Ruth (1)

Ruth (1)

This story is based on a wild fantasy a friend of mine has. The details were given to be by her and I wrapped them up in word. Enjoy!

I suppose I know exactly when it started, or at least when it crossed over from play to, well ‘play’.

It was early summer. Paul, my husband was yet again on one of his business trips and it was hot. Brian my 17 year old son had invited his best 16 year old friend PJ round for a swim and as we had done many times before we started to wrestle in the pool.

Only this time something was different. It started off the same. I had on what I called my conservative bikini and as usual we were ducking and diving around each other when the two boys grabbed me from behind, gripped my arms and held me firmly, pulling me close to them so that I couldn’t get away. I was struggling and trying to free myself when I felt an unmistakable lump rubbing against my bum cheek.

Then a hand sneaked around my waist and pulled me even closer and now I had that bump on both cheeks. Was it just my imagination or were the boys dry fucking me through there swim trunks.

I tried to pull free but they just gripped me harder and the really strange, and to me horrifying thing was that I was getting wet, and not from the water. The more I tried to pull free, the harder they gripped me the wetter I got. I stopped struggling.

“Ok boys,” I gasped, “you win. I need to go and get lunch ready.” I was shaking. They held on for a minute then let me go. There was a strange silence in the air as I walked out of the pool towards the house. The boys lay on the sun beds and by the time I reached my bedroom I was half convinced that it had all been in my mind.

I had always been in control of my life so the fact that the boys had, basically, taken that control from me by holding me, unable to escape was a strange feeling. The worst part was it excited me, unwillingly, unwanted but excited all the same. By the time we had eaten lunch, and sunbathed for an hour, I had put it all down to stupidity. So when the boys started splashing around in the pool again it was just the natural thing to do to join them. After all it was stiflingly hot today.

We messed about as we usually do then suddenly Brian went underwater and appeared in front of me. He towered above me and placed his hands on my shoulders forcing my head under the water. I started to struggle as I had been given no time to take a breath. Suddenly my bikini top came loose and Brian pushed himself back and took the top with him. My instinct was to cross my arms and boost myself to the surface. As I gasped for air and turned to chastise Brian I saw both boys waving my bikini in the air. Without me realising it PJ had grabbed my bottoms and pulled them from me as I rose to the surface.

“That’s enough boys.” I said, both afraid and excited. “Give it back to me so I can get out and get dried.”

In answer they swung my bikini above their heads and let them fly towards the bottom of the garden. It would be impossible for me to retrieve it without being seen by the neighbours. But what followed was the real shocker. They both removed there swim shorts and threw them in the same direction. Their eyes were what scared me the most. As they moved towards me I could see the lust and my mind filled with the smell of arousal. I turned, trying to find some escape but there was none and then they were on me. One either side pushing me back onto the side of the pool.

They were smiling, or maybe leering, at me as their hands roamed over my body. “Brian stop this.” I gasped, “This is wrong. I am you mother. Pj please stop this before it‘s too late”

“It’s already too late Mrs B.” PJ said, “I have waited to do this for ages.”

“Me and PJ have talked about this moment for so long mum.” Brian said, “Now your going to fulfil our dreams.”

“But Brian, oh fuck.” I gasped as a finger penetrated my pussy like an electric bolt. “Take my cock Mrs B.” PJ said, “Wank me off.”

“No I can’t this is wrong.” I moaned.

Brian took my hand and moved it to his erection, which to me seemed huge on my little boy. What seemed involuntarily I took hold of that hard cock and my hands went into automatic. My other hand did the same to PJ and I found myself comparing the two. They each had a finger in my pussy which, like it or not, was throbbing for action. Suddenly I seemed to wake from the dream and pushing them aside I forced my way through the water and ran out of the pool.

As I entered the house they were both behind me. One grabbed my arm and spun me round so fast I fell to my knees. An erect cock so close to my face I could smell it. I didn’t have time to think or react as it was pushed into my mouth. Again I just went into automatic, this was not me. I never lost control but I couldn’t help it. I took that cock in my hand and slid it between my lips like I had been sucking it for years. I was pulled back so I was now on my knees and the cock started to lower itself and as it sat on the floor in front of me I could see it was PJ. For some stupid reason I was happy it wasn’t Brian.

Then I was horrified as a prodding at my pussy told me my son was going to fuck me. “Oh shit.” I cried as he rammed his hard cock into me. PJ took my head and pushed me back onto his cock.

I have to admit it now. I was totally lost. Once that cock went into me I just gave my all to satisfying these two rampant boys. I had never felt such a total lack of control in my life. They controlled me and I had no choice what to do, and that was what was so confusing for me, because it excited me beyond anything I had ever experienced before. I knew without doubt that I would do anything they asked of me. And I did.

I was no prude and Paul, my husband and I, had experimented with all sorts of things when we were young. So when I straddled Brian as he lay on the floor feeling PJ’s cock slide into my arse was not my first time.

“Fuck me Mrs B. I thought your cunt was tight.” PJ said, “I have dreamed of fucking your arse but never dreamed it would feel this good.”

“Just fuck her PJ.” Brian said smiling up at me as he squeezed my nipples hard, making me moan loudly, and I admit it, I had several orgasms and enjoyed it every bit as much as they did. As the boys came once more in my 2 holes they collapsed either side of me. That was when reality hit me.

“I need a shower.” I said. I stood up and rushed, fighting back the tears, to the bathroom. A moment later a knock on the door. “Go away.” I said, “I will be done soon.”

“We were going to join you mum”

“No!. No you cant.” I cried, “Just, leave me alone for a while. Please.”

I turned the shower on to drown out the noise of me crying. I lay under the spray till the warmth calmed me down and then I cleaned myself up and went to my room and got dressed. A full length summer dress seemed appropriate at the moment. It was ¾ length and was done up with poppers to a V neck. I took a deep breath and returned to the garden. The boys had their trunks back on and were laying in the sun. An awkward silence surrounded the three of us but I was determined that what had occurred would never happen again

“You ok mum?” Brian asked after a while.

“Yes Brian I am fine.”

“I gotta say Mrs B you’re an awesome fuck.” PJ was never the subtlest of boys.