Now, 42, and a mom of three, I was putting on my skis for a very different reason -- to get help for our family, trapped in a cabin by six feet of snow up on Washington state's Mt. Rainer.
Are you sure this will work?" my 23-year-old son Jeff had asked.
"Well," I said. "Since we don't have cell or internet, there's no way to know if more snow is on the way or what. The main problem is that it'll take me a while to get to Bill's and probably tomorrow before I can come back. You three will be alone. Think you can handle it?"
My two 18-year-old twin daughters, Casey and Chloe, looked at me with confidence. They'd been in the outdoors since they were young. Of course they could handle one night alone. At the time, I had no idea what kind of a night it was going to be!
I secured my backpack, grabbed the poles and pushed off. I'd skied the upper meadow to Bill Watson's house many times. The sun was out, and the view from high above the valley was something out of a Christmas card.
Though I'd left competitive skiing behind years ago, I'd stayed in shape, and it showed. I was pleased with the muscle tone of my legs and arms as I sped along.
It took about three hours to get to Bill's place. Bill has known our family for many years, and our kids kind of grew up together.
"Hey Sami, I wondered when I'd see you," Bill said, stepping out onto his porch as I skied up.
"Hey Bill!" I said, clicking off my bindings and taking off one strap of my backpack.
"Let me get that, Mrs. Stevens."
It was Patrick, Bill's son. Patrick was 23, the same age as my Jeff.
"Patrick, I haven't been Mrs. Stevens in many years! Please call me Sami."
Patrick reached for the backpack. I noticed how much he'd grown. He was at least six feet, brown hair and eyes, a muscular figure but with a kind face.
As I looked at him, I froze a bit. He looked so much like my brother Simon. My mind went back to a time when we were both 23, fraternal twins who couldn't be separated. We'd shared a lot more that year than a normal brother and sister would.
"Sami?" Patrick said, tugging on the backpack strap.
"Oh!" I said, letting go. "Sorry about that!"
"Are you okay?" Patrick asked, grabbing my poles.
"Of course!" I said, a little embarrassed. "You just remind me of someone. You're so grown up -- so much a man!"
Patrick blushed a little but said nothing.
"Come on in and warm up, Sami," Bill said as I stepped up on the porch. "I've got the fire blazing as usual!"
"Thanks, Bill," I said, taking his hand. "Our power is out too and the road, well, you know."
Bill laughed. "Lots of folks lost power I'd guess. Don't you have a generator?"
I stomped my feet on the porch. "Yeah, but we forgot the fuel. Hoping you can spare some."
"No problem," Bill said. "We've got plenty of fuel!"
"I can fill a can for you, um, Sami," Patrick said, laying my poles and backpack near the door.
"That'd be great!" I said.
"Well, it'll be dark before you can get back. You should stay the night," Bill said, opening the door and ushering me inside.
"I don't want to be a bother," I said.
"Never!" Bill said. "Glad to have you!"
Bill's place was warm, very warm.
"I put the can next to your skis, Sami," Patrick said, coming in.
I couldn't keep my mind, or my eyes, off Patrick. I usually dated men my age, but there hadn't been much action in that arena for a while. It was more the memories of Simon, I think. It got me to thinking about the wonderful experiences we'd had, exploring things that a brother and sister don't usually explore.
At dinner, I could have sworn that Patrick was checking me out. More than once, I could see him eyeing my chest and even saw him check out my ass. I was flattered and a little turned on by it. Our conversation was lively, and Patrick joined right in. I liked him, a lot.
We sat around the fire for a while until Patrick got up. "Headed to bed," he said. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Patrick," I said, watching his ass as he strode down the hall.
"He's a good kid, Bill," I said, looking back to my host.
"I agree!" Bill said. "You know, I'm going to hit the hay too."
I found myself yawning. "I guess I did get quite a workout today."
We stood and I grabbed my backpack. I opened it up and that's when it hit me. I hadn't brought anything to wear!
"Hey Bill!" I called out into the hall.
"What'ya need?" Bill asked.
"I'm embarrassed to say I didn't bring anything to wear to bed!"
"No worries!" Bill said. "Ask Patrick for a shirt -- he wears a large so that should work."
"Thanks!" I said.
I ventured into the dark hall. I figured Patrick's room was at the end. I noticed candlelight coming from the room. I knocked softly and pushed the door open.
"Patrick?" I said softly.
It was dim inside but as my eyes adjusted, I saw Patrick step from a walk-in closet. He was just removing a t-shirt and had only his underwear on.
I was mesmerized. I looked him up and down. He had large chest muscles and a spectacular six-pack. His dick was held straight up by tight underwear. His legs were very thick with muscles.
"Need something?" he said, making no move to cover up.
"Um, sorry," I said, looking up into his eyes. "Your, um, dad said you'd have a shirt I could borrow."
"Sure," Patrick said easily. He reached into the closet and handed me a button-down shirt.
"Thanks!" I said, sheepishly, and retreated from the room.
"Let me know if there's anything else you need," Patrick said as he closed the door.
In my room I held the shirt to my nose. It smelled like Patrick. I took off my clothes except for panties. I stood in front of the mirror and was pleased with what I saw. Legs long and lanky, a flat stomach, and my large breasts, still firm and full, even after having three kids. My nipples stood out nearly straight from my chest. Maybe there was a reason Patrick was checking me out.
I put on Patrick's shirt. It was pretty hot, so I knew I couldn't stand to have more on.
I tried to sleep but was unable to stop thinking about Patrick. I got thirsty sometime after midnight so I snuck into the kitchen and got a glass of water. I was sitting at the table when I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. It was Patrick, still wearing only underwear.
He smiled as he approached, showing not a hint of embarrassment.
"Couldn't sleep either?" he said, grabbing a water and standing next to me.
The bulge in his underwear was now only about two feet away from me. I was aware that I'd not buttoned Patrick's shirt up very far and my cleavage was on full display. I felt my nipples begin to harden and I knew they'd start poking out of the shirt soon. Somehow, I didn't care.
"Nope, it's too hot, I think," I said, trying to pry my eyes from his crotch.
Was that bulge growing? I think so! I looked up and saw Patrick staring at my chest. As his eyes met mine, he smiled again, and sat down next to me.
"I hope this isn't being too forward," Patrick said. "But is there something, a connection between us? I know I'm feeling it."
"I'm nearly twenty years older than you, Patrick," I said.
"How old you are doesn't matter to me," Patrick said, glancing down at my hardening nipples. "I think you are so beautiful. I can't stop thinking about you."
"Me either," I said.
We sat silent for a few moments, trying to drink this in. Was I attracted to Patrick only because he reminded me of Simon? No, there was more, much more.
"What should we do about it?" Patrick asked, still staring at my chest.
I wondered if he could see one of my nipples. The idea sent chills into my pussy.
I decided to take the initiative. I leaned toward him and tilted my face slightly. He smiled and did the same. Our lips met in a short but tender kiss. Patrick's lips were very soft for a guy.
"Mmm," I said.
We moved in for another kiss. This time I sent my tongue out to touch Patrick's lips. He opened and let me explore his mouth. His tongue started moving around mine. I was now getting very aroused.
"You have such big, gorgeous breasts," Patrick said as we broke off. "May I touch them?"
"I'd love that!" I said, grabbing Patrick's hand and guiding it to my chest.
He gently traced his finger across one of my nipples, sending exciting chills throughout my body. When he squeezed it between his fingers I practically jumped.
"No one's touched me like that in a while," I said. "It feels so good!"
Patrick continued to knead my breast, reaching his other hand to touch my other nipple.
"Your nipples should be touched often if it turns you on," Patrick said, gazing into my eyes.
I looked down and noticed the bulge in Patrick's underwear had grown quite a bit. There was now a long pole standing upright, held in only by the waistband.
"Do you want to touch me?" Patrick said, looking down at his crotch.
I nodded. "Uh huh, I sure do," I said.
I reached over and lightly traced the outline of his dick. Patrick shivered and his cock head pushed up and out of the waistband. I touched it, soft and squishy.
"Oh yeah," Patrick said, shifting in his chair.
"Maybe I can make you feel more comfortable?" I said, reaching with both of my hands to the waistband of his underwear.
"Oh please!" Patrick said.
I tugged at his underwear and as I pulled down, his engorged cock sprang forward, twitching slightly.
"Oh my!" I said.
"You like?" Patrick asked.
"I sure do!" I replied, grasping his erect rod and stroking it.
