much she badly needed to be fucked, or, better still, buggered just like Jake, her hungry arsehole twitching with anticipation at being filled with Josh's hot, hard cock.

Eighteen months earlier, during a family holiday to Tuscany, Lydia had succumbed to the charms of the hunky teenage pool-boy, Paolo, and knelt in front of him, his cock filling her mouth to capacity and then spurting a huge quantity of thick, salty sperm down her throat. It was just as Paolo was climaxing that Josh, returning unexpectedly for his tennis racquet, had discovered her in the act of gulping down semen greedily. Paolo had fled and Lydia had been about to struggle to her feet, deeply embarrassed, knowing a rope of sperm was dripping from her chin onto the slopes of her breasts, when Josh had shocked her utterly by hooking his thumbs in the waistband of his swim trunks and pulled them down to expose the massively erect length of his cock.

"Now me, Mummy," he said with a sly grin, his eyes meeting hers as he moved toward her, running his fingers through the mass of her black hair to hold her head steady and as he slid his prick, already dripping with pre-come, into the wet warmth of her mouth.

Lydia had wanted to protest, desperate to tell her son what he was doing to her was wrong, it was incest, but then the salty fuckpole filling her mouth had begun to pump out dribbles of delicious spunk, the spunk of her beloved eldest son, and Lydia realised he had simply inherited her lustful nature and that she had wanted, for the longest time, to be fucked by the handsome boy she had given birth to sixteen years before.

In the course of the next hour Josh had taken her several times over, pumping his come into her belly, the depths of her cunt and, to her utter delight, deep into her bowels, stretching her out on a sunbed so he could hoist her legs over his shoulders and thrust his thick prick deep into her rectum. Lydia was not an anal virgin, her husband Andrew had insisted on fucking her in all three holes on their wedding night, but this was the first time she had ever been sodomised and enjoyed it. And she more than enjoyed it: she screamed with lust and ecstasy, her heavy breasts rolling back and forth, her eyes tight shut, her body covered in sweat, shuddering and jerking as Josh buggered her through orgasm after orgasm, his balls seemingly inexhaustible as his sperm created the perfect slippery lube to heighten their mutual pleasure.

The rest of the holiday had passed in a blur, Josh finding an excuse to fuck her silly whenever he could get away from his 14-year-old brother Jake, while their father happily spent his time on the nearby golf course improving his handicap. For Lydia the biggest handicap her husband had was he wasn't as well endowed as his eldest son and, when he fucked her arse, didn't take his time to ensure she moaned and whimpered through repeated climaxes, as Josh made sure she did. Lydia was in lust with Josh, and loved every minute of it.

The sexual idyll in Tuscany finished all too soon but Lydia was determined she should still have frequent opportunities when her handsome, very well-hung son could bury his cock in her mouth, pussy and arsehole. She lusted for teenage boy cock and wasn't about to be denied the excitement of having an affair, especially when it was with her own son. The only problem was when the holiday ended Josh and his brother returned to boarding school and Lydia found the wait interminable between weekends when she could visit.

The most recent weekend had turned into an orgy of frenzied fucking and buggery, climaxing in the revelation that her youngest son Jake was well aware of his mother's incestuous relationship with Josh and was just as hungry to fuck her as his brother. And indeed he had, first filling her bowels with his semen while Josh fucked her cunt, and then totally reducing Lydia to a mass of well-fucked, if slightly shocked, woman by forcing his cock in alongside Josh's in her overstretched anus and sodomising her until all three collapsed in a heap of sweaty bodies, Lydia's sperm-filled shitchute overflowing with the huge load of semen the boys pumped into her bowels.

But the weekend was all over all too soon and Lydia felt desperately depressed when she left her sons on the Sunday evening to drive home to Dorset. She counted the days to half term when she would have her sons home for a whole week and spent hours stretched out on her bed, suckling her own big, heavy breasts and masturbating with her biggest sex toys as she imagined the ways Josh and Jake would empty their balls into her hungry holes. And then, finally, the morning when she could pick the boys up for the half term break arrived.

