Sandwiched

Kaniel kept his eye contact as he allowed his weight to fall down just a few inches. Eyes flinching, Jackalyn felt the head grazing against her unprotected clit, feeling something like fat, wet larva poking for a hole. His pre-cum was intermingling with her damp slit, glands moisturizing her crack, creating a strong smell that was becoming strangely arousing.

As George sat there, recuperating, he watched with awe as the final line was about to be crossed. It was the moment when the three of them had to pause and let the ultimate taboo realization sink in their minds. Laying on her back, legs sprawled wide and perfect, both hands pressing at the rigid chest of her boy, Jackalyn waited for the final diffusion to take place while anxiously biting the bottom of her lips.

The last line crossed.

Kaniel uttered a depleted moan as the monstrous head buried inside his mother's genital outlet. Biting her lips even harder, Jackalyn responded with a crying "Ugh" and grabbed at his chest. The grave smell of sweat and sex was becoming so great that it was filling the whole damned household instead of just the kitchen. It was starting to have a stench of a polluted whorehouse.

Two inches sank inside. She lift her head and blinked her eyes at the sight of their forbidden intercourse, seeing that his tool was stretching her vagina apart, feeling that it was prying it open.

Kaniel broke out gasping. "Fuck, she's so tight!"

George was getting turned on again just watching this. "Fuck her loose, then."

"George!" Jackalyn cried, appalled to hear this comment from the Mr. Nice Son. Then she smiled and turned to Kaniel, raising her ass just a little. Four inches of his giant penis was penetrating inside her fuckhole. Her smile faltered. Six more to go until the nutsacks meet with her anal hole. Kaniel pushed deeper into her vagina, digging two inches, and Jackalyn locked her lewd eyes with his beautiful stare. Beads of sweat gleamed between the yawning crest of her breasts, splotches of white matters drying on her skin, and the melodious odor sticking stronger.

She couldn't hold in any other longer. "Fuck me in, goddamn it! Force it ALL in, motherfucker! Hurt me! Cripple me! Damage my pussy! I don't care! Just fill me UP with that cock of yours! Fucking do it—"

Her words cut out as Kaniel slammed all ten inches into her pelvis, filling her with the most pussyfilled sensation a woman could ask for. There was a quick shot of pain coursing through her, feeling like a virgin all over again, and a sudden release of pleasure overwhelming her senses. Kaniel grunted as she made a yelping noise that seemed to skyrocket his hormones. He started fucking her in with all of his willpower, grunting and pounding in that flesh-colored baseball bat, crippling his dear mother.

"Oh, yes, Kanny! Fuck me! Fuck me! Yes! God, oh Christ! Oh, hurt me just like that! Yeah, hurt me! Hurt me! Mmmppffh!" She let out a throaty scream as the entire table cranked across the tiles. Her own son was pounding his long, hard cock with awesome strokes. Pushing inside until the head felt to pale through her stomach and touch her rapid-beating heart, even feeling the balls squeezing underneath her. Then pulling until the head lynched in an arching, almost teasing interlock. Then slamming nice and hard until his balls slapped her smooth ass. This one seemed to hit the G-spot.

She arched her back, her pussy meeting him in a deeper touchdown. "Oh, Kaniel, you goddaaamnnn MOTHERFUCKEEERRRRRR!!!"

Screaming his name, she clawed at his chest with her nails and that got her in a position where she would be helpless. Kaniel yelled in anger, grabbed for her hands, and then pinned down her hands above her hand as he thumped her like a brutal fuckdoll. She watched in wonder, arms held overhead and completely powerless, as her big boy fucked her in an animalistic rage. She watched as the werewolflike transformation of a sinless child become a true motherfucker.

Her motherfucker.

This is when the uncontrollable began to happen. Her reflexes overcame her natural drive, causing her to gasp like a babygirl at each thrust and also causing her to buck her ass toward the banging impact. Every thrust Kaniel forced down was striking her most sensitive G-spot area, causing a premature climax to build and build and build until the dam burst.

"Oh, fuck!" she squealed, trying to break her arms free but unable to. It seemed her physical strength was deteriorating drastically as Kaniel's strength expanded, pinning her down in a missionary-rape position as he kept ramming her pussy sore. The peak of her orgasm was reaching to it limit. "Oh, yes, Kaniel! Oo, yes! Yes! Oh, god, I think I'm bursting! I think I'm bursting! Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh! OH! Uh! Uh, uh, ah, AH! Ah! OOOHHH! OOOOHHHHH!!!"

