Seeking Caroline
By Allison Heather
Smashwords Edition
Copyright 2011 Allison Heather
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Dedication and Warning
This book like my other books written and to be written are a silent homage to all those who have dared and would dare break taboos. I am struggling to do so myself... probably one day I would accomplish that and join the ranks of brave and wonderful. Until then, for me pen [keyboard] and imagination are two very strong tools.
The book contains strong adult theme and should be read by those who are open-minded and like challenging imaginations. Best Wishes and thanks for picking up [rather downloading] this book.
Happy Reading.
Allison Heather.
Feedback and suggestions are very welcome.
Email: ALLISONHEATHER
Seeking Caroline
Chapter 1
I woke up once again late night suddenly- not just awake but wide-awake. This was happening too often over the last year. I immediately reached for my husband and realised that his side of bed had been empty and cold for the last decade. I lost my husband ten years ago and lost the huge man I loved with each fiber of my being. Brad was not only huge physically but lived life on the same scale. When he was around there was never a 'crisis' just an annoyance. He put himself in front of me whenever any storm came in our direction. He was father of two most wonderful sons and founder of one of the most successful Internet retail chain. He left us rich-very rich.
I missed my husband. I missed his giant frame crushing me. I missed his insatiable sex drive. He and I would have sex every night he was at home. He would take me during day in bathroom, garage and in the wooded land surrounding our exclusive mansion. I loved Brad since I was fifteen. We were virgins when we made love for the first time. I nearly screamed when I saw and held Brad's monster cock. Even at that young age we were, he had a huge cock that grew even more over the ensuing years. In the age of free sex and promiscuity we never ever were with any other person.
Brad was killed in flying accident ten years ago. He was flying the plane he loved. He loved the open sky and if there were one way he would have liked to go that was one of them. I, I would have, liked to be given a chance to offer myself so he could still be here - guiding our sons, modeling them as he was.
I missed Brad even more when I see my sons looking more and more like their father with just enough of me, making other mothers jealous. My older son, William or Will was nineteen. He was already six feet four inches tall with lean muscles making him look handsome with a youthful beautiful face. My younger Daniel/Danny was two years younger and was of the same height. He was as big as his older brother but had a face of boy who was incredibly good looking.
I looked at my sons and missed Brad. I had an ache that bore a hole in my chest. Will and I shared our birthday and when he would be twenty his old mother would be forty-three. Even though my sons were just boys they shouldered the loss along with me like men. Both were so easy to look after. I never had a memorable spat as they reached teens. They were possessive of their mother as I was of my gems. I felt the spirit of my husband in the room when my sons. I never even dreamt of finding another man. The huge shadow of my departed husband dwarfed all men.
Moreover, my two boys became men overnight. They became my chaperones and escorts to all social occasions. They grew like wild grass and were towering over my five feet five inches petite but full frame by the time they were thirteen. I started to rely on my sons for grown-up conversation and grew away from my friends' circle without realising.
I sighed as I turned from one side to another in my dark huge bedroom and my thoughts swirled once again. Brad was like a friend to our sons and so was I. I took over roles that their father played. I did some successfully, others with comical awkwardness. My sons humoured me when I tried to play baseball with them. I rectified my mistake and did allowed my sons to be the 'men' in our house but with a loving mother.
I could feel they doted on me. My eyes filled with tears of happiness. Boys and I did everything together. We continued to shower whenever we could as they did with their father. They would jump in my bed some mornings and sleep for another few hours. These mornings were the highlights of my days. I would listen to their deep breathing as they slept, so big for their age.
I sobbed as my emotions ran wild. As the boys grew I felt as if Brad was coming back in small measures. I felt a shiver along my spine as sometime my sons would engulf me in their arms and kiss my neck. That mad me sob silently. Brad did that whenever he found me alone.
I was not exactly the woman I was ten years ago. I had put on some weight. My large breasts grew bigger and heavier, now 38DD, and drooped ever so slightly. My waist became rounder and full. My ass was fuller and ample. I was more curvaceous than before. I was more of a mother than I ever was and also I was celibate for a decade.
Even when I did not wish I was hounded by men assuming I needed looking after and would jump in bed in gratitude. Some saw money waiting to be fleeced-sick. I ignored all and concentrated on my sons. My dated eventually vanished, frustrated by my 'frigidity' and I found myself masturbating more and relishing my sons even more than that. I was happy, as my sons were my friends, my beacon, my responsibility and my saviours. They were so close to me that there were no secrets of teenaged boys. Sometime I blushed with too many details that made them laugh at me in good-natured derision.
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Chapter 2
I slipped on my light silk bathrobe and quietly tip toed down the hall so as to not disturb my boys. I wanted a drink and planned to read to try fall asleep again.
I noticed a dim light shining through Will's bedroom door where it was not completely shut. Apparently he was awake and watching TV. It was Friday night and boys usually tended to stay up late. I went down to the kitchen and had two glasses of water and then in moment of naughtiness had a short helping of vintage scotch that my Brad loved and I became to lie as much.