"Isn't it easier if I drive up to Highmore?" Lydia asked her husband, Andrew, as she swallowed the plentiful quantity of sperm he had just emptied into her mouth. She was sitting on the toilet, the fragrant smell of her shit filling the room, a smell that, along with the sound of her peeing, never failed to arouse him. "I thought you said you had some clients coming in today?"

"Nonsense, sweetheart," Andrew said, reaching out to cup her breasts in his hands and draw her toward him, his mouth seeking hers so he could enjoy the taste of his own warm, salty ejaculate. "I haven't seen the boys for six weeks. And besides, I said I'd give their housemaster a contribution toward the cost of building the new sports hall."

He reached for toilet paper and wiped along the furrow between Lydia's buttocks, kissing her neck as he cleaned her anus.

Lydia smiled, hiding her disappointment.

The journey was uneventful and David Spencer, the boy's housemaster, came out to greet them as Andrew pulled the car up outside the front door of the boarding house.

"Always a pleasure to see you, Mr and Mrs Roper," Spencer said as he shook hands, unable to hide his delight that Andrew had accompanied Lydia.

"Especially when I've promised you a large cheque," Andrew said with a smile. He turned to Lydia. "Is it all right if David and I sort things out while you get the boys to load up the car, darling?"

"Of course."

Lydia knew Andrew wouldn't want to linger. However much money he gave the school, they always seemed to want more and Andrew found it wearing to be regarded as some kind of human cash cow, especially when the annual fees were already astronomical.

Josh appeared, wearing a white open-necked shirt and loose, comfortable trousers. His face was tanned, his blond hair tousled and Lydia saw such obvious lust in his eyes as he mentally undressed her she felt light-headed with desire, her cunt suddenly dripping wet between her legs, her nipples stiff against the thin material of her blouse.

"Hello Mum," said Josh, kissing Lydia on the cheek and hugging her, a quick teenager's hug in case any of his friends were watching.

"Hello darling," Lydia managed to say, her breasts heaving with desire as she realised her eldest son had worn baggy pants deliberately to hide the massive erection that reared up from his groin and pressed into the plump mound of her cunt.

"It's nice to see Dad is here, too," Josh said, a sly smile on his face.

"Yes, isn't it…" Lydia said and laughed, knowing they were thinking exactly the same thing.

"Jake will be along in a minute. He's just saying goodbye to his friend Alex. I think there was something Jake needed to do to Alex as it will be a week before they see each other again."

Lydia looked at Josh, wondering what he meant by 'to' rather than 'with', but he only smiled and reached for his suitcase to put it in the boot of the car.

Moments later Andrew appeared with Jake and Lydia was given the favour of another quick teenage hug. Jake looked a little flushed and there was a sheen of sweat on his upper lip; Lydia caught the unmistakeable odour of sperm on his body as he kissed her cheek. She liked the smell and assumed Jake had been masturbating in excited anticipation of the intense session of fucking and buggery she had planned.

Everyone changed when they got home. Andrew into shorts and a sports shirt, Josh and Jake into just shorts, Lydia into a loose cotton skirt and one of Andrew's old shirts she could tie under her breasts, leaving her midriff bare and cool. Andrew decided he would set up the barbecue in the garden and opened a bottle of wine, handing a glass to Lydia in exchange for a plate of steaks and the olive oil. Jake went out to help him while Josh went upstairs to unpack.

Humming quietly to herself as she prepared the salad, Lydia didn't hear when someone came into the kitchen and she started when she suddenly felt a pair of hands slide round her waist and up over her breasts, cupping their soft weight. The faint scent of sandalwood soap filled her nostrils as Josh nuzzled his face into her neck, untying the tails of the old shirt was wearing and baring her full, heavy breasts so he could fondle and caress the smooth warm flesh, running his fingers over the areolae and tugging the tips to stiff, tingling erection.

Lydia turned her head slightly, her lips opening, hungry for Josh's kiss. Her son pressed the length of his heavy cock between the cheeks of her buttocks and she realized he was completely naked. "Don't turn round," he whispered in her ear. "Just keep watching Dad and Jake."

