Identical twins, horny, mother and slutty aunt take sexual advantage of their son/nephew.
Author's Note:
This is a true story as told to me by my good friend, Ilene, the identical, twin sister of Aileen, about the sexual encounter they both had with Tommy, Aileen's son and Ilene's nephew. Having an incestuous, sexual threesome with his MILF of a mother and his MILF of an aunt doesn't get any better than this for a young, horny man.
# # #
"Tommy, would you bring me some aspirins and a glass of water, please? I'm getting another one of migraine headaches again," said my Mom from her bedroom.
Instead of giving her only two aspirins to take, with her having trouble sleeping lately, I gave my mother a sleeping pill while hoping she'd take that, too. I hoped she'd get in the habit of taking sleeping pills to sleep without being awakened with a migraine headache. Then, biding my time for the right moment, my plan was to eventually, sexually assault my mother while she lay drugged and sleeping. Only, even though I yearned to see my mother naked and have sex with her naked body, having a change of heart, I couldn't take sexual advantage of her while she lay soundly sleeping.
'Bad enough that I want to have sex with my mother, that's just nasty to want to sexually assault her while she lay drugged and sleeping,' I thought. 'What's wrong with me to want to do such a dastardly thing to the woman I love?'
My Mom, Aileen, has always been plagued with migraine headaches. Traumatized from his perverted thoughts and for leaving her for a younger woman, sometimes, I think her migraines stemmed from my Dad pressuring her to do the nasty, sexual things that she refused to do. With my Dad a sexual degenerate, I get my sexually perverted ideas from him. Only, totally different from him in our sexual attraction to women, he has a penchant for much younger women and I have a penchant for my mother.
In the way that my Dad has always wanted to have sex with women young enough to be his daughter, I always wanted to have sex with a woman old enough to be my mother. In the way my Dad always wanted to have sex with twenty-something-year-old women, women half his age, I've always wanted to have sex with my forty-something-year-old mother and/or her forty-something-year-old sister, my aunt. Moreover, with my mother, Aileen, and her identical, twin sister, Ilene, there's something so erotically exciting about having sex with identical twins, especially when they're your mother and aunt.
'How hot would that be to have sex with my mother,' I thought? 'How hot would that be to have sex with my aunt? How hot would that be to have sex with my mother and my aunt at the same time? Wow!'
With them looking so very much alike, walking alike, moving alike, sounding like, talking alike, and laughing alike, without seeing them head on, it's difficult to tell one from the other. Especially when they're not facing me, walking away from me, or in a darkened room, I can't tell one from the other. When I talk to them on the phone or they answer me from another room, I can never tell one from the other. They sound exactly alike.
Then, when they wear the same clothes, which they sometimes do, I have a difficult time knowing if I'm talking to my mother or to my aunt. Something they've always done growing up, they enjoy tricking friends and relatives by trading places. Games they played as teens when dating, sometimes, they didn't tell their dates that they were identical twins. Sharing their boyfriends, sometimes, one sister would go on the date for the other sister. They did the same thing in school. With one better in a subject, they'd take the test for the other.
Obviously, with my father no longer sexually satisfied with my mother and yearning for a much younger woman, no doubt, sex was the reason why he abruptly left her for someone else. I found out later that and he had a young, pretty, sexually submissive woman ready and waiting to do any sexual thing that he wanted her to do for him on the side. Now, after having overheard my Mom talking to her identical, twin sister, my aunt, Ilene, I knew more of the sexy details why my Mom and Dad were always arguing and why he finally left.
# # #
"Why the sad face, Aileen? What's wrong," asked my aunt, Ilene of her sister?
My Mom started crying.
"With him not returning my calls or texting, I think Brian has finally left me for good," she said.
She stopped crying to wipe her eyes and blow her nose.
"Leaving you? You two have been married forever," said my aunt while looking at her sister with disbelief. "Why is he leaving you?"
My mom started crying again.
"We've been married twenty-four-years, a year before Tommy was born," she said blowing her nose. "June would have been our 25th wedding anniversary," she said sniffling while looking up at her sister. "I think he has a woman, a much younger woman, some whore, on the side."
Hoping to see more of my mother and her sister, perhaps a down-blouse of their cleavages and bras, I peeked over the banister while listening to their conversations while watching their interactions with one another. My aunt was sitting on the couch next to my mother, holding her hand, and hugging her. As if they were Andy Warhol, modern art statues, it was weird seeing them sitting side by side as if they were bookends, especially with them wearing the same clothes. One would think they would grow out of dressing alike. One would think one or the other would want their own identity.
"What happened," asked my aunt? "Tell me all the dirty details and don't leave anything out," she said something that she would typically say with a little, sexy laugh. "With me without a man, I live a boring, sexual life," she said with another laugh. "With me not having had sex in two-years, I could have been a nun, Sister Ilene," said my aunt laughing again.
