My name is Logan, and my twin is Lucas. We were twenty years old at that time. I don't know if it is the same with all twins but we were inseparable. We would tell everything to each other. If something happened in our life, the other was the first person to know.
And I must say that we were undeniably handsome. Considering our fit bodies besides our faces, thanks to workout sessions, we were basically living a Casanova lifestyle in the college. Hell, we even double-teamed a few girls. I wasn't even able to imagine a life without Lucas at that point, and I'm sure he felt the same.
Everything started with our arrival home from college for summer break. It was mostly like every summer. We were socializing with our friends from the neighborhood almost every day, and then coming home for dinner to taste mom's delicious cooking.
Lucas was behaving a little weird around Mom at that time, but I didn't give it a serious thought. Well, until Lucas opened up to me a few weeks later...
We were hanging out in our room one night. Lucas suddenly began talking while I was playing a game on my PC.
"I can't stand it anymore. I need to tell you," he said out of nowhere.
I looked at him after pausing the game. "Tell me what?"
"First, promise me you won't freak out," he demanded.
"Dude, you know me better than that. And you are scaring me right now. Tell me whatever it is."
"Well, o-okay," he was obviously nervous, and it was a rare sight for me. "I- I have been reading some stories online. Well, erotic stories to be honest."
"So?" I questioned.
"Well..." he struggled before speaking. "To be more honest, they are incest stories."
I raised an eyebrow. After torturing him with a few seconds of silence, I finally spoke. "So you want to fuck me, is that it?"
An involuntary laugh escaped from his lips. "No, idiot," he chuckled some more. "They are more like mother-son stories."
I couldn't believe what I heard. My brother had a thing for our mom? "Dude, are you serious?"
"I can't fucking get it out of my head, man. Did you ever look at Mom as a woman? Do it if you didn't until now. She is fucking gorgeous!" he pointed out.
I couldn't help but think about it. He was right. Our mother, Jessica, was an extremely beautiful woman. In fact, she was in her prime time.
She was a thirty-eight-year-old woman with two sons. A confident and friendly woman. She was a single mother. Our parents divorced when we were twelve and our father married again a few years ago. We always stayed with Mom. Fortunately, money wasn't much of an issue.
She was a 5'6" tall woman with beautiful black hair, a chiseled pale face with brown eyes, fully developed big tits, a curvaceous ass, and relatively thick smooth-skinned legs... She was the MILF next door you desperately wanted to fuck.
Thanks to my perverted brother, I couldn't get her out of my head in the coming days either. She was a fresh food that we never noticed before and we were craving her. We were infatuated with the idea of tasting her, the forbidden fruit. We didn't notice her before because she wasn't an option until that point, but she suddenly became one.
We, Lucas and I, could lust after anyone. We weren't narrow-minded people, especially when it comes to sex. I even fucked my cousin before. So there wasn't any internal battle to resist the temptation. In fact, we wanted to be consumed by the temptation.
But that didn't mean our mother was the same. Incest relationships are rare because the chances of having the incestuous mindset in more than one person in a family are extremely low. Even more so if they are religious.
Luckily, Mom's view on life was similar to ours. She was the one who shaped a good portion of our personalities after all. So we started the race a few steps ahead of others on that front.
After long discussions with Lucas, we finally decided to pursue the idea. We would try to make our dream come true. We were positive that it wouldn't destroy our relationship with her even if she rejected it in the end.
So we began to work by giving glances and stares at her certain body parts. We had more than enough material since it was summer. We did it to see her reaction but that doesn't mean we weren't mesmerized by her beauty. We knew she was beautiful but it wasn't until this point that we looked at her with the eyes of a buyer.
And to our pleasant surprise, she didn't say anything. She allowed us to devour her with our lustful eyes. Sometimes there would be a provoking smile on her lips. This made us more and more daring. We would rummage through her underwear drawer when she wasn't home and we would leave it without tidying up.
I must say that there was some very sexy lingerie for a single woman. Thinking about her having an active sex life only fueled us further. We were going to satisfy that woman that she wouldn't need another man from that point onwards. We were going to be her lifelong men.
Well, that was our dicks talking. But we reached a point where it would be the biggest disappointment in our lives if we didn't succeed. We needed that woman.
Weeks passed by with extreme tension in the air and in our balls, and we decided to take the game one step further, or a few steps to be honest. We went to her bedroom one night when she left the shower. This tension needed to stop somehow because it was becoming unhealthy.
