I woke up and rubbed my eyes. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. I looked down and as usual had my throbbing erection pointed straight at me. I decided I had to do something about it and threw my robe on. Trying my best to not show my raging hardon to either my sister or mom I raced down the hall as quickly as possible.

"Where is that little asshole?!" I stopped hearing my mom shout from the kitchen. " sis, have you seen John? He was supposed to be back last night but I haven't seen him come in yet."

"Nope." sis replied. She was coddled too much growing up and it showed. She was 20 and didn't have a care in the world. We fought often cause she always got her way, but what can you do about it?

"I checked his room earlier and he wasn't there. That little bastard needs to hurry up wherever he is and get home." Mom, my 55 year old mom looked very good for having a couple of kids and living almost constantly moving. She was a bit thick but in all the right places in my mind. Had a big wide ass that would be perfect to grab onto and pound away at all night. And her saggy but full tits swaying in her loose top that always seemed to be cut a bit too low.

I slowly walked into the kitchen and poked my head in the doorway. "Hey, Mom. What's up, you called?" She stay hunched over the sink mumbling to herself. I walked closer to her, forgetting for a second about the robe I was holding closed and the huge erection it was covering up. "Ummmm, hey I'm right here." I reached out and grabbed her shoulder. It felt different. I could feel her warmth and every bit of her, but it was like she couldn't feel me. She continued about what she was doing and didn't notice.

"Ughhh, I hate when he doesn't come home. but he is always causing me troubles." She turned around and I saw she had only a nightgown covering her top and it wasn't even closed. Her big tits drooped down and mashed together in the middle, her nipples barely covered by the sheer pink fabric. Then as if I wasn't there she walked right through me and sat down on the dining chair. I guess since she thought I wasn't there she didn't need to cover herself up and she sat there reading the paper with her tits nearly falling out.

I realized something was different and I was practically invisible, no better than that. I could have so much fun with everyone. Mom was sitting right here, my 20 year old sister sis was just in the other room. And that didn't even include everyone else out there to have fun with. Now just where to start?