"You're making me so hard!" Patrick said.
He came back in for a kiss while I continued to squeeze and stroke his dick. I felt his hands move to the buttons of my shirt, undoing them expertly.
Once the buttons were undone, Patrick reached in his hands to touch my bare breasts. I took in a quick breath as I could feel wetness in my pussy.
"You like?" I asked, smiling when we broke off.
In response, Patrick leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth, licking in a circle around it and sucking it up into his mouth. I hadn't felt such pleasure in way too long.
"Shit!" I said, my hand increasing its grip on Patrick's penis.
Patrick moved his hand from my breast and traced along my slit. I jumped slightly.
"You're wet," he said.
"Very," I said.
He used his index finger to go under the fabric of my panties and touch me. I felt a surge of pleasure as his finger found my slit and moved into the warm folds of wetness.
"More?" he asked.
I nodded.
His finger found my pussy and he entered me.
"Oh!" I moaned, my hips moving towards him.
Another finger went into my vagina, and he started rubbing my clit with his thumb while pushing in and pulling out of my pussy.
"You're ... going to ... oh, ah, oh!" I moaned, my body going into an unfamiliar zone.
Patrick picked up his rhythm, clearly trying to make me cum. It was working.
I began bucking my hips on his hands and had to hold my mouth closed or I would cry out. I was about to burst!
Suddenly, an intense wave of pleasure erupted from my pussy. I went numb as it traveled up my body. My back arched forward, and Patrick had to hold me in place, or I would have fallen on the floor.
I was cumming for the first time in a long time. It felt so incredible and freeing and lovely. I knew my pussy was dripping wet. Patrick withdrew his fingers and put them in his mouth!
"Oh, you taste so good!" he said.
"You ... you made ... me cum!" I said, breathlessly.
"Was it good?" he asked.
"Fucking good!" I said, going in and kissing his deeply, tasting my own juices on his tongue.
I still had my hand on Patrick's member. I got off my chair and leaned over, taking his cock in my mouth. It was large and warm and soft but yet hard. I kissed the tip, licked it, then inserted his dick in my mouth.
"Oh fuck!" Patrick exclaimed.
I plunged my mouth over his cock and sucked back up. I started twisting my closed hand around his shaft while I sucked on it. I hadn't given a blow job in a while, but Patrick was inspiring me.
"Oh shit!" Patrick said, holding my head to his crotch. "I'm going to cum!"
"Cum in my mouth!" I said, briefly coming off his cock.
I put it back in and sucked hard. Patrick's waist rose and I felt his cock spasm. A moment later I felt the salty taste of cum and spurts of his semen hit the back of my throat. Patrick grunted and sent fresh amounts of cum into my mouth. I swallowed every drop until he was finished.
I pulled off and wiped the edge of my mouth, sticking a finger back in and licking his cum off it.
"Oh shit!" Patrick said. "That was amazing!"
"I loved it too!" I said, sitting back up on the chair.
"I want to take you back to my room and fuck you," Patrick said.
"I'd love that," I said. "But not with your dad so close."
We kissed and traded tongues as we slowly came down from our orgasms.
"You know," I said when we'd broken off. "I think my kids might be okay with me having a guest, even one as young as you."
"Really?" Patrick said.
"It's possible," I said. "I'll have to ask them. It might be a little weird since they know you, but we'll see, okay?"
"Okay!" Patrick said.
We stood and walked each other back to our rooms. We kissed again and I went inside.
I was still buzzing from cumming, and my thoughts went back to Simon. My brother and I had shared intimate moments just like this -- he making me cum with his finger (and later his mouth) and me blowing him. But we'd never consummated the relationship. His cock had never entered me. I'd regretted that, and after he moved away, we never got the chance.
I fell asleep and dreamed of Simon fucking me.
The next morning, I dressed and met Patrick and Bill downstairs. Patrick smiled a knowing smile, and I winked back at him. Bill didn't seem to notice our interaction.
After breakfast, I packed up to ski back to our cabin. Patrick met me on the front porch.
"Let me at least drive you back part way on my snowmobile," he said.
"I'd love that!" I said, knowing the snow had compacted some by now.
We drove through the winter wonderland in silence, me sitting behind Patrick and hugging his waist. I wanted to hug so much more than that!
We stopped about a mile out from our place.
"I'll ski in the rest of the way," I said to Patrick as we dismounted.
"I'm looking forward to getting to know you much better, Sami," Patrick said, bringing me in for a deep kiss.
"Me too!" I said. "We'll see."
I clicked on my skis and was back in the silence of the snowy forest in no time.
I approached the cabin, knowing that the kids were probably still asleep. I noticed only a small curl of smoke from the fireplace as I approached. I quietly undid my bindings, set my backpack and supplies down and opened the front door of the cabin very softly.
So, here's where my story takes a pretty drastic turn. I entered the front hall which overlooks the living room. As I looked over the railing, I saw a large blanket laid out next to the fireplace.
The blanket was not empty.
What I saw took my breath away and I almost fell over. Laying on the blanket were my three children -- all totally nude! My oldest, Jeff, was in the middle of twins Casey and Chloe. Casey was sucking on Jeff's cock. Jeff's fingers were inserted into Chloe's pussy while they French kissed each other!
Shock would be an understatement. While I'd been away, my three kids had been having incestuous sex with each other -- and were doing it right now, right in front of me.
I should have cried out in anger and rushed down to confront them. But something stopped me. Perhaps it was the memories of my own incest with Simon, or the sexual re-awakening I'd had with Patrick. Whatever the case, I found myself calming quite quickly.
I very quietly walked down the stairs and approached the kids, who were completely oblivious to my presence. I was quite surprised as I watched Casey go down on Jeff's cock -- his very large cock. She couldn't get it all in her mouth nor get her hand all the way around it. It was also very very hard.
Chloe had her legs spread and I could see her bald pussy -- the lips of her labia pink and swollen as Jeff's fingers went in and out. I could even hear the slurping sound Jeff's fingers made going in and out of Chloe's slippery hole.
Casey too was plenty aroused. She was rubbing her clit, using plenty of her own juices to lubricate herself.
I didn't know how or why but seeing my kids together in this way started to arouse me.
I was a little afraid to let it go too long, so I gently touched Jeff's shoulder. He looked up dreamily and for an instant it didn't seem to register who I was. Then his eyes got wide.
"Oh shit!" he said, "Mom!"
At that, Casey slid her mouth off her brother's cock and Jeff pulled his hands out of Chloe's cunt.
"We, um, Mom," Casey blurted out. "We're so sorry!"
A look of panic crossed all their faces. They began looking around for something to cover themselves up. They had apparently brought no clothes with them to the living room.
"Kids, hold up!" I said. "I'm not mad."
"You're not?" Chloe said, pulling the blanket over her ample breasts.
"No, I'm not," I said. "Now go get dressed and let's meet at the kitchen table to talk."
They began to get up, looks of shock replacing panic. Jeff stood first, his erect penis sticking out in front of him like a tent pole. I noticed his muscular physic, not unlike Patrick's. I also noticed that his pubis was bald, just like the twins. Casey and Chloe also got up and ran upstairs, their heavy boobs swaying as they hurried.
I sat at the table and tried to formulate what I was going to say. A few minutes later, three very sheepish children sat with me.
"Look, kids," I said, eyeing each of them individually. "You're probably wondering why I'm not yelling at you. Well, it seems that in a bit of a coincidence, last night I was reminded of a situation I found myself in many years ago -- one not unlike what you experienced in the living room."
"Wait, what?" Casey said.
I laughed softly. "I know, you probably would never have guessed it, but your own mom was in a sexual relationship with her brother."
"Uncle Simon?" Chloe said, her eyes wide.
I nodded. "Uncle Simon. We were both Jeff's age, and we never went 'all the way' but we became attracted to each other and did the very things I just witnessed you guys doing to each other."
The kids were silent.
"So," I continued. "I'm not here to judge you, but to caution you. First, let me ask, have you guys gone 'all the way'?"
The three exchanged a look.
"We have," Jeff said. "We've been intimate with each other, though not all together until last night."
"Oh!" I said, surprised. "So, it's been separate relationships?"
Chloe nodded. "Casey and I, me and Jeff, and Jeff and Chloe. Until now."
"Wow!" I said. "And you two are still on the pill, right?" I said, looking at Casey and Chloe. They'd been on the pill for years for other reasons.
Both nodded.
"Well, that's the most important thing. The other is, well, perception. Very few people would condone what you, what we've, done. Have you thought it through carefully?"
