Mommy Knows What’s Best For Her Son’s Threesome

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All the people who are in this story are over 18+, and it is fictional incest, where I play a 45-year-old mom. It is just a story, enjoy:

It all started with my 18-year-old twin boys trying to pull a fast one on me. Looking back, I can see it was pretty mean, but they didn’t see it that way then. My boys were little pranksters, and maybe they were bored since there wasn’t much to do in their new home.

They cooked up this whole story about reporting me for some made-up stuff, thinking they could send me back to California. You know, where the weather’s nice, instead of us all freezing our butts off in Alaska. These little tricksters even showed me a fake form they claimed they’d sent to my bosses in the military.

Of course, I freaked out. I yelled at the boys and then broke down crying. That’s when they fessed up and told me it was a joke. They tried to smooth things over with some flowers, chocolate, and a few cheap presents they bought with their allowance.

Turns out, it was all for my 45th birthday. I calmed down and hugged my boys, pretty relieved they hadn’t screwed up my Air Force career. But what they didn’t know was that their mom – that’s me – was one tough cookie. I mean, Air Force moms, right? We’re always full of surprises.

So, I decided it was time for some payback. I thought about it for a month before developing the perfect plan. I got my friend to make a fake transfer order saying I was returning to San Diego. I even planned to give them each a $100 gift card to sweeten the deal if they promised to knock it off with the pranks.

I waited until after dinner one night to drop the bomb. This was going to be revenge for all the crap they’d pulled over the years. When we finished eating, I just went for it.

“Hey, I’ve got some news,” I said, trying to keep a straight face. “I got this order today, and I’m unsure how you will take it.”

I showed them the fake paper and continued, “I’m being transferred back to Southern California. It will be a big change, but I hope you’re ready.”

I thought they might be a little excited, and that’s when I’d tell them it was all a joke. But man, did I underestimate how pumped Ethan and Noah would be. They were jumping around like they’d won the lottery, already talking about moving away from Alaska.

I started feeling bad when I saw how happy they were. The poor guys were already planning the move, so I knew I had to come clean fast.

“Guys, take a closer look at the order,” I said, barely above a whisper. “It’s… it’s not real.”

I said it kind of quietly, knowing this wouldn’t end well. The boys looked at the paper again and realized it was fake. Their faces just dropped, and my heart sank with them.

“It was a joke,” I repeated, feeling worse by the second. “Part of it was getting back at you for that prank you pulled on me. But I also wanted to teach you that sometimes jokes hurt people’s feelings.”

The boys just stood there, not saying anything for what felt like an eternity.

I tried to salvage the situation by saying, “I got you each a $100 Amazon gift card. You can buy lots of stuff with that. That’s pretty cool, right?”

I took the gift cards out and put them on the table before the boys, hoping it would soften the blow.

Noah muttered, “I think I’m going to my room.”

Ethan added, “Not cool, mom. Not cool at all.”

They both left, and I was left sitting there alone, feeling pretty crappy about the whole thing.

Later that night, it was Ethan’s turn to do the dishes. He was standing at the sink, washing everything without saying a word. Usually, he’d be cracking jokes and chatting with me, but he wasn’t in the mood.

“Hey, what’s up?” I asked, trying to break the ice. “You’re quiet.”

“It’s nothing,” Ethan mumbled. “Look, sorry we overreacted earlier. And, uh, thanks for the gift cards.”

I wasn’t buying it. “Come on, something’s bugging you. I know I’m always busy with work and stuff, but I’m here if you need to talk. About anything.”

“You’re not gonna like it,” Ethan warned, and my heart skipped a beat.

Now I was getting worried. “Seriously, you can tell me. What’s going on?”

Ethan finished the dishes, turned off the tap, and faced me. He didn’t look angry, but I could tell he had much on his mind.

“It’s just… moving to Alaska has been pretty rough on us,” he admitted. “We didn’t want to say anything ’cause we wanted to support you. So we just kept our mouths shut.”

I felt like I’d been punched in the gut. “What? I had no idea. Are you serious?”

