SHARED PANTIES

Linda flipped her long honey blonde hair behind her shoulders before she lifted the cake from the counter. She walked carefully as she watched the 38 tiny flames dance on the candles. The chatter grew louder as she walked toward the room full of family and friends. The moment she turned the corner into the dining room, all except two, began singing Happy Birthday.

The twins, Brett and Beth, sat calmly as their mother sat the large cake on the table. Brett eyed the 19 candles on the right side of cake that were strategically placed around his name. Beth smiled as their family and friends sang the last note. The twins tried to at least act supportive of their mother's idea to have them a small party.

Since birth, Beth and Brett shared nearly everything. They shared their first day of school pictures as they waited for the bus to arrive. They shared their homework and test answers from their classes thru middle and high school. They even shared their friends. So, it was only fitting that they share all of their birthday celebrations too.

After they thanked everyone and blew out their candles, the twins began accepting gifts. They knew they were probably too old for celebrations like that, but it made their mother, Linda, happy, so they went along with it. Brett peeled open his first gift and then thanked his grandparents for the MP3 player. He peeked at Beth's first gift and it was the same MP3 player, just in a different color.

After numerous CD's, DVD's and gift cards, Brett thanked everyone again as he stacked his new items on the table in front of him. Beth's gifts were very similar until she got to the last one. Beth peaked inside the bag and her face immediately turned a light shade of read.

"No way am I showing these to everyone!" she exclaimed. "Thank you Aunt Mary, but I'll keep it for later," Beth added, trying to hide her embarrassment behind a gorgeous smile.

******

Later that evening, Beth took her gifts to her bedroom. She closed the door and tossed most of the stuff onto her bed. She reached into the bag that her Aunt Mary gave her and pulled out the designer panties. The pink satin and lace felt soft and smooth between her fingers. It was the first pair of expensive designer underwear she ever owned.

Beth quickly shed her jeans and department store cotton boy-shorts. She slipped the pink satin over her ankles as she gazed in the mirror. "Oh my God," she whispered to herself. Beth turned from side to side as she modeled the new panties. She ogled herself as she saw how the satin and lace fit her 5'7" frame. Using a fingertip, she traced the seam that fit perfectly around her tight ass. Beth's long tan legs seemed to glow next to the bright pink. She only wished that her aunt would have bought a matching bra too. She was certain she would love the feel and look of the same material on her 34C breasts.

A twist of the locked knob followed by a knock on her bedroom door quickly brought Beth out of her daze. "Who is it?" she asked. She knew there wasn't but one person who would try to enter her room without knocking first. Beth pulled her jeans back on and then opened the door.

"I'm dying to know," Brett said. "What was in the bag?"

"It's none of your business," Beth replied. She stuffed her other gifts into the bag and then sat it in the closet.

"It was a vibrator, wasn't it?" Brett asked. He shook off his sister's strange look. "Yes, that's exactly what it was." Brett turned to leave the room, but paused, "That Aunt Mary is one weird woman...but I like it."

******

"Brett," Linda yelled. "Can you come down stairs, please?"

Brett ignored his mother as he continued watching his favorite entertainment, porn. He almost laughed as the actress's squeal resembled a dying pig. He preferred the low budget, amateur films, basically for a sense of reality, but once in a while he'd come across one like he was watching.

"Right now, Brett!" Linda yelled, demanding her son's presence.

Brett slammed shut his laptop and then stomped down the stairs in protest. He knew he should have had his own place, but after his father left two years earlier, he elected to stay home and help with the finances around the house. He turned the corner into the kitchen about to say something when the sight of the blue panties under the thin white nightgown stole his words. He spent a moment watching his mother's ass flex as she mopped the kitchen floor. As she pushed the mop forward, one ass cheek would tighten.

"Hey mom," Beth said, as she pushed past her brother.

Linda turned around, "Oh, Brett, it's your week for the laundry." Her son sort of just stood there in a daze. "Brett!" she said, stealing his attention away from her body. "You're birthday was almost a week ago, so everything is back to normal now. Fold what's in the dryer and put what's in the washer into the dryer."

Brett had heard only part of what his mother said. He comprehended enough to know it was time to walk away. As he walked toward the laundry room, he couldn't shake the image of his mother's beautiful ass out of his mind. He wasn't sure if she knew her nipples were visible in the gown or not, but he sure knew. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable his jeans became.

He began pulling the clothes from the dryer, attempting to think of anything else other than his own mother. "What am I doing?" he whispered to himself. After the dryer was empty, Brett opened the lid on the washer and thought, 'Oh great.' He reached into the machine full of bra's and underwear. He picked up the first handful and tossed them in the adjacent dryer. One piece fell on the floor. Brett quickly snatched them up before someone saw. The red underwear resembled the blue ones his mother was wearing at that moment. They were damp from the washer as he felt them in his hand.

He shook off the crazy thoughts and hurriedly threw the rest of the clothes in the dryer. When he was about to close the washing machine lid, he noticed there was still one pair of panties in there. With one finger, Brett lifted the satin and lace pink panties and studied them for a minute. He thought they looked a little small to be his mothers. He held them up for measure and then placed them against his waist, trying to guess who'd they belonged to.

"What are you doing?" Beth asked, as she caught her brother holding her underwear up to himself.

Brett stuttered something incoherent and then tossed the panties in the dryer. He slammed the door shut and pressed the power button. He tried to push pass his sister, but Beth stepped in front of him, blocking his exit.

"Did you like the way they looked?" she asked. Beth side-stepped, blocking her brother's escape once again. "You should feel the way the soft satin caresses your skin." Beth finally let Brett pass, but not before adding, "You should really try them on. You'll love it." If there was one thing Beth knew about her brother was that with enough teasing and convincing, Brett would try anything.

******

As the days past, Beth's encouragement grew stronger. She began leaving her underwear in the bathroom. She hid a few pair of her panties in with her brother's laundry, waiting for him to discover them as he stored his clothes. She even stuffed the pink satin pair under his pillow one night. No matter how much she teased him, the underwear would always find their way back to her room.

Brett had a difficult time sleeping because of his mother being on his mind. He thought about the way her plump ass jiggled just a little as she worked the mop across the floor. The way the seam of those blue panties accentuated the older woman's curves. Brett felt his hand slipping under his shorts, but immediately stopped. "What the fuck am I doing?" he said aloud. The footsteps crossing the hallway distracted him just enough to force his penis back in his shorts.

Linda had awoke earlier than usual one morning. The clock on her night stand read: 3:54am when her feet hit the floor. She had no particular plans that day. It was just going to be a normal Saturday. She'd run a few errands around town and then hopefully get a little time to plan her traditional Halloween party.

She pulled on a t-shirt, figuring it would be at least a few more hours before either of the twins would awake. She opened her bedroom door, peaked into the hallway and then tugged the bottom of the shirt, attempting to cover her ass.

Linda made her way into the kitchen. She fired up the coffee pot and then cracked two eggs in a frying pan. The small radio on the counter played a classic rock tune. She swayed her hips to the music as she waited for her breakfast.

Brett stood at the corner of the kitchen entrance, watching his mother sway her hips from side to side. Her tiny t-shirt barely covered half of her ass. The white thongs glowed against Linda's flawless tan. Brett wondered when and where his mother could have tanned completely nude. Then the word naked came to his mind. At that moment, naked was exactly how he saw the bottom half of his mother. He remained completely still, except for the movement in his shorts. He was growing hard, and there was no denying that he thought his own mother was a sexy woman.

He dug through the hamper in the laundry room until he found what he wanted. Brett hurried upstairs and into he bedroom. The moment he stuffed the blue panties down his shorts, he grew fully erect. He rubbed the soft cotton over the head of his penis, absorbing his precum.

He began to slowly stroke himself with a firm grip on his mother's panties. The soft fabric felt differently than anything he had ever experienced. In a matter of moments, Brett was stroking faster. He kept the panties tight around his cock as he neared orgasm. He held it in as long as he could, but the urge was too much. He exploded a load of hot cum into his mother's panties.

He used the underwear to clean himself and then headed back toward the laundry room. There was no way he wanted someone to find the cum-stained underwear in his room. When Brett reached the bottom of the steps, he peeked around the corner to make sure his mother wasn't nearby. Brett stopped dead in his tracks when he turned the corner into the laundry room.

Linda was bent over, sorting through the laundry basket. The white thong caused her juicy ass to spread wide open. She stood and then shoved an arm full of clothes into the washing machine. Then she bent down and repeated the motion several times.

Brett squeezed the panties in his hand, balling them in his fist. As he watched his mother prepare the laundry, a tingle ran through his groin. He had never recovered that fast after ejaculating before. He wanted to walked away. He needed to run away, but the thought of burying his face between those plump ass cheeks froze Brett like a statue.

An arm came from Brett's left side, snatching him away from the doorway. Beth kept a firm grip on her brother's arm as she led him back upstairs.

"Is someone there?" Linda called out.

"What in the fuck are you doing?" Beth asked, furiously. "Why were you watching mom again?" Her attitude was unrelenting. "What is this?" Beth yanked the panties from Brett's hand. "Eww, they're fucking wet!" She threw them at her brother. "So gross!"

"I don't know what happened, Beth," Brett said. "I'm sorry, I guess. I don't know." His apology and explanation was terrible.

"Do you really want to fuck mom?"

