My mom and my sister

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I'm 20 years old this year, and I don't know what I want to do in the future because my mother can't afford to send me to university. She's very sorry about this, but I don't blame her because she raised my sister and me all by herself, and I firmly believe she will continue to do so. My sister, Sonia, is 18 years old... the prime of her youth, a time when she's growing rapidly. At this age, a girl's heart is most unpredictable; I never imagined she would be so passionate, even I couldn't handle it.

Of course, I found out later. I've been interested in my sister's body for a long time. I've watched her grow up from childhood, knowing every stage of her development intimately. As her older brother, I naturally care about my sister, so some strange behavior isn't surprising. One evening, after my sister finished showering, she didn't notice that the bathroom door was slightly ajar. On the other side of the slit were my excited eyes. Through that slit, I could see her standing in front of the mirror facing the door, drying herself with a towel. She carefully wiped her developing breasts, which looked quite large, snow-white and full, somewhat disproportionate to her 18 years. When she reached her private parts, the towel lingered a little longer, a faint blush rising to her face as she gazed at her reflection in the mirror with a touch of ecstasy. Suddenly, she looked up and saw my lustful eyes staring intently at her body in the depths of the mirror . Instinctively, she raised the towel to cover her breasts and slammed the bathroom door shut.

Satisfied, I left, my mind still lingering on my sister's beautiful, slender, youthful body, my genitals throbbing excitedly inside my shorts. When I was three, my mother and father divorced, so I have absolutely no memory of my father. My mother never heard from him again after that. She tried to find other boyfriends, but none of them seemed to work out, so she gave up and raised us alone. In my eyes, my mother was the most beautiful person in the world; she possessed a figure that most of my friends' mothers envied. I didn't understand why she couldn't stay with any man for long. I had never seen my mother naked, though I often wished for such an opportunity. One evening, my mother was going to work late, leaving me at home to look after my sister—a perfectly normal occurrence. My sister and I squeezed into the break room to watch TV, Sonia sat on the floor, and I comfortably lay on the sofa. I had ordered a pizza beforehand to avoid cooking.

While we waited for the pizza to arrive, Sonia decided to take a shower. But when she returned in her bathrobe, she found me enjoying my pizza and rushed over to snatch a piece. Of course, she didn't notice that as she bent over, her bathrobe opened slightly, and I could see her cute, perky nipples. "Don't get the carpet dirty, or Mom will be angry," I said. She looked up, suddenly noticing me staring at something on her, and immediately realized I was taking advantage of her. She quickly stood up, sat back down, and continued her dinner. I thought I saw a slight smile on her lips—or was I mistaken? It was already eleven o'clock when Mom came home, looking exhausted. I quickly got up and took the package she brought back. "Please sit here, Mom... let me take it," I said to her, "You look exhausted." Mom sat heavily on the sofa, took off her shoes, and rubbed her ankles. I quickly sat down in front of her to help her. "Let me do it, Mom," I said, gently taking her foot in my hand. I gently massaged Mom's toes, then her arch. I looked up and noticed that Mom leaned her head back on the sofa and closed her eyes. At this moment, Sonia said she was going to sleep and went to her room after saying goodnight to us.

I continued to massage Mom's feet, but this time I moved up to her calves, applying a little more pressure and carefully massaging Mom's firm, smooth calves. I heard Mom groan; she must have felt very comfortable doing this. "Mmm... that feels good... you're such a good boy. You always know what Mom needs most." I turned to her other foot, but my eyes lingered on Mom's full thighs. I noticed her skirt had ridden up, vaguely revealing the base of her thighs beneath her panties. I realized Mom wasn't wearing pantyhose, just thin, almost transparent panties. Through these thin fabrics, I could clearly see the outline of her pubic hair. A surge of heat suddenly rose from my lower abdomen, rushing to my groin and causing it to swell and harden rapidly. My excitement, coupled with Mom's proximity, emboldened me, and I decided to test how much Mom could tolerate. Hoping she wouldn't notice, my hand moved upwards along her smooth, firm calves.

