This Might Get Messy

Relieved that her performance was complete, Lo got up and went downstairs to put her clothes back on, but just as she entered the kitchen, she heard the three sons enter from the front door. She threw on her panties and, without enough time to put on her dress, grabbed the cooking apron. She was still adjusting it when they entered the kitchen with groceries.

"Lola!" said the youngest one -- the one who knew her the best.

The other two gave her a suspicious look.

"Oh, hi," she said, awkwardly. "I'm Lola." She hadn't ever formally met the two older brothers.

"We know," said one of them.

She smiled, realizing that they know her from getting off to her images and stories on the blog. The three brothers were all very tall, like their dad, but of three different heights. And they were thin and lanky, indicating that all their caloric intake was still going toward there expanding vertically, not yet horizontally, like their dad.

"Didn't your mother tell you I was coming over?" she asked.

"No."

"Oh, Meri invited me to use the kitchen to prepare a meal for one of my friends who is not doing so well. Your kitchen is so much larger than mine."

"Do you always cook barefoot and topless?" asked one of the boys rudely.

"Where's dad?" asked another one.

"He's upstairs, sleeping," said Lo, hoping they wouldn't ask too many questions, like how did you know he was sleeping upstairs and why would you know that? Also, Lo couldn't remember if she shut the bedroom door behind her as Scott lay naked on the bed.

She wanted to distract them from that line of questioning and so she "accidentally" dropped the whisk. She bent over to pick it up, showing the three boys her ass in the cute turquoise panties she was wearing. But her little ruse backfired, so to speak. The boys, noticing her ass, also noticed that her lower back was covered in cum.

"You and dad?" asked the youngest.

"What?" replied Lola, dropping the 'innocent little ole me' routine.

"You fucked dad. There's cum all over your back."

"Ew!" said one of the other boys.

"It's more like he fucked me," responded Lo, quickly realizing that in order for this situation to be contained, she'd have to act fast. "And so can you," she said to the three of them. She removed the cooking apron, revealing her breasts. "Who wants to be first?"

"It's more like sloppy second, isn't it?" said the oldest.

Lo walked to the bedroom on the first floor. She had noticed it earlier. She turned to the boys, "I'll be in here. One at a time."

She got up on the bed on all fours, as she had done earlier, and slowly removed her panties. The door to the bedroom was across the open-concept kitchen and she left it open for them to see her wet snatch, inviting them in. The eldest brother went first. He took down his pants just far enough to let out his cock. He didn't shut the door behind him and the other two brothers watched. They could only see his back. His pecker was only slightly larger than the father's. He fucked Lo from behind for about ten minutes before cumming in her pussy. Though more significant than Scott's ineffectual fuck, this hardly proved substantial enough to get Lo off, but she put on a first-rate performance again.

As soon as that son left the room, the middle one came in. He too left the door wide open, as if there was an unwritten rule in the house about not closing doors. He got completely naked and told Lo to suck his cock. She did so happily and easily since he too was diminutive in size. He got very hard, though not thick or long, and then turned Lo around and had her doggie-style as well. He too came in her cunt. Lo's faux climax was louder and more intense than the previous two.

Finally, the youngest boy came in. He had desired Lo for a long time, and especially since he was Lo's eager student for the intimate biology lesson she gave him when they were camping. Lo resolved that she couldn't say no to him after granting permission to every other household member.

He looked like the wolf about to devour Little Red.

"On your back," he said with a surprisingly authoritative tone. He spoke like he owned her.

Lo rolled over.

"Spread your legs, wide."

She did.

"Spread your pussy lips."

She used her index finger and thumb of each hand to pinch her pussy lips and pull them apart.

He got on his knees and dove in with his tongue, like a honey badger, the way Lo had taught him. He licked and sucked and sloppily slurped her up, as well as her cream filling, bringing her to her first authentic orgasm of the day.

Then he dropped his pants and entered her pussy. "Mom always said I could learn a lot from you, Lola," he said. He then added, "I can't believe this is finally really happening!"