"I don't know," Brett replied. "No, well, I don't think so. Maybe, I guess."

"Make up your fucking mind, would you?"

******

Later that morning, the twins sat at the kitchen table sharing a pack of pastries. They hadn't spoken or barely made eye contact. The early hours of that morning played through both of their minds. Linda sat opposite of them, sipping coffee, curious about her kids awkward behavior.

"So, is someone going to tell me what is going on?" Linda asked. The twins remained silent. "Fine, I'll be out by the pool if anyone wants to discuss whatever it is that is going on between you two."

The moment the patio door shut, Beth said, "I'm going to tell mom that you were stalking her."

"Go ahead, tell her, I don't care," Brett said, calling his sister's bluff. He finished his small breakfast and then walked outside. He doubted his decision the moment he saw his mother laying on the raft in the pool.

Her large breasts filled the bikini top to its seams. She looked as if she would rip the threads with any sudden movement. The sun glistened on her oiled skin. The lip-gloss covering her juicy lips sparkled in the late morning sun. Linda dipped one hand in the pool and then raised her hand, allowing the water to drip over her stomach.

Brett realized it was a bad idea and turned to walk away. He tried to move fast before his mother saw the erection forming in his shorts. As he reached for the door, his mother's voice stopped him.

"Come here, Brett," Linda said. "I want to talk to you." Brett slowly turned around. He covered his partial erection as he quickly found a seat on the edge of the pool. "What's going on between you and your sister?" Linda asked. "You guys haven't given each the silent treatment since you were little kids."

Brett stared at the water in the pool for a moment and then he blindly gazed off into the yard. He looked everywhere except the one place he really wanted to look and that was at his mother. He tucked his erection between his legs as Linda pulled herself closer to him.

"You're not acting like a nine-teen year old, son," Linda said. "You're acting more like a nine year old. You can tell Mommy anything."

The way she referred to herself as, mommy, caused a surge of hormones to rush through Brett. He squeezed his legs a little tighter as he hid the raging hard-on. Brett could normally tell his mother just about everything. He had even told her about his sex life before with his ex-girlfriend. He never went into very many details, but he could at least talk to her about it.

"Hey," Beth greeted her mother and brother as she sat down on the edge of the pool.

"Darling," Linda said, to Beth. "Would you rub more lotion on my back?"

Beth obliged and grabbed the bottle of suntan lotion. She waded across the pool toward her mother. Beth waited as her mother flipped over on the float. Linda untied her top and let the strings hang to the side. Beth squirted the heavy white cream onto her mother's back, much like the heavy white cream Brett squirted into her panties several hours earlier.

As Beth began massaging the lotion into her mother's skin, Brett couldn't look away. He watched as his twin sister rubbed her hands across their mother's upper back and then slowly work her way toward her waistline. Brett repositioned himself as he tried to get comfortable, but it was useless. Watching his sister's hands hover over his mother's delicious ass as she reconnected with her skin just below her cheeks, sent a different feeling through Brett. A feeling that he had never actually felt. He was on the verge of cumming in his shorts. It was the first time he never had to have contact to get himself off.

Beth looked at her brother and flashed a flirtatious smile. She kept eye contact as she massaged her mother's upper thighs. She lost tract of what she was actually doing as she teased her watchful brother. Beth slowly cupped her mother's calves as she teased her brother.

"What are you doing?" Linda asked.

Beth quickly recovered and answered her mother. "I just figured since you worked hard all week, I would try to let you relax with a little massage." Beth knew it was a bullshit lie and waited for her mother to flip out on her.

"Fine," Linda said. "Just be sure to use the lotion so I don't burn."

Astonished by her mother's acceptance, Beth quickly finished protecting her mother's skin and then climbed out of the pool. She motioned for her brother to follow her as she went into the house. Once inside, Beth looked to Brett. "Did you believe that? She just bought my lie."

"Why were you even doing that," Brett asked. "That was really awkward."

"But it was hot though, right?" Beth asked. "You liked it though, right?" Beth looked down and added, "Of course you liked it." She reached out as if she was going to grab her brother, but paused. She slapped his pointing erection. "Down boy." Beth laughed at her brother's expression of horror.

******

That night, Linda laid on the sofa and Brett sat in the recliner angled away from his mother. Every few minutes he'd steal a glance of his mother. Linda wore a blue knee length cotton gown. Brett could tell by the way her breasts were separated that she wasn't wearing a bra. He wondered is she wore underwear or was her scrumptious ass rubbing bare against the blue cotton. Her hair was still damp from the recent shower. Her sun-kissed skin glowed in the dim light.

Beth took a seat at the other end of the sofa. There were other seats in the room, but she had wanted to press her luck. Linda moved her feet, allowing enough room for Beth. "It's okay, mom," Beth said. "You can put your feet back."

Brett eyed his sister as she hinted a smile at him. He examined his t-shirt that Beth wore. Because Brett was only an inch taller than his sister, even his t-shirts didn't cover much on her. Beth crossed her legs, showing her brother much more thigh than anticipated. The bottom of the pink satin and lace panties peeked from under the shirt. It was the first time Brett began to see his sister as a woman and not just his sister. He realized that Beth had looked a lot like their mother. He would bet that when his mother was 19, she would've looked just like Beth.

"How was the massage today, mom?" Beth asked. "Did you like it?"

"It was okay," Linda said. She remained her focus on the television.

Beth placed a hand on her mother's foot and then lightly squeezed. When her mother didn't object, Beth pulled her mother's feet into her lap. Beth began with the toes, rubbing each one separately. She worked the soles and then the heels. Beth pressed on and began rubbing her mother's ankles with a circular motion, maintaining just enough pressure to hear a soft sigh from her mother.

Brett looked at his sister, whom smiled at him. He grew a little jealous of his sister at that moment. She had their mother's feet in her lap and she had a perfect view of their mother's round ass as it was tucked to the back of the sofa. He brushed his hand across his own lap, feeling the effects of his hormones.

Beth worked her hands a little farther up her mother's legs. She grasped Linda's calf and began gently squeezing the muscles. When her mother sighed again, Beth used both hands on the bottom of her mother's legs. "Is that okay, mom?"

"That's fine, Sweety," Linda replied, still watching the movie.

Even Beth knew she was pushing her luck as she reached her mother's knees. She let a couple fingers linger to the back of Linda's knees as she waited for a response, but nothing. Beth reached a little further to the back her mother's thighs. To her surprise, Linda pushed her legs out straight. She actually gave Beth access to all of her legs. Beth leaned over, making sure she could touch her mother's entire thighs.

Brett quit even trying to be inconspicuous. He ignored the television and turned his whole attention to his sister and mother on the sofa. He watched as Beth softly caressed their mother's silky thighs. He slowly rubbed his erection. He watched as his mother's eyes grew heavy. She was actually enjoying it.

"Brett," Beth said, disrupting the moment. "How about helping?" No one moved. "If you roll over, mom, we can give you a proper massage."

At first, Linda hesitated. She glanced at her son, who was eager for an answer. She saw him push down his erection, attempting to hide it. After a long few seconds, Linda rolled over onto her stomach, allowing her kids full access to her legs and feet.

Beth repositioned herself on the sofa. She tucked one leg under her ass and allowed one leg to dangle off the edge. She motioned for Brett to join her.

Brett knelt at the edge of the sofa. He glanced at his sister, whom gave him a full eye of her pink panties. Brett swallowed the lump in his throat as he placed a finger on his mother's calf. When he came in contact with her skin, he froze. He couldn't believe any of it. He couldn't believe the recent infatuation he had with his mother. At that moment, his sister looked hotter than ever. The masturbation just wasn't doing it. He needed to get laid.

"If you're going to rub me, Brett, at least do it right," Linda said. "Don't be afraid." Linda felt a little awkward as her children massaged her legs. She knew it was a little wrong, but they all were adults and if Beth and Brett wanted to make their mother feel nice, she wasn't going to stop them.

Brett continued massaging his mother's legs as he stared at her ass. He worked his hands a little higher up her leg, just to the edge of her nightgown. He slowly pushed the cotton material toward her waist. Beth noticed what he was doing and just went for it. She grabbed the seam of the nightgown and flung upward. It didn't go as far as she had hoped, but it was far enough. The bottom of their mother's white panties accented her bronzed skin.

Brett mustered the courage and worked his fingers to his mother's panty line. He used his knuckles and pushed the nightgown farther. The bottom half of Linda's ass was exposed. She didn't flinch as Brett brushed a hand over her right ass cheek. He slid the hand under her gown and let his fingers dance on his mother's lower back. He pushed himself against the front of the sofa, rubbing his erection on the furniture. He wanted to run his tongue the length of his mother's leg. He wanted to press his lips against the small area of exposed ass cheek. He really wanted to sink his teeth into his mother's juicy ass.

Beth remained rubbing Linda's calf as she watched her brother fight the urges to molest their mother. The desire and restraint her brother was showing, aroused Beth. She let a finger slip between her own legs. She traced the imprint of her swollen clit through her panties. What started as a slow, sensual rub, turned into Beth ramming two fingers inside her panties. She locked eyes with her brother as she neared orgasm.

Brett continued massaging his mother's back as he watched his sister play with herself. Her sensual scent released into the air. Brett flared his nostrils as he took in the delicious aroma. As Beth grew closer to orgasm, Brett haphazardly grabbed a handful of his mother's ass. He reached inside his shorts with the hand. He slowly stroked himself as he watched Beth bring herself to climax.

