Incest in an ordinary family

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As I lay in bed that night, I wondered if my sister would come over. If she didn't, I'd have to eat at the buffet; I couldn't go to her room because Mom, my sister, and my younger sister slept together. I waited and waited, almost falling asleep, but my sister still hadn't come. I couldn't wait any longer and got up to check the living room. When I got there, I found Mom sitting there, seemingly lost in thought. I went over and sat next to her. She asked if I couldn't sleep either. Actually, I was very sleepy, but I still said I couldn't sleep. Mom held my hand and smiled, saying, "How can someone so young not be able to sleep?" I jokingly said I couldn't sleep without Mom by my side. As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted them. Several years ago, such words might have been playful banter with Mom, but now they felt incredibly frivolous. I thought Mom would probably be angry again. But to my surprise, Mom wasn't angry at all; instead, she smiled and said, "Can't you handle it yourself?" I was stunned for a moment. Was Mom no longer angry with me? But so many years had passed, and she'd always maintained a normal mother-son relationship with me. Why was she talking like this now? Had she stopped being angry with me? Had she lifted the taboo? I thought to myself, if that were really the case, I had to seize the opportunity to break down her defenses. What if she was just temporarily changing her mind, and I missed the chance? Who knew when the next opportunity would come? So I hugged Mom's waist, kissed her cheek, and said I wanted to sleep with her. Mom laughed and said she was so old and still interested? I said of course I was, and all I'd ever thought about was being with Mom. Mom said I hadn't changed, I was still the same. I didn't care what she meant by "then," it didn't matter. I whispered in Mom's ear that we should chat in my room. Mom glanced at me with the whites of her eyes but didn't answer. Seeing my chance, I forcefully pulled Mom into my room. After locking the door, I immediately hugged Mom and kissed her passionately. Mom looked a little shy and kept trying to avoid me. My hands began to roam, taking off Mom's clothes one by one. Mom readily let me undress her, unlike before when she was afraid of being seen by others. Soon Mom was completely naked. I helped her to the bed and laid her down, then I took off my own clothes and got into bed. The first thing I did after getting into bed was to kiss Mom all over her body, then give her oral sex. Perhaps it had been too long since we'd done it, Mom's reaction was quite intense; her whole body was trembling, but she held back from making a sound, though I could tell from her nasal tone that she was very excited. While giving Mom oral sex, I moved my lower body towards her head, bringing my penis right in front of her eyes. Mom automatically grasped my penis and put it in her mouth. It had been so long since I'd received oral sex; it felt so good. Before long, I couldn't hold back anymore, rolled over, spread Mom's legs, and thrust inside. Like old lovers reunited after a long time, I thrust and pumped wildly, and Mom moaned repeatedly as I penetrated her. This time, it didn't last long before I ejaculated. After ejaculating, I lay on top of my mother and hugged her. She kept kissing me, just like before. After a while, I got up to let her catch her breath. She was afraid someone would come in, so she put her clothes back on. Then we sat on the bed together and chatted. She asked if I was angry with her for not being intimate with me for the past few years. I said no, but I did miss her. She hugged me and talked for a long time, sharing her feelings. She did miss me, but she couldn't find a way to express it. She asked if she had aged a lot. By then, she was over forty and had indeed aged. I didn't say anything. She said she knew she was getting old and her looks had faded, and she thought that even if she wanted to, I probably wouldn't be interested anymore. She was older than before, but she could still excite me. I kissed her and whispered in her ear that I wanted more. She laughed happily, told me to lie down, and then began kissing my entire body, from head to neck to chest, finally stopping at my penis and sucking on it. Then Mom took off her pants, straddled me, and started doing it in a woman-on-top position. I was so surprised because Mom is always very passive and shy. I sat on top of her and rocked up and down, pulling open Mom's clothes to expose her breasts. Her exposed breasts swayed up and down with the movements, looking incredibly sexy. I was afraid Mom would get too tired, so I also rocked up and down. Soon Mom reached her climax, panting heavily as she lay on top of me. I flipped Mom over and vigorously fucked her pussy in my favorite doggy style, then switched to the doggy-style position. We tried many different positions until we were both exhausted, and Mom gave me a blowjob. After resting for a bit, Mom quickly went back to her room. I felt sticky, so I went to the bathroom to take a shower. Unexpectedly, I ran into my sister at the bathroom door. She mysteriously pulled me back to my room. Once back in my room, I asked my sister why she was being so mysterious, and she said that she had seen everything I had done with Mom. I was a little surprised, but not nervous, because I'd already slept with my sister. She said she'd originally planned to come see me that night, but Mom beat her to