Mother and Son Swinging Sex Ch. 01

A virgin who couldn't wait to have sex with a woman for the first time, he was constantly horny. When he wasn't spying on his MILF of a mother to see whatever he could see of her, he was spying on his big sister. His sister was her mother's younger clone. Instead of being mother and daughter, they could pass as sisters, identical twin sisters. If they still had Ivory soap commercials, the sponsors would hire them to hype their skincare products.

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Last week was Brett's 18th birthday. After having graduated from high school last month, he had finally come of age. No longer a boy, he was a man, albeit a virginal, and horny, young man. He couldn't wait to have a steady girlfriend. He couldn't wait to kiss a woman, French kiss her. He couldn't wait to make out with a woman while feeling her everywhere through her clothes. He couldn't wait to have deeply penetrating and satisfying, orgasmic sex.

He couldn't wait to see, touch, feel, fondle, and suck his first set of naked tits. He couldn't wait for a woman to see his cock, fondle his cock, stroke his cock, suck his cock, and/or fuck his cock. He couldn't wait to cum all over her hand, across her naked breasts, in the mouth, and/or in the pussy of a willing woman. In the meantime, he masturbated while imagining his mother and sister naked and having sex with them. In the meantime, he tried to sneak peeks of his mother and his sister in all manner of undress.

His last summer to hangout after graduating from high school, he'd start college in September. He had a part-time job but that didn't start until next week. His sister worked as a glamour model, a secret job that he didn't find out about until much later. Obviously, his mother and father knew.

She finally confessed to him what she did for work when he caught her looking at photos of herself on her computer. Even though she closed her computer screen as soon as he walked in her room, he caught a glimpse of her posing in her sexy lingerie. He wished he could see his sexy sister in her bra and panties, sexy nightgowns without the modesty of wearing a robe, topless, and/or naked. Instead of having to sneak around to see whatever he could see of his sister, he wished she'd glamorously pose for him.

Now, he understood why his father bought his sister low-cut bras, skimpy panties, and sexy nightgowns. He wondered if his sister modeled her low-cut bras, skimpy panties, and sexy nightgowns for his father in the way she modeled them for her glamour photographer. He'd love to be a fly on the wall to see his sister modeling her sexy lingerie. He'd love his sister to model her low-cut bras, skimpy panties, and sexy nightgowns for him. If only just once, he wished his sexy sister would pose topless or naked for him.

From being fully clothe to modeling in her bras and panties, sexy nightgowns, topless, and even naked, Emma sat and stood for erotic poses while being photographed for various, men's magazines. If only, he knew which magazines she modeled for, he'd go out and buy them. Threatening to tell her friends what she did for a job if she didn't show him her sexy photos, with her unashamed and unembarrassed, she refused to share her sexy photos with him.

"Go ahead and tell my friends what I do for work. I don't care," she said with a shrug. "If anything, they'd be jealous. If anything, they'd wish they had my body and could be glamour models too," she said with as much pride as she said with attitude.

Not wanting to ruin the good relationship he had with his sister, hoping that she'd show him her photos of herself in all manners of undress one day, he didn't betray her confidence to her friends. Instead, whenever alone in the house, he snuck in his sister's room looking for her sexy photos. Unable to find any photos of her anywhere, he looked everywhere, under her bed, under her mattress, in her closet, and in all of her drawers.

No doubt, they were all on her computer. If only he had the password to her computer he'd see his sexy sister in all manner of undress but he had no idea what her password was. If only he had the password to her computer, he'd be masturbating over the photos of his nearly naked sister in her bras and panties, sexy nightgowns, topless, and/or even naked. If only he had the password to her computer, he'd print out her photos and show them to a select few of his friends.

'My friends would pay me good money to see sexy photos of my scantily clad sister,' he thought. 'They all think my sister is hot.'

Since his father knew she was a glamour model and with him buying her sexy lingerie, he wondered if his Dad saw photos of his daughter in her low-cut bras, skimpy panties, sexy nightgowns, topless, and/or even naked. His friends have always voiced their sexual attraction not only to his sexy sister but also to his MILF of a mother. Only, embarrassed for them to know, they had no idea that he was sexually and incestuously attracted to his mother and sister too. They had no idea that he masturbated over his mother and sister every day. They had no idea that he wished he could have sex with his mother and/or his sister.

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Today, with no other place that he'd rather be, her day off from work, he was home alone with his MILF of a mother while his sister and father were at work. In the way that he wished he could have sex with his sexy sister, he wished he could have sex with his shapely mother. Obviously, with his mother thinking that he had gone out early with his friends, something he typically did on a sunny, summer day, he was still up in his room.

So as not to disturb her, something he seldom did, he quietly played video games without the sound. It wasn't as much fun playing video games without sound. Yet, willing to sacrifice his video gaming pleasure for his sexual perversion, he enjoyed sneaking around the house without his mother knowing that he was home. Hoping that she'd think she was alone, perhaps, he'd see something of his mother that he shouldn't see.

