Chapter 24: The Preacher’s Wife Wakes Up Her Husband and Son

Mrs. Heaven Stirling
I came awake lying between two men.

I smiled at that realization. One was my husband, the Reverend David Stirling. The other was our son, sixteen-year-old Peter. It was so wonderful to be between the two hunky men. We had gone to bed and done some amazingly kinky things.

I loved being a slut.

The Morgenstern women had shown me the way. The truth of my body. It was so wonderful.

I sat up, the sheets falling off my son and husband. Peter was homeschooled so he didn’t have to wake up at a certain time, and my husband was a preacher, so he could set some of his own hours. I licked my lips at the sight of their two cocks.

Both so hard, one on either side of me.

I grabbed their dicks. They were about the same size and length. It was hard to say which was bigger than the other. So similar, it really didn’t matter. They both had handsome faces, Peter a little taller than his father. Their hair was cut short, my son’s sandy-blonde who took after my golden locks while my husband had brown hair with a few peppers of gray. My round tits swayed as I stared down at their cocks throbbing in my hands.

“Mmm, yes,” I groaned and leaned over.

I engulfed my son’s cock first.

I suckled on his dick, loving having him in my mouth. My tongue stroked around him. He groaned as I did that. His back arched. He moaned out his pleasure as I loved him. I bobbed my mouth, working my lips up and down his dick. It was just a spectacular moment.

He groaned as I did that. It was just a beautiful thing to have his cock in my mouth. I nursed on him while fisting his father’s dick. They both groaned, stirring as they came awake. They groaned and opened their eyes.

“Mom,” groaned Peter.

I popped my mouth off his cock and purred, “Good morning to my boys!”

“Lord, Heaven,” my husband gasped as I engulfed his dick. “That’s good. Damn, isn’t your mother such a slut.”

“Yeah, Dad,” said Peter as I fisted his cock.

My two boys just lay there and let me pleasure them like a good slut. I stroked my son’s dick while bobbing my head, nursing on my husband’s cock. The salty flavor of his precum soaked my taste buds. What a wonderful treat.

I suckled hard on him. I nursed with all my prowess on him, my cheeks hollowing, before I popped my mouth off. I switched over to my son’s dick, my boobs swaying. My blonde hair fell around my face as I swallowed his dick.

“Mom!” he groaned. “Yes!”

“Mmm, suck him good, Heather,” David said, his rod throbbing in my hand. I fisted him, my saliva lubing the way. “Lord, that’s good.”

I agreed. So good. I was so blessed to have two hunky men in my life.

I nursed on my son’s dick, reveling in the incestuous delight. I suckled on him a few more times before turning to his father’s cock. I blew my husband, giving him the same effort I gave our son. It was just so hot. My pussy burned, eager for them to DP me again.

I loved having both their cocks in me. It was such a gift to be able to please my husband and our son. I loved being a slutty wife and mother. Drool ran down my chin as I blew David. He groaned, his face twisting in delight.

“Mom!” Peter groaned in need.

I answered.

I engulfed his cock with passion. I nursed on him with such hunger. It was just so good to blow him like this. I was so glad to work my mouth up and down his dick. He groaned as I did that. My tongue stroked around his thick shaft.

I went back and forth, loving them both, making them both moan. It was so much fun suckling on them. They both groaned, loving what I did to them. They were both going to cum on my face, which would just be wonderful. I nursed hard on that dick in my mouth. It was a beautiful thing.

“Yes, yes, Mom!” groaned Peter.

“Lord, Heaven, that’s good,” moaned David.

I went back and forth, my pussy drooling with my lust for them. My breasts bounced as I loved one then the other. My hands fisted them. I wanted them to both cum together. I watched them, staring at them, ready to see them both show the signs they were about to erupt.

I was aching for it. So ready for them to dump their load on my features. I suckled and slurped on them, wanting them to just explode on me. They both groaned. Their hands ran through my hair. They grinned at each other.

“Mom gives such a great blowjobs!” gasped Peter.

“Yes, she does,” David said with pride in his eyes.

I popped my mouth off our son’s dick and moaned, “And you two are going to reward me with a face coated in cum, right?”

“Yes!” my boys both groaned together.

I swallowed my husband’s cock, sucking on him with hunger. I knew they were close. I fisted Peter’s rod. I pumped up and down him as I loved David’s dick. They were both groaning. My slutty instincts told me they were close.

I swirled my tongue around my husband’s cock, giving him a bit more coaxing. My son shuddered. He was on the brink. I just had to deliver his father to the same moment. My cunt clenched as I suckled hard on him.