One of her legs performed an involuntarily kick in the air as her first wave of orgasm overtook her. Her pussyhole constricted for the briefest moment and then released with a wet outburst. Even in the midst of her climax, she saw something in Kaniel's fixed eyes. He seemed to be in a daze. But it wasn't until she felt his first burst of cum discharged inside her uterus and realized her own son was about to get her beyond the point of no return.

Kaniel's eyes widened and drove inward. "Urg!"

She was about to scream for him to take it out until all such logics was drowned under a pleasure she never dreamt of, knowing this was the lowest degeneracy against nature. Mother Jackalyn shrieked so loud that there wasn't a single doubt her next door neighbor heard it. Hands still restrained above her, hips caught in a spasm, Kaniel's hardcore series of eruption got her whole fuckhole filled until a deluge of semen began seeping down the crack of her ass. It trailed down to the wooden surface and pooled there as extra dose of ejaculation continued inside her cunt.

"You bad, bad boy," Jackalyn cooed between an intake of breath, moaning as the fifth hot blast flooded inside her vagina. "Now, you've gone and done it. Making a mother out of your mother is considered a very naughty thing."

"Be . . . quiet," Kaniel croaked, spewing a flying gist on her naval as he pulled his cock out. Free with her arms, Mother Jackalyn got on her elbows and watched as a long white stream of cum splattered her upper chest. She was starting to reek of a fresh whore.

"My, aren't you in the need of a fix. You come in gallons – not quarts. Oh, that's right, shoot your load right at my pussy again. Mm, yes, so warm."

For some reason, his seeds was boiling hot. A load of thick semen was running from her pubis to her vulva in a sticky trail. Three huge cords coated her left tit like a whipped cream attack on a sundae. With another rivulet of his love juice splattering on her abdomen, she realized there was a high chance that she was now pregnant since she had been ovulating. Ovulating hard in the last few nights.

I'm probably going to have a triplet, she thought, a cautious smile growing on her face, feeling not at one ounce of guilt. What a fucked-up, trailer trash of a mother I've becoming.

Kaniel was down on his back, cock convulsing in the air, ejaculating an obscene geyser of chunky jism down his rod. He looked as if he was trying to recover from a brutal seizure. Poor guy. Jackalyn crawled toward him, paused, and then forced her mouth on his Johnson, sucking in whatever remaining finale there was, causing Kaniel to blurt out a hoarse mutter. She let loose of his cock with a slurping execution, giving him a coquettish smirk, and started lapping and swallowing a spewing cargo of gist on his pole.

Moaning and cursing, Kaniel lost all such strength and dropped his head down in full exhaustion.

Mother Jackalyn turned her shameless eyes on George, who was still slumped back, and saw how cast-ironed his dick was, how strong he looked rubbing his cock in motion.

"Think you can handle more?" she asked, crawling toward him. She climbed over him, flinging one leg over him, and laid him back against the hard-wood table as she straddled him in a crouching position. Globule of reeking sweat and fresh semen dripped down on George's front, leaking on his chest, leaking on his full-fledged cannon. His head grazed against her clit in a smooth, arching massage that trigger a tingling sensation.

With sheen of cum dripping from her mouth, she leaned down and stained George with the world's dirtiest French kiss, granting him a twisted, methodical, half-crooked tongue massage. Sticky smacking sounds exchanged between them. She lifts her head and looked at him again, serious this time. "Do you really think you can handle me?"

"If I can't, I'll die trying," George answered, placing one hand over her head and held her thin waist with his other hand. For a quick moment, Jackalyn thought George was going to rise up and delight her with another kiss but instead stunned her with a sudden infiltrating dick attack. His entire cock ripped through her vagina, reaching far inside and touching the furthermost wall. There ten inches of granite flesh plowed her wet cunt open.

Making that unbelievable yelping noise again, she was being fucked from underneath, standing on all four like an animal bitch she was as her stud rapidly fucked her in the rear. It was hard to believe that the once Mr. Nice Boy was doing all the action.

"Arggh! You're still fucking tight!" George screamed, veins sticking out of his neck. "You're so wet inside, too!"

Gasping and opening her eyes, Mother Jackalyn landed on his crotch with a whimper. "That's because," she muttered, "you're fucking your brother's semen, darling."

"Oh, God!"

"Oh, yes! Yes! Harder! Harder! Fuck me, you big stud! Fuck me good!"

"Mom, can I come inside you?"