Bored and horny, tired of playing soundless video games, he crept around the house to see what his mother was doing. In the way that he wished his mother would deliberately expose her naked body to him, he'd love to expose his naked cock to his mother. Only, just as what kind of mother would deliberately expose her naked body to her son, what kind of son would flash his naked cock to his mother?

Even if he flashed her his stiff prick while making it appear accidental or unintentional, as soon as he developed an erection, she'd know that he was deliberately, perversely, and incestuously flashing her. Something he couldn't control or hide, he always had an erection. Even if she looked or even stared at his naked prick, what if she told his father? What if she told his sister that her brother is a pervert and to be wary of him?

Nonetheless with him horny and needing to masturbate, he was hoping to see something, anything, of his mother that he shouldn't see. Hoping she was still in bed, he'd love to spy on his mother sleeping. With her nightgown in disarray after kicking off the covers, he'd love to see her panty clad ass or her naked ass. Only, impossible to spy on her, her bedroom door was always closed and there was no keyhole in the door.

He'd love to see his mother in her bra and panties, topless, and/or naked. Perhaps, she was in her bedroom dressing or undressing. Tempted to do so, while making himself horny, he'd love to barge in her bedroom without knocking under the false pretense that he had something important to tell her.

Perhaps, she was taking a shower. He imagined seeing his mother's naked body through the steamy, glass, shower door. Between the noise of the shower and the bathroom fan, she may not hear him crack open her bathroom door. Yet, she certainly would feel the cool air rushing in the bathroom.

Perhaps, she was taking a bath, a luxurious and relaxing bubble bath. Pretending that he had to pee and couldn't make it downstairs before peeing himself, he'd love to barge in her bathroom to see her naked. He'd love to sit with her and talk to her while her nakedness was temporarily concealed with bubbles. One by one, as if she was a stripper on stage, he'd watch the bubbles burst while revealing more of his mother's naked body.

While constantly masturbating over her, he continually played every sexual scenario in his head on how to see his mother and/or his sister without their clothes. With peeping on his horny mind, he crept around the house as if he was a burglar. When not finding her upstairs, he quietly headed downstairs. Not making a sound, he took care not to step on the stairs that creaked. Instead of walking all the way down the stairs, not wanting her to know that he was there, he stopped and sat on the stairs to survey the living room.

The living room was dark. She hadn't opened the drapes yet. With today promising to be another hot day, she kept the room darkening drapes in the living room closed. If she was in the living room, until his eyes adjusted to the darkness and with there not a light on downstairs, he couldn't see her. With her not in the living room, maybe she was still in bed or in her bedroom dressing.

With today another, bright, sunny day, maybe she was already outside sunning herself in her bikini. While imagining what she looked like in her underwear, he loved seeing his mother in her sexy bikini. Seemingly so innocent until his erection confessed his inappropriate, sexual intentions, while imagining she was in her sexy underwear or naked, he loved hugging his mother when she was wearing her bikini. She had a beautiful body. She had as good of a body as his sister. So soft, yet so firm. With her big tits and rounded ass, her body was as shapely as it was sexy.

'Maybe she's lying out back topless,' he thought while sexually exciting himself even more. 'Maybe she's lying out back and sunning herself naked,' he thought while starting to get an erection. 'How hot would that be to spy on my mother sunning herself topless or even naked?'

One of his favorite things to do was sneaking up on her while staring at all that she was showing and all that he could see. Unable to get enough of the sexy sight of his mother, he'd love nothing more than to see his mother topless and/or naked. While watching her from his bedroom window where she couldn't see him and without her knowing he was there watching, he loved masturbating over seeing his topless and/or naked mother sunning herself.

Only, careful not to expose herself to him, whenever she was naked or topless outside, with a small hand towel covering her naked ass, she was always lying on her stomach and not on her back. Then, when she was lying on her back naked, she had a hand towel across her big tits and another hand towel folded on her naked pussy. The only chance he had of seeing any naked part of her body was when she turned and adjusted her position.

As quickly as he had the thoughts of his mother topless and/or naked, he had an erection. With him always snooping around the house, he had already seen quick, furtive flashes of his mother and his sister in their bra and panties, topless, and naked. Ever since he turned 18-years-old, as if they were deliberately flashing him and sexually teasing him, never had he seen as much of their semi-naked and naked bodies. Never had he masturbated as much over the thoughts of his mother and sister naked while having sex with their naked bodies as he was masturbated over them now.

They both had sexy and shapely bodies. Just like his sister, his mother had a nice ass and C cup breasts with big nipples. In the way that he'd love to feel his mother's ass and suck her tits, he'd love to feel his sister's ass and suck her tits too. He imagined them giving him a hand job while he felt them through their clothes. He imagined them giving him a blowjob after he stripped them naked and had his wicked, sexual way with their naked bodies.