"I think we have, Mom," Jeff said. "We're all adults and we talked before we acted. It's just felt so right. We're closer now than ever."
I sighed in relief.
"You also have to be very careful who you tell," I said.
"We haven't told anyone," Casey said.
"Well, that's a relief," I said. "Look, you guys, I know this is a bit of a shock, but as long as you're careful, I'm okay with it. I think I missed out on closeness with my brother. Now you guys get to enjoy that!"
"We sure thought we were done for," Chloe said. "Thanks for understanding!"
The rest of the day passed uneventfully, though the kids were a bit subdued. I know I'd shocked them, and their brains just didn't know how to compute it. I fixed a nice spaghetti dinner and even let them each have a glass of wine or two, though the twins were not yet 21. I think it loosened things up a lot.
We still had no electricity, but the cabin was nice and warm, and we lit candles in each room. I changed into my usual night shirt and panties and crawled under the covers.
Jeff came in and sat on the edge of the bed. He was wearing boxers but no t-shirt. "So, you're really all right with this?" he asked.
I nodded. "I know it's surprising," I said. "You know, I saw Patrick at Bill's."
"Oh yeah, Pat. How is he?"
"He's grown up a lot. He looks very much like Simon did at that age. I guess that was, in part, why I was attracted to him."
"You, attracted to Patrick?" Jeff said.
"I know, right?" I laughed. "Turns out it was mutual. We, well, we kind of hit it off and may have had an encounter in the middle of the night."
"Really?" Jeff said, surprised. "You had sex with him?"
"Not exactly," I said. "But we did make each other cum. I can't believe I'm even telling you this."
"Well, after what you saw this morning ..."
"True. True," I said. "I hope this doesn't make you feel uncomfortable, Jeff, but you have a really large dick!"
Jeff blushed a bit. "I know. It's too much for some girls."
"But not Chloe and Casey?"
"Nope. They say they really enjoy having it inside. Fills them up."
"I'm sure it does," I said, winking.
Jeff must've been thinking about it because I noticed his dick start to move inside his boxers.
"So," he said. "You and Simon never made love? He never got his dick inside you?"
"No, and now I wish he had. It's become a fantasy of mine over the years. I hate to admit it, but I've cum lots of times thinking about what it would have been like. He's big, like you Jeff. Really filled up my mouth!"
Jeff laughed. "I can't believe I'm having this talk with my mother!"
"It's true. Life's funny that way sometimes!" I said.
Jeff paused for a moment, looking at me.
"You know, it doesn't have to be just a fantasy -- at least in a way."
"What do you mean, Jeff," I asked, watching his dick grow even larger. It was starting to turn me on.
"We could fulfill it together, you and me."
"Oh wow," I said, not totally surprised. "You mean, you'd be willing to fuck me?"
Jeff nodded. "But only if you're into it. It is a sort of big step and all."
"Well," I said, staring at Jeff's crotch. "I've been watching your dick grow in your boxers and I gotta admit, it's making me wet and I'm wondering whether it'd fill up my pussy."
"Only one way to find out," Jeff said, and climbed up to the head of the bed.
I took his face in my hands. "Are you sure about this?" I said.
"Absolutely!" Jeff said and came in for a kiss.
When our lips touched, I felt something like electricity run through me. We opened our mouths and his warm tongue felt like magic gliding over mine. I felt his hands touch my big breasts, my nipples getting harder by the second.
"Why don't you kiss your mom's boobs?" I said as we broke off.
Jeff leaned back and I pulled off my nightshirt, revealing myself to my son.
"Wow!" Jeff said, admiring my breasts. "You're bigger than Chloe and Casey."
"But hopefully just as delicious," I said, pulling Jeff's head to my chest.
He kissed each nipple, sending shivers through my body. His tongue began exploring, licking, encircling, sucking. Each time he sucked in a nipple I felt tingly sensations in my breasts and my pussy, which was getting pretty wet.
As he kneaded and licked my breasts, I reached down and stroked his manhood outside of his boxers.
"Oh, fuck, Mom!" Jeff said.
"Maybe it's time you took those off so I can get a good look at your cock!"
Jeff sat back and pulled off his boxers. His huge dick popped out, throbbing, hard, inviting. I touched the soft tip and then wrapped my hands around its girth, not quite getting all the way around. I began stroking him as he went back to my breasts.
"Want to see my pussy?" I said. "It's starting to ache for you."
"Fuck yeah!" Jeff said.
"Why don't you take off my panties," I said, lifting my ass off the bed.
Jeff grabbed the waistband of my panties and pulled them to my knees. I got them the rest of the way off and extended my legs, opening them wide.
"Shit!" Jeff said, staring at my pussy.
"It's beautiful, and dripping!"
I looked down and saw my light-brown bush glistening with pussy juice. More juice dribbled down onto the sheets.
"Please touch me," I said, guiding Jeff's hand to my crotch.
He turned his hand palm up and stroked my slit. My pelvis rose in response as I felt a surge of pleasure. Jeff found my clit and rubbed against it.
"You seem to know your way around a woman's pussy," I said. "That feels incredible for you to touch me!"
"Can I kiss it?" Jeff asked.
"Shit yeah!" I said.
Jeff scooted back and moved his head between my legs. When his lips touched my lips, I felt another surge of pleasure. He began to lick my pussy, thrusting his tongue into my cunt.
"Oh fuck!" I said. "Oh fuck!"
Jeff kept licking until I pulled him off.
"I want to suck your dick," I said, pushing Jeff back.
"Yes, Ma'am!" he said, lying on his back, his cock sticking straight up in the air.
"I noticed that you're shaved." I said, noticing his bald pubis and balls.
"We shaved each other last night," Jeff said. "It was very sexy!"
I took his member in my hands and placed my mouth over the tip. It felt so soft. As I opened more, I felt the hardness of his cock. I went down as far as I could. I then sucked in and backed up, letting the head make a popping sound as I came off it.
"Fuck!" Jeff said. "You sure know how to do that!"
I smiled and continued twisting my hands around his dick, going down and coming back up repeatedly.
"Shit, Mom," Jeff said. "You're going to make me cum!"
"Oh, not yet son!" I said. "You need to do that in your mom's pussy!"
"I can cum inside you?" Jeff asked.
"Your sisters aren't the only ones on birth control, you know!"
"That'll feel so good!" Jeff said.
"Come up and fuck me," I said, laying on the bed.
Jeff got up on top of me. This was it. I was about to fuck my own son. I thought briefly of Simon, and what that would have been like, but that vision faded, replaced by Jeff's smile and joy as he positioned his cock at my opening.
"Here we go!" he said and I felt the head of his dick begin to open my pussy lips.
"Oh, shit!" I said. "Push it in, Jeff. Put it in. Yes! Like that. Keep going. You're fucking your mom. You're so big inside me. Fuck! Fuck! All the way. Yes!"
Jeff had managed to get his entire cock in my pussy. As he pulled out and pushed in again, I felt these magical tingles. I was fucking my son and loving it!
"Don't stop!" I cried. "I'm already ... already close. Keep going, Jeff. You feel so magical inside me. Don't ... don't ... fucking stop!"
I could feel every inch of Jeff's dick as he thrust it in and out. I lifted my pelvis to match his rhythm. My legs began to tremble, and I knew I was losing control.
"Cum in me, Jeff," I cried. "Cum inside me!"
Jeff suddenly grunted, and pushed even further into me, holding his breath. I knew he was about to shoot his load into my pussy.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" I moaned. "I'm, shit, I'm cumming. FUUUUUUUCK!"
As I felt Jeff's big dick spasm inside me, feelings of pleasure overwhelmed me and I arched up my back and my legs spasmed and I got lost in the feelings of having Jeff shoot off his load in me.
He continued to spurt and spurt, spasm after spasm. He grunted with each amount of cum until he'd emptied himself in me.
Jeff collapsed on my chest. I brought him up and we kissed and kissed. I kept his cock inside me even as it began to soften. I wanted that feeling to stay as long as possible.
As Jeff lay his head on my chest, I opened my eyes and saw Chloe and Casey standing at the door. They were both nude. Casey had her hands on her pussy and Chloe was kneading her own breasts.
"How long have you been watching?" I asked, smiling.
"We saw the whole thing!" Casey said. "I practically came watching the two of you."
"Me too!" Chloe said.
"Well, why are you just standing there. There's room for you guys too!"
