Verry Incestous Relations 5

Verry Incestuous Relations


CHAPTER 5


Mother Gets It All Three Ways




TUESDAY:


A – WELCOME TO THE ECSTACY MOTEL, “ROOMS RENTED BY THE HOUR”:


Cindy was lying on her back on the floorboard of her van, right behind the bucket seats, with her son Larry’s cock in her mouth, and his large scrotum lying on her forehead.

She was naked except for her red fringed, calf high, red suede boots, with their 5 inch heels, and her untied and open silky red blouse.

The boys had removed and left at home the first bench seat behind the bucket seats so she had plenty of space to lie in.

Her skin tight jeans were lying three feet away from her lushly curved body, right next to where son Jerry had tossed her red bikini panties, after he had stripped them off of her, earlier.

She had just finished giving Larry an oral blow and swallow job, and her tongue was still busy continuing her cock pleasuring task, when she heard Larry’s twin brother, Jerry, who was driving their van, bark, “We are here at the LA Airport area, Bro. It’s time to stop at one of these raunchy motels that are scattered all along the highway, get a room, then take Sweet Cheeks in, and get us our first pieces of her superb ass, ASAP.”

Her drooling mouth completely filled with her son’s thick cockmeat, and with cum sloshing around in her belly, Cindy was hopelessly hot.

Gulping down each of her twin boy’s voluminous ejaculations, had put her right over the sexual edge into virtual trampdom.

But, even as helplessly horny as she was, it was still a shock to be laying there with one of her son’s cocks in her mouth, listening to them talk about her like she was a nameless hooker, as they rode along deciding where they were going to take her to get laid.

She was shocked by the situation she was in, but was in no condition or mood to object. She hadn’t been this hot in years, and all her thoughts of resisting her son’s incestuous advances had been completely eliminated, and she was now just a sexual vessel available for them to use and fill at their pleasure.

She had no idea what had come over her and caused her to very willingly give her two boys oral sex, let them deep throat her, and then choke down their thick, milky sperm.

But for some reason she had done it, and now it was obvious that she was going to follow up the two cocksucking sessions, by letting them give her two lower orifices a thorough, deep, juicy fucking.

Larry, while forcefully keeping his cock stuffed down into her mouth, leaned forward over her spectacular body and put one hand beside her naked hip, then put the palm of his other hand on her shaved pubic mound.

A few moments later, she moaned around the thick shaft, as he proceeded to sink two fingers into her wet pussy, penetrating her as far as they would go.

With a firm grip, he started finger fucking her while he gazed out through the windshield of the van and helped his brother look for a good place to stop.

Suddenly Jerry pointed to a sign up ahead and said, “That looks like a perfect spot, Bro. The Ecstasy Motel, “rooms rented by the hour.”

“Shit, Jerry, go ahead and pull in there and let’s not waste any more time looking, it’s time to fuck the hell out of our hot new private whore,” Larry encouraged his three minute older brother, as he went on finger fucking his mother’s pretty, and very hot pussy, his stiff fingers producing a wet and noisy churning sound, as brought it to a froth.

Given her position, she had no other inclination but to suck on his long, thick prick while, with knees up and boot heels dug hard into the floorboard carpet, she eagerly humped her hips in response to his invading fingers.

Meanwhile Jerry wheeled the van into the motel parking lot and pulled it right up in front of the dingy looking office door.

He jumped out and ran inside, where he found a grizzled old man sitting behind the counter, smoking a cigarette and sucking warm, flat beer out of a dark brown bottle.

The skinny, scarecrow looking motel clerk glanced up and rasped, “What can I do for you, sonny?”

“My brother and I need to rent a room for about three hours,” Jerry responded.

The crotchety old crow grumbled, “Hey kid, we don’t rent our rooms out to no god damn homos. There’s a place right down the street where you fags can go and get your kicks.”

“Hey man, we ain’t no queers. We have a gorgeous babe out in the van, who we need to fuck real bad,” Jerry responded, anxiously, wanting nothing more than to get his mother into the motel room and then try and fuck himself brain dead, with her luscious body.

“Well you are going to have to prove that to me, sonny boy, by showing me the woman that you claim you’ve got out there. Go out and have her stick her head up where I can get a good look at her,” the cranky old buzzard ordered.

Jerry, frustrated by this delay, but, anxious to get the fucking started, ran out to the van and said to Larry, “In order for us to get a room, the old asshole desk clerk wants to see mother to prove that we aren’t queers, and are here to fuck a bodaciously built babe. So get her up on her knees so she can show herself to the old fart through the van window.”