it. She asked if I still had energy, and I said yes. So she told me to take a shower first, and she'd wait for me in the room. I showered and went back to the room; my sister was sitting on the bed. I closed the door, got into bed, and told her that Mom and I had done it twice, and my penis was a little tired, so I wanted her to give me a blowjob to get it hard. Without a word, she pulled down my pants, grabbed my penis, and put it in her mouth. It felt just as good as Mom's, but my sister's tongue was more skillful, much better than Mom's. I got hard quickly, and then I took off my sister's clothes. When I spread her legs, her vagina was already very wet. I held my penis and inserted it. My sister moaned with pleasure, and I quickly covered her mouth, telling her to be quiet. Since it was the third time, it took a long time to ejaculate, and finally, both my sister and I couldn't take it anymore. My sister asked if I wanted to try anal sex, and I was shocked. Of course I wanted to! So I asked her if it was really okay, and she said yes. She said her husband had anally penetrated her before, but his penis was much smaller than mine, and she said to be careful. So I flipped her over into a doggy-style position, smeared some saliva on her anus and my glans, and then tried to insert my penis into her anus. Maybe it was because I lacked experience, or maybe it wasn't lubricated enough, but I just couldn't get it in, and it hurt my glans. Eventually, I couldn't take it anymore and had to give up. In the end, to ejaculate, I had to insert it into her mouth and thrust until I ejaculated. After ejaculating, my sister said her mouth was very sore and painful, and her throat felt like it was going to vomit because of the pressure I had put on her; she probably wouldn't be able to eat anything the next day. So every night I had sex with my mom and sister, my mom in the first half, my sister in the second half, and I slept during the day. After spring break, when I went back to school, sometimes my sister would come to see me, and then we would find a hotel for another round. My sister said my sexual ability was much stronger than her husband's, and my penis was much bigger too. I didn't disappoint my sister; I always brought her to multiple orgasms, her moans deafening. My sister's moans were far superior to my mother's. My mother also moaned, but very subtly and restrainedly. My sister was completely unrestrained, moaning loudly and obscenely, uttering all sorts of lewd and disgusting words, sometimes even ejaculating from those moans. After many attempts, I finally succeeded in penetrating my sister's anus. I put on a condom and applied baby oil, including to her anus, even inserting my fingers inside. Then I slowly inserted it, making her grimace and scream, but I was in the heat of the moment and didn't care, thrusting wildly until I ejaculated. Afterwards, my sister blamed me for not being gentle enough, saying it took her several days to recover from the pain. I think she underestimated my precious penis, thinking it was as short as her husband's. But penetrating her anus was incredibly pleasurable, not because her anus was tight, but because of the feeling—a kind of sadistic feeling. After that, every time I had sex with my sister, I would ask for anal sex, but she wouldn't always agree. I became addicted to anal sex with my sister, and one time I even considered doing it with my mother. I asked my mother if anal sex was okay, but she didn't understand. I explained it to her, and she found it unbelievable, thinking that inserting a penis into the anus was too strange. No matter how I explained it to her, it didn't work. Later, I simply rented porn and showed it to my mother when no one was home. My mother was dumbfounded, thinking that inserting such a large penis into her anus was just a stunt, not normal sexual behavior. I told my sister about it, and she said that we should tie my mother up together and let me have my way with her. I knew my sister was joking, but I was somewhat tempted to do it. The affair between my sister and me couldn't be kept secret for long, probably because my sister and I were too brazen, and my sister's moans were very loud. My father sleeping on the first floor might not be a problem, but my mother's room was only separated from mine by the bathroom. If my mother or sister got up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night, it would be easy to be discovered. But my sister wasn't too worried about being found out by Mom and my younger sister, because Mom and I had been having sex for many years, so at worst, mother and daughter would both find out. It didn't matter if my younger sister found out either, because my sister and my younger sister were always the closest, and even during the divorce, my younger sister was the only one on her side in the whole family. Given how brazen we were, of course we were found out, and Mom was the first to find out. Mom got up in the middle of the night to go downstairs for a drink of water and heard my sister moaning in the hallway. Mom listened outside my room, then went back in and found my sister wasn't in bed, so she was certain that my sister and I had been having sex in the room. The next day, when my sister went to work, Mom came to my room and asked me. I had just finished washing up and was spacing out in my room. Mom came in and sat on the edge of the bed, asking if I had been having sex with my sister the night before. My heart skipped a beat, but I quickly calmed down, because I