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Mother and daughter have lesbian sex while son watches.
Revised, rewritten, and continued from Chapter 02:
After seeing all that he saw and hearing all that he heard, filled with incestuous, sexual desire for his mother, Christine, more than he ever felt before, Brett couldn’t stop thinking about her. After successfully spying on her undressing to masturbate herself, without her knowing that he was there watching, she unwittingly gave him a striptease that culminated in her giving him a masturbation show. As if replaying a looping video feed over and again of her undressing and masturbating through his horny, virginal mind, he had plenty to masturbate over now.
There at the right place and at the right time, he saw more of his mother than he ever did before. Now that her sexual dalliance with herself was over, he was enthralled with his mother. He thought about his mother removing her pants to expose her panties. He thought about her removing her blouse to expose her bra. He thought about her in her low-cut bra and her white, bikini panties. Something he’d never be bored seeing, he loved seeing his mother in her sexy underwear.
Not done there, he thought about her removing her bra to expose her naked breasts. He thought about his mother topless and seeing her big, shapely tits. Finally, he thought about her removing her panties to expose her brown, trimmed pussy. He thought about his mother naked. Then, watching her masturbate herself, having never seen or heard her masturbating before, he thought of her masturbating herself. If seeing her naked and masturbating wasn’t enough, she was masturbating over him.
‘Naked, I saw my mother naked while she masturbated over the thoughts of having sex with me,’ he thought.
If seeing his mother naked wasn’t enough to sexually excite him and make him crazed with incestuous lust, he couldn’t stop thinking about his MILF of a mother masturbating herself. He thought about her calling his name. He thought about her wanting him to stick his hard prick in her wet pussy. He thought about her wanting to fuck him. He thought about her wanting him to stick his stiff prick in her warm mouth. He thought about her wanting to blow him and cum in her mouth.
He sexually and incestuously thought about his mother in the way that he never thought about his mother before. Even though he believed that he had more of a chance of having sex with his mother now than he ever did before, he wondered if she’d really have sex with him. He wondered if she’d make him her lover. If she agreed to have sex with him, more than just allowing him to touch and feel her through her clothes while kissing her, he wondered if she’d allow him to strip her naked and make love to her before fucking her.
While imagining her seeing his naked prick and staring at his naked prick, he imagined her stroking his naked prick. Maybe all just sexually excited talk, he wondered if she’d really blow him. If she did suck his cock, he wondered if she’d allow him to cum in her mouth and swallow his cum. After cumming in his mother’s mouth, he’d love to give her a cum bath. He’d love to cum all over her face, in her hair, and across her naked breasts.
Possibly, him seeing her naked and watching her masturbating herself over him was nothing more than a lucky fluke and wouldn’t amount to anything. Yet, now that he knows she sexually wanted him, maybe this could amount to so very much more. Not really believing it would ever happen, yet, he hoped his mother wanting him to fuck her and her wanting to blow him would lead to her fucking him and blowing him. His sexual fantasy come true, he hoped that after his mother revealed her sexual attraction to him by masturbating over him was the start of something sexually beautiful.
Always believing that those mother and son sex videos he watched on his computer weren’t real, now, after seeing and hearing the forbidden, sexual lust his mother had for him, he knew differently. Now, he knew that just as some sons are sexually attracted to their mothers, some mothers are sexually attracted to their sons. Now, he knew that his mother sexually wanted him as much as he sexually wanted her. Only, with him a sexually inexperienced virgin and with him treading on forbidden ground, he didn’t know what to do with that information.
‘Now that I know that she masturbates over me, sexually wants me, wants me to fuck her, and wants to blow me, what do I do,’ he thought? ‘How do I sexually seduce my mother? Do I just approach her? Do I tell her that I saw her strip herself naked? Do I tell her that I watched her masturbate over the thoughts of having sex with me? Maybe I should just appear before her naked and allow her to take my sexual destiny in her motherly hands, mouth, and pussy.’
