What's your story? Everyone has a story to tell. What's your sexual fantasy? Everyone has a sexual fantasy to share. Tell me. I'd really like to know your story and/or your sexual fantasy.

Since everyone has a unique story to tell, think about it, what's your story? Since no two sexual fantasies are quite alike, think about it, what's your sexual fantasy? Many of my stories are commissioned by fans to write their stories and/or sexual fantasies. I earn my living by writing custom, creative, and personalized stories for fans for a small fee. This story, Mother and Son Swinging Sex, is a true story imparted to me to write for a fan about his family's incestuous, sexual, swinging lifestyle.

Now, the swinging lifestyle, open marriages, and especially incestuous sex certainly may not appeal to everyone and be for everyone. Just as some people would never have sex outside their marriage, some people would never have intimate sex with a stranger never mind having incestuous sex with their own father, mother, son, daughter, sister, and/or brother. Yet, the swinging lifestyle certainly was the perfect scenario for this horny family to not only experience sex with strangers but also to have sex with their own blood related relatives.

A horny MILF of a Mom, Christine, enlisted her 18-year-old, virginal son, Brett, into the swinging and incestuous lifestyle with his sexy sister, Emma, and his domineering father, John. Like father like son and like mother like daughter, Brett blindly followed his parents and his sister in their incestuous, swinging lifestyle footsteps. With his father showing him by example, what young man wouldn't want to emulate his father especially if he was not only allowed but encouraged to have sex with his MILF of a mother and his sexy sister?

Before passing your judgment on this family, think about it. If your father was okay with you having sex with your MILF of a mother and she wanted to have sex with you, would you have sex with your mother? If your father and mother were okay with you having sex with your sexy sister and your sister wanted to have sex with you too, would you have sex with your sister?

Imagine not having to sneak around to hide your incestuous, sexual affairs with your mother and sister. Imagine being able to freely walk around naked in front of your mother and/or sister and them freely walking around naked in front of you too. Imagine washing their backs and soaping their naked breasts while showering with your mother and/or sister. Imagine your mother and/or sister soaping up and stroking your naked cock while showering with them.

Imagine masturbating in front of your mother and sister while they watched and masturbated too. Imagine your mother and/or sister having sex with your friends while you watch and masturbated. Imagine going to a nude beach with your mother and/or sister. While having incestuous sex with your mother and/or sister, imagine having no guilt, no embarrassment, and no remorse, just incestuous, sexual pleasure.

Like father like son, in the way that his father wanted to have incestuous sex with his sexy daughter, Brett wanted to have incestuous sex with his sexy sister too. In the way that Brett wanted to have sex with his sister, Emma, she wanted to have sex with her brother too. Like sister like brother, in the way that his sister wanted to have incestuous sex with her MILF of a mother, Christine, Brett wanted to have incestuous sex with his MILF of a mother too.

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Brett was a virtual masturbation machine. Always masturbating, his record was cumming five times in one day. When he wasn't masturbating over imagining his 40-year-old, MILF of a mother, Christine, naked and having sex with her, he was masturbating over imagining his sexy, 20-year-old sister, Emma, naked and having sex with her.

A loving son to his mother and a caring brother to his sister, he was sexually attracted to both his mother and sister. Why wouldn't he be? He was a horny, testosterone filled, young man. Whether a son, a brother, or a stranger, why wouldn't any man be sexually attracted to his mother and/or sister? They were both sexy, shapely, and drop dead gorgeous.

A virgin who hoped to eliminate that horse collar of a description of him soon, he spent his time spying on anything that he could sexually see of his mother and sister as fodder for his masturbation sessions. When he wasn't spying on and masturbating over his mother in her bra and panties, topless, and/or naked, he was spying on and masturbating over seeing his sister in her bra and panties, topless, and/or naked. More than any other women in the world, he'd love to have incestuous sex not only with his mother but also with his sister.

