A few readers want to know about me and if the stories I write in the Incest / Taboo category have any basis in my own experience. Most of the situations are contrived but the stories are not all fantasies. So here's how it actually happened for me, pretty much. My memory of events over forty years ago are as vivid today as they ever were. I did embellish a few things to make the story flow and more interesting. I also changed the names and places should any readers actually have known me.
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It was the summer of 1971 and I just graduated High School and turned eighteen. I had planned on spending the summer at home on Long Island but when I had an awful break-up with my girlfriend, my mother suggested I spend the summer with the family at the cabin in the Catskills like we had done since I was a small child. It was probably a good idea since I would have most likely wasted the summer hanging out in bars, the drinking age in New York then was still eighteen, and getting in trouble.
My parents had rented the same cabin by a lake for years. My father took a two week vacation at the beginning of the summer, after which it was always my mother, sister and me during the week with my father spending the weekends for the remainder of the summer. My father was very conservative and from what I suspected, a philanderer. I'm sure he enjoyed his freedom during the week those summers.
I don't think my father's fooling around really bothered my mother. She embraced the Feminist movement and seemed very content not having my father around. Though she never burned her bras, she rarely wore one when my father wasn't around. My mother was a strong, confident and sexy woman. She was the model for the woman I would eventually want to marry, though I confess I had some sexual yearnings for her which were sometimes hard to conceal, especially when she walked around the cabin scantily dressed.
My sister, Lisa, was finishing her first year of college and decided that she was also going to spend the summer with us at the cabin. Lisa had embraced my mother's feminism and was a free soul. I had seen the pictures of Lisa and her boyfriend from a couple of years ago dancing naked at Woodstock. She inherited my mother's curvy, vivacious body with her large firm breasts and perfectly rounded butt. What really had me aroused from those pictures was her thick sandy blonde bush. I imagined my mother's was the same.
The first Sunday evening after my father left for our home on Long Island, my mother, Lisa and I went for a walk down by the lake. The air was thick with humidity. We sat down on a sandy patch along the shore of the lake.
"So, what caused the break-up with Susan?" Lisa asked me.
"We were at an after-prom party. We drank practically all night long," I explained. "After a while I started to doze off. When I woke up, Susan wasn't around so I went to look for her," I told them. "I found her in one of the bedrooms in the house fucking my friend Joey."
"Oh my god, that's awful," Lisa exclaimed.
"The worst part about it," I went on. "Was that she insisted all along that we were going to save doing that until we were certain we were going to get married."
"So, the bitch would fuck another guy while holding out on you?" Lisa commented.
"I always assumed you guys were having sex," my mother said. "It sure sounded like it when you guys were alone in your room."
My mother was never prudish about sex when we were growing up although my father was. If he was not around it was alright for me to have a girl in my room, and same for Lisa having a boy in her room.
"Well, you know, we were making out and touching each other," I said timidly. "She always jerked me off. A couple of times she gave me a blowjob but we never did the thing," I explained.
"Are you still a virgin?" Lisa asked with a giggle.
"No," I said almost embarrassed. "There was that girl I met here a couple of summers ago," I told them.
It was still very warm that evening, the humidity keeping the temperature up. I decided it was better for me to change the subject, not go any further into my sex life, or lack of it, so I asked Lisa about college. I was interested about campus life since I was going to attend the same school in the fall.
"God, I'm sweating," Lisa stated. "Let's cool off with a dip in the lake."
"Ok," I said getting up and starting to head back to the cabin to change into my swim trunks.
"Where are you going?" my mother asked. I turned around to see that both my mother and sister were taking off their clothes. "Let's all go skinny dipping," she said.
I stared at my mother's large breasts and started to get aroused. My cock twitching in my shorts.
"Don't be such a prude like your father," my mother said. "Get over here and join us."
I watched as my sister shook her butt as she waded into the water. My mother wasn't going to have me not join them. She pulled my t-shirt over my head and then went to unfasten by shorts. My naked mom knelt down in front of me and pulled my shorts and underwear down. My cock sprang loose pointing straight up in the air. My mother looked up at me and smiled. I stepped out of my shorts and ran into the lake, trying to hide my embarrassment.