Breathing hard, her chest heaving with desire, Lydia knew just one quick glance in her direction by her husband could mean the discovery of her incestuous relationship with her sons, a risk that made her even more intensely aroused. Her cunt flooded in response, the syrupy oil dripping down the inside of her thighs, and she moaned softly when she felt Josh raise her skirt and tuck it into the waistband and then get to his knees between her groin and the sink unit, burying his face between her legs, greedily licking up the liquid evidence of her desire.

"Yes, Josh, yes," Lydia groaned, standing with her legs apart so her son could hold her bare buttocks in his hands while he sucked at the taut bud of her clit, the warm, wet flesh of his tongue probing between the swollen lips of her pussy and pushing deep into the hole.

Time and again Josh licked along the furrow from his mother's clit to her arsehole, sliding his tongue through the sex-oil dripping over his face, making her whimper with pleasure. "Oh god, darling," Lydia groaned with lust. "Can't you bugger me? I need your cock in my hungry arsehole."

Lifting his face from her cunt and swallowing her juices filling his mouth, Josh said softly, "No, too risky. Dad might see me. But pass me the cucumber by your hand."

Relieved her husband was concentrating on cooking the meat and Jake was idly throwing a tennis ball in the air, Lydia handed her son the cucumber and had to jam her fingers in her mouth to suppress a scream of pleasure as she felt him slide the long thick vegetable back and forth between the swollen lips of her cunt, coating it with the thick oil of her arousal, and then slowly push it past the tight opening of her anus and up into her rectum. The cucumber was nearly three inches in diameter and it distended the walls of her shitchute to their limit.

"Oh my god, Josh," Lydia groaned. "I can't. I mean it just won't -"

"Of course it will, Mummy," her son whispered, using one hand to bugger her with the cucumber while he stroked her clit rapidly with his thumb, increasing the pleasure he was giving her cunt and over-stuffed back passage until Lydia thought she would faint.

"Just think it's me. I've lifted you back onto the kitchen table and rammed my cock into your tight, hungry bumhole, buggering you so hard you can't think of anything but the cock hammering between your buttocks. Making you come, over and over, your sweet shitchute sucking my cock so hard it won't be long before I come too, deep inside you. All the goodness in my balls boiling up and flooding into your bowels, so much it leaks out of your anus all through dinner. Just think, you'll be sitting out there in the garden, hot and wet and slippery between your legs with masses of my come in your arse. You'd like that, wouldn't you..?"

Shaking helplessly, whimpering, "OhyesohyesohyesOHYES!" Lydia climaxed, a hot flood of her sex-juice pouring from her cunt, soaking her son's fingers, a liquid testament to the intensity of her pleasure.

Suddenly she heard Andrew calling to her, "Sweetheart - the meat's ready!" and Lydia hurriedly retied the shirt's tails under her breasts, while her son withdrew the cucumber from his mother's bottom and climbed to his feet. He put the oily vegetable on the kitchen table and was about to zip up his shorts, his cock jutting huge and hard from his groin, when Lydia hissed, "Wait!"

Straightening her skirt, she grabbed an empty glass dish and walked up close to him. Sliding her hand down, she took hold of her son's rigid cock and curled her fingers round the shaft. "Come for me, Josh," she urged him. "I need dressing for my salad. A thick creamy dressing you can watch me eat in front of your Dad…"

Josh groaned once, deep in his chest, and his penis gushed come, filling the glass dish.

A cry came from the garden. "Darling…? The food's getting cold!"

Lydia reached up and kissed her son lightly on the lips. "God, I missed you," she said.

"And me you, Mum," Josh replied, his chest heaving, his drained cock beginning to soften. "And me you."

Lydia enjoyed the barbecue, especially the salad dressing made from Josh's come, but she was still horny when everyone said their goodnights and went to bed. There was some compensation when Andrew joined her in the shower, taking the hint when she turned and braced herself against the tiles, pressing her big, curvy buttocks back against his erect prick so he had only to reach down, position the swollen glans on the muscle of her anal sphincter and push, filling her back passage until his balls rubbed against the lips of her cunt. Lydia was so aroused she needed only the slightest touch from Andrew's fingers on the stiff bud of her clit to shudder in orgasm, turning her head so her lips met her husband's and groaning in ecstasy into his mouth as he pumped a huge load of spunk into her rectum.

