“Mom–” Tyler groaned suddenly, and pulled back.
“Yes, sweetheart, yes–”
Curt watched as Tyler came, thick spurts of some splattering against his mother’s mouth, her cheek, her neck, her breasts, dripping down her body. The sight itself was nearly enough to make him come, and when she turned toward him, eyes closed, mouth open, it took only a thrust or two inside her mouth to finish him. Donna laughed as he came on her neck and breasts, then leaned forward to catch the last spurts in her mouth, letting the white fluid sluice down her tongue.
She leaned back, coughing a little, and spit up a small mouthful of white. She was dripping all over, white dribbles trailing down her breasts, stomach, and thighs.
“Oh my,” she said, satisfied. “Look at the mess you made of your mother. My nasty, messy boys.”
“Did…” Tyler gasped, leaning against the wall for stability. “Did you like the game?”
“Yes, honey,” Donna said. “I loved it. But please don’t tell me it’s over. It’s going to be Christmas for awhile yet.”
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They each took turns showering, and then retired to the master bedroom. They slid between the cool sheets, the two brothers taking turns kissing and fondling their mother, until they finally fell asleep, exhausted.
Curt woke the next morning to find the pilot light had gone out in the night, and the room was freezing. He turned to find his mother curled on her side, Tyler spooned behind her, his hand cupped around her breast. He pushed a curl of brown hair out of her face, and her eyes fluttered open.
Curt had been afraid that the morning would bring regret, recrimination, anger, maybe worse. The previous night already seemed like a form of mild insanity, but one that he had enjoyed tremendously. The next few moments would tell whether or not he was alone.
He saw his mother smile. “Morning, sweetheart,” she said, and kissed him. “My beautiful boy.”
“Morning, Mom,” Curt said. “How did you sleep?”
“Like a very satisfied woman,” she said, and stretched. He looked at her face and saw only contentment and pleasure — an expression he hadn’t seen in a very long time.
“I love you, Mom,” he said impulsively.
“I love you, too, sweetie,” she answered. Behind her, Tyler awakened and kissed her on the shoulder, and the three of them huddled together for warmth, Donna wedged firmly between them.
Donna smiled as she felt their hands moving over her body, caressing her flesh. “You two made me so happy last night. I didn’t know I’d raised my two boys to be such wonderful little perverts.”
“I don’t think we knew it either, until last night,” Curt said. “But I’m glad we found out.”
“It’s going to be an interesting four days,” Tyler said.
“It certainly is,” Donna said, as she rolled over to straddle Curt. She kissed him gently, her bare breasts pressed against him. “Now, what are you going to do about the heat? Your poor mother is freezing.”
“I guess we’ll think of something,” Curt said, and returned the kiss. Tyler rose up on his knees behind her, taking Donna’s ass in his hands. The two of them began caressing her body.
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