I massaged the muscles of Mom's right calf to relax them, then very, very slowly moved my hand upwards. When my hand reached Mom's knee, perhaps unconsciously, Mom's legs parted slightly, allowing me more freedom to caress her thighs. I slowly stroked Mom's thighs as I pleased, and I could see her genitals more easily. Both my hands moved between Mom's thighs and began to gently caress the inside of her thighs. I looked up and saw that as I stroked the inside of her thighs, my mother's mouth was slightly open, her eyes still closed, but I could feel her begin to writhe restlessly as my hand moved towards her genitals. I boldly rubbed the outside of her panties, and surprisingly, she didn't open her eyes. By now, I understood that my mother actually knew what I was doing, but she had clearly misunderstood, thinking I was just doing it unintentionally.

So I decided to go further and do something to surprise her. I rubbed her entire genitals through her panties, feeling the location of her labia. As I increased the rubbing, I heard her breathing quicken. I slid one finger inside her panties, gently inserting it into her moist vagina, then added another, exploring her secret place in and out. Suddenly, my mother opened her eyes and closed her thighs. I awkwardly turned away, and my mother pulled down her lifted skirt, trying to hide her blushing face. For a long while, neither of us spoke; time seemed to stand still, the atmosphere extremely strange. Sigh, this silence was unbearable. I forced myself to apologize to my mother. I deeply regretted what had just happened. I was such a beast; I had actually disrespected my beloved mother. I was a vile, hopeless scoundrel, and I vowed never to let anything like that happen again. Since it was Sunday, I remembered I needed to do some chores early, so I said goodnight to my mother. She gave me a kiss as usual, and then I went back to my bedroom.

On my way back, I noticed the light was still on in Sonia's room, so I stopped and gently knocked on the door. There was no response. I assumed Sonia was asleep, so I opened the door to turn off the light. Oh, what did I see! I froze. My sister clearly hadn't heard my knocking. She was lying on the bed, knees bent, inserting a large white vibrating dildo into her vagina… I watched, mesmerized, as she pushed the dildo in and out, then rubbed it back and forth against her upturned labia, enjoying the vibrating sensation. Her other hand was constantly kneading her full breasts, while her head swayed from side to side. Judging from her increasingly rapid movements, she was about to climax. I felt my penis begin to throb, and soon it became erect. After what my mother had just done, my penis was even harder.

Watching my sister use the vibrating dildo to amuse herself, I was incredibly jealous. I wished it wasn't the dildo going in and out of her legs, but my rock-hard penis. My sister's hand quickly moved to her buttocks, inserting the dildo into her anus. Her back arched, and the whole bed immediately began to shake violently. She was about to climax, a low moan escaping her throat, the dildo moving in and out of her anus faster and faster. Oh, I can't take it anymore if I keep watching! I quietly backed out, closed the door, and returned to my room. Almost as soon as I entered, I took out my penis and started frantically stroking it, fantasizing that I was vigorously fucking my sister's hot, horny hole.

Afterwards, I cleaned myself up and lay in bed lost in thought. I vaguely heard suppressed moans of pleasure coming from my mother's room next door… The next day, I got up very early, tiptoeing carefully to avoid making a sound… because I knew this was the only day of the week my mother could rest and didn't have to go to work. I went to the garage; there was some work to do. I climbed the work ladder to the top floor to get some tools, as I needed to clean the yard later. As I groped my way around, suddenly a pair of hands grabbed my waist, startling me. Looking down, I saw my mother standing below me, a slight smile on her lips. I didn't want my son to fall; otherwise, no one would massage my ankles like you do. I turned around and suddenly realized the zipper of my jeans was facing my mother's face. The thought of inserting my penis into her mouth flashed through my mind, making me blush with embarrassment. My mother looked at me with some surprise and removed her hands from my waist. As I climbed down the ladder, Mom's hand brushed against my still-erect area; I just hoped she didn't notice. I stepped out of the garage, and Mom followed. "How about barbecue tonight?" Mom asked. I said, "That's a great idea," and went to prepare the barbecue tools. "Come inside quickly when you're done, honey, I have something for you to do," Mom said. "Okay, Mom," I replied.
Mom watched me work for a while before going back inside. A little while later, I finished my work and went back inside to get a drink. Sonia was sitting in the kitchen, seasoning chicken for the barbecue. "Was it good yesterday?" she blurted out as I opened the refrigerator door. My face flushed instantly, but I quickly regained my composure. Good heavens! She must know I was standing at her door last night. "What nonsense are you talking about, little sister?" I said, taking a sip of my drink. "Oh, nothing!" she said, "Really, nothing." I swear, as I left the kitchen, a fleeting smile crossed Sonia's lovely face. I walked past my mother toward the garage, telling her I was going to prepare the barbecue tools. "

