They finally broke their embrace, and this time Donna voiced no objections. Tyler looked over at Curt.
“Are you still on board with this?” he asked.
Curt nodded. “Still on board.”
Donna looked between them, her expression shocked. “Did you two… plan this?”
“Sort of,” Tyler said with a wolfish grin. He stood up and pulled her after him, until they both stood in front of the couch. Curt followed. Tyler kissed Donna again, while his hands reached down to undo the snap of her jeans.
Understanding his brother’s plan, Curt stepped close behind his mother and took hold of her sweater, then lifted it over her head.
“Curt, you…” She gave a little moan of disbelief, but lifted her head to let him pull it all the way off her, and he tossed it aside. Tyler pulled down her jeans until they pooled around her ankles, then lifted her feet gently, one at a time, so that she stepped out of them.
“Oh my god,” Donna said. “This is insane…”
Tyler rose and slowly turned Donna around so she faced Curt. Curt looked her over, savoring the sight of her. She was now down to her bra and panties. Her breasts were full and round, her stomach a little full, but still shapely, and beneath the thin fabric of her panties he could see a dark strip of pubic hair. She met his gaze, and her expression was part disbelief, part arousal.
Tyler began fumbling with the hook of her bra, and Curt took his cue. He knelt and hooked his thumbs around her panties, then pulled them down. He heard his mother gasp audibly, and she put a hesitant hand on top of his head. His face was level with her pussy as he helped her step out of her underwear. He hesitated for a moment, then leaned in and kissed her pussy, sliding his tongue briefly between her lips. The effect was electric. Her fingers twisted in his hair and she whimpered loudly.
“Oh sweetheart, please… not yet… I’m not ready…”
Reluctantly, Curt stood up again. She was completely naked now. Her breasts were full and round, with large brown nipples that stood out erect. No longer hesitating, Tyler buried his face in her neck and reached around to squeeze both her breasts in his hands, pressing them together.
Donna moaned. “Oh, my sweet boys,” she said as she leaned into his embrace. “This isn’t fair…”
“Why not?” Curt asked.
“You’ve both still got your clothes on,” she said, and gave him a carnal smile. Squirming free of Tyler’s grasp, she turned to face him. Fiercely, she pulled off his shirt, then reached for the snap of his jeans. She undid them and yanked them down, going on her knees in front of him.
“Whoa,” Tyler said, apparently a bit nervous at her newfound enthusiasm. “You don’t have to go that fast…”
“Hush,” Donna said firmly. “You started this game, so now we’re going to play it. Be a good boy.” She pulled down his underwear, and his erect cock popped out inches from her face. She gasped audibly, her face flushed, and looked up at Tyler, meeting his gaze.
“My goodness,” she said. “Look at you.” Slowly, she curled her fist around his erect cock, stroking it gently. Tyler swayed a little on his feet, looking down at his mother in astonishment.
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