As Lo lay there, spreading her legs wide, feeling nothing of his repeated and vigorous thrusts, she grabbed her tits and stretched out her nipples, putting on a show as she internally was waiting for him to finish. She looked over at the bookshelf in the room and read the titles: Tampa, the Fifty Shades series, all five volumes of Match, Cinder & Spark. That's when she realized, this isn't any of the boys' bedrooms. This is a spare bedroom that Meri uses for her masturbation session.

She then heard the sound of heavy footsteps upstairs. She tried to speak, to utter a warning, but the youngest was going at her and he had bent over, sucking on Lo's udder like it was feeding time.

"Your Dad. He's coming," she managed to articulate just before. . .

Meanwhile, back at our house, Meri and the two brothers engaged in just about every conceivable permutation of penetration possible with two penises and a hungry MILF who likes to perform kinky roleplay. Besides the positions you might readily expect (including many that they had practiced on Lo in the preceding months of using her as their COVID cum-dump), the highlights included Meri taking both their cocks in her mouth at once for a double-brother-blow-job. Why hadn't Lo thought of that? Meri wasn't ready or able to accommodate the two in her ass and puss because, after years of sex with Scott, the girth of just one cock was almost too much for her, in either orifice. But she tried to outperform any of the brothers' previous partners, including Lo, by being as raunchy, dirty, and devilish as she could. She let her wild imaginings roam free. The brothers had never experienced anything like that and after the raunchy rendezvous they never could look at their mother the same way again. As if two brothers sharing a mother (not their own) wasn't incestuous enough, Meri had to push the boundaries by saying things such as, "You want to suck Mommy's tits?" and "Kiss Mommy hello," as she spread her legs, "Tell Mommy how much you love her." Meri lost count of how many times she climaxed and also, to her great astonishment, was unable to count how many times the brothers came since, unlike her husband, they were capable of reloading their weapons with astounding alacrity.

As they fucked her, as she sucked them, as they penetrated her ass, as she ran her hands up and down their smooth torsos, as they squeezed her tits, as she held their hefty balls and weighed them in her hands, she thought of all sorts of other perverted possibilities that she'd like to perform with them, for them, on them. She, being a natural-born schemer, was scheming already.

Scott was on the stairs when he saw two of his sons standing by the kitchen countertop, looking intently at something. He glanced over to the mirror, positioned on the wall just-so, allowing a view of the bedroom door. There he saw his youngest going at Lola with more vigor and verve than he ever could muster. He waited on the stairs silently until the show was over and the youngest emerged from the bedroom triumphant. Then he continued his descent down the stairs and onto the first floor.

"What's going on here?" he asked, pretending to be oblivious to it all.

"Guess who just lost his virginity," said the oldest brother, proudly slapping his youngest sibling on the back and presenting him to his father.

Apparently this family really was quite open and matter-of-fact about all things sexual. However, Lo knew that the congratulations for this accomplishment was actually late and misplaced. But there was no simple way of explaining to his father or his brothers how he actually lost his virginity, so the youngest just accepted the accolades and smiled broadly.

Lo emerged, naked from the bedroom. Her clothes were haphazardly strewn about in the kitchen. There was no other, more graceful way of getting them. The three boys and their father looked at her as she walked silently. Her hair was a mess. Her breasts still glowed red where she was groped and sucked. And the cum of four men was dripping down her ass and inner thighs. She could feel it slowly oozing past her knees and down to her ankles. (Parenthetically, it is rumored that the smaller the penis, the larger the load. Lo would attest to the veracity of that adage.)

"I probably should be going," she said as she picked up her panties and slid them on over the tacky mess. She felt like she was literally the glue that kept this unusual family together. She slid on her dress and slipped her feet into her shoes. She could feel cum on her instep as she did so.

"Bye," she said, trying to smile, trying to walk with class and dignity as her bare feet in her shoes were slurping and her pussy was making gurgling noises as even more cum slid out of her.

"Too bad you missed Meri," called Scott to her.

When he said that, the youngest son, who had met Roy and Gary at our backyard picnic a couple of weeks prior, put two-and-two together. He suddenly realized where his mother was and what (or whom) she was doing. That's right. It was all just a convenient ploy to allow her to have the brothers. These four men thought they were taking Lo for their pleasure, but they had been taken in by Meri, their mother/wife/lover. This created a poignant pang of jealousy in the mind of the youngest boy as the full implications of the deception dawned on him.