In the way that most, young men his age love, adore, follow, and have sexual crushes on celebrities, Brett loved, adored, followed, and had sexual crushes on his mother and sister. He loved his mother and sister but not as a son should love his mother and not as a brother should love his sister. He loved his mother and sister as would a man love a woman. Only, his love for his mother and sister was not only forbidden but also incestuous.

'What's wrong with me? I feel so perverted to be sexually lusting over my mother and sister. I'm just horny. I need a girlfriend. I need to get laid,' he thought.

The focus of his sexual attention, especially when masturbating himself, as far as he was concerned, no one was prettier and sexier than his mother and sister. He thought about, had wet dreams, and sexually fantasized over seeing them naked and having sex with his mother and his sister more than any other women. Another one of his reoccurring, sexual fantasies was of watching his mother masturbate herself and/or watching his sister having sex with his mother or his father having sex with his daughter.

'Something I know would never happen but how hot would that be to catch my mother and sister having incestuous, lesbian sex,' he thought. 'If my Mom and/or my Dad had incestuous sex with my sister, maybe my Mom and/or my sister would have incestuous sex with me too. Only, my family's not like that. They're not swingers, moreover, they're not into incest, especially not my Mom,' he thought while lamenting. 'She's modestly moral and not perverted like me.'

Yet, nothing more than a sexual fantasy, just as he knew that he'd never have sex with his mother and/or sister, he knew his sister would never have sex with their mother and/or father. Nonetheless, whether it happened or not, he loved masturbating over imagining having forbidden sex with his mother and/or sister. In the way that he sexually fantasized over them, he wondered if they sexually fantasized over him. How hot would that be for his mother and/or his sister to masturbate over him in the way that he constantly and continually masturbated over them?

'Again, something that would never happen, my mother and/or sister doesn't sexually want me in the way that I sexually want them,' he thought. 'My mother and/or sister, especially my Mom would never masturbate over imagining me naked while having sex with me in the way that I imagine her naked while having sex with her.'

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His mother who once dreamt of being a fashion model and, then, a fashion designer, found her calling as the marketing director, a corporate position for a nationwide, fashion magazine. With all the high-profile, rich, and successful people in fashion and in the horny, sexual musings of a young man, Brett wondered if his mother had ever cheated on his father. With her tempted by handsome and persuasive business men, he imagined her having torrid, secret sexual affairs with Ralph Lauren, Calvin Klein, and/or Tommy Hilfiger.

Only, just as he knew his mother would never cheat on his father, Ralph Lauren, Calvin Klein, and/or Tommy Hilfiger, men who could have sex with any woman in the world, would never have sex with his mother. Yet, how cool would that be for famous, fashion designers to be his mother's lovers. Imagining having a vast wardrobe of designer clothes, he imagined all the clothes he'd get for free. He imagined all the hot models his mother and/or his mother's lovers would introduce to him for sex.

'Wow,' he thought while masturbating himself over imagining having sex with tall, sexy, and beautiful models.

Then, not ending his sexual fantasy there, instead of his mother having sex with a man, he imagined her having sex with a woman. How hot would that be to read about my mother in the tabloids having lesbian sex with famous models? He imagined his mother having lesbian sex with Gisele Bundchen, Heidi Klum, or Kate Moss. He imagined his mother involved in a nationwide scandal of having gay sex with women instead of with men.

Yet, just as he knew his mother wasn't lesbian, he knew many of the top female models weren't lesbians either. Nonetheless, with women more accepting of homosexuality, just as many women have experimented having lesbian sex in college, many female models have experimented with having lesbian sex while traveling on assignment on the fashion circuit. Seemingly, everyone lives secret lives of promiscuous sex and swinging, especially models when traveling. With the rich and famous able to do anything they want at any time they want to do it, who knows what happens behind closed bedroom doors?

