1 comments/ 267894 views/ 13 favorites Eddie's Adventures At Home By: Unreg1stered Chapter 1 I was getting really pissed off with my mother. How I wished the real estate agent could speed up the process so that we could move out. I was never keen to come to Singapore, with the decent job and pay that I was getting in the States, but alas, my wife was homesick and persuaded me to come. So while my wife is working in the family business, I’ll was stuck at home with my in-laws waiting impatiently to start work in about a month’s time. Not being a Singaporean (I’m American born Chinese); I was amazed at how long it takes to arrange for one of those apartments. What with the appointments and all. Worse still, we can’t shift in after we get the keys either. That was my mum’s idea, saying that the seventh moon or something is bad to shift, and therefore had a geomancer fix a date. After getting involved, the geomancer decided that the renovations in the house were not conducive, and proposed some remodeling of the house. Sigh… this pretty much explains my predicament right now. “Eddie, can you help me?” “Yes mum.” I replied feigning friendliness, as I was told not to offend Chinese mothers as they were the dowager or whatever. But, alas, I love my wife and again some wise old person (my grandmother) told me that one had to accept whatever they’re married into. Always thought this applied to the women more than the guys, but what the heck, what do I know about Chinese culture? I headed over to the kitchen and saw my mother perched on top of a stool trying to reach out for the blender at the top shelf. I looked up at her and found something weird. She was wearing a T-shirt and a very short pair of shorts. As the shirt was big, it offered a view through the sleeve hole her breasts and the shorts being short, her panty less crotch area! I was at a loss for words and was brought back to reality by her comment. “Eddie, maybe I’ll need you to help me take it down instead.” She said. I quickly looked at her face, and was relieved that she said it without noticing me staring at her. I put out my hand to help her down from the stool. She took it, but without warning, she slipped off the stool and landed on top of me. “Are you okay mum?” was all I could muster from the shock after she landed on me. The fall led to her t-shirt riding up, exposing her breasts to me. She quickly got up and composed herself. “Err… I… I’m okay, but look at you… you’ve got a nasty cut on you thigh!” I looked down at my legs and noticed that it was bleeding from what looked like fingernail marks. She must have run her nails through my thighs accidentally as she fell on top of me. Although the wounds weren’t serious, the slight bleeding made it seem so. “Oh, it’s not too bad. It won’t scar me.” I replied. “Let me have a closer look at it.” She said. Without waiting for my reply she went on her knees and inspected my thighs. “Wow, quite a long cut. In fact it has even got up to here.” Without pausing, she put her hand at my shorts and slowly lifted it up a bit, seemingly to inspect my wound closely. I was in shock at what she was doing. Then, I suddenly felt something touch my dick. I looked down and realized her hair was brushing against my dick (I wasn’t wearing anything under my shorts) as she continued to inspect the wound, seemingly unaware of my dick awakened by the gentle brushing of her hair. She let go of my shorts and told me to clean up so that I don’t get an infection. She was saying how this was important with this SARS thing going around. I took her advice and went into the shower and got ready for a shower. While I let the water run on my body, I couldn’t help but think about what had happened in the kitchen. Was it just my imagination, or was my mother hitting on me? I was just at a loss, but as my mind was replaying the incident, I began to feel an erection building up again. Before that incident, I never noticed my mother in-law before. She was after all my mother in-law. My wife’s mother for goodness sake. But she looks pretty good for her age. She’s about 50 years old, but could easily pass off as somebody 10 years her junior. My wife is probably a carbon copy of her and at 5’8” is about two inches taller than her mum. She has maintained herself quite well indeed as she was about 100lbs or so, which a lot of women half her age would love to be. What was different was her breasts. They were fuller than my wife’s at about a C cup or so. Thinking about her breasts, only brought more urge to start stroking myself more. But I thought I probably would wait for my wife to come back later and give her a good hump. I must have taken quite a while to shower as I heard my mother call out my name, asking if I were alright. Maybe she thought I had fainted from the loss of blood or something, I laughed as I finished up my shower. I came out of the fogged out shower screen and reached for a towel to dry up when I realized that my mother in-law was standing at the doorway looking at me. “I didn’t hear your answer and thought I’d check…” She stopped short as I noticed that she had shifted her gaze to what was between my legs. I quickly took a cover to cover myself up. She quickly looked up at me and again asked if I were alright. I told her so and she left me to dry myself up. Although I had just finished my shower, I was again getting sweaty. Must be the humid weather, or maybe what had transpired a minute ago. I came out of the bathroom wrapped in my towel and to my surprise, my mother was there, sitting on my bed. “Let me apply some antiseptic cream on your wound.” She said. “It’s okay mum, err I can do it myself.” “No, you man are all too careless. You must be really careful with this SARS thing.” She said. I thought for a moment, she had a smile on her face when she said that. Almost like those of a predator in sight of its prey. “Err… okay mum.” I replied. She got me to sit on the bed next to her and began applying the antiseptic cream on my wound. I swear she was being a bit deliberate about it as she applied from the lowest part of the wound, around the knee area and moving slowly up to my groin. I could feel blood slowly building up in my groin area leading to my dick rousing beneath the white towel. By the time she had reached the top of the wound, my dick was screaming to be flogged. It had set up a tent underneath the towel and I think even a blind person would be able to feel it. “Looks like your wound is swelling up.” She said nonchalantly. Was she talking about the cut, or was the bitch baiting me? I didn’t know how to react to this situation and quickly mumbled to her that I think the first aid pretty much covered up everything. But she didn’t stop. She lifted up the remainder of the towel, exposing my dick, standing at attention and all and simply pushed my body back onto the bed. In shock, the push was just enough to force me on my bed when I felt something warm enveloping on my dick. I looked up in horror as I saw my mother taking my 9 inch meat into her mouth. How she managed to take so much of it in, I’ll never know but hey, this wasn’t supposed to happen. I wanted immediately to ask the bitch to stop, but her skilful sucking was really good and my enjoying dick put a stop to any resistance that my mind was about to offer. “Oohh… mum, this is good… b-but we shouldn’t be