# # #
With his mother always working and his father and sister always around, he could never get her alone. Today, with her taking the day off from work, was a rare occasion. Today, after feeling her beylikdüzü otele gelen escort out, maybe he could make his sexual move on his mother. Today, while watching to see if she’s still horny, sexually frustrated, and still wants to have sex with him, maybe she’d fuck him and suck him. Maybe today would be the start of their forbidden, incestuous relationship.
Unable to stop thinking about his mother stripping naked and masturbating over him, he’d love to be his mother’s lover but what if his father found out about their sexual affair? How embarrassing would that be for his father to know that he was having sex with his mother? What if his sister suspected that he was having sex with their mother? How embarrassing would that be for his sister to know that he was having sex with his mother? It’s one thing to masturbate over her but it’s quite another thing to actually have sex with her.
How would he ever explain that he loved his mother not in the way that a son loves his mother but how a man loves a woman? Without coming across as a pervert, how would he explain that he wanted to have sex with his mother in the way that she obviously wanted to have sex with him? Unless his mother came to his defense, no one would believe him. Yet, if his mother defended him by telling his father about her forbidden, sexual lust for him, she’d be jeopardizing their marriage.
Still, even if he was discovered having sex with his mother, it would be well worth the backlash from his father and/or sister if ever they suspected they had sex. If only just once, good while it lasted, he was willing to run the risk of being discovered having an incestuous, sexual affair with his mother. Based on his mother masturbating over him, with his mother seemingly a willing co-conspirator and, hopefully, an incestuous sex partner, perhaps, she’d cover for him should they be suspected of having forbidden sex.
Only, nowhere even close to being there yet, perhaps, her masturbating over him wasn’t as perverse as he thought. Maybe her masturbating over him or anyone else was normal. Perhaps, her masturbating over him was nothing more than her sexual fantasy and something that she’d never take the next sexual step and do. Maybe her sexual thoughts of sucking him and fucking him were nothing more than just thoughts, albeit forbidden thoughts. Alas, something she’d never do, perhaps masturbating over him while wanting to suck him and fuck him was as far as she’d go.
In the way that he’d have reservations about having sex with her because she was his mother, perhaps, she’d have reservations about having sex with him because he was her son. Just as a son should never have sex with his mother, a mother should never have sex with her son. Indeed, he’d have a better chance of having sex with her if she was his MILF of a stepmother or the sexy mother of one of his friends.
Perhaps, after he made a fool of himself by making a sexual pass at her, after telling her all that he saw and heard, she’d never go through with having sex with him. Maybe she’d be too embarrassed. Maybe he’d disgust her by revealing his sexual attraction to her. An illicit line they should never cross, leaving it at that, perhaps, it was enough that he saw his mother naked and masturbating herself.
With him having plenty to masturbate over now, it’s enough to know that his mother sexually wanted him as much as he sexually wanted her. It’s enough to know that she wanted to blow him and allow him to cum in her mouth. It’s enough to know that she wanted him to fuck her and allow him to cum in her pussy. If nothing else sexually happened between them, now that he saw her naked and masturbating, at the very least, he could imagine his mother more clearly as his forbidden lover.
# # #
Brett retired to the privacy of his bedroom. He slowly stroked himself while recalling his mother in her bra and panties. He slowly stroked himself while thinking about his mother topless. He continued stroking himself while remembering his mother’s beautiful, naked body. While continuing to stroke himself, he remembered watching her feeling her naked tits and fingering her erect nipples.
As much as he loved his mother, he loved his mother’s big, shapely tits, her round, firm ass, and her brown, trimmed, naked pussy. As much as he loved his mother, he loved her even more when she was naked. He still couldn’t wrap his head around seeing his mother naked and masturbating herself while calling his name. He still couldn’t wrap his head around his mother sexually wanting him as much as he sexually wanted her.
‘My mother wanted to have sex with me. She wanted to blow me. She wanted me to cum in her mouth. She wanted me to fuck her. She wanted me to cum in her pussy,’ he thought. ‘My mother masturbates over me in the way that I masturbate over her.’
Having second thoughts about remaining silent, maybe, he should have made his presence beylikdüzü rus escort known. Maybe he should have approached her. Maybe he should have let her know that he saw her naked and heard her masturbating. Only, frozen in place, just as he couldn’t believe what he was seeing, he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
‘I wonder what she would have done if I had coughed or sneezed,’ he thought.