One thing he knew for sure, like father like son, his father, a kind, caring, and loving man, had a fetish for sexy lingerie. When he wasn't coming home with low-cut bras, skimpy panties, and sexy nightgowns for his wife, he was coming home with low-cut bras, skimpy panties, and sexy nightgowns for his daughter. What kind of father would buy sexy lingerie for his daughter? Even stranger than that, what kind of daughter would accept sexy lingerie from her father?

'Eww, gross,' thought Brett even though he was sexually excited over his mother wearing sexy lingerie and was sexually excited over imagining his sister modeling her lingerie for their father.

Weird that a father would buy his daughter low-cut bras, skimpy panties, and sexy nightgown, but his sister always thanked her Dad with a kiss on his lips while he patted and squeezed her firm and shapely ass. After watching their loving, yet not so innocent sexual exchange, he wondered what his sister and father were doing behind closed, bedroom doors. He wondered if his father was having forbidden sex with his daughter in the way that he wished he could have forbidden sex with his sister. He wondered if his father was having incestuous sex with his sister in the way that he wished he could have incestuous sex with his mother.

'How hot would that be to not only have forbidden sex with my sister but also to have incestuous sex with my mother,' he thought while masturbating himself, yet, again over the sexual interactions of his father and sister.

Who knows, with him watching so very much porn while masturbating, maybe his mother and sister are having a lesbian affair. Again, with him watching so very much porn while masturbating, maybe his mother, sister, and father are swingers. Maybe his sister is sexually involved in an incestuous threesome with his mother and father. As much as he'd love to watch his sister having lesbian sex with his mother, he'd love to watch his sister having heterosexual sex with his father.

'Nothing more than a sexual fantasy,' he thought. 'As much as I imagine they are and wish they were, my mother, father, and sister aren't swingers?' He laughed. 'There's no way my mother, father, and sister are having incestuous sex. Even if they were swingers, they'd never have incestuous sex. Besides, swingers live in Texas, Florida, New York, California, and Arizona, or in places like Denmark, but not here.'

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With his mother's and sister's lingerie drawers fully stocked, Brett would have to be blind not to know that his father had a thing not only for sexy lingerie but also for his daughter. With his father always hugging his sister while groping her ass and his sister returning his father's hugs with kisses, he'd have to be oblivious to think that they weren't having sex. Besides, if only for his masturbation sessions, he enjoyed imaging his father was fucking his sister and his sister was sucking his father.

'How hot would that be for my father to not only cum in my sister's mouth but also to cum in her pussy too,' he thought while masturbating?

In the way that Brett was sexually attracted to his mother, Christine, his father was clearly sexually attracted to his daughter, Emma. Again, like father like son, not only did Brett have a thing for his sister and his mother but also, he had a fetish for sexy lingerie too, especially panties. As if they were his personal lingerie models, he'd love nothing more than for his mother and sister to give him a fashion show of their low-cut bras, sexy panties, and sheer nightgowns.

Brett loved panties. Whether they were classic briefs, high-cut briefs, hipster, bikini, boy-shorts, tangas, G-strings, or thongs, he loved panties. He loved sexy bras too. Whether they were push-up, balconette, triangle, classic, bandeau, bustiers, invisible, or corsets, he loved bras. With his father a fan of sexy lingerie, his mother and sister had bras and panties in all designs and colors. Only, as much as he loved panties and bras, he loved seeing them on women than hidden away in lingerie drawers.

Whenever his sister and mother weren't home, he went through their lingerie drawers or dirty, laundry hampers. Pulling out a pair of their clean panties and bras or their soiled panties and bras, and masturbating while sniffing them, he loved imagining that he was feeling his mother's shapely ass and tits or fingering his sister's pussy and tits. He licked the crotches of their dirty panties while imagining he was licking their pussies. He sucked the inside of their bra cups while imagining he was sucking their nipples.

In the way that most, young men his age love, adore, follow, and have sexual crushes on celebrities, Brett loved, adored, followed, and had sexual crushes on his mother and sister. A gross understatement, he loved his mother and sister. The focus of his sexual attention, as far as he was concerned, no one was prettier and sexier than his mother and sister. He thought about, had wet dreams, and sexually fantasized over having sex with his mother and his sister more than he did over any other woman.

