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Mom Was a Twin (F-m-teen, inc)
A Story By George

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Aunt Jill is my mom's twin.  As a child, we'd see Aunt Jill two or three
times a year, either when we drove to visit her or when she'd ride the
train to spend time at our house. Aunt Jill loved the train rides, and she'd
always spend the first several hours of her visits telling us about the
trip. I loved to hear the stories and always asked her if I could ride the
train home with her. From the time I was five, she'd always say "next
time, when you're older."

I didn't think mom and my aunt looked like twins. They never dressed the
same, their hairstyles were always different, and Aunt Jill had blond
hair. Whenever I asked about the hair, my dad always remarked "Just look
at the roots, son. Herhair isn't really blond." I never did figure out
what he meant by looking at the roots.

The summer of my thirteenth birthday, Aunt Jill came to visit. We hadn't
seen her in almost two years because she'd been traveling overseas with
her third or fourth husband. When we picked her up at the train station,
she hugged my mom and dad and just stared at me. "My goodness, you've
grown" she remarked as she held out her arms for me to hug her. When she
did, she pulled my face right in the middle of her big breasts with my
nose firmly planted in her cleavage. She smelled really good, and her skin
was soft against my face.

For a week, Aunt Jill walked around the house in her robe or in loose
fitting cotton dresses. My dad was out of town most of the time, so my mom
and Aunt Jill both lounged around and told stories on each other. I
enjoyed listening, and Aunt Jill liked to tell about how bad my mom was as
a little girl. We spent a lot of time outside, and whenever Aunt Jill
stood up, the light would make her cotton dress look almost transparent.
She never wore anything under the dress, and my mom was constantly telling
her to put on some underwear. After awhile, I began to sit behind her and
the sunlight to try and see more of her. I think she and mom both noticed
me doing that, and one time when Aunt Jill went to the bathroom, she
leaned down and whispered in my ear "Are you getting an eye full?"

I blushed and stammered something incoherent as she walked off laughing.
The problem was compounded because I had only recently learned how to
masturbate. I'd caught a couple of glimpses of my mom coming out of the
bathroom with just a towel around her, and I basically had been doing
everything in my power to see as much of mom's body as I could. Whenever I
got lucky enough to get a peek up her dress or down her blouse, I went
straight to the bathroom to jack-off.

One evening I woke up needing to piss and feeling thirsty. After using the
bathroom, I strolled down the hall to get some cold water from the fridge.
Mom and Aunt Jill were still sitting out on the patio drinking wine and
talking. I listened closely when I heard my name. Aunt Jill was talking
about how hard I was trying to see up her dress, and mom told her she'd
caught me jacking-off several times. Right then I decided I'd better learn
to sleep with my door closed.

Mom was saying that she'd also caught me trying to get a look up her dress
pretty often. She had noticed that I would go to the bathroom everytime I
happened to see her half-dressed or sitting with her legs apart. "I bet
you do it on purpose" Aunt Jill commented, and mom giggled a little and
admitted that she had purposely given me a couple of leg shots just to see
how I would react. "Straight to the bathroom to jack-off, I bet" said Aunt
Jill. "Yep" mom said. "He's definitely in the middle of puberty."

The night before Aunt Jill was leaving, I asked my usual question about
going home with on the train. Only this time I didn't get the response I
was expecting. "Well, you're mom and I have talked about that" she said.
"How would you like to spend a couple of weeks with me in the big city?"

I was shocked that she'd offer and that mom and dad would agree. I looked
from mom's eyes to dad's, and both were shaking their heads yes. "Holy
cow, yes" I screamed and jumped up to kiss mom and dad, thanking them for
letting me do something in the summer beside mow lawns for the neighbors
at $2.50 ayard. I scooted down the hallway, yelling after me "I'm going to
pack right now."

The trip was exciting. We would be on the train for almost twelve hours,
and Aunt Jill always traveled in a sleeper car (called Pullman cars back
then). I waved goodby to mom and dad from the window in the observation
car as we left. For anhour I had my face glued to the window, seeing new
things and marveling at how fastthe train moved. I finally leaned back in
my seat and smiled at Aunt Jill as she read a book. I glanced down and
noticed that her legs were crossed and her dress wasabout half-way up her
thighs. I immediately felt my penis getting hard. "Do you like my legs"
she remarked, breaking the silence and startling me that she'd noticed.

"Yes mam" I said, blushing and looking away. "I don't mind you looking"
she continued. "Do you like mine as well as well as your mother's." Once
again I jerked my head up with startled look in my eyes. "What do you mean"
I asked, feeling my boy penis starting to push against my pants.