knew that Mom or my younger sister would find out sooner or later. So I admitted it. Mom didn't say anything, and couldn't say anything, because Mom herself had a very close sexual relationship with me, and her moral compass was no longer valid. Mom sighed and asked how long it had been, and how close we were to incest. I realized Mom was jealous because my sister was younger, prettier, and had a better figure than her. From any angle, in terms of the qualities of a sexual partner...My sister is better than Mom. Mom knows this, of course, so she's jealous. I looked at Mom closely and realized she's really aged. The wrinkles on her face are increasing day by day, her skin is slowly becoming rough and losing its luster. Her figure is also out of shape; her lower body has become bloated, and her breasts have shrunk and sagged. But I still think Mom is very sexy, and she still excites me. Maybe I have a fetish; I feel especially excited when I have sex with my own mother. Mom didn't say anything, but I knew what she wanted to say. I hugged Mom and told her I still love her very much. Mom asked if I would still have sex with her in the future, and I said I would as long as Mom was willing. Then Mom left. I was very sad. I would rather Mom scold me, but now it seems like Mom is afraid that I will have a new lover and then ignore her. I understand this feeling of fearing the loss of a loved one very well, so I feel particularly heartbroken. That day, during my afternoon nap, I went to Mom's room and had sex with her for almost the entire afternoon, lying down, prone, kneeling, sitting, standing—using almost every position I could think of. From the room to the bathroom, to the stairwell. Mom had one orgasm and I had another, and I also ejaculated several times. After dinner, Mom privately told me that I should stay with my sister that night, but I should take care of myself. When my sister came to my room that night, I told her what had happened. My sister said she wanted to talk to Mom, but I said it was best not to because my sister was sleeping in Mom's room. My sister said we could talk in my room then. I didn't care; since everything was out in the open, it was better for everyone to talk it out than to keep it bottled up inside. So my sister invited Mom to my room, and the three of us started talking. My sister did most of the talking, and I sat there feeling a bit invisible. The conversation was very calm, because the two women were somewhat in the same boat; both of them had partners who couldn't perform sexually and had sexual needs. In the end, they agreed to maintain their current relationship, but not to make me too stressed. Oh, finally they remembered me. Then Mom smiled and told my sister and me to go to bed early and not stay out too late, and then she turned and went back to her room. Just then, I suddenly thought, why not have a threesome? So I whispered to my sister that we should have Mom join us. My sister laughed and said I wanted to kill two birds with one stone, then she chased after Mom and pulled her back. As soon as they came in, I locked the door. Mom asked us what we were doing, confused. My sister told Mom that we needed two women to serve one man. Then we started taking off Mom's clothes, and I helped my sister. Mom struggled and said she was embarrassed, but soon all her clothes were off. Then my sister and I also took off our clothes, and the three of us squeezed onto my bed and started playing. My sister said Mom was tired and that I should do Mom first. But Mom said she had already done it many times that afternoon and that I should do my sister first. I saw them pushing each other back and forth, so I decided that Mom would go first. I lay down and asked Mom to straddle my head while I gave her oral sex, while my sister gave me a blowjob from below. When I got hard, Mom's vagina was wet, so I asked Mom to lie down and spread her legs, and I started to fuck her. While I was fucking her, my sister also helped me push her buttocks, and sometimes when she pushed too hard, Mom would scream. My sister pushed me away for a while, then stopped, sat next to Mom, and started kneading Mom's breasts. Then she took Mom's nipple into her mouth. Mom, being attacked from both sides, trembled with pleasure, moaning repeatedly. My sister started kissing upwards, Mom's shoulders, neck, cheeks, and finally, mouth to mouth. Mom was probably so overwhelmed with pleasure that she couldn't tell who was who, and she and my sister started passionately kissing, their lips meeting, their tongues entwined, even more passionate than when they kissed me. Mom had several orgasms, her mind starting to wander. The vaginal fluids flowing from her vagina soaked the sheets, even my testicles and thighs. Seeing that Mom was almost done, I thought it was time to switch with my sister. I pulled out my penis and told my sister to doggy style, while I penetrated her from behind. My sister had probably been waiting too long; as soon as I entered, she cried out. I quickly covered her mouth, startling even Mom and bringing her back to her senses. I was vigorously thrusting into my sister's vagina, while Mom, not wanting to be left out, was rubbing my sister's breasts. However, my sister's breasts weren't very big, and although Mom's breasts were a bit saggy, they still looked bigger than my sister's. I kept changing positions and held back from ejaculating because I wanted to continue fucking Mom and then ejaculate inside her vagina.

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