'I love my mother and my sister but not in the way that a son should love his mother and a brother should love his sister,' he thought. He thought about his mother and his sister naked while having sex with them every time he masturbated himself. 'Something as impossible as forbidden, I wish I could have sex with my mother and/or sister. In the way that I incestuously want them, they'd never sexually want me. If only they'd have sex with me, I'd have sex with them.'

Making himself horny now and ready to masturbate himself again with the thoughts of having incestuous sex with his mother and/or sister, Brett unzipped himself and pulled out his cock. He stroked himself to a bigger and harder erection while imagining his mother and sister naked. Then, stroking himself faster and harder, he thought of having sex with his mother and her willingly having sex with him. He thought of his sister naked while having sex with her and her willingly having sex with him, too.

'I'd love to see my MILF of a mother naked while touching and feeling her everywhere. I'd love to see my sexy sister naked while touching and feeling her everywhere too. Sadly, nothing more than a sexual fantasy, and nothing more than quick flashes of their naked bodies, I'll never see them naked. I'll never touch them and feel their naked bodies anywhere,' he thought.

He continued masturbating himself while imagining them both naked and groping them everywhere that a son should never grope his mother and a brother should never grope his sister. Alas, with him still a virgin, he couldn't wait for the day when he'd have sex with a woman. He couldn't wait for the day when he'd feel her tits and finger her nipples through her clothes while kissing her and rubbing her pussy through her panties. Tired of being a virgin, he couldn't wait for the day when a woman would willingly fondle his cock, stroke his cock, suck his cock, and fuck his cock.

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When he wasn't masturbating, always as horny as he was sexually excited over one thing or another, he was walking around the house while fruitlessly trying to hide an obvious erection. It didn't take much to get him sexually excited, a word, a phrase, an image, or seeing something of his mother and/or sister that he shouldn't see. Seeing a down blouse view of his mother and/or sister's cleavage and bra was enough to make him want to masturbate. Yet, his favorite sight was seeing their panties. He loved seeing up-skirt peeks of his mother's and/or his sister's panties.

'I love seeing their panties,' he thought while enjoying the sudden view of his mother and/or his sister unintentionally flashing him their panties.

Sheer white panties were his favorite. Sheer white panties gave him a clearer view of their pussy mounds, their pussy slits, and their camel toes. Sheer white panties allowed him to see the darker shadow of their dark brown pubic hair. He'd give anything to lick and finger his mother's and/or sister's pussies through their panties. He'd give anything to remove their panties to see their naked cunts.

While comfortable in the privacy of their own home, he loved it when his mother and/or his sister wore their bright white, sheer, bikini panties under a short skirt and didn't pay attention to how they were sitting. He enjoyed sitting across from them as they read or watched television while he focused his attention on what he could see between their knees of their panty clad pussies. As if he dropped something, was fixing something, or pretending he was reading or watching television while lying on the living room floor, he loved it when they walked by him or stepped over him.

He couldn't count how many up-skirt peeks of his mother's and his sister's panties he had seen. Trying not to catch him staring, he loved it when they slowly, seductively, and oblivious crossed their long, sexy, and shapely legs while flashing him their panty clad pussies. Then, when they mindlessly parted their knees while reading or watching TV, he loved seeing their pussy mounds, their pussy slits, their camel toes, and/or the dark brown, pubic hairs that escaped from the sides of their panties. He couldn't count how very many times he masturbated over seeing his mother's and sister's exposed panties.

'Oh, my God,' he thought while sitting across from his mother and sister and enjoying their panty flashing show. 'Two for one. They're both wearing their bright white, sheer, bikini panties today. As if they're unaware or don't care, they're both flashing me their panty clad cunts while reading. I wish I could finger their pussies through their panties. I wish I could lick their cunts through their underwear. I wish I could pull down their panties, rub their clits, and fingerfuck their naked pussies. I can't wait to masturbate over this,' he thought while staring at their exposed panties.