Lisa began teasing me trying to reach and get a hold of my swollen penis. I felt like I was about to die from the torment. My mother just looked on and seemed to be chuckling inside. Lisa stopped going for my cock and grabbed my hand, placing it on her right breast. I tried pulling my hand away but Lisa held it firmly on her.
"Don't you want to feel my nice titties?" Lisa laughed. "You can play with them if you want," she teased. I did want to play with her gorgeous, large firm tits. I just was confused and embarrassed, I didn't know how to react.
"Ok," my mother said a bit sternly. "Leave your brother alone. Can't you see how uncomfortable he is?"
We splashed around for a few more minutes keeping my distance from my sister. We got out of the lake and made our way to a large boulder where we sat down to drip dry, not having a towel. At least my cock had begun to deflate and hung semi soft despite being so close to my naked sister and mother. I tried not to look at them.
It was difficult to really dry off in the humidity but we managed to at least enough to be able to get back in our clothes. We walked back to the cabin where we sat around and drank a couple of beers.
The cabin had only two bedrooms. My parents were in one and I had to share one with my sister. Since we had been coming here, spending our summers for years, it seemed natural for us to share a room. But that night it seemed a little awkward after what happened at the lake. Usually I would lay awake until I could see that Lisa had fallen asleep before I would masturbate. That night, however, I went to bed with a raging hard-on that begged to be satisfied.
"You know you don't have to wait until I fall asleep to take care of that," Lisa said pointing to the tent in the sheet. "And you don't have to be embarrassed," she said.
I didn't know how to respond so I just looked at her.
"Look, let me help you with that," Lisa said getting out of bed pulling her night gown off. She sat down on my bed, naked, and pulled the sheet back revealing my throbbing erection. Lisa dribbled a little saliva on the head of my cock and started swirling her fingers around it.
"You have a really nice penis," she said while stroking me. "I've seen a few and yours is by far the nicest one so far."
It took only a minute before I was shooting ropes of cum in the air, splashing down on my chest and belly.
"Nice," my sister cooed. Then she stood up, walked out to the bathroom and returned with a warm wet washcloth. She nonchalantly cleaned my mess off of me, put her nightgown back on and went back to bed. "Hope that helps you sleep better," she said.
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My mom, sister and I were sitting around the table eating breakfast the following morning. Nobody said anything about the night before, either the lake or my sister giving me a hand job.
"Do either of you have any plans for today?" my mother asked me and my sister.
"I was going to take a ride over to Newburgh," Lisa piped up. "There's a rally to clean up the Hudson. A couple of my friends from school are going to be there," she explained.
"I don't have anything planned," I said.
"Good, Billy," mom said. "You can help me with the shopping. We should stock up for the week," she said to me.
An hour later we were driving into town to pick up some groceries. We also stocked up on beer and wine. On the way back to the cabin my mother put me on the spot.
"Are you a little frustrated, Billy?" she asked. "I mean sexually?"
What a thing to ask. What was my mother getting at. I looked at her forlornly.
"What I mean Billy, is that you have been visibly upset since you broke up with Susan," she said. "Now that we know why, I was wondering if for some reason you are feeling inadequate," my mother explained.
"I, uh, don't know," I said to my mother. "I don't really have much experience sexually," I confessed.
"That's alright, Billy," my mother consoled. "You know you shouldn't have been embarrassed getting an erection last night at the lake," she said. "It was a natural reaction. And I might say you have a very nice looking penis," she added.
"That's what Lisa said," I offered without thinking.
"She did?" mom blurted out. "What else did she say?" my mother inquired.
"She said it was the nicest one she's seen," I told her.
"Well, it certainly is a lot nicer looking than your father's," my mother stated. "When did she say that to you?" my mother dug deeper.
"Last night when we went to bed," I told her.
"Anything else about last night you want to share with me?" she said glancing over at me.
"Lisa gave me a hand job," I confessed.
"Did you enjoy it?" my mother asked.