Larry pulled his cock out of her mouth, got off of her face, rolled her over onto her stomach, got her up onto her hands and knees, then grabbed her by the back of the neck and pushed her face and tits up against the van’s side glass window, so that she could be clearly seen from inside the office.

With her in place, Jerry ran back inside and said, “Okay, pops, there she is, now how much for the room?”

Peering out through the office window the old clerk exclaimed, “God damn boy, you weren’t kidding. You guys really do have a babe out there and, shit, she is one hell of a looker from what I can see from here,” he responded in awe.

He pressed his homely face against the dirty office window to get a better look, then whistled and said, “Damn, what lucky young bastards you two are, to have found something to fuck that looks like a god damned movie star. Shit, that is one really spectacular set of knockers she’s got on her.”

“After having seen that beauty queen, I’ll accept the fact that you guys ain’t no queers but, in this area, the cops have a strict rule that one of the renters of our rooms has got to be of legal age.”

“Now, you two boys damn sure ain’t over 21, so the broad you have with you in the van has got to prove to me that she meets the age requirement.”

“She is going to have to come in here and give me some kind of proof that she is over 21, before I can rent you a room,” the leathered old fart explained.

“Well shit,” Jerry exclaimed in frustration, kicking the base of the counter in anger.

The old guy waived his arms and said, “Hey buddy, I don’t make the rules, but let me assure you that you are going to have the same problem at any other place that you try to check in to on this side of town. So you might as well save yourself some time and bring your bitch in here and get it all done right now.”

“Well, okay, goddammit,” Jerry exclaimed, pissed beyond belief, but sweating bullets because he wanted to put his boner in his mother’s cunt so bad.

He raced back out to the van and said, “Okay mother, you have got to come inside and show the desk clerk your driver’s license, and prove to him that you are over 21. That’s the only way we can get a room, so get yourself dressed and come on inside with me right quick.”

Larry interjected, “Shit, Bro, do you realize how long it will take to get those damn tight jeans of hers back on her?”

Jerry responded, “Yeah, you’re right, there sure ain’t no time for that. Mother, you just put your panties back on, grab your wallet and come inside with me. It will only take a minute.”

Cindy started to object, but before she could say anything, Jerry grabbed her by the arm and said, “God damn it mother, just do what I’m telling you to do. We don’t want to waste any more time waiting to fuck you.”

She was too sexually high to resist, or be concerned about modesty, so she did what she was told. She stepped out of the van, tied the tails of her silky red blouse back up under her jutting boobs, then stepped into her red bikini panties, grabbed her purse and let her two sons march her inside, strutting sexily in her red suede, fringed boots, tits jiggling and with her magnificently formed, totally toned bare thighs flashing boldly in the warm LA sun.

When they got inside, the haggard old-timer took a look at her and exclaimed, “Good god almighty, what a fuckin’ fox you guys have got for yourselves. Crap, she looks like a god damned, over endowed, beauty queen.

He stood up to get a better view of Cindy’s body, then said, “Man, when I was young, I was a porn star and I never got to fuck anything that looked this damned good, and I fucked all of the big stars of my time.”

He pointed up to the wall behind him, at some faded old photos of a young guy and a trio of very sexy looking babes, and explained, “That was me in the good old days when I was forking porn stars for pay.”

“They gave me good money to stoke those hot, slutty broads, but I would have done it for nothing if I had ever got to fuck something that looked as good as this hot looking tart of yours does, boys.”

Shaking his head, he asked in wonder, “How in the hell did you two kids ever come up with this gorgeous bitch? Is she your fuckin’ school teacher, or something?”

“Or something,” Jerry responded.

“Shit boys’, forget about having her show me her driver’s license, you two qualify for a room just based on the quality of the action you have brought here to fuck.”

“Hell you not only qualify for a room, you deserve a fuckin’ medal for landing this fine lookin’ super fox to stick your dicks in.”

“Jesus, what an unbelievable body,” the scraggly looking old turd said, shaking his head in disbelief.

“But, I digress,” the bug-eyed clerk said, half dazed from looking at all of Cindy’s magnificent, curve piled on curve assets.

Then he straightened up and blurted, “By the way, guys, my name is Bob. And, honey, you sure do fill out those red panties of yours, real good. Man you really are built like a brick shit house.”

“Now boys, let me warn you, right up front that you are here before our maids come in and start cleaning up the rooms. So you are going to be using a room that has had a whole lot of traffic through it since it was cleaned yesterday. We have cheating housewives start coming in here from 11AM on, and whores all afternoon and night.”

“So the room is no doubt a real mess, what else can I say? But as good as your beauty prize winner here looks, I’m guessing that you won’t even notice the mess.