Any time they weren't home, any time he was alone with their lingerie drawers full of clean panties and bras or their laundry hampers full of their soiled panties and previously worn bras, he was in Heaven. He knew every pair of panties and every bra his mother and sister had. By how often they wore them, he even knew their favorite underwear. Whenever he masturbated in his room or in the bathroom, careful not to shoot cum on them, he'd hold and sniff their panties and bras with one hand while masturbating himself with his other hand.

He loved their womanly scents. He couldn't get enough of their musky aroma. While pretending that he was licking their pussies, he'd lick and suck any evidence of their vaginal secretions from the crotch of their panties. While pretending that he was sucking on their nipples, he'd suck the inside of their bra cups. The closest he could get to their naked cunts and naked breasts, he imagined eating and fucking his mother and having sex with his sister while masturbating and holding, licking, and sucking their panties and bras.
A virgin who couldn't wait to have sex with a woman for the first time, he was constantly horny. When he wasn't spying on his MILF of a mother to see whatever he could see of her, he was spying on his big sister. His sister was her mother's younger clone. Instead of being mother and daughter, they could pass as sisters, identical twin sisters. If they still had Ivory soap commercials, the sponsors would hire them to hype their skincare products.

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Last week was Brett's 18th birthday. After having graduated from high school last month, he had finally come of age. No longer a boy, he was a man, albeit a virginal, and horny, young man. He couldn't wait to have a steady girlfriend. He couldn't wait to kiss a woman, French kiss her. He couldn't wait to make out with a woman while feeling her everywhere through her clothes. He couldn't wait to have deeply penetrating and satisfying, orgasmic sex.

He couldn't wait to see, touch, feel, fondle, and suck his first set of naked tits. He couldn't wait for a woman to see his cock, fondle his cock, stroke his cock, suck his cock, and/or fuck his cock. He couldn't wait to cum all over her hand, across her naked breasts, in the mouth, and/or in the pussy of a willing woman. In the meantime, he masturbated while imagining his mother and sister naked and having sex with them. In the meantime, he tried to sneak peeks of his mother and his sister in all manner of undress.

His last summer to hangout after graduating from high school, he'd start college in September. He had a part-time job but that didn't start until next week. His sister worked as a glamour model, a secret job that he didn't find out about until much later. Obviously, his mother and father knew.

She finally confessed to him what she did for work when he caught her looking at photos of herself on her computer. Even though she closed her computer screen as soon as he walked in her room, he caught a glimpse of her posing in her sexy lingerie. He wished he could see his sexy sister in her bra and panties, sexy nightgowns without the modesty of wearing a robe, topless, and/or naked. Instead of having to sneak around to see whatever he could see of his sister, he wished she'd glamorously pose for him.

Now, he understood why his father bought his sister low-cut bras, skimpy panties, and sexy nightgowns. He wondered if his sister modeled her low-cut bras, skimpy panties, and sexy nightgowns for his father in the way she modeled them for her glamour photographer. He'd love to be a fly on the wall to see his sister modeling her sexy lingerie. He'd love his sister to model her low-cut bras, skimpy panties, and sexy nightgowns for him. If only just once, he wished his sexy sister would pose topless or naked for him.

From being fully clothe to modeling in her bras and panties, sexy nightgowns, topless, and even naked, Emma sat and stood for erotic poses while being photographed for various, men's magazines. If only, he knew which magazines she modeled for, he'd go out and buy them. Threatening to tell her friends what she did for a job if she didn't show him her sexy photos, with her unashamed and unembarrassed, she refused to share her sexy photos with him.

"Go ahead and tell my friends what I do for work. I don't care," she said with a shrug. "If anything, they'd be jealous. If anything, they'd wish they had my body and could be glamour models too," she said with as much pride as she said with attitude.

