Verry Incestous Relations 4

Verry Incestuous Relations

Chapter 4

Title: Mother Gives It Up



A – MOTHER DEAREST / AN INCESTUOUS PLAN:

Jerry heard the sound of his bedroom door opening, followed by his Brother Larry’s whisper, “Hey, are you awake yet?”

“Hell,” Jerry whispered back, “I’ve been awake for a couple of hours.”

“Shit, me too. I woke up with a hardon and I’ve still got it,” his twin brother replied.

“Same here, Bro, but at least “Fuck Mother” day is finally here,” Jerry pronounced, with a leering smile, and they high-fived each other in the breaking light of dawn.

“Man, how long before we screw her,” Larry asked anxiously. “Are you thinking that we’ll have to wait until we get to the hotel in Santa Barbara?”

“Fuck no, I’m never going to be able to hold out for that long. I’m going to have to get some sexual relief from mother way before we get to Santa Barbara, or I’ll pass out from not getting enough blood pumped up to my brain,” Jerry explained.

“God damn, I’m glad to hear you say that, cause I can’t wait much longer to stick my cock in her, and get the pressure off of my balls by shooting my wad into one of her pleasure holes,” Larry said, in obvious discomfort.

“We are thinking the same way, buddy, and that sexual gratification we need is real bad is just around the corner, now,” Jerry promised.

Excited by that thought, Larry asked, “So what’s the final plan of action, Bro? When do we nail her ass for the first time?”

“Well, since we’re both in a “fuck her soon or we’re gonna die” situation, here’s what we are going to do,” Jerry said, with finality.

“First we go ahead and finish packing our bags, shower and get dressed for the trip. “Then we wait until we hear mother come out of the master bedroom.”

When she does come out, we’ll go downstairs with her and I’ll go with her into the kitchen, while you go down to the basement and do your thing.”

“While you’re down there mixing up all of the chocolate milk flavored drinks we need for this morning’s activities, I’ll keep an eye on mother and make sure that she doesn’t go downstairs and discover what you are doing.”

“Now the first thing you need to do is get that pint jar of our cumshots in it, out of our refrigerator, the stuff that we were planning to use on Aunt Mona today, as a sexual aphrodisiac.”

“Now, based on the test we did on mother day before yesterday, a double cumshot of our spunk got her really hot and in the mood to let us fuck the hell out of her. And we would have nailed her ass, right then and there, if Dad hadn’t come home early and ruined it for us.”

“So, this morning, I think that giving her a single cumshot should be enough for starters. The purpose of the first drink we give her this morning at breakfast, is just to get her to feeling real relaxed, sexy and cooperative, so we can start manipulating her into doing exactly what we want her to do today.
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“So be damn sure that you don’t give her too much of our cum in this first drink. We can’t afford to have her go sex crazy on us, right here in the house, and want us to fuck her before we even get started on the trip.”

“As much fun as that would be, remember that our real goal is to get her away from this house and into a motel room, where we can have absolute privacy so we can do all of the dirty things we plan to do to her, and not have any interruptions.”

“Now the cappuccino drinks we bought at Starbucks are another matter entirely. They are the drinks that we are going to give to her after the trip has started, and we want those babies loaded up real good, so that they will drive her right over the edge.”

“So when you prepare those two drinks, you need to go ahead and mix triple cumshots in each of them. After she’s drunk those two cum cocktails, she’ll really get turned on and we’ll start playing with her body and reeling her in to be fucked over, but good.”

“By the time we get to LA she should be so hot to get fucked that we can check into a cheap motel, fuck her real good, once each, then set up the movie camera and shoot plenty of film of her letting us perform every dirty sex act on her, that we know exists.”

“Once we have enough film of the nasty sex acts we’ve performed with her, I’ll explain the facts of her future sex life to her, in no uncertain terms, and from that point on she’ll be our in-house whore and will let us have sex with her any time we want it, any way we want it.”

“Then, for the rest of the trip, she’ll be ours to do whatever we want her to. Now does that sound like a good plan to you, Bro,” Jerry asked, proudly?”

“It sure as hell does, Bro, and I want you to take the lead on making all of this stuff happen. All I want to do is fuck her,” Larry said with excitement, still carrying a major boner around in his pants.

“You can count on it, buddy, all I need you to do is back me up on everything, when I ask you to,” Jerry told his horny twin.

“Now, when you’re through mixing everything up, downstairs, put the Starbuck, triple cum laced, drinks in the ice chest, then bring the breakfast drinks up to the kitchen and put them on the table, then we’ll all sit down and drink them during the meal, and watch out cum begin to loosen her up, greasing the skids for her to give it all up to us today,” Jerry instructed his blue balled brother.

“So let’s finish packing everything, but first, lets checkout the suitcase with the sex tools in it, right quick,” Jerry told his brother.

They opened the big bag that was filled with heavy duty sex toys and bondage devices, and sorted through the veritable treasure trove of things to plunge into a woman’s orifices, and really get her attention, as well as a wide variety of restraints that could put a woman into any kind of bondage they could ever want.

As they went through the sex tool stuff, they brought up to the top of the case, the handcuffs, ball gags, butt plugs, dildos of all sizes and types, and plenty of nylon rope, so they’d be easy to get to, when needed, on the drive to Santa Barbara.

B – WHAT NICE, HELPFUL, CONSIDERATE BOYS / OR GREASING THE INCESTUOUS SKIDS:

Cindy was awakened by the sounds of her twin sons stirring around, rather noisily, in their rooms. During their nearly sixteen years, except for sports, she had never known either one of them to wake up without her having to yell at them to get them going.
She had expected to have the same problem with them this morning but, from the sound of things, they were obviously proving her wrong.

