My name is Logan, and my twin is Lucas. We were 20 years old at that time. I don't know if it is the same with all twins but we were inseparable. We would tell everything to each other. If something happens in our life, the other was the first person to know.
And I must say that we were undeniably handsome. Considering our fit bodies besides our faces, thanks to workout sessions, we were basically living a Casanova lifestyle in the college. Hell, we even double-teamed a few girls. I wasn't even able to imagine a life without Lucas at that point, and I'm sure he felt the same.
Everything started with our arrival to home from college for summer break. It was mostly like every summer. We were socializing with our friends from the neighborhood almost every day, and then coming home for dinner to taste mom's delicious cooking.
Lucas was behaving a little weird around Mom at that time, but I didn't give it a serious thought. Well, until Lucas opened up to me a few weeks later...
We were hanging out in our room one night. Lucas suddenly began talking while I was playing a game on my PC.
"I can't stand it anymore. I need to tell you." He said out of nowhere.
I looked at him after pausing the game. "Tell me what?"
"First, promise me you won't freak out." He demanded.
"Dude, you know me better than that. And you are scaring me right now. Tell me whatever it is."
"Well, o-okay." He was obviously nervous, and it was a rare sight for me. "I- I have been reading some stories online. Well, erotic stories to be honest."
"So?" I encouraged.
"Well..." He struggled a little before speaking. "To be more honest, they are i-incest stories."
I raised an eyebrow. After torturing him with a few seconds of silence, I finally spoke. "So you want to fuck me, is that it?"
An involuntary laugh escaped from his lips. "No, idiot." He chuckled some more. "They are more like m-mother-son stories."
I couldn't believe what I heard. "Dude, are you serious?"
"I can't fucking get it out of my head, man. Did you ever look at Mom as a woman? Then do it if you didn't until now. She is fucking gorgeous!" He pointed.
I couldn't help but think about it. He was right. Our mother, Jessica, was an extremely beautiful woman. In fact, she was in her prime time.
Our mother was a 38-year-old woman with two sons. A confident and friendly woman. She was a single mother. Our parents divorced when we were 12 and our father married again a few years ago. We always stayed with Mom. Fortunately, money wasn't much of an issue.
She was a 171 cm tall woman with beautiful black hair, a chiseled pale face with brown eyes, fully developed big tits, a curvaceous ass, and relatively thick smooth-skinned legs... She was the MILF next door you desperately wanted to fuck.
Thanks to my perverted brother, I couldn't get her out of my head in the coming days. She was a fresh food that we never tasted before and we were craving her. We were infatuated with the idea of tasting her, the forbidden fruit. We didn't notice her before because she wasn't an option until that point, but she suddenly became one.
We, Lucas and I, could lust after anyone. We weren't narrow-minded people, especially about sex. I even fucked my cousin before. So there wasn't any internal battle to resist the temptation. In fact, we wanted to be consumed by the temptation.
But that didn't mean our mother was the same. Incest relationships are rare because the chances of having the incestuous mindset in more than one person in a family are extremely low. Even more so if they are religious.
Luckily, Mom's view on life was similar to ours. She was the one who shaped a good portion of our personalities after all. So we started the race a few steps ahead of others on that front.
After long discussions with Lucas, we finally decided to pursue the idea. We would try to make our dream come true. We were positive that it wouldn't destroy our relationship with her even if she rejected it in the end.
So we began working by giving glances and stares at her certain body parts. We had more than enough material since it was summer. We did it to see her reaction but that doesn't mean we weren't mesmerized by her beauty. We knew she was beautiful but it wasn't until this point that we looked at her with the eyes of a buyer.
And to our pleasant surprise, she didn't say anything. She allowed us to devour her with our lustful eyes. Sometimes there would be a provoking smile on her lips. This made us more and more daring. We would rummage through her underwear drawer when she wasn't home and we would leave it without tidying up.
I must say that there were some very sexy lingeries for a single woman. Thinking about her having an active sex life only fueled us further. We were going to satisfy that woman that she wouldn't need another man from that point onwards. We were going to be her lifelong men.
Well, that was our dicks talking. But we reached a point where it would be the biggest disappointment in our lives if we didn't succeed. We needed that woman.
Weeks passed by and we decided to take the game one step further, or a few steps to be honest. We went to her bedroom one night when she left the shower. This tension needed to stop somehow.
We went in and closed the door behind us. She was drying her hair against the mirror. There was silence for a few seconds. but then I heard Mom's voice.
"Boys! Can't you knock?" She quickly scolded. "Don't you see I just got out of the shower?"
I heard Lucas' footsteps approaching her. "What's the matter?" She asked, obviously confused.
