Incest/Taboo Twins Score

The camera was zoomed in and her face filled the sixty-inch HDTV. They watched her nod her head slowly, then seductively lick her lips. "How do I look?" she asked.

"So fucking hot, Mom," Justin said, "You're going to kill it tonight. I can't wait."

"Thanks boys," she said, "I appreciate the compliment. Let's practice so I can get used to this setup."

"Okay, where should we start?" Justin asked.

"Use your imagination," she said, looking directly into the camera, "give me some direction."

Jason muted the mic and looked at Justin. "What do you think?"

"Have you seen her naked?" Justin asked.

"Uh-huh," Jason replied, "and she's smoking hot. Wait until you see her tattoo."

"What tattoo? Never mind, I'll see it soon enough. Tell her to strip."

Jason activated the mic and said, "Justin want's to see you strip—."

"Fuck! Not like that," Justin interrupted, "be subtle."

"You boys do know that I can hear you?" Shirley said, laughing at their confusion.

"Sorry, Mom," Jason said, "That was my fault."

Shirley was amused by her sons' reticence. It had been a satisfying morning, first her husband, then Jason. The tight leather already had her horny, and it could be hours before John returned with his friends. Putting on a little show for the boys would help her kill some time, and who knows... "No problem, I'll start things off, then wait for more instructions."

"Sweet," Justin said.

Shirley sat back on the couch and slid her boots along the edge of the coffee table, spreading her legs. She smiled into the camera and rubbed the inside of her thighs, drawing their attention to her crotch.

Jason zoomed the camera until they could make out the thin crease of her cunt lips under the tight leather.

"Mom," Justin said, "that's so hot!"

She laughed, then said, "Better zoom out a bit, I have something else to show you."

"How can you tell that we zoomed in?" Jason asked.

"I can't, but I assumed that's what two horny guys would do." She seductively moved her hands to her crotch and gently massaged her triangle. Fuck! She wished she could see their faces. She continued moving her hands up until she reached her tits, gently working the supple leather until her hard nipples were visible through the soft leather. "Tell me what you want to see next."

Jason killed the mic and looked at his brother, then back to the screen. Their mother had transformed herself into a biker slut, ready for anything they asked. "Whatever you want bro, it's your call."

Justin flicked the mic switch, then said, "Show us your tits, Mom."

"Mmmm," she replied in a sexy voice, "Looks like you're over your inhibitions, and call me Juice."

"Juice? Why?" Justin asked.

"It's my nickname, from my biker chick days. Can you guess why?" She slowly pulled on her jacket zipper until her small breasts were exposed. She fondled them, pinching her nipples with her fingers.

"Probably, but tell us anyway," Justin said.

"I could get a little sloppy when I got off. The guys loved it and gave me the nickname," she said, "but age has toned that down a little."

"Mom, I mean Juice," Jason said, "your tits are so hot! Are you getting turned on?"

"Uh-huh," she said, "How about you two, am I getting you hard?"

"Just a little," Justin said, "Jason told me your... you know, that your red muff was untrimmed. Can we see that next?"

She finished unzipping her jacket and let it fall open. The leather pants were cut very high, with a thick band around her midriff, obscuring most of her lower body. That quickly changed when she pulled on a tiny zipper just below the band. The tight leather opened up, exposing the creamy flesh of her tummy. She pulled it down until the top of her red muff was exposed. "Is this what you wanted to see?"

"Yeah Juice," Justin said, mesmerized by her tight red curls, "Just a little more."

She continued unzipping, slowly exposing the lips of her cunt. "Better zoom in again," she said, as she ran her fingertips along the moist lips of her pussy. She could hear the boys muttering their excitement and pulled her lips apart, giving them look at her pink gash.

"Taste it for us," Justin said, unable to hide the excitement in his voice. He was no longer talking to his mother, but to Juice, their very own biker slut.

She plunged a finger into her gash, swirling the finger around to coat it with her slick juices. "I'm ready, tell me when the camera is on my face."

"Ready," came the quick reply.

She licked her finger from top to bottom before slipping it into her mouth and sucking it clean of her musky juices. "Mmmm," she cooed, "you're going to have to try this for yourself."

"Now?" Justin croaked, barely getting the words out.

"Soon," she said, "I have one more thing to show you before you come downstairs."

"What's that?" Justin asked, wild with excitement.

She flipped over and knelt on the couch, resting her head on the backrest. "Better zoom back out a little, you don't want to miss this."

"We're ready," Jason said, "go for it."

She reached behind and continued unzipping, slowing exposing the crack of her ass. When she was done, her leather pants were split open from her waist down, leaving nothing hidden from view. She wiggled her broad ass, then paused, waiting to hear the boys ask for it.