"Okay, Brett," Linda said. "That's a little too much." Brett had not realized he had squeezed his mother's ass so tight he was about to leave a hand print.

Without an apology, Brett fixed his mother's nightgown and went upstairs. Beth followed. She caught Brett at the top of the stairs and pulled him by the hand, leading him to her bedroom.

"That was crazy," Beth said, excited. She hugged her brother, pulling his body tight to hers. "I got off, but I feel like you didn't." Beth let go off her brother, but remained close enough to feel his erection pushing against her.

Brett pushed toward Beth. He didn't know what he was doing. However, he did know one thing and that was he had to release the pressure. He turned and walked away.

"Wait," Beth said. "Let me help you with that." Her brother turned back to her. "At least let me give you a hand job or something. It's the least I can do."

In that moment, Brett realized that his sister wasn't just a woman or even a sexy woman, she was a horny beast. She needed intimacy as much as he did. It was an idea that never occurred to him, but then again, fantasizing about his mother never occurred to him either until recently.

"How do we do this?" Brett asked, as if he was losing his virginity all over again. "I mean, I know how to do it, but how do we go about doing this, with us?" He tried explaining.

Beth strolled to her brother. She paused as her lips were centimeters from her brother's lips. She maintained a slow breath as she leaned closer. The moment their lips touched, it was like a dirty, but heavenly taste. Beth parted her lips, allowing Brett to slip his tongue into her mouth. She accepted her brother's tongue and reciprocated the act.

Beth reached inside Brett's shorts. She wrapped her hand around his hard cock. She worked her fingers to the tip. The precum stuck to her finger and weaved a liquid web as she moved her hand toward the base. Keeping a firm, but gentle grip on her brother, Beth slowly massaged his cock.

Neither one of them knew what was going to happen, but Beth did promise at minimal, a hand job. That may have been just fine for Brett, but the wetness in her panties was telling her she needed more. Beth pulled her lips away and whispered, "Let's do something else."

Something else was exactly what Brett wanted. He led his sister to her bed. He sat down beside her and then grabbed the bottom of the shirt she wore. He lifted the t-shirt above her head, exposing her perky tits. Brett placed his hands on either side of his sister's hips and then slid her close to him. Trying to be gentle with his lovely sister, Brett began kissing Beth's neck.

Beth accepted her brother's actions without hesitation. She reached for the back of his head, grabbing a fist full of hair. She pushed him deeper into her neck. "Bite me," she gasped. She released a long deep sigh as her brother tenderly sunk his teeth into her neck. She guided Brett down to her chest.

Brett paused as his lips met Beth's nipple. He allowed his tongue to to dance around her nipple until it grew increasingly harder. He opened his mouth and took all of it in. Along with a soft suction, Brett flicked Beth's supple nipple with his tongue. He delicately fondled her other tit. The 19 year old's firm, perky tits were probably the greatest thing that Brett could fit in one handful.

Brett slowly kissed between his sister's breasts and then moved lower, leaving a thin trail of saliva. He let his tongue slide over Beth's naval before reaching the edge of her pink satin and lace panties. He was venturing into an area he had never been. Not only with his sister, but what he wanted to do next, he had never done with any woman.

Beth knew by they way her brother paused at the edge of her panties, he was in unfamiliar territory. She knew he wasn't a virgin, but orally satisfying a woman was something he had probably never done. Beth placed her thumbs on the inside of her panties and pushed them down. She bent her knees as her brother helped her slide off her panties. She laid back on the bed, leaving her legs gaped open.

Brett inched toward his sister's sweet aroma. She had shaven off all of her hair. He placed a subtle kiss on the freshly shaven skin. The silky skin was nice on his lips. Brett inched lower until he finally pressed his lips on his sister's pussy. He lifted and then licked his lips, savoring Beth's flavor. He pushed out his tongue and then guided it from the top of his sister's pussy, all the way to the bottom and then back to the top, parting her lips along the way. He reached inside Beth with his tongue as if he was trying to lick the last bit out of a pudding cup.

"That's good, Brett," Beth said, reassuring her brother he was doing fine. "Just go up a little higher until you feel the little ball thing. That's the clit."

Brett did as instructed. The moment he found Beth's clit with his tongue, his sister arched her back and pushed harder against her brother's face. He felt his sister dig her nails into the back of his head. Brett ignored the pulling of his hair. He knew he was bringing her close to climax.

"That's it, Brett," Beth panted. "I'm cumming." Brett slurped his sister's juices, being sure not to let any go to waste.

Beth pulled her brother away from her pussy. She ripped off his shirt. She pulled his shorts to the floor, allowing his hard cock to fling her in the face. Beth licked her lips as she restrained from biting off the head of his dick. She wanted it, and she wanted that hard cock in a bad way. Beth grabbed the base and then wrapped her scrumptious lips around the head of her brother's appetizing cock. She pulled, causing her cheeks to suck inward. Beth circled the head with her tongue, making Brett weak in the knees. She slid her lips up and down her brother's shaft, leaving a trail mixed with saliva and precum. Beth felt her brother thump his cock inside her mouth. She knew he was getting close.

"Oh my God, sis," Brett gasped. "I'm about to cum."

Beth never slowed as she anticipated her brother's cum. She prepared for his hot load. Her brother grunted as she took his load in her mouth. She swallowed all of him. She felt his leg shake, but didn't stop sucking his cock. To her surprise, Brett remained hard.

"I need to feel you inside me," Beth said. "I need to you to fill my pussy with all of this cock."

Even Brett was surprised that he remained hard after that orgasm. It was probably the biggest load he ever had and of all people, his sister, sucked it out of him. He helped Beth onto the bed as he hovered over her naked body. Brett squeezed his sister's thigh and then pushed it aside. He slipped between her open legs. "Are you sure this is want you want?" he asked.

"Brett, if you don't fuck me right now, I'm telling mom," Beth said, laughing. She pushed her hips toward her brother as he slid inside her. The final thrust of her brother, stretched her just a little. He was larger than she was used to. "Mmm," she grunted, as Brett put all of himself inside her. Once her brother found his rhythm, Beth worked with him, pushing her pelvis into him as she pushed his cock deep into her pussy.

Brett tried slowing down when his sister started cumming, but she sped up, forcing him to speed up too. Brett tried covering her mouth when she would orgasm, but she'd just push his hand away. He was scared to death that her noise would wake their mother. The fear of being caught and the taboo of fucking his sister brought a surge through his groin.

"I'm going to cum," Brett announced.

"Just not in me, please," Beth pleaded. Her brother pulled out and shot a hot load of cum onto her stomach. She grabbed his cock by the tip and played with it, causing Brett to fight her off because he couldn't take it.

After cleaning themselves, Brett headed toward the door. "Wait," Beth said. "Stay the night with me," she said, asking more than demanding.The morning sun peeked through the window. It was supposed to be another hot summer day. Sunday's around the house were for hanging out, watching television, and just being plain lazy on the day before the work week begins again. That weekend would forever change the people in that house.

"Good morning," Beth said. She rolled over, pressing her breasts against her brother's bare chest. She reached up and kissed her brother. Beth never expected her plan to go so well, or that it would have felt so great.

"Yes, Beth, it is," Brett said. "It is a good morning." He could not believe his sister had actually convinced him to have sex with her. He had always felt close to her, but being inside her, brought Brett closer to his sister than he had ever imagined.

A knock at the bedroom door startled their personal reminiscing. Beth and Brett jumped out of the bed. Beth forced Brett into the closet as she pulled on a t-shirt. Beth opened her bedroom door. "Hey, mom."

"Have you seen your brother?" Linda asked. "I went into his room, but he isn't there. Plus, it looked like he didn't sleep in his bed last night?"

Beth felt as if her eyes were going to pop out of her head. She was busted. Her mother had caught her twins having sex and it was the first time they ever had sex too. Beth gathered her thoughts. "No, mom, I haven't seen Brett." Beth felt her mother call her bullshit. "Maybe he went out or something."

"Okay," Linda said. "Oh," she added before Beth closed the door. Linda leaned in closer and whispered, "I know it's none of my business, but when you are enjoying yourself at night, you may want to keep the noise down a little. I could hear you out in the hallway."

"I knew she was going to hear us," Brett said, as the door closed. "Well, she could hear you."

"Fuck it," Beth blurted. "You know what, we're grown. We can do what we want." Beth opened a dresser drawer and rooted through the clothes. "Here, I want you to wear these today." Beth held up a pair of yellow panties.

"What are you talking about?" Brett asked. "You want me to wear your underwear? That's just weird."

"I'll tell you what," Beth said. "If you want to get back into my panties, then you have to wear these panties, and then tonight, we can get into each others panties."

Brett stepped out of the closet and grabbed the yellow french-cut panties from his sister. "Fine." He took the underwear and tip-toed across the hallway and into the bathroom.

A while later, Brett wondered around the downstairs of the house alone. He looked in each room for his sister, but couldn't find her. Even his mother was no where to be seen. He adjusted and then readjusted his penis in the tight little underwear. He couldn't believe he actually agreed to wear the things, but he also did believe what he would do at that point to be naked with Beth again. Brett peered through the blinds in the kitchen and saw his sister and mother lounging in the pool.