In the morning Lydia dressed in a tight white t-shirt which bulged with the weight of her naked breasts, and a pair of loose hipster pants made of white cotton so sheer the plump cheeks of her arse, the deep furrow between them, and the thick black hair covering her mons, were clearly visible through the thin material.

"Darling, don't you think those pants are a little revealing?" Andrew said as Lydia poured his coffee. "I mean the boys are both old enough to start feeling sexual attraction, and what if they start getting ideas?"

"Andrew, I'm their mother, for goodness sake!" Lydia said with a laugh. "They might want to have sex with girls their own age, but they'd never look at me that way."

Then she leaned down and kissed him. "I thought I'd wear them for you," she whispered in his ear. "To give you something to think about while you're at work. I really enjoyed being sodomised last night and I want you to do it again tonight. In bed, with lots of lube so you can take your time and I can suck your cock clean afterward…"

"Sweetheart!" Andrew said, sounding shocked, and Lydia wondered for a moment if she'd gone too far. But then he smiled, stood up, slid his hands round her hips to cup the cheeks of her arse, kneading the soft flesh with his fingers and making her cunt gush with warm syrup. "Only if I can lick my come out of your arsehole afterward," he said, his voice thick with lust. "I love the taste of your shitter when it's oozing with come…"

Lydia shivered with desire against his chest, surprised the prospect of being buggered my Andrew should turn her on when she had worn the clothes specifically to arouse the boys.

"It's a date, then," she said as Andrew let her go with obvious reluctance, picked up his car keys and briefcase and closed the front door behind him.

As soon as the sound of Andrew's car engine faded, Lydia knew the moment she had been longing for had finally come.

She hurried through to the kitchen to pick up a pile of freshly laundered towels and made for the bathroom, intending to lubricate her bottom and then surprise the boys in bed, moving from one to the other, her mouth, pussy and arsehole dedicated to their pleasure. They were her sons; she was their mother, driven by an intense desire for their smooth, strong bodies against hers and their thick, stiff cocks entering her every hole.

But Lydia was the one who was surprised, seeing Josh with his hands on the cheeks of Jake's arse, holding them wide so he could fuck every last inch of his massive prick into his brother's back passage, his face showing the intensity of his pleasure. It was the last thing Lydia expected to see and she felt strangely conflicting emotions as she backed away and stood on the landing. The sight had excited her so much she badly needed to be buggered, her anal sphincter tightening pleasurably in anticipation of being filled with hot, hard cock. But she couldn't help wondering if she was responsible for Josh being so desperate to empty his balls he had corrupted his brother.

A hand caressed her bottom and Lydia turned to see Josh standing next to her. He was naked and Lydia felt an intense surge of desire for her son's strong, muscular body. Her gaze was drawn like a magnet to the thick fuckpole of his cock, jutting from his groin. It was streaked with lube, semen and the goo from Jake's rectum. Lydia had the sudden impulse to fall to her knees and fill her mouth with the taste of her younger son's bowels.

"It's alright, Mummy," Josh said, placing his hands on her shoulders to turn her toward Jake. "It's what Jake wants. It's what he loves."

"Josh wasn't hurting you?" she asked Jake.

"Did it look like he was?" her younger son said, a cheeky smile on his face, his prick as hard as Josh's.

"How-?" Lydia wanted to know. "When-?"

"It was when we got back to school after spending the night buggering you at the hotel," Jake said.

"Oh God, I knew it!" Lydia cried. "It's all my fault-"

"Not really," said Josh and he took hold of Lydia's t-shirt and lifted it up to bare his mother's enormous breasts, a large, dark nipple protruding stiffly from each creamy-smooth globe. He cupped one of her breasts in his hands, pinching her nipples between his thumb and forefinger, and slid his other hand down over her belly and into the waistband of her cotton pants. Lydia found it very hard to concentrate on what Jake was saying as Josh slid several fingers into the dripping wet hole of her cunt, making them slippery with her sexjuice so he could push them back and forth, finger-fucking his mother while his brother watched.

