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Mom, Sister and I
by Satyriasis69
It has been said that nothing never really changes. But I can attest
that
things do change and for the better. Returning home after three years
in
the Army I was surprised to fine my baby sister back living at home.
She
was a teen bride and it just did not workout. My years I the army had
been
spent mostly over seas. So I was gone when my Dad died and my little
sister's wedding. But it was a most pleasant surprise when this busy,
blue-eyed blond answered the door. Monica jumped into my arms crushing
her
round soft tits to my chest. We kissed and hugged for three minutes as
I
tried to figure out who she was. She had changed that much. I hardly
knew
my own sister. Monica jumped up and down hugging me like a bear.
I got an instant hard on and it was jammed up into her crotch rubbing
hard
against her clitoris. I think that was when we both started
remembering a
night long ago when she came into my room and told me she had just
looked
in our parent's room. Monica had gotten up to go to the bathroom down
the
hall. She had looked in on our parents making love. At twelve she was
not
just sure what she had seen but when she told me we both went back to
see
what was going on. Mom and Dad were engaged in a sixty-nine with mom
on
top with her head toward the door. So we could very well see what she
was
doing. Monica wanted to know what they were doing but I told her she
was
too young and I would tell her later what that was all about. Of
course by
the time she was old enough I did not have to ell her anything.
She was just starting to bud out when I left home but how she has
changed.
She is gorgeous from head to foot tits and an ass that most guys would
die
for and long legs to keep it all up off the floor. She helped me get
my
bags up to my old room just as Mom came home. Again there was kissing
and
hugging. But Mom was still a Mom and feeding me was the first thing
she
wanted to do. When Dad got sick Mom had moved down to the first floor
so
he would not have to climb the stairs. She still had her bedroom in a
small room off the kitchen. This gave Monica and I the entire second
floor
so we set up a computer room in her old bedroom and moved her stuff
into
what had bee the master bedroom.
Now she had lots of room and her own bathroom. After dinner Mom said
she
had to go to the church for something leaving Monica and I to fend for
ourselves. It did not take long for me to get her up in her bedroom. I
started talking about old times and I reminded her about that night
she
came into my room after watching Mom and Dad making love.
I had showered earlier and was wearing cut off sweats and a t-shirt.
Monica had changed also she was wearing a silk dressing gown over a
red
teddy. She remembered that night all right and she ad no qualms about
reminding me I was supposed to tell her all about it.
My cock started to get hard showing it's tented head in my cut offs.
Monica pointed at it and told me she remembered the position our
parents
were in and did I want to show her how that was done. Taking my sister
in
my arms I did not hesitate to toss her on the bed next to me. Head to
foot
as I remembered it. I was busy pulling the crotch of her teddy aside
as
she was pulling my cut offs down around my ankles. Hugging her ass
with
one hand I lifted my face up into her sweet pussy. My tongue it wet,
warm
and sweet as honey. Almost at the same time I felt her hot mouth slide
down over my fucking hard on. I was lost in her charms licking and
pulling
on her clitoris with lips pulled tight over my teeth I though I had
hurt
her at first but it was only her way of starting her climax. There was
a
load hissing of breath and a thrashing of her head. Then I tasted a
torrent of hot sweet fluid fills my mouth. Her sweet juices so
affected me
I let go with a load that had bee pent up for weeks. She choked as she
swallowed as fast and as much as she could. My sister turned out to be
on
hell of a cocksucker. Why her husband let this one get away I'll never
understand. Monica rolled off me turning so we were face to face. She
kissed me so we each could taste the fruits of the other. After what
seemed like a long time we got up and showered.
By the time Mom got home we were again dressed sitting down stairs
watching TV. When Mom came in it was as if the hands of time had been
turned back. It was like old times us three together at night on the
night
when Dad had to work late. Mom came in drooping like a rock I a large
stuffed chair across from me. I noticed she looked very tired and I
ask
her if she was feeling well. She told me she was just tired from all
her
volunteer work at the church and hospital. Mom was a young widow. Only
fifty-four years old and to me she was still a very attractive lady.
She
was tall slim, with a fine figure. Her breasts were nearly the size of
Monica's. Her hips were a little wider and yet she was not fat or too
large in any department. I ask her if she had dated since Dad died.
She
said, no but she was thinking it was time for her to move on. She
could
see that she had much to offer a man and she really would like a man
near
her own age to be companion with.
Monica suggested that we three go out tomorrow night and visit a few
places where men her age hang out. Mom was not a drinker at home but I
had
seen her have a beer or two from time to time. So we agreed to have
dinner
out and go dancing at the hotel lounge, as that was mostly an older
crowd.
I was the first to come down stairs. I was dressed I a dark blue
two-piece
with a white shirt and tie. Mom came out of her room and stood in the
doorway facing the living room where I stood mouth gapped open my
nerves
working over time and a deep quivering feeling building in my groin.