Lo sped home, fearing that she had gone too far, said too much, fucked too many. She doesn't usually feel that way after coaxing the cum from four men, but these weren't just any random four men. They were three brothers and their father, the husband and three sons of Lo's lesbian lover who, at that very moment was coaxing cum from two other brothers roughly the same age as her own sons.

Lo pulled in the drive. She saw my car was there and Meri's car was parked across the street. She had called me on her way and so she knew that I had left on foot for a walk through the neighborhood and to the park. She asked me to come home.

I arrived just as she did and she asked me, "Where's Meri?" Neither of us had to wait long for our answer because, bellowing out from our bedroom window, just as Lo had done so many many times before, was the primal scream of a woman climaxing like crazy.

We both looked up to the window in astonishment at the sound -- for it conveyed almost supernatural overtones of pleasure -- and in fear. For how long had she been carrying on like that?

Window Crack

"Doesn't she know that the brother's live just across the street and their mother can hear her?" asked Lo, articulating the concern we shared.

Lo parked and tooted the horn to give a signal to Meri that we were returning to our home.

In we went, and from the entrance we could hear the boom-boom-boom of someone being fucked as if bent over a bureau down the hall and in the bedroom.

"Wait here," said Lo, taking command of the situation. She strutted down the long hallway and knocked rapidly and loudly on the wooden door.

One of the brothers opened the door. He stood naked beneath the lintel. Lo looked in and saw Meri bent over, her hands supporting her by resting on the windowsill, her legs spread wide, and the other brother banging her from behind. In her behind? Possibly. Probably. The brother at the door, Gary, was limp, sweaty, and panting, as if recently tagged to be replaced by his teammate.

"Look," said Lo, "this is fun and all, but her bellowing like a banshee is going to alarm the whole neighborhood, including your mom, if it hasn't already!"

Just at that moment the doorbell rang. It was the bothers' mother! I answered it, slowly, coolly, calmly.

Lo was busy getting the brothers dressed. Roy, who had been banging Meri, framed by the window, pulled out, hard, wet, and fully loaded.

"Are my boys here?" asked the mom.

"Just a minute," I said, stalling, "I have to grab a mask." COVID precautions.

I ran down the hall. "She's here," I whispered. I saw Meri, stark naked, cum covered, her hair matted down with sweat and who knows what other bodily fluids, her chest heaving on the bed, her hands cupped between her legs either giving her pleasure or keep the cum inside her.

Lo was in full-on damage-control mode. "Tell her that they're helping me move some furniture."

"Right."

I returned, no mask.

"They'll be right here," I said, nervously, "they're just banging. . . some furniture."

"What? And where's your mask?"

"Oh, sorry, I couldn't find it. Let me go look again."

I disappeared down the hall again.

"She's not happy. She's suspicious," I said to Lo.

"No shit! Make her unsuspicious."

This time I grabbed a mask from the nightstand. I went back to the front door and as I approached our nosy neighbor, I went to put the mask on. Only, it wasn't a mask. It was Meri's black underpants! And they were quite creamed in too!

"Oh, this isn't mine!" I said, fumbling. "I'll be right back."

I tossed the panties somewhere, anywhere, and reached in my bag to find a proper mask. Returning, I said, "Lo's tied up at the moment."

This wasn't exactly true because there had been times when the brothers actually tied her up to the bed and had taken turns with her. But, as a turn of phrase, it was true enough.

"But my boys, are they ok? I heard screams."

"Fine. Strenuous work, you know? But they're big, strapping young men. Great energy and enthusiasm those two. You should be proud."

"They don't ever lift a finger for me at home."

"Well, ain't that just like boys," I said, not knowing what the hell I meant. "I assure you, they are always up for the occasion here. They've helped Lo when they've come many times." I was babbling now. "And Lo has come and come."

"What?" she asked, suspiciously.

"I mean, here comes Lo now!" I said, relieved to see Lo appear next to me in the doorway.

"Thank you so much for the use of your boys. . . again," she said, sweet as pie. "How can I show my appreciation for everything they do?"

"I just was checking to make sure everything's alright. I heard some screams."

"Fine, fine. Just the old power saw."

"Power saw?!"

"Yes," she said searching for a story.