She grabbed her brunette hair and pinched a handful of them in a near-climax euphoria, feeling both of her muskmelon jugs bouncing up and down. "Mmm, I wouldn't mind, baby. Only if you can hold out for at least . . . well, I'll be fair. Five minutes. If you can, I'll let you do whatever you want with me."

He slammed harder, pumping his hips and maintaining strokes with precise brunt. He laid his hands on her tits and started rubbing them, fingering her nipples as his cock grinded in her violated abyss. Specks of white-splattered beads was all over her beautiful face and her gorgeous, massive breasts. She had INCESTIOUS SLUT written all over her.

George stopped with his rhythm and rested a while to regain his stamina. "You're so beautiful," he muttered.

She smiled and thanked him with a perverse kiss that left Kaniel's mark on his lips. Two minutes had passed since his constant fucking and now it was her turn to take control.

She began to ride him, grinding her ass back and forth at a motion that was beyond rapture. Her entire vagina felt overstuffed with semen and cock, therefore making squiggling noises as her ass rocked George. It was like giving birth all over again.

"Mother, you're gonna make me cum again. Not too fast. It hadn't been . . . five minutes yet."

"Don't worry, honey. When you feel like letting go, let it ALL go, okay?" She thrust down on him, clenched her pussyhole, and snapped the breath out of him.

"Oh . . . Oh, shit."

"Not yet, honey." She grabbed his hands and forced them on her marvelous tits, bouncing higher and harder. "Just wait until I'm ready."

She felt a presence behind her and that was when Kaniel's arrogant voice hissed next to her ear. "Maybe this will get your preparation."

That was when Mother Jackalyn became sandwiched HARD by her two boys: Kaniel from behind and George from underneath. A breathless moan escaped her as Kaniel's cock pummeled NOT in her anal hole but joining along with his brother right IN her pussy. Her cunt stretched in a way that was abnormal; so painful that it was ecstasy. All three of them cried out in a series of shouting and screaming. George must have felt the second invasion because his eyes had grown wide, tearful, and his body had tensed. Kaniel managed to force his entire girth inside his bitch of a mom, clogging up the windpipe. Mother Jackalyn felt both the urge to shit and cum at the same time.

"OH, SHIT, YES! YES! FUCKING YES! FUCK ME, DARLING, FUCK ME!"

"IT'S HURTS!" George cried, eyes shutting in pain.

"DON'T BE A FUCKING SISSY! PUMP ME, PLEASE, PUMP ME NICE AND HARD! BOTH OF YOU! OH OH AH AH! MMPHFF!!!"

Kaniel fucked her nice and hard indeed, bringing a stinging sensation as both cocks fucked her in. She knew this act was almost a bi-sexual one –almost but still in the ballpark. She also knew that there was no way in hell George would be able to hold in much longer with that other cock rubbing against him. The thought of both of them coming at once was thrilling to the bone.

Somewhere outside, even through her rapture, she heard a siren pulling out on the driveway. It was forgotten as soon as two flagpoles crushed deeper inside, enlarging her pussyhole like it was some kind of rubber sheet. As much as she tried to suppress it, violated as hell, she squealed and landed hard on poor George.

The entire table broke down flat to the floor, creating a shattering BOOM! but none of this falter their unlawful little orgy. It only mounted their sexual urges. With the fallen impact, George's cock was now impaled far into the dead-end point of his mother's cunt, hugging her tightly. Kaniel was still humping her from behind, pushing in and in and IN until hearing that satisfying grunt and a scream from the endearing Mother Jackalyn.

Repeated doorbell ringing and hard-knocking rattled at the front door. "This is the police! What's going on?!"

"I'm fucking MY MOTHER!" Kaniel snapped back, angrily plunging in his cock. He shoved three long fingers in her asshole and that need to shit was greater than ever. She made a gasping shout and cried as a little accident happened there. A different smell hung in the air, but never greater than that hard-to-describe sex odor reigned the house. In the back of her mind screamed in alarm about the police yet all such consciousness was started to drown again . . . by a flooding need to explode her ejaculation.

Boy, did she ejaculate. A wave of euphoric shudder gripped in her vagina, tightening the hole for just that moment, squeezing both of their penises together as a ripple of glitter shot out of her. A carnal sound groaned from her throat, and somewhere in the other side of the universe were rougher knocking.

Then it was boys turn to come.

George was the first to lose his stamina, ripping a load of hot jism in her jammed ass, causing a brimming overflow. "UNGHHHH!" he cried. First eruption walloped her innermost private fence. Second blast strained against Kaniel's cock. Even in the midst of his ejaculation, George surprised her even more after RAMMING his penis deeper into her well and shooting the third detonation. Kaniel cursed under his breath and held her from behind, hugging her tightly as he maintained a humping rhythm.