"That was the first time I'd ever sucked another man's cock, let alone Josh's," said Jake. "I was just carried away by the atmosphere in the room. The sight of Josh's cock buried in your arse, the smell of semen and your wide open anus, the look of ecstasy on your face as Josh shot yet another load of come into your back passage."

"I took advantage of him," Josh whispered in her ear and Lydia closed her eyes for a second, her cunt spasming and clutching as Josh's fingers stroked deep within the wet walls of her pussy at the same time as he rubbed the stiff bed of her clit with the palm of his hand. The finger-fucking, and the way Josh kept stroking the tips of first one breast and then the other, heightening her pleasure, brought her closer to orgasm and she pressed her bottom back against the hardness of her son's erect cock, her hungry arsehole desperate to be fucked.

"He was still horny when we got back to school and asked me if I'd ever thought of being buggered," said Jake, stepping closer and bending to suck the taut tip of his mother's right breast into his mouth.

"He hadn't, but he wanted to be," said Josh, closing his teeth on the lobe of Lydia's ear and biting it gently.

Lydia let out a throaty squeal of pleasure, her cunt gushing warm cream over Josh's invading fingers.

"It felt wonderful," said Jake, releasing his mother's fat nipple from his mouth and getting to his knees. "And he's been doing it ever since," he said as he reached up to slide his fingers inside the waistband of Lydia's hipster pants and eased them down her legs.

For a moment Lydia watched as Jake gazed at the fat, juicy lips of her cunt being masturbated by Josh's fingers, then her eyes met Jake's as Josh withdrew his hand from between her legs, the sucking walls releasing his fingers with an audible slurp.

Without being asked, Lydia opened her legs. "Lick me, darling," she moaned. "Please lick me."

Jake moved his face to within an inch of his mother's heavily haired, gaping cunt. He stared, entranced. His mother's thick curls were matted down on either side of her large, pink outer lips, and in the gleaming, juicy centre, her inner lips pouted invitingly. At the top, the hard knob of her rigid clit throbbed, straining outward from its hood as if begging for attention. Lydia wailed as she felt her trembling clit sucked in between her son's soft, hot lips. His tongue snapped over the captured clit, and she shook and squirmed passionately.

Jake sucked his mother's jutting clit mercilessly, slapping it with his tongue and tugging it with his squeezing lips. Her hot, tangy flavour made his mouth fill with saliva, which leaked out to mingle with her juices as Jake sent his eager tongue into the hot, mushy, walls of her cunt-tunnel. Lydia gasped, hunching as her teenage son tongue-fucked her. She felt his warm tongue slither into her juice-filled cunt and shrieked with ecstasy. Wave after wave of pleasure surged through her belly, and her cunt spasmed rhythmically around Jake's stabbing tongue. Hot juice gushed out, coating his cheeks and chin as she fucked her son's face.

Behind her, Josh pressed the length of his cock between Lydia's buttocks and moved his hands up to cup her breasts, kneading the soft flesh in time with flexing his hips, rubbing the head of his cock back and forth over the sensitive opening of her bumhole.

"Bugger me, Josh," Lydia begged, barely able to speak from the intensity of her desire. "Bugger me senseless while Jake licks my cunt…"

His tongue still buried deep inside the walls of his mother's pussy, Jake slid his hands up the back of her legs so he could take hold of the cheeks of her arse. He pulled them apart as a signal to Josh, and Lydia felt her belly quiver and her knees stiffen as her eldest son placed his prick at the entrance to her arse and then pushed inwards, the head sliding past her anus into her completely receptive back passage.

It was an amazing sensation for Lydia to have Jake sucking her pussy at the same time as she was being sodomized by Josh's massive prick. She knew Jake could see Josh's cock sinking into her arsehole, the thick shaft distending the tightly clasping muscle of her anus. And then Josh gave a final, determined shove and his cock was buried to the hilt in Lydia's bottom.

A little line of drool escaped the corner of Lydia's mouth and dripped onto the slopes of her breasts, massive in Josh's hands as he started to bugger his mother. Time and again he pushed his cock deep into Lydia's bowels, withdrew until only the swollen glans was encircled by the muscle of her anus, then fucked the long shaft back into her bumhole. The pleasure Lydia felt was intense and showed on her face: Jake suddenly decided to share their pleasure and he got to his feet, unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick erect cock, taking it in his hand and bending slightly at the knees so the tip nuzzled the opening to his mother's fat cuntlips.