"Do they even know how to use a power saw?" asked the concerned mother.

"Oh, they're handy, those two! They can slice and drill, bang, and erect things like master carpenters. I'm always amazed at their talents. Do they take a shop class in school?"

"No! I don't think they've ever even held a hammer."

"They sure can wield a tool," said Lo. "This old apartment would probably just go to pieces without them. Thanks ever so much!"

Just then the brothers appeared in the doorway.

"Hi Mom," said one of them genially.

"Everything alright?" she asked.

"Yeah, sure," said the other brother.

"They were just moving furniture," I said, trying to clue them into the alibi.

"And using the power saw," added Lo.

"Right," said Gary. "Make sure you don't touch that. It's dangerous. But thanks for letting us help you out," he added.

"Such sweet kids, thanking me for their time and talent," interjected Lo. "I hope I didn't keep them too long. I told them you'd be worried. Especially with all that ruckus."

The confused but genial neighbor mom finally left with her two angels.

Lo removed her mask and walked back to the bedroom, got naked and climbed into bed with Meri. The two of them shared stories of their busy afternoons. Contrary to Lo's fears, Meri ate up all the nefarious fornicating Lo relayed to her about Scott and the three boys. Literally. When Meri heard that Scott came on Lo's back and the boys in her cunt, she licked Lo's lower back and labia, lapping up the sticky sap from her sons and husband.

Lo returned the favor after Meri recounted with arousal the ways that she was used by the two brothers. When the two of them finally finished fucking and filling in the gaps, Meri got dressed, sans panties (since later that evening I found those where I had tossed them when searching for a mask) and said a curt goodbye to me.

She felt rejuvenated, light, high, like a teenager again. She needn't see my old countenance to remind her of her true age. She went home to her husband and sons. She was reeking of sex, sperm, and self-satisfaction. How was she greeted by her family when she arrived? I don't know.

Meanwhile, Lo was reeking too and ready to relive the day's events by recounting it to me. We got into bed and she said, "You want me?"

I said, "I do."

She said, "Well, you're going to have to settle for Stoya because I'm all fucked out."

"Really?" I asked in disbelief.

"Well, you can start with her and we'll see where things go."

She took out my Stoya Destroya, lubed up my hard cock, and slid the Fleshlight cylinder down my shaft.

"Her pussy feel good?" she asked.

"So good."

"Kiss me," she said.

I kissed her wet lips that had done so many dirty deeds throughout the day.

"Tell me all," I said.

She turned on her back and put the prosthetic pussy between her legs and moved her finger down to the clit on Stoya's pussy, just as she would do to herself during sex. She slid it into the slippery slit, pressing up against my shaft as I fucked her -- I mean, fucked Stoya. She knows I love that feeling. She slid into Stoya's tight twat a second finger.

Then she began speaking, starting with pulling up in front of the suburban house. We had to take many breaks because she kept taking me to the brink with her words and wiggling fingers. Eventually, she removed the sex toy from my cock and replaced it with her own puss, sitting up on top of me, riding me up-and-down.

"Oh, Daddy, you have no idea how much I craved a good, thick, long cock today," she said.

"I'm glad I can satisfy your craving."

She chuckled a bit and said, "I wasn't talking about your cock. Your cock is serviceable."

She came nonetheless, but then she asked me to pull out her Remus horse cock dildo to actually fulfill her deepest desire. I took it out of its box and affixed the suction cup bottom to the full-length mirror about a foot and a half from the floor.

Lo got on her hands and knees and slid back onto the protruding equine penis. From that position she looked up at me, sitting on the side of the bed, and continued her story, cumming multiple times.

Sometimes I think that she engages in these sexploits only to turn herself on by the recollection of it later. Anaïs Nin has said, "We write to taste life twice." In the same vain, Lo tells her tales to me to be in control of her own climaxes. By her own account, she came many more times in retelling than in the actual encounter. As I stroked my cock to her tale, she told me to cum all over her when she got to the part about frolicking with Meri in our bedroom. She told me how Meri greedily licked all the remaining cum from her body that was deposited there by the three boys and Meri's husband. That was the depraved detail that delivered me from my state of delirious desire. Lo tilted her head up, opened her mouth, and received my offering to her divine chalice like a champ.