My
mom was a living doll.
I had never seen her dressed like this before. She must have been
planning
an outing for some time and had bought this outfit in hopes on using
it to
lure a member of the opposite sex into her web. Her hair was up in
back
with curls down around her ears. Earrings we dangling above bare
shoulders. The dress was off the shoulders held in place by her
gorgeous
breasts. Those tits were made for something besides feeding babies.
The
dress was snug but not too tight all the way to mid thigh. Her waist
was
small and this accented her fine curves of ass and hips. Shoes to
match
the dress set off the long shapely legs that disappeared up into her
hemline. I was staring as my cock rose to full attention.
If Mom saw it she did not let on. I said, " Holy shit, you look
great." I
think I caught a slight blush as she held out a hand for me to take. I
walked he to a chair but she said, Monica was coming down the stairs
and
we needed to go. Turned again got the shock of my life. My beautiful
baby
sister was nearly naked. A neckline that was down to a hairs breathe
about
her nipples. A skirt so short I was sure her pussy and ass were
showing.
Besides that there was no middle in the dress or what eve it was. Only
a
few little black string tied the two pieces together. Again I said, '
Holy
shit." Monica laughed out load and said, "Well the idea was to get
attention." Well there was no doubt about it where ever we went we
would
get the eyes f every man in the place if he was alive regardless of
age.
Mom sat in the back and Monica sat up next to me. I could not help by
rest
my hand on her bare thigh. She only smiled and felt my crotch and was
pleased with what she found there.
Mom said, " Victor stop and let us out by the front door while you go
park." By the time I got back around front there were two guys taking
to
Mom and Monica. Mom knew both men and introduced me. However once
inside
the men went to the bar while we were seated at a nice table just off
the
dance floor. Through dinner we did not talk much but Monica did tell
Mom
that a few of the men were giving her the eye. Mom only smiled and
seemed
a little embarrassed now that we were out I public.
I guess it is one thing to think about it and it is all together
different
to be out here advertising one wears. Dinner was over for us and
drinks
had replaced the dishes when the band started to play. I asked my
mother
for the first dance and she willingly accepted. She told me she needed
for
the first one to be with me because she was not sure if she could
dance
with anyone else. I knew what she was saying and I also understood
that it
had been along time. Mom just needed to get in the mood and see if she
really wanted this. An older guy had asked Monica to dance and we all
returned to the table at eh same time. I knew the guy from when I
worked
in his store after school when I was a kid. I shook the hand of Mr.
Brad
Ruby. We stood talking for a few minutes when Mom asked if he would
join
us. He did.
He was a widower a little older than Mom but he seemed to be very
active.
However after a few more dances it was evident that he was interested
in
my sister not my Mom. A few more guys came by to ask Monica to dance.
A
few asked Mom and she was having the time of her life. I don't think
she
noticed how Mr. Ruby was all over Monica. Before long there were
several
rounds of drinks on the table. I had not ordered any more since the
one
round after dinner. It was near midnight when Mom said; she was
getting
very dizzy and was on her way to a hell of a great hang over for
tomorrow.
So after much effort I managed to get sister and mother into the car.
Mr.
Ruby asked if I would drop him off, as he was not fit to drive. What
else
could I do I let him get I back with Monica. For a Saturday night
there
was a lot of traffic. So I took my time flowing with the traffic the
best
I could.
The conversation died and with Mom resting her head on my shoulder.
There
came to my ear a few strange sounds from the back seat. I could not
turn
around with Mom's head on my shoulder but I knew that sucking sound. I
was
sure Monica was giving Mr. Ruby a damned blowjob. Can you believe that
my
sister giving a guy a blowjob with her mother in the car. It was a
good
thing Mom was sleeping or maybe out cold for all I knew. I heard a
deep-throated moan and I knew he had cum. A few minutes later I heard
Monica whisper. " Mr. Ruby you are one hell of a man. Guys half your
age
would wish for a cock that big and hard." He only laughed. He seemed
to be
very awake as he jumped from the car saying, " Thinks" over his
shoulder
as he made his way up the walk. I was not sure his thanks was for the
drive home or for Monica's fucking blowjob.
By the time we arrived home Monica was a sleep in the back seat. I
thought
she could stay right there. It was warm enough in the garage so I went
orotund to Mom's side to help her out. Mom was dead to the world so
with
no difficulty at all I lifted her in my arms. I carried her through
the
kitchen into her bedroom. It was a small room but she had fixed it up
very
nicely. The light on the nightstand was just enough to see by. I laid
Mom
on the bed. I was about to go when she started to fuss with her snug
dress.