“Yeah, Mom. We’re miserable here. It’s boring as hell. That’s why we got so excited about maybe moving back to California.”

“Oh, honey. I’m so sorry,” I said, feeling guilty.

This was coming out of nowhere. All this time, I’d had it all wrong about how the boys felt. And it only got worse from there.

“That’s why we’re always pulling pranks and stuff,” Ethan explained. “There’s nothing else to do here. We don’t fit in. We’ve never even had girlfriends since we moved.”

“God, I’m so sorry. Why didn’t you guys say something?” I asked, feeling like the worst mom in the world.

“We couldn’t. Your job in the Air Force means everything to you. We didn’t want to complain,” Ethan said, and my heart broke a little more.

“I’ll figure something out,” I promised, determined to make things right. “We can work through this.”

“It’s okay, Mom. We’ll be fine.”

Seeing me upset, Ethan gave me a quick peck on the cheek and thanked me again for the gift card before heading to his room.

The next day at the base, I couldn’t focus. My job was super crucial for national security, so I tried to concentrate on overseeing base operations and maintenance. But between tasks, all I could think about was my boys.

I loved my military life and the cold weather—it reminded me of when I was younger. But at what cost? My sons hated living on the Alaskan base. I should’ve realized it’d be tough for kids who grew up in warm weather and busy social scenes. They were popular back home but struggled to make friends and find things to do here.

And worse, boys their age should be out there dating and meeting girls. They should be having those first experiences of love and heartbreak. It was all part of growing up, and they were missing it because of me.

I sat alone in my office during my break with a cup of coffee, lost in thought. I couldn’t stop feeling guilty about how badly I’d misjudged things these past few years. I thought I was giving the boys this great adventure by bringing them here. Instead, I’d trapped them without even realizing it.

But maybe there was still something I could do about it. I just needed to figure out what that something was, and fast. My boys deserved better; I had to make it right.

Not too long ago, a male officer had been discovered with a browser history filled with erotic tales. It was common knowledge that most people at the base, men and women alike, watched pornography. However, the particular genre he was fond of became the subject of ridicule for several months.

I couldn’t have cared less. Because I knew men watched porn, most of them do, if not all of them. That’s life. But I was curious to some degree. I also knew the guy well, so I was very interested to know if the jokes about his reading habits were true. So, one night at home, I checked out the erotica website and the authors he liked to read.

OMG, the rumours were true. There were collections of hardcore stories with moms and sons. I thought it was disgusting and gross and wanted to kick that guy in the balls when I saw him the next day. I was curious and needy, so I skimmed one of the stories. Then another. And another. The taboo was surreal and intense. Reading these stories about sons who fuck their mothers. My pussy was so wet by now; I couldn’t help it as I read more and more until I couldn’t take it anymore, and I felt an overwhelming urge to masturbate.

I lifted my skirt and started to rub her panties sending tingles to my pussy. I then slipped my fingers under the waistband of my panties, feeling the warmth of my pussy. I was already wet, my slickness coating my fingers. As I began rubbing my clit, the sensitive nub swelled under my touch. My breathing grew heavy, and my breath hitched as waves of pleasure washed over me, as my heart raced with anticipation as I started to finger my wet pussy.

So I continued to explore my body, my fingers sliding in and out of my soaking wet pussy. I could feel myself getting closer to the edge, my hips bucking as I rubbed her clit faster as I finger fucked myself. Oh fuck, I had to bite my lip, trying to stifle a moan as I came hard, my orgasm washing over me in waves of pleasure. It was a hot little orgasm which relieved all the stress from my home life.

I found it hard to judge my colleagues after that. Incest was a taboo fantasy, even I had to admit; still, I vowed to myself never to visit that site again.

Could this be the foundation for a secret sexual mission to regain my boys’ trust and make amends?

Despite my middle age, I stuck to the same strict fitness regimen as a cadet. Even now, I can still turn the heads of recruits, and with my keen ears, I often overhear comments like how they want to sleep with me or they’d call me a top-notch MILF.