We went in and closed the door behind us. She was drying her hair against the mirror. There was silence for a few seconds. but then I heard Mom's voice.
"Boys! Can't you knock?" she quickly scolded. "Don't you see I just got out of the shower?"
I heard Lucas' footsteps approaching her. "What's the matter?" she asked, obviously confused.
"Mom," Lucas began to talk. "We know you just got out of the shower. That's why we decided to come."
She was further confused. "W-what do you mean?"
"Do you really need to ask?" I retorted. "We have been fucking you with our eyes for weeks now and you didn't complain."
"Logan!" she exclaimed. "What are you saying?!"
"I'm only telling the truth, Mom. And I can't stand it anymore. This tension is killing us. You need to either accept us or reject us without leaving an open door," I challenged.
"He is right, Mom. You need to make a decision. And we only ask you that don't be hasty in your decision. You obviously enjoyed our stares," Lucas supported me.
"T-they were just harmless fun. B-but what you ask is... there is no turning back," she countered.
"What is the worst thing that can happen, hmm? You know how much we love you, and we know the extent of your love for us. Whatever happens, we will be together. Our bond is not the kind that can be broken," I tried to persuade her. I could see her defenses were failing surprisingly fast.
"I know you want this as much as we do, Mom. We wouldn't be here if I thought otherwise," Lucas supported once again.
"B-but things will change, Believe me. You talk out of your d-dicks right now. I love you both, but you are so young. I can't bear to lose you if you decide it was a mistake after your lust has disappeared," she reasoned.
I approached her slowly and took her hand in mine. I brought it to my lips and kissed her palm. Then I trailed her wrist, arm, and to her neck. She didn't object as my kisses caused goosebumps on her body. I pulled back again and our eyes met.
"What you felt just now is only a tiny fraction of what you will feel. This isn't just a carnal thing, Mom. We love you. We never desired someone before as much as we want you," I didn't break eye contact but my eyes eventually went to her lips. They were so close. I was so close to feeling them with my own. "And we will never leave you."
Apparently, she thought the same thing because she closed the gap and kissed me before I made a move. Saying I was shocked would be an understatement. I thought she would require more persuasion. But here she was, devouring my mouth like a hungry beast.
Despite my shock, the sweet and arousing feeling of her lips enveloped my body as I responded to her kiss. Our tongues were in each other's mouths just a few seconds later from the moment our lips touched. I never felt something more intimate in my entire life.
My mind went blank as I sucked on her tongue. I somehow noticed Lucas approaching her from behind. He started to kiss around her nape and shoulders while groping her ass and legs at the same time.
Getting bolder from that sight, my hands found her breasts over the fabric of her towel. It annoyed me, so I immediately let the towel fall to the ground just to see her body in all its glory.
Then my hands finally touched her bare skin. Feeling her hardened nipples against my palms almost made me lose my mind. This woman was my own mother and my tongue was in her mouth while my hands explored her body. The moral impropriety of the situation was exactly what made it extremely pleasurable. Our kiss was eventually broken to let ourselves catch our breaths.
"You two have been torturing me for weeks. Your stares were killing me. I wanted you. I wanted this. I dreamt about it so much," she confessed. "I was holding myself back. But you ruined it. You can't blame me after this. You are old enough to take responsibility," she continued as I kissed and nibbled her neck.
"No one will blame you, Mom. Just let it go. Let yourself enjoy this. Because you have no idea how much we will enjoy it," Lucas answered.
"Yes. I'm yours. Take me. Do whatever you want," she surrendered.
And we did exactly that. Her moans filled the room as we continued our ministrations on her body. A while later, I looked at Lucas for a brief moment and we understood each other. We did this before after all. We took a step back and got rid of our clothes in record time. Our hard dicks immediately pointed toward Mom.
She took in the sight for a few moments before kneeling in front of us. Then she gestured for us to come closer. "Come here. Stand in front of me."
Having no intention to reject her, we immediately took our position. Our dicks were just in front of her face. I was on her right and Lucas was on her left. She grabbed our dicks with both hands.
"Perfect. Just like how I imagined them. Not too big. Not too small. You have beautiful cocks," she lovingly kissed Lucas' dick and then mine. I didn't know what to feel. I was almost embarrassed. Her words somehow carried love, admiration, arousal, and anticipation all at the same time.
I would never imagine seeing my own mother from this angle. She was kneeling in front of us and there was not just one, but two dicks in her hands. I was struggling. The anticipation was messing with my head. My dick was about to explode just from the feeling of her delicate hand. And I knew Lucas was no different.