Hmm, I think I should help you, so you don't fall," she said, following me into the garage. I climbed onto the workbench, took the tools from my mother's hand, and put them back in their places. Then I felt my mother's hand encircle my waist again, this time I turned my back to her, avoiding the embarrassment of the morning. But I quickly noticed that my mother's hand deliberately moved towards the front of my jeans, stopping at the belt, and then she suddenly unbuckled my belt. I froze, afraid to think further… My penis was throbbing, beginning to swell, wanting to break free from the jeans' confinement. My mother didn't help me hold up my jeans, but deliberately didn't unzip them. I could only stand on the ladder and wait, wondering how far my mother would go, what her true thoughts were, so I could only wait, waiting for my mother to do what I dreamed she would do. My mother pulled down my jeans, revealing my underwear. I felt my mother's hand slip inside my underwear, groping and stopping at my semi-erect penis.

Her slender fingers wrapped around it, gently caressing it. She pulled down my underwear, her head positioned above my buttocks, I could feel her warm breath on my back, and then she began to rapidly rub my penis. I turned around, my hard penis directly facing my mother's sexy mouth. Oh God, this can't be! I thought, but could only let my mother freely caress my rock-hard penis. I twisted my head, trying to shake off this irritating pleasure, but my hands instinctively pressed against the back of my mother's head, guiding her lips to my fully erect penis. Oh, child, we can't do this… um… my mother moaned. I interrupted her, forcing my throbbing glans between my mother's lips. As soon as my penis was fully inside my mother's mouth, she immediately abandoned all pretense and restraint, cupping my bare buttocks in her hands, letting me thrust my penis deep into her mouth. Oh, this can't be a dream, can it? My scheme failed yesterday, but today's events have come so suddenly. My knees trembled uncontrollably. To confirm this, I thrust my hips forward, pushing my penis deeper. I felt my mother's neat teeth gently glide over the surface of my penis, her lips tightly gripping it, completely engulfing it.

I held the back of my mother's head firmly and began to thrust, slowly at first to avoid choking her. My scrotum hung in mid-air, swaying with each thrust. My mother began to squeeze my buttocks hard, groaning loudly, while simultaneously sucking hard on my glans, intensifying its heat. As my penis pierced my mother's hot mouth, I felt her soft tongue gently wrap around it, so pleasurable I almost fell off the ladder. When my penis reached my mother's throat, she could only breathe through her nose. She looked up at me, her eyes pleading. I pressed her face against my groin, my scrotum slapping against her chin… I felt her nose pressed against my pubic hair, her hot breath spraying onto my groin. An intense pleasure surged through my lower body, making me feel lightheaded. I pulled my penis back slightly, observing my mother's reaction. She seemed thoroughly enjoying the in-and-out motion. So I thrust my penis in and out forcefully, pounding into my mother's mouth as if I were penetrating her vagina. "

Oh, Mom, suck harder, suck out my semen," I murmured to myself. Almost immediately, my mother responded with a muffled inhalation. It was like a dream! Although I had all sorts of fantasies about my mother, I never imagined that this moment would become so real. Yes, I was in my own garage, my mother was sucking my penis, I was thrusting into her mouth, and she seemed to be enjoying it… My mother's hands were gently caressing my scrotum, making me feel an irrepressible urge to ejaculate. I felt my scrotum begin to boil, the feeling of being on the verge of death growing stronger. My penis began to tremble, and Mom clearly noticed.

She desperately tried to pull away, but I held her firmly. I thrust my penis deep into Mom's throat, and suddenly, tears welled up in her eyes as she swallowed the milky, viscous liquid I ejaculated. My penis twitched incessantly, and I felt an intense pleasure as I watched Mom completely swallow my hot semen. Mom closed her eyes, sobbing. "Drink it," I said instinctively. I don't know why I said that. My penis was still deeply inserted into Mom's throat, the semen so close to her stomach; no wonder she was in so much pain. My penis throbbed a few more times before finally releasing all the semen. I couldn't believe I could ejaculate for so long; Mom's mouth was full of my contents, some still dripping from the corners of her mouth.

I withdrew my penis, making it easier for her to swallow my semen. After freely expelling all the excess, my penis began to subside and quickly went soft. At the same time, I released my mother's head. She wiped the semen from her chin with the back of her hand, turned, and ran back into the house. I put on my clothes and followed her into the room.
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