My sister Chloe had borrowed my IPod again, she always did it without asking me and it drove me crazy. Not just my IPod anything she wanted she would just take without consulting me first and return it whenever (if ever) she decided to. It shouldn’t even be a problem at all Chloe was 21 and should definitely have a house of her own by now where she couldn’t bug me. Then again I was 19 and should probably be looking for one myself however I figured I had at least one more year of mooching off my mum before it got weird. I would always have to go into her room myself and get my stuff back which was normally easier said than done. My sister’s room was a jungle of clothes and make-up and all sorts of shit on the floor and manoeuvring around the place was close to impossible for anybody but Tarzan. I had to accept that stuff like books and DVD’s were lost forever whenever they were sent to the bottomless black hole that was the floor of Chloe’s room but an IPod was different those things were expensive and I wanted it back.
I knocked lightly on the door; I had no idea where Chloe was or if she was even home. She spent most of her time sleeping at somebody else’s house without telling anyone so it was often just a guessing game if she was home. She didn’t answer so I knocked again, louder this time and waited for a response. Still nothing so I wrapped my hand around the handle and opened the door.
‘I’m comin’ in sis’’ I warned as I slowly opened the door and walked in, god knows what she does in there, whatever it was I didn’t want to walk in on it.
The room was empty which meant that Chloe wasn’t home; she was probably out fucking some dumb jock somewhere. The walls were a crème colour and blank with no posters on them at all and just one picture on the wall of Chloe that had been taken professionally as a birthday present, she looked pretty in it which of course I would never let her know. Next to the framed picture of Chloe was a large mirror with some other smaller pictures of her and her friends on holiday in Greece all around the border. The floor was filled with shit and clothes which was to be expected.
I looked on her bed; it was freshly made which contrasted strangely with the rest of the filthy room. There was nothing on there except for some pillows and a teddy bear that she kept for ‘sentimental value’ but no IPod which is all I cared about.
The chest next to her bed was pretty much empty; it had some pictures in frames on the top of it along with a digital alarm clock. I opened the draw to see if she had put it in there, and greeting me as I did this was the most unwelcomed sight of my sister giant leopard print vibrating dildo. My initial reaction was to flinch and look away, I knew after all that my sister was all women and had a powerful sex drive, she was always having guys over and staying at guys houses but so far it had all been a case of out of sight out of mind. Until now, now I was faced with this vibrating monstrosity. Or at least that’s what I was thinking but to my surprise I felt my pants grow tighter at the thought of my sister dildo. That made me think even more about what she actually did with it, the thick dildo vibrating and sliding inside her tight… I stopped as soon as I realised I had now picked up the thing and was holding it close to my face and picturing my goddamn sister using it, urghh… what the hell is wrong with me. I threw it back into the draw and slammed it shut. My pants took a shame filled second to loosen and then I resumed looking for my IPod all the while at the back of my mind Chloe’s self-inflicted moans of pleasure were ringing in my ears.
I looked through the crap on the floor now, I pulled up old clothes and books of all sorts and found a treasure trove of lost possessions. Fuck I even found some of my childhood toys whose disappearance caused me some distress back in the day left here to rot on my sister bedroom floor of mysteries.
As I pulled up one of my sister many, many cardigans that I had never seen her wear I saw a pair of her knickers on the floor. My mouth opened. They were a sexy pair of panties, black and lacy with floral patterns on them. They were French knickers very small and I couldn’t help but picture my sisters round bottom being hugged by this sexy lacy garment, how she pulled it up until they were deep up her crack. The all too familiar tug in my pants resumed and my mind resumed its mix of shame and arousal. I lost control over my actions and the horny part of my brain took control. I reached out and grabbed the panties that lay on the floor, the lace pattern felt good against my hand and I scrunched my fist tighter around them.I brought the panties to face level and stretched them out in front of it and admired the detailed patterns engraved into it. I don’t know why all of a sudden I was having these thoughts I guess I had never been confronted by my sisters sexuality before and it had never occurred to me, I was too busy conforming to society’s notion that sisters are all icky and have cooties. But my sister was in fact a very beautiful and sexy young woman with a tight young body and a healthy sexual appetite. The dildo in the draw awakened something in me and I don’t know why but I pulled my sister’s knickers closer to my face until the material was rubbing my skin. I pressed harder and harder against my face and started to inhale. They smelt good, fresh and I could smell Chloe’s scent on them. I stuck my tongue out and licked the part of them that would have been where her pussy was.