Not wanting to ruin the good relationship he had with his sister, hoping that she'd show him her photos of herself in all manners of undress one day, he didn't betray her confidence to her friends. Instead, whenever alone in the house, he snuck in his sister's room looking for her sexy photos. Unable to find any photos of her anywhere, he looked everywhere, under her bed, under her mattress, in her closet, and in all of her drawers.

No doubt, they were all on her computer. If only he had the password to her computer he'd see his sexy sister in all manner of undress but he had no idea what her password was. If only he had the password to her computer, he'd be masturbating over the photos of his nearly naked sister in her bras and panties, sexy nightgowns, topless, and/or even naked. If only he had the password to her computer, he'd print out her photos and show them to a select few of his friends.

'My friends would pay me good money to see sexy photos of my scantily clad sister,' he thought. 'They all think my sister is hot.'

Since his father knew she was a glamour model and with him buying her sexy lingerie, he wondered if his Dad saw photos of his daughter in her low-cut bras, skimpy panties, sexy nightgowns, topless, and/or even naked. His friends have always voiced their sexual attraction not only to his sexy sister but also to his MILF of a mother. Only, embarrassed for them to know, they had no idea that he was sexually and incestuously attracted to his mother and sister too. They had no idea that he masturbated over his mother and sister every day. They had no idea that he wished he could have sex with his mother and/or his sister.

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Today, with no other place that he'd rather be, her day off from work, he was home alone with his MILF of a mother while his sister and father were at work. In the way that he wished he could have sex with his sexy sister, he wished he could have sex with his shapely mother. Obviously, with his mother thinking that he had gone out early with his friends, something he typically did on a sunny, summer day, he was still up in his room.

So as not to disturb her, something he seldom did, he quietly played video games without the sound. It wasn't as much fun playing video games without sound. Yet, willing to sacrifice his video gaming pleasure for his sexual perversion, he enjoyed sneaking around the house without his mother knowing that he was home. Hoping that she'd think she was alone, perhaps, he'd see something of his mother that he shouldn't see.

Bored and horny, tired of playing soundless video games, he crept around the house to see what his mother was doing. In the way that he wished his mother would deliberately expose her naked body to him, he'd love to expose his naked cock to his mother. Only, just as what kind of mother would deliberately expose her naked body to her son, what kind of son would flash his naked cock to his mother?

Even if he flashed her his stiff prick while making it appear accidental or unintentional, as soon as he developed an erection, she'd know that he was deliberately, perversely, and incestuously flashing her. Something he couldn't control or hide, he always had an erection. Even if she looked or even stared at his naked prick, what if she told his father? What if she told his sister that her brother is a pervert and to be wary of him?

Nonetheless with him horny and needing to masturbate, he was hoping to see something, anything, of his mother that he shouldn't see. Hoping she was still in bed, he'd love to spy on his mother sleeping. With her nightgown in disarray after kicking off the covers, he'd love to see her panty clad ass or her naked ass. Only, impossible to spy on her, her bedroom door was always closed and there was no keyhole in the door.

He'd love to see his mother in her bra and panties, topless, and/or naked. Perhaps, she was in her bedroom dressing or undressing. Tempted to do so, while making himself horny, he'd love to barge in her bedroom without knocking under the false pretense that he had something important to tell her.

Perhaps, she was taking a shower. He imagined seeing his mother's naked body through the steamy, glass, shower door. Between the noise of the shower and the bathroom fan, she may not hear him crack open her bathroom door. Yet, she certainly would feel the cool air rushing in the bathroom.

Perhaps, she was taking a bath, a luxurious and relaxing bubble bath. Pretending that he had to pee and couldn't make it downstairs before peeing himself, he'd love to barge in her bathroom to see her naked. He'd love to sit with her and talk to her while her nakedness was temporarily concealed with bubbles. One by one, as if she was a stripper on stage, he'd watch the bubbles burst while revealing more of his mother's naked body.