My mom blew her nose while I imagined not only having sex with my mother but also having sex with my aunt. They are both MILFs. How hot would that be to have sex with identical twins? How hot would that be to have sex with my mother and/or my aunt? Only, hard enough to imagine sexually seducing my mother, I couldn't imagine sexually seducing my aunt, too. Sexually frustratingly, there's just no way that I'd ever have sex with one or the other. Sexually frustratingly, there's just no way that I'd ever have sex with the both of them apart or together.
I pondered all of the incestuous, sexual possibilities of having incestuous sex with my mother and/or with my aunt. With us both the same age, I wondered if Ilene's son, Sean, my cousin, was as sexually attracted to my mother as I was sexually attracted to his mother. I wondered if he wanted to have sex with my mother, his aunt, in the way that I wanted to have sex with his mother, my aunt. While I had sex with his mother, my aunt, I'd watch him having sex with my mother, his aunt.
With the four of us in bed together, when I was finished having sex with my aunt, perhaps, I could have sex with my mother and he could have sex with his mother. I'd love to have an incestuous, sexual foursome with identical twin, mature women. I'd love to have a sexual foursome with my mother, my aunt, and my cousin. As I continued listening to their conversation, I unzipped myself, pulled out my cock, and slowly stroked myself while imagining my aunt and my mother stroking me, sucking me, and fucking me.
# # #
"I'm embarrassed to tell you all the dirty details," said my Mom. "I can't. I just can't. It's too personal. It's too private."
My aunt laughed
"Embarrassed? Personal? Private? After all these years and after everything we've been through," laughed Ilene again? "If you can't tell me, your identical, twin sister, and your best friend, then who can you tell?"
Even from where I was perched on the stairs, I heard my Mom take a big breath of courage before confessing her troubles with her husband to her sister. Such a wonderful view, I had the perfect birds-eye, down-blouse views of not only my mother's bra clad breasts but also my aunt's bra clad breasts. Based after seeing them in their sexy nightgowns, they both have shapely C cup breasts. Whenever they moved their jiggling breasts were so nicely rounded.
Peeking down their low-tops at the tops of their breasts, from my high vantage point, I could clearly see both of their long lines of sexy cleavages and the tops of their lacy, white bras. Odd enough that they were wearing the same clothes, seemingly, even weirder, they were wearing the same bras too. No doubt, I'll be masturbating over this down-blouse view of my mother and aunt later tonight. No doubt, I'll be imagining removing their tops and their bras. I'll be imagining feeling their tits and sucking their nipples while masturbating.
# # #
"He wanted me to flash my naked body to unsuspecting men. Whether the delivery man, traveling salesman, insurance man, the handyman, or whoever else comes to our front the door, as if I'm an exhibitionist or a stripper, he always wanted me to flash men my topless or naked body. This time, being rather insistent, he wanted me to flash the pizza delivery man. He wanted me to answer the door wearing just a loose towel. Then, as I reached for the pizza with one hand while paying the man with my other hand, he wanted me to drop my towel," said my Mom.
My aunt laughed.
"Men have no imagination. Michael wanted me to do the same, exact thing. It sounds like Brian married the wrong sister," said my aunt nodding her red, pretty head. "Flashing the pizza delivery man is something I'd do and have already done several times before," said my aunt with a dirty laugh.
My mother laughed, too.
"Yeah, well, Ilene, even though we look alike, I'm not like you. You've always been the whore of the family. I'm not about to flash strange men my naked body," said my mother slowly shaking her head from side to side. "I'd be so embarrassed for anyone other than my husband to see me topless and/or naked."
Something that worsened my mother's migraines, they were drinking wine. They always drank wine whenever my aunt visited. Whenever they drink too much wine, my Mom gets the worst hangovers. Maybe, with my father no longer around, she'd drink enough wine tonight that I'd have to put her to bed. A longtime sexual fantasy of mine, I'd love to undress my mother while putting her to bed drunk. I can't count how many times I masturbated over putting my mother to bed after she's had too much to drink.
Unbuttoning her blouse and unzipping her short skirt, I imagined stripping my mother down to her bra and panties. I imagined staring at her as if she was my sexy, MILF of a girlfriend instead of my mother. Something that I always wanted to do, I imagined feeling my mother's big, C cup breasts and fingering her emerging erect nipples through her bra.
Another thing I always wanted to do, I imagined feeling my sexy mother through her panties. I imagined feeling and squeezing her panty clad ass before fingering her panty clad pussy. I imagined pushing her panties aside with my finger to finger my mother's cunt while rubbing her clit. I imagined masturbating my drunken, sleeping mother.
Then, not nearly done sexually assaulting her, I imagined unhooking her bra, and removing her panties. I imagined stripping my drunken mother naked. Once naked, I imagined photographing her and posting her naked photos online. I imagined showing all of my horny friends the naked photos of my mother.