doing this.” I offered feebly. She was in a world of her own, oblivious to what was happening or what I was saying. Short of me beating the shit out of her, she probably won’t stop. Well, if she wanted my cock for lunch, then so be it. I simply closed my eyes and allowed her to take me. I was feeling really good when she stopped for a moment. I didn’t want to open my eyes as I thought it would be really embarrassing. Instead I expected her to walk out embarrassed. Instead I suddenly felt her body on top of me and a kind of musky scent on my nose. I opened my eyes to see her well shaven pussy in my face. “Lick my pussy… please.” She implored me. I did so without hesitation. Soon I could hear her moans, even though they were muffled as she still had my dick in her mouth. Her pussy was musky but was different from my wife’s as it was not as easily wet as my wife’s. (I was to find out later that a woman past menopause takes a bit longer to get wet.) We must have gone on for a good fifteen minutes or so. I felt her hips thrusting and her thighs beginning to grip on my head. She must be feeling the goodness that my tongue could provide her. She quickly stopped sucking on my dick and got up, and without facing me, impaled herself with my dick. She began rocking herself up and down and to and fro like doggie style, but with me lying down. The grip of her pussy was getting really strong as I felt her getting her first orgasm. She kept on thrusting, fucking like her life depended on it and pretty soon I could feel the build up of a second orgasm from her. This time the gripping was more intense and it led to my balls churning as I felt the buildup of pressure on it. I was about to shoot. She must have felt it too as she increased the speed of thrusts and the sucking effect of the gripping pussy intensified, drawing the first shot of sperm out of my balls through my dick and deep inside her pussy. The shots kept going as her pussy squeezed every bit of sperm out of my dick until I was dry. I was just getting out of the post-coital high. I reached out wanting to hug her, but my touch set her off as she let out a scream and ran out of her room. Now I was mystified… Chapter 2 I went back again to the bathroom and had a quick shower to wash away all the remnants of the tryst. When I came out, I noticed that the bedsheets had been changed. I thought that my mother must have done it while I was in the shower. I got out of the room in search of my ‘accidental lover’, but could not find her in the common areas of the house. I went towards my’s bedroom and knocked gently on the door. There was no response. “Err… mum, it’s Eddie. Can I come in?” There was again no response. Sensing something amiss, I tried opening the door to the room. To my surprise, it was locked. I began to worry, as her sudden departure from my room had stumped me. “Mum, it’s Eddie, are you alright? Please answer me, I’m getting a bit worried.” I spoke to the door. There was a moment’s silence, but as I was about to kick the door in, I heard a faint voice behind the door. “Eddie, I’m okay. I need to rest a while.” I thought I heard a sob or two from behind the door, but decided to let it pass. She probably needed some time to herself to do whatever she needed to do. I headed into the kitchen to see if I could whip up something for lunch. After fixing up some fried rice, I again went to my’s room to check if she wanted to join me for lunch. “Mum, would you like to join me for lunch? I cooked up some fried rice.” Again there was no answer. So I decided to leave her alone as I devoured my share of the fried rice. I could never understand it, but somehow sex always increases my appetite. After an enjoyable lunch I was kind of feeling drowsy from the humidity in the dining room. Decided to take a nap in my room with the air conditioning on. It didn’t take long for me to go into dream land. It wasn’t a good sleep at all as I kept having a troubling dream. It had to do with the whole family being in the house (including my parents). Everybody was having a good time around the dining table, chatting amongst themselves but somehow it felt odd that nobody seem to take notice of me. I tried to get into the conversation, but would instead be given dirty looks followed by more ignorance from them. After being ignored for quite a while, I finally couldn’t help myself anymore and shouted to them. My parents glared at me and screamed at me saying that I should shut up as I had sinned. I looked at my mother’s direction and she shouted “You rapist!”. I was awakened by that shout. Although the air conditioning was on at full blast, I was soaked in perspiration and my throat was dry. Phew, was I glad that it was merely a dream. A quick glance at the alarm clock showed 2.30pm. I had been sleeping for just over an hour. I decided to get a cool drink to cool myself off. Going into the kitchen, I found my mother busy cleaning up the mess I created while cooking lunch. I wanted to make conversation, but felt somewhat uneasy doing so. Was it the dream or was it what we had done earlier on in the day? I decided to go into the living room to catch some on the war in Iraq on CNN. At about 3pm, I thought I would remind my mother that her favourite TV programme was on. I went to the kitchen and called out to her as she finished putting the remaining laundry into the washer. “Mum, your Golden Years programme is on. You want to watch?” I asked. “Yeah, I’ll be out in a minute.” She replied with a seemingly more normal tone. I went back to the living room and switched it to channel 8. The theme of the programme was playing and before it was done, I saw my mother in the living room with two cups of Chinese tea. After handing me my cup of the beverage, she sat on her favourite chair and was pretty much engrossed in the programme. Seeing that she seemed to be back to her normal self again, I decided to chat with her. She seemed receptive, but no mentioned of what happened was made. At the end of the programme, she took my finished cup and went back to the kitchen again. This time I could hear that she was preparing to make dinner. I decided to go to the driving range across the road to hit a few hundred balls or so. Somehow I didn’t have a good session in the range. But anyway, I was more keen to be out of the house than to stay at home. Golf was merely a means to achieve an end. By the time I was done, I went home and was somewhat surprised that my wife and father was no where in sight. I called out to my mother in-law and was told that my wife had a last minute dinner meeting, while my father in-law wasn’t going back for dinner as he too had a prior engagement. She began nagging that it would have been better if she had been informed earlier so that she wouldn’t have to spend so much time cooking. Well, looks like she was back to the mother in-law from hell. I helped her to set the table for a dinner for two. I offered her some wine, which I liked to have when I had dinner. Pretty soon, we were on it eating dinner quietly. My mother continued to nag about how her husband always took her for granted and all. I think something must have clicked in her mind for she unwittingly also let on that he had another wife and several children and that he’s probably having dinner there now. This caught me by surprise, but also led me to understand