Jeff rolled off and Chloe and Casey got on the bed. Casey began making out with Jeff and Chloe came in and kissed me. Kissing my own daughter was totally amazing. Her lips were soft. Our breasts and nipples met as we sent our tongues exploring.
"Can I lick Jeff's cum off your pussy?" Chloe said when we'd broken off.
"That'd be wild!" I said.
Chloe got between my legs and licked up the cum as it dribbled out of my love hole. Once she'd finished she kept going, rubbing my clit and licking my pussy until I came again, sending spurts of pussy juice into her mouth.
By this time, Jeff was hard again and was fucking Casey. I watched as Chloe climbed onto Jeff's face and the twins starting making out over Jeff's cock.
I bent over and licked Casey's bald pussy as Jeff fucked her. She came soon and bucked and thrashed as she orgasmed.
Casey then got up between my legs and gave me another incredible orgasm. I hadn't cum that much in years!
Jeff and I cuddled on the bed and Casey and Chloe laid on either side. We took turns kissing and tonguing each other. I had a chance to play with my daughter's nipples and we had a few more orgasms before falling asleep in each other's arms.
In the morning, I awoke refreshed and rested.
"I have a naughty idea," I said, waking up the kids.
"Ooh, do tell!" Casey said, fondling my breasts and reaching a hand to my pussy.
"You guys are all shaved. Want to shave me so we all look alike?"
"You bet!" Chloe said.
We got in my shower. Jeff and Chloe soaped me up, their hands slipping over my nipples, making them hard. Casey kissed my mound, then put shaving cream on her hands and got me all lathered up.
Jeff stood behind me and Chloe took the razor. I watched as Chloe drew the blade across my mound. With half of it done, she gave the razor to Casey who gently finished the job. They rinsed me off, just in time for Jeff to begin pushing his dick across my slit.
"Oh, fuck, Jeff! That's made me so wet. I've got to you have you inside me!"
I bent over and put my hands on the side of the shower. Jeff came in and started fucking me.
Chloe and Casey started making out and it was too much for me. I came and felt Jeff burst his cock inside me once again.
I gave both girls orgasms as Casey and Chloe took turns sucking Jeff's cock.
It was quite the night and day.
Over lunch, I broached the subject of Patrick.
"You remember, him, right?" I asked the girls.
"Of course. He's cute!" Casey said.
"Well, we've sort of started a thing," I said.
"And by thing," Jeff said, "Mom and he had oral sex!"
"Shit!" Chloe said.
"I know!" I said. "And well, I sort of invited him over so we could do more."
"You mean fuck?" Casey said.
"Yes, I mean I want to fuck him," I said.
"Fine with us!" Jeff said, "right girls?"
Both nodded their heads.
"For sure!" Chloe said.
"Thanks!" I said. "Patrick said he'd snowmobile over sometime today, so I'll invite him to stay for dinner."
"And desert!" Jeff said, smiling.
"Yes," I said. "And desert!"
'd had the most unusual summer of my life. At 23, I came home to Seattle to attend grad school at the University of Washington. Once home, both of my 18-year-old twin sisters had propositioned me to be their first lover. After some hesitation, I obliged and ended up fucking each of them separately.
Fall came, and both my sisters went to live on the UW campus. I got busy with my grad program and well, we didn't see each other very much.
Mom wanted to change that and get us all together during the long winter break. Since there's no dad in the picture, I guess she felt obligated to help the family stay close. She had no idea how close us siblings were already!
The idea was to travel up to Mt. Rainer to our family cabin. It's a bit remote but has electricity. It's a huge log cabin, with plenty of bedrooms and a living room featuring an enormous stone fireplace. We'd spent a lot of time up there when I was growing up, so I had fond memories.
Since we hadn't been to the cabin in years, Mom figured we needed to stock up. The day before we left, we all helped load tons of stuff into our Cadillac Escalade. We put stuff on the roof but there just wasn't enough room, so we ended up filling the middle seat up to the roof.
That meant that Mom and one of us would sit in front, and the other two would be relegated to the very back. I'd been up late for days on a grad school project so told everyone I'd be willing to ride in back so I could maybe sleep.
"Shot gun!" my sister Casey called out.
Casey is one of my twin sisters. She's a minute or so older than Chloe and is the outgoing one of the pair.
Other than the personality difference, they are identical. Both with long light-brown hair, large, firm breasts, and athletic builds.
"Oh, all right!" Chloe responded. "I guess I'll ride with Jeff."
"Don't make it sound like such a punishment!" Mom said as she loaded the last of the items.
Chloe winked at me as she climbed in. "Don't worry Mom. I'll be fine. I won't hit Jeff too many times!"
"Chloe!" Mom chided.
It's a fairly long ride up into the mountains so we all settled in. Mom and Casey started chatting away in the front. With the car noise and the wall of cargo, neither Chloe nor I could hear a thing they were talking about.
I laid my head against a pillow and tried to sleep. I didn't last long.
Chloe leaned against me and snuggled. It was nice. In recent months I'd not seen much of her, so it was great to reconnect.
"I've missed you, Jeff," Chloe said, gently stroking my thigh.
"I'm trying to sleep here!" I said, teasing.
"How can you sleep when we have the back all to ourselves!" Chloe said.
I looked forward and tried to figure out a way that Mom might see us, but a solid wall separated us from the front seat.
I turned my head and Chloe immediately met me with her lips. They were so soft and gentle. She opened her mouth and let her tongue touch my lips. I returned the kiss and let our tongues tangle in the space between us.
I felt Chloe's hand rest on my dick. I hadn't had sex in months and my cock was itching for the warm pussies of my sisters.
"We have to be very quiet," I said softly.
"All the way back here?" Chloe said. "Hey Mom, how's it going up there!" she said fairly loudly.
There was no response.
"See?" she said and started undoing my belt.
I pushed my jeans and boxers down over my knees. Chloe bent over and put her mouth over my cock. It felt so wonderful to have her wet tongue licking up and down my shaft. She began sucking in and going up and down.
"Not too much," I said. "I haven't made love in a while so I'm kind of sensitive."
"Then why don't you go down on me," Chloe said, pulling off her jeans and panties.
She faced sideways and opened her legs wide. I could see her pretty pink pussy was already wet. Her petals were moist and inviting. I laid on my side and began rubbing her clit with my finger.
"Oooh!" Chloe purred.
I flicked out my tongue and began sucking on her clit and licking up and down her slit. I put two fingers in her pussy and began finger-fucking her.
"Mmm hmm!" she groaned. "I haven't fucked anyone since you, brother! I'm pretty sensitive too!"
Her hips began to shake. I increased my rhythm and soon I could hear muffled cries coming from her mouth. She was cumming right in the back seat!
When she'd finished, she pulled me up and we kissed.
"Now your turn!" she said.
"Me?" I said. "How?"
"Lay against the back of the seat and I'll lay next to you."
I pushed myself flat against the bench seat back and Chloe positioned her ass against my big cock. She began grinding into me and my dick separated her ass cheeks. I tried to feel for her pussy as I moved my member up and down her slit.
I found an opening and began to push.
"Shit!" Chloe said. "Where are you putting that?"
I was pretty caught up in my own feelings and continued to push into what I thought was her pussy. Chloe pushed back on me, and I slipped in the rest of the way - into her ass!
I was giving my sister her first anal fuck. I hadn't actually done this very much, but it felt great, different than a pussy. Her cunt is pretty tight, but this was even tighter. Her asshole clinched my dick, sending incredible feelings all up and down my shaft.
"You're in my fucking ass!" Chloe panted, pushing back and matching my rhythm. "It feels amazing!"
Soon we were both fucking hard. I'd pull out and Chloe would push back. I reached under her top and began feeling her large breasts. It didn't take long before I couldn't stand it anymore and felt that strong feeling of pleasure erupt from my dick and travel back into the rest of my body. I shoved my cock even further up her ass and started shooting a big load of cum into her.
When I finally pulled out, she reached back and got cum off her asshole and licked her finger clean.
Chloe turned to face me. "You naughty boy!"
"I'm sorry!" I said quietly. "I wasn't sure what hole I was going into!"
"It's okay. In fact, that felt wonderful. We will definitely have to do that again!"
We put our clothes back on and really did fall asleep for a while. We woke up to the car stopping. We were just sitting up when Casey opened the back door and peered in.
"Anything going on back there?" she asked with a smile.
"Just sleeping," Chloe said as she scrambled out.
Casey gave me a look as I got out.
