It was supposed to be the happiest day of Chloe Johnson's life. The day she married her perfect partner. She had known James since she was a girl of 11, ever since her brother Simon had brought him back from school one afternoon for tea. Simon was Chloe's twin brother, and therefore they had always been close. Her friends were his friends and vice versa, and Chloe and James had started to get together gradually as they all hung out together around school.
Their school days were now long behind them, they were both 21. Chloe and James had got engaged at 16, but decided to leave it until 21 to marry. It was going to be the most perfect day for the whole family and she only wished her father had been there to see it.
He was still alive, but her parents had separated when she was young and had since moved abroad. She had invited him to the wedding, but he was unable to get time off work to fly over.
It mattered not to her, as her mother was going to give her away and James had asked Simon to be the best man, a job he accepted proudly.
Everything was set for the big day, she had bought the dress months ago, and all the flowers and the catering arrangements were well in order.
You would think that she would be overjoyed when the morning of her wedding finally came and she was finally going to tie the knot.
However all was not well in the house as James rose at 7am, after all with two other women in the house it was the only time he was going to get in the bathroom first!
He got out of bed and undressed, before slipping on his bathrobe and heading for the bathroom to shower and shave before her sister and mother awoke.
When he crossed the landing towards the bathroom though, he noticed his mother's bedroom door was open and sobbing coming from inside. He tentatively pushed open the door, wondering what had upset his mother, but was surprised to find his sister sat on the bed crying, with his mother holding her gently.
"What's wrong with her mum?" he asked, as the tears streamed from his sister's pretty face.
"Nothing son" she replied softly, "She's just a bit nervous that's all."
As she answered, Chloe sniffed and looked up at her brother standing in the doorway. "It's OK mum, you can tell him, we have no secrets from each other."
Simon closed the door behind him and walked slowly over to the bed before sitting down next to them. "I can't marry James" she sobbed, "I'm too scared."
Simon looked concerned at his sister's reply. "Why not?" he said "You love him don't you?"
"Of course I do, more than anything" she sobbed.
"Well what's the problem then sis, today's going to go fine," came his reassuring reply.
Then the root of the problem was revealed as Chloe fought back the tears and wiped her eyes. Looking up at him nervously she muttered, "It's not the day I'm worried about. It's what's going to happen tonight that bothers me."
Simon put his hand out onto his sister's, "You mean the honeymoon?" he asked, continuing, "You mean you're still a virgin?"
As Chloe tried to regain her composure a little, her mother explained the situation in more detail to him. "Yes," she explained, "Her and James agreed not to sleep together until they were married. I told her, he's probably just as nervous as her at home now."
Simon smiled to himself, if he was a virgin before, the good fucking him and James had given the stripper on his stag night would have cured him of that little worry.
"Your first time is always hard love," said her mother as she watched Chloe's face turn from red back to her usual pale soft pink as she had now managed to stop crying.
"Really?" she enquired, "What was your first time like Simon, was it difficult?"
Simon watched his mother, as she awaited his reply. "I was nervous at first of course, but I was lucky, I had a really good teacher."
"Who was it Simon, do you remember?" she probed further, now noticing as her mother shifted on the bed at her question.
"Yes I do, I'll never forget it, it was…." Then he paused as he looked over to his mother, and then back over at his sister.
"No it's OK," she said, "You should have no secrets from each other"
"My first time was with mum" he answered, and she responded by putting her hand on his bare thigh and stroked slowly up towards his groin.
"Mum!" she sputtered in disbelief "You had sex with your own son!"
"Of course" she replied calmly, "Just as my mother broke in my brothers and my father was my first time."
"In fact," said Simon as his mother's hand slipped inside his dressing gown "She was so good, I keep coming back for more!"
"You mean you still do it?" enquired Chloe as she watched her mother fondle her brother's muscular thigh.
"Yes" said her mother "Since your father left he's kept me satisfied daily, why do you think I never started dating again?"
Then it started making sense to Chloe. She never saw Simon with any girlfriends, and it was true, her mother never saw anyone else after her dad left despite the fact she was only in her early thirties when he went. Now in her mid forties, she had still retained her good looks, and she had a wonderful curvy figure.
It was from her mother that Chloe inherited her good looks and she had an equally impressive figure, though her breasts were considerably smaller than her mother's ample charms.
"And dad was going to break me in too?" she enquired, now accepting it as an almost normal thing to do.
"That's right" replied her mother, "On your 18th birthday, just as I did with Simon. When he left though, I figured that you were so nice looking that you would probably find some young man and do it on your own."
"Don't you find it weird though Simon, still sleeping with your mum?" said Chloe, now turning her attention to her brother's point of view.
"Not at all sis" he smiled "She's not mum any more really, she's just Ellen to me, and she's all the woman I could ever want."
"Couldn't you teach me too mum?" she asked desperate to be experienced before her wedding night.
"No honey," she answered, "I may be able to give you away at you wedding, but you definitely need a man for that."
Then all three of them seemed to have the same idea simultaneously; nevertheless it was Chloe who made the suggestion.
"Couldn't Simon do it?"
Simon and Ellen looked at each other for a moment before Simon finally responded "I don't mind mum, what do you think."
Ellen smiled as she answered, "I suppose it's selfish me having you all to myself. You're a lucky girl too Chloe, if you can fit his monster inside you, you're well set, I just hope he doesn't spoil you too much!"
As she answered, Ellen opened up Simon's robe, revealing his naked body to his sister for the first time since they were infants.
Chloe's eyes almost popped out of her head as she lowered her eyes down his athletic chest and tight stomach down to his groin.
Simon's penis was lying soft in his lap. Despite it being still dormant, it still was an impressive size by any standards.
Despite Chloe being a virgin, she was versed in sex education, and was well aware that it would serve her no purpose in its current state.
"So then Simon," she panted, still unable to tear her eyes away from his fantastic manhood, "How do I make it hard?"
"I think I can help you there Chloe" offered Ellen, as she unbuttoned her nightgown, revealing her milky white tits and soft smooth belly.
Then she placed her hand on the inside of his thigh and lightly traced the tips of her fingers along his leg, stopping just before his scrotum.
"Come over here love," she instructed "Don't be shy."