"Your mom and I talked about you. She knows you've been trying to see her
naked and staring up her dress." I just listened, not letting on that I'd
heard them talk. Aunt Jill laid her book down and turned in the seat with
her legs toward me, uncrossing them as she did. I looked down quickly and
saw the insides of her thighsand gasped a little. She looked around the
car to make sure nobody was close by, thenlifted her dress about six
inches and spread her legs almost a foot apart at the knees. My eyes wear
glued at her thighs when her legs spread apart, showing me hermound of
dark hair. She hadn't worn panties for the trip.

I could only stare in disbelief as she took my hand and laid it on her
right thigh, rubbing it gently up and down her leg. She looked around
again, then told me "touch your Aunt Jill's pussy." My fingers eased
toward the forbidden patch of hair and she scooted toward me at the same
time. When I touched the mound of hair, she spread her legs wider and I
noticed pink skin on either side of the slit between her legs. As I rubbed
her pussy, I felt it getting wet and she whispered "harder."

She grabbed my fingers and stuck two of them inside her, pushing back and
forth with her hips at the same time she pulled my fingers in and out of
the pink hole. Someone walked down the aisle and Aunt Jill jerked around
and pulled herdress down, telling me to sit back. After the man had walked
by, Aunt Jill leaned over and said "Let's go to the pullman car," then
grabbed my hand and practically ran down the aisle to the next car.

With the door locked, Aunt Jill lifted her dress over her head and I got
my first look at a totally naked woman. Her titties were big and round,
with brown nipples that looked the size of a silver dollar. She hurridly
removed my clothes as I stood there motionless, helpless with fear and
anxiety about what was happening.

I had no idea what the normal size for a thirteen year old penis was, but
when Aunt Jill pulled my shorts down, she stopped and looked at my
erection saying"my god you're big." I blushed again, not knowing for sure
if that was good or bad. She laid me down on the bed and startled me again
when she put her mouth on theend of my penis. It felt wet from her saliva
and hot each time she lowered her mouth, taking almost all of it inside
her. It felt great; much better than when I jacked-off. I heard myself
moaning and she lifted her head up to ask if I liked it. I shook my head
yes and smiled. She smiled back and continued.

In about two minutes I felt myself ready to cum. I patted her on the head
and said "Aunt Jill, look out. I'm going to cum." She just kept sucking on
my penis and I couldn't keepp myself from shooting off in her mouth. It
felt so much better shooting my cum in her mouth than trying to hit the
toilet.

When I'd stopped shooting cum, she climbed into the bed with me and sat
straddling my hips. Her hands continued to fondle my penis, which didn't
get soft like it normally did after I'd masturbated. I watched Aunt Jill
lift her bottom and put my penis between her legs as she sat back down on
it. I felt and watched itdisappear inside her pussy. The new feeling was
so good that I moaned again and said "I love you Aunt Jill." She smiled at
me and leaned down to kiss me softly on the lips.

I felt her tongue sticking inside my mouth and I reached up to touch
herbreasts. She was making her hips move up and down, causing my penis to
slip in and out of her pussy. The pussy was really wet and hot, and I soon
felt myself ready to cum again. She sat back up with her hands on my
shoulders and told me "you aresooooo big for a teenager." I smiled proudly
because I could tell from the look on her face and the sound of her voice
that being big was exactly what she wanted.

Aunt Jill started shaking and squeezing my penis with her pussy as she
said rather loudly that I was "such a good fuck." I'd never heard an adult
say that word, especially my aunt or my mom. She looked down at me with
strange eyes as she continued to jerk wildly and asked "I bet you wish I
was your mom right now, don't you?" When she said that, the sight of my
mom's naked butt flashed through my mind. I shot my cum immediately and
starting jerking myself as my mom's naked body sat above me in my fantasy
world.

For two weeks Aunt Jill let me sleep with her and taught me all about sex.
After her last husband left, she'd decided not to get involved with
another man, and she told me I was her new guy. I liked that idea, and by
the time my two weeks were up, I was sure that I was in love with my Aunt
Jill. But her favorite thing when we fucked was to pretend that she was my
mom. She liked me to call her mom and she referred to me as her little boy
or son every time she had a climax.

I slept most of the way home because I'd only gotten about five hours of
sleep each night while at Aunt Jill's house. She wanted to fuck all the
time. Only later in life did I learn to appreciate a woman with that
desire.