"Have you seen your brother yet today?" Linda asked, Beth. Linda wore a red and white two piece bikini. Much like her others, the tops were a little small, which tested the strength of the fabric by her plump breasts. Her honey blonde hair was tied to the back of her head. Her finger and toe nails were painted to match the bathing suit.

"Yeah, I think he was in the bathroom or something when you asked me earlier." Beth said. Beth leaned against the wall of the swimming pool. The solid white bottoms hugged Beth's small curves, while the top barely covered her breasts, but when wet, it allowed view of her stiff nipples. "See, there he is," Beth said, as her brother walked onto the patio.

"Come join us, son," Linda said. "It's going to be hot today."

"It's okay, mom," Brett replied. "I really don't feel like walking back inside to get shorts."

"You're going to burn up in those jeans," Linda said. "You can just swim in your underwear. They're basically shorts anyway, right?"

Beth hid her chuckle as Brett said, "I'm not wearing shorts, mom."

"Are going commando?" Linda asked. "Did you not do laundry again?"

"Yes, I did laundry, mom. It's just a little complicated." Brett pulled his pants an inch higher, making sure his mother didn't see the tops of the yellow panties.

"What do you mean, complicated?" Linda asked. "What are you wearing?" Linda became more curious. Then she became demanding. "Take those pants off right now, Brett!"

"Yeah, Brett," Beth said. "Take them off." She smiled wide at her brother's situation.

The way his mother ordered him to take off his jeans, Brett became a little aroused. "Fine." He unbuttoned his jeans. Beth dropped her smile and looked at him in amazement that he was actually going to show their mother the yellow panties. Brett pushed his jeans to his ankles and then pulled the jeans off completely.

"Oh hell," Linda said. "That's not so bad." She waved a hand in the air. "I thought you had some really weird shit going on under there." Brett felt relieved that his mother didn't ridicule him. "Besides, you have seen me in my panties plenty in that last few days, it's only fair that now I see you in yours." The relief he felt was gone.

Brett slipped into the cooling water. The panties hugged his groin like a running back hugging a football as he fought his way across the goal line. He rested against the wall next to his sister. Brett glanced at Beth's hardened nipples, licking his lips. He wanted to gently bite them. Then looked at his mother. He traced the outline of Linda's breasts as they pushed the tiny bikini top to its limits.

As Linda's float turned her away from her children, Beth grew brave as she reached for her brother. She held her brother's thick cock in her hand. As she kneaded him in her palm, the panties became tighter. As their mother's float turned again, Beth let go of her brother and swam away. Her tight little ass bobbed near the top of the water.

Brett followed his sister, or rather, he followed her ass. He swam next to his sister, joining her on the side of their mother's float. He clinched the styrofoam and plastic chair, holding his head above the deeper water. Brett escalated his own bravery and wrapped an arm around Beth, resting his hand on her hip. He pulled her a little closer.

Flirting with disaster, Beth ran her hand across her brother's ass. She felt Brett grip an entire ass cheek in his palm. She slid her hand down his ass and reached between his legs. Beth leaned into her brother to keep her afloat, while she fondled his balls. Then an idea came. Beth slipped under the water, just under her mother's float. She could hear muffled sounds coming from the surface. Figuring it was just them talking, Beth proceeded. She grabbed the yellow panties and began sliding them down. She knew Brett would either have to choose fighting her away or staying afloat. She finally slipped her brother's feet out of the panties and then swam away.

Brett remained attached to his mother's float as his semi-erect penis bobbed in the water. He looked over his mother as Beth resurfaced on the other end of the pool. He watched as she held up the panties in victory. Brett became nervous as he watched his sister toss the panties in the nearby bushes. He had fantasized about being naked in front of him mother, but he had hoped she would be aware and hopefully be naked also.

"Beth, would you had toss me that lotion?" Linda asked, her daughter. Beth ignored her mother as she walked into the house. "I'll be damned," Linda mumbled. "Brett, would you get it for me, please?"

Brett eyed the lotion sitting on the table; the same table that was on the patio. Not only would he have to leave from the shelter of the float, he would have to get out of the pool and walk across the concrete patio. He stared back at his mother as she waited for a response. "Okay, then." he said, as he took a deep breath.

Brett swam to the edge of the pool and then planted his palms firmly on the concrete edge. He waited for his mother to say something, anything, because he was sure she could see his bare ass through the clear water. He hoisted himself out of the water and then scurried toward the table. When he grabbed the bottle of lotion, he looked at the kitchen window. Beth watched him through the blinds. Brett shook his head in disbelief. He'd call his sister on her game. Brett turned around. "Here, mom," he said. He made a perfect toss to his mother.

"Where in the hell are your clothes?" Linda asked, as she caught the bottle of lotion. "Why is my nine-teen year old son standing in front me completely naked?"

"Well, you should ask Beth," Brett said. He walked into the house through the glass door. "You think you're funny, don't you?" He asked Beth. Dripping water on the floor, he grabbed his sister around her waist. He hushed her laugh when he pressed his lips against hers. Brett pulled Beth tight to him, forcing his erection against her.

Beth grabbed her brother's ass with both hands. She lifted his cheeks, separating them. She dove deep into her brother's mouth. As she swirled her tongue in his mouth, she felt Brett grow harder. She dropped a hand and let fall onto her brother's hard-on. Beth slowly stroked her brother in kitchen. The immediate threat of their mother walking in on them, brought Beth to the edge of an orgasm.

Brett pushed away from Beth when the door opened. There was no where for him to run or hide. His mother was coming inside and he was still naked. He face the counter, hiding his erection as Linda closed the door behind her.

"You still didn't answer me, Brett," Linda said. "Why are you naked? And, why is your sister not protesting it?" Linda pulled off her sunglasses and then tightened the towel around her waist. "What is going on between you two?"

Brett ignored his mother as he walked past her. He didn't try to hide his erection, he just let it point the way. He didn't hurry, but didn't tip-toe either as he walked through the house and then up stairs to his bedroom.

Linda watched her son as he walked away without answering her questions. She turned to Beth. "He said for me to ask you why he was naked. So, why is your brother naked?" Beth parted her lips, but remained silent. Linda took a seat at the table. "Beth, you know you can tell me anything, so lets have it. What kind of game are you playing?"

Beth swallowed the lump in her throat. She leaned against the counter as she tried figuring out a way to explain to her mother about her and Brett's newly found relationship. Beth imagined a way she could explain how she let her brother slide his hard cock inside her, the night before. The his tongue felt as it massaged her clit. The room felt much warmer to Beth as she thought about the way her brother quenched her thirst; the way he was gentle with her, but at the same time, didn't hold back from giving her everything she needed.

"Beth! Snap out of it," Linda yelled.

"I have to go, mom," Beth said, before bolting from the kitchen.

******

It had been five days since Beth and Brett had sex; four days since Brett strutted past his mother with a proud erection. The twins have been busy with their jobs and Linda had been putting in long hours herself. Brett and Beth had hoped to find time to explore each others bodies further, but haven't been able to do so. Linda tried letting go of the action of her son that previous Sunday, but she couldn't release the image of him sporting himself as a proud man. Thursday evening arrived and the three of them finally found a break after dinner.

"So, Linda said, as she sat on the recliner. She looked at her children, whom were sitting unusually close. "Does anyone care to explain to me what happened on Sunday?"

Beth and Brett looked at each other, as if they waited for the other to answer. Beth didn't want to explain why she stole the panties Brett was wearing, or why he even had panties on the begin with. Brett surely didn't want to tell his mother that the night before that happened, he had made love to his sister.

"Someone is going to have to tell me something," Linda said. "What, are you just more comfortable naked, or what?" Linda leaned back in the chair. She picked at her nails. "Look, I know the two of you have always been close. Sometimes I wondered if you were too close. And, I know you are adults and adults tend to get a little close to the fire."

Close to the fire? Beth thought. We were burned by the flames of lust.

"Well," Brett said, breaking the awkward silence. He cleared his throat. "Beth and I had sex." Beth stared at her brother with her mouth gaped open. She couldn't believe what he just said. "And, it was the best sex I ever had," Brett said, pouring gasoline on the fire.

"Seeing how Beth isn't denying it, I guess it's true," Linda said, calmly. "It's a little hard to understand, but I can see how this can happen." Linda crossed her legs and fixed her nightgown as she maintained her composure. "You're both young, full of hormones and haven't had a steady relationship in some time. So, what, are you dating each other, is it just sexual or was it a one time thing?" Linda pushed to find some answers.

"Well," Beth spoke. "So far, it's only been once and I don't quite look at Brett as my boyfriend. He is still my brother, so I guess it is just sexual." Beth grabbed her brother's hand for support.

"That's not going to work," Linda said. "You shouldn't just be having sex if there aren't any feelings involved. If you want this to happen, you will have to commit to each other." Linda wasn't sure where she was going with her line reasoning. Maybe it just to make herself feel better about her twins having an incestuous relationship. "You can't be siblings outside the house and lovers inside the house. It has to be either one or the other in both places." Linda took a long drink of wine, emptying the glass. "I don't quite believe it. Brett, show me that you aren't lying. Either commit to your sister now, or stop whatever it is you are claiming."

Brett wasn't sure what his mother meant. He was shocked that she didn't flip out and start beating him in the head for what he had admitted. Did his mother want him to propose marriage to his sister? He thought that was a little much. He rubbed Beth's leg as he tried thinking of something.