"What?" I said.
"Nothing," Casey replied.
We went into a restaurant and ate lunch. Mom was really excited about the trip and seeing the cabin again after so long.
"We might even get some snow," Mom said, looking at her phone.
"That'd be cool!" I said. We loved the snow - cross country skiing, using our snowmobiles, and having epic snowball fights.
As we headed back to the SUV, Casey ran on ahead. "I get the backseat!" she said, climbing into the back.
"I'm still pretty tired," I said. "I guess I'll let you join me, as long as you let me sleep!"
"No promises!" Casey said as I got in.
We took off and once again could not hear anything from the front seat.
Casey is the more outgoing of my twin sisters. She wasted no time but came in and began French kissing me.
"I've missed you, Jeff!" she said, breaking off.
"I've missed you too, sister!" I said, stroking her long light brown wavy hair.
We kissed and I felt up her breasts. She glanced to the front, then crossed her hands and pulled her top off. She wasn't wearing a bra so her ample breasts burst out as the shirt came off.
I leaned over and began sucking her nipples.
"Oh yes!" Casey said.
She reached down and began kneading my dick, which was getting hard again. She undid my belt and once again I pushed my pants down over my knees. Soon Casey was giving me a blow job.
This time I knew I could last longer so I just watched as my sister's head bobbed up and down on my dick. When I was nice and hard, she pulled off her pants and got on my lap, facing me.
"Fuck me! My pussy is so wet!" Casey said, positioning herself over my hard cock.
I made sure the wall of cargo sill hid us well before using my hand to find her pussy. Despite my size, my dick slipped in easily. I felt the warmth and wetness and tightness of my teenage sister surround my cock.
"Umph!" I groaned as I pushed in the last inches.
"So deep!" Casey sighed.
She began to lift her pelvis and let it go back down. I watched as my dick emerged from her love hole, and then plunge back in all the way.
Casey began speeding up and groaning softly.
"Oh shit," she cried. "I think I'm going to cum!"
I was glad to hear it because I was nearing a climax too. I pushed in extra hard and felt an even more intense orgasm shoot through me.
"Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" she cried as softly as she could.
Her hips vibrated and she practically jumped up and down on my dick. I was glad for a rougher road because otherwise we'd be rocking our SUV!
I kept pumping cum into her pussy and she kept riding me.
At last, I was empty. We kissed and made out; my softening dick still planted deep inside her.
Eventually she slid off. Like Chloe, she got my cum from her pussy and licked it clean. She then licked all the excess that was dribbling from my dick.
"Mmm," she said.
It wasn't long after we got dressed that we started up the steep road to our cabin. We'd paved it so it wasn't too bad in good weather. Even so, the Escalade bounced a bit as we went over bumps and around sharp turns.
As we emerged onto a high meadow, the cabin came into view. Giant logs make up the structure, which has a commanding view of the valley below. We pulled up and scrambled out.
It was cold, much colder than down along the Puget Sound. We pulled on our down jackets as we unloaded all the stuff from the SUV.
"Let me and Casey get the generator, Mom," I said, pulling the piece of machinery out of the middle seat.
Casey and I hefted it up onto the porch.
"Where's the fuel?" Mom asked, peering into the truck.
"Oh shit!" Casey said to me. "I forgot to load the fuel!"
"Don't know, Mom," I said, covering for Casey.
"Well, I don't see it. Maybe we forgot it. I'll go down into the town tomorrow and get some."
Casey gave my ass a little swat, out of Mom's view. "Thanks, bro! I'll pay you back later!"
"Sounds like a plan!" I said, not sure how that was going to work with the family all together.
We got the heat going and I lit a fire in the giant stone fireplace. The smell of wood smoke soon drove out the musty dusty odor that had accumulated over many months.
After we got everything put away, Mom and Chloe started dinner. Casey joined me in front of the fire and immediately started massaging my dick.
"Woah, sister!" I said, looking over my shoulder into the kitchen.
"Sorry!" she said, removing her hand. "You're just so tempting!"
My virgin sisters had transformed into veritable nymphos. I was loving it!
After dinner we played board games in the living room. No TV in this cabin, though we did have internet and cell service.
Later, I went out to gather more firewood and felt the bitter cold on my cheeks. As I was making my way back from the woodshed, I felt something hit my face - snow. By the time I hit the porch it was coming down heavily. I quickly gathered as much wood as I could and piled it into the wood box on the side of the house. I had a bad feeling about what was coming.
And I was right. Morning light was strange coming through my second story bedroom window. I got up and immediately grabbed a jacket. It was so cold in my room that I could see my breath. Looking out the window, all I could see was white. It must have kept snowing hard all night long.
I got dressed and went downstairs. No one was up. I rebuilt the fire and turned up the heat. But I noticed that the furnace was not kicking on. That's when I realized - no electricity!
I pulled out my cell phone. No service.
"Shit!" I said out loud.
I opened the front door and was confused at first. All I saw was white all around. It had snowed all right - more than six feet of snow! We were effectively snowed in.
I turned on the propane stove - at least that worked - and made hot water for tea and pour-over coffee. Then I got under a blanket next to the fire.
A few minutes later, the women of the house got up and realized our situation.
"Now I really wish we'd remembered the fuel!" Mom said, sipping some hot coffee.
No generator meant we had nothing but the fireplace to keep us warm. The situation was serious, but not alarming.
"Seems like maybe some lines are down," I said. "They'll be out to fix them at some point, right?"
"Yep," Mom replied. "The problem is, when? And we've got to get the highway and our access road plowed somehow."
"What do you want to do?" Chloe asked, setting her tea on the side table.
"I know this sounds weird," Mom replied. "But I think if I can make it out on skis, I could take the upper trail and make my way to town. I'm sure Bill Watson still has his plow."
Bill was an old family friend.
"What about the snowmobile?" Casey asked.
"The snow's too soft," Mom answered. "Maybe in another day we can use it."
"Why don't I go?" I said.
"I need you to stay with the girls, Jeff. But thanks for offering. I'm a much better skier than you are anyway."
"Are you sure this will work?" I asked.
"Well," Mom said. "Since we don't have cell or internet, there's no way to know if more snow is on the way or what. The main problem is that it'll take me a while to get to town and probably tomorrow before I can come back. You three will be alone. Think you can handle it?"
"Sure, we can Mom," Casey said. "We've got lots of wood, thanks to Jeff, and food we can cook. There's plenty of propane."
Mom and I got into the shed, got her skis out and I made sure she had supplies. I watched as she expertly flew across the upper meadow. She'd competed in cross country and hadn't lost the touch.
Outside of the living room, the cabin was ice cold. So, we sat on the couch and Casey threw a big blanket over us. I was between Chloe and Casey. The twins snuggled against me for warmth.
I got up at one point to load more logs onto the fire.
"We should talk about this," Casey said.
"Talk about what?" I said, my back to the girls.
"What we've been doing," Chloe said.
"We have a confession to make," Casey said.
I wasn't sure where the pair was taking this but was frankly glad that we would have an honest conversation between the three of us, since all of my sexual encounters with my sisters had been solo.
I finished putting the last log in place and when I turned back, I saw a wonderful sight. Chloe and Casey were kissing each other. I could see tongues being exchanged between mouths and Casey was holding Chloe's face while Chloe was kneading Casey's boobs!
"Shit!" I said.
"We hoped you'd react something like that!" Casey said, breaking off.
"Remember when I asked you about women kissing and what you thought?" Chloe asked.
I did remember. It was right before our first sexual experience together.
"Oh yeah," I said.
"Well, the reason I wanted your opinion is that Casey and I were beginning to get feelings for each other. We'd kissed for the first time right before she left for volleyball camp."
"Really?" I said.
"Really!" Casey replied. "And when I got back and you and I started fucking, our feelings for each other grew until we ended up doing a lot more than kissing!"
"So, you've been making love to each other?" I asked, realizing my dick was starting to respond.
"Yep," Chloe said. "Once we'd crossed the incest line with you, we figured we could act on our feelings for each other!"
"Why are you telling me now?" I asked, coming back over and standing next to the couch.
"I know we haven't been really fair with you," Casey said, grabbing my hand. "And you probably wondered why we never had a threesome."
"Oh, the thought had crossed my mind," I said.
I'd actually thought about it a lot.
"To be honest," Chloe said, "we were just waiting for the right opportunity. And with Mom gone for at least a day - it was too perfect."
