"Oh yea, yea ride me sis, ride me" Patrick Johnson screamed out. His 44 year old sister Kathleen was in her brother's bed, riding his cock like a wild animal who thought the world was coming to an end. Patrick was only three years older then Kathleen but he had been having sex with her off and on since he was 22 and she was 19. Despite being married twice, nobody could please him like her. Now with his second wife out of town for a week he was going to have fun.
"Yes, yes, oh yes!" and with that Patrick blasted his sister pussy with a load of his hot cum. He made sure every single drop was inside of her, his dick was going through pleasure and pain at the same exact moment. Oh what a slut she was.
"Damn woman, you still are wild" Patrick shouted as his sister got off him. Now sexually satisfied she could not help but smile. Maybe it was wrong, doing your own brother but Kathleen was divorced and lonely. Her ex husband was long gone after a loveless marriage and the dating scene was awful and she felt safe with Patrick. It wasn't that she could not get a man, with long flowing black hair and long lean legs she looked a good ten years younger then she was, a little bit like Liz Hurley but without the English accent. But still there was emptiness in dating. It did bother her that Patrick was married but his wife was uptight and he needed an outlet. And who better then his little sister?
As she got dressed to go home, Patrick laughed and reminded her that he liked it when she wore black underwear. Since it was an afternoon quickie Kathleen had not had time to go home and change for him." Next time" she whispered.
Forty minutes latter Kathleen was home, getting dinner ready for George, her 19 year old son. Now separated from her husband for five years, Kathleen did not mind being a single mom. She was happy living with him and tried to guide George into adulthood. And she had her brother to give her a thrill now and then. Everything was good as far as she knew.
George's mind had a different view of life. A year ago he started to develop a crush on his mother but felt so guilty about it that he tried to repress it as much as possible. He once caught himself going threw his mother's underwear draw getting excited and even shocked when he found a black push up bra and matching thong. Then at the family get together for Thanksgiving he saw his mother and uncle after a few drinks sneak off to the basement. Unknown to them, George saw his own mom give her brother a blow job and all the sense of shame and guilt over his desire for his mother disappeared. He was always afraid Kathleen would condemn his incestuous thoughts but she was far and away ahead of him, actually doing it. Now he needed to find a way to get her to switch sides. George was very good at playing computer chess and other similar mind games and knew how to plan things out in advance. There must be some sort of way that he could have his mother, for himself.
"Hi mom," George happily said as he entered the kitchen. "You really look pretty today". Kathleen could not help but smile at he son's remarks. "Thanks sweetheart, I know I am your mom but that is still a sweet thing to say". George insisted that his words were from his heart, working it as a man on the prowl. "I am surprised you never date, any man would want you" he informed his mother. Kathleen felt uncomfortable with the subject and quickly said she did not have the time for it and then changed the subject.
Patrick's wife was now back and hanging around the house all the time. He missed his sister terribly and was trying to work something out. They could not meet at each other's work and he was afraid of a meeting at a public place just in case his wife spotted him. With alimony and child support from the first marriage already hurting him the last thing he needed was a second ex-wife to take care of.
"This afternoon at 2 PM, okay sis" Patrick told Kathleen on her cell phone. "My wife will be gone for about three hours and I will tell her you came by to drop off paperwork for the people working on our family tree.
Kathleen eagerly drove to her brother's house that day, finding away to get out of work early. Once inside the siblings embraced hard and then Kathleen pulled back to remove her dull, lose fitting pantsuit. She was wearing for her brother a black push up bra and a black thong. All though almost half a century old she was able to pull it off with style and grace. Patrick quickly grabbed her and put his face in the middle of the push up bra, kissing and licking the top of his sister's breasts. Kathleen moaned and twisted as her brother was touching in all the right ways, slowly and gently caressing her ass while sucking on her. Both of them were in heaven. But unknown to either of them George was peaking through the bedroom window, barely able to see the two of them embracing but just enough that his miniature digital camera did get a few shots off. Then he quickly left around the side of the house and headed home. He knew this would be the last time they were together; things would be changing for the better. At least things should be better for him.
Patrick was coming out of the local Costco a week latter when he heard his nephew call out, "Uncle Patrick". They had a polite chat when George asked his uncle straight out if he was sleeping with his own sister. Taken aback by it, Patrick did everything he could to deny it in the parking lot while leaning on his shopping basket to keep from collapsing on the pavement. Then George showed him a few of the images he printed out on his computer of his uncle embracing his mother while she was in her underwear.