They could see her red muff, and the tightly closed lips of her pussy. The trail of red curls disappeared into the crack of her ass. They desperately want to see more, but she had stopped. Why?

Justin looked over at his brother, not sure why she had stopped.

Jason mouthed one word to his brother, "Ask."

"Juice," he said, tentatively.

"Yes Justin," she replied, toying with him. Come on Justin, ask.

"Spread your cheeks for us," Justin said, mustering a note of authority in his voice.

Finally, she reached back and gingerly pulled apart the ample cheeks of her ass, opening the hairy crack of her ass and then pausing, trying to decide if she should make them ask for more. Fuck it, she thought, time to get this show on the road. She pulled back firmly, baring the inside of her crack and the tight pucker of her asshole.

"Oh yeah," Justin said, "just like that."

She adjusted her fingers so two of them were at the edge of her pussy lips, and one was on the edge of her asshole. She pulled them apart with some force, opening up the tunnel of her cunt along with the tight pucker of her asshole.

They were stunned at the beauty of their mother's ass. Her open holes surrounded by her beautiful red curls. "Jeez, Mom, I mean "Juice", you should see this, it's so fucking hot."

"Mmmm," she replied, "Can you freeze the picture so I can come up and take a look?"

"Yeah, just give me a second," Jason said, tapping the keyboard to capture his mom's ass filling the TV screen.

"It's done, Mom," Justin said, "come on up."

Shirley's jaw dropped when she saw her exposed ass taking up the full sixty inches of the HDTV. She sat on the bed, between the two boys contemplating her next move. All three were transfixed by the beauty of her ass, exposed in all its glory.

Shirley finally spoke, "Well, that's not something you see every day."

"Did you think it would be so beautiful?" Justin asked.

"It's not something I've given much thought," Shirley said, her eyes still on the TV.

"I just want to run my tongue up and down that sweet crack," Jason said.

"Me too," Shirley replied with a sly grin.

"Me too what?" Justin asked, teasing his mom, "lick it yourself, or have us lick it."

That caught Shirley off guard. For the first time she felt a sudden desire to lick it herself. Not her own pussy, but another's. She grinned back at the boys, "Both, I guess."

No sooner than her words were out, the doorbell rang.

"Are you two expecting someone?"

Justin went to the window and peered down to the driveway. "Fuck! It's Isleta's car. What is she doing here? We weren't supposed to pick her up until later."

"What do you mean... we?" Shirley asked.

Justin hesitated, unsure how much his mother knew about the tryst they had planned with Isleta.

Jason said, "She wants me to come along on their date, you know, like we did yesterday."

"You told Mom about that?" Justin asked.

"Forget about that," Shirley said, "focus on now. You wanted to find a way to get Isleta here for my performance, maybe this is it. We'll just get an early start."

"You want me to bring her up now?" Justin asked.

"Fuck yes," Jason all but shouted.

"I'm with Jason," Shirley said, "Why don't you both get down there and figure out how to make it happen. I'll get put back together... and get that picture off the screen before you go... at least for now."

Jason activated the screensaver before heading downstairs with his brother.

"Hi," Justin said, opening the door for Isleta, "I thought we were picking you up later."

"I know," Isleta replied, a look of concern on her face, "but, something has been troubling me, so I thought I'd check it out."

"I don't understand," Justin replied.

"Hi Jason," Isleta said, ignoring Justin, "I got to thinking, if you two could fool Maggie, and then fool me, I figured that maybe you'd try it with your mother."

Justin stammered, his face flushing, telling Isleta everything she needed to know.

"Hi Isleta," Shirley said, walking down the stairs, catching them all by surprise.

Isleta glanced up at Shirley, shocked to see her in the tight leather outfit. What was she doing dressed like that?

"Welcome," Shirley said, giving Isleta a quick peck on each check, "We were just talking about you."

"I can just imagine," Isleta said, recovering from her shock, "I understand they pulled a switch on you too?"

"They did," Shirley replied, giving her a wink, "and it almost worked. I'm sure you boys have a lot to explain, so I'll just be upstairs, if you decide to come up." She turned and walked back up the stairs, vamping all the way.

"What the fuck is going on?" Isleta said as soon as Shirley was out of sight, "and why would we be going upstairs?"

Justin was too flustered to get anything out, so Jason took it upon himself to fill her in, starting with Shirley's history as a biker chick before she was married. Isleta listened intently, without interruption. When Jason was finished, Isleta looked at them, too shocked to speak.

"Aren't you going to say something?" Justin asked her.

