Baron DarkSide Fantasy 21D Double the Fun Stepping out of her bathroom, she saw that both boys were asleep. Not wanting to disturb them, she slipped out into the hallway. Even after such a huge breakfast, and dessert, she thought, she was still hungry. Starting down to the kitchen, she stopped to look out at the storm. Standing in front of the window naked, she knew that no one could see her. With the snow swirling and blowing, she still couldn't see over a dozen feet. She hadn't seen a storm this bad in several years. How long would it last, she wondered. "WHAT IN THE..." She yipped as she felt a pair of cold hands wrap themselves around her big, jutting breasts. "Who is it?" "The Big, Bad Wolf," she heard Tim say in a deep voice as he squeezed and massaged her big, drooping breasts. "My, Oh, My," she tittered softly, smiling at her son's reflection in the window. Leaning back against him, she let her hand trail down to his manhood. "And What does the Big, Bad Wolf want from little ole Me?" She grinned as she found his jutting hardness. "Oh, My, Mr. Big, Bad Wolf, what a big, bad boner boner you have." "Oh, Yes, the better to fuck you with," Tim blurted out excitedly, his cock eagerly jerking in her hand. Letting her hand slip down farther, she gently fondled his dangling balls. "And what big, hard balls you have," she murmured, squeezing them. "The better to fill your lovely pussy with, Ma'am," he grinned. "Oh, you would do that to little ole me?" She pantomimed. "Yes, Ma'am, and I'm going to do it to you right now." "Oh, Mr. Wolf," she tittered, "please do." "Little old me is ready," she growled, spreading her legs wider apart and inching back away from the wall. "Well, ready or not, he comes the big, bad Wolf," he exclaimed, grabbing hold of his cock. She prepared herself to accept him, spreading herself as wide open as she could. Feeling her son's hand on her hip, it suddenly dawned on her that this would be the fifth time she had been intimate with her sons this morning. And it wasn't even noon yet. Hurriedly shuffling up between her widespread legs, Tim gently guided the large, bulbous head of his cock up into the hot, wet socket of her waiting womanhood. Threading the swollen mushroom in between the fleshy lips of her cunt, he gently eased his cock up into her soft warmness. Clenching her cunt muscles down on his invading hardness, she felt his big, round penishead slide deeper and deeper into her. Finally, when he had buried almost all of his cock inside her, he finished the impalement with one, quick, hard jab upward, ramming the entire length of his rock-hard cock up into her slavering slit. Delighting in the exquisite pleasure pouring from her pussy, she waited. He held himself inside of her for a moment before he rapidly jerked his horny bone back down the satiny chute of her cunt. There was little tenderness in his sudden attack and in an instant, he was grunting and pounding his cock in and out of her with a vengeance. My goodness, she thought as he slammed his cock into her, he had reverted to his role. He has become the big, bad wolf. As Tim brutally fucked her from behind, Heather bent over and reached back between her legs and grabbed hold of his flouncing, bouncing balls. Looking down between her bouncing, bobbing breasts, she watched her son's cock slide in and out of the fleshy lips of her vagina. She could feel him penetrate her to the limit each time he drove his cock up into her. The perverse wickedness of their union was so immorally exciting, it felt like she was gushing our pussy juice by the cupful. She could actually see it trickling out of her cunt, coating her son's cock with a thick layer of its indecency. She could even feel it on her hands as she played with his flouncing balls. His cock was sending lovely shock waves of pleasure into her cunt every time it slammed it into her. The savagery of his attack was so furious, Heather suddenly found herself approaching that mind-blowing point of no return again. She couldn't believe the suddenness of it. As she felt each hammer blow drive her closer to her own culmination, she could tell that Tim was also nearing eruption by the way he was huffing and puffing. Still, he kept slamming his cock into her with deep, powerful strokes. Quicker and quicker, he fucked her. Once again, she knew that he was being driven on by the primitive urge to reproduce himself. But as much as she wished she could accept him in that way, totally and completely, she knew that there was no way she could ever let his seed take root inside of her. Snorting and growling, he stroked his evil mancock into her silken chamber with youthful exuberance. Finally, in a fiery blast of wicked disobedience, his cock erupted inside her womb filling it to the rim with one huge gusher of thick, rich boycream. Surprised at the abruptness of his explosion inside her, Heather flinched. As she did, she felt her son's superheated cum spew out into her very core, deep inside her wet, clinging cunt. As it did, she felt herself rocketing off into her own orgasm.. His cock bucked and jerked inside her clutching cunt, spurting out a river of cum into her. As the rapture of her orgasm possessed her, she felt Tim's knees begin to wobble and buckle. Fighting to remain upright, he dug his fingers into the soft skin of her hips and held on. As he tottered behind her, she felt one, two, and then three geysers of fiery semen erupt from his cock. Then as abruptly as it had started, it stopped. He was through. The morning's other withdrawals on his sperm bank had seriously depleted his reservoir of cum. While the intensity of his eruptions hadn't lessened, the quantity of cum had. Even though his cannon had stopped firing, he continued to hold himself thrust up inside her warm, soft wetness for several moments. Then all at once, he dropped to his knees behind her, rudely jerking his drained cock out of her tight pussy. As he stood on his knees behind her, she could feel his face pressed up against her soft, cushiony buttocks. She didn't move. Luxuriating in the soft, afterglow of her orgasm, she felt his thick, creamy semen trickling out of her pussy and flowing down her thighs, coating them with its warm stickiness. "That was lovely," she sighed, reaching back behind her and running her fingers through his hair as he held onto her long, silky legs. "Was it good for you, too?" "God, Mother, it was wonderful," he murmured, "this must be what heaven is like." "I think so, too" she said, struggling to turn around, "I guess we have to make our own heaven here on earth, because I don't think they'll let us into the other one with us acting this way." "Damn, I Love you so much, Mom," he sniffled, now burying his face in her forest of curly pubic hairs. "I don't want to ever grow up and leave you." "Don't even think about that, right now," she shushed him, "that is a subject best left alone for the time being." Towering above her son, she looked down at him lovingly as he held onto her legs and rubbed his face in the furry bush of crinkly hairs surrounding her weeping vagina. Then finally, after several minutes, she gently pushed him away from her and stepped back. "Why don't you go back to bed," she suggested, reaching down and trying to pull him to his feet, "while I fix us some lunch. I bet both of you boys are starving after all the work you've done."