I looked down at my sisters. Two identical twins looking up at me, brown eyes, soft features, cleavage showing how big their breasts had become. I'd dreamed of this day but hadn't dared hope for it - until now.
"What do you propose we do?" I said, looking down their shirts.
"We want to fuck you, and each other, right here!" Casey said.
"Isn't it kind of cold?" I asked.
"Not if we lay the blanket down by the fireplace," Chloe said, standing.
Casey got up and we threw the heavy blanket right in front of the hearth.
The three of us stood, facing each other. My dick was practically bursting out of my pants, in fact, the head of my cock was just emerging from my waistband.
"Looks like someone's already ready to fuck!" Casey said, putting her hand down my shorts and pulling out my cock.
She knelt and started sucking on it. Chloe joined her and I got to watch my twin sisters going down on me together. They took turns putting my dick in their mouths and then licking up the sides and French kissing each other over the head!
I was already getting aroused, so I lifted them up by their arms and we did a three-way kiss. It felt so delicious feeling their tongues in my mouth and in each other's.
"I want to see the two of you fucking!" I said, breaking off.
"I think that can be arranged! Chloe said.
She held Casey's cheeks and went in for a sloppy kiss. I could hear their tongues twisting and slurping on one another. I started stroking my dick.
The two stripped and Chloe started playing with Casey's nipples.
"Ooh!" Casey moaned, looking down at her sister's fingers. "Feels so good!"
Casey grabbed Chloe's ass cheeks and pulled her in, grinding against her pelvis.
"Do you guys do this a lot?" I asked.
"All the time!" Chloe said. "Want to watch?"
"Fuck, yeah!" I said.
Chloe and Casey laid down on the carpet and continued to make out, feeling out each other's boobs. Casey reached down past Chloe's trimmed light-brown bush and started rubbing along her slit.
I had to stop stroking myself. This was getting too much for me and I was afraid I'd cum too soon.
"I want to see you guys make each other cum," I said, pulling off my shirt.
"Let's do a 69!" Casey said to Chloe.
"How do you guys know all this?" I asked.
"Porn," Chloe said. "We've learned a lot from watching other women!"
Chloe lay on her back and Casey got on top of her, putting her face between her younger sister's legs. I watched as they started sucking and licking each other's pussies.
"Oh yeah!" Casey moaned. "Stick your tongue in my cunt!"
I was totally mesmerized. My two twin sisters going down on each other. I got on my knees and got closer to Chloe's face as she ate out Casey. I could smell their juices. I put my hands on Casey's ass cheeks and spread them. I couldn't resist and started licking her asshole.
"Shit!" Casey said.
I had an idea. I got higher on my knees and let Chloe suck my dick, getting it nice and wet. I then positioned myself at Casey asshole and began pushing the head of my dick into her tight hole.
"You're going to fuck my ass?" Casey said, lifting her head from Chloe's pussy.
"I already am!" I said, pushing my large dick in further.
"I've never ... umpf ... shit that's good!" Casey moaned.
I managed to get my cock all the way buried inside Casey's ass. I moved it in and out while Chloe continued to lick her clit. Occasionally I felt her lick the bottom of my balls.
Soon Casey was bouncing up and down as her brother and sister fucked two of her holes at the same time.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Ah!" she cried louder and louder.
She took her face off Chloe's pussy and started breathing rapidly. I was hoping she was getting close because so was I.
Shit! I'm ... AHHHHHH!" Casey cried.
I felt her ass spasm and clinch my dick even tighter. I was giving her an anal orgasm, just like I'd done to Chloe.
I was about to cum when Casey's spasms slowed. I pulled out my dick and licked her ass gently along with Chloe tonguing her pussy.
Casey moaned softly. "You guys. Fuck! I've never felt anything like that!"
The two girls turned around, and we all kissed, Chloe stroking my dick.
"You didn't cum yet, brother!" she said.
"Not yet, but it was close!" I said.
"I want you to cum in my pussy while Casey sits on my face," Chloe said.
"Man, you guys really have learned a lot!"
Chloe got on her back and spread her legs. I came in and she guided my dick into her pussy. It was tight, wet, and warm. I shoved myself in all the way. She was so wet it was easy, even for a guy my size.
Casey then faced me, put her legs over Chloe's face and lowered her pussy over her sister's mouth.
Casey started moving her pelvis back and forth over Chloe's mouth. I leaned over and took one of her big nipples into my mouth. We then kissed, trading tongues.
I felt Chloe begin to move up and down. I knew she was getting close. I sped up my movements and soon felt that incredible high as pleasure caused my dick to swell and then burst out with stream after stream of cum.
"Oh fuck!" I cried.
"I'm cumming!" Chloe cried and arched her back up in the air.
When I was finished pumping cum, I pulled out my dick. Casey leaned down and licked it clean.
We laid down on the blanket, with me in the middle.
"That was so much better than I'd imagined!" Chloe said. "Our first threesome as siblings!"
"You know something I've noticed," Casey said, running her fingers through my bush and squeezing my now limp dick. "All the actors we see in porn videos are shaved."
"Really?" I said. "Even the guys?"
"Yep," Casey said, "even the guys."
"But you guys aren't shaved," I said.
"I know," Casey said, touching her own neatly trimmed bush. "Let's change that!"
"Huh?" I said.
"Let's shave each other!" Casey said, sitting up.
"Sounds like fun!" Chloe said, also sitting up.
"Me too?" I asked.
"Of course," Casey said. "You're going to enjoy this!"
"We can use Mom's shower," Chloe said.
"Wait," I said. "It's cold up there."
"Nothing some steamy water can't take care of," Casey said, standing and grabbing my hand.
Chloe hurried on ahead of us. As Casey and I entered Mom's bathroom, she'd already turned on the shower and was busy lighting candles all over the room.
It wasn't as cold as I was expecting, and I realized that the fireplace down below was slowly heating up the rest of the house.
Although I was hesitant, I figured that anything sexual with my sisters was bound to be enjoyable.
We got in and began lathering each other up. Mom's shower is huge with a rainfall shower head and other jets on the sides.
I rubbed soapy water all over Chloe and Casey's boobs. They lathered up my dick - it felt amazing!
"Now for the fun!" Casey said, grabbing a can of shaving cream and a razor from a side shelf.
They each put some cream on their hands and slowly worked it into my hairy bush and around my balls.
While Chloe kissed me, Casey began running the razor over my pubic hair, rinsing the razor off often. She ran it along my shaft and over my balls. In what seemed no time, I looked down at myself - completely bald.
"Wow!" I said. "That's a new look!"
"We love it!" Casey said. "Now why don't you do me, Chloe?"
Chloe took the razor and handed me the shave cream. "Why don't you lather her up?"
I put a bit of cream on my hand and very sensuously rubbed it into her bush. I French kissed her and kneaded her boobs while Chloe ran the razor along her mound.
"Now it's your turn to do me!" Chloe said, handing me the razor.
Casey lathered up her sister and I came in, deftly shaving off her pussy hair and leaving a totally bald mound. I bent down and kissed it, running my tongue up her slit.
Casey and Chloe made out above me as I started fingering both of my sister's pussies. I got hard again and had each of them lean against the shower wall while I rammed my bald pelvis into their wet cunts. We all came in that steamy shower.
Later, we fixed dinner and ate sitting on the same blanket in front of the fire. We put the dishes off to the side and fell asleep in each other's arms.
Sometime in the morning light, I found myself half-awakened by the feeling of wetness on my dick. I opened my eyes slightly to the site of Casey going down on me.
"Good morning to you!" I said softly.
Casey smiled, her mouth full of my cock.
Then I felt Chloe nibbling at my neck. I turned and began making out with her dreamily.
It had all been so magical - fucking my sisters and watching them make love to each other. I didn't want it to end.
That's when it happened. I felt a hand gently touch my shoulder. I broke from kissing Chloe to look up into the eyes of my mother.The sound of bindings clicking into place brought me back instantly to my early twenties. Competing in cross country had been my passion -- and I'd nearly gotten on the U.S. Olympic Team.
Now, 42, and a mom of three, I was putting on my skis for a very different reason -- to get help for our family, trapped in a cabin by six feet of snow up on Washington state's Mt. Rainer.
Are you sure this will work?" my 23-year-old son Jeff had asked.
"Well," I said. "Since we don't have cell or internet, there's no way to know if more snow is on the way or what. The main problem is that it'll take me a while to get to Bill's and probably tomorrow before I can come back. You three will be alone. Think you can handle it?"