Beth took control of the situation, as she was great at doing. Beth looked at Brett, and then turned his chin toward her. Beth placed her lips against his as she proved to their mother it was no joke. Beth was more excited about that kiss than any other kiss she ever shared. Not only was she kissing her brother again, but her mother witnessed their affection.

Brett placed his hand on his sister's cheek, holding her against his lips. He placed the other hand on her hip, pulling her closer, reassuring her he was committed to whatever type of relationship Beth wanted to pursue.

"Okay," Linda said, interrupting her children. "I get it. But, like I said, if you're going to be together in the house, then you have to be together outside the house. That means when we go shopping, out to dinner or even family events, you'll have to defend your incestuous relationship against an unforgiving and cruel world." Linda already began plotting a plan.

******

Saturday arrived and the twins shared a shower before beginning their day. They had plans to lounge around the pool, tease each other, flirt and ultimately make love that night. They never expected their mother to not only approve of their relationship, but promote it.

Brett followed Beth to her bedroom as they dried off with a towel. "Here, wear these today," Beth said, handing her brother a pair of red panties. Beth had been getting her brother to wear her underwear everyday since the previous weekend. It was a huge turn-on for her to see her brother strut around in her girly panties.

Brett slipped them on without arguing. He began to like the way the soft fabric felt against his penis. He was extra careful at work, so the other guys wouldn't see the women's underwear peak from his jeans.

"Hey, you guys," Linda said, from the hallway. "Get dressed, we have to go out." It was the first time since her children confessed their relationship to her, that Linda finally had the chance to test them. She had planned a small trip to see how they would act in public. She figured the first time her children saw someone they knew, they would forget about the whole thing.

******

An hour later, Linda parked the car in parking lot of their local mall. "Remember you two, outside the house too," Linda said, reminding Brett and Beth of their deal. Linda glanced at her son as he exited the vehicle. "Brett, are you really still wearing your sister panties?" Her son just shrugged it off as if was no big deal.

Linda followed closely behind her twins as they all walked through the mall. She noticed them brush their arms against each other and even once touched hands. As they walked near a lingerie store, her daughter took her son by the hand and pulled him into the store. Linda quickly followed. If nothing else, she just had to see what they were going to do.

Beth and Brett stood hand in hand as they examined the different seductive outfits. "What about this one?" Beth asked, pointing to a nurses costume. Brett smiled wide. "Or this?" Beth had let go of her brother's hand as she picked up a short teddy. Beth laid the revealing outfit against her body, attempting to model it for her brother.

"That's very nice," Brett said, as he imagined her wearing it. Then he imagined taking it off her and tossing it on the floor. He grinned at the idea.

"Why don't you get some of your own panties, while we are here, Brett," Linda said, loud enough to draw the attention of a nearby woman.

"Good idea, mom," Brett replied. He wasn't going to allow his mother to embarrass him. Together Brett and his sister picked out four new pairs of panties for them to share. "Do you want anything, mom?" Brett asked, loud enough to grab the attention of another shopper. He figured he'd return the favor.

"Yeah, let's find you something, mom," Beth said, with a much lower voice than her brother's. Beth took her mother around the store and began looking through the racks.

"Beth, can I ask you something?" Linda asked. Her daughter nodded. "What is it about what you're doing that makes it worth it? I mean, you could have any man you want, but you choose Brett. What is it about the incest that makes you so happy?"

"Honestly, I think it's the concept of the forbidden fruit," Beth said. "It's breaking the rules against society. Having something you're not supposed to have." Beth held up a translucent piece of material. There wouldn't have been much left to the imagination if mother were to wear it. "Perfect," Beth announced. Then she looked serious for a moment. "I mean, I'm not in love with my brother in that way. Yeah, I do love him because he is my brother, but—I don't know. You'd have to try it to understand, I guess."

"Is that an invitation?" Linda playfully asked.

"Maybe," Beth replied. "Do you like this one? I do, so let's get it."

Brett carried the bag as they exited the store. "Hey, Beth", a woman said, as she greeted him and his sister at the door. The woman didn't say anything else as she glanced down and noticed Beth was again holding her brother's hand. Linda felt a little guilty that Beth ran into an old high school friend while following her rule.

******

As Linda pulled the car into the home garage, she apologized. "I'm sorry guys. I am sorry for making you show your relationship like that in public. I won't ask you to do it again."

"It's okay, mom," Beth said. "I want the world to know that Brett is taken and I'm the one taking him"- "All night," Brett chirped. Beth got a chuckle from his joke.

The twins rushed into the house. Beth stopped her brother in the living room as she grabbed her new outfit from the bag and then dashed into the laundry room. Linda came in the room with her son. Brett handed her the new outfit Beth had picked out for her. "Here, mom," Brett said. "I think Beth is putting hers on, so you might as well try yours on too." After Linda turned the corner, Brett stripped off his clothes and fetched a new pair of panties from the bag.

"Are we just going to wear these the rest of the day?" Linda asked her daughter. "It's barely past two in the afternoon." Linda looked herself over. Her large breasts overflowed from the top of the low-cut shirt. The green thong slightly lifted her ass, making it more scrumptious.

"We could just go naked," Beth said. "Besides, Brett is going to love this." Beth looked in the mirror. The purple top with spaghetti straps hung over her petite body. Her nipples were visible at the right angle. The purple thong was an exact fit as it parted her ass cheeks.

Brett met Beth at the doorway with a huge kiss and a tight hug. "Damn it girl," He said, as he looked her over. "You are one sexy beast." Brett kissed his sister again, as she rubbed the outside of his new purple panties. Brett took a seat at the kitchen table. Beth sat on his lap. They were exited from the outing earlier that day. The feeling of them being spotted holding hands by Beth's friend was exhilarating.

Linda appeared around the corner. She folded her arms across her chest, shielding her breasts in the translucent nighty. "I don't know about this guys. I think it's a little too much, or actually not enough."

"It's fine, Mom," Beth said. "Put your arms down and spin around. Let's see how it looks."

Linda smiled at her anticipating children as she let her arms fall to her side. She did a slow spin, showing them everything. "Well, what do you think?" She tugged at the top, attempting to stuff more of her breasts into the thin material.

"You look great!" Beth said, boasting her mother's confidence. Beth knew by the penis poking her in the ass cheek, her brother also agreed their mother looked great. Beth scooted around in Brett's lap, making him more uncomfortable.

Linda began to feel a little aroused as her children encouraged her to be open and free about her body. "So, what do we do now?" She asked.

"Have you thought about what we talked about at the store?" Beth asked.

"If you're referring to the invitation, then yes," Linda replied. "Perhaps we can try something small and see where it goes."

Beth stood and then turned on the radio in the kitchen. She flipped through the stations until she found a slow song. "Come on." Beth grabbed her brother by the hand. She got Brett to his feet and then put her arms around his neck, leading him into a slow dance. Linda watched as her children forced together their young bodies.

Brett inched closer to their mother as he held his sister tight in him arms. He gave his sister a flirtatious kiss and then another. When they were within arms reach of Linda, Beth took her by the hand stepped away from her brother. Beth pulled her brother and mother to each other as she stood out of the way.

Brett placed his hands on his mother's hips as he kept his erection at a distance from her. Linda was about an inch taller than her son. She drifted her eyes slightly downward to look into his eyes. She placed her hands on the back of her son's neck as she slowly began swaying her hips to the sound of the music. Brett glanced at Beth, whom motioned for him to move closer.

Linda felt her son's hard-on press against her as he moved close. It was the first time in over two years that she had felt an erection and she admitted to herself that it was a nice feeling. Linda pulled her son closer, causing his erection to point straight down. She felt him trying to move and readjust. Linda pulled back just a little and then with two fingers, lifted her sons hard-on, pushing it against his stomach as she pressed against him again. She felt her son's hands ease to her back and then hold them still at her waist. Linda pushed his hands down, onto her ass. "Isn't that what you want?"

Brett caressed his mother's voluptuous ass as he thrust his pelvis toward her. Playing with his mother's ass was exactly what he wanted. It was what he wanted since the day he noticed it flexing as she mopped the floor. He tried pulling her closer as his hormones raged out of control. He wanted to bend her over the kitchen and table and fuck her hard until he shot a load of cum inside her.

Beth slid in behind her mother, pressing her body against her mother. Beth wrapped one arm around Linda, breaking apart the two of them just a few inches. Then she put her other arm around her mother, as she felt for her brother's cock. Beth pulled Brett's hard dick from the purple panties. She rubbed the head against her mother's stomach, smearing the precum.

Linda turned to her daughter and pressed her ass against her son, pushing him against the refrigerator. She rubbed her hands down Beth's arms, caressing her daughter's soft skin. Linda couldn't believe how horny she had become as she rubbed against her children. She studied her daughter's lips as she licked her own. She had always been a little jealous of Beth's full perky lips. Linda leaned forward, taking Beth's lower lips between her teeth. Linda gently sucked on her daughter's lips before pressing her own lips to hers.

Beth received her mother's tongue into her mouth as she closed her eyes. "Mmm," she sighed, as her tongue got a taste of her mother's honeysuckle lip-gloss. Beth released from her mother's hungry kiss and began nibbling on Linda's earlobe and then to her neck.