The story she just heard turned her on too much to get mad at Justin. After all, she was already counting on another threesome later tonight, and now, the prospect of watching Shirley perform at the same time, well... there was no turning back from that. "So, let me get this straight," Isleta said, "You want me to come upstairs... and help you check out the equipment... for Shirley's train thing with the bikers?"

"Yes," Justin said.

"And what else?" Isleta asked, trying not to sound too enthusiastic. There was no doubt in her mind where this was going.

"Well..." Justin said, his words halting, "We were... I mean... you asked me to bring Jason... you know..."

"Enough!" Isleta said, "I get the idea, lead the way."

Shirley was stretched out on the bed when they walked in. The screensaver still hid the picture of Shirley's ass that had filled the screen. "Jason," she said, "why don't you replay the walkthrough we recorded earlier. I'll bet Isleta would love to see it."

Isleta sat on the edge of the bed, between the twins, glued to the TV screen as the video replayed from the beginning. Shirley raised her feet and gently massaged Isleta's back, trying to put her at ease. She could only imagine the expression on Isleta's face when the video zoomed in on her ass. Isleta rolled her shoulders back, comforted by the feet pressing into her back. She couldn't take her eyes off the screen, mesmerized by both the audacity of Shirley's erotic display, and the sheer beauty of her ass.

"Who want's a piece of that?" Shirley said, when the full image of her spread ass froze on the screen.

Isleta meekly raised her hand, without turning to look at Shirley.

Justin turned to Isleta, shocked at her response. "Seriously?" he asked.

"What's the matter," Isleta said sarcastically, "did I beat you to it."

Jason laugh at the unfolding events. "Tell you what Isleta, you do a video like Mom did, and then we'll give you first crack at her."

"Ohhh," Shirley chimed in, "I like the sound of that."

"Jeez, Jason," Justin said, exasperated, "you can't be serious?"

"Hey," Isleta said, "It's my decision, and I'm dead serious. Do I have to go downstairs to make the video?"

"No," Jason replied, "we've got Mr. Beaver right here."

"What about the glasses?" Shirley asked, "can we use those? I want to see how they work."

Jason pulled the large rhinestone framed glasses out of the crate and handed them to Shirley.

"So," Shirley said, putting the glasses on, "whatever I'm looking at is what will be filmed?"

Isleta laughed at the sight of the large glasses and gaudy frame, "Can I watch myself... you know... for comparison."

"Great idea," Shirley said, "and I'll bet boy genius can figure out a way to do a split screen, so both our asses can be up there, together."

"I'll have it done by the time you're ready to film," Jason said.

By the time Shirley led Isleta to the edge of the bed, Jason had the split screen up and running, with the camera image from Shirley's glasses displayed on half the screen.

"Ok, Mom," Jason said, "let's do a quick check so you can see how they work. Kneel down and look at her ass."

"With pleasure," Shirley replied, as Isleta's tight jeans filled one side of the screen.

"That's great," Jason said.

Shirley turned to look at the screen, only to realize that Isleta was no longer in it.

"Sorry, Mom," Jason said, "you can't do that. You'll have to settle for the real thing while we watch the screen."

"Got it," Shirley said, returning her gaze to Isleta.

Isleta looked up at the screen as Shirley moved in and out, framing her ass. She gave Shirley directions, getting the camera positioned to show her in the best light. "We're just doing my ass, right?"

"Good by me," Shirley said, anxious to get going.

Isleta unbuttoned her tight jeans and wiggled out of them, careful not to slide her thong down any further than necessary. She watched her firm ass on the screen, topped by the whale tail of her black lace panties. She bent forward slightly, naturally parting her cheeks just enough to see the black thong snaking down her crack.

Shirley reached out with both hands and placed them on her ass cheeks, careful not to move her head. She squeezed her firm globes, pushing them open just enough to see the edges of her asshole not covered by the tiny black string.

"Oh yeah, Mom," Justin said, "that's a fantastic picture."

Isleta climbed onto the bed, on her knees, bending forward as she kept her eyes on the TV. Her ass went out of the camera frame for a moment while Shirley made the adjustments for her new position.

Her ass came back into the TV, this time revealing more of her asshole peeking out from around the thong. The differences between the two ass were becoming evident. Isleta's tight ass was firmer and neatly waxed.

Shirley pulled the thong down, pealing the thin string out of her crack. Her tightly closed pussy lips came into view, along with the neatly trimmed dark muff that topped her cunt.

Shirley got the thong off and pushed her legs apart, opening up the lips of her pussy just enough to get a glimpse of her glistening pink slit.

Isleta stared at the image on the TV, seeing her open crack for the first time. Comparing the two images, there was something about the unruly hair of Shirley's crack that turned her on. Was her's too... perfect?