While constantly masturbating over her, he continually played every sexual scenario in his head on how to see his mother and/or his sister without their clothes. With peeping on his horny mind, he crept around the house as if he was a burglar. When not finding her upstairs, he quietly headed downstairs. Not making a sound, he took care not to step on the stairs that creaked. Instead of walking all the way down the stairs, not wanting her to know that he was there, he stopped and sat on the stairs to survey the living room.

The living room was dark. She hadn't opened the drapes yet. With today promising to be another hot day, she kept the room darkening drapes in the living room closed. If she was in the living room, until his eyes adjusted to the darkness and with there not a light on downstairs, he couldn't see her. With her not in the living room, maybe she was still in bed or in her bedroom dressing.

With today another, bright, sunny day, maybe she was already outside sunning herself in her bikini. While imagining what she looked like in her underwear, he loved seeing his mother in her sexy bikini. Seemingly so innocent until his erection confessed his inappropriate, sexual intentions, while imagining she was in her sexy underwear or naked, he loved hugging his mother when she was wearing her bikini. She had a beautiful body. She had as good of a body as his sister. So soft, yet so firm. With her big tits and rounded ass, her body was as shapely as it was sexy.

'Maybe she's lying out back topless,' he thought while sexually exciting himself even more. 'Maybe she's lying out back and sunning herself naked,' he thought while starting to get an erection. 'How hot would that be to spy on my mother sunning herself topless or even naked?'

One of his favorite things to do was sneaking up on her while staring at all that she was showing and all that he could see. Unable to get enough of the sexy sight of his mother, he'd love nothing more than to see his mother topless and/or naked. While watching her from his bedroom window where she couldn't see him and without her knowing he was there watching, he loved masturbating over seeing his topless and/or naked mother sunning herself.

Only, careful not to expose herself to him, whenever she was naked or topless outside, with a small hand towel covering her naked ass, she was always lying on her stomach and not on her back. Then, when she was lying on her back naked, she had a hand towel across her big tits and another hand towel folded on her naked pussy. The only chance he had of seeing any naked part of her body was when she turned and adjusted her position.

As quickly as he had the thoughts of his mother topless and/or naked, he had an erection. With him always snooping around the house, he had already seen quick, furtive flashes of his mother and his sister in their bra and panties, topless, and naked. Ever since he turned 18-years-old, as if they were deliberately flashing him and sexually teasing him, never had he seen as much of their semi-naked and naked bodies. Never had he masturbated as much over the thoughts of his mother and sister naked while having sex with their naked bodies as he was masturbated over them now.

They both had sexy and shapely bodies. Just like his sister, his mother had a nice ass and C cup breasts with big nipples. In the way that he'd love to feel his mother's ass and suck her tits, he'd love to feel his sister's ass and suck her tits too. He imagined them giving him a hand job while he felt them through their clothes. He imagined them giving him a blowjob after he stripped them naked and had his wicked, sexual way with their naked bodies.

While masturbating himself, he imagined feeling and sucking his Mom's and his sister's big tits while fingering their erect nipples. He imagined making out with them while touching them and feeling them everywhere that a brother should never touch and feel his sister and a son should never touch and feel his mother. He imagined them stroking his cock before sucking his cock. Having never imagined making love to them and/or fucking, them giving him oral sex was as far as he got in his sexual fantasy of having sex with his MILF of a mother or his sexy sister before cumming.

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Not finding her upstairs, baffled now and more than curious where she could be, he wondered where his mother was. He knew she wasn't at work. Today was her day off. Maybe she was running errands or was out food shopping. Maybe she was out for a drive or was visiting a friend. Maybe she was down the cellar doing laundry but with the house so quiet, he didn't hear the washing machine or the dryer.

Not wanting to be detected of snooping and/or suspected of spying on her, he remained quiet while sitting still on the hall stairs and listening for her. Obviously, with her not upstairs and not hearing her in the kitchen downstairs, perhaps, she was outside. Yet, a bit early to be sunning herself, perhaps, she was gardening. While sneaking peeks of whatever he could see of her, he loved watching her from his bedroom window when she was out sunning herself. Not usually a sexual turn on, he sexually enjoyed helping her garden.