Jackalyn arched her back and cried out in ecstasy.

"I'm gonna fucking cum!" Kaniel screamed, thrusting faster and grunting louder. His hands clutched her heaving cleavages and squeezed. "Mom, I'm gonna cum in your cunt! I'M GONNA FUCKING MAKE A GRANDMA OUT OF YOU!"

"Do it, motherfucker!" she cried between a gasping squeal. Her hands reached down and grabbed George's hairy ass, feeling all the hardness in his buttocks there. It was amazing how one man's ass can tensed sooooooo much when in the state of cumming.

Still on a roll, George whipped the convulsing pole out of her pussy and shot a soaring jet against her wedged clit. He lurched up as the next ejection lashed out, his face curled into a daze trance, and embraced his mother. Now it was her turn to have an orgasm . . . again. Immediately without warning her breath burst from her lungs and a chill ran down her spine just before that divine release came. And when it happened, her entire vaginal muscles tightened Kaniel's rod to a chokehold.

Mother Jackalyn moaned his name like the world's sleaziest porn star in action, still sandwiched between her two sons and still fucking them good.

Out of the blue, Kaniel's balls constricted, froze still for a minute, and bombarded her deep in her stomach. His entire body shook hard behind her.This one felt to splatter her soul with fresh cum. Spittle of George's semen splashed between her anal hole and her stuffed cunt. More torrent of explosions blustered between her legs, like a mist of whipped cream spraying out. God, it was a becoming fucking mess there.

Somewhere beyond her attention someone kicked the front door open. Rapid sounds of footfall ran toward them and all stopped at once just when reaching in the kitchen. There Mother Jackalyn made out three uniformed policemen standing there with guns drawn out, yet their expression was in complete bewilderment, disgust, and awe.

"Holy Mother of God," one of the cops murmured.

Kaniel was still opening fire inside his hot mother fuckhole with a dreamlike expression of bliss. His hips was bucking against her rear in an uncontrollable beat. Going cross eyes, George was trying to hold in his ejaculation as his mother rubbed his white stuff all over herself. The entire table, the kitchen tiles, and their bodies was one great cum fiesta.

Mother Jackalyn collapsed on her side, sighing out with great guiltless satisfaction, and rolled on her back with a wistful look in her eyes. It was the look of carnal fulfillment. Kaniel shot a flying cord as far to her neck down to between the mountain ridge of her glistening coconut-shaped tits. She felt an unexpected penetration in her shithole, startling her with raw pain, and she made a whimpering shout.

His cock drilled deeper into her tight anal hole, reaching as far as her rectum, and she yelped as a heated explosion filled her up. She looked at her son with unnatural love, yielding to him as a dangerous blast caused her wince. George was knelling beside her, panting and still holding his rock-hard cock which was spewing a dying river of expulsion. Thinking of giving his penis a nice, wet kiss, she lift her head and lapped his cock with a cat lick. This caused one last eruption to spurt out in a thick beautiful line.

Eyes rolling back, George passed out on the side. Kaniel, on the other hand, still hadn't finished yet. With his long flagpole shooting loads after loads in her impaled asshole, there was that familiar look of exhaustion growing on his face, his eyes half-closed and his mouth hanging open. Smiling cutely, Mother Jackalyn decided to put on a little surprise.

She clenched her asshole as hard as she could, squealing as she did this.

The reaction was a big one. Kaniel's dazed expression changed to a look of rigid pain and the final discharge overstuffed her with eighteen-year-old worth of sperm. He took out what's left of his cock, which was a gooey-wet, red hose, and started rubbing the head against the clit. She moaned, arching her back and squeezing her breasts together, feeling that snake tickling her pussywall. Then one long and slow white gush deposited right there on her violated beaver. Groaning for the last time, Kaniel collapsed on the floor, spent at last.

Still laying back with sprawled legs, splotches of wet semen stains all over her skin, Mother Jackalyn tossed her disheveled hair back and batted a fervent, lust-filled eye on the three officers. They all looked to be young men in their late twenties at least. They were all good-looking in a way that was worth looking at while masturbating. And, most important of all, they all had a hard-on. She thought of the word "GANGBANG" with serious consideration and felt a yearning wave of extreme desire overcome her senses.

She smiled, spreading her legs further apart, and coaxed them to come over.