Brett kissed and sucked on the other side of Linda's neck as he continued rubbing his hard cock against her ass. He squeezed an arm between him mother and sister, taking hold to one of Linda's tits. Brett rolled her nipple between his finger-tips, in between grabbing handfuls of his mother's lovely breasts. His hormones became stronger, causing him to grind harder and faster against his mother.

Linda reached behind her and felt her son's cock. She slowly stroked the thick handful, trying to get him to slow down. Linda kissed her daughter and played with her ass as she stroked her son's cock. She had both of her children relentlessly pursuing every inch of her body with their hands. She couldn't have thought of any other place in the world she would have rather been. All of the rubbing, caressing and playing was getting to be too much for Linda to handle. She stopped stroking her son, but held him firm in her hand, as she felt the small quake shake in her panties. "Ahh," she sighed. "I'm cumming," Linda whispered, in Beth's ear.

Brett dropped the purple panties he wore. He helped his sister out of her purple teddy and thong. As he lifted her top above her head, he stopped to kiss her nipple. He flicked his tongue on it, as if her nipple could get any harder. He kissed her chest and the front of her neck as he made his way to nibbling on her earlobe. "Thank you," he whispered. He felt his sister smile against his face.

The twins turned to their mother. They each placed a hand around her and onto her bubbly ass. They met each others finger-tips as they rested their palms on Linda's stomach. Brett and Beth each began kissing Linda's shoulder. They work their way to her collarbone and then to the sides of her neck. They felt their mother as she leaned into each of them, embracing their affection for her.

Linda took her twins by the hands and led them to upstairs. In her bedroom, Linda guided her beautiful children onto her bed. "I love you both very much," Linda said. "Please allow mommy to show you how much I love you." Linda knelt at the foot of the bed, resting between Beth and Brett. She slowly rubbed their thighs, lightly dragging her nails over their skin. Beth was the first to skirmish from the sensation. Linda pushed apart Beth's legs as she eyed her daughter's forbidden fruit.

Linda dove between her daughter's legs, devouring her young pussy. Linda held Beth's legs in the air as she thrust her tongue inside her. "Does that feel good," Linda asked, between slurps. Beth's moans was the all the answer Linda needed. Beth's silky legs rubbed Linda's back as she laid there feeding her mother. Linda continued kissing and licking Beth's pussy as she reached for her son.

Finding the hard cock she searched for, Linda began slowing down with Beth. She sucked on her daughter's clit until Beth came again. Linda reared back on her knees and eyed her son. "Now, it's your turn, baby." Linda slid over and in front of her son. There was something about the way her son looked down on her that made her feel special. She wasn't sure what it was, but she hoped to make him feel the same way.

Linda placed her tongue at the base of her son's cock. She moved her tongue down, taking a ball into her mouth. She tenderly sucked on his swollen balls. Linda moved her tongue upward, pausing to kiss her son's superb cock. When she reached the head, she wrapped her lips around it, softly sucking and cleaning the precum with her tongue. Linda twirled her tongue around the delicate head, worshiping his magnificent cock.

Linda cupped Brett's balls in one hand, rotating them in her palm. She took her son's cock into her mouth, and then pulled back and pushed down again. She allowed extra saliva to run out between her lips and his cock, lubricating it. Linda pushed downward, swallowing inch by inch, until all of her son's cock had disappeared.

"Oh God, mom," Brett moaned. "I'm about to melt in your mouth." Brett fell back on the bed as his mother continued sucking him. He rolled his eyes back as he fought the urge. He pulled his sister to him. He motioned for Beth to hover him. He waited until she got into position and then he plunged his face between her legs. He immediately found his sister's clit and then curled his tongue, making it like a straw as he began sucking her clit.

Beth rested on her hands and knees, facing her mother as her brother sucked, licked and kissed her pussy. She reached toward Brett's cock, hoping to get a little taste too. Her mother was not going to be greedy and fed Brett's cock into Beth's mouth. Beth sucked on her brother as he pleasured her. Linda leaned back and admired the love her children had for one another.

"Beth," Linda said. "Can I watch you take your brother inside you?" All of the playing had turned Linda into an explosive orgasm just waiting to happen. She wasn't sure if she should go where she asked her daughter to go, but she wanted to at least see what her son could do with his glorious gift.

"Oh, hell yeah, mom," Beth said, more than happy to accommodate her mother's suggestion. "Is there any particular way you would like to see my brother fuck me?" Linda was taken by surprise by her daughter's choice of words. Beth figured out that her mother enjoyed the talking just as much as the act itself. "How do you want to see your son fuck your daughter?" Beth teased a little more.

"With you on your side, darling," Linda said. "Face me and let your brother get in behind you." Linda sat in a chair facing the bed. She hung a leg over the chair arm, poised for the action. "Yes, like that, Brett." Linda instructed her children into position.

Brett slid his throbbing cock into Beth's soaked pussy. He pushed deep as Beth pushed back, taking all of him. "Is this the way you wanted it, mommy," Beth asked, playing along. Linda nodded as she reached inside her panties. Linda used a finger to flick her clit as she watched her children. Brett used Beth's hip for leverage as he thrust deep inside her. "Ahh," Beth moaned, as an orgasm erupted. Linda slipped two fingers inside herself as she watched her daughter cum. Linda's breathing got heavier as she enjoyed the show. "Do you like watching me fuck your daughter, mommy?" Brett asked, joining in on the teasing. "Yesss!" Linda cried out, as she came on her fingers.

Brett and Beth stopped moving as they watched their mother give herself a beautiful orgasm. Linda's chest heaved as she slowed her hand. As she caught her breath, Linda looked back to her children. A little teary eyed, she asked, "Can I join you guys?"

Without hesitation, Beth and Brett moved from the middle of the bed. Their mother crawled up onto the California-King sized bed with her wonderful children. The twins helped their mother out of her lingerie. They each sucked on one of Linda's tits. "It's just like breastfeeding all over again," Linda teased. "My two babies sucking mommy's titties."

Brett reached between his mother's legs. He rubbed his hand on the outside of her pussy, smearing her juices all over his hand. "I love sucking your tit, mommy," he said. He eyed his sister and half smiled about the game they played. "However," Brett let go of his mother's nipple. "There is one thing I have been wanting to do for a while now." His mother raised her brows, waiting for the request. "I want to kiss on your ass."

"If you ask like a good little boy, you can," Linda said, staying with the game. "But you have to ask."

"Mommy," Brett said, smiling. "Can I please bury my face in your ass?" Laughter erupted in the room. Brett guided his mother onto her knees. As he stared at her plump ass sticking up in the air, he licked his lips. He bit down on his tongue in anticipation. Beth grinned at her brother for savoring the moment.

"Come on, son," Linda said, wiggling her ass at him. "Come lick mommy's ass."

At that, Brett dove face first between his mother's ass cheeks. He buried his nose into her ass, as he stuck out his tongue and lapped his mother's sweet juices. He squeezed Linda's ass, smashing his face between them. The he would spread her ass a part, so he could get in there just a little deeper. Brett felt his sister crawl under their mother. His tongue met Beth's tongue a few times as they slurped all of their mother's pussy juice.

"Okay, baby," Linda said. "Can you please allow me to have your big hard cock?" Linda waved her ass in the air, waiting for him to comply. "Would you pretty please do for your mother as you do for your sister?"

Beth remained under her mother as Brett rested on one knee. Linda stopped licking her daughter's pussy when she felt the head of her son's cock part her lips. Linda braced herself for her son to enter her.

Linda tightened her pussy as her son slid his hard cock inside her. After the initial thrust, Linda's soaked, pulsating pussy devoured her son's cock. "Mmm, of fuck!" she cried out, as Brett pushed deep inside. She felt Brett pull back, almost the whole way out, but just as the tip was about to exit, he slowly thrust back inside, all the way to Linda's g-spot.

Linda began rocking back and forth, setting the rhythm for her son. After only a few long strokes, Linda reached the edge of her first orgasm with her son, and what a beautiful one it was going to be. "Just a little faster, baby," Linda said. "Mommy needs you to keep giving her all of that cock." Linda gripped a handful of sheets. "That's it, son, fuck mommy just like that."

The way Linda was talking, even had Beth fingering herself. Linda noticed and offered her daughter a hand. Linda rubbed her daughter's clit for her as Beth dug inside her own pussy. "There you go, little girl, cum for mommy." Linda was enthusiastic about the little game they played.

"Yes, mommy," Beth panted. "I'm going to cum for you." Beth's hand froze inside her pussy as her mother wildly rubbed her clit for her. "Ahh," Beth moaned. Beth grabbed her mother's hand, trying to stop her, but it was useless. Her orgasm sent shocks through her legs. Beth fell limp from exhaustion.

"Just a little more, son, mommy is getting close." Linda pushed harder against her son, almost knocking him down. Brett recovered and dug his toes into the bed. "Fuck me, baby, fuck me!" Linda yelled out.

"I'm getting close too, mommy," Brett warned. He held onto his mother's hips as he fought the surge of cum. "I'm right there, mom. I'm going to cum."

"Hold on, baby," Linda instructed. "I want you to cum with me." Linda rotated her ass in circular motion, making sure her son hit her g-spot every time he thrust deep inside her. "Oh God, son, here it comes." Linda fell onto her elbows as she let her son take control of her orgasm. "Cum in mommy, baby. Cum deep inside me!" Linda braced herself for her son's hot juices. "Grr!" Linda grunted deeply, as her son shot his hot load of cum deep in her pussy. "Oh fuck yeah, baby, give me all of your cum. Give me all of it." Linda's pussy erupted again like an exploding volcano as her son pumped his load into her.