“Yes, Heaven!” David gasped.

I ripped my mouth off his cock and moaned, “Cum on my face, boys!”

I fisted their cocks fast and hard. They were both groaning, their faces twisting in pleasure. I knew they were close. So near to cumming on my faces. That would be just so hot. My forearms burned with how vigorously I jacked them off.

“Mom!”

“Heaven!”

They erupted.

Their cum splashed across my face. I opened my mouth wide as they showered me in cum. It was just so exciting to have them dumping their load into my face. I loved it. I savored every second of their spunk splattering my features.

They both groaned, spurting their cum onto my face. I loved it. They panted, erupting again and again on me. I bathed in their spunk. They showered me in it. It was just such a wonderful moment to have that cum spilling down my features.

“Oh, oh, yes!” I groaned as they erupted onto me. “That’s perfect!”

“Mom! Mom!”

“Yes, Heaven! Lord, Yes!”

They showered me with all their spunk. They both erupted a final time, leaving me dripping in their cum. They groaned, their cocks twitching in my hand as their cum spilled down my face. I loved it. I was such a slut.

I scooped the mix of my husband’s and son’s jizz off my face and greedily sucked the salty delight off my digits. I groaned in delight, loving the mix of my son’s spunk and his father’s. I wanted to enjoy them both.

So I did.

I nursed the spunk off my fingers as they both panted. I scraped off more of them as they were both grinning at me. Staring at my body. They wanted to enjoy my body. I purred in delight, licking more of their jizz off my digits.

“Mmm, who gets my pussy, and who gets my asshole?” I asked between licks.

“Can I have her pussy, Dad?” asked Peter.

“Sure, son,” he said.

I smiled and gathered up the last of the cum off my face. Well, there were still smears of it, but the last big glob. I sucked it off and crawled to my son. I straddled him. His hands shot up to my round breasts. He groaned as he played with them.

I smiled at him as I pressed my furred muff into his incestuous shaft. He came from me, so it was just so taboo that I was going to ride him. It made me shiver with delight as I slid my cunt up and down his dick. He groaned as I did that.

I smiled at him and reached the pinnacle of his dick.

“Mmm,” I purred. “You’re going to love this!”

“Yes, Mom!” he panted.

I pressed my cunt down his dick. I shuddered, taking inch after inch of his thick shaft. He growled in delight as I penetrated down his wonderful shaft. I bottomed out on him, my cunt gripping him. He smiled at me, his hands kneading my cunt.

“Back where you belong,” I purred. “Back in Mommy’s pussy.”

“Yeah,” he groaned.

“That’s right,” my husband groaned as he moved in behind me. He pressed his cock into my butt-crack. I shuddered as he did that. He nestled into my crevice, sliding his shaft up and down my crack. “Mmm, you’re going to love this.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned as he found my asshole. “Oh, bugger me, David, honey!”

Heaven,” he groaned like my name was a prayer and thrust.

I shuddered at the heat drilling against my backdoor. It felt amazing. He pushed and pushed on me. I shuddered as that wonderful shaft stretched to take my asshole. I gasped out in delight. It was just so perfect. I squirmed there as my anal sheath widened to take his dick.

He popped into my bowels. It was just a wicked delight. I gasped out in passion at the way he filled me up. I shuddered at that thick shaft penetrating into my asshole. It was an incredible moment to sit impaled on our son’s dick as he buggered me.

“David,” I whimpered. “Mmm, and my hunky Peter!”

“Mom!” my son groaned, squeezing my tits. “You’re so tight and hot.”

“Lord, yes!” breathed my husband as he bottomed out in my asshole. His bush tickled my butt-cheeks. Oh, that felt so nice. Just a wonderful thing to experience. “That’s perfect. I’m going to fuck you so hard.”

“Oh, please, do that!” I gasped. “Fuck my asshole. I want you to bury into my bowels with all that force.”

He drew back his dick, making me shiver in delight. My bowels clamped down on him. I groaned as he buried back to the hilt in my bowels. He plunged into me, churning me up. I gasped in delight as he fucked me.

“Oh, oh, yes!” I moaned. “Please, please, fuck me!”

He fucked me as I slid my cunt up our son’s dick. The silky and velvety heat swirled through my nethers. Both my boys had their dicks in me. I gasped as I plunged my cock down my son’s big dick. My husband pistoned away at my bowels.

I gasped, riding my son’s dick. I bounced on his cock, my pussy melting around him. It was such an incestuous thrill to have him back in me. I groaned as my husband fucked me just as hard. He buried into my cunt with all that he had.