My Life - S01 E67

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My Life - S01 E67

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 67

The time flew. Lacy graduated in the medical field and easily got a job in town. The three of us had continued to live together, and when Kim graduated she got a job with the federal government.... not the FBI like she had originally hoped, but another agency snatched her up. She had to move to the DC area for 9 months. I thought we were going to have to break up when she told me, but she promised that things would work out. She said that she knew there were openings in the offices in our state and that she could easily transfer after she finished training. Which she did.

But that gave me 9 months of no girlfriend. I told her that I didn't want to renew a lease on a place since we may be moving, so I was going to move in with my mom while she was away. She loved that idea. So not only did I move back home, but so did Lacy. We all fell right back into our old sexual habits. The three of us were fucking constantly. We didn't get to do it as much as we did when we were younger, but that's just because we all had jobs now. I spent every night snuggled between my mother and sister. If I woke up with a hard on (which still happened), it was simply a matter of which way I was facing when I awoke. I just stuck it in or climbed on the first woman I saw. It was an amazing several months. But then it ended.

Nothing bad happened, Kim moved back and got a job in a bigger city in state. I was able to transfer without any problem, and that was that. I was living 3 hours away from my mom and Lacy and we went about our lives.

A year later Lacy moved to the same city. She said she wanted a change of scenery, but I knew she wanted to be closer to me. I had gone home a few times that first year away from home. A couple times with Kim, and a couple without. When she didn't go with, I was banging my mother and sister like a horny teenager again. Even when Kim did go with me, I still managed to get a little alone time with them. Usually we'd make up some excuse that we needed to run to the store for something, and Lacy and I would Fuck in the car in the grocery store parking lot. Honestly my favorite part of the visits was just sitting on the couch, looking up at the ceiling, completely relaxed, listening to the slurping sounds of my mother servicing me with her mouth, the way she had done so many times when I was younger.

After Lacy moved to our city she acted like she wasn't interested in pursuing a sexual relationship with me again. So I didn't either. Naturally she texted me one day while Kim was at work and asked If I was alone, I said yes, and 10 minutes later there was a knock at my door. From then on I was back to screwing my little sister whenever we could. Believe me, I love Kim, and I'd never cheat on her with anyone else.. And that's why my affair with my sister worked out, because we would never be a REAL couple, it was just this taboo sort of lust. Which left my heart wholly for Kim, but no matter how good she was in bed, no one ever pleased me like my mother and sister.

This didn't stop Lacy from dating and eventually marrying either. She settled down with a nice guy and had 5 kids. The problem with her husband was that he was TOO nice, way too trusting and naïve. It just made our sex life even easier. I'll be honest, I WANTED to end things with my sister, not because I didn't enjoy fucking her, but because I wanted to try and be faithful to Kim. But I couldn't do it, Lacy wouldn't let me stop. If would go too long without stopping by her place for sex, she'd show up at my place, or call Kim and tell her that she needed me to come help her with something around the house, or to use my truck to pick up something big she bought. Kim would tell me to be a good big brother and go help her, so I would, and Lacy would make it impossible for me to resist her. I even screwed my sister on my wedding day. I couldn't help myself.

After a couple years in the new city, my job changed and required me to travel around the state on a regular basis. It was usually just day trips, and I made it home those nights, but occasionally I had to do multi day trips and stay overnight. Coincidentally the place I had to stay the most often was my home town. Kim insisted that I stay with my mom since we didn't get to visit much. Over the last couple years I had only seen my mom a dozen times, usually just for holidays, so these business trips were letting me make up for lost time.

Mom had dated a bit, but nothing serious. At this point she was only in her late 40s, and still very attractive, and needless to say but she had a healthy sexual appetite. So her dating was more for sex and boredom rather than looking for love. I always knew ahead of time when I'd be heading to town, so she'd make sure she was available. The visits were actually a lot like any adult visiting his mother, we'd catch up, I might help her with things around the house and we may go out to eat. But every evening ended the same and every morning started the same, with me draining my balls down my mother's throat.

My mother's and mines sex life was very different from what I had with my sister. Lacy was fun, always wanted to Fuck, and liked the risk... it was exciting. My mom on the other hand enjoyed it slower, more loving (and honestly, more motherly), It was more about MY enjoyment. She loved to go down on me, and insisted that I could have her whenever I wanted. She was sort of like any other mother that way. Some of you have one who was always happy to do your laundry even though you're an adult, or asks if you're hungry and then starts making you something to eat, even though you said you weren't. They're just moms, always looking at you as their baby, and wanting to take care of you the same way they did when you were a kid... well when I was a kid my mom gave me blow jobs. so she felt like she still should.. I wasn't arguing.

I continued to travel for work for several more years, until Kim's job took our family out of state. The move ended up being good for both our careers, as I was able to find a better job in our new state.

Mom was happy for me, moving up in my career, and being in a new place, with new sights and experiences. Lacy was not as supportive. She said that must not love her if I was willing to move away. I explained that I did, and I made efforts to visit her and mom whenever possible. We made it back for holidays, and we were always able to sneak in a few quickies. I even came out a couple times a year on my own so we could have more time alone. But she never really forgave me. She even started having affairs with other men. She told me that her husband couldn't satisfy her enough, so with me gone she needed someone else. I think she was just trying to make me jealous.

I'm now almost 50. I haven't been intimate with mom in years, but Lacy and I still have sex to this day. Kim and I have two daughters, one is 20 the other is 18. I haven't engaged in any type of sexual contact with them, nor have tried. I'm not against it, they're beautiful, Ive Imagined having sex with them tons of times, but it never happened. With my mother, and then sister, it just happened and both parties were comfortable with it. I'd be terrified to try something and have my daughters freak out and ruin my relationship with them. But you better believe that if they ever asked, I'd be pounding my meat in them as often as they'd allow.

Out of Lacy's five kids, 4 are girls and 1 (the youngest) is a boy. He's 14 now, and Lacy has admitted to me that she's thought of attempting to sleep with him, start the kind of relationship with him that our mother started with me. She agrees with me though, that it takes the right situation to allow something like that to happen. If she just tried, and he was uncomfortable, then it would be molestation, and she'd ruin her relationship not only with him, but all her children.

She's started purposely looking for opportunities to catch him masturbating and maybe take it from there. Doing things like walking into his room or bathroom with out knocking, and she even goes through his stuff while he's out, hoping to find dirty magazines that she could confront him about. But as of now, nothing has happened.

I want to end my story with this cautionary note. This was the story of my life, not everything I wrote was 100% true, but most was. I've wanted to post my story for years, and after reading other stories I've finally gotten enough motivation, and time, to tell mine. Thank you for reading.