Maybe, he should have walked over to her, touched her, and felt her naked body while she was masturbating herself. As she wanted him to do, maybe he should have stuck his cock in her mouth and put a heavy hand behind her pretty head. Maybe he should have fulfilled her wish and had her blow him. Maybe he should have mounted her and slid his cock in her pussy. Maybe he should have fucked his mother. With her home alone, maybe they’d already be having sex now if he did.
He wondered if she’d have continued masturbating herself if she saw him standing by the couch watching her. He wondered if she’d have allowed him to touch and feel her naked breasts while she stroked his naked prick. With her legs spread wide with one foot on the floor and her other foot thrown over the back of the couch, he wondered if she’d have allowed him to finger her pussy while licking her pussy. With him fingering her, licking her, and/or fucking her, he wondered if she would have allowed him to watch her cum.
Regretting that he remained silent, did nothing, and hadn’t confronted her, he wondered what she would have done if he did. He wondered if she’d have allowed him to make love to her before fucking her. He wondered if she’d have sucked his cock and allowed him to cum in her beautiful mouth. Had he confronted her, he wondered if he’d be having sex with his mother now instead of just masturbating himself, yet, again.
‘I love you, Mommy,’ he thought while cumming in a wad of tissues.
Later that evening while still thinking of his mother naked and masturbating while calling his name, he watched mother and son incestuous sex videos without the sound. Imagining those mothers were his mother and those sons were him, he slowly stroked his cock while imagining having incestuous sex with his mother. Then, as if imagining what he was hearing, he heard something coming up through his vent from downstairs. An unmistakable melodious sound, he heard his sister laughing.
Late at night, he figured she’d be in bed sleeping. With him unable to sleep, as shocking as it was sexually exciting, all he could think of was what he saw his mother doing and what he heard her saying that morning. Now, curious to know why his sister was up so late and what she was doing, in the way that he crept downstairs to spy on his mother this morning, he crept downstairs to hopefully spy on his sister tonight. In the way that his mother was this morning, wouldn’t it be something if his sister, Emma, was naked and masturbating herself too?
‘I’d love to see my sister naked in the way that I saw my mother naked,’ he thought.
Maybe she was talking on her phone to one of her many boyfriends while touching and feeling herself. Maybe she was wearing one of her short, sheer, low-cut, and sexy nightgowns that their father bought her. Ever so slowly, without making a sound, he quietly walked down the hall and eased his way downstairs. Instead of walking downstairs, he slowly slid his body down the stairs head first while holding on to the bottom of the banister. As if he was a snake in the Garden of Eden to catch Eve naked, not wanting to be detected, he slithered down the hall stairs.
As if his eyes were surveillance cameras over a department store dressing room watching women undress and dress while trying on clothes, he stopped when he saw his sister sitting across from his mother. As if they were having an Indian powwow or a picnic, instead of sitting on the sofa or on a chair, they both sat in the middle of the living room floor on a blanket. As if they had just consumed peyote or some other hallucinating drug and didn’t know where they were and/or what they were doing, they were naked.
‘Emma is naked. I can’t believe my sister is naked. I can’t believe my mother is naked with my sister. I can’t believe they’re both naked. I wish my mother and sister would get naked with me,’ thought Brett. ‘I’d love to be naked with my mother and sister.’
Not only was his mother naked again but also his sister was naked now too. In the way that he couldn’t believe he was seeing his MILF of a mother naked, he couldn’t believe he was seeing his sexy sister naked too. He committed his sister’s naked body to memory to masturbate over later as he had already committed his mother’s naked body to memory from this morning. He stared at his naked sister in the way that he stared at his naked mother. With them nearly having the same beautiful bodies, they looked more like sisters that they looked like mother and daughter.
As beylikdüzü türbanlı escort if they were telling one another secrets, they talked softly while whispering, giggling, and laughing as they drank wine. In the way that he wished he could do with his mother, his sister played with his mother’s pubic hair while she fingered her daughter’s nipples. Is this what women do when they’re alone and drinking wine? They looked more like lesbian lovers than they did mother and daughter.