Nobody spoke, waiting for Isleta to take the final step.

"Isleta," Shirley whispered, realizing that she was lost in thought.

"Right," Isleta said, reaching back and grabbing her cheeks. It took several tries to spread them just right, to get an image that closely matched Shirley's. When she had it, she said, "There! Freeze it there."

Jason grabbed the image just in time. Shirley's patience had run out and she turned to look at the screen, to see their two asses, frozen, side by side.

All four of them sat on the end of the bed, in stunned silence, examining the oversized images displayed on the screen. Without saying a word, they stripped out of their remaining clothes.

"Fuck!" Isleta exclaimed, the first to speak, "can you believe that?"

"Mmmm," Shirley replied, "makes me want to lick the screen."

"Mom!" Justin said, raising his voice, "You can't be—."

"Hush!" Isleta interrupted, putting a finger to Justin's lips, "I was thinking the same thing."

"Top or bottom?" Shirley asked Isleta, cutting off any further comments from her boys.

"Top," Isleta replied, winking at her, then giving her a gentle tap on her shoulder. Shirley lay back on the bed and barely got her legs spread before Isleta buried her face in Shirley's red muff, and then turned to straddle her.

Jason quickly recovered from his initial shock, and handed Justin the glasses. He activated Mr. Beaver and got a split screen image from the two cameras. He positioned Mr. Beaver on the TV stand, facing back towards his mom's ass, and zoomed in to fill her half of the screen with the image of Isleta lapping her cunt. Justin set the glasses on a pillow just behind Isleta and fiddled with them until the view of Isleta's ass came into view, with Shirley licking her open gash from below.

The twins sat facing the TV, more interested in watching the oversized images than the real thing.

Isleta moaned, loudly, as Shirley's rapid fire tongue flicking pushed her close to the edge. She broke off from Shirley's pussy and rose up on extended arms, arched her back, and pushed back against Shirley's face as a powerful orgasm coursed through her writhing body.

Both girl's asses dropped out of the camera frame and drew the twins attention back to the live action. Isleta collapsed onto Shirley, her face coming to rest on Shirley's red muff.

When she recovered, she turned back to Shirley and said, "That was so good, sorry I didn't get you off. Are you ready to try again?"

Shirley hesitated, then said to Isleta, "I'll take a rain check."

"How about us?" Jason said, surprised his mom wanted a rest, "We're ready."

"I'll bet your are," Shirley said, sizing up the situation. "Your dad asked for something special, for the bikers, and I could use a little practice."

"I like the sound of this already," Justin said, "What is it?"

Shirley took her time, explaining that John had really gotten excited about his first ass-fuck, and wanted to try a double, with him in her ass and "Dub" in her cunt. Isleta's jaw dropped when she realized that Shirley wanted a practice run, taking both her son's cocks at the same time.

"Fuck yeah, Mom," Jason said, "I'm in."

"Me too," chimed in Justin.

"Good," Shirley said, "and let's set it up so I can watch on the TV. I want to make sure I get it right for your dad."

"And you expect me to film this?" Isleta asked, incredulously. She still couldn't get over the audacity of Shirley's suggestion.

"Come on, Isleta," Justin said, "It'll be great. You might even get some ideas of your own, you know, for later."

"Down boys," Shirley said, giving Isleta another wink, "let's not get ahead of yourselves."

Isleta sighed, shaking her head. What the fuck, she'd just eaten her first pussy, nothing should surprise her now.

Jason claimed dibs on Shirley's ass, not bothering to explain to Isleta that Justin had the last ass-fuck with Mom. Justin got on his back with his head hanging over the edge so he could lean back and see the TV. Shirley straddled him and Jason knelt behind her, also facing the TV.

Jason handed Isleta the glasses and got her positioned to the side so Shirley's ass filled the screen, along with both cocks.

Shirley got things started by easily maneuvering Justin's hard cock over her wet cunt. All eyes were glued to the TV as Isleta kept the glasses pointed at his cock, capturing its slide into her cunt.

"Jason," Shirley said, "I forgot the lube. It's in the nightstand drawer."

"Let me," Isleta said, taking the tube from Jason as he got back into position, "and you wear the glasses for this."

Jason put the glasses, giving the others a big screen view of Shirley's ass crack from above.

Isleta squeezed a big dollop of goo at the top of Shirley's crack. Using her index finger, she pushed it down into her crack, feeling for her asshole with her fingertip.

"Justin, you're not watching a movie, I could use a little help," Shirley said, giving him a pat on the cheek.

"Sorry, Mom," he replied, reaching back and spreading her cheeks.