She lay there for a couple of minutes thinking about the events of the last twenty four hours, and the tremendous disappointment it had been for her husband to suddenly be called to Japan.

His unexpected departure had ruined all of the plans she had made to use this trip to his sister’s wedding, as a second honeymoon for them, and during the five days they had been planning to spend a lot of their time together having wild sex.

Now, instead, she was going on the wedding trip with her two sons, who were going to be taking her husband’s place as her escorts to the various fun parties that were being thrown during the wedding festivities.

Although the twins would fill the party escort role very well, it was still going to leave her spending five sexless nights in bed alone.

She was still feeling upset that her plans had all been crushed, but knew that she had to put her chin up and go on and do what she was obligated to do, as the bride’s Matron Of Honor, and do it without having the side benefit of all the lewd, filthy sex she had planned on having during the trip.

She shook her head to clear those bad thoughts away, willed herself into a positive attitude, stretched luxuriously, then sat up and swung her sleek legs off of the side of the bed and got to her feet.

She was wearing a pale red pajama set, consisting of a snug fitting, low cut, silky top, that came down to the bottom of her globular, jutting breasts, and bottoms that were little more than sheerly crotched panties.

She stepped into a pair of 4 inch high heeled, white bedroom wedges, then slipped on a floor length, incredibly soft, glistening white robe, that clung to every well curved inch of her, more than voluptuous, body.

Because the waist of the wrap around robe barely overlapped, when she walked around in this sexy, eye popping garment, her legs kicked open the front of the clinging robe, displaying plenty of her marvelously formed, lush thighs, and occasionally flashed glimpses of her sheer panties covered mound.

She tied the robe’s soft, ropelike cord around her waist, and then walked out into the hallway to see what was going on with the two boys.

As she moved towards their bedrooms, she could see that their suitcases were already sitting out in the hallway, closed up and ready to go.

She called out, “My gosh guys, I am amazed that you are actually up and are all packed for the trip.”

In Jerry’s bedroom, the two deviously plotting brothers looked at each other and swallowed hard, then Jerry whispered, “Oh shit, here she comes. Now be cool, we don’t want her to be suspicious of anything.”

“Try and keep from staring at her body, too much, and keep the hugs down to a minimum. We don’t want to end up jumping her prematurely and ruining our plan.”

“Remember, our primary objective is to get her away from here and into a cheap motel room, where we can fuck her brains out. You got that, you horny bastard.”

“Yeah, I’ve got it, and I’ll try and be cool, but shit, she’s just so god damned good looking, and I’ve been dreaming about fucking her for so long, that it ain’t gonna be easy,” Larry groaned.

They both took a deep breath and then went out into the hall and caught sight of her. “Oh, fuck, that’s just what I was afraid of,” Larry muttered under his breath. “Sweet Jesus, would you look at that god damned body in that sex wrapper she’s got on. Shit, ain’t it just fuckin’ perfect? Oh man, I want to drill her so bad I can taste it.”

“Hang tight, it’ll happen soon enough, so bite your tongue and behave yourself, Hound Dog,” Jerry whispered back.

He looked back down the hall and said, “Hi Mom, it’s about time you got up,” then he went over and gave her a polite hug.

“Yeah, Mother, we are all packed and ready to go,” Larry chimed in, with a hoarse voice, as he gingerly got his hug, hoping that she couldn’t feel his hardon.

“I can see that, and I can hardly believe it. I have never seen you two be so industrious,” Cindy said, with near astonishment, not even noticing Larry’s hand sliding across both of her scintillating ass cheeks, as he turned her loose.

She looked at their suitcases and observed, “You sure are taking lots of stuff with you. What’s in this extra bag that you have here, I’ve never seen it before?”

“Oh, that’s a bag full of toys for us to play with while we are on the trip,” Jerry explained, lamely.

“Toys,” she exclaimed, “aren’t you two a little old to be playing with toys? After all, you’re going to be sixteen on Friday.”

“No, mother, we will never be too old to play with toys, so we are bringing lots of them with us, and I promise you that we will have fun using them all,” Jerry laughed assuredly.

“Well, alright, have it your own way and, just for being so nice about being forced to go on this wedding trip with me, I am going to let you do whatever you want to do,” she promised them with a bright smile.

They both swallowed hard when they heard that juicy promise issue from her full, wet, ruby lips, as their eyes, uncontrollably roamed over the curves that were barely hidden under the clinging, glistening white robe.

She then spied her husband’s over-sized photography bag and gasped in amazement, “Wow, you mean that you have even packed up your father’s cameras to take on the trip? I am totally surprised, you two have always hated it when we took family pictures.”

“Well, this time we want to take lots of pictures on the trip, and at the wedding, as a permanent record of all of the fun we are going to have with you. We have even brought the movie camera along, with lots of film, so that we don’t miss a thing you do with us on the trip.”

C – PREPARING FOR BREAKFAST / HAVE WE GOT A DRINK FOR YOU:

“Well boys, because you are being so helpful and cooperative, I’m going to go down to the kitchen and make a good breakfast for us, before we hit the road,” she promised them.

“Great Mom, and don’t worry about making anything to drink, Larry is going down in the basement to make up one of his special chocolate milk drinks for us.”

“Well that’s great, I loved that one you made that day when Margie was here, it tasted absolutely delicious,” she replied, “it had a special tanginess to it that was quite different.”

“Oh, don’t worry, he will make you one this morning that you will enjoy even more,” Jerry promised her.

Cindy turned and started towards the stairs.