She was not fully awake and was not doing very well. So I rolled her
over,
unzipped her dress and slipped it off her. She wore a black fancy bra
and
black lacy panties. She looked so sweet and sexy I had thought of
things
no boy should have for his mother. She wiggled around and sat up
getting a
hold on me. She mumbled words that sounded like " God, I need you so
much." Pushing her back on the bed only seemed to send her into a
dreamland of wanton sex and lust. Her hands were grabbing at my belt.
I
knew she was reliving a time and place that did not include me.
But she was very quick and maybe I just did not put up enough
resistance.
Her eyes were open but she was not seeing me. I am not sure she was
even
seeing my Dad she seemed to be even farther back than that. She was a
young excited girl wanting sex for pure enjoyment. As I tried to lay
her
back down her bra came up above her breasts. No fifty-four old ladies
should have firm pointed breasts like that. The nipples were firm and
stiff. Mom somehow managed to get my erection free from my fly and was
holding on tight. I was looking at her with lust in my eyes. I seemed
to
give in to the booze in my blood as well.
It started to get all mixed up in my mind. I stood there and let her
drop
my trousers to the floor. Naked from the waist down can make a guy
drunk
or sober go kind of nuts. Almost before I knew it I was laying next to
her. My lips were on her lips. My hands held her tit in one while the
other was pulling her panties down. Everything seemed to just fit
together
as a prize puzzle. I rolled over on top of her and my cock was as if
guided by a strange unseen force plunged into her wet hungry pussy.
No help from either's hands. It just went in so easy I was not sure I
was
up to my balls I her pussy. My body knew however for I was lifting my
weight off her and coming down hard again an again. Mom was screaming
for
more of me. She was clawing at my shirt like a wild cat. If I had not
had
my shirt still on my shoulders and back would have been red with
blood.
Her nails scraped and racked across my clothing. Her legs were high up
nearly to my shoulders. My balls were banging her bare ass with each
stroke.
How many times I pounded into her I have no idea. But I felt my balls
jerk
up under my cock and there was no stopping my flood at this point.
Just as
I shot my first long warm load of sperm into her she stiffen under me.
Arching her thin body to not only receive y hot flow but to give me
her
own climax. We jerked and floundered together till time and space were
no
more. I was off into a world of dreams and pleasures heretofore
unknown to
me. Mom was making sounds and shaking as if to welcome a climax long
held
in check.
I woke when the sun came across my face. Blinking I rose on one elbow.
Mom
was not in the room. A wave of shock and fright filled me beyond
words. I
have known fear in my life but nothing like this. It was a feeling
more
than a known fact. What would I say, what could I say. My god I had
fucked
the lady that gave me life, a lady of the church, a lady whose whole
life
had always been husband and family. I grabbed a hand full of clothes
and
dashed out the door into the kitchen. Mom was standing with her back
to
the counter across the table. She held a cup of coffee. I stopped as
fast
as I had started. I had no words just eye contact for a lifetime or so
it
seemed. I did not see Monica sitting at the other end of the kitchen
table
till she started to laugh. I held my crumpled cloths in front of my
privates. I was dumb founded, stupefied, and just plan caught in the
act.
Monica said, "Gee, Victor Mom was just telling me how she must have
seduced her own son last night while she was drunk." Mom was blinking
tears back while I still was at a loss for words. Mom had wrapped a
cotton
rob about her slim body. My eyes were tracing the out line of her
hips.
When our eyes met again I saw a brightness that was not there only a
minute ago. I walked around to her and took her in my arms. I hugged
kissed her. Mom put her arms around me and she cried. Monica came to
us
and hugged us both.
We three cried and keep hugging. In the confusion my clothing had
dropped
to the floor. Moms rob came open and Monica had a hand on my bare ass.
M
cock came up to attention when I felt a warm hand encircle it. I was
not
sure whose hand it was nor did I care at this point. I kissed Mom at
the
same time my palm came to rest on her breast. She bit my lower lip so
I
bit hers. The grip tighten on my cock I traced Moms arm down to find
it
was her hand on my cock. Monica pushed us back so she could put her
hand
on Moms'. I liked the feel of two hands on my cock. Monica kissed me
and
Mom seemed to slide down between the counter and me. Her mouth was wet
warm as it captured the head of my cock.
Monica said load enough for Mom to hear " I guess I am not the only
cocksucker in this house." A couple of my fingers found their way into
Monica's cunt. She has a large well-used cunt but I like it. My cock
starts to throb as I pull Mom to her feet and kiss he again. Monica
quickly drops down to take over the job. Monica was doing a great job
but
I had other ideas. Pulling Monica by the hair she came to her feet. I
put
arms around each female waist and together we made out way up the
stairs
to the master bedroom.
That was five months ago. Monica is now living with Mr. Ruby while Mom
and
I share the master bedroom. Mom was not as drunk as I first thought
she
was also she had full control of her faculties during our first
adventure.
She was a sly one she was, but we both knew what we wanted. I love my
mother and to this day we enjoy a kind of merriment of lust and desire
mixed with love.