Linda rolled over, panting. "Holy fuck, that was great," Linda said. "That was awesome." She laid there, staring at the ceiling. The cool air from the fan rushed over her sweaty skin. She took a deep breath and then exhaled. Linda propped up one elbow and looked at her children. "I love you guys so much." At that moment, she thought that Beth was right when she told her that it felt so great because it was like having something you weren't supposed to have. The forbidden fruit.

After a few minutes the three of them regained control of their breathing. "I need a shower," Linda said. "Does my children want to join me?"

"Yes, mommy," Beth and Brett said simultaneously. They giggled because of their yearning to still want to please their mother.

Linda and Beth got in the shower as Brett ran downstairs. He came back a moment later and joined his sister and mother in the cooling water. "I think we need a bigger shower," Brett said, as he waited in the cramped corner.

"Well, we could knock out the wall into Beth's bedroom," Linda said. "Then we could build a larger shower that would accommodate all of us comfortably."

"Where am I going to sleep?" Beth asked, as she dried off with a towel.

"With your boyfriend," Linda said, winking at her son. "Yes, I've decided that because you two are so beautiful together, you should be together."

Brett became excited at the idea of having Beth's body pressed against his every night. "That's right, you can move in with me, sissy," he said, trying the new name on Beth. He grabbed the bag he had ran downstairs to get. He handed his mother the yellow satin and lace panties, Beth the black satin and lace panties and he kept the white satin and lace panties for himself.

They each slipped their new designer underwear on and then walked back to Linda's bedroom. The clock on the stand read: 4:05pm. Linda crawled into the bed and then opened her arms, inviting her children to join her. Brett and Beth nestled against each side of their mother breasts and they got comfortable.

"I love you, kids," Linda said, as she wrapped an arm around her children.

Simultaneously, her children said, "We love you too, mommy."

Beth and Brett laid an arm across their mother's stomach and then locked fingers. The three of them laid on the large bed as they drifted off to sleep.t had been two months since the discovery of family's new found relationship. Linda not only supported, but encouraged her son and daughter's decision to remain romantically involved. She also encouraged them to be careful about it, because her and her children would be ridiculed and driven away if the people who lived in their town found out about it. A few weeks after Linda initially shared her bed, soul, and body with Beth and Brett, she decided to look for a new city for them to call home. A new promotion with her company led her to a place where she thought would be perfect for her and her family to reinvent themselves.

Sticking with her mother's new pet name, "Mommy," Beth said as she stared through the window. She took in the green marsh on one side of the interstate and the thick forest of pine trees on the other side. "You drive this truck better than I thought you would." Beth held her brother's hand while she waited to begin her new life.

The rented moving truck bounced in and out of potholes as Linda exited the freeway. The sign at the bottom of the ramp read: Welcome to Wilmington. Linda turned left at the light and proceeded North, away from the city limits of the coastal town. Brett rolled down the window as he sucked the salt air into his lungs.

"This is it," Linda announced as she steered the truck into the driveway of their new home. "I hope you two like it."

The three of them exited the truck and then immediately stretched their legs. The four hour drive in the cramped truck cab made them a little weary and stiff. Brett wrapped an arm around his sister's waist as they took in the view of the house.

The new house was located on a dead-end street along with a dozen other recently built family homes. Brand new blue vinyl siding covered the outside of the two story house, along with white shutters accenting each window. The front lawn was small, but maintained very nicely. Rose bushes lined the front of the house. Daffodils and Tulips surrounded the white mailbox at the end of the driveway.

"I know the outside isn't much different than any other house on the street, but wait until you see the inside and the that's not even the best part," Linda said ecstatically. She hoped her children would be just as excited as she was once they saw the surprise. She took Beth by the hand and led her into the two car garage. "We can do a quick tour, but then we'll have to get to work. We have a lot to unload."

They worked their way through the kitchen, then into the dining room and finally the living room. The rooms were much bigger than they had in their old house. The twins followed their mother down the hallway past a bathroom and then into another large room. It was considered a family room or den.

"This house is huge, Mommy," Brett said hearing his echo in the empty house. He imagined frolicking around that large house naked playing ass-tag with his sister and mother. He felt a minor shift in his jeans as he envisioned the two of them playing freely.

Linda led Beth and Brett up stairs to the bedrooms. First was a small guest room. "This will be my office," Linda said as she pushed open the door. "Over here is my room." Linda opened the door to her bedroom. "Here is your room." Linda escorted the twins into their bedroom. It was large enough to accommodate both of their belongings and their new king-sized bed.

Beth felt for her mother's hand as she said, "This is more than enough space, but I have a feeling we may be spending a few nights with you anyway." Beth received an agreeing smile from her mother.

"Here is the up stairs bathroom," Linda said as she turned on the light. "Just look at the size of that shower." It was a custom designed bathroom with dual rainfall style shower heads. "It's what they call a walk up shower. There isn't a need for a door or anything." Linda grew more excited as she described the family size shower.

"Wow, it is very nice," Beth said sharing her mother's enthusiasm.

"Now let me show you the best part," Linda said as she headed back down stairs. She pushed open the double patio doors, revealing a custom built swimming pool. "I know it will be cold soon, but can you imagine all of the fun we can have in there next summer?"

The swimming pool was at least twice the size of their old one. A sitting pool was located at one end complete with a swim up bar. Beyond the pool was another perfectly manicured lawn. Thick shrubs and dense brush block any view of the neighbors. The rear of the property was also enclosed with trees and privacy hedges.

"Well, what do you guys think?" Linda asked. She acknowledged her children's smiles as acceptance. She reached for Brett and Beth, caressing each of their cheeks with a loving hand. "I think this will be good for us. A new town with people who don't know us. You guys can finally be free to be who you want." Linda kissed her daughter on the lips and then her son, assuring them they could be who they wanted.

"It's great, Mommy," Brett said as he hugged his mother with one arm. He kissed his mother again. "It's going to be great here." Brett leaned in and kissed his sister, but a lingered a little longer than he did with his mother. "I love you," he said to Beth as their lips parted.

Linda directed as Beth and Brett helped unload boxes from the moving truck. They elected not to bring everything with them on their move, but to just bring their essentials and a few pieces of smaller furniture. Linda already ordered a living room suit and two bedroom suits from a local furniture store before arriving at the new home. She figured they could live without a few things until they were settled in their new home.

Brett's jeans grew a little tighter as he watched his mother bend and twist in the back of the truck. He gasped every time Linda bent over, filling her jeans to the seams. He chewed on his bottom lip as he imagined her without the clothes, spreading her succulent ass.

"Don't hurt yourself," Beth said as she watched her brother fantasize. Beth noticed the bulge forming in Brett's jeans. She looked around at the houses across the street and then pet her brother's forming erection. Beth reached for her Brett's lips with her own.

"Are you really going to molest your brother right here in the driveway?" Linda asked as she saw Beth fondling Brett.

"It's your fault, Mommy," Beth said releasing her hand from Brett's crotch.

Linda stopped working and placed her hands on her hips. "How is it my fault, Beth?"

"That ass, Mommy," Beth said grinning. "It's that beautiful ass of yours."

******

"Finally," Brett mumbled as the shower turned on. He peeled off his sweat drenched clothes. He helped Beth out of her shirt as he waited for Linda to return to the bathroom. He unclasped his sister's bra and let it fall to the floor. Brett pulled Beth tight against him, pressing his sweaty chest against his sister's bare chest. He teased her lips with a tame nibble.

"I love you," Beth confessed. She slipped her tongue into her brother's mouth. Beth grabbed a handful of Brett's hair, holding him tighter. She felt her brother's erection press against her stomach. Beth pushed firm against her brother.

Linda leaned in the doorway, watching her children share their affection for each other. She hinted a smile at the love they had developed. She eyed her son's bare body. She thought he had been secretly exercising, because his muscles seemed to be more defined. Linda wondered if he had been toning his body for himself or for Beth. She secretly wished it was partially for her.

She waited for her children to acknowledge her before said, "Here, I have the soap and shampoo," as she searched the open box. "Among other things," she added. Linda handed her daughter a box and waited until her and Brett were in the shower. Linda rubbed her own neck attempting to disperse the heat accumulating behind her ears.

Brett tore open the small box and then lathered the fresh soap in his hands. He then began smearing it on Beth's back. He paused to kiss Beth on her shoulder and then nibbled her ear. He reached around his sister, covering her breasts with soap. He messaged one breast as he worked the soap down her stomach.

Beth planted her tight ass against her brother's crotch as he cleaned the day's hard work from her body. She reached behind her head with both arms, holding onto Brett as he created a thick layer of soap on her gorgeous body. She felt her brother's lips and teeth as he nipped at her ears and neck.

The scent of lavender fill the bathroom as Brett and Beth took turns lathering each other. Linda watched from the edge of the shower as her children cleaned each others fit bodies. She gnawed on her lower lip as Beth slowly stroked Brett. Linda licked her lips as she imagined licking her son's freshly cleaned dick. She admired his hair-less body, fantasizing about him rubbing his smooth skin against hers.

"Mommy," Beth said. "It's your turn." Beth rubbed the soap between her hands as she waited for her mother to join.