‘What in the Hell are they doing? Why are they naked,’ he thought?’ Something that sexually aroused him, their bodies glistened with perspiration as if they had just finished exercising. ‘Why is my sister playing with my mother’s pubic hair and why is my sister fingering my mother’s nipples? Did they just have sex? Did I just miss them having lesbian sex?’
Then, something he yearned to do with their mother, his sister did with their mother. They kissed. Giving one another a tight embrace, they French kissed. His mother French kissed her daughter sister and Emma returned their mother’s long, wet kiss with her long, wet kiss.
‘What the fuck? I don’t believe this,’ thought Brett.
Not believing what he was seeing, again, something he wished he could do with his mother and, now, with his sister, he watched them embracing, hugging, and kissing. As if they were lovers, lesbian lovers, instead of mother and daughter, they continued kissing while touching and feeling one another everywhere he wished he could touch and feel his mother and sister. In the way that his mother felt his sister’s tits and fingered her nipples while kissing her, his sister felt his mother’s tits and fingered her nipples while kissing her too. In the way that his mother fingered her daughter’s pussy, his sister fingered their mother’s pussy too.
‘This is frigging unbelievable,’ he thought. ‘In the way that I wish I could have sex with our mother and wish I could have sex with my sister, Mom is having sex with Emma my sister is having sex with our mother. I can’t believe my mother and sister are having sex. I can’t believe my mother and sister are lesbians. I wonder if my Dad knows his wife prefers women to men. I wonder if my Dad knows his wife is having an incestuous affair with their daughter.’
# # #
He looked from his mother and sister to look at an odd contraption on the coffee table. Having never seen one in person before, he recognized it from watching lesbian, porn videos. It was a strap-on dildo, a double-sided strap-on dildo.
‘Were they using that,’ he thought? ‘I can’t believe my mother and sister had sex. I would have loved to see that?’
They must have been fucking one another with that thing. That would explain why their bodies glistened with perspiration. Obviously consumed with the afterglow of sex, that would explain while they were whispering, giggling, laughing, hugging, and kissing. He must have just missed them having lesbian sex.
‘What the fuck,’ he thought? ‘My mother and sister are lesbians. Yet, with my Mom masturbating over me, maybe their bi-sexual.’
Hard for him to believe what he was seeing, he wondered if he was dreaming while sleep walking. He wondered if he had imagined or sexually fantasized what he had just seen. Was his mother really having a forbidden, sexual affair with his sister? Did they really just have lesbian sex? Seriously, c’mon, why else would they be naked, hugging, kissing, and fondling one another’s breasts while fingering their nipples? Why else would there be a strap-on dildo on the coffee table.
‘I wonder when this started. I wonder if my mother masturbates over my sister in the way that she masturbates over me,’ he thought. ‘I wonder if my sister masturbates over my mother in the way that I masturbate over my mother. I wonder if my sister masturbates over me in the way that I masturbate over her.’
In the way that he was tempted to confront her before when his mother was naked and masturbating over him, he was tempted to confront her now that his naked mother was having sex with his naked sister. Even more than just making an appearance downstairs, he was tempted to go downstairs naked. He was tempted to not only show his mother but also his sister his big, erect prick. In the way that he had seen them naked, he wanted them to see him naked too. Yet, with them lesbians, maybe they wouldn’t be impressed by his cock.
Overwhelmed with incestuous lust not only for his mother but also now for his sister, he was tempted to stick his cock in his mother’s mouth before sticking his cock in his sister’s pussy. Yet, now that he saw them naked together and having sex, perhaps, they don’t like men. Perhaps, they don’t like cocks. Maybe his mother and sister are closet lesbians. Maybe they’re bi-sexual and like having sex with men and with women. He wondered again if his father knew that his wife and daughter were having an incestuous affair.
As if he was watching a lesbian porn video or someone else other than his mother and sister, he watched his mother pick up the double-sided dildo to take it in her mouth. His sister moved closer to her mother to insert the other side of the dildo in her mouth too. While careful not to chip a tooth, as if sucking two cocks together, they both sucked on the dildo as if they were having an imaginary foursome.
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