his frequent absence from home. Seeing that the communications channel was seemingly open, I decided to talk about what happened in the morning. “Err… mum, what we did this morning…” “Eddie, it was wrong. I think, we should just let it pass. I was crazy then by seducing you and all. But I hope that you understand that I am a lonely woman. However, I can’t let this go on as I don’t want what had happened to me to happen to my daughter.” I nodded in agreement, but thought I would probe further. “Mum, so all these years you knew about dad, why didn’t you do anything about it?” I asked. “How could I? You have to understand that divorce isn’t always the answer. I had Rachel (my wife), Winnie and Jeffrey to think about too. They were very young then, I couldn’t bear to break up the family then. Although they have all now grown up, I don’t want to now as I see no need to. It may be an act that your father and I put up, but at least the family is happy.” “Oh mum,” I replied “You are such a poor lonely woman.” “Don’t worry about me, I too have friends to be with.” She said. Somehow that statement brought my radar going crazy. What did she mean by that. Was she also having flings outside? The curiosity just killed me. Better take advantage of the effects of the wine and ask her. “So mum, how do you keep from being lonely.” “Err… I don’t know Eddie, should I tell you? Well, err… okay. I too have some people to help kill the boredom, I think you know what I mean. In fact, what the heck, I think I’ll feel better anyway, I think I’m bisexual.” “Huh?” I was surprised. “How come?” “Well you know Aunt Susan?” she asked again. I nodded, intrigued as ever. Aunt Susan was a pretty friend of my mum. She was in her late thirties, but really sexy. We call her auntie as she’s a friend of my mother in-law’s. “She’s more than my best mahjong kaki you know. You know all those trips we take together, well it’s to get away and spend some time by ourselves.” “But Aunt Susan is married and with kids.” I protested. “It’s a long story Eddie, but in essence, we became friends when I was at my lowest point and she showed me what the world out there was like.” She answered. I felt that the wine was talking more than she was, but nevertheless, poured her more to loosen that tongue of hers further. “Well, since it’s already out, and I feel better opening up anyway, she introduced me to the wonderful world of swinging.” “Wow!” I thought. This was more information than I bargained for. In fact as much as I was uneasy about what had happened in the morning, I could feel that my dick was getting really hard again. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt if I took advantage of the situation and satisfy my lust. I stood up and walked across the table. Once I was behind where my mother was sitting I placed my hands on her shoulders and began to knead them. “Mmmm… that feels good Eddie” she purred. The wine was definitely kicking in. Time for some action. “Mum, I don’t know. I know what happened earlier was wrong, but I think as a son, I should also take some responsibility to make you happy.” “But Eddie, that’s incest. It’s wrong you know.” “But mum, I think I’m beginning to lust for you.” With that, I cupped her breasts while still standing behind her. I gently lifted her up from her seat, turned her around and began kissing her deeply. In her state of shock, she offered no resistance whatsoever and I found my tongue exploring hers. She began panting as we kissed and I knew then that I had her, that at this point she was my slut… We emerged from a long and lustful kiss. She was totally glass eyed, drunk either from the wine, or from the heat emanating from our long kiss and pent up lust. “Eddie, we musn’t, Rachel may come back any moment…” Looking at my watch and realizing it was about 8pm, I reassured her that it wouldn’t be possible as she was having a dinner meeting and shouldn’t be back until past 10pm. Without missing a beat, I carried her from her seat in the dining table and proceeded into her room and laid her gently on the bed. She was really a sex slut right now. The wine is really doing its job nicely as she began to strip off her t-shirt and shorts revealing matching lingerie. This surprised me as I could never imagine a woman of her age in such sexy and frilly lingerie. They were lacy and in a nice shade of blue. She noticed me looking at her lingerie and asked: “Do you like them?” she asked with a grin that had that CFM look in it that If I were a fourteen year old, I would have just cum on the spot. With lack of a better reply, I simply nodded my head profusely. I practically jumped up on top of her and we began groping each other. She suddenly stopped me and again showed me that CFM look again. “Ooh… I need to go for a shower… Would you like mummy to shower for you too? Eddie's Adventures At Home I fucking felt as if a bolt of lightning had hit me. Again, like a dog under her command, I simply nodded my head. With that, she, still in her lingerie, led me to the bathroom, sat me on the edge of the bathtub and began taking off my clothes like my mum used to when I was a kid. I looked intently at her and was again amazed at how she had maintained her figure after three kids and all these years. I suddenly felt her warm hands wrapped around my dick. She pushed her hand down and revealed the swollen head of my dick, free from the confines of my foreskin. It was wet from the intense foreplay that preceded the moment. She looked up at me and gave me that smile again. This time she turned around and with her face facing the large mirror, began to slowly take off her bra (I swear when a woman takes off her bra with the rear clasps, that position is about the most sexy poses that a woman can make) and panties. Looking at the reflection of her ample breasts almost jumping out of the confines of the lacy bra, really set me off. Taking off her panties, I saw her bush, as I only began to notice was well trimmed leaving only enough to announce her womanhood. She turned around to face me all naked and held out her hand, wanting me to support her as she got into the bath tub with me. She got me soaped up and began to hug me tightly. The liquid soap had a thick lather, and our sensuous hugging spread the lather on our bodies. This was again driving us wild, leading us with no choice but to finish off the shower quickly and proceed with the final act. We both quickly dried up and dove straight into the King size bed. Without wasting any more time, she slid my swollen cock into her wet pussy and began to pump me again. This time she was facing me, unabashed like earlier on in the day. In the morning, she was merely a horny woman. At that point, she was a totally uncontrollable nymphomaniac. As much as I enjoyed having her humping me, I really wanted to try something else. I reached my hand out onto her waist and lifted her right off my body, put her on all fours and began to fuck her doggie. “Ohhh… Eddie… t-this i-is g-gooood….” She moaned uncontrollably. “Ohhhh… y-yeah… darl-lingggg… s-stick it all the w-way in…” Hearing that I thrusted all the way into that pussy of hers. Soon the intense fucking combined with the slapping of my scotrum onto her pussy started to send me into a fucking frenzy. “Eddie… o-ohhhhh don’t s-stoppppp! I’m a-about to cummmmmm…” I could feel her pussy again