After getting herself acquainted with them for a minute or two, she looked up to us. "You desperately want my lips wrapped around your dicks, don't you? Seeing your own mother in this position is too much for you. I know because I'm the same. My boys clearly became real men."
We didn't reply. She started to stroke the cocks in her hands up and down. Then I saw her lips parting before she took Lucas' head into her mouth and began sucking. I internally protested. Why did she choose him first? I knew I needed to be patient but patience was something unattainable at that moment.
I felt Lucas shivering the moment her lips made contact with her dick. "Fuck," he unconsciously muttered while never taking his eyes off of her face. I could only imagine the pleasure he felt.
Envy slipped into the mix of emotions I was feeling. And the anticipation only grew bigger. Her hums and Lucas' moans filled the room once again. Her hands and mouth worked in harmony as she stroked me while sucking his dick. Her eyes almost never left our faces as she made eye contact.
After what felt like an eternity, she stopped her suction before pulling his dick out of her mouth. She looked at me and smiled. "Aww. Do you feel left out, baby? Don't worry. I will take good care of you. Both of you."
This woman was treating us like we were still children. Well, she was our mother. So I knew children never truly grew up in their parents' eyes. But still, I couldn't help but feel a little awkward.
However, the awkwardness faded away as she took me into her mouth. The wet and warm insides enveloped my dick. The intense pleasure seeped into my body through my cock. I could feel her silky tongue flicking around my glans. Her tongue constantly stimulated my most sensitive area under the head. Her sucking lips clenched around my girth like they didn't want to let my dick go. As if those were not enough, she stopped stroking my length and brought her hand to massage my balls.
"Holy shit!" I exclaimed.
The sight of her plump lips wrapped around my dick was already enough to drive me insane. Yet her brisk tongue and strong suction combined with her rubbing my balls actually caused me to lose control. I brought my hands to her head and started to pull her further toward my dick.
I kind of expected her to object but she didn't. She opened wide and took me further into her mouth and immediately began to bob her head back and forth. Her tongue didn't stop its teasing either.
The extreme delight consumed me as I watched her pleasuring her own son. She changed between looking at me and my dick. I managed to glance at Lucas and he was in a trance by the scene taking place in front of his eyes, just like me. The only difference was I felt her every movement unlike him.
My gaze locked on my mother once again. Her expert movements caused me to wonder about how many dicks she sucked before. A strong sense of possessiveness made its way into my heart. I didn't feel anything like that even for my girlfriends.
While I was lost in pleasure and in my own mind, she continued to blow me like there was no tomorrow. My dick was almost in pain. I needed to cum. I needed to relieve the tension in my balls. It wasn't like the night would end with just one orgasm.
She was trying to do exactly what I was thinking. She wanted my cum. Her pace increased. I felt my semen starting to flow to the tip of my dick. A growl escaped from my lips as my balls tightened. The primal need to spill my seed reached unimaginable heights.
"I... I'm cumming," I warned her, only to make her movements faster.
Her massaging hand kept rubbing my balls as I exploded into her mouth. Her tongue kept flicking my glans as I poured my precious sperm directly into my mother's stomach.
That woman... The woman I respected and loved the most... The woman I would protect with my life... The woman who is the reason for my existence... That woman was now looking at me with my dick in her mouth as she gladly accepted my semen into her belly.
The scene was so lewd and so intimate at the same time. It didn't weaken her image in my eyes. Quite the opposite, my love for her only grew stronger as this situation opened a lot of new possibilities. That woman had attended to every aspect of my life except one, and now she was attending to that one as well.
She sucked me until my dick began to soften in her mouth, prolonging my euphoria. I saw my dick sliding out of her lips and her throat made one last gulping movement. Seeing this, a strange sense of satisfaction rose in my mind. Was I a terrible person because I loved seeing my own mother swallow my seed? I didn't care. It was the most amazing thing I ever saw until that point.
She didn't waste any time as she replaced my cock with Lucas' dick. She took him into her mouth and immediately started to perform the same acts she did on me a few moments ago. I went and sat on the edge of the bed as I watched my mom blow my brother's dick right in front of me.
It was such a strange feeling but extremely arousing as well. I would be traumatized if I witnessed this act of her with another man. But now I watched her with admiration as she worked hard to satisfy her boys. I didn't know how she managed to look exceptionally maternal and truly alluring at the same time. Perhaps it was all in my head.