After giving it enough thought, I decided that enough time had passed. It was a definite plan. The mission was a go.

When I arrived home, I undid my regulation ponytail, put my hair tie around my wrist, and let my hair fall loose. I took off my uniform and got a shower. I washed my hair and my tits and also grabbed a razor, and shaved my pussy. I eventually finished washing and shaving my pussy and got out of the shower.

I dried off and then applied a few extra touches of makeup. I could hardly recognise myself as I gazed at my reflection in the mirror. ‘I am a MILF,’ I thought.

I finished off with a silk robe. Then, I went barefoot down the hall to summon the boys to my bedroom. They looked at her strangely because I had never walked around in my robe, much less with extra makeup and my hair down.

I had them sit on my bed. I pulled the chair from her dresser and sat in front of them. Neither of them knew what to expect, which meant I’d have the element of surprise.

“I’m sure you’re wondering what this is about,” I said.

They both agreed, looking very puzzled.

I kept going, “I didn’t realize how tough moving here was for both of you. I had no idea. For that, I’m truly sorry. My main duty is to you two, above all else.”

“You’re not quitting your job, are you?” Noah asked.

“No, I love my job and defending my country. But I also need to ensure you two are happy and settled.”

“So what are you suggesting, Mom?” Ethan asked.

“Well, you haven’t had girlfriends here, right?”

They looked embarrassed and mentioned they had some casual girlfriends in California but none here in Alaska because the dating scene was different. Their blushing told me they were still virgins.

“So, what else do you do with your time?” I asked. “Boys your age must have something to keep you occupied in that department.”

They all appeared shocked.

“Are you really asking what I think you’re asking?” Noah asked.

“Yes, and respond truthfully. Do the two of you view explicit content?”

Ethan squirmed. “Hold on, what the?”

“Indeed, truly. If you desire my aid, answer the question honestly. And don’t hold back, or else the agreement is off.”

“An agreement?” Noah inquired.

“Yes, there will be a new, unconventional arrangement between us. I promise it will keep you both busy and let’s say you won’t need a girlfriend for your needs. So please, don’t be shy, tell me, do you two watch porn? If so, what kind?”

I found myself in a surprising situation. My sons, Noah and Ethan, seemed caught off guard yet intrigued by something I was proposing. I wore a robe that barely covered my chest, which added to their intrigue. They hesitated to share their secrets, but I encouraged them, expressing my curiosity.

I discovered that they were avid consumers of pornographic material, viewing it multiple times a day. Their taste was unexpected, focusing on mature and older women, seduction, gang bangs, glory holes, and other peculiar preferences that I had never even heard of, well, some of them.

The revelation was staggering. I was aware that 18-year-olds had high sex drives, but I hadn’t realized the extent. However, this information played right into my plans.

Noah asked me, “Why do you want to know all this?” I swallowed hard, feeling nervous but determined.

I replied, “Wouldn’t it be nice to have someone help with your needs? As a partner, I mean, handling things in a mature and experienced manner.”

Noah looked at me, puzzled. “Is this a joke?”

I shook my head. “I thought you were done with pranks. Or is this a serious offer?”

I looked at them both, trying to appear confident. “If this is a serious offer, would you consider it? Also, this wasn’t easy for me to come up with.”

“Erm, I… I don’t know, Mom, it would feel bizarre,” Noah said as I looked at the cleavage of my robe.

“I feel awkward, but I am curious about what we can do with you. I still think this is a prank; there’s no way you are going to let us do stuff to you,” Ethan said as he adjusted his crotch as he was getting hard just talking about it.

“Like I said, if I was serious, would you boys want to do things as you say? What would you want to do so I know we are on the same page?” I said as I let a bit of my robe slowly open to tease.

Feeling bold and determined, I continued, “Let me show you what I have in mind. It might put your hesitation to rest.”

Without a word, I undid my robe’s tie, allowing it to fall open and reveal my naked body beneath. My sons’ jaws dropped as they gazed at me.

“M-Mom, what the hell are you doing?” Ethan stuttered. I locked eyes with him and ran a finger slowly across my right breast. I traced it over the curve along my erect nipple before whispering, “Don’t you want to learn?”

In response, Ethan leaned forward in my direction. Noah looked bewildered and on the brink of passing out but maintained a silent observation as he continued watching me intimately touch myself. I grazed a fingernail lightly against the labia of my now-aroused sex and smirked, eliciting a gasp from Ethan.

“I know what you’re thinking,” I said, sounding as confident as possible. “And I know it’s not typical for a mom to suggest something like this. But I want you to know I’m here for you and want to help you however I can. I mean it when I say anyway I can, as I do know there ain’t many girls around her.”

Ethan and Noah looked at each other, unsure of what to say. I could tell they were both struggling with my suggestion.

“I know it’s a lot to take in,” I continued. “But I want you to know I’m not suggesting this lightly. I’ve thought about it a lot, and I believe this is the best way to help you both.”

I could see the hesitation in their eyes; I also saw the hunger with them not taking their eyes off my naked body. I knew that if I could get them to open up to the idea, they might find comfort and pleasure in it.

“Okay, sure,” Ethan said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I’ll try it.”

Noah was still unsure, “If I agree, how do we go about it? Like who would go first with you or us both simultaneously.”

I smiled at him and said, “It doesn’t matter who goes first; now I thought we could start by getting more comfortable with each other. Maybe you could touch me, or I could touch you. We can take it slow and see where it goes.”

Noah looked at me, his eyes wide with wonder, “Are you sure about this, Mom? I mean, this is… this is crazy as shit.”

I took a deep breath and began. “Alright, why don’t we start with something simple? Noah, why don’t you come sit here,” I said as I stood off my chair.

“Hey, why does he go first,” Ethan said in the form of jealousy.

“Sweetie, don’t worry, you will be next, please; I can only do one thing at a time, or I should say do one of you at a time,” I said as Noah sat in my seat and knelt before them.

“Well, not in the videos me and Noah watch; these women can multi-task, haha,” he said with a giggle like a schoolgirl.

“Noah, get it out for me; I think you know what I mean, don’t you,” he seemed shocked by words as he undid his zip as he pulled out his cock. He was embarrassed as he was rock hard. The head of his cock seeped pre cum.

I took the hair tie off my wrist and put my hair back up as I didn’t want my hair in my face for what I was about to do. But I wanted to take my time as my boys were still virgins, so I knew they probably wouldn’t last long.

Along with the cum that was seeping down the side, I extended my hand and put it around his throbbing dick. The excitement in his eyes was visible as I knelt before him. My choice was to proceed cautiously and ensure his comfort initially. His cock felt hard against my palm as I slowly began to stroke it. Noah had trouble staying in control as his breath caught as I applied more pressure.

“It’s okay, Noah, sweetie,” I whispered soothingly. “Just let go and enjoy the moment; mommy will be gentle.”

I leaned closer and took his cock into my mouth as I heard him gasp in shock.

Even though I had just put Noah in my mouth, I could tell he was almost done because of the way his cock twitched in my mouth. I took my time and cherished every part of him because I wanted to make this special for him. I tasted the salty pre-cum seeping out as I twirled my tongue around his cock’s head.

As I started to suck Noah in even more, he let out a low moan. With one hand, I cupped his balls and gave them a gentle massage while I kept bobbing my head over his cock. His breathing was growing ragged, and I could feel him getting closer and closer to the edge.

Then all of a sudden, Noah let out a loud moan, “Oh Fuck, Arghh, Mom,” as he came hard and, wow, huge spurts of cum into my mouth. I swallowed every drop, savouring the taste of his seed.

After that, I looked over at Ethan, who was still observing us with curiosity and shock. He was having trouble processing what he had just seen, but I also sensed that he was curious and wanted to feel the same joy his brother had just experienced.

“It’s okay, Ethan,” I said soothingly. “I’m here for you too. If you want to try it,” he smirked, “hell yeah, I want to.” He didn’t need to ask twice. He took his cock out of his pants faster than I had ever seen a guy do.

I leaned over to take his cock in my hand while grinning. I began gently caressing his shaft, just as I had with Noah and felt the hardness and warmth of his arousal. Ethan closed his eyes and savoured the feel of my touch, his breathing growing laboured.

That’s when I decided to step it up. “Ethan, would you mind just lying down on the bed?” Wanting him to be as comfortable as possible, I made a suggestion. Lying on his back, Ethan looked at me expectantly as I asked him to. I got up on the bed, slid between his legs, and started stroking his cock again.

I reached down, and I started to suck Ethan’s cock. My head began to bob when I felt his fingers in my hair.

Noah said, “Oh fuck I am getting hard again,” over the background noise as I continued to give Ethan the pleasure of my mouth. Sucking Ethan’s cock, I felt Noah behind me.

I stop sucking for just a moment and turn my head over my shoulder and look at Noah. “Sweetie, want to taste mommy? Lick my pussy while I finish your brother.” I continued to suck Ethan’s cock as I then felt Noah’s mouth on my pussy from behind; I raised my ass higher as I sucked Ethan’s cock faster as I moaned around his dick.

Ethan started to tense as I bobbed up and down at incredible speed as he grunted, “Unngh, MOM,” he fired a few shots down the back of my throat. All I could do was gulp it down as I swallowed his load. I pull him out of my mouth and I move my pussy of Noahs mouth. The three of us sit on the bed.

I paused to catch my breath before grinning at my sons. “So, what were your thoughts?”

Ethan gave a smile. “Mom, that was really intense. I never considered, you know.”

Noah gave a nod. “Yes, that was really crazy. It also felt nice and sexy. I never contemplated engaging in such behaviour with you.”

“I wish we could, you know loose our virginity mom,” Noah said stroking his cock.

“Sweetheart, in a way you have, I made you both orgasm,” I said smiling at them both.

“I mean, its not the same though, sure we did but I… I thought you know, penetration,” he said looking embarrassed.

“My dears, I know exactly what you’re saying. Indeed, it differs from penetrative vaginal sex, as I also believe. What we just did was still intimate, and I want you to know that. It offers a safe and consenting means of connecting and exploring our bodies.”

I look at both of them and they are rock solid once again, “Wow, haha… you boys are well active. Ok, so you want to feel penetration. Since I did you first Noah, Let’s let Ethan go first.”

Noah sighs, “Ok mom, wait what if you get on all fours and suck me while he does you from behind,” I can’t believe he wants to spitroast me.

“Alright, if that’s what you both want, then I’m willing to try,” I said, trying to sound confident and in control.

Noah’s eyes lit up with excitement as I got on all fours. I turned my head over my shoulder and so Ethen right behind me. I start arching my back and presenting my pussy to him. Ethan knelt in front of me, his cock already rock hard and ready for action. I put my hand behind me and grab Ethan’s cock as I guide him to my pussy.

“Ethan, just there, push inside when ready ok,” I said as I turned to face Noahs cock as I put it in my mouth.

I experienced a surge of pleasure as soon as I felt Ethan’s cock pierce through. Ethan started fucking me from behind while I groaned around Noah’s dick. It was nearly too much to handle, feeling both Ethan’s and Noah’s cocks inside of me.

“Please mom, suck me really slow, I don’t want to cum, I want a turn inside your pussy next is that ok,” he said holding my head.

I started to moan more loudly around Noah’s cock as Ethan began to thrust faster and harder. I wanted to make sure that Ethan felt as good as Noah did because I could tell he was about to have a climax. “Ethan, are you ready to cum?” I asked. My question was hardly audible above a whisper.

“Yes, Mom, I’m so close, oh fuck your pussy feels really good, bro your going to love fucking her pussy,” he replied, his breathing ragged.

“Okay, sweetie, just let go. Mmmm yes oh harder,” I said, wanting him to feel safe and comfortable as he reached his climax.

I continued again to suck Noahs cock going really slow so he didn’t cum.

With that, Ethan let out a low moan and thrust deep inside of me one last time before releasing a wave of pleasure. I could feel his cum shooting deep inside me.

After Ethan finished, I pulled Noah’s cock out of my mouth and turned to face him. He looked at me while trying to get his breath back.

“Mom, oh wow, that was amazing, thank you,” he said, his voice shaking.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it, sweetie. Right Noah sweetie, now, it’s your turn,” I said, a wicked grin spreading across my face.

Noah looked at me, unsure of what to do. But I could see the hunger in his eyes, and I knew that he wanted this just as much as Ethan did.

“Go ahead, sweetie. I’m all yours,” I said, I laid on my back spreading my legs and inviting him to put his dick in my pussy. He got in between my legs I helped him put it inside me. “Yeah, right there sweetie, now push forward baby, oh yes.”

Noah then started to thrust in and out of me. I moaned with pleasure as he cock slid in and out slowly, the feeling of him inside of me was incredible. I reached down and started to play with my clit as Noah picked up his pace, the combination of him fucking me and me touching myself was overwhelming.

“Oh yeah, Noah, just like that. You feel so good inside of me; remember, it’s your first time; go slowly,” I moaned, “Oh sweetie, your dick, me,” I said, losing myself in the moment. I wrap my legs around him as he starts to pick up speed.

“Mom, you feel great; I don’t want to cum yet; it feels too good,” he said, slowly pumping me. The expression on his face, as he slowly took it easy as he fucked me.

I ran my fingers through Noah’s hair, pulling him closer to me and whispering in his ear.

“Go ahead, sweetie. Don’t hold back. If you cum, you cum, it’s ok, sweetie.” I said as he slowly picked up pace.

He increased his speed at my request, and I felt him hitting me more forcefully and quickly. As he fucked me, I reached down to play with my clit in time with his rhythm. I could feel him inside of me, and my fingers were on my clit, and it was overwhelming. I knew Noah was getting dangerously close to the edge as well as I was. As he continued to pound into me, his breathing became laboured, and he groaned in pleasure.

“Oh, fuck, Mom, you feel so good, oh god,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Go on, Noah, pound her harder, fucking nail her,” Ethan said as he encouraged him on, which worked.

Noah was going at me full speed, and his balls slapped against me hard with each thrust. He was pounding me super hard as I was pressed into the bed.

I could feel myself on the brink of orgasm, and I knew that Noah was close, too. I urged him on, moaning and begging him to cum for me. With one final thrust and grunt, he spasmed and erupted as he cum inside me.

Breathing heavily and raggedly, Noah fell on top of me. I felt a wave of satisfaction and contentment pass over me as I ran my fingers through his hair. We had accomplished our goal of spending a private and decisive moment with the three of us.

We lay there, exhausted and content, and I couldn’t help but feel proud of and love for my two boys. Even though I knew what we had just done was incest, I was indifferent to it. We had connected at that very moment on a level that I had never known before, and it had been amazing.

I was aware that telling anyone about what had happened would destroy our family and ruin our lives. However, I didn’t give a damn. I knew that my sons would also always treasure this moment.

At last, breathless and with a shaky voice, Noah spoke up. “Mom, that was truly incredible. Thank you very much.”

I grinned as a wave of love and affection for him passed. “I’m happy you liked it, my love. I also did.”

Ethan spoke up, having remained silent all along. “Mom, that was so hot. Is there a chance we could do it again sometime?”

I laughed, a wave of happiness and anticipation passing through me. “We shall see, my dear. We’ll see. Also, no more pranks, or I will take this treat away, and we can’t do this again.”

“Yes, we won’t do any more pranks, Mom,” Ethan said, jerking his cock in his hand.

“Deal, Mom,” Noah said as he sat near me with his hand rubbing my pussy gently.

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Samantha Sherman

Samantha Sherman

Very arousing erotic story, Sarah.