"You got me George, want do you want"? George started tearing up the images and said "Uncle Pat, you are a married man and you need to start being a good husband to your wife. Forget my mother, you had a good time together but it is now over. I am sure you can make up some good excuse for her" Patrick agreed and George hand him the torn up images. Patrick knew he and Kathleen had played it to the limited and now it was time to move on. And what a great son she had, to stop this illicit affair to protect his mother, not knowing that George only want his mother for himself.
Kathleen knew her brother's wife would be at the doctor's office again this Friday and got herself ready for what she though would be a great afternoon. Putting on Patrick's favorite push up bra and thong she went to worked dressed low key and counted down the minutes until 2 PM. At twenty till the hour she made her excuse and left work. Once at her brother's home her body filled with excitement. But when Patrick let her in the look on his face let her know something was not right. She tried to hug him but when he did not respond a sense of fear and dread over took Kathleen.
"I have some bad new sis; my wife knows something is going on. She is talking divorce if it does not stop. I love you so much, both as a sister and as a girlfriend. But now things must change. I am so sorry". Patrick had to tell her the lie in order to stop his nephew from doing anything. Kathleen always afraid this day could come nodded in agreement and quietly left and drove home. Patrick felt so bad for her, now she has no one.
Once home, Kathleen was surprise to see her son George waiting for her. He was watching TV and drinking an energy drink. "Everything alright Mom?" he asked.
"Oh it is nothing sweetheart, do not worry about it" and Kathleen went into the kitchen. As she open the refrigerator door tears beginning to stream down her face. Her long time relationship with her brother was now over. What was she to do?
"Mom, why are you crying"? George asked as he came into the kitchen. Kathleen threw her long back hair back and said she had been seeing a man at work but he had broken it off. And it was just so hard to meet someone at her age.
"Please do not lie to me mom; I knew you were seeing Uncle Patrick" George firmly told her. This was now his big chance and he needed to lay his cards on the table in a manner of speaking.
Kathleen fell against the refrigerator door and then pulled herself back and shut it. "What are you talking about?" How did he know, had she been careless?
"Last Thanksgiving I saw you and Uncle Patrick in the basement, plus a few other things along the way. Look mom, I am not as upset as you might think, I know how crazy life can be sometimes. And I am here if you need to talk about it"
Kathleen was in a state of shock at her own son's words. Not only did he know the full story but instead of being angry he was offering a shoulder to cry on. And with that she and her son sat at the kitchen table and Kathleen told him the story about coming home from college after a bad break up and her brother taking her into his arms. They sleep together off and on for years but she stayed away from him during his first marriage and only started things back up in the last year as Patrick's second marriage was leaving him unhappy and unfulfilled. She knew that both adultery and incest were wrong but there was a certain excitement about it. And there was a strange connection to doing it with someone you grew up with.
It was music to George's ears. "I understand mom, as I said life can be strange. For about the last six months or so I have had thoughts about you in the same manner. If Uncle Patrick can no longer be there for you maybe I can take his place. As you said, there is a connection sometimes to people who grew up together."
George had made his pitch and Kathleen was in shock. This was the last thing in her mind at this moment. "Sweetheart, I have to be honest you have me at a bit of a loss for words. It is one thing for cousins or even siblings to do it but a parent and child, that is whole other world. You need to think about this and look for someone your own age."
"Mom, I have thought about this and I already have been with someone my own age at school and my mind keeps coming back to you. Is it any worst doing it with me as it is with your own brother? George finished his reply and got up and left the table and went out of the kitchen. "I will leave you to think about it, I will be watching TV" and he then went into the living room.
Kathleen finally left the kitchen and walked pass her son watching TV without saying a world. She retreated to her bedroom and sat down in front of her vanity mirror. Her son was right; life can take some strange roads. And he was the same age as she was when her relationship with her older brother started. Is it really that different? After another hour of thinking had passed Kathleen made a decision. She took off her work clothes and was surprised to see herself in the push up bra and thong. It had slipped her mind that she had dressed up for her brother all to be wasted. Or maybe it would not be a waste? Quickly she began brushing her hair out and looking to touch up her make up where the tears had smudged it.
George was sitting quietly in front of the TV; his insides were on pins and needles. He was beginning to feel it was all a big mistake. Then he heard his mother's bedroom door open. It was now or never
Kathleen came out wearing a long white robe. She had cleaned herself up and had a glow about her. Standing in front of her son, Kathleen asked "is this what you want?' and while beaming a big smile dropped the robe to the floor showing her body off in the black push up bra and thong.