On my way back to bedroom, I found the light still shining out of my older son's bedroom. Just to make sure he hadn't gone to sleep with the TV on I crept up to the cracked door and prepared to peek in when I heard voices. Both my boys were in the room, watching something, and whispering. The first thing I recognised was the cheesy rock music soundtrack that normally accompanies a porn movie. I snickered to myself.
My boys were watching porn late at night. It made me think of the time I found a couple of Penthouse Magazines stashed in Danny's closet with the a few of the pages stuck together. Boys! But watching porn together was a little different, it seemed, more intimate, more intense.
And then I could begin to make out what they were quietly saying to each other.
"Look at her. Damn she has nice tits. And they look even better with all that cum on them," I heard Will say.
"Yeah. She sure is a babe. Where did you find this tape anyway? I've never seen one with women mom's age and guys our age. This is real hot! Better slow down, I don't want to cum too soon." Danny sounded older than his years.
Two things struck me about this. First, that my sons were watch
ing porn about older women and younger men. I would have assumed they would be drawn to young women their own age. Second, what did Danny mean by "slow down. I don't want to cum too soon?"
I eased myself toward the barely open door and let my eyes adjust to the dim light. I peeked around the corner of the door breathlessly. There, on Will's huge bed were my two boys, naked, slowly stroking each other's cocks. The boys were finely muscled. I expected that as I had seen them in swimsuits and with out shirts many times.
But I had not seen their hard erect cocks, ever. They were both about over 10" long or so it seemed from that distance, immensely thick and finely shaped. Their hands slowly slid up and down the shaft of each other's huge cock, milking it lovingly as they whispered.
"The only problem with this tape is that none of the women are nearly as hot as mom is," Will said.
"Yeah, no kidding. I mean they are ok, but mom is just unbelievably beautiful. I saw her in her bra and panties the other morning. Fuck, I had to jack off three times to get over it," They both chuckled at this. They would never use F word unless related to sexual act in my presence.
Watching them jack each other off and listening to them describe me in lusty terms began to have an effect on me. My nipples hardened against my robe. I felt my clit begin to swell and tingle. I could feel my pussy moisten. I was not really surprised at any of this, actually. My sons and I had been very close over the years, through good times and bad times. I had been their mom, their friend, and their confidant. And now I was the object of their lust.
I could remember the last time I had been fucked by Brad a day before he died. That moment was etched on my mind. And now, on the opposite side of this door, were two young 'Brads' with hard huge cocks that I knew loved me deeply. I made my decision. My hand was trembling as I raised my hand to gently tap on the door.
I tapped three times lightly. I had to suppress my laugh at the scrambling that I knew what was going on. I could hear covers being rearranged, muffled grunts and groans, and then the TV was off and it was dark. Then a shy voice said "Uhhhhh…. Yeah?"
I pushed the door open and stepped into the room, "I saw the light and heard voices and thought I would see what was going on?"
"Sorry, mom, we didn't mean to wake you up"
"That's not what I meant. It's your house too. You are free to do what you want. I was just wondering what was going on. I was kind of lonely and thought maybe I could join the party." I left the hint hanging out there hoping one of them would take it.
My beautiful sons just looked back at me not sure of what to say or do. Finally Will offered, "We were just bored and were watching a video. Sorry if we had it too loud."
"No problem. Well, I'm awake now." I sat on the edge of the bed. "What's the movie?" They looked at each other. I could see the confusion and embarrassment in their eyes. Finally Danny said, "You probably wouldn't like it, mom… it's porn… sorry."
This broke the ice. I laughed. They both laughed at having been caught like little boys peeking at a Playboy. I said, "Well I'm a big girl now. I've seen porn before. Can your mom join you?" I jumped up on the bed and wedged myself between them. My nipples were rock hard and I could feel my pussy leaking juice, knowing my sons, these two fine young men were naked under the covers next to me.
Will hesitantly picked up the remote control. "You sure about this mom?"
"Go ahead honey… maybe it will be good for this old lady's heart." Danny piped right up, "You're no old lady, mom. You are a real fox."
"Thank you baby," and I kissed him on the cheek, holding my lips there a little longer than necessary. I let my breast press against his arm.
The image came up on the screen. An attractive woman about 50 years old had four young men about 20 years old with her. She was riding the cock of one, sucking the cock of another, and jacking off the remaining two. I felt my two sons squirm under the covers as they tried to hide their obvious erections from me.
"My, she certainly is coordinated, isn't she?" I joked and the boys laughed and the tension was somewhat broken.
The actions continued through a series of fuck scenes and cum shots. My boys were breathing a little faster as their excitement rose. My pussy was soaking through to my panties. I could smell my own secretions and wondered if the boys could also. They were hesitant to take the next step so I did.
Feigning being cold, I shivered and said, "Is there room under there for one more? I'm freezing?"
Danny blurted out, "Mom, we don't have any clothes on."