Without hesitation, Linda shimmied out of her jeans and then pulled her shirt over her head. She unclasped her bra exposing her beautiful breasts. Linda pushed the red panties toward her ankles before stepping into the water. She immediately went into her Beth's arms.

Beth glided the soap between Linda's breasts, forming a layer of suds. Beth cleaned Linda's nipple and then softly nibbled on it. She flicked her mother's hard nipples with her tongue before wrapping her lips around them. Beth loved playing with her mother's large breasts.

Linda felt her son behind her as his shaft slipped between her slippery ass cheeks. Her son massaged her soapy ass as his fingers fought to hold a grip. "Mmm," Linda sighed as her children worked together on her body. Linda leaned back into her son as the shower rained down on her.

She felt a finger slip between her legs. Linda didn't bother opening her eyes to see which of her lovely children was about to make her one happy mommy. Her clit was messaged as three other hands slid over her body. Linda pushed her pelvis toward the messaging hand. She neared orgasm as she opened her eyes. Her daughter sped the movement of her hand with a circular motion, bring Linda to ecstasy. "Oh God, Sweetie," Linda moaned as she came into her daughter's hand.

Brett continued sliding his dick between Linda's ass cheeks as he grew more aroused by the sounds of his mother's moans. He caressed and messaged the two women in his life as he watched his sister finger his mother. "I can't believe how lucky I am," Brett blurted. He truly felt blessed by not only the fantastic sex he enjoyed with two beautiful women, but also because he felt there was no way possible to receive a stronger love than he did from his own family.

"Oh, Sweetie," Linda said as she turned toward her son. "We all are lucky." Linda subtly kissed Brett on his lips. Linda loved her son, more than she ever thought was possible. He fulfilled her sexual and emotional needs. Her son was the perfect man for her. Linda loved reciprocating her son's affection. She slowly began kissing Brett's neck. Linda traced the edge of his forming chest muscles, only pausing to nibble on his nipple. Linda bent down onto her knees as she felt Beth used her hands to guide her head toward Brett's throbbing cock. Linda took her son into her mouth.

Beth guided her mother's head back and forth with her hands. She leaned in and kissed her brother, while shielding her mother from the downpour. Beth whispered into Brett's ear, "Do you like Mommy sucking your cock?" Beth knew exactly how to tease her brother. She watched as Brett collapsed against the shower wall and his knees began trembling. "Cum in Mommy's mouth," Beth added as she witnessed her brother near orgasm.

"Yes, I'm going to cum," Brett announced.

Linda clamped her lips a little tighter around her son's dick. She began at the tip, sliding her wet lips to the base, taking all of her son in her mouth. She felt him thump deep in her throat as she sucked faster. Linda felt the explosion in her mouth. She instantly swallowed her son's juices as he erupted. Linda flicked the tip with her tongue, wanting every drop. When she drained her son, Linda looked up and said, "Mommy loves you, Baby."

******

"Thank you guys so much for helping me get this house ready," Linda said as her children cooked breakfast. "I know it's been a crazy week, but I really do appreciate the help."

"You proved how much you are thankful last night," Brett joked. He shared a smile with his mother and sister as the three of them recalled the way their mother sucked and licked them to sleep the night before.

"I think they are going to love the new house," Beth said, speaking about her Aunt Mary, Cousin Jason, and Uncle Steven.

Linda's sister Mary and her son, Jason, were driving down to Wilmington to stay the week. Linda's brother, Steven, was flying in from Texas just for the weekend. Linda almost let her and the twins' secret slip to Mary one night on the phone after an entire bottle of wine. She was glad she didn't, but she had to figure out a way to convince Brett and Beth to hide their relationship from their aunt, cousin, and uncle.

"I have to ask you guys a favor," Linda said, as Beth placed a plate of fresh waffles on the table in front of her. "About this weekend," Linda continued. "I know I said you two can be who you are, but is there anyway possible you could take a small break from ripping off each others clothes this week? At least until Mary and Jason leaves."

"Are we still going to be able to rip off your clothes, Mommy?" Beth teased. Beth was met with a grin from her mother. "Yes, we'll be careful. I promise."

After breakfast, the twins did the dishes and then finished getting the house in order. They made up the office as a temporary bedroom and fitted the guest bedroom with new sheets. Once they were satisfied the rooms would be comfortable enough for family, they joined their mother on the couch as they waited for the relatives to arrive.

******

An hour after flipping through television channels and resisting the urge for a threesome on the sofa, Linda and her twins jumped up at the sound of the doorbell. Linda eyed Beth and Brett as the three of them knew it was going to be a hard week without flaunting their lust for each other.

"One last kiss for Mommy before I open the door," Linda said. The three of them pressed their lips together as they always do. They subtly tasted each others tongues just before the doorbell rang again. "Oh God, I hated that we wasted the past hour," Linda said as she pulled open the door.

Mary hugged her sister and then the twins together. "Hey you guys," she greeted Beth and Brett. Mary had colored her blonde hair to a very dark shade of red. Her make up was a little heavier than they remembered. She looked at least 10 years younger. The forming white jean skirt and red blouse showed off her new figure. "You do remember your cousin Jason, right?"

It had been about five years since the twins had seen Jason. The last time they saw their cousin was right after his parents divorced. Jason, like the twins, had grown into an adult. His shirt sported the name of the college he attended.

"Aren't you graduating this year?" Linda asked as she hugged her nephew. She took his nod as a yes. "Why don't you two help them with their bags?" Linda asked, but more-or-less instructed the twins.

Later that evening, Linda sat and talked with her sister and nephew as a taxi pulled into the driveway. "There's Steve," Linda announced. She followed Mary to the door to greet their brother. Linda shared her brother's open arms with her sister.

"What's it been, five years?" Steve asked his sisters. They nodded in agreement. "Hey Jason," Steve greeted his nephew. Steve was the youngest of the three siblings. He was born four years after Linda and seven years after Mary. He wore a sport jacket and slacks; his casual business attire. "So, where are the twins?"

Linda cocked her head toward the stairs and said, "I'll go get them." Linda heard the whispers as she arrived at their bedroom door. She pushed open the door to witness Brett clasping his sister's bra together. "What did we talk about earlier?" Linda asked with a hint of despair in her voice. "And your door wasn't even locked. Anyone could have just walked in on you two." Linda released a long sigh of disappointment and then said, "Come down stairs. Your Uncle Steve is here."

******

After another two hours of talking to their uncle, the twins announced they were going to bed. Mary, Jason, and Steve agreed it was getting late and they should get some rest also. Linda showed her sister the spare bedroom, pretending it was Beth's room. Linda got her nephew squared away in her office and then brought some pillows and bedding back downstairs to her brother.

Beth met her mother just outside the master bedroom. "Why do I have to sleep in here with you?"

Linda gently pulled her daughter into the bedroom and then closed the door. "Look, it's just for a week," Linda said. "I'm sure you can go a week without hard cock."

"Can you?" Beth joked.

Linda contemplated the thought. "Well, maybe we can work out something in a couple of days, if we really need to." Linda began undressing. "If you want, give it an hour or so and then you can try to sneak back to your room."

"Fine," Beth agreed. Beth eyed her mother's naked body. "Do you want to play around?" Linda pulled the blanket to her chin. "Whatever," Beth said. She clicked on the T.V. and then flopped down on the edge of the bed. "As soon as they fall asleep, I'm going to ride my brother's cock until the sun comes up."

"Just be downstairs for breakfast in the morning," Linda sarcastically shot back.

After nearly two hours, Beth eased open the bedroom door. She looked and listened for signs of movement. Satisfied the house was quiet, Beth clicked off the television and eased into the hallway. She knew she could have just stayed the night in her mother's room, but the adventure of having house guests excited her. Beth pulled the door closed behind her as she tip-toed down the hall. When she passed the spare bedroom, she could hear faint sounds of panting. Beth peeked through the small opening in the door, but couldn't see anything. However, the sounds were unmistakable. She knew the sounds. Beth wished it was the same noises she could have been making with her brother.

"Brett," Beth whispered, shaking her brother. "Wake up."

"What's wrong," Brett asked with one eye cracked open. "What are you doing in here? Mom is going to kill you."

"Listen," Beth said as she curbed her giggles. "Aunt Mary is having sex."

"What!" Brett felt his sister's hand quiet him. He pulled her hand away. "With who?"

"I don't know. Or maybe she is masturbating," Beth guessed. "But, come on, let's go see."

Brett grudgingly sat up in the bed after his sister ripped off the blanket. Brett felt around in the semi-darkened room looking for his clothes.

"No time," Beth whispered as she pulled her naked brother from the bed. She led Brett by the hand down the hallway toward the office. Beth peered into the room once again. Beth's eyes grew wide when she saw part of her naked aunt. Beth pulled her brother closer so he could get a look.

Mary knelt on the floor with her head resting on the edge of the bed. Her arms were stretched out straight as she balled the blanket into her fists. Her subtle moans were faint, but genuine. She arched her back every time her lover thrust deep inside her.

Brett and Beth tried to see more, but the door was only cracked open wide enough for them to see their forty-seven year old Aunt Mary getting fucked from behind. Beth placed a single finger on the door and applied slight pressure, moving the door inward ever so slowly. The door opened just enough to see who was driving Aunt Mary to orgasm-ville.