Danny to my utter surprise upped the impossible pace even more. His hips moved and were a blur. I did not know anymore whether my cunt was empty or full with my son's monstrosity. I simply came again and again. Danny suddenly let go of the kitchen top and his arms flew around my trembling body and held me tight. I clung to him and arms were wrapped around his waist. Danny came inside my cunt like a broken hose. Danny's explosive climax triggered another orgasm and my eyes closed despite my best attempts and I slumped against the sweaty smooth chest of my muscular young son. I felt the deluge of my son's cum fill my cunt and then leak out and join the puddle made by my sex-juices. I could feel his heart thumping and I am sure my son could feel mine. I passed out for the second time in two consecutive days. A record that would be matched and broken many times in following years.
When I came around I was warmly ensconced in the arms of my young son who held me tight and kissed my face, nose, mouth repeatedly.
"I love you mom," Danny whispered as he kissed me on my nose again, his eyes filled with warm water.
"I love my darling," I whispered back. I could not see my man cry.
I hastily added to divert my son, "Danny, at this rate you and your brother would never get any food."
Danny said mischievously, "Mom what is more delicious than you."
For the second time that day I used mother's subterfuge shamelessly, "Do you mean Daniel Livingston, that you find something more delicious than your mother's cooking."
Danny looked exasperated good-naturedly and shook his head helplessly, as if 'why argue'.
Danny kissed me on my nose and mouth.
"Sweetheart go get ready. I shall finish and get this brunch ready."
I winced as Danny's half hard cock slipped out of my very sore cunt. My son's cock was followed with a stream of his cum mixed with my sex juices that trickled like last bit of urine stream.
More trickled out and along my thighs as Danny helped me to get off the kitchen top. 'I shall have to ration myself to boys otherwise they will kill me with too much of ecstacy', I mused stupidly knowing fully well I wanted them whenever they wanted me.
I finished the meal with trembling hands and jelly knees, but happy - very, very happy.
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Chapter 5
The next two days set up the tone for future. Boys took me whenever one of them had an urge or erection and they were always hard. We made love in every corner, room and space of our huge mansion.
After weekend was over my boys showed maturity I was so proud of. They politely told me that it would be decent if each night only one of them came to my bedroom. They would agree between themselves the 'rota' [both blushed at the rather crude description of our loving relationship]. However, over weekend, they said gleefully we all would like to be together.
Over ensuing months, I felt an ache I could not understand or get rid of. My sons noticed even a nuance of distraction in me-such was their connection with their mother.
I was cornered one day and I blurted, "Promise you will not laugh at your emotional mother! No! OK! You both are growing so fast. You both will leave and find loving girls to live with."
I held my hand up as they protested.
"No, No! You are not going to do anything different simply because we share something together. It has brought forth my regret that I do not have more children. If your father were here I would have definitely got him to give me another baby, no not a baby but few. It just that, nothing more." I said blushing and shrugged to make it seem less important than it was.
Both looked thoughtful.
Will held me tight in his arms and I started to sob, typical womanly thing to do. Nothing like wild emotions and strong arms of the man you love, more so if that happens to be your son, and voila tears start streaming out.
"Mother, [my boys called me mother only in snobbish charity functions] we would ne honoured if you would allow us to fill our father's role."
I looked shocked. Colour drained from my older son's face. He looked mortified, lest he should have said something horribly wrong.
I was shocked that why did I not think of that. Our position allowed me to be mother with a secret 'father' with no stigma attached. I had wasted years of my sons' love and I could have let years slip by before realising that I could have something even more lasting from the union with my sons.
I started to cry loudly, sobbing and laughing at the same time. My sons realised their 'mad' mother was happy. They both completely engulfed me in their arms as I cried until my nose ran and my tears covered my face. When I settled down my face was covered with my snot and tears.
My sons kissed me all over kissing my tears away. My soiled face was drenched with my sons' saliva and shining clean.
We agreed that I would like to have baby with both of them.
Will went first and Danny was only allowed my ass until I was truly pregnant. Then it was open season on pregnant mom.
Boys were like two experienced husbands and father. I had sex up to very close to my delivery. My scan and huge belly heralded twins. Two strong baby boys.
Danny and Will were wonderful fathers and babies were pampered. Danny was like a tiger and I was taken every chance he got. I was pregnant again as soon the protective period of breast-feeding waned.
I delivered a beautiful daughter. My sons vetoed my request for them to go out and enjoy, find girls. They were model fathers.
They promised that they would genuinely keep themselves available for suitable girls.
Now we all agreed that we would let nature take its course and if I do become pregnant again we were all happy that it could have been either of my two sons.
I was subconsciously seeking love and found it from two men who mattered.
Life was good, life was happiness personified. When I thought my sons have to make their own lives nature again intervened-happily so.
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The End –Probably Not
Copyright 2012 Allison Heather
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Direct links to some of my books:
JENNIFER'S JOURNEY
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/117169
KERI'S FAMILY
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/117171
LOVE-NEVER LET GO
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/117207
LOVE - WHEREVER FOUND
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/117208
SHARI’S WEDDING PART 1
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/117212
SHARI'S WEDDING PART II
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/117328
LAUREN'S DESIRES PART I
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/118520
LAUREN’S DESIRES PART II
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/118536
LAUREN'S DESIRES PART III
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/118594
LOVE ALWAYS PREVAILS BOOK I
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/118791
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