"Honey, I have seen you both naked many times, remember I changed your nappies and showered you and cleaned your peni ..er.. er.. your willies. I have seen excited man before. I won't be embarrassed to see two more. In fact that might please me."
Will was more cool. He looked down at my large tits showing through my robe and said with an obvious naughty smile, "Yes, I can see you must be cold, mom," referring to my hard and elongated nipples. I laughed and pushed him light heartedly.
Will then held the covers up to allow me to slide under with them. I caught a good look at their hard huge cocks and trim muscular bodies.
"Hmmmmm…. You certainly have both grown into fine young men,” I snuggled up to Will. I wrapped my arms over his chest and threw my leg over his thighs. I could feel the hair on his balls tickling my leg.
"Danny, my back is freezing, come snuggle up with me,” Danny spooned with me and I could feel his hard cock pressing against the crack of my ass. He put his arm over me, his hand lying between his brother and me, right below my tits. We lay there, pretending to watch the movie while our sexual excitement and tension built. I looked up into Will's eyes and the lightening flew between us. His eyes said it all. He silently mouthed, I love you, mom."
I raised my face to his and kissed him on the lips. His lips parted and my tongue entered his mouth. My hand slid down his chest, over his stomach and found his monstrous hard thick cock. My older son moaned as I took his huge member in my hand and started to stroke it lovingly. My petite hand was woefully short of encircling my son's demonic girth.
Danny, seeing what I was doing with his brother, he moved his hand inside my robe, raised his hand only a few inches and cupped my breast and started pulling on my nipple. He shifted his hips and his cock slid up between my thighs and rubbed at the entrance to my panty-covered pussy.
I broke my kiss with Will and looked back over my shoulder at Danny and smiled. His eyes were wide with lust. I sat up and undid my robe and let it fall off my shoulders. Both of my sons looked hungrily at my full rounded enormous breasts, seeing them for the first time by my choice. This was not like when they might have peeked around doors or through keyholes.
This was I, their mother willingly, happily showing my heaving tits to my sons, for them to lust over. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my panties, raised my ample butt off the mattress, and pulled my panties off my legs. It was almost humorous to watch my sons looking at me. It was obvious they did not know where to look first. Their eyes darted from my pussy to my tits and back again, as if, if they were to look at one too long they would miss something with the other.
I lay back on the bed between them, "Now we are all dressed the same or undressed the same."
My two sons just looked at me, their hard humungous cocks literally springing up and down in front of them.
"Who needs a porn movie, anyway?" I asked teasingly.
They both surrendered to their lust for me, their mother. Will knelt over me and started sucking my tits, cupping them, biting my nipples, and sending jolts of pleasure to my pussy. Danny had his face between my thighs and was teasing my clit with his tongue. He put one finger and then two into my already saturated cunt and started to finger fuck me. It was heavenly. My two sons, now my two studs, showing their love, their desire, and their lust for me.
They were taking me quickly toward my first orgasm. Will's ministrations on my tits and Danny's oral treatment of my pussy was doing the trick. I put one hand behind Wi
ll's head and pulled his face tightly to my tits. I put my other hand behind Danny's head and pulled his face tightly to my cunt. Wave after wave of ecstasy swept over me. I could feel my pussy muscles throb and contract around Danny's fingers. Will's gentle biting of my nipples only served to enhance my pleasure.
When I came down from my intense cum, the boys were looking at me with astonishment in their eyes. I was still gasping for breath, but I managed to say, "What's the matter? Didn't you think your mom could do that?"
"You are so beautiful when you cum, mom." Danny said.
I think I might have even blushed, "Come to me, my handsome sons. Take me for your own," I said.
Will scooted up next to my face, his dripping big cock only inches from my mouth. I knew immediately what he wanted. I reached up and took it in my hand. My oldest son's cock was hard and throbbing in my hand. I knew it would be harder and throb even more in my mouth. I gave him a gentle tug and he moved forward. My tongue swirled around the head of his cock a couple of times, capturing the clear bead of semen that had gathered there. He pressed forward and began to slowly fuck my mouth. I cupped his balls and caressed them as he did.
Danny spread my thighs and moved between them. I raised my knees to tilt my hips knowing full well that he was ready to fuck me, and also knowing that I was full ready for him to do so. He moved forward on his knees. I felt him run the head of his cock up and down my pussy lips a few times to get it good and lubricated. I felt his cock head part my lips and enter into my love hole. I felt bursting full for the first time in ten years. My son's young but giant cock filled my cunt like his dad's used to. Danny gently worked his hard long cock into my cunt and started to fuck me.
I was being overwhelmed by the sexuality, the carnality, the kinkiness, the, I don't know, the 'everything', of the situation. My sons were using me. No, not using me, but instead enjoying me, as I was enjoying them. We all loved each other, cared for each other, and respected each other. Why shouldn't we openly please each other? Suddenly the idea of the incestuous taboo made no sense what so ever.
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