begin that gripping motion. This time was intense where the grip was harder and the frequency more. I couldn’t hold out any longer I was gonna blow my load… “Oh…mum… I’m gonna blow into you!” “Yes… shoot it alllll inside my pussy… I want to be filled by your cummmmm!” That was it. As if on command, I shot streams of sperm into her pussy. I swear her pussy loved it as with each stream of sperm, I felt the pussy muscles gripping it as if milking a cow. I was drained out. I fell backwards into bed with my dick still in her pussy and her lying on top of me. In between catching our breaths we kissed each other. It was about ten minutes when I felt my cock waking up again. I was surprised, as I have not even thought of anything erotic during the rest period. My cock truly has a mind of its own. However, a quick glance at the clock hanging on the wall told us that we should compose ourselves, clean up the remnants of dinner and for me become a husband to my wife (I already had an idea to fuck my wife that night just to release the last pent up sperm still left in there… somewhere). After cleaning up, my wife came back home with a tired smile. I led her to our room and got the bath ready for her. She always felt better with a hot bath and essential oils. Sex was good that night, but somehow, at the back of my head, I was again thinking of the adventures I would have with my mother the next day… The next day, I woke up together with my wife at 7am, fixed up some coffee for her and quickly sent her packing to the office. All this by 7.30am. Still feeling drained from the previous day’s sexcapade, I went back to bed and knocked out almost immediately. Slept pretty soundly until I felt the stirring of my cock. It was getting up again, probably recharged and ready for action. I woke up and stretched out, wondering what was in store for the day. Walked out of my room in my boxers and found a breakfast laid out on the table. Hmm, my mother had bought my favourite Nasi Lemak in the quaint pyramid like wrapping with some kind of leaves. There were also a bunch of otaks beside it. Noticing 2 packets of the rice, I quickly summarized that my father in-law was probably back. As I went to the coffee maker in the kitchen to start out another lot of coffee, I was surprised to see my mother in there in a sheer nightie. Underneath it and clearly visible were a black lacy bra and matching black thongs. Hmm, I immediately wished that when my wife was 50, I would be a happy man indeed if she were still so well kept and radiating this kind of sex appeal. It was apparent that she was unaware that I was in the kitchen as she did not respond to me being in there. I sneaked up behind her and gave her a hug, with my hands holding on to those wonderful breasts. To my surprise, the bra cups were so thin and sheer that I immediately found my fingers around those lovely nipples of hers. “Huh!” she gasped in shock. “Good morning dear.” I said soothingly into her hear followed by a gentle lick on the same earlobe. The way her body was moving was obvious that she was enjoying the attention I provided. “Is dad joining us for breakfast?” I asked while still providing support on her breasts. “No, I thought I would have breakfast with you. Eddie, I think we really need to talk.” She said. “Okay.” I helped her with the coffee and together we headed to the dining table and started with breakfast. I was kind of confused as it seemed that she was perhaps suffering from guilt, but her dressing this morning suggested otherwise. Not being able to figure out what was coming, I just dug into my breakfast while my left hand was gently stroking the luscious body sitting next to me. “Eddie, I thought about it the whole of last night. I think that although what we are doing is totally wrong, I am beginning to enjoy it too much to stop.” I nearly choked on what she said. Before I could respond, she continued again. “Maybe, by continuing our relationship, I will be able to wear you out so much so that you won’t stray and have extramarital affairs.” She seems to be using her maternal instincts of supervision to rationalize her need of sex from her son, I thought. But hey, who am I to complain. “But anyway, you were right about being the one to look after me to rid me of my loneliness. I want you to be my sex lover, to be my partner when we go swinging. However, don’t worry, the swingers I know are all discrete and not a threat to our reputation.” What was she rambling about? My brain was now really working overtime. Is she going to recommend me into her world of orgies? “I spoke to Aunt Susan about us last night. Instead of rebuking me for doing what I did, it was obvious that she was stroking herself and cumming contin. In fact, she is on her way in right now to taste my new lover’s cock.” She concluded with a smile and a wink… Oh no! the CFM look again. My heart began to beat furiously both in shock from what my mother had just said, as well as the anticipation of seeing Susan coming over then. Fuck was this a dream or what? If it were a dream, then I really don’t want to wake up from it. “Oh by the way, when Aunt Susan comes over, don’t call me mum, call me San. You can call her Susan. But remember that only when we’re having fun.” Another sly CFM smile… Chapter 3 I finished the last of the coffee and volunteered to do the dishes. San said she would be in her room and wanted me to answer the door when Susan came. I agreed. I put the dishes into the dishwasher in record time and by the time I threw the switch on, the doorbell rang. I looked through the peek hole and saw the familiar bubbly face on the other side of the door. I opened the door to welcome San’s (and my) guest into the house. “Hi Susan. So nice to see you again.” Since I had already known about the going ons between her and San, I thought I would not be shy about it at all and just let what my cock wanted me to do. I gave her a friendly hug and a peck on her cheeks. Instead of pulling away from me, she just placed her hands on my butt cheeks and gave it a little squeeze. “So, you’re no longer the bored son huh? I heard all about you and San last night when she called me over the phone. Can’t wait to check you out myself.” The forwardness of what she said as well as the way she said it, sent blood rushing into my cock. It immediately set a tent in my boxers. Susan took notice of it and immediately put her right hand in my boxer and began fondling my erect member, while her other hand began to unbutton the pee hole of my boxers. Once unbuttoned, she put my cock through the pee hole. With her left hand on my cock gently stroking it, she knelt down and used her right hand to trace the scar left behind by San’s fingernails yesterday. “Looks like both of these need the attention of us ladies…” she said with a wicked smile. “When you two are done outside, you may want to come in.” Came a voice from the master bedroom. Susan stood up, hand still on my exposed cock, and led me to the master bedroom. The door was ajar, and as she pushed it open, I was in for a shock! San had changed from her demure housewife nightie and into a red and black mistress like bustier, with attached garters and matching black stockings. The sight plus the hand on my cock sent pre-cum oozing from my cock. Susan felt the pre-cum on her hands and immediately began licking it off