Preoccupied with weeds and digging holes to plant seeds, she was as clueless as she was careless about what she was inadvertently showing him. While wondering if she was deliberately or unintentionally flashing him her panty clad crotch, he enjoyed watching his mother bending at the waist to pull weeds. When he leaned forward for a closer look up her skirt, her short skirt was raised high up enough in back to give him a good view of her shapely, panty clad ass. Then, when she squatted down to dig holes and plant seeds, and he squatted down with her to help, he was rewarded with an in between her legs peek of her panty clad pussy mound.

'I'd love to finger my mother's panty clad pussy. I'd love to lick her cunt through her panties,' he thought while staring at his mother's exposed panties. 'I'd love to masturbate my mother.'

If the deliberate or accidental flashing view she gave him of her panty clad ass and the back of her panty clad cunt wasn't enough, when she hiked up her sundress and squatted down to pull weeds, he saw even more. When she squatted down to plant vegetables and flowers, and with him facing her and careful not to catch him staring, he squatted down with her. He wondered if she knew she was exposing her panty clad cunt to his horny eyes. Clearly, he could see his mother's pussy mound, her pussy slit, her camel toe, and even the dark brown pubic hairs that escaped from the sides of her panties.

'I love gardening with my mother,' he thought while laughing to himself and enjoying the sexually salacious view of his mother's panty clad cunt.

Then, when she leaned forward to dig a hole, the top of her sundress fell open and leaned forward with her. On the false pretense of helping her pull weeds, digging holes, or planting seeds, again while trying not to catch him looking, she rewarded him with nice down-sundress views of her naked breasts. She had big, shapely tits with big nipples. He loved his mother's tits. Every time he saw her tits, he wished her could touch them, feel them, fondle them, squeeze them, and suck them.

With the top of her sundress as low cut as it had fallen wide open, he'd love to stick his horny hand down the front of his mother's sundress. He only wished he could touch her tits, feel her tits, fondle her tits, and suck her tits. He couldn't count how many times he masturbated over his mother flashing him her panties and/or her naked breasts while gardening.

He wondered what his mother would do if he groped her tits through her sundress. He wondered what she'd do if he stuck his horny hand down her sundress and felt her naked tits while fingering her erect nipples. He wondered what she'd do if he reached out his hand and cupped her pussy through her panties while she squatted down in front of him. With her only wearing a sundress and panties, he'd love nothing more than to finger his mother's cunt while feeling her naked tits.

Daring himself to do so and horny enough to do so, after his mother flashed him all that he hoped to see of her, he was tempted to wear his oversized running shorts without underwear while helping her garden. In the way that she flashed him her panties and naked breasts, he'd love to flash his mother his naked prick. He wondered what her reaction would be to seeing his naked cock. He wondered if she'd look, stare, or look away in embarrassment. Only, impossible to hide his flashing intentions, once he developed an erection, she'd know that he was purposely exposing himself to her.

Interrupting his sexual fantasy of gardening with his mother while flashing him her panties and naked breasts and flashing her his naked prick, seemingly from out of nowhere, he heard his mother. She seemed to be in some sort of distress. He couldn't tell if she was in pain or was excited.

"Oh, oh, oh," he heard his mother say. "Oh, oh, oh."

As if he was imagining it, bursting his sexual fantasy of her gardening in her short and low-cut sundress, he suddenly heard his mother's voice. Distracted while wondering where she was, what she was doing, and what she was saying, he heard something he never thought he'd ever hear his mother say. He heard what he verbalized to himself whenever he was masturbating over his mother and/or his sister. He heard what he sexually fantasized his mother saying when imagining having forbidden sex with her.

"Fuck me. Fuck me, Brett. Fuck me," he heard her say. "Fuck your mother. Stick your big, hard cock in my warm, wet pussy."

To be continued...

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