I was standing in my sister’s room rubbing her knickers all over my face and rubbing my bulge through my pants. I was reaching some sort of mental climax when I was snapped back to reality harshly by the crash of the door and the whisper of distant voices. I threw Chloe’s underwear back on the ground and started to hate my actions pretty fast. ‘That’s your fucking sister goddamn it you sick son of a bitch’. I was about to turn around and leave when I heard voices giggling and footsteps at the top of the stairs, I panicked and looked around the room my eyes frantically picked up a tiny desk, under the bed and a closet as the voices grew ever louder. I opted for the closet and managed to get in there and close the doors just as the main door to the room slid open and in walked my sister Chloe.
Chloe slipped into the room grinning a mischievous grin and dragging somebody into the room by hand. ‘Shit what am I gonna do?’ The logical part of my brain thought whereas the horny part thought ‘Woo free show’. There was no doubt in my mind that my sister had brought somebody back with her and I had to get out of here before things got a little too X rated for my good.
I couldn’t believe it when I saw it and when I did see it I tried to explain it logically to no prevail. My sister had brought somebody with her alright… my mum Jane.
Why are they laughing? Why was my sister holding my mums hand? I thought as I watched the strange events unfolding in front of my eyes.
I stared through one of the small slots inside the closet door and I could see my mum and my sister sat next to each other on Chloe’s bed. They were smiling and Chloe was running her hand down my mum’s thigh. My sister looked good! Especially taking into account my new found crush on her. She was wearing a cute little yellow summer dress that was very loose at the bottom but hugged her torso nicely. Her ample breasts were pressed tightly almost squeezing out of her dress as if on purpose. Her long legs hung seductively from the bottom of her dress. She had her long brown hair done stylishly with a bright yellow flower that matched her dress in her hair. Her green eyes were gleaming and her bright pearly whites matched the shine. My dick was pressing against the closet door now almost opening it slightly.
It was strange to say it but my mum looked quite seductive too. ‘Your sisters one thing but not your mum too’ I thought but the powers of my mums feminine charms were too much. Jane was wearing a summer dress too but perhaps a less fashionable one however no less flattering. It was a tight blue one that highlighted her mature curves. Mum looked good for her age, she did look her age which was about 41 perhaps a bit younger but she retained her youthful glow and features. She was the spitting image of my sister but perhaps slightly curvier and instead of brown hair she had dyed it platinum blonde and had it tied in a ponytail instead of let down like Chloe’s. Despite my inner objections my mums tight body being caressed by my sister was almost too much for me too handle.
‘What the hell are they doing?’ I thought a moment before my question was answered in the most satisfying way possible. Chloe leaned in closely as if to kiss mum but she stopped for a moment and they stared into each other’s eyes and smiled. Then Chloe leaned forward even more and her lips met delicately with mums. They were both sat in each other’s embrace and I could hear the moist squishes as they swapped saliva and French kissed each other. My mind was in shock but I couldn’t help but be overpowered by the feeling that I had stepped into the most awesome porno ever.
‘Wait’ Chloe said pulling away from my mother’s moist kiss. ‘NO’ I thought but managed to keep it just a thought.
‘What is it sweetheart?’ my mum was smiling comfortingly at Chloe.
‘We can’t keep doing this can we?’
‘Why not?’ My mum asked, it was a fair question. ‘Is it making you uncomfortable?’
‘No it’s not that I promise… it just doesn’t seem fair to dad’ Chloe looked away now as if unable to look our mother in the eyes but my mum grabbed her gently by the cheek and pulled her head forward.
‘Your father and I haven’t been close for a long time Chloe. And we haven’t been intimate for just as long. A woman like me needs companionship, you understand. That’s all this is, two healthy adults helping to satisfy each other’s physical needs’ This seemed to reassure Chloe as she smiled and looked into mums eyes with new confidence before leaning in and kissing her again.
The tongues had come out now and things were getting hotter.