it. She followed that up by quickly getting out of her dress to reveal the sexy lingerie that she was wearing inside. She was in a white sheer set, also with garters and matching sheer white stockings. Wow, I thought, I was in heaven. “Now put the boy in bed.” San commanded Susan. “We’ll have to teach him a lesson today.” Susan put me in bed and pulled out my boxers. Once there, she went towards San, and began to fondle each other. Before long, they were having such a moaning and groaning good time that I felt left out. But the show was too much fun to get them to stop. So, without hesitation, I began to gently stroke my cock. Seeing that, San stopped and told me sternly not to be a naughty boy. Susan then suggested that they taught me a lesson for masturbating. Susan laid in bed with her feet next to my head. I took the cue and went on top of her and began to 69 her. She reciprocated by giving me a blow with me on top of her. She must have had an essential oils bath in the morning because her pussy tasted like roses amidst the slightly musky scent of her juices. Suddenly I felt something wet on my ass. I looked downwards through the gap between Susan and my body and found that San was giving me an ass rim… Wow, I was truly in heaven. This went on for a while, although I wanted it to go on, I too wanted to start fucking my way to an orgasm. But San obviously had her own ideas. I soon realized that I was in the middle of a role playing session which the two of them must have fantasized while speaking on the phone last night. But hey, who am I to complain. I suddenly tensed up! I felt something cold and greasy on my asshole. Sensing my uneasiness, Susan held on tightly to me while still impaling my cock into her mouth. “Just what the fuck was happening?” I thought. I felt my ass being intruded upon. Something foreign was being introduced into it. I can’t say I enjoyed it, as I believe most guys (bar gays) would like to have something going into their ass. However with the combination of Susan’s tight bear hug and San holding on to my hips, I felt unable to do anything. I let out a scream as I felt something piercing into my rectum. Fuck, I was almost in tears. “It’s okay boy, just don’t tense up. You may actually enjoy it.” San reassured me in a motherly way. I relaxed a little as she inched more of the shaft up my ass. At some point, the dildo was unable to move in anymore. My ass while feeling bloated by the foreign object, was getting used to the fullness and the pain was gone. I felt it moving in me and at the same time, I heard the groaning sound coming from behind. “Ooh… that feels good Eddie.” San said in her familiar sex call voice. I felt a strange tingling sensation as the dildo began to vibrate while inside my body cavity. Hard to describe whether I liked it or not as it felt revolting, yet the tingling was building up some sperm. I could feel an orgasm approaching. Susan must have felt my cock swelling too as she intensified her sucking and pretty soon, all three of us were shouting, screaming and groaning in unison. It didn’t take long before the sperm shot out and flooded the mouth of Susan, who through her choking sounds seemed to be enjoying her protein breakfast. She kept on sucking until no more protein could come out of it. I felt the dildo out of my ass and in relief and sheer exhaustion, laid myself in bed and watched as I saw the two of them getting on. I was amazed that what was inserted into my ass was not a dildo, but rather a 7” long strap-on which San must have put on while I was distracted by the 69. I couldn’t believe that such a long and thick object could have gone into my ass. San took a piece of wet wipes to clean the strap-on of my stains. Once cleaned she prepared to impale Susan. “Bitch, you must be ready for this now that the naughty boy as licked your pussy!” “Yes, please!” replied Susan. She didn’t have to wait for long as San immediately plunged the strap-on into the waiting cunt. She was fucking like no tomorrow. I just couldn’t believe that she was feeling as high as she was. It was only after the event that I realized that the strap on was double sided and that with every thrust, she too was being thrusted by the opposite end of the strap-on. This bitch is such a cum slut. The combined moanings and groanings soon woke my cock up as I began to feel it swelling up again. In no time at all, it was raring to go. “Eddie, go and put some KY on your cock. I want you to fuck Susan’s ass with your big cock.” San commanded. I found a tube of the lubricant and applied a generous amount on my cock. The two of them stopped what they were doing and San laid down in the bed and let Susan go on top. Susan put the strap-on into her pussy and implored me to fuck her ass. “Yes, Eddie, do it… Fuck me like an animal!” Susan begged. I went behind Susan and found the target. I slowly put the head of my cock at the entrance of her asshole. “Shove it in hard, Eddie. Fuck me hard!” she begged again. Without hesitation, I gathered my might and just slided my cock into Susan’s ass. She let out a scream but seemed to be enjoying herself. It took us a bit of time, but soon we got into a rhythm and continued to enjoy the symphony of moans and groans. Ten minutes later, Susan was a spent force. She collapsed in bed and was catching her breath. San was still raring to go, and for me, because of the earlier orgasm, I was still not ready to cum again. So I positioned my well lubed dick at San’s ass entrance and thrust it into her. “Revenge you bitch!” I shouted at San as I shoved my cock into her ass. “Oohhhh… Eddie, it feels so good. Fuck me like an animal like you did Susan.” It was now her turn to beg me. I kept plunging my cock into her asshole. Her moans and groans suggested that she was having a great time. Susan had by now caught her breath and began to lick my balls as I thrust my mother. The feeling was just sensational and before long I felt the buildup in my balls again and felt my cock expanding inside Jan’s ass, ready to explode more sperm into her ass. “Oh… yeah… Cum in m-my a-ass...” she begged again. I came another bucket load, plastering San’s asshole with my love juice. Susan’s licking and the tightness of San’s ass ensured a massive orgasm. With all three of us totally shagged out, we all collapsed in bed to rest. I was by now seeing stars, but knew that in a few more minutes, it will all begin again… Chapter 4 The doorbell rang and I went to the door. I took a peek at the peephole and to my surprise it was Rachel at the door. However I suddenly it wasn’t her but her twin sister Winnie. That’s odd, I thought. She wasn’t expected to be back from Germany then as she should have been heavily into her research thesis. Rachel and Winnie were both indistinguishable physically, the difference only being their characters. Rachel was the bubbly one who did Media studies while Winnie the more reserved and introverted twin was a Science graduate doing her PhD in some research in Germany. I opened the door and said hi. She looked at me and smiled a tired smile and said that she needed to freshen up. I nodded my head and looked forward to talking to her. You see, when we were in college in the States, I first noticed Winnie. However, we couldn’t click as she was too reserved for my liking and before I made a move, I met Rachel, who I mistakenly