"A little more," Shirley said, watching her crack open wide on the screen.

Isleta took over, plunging her finger into Shirley's tight asshole, wiggling it around until she felt her muscle relax. Shirley moaned, aroused by the movement of Justin's cock inside her along with Isleta's finger.

Isleta kept working her fingers until she had three easily sliding in and out.

"I think I'm ready," Shirley said in a low whisper, wondering if she could hold off an orgasm long enough for Jason to get his cock into her ass.

Jason edged forward, pushing the head of his cock into her snug entrance. Isleta squeezed out more lube and used it to coat the length of Jason's shaft.

Shirley gasped, as Jason slowly pushed his cock into her. He still had the glasses locked onto Shirley's ass. The others were glued to the TV screen, as both of Shirley's holes filled with hard cock.

With both cocks all the way in, Shirley rocked her body to and fro, trying to get the hang of sliding both cocks in and out at the same time. The sensation was incredible and she felt an orgasm bubbling just below the surface.

"Oh fuck yeah, Mom," Jason cried, "just like that, it feels so good."

Justin starred at the TV screen, mesmerized by the sight of the double fucking his mom was taking.

The boys tried to stay stationary, letting their mom control the action. Shirley's pace was increasing with each stroke, along with her panting. The faster she stroked, the closer she got to an orgasm, and the more she started to lose her rhythm.

She finally lost all control as she clung to the edge of a powerful orgasm. Jason took over and pounded her ass, slamming his cock into her. He held her by the hips to prevent her from sailing off the end of his cock.

Shirley shrieked when her orgasm hit, pushing back against the two cocks as hard as she could. Jason was close and continued to pound her ass, grunting loudly with each thrust.

Isleta sensed Jason was close and slid her hand into his ass crack, pressing a finger against his asshole.

"Yes... yes..." he shouted as her finger plunged in. He arched his back, sending the TV image of her ass off the screen. "Fuck!" he shouted, blowing his load deep into his mom's ass. He lost his grip on her hips and sent her flying forward with his next thrust, knocking her off both their cocks.

Shirley collapsed on Justin, panting wildly, trying to catch her breath. Isleta grabbed Jason's cock with her free hand and stroked out the final few shots of cum onto Shirley's heaving ass.

Having drained Jason, Isleta looked down to see Justin's glistening cock standing straight up. She went down on him, taking him all the way into her throat in one swift motion.

Jason recovered, and looked down to get Isleta back up on the TV screen, sucking his brother's cock.

She worked quickly, sucking his cock for all she was worth. She couldn't resist sneaking a glance at the TV screen to see his cock all the way down her throat. Jason moved to the side so Isleta could come around to face the TV. Something about seeing her image on the TV motivated her, and she cupped his balls, gently squeezing them on each downstroke.

Justin was glued to the TV screen, watching Isleta deep throat him while she fondled his balls. He lifted up, pressing his cock ever deeper into her eager mouth.

Sensing he was close, she slide a finger down his ass crack to give him the same treatment she gave Jason.

"Ohhh," he groaned when the tip of her finger entered him.

She felt his muscles tightened and pulled up until just the head of his cock was in her mouth. She stroked him with her free hand and plunged her finger all the way into his asshole, all the time watching herself on the TV.

Justin bucked wildly, flooding her mouth with his cum as she jacked out his entire load.

After draining him, she raised up slowly, giving Jason time to keep her in the camera frame. She smiled into the camera and opened her mouth, tilting her head back just enough to keep his cum from running out. She teased them, sloshing her cum covered tongue from side to side. Just when it looked like she would swallow, she turned her head down to Shirley's ass and let it dribble out.

"You go girl!" Shirley exclaimed, fascinated by the slow-motion performance.

Isleta motioned to Jason point the camera down to Shirley's ass, then used her hand to corral the cum and smear it down into her ass crack. She lowered her head to Shirley's ass to get her face back in the camera frame, grinned, and then used her fingers to push a big gob of cum into Shirley's stretched out asshole.

"Fuck!" Justin shouted, trying to comprehend Isleta's nasty display, "That was so hot."

"Uh-huh," Isleta replied, beaming with pride, "I think your mom inspired me."

"Wow!" Shirley said, "John's going to be impressed. It'll be a couple of hours before they get here and I need to get cleaned up, and you three need to clear out of here, they can't know that your upstairs watching us."

"Got it Mom," Jason said, "text us when it's safe to sneak back in here. I'll get the cameras back downstairs and ready for you."

Shirley turned back to look at Isleta, giving her yet another wink, "Are you sure about this?"

Without replying, she returned Shirley's wink.
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