My two 18-year-old twin daughters, Casey and Chloe, looked at me with confidence. They'd been in the outdoors since they were young. Of course they could handle one night alone. At the time, I had no idea what kind of a night it was going to be!
I secured my backpack, grabbed the poles and pushed off. I'd skied the upper meadow to Bill Watson's house many times. The sun was out, and the view from high above the valley was something out of a Christmas card.
Though I'd left competitive skiing behind years ago, I'd stayed in shape, and it showed. I was pleased with the muscle tone of my legs and arms as I sped along.
It took about three hours to get to Bill's place. Bill has known our family for many years, and our kids kind of grew up together.
"Hey Sami, I wondered when I'd see you," Bill said, stepping out onto his porch as I skied up.
"Hey Bill!" I said, clicking off my bindings and taking off one strap of my backpack.
"Let me get that, Mrs. Stevens."
It was Patrick, Bill's son. Patrick was 23, the same age as my Jeff.
"Patrick, I haven't been Mrs. Stevens in many years! Please call me Sami."
Patrick reached for the backpack. I noticed how much he'd grown. He was at least six feet, brown hair and eyes, a muscular figure but with a kind face.
As I looked at him, I froze a bit. He looked so much like my brother Simon. My mind went back to a time when we were both 23, fraternal twins who couldn't be separated. We'd shared a lot more that year than a normal brother and sister would.
"Sami?" Patrick said, tugging on the backpack strap.
"Oh!" I said, letting go. "Sorry about that!"
"Are you okay?" Patrick asked, grabbing my poles.
"Of course!" I said, a little embarrassed. "You just remind me of someone. You're so grown up -- so much a man!"
Patrick blushed a little but said nothing.
"Come on in and warm up, Sami," Bill said as I stepped up on the porch. "I've got the fire blazing as usual!"
"Thanks, Bill," I said, taking his hand. "Our power is out too and the road, well, you know."
Bill laughed. "Lots of folks lost power I'd guess. Don't you have a generator?"
I stomped my feet on the porch. "Yeah, but we forgot the fuel. Hoping you can spare some."
"No problem," Bill said. "We've got plenty of fuel!"
"I can fill a can for you, um, Sami," Patrick said, laying my poles and backpack near the door.
"That'd be great!" I said.
"Well, it'll be dark before you can get back. You should stay the night," Bill said, opening the door and ushering me inside.
"I don't want to be a bother," I said.
"Never!" Bill said. "Glad to have you!"
Bill's place was warm, very warm.
"I put the can next to your skis, Sami," Patrick said, coming in.
I couldn't keep my mind, or my eyes, off Patrick. I usually dated men my age, but there hadn't been much action in that arena for a while. It was more the memories of Simon, I think. It got me to thinking about the wonderful experiences we'd had, exploring things that a brother and sister don't usually explore.
At dinner, I could have sworn that Patrick was checking me out. More than once, I could see him eyeing my chest and even saw him check out my ass. I was flattered and a little turned on by it. Our conversation was lively, and Patrick joined right in. I liked him, a lot.
We sat around the fire for a while until Patrick got up. "Headed to bed," he said. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Patrick," I said, watching his ass as he strode down the hall.
"He's a good kid, Bill," I said, looking back to my host.
"I agree!" Bill said. "You know, I'm going to hit the hay too."
I found myself yawning. "I guess I did get quite a workout today."
We stood and I grabbed my backpack. I opened it up and that's when it hit me. I hadn't brought anything to wear!
"Hey Bill!" I called out into the hall.
"What'ya need?" Bill asked.
"I'm embarrassed to say I didn't bring anything to wear to bed!"
"No worries!" Bill said. "Ask Patrick for a shirt -- he wears a large so that should work."
"Thanks!" I said.
I ventured into the dark hall. I figured Patrick's room was at the end. I noticed candlelight coming from the room. I knocked softly and pushed the door open.
"Patrick?" I said softly.
It was dim inside but as my eyes adjusted, I saw Patrick step from a walk-in closet. He was just removing a t-shirt and had only his underwear on.
I was mesmerized. I looked him up and down. He had large chest muscles and a spectacular six-pack. His dick was held straight up by tight underwear. His legs were very thick with muscles.
"Need something?" he said, making no move to cover up.
"Um, sorry," I said, looking up into his eyes. "Your, um, dad said you'd have a shirt I could borrow."
"Sure," Patrick said easily. He reached into the closet and handed me a button-down shirt.
"Thanks!" I said, sheepishly, and retreated from the room.
"Let me know if there's anything else you need," Patrick said as he closed the door.
In my room I held the shirt to my nose. It smelled like Patrick. I took off my clothes except for panties. I stood in front of the mirror and was pleased with what I saw. Legs long and lanky, a flat stomach, and my large breasts, still firm and full, even after having three kids. My nipples stood out nearly straight from my chest. Maybe there was a reason Patrick was checking me out.
I put on Patrick's shirt. It was pretty hot, so I knew I couldn't stand to have more on.
I tried to sleep but was unable to stop thinking about Patrick. I got thirsty sometime after midnight so I snuck into the kitchen and got a glass of water. I was sitting at the table when I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. It was Patrick, still wearing only underwear.
He smiled as he approached, showing not a hint of embarrassment.
"Couldn't sleep either?" he said, grabbing a water and standing next to me.
The bulge in his underwear was now only about two feet away from me. I was aware that I'd not buttoned Patrick's shirt up very far and my cleavage was on full display. I felt my nipples begin to harden and I knew they'd start poking out of the shirt soon. Somehow, I didn't care.
"Nope, it's too hot, I think," I said, trying to pry my eyes from his crotch.
Was that bulge growing? I think so! I looked up and saw Patrick staring at my chest. As his eyes met mine, he smiled again, and sat down next to me.
"I hope this isn't being too forward," Patrick said. "But is there something, a connection between us? I know I'm feeling it."
"I'm nearly twenty years older than you, Patrick," I said.
"How old you are doesn't matter to me," Patrick said, glancing down at my hardening nipples. "I think you are so beautiful. I can't stop thinking about you."
"Me either," I said.
We sat silent for a few moments, trying to drink this in. Was I attracted to Patrick only because he reminded me of Simon? No, there was more, much more.
"What should we do about it?" Patrick asked, still staring at my chest.
I wondered if he could see one of my nipples. The idea sent chills into my pussy.
I decided to take the initiative. I leaned toward him and tilted my face slightly. He smiled and did the same. Our lips met in a short but tender kiss. Patrick's lips were very soft for a guy.
"Mmm," I said.
We moved in for another kiss. This time I sent my tongue out to touch Patrick's lips. He opened and let me explore his mouth. His tongue started moving around mine. I was now getting very aroused.
"You have such big, gorgeous breasts," Patrick said as we broke off. "May I touch them?"
"I'd love that!" I said, grabbing Patrick's hand and guiding it to my chest.
He gently traced his finger across one of my nipples, sending exciting chills throughout my body. When he squeezed it between his fingers I practically jumped.
"No one's touched me like that in a while," I said. "It feels so good!"
Patrick continued to knead my breast, reaching his other hand to touch my other nipple.
"Your nipples should be touched often if it turns you on," Patrick said, gazing into my eyes.
I looked down and noticed the bulge in Patrick's underwear had grown quite a bit. There was now a long pole standing upright, held in only by the waistband.
"Do you want to touch me?" Patrick said, looking down at his crotch.
I nodded. "Uh huh, I sure do," I said.
I reached over and lightly traced the outline of his dick. Patrick shivered and his cock head pushed up and out of the waistband. I touched it, soft and squishy.
"Oh yeah," Patrick said, shifting in his chair.
"Maybe I can make you feel more comfortable?" I said, reaching with both of my hands to the waistband of his underwear.
"Oh please!" Patrick said.
I tugged at his underwear and as I pulled down, his engorged cock sprang forward, twitching slightly.
"Oh my!" I said.
"You like?" Patrick asked.
"I sure do!" I replied, grasping his erect rod and stroking it.
"You're making me so hard!" Patrick said.
He came back in for a kiss while I continued to squeeze and stroke his dick. I felt his hands move to the buttons of my shirt, undoing them expertly.
Once the buttons were undone, Patrick reached in his hands to touch my bare breasts. I took in a quick breath as I could feel wetness in my pussy.
"You like?" I asked, smiling when we broke off.
In response, Patrick leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth, licking in a circle around it and sucking it up into his mouth. I hadn't felt such pleasure in way too long.
