Twins Run in the Family: The End (mfm threesome family taboo)
Many years have passed since the crazy days of Ellie's youth. As she approaches forty five years old her Step-Brother Brendan sends his eighteen year old twin sons to stay with her for the summer. When they arrive, Ellie sees an opportunity for history to repeat itself in the sexiest way possible. WARNING: this story contains explicit descriptions of sex acts and is intended for ADULTS ONLY More
Many years have passed since the crazy days of Ellie's youth. As she approaches forty five years old her Step-Brother Brendan sends his eighteen year old twin sons to stay with her for the summer. When they arrive, Ellie sees an opportunity for history to repeat itself in the sexiest way possible.
WARNING: this 4050 word story contains explicit descriptions of sex acts between an older woman and younger twins, oral sex, internal and external cumshots, exhibitionism and orgasms powerful enough to give you a sense of deja vu!
Excerpt: "...As for myself, I’d made sure to wear the shortest of short skirts to show off my well-toned legs and had Gaby dropping in several times to make out in full view of them. By the time we closed and all my other workers, and Gaby, had gone home the two of them looked like they were hiding perma-erections and they were ready to snap and fuck on a hair-trigger.
The weakest point I could see in my plan had seemingly come and gone without incident, that being one of the little pieces of eye-candy I employed dragging the twins into the walk-in refrigerator and taking their special sauce for herself. However, there was still a difficult hurdle to overcome, I had to put myself totally out there and see if they took the bait.
I left them cleaning the prep-area while I made a minor wardrobe adjustment in my office. Who needs underwear at a time like that? Not me. I stowed my panties and bra away in my handbag and went back to check on Adrien and Victor’s progress.
They were doing a good job, for a couple teenagers on their first day. They were as fit and tireless as I or Brandon and Jarrod had ever been in our prime and I eyed them lustily, working up the courage to lay my cards out on the table. I got on my knees and pretended to look under the bench where we prepared all the pizzas, really just bending over so my short skirt rode all the way up and uncovered my pussy. If they were paying any attention to what was between my legs, they could hardly miss the blatant signal.
“Victor, can you get me the brush and shovel? There are a few crumbs under here.”
“Sure, Aunt Ellie, where do you keep…”
I heard my Step-Nephew cut off his sentence with a surprised intake of breath..."