took for Winnie, and well I became a good friend of Winnie while Rachel and I got married. San, my mother was out with Susan to the reason I was home when Winnie came in was that we very rarely got out of the house together to avoid the suspicions and gossip of neighbours. Some people were just sensitive about such things. I quickly called San and told her that Winnie had come home from Germany. “Oh… o-ohhhhh… i-iss sheeeeee?” she said seemingly while getting her orgasm over the other end of the phone call. I was jealous, hoping that I could rush over to fuck my cum slut mother now, but Winnie showing up unexpectedly threw a spanner into the works. “Oh… I’m cummmmingggggg… home now!” San screamed through the phone. I knew that she was trying to piss me off by cumming over the phone. But knowing what kind of a nymph she can be I let it pass, even though it would mean that I wouldn’t get a chance to fuck her, Susan or any of their circle of swinging couples. My sex life over the last fortnight had been just unbelieveable. Since I was not going out to meet up with San, I decided to go into the living room to get some action on CNN. Before long, Winnie joined me watching TV. She seemed to be more reserved than before. “Hey Win, I thought that you should be busy right now with your paper and all to take a break back home.” I asked. “Oh… well, it’s okay as the research portion has been completed and duly noted leaving me with nothing to do but craft out my thesis. I didn’t think I needed to be in the lab to write, so decided to come back and write it at home.” “Okay then.” I said. “By the way how’s Klaus? Has he finished his research project yet?” “Errr… well I don’t know. Have been too busy to talk to him…” she replied somewhat disturbingly. I guessed that it was not too good with her relationship with Klaus, whom she met in college in the States. In fact her decision to do postgraduate studies in Germany was because of him. I thought that maybe they had a fight and probably she wanted some peace while she finished up her thesis. It was about two hours before San showed up at home. She was dressed in a long sleeved T-shirt which seemed to be sprayed onto her body. The t-shirt’s v-neck cut accentuated her ample bosom. Her hipster jeans also did her butt no harm at all. At 50, this is still one bitch who still more than has it. I could feel my cock stirring just looking at her… Eddie's Adventures At Home She came brushing past me before going over to Winnie and offered her a hug. Prick teaser, I thought when she brushed past. The bitch is just making me horny because she knows that I’ll be unable to get anything until Rachel came back tonight. But little did she know that my daily exploits with her and her swinging friends have left me little more energy to workout with Rachel. In fact I thought that even if I wanted to tonight, Rachel would probably get back at me by refusing to give it to me. Well looks like it’s between my hands and my dick tonight… Sigh… San made some cool drinks and chatted with the two of us. This lasted for about an hour or so before Winnie said that she needed to go to bed for a nap. I warned her against it as it would shoot her body clock to bits, but well she just wouldn’t listen to me then. However, I too didn’t insist as it gave me the window of opportunity to spend some quality time with San. Winnie retired back into her room. I waited another fifteen minutes before I made my move to do a sneak attack on San. The game plan was simple. First gather intelligence on enemy location, then plan the logistics and weaponry needed and follow that up with a build up for the ultimate shock and awe. Well, George W. Bush’s war plans seemed to be a good way to plan for good sex, making it worthy of a good cause after all! I located San in the kitchen, probably preparing Winnie’s favourite foods so that she could feel better as well. She would also call her good for nothing husband to come home to put up the happy family act tonight. All these meant that she had to cook more than she had planned. I then went into her bedroom to look for the weaponry needed for this operation. I flipped through San’s lingerie drawer as I knew that inside that huge drawer, she kept her kinky toys. I found just what I thought would do the job. This would be perfect for doing a simultaneous north and south attack. It was a strap on cock attached to a leather harness. It was a unisex design as it allowed me to put it on, above my dick to achieve a twin cock effect. This should fuck the brains out of my cum slut of a mother, I thought. However the harness looked kind of silly as it had dangling bits on it, making it realize that they were meant to lift stockings pretty much like a garter. I thought what the hell, just make use of it to create the shock and awe. I’m really getting kinky since I started fucking San. But what the heck, all these has ensured that my orgasms were simply more and more intense. Whilst the idea was good, the execution was just almost downright impossible. I wondered then how women managed to clip the stockings onto without killing themselves. The back clasps were almost impossible to fasten. After about ten minutes of fumbling, I finally got it. I then went to my father’s wardrobe and got into one of his bathrobes. Inspecting myself in the mirror, I just nearly laughed my head off as my exposed feet were just so funny with stockings on. As I was about to leave the room, I suddenly remembered I needed a generous amount of KY for the dong as it would ensure that the dong slid into her asshole like a hot knife on butter. After doing that, I came out of the master bedroom. I first peeked to ensure that all was as planned. In fact, even better, San must be grinding some spices with the electric grinder as the sharp sound filled the room. Without any reaction from Winnie’s room, the coast was clear. I sneaked to the kitchen under the camouflage of sound. Peeked through and saw San with her back facing me, tending to the spice mix she needed for making one of her signature dishes. Knowing her too well meant that underneath the short summer dress she was wearing, she was naked. She had this habit of not wearing panties while at home now that we’re fucking. I took out the extra stocking for the shock element and put it on her head. The sudden movement from behind combined with the change in outlook from clear to sheer gave her a shock. However she couldn’t scream as I had placed a hand over her mouth. I then stuck her ass out towards me lifted up the short skirt over her ass, found the objective and just shoved both my cock and the strap-on into the predetermined objectives. All these were done almost simultaneously which shocked San and simply heightened my pleasures. I allowed a few more strokes before I lifted my hand off her mouth. “Eddie! Just what the fuck are you doing?” She asked angrily. “Winnie is at home right now. Do you want her to find out about us?” “Don’t worry San, she’s sleeping like a baby.” I replied and at the same time continued to simultaneously double penetrating her. My lame explanation was good enough for her simply because she was just too eager to achieve an orgasm wherever, whenever, whatever or however she can get one. “Ohhh… D-darling… this is goooooood… Yeahhh, fuck me harder… I like iiiiiit…” She was wailing