Fourth chapter in the series. All characters are over the age of 18. Comments and feedback are appreciated, whether it's pointing out bad spelling, criticism or just telling me you liked the story.
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I woke up earlier than usual. The events of yesterday were fresh in my memory. I jumped out of bed and pulled on some clothes. I felt good; awake and ready to take on the day. As well as my sister.
Just the thinking of the possibilities got my blood pumping. Would I end up fucking both my mother and sister? I paused to wonder if I was a bit twisted for asking myself that question with such enthusiasm. No, I wasn't going to start second guessing myself at this point. Besides, everyone I knew agreed that both my mother and sister were about the hottest things in town. Any man would have jumped on this opportunity. Just maybe not if they were their mother and sister.
My doubts mostly put to rest, yet still nervous, I walked downstairs to find her. Sis stood in the laundry room, putting clothes in the washer.
"Morning Sis!" I greeted, attempting to sound normal.
"Oh. Good morning," she said, her expression even and tone neutral. Not giving me any hints on her feelings on yesterdays adventure. I was impressed.
She wore a pair of fairly tight fitting gray shorts and a white tank top. I watched intently as she loaded up the machine, her petite form bending over in front of me. She didn't seem to care about me being there, so I stood there and gazed at her beautiful long legs and her great ass for quite a while.
God damn, she was hot.
"Hey there John!" Mom greeted. "Find anything interesting in there?" She smiled and winked at me, seeing what I was looking at. Looking like she approved.
"Just hanging out with my sister, Mom," I answered nervously.
"I see. So what are you kids doing today?" she asked.
Sis turned around from the washer. "I don't know. Just hanging around the house I guess."
"I was thinking of hitting the gym today. Been a while," I said, thinking I could get my mind off sex for a while.
"Oh, I'm not sure you need to. You are already so
big
," Mom said with a smile. "Don't you agree honey? Just feel his muscles," she encouraged, inappropriately feeling up my chest through my t-shirt.
Sis looked uncertain at first but followed Mom's example, running her hand carefully over my pecks and down my stomach.
"Pretty good right?" Mom asked.
"Yea..." I let her run her hands over me, giving her face a mesmerized look. Then she suddenly snapped back to reality and pulled her hand away.
"Well, if you ladies are done molesting me I think I'll head out," I joked.
"Yea, whatever." Sis snarled, turning her back on me again.
I ate a quick breakfast and then walked back upstairs to pack my sports bag. I didn't have a car yet, because of money and parking concerns, so I walked there. It wasn't very far, and I could count the walking as part of the exercise.
I concentrated on my midriff and shoulders, rounding it out with some sit-ups. I always made sure to work on my back, and stomach, since I sat still for long hours during the day and would likely continue doing the same in my future job.
I tried to focus on the training but it was difficult. I couldn't quite keep my thoughts clear, as thoughts of my mother and sister kept interrupting. I eventually gave up, a little early, and walked back home.
The house was empty when I came back, so I decided to relax on the couch after unpacking my sports bag. I was just about to fall asleep when heard Mom and Sis pulling up to the house.
"Hey there sexy," Mom said when she found me upstairs, her hands holding a few shopping bags.
"Hey Mom," I answered, suppressing a yawn. "You guys went for a drive?"
"Yea," she answered and sat down on the edge of the sofa. "We went shopping."
Her hand stroked my stomach and she leaned in, lowering her voice. "Mommy bought a new pair of underwear, but I think I need a man's opinion on them. You don't mind helping out your poor indecisive mother, do you?" she said, her voice dripping with lust. She moved her hand underneath my shirt to continued fondling me.
"Mom..." I said warningly, watching the stairs. I was as horny as yesterday though, and could feel myself react to her touch.
She withdrew her hand with a disappointed sigh. When she heard my sister's steps from the stairwell. My younger sibling looked as beautiful as always, her blonde hair resting on her shoulders. I sat up in the couch.
"I think you've got some of my stuff, Mom," she informed her.
"Right." Mom stood up from beside me and began looking through the bags, sorting them into hers and my sister's.
"Looks like we won't be making next months rent," I joked, dryly. "Did you guys at least find anything good?" I asked, without really being interested in the answer.
"Just clothes," Sis answered noncommittally.
"Not
just
clothes," Mom objected. "I bought that sexy pair of underwear I told you about," she told me. Sis shot her an upset look at that. "And so did your sister."
Mom ruffled through a particular bag and pulled out a pink piece of cloth, which she threw to me. A pair of panties landed on my lap.
"See? Sexy, right?" she said, barely containing her amusement at my sisters reaction.
"What the fuck, Mom?!" Sis shouted and ran toward me, then stopped and carefully leaned down to take the panties away from where they lay in my lap.
They
were
sexy. A small pair with lace borders, just the thought of them wrapped around my sisters nubile nether region damn near made me salivate. She must have noticed how I was staring at them, as my thoughts were interrupted by her, red in the face, gently trying to pull my attention away from them.
"Um... Bro?" she almost whispered. "Can I have those back?"
She hooked her finger around the underwear before I could answer and pulled it away from me, revealing the erection pressing against my jeans underneath. She froze for only a millisecond, her eyes going wide, before she turned around and left for her room. I could have sworn I saw her biting her lip as she left.
"Hey! You forgot your bags!" Mom yelled after her.
When she didn't respond Mom went down on her knees in front of me.