Mom and dad picked me up and we drove straight to the airport, where dad
caught a flight for a week-long business trip to Seattle. As mom and I
stood at the gate waiting for the plane to depart, she asked me to tell
her all about my summer vacation at Aunt Jill's house. It was hard to tell
her much, because most of the time I was naked in Aunt Jill's bedroom.

"I bet you got to look up her dress a couple of times" mom kidded me,
looking for a reaction in my face. I waved as the plane taxied away from
the gate and just smiled really big and said nothing. Mom put her arm
around my shoulder as we walked out of the terminal and kept chiding me to
answer her question. "Would I be in trouble if said yes" I asked. Mom
shook her head no and replied "Of course not. I know you're going through
puberty, and your aunt loves to tease men of all ages."

As we drove away from the airport, mom looked over at me suspiciously and
asked "Did your aunt tease you while you were there." I returned the
suspicious look and responded "She didn't really tease me."

At the stop light, mom looked back over and said "Aunt Jill did more than
tease you, didn't she?" I couldn't help but smile real big again as I
shook my head yes and said softly "She taught me about sex." My mother
looked stunned for several seconds. "You mean she told you about sex" she
said to me. "No, she taught me allabout it" I replied.

The car behind us honked and mom drove off. She said nothing for several
minutes, then asked me to tell her exactly what Aunt Jill and I had done.
I replayed the train trip and the two weeks with my aunt. As I told her
about our habit of calling each other mom and son, my mother looked over
at me in disbelief. I expected her to get really mad, but she didn't say
anything. Finally after I'd told her about the whole trip, she asked "Did
you enjoy pretending that she was me?" I touched mom on the arm and
replied "That was the best part, mom. I liked to close my eyes and pretend
it was you."

Once inside our house, mom jerked my suitcase from my hand and dropped it
in the floor. She took my hand and almost dragged me down the hallway to
her bedroom. "Tonight you won't have to close your eyes and pretend" she
said as she hurridly undressed. My cock was so hard that I could hardly
get my jeans down without breaking it. Mom pulled her panties off and
looked up at my penis as I slipped my shorts off. "My god, son. Your cock
is huge."

"That's just what Aunt Jill said" I bragged with a big smile on my face. I
looked at my mother standing there naked and saw that except for the
difference inthe color of their hair (on their heads) that they were
identical twins. I could easily have been standing in Aunt Jill's bedroom
staring at her. I walked over and touched mom's titties. They were the
same size as Aunt Jill's with the same silver dollar-sized nipples. Her
mound of dark pubic hair felt just like Aunt Jill's, and her hips and
thighs looked just the same.

I pushed mom back on the bed and crawled between her legs. "Would youlike
to fuck your son" I whispered in her ear just before nibbling on the lobe.
I felt her trembling as I reached down and put the head of my cock against
her pussy. "Ooooh son" she gasped as I pushed it inside her and pulled her
legs up around my waist like Aunt Jill did. "I love you mom" I whispered
in her ear, and she whispered back that she loved me too.

The only difference between mom and Aunt Jill was that mom liked to govery
slowly. With Aunt Jill, it was go fast and hard and talk dirty. Mom
stroked my skin softly as she rubbed my shoulders and neck and back while
she guided me to a slowgentle pace with our fucking. She kissed my ears
and my cheeks and ran herfingers slowly through my hair. I leaned on my
elbows and put my fingers in her hair and held her like that the entire
time we fucked. Even when she climaxed, mom keptmoving slowly, and when I
finally shot my cum, she forced me to stop movingcompletely so that she
could feel the cum hit the back of her pussy.

We fucked most of the night. Each time I'd cum, mom would roll me overand
suck my cock until it got hard again. Just before dawn, she finally let me
doze off for awhile. I woke up about an hour later with mom sucking on my
cock again. Only this time, she didn't stop when I got hard. I realized
she intended to give me a blow job, so I reached down and held her head as
she moved very slowly, with hermouth and tongue touching my penis very
softly. The sensation was wonderful. My cum just kind of oozed out the end
of my dick as she swallowed it and licked me clean. I realized that my mom
and my aunt truly were identical twins, They both needed lots and lots of
sex.

I'll be twenty-two this summer. As with every summer since my
thirteenth birthday, I'm spending a couple of weeks with my Aunt Jill. Mom
always gets jealous when I leave, but my returns are always a night-long
fuckfest, since I plan the return trip to coincide with one of dad's
business excursions. I've been sleeping with them both ever since Aunt
Jill taught me about sex. My mom is talking about leaving dadand moving in
with Aunt Jill, insisting of course that her baby boy will have to move
with her. My cock aches just thinking about that!