"Shit!" I said, my hand increasing its grip on Patrick's penis.
Patrick moved his hand from my breast and traced along my slit. I jumped slightly.
"You're wet," he said.
"Very," I said.
He used his index finger to go under the fabric of my panties and touch me. I felt a surge of pleasure as his finger found my slit and moved into the warm folds of wetness.
"More?" he asked.
I nodded.
His finger found my pussy and he entered me.
"Oh!" I moaned, my hips moving towards him.
Another finger went into my vagina, and he started rubbing my clit with his thumb while pushing in and pulling out of my pussy.
"You're... going to... oh, ah, oh!" I moaned, my body going into an unfamiliar zone.
Patrick picked up his rhythm, clearly trying to make me cum. It was working.
I began bucking my hips on his hands and had to hold my mouth closed or I would cry out. I was about to burst!
Suddenly, an intense wave of pleasure erupted from my pussy. I went numb as it traveled up my body. My back arched forward, and Patrick had to hold me in place, or I would have fallen on the floor.
I was cumming for the first time in a long time. It felt so incredible and freeing and lovely. I knew my pussy was dripping wet. Patrick withdrew his fingers and put them in his mouth!
"Oh, you taste so good!" he said.
"You... you made... me cum!" I said, breathlessly.
"Was it good?" he asked.
"Fucking good!" I said, going in and kissing his deeply, tasting my own juices on his tongue.
I still had my hand on Patrick's member. I got off my chair and leaned over, taking his cock in my mouth. It was large and warm and soft but yet hard. I kissed the tip, licked it, then inserted his dick in my mouth.
"Oh fuck!" Patrick exclaimed.
I plunged my mouth over his cock and sucked back up. I started twisting my closed hand around his shaft while I sucked on it. I hadn't given a blow job in a while, but Patrick was inspiring me.
"Oh shit!" Patrick said, holding my head to his crotch. "I'm going to cum!"
"Cum in my mouth!" I said, briefly coming off his cock.
I put it back in and sucked hard. Patrick's waist rose and I felt his cock spasm. A moment later I felt the salty taste of cum and spurts of his semen hit the back of my throat. Patrick grunted and sent fresh amounts of cum into my mouth. I swallowed every drop until he was finished.
I pulled off and wiped the edge of my mouth, sticking a finger back in and licking his cum off it.
"Oh shit!" Patrick said. "That was amazing!"
"I loved it too!" I said, sitting back up on the chair.
"I want to take you back to my room and fuck you," Patrick said.
"I'd love that," I said. "But not with your dad so close."
We kissed and traded tongues as we slowly came down from our orgasms.
"You know," I said when we'd broken off. "I think my kids might be okay with me having a guest, even one as young as you."
"Really?" Patrick said.
"It's possible," I said. "I'll have to ask them. It might be a little weird since they know you, but we'll see, okay?"
"Okay!" Patrick said.
We stood and walked each other back to our rooms. We kissed again and I went inside.
I was still buzzing from cumming, and my thoughts went back to Simon. My brother and I had shared intimate moments just like this -- he making me cum with his finger (and later his mouth) and me blowing him. But we'd never consummated the relationship. His cock had never entered me. I'd regretted that, and after he moved away, we never got the chance.
I fell asleep and dreamed of Simon fucking me.
The next morning, I dressed and met Patrick and Bill downstairs. Patrick smiled a knowing smile, and I winked back at him. Bill didn't seem to notice our interaction.
After breakfast, I packed up to ski back to our cabin. Patrick met me on the front porch.
"Let me at least drive you back part way on my snowmobile," he said.
"I'd love that!" I said, knowing the snow had compacted some by now.
We drove through the winter wonderland in silence, me sitting behind Patrick and hugging his waist. I wanted to hug so much more than that!
We stopped about a mile out from our place.
"I'll ski in the rest of the way," I said to Patrick as we dismounted.
"I'm looking forward to getting to know you much better, Sami," Patrick said, bringing me in for a deep kiss.
"Me too!" I said. "We'll see."
I clicked on my skis and was back in the silence of the snowy forest in no time.
I approached the cabin, knowing that the kids were probably still asleep. I noticed only a small curl of smoke from the fireplace as I approached. I quietly undid my bindings, set my backpack and supplies down and opened the front door of the cabin very softly.
So, here's where my story takes a pretty drastic turn. I entered the front hall which overlooks the living room. As I looked over the railing, I saw a large blanket laid out next to the fireplace.
The blanket was not empty.
What I saw took my breath away and I almost fell over. Laying on the blanket were my three children -- all totally nude! My oldest, Jeff, was in the middle of twins Casey and Chloe. Casey was sucking on Jeff's cock. Jeff's fingers were inserted into Chloe's pussy while they French kissed each other!
Shock would be an understatement. While I'd been away, my three kids had been having incestuous sex with each other -- and were doing it right now, right in front of me.
I should have cried out in anger and rushed down to confront them. But something stopped me. Perhaps it was the memories of my own incest with Simon, or the sexual re-awakening I'd had with Patrick. Whatever the case, I found myself calming quite quickly.
I very quietly walked down the stairs and approached the kids, who were completely oblivious to my presence. I was quite surprised as I watched Casey go down on Jeff's cock -- his very large cock. She couldn't get it all in her mouth nor get her hand all the way around it. It was also very very hard.
Chloe had her legs spread and I could see her bald pussy -- the lips of her labia pink and swollen as Jeff's fingers went in and out. I could even hear the slurping sound Jeff's fingers made going in and out of Chloe's slippery hole.
Casey too was plenty aroused. She was rubbing her clit, using plenty of her own juices to lubricate herself.
I didn't know how or why but seeing my kids together in this way started to arouse me.
I was a little afraid to let it go too long, so I gently touched Jeff's shoulder. He looked up dreamily and for an instant it didn't seem to register who I was. Then his eyes got wide.
"Oh shit!" he said, "Mom!"
At that, Casey slid her mouth off her brother's cock and Jeff pulled his hands out of Chloe's cunt.
"We, um, Mom," Casey blurted out. "We're so sorry!"
A look of panic crossed all their faces. They began looking around for something to cover themselves up. They had apparently brought no clothes with them to the living room.
"Kids, hold up!" I said. "I'm not mad."
"You're not?" Chloe said, pulling the blanket over her ample breasts.
"No, I'm not," I said. "Now go get dressed and let's meet at the kitchen table to talk."
They began to get up, looks of shock replacing panic. Jeff stood first, his erect penis sticking out in front of him like a tent pole. I noticed his muscular physic, not unlike Patrick's. I also noticed that his pubis was bald, just like the twins. Casey and Chloe also got up and ran upstairs, their heavy boobs swaying as they hurried.
I sat at the table and tried to formulate what I was going to say. A few minutes later, three very sheepish children sat with me.
"Look, kids," I said, eyeing each of them individually. "You're probably wondering why I'm not yelling at you. Well, it seems that in a bit of a coincidence, last night I was reminded of a situation I found myself in many years ago -- one not unlike what you experienced in the living room."
"Wait, what?" Casey said.
I laughed softly. "I know, you probably would never have guessed it, but your own mom was in a sexual relationship with her brother."
"Uncle Simon?" Chloe said, her eyes wide.
I nodded. "Uncle Simon. We were both Jeff's age, and we never went 'all the way' but we became attracted to each other and did the very things I just witnessed you guys doing to each other."
The kids were silent.
"So," I continued. "I'm not here to judge you, but to caution you. First, let me ask, have you guys gone 'all the way'?"
The three exchanged a look.
"We have," Jeff said. "We've been intimate with each other, though not all together until last night."
"Oh!" I said, surprised. "So, it's been separate relationships?"
Chloe nodded. "Casey and I, me and Jeff, and Jeff and Chloe. Until now."
"Wow!" I said. "And you two are still on the pill, right?" I said, looking at Casey and Chloe. They'd been on the pill for years for other reasons.
Both nodded.
"Well, that's the most important thing. The other is, well, perception. Very few people would condone what you, what we've, done. Have you thought it through carefully?"
"I think we have, Mom," Jeff said. "We're all adults and we talked before we acted. It's just felt so right. We're closer now than ever."
I sighed in relief.
"You also have to be very careful who you tell," I said.
"We haven't told anyone," Casey said.
"Well, that's a relief," I said. "Look, you guys, I know this is a bit of a shock, but as long as you're careful, I'm okay with it. I think I missed out on closeness with my brother. Now you guys get to enjoy that!"