inconsolably. I could feel the grip of her pussy again. That together with the grinder’s noisy sound seemed to give a rhythm to my thrusting. I could feel myself ready to shoot into my cum slut. The thought of being DPed by the same person must be an experience for San as her body began to shake uncontrollably. She was cumming massively and at the same time I realized my hard thrusting was causing her to be weak in the legs. I had to hold her up even though her hands were on the kitchen counter. I had to do it if I wanted to get my own orgasm. The element of forcing San to carry on really got me worked up as I kept thrusting harder and harder into her limp body. I felt her pussy gripping the unmistakable orgasm again. However, this time the tightening of her pussy was rapid and it began again to grip onto my swelling dick, begging it to spray its goodness into the hole. San was totally wild now. She couldn’t say anything out of sheer exhaustion, all she could manage were heavy breathing and soft moans. I had to hold on to her even tighter as I felt her close to collapse. It was then that I sprayed my sperm into her cunt. After the last drop came out, I could feel her cunt still continue its gripping. Shit I realized, she was still having her orgasm. I simply thrusted my cock and the dong deep into her holes and held her tight, both to hold her up, and also to support my body as I too was shagged out. We must have been there for about five minutes before we caught our breaths. When I finally withdrew from her holes, she turned around with a weak smile, until she saw me wearing her harness with her black stockings. She let out another wicked smile and led me into the room… It was about 7 pm when everybody who were supposed to be back were back in at home for dinner. Winnie still looked pretty stoned from jetlag and the afternoon sleep she took didn’t help matters. She’d probably stay awake that night looking at the ceiling I thought. As usual, my father merely sat quietly in the dining room and was served by my mother in-law. After the cursory greetings, dinner went on without much fanfare or conversations. My father in-law only made some small talk to Rachel, Winnie and myself, leaving my mother in-law out of the conversation. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that San wasn’t happy about it, but the years of ignorance from her husband had hardened this woman to the point that led to her straying outside the family to satisfy her sexual needs. By the time dinner was over, my father went into the bedroom to take a shower. Winnie and Rachel who were very close went into our bedroom to catch up, leaving San and myself to clear the damage. I didn’t mind as I wanted to lay my hands on that juicy ass of hers. While San was putting the dishes into the dishwater, I made myself useful by nibbling her gently on her earlobes and neck. As she reprimanded me for playing with fire, she didn’t put up any resistance as expected because she was just simply a cum slut. I only stopped when I heard the door to the master bedroom opened. It announced my father coming out of the shower. I came out of the kitchen and saw him all dressed up and ready to leave. I bade him goodnight and saw him leaving the house. San came up and asked where the old man was and I told her that he had left. She simply shook her head and headed back into the kitchen. By the time she came out, she had a tray filled with several cups of hot Jasmine tea. She went into our bedroom and gave Winnie and Rachel both a cup each. By the time she came out, she asked whether I wanted to watch TV with her. Knowing that there was more than TV on her mind, I happily took a cup of piping hot tea from her and we both sat on the sofa to watch TV. Didn’t really care to watch much of the programmes on TV as I was kinda busy servicing my mother under her nightie (this time not sheer as the family was around). For easy access, she had conveniently ‘forgotten’ to put on any panties. I had a great time tickling her crotch area. As much as I wanted to fuck her there and then, we both knew better as it would not have been a good idea to be caught by my wife and her daughters. So all I could do was give her several orgasms, while I reserved my might for later that night with Rachel. It was about 11pm, when my mother decided she would retire to bed. I too felt a bit tired from the afternoon’s actions as well as after about an hour of entertaining my mother in-law, I needed some entertainment from my wife. I knocked gently on my bedroom door and Rachel opened it. Instead of letting me in, I saw that she had in her hands a change of clothes and a towel. “Darling, Winnie and I need to do some talking as she’s having a bad time right now. I can’t say much, except that she and Klaus are over, and before that she had a miscarriage. In fact she’s pouring her sorrows in our bed right now.” I gave her a dejected puppy look but nodded at the same time to show that I empathized with Winnie’s situation, so I merely kissed my wife goodnight and headed to the master bedroom to get a shower as the other one was in my room. I knocked on the door and there was no reply. Being as close to my mother, I just thought nothing about it by opening the door and walking right in. Well, as usual, San was still awake, the TV was playing a porno flick and I could see a 9” long vibrator making its round in her pussy. She was definitely in heaven. I thought to hell with the shower and just jumped in bed with her. “Huh? What are you doing here?” she muttered, obviously annoyed at being interrupted from achieving her orgasm. “Well, your daughters want to have some quality time talking tonight. I’ve obviously been kicked out of the room and have to shower in your room.” I replied. She could tell with her hand on my aroused cock that showering was the last thing on my mind. So she capped it with her mouth and began giving me a strong blow job. It felt as if she wanted to make amends for the good service I provided earlier in the living room. I returned the favour by licking her clit in a 69 while slowly working the vibrator into her ass. “Umm…mmm” was all I could hear from her as my cock was obviously giving her very little room to make any other comments. It was another good ten minutes of sucking before she decided that it was time to have me inside her. She got me to lie on my back on the king sized bed while she pondered whether she wanted to take me in her cunt or ass. She finally decided to have the best of both worlds by shoving the vibrator up her ass while she impaled herself with my erect cock. She must have rode me for a good 10 minutes before I felt the build up happening on my balls again. I could feel both the contractions in her vagina, as well as the strong vibrations emanating from her ass. It didn’t take long before I couldn’t hold anymore and simply shot my sperm into her cunt while she too came. The contractions from her pussy simply swallowed all the sperm that my balls could produce. We laid in bed shagged for another 15 minutes or so before I told her that I needed to shower. She offered to shower for me. Well, that was a front because my cum slut of a mother decided to take advantage of her son in-law while in the shower. Not as if I was complaining either. I came again in the shower, this time in her mouth. By the time I