While masturbating himself, he imagined feeling and sucking his Mom's and his sister's big tits while fingering their erect nipples. He imagined making out with them while touching them and feeling them everywhere that a brother should never touch and feel his sister and a son should never touch and feel his mother. He imagined them stroking his cock before sucking his cock. Having never imagined making love to them and/or fucking, them giving him oral sex was as far as he got in his sexual fantasy of having sex with his MILF of a mother or his sexy sister before cumming.

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Not finding her upstairs, baffled now and more than curious where she could be, he wondered where his mother was. He knew she wasn't at work. Today was her day off. Maybe she was running errands or was out food shopping. Maybe she was out for a drive or was visiting a friend. Maybe she was down the cellar doing laundry but with the house so quiet, he didn't hear the washing machine or the dryer.

Not wanting to be detected of snooping and/or suspected of spying on her, he remained quiet while sitting still on the hall stairs and listening for her. Obviously, with her not upstairs and not hearing her in the kitchen downstairs, perhaps, she was outside. Yet, a bit early to be sunning herself, perhaps, she was gardening. While sneaking peeks of whatever he could see of her, he loved watching her from his bedroom window when she was out sunning herself. Not usually a sexual turn on, he sexually enjoyed helping her garden.

Preoccupied with weeds and digging holes to plant seeds, she was as clueless as she was careless about what she was inadvertently showing him. While wondering if she was deliberately or unintentionally flashing him her panty clad crotch, he enjoyed watching his mother bending at the waist to pull weeds. When he leaned forward for a closer look up her skirt, her short skirt was raised high up enough in back to give him a good view of her shapely, panty clad ass. Then, when she squatted down to dig holes and plant seeds, and he squatted down with her to help, he was rewarded with an in between her legs peek of her panty clad pussy mound.

'I'd love to finger my mother's panty clad pussy. I'd love to lick her cunt through her panties,' he thought while staring at his mother's exposed panties. 'I'd love to masturbate my mother.'

If the deliberate or accidental flashing view she gave him of her panty clad ass and the back of her panty clad cunt wasn't enough, when she hiked up her sundress and squatted down to pull weeds, he saw even more. When she squatted down to plant vegetables and flowers, and with him facing her and careful not to catch him staring, he squatted down with her. He wondered if she knew she was exposing her panty clad cunt to his horny eyes. Clearly, he could see his mother's pussy mound, her pussy slit, her camel toe, and even the dark brown pubic hairs that escaped from the sides of her panties.

'I love gardening with my mother,' he thought while laughing to himself and enjoying the sexually salacious view of his mother's panty clad cunt.

Then, when she leaned forward to dig a hole, the top of her sundress fell open and leaned forward with her. On the false pretense of helping her pull weeds, digging holes, or planting seeds, again while trying not to catch him looking, she rewarded him with nice down-sundress views of her naked breasts. She had big, shapely tits with big nipples. He loved his mother's tits. Every time he saw her tits, he wished her could touch them, feel them, fondle them, squeeze them, and suck them.

With the top of her sundress as low cut as it had fallen wide open, he'd love to stick his horny hand down the front of his mother's sundress. He only wished he could touch her tits, feel her tits, fondle her tits, and suck her tits. He couldn't count how many times he masturbated over his mother flashing him her panties and/or her naked breasts while gardening.

He wondered what his mother would do if he groped her tits through her sundress. He wondered what she'd do if he stuck his horny hand down her sundress and felt her naked tits while fingering her erect nipples. He wondered what she'd do if he reached out his hand and cupped her pussy through her panties while she squatted down in front of him. With her only wearing a sundress and panties, he'd love nothing more than to finger his mother's cunt while feeling her naked tits.

Daring himself to do so and horny enough to do so, after his mother flashed him all that he hoped to see of her, he was tempted to wear his oversized running shorts without underwear while helping her garden. In the way that she flashed him her panties and naked breasts, he'd love to flash his mother his naked prick. He wondered what her reaction would be to seeing his naked cock. He wondered if she'd look, stare, or look away in embarrassment. Only, impossible to hide his flashing intentions, once he developed an erection, she'd know that he was purposely exposing himself to her.

Interrupting his sexual fantasy of gardening with his mother while flashing him her panties and naked breasts and flashing her his naked prick, seemingly from out of nowhere, he heard his mother. She seemed to be in some sort of distress. He couldn't tell if she was in pain or was excited.

"Oh, oh, oh," he heard his mother say. "Oh, oh, oh."

As if he was imagining it, bursting his sexual fantasy of her gardening in her short and low-cut sundress, he suddenly heard his mother's voice. Distracted while wondering where she was, what she was doing, and what she was saying, he heard something he never thought he'd ever hear his mother say. He heard what he verbalized to himself whenever he was masturbating over his mother and/or his sister. He heard what he sexually fantasized his mother saying when imagining having forbidden sex with her.

"Fuck me. Fuck me, Brett. Fuck me," he heard her say. "Fuck your mother. Stick your big, hard cock in my warm, wet pussy."

To be continued...

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