Lydia's eyes met Jake's as she realized she was about to be double fucked. She put her arms round her youngest son's neck while Josh stopped thrusting in and out of her arsehole and stood with his cock pulled back once more so only the head was still held by her anal sphincter. Deliciously slowly, Jake put his hands under Lydia's buttocks and slid the length of his prick up into her sopping wet cunt, the shaft rubbing against the head of Josh's cock lodged in the adjoining passage as Jake straightened his legs. When he was fully hilted, Josh straightened up and Jake felt the amazing sensation of having his brother's cock pressed against his own, separated only by the thin membrane between Lydia's cunt and arse.

Her breasts bared, impaled fore and aft on the cocks of her two sons, Lydia groaned and gasped, shivered and shook with the ecstasy of being double penetrated. "Oh-OHHH!" Lydia wailed time after time as first Jake thrust his cock into her body and then Josh buried himself in her bowels, the two teenagers moving in an animal rhythm, taking their pleasure by instinct. Both boys were sweating and straining, fucking and buggering their mother in an orgy of passion, oblivious to everything except the softness of her body repeatedly taking in the hardness of their pricks.

The feeling of Jake's cock pressed against Josh's as he slid his prick up and down the slippery channel of Lydia's cunt was exquisite and she could tell, from Josh's laboured breathing and frequent groans of pleasure, her eldest son felt the same way. Only minutes before Josh's prick had been buried to the hilt in Jake's back passage, now here Lydia was with the same prick pounding against the soft mounds of her buttocks, sodomising her just as relentlessly.

Lydia felt the telltale throbbing of Jake's cock and knew her son was only seconds from spurting his load deep into her cunt. "I'm coming!" he managed to groan as a signal to Josh to see if they could climax together, flooding Lydia's arse and pussy at the same time.

"I'm coming too, darling!" Lydia cried, sharing her son's pleasure.

Her breasts bouncing, her head lolling back against Josh's shoulder, her body jerking on the two pricks hilted in her arse and cunt, Lydia screamed out, "Oh yes, yes, YESSS!" and she felt a stream of her hot juices pour down over the head of Jake's prick at the moment she felt his sperm race up the shaft of his cock and start to gush into her well-fucked cunt. At the same moment she felt the dick in her back passage swell even larger and Josh hunched his body up, his legs shaking as he emptied the contents of his balls into her shitchute, the hot liquid spurting into her bowels sending wave after wave of intense pleasure through Lydia's trembling body.

For a long minute none of them said a word as the waves of pleasure slowly ebbed. Then Jake bent his knees and slowly withdrew his cock from his mother's overflowing pussy, dripping with semen and her sexjuices. "Okay, Josh," Jake said with a smile. "It's time we let Mum get her breath back."

"He never wants to take his cock out of my arse, darling," Lydia said to Jake, turning her head to kiss Josh on the lips as he eased his still-hard cock from her shitter, a rope of semen trailing from the purple head to the mouth of her anus. "He just wants to keep buggering me, don't you, sweetheart?"

"Absolutely," said Josh, and he got to his knees, took the cheeks of Lydia's arse in his hands, pulled them apart to expose the freshly-fucked opening of her shitchute and pushed his tongue deep into her rectum. Lydia moaned with pleasure as Josh feasted on the delicious load of sperm he had just spurted deep into her bowels and then used his fingers to open the lips of her cunt, blobs of Jake's creamy come sliding out and into his mouth.

Lydia expected Josh to swallow the syrupy liquid but he didn't. He stood up, threaded his fingers through her hair and gently pulled her head back so his mouth was above hers. Then he opened his lips and let the blobs of sperm drip from his mouth into his mother's.

"She's my anal slut, aren't you, Mummy?" Josh said as the last dribbles of come left his mouth.

Lydia adoring eyes met her son's. "Yes, darling," she said as the thick mass of Jake's come slid down her throat to fill her belly. "I am..."

© Emma Boswell & AnaLover, 2006

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