was drying myself and her, I was really gonna need some quality time in bed sleeping. I bade my mother goodnight before going into Winnie’s room to sleep. While in her room, my curiosity got the better of me and I decided to look through her stuff. I found in the laundry basket the underwear that she was wearing when she first got home. It had the scent of the aircraft as well as her musky smell, but after cumming three times in a day, I was a bit drained to do much with them. I also found some tablets which upon closer inspection, I realized that they were the Pill. That got me curious. Winnie had a miscarriage and had broken up with Klaus, but yet was on the pill… It just didn’t make sense. “Well to hell with it,” I thought “it’s time to sleep.” With that I switched off the lights and it didn’t take much for me to drift into sleep. I had a weird dream about doing it with Winnie. Somehow, it stirred me up that although she was Rachel’s twin, fucking her would be different as in terms of character, they were just miles apart. I woke up just as I was about to shoot my sperm into Winnie’s cunt. Feeling kinda groggy, I felt thirsty and decided to go to the fridge to get myself some cold water. After downing a glass of it, I poured myself another to be drunk in bed. I headed towards my room and opened the door. The lights were off, but there was light as Rachel had lit some aromatherapy candles. I was suddenly awake not because that I was supposed to be sleeping in Winnie’s room, but rather, I could see the both of them going at each other licking each other’s pussy. They were oblivious to my presence, until they heard the sound of the glass leaving my hand and landing on the carpeted floor. Chapter 5 It must have been a sight with me standing there in shock and unmoving, hand still in front of me as if it was still holding on to a glass and my cock making a tent inside my boxers. As I stood there dumbfounded, all I could remember were the two of them coming towards me naked and pulling me into bed… Still dazed, I could feel hands probing all around my body. It was one of those experiences where you’re dying to sleep, yet your cock is telling you that it needed to cum. My eyes were closed as my wife and her twin sister were exploring my body, gently nibbling, kissing, licking wherever they liked. If it was once that I felt intruded upon, this was it. But hey, I wasn’t complaining. I opened my eyes, the room was dimly lit with the aromatherapy candles and I could see Winnie (or was it Rachel?) gently licking my balls while her twin was staring at me. “Do you enjoy it dear.” Asked the sibling staring at me. It was then that I registered that it was Winnie giving me a blowjob. “Y-yes. I-t’s g-good.” I stumbled as I enjoyed the sensations emanating from my groin. “Winnie’s broken off with Klaus. The bastard dumped her after she became pregnant. All he ever gave him was his sperm in Winnie. Isn’t it so sis?” “Umphhh…” replied Winnie, too engrossed in sucking my now super hard dick. “In fact dear,” continued my wife “Winnie here just told me that she had never managed to cum at all after all these years through sexual penetration as Klaus is a two minute wonder.” I was surprised by that. She must have been sexually active for a good six years at least, but had never achieved orgasm through penetration was definitely a surprise. “What you saw just now was something that Winnie and I used to do when we were growing up. We discovered the joys of sex through our exploration of each other’s bodies. I never told you this Ed, I’m actually bi, although I never slept with any other woman other than Winnie.” She continued. By then, I was totally turned on. Whatever activities I had participated in previously with San became a distant memory. I wanted the challenge of making my sister cum for the first time. That plus the fact that I could fuck my wife’s twin was certainly something I would not miss even if it meant my life would be shortened by a few years. I sat up and picked Winnie up to hug, but not before looking at my wife for her approval. She nodded. I quickly got her to lie down and immediately primed myself to give her the missionary. My extremely hard cock was quivering with all the extra sensory excitement it was about to receive. I positioned it in front of the damp hole in front of it and thrusted it in until my pelvic bone made contact with Winnie’s. “Ummph… That feels real good brother.” Winnie said sluttily. I began slowly pumping my cock inside her pussy. Feeling every curve, nook and cranny that it had to offer. Although Winnie was a spitting image of her sister, her pussy was somewhat different. That’s where they differed. Rachel saw the fun that we were having and didn’t want to be left out. She kneeled in front of me, and without any prompting, Winnie began licking her cunt as she started frenching me. I was feeling the sensory overload provided then. We were all moaning in unison as all of us were mutually stimulating each other. Me fucking Winnie’s cunt, while Winnie was licking her sister’s. It was a totally exciting feeling. “Oohhh… this i-is goooooodddd!” Winnie exclaimed, her breaths laboured as I continued pounding my meat into her love hole. In normal circumstances, I would have cum there and then, however, the earlier ejaculations had somewhat slowed me down, benefiting Winnie who was certainly getting into the swing of things. She was timing her own pelvic thrusts with mine, ensuring that every thrust I made into her cunt would be met by hers as well. My cock was definitely hitting her hard now. I continued the thrusting, differing only in the increase of speed. It must have lasted a good 20 minutes as I felt Winnie’s pussy contracting – a sure sign that she was cumming. In fact, the increased decibels were so distinct that only a deaf fuck would be unable to figure that one out. “Ooohhhhh… Oohhhhhh… I’mmmm cummmmmiinnnnnnggggg!” Winnie screamed. My cock was really working overtime now. I began pumping even faster and harder. I swear that any more of this kind of pumping, I’d fucking break my hips. “Do you like it now Winnie?” I asked the obvious as I felt the contraction of her pussy muscles squeezing my cock. “Yesss… Yessss… I w-want you tooo cummmm in meeeee…” she said somewhat like in a trance. The invitation was just too good to refuse as my sperm simply rushed from my balls towards my dick. “Here it cummmmmmssss…” I exclaimed as the wayward spraying of sperm shot the roof of her pussy. Winnie was simply ballistic now. Her body was quivering as if she was having a fit. She was panting and screaming and panting and what have you, totally lost in the ecstasy that only my fucking could give her. The last drop of my sperm shot out of me and I was totally drained. I got off my sister and tried to catch my breath. I could see the unmistakable glow on Winnie. She was flushed from head to toe. Her eyes were closed, probably with the lingering thoughts of her first real orgasm. By then, Rachel was beginning to get frisky. She began to try reviving my cock, but somehow, to no avail. It was then that the door swung open and we were all shocked to see San in the doorway. She was obviously awakened by the din we caused. From her looks, it was obvious that the slut had enjoyed herself to the show that we put up. She came towards the king sized bed.