Twins For Mom

Birds tweeting and lawnmowers droning on outside the window did not stop the two lovers from their midday tryst, despite the groans of longing and intense lovemaking echoing throughout the sunny room.

"Yeah baby, cum in my fucking pussy!" Ivy clutched the sides of Ian's arms and let out a cry. Her sandy brown hair spread out behind her like a fan as he pounded her deep. Ivy still couldn't get over how wonderful Ian's hard dick felt inside her, or how he made her feel every time they made love, which was practically every day, even after a year had passed since their first sexual encounter.

The sensation of Ian's cock expanding inside her cunt caused her breathing to increase. She snarled at her lover and reached up to tug his short brown hair. "Cum inside of me, you motherfucker."

"Oh baby....fuck fuck fuck fuuuuuuuuuck!!!!" Ian moaned and exploded within her constricted pussy. He drove in deeply, causing Ivy's body to shudder in an orgasm. Knowing that his feistiness was filling her most forbidden areas was always a major turn-on for both.

Ivy lay below, Ian's dick still stuck in her cum-filled cunt, and they gazed into each other's blue eyes. Ivy ran her fingers over Ian's short brown hair as they shared a passionate, wordless kiss.

Ian rolled away from Ivy and wrapped his arm across her shoulder. She snuggled close to him and placed her hand on his bare chest. The two always loved relaxing together and having pillow discussions after their fuck sessions.

"That was nice, Ian. I'm sorry about the bed sheets. Ivy ran her finger over his chest, feeling the combination of his sperm and her moisture seeping out of her pussy onto his bed sheet.

"A small price I am willing to pay to show my favorite girl a good time." He handed Ivy a bottle of water, which she drank after he had a drink. "I should throw these bed sheets in the laundry before Mom gets home."

Ivy and Ian Adams, who are 19-year-old twins, are not just lovers but also siblings. The two had always been close, sharing similar interests, dispositions, and even grades. They had even captained their respective soccer teams in high school, which added to their powerful, slender bodies. They had come home from their shared student residence now that summer had arrived.

As they grew older, they started to notice each other in a much different light. These feelings came to a head during their senior prom when they discovered both of their dates ended up hooking up with one another at the afterparty. After venting to each other in frustration, one thing led to another, and before they knew it, they ended up fucking in Ivy's room after the two got home that night.

Their sexual encounters started much akin to a booty call/dick appointment but eventually, those feelings grew into that of love. A year later, the twins couldn't imagine their lives without each other. Still, they faced a future full of challenges and both knew it.

As the two cuddled together in bed, Ivy had a burning question in the back of her mind. "So I've got an interesting question for you, Ian. You promise not to freak out?"

He laughed. "After everything we've been through together, I don't think that's possible."

She bit her lip. "Do you think Mom is hot?"

He had not been expecting that question, but he'd be lying if he said no. At 42 years old, their mom, Rachel Adams, worked as a partner at a law firm downtown. She originally was a stay-at-home mom when she had her twins, but the divorce from her husband when he left to be with his mistress 15 years ago motivated her to become a lawyer. Since the divorce, she changed her surname back to what it originally was, and her children followed suit, not wanting to associate themselves with their father.

Thanks to her Italian & Mediterranean heritage, she was blessed with straight black hair, brown eyes, and an olive complexion. She was in remarkable shape for her age thanks to her time at the gym and had a nice hourglass figure. She had originally been a C-cup, but giving birth to Ivy and Ian had bumped it up to a D-cup. Ian had heard from his friends more than a few times that she was a Bonafide MILF. At first, he had been upset at their remarks, but after hooking up with Ivy, he started to view his mom in a different light.

Her children inherited pretty much all of their looks from their dad: sandy brown hair, blue eyes, and height. Ivy was a couple of inches taller than her mom at 5' 8", while Ian was just over six feet tall. They only inherited a rosy complexion from their mom since their father was as pale as a ghost.

He nodded his head. "Let's just say for argument's sake that I do. Why do you ask?"

"Mmmm, because I think she is smoking hot." Ivy purred.

Ian was taken aback. "Ok wow, I was not expecting to hear that from you! I'm used to my buddies telling me this but not my sister."

Ivy slapped his chest "You knew that I've fooled around with a couple of girls before, so is it a surprise that I would find her attractive?" She reached down, grabbed his semi-flaccid cock, and began to stroke it.

Ian's breathing tensed as his sister whispered in his ear. "I know you always catch glances at her whenever she's in her hot workout outfits. The way that trainer top she wears shows off her tits. I'll bet you've fantasized about sucking her tits because I know I have...." Ivy's hand pumped up and down on his now-hard cock.

"I'll sometimes imagine us sucking on her tits at the same time, just like when we were babies. We're doing it now because we want to make her feel good. Do you want to make our mom feel good, Ian? Do you want to suck on her tits?"

Ian's head was tilted back as she stared cross-eyed at the ceiling. Hearing his sister say all these things affected him, and he was extremely turned on.

"Uh huh...."

Ivy giggled. "And let's not forget that ass of hers. So round and yet so firm. I've always wanted to see it and do all sorts of things with it. How about you, baby? Do you want to see her ass?"

He nodded again as he hissed through his teeth as Ivy upped the tempo on his dick "Yes...."

She licked her lips at him. "Mmmm, but one naughty thing I've always wanted to do was go down on her. She hasn't had a man in a long time, and she must be so pent up from not getting any action, and I know she would explode all over my face. Then afterward, I'd watch you fuck her pussy with that big cock of yours while I sit and masturbate while you two go at it.

Ian's breathing tensed up as he felt himself close to cumming. "Oh fuck..."

"Then after you explode inside of her pussy, I would clean up your cum and lick it out of her. Would you like that, baby?" Ivy giggled as she watched Ian nod his head.

"Would you like me to clean up that forbidden cream pie of yours? Or maybe I'll have Mommy lick my cunt after you shoot your big load inside of me...."

Hearing those words set him off. Ian roared out as round after round of spunk shot up from his dick as he roared out, "NGGHHH FUUUUUUCK!!!" His cum landed mostly on Ivy's hand, while some landed on his stomach and groin.

Ivy giggled in a seductive tone as she licked her hand clean of Ian's cum. "I love the taste of your cum, Ian, and I know that Mom will too as well."

Ian panted as he stared off into space. "Jesus Ivy, where did you come up with all of this? I've never seen this side of you before. I mean, I thought I had a dirty mind, but goddamn, you put me to absolute shame!"

"I've always been the more creative one and someone with a bit more imagination." Ivy scooped up his cum that lay on his stomach and licked it clean from her finger.

"I mean, yes, she's hot, but I'm already scared shitless enough that she'll somehow find out about us. If I didn't know better, you'd act like we should try and seduce Mom!" He looked at her with a look of apprehension.

Ivy said nothing and continued to smile at him.

Ian's eyes widened. "Oh my god, you totally want to do that, don't you....?"

She vigorously nodded her head, "Yep. Not only that, but I also want her to join us."

"Woah, woah, I get that mom is hot and all, but why her?

"Because one, she's smoking hot, and two, nobody can love her like we do. Think about it, Ian! She's had a shit love life, and it seems like every guy she brings home is either a douchebag or a dud. So why not?"

Ian rubbed his forehead. "Ok, so let's assume for a second that Mom does indeed go for, say, me. What about you? How can you be so certain that Mom would be into doing...things with you?"

Ivy smirked. "Well, a few months ago, I overheard her downstairs with her friends while they were celebrating 'Wine O'clock' when I heard Mom mentioning that she had a couple of encounters with